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Cute as a B**** every single one of you! #harrystyles #onedirection #blackandwhite
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Hey Everyone, So one asked me to write this, so please let me know how you feel about this. I know I've been a way for a million years, but I have a killer new fic and I hope you read it and I hope you like it. Tell me what you think.. :-). 
It may get a little crazy but without excitement, where's fun?
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BEST FRIEND GIVEAWAY!!!
r-a-d-iii-c-a-l & forgett-mee-nottt are doing a MASSIVE giveaway to show some love for our followers!!
The winner will recieve:
CLOTHES: 
(1) Forever 21 pink lace tank top
(1) Forever 21 David Bowie distressed tank top
(1) Poetry melon chiffon front-tie button down
(1) American Apparel light-wash denim cut-off button down
(1) Forever 21 over-sized “Bon Jour” top
(1) Forever 21 shredded tribal top
(1) Forever 21 pink tribal button-down tank
(1) Forever 21 cut-off “The Chosen One” tie-dyed tank
(1) Forever 21 distressed love tank top
(1) Forever 21 flowered lace-back tank
(1) Forever 21 black & white tribal crop top
(1) Forever 21 “Enjoy God” tank
(1) Forever 21 tribal print crop top
(1) Forever 21 navy blue polka dot bralet
(1) American Eagle lace crop top tank
(1) Forever 21 back cut-out light-wash denim dress
(1) Forever 21 bodycon skirt
(1) Forever 21 tribal geometric crop top
(1) H&M pink & black heart tank dress
(1) Lily White tribal tank dress
(1) Forever 21 “Crazy Love” cut off tank
(1) Forever 21 tribal mini skirt
(1) Forever 21 white high-waisted shorts
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(1) WHITE IPHONE 4
(1) CANON REBEL T3I + (1) ADDITIONAL LONG DISTANCE LENS
(1) DELL INSPIRON 15 (N5040) 15.6” LAPTOP
(1) CONAIR PERFECT CURL CURING IRON
(1) REMINGTON CHEETAH PRINT FLAT IRON
ACCESSORIES: 
(1) Pink sparkle iPhone case
(1) Blue tribal iPhone case
(2) Pairs of Toms shoes (Black lace & White)
(1) PacSun American Flag cross-body bag
BONUS: 
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THE WINNER WILL BE ANNOUNCED ON: AUGUST 10TH, 2012
We LOVE our followers! Good luck to everyone!! xoxoxo
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 Nick looked at the clock. He had been pacing since three am. It had reached the hour of six. He had been pacing for three whole hours. He slouched down to the couch in his hotel room. "I have got to tell her", he whispered to himself. He looked sadly at a picture of himself with her. "Everything we had was amazing, but I'm not young anymore. I remember it so perfectly, when we met". Nick thought slumped on his couch, recollecting the time of summer. Recollecting the thick air and sweet sunshine. Recollecting the smell of freshly cut grass and watermelon flavored things. He thought of the dandelions. Yes, the dandelions, the daisy dukes, the summer and watermelon, all reminded him of her.  It was years ago when they met, two silly kids in puppy love. "I'm Nick", he remembered saying shyly. She smiled at him. 'You're so shy, I don't bite", she said with a thick southern accent. The rest was history from there. Of course until their massive break up two years later. He remembered that too. He remembered the tears streaming down her face. "It isn't suppose to be like this", she said through thick, uncontrollable sobs. Through all his memories an hour had passed. He felt a buzz in his pocket. He was hoping she wasn't calling about meeting with her. He sorrowfully removed the phone from his plaid pajama pants. He gulped before looking down. He smiled in relief because he saw a message from Erin. He couldn't wait to answer because he knew he was falling in love with her, but out of love with.. Miley. He had met a year ago. coincidentally they met after Miley had proposed to Nick. Nick wasn't ready for marriage, and honestly he was not ready for another relationship with Miley. They had gotten back together two years after his twentieth birthday exactly. He remembered it perfectly. There he was sitting in Starbucks, awaiting the start of his birthday party. It was supposed to be a surprise but Kevin and Joe could never plan a secret party, yet alone keep it from him knowing about it. Nick was thinking long and hard about his life. "I'm turning twenty, U need to get serious. I want something serious in my life. I can't cuddle music", he thought to himself. It was like perfect timing because as he was finishing his thought, Miley made a perfect entrance. Nick smiled because it was like a movie. Out of all the Starbucks locations in New York, she chose this one. He was not sure if he wanted to approach and if so what would he say? As he pondered how to be suave, he saw a shadow from across the table. "Hi", she said softly, "You never answered my text either", she said. The two had been talking for quite some because just as their friendship was rekindling, so were the feelings they shared. Nick looked up and smiled. If there was one thing he knew about Miley, it was if she wanted something she would get it, by any means necessary. he knew he wouldn't have to be suave, Miley had that covered. He bit his bottum lip and smiled. "I'm sorry", he said, "I was just..", he was interrupted by Miley's intense stare. "Don't tell me, You're busy on your birthday", she said as she sat across from him. Nick chuckled as he lowered his head. He couldn't believe he was actually smitten. He was speechless from just seeing her. "What have you been up to, aside from ignoring me, birthday boy!" Her voice was flirty and her eyes never left him. Nick was stumbling, searching for the words to say. "Thank you", he said, "For the text and everything". Miley smiled. "Anytime Nick". Before he knew it, there were laughing and giggling and talking about old times. Before he knew it, they had walked out there together, arm-in-arm. Before he knew it, they were back together, after years of separation, friendship and failed relationships. They they were. Nick brought himself  back to the present and prepared for his day. He sighed because he knew what was going to happen and how easy it would be. He didn't want it to be easy, but love is a powerful thing. Miley was amazing and he knew she didn't deserved to be used or lead on. He was going to meet her after his shower.
Miley sat happily with the baker, Erin awaiting the arrival of her fiance. Miley was doing most of the talking because Erin was rather sad. "She really doesn't know", she though to herself, "She thinks Nick still loves her". Erin smiled at Miley. She had a hint of humor and sadness in her smile. "I can't wait", Miley said. She was a burst of excitement because she couldn't get over the fact that she was planning a wedding! She couldn't get over the fact that she was marrying Nick Jonas. Miley was grinning from ear to ear. "I can't wait for him to get here", Miley said. "He is going to flip over the cake options. Everything looks do good". Erin was giving a false smile. She knew Nick hated every desert Miley chose. She knew Nick hated the idea of getting married. Not getting married in general, but getting married to Miley. He had lost his feeling for the relationship, he just didn't know how to tell Miley. She smiled at Erin. Erin had removed herself from the table to present another menu. "I hate her", Miley thought to herself. "She thinks I don't know about her, trying to move in on Nick. She thinks I don't know them. Emotional cheating counts. Let it go Miley, let it go". She had been smiling all day and for weeks to avoid thoughts like these. She did not want to admit to herself that she thought something was going on with Erin and Nick. She pushed it to the back of her mind.  Her wedding was going to happen, one way or another! She felt a presence sit across from. She didn't look up because she thought it was Erin. Miley was mentally preparing herself to face Erin. "What is it? Your head is down". It was a familiar voice, the voice of her fiance. Nick had arrived. She perked herself up. "I've been waiting for you all day", she said. "I know, i'm sorry", his reply was dry. "Cake testing isn't my thing". Miley frowned. Her happy charade was fading. "It's our wedding, Nick. Act like you care", she said. "He can't", Erin's voiced chimed in. "Excuse me", Miley said. Nick shook his head. He groaned because he was afraid this would happen. "Nick loves me, Miley and he doesn't want to marry you. You are a constant reminder of immaturity. A toy from that past that should not be played with anymore. He doesn't want to marry you.. Skank". Erin stood with her arms folded. Nick lifted his head to look at Miley. "Is this true, Nick? You don't want to marry me", she said. Miley was ignoring Erin. Before Nick could speak, Erin unfolded her arms and parted her lips. "No, not a cold chance in hell. We have been together for weeks, Mi-", Erin was cut short collision of her jaw with Miley's fist. Nick jumped to his feet when he saw Erin's body fly at least two feet from where she was standing. "Come on, Erin, the tart maker", Miley said as she walked towards her. "What the hell is wrong with you?", nick asked as he ran to Erin. Erin gasped, but stood to her feet. She charged Miley. Miley cracked her knuckles. Erin grapped Miley by her shirt collar and threw her against a wall, miley was not going to take that. "This ends right now", Miley said. Nick ran to the two women fighting. He felt the shame building in his body. How was he going to tell his family about this? How could he openly admit to his mother that he had been cheating on his fiance? How could he say that Miley and Erin had damaged Erin's bakery fighting? He charged towards the two women. Miley's fist charged into Erin's noise. She grabbed Erin by her hair and collided Erin's face with her fist. Erin was helpless and delusional as Miley dropped her to the floor. She walked towards Nick. "Miley, don't be hasty". "Nicholas, shut up! You don't want to get married, fine! To cheat on me, is ridiculous. Just telling would have been fine". She slapped his face, hard. He felt his tender, red, swelling cheek. Miley threw her wedding at his chest. "Asshole", she said as she left the bakery. "Honestly, I didn't want to marry you either". Just like that, his girlfriend was on the floor crying, his fiance was gone and he had a red hand imprinted on his face. His life was going crazy and he had no way to fix it.
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Tell me you'll stay...
 It was ironic that the only words that could come to mind were lyrics of a song. A Nick Jonas song . Why did it always have to rain on days like these? Days when you felt miserable, nature just had to kick you while you were down. "Just tell you'll stay", he said, "Please stay with me". "I know I haven't always been there when you needed me, but I promise I can change". He felt a tear forming in his eye. Had he really been so oblivious to her world? It was sad that these words were coming out of his mouth in an empty room. He sat in the middle of the floor, reading the note she had left. 
Dear Joe,
I know that you have to be one person on stage, one person to your fans, and a different person to a lot of people, but be yourself with me. That is all I ask. Just be you when you're with me. Give me all of you. I just wanted you to be here. I sat alone so many times. I've cried so many times because being with you is like being with Batman, or Superman.. I can't and won't ever have you all to myself. I can't keep living this lie. Please, stop telling yourself you love me and you want to be with me. I know that isn't true. I have to go. Goodbye,
Samantha.
Just like that, with a letter, she was gone. All her clothes were gone. He knew it was serious because her hair accessories were missing. "If I could take it all back, I would. I really love you Samantha, just let me show you. I'm not busy now", he said through his sobs and tears. "Samantha, please stay with me", he said. He was staring directly at the front door, hoping she would come back. He thought maybe his words could suddenly become magical and be heard wherever she was. "Oh, God, I know I haven't talked to you in a while and I know I skipped church a couple Sundays, well a lot of Sundays because of sleep and hangovers, but please God, please, Help me", he said aloud as he curdled. Joe slumped down on his couch, hoping God hadn't done what he does most Sundays, looked at the alarmed clocked, cringed from daylight and rolled back over in bed. Joe looked at the teardrops hitting his watch. He looked at the flowers he had brought home for her. Even they began to weep for him. Ten minutes had past. He rose from the couch to dispose of the flowers when, suddenly he heard the jingle of keys and the jiggle of the doorknob. The door creaked slowly, he turned, wiping his eyes. Samantha had returned. Joe smiled looking at the sky, mouthing the words "Thank you", along with "I'll try to make church this Sunday". Samantha looked at him and then glanced down at the flowers. Her face was blank. His face was red. She was wet from the rain. He didn't know what to say. His heart raced. He turned around and began to walk to the kitchen. Samantha stood, dripping at the door of his apartment. He long brown hair was swooped to one side and she inhaled deeply. "i thought you left", he said with his back to her. He tried not to show his face, he didn't want her to see the tears. Samantha's olive faced turned bright red. She stood about 5'2" and had the widest brown eyes. She folded her dainty little arms. The tears were building like hurricane waters behind a floodgate. Finally, the floodgate broke. "You asshole", she said, "I just came back for my Nutella anyway". "I want everything of mine out of your house". Joe squinted his eyes, fighting the tears. They had shared that apartment for a year and a half. It wouldn't be the same without her. "Fine", he said. "What were the flowers for?", she asked. "Someone I used to know", he responded. "Well", she said as she walked to the kitchen, "She was pretty damn smart if she left". She slammed the cabinet door, grabbing the Nutella. She began to make her way to the front door. Joe couldn't swallow his pride and say how he felt. He was watching the best thing in his life, his world, his everything walk out of his life. "You're not the only person in this relationship who ever felt alone", he muttered. As she was opening the door, she stopped. "I'm just the first to admit it", she said,"I am the only person in this relationship that can do that! Talk and feel and not party all damn night! It doesn't matter if you aren't cheating, I'm still here, waiting for you. It doesn't matter if a bird crapped on you and that upset you, I should still know. I'm not afraid of my feelings". Joe turned to face her, but it was her back that he faced. "Stay with me, I know we can make this work. I'm an asshole, a jerk, and I know I don't give you what you need all the time, but please..", he said as he walked toward her. She stood, bordering between his apartment and the outside hallway. She felt his warm arms wrap around her. She felt the warm drops on her face. "Just tell me you'll stay", he whispered. He kissed her head as the tears rolled down his cheek. "I can be there, Sammy". Samantha pushed away from him, fully in the hall. "I have to go", she said as she turned away from him. She took two steps. Joe's floodgates broke. Samantha turned to face him. "It's hard to believe where we are now. You're arms around me, feels right somehow", she said. Joe looked up, tears and all. "It's almost perfect baby, promise you won't leave now", he said. Samantha wiped her eyes. She gave a half smile. "I got to go. I need to think". "What about..", Joe stopped. He knew he had to let her do what she needed. She turned and began to walk away. Joe closed his apartment door. He walked to the kitchen for a glass of water. He looked down at the counter top. He noticed the flowers were short one. He had brought an assortment, all Samantha's favorites. He noticed the pink rose was gone. He smiled. The day they met, they met because of a pink rose. The two had collided at a restaurant, stuck together by a pink rose. He gave her a oink rose on their first date. Samantha's mother had been buried with a pink rose pendant. She had a tattoo of a pink rose on her left shoulder. That was her top choice in floral design. Joe smiled. "Like Batman", he muttered, "Leaving a symbol". Just as batman had the bat light, Joe and Samantha had the pink rose.
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Guys, I'm really sorry because I have been caught uo with other things in my life, so I haven't had much time, BUT I PROMISE, there are stories coming soon.!!
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Are u posting still?
yes. Sorry, just been caught up with some other things.
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Very upset, my post was deleted.
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More fics coming soon, just been tired. Writing in process. :)
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Can u do 1 where Nick is raising his girlfriend's daughter thinking its his but it turns out 2 be Joe's because he dated her first? I think that would be very cool. And shocking.
oooo, yes. My mind will began wondering and building the story :)
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I want to know how people react to the fics. 
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Do u allow suggestions for stories???
Yes, I sure do :). Just put it in the ask box. :)
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So  i know I have't posted that many, but tell me what you guys think. :)
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I feel like writing something else
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When does "The Next" premiere?
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