Thank you so much sweethearts! and everyone who replied my post too ♥♥♥ I did had a good vacation! I tried to relax all I could, had good food and saw the prettiest beach!! wahh Im just so glad Im back now (also I didnt got a tan, thats my skin color)
There were more people on it than I’d ever seen before, which wasn’t surprising considering the heat, but I couldn’t believe just how many people could fit on the stretch of sand. It didn’t matter, we’d still got our spot, our camp as we’d dubbed it, our towels organised in a circle and our bags scattered between us. The second it was ready, I’d stripped down to my swimsuit and collapsed onto my towel, lying back and relaxing.
“Okay there Y/N?” Amber snickers, and I flip her off without lifting my head.
“It’s far too hot.” I complain, a noise of agreement coming from Nicole, who’d dropped down beside me. “Leave me here to die.”
“You know, the sea is a great cure for that. Being water and all.” Leah points out.
“What? The sea can cure death now? We must alert the media!”
“Oh you are hilarious.” She drawls, nudging me with her foot. “Are you coming or not?”
“It’s so far away!” Nicole protests, and I nod, pointing at her, or in her general direction, to show my agreement.
“Oh my god you’re annoying.” Leah sighs. “Come on, it’ll be worth it. Think of the shirtless men.”
“Mmm, tempting.” I muse, lifting a hand. Leah pulls me up, grinning as I finally stand up right. “You two coming?”
“You’re a traitor Y/N.” Nicole grumbles. “I’m staying here.”
“I want to read.” Amber shrugs, and we nod, heading towards the water. I try and fan with myself with my hand as we walk, but to no avail, as I still feel light headed.
“It really is too hot.” I mutter, pausing as my toes are covered by the ocean. I reach up to wipe my forehead, when everything goes black.
My eyes flutter open to be met by the smiling face of a raven haired boy.
“And she lives.” He grins, and I furrow my eyebrows in confusion.
“What happened?” I ask, looking around to fine Amber, Nicole and Leah all standing nearby looking worried.
“You fainted…straight into my arms. You know, if you wanted to get my attention you didn’t have to go to such extremes.” He smirks. I blush, noticing his arms are still wrapped around me. I try to sit up but he only tightens his grip. “Easy there.”
“I’m so sorry…”
“I’m so sorry Calum, I didn’t mean to faint on you, literally. Its just that I was so hot…”
“You are hot yes.” He grins, making me blush even more.
“That isn’t…I didn’t mean…” I bury my face in my hands, and he chuckles.
“It’s okay, I know what you meant.” He says, nudging me with his hand. “What’s your name angel?”
“Y/N.” I mumble, still covering my face, although now it’s so he can’t see my blush from the nickname.
“Well Y/N, I feel as though I should now spend the day with you, just to be on the safe side. Wouldn’t want you fainting on anyone else.”
“I insist. What kind of guy would I be if I left the prettiest girl on the beach unattended and in danger?”
“Well thank you for being my knight in shining armour.”
thinking about sad things... i dunno. not a great day. would like some cheering up
Oh no!! :(
Just remember, first and foremost, no matter how bad a day feels, it’s over once your pretty little head lays down to go to sleep. That doesn’t even mean tonight, you can take a power nap and call a restart on your day!
How about some cute facts for you, super happy vibes included ♡♡
1. Cows have best friends
2. Otters hold hands while sleeping
3. Dolphins have names for each other
4. When choosing a mate, penguins find the prettiest pebble on the beach to propose
5. Men process male voices with the same part of their brain that processes simple sounds like car engines and machinery, but they process women’s voices with the part of their brain that processes music
6. I rescued a baby bird (who is now grown) and he loves cuddles and cotton candy (but not enough to make him sick, just a bite)
7. Bower birds attract females with their decorating skills (aka, lemme smash meme)
8. Animals can sense your moods, especially pets
9. Love is essentially a cocktail of chemicals in your brain
10. It’s okay to have bad days, but find something good out of it.
So, what can be good? Maybe you got ice cream? Maybe you can snuggle up in your blanket? Maybe you remembered to do a task you’ve been meaning to do? Maybe you simply woke up today.
Whatever it is, find 1 little thing thats good.
And remember, I’m here for you, and I love you, and it’s gonna be alright. Good days always follow the bad ones ❤
Summary: You can’t say your choices have been any better. You often did what you thought was the best idea and in the process, you hurt a lot of people that didn’t deserve it. Sometimes you wanted to go back, feeling the need to change your actions, but it was always too late.
Warnings: Bad language, mentions of blood, torture, rape, death, suicide, violence and mental illness. Maybe smut too.
“You can do it, babe“ he kept whispering in your ear. The tears streaming down your face were telling you the opposite, but they weren’t going to help you in any way so just focus on your task, you kept thinking.
You had to do it. You didn’t want to but you had no choice. That orange haired guy was waiting. He was waiting for that mechanical sound effect you knew so well, too well. He held you hostage with his muscular arms giving you no choice but to proceed with what you were doing. You had to shoot him.
Shoot him. You kept thinking. Do it fast before the three of you die in the most disturbing and painful way possible. He wouldn’t stop talking, making things harder so you just stopped listening.
“Hoseok, I’m so sorry”
A wrecking sound was heard by everyone near that warehouse. And then complete silence took place right before you started crying like the little baby you were
Description: Luke was
your summer romance and that’s all you ever thought he would be, but maybe love
wasn’t done with you yet.
He’d dreamt about you again.
You were leading him to the beach, your hair blowing behind
you in the breeze like a bridal veil. He’d have married you right then and
there last summer, he was that enchanted by you. Your smile as you looked back
at him felt almost like it was happening, like it was all real again but Luke
knew it was a dream. That was all he had left of you anymore. You’d slipped
through his fingers when summer came to an end. He didn’t want to believe you
were gone but you had kissed him for the final time and Luke could still taste
you on his lips. He ran his hands through his hair, his teeth tugged at his lip
ring. You haunted him like a rain cloud that followed over his head.
You had said you were a hurricane, and he’d asked who could
be scared of a little rain.
At the start of July,
you’d sworn to yourself that you were done with love. Your now-ex had already
announced their intention to have a wild raging summer before university
started up in the autumn. You’d been devastated but then you realised that gave
you an entire summer to meet new friends before you headed off to start your
Yet here you were,
Luke’s arm draped around your shoulders as he drove and smiling at how he
bobbed his head to the music. Luke hadn’t been a conscious decision, you’d just
fallen into this romantic thing you had. You knew it was never going to work
out but that was part of the appeal. That’s what made it so easy to fall so
hopelessly in love with his smile, his eyes, his laugh. He was somebody so
different. But looking back, even if you knew how it was going to end, you’d
have done it a thousand times over and never change a thing.
“What are you thinking
about?” he asked you, his eyes hidden by the sunglasses you usually stole from
stretching your arm out of the window to feel the breeze against your skin. You
were thinking about a thousand possibilities but none of them mattered because
you were here with Luke.
“How impossible this
whole thing is,” you said with a laugh. “I’m here with the Luke Hemmings and
he’s driving my car. That’s a miracle in itself.”
Luke chuckled and
pressed a quick kiss against your temple. “You’re funny, shortcake.”
You lapsed into
silence until you nudged his leg. “You’re supposed to say what you’re
He shook his head
lightly but the smirk on his face said it was something you wanted to hear.
“I’m wondering how I
got the prettiest girl on the beach that day,” he told you as he took the
turning for your house. “And how the hell I’m going to keep her interested in
You rolled your eyes
at Luke, he was always sure you were going to disappear. But oh how right he was.
You heard his name on the radio again today. You wanted to
turn it off and act like his name no longer made your heart skip a beat. You
knew it was your own fault, you’d been the one to walk away but that didn’t
change how you felt about him. Your friends kept asking about your mysterious
summer romance but you’d laugh it off and change the topic because even
thinking about him hurt these days.
The voicemails he sent built up until you had to listen to
them just to delete how desperate he sounded. You’d always pour a large glass
of something alcoholic and drink every time you wanted to cry at his pleading. The
way he looked at you that night was all you saw as the tears streaked down your
cheeks. Those baby blues that still haunted you at night. The memory of his
husky laugh and his cold hand mapping out constellations on your back as you
drifted off to sleep wouldn’t leave you alone. He was the wave that drowned you
after numerous drinks and you’d start humming the song Luke had said belonged
to you. So in the mornings you were still left picking shards of him out of
your skin because you’d heard his voice.
Hey… it’s me again, I
just wanted to know if you’re okay.
What happened to us?
We were so good together.
I know you’re never
going to pick up but just know I still love you.
Hearing him again always brought you to your knees. You’d
always hate yourself even more afterwards. Yet you’d made your bed and you had
to deal with the fact you would never be part of his life, not in the way he
wanted you to be. You were a force of nature. Walking out of people’s lives
before they hurt you, it was what you did. And Luke had been your biggest risk
You had said you were a hurricane, and he’d asked who could
be scared of a little rain.
The night you’d told
him had been perfect. You’d walked down the beach and he’d given you a piggy
back as he threatened to throw you into the shallows. You almost left without
telling him. Almost. You took his face in your hands, reaching up on your
tiptoe just so you could savour the moment before it all came crashing down.
“Luke, I move back
home tomorrow, I have university—”
“We can make this
work, I promise,” he said before you finished. “I know we can.”
You shook your head
lightly and dropped your hands to his chest.
“I don’t belong in
your world, Luke. You’re a successful guitarist and singer in a band I listen
to, I’m a student who hasn’t achieved anything that remarkable.”
Luke’s eyes widened as
he realised what was happening. “No – no
– you’re perfect for me, okay? I don’t care if you’re not famous. You’re good
“Yeah, your fans won’t
see it like that,” you sighed. “I’m not strong enough to get the hate or to have
photographers sat outside of my door waiting for an exclusive.
“I’d protect you, I
You smiled at him. “I
know. But we’re too different, Luke. This summer has been the best of my life
but I guess all good things come to an end, right?”
“I don’t – I can’t
watch you leave,” he stuttered. “You can’t change my life then walk away.”
He was so unlike his usual
calm self. The panic across his face was so clear, it hurt you to see him like
this and you knew you could stop it.
“I told you before
this became whatever it is,” you said as you traced the print on his t-shirt.
“I told you I run away because I know I’ll get hurt and how can I not? You’ll
be halfway around the world for almost half a year, Luke. You won’t hurt me but
the distance might, how are we both supposed to stay sane if we’re this wrapped
up in each other?”
“You can’t leave me
like this,” he protested sadly.
“I don’t want to,” you
mumbled. “Believe me, I don’t.”
You pressed your lips
softly to his before you stepped back. He moved to follow you but you shook
“It’s better if you
let me go, Luke,” you told him as your voice began to crack. “I’m sorry.”
Your friend had been hyped up about something on the lead up
to your birthday. She’d got you to book time off and told you to pack a
suitcase. You’d done what she’d told you, you weren’t really in the mood for
arguing. But when she’d stood in front of the arena and you started to see
their logo everywhere, you felt sick.
“Your favourite band!” she cheered. “I know how much you
wanted to see them live and it’s the first show of the tour!”
You tried to force a smile as you realised you were in the
sound check. You hoped there would be a sea of faces for you to hide in, you
knew just seeing Luke would ruin you. All the time you’d spent trying to forget
that summer would’ve been wasted. But part of you wanted to see him again, even
if it was just to prove to yourself that you were right because so far, you
hadn’t been. You’d just been miserable, you had hurt yourself more than Luke
ever would have.
So you sat there, nervously waiting to see if he noticed
you. You didn’t know which you wanted more. Your friend chatted away about how
she’d had to stay awake to get you the tickets and how she’d had this planned
since last summer. You wanted to laugh like it was one big joke the universe
had decided to play on you.
They walked onto the stage with a roar of applause and
screams, you felt your heart begin to race when you saw him under the lights.
He still looked the same and that made it harder. The flashes of the last
moments on the beach made you feel even sicker than before.
“Are you okay?” she asked you quietly once she’d seen your
“Just the shock of seeing them in person,” you muttered
She grinned at you and looked back at them. Luke’s eyes
scanned the crowd and they fell upon your face quite clearly. He looked like
he’d seen a ghost. He leant over to Calum and muttered something, pointing in
your general direction. Had he told them about the girl who had broken his
heart over a summer? You tried to tell yourself you were okay, you’d chosen to
finish it all so you had no reason to feel like this towards Luke. The
questions blurred into one another, you tried to listen but all you could think
about was walking outside and being able to breathe again.
“What did you guys do this summer?” one fan asked.
watched the colour drain from Luke’s face and prayed he wouldn’t announce to
the world that what he did that summer was sat right in the audience. You
almost laughed at your own thoughts but it was true, you didn’t want everybody
to stare at you like you were insane for walking away from Luke because you
already knew you were.
You stared at Luke, waiting for his answer. That was the
only one that mattered.
“I spent my summer with this amazing girl that kept telling
me she was a hurricane. I thought she was being all deep and shit but she was.
She turned my life upside down and then left without a trace. I miss her.”
The shouts of comfort began to hurt your head, making it
feel like it was swimming in a world where you were the villain. You muttered
something about needing to head to the toilets and got up before your friend
could ask what was wrong. You walked out of the back of the crowd, not turning
back to see if she was chasing you.
Luke stood up, realising that his final chance to speak to
you again was slipping out of his fingers.
“Not this time,” he mumbled to himself.
He told the others to cover as he sprinted off stage, hoping
that you’d just want to go outside for air. He’d dreamt of this moment, finally
seeing you again and forgetting about the hurt. He started running down the
corridors, by security guards who threw him dodgy looks but let him go anyway
when he told them it was okay. He pushed open the main doors and immediately
saw you sat on the wall, your legs dangling over as you told your mum about how
bad today was going. She’d been the only one who had known about Luke after
she’d found you crying while listening to his voicemails. She was cooing you when
you felt somebody sit by you. You glanced over and saw Luke staring out over
the city while he waited for you to finish.
“Mum – I’ll call you back,” you said slowly. “Luke is
actually sat next to me right now.”
“Are you okay?” she asked.
You looked at him again and sighed. “Yeah, I think this has
to happen. I’ll call you later after the show.”
You ended the call and looked back out across the skyline.
“You haven’t answered any of my calls,” Luke said.
“I thought it’d be easier that way,” you admitted.
“It wasn’t,” he told you. “I didn’t know what I’d done to
make you leave after that summer we had.”
Your fingers tangled themselves together as you tried to
find a way to say you’d been wrong. Luke pointed to a tall building in the
“That’s our hotel,” he said mindlessly. “Cal has already
broken the curtains and Mikey has ordered way too much food. It’s a mess and
it’s only our first show. Imagine how the rest is going to go if this is how it
He looked at you like it was the first time he’d ever heard
his name uttered from your lips. His eyes were exactly how you had remembered
“I fucked up when I left you,” you confessed. “I placed too
much value in not getting hurt but really all I did was wreck myself more than
you ever could have done. I’m sorry.”
“That’s what love is, isn’t it? It’s getting hurt but there
are good things too,” he said quietly. “But what about the rest of it? The
fans, the tours, everything.”
“I guess I needed a reason to feel less crazy for leaving. I
really did love you.”
“You did?” he asked.
You nodded but dropped your eyes to the floor. He moved
closer when he noticed you shivering from the cooler breeze.
“What about now? Do you still love me?”
His breath was soft against your ear. It made you feel warm
again but you couldn’t help but wonder if he was asking because he’d managed to
forget you. He’d said he missed you, that wasn’t the same as being in love with
“Yeah,” you mumbled. “Yeah, I do.”
A smile spread across his face as his arm wrapped around
your waist. He looked relieved like he’d been waiting to hear it for a long
time. You frowned at him but he shook his head.
“You warned me it’d be hard,” he said with a light shrug.
“But I know you’ll be worth it. Just promise me you won’t disappear again?”
You nodded slowly. “I promise.”
“Then I guess I can kiss you and play a show without feeling
You laughed and rested your head against his shoulder until
he lifted your chin up so he could kiss you. You felt like you had on the beach,
breathless and amazed that you were here with Luke Hemmings again.
“Uh – Luke, we – urm – have to do the sound check,” Michael
said as he tried not to sound embarrassed.
Luke looked at you and sighed. “If I go do this sound check,
will you still be here?”
You rolled your eyes, knowing this would be his new thing.
“Maybe this hurricane found a home,” he said with a smile.
“I hope so,” you replied as he helped you back over the wall
and led you inside.