Gold Forever

Chapter 26: What the fuck are you wearing?

Louis’ POV

                “Thanks mum that was so good.” I said, pushing in my chair and bringing my plate to the sink. After my heart to heart with Lydia yesterday I decided to spend the day with my family. Now that dinner was over I assumed the twins would be in bed soon and I was hoping I could hop over to Lydia’s for a movie.

                “No problem babe,”

                “Look I think I’m gonna head over to the Miller’s”

                “Okay bring your key because I should be turning in soon.” She said. I hummed a response and grabbed my phone and my key before making my way into Lydia’s backyard. Its an understatement to say I was surprised by what I saw.

                “Lydia what the fuck are you doing?!” I hissed into the night, you could see my breath. Lydia, who had been slowly descending the tree house ladder whipped her head around to see me.

                “Louis?!” She asked, startled before falling the remaining four feet to the ground.

                “Shit” I cursed under my breath before sprinting over and helping her up.

                “Louis what the hell are you doing out here?” She asked

                “I should be asking you the same question.”

                “I asked first.” She sneered.

                “I thought it was painfully obvious I was going to yours.” I pointed out. I couldn’t be sure with the lack of light, the fact that her mouth was partially open, and the temperature but I think Lydia blushed at this. I took the opportunity to take in her entire appearance. That’s how I knew she was not on her way to my house.

                “LYDIA WHAT THE FUCK ARE YOU WEARING?”

                “Will you shut your mouth my mom will hear!” She hissed at me.

                “Not if you don’t tell me why your out- without a jacket – in a —this!” I gestured towards her outfit. She straightened up a bit in defense.

                “I’m going out.” She stated obtusely.

                “Like hell you are.” I spat grabbing her arm. I couldn’t help but wonder if this was a dream. I’ve never seen Lyd looking skanky and now what? Sneaking out late behind her moms back?

                “I am.” She yanked her arm away. “I don’t have time for this right now Louis, they’re waiting. You’re not my father. Just be my best friend and cover for me or something okay? I’ll text you or something.” She waved her phone at me before trying to dash away.

                “Lydia where are you going?” I whispered seriously.

                “I’ll explain tomorrow.” And then she was gone.

Lyd’s POV 

(Weeks earlier- A couple days after Lydia left London and Louis went to Harry’s house. Two days after Janice invited her to sleep over and she told herself to ‘get a life’.)

                “Its October 3^rd.” Katy told Aaron in a hushed voice.

                “GOD AARON SHOULDN’T YOU KNOW THAT ALREADY?” I yelled at the screen mean girls was playing on while shoving a spoon full of chocolate ice cream into my mouth. This had been me since I told Janice I couldn’t go to the sleepover. Party. I must really look like hell right now. My baggy sweater is almost completely off my  left shoulder and I’m 76 percent sure I’m positioned so you can see a strip of my granny panties under my ugly ass Sofie shorts. Holla at me boys. My phone is currently lighting up with all the messages I’m receiving. If only they could see me now, I thought. Hating myself for it, I turned my head away from the movie for a moment to peek at myself in the mirror. I look like a fucking zombie. Mascara and shit all over my face. Urgh whatever. Oh did I forget to mention its nine in the morning.

                “Lydia Miller what on earth is wrong with you?! I can hear you screeching from my bedroom! You are not eating that stuff in the morning young lady.” She said sternly, snatching the ice cream out of my hand causing me to look dumb with an empty spoon stuck in my mouth. “Now, I just got off the phone with Marie” Eleanor’s Mom. “Whats this about a sleepover you passed up on?”

                “Eleanor’s mother snitched on me?” I asked almost comically.

                “Don’t be childish she just said that El missed you there and I was curious why I heard nothing of it.” I only shrugged the issue seemed minimal to me. “Aww has my poor baby finally realized she’s in love with Louis Tomlinson and is sinking into a depression.” I groaned in anger.

                “Mom this is how normal teenagers act you’re lucky I have a best friend like Louis so I don’t always act like this.” I rolled my eyes. Not the brightest thing anyones ever done. The TV screen went  black as my mom ripped each plug out of the outlet.

                “Mum!!”

                “Go out with your friends today your gonna have school soon and you don’t want to seem like an unsocial person. Go out have fun.” My Mom looked at me lovingly before leaving the room. Little did she know she just gave me the worst advice possible.

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Heyyy everyone,

I’m Margaret and I write a one direction fan fic. ive been getting pretty busy lately and I barely ever get to update :( I was wondering if maybe someone wanted to co-own the account and help me write the story we can come up with ideas together and help edit and stuff like that. Read my stories to see if you like it then shoot me a message and let me know! Thanks. xx

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Words Meet Heartbeats

Chapter 36: Here

Nat’s POV                    

                    I faced shocked wide eyes and open mouths.

                    “Who?” Niall joked but his expression made it clear he knew who I had met.

                    “No! No no no no,” Zayn said. “No way!” 

                    “Did he hurt you?” Louis asked sternly. I pulled my eyebrows together.

                    “Why would he hurt me?” I asked. Lou shrugged.

                    “Seems like a bloke with anger management issues.” I laughed hard. I couldn’t believe I met him.. Kellin Quinn. The person who’s song were on a constant loop in my head, who’s lyrics were etched into my heart. He was in front of me! His number is in my front pocket. 

                    “Nat? Natalie?! Are you okay?” Harry’s voice pulled me out of the dream like state. My eyes widened. 

                    “I MET KELLIN QUINN!” I shouted… and then I screamed on the top of my lungs.

                    “I wonder if this is how our girls act over us..” Lou muttered to Harry.

                    “Natalie! Nat shut your mouth!” Liam yelled at me, tackling me back with a hand over my mouth. We listened silently for a moment, as if expecting the people in the room next to us to barge over and knock on the front door before calling the police. No such noise was made and Liam hopped away from me.

                    “Well! wheres his number?” Harry asked expectantly. I pulled the napkin out of my pocket and looked at it. 

                    “He wrote it on this, I’m gonna keep it fo- Harry give it back!” I shrieked at him. Reaching blindly for the napkin. I was too late, he was across the room and Zayn and Niall had both of my arms holding me back. Louis had my cell in his hand, I felt satisfaction flow through me. 

                    “It’s dead.” I informed him smugly. He groaned disappointedly and set it down. Harry glared at me for a moment before shrugging. 

                    “Let her go,” He muttered carelessly. My arms were released and I chuckled.

                    “Thank you boys,”

                    “Do you think he’s gonna ask you out?” Zayn asked as I lay down, my back on the floor. 

                    “Ya know… I’ve pictured this day my entire life. I thought about what I would say, what he would say… I don’t know.” I sighed. “Maybe he wouldn’t want a girl like me.” I stared at the ceiling as if it were Kellin himself, trying to decipher wether of not he would take me on a date. Somewhere a few feet away I heard Niall plugging my phone into a charger.

                    “Oh yeah? And what is a girl like you then?” Harry wondered aloud.

                    “Not sure…” I muttered. “Average, lanky, blonde, british, fan.” I listed.

                    “Pfft. Average.” Zayn scoffed, rolling his eyes. I thought about it for a while but stopped myself, saying that I was reading too far into things. I should have given him my telly number.. I don’t wanna call him…

                    “Guyyyssss.” I whined a half hour later. “Im bored. This better not be our whole trip.”

                    “If by that you mean you complaining, then yes I completely agree.” Harry snapped, annoyed that I was interrupting his program. Suddenly surging with confidence I walked over to my phone and typed in Kellin’s number. Only Louis took notice. 

                    “What are you doing?!” He screeched. The other boys’ heads snapped up. 

                    “Calling Kellin,” 

                    “NO! You’ll sound desperate! Our Nat is NOT desperate!” My palms became sweaty.

                    “Hello?” Kellin answered. I was speechless.

                    “And then every boy will want—-” I raised my hand to point to the phone so Louis would stop talking. Harry understood.

                    “Say something” he hissed.

                    “H-h-hey, Is this Kellin? It’s Natalie Kealor.. I uh.. I bumped into you to-,”

                    “Oh hi Natalie! I was wondering when I’d be hearing from you..” He said slowly… kind of seductively… What ? no. Im not turned on.

                    “Heh.. well here I am. Well not here I am cause I’m not with you but here I am as in I am talking to you now as opposed to not talking to you before which was what I was doing when you-” Louis slapped an embarrassed hand on his forehead and I blushed red. Niall and Zayn looked quite amused and Harry and Liam anxious to hear the rest of the conversation. 

                    “I like your accent. We should hang out.”

                    “Wh-when?” 

                    “Tomorrow.”

                    “Sure! What time?” I asked as calmly as I could but my voice shook.

                    “Uh.. we’ll see. I’ll text you,” He said.

                    “Sounds great!” I said too eagerly. 

                    “Kay bye,” He said and the call ended. I was filled with a sweet feeling. 

                    “Bye..” I breathed dreamily even though he couldn’t hear me. I allowed my eyes to close. I opened them after a moment to see all the boys staring at me.

                    “Honestly?” Louis asked with raised eyebrows. I nodded grinning.

                    “Tomorrow…”

NO OFFENSE OR ANYTHING YOU CAN TAKE OFFENSE IF YOU’D LIKE. BUT LARRY IS, HAS BEEN, AND PROBABLY ALWAYS WILL BE A CROCK OF SHIT.

Harry and Louis are best friends and everyone thought it was funny to give them the nickname larry and now all this weird shit went down and youre making them uncomfortable!. Now bitches are running around saying that ‘louis was being mean’ ‘it was management’ ‘larry means a lot to people’ SHUT THE FUCK UP. god listen to their music and put a poster on your wall then shut your mouths if you have nothing good to say. youre ruining the fandom. thanks.

ZAYN CALLED HARRY SEXY THAT ZARRY MOTHAFUCKA EAT IT

Words Meet Heartbeats

Chapter 35: Fan Girl Mode

Natalie’s POV

              After the meeting I was pretty much shaking but I forced myself to stay out and about in town. I didn’t want to collapse from fan girling but I was pretty sure if I went home I would sew my hands to a carton of ice cream and then I’d be to fat to text Kellin. I went into some American stores I’d never heard of and some store we have back home. I spent a lot of money but I was therapy shopping? Is there even a budget for that? At six o’clock I was tired of shopping and went to Starbucks again, I never got to drink my thingy earlier and it made me sad. Bite me. 

              To Mandy: You will never guess who I met today! 

            From Mandy: Who! I don’t see who it could be since you already live with one direction -___-

              To Mandy: Shh I had to sign something to keep that a secret so stop talking about it! Anyway no it obvi wasn’t them, guess again

              From Mandy: Katy Perry?

              To Mandy: EW NO! ok whatever you’re a loser so I’ll just tell you.. KELLIN QUINN

              From Mandy: Oh… him

              To Mandy: love you too mands but fo reals -> my dream come true. HE GAVE ME HIS NUMBER

              From Mandy: Ahh have you texted him?!

              To Mandy: Im waiting long enough so I seem interested but not desperate

              From Mandy: Ahh I’ve taught you well! I have to go keep me posted! Make out with Zayn for me and take pictures of america you lard. xx

              To Mandy: You’re vulgar. I will, love you! xx

              Suddenly my phone exited temple run and shut off. I sighed, my phone always dies! I don’t even know if I brought my charger… Oh Well, I’ll steal Liam’s. I disposed of my starbuck’s cup and left the store. The sun was only just beginning to go down, casting shadows all over the city. It was humid and sticky so I found myself quickening my pace to get into the hotel. When I finally got to my room I took out my key card and stuck it in before pulling it out. The red light blinked. I tried again. I did this seven times before finally kicking the door. Right before I was about to turn around and get a new key from the lobby the door swung open. 

              “Natalie?” Louis asked.

              “No its santa” I replied, shoving past him into the room.

             “Did you lose your key?” Zayn asked from the couch where the rest of the boys were.

              “Nahh it wasn’t working… weird.”  I said. Liam chuckled and I raised my eyebrows.

              “We thought you were a crazy fan who figured out what room we were in,” He admitted. “Niall was hiding behind the couch.” Niall blushed pink and I laughed, and then sighed. I walked over to the couch and slumped down next to Liam who moved to sling his arm around my shoulders. Across from us Louis sat down next to Harry who didn’t seem to notice. He was staring at Liam. They seemed to be having a sect conversation telepathically. Suddenly I felt bored, I sprang up feeling light and carefree, I just wanted to go where the wind took me today. I skipped over to the window.

              “You sure bought a lot of clothes,” Harry said.

              “Mhmm..” I agreed, watching the cars on the street below. I heard a rustle of bags behind me. 

              “Hey Nat!” Harry called. I heard silent laughter behind me. I turned to see Harry wearing my new black lace bra over his tee shirt. I laughed so hard, I mean, too hard. When I finally stopped and wiped the tears out of my eyes the boys were looking at me funny.

              “You okay Nat?” Harry asked me, I respond with a loud laugh, I just couldn’t take I’m seriously with that bra on. “.. You usually yell at me for this kinda thing,” He said, grinning while unhooking my bra and throwing it back in the striped pink bag. I shrugged with a huge smile.

              “Nothing can bother me today!” I said. “Today is perfect” I began leaping around the room. I did a round off handstand and flipped my hair dramatically as if I were in a spy movie, which made Niall laugh. I plopped on Louis lap and he laughed.

              “Natalie you are so weird!” He said shaking his head.

              “Im not weird!” I said, he raised his eyebrows. “This would make me weird,”  I leaned in close and cupped his ear before whispering something very inappropriate.

             “NATALIE JANE!” He shouted, shoving me roughly off his lap so I landed on the floor.

             “What?! What did she say!?” Harry asked eagerly. I shook wildly with laughter, hugging myself on the floor. Louis shook his head at me and stood up walking to the kitchen. I sprang up after him, circling him in an inappropriate dance.

            “DON’T BE SO QUICK TA WALK AWAYY!” I sang/shouted, thrusting into his side. “I WANNA ROCK YOUR BODY, PLEASE STAY.” This time he couldn’t hold his laughter but he kept walking. “YOU DON’T HAVE TO ADMIT YA WANNA PLAY,” I sand that part like a pedophile just for the heck of it. I jumped on Louis, he squirmed but I had too good a hold on him. Thats when I started dry humping his back. “JUST LET ME ROCK YOU ‘TIL THE BREAK A DAY!” At this point the other four boys were pissing themselves. Louis fell sideways into the couch, knocking me off permanently but I didn’t care. I got back up and started dancing on a random chair.

              “Got time but I don’t mind

              just wanna rock you uhh

              I’ll have whatevaa you havee

              cummoonnlet’s give it a whirl

              See I’ve been-”

             Suddenly a pair of arms wrapped around me dragging me off the char, knocking the wind out of me.

              “WHO ARE YOU AND WHAT HAVE YOU DONE WITH NATALIE?!” Zayn yelled at me. The boys laughed more and I only grinned and started circling the couch while dancing, like I was in the sound of music.

              “Oh boys, I had the most magical day!” I said in a posh accent. I went to sit on Lou’s lap again but he gave me a threatening look so I plopped down on the ground indian style. I bit my lip.

              “Well go on, tell us.” Harry spat impatiently.

              “I meet a sex god who gave me his number!” I sang. The boys all grinned except for Harry who looked at Liam through narrow eyes. I looked at Liam too, to see what was wrong but her was only smiling as well. I smiled back.

              “Really, Natalie your acting like this, just because of some boy you met?” Zayn chuckled, raising his eye brows.

             “Oh no, Zayn not ‘some boy’ not even ‘Some american boy’ I met-” I leaned in with a foolish smile as if to tell them a secret. “Kellin Quinn.” I whispered.

Words Meet Heartbeats

Chapter 34: Ar-are you.. Kellin Quinn?

Liam’s POV

    I sat in the car and watched as Paul, Niall, and Louis walked towards the American DMV. They disappeared through the shabby gray doors and I sighed to myself. Today had already been a long day and it wasn’t nearly over yet. I thought about the comfy hotel bed. I envied that Natalie was probably still asleep, seeing as she hadn’t texted any of us yet. 

    “Thinking about Natalie?” A voice broke my revery. I looked over to see Harry looking at me with raised eyebrows. We had to stay in the car while Louis acquired a permit to drive for the video. Apparently there was supposed to be a car in the beginning blah, blah, blah. I glanced at Zayn who, big surprise, was asleep, his head resting against the window peacefully. My face had traces of shock and pretend confusion on it. 

    “I don’t know what you’re talking about?” I said unconfidently, looking out the window. Though I wasn’t looking at him it wasn’t hard to assume he rolled his eyes.

     “Well, it’s obvious you like her a lot mate” He said. My heart beat stuttered a second. Was that true? If it was, did I make it obvious? Do you think she knows I like her? Does she like me back?

     “We all like her a lot mate.” I pointed out, not looking at his face. Harry chuckled. 

     “Whats keeping you?”

     “What?” I asked, looking at his bored expression, confused.

     “From asking her out. Whats keeping you from asking her out?” He clarified. I thought about this for a moment. A moment too long, I guess, since this confirmed Harry’s accusations. He was smirking now.

     “Danielle, I guess.” I admitted quietly. A loud groan escaped Harry’s lips and his hands slapped against his face. 

     “Why!” he said a little loudly. I gave him a stern look, telling him to be quiet for Zayn. He rolled his eyes. “You’re broken up. You’re free!” He randomly made a butterfly with his fingers and had it fly away. 

    “I guess.. I just.. we were so in love. It doesn’t seem fair to Danielle for me to just dive into a relationship a moment after. I feel guilty because of the feelings I have for Natalie. Besides we live together.. if we break up it will suck. I don’t want to rush anything.” I explained. Harry’s face was hard when he said,

     “Thats not fair to Natalie,”

      “What do you mean?”

     “Its obvious she likes you too but with the way you’ve been acting lately. I mean you’ve practically avoided her, Li. Every minute you put it off… could be a minute too long.” We were quiet after that and I thought about what he meant. I could be too late to ask her out, the longer I wait. Someone could beat me to it.. I didn’t like the sound of that.

Natalie’s POV

     “Watch where you’re going!” The american accent cried.

     “Oh my god! I am so sorry! I wasn’t looking, I just- I couldn’t see!” I choked, shoving napkins from my pocket into his hand. We were on our feet now. I stared at his shirt, a white v-neck, now stained a pink color from my drink. He wore a hunter green beanie, his neck bent, hiding his face as he rubbed the brown napkins over his shirt. He sighed, a heavy sound, and looked up. Suddenly the breath was kicked out of me and I took in who was standing in front of me, who I had just body slammed.

     “YoU-you’re Kellin Quinn!” I exclaimed. He looked me up and down and a smirk grew on his face.

     “I am!” He said, mimicking my excitement. 

     “Oh M- Ca-can I get a picture?” I asked timidly, star struck. This isn’t exactly how I pictured meeting my future husband. He only shrugged, still wearing a smirk. I am standing next to the hottest person alive. He placed his hand on my waist, pulling us close as I took out my phone and snapped a picture of us. I looked at the picture and the large pink stain reminded me of what had just happened.

    “I-I can’t believe,— I mean I’m so so so sorry about your shi-”

    “Calm down, babe.” He chuckled, it sounded different when he called me babe than when Liam or Harry did. The american accent changed the term in someway I didn’t get.. but it was hot. “You’re not from around here are you?” He asked. I shook my head. “Britain?” His asked. I nodded, smiling brightly that I was talking to my favorite person on the planet. This is definitely one of my dreams, PINCH ME! His mouth formed an ‘O’ and he let out a sharp breath of surprise before clapping he hands together happily. “I can’t believe I have any fans over there,” he said, almost to himself. My mouth began to ache from how hard I was smiling but I couldn’t stop. “What’s your name?” He asked sweetly.

    “I’m Natalie,” I chirped.

    “Hmm.. Pretty name,” He muttered, looking away before grinning at me. “Pretty girl.” I blushed a furious red. He smirked. He grabbed my arm and pulled me aside so we were no longer in the middle of sidewalk traffic. “What brings you to LA?” He asked.

    “Oh I’m here with some friends who are here for work, They’re in a band actually.” I explained, he nodded.

    “Tour?”  

    “Video shoot,” I grinned.

    “Well Natalie, if you’re in town for a bit we should get together some time,” He said. My mind exploded into fireworks and the butterflies in my stomach multiplied by a thousand, threatening to spill out my mouth in the form of vomit. He noticed an extra napkin in my pocket and scribbled something down on it before placing it back in my pocket, boldly. “Thats my number, shoot me a text later.” He winked, then turned confidently and walked away. My heart regained a steady beat.

Her outfit again :http://www.polyvore.com/oh_damn/set?id=57389400

Words Meet Heartbeats

Chapter 33: Natasha

Natalie’s POV

    By one I had gotten changed into clothes acceptable for the day and had put make up on. I took out my iPhone and opened the ‘Maps’ app. I got the general lowdown on my current location. When I closed it I still knew nothing of what was around, only that I was in the smack center of the city in one of the nicest hotels money could pay for. I looked at my appearance in the mirror wondering if the bandeau-like shirt was too much. Did I look like a slut? I decided I didn’t care, I mean.. not in a racist way.. but aren’t american girls notorious sluts? Besides, I’m not used to this type of heat so its most likely the only time i’ll be able to wear this outfit. I left my hair hanging knotty and natural, hoping for a sexy, out-of-bed look. I’m pretty sure I got more of a homeless, I-haven’t-showered effect but oh well. I don’t know anyone in this country anyway.

     I snatched up my wallet and stuck the hotel key card along with my phone into it before leaving the hotel. I noticed a couple men checking me out on the way out. I found myself not caring. It was a sign I didn’t look gross. And american accents are hot. I pushed through the round door of the hotel and was met by overwhelming screaming. It died down at first when they realized my gender then one clear call rang out close to me.

     “IS THAT NATALIE KEALOR?!”

     “NATALIE!” 

     “WHERE ARE THEY?!”

     “IS LIAM WITH YOU?” 

     These were the only messages I could make out among the general roar of teen screaming. I felt a little threatened since Paul wasn’t near me, meaning the only thing between me and the mob were some thin poles of metal put up last minute by hotel security. I gave a nervous smile and a shy wave which met more screaming. I walked over to the closest group of girls cautiously, hoping not to get killed.

      “Natalie! Natalie!”

      “You’re here with the boys?!?” 

      “Ermm.. hello?” I said timidly, only hoping to tell them the boys were out. But my greeting seemed to be too much for the fan girls. I heard a bang of metal and cries of pain before I realized there were hand all over me.

      “Help!” I screamed hopelessly. I pulled free of their grasp long enough to find safety in the hotel lobby as six burly security details rushed out to tame the crowd. I was questioned briefly by a receptionist who claimed to be a part time nurse aside from her job at the hotel. She said I was fine and I decided to go on with my day.. through the back door.

     Once there was distance between me and the hotel I remembered I was supposed to text the boys. I quickly took out my phone and saw a text from Louis.

From Louis: BABY YOU LIGHT UP MY WORLD.

     Gosh this boy was so strange.

To Louis: Morning to you too, Lou. Im walking about the city :P Don’t wait up x.

      I joked, obviously I’d be home at an apropriate time.. maybe. My phone them buzzed with a twitter update. It was a Liam tweet.

@Real_Liam_Payne: In L.A. with the lads didnt get 2 c the fans this morning sory. Hope u r still hapy with the single meetings all day fun 2morow .xxxx 

     I retweeted it then composed a tweet of my own.

@Nat_Kealor: los angeles! some 1d fans.. surprised me this morning it was.. interesting? haha hope to do some shopping! avidazen x

     My phone buzzed only an instant later, a mention.

@Harry_Styles: @Nat_Kealor morning?

     I rolled my eyes and looked up as I crossed the street brushing past people on my way to a Starbucks my phone told me was five minutes away. Once I was safe on the side walk again I looked down to my phone to see the trends. Two caught my eye.

 #NatInTheUS and Kellin has writers block 

       I didn’t bother with the first one assuming it was just some gossipy rumors about how ‘harry brought me along with them to LA because we’re secretly together’ or ‘shes only living with them because she has a big part in this music video’. I don’t have time for rumors and stupidity. I clicked on the Kellin Quinn one and my phone was redirected to a website. I picked my head up from the screen again as I walked into the Starbucks and was assaulted by a heavenly blast of air conditioning. I was also happy to see there was no line.

      “Hi, can I have a venti passion fruit ice tea sweetened?” I ordered. The man at the counter raised his eyebrows impatiently which I thought was rude since they usually ask for your name but maybe all americans are rude in this way. “Natalie” I said. I took a seat next to the window and looked down to my phone where the page had loaded.

Screemo Band Member Quinn Has Confessed to Album Delay Due To Writer’s Block.

Young singer or ‘screamer’ Kellin Quinn of underground band Sleeping With Sirens who talked of an album before Halloween confesses to a delay due to a ‘severe case of writers block’. 25 year old Quinn admits “I’ve never had it this bad, usually the music just comes to me but right now I have no inspiration.. I feel like I’m disappointing the fans but the band has agreed to push back the album release date as we only want to give our follower quality music.” We aren’t sure music is the right word for what he does but the fans really are disappointed. One 16 year old girl from New York posts on our twitter “Life is over! I will cry myself to sleep every night their album is not on my ipod”. Upon asking for further comment SWS’s manager puts in “kellin is young and has been feeling stressed over the album which is bound to cause a block. He is currently taking some time off in California to just chill out and hopefully put together some of the ideas he’s been looking for.” Well, thats that. Good luck Quinn.

   By the end of the article I was fangirling so hard it was a surprise I noticed the grumpy worker call my order. I didn’t even mind that the name on my cup spelt out ‘Natasha’. When I walked out of the shop and into the blazing heat my eyes were still glued to my phone. I could only think ‘I’m in the same state as Kellin at this moment’. I could hear his voice saying ‘I have no inspiration’ in my head. And thats when I body slammed right into someone and wound up on the pavement.

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