#ofalwaysyours

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Danielle: Please tell me you're free to talk. @ofalwaysyours

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He was meant for greatness, he was going to go on and become this big star (rightfully so) and enjoy the life that he had worked so hard for. But she? She wasn't going to be a part of it. She could see the headlines now, 'Rising star Ed Sheeran shacking up with that? Read more on page seventeen!'. He was meant to be someone and she was just... Alice. Nothing special about her. He wanted this big life for himself and fuck, she wanted it for him. But she didn't want this life, not for herself. She wasn't thinking the night she told him to kiss her, no that's not true. She was, just not clearly. She pauses just as her door opens and in walks the very person she was thinking of, "I can't do this." The words slipped before she could say anything else and she picked up her pacing, refusing to meet his eyes. "I... I don't want this." She wanted him, but with him came the lack of privacy. "You - you're meant to be something and I'm nothing." Nothing. She meant nothing, she would never mean anything and he -- he was so much more than she could give him. "I shouldn't have told you to kiss me. I should of just.. -- I can't." She shakes her head, daring to look at him as she stops a healthy distance away. "I can't do this." She repeats, "I don't want this." | @ofalwaysyours

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Holding in what he's been thinking of doing for awhile now wasn't doing him any good. If anything, it was just making him... intolerable. He needed to talk to someone about it. And that's what led Zayn to the front door of Louis' and Harry's apartment. He decided that he'd tell Harry first - out of the lot of them, he felt like Harry would be able to understand more than the rest. Harry possessed the same independence that Zayn had and it surprised the male that he hasn't yet to leave the band himself. He didn't bother knocking as he walked into the apartment (there wasn't anything he hasn't seen before). "Harry?" He calls, "Lou? Someone home?" And right away, Zayn made himself at home, grabbing himself a drink from the fridge while he waited. | @ofalwaysyours

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He didn't know where he was running to, or what exactly he was running from. It wasn't as if the male could run from himself, no, he was stuck with him as long as there was air in his lungs. He spent a few hours running around London, willing his mind to just... clear up. And another hour later, he's walking into the shared apartment with Louis. He was quiet as he walked in, it was still early and Harry had no doubt Louis and Danielle were sleeping. And there was that guilt again. Swallowing it down, Harry's feet carried him to Louis' room. Stop, stop, stop. The tiny voice repeated in his mind, yet Harry didn't stop. Quietly, he opens the door, pauses and thinks for a minute. He knew what was inside, Louis and Danielle, likely cozied up just as he was with Taylor not more than a few hours ago. A breath is loosed before he changes his mind, gently closing the door with a click. A shower, he needed to shower. Cold, hot, he didn't fucking care. Making his way to the bathroom, Harry looked up when he heard the padding of footsteps and hues met with Louis' in the dark hallway - "Did I wake you?" | @ofalwaysyours

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Guilt, longing, grief, anger and even more guilt kept Harry awake at night while Taylor slept peacefully beside him. He inhales a deep breath, curls falling over his eyes as he looks to the sleeping beauty next to him. She was perfect, and him? Fuck, she deserved so much better than him. Gently, he runs the pad of his finger along her jawline, then down the slope of her nose and gently over the softness of her lips. Lips, Harry could get lost in kissing for hours if she allowed him. For a few long seconds, Harry's emerald hues stay on the blonde, the moonlight that cracked through the curtains casting upon her porcelain features. He gently moves closer to her, and in doing so, pulls her closer to him, pressing lips to her forehead before he rests his chin atop her head, fingers making lazy shapes in her skin. "You have no idea how much I love you." The words were quiet in the night, and Harry knew she was asleep but he said it anyways. The love coated his tone, but mixed in there was the guilt and the grief that he kept to himself. His hand flattens on the low of her back, running along her hips, then to her stomach. "So, so much." The words were a whisper before placing another kiss to her head. And gently, Harry moved from the bed hoping to not wake her up in the midst. He had too much on his mind, and he needed to go for a run. Getting changed into his workout clothes, Harry quietly made his way out of the house and went for a run. He didn't know how much time had passed until he's walking back into her place, "Love? Are you awake?" | @ofalwaysyours

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She wouldn't say she was a bad influence but she wasn't a good influence either. She started working at the age of twelve in an independent film that was filmed in her hometown alongside her brother, and from there she grew to love it. Even made up a five year business plan to convince her parents to let her pursue this career. And from then on, she's been throwing herself into every project, walking red carpets, being dubbed as a sex symbol - but she wanted to have fun to. Hence the excessive parties, and the drugs that mostly accompanied it. Though from time to time, Sydney just wanted to chill. She was invited to a party and while she wouldn't partake in the drugs part of it, she would indulge in some drinks here and there. Sat by the poolside, drink in hand, Sydney's hues followed the noises of screaming and a splash - someone had gotten thrown into the pool, and with them, went a handful of people. Hues moved from the scene and landed on Luke. "Here for the party or business?" A perfect brow arches. However, her eyes caught movement behind Luke and she zoned in, teeth sinking into the flesh of her cheek. A dedicated fan? A crazy stalker? She didn't know, but she did know that they always seemed to be wherever she was. "Why don't you have a seat? I'm sure your customers can wait." She returns her gaze to Luke, keeping her face set in a calm, and by the God's she hoped he could read the look in her eyes as she silently pleaded he stay for a few. | @ofalwaysyours

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Candice wasn't exactly happy with the news that Zayn had shared and he couldn't exactly blame her. He'd also be upset if the roles were reversed. But he had made her a promise, and he intended to hold true to the very promise. And he had a friend in need. He could help Kali and keep his word to Candice. Zayn wished he could say he successfully avoided the paparazzi on his way to Kali's but he had not. The second the man walked out of his door, they were waiting for him on the street. Thank god the doorman didn't let them into the building though. Finding Kali's room, Zayn raised his hand and knocked on the door, waiting for the brunette to answer. | @ofalwaysyours

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"Alright, so I know I don't live here and I don't want to be that girlfriend but -- Christmas is coming up and this place needs to be... festive." She had barely glanced down from the ladder she was atop (because she was not blessed with the tall gene), hues meeting with Louis as he walked in. She needed something to do, keep her mind and thoughts at bay and her hands busy. The woman has had a lot on her mind. Work, upcoming projects, red carpet visits, the fact that she was late. She shook her head, clearing those very thoughts before speaking up again. "I think, for Christmas I'll get all of you a dictionary with the word 'break' highlighted." Her lips twitch up into a smile as she reaches to hang up a snowflake. "How was the studio?" She didn't actually know if that's where he had gone, she only assumed because they spent a lot of their time there, and both he and Harry were gone. | @ofalwaysyours