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DO NOT DELETE AHHHH NO DON'T DELETE
I don't know what to do
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Your not disappointing us babe, please don't delete
I just feel like everyone would be better off if I did delete because they wouldn't have to worry about me or what's going on. I don't know anymore
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I'm thinking of maybe deleting this blog. All it is doing these days is sitting unused and disappointing anyone who reads what I write. I feel like a failure having to look at it every day knowing I am incapable of finishing anything. I absolutely suck at running a blog and I am even worse at writing. I am really sorry to anyone who has gotten invested in anything to do with me. I really wish I could be a better person. But I'm not, and I don't know what to do.
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Love's Complicated - A One Direction FanFiction
A/N: This has probably been the hardest chapter to write. It has been months since I have even picked up a pen, and I have made you all suffer because of that. You all should not have to wait this long because of me. I should have put you first, as I had made a promise to you. But I broke that promise, and I hate myself every day for that. I try to never break promises. So to everyone who has stayed with me these past months, thank you so much. And to those who left, I don't blame you. I would have unfollowed, too. And now, because you all deserve it so much, I give you....
CHAPTER 23!!!!!!!!
ALL OTHER CHAPTERS
Chapter 23
EMILY’s POV
I sigh as Zayn’s fingers lace with mine – it’s still not the same. The trust and the comfort, they’re not all there. Something changed these past months, something I fully expected. But that doesn’t make it any easier. It doesn’t take away the fact that conversations have become forced, that we search for topics instead of just speaking freely.
I try not to worry, I really do. I take every day as a gift, because I finally have Zayn back at my side. Knowing that he will always be there for my keeps me going, and that’s why I don’t let myself get caught up in the bad. There will be good in our future; everything just takes time.
ANYA’s POV
I find myself, yet again, rushing around the flat to get everything packed. Although this time, it’s me I’m packing for. I find the last shirt, hidden behind a pile of clothing in the laundry room, and quickly fold it into my suitcase. I lift up the heavy bag and carry it down the stairs, putting it down to rest at the front door.
A crash resonates from the kitchen, and I rush in to find cutlery scattered over the floor. Emily stands before the dishwasher, hand over her eyes as her shoulders shake with laughter.
“You sure you’ll be alright, Em?” I wonder as I bend to pick up the scattered dishware.
“Yeah, I got Erika! She’ll be with me 24/7, I promise. You don’t need to keep worrying, I’ll be fine!” she chuckles, helping to put away the last fork.
“Okay, well then I’m out of here. I’ll text you when we get to the hotel.” I wrap my arms around her shoulders, kissing her cheek as I release. “Have fun without me!”
“Trust me, we will!” I hear her shout as I close the door. I shove my suitcase into the elevator, and head down to meet Paul.
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The plane touches down, and my head jostles off of Harry’s shoulder. I rub my eyes as they adjust, and look outside of the window.
“Welcome to New York,” a low voice mumbles by my ear. I turn around and smile at Harry as he pecks my forehead. The mumbles of the others surround us, signaling that we are not the only ones awake.
We taxi on the runway, quickly driving up next to the airport. I pull down my backpack from the overhead, and walk out of the jet. Niall saunters up next to me, one arm thrown heavily over my shoulders.
“I told you I’d bring you to NYC, didn’t I? And I never break my promises, little sister.”
“Yes, you did, if I recall,” I respond with a smirk.
“Yes I did!” he cheers. “Say it, Anya. You know you are thinking it!”
“You are the best brother ever!” I shout, causing the boys to turn and laugh.
“You are correct! I love you.”
NIALL’s POV
I throw my bags onto the bed and rip open the drapes of the large window. Hordes of girls stand stories below, screams faintly resonating through the glass. My door opens abruptly, and Anya sticks her head in.
“I’m headed out to go get some coffee – the drinks here are shit. Want to come?” she asks, her blue eyes wide and questioning.
“Nah, I’m good. I’m racked with jetlag, so I don’t need any caffeine. I’ll see you later though, yeah. Go explore New York.”
“Okay. And Niall?”
“Yes, missy?”
“I’m really proud of you,” she mutters before the door closes. Woah. That came out of nowhere. A smile spreads my lips, and I gaze back over the window ledge. I see the front doors open, and Anya steps out into the throng of teenage girls.
ANYA’s POV
I cover my eyes with my sunglasses before opening the door, the dark plastic shading my eyes and hiding close to half my face. I tune out the shrieks as my feet hit the city pavement. Well, I tune them out until my arm is ripped back.
“Ugly!”
“Fat!”
“Idiot!”
“Why were you born?”
“You don’t deserve to be Niall’s sister!”
“Why would Harry want you?” Cruel shouts echo through the crowd, anonymous hands reaching out and pulling at my limbs and clothing. A foot sticks out in front of mine, and I tumble to the ground, my head hitting the asphalt. I black out, succumbing to the darkness that takes me away from any pain.
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babe, you can take as long as a break as you need. im sory that this is happening to you, im sorry about the pressure, the haters, everything. i wish there was something i could do to make it better. stay strong, love. Xx
Thank you so much. I received this message when I had just announced my hiatus, and I look at it every day. People like you are the reason I am here right now, and the reason I'm starting to write again. Thank you so much, I owe you everything
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Good News!
Hello, all! I am extremely sorry for the hiatus I took, I know a lot of you were waiting for new chapters and imagines. I was and still am going through some weird things with my mental state, but I have decided to start writing again! I think it will help distract me from everything, and I don't have to worry about it like I used to (I hope). So Chapter 23 of Love's Complicated will be up by June 30th! (Yes, it is a bit of a wait. Again, I am really sorry. I have so many projects right now and I believe that is the first weekend where I am official done school! It may or may not be up before then, it just depends on when I have time to write.)
Thank you so much to everyone who has stayed with me these past few months. It means the world to me that you are all still here. I love you guys so much.
~Anya
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Hey, I hope you start feeling better! Take as long as you guys need
Thanks, hon. I really hope I will be back online soon. I'm going to try writing while on vacation, so hopefully I can post some things is a few weeks.
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I Need To Explain.
Recently, I have not been doing anything towards making this blog better. I have not been writing, I have not been posting. And I am sorry to say that this will continue a little longer.
The reason is I am hurting. I am struggling with so many bad emotions in my head, and I can’t deal with it every day. I somehow manage to get out of bed, and to laugh while I am at school. But I get home, and I lay in bed and cry for the night. I don’t know what is wrong with me, and I don’t know if I ever will. But right now I just need to stop things for a little bit. I will not be writing.
You see, I used to find joy in writing. I used to be able to sit down and let everything out and be happy about doing it. But then my parents, teachers, and friends found out about my passion. And I have been getting more and more pressure to write better. I appreciate the kind words, and my teacher getting me to meet with an author. But I can’t handle all this pressure on top of everything else. I am going to break.
This may lose me followers, and this may lose me respect. But I honestly don’t care about that right now. I don’t care if I wake up with no followers, I don’t care if all of you call me attention seeking and stupid. I’ve heard it all before, trust me.
To those of you who are still reading, and will not unfollow, I want to continue to say I am sorry. Sorry for stopping to take a break. But I can’t do this all.
I’m hurting. Bad. I’m not ending everything. But I am taking a break. There are more things going on than I have listed here, but I do not want to burden you with my troubles. Thank you all :/ ~Anya
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So, as you can see, I am alone in my classroom. I have to be at my school for something this morning, so I couldn't go to Home Ec or IA with my class. I am so bored! I have the entire morning (not including 10-11) to talk to you guys and write. Any questions, curiosities, or accusations? -Anya
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I was just sitting on my bed alone with all the doors in the hallway shut, screaming the lyrics of What Makes You Beautiful. My dad just came in and told me "I think it's time for you to go to bed." But it's only 10:20. I don't want to go to bed....... Tumblr!!!
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My mom and I are studying for a science exam, and she is coming up with analogies for Veins and Arteries.
Me: "A" away, and arteries starts with "A"
Mom: Or, you can think of like Vein as Zayn and Zayn brings a rush of blood to your heart *mocks my fangirling*
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New Theme!
If you could check out the new theme, and let us know what you think, that would be great! Emily and I just spent a few hours trying to find the best one! Thank you!
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this is seriously so great that you'll be helping children :))
Thank you! It was really inspiring to go to WeDay, and I feel really strongly about helping those in need. I'm hoping to one day go to Africa with Emily to help build schools and orphanages. We really want to be able to help personally. ~Anya
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I was sitting in my basement watching Pretty Little Liars and writing, and my mom just comes downstairs and gives me half a shrimp ring… Um, thanks mom!
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