#anotherfxinglovesong

[lovingantidote-a]

❀― 𝐜𝐥𝐨𝐬𝐞𝐝 𝐬𝐭𝐚𝐫𝐭𝐞𝐫 𝐟𝐨𝐫 @anotherfxinglovesong​

          𝐓𝐇𝐄 𝐁𝐄𝐋𝐋𝐄𝐙𝐙𝐀 𝐂𝐎𝐔𝐋𝐃 𝐏𝐑𝐀𝐂𝐓𝐈𝐂𝐀𝐋𝐋𝐘 𝐅𝐄𝐄𝐋 the anxious thoughts swimming around in her head as she drove herself and harry to her boyfriend, nate’s, house to break up with him. it wasn’t the act of breaking things off with him that was making her anxious ―― no, she needed to do this, and get herself out of there. what was making her anxious, though, was the thought of harry going inside her ( soon-to-be ex ) boyfriend’s house. she recalled how her boyfriend had reacted the other times she had tried to break up with him, and it wasn’t pretty. she didn’t want harry to get hurt  ―― or to see her get hurt. just thinking about that made bile rise up in her throat. swallowing it back down, she parked in nate’s driveway before turning to face harry. 

❝ are you sure you want to come in with me ? ❞ she asked him, gnawing on her bottom lip ( a nervous tick of hers ) as she looked into harry’s eyes and took his hand in her smaller one. ❝ i-i mean, i just... the-the last time i tried to break up with him, he tried to hurt me and i-i just don’t want you to see him hurt me, or for you to get hurt. ❞ she explained, trying to maintain her breathing so she wouldn’t end up having a panic attack right there in front of him.

[watcrmclonsugar]

destiny doesn’t know how it had gotten two this, five years ago she and indigo were inseparable and completely in love. they had done so much together and she felt like they would be together forever. but now it was like they were strangers in their own home. he was never home anymore, always at work. they haven’t had sex in months. she felt like she was losing the love of her life and now was sinking into a depression. 

indigo was the best thing that had ever happened to her and he was all she had. she had ran away from home and had nothing til she found him. now they were sitting at a table, having dinner for the first time together in what feels like a year. she was quiet, the sadness was clear on her face. she had barely touched her food. she finally looked up at him for the first time that day. “ --- i think i’m going to go to bed early. i don’t feel well.” she said quietly as she took her plate and brought it to the sink to clean it. @anotherfxinglovesong​

[lxttleme]

@anotherfxinglovesong​

“Char!” Dylan giggled, following behind her daughter. The little girl, who was a clone of her father, tugged on her mother’s hand, pulling her toward the classroom. Once she reached the closed door, her white buckled shoes clapped against the ground as she jumped. Her pigtails bounced as her eyes poked over the bottom of the window looking inside. Dylan stood outside watching her few a few moment before giving in, “Okay. Okay. Let’s go say hi.” The young mother tugged the door open, her daughter quickly dropping her hand and running toward the teacher, “Okay sure. You go. I’ll just, I’ll be here then.” she mumbled to herself, looking around to see what the other parents were doing. It wasn’t like the twenty two year old had done this thing before.

[voiceofsilenceandsound]

Falling apart while being pulled together. (Anothefxinglovesong)

Their marriage hadn’t been good in several months. They had talked about divorce several times. They were both near their breaking points, and she was terrified. She held the 3 positive pregnancy test and the paper work from her obgyn in her hands. She was wracking her brain over how to tell him. She heard the front door open and she took a deep breath.

[eurithixm]

@anotherfxinglovesong

If Niall was completely honest with himself, he should’ve been prepared for the moment he would run into Zayn again. Though there is nothing that prepares you for when you run into someone quite LITERALLY in the middle of a busy street. There were some situations though that Niall could handle. Fans and the media he could handle. He spent years in the spotlight as part of One Direction, he’d grown used to the attention. But standing here in front of someone he had once considered to be family, yeah he was not ready for that. But now here he was, phone screen now likely cracked after he had dropped it, staring in shock at the older lad who looked just as shocked to see him as he was. “I uh, sorreh fer runnin’ inta ye like tha’. Wasn’ lookin’ where I was goin’ but uh..” Niall had never felt so damn awkward in his life. He wasn’t entirely sure he enjoyed that feeling either. “I uh..” Cat got your tongue Horan? Well this just got even more awkward. He thought he should probably just leave but then that’d make him seem rude and yeah that made him cringe a little. His mother would beat him over the head for being rude. Just talk to him you idiot! You know Zayn! This isn’t some stranger on a street! Though really they were practically strangers. He doesn’t know the person Zayn is today. Only who Zayn used to be. Though, was that just Zayn pretending? Niall honestly wasn’t sure anymore. “Ye’re uh lookin’ good. How’s the family?” he asked, looking down at his feet. How’s the family? Really Horan? That’s the first real thing you’re going to say to him after nearly 4 years? 

[chancetoprepare-blog]

closed / @anotherfxinglovesong

they had just finished off the last show before their day break, roughly 10 pm now, flooding into the hotel room past a pushed open door and bringing some of the buzz from the concert with them, as always. harry is silent as he walks in, only a clearing off his throat (fuck hay fever, really) and the dropping of his carry on bag along with his phone being placed on the small space between the hotel tv and the small table holding it. they were lucky, he often thinks, that they get to stay in such nice places. he remembers in the beginning it was a lot less nice, but they were so thrilled by simple things (like free cheez-its and water on the hotel counters) and unlimited tv channels. 

he’s bending over shuffling through his bag (in a desperate mission to find a hair tie) when he turns vaguely to louis, “could you turn a light on?”

[balefulroses]

✧┆ starter ⊱ @anotherfxinglovesong

          𝓒harlie had done a lot of babysitting in her life. she wasn't nervous about taking care of bear. liam needed help for a few hours and she would gladly step in. what she was nervous about was liam. ever since harry had gotten famous on the xfactor charlie was teased about her school girl crush on liam. did he remember ?? it wasn't as if she still had feelings for him. plus, she was in the middle of her transition at the time and that made her more insecure than ever. charlie ignored the thoughts as she got out of her lyft and upon her arrival at the doorstep she knocked quietly. just in case bear was asleep. when the door opened she presented liam with her biggest smile.   ❛ hey, how're you ?? ❜  

[blasphcme]

! ; for @anotherfxinglovesong ;; from Art.

“Yeah, I’m sure it’s the alternator,” Art said as he leaned back and out from under the hood. “I’m real sorry sir, I thought it might be the battery, but it’s testin’ just fine.” He gave a sympathetic look to the man who stood before him, who was almost tall enough to defy imagination. 

“I think I got one that’ll fit your van, but it’s gonna be a few hours before I’ll get this one out and the other one in.” He pursed his lips nervously, pushing the brim of his baseball cap out of his eyes. “That okay?” 

He was sweating a little more than normal; it wasn’t every day his customers were this exceptionally handsome. They certainly didn’t make them like this out here. Art averted his gaze quickly; in the deep south it was best to not get caught looking.