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I'm rather confused.

I mean, I'd understand the Westboro Baptist Church's motives of being at a One Direction concert if they were gay, but they're not... So...

What the actual fuck WBC?

Also, Harry Styles is a very well spoken and eloquent human being. Cheers to him for standing up for what he believes in in a polite and non-vindictive manner. Cheers, Styles.

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So now that it's summer...

I just so happen to get sick. I'm currently bouncing between "I need all the blankets in the whole world" and "I need to take a swim in Antarctica" all while having a murderous headache.

Alana, stop rambling, you are probably thinking. But I have a point, I swear. I'm very well aware that it's update Thursday, and I'm going to do my veeerrryyyy best to write and upload one for you all, but should I succumb to cold medicine and the beauty of naps and not update, you know why.

That being said, I'm going to try to continue a draft of a preference while I'm still awake and feeling relatively good.

Sorry my immune system sucks, everyone. I love you all!

xx, Alana

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Guardian Chapter 1

When my eyes fluttered open, the emerald eyes were still there. Then again, so was the spinning world behind them. I shut them hard, trying to get them to focus on something, anything. Looking again, I saw those green eyes went along with perfect pink lips, long lashes, and brown curly hair. 

"You're awake," the owner of those eyes whispered.

"Where am I?" The sound of my voice was coarse enough to grimace at - whether it be from pity or surprise. All around me was white. White walls, white curtains lining the only window, white sheets that felt of nothing but starch as my skin scraped against them. 

"The hospital," he replied. "I brought you here last night." There was something about this boy that was so intensely familiar but I couldn't have said why. His voice was deep and slow, like a new indie song. "I'm Harry."

"Karlee."

"Karlee," Harry repeated, as if he were testing the name out. His eyebrows were knitted in either confusion or concern - I guessed the latter of the two. "What happened to you last night?" Faint flashes of dark figures erupted in my mind.

"I don't really remember," I told him, wanting to dismiss the subject. Harry sighed deeply, kitting his hands together in what I figured was a nervous habit. 

"I called the police," he offered. "I think they'll be here soon-"

"Is she awake yet, mate?" asked a boy, entering the room. He was followed by another, and another until there were five including Harry. In my mind, I recognized them as popstars. One Direction. International sensations. The exact people I was looking for.

"Yeah," Harry replied. "Karlee just woke up." Each of them examined me with their eyes, unfamiliar and yet for some reason kind. "I was just telling her how I called the police and everything." The boy with blue grey eyes and feathery brown hair - Louis - bent down closer to me as if he was attempting to stare into my soul.

"So what happened to you for you to end up like this, love?" he asked, his accent flowing off of his tongue. My situation from the night before was clearer now. 

"You wouldn't believe me," I told them. But Louis just raised an eyebrow my way, encouraging me to continue. "A week ago I went on a usual walk by myself... It wasn't anything out of the ordinary, I just went on my typical path. And the next thing I know, I'm in a plain room with these men. But they weren't normal. It was like they were made out of shadows or something..." As I looked at the boys for reaction, I found all of them avoiding any eye contact with me. Of course, I expected this to happen. "You don't believe me." Liam's head jolted up in a quick remorseful manner.

"No no," he said, "it's just that... Maybe you're just in shock." I looked to Zayn. His dark eyes were studying mine in an intense focus. The way the light illuminated his face was eerie in this sense. He looked increasingly more serious the longer I looked at him.

"I don't think she's lying with this," he announced. 

"Because I'm not," I muttered. 

"Do you have any family? Anyone I could call for you?" Harry asked, dismissing Zayn's comment. 

"An eighteen year old kicked out of the foster care system has no such thing." At this, Harry sighed deeply, looking to his comrades for anything. So the question of where I would go after being released from the hospital stood in the air. I was able to see the question written in their eyes as they looked back and forth to each other. She can't be by herself, they said, it's not safe... And such nonsense.

"You can stay with me," Niall said finally. "I mean, if you want. It's not safe for you to go back to where you were alone... And since you don't have anyone else..."

"Okay," I replied. The Irishman half-smiled as if he were unsure of the words that flowed out of his mouth. And in the corner of my eye, I saw the shadows.

They were waiting.

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Yorksir should choose me because I'm super awkward and actually sometimes have funny and witty responses to stuff. So that's always awesome. AND OH MY GOSH MY NAME'S ALANA TOO

I'm rubbish at making people laugh (as that often happens by my many misfortunes) so I sincerely apologize for my lack of skill in this area...

But what does a nosey pepper do?

He gets jalapeno business.

That's actually my favorite joke ever so...(:

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Guardian Prologue

Faster.

My feet pounded against the wet pavement, stinging in pain as the skin made contact. My lungs ached from the frigid air, matching the seemingly almost frozen tears running down my cheeks. But even the immense pain couldn't stop my escape. I knew they were inevitably close to catching me. They had to be just steps behind me - just steps from shredding my skin. 

I had just allowed myself to believe that maybe I had fully escaped, fully ensured at least another day of life. Then I stumbled forward, slamming against the concrete below. There was a crack and a sharp pain in the arm I landed on, and warm blood flowing out of my knee. It coated the surrounding skin at an alarming rate and I knew I was done for. But still I picked myself up, ignoring the pain shooting up from my leg and arm. I glanced back just for a moment - just to see if I still had a chance - and they were gone. Relief pumped in my veins, but even that was short lived as I collided with another body. A boy, I soon realized. A tall boy with impossibly curly hair. 

"Oh my god," he breathed. "Are you okay?" His emerald eyes flickered from my dirty face, my bloody leg, unnatural arm, and back. 

"Don't let them get me," I pleaded before the world before me spun into a fury of pain, darkness, and the green of his eyes.

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will u be updating soon? i really love your writing!! :)

Ahhh, thank you! I’ll be updating as soon as I’m able, but I still have a week and a half days of school left, so it’ll be difficult.

Tonight, I think I may write a prologue of a fanfiction I’m thinking of writing. But after that every Tuesday and Thursday there’ll be a new preference/one shot, and every Saturday there’ll be a fanfiction update should I decide to write it. Thank you for reading, love!(: