laxchick28

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Heyy I'm Maddie. I'm completely in love with One Direction! Follow me on instagram: NoOneButNiall :)
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I'm out of touch,
I'm out of luck.
I'll pick you up when you're getting down.
And out of all these things I've done,

>>I think I love you better now.<<


 




They say, "She's in the class A team."
Stuck in her daydream,
Been this way since eighteen.
But lately, her face seems
Slowly sinking, wasting,
Crumbling like pastries.
And they scream,
"The worst things in life come free to us."
Cause we're just under the upperhand,
Go mad for a couple grams.
And she don't wanna go outside tonight.
Cause in a pipe, she'll fly to the motherland,
And sell love to another man.
>>It's too cold outside for angels to fly.<<

 

 


It's hard to act so strong, when you are really so weak.

Weep for yourself, my man,
You'll never be what is in your heart.
Weep, little lion man,
You're not as brave as you were at the start.
Am I supposed to be happy with all I ever wanted?
It comes with a price.

Living With An


Open Heart

A story by LaxChick28

Chapter 7:



*Keaton's Point of View* Our food came next. Way too soon. I wasn't done dancing with Mia. She had come closer and rested her head on my chest, my arms wrapped tightly around her. I didn't want to let go, but she walked towards the table. I quickly ran up to get her chair for her.
"You know I can handle my own chair?" She said, a grin spreading across her face.
"Well I'm the gentleman, it's my job." I said, smiling.
"So, Mr. Green, there are some things you still don't know about me." She said, changing the subject. Her face was more serious now, and I knew she wasn't going to tell me something happy.
"Go on...You can tell me anything, I'm really listening." I said to her.
"Well...my dad...he...he died. When I was 14. 3 years ago. He had brain cancer. It broke my mom's heart, and it tore me apart. I went into depression. I didn't talk, didn't eat, barely moved. All I did was write songs and play guitar for a year. I went to school, of course. But no one bothered to talk to me anymore. I had become so boring, so lifeless. It was like mentally, I was dead, gone. But physically, I was forced to go about my usual days. But that's not the worst of it, Keaton. I had a brother, too. He would have been 19 this year. 2 years older than me. A while after our dad died, his girlfriend of 3 years broke up with him. He, too, became depressed. But he still laughed, smiled, he seemed normal. Until one day, I came home from dance class to find him dead on the floor, surrounded by blood. That was when I really lost it..." She said as she pointed to her wrists, where faint scars were showing. "I tried to hide it for so long. I never told anyone. I was excited to move cause I thought I could get away from my old life by starting new. But there are some things you could never forget."
She finished talking.
I was speechless again, but this time it was different.
"Mia...I know this will never be enough, but I'm so, so, so, sorry. But you will never be alone again. Ever. I'm not going anywhere. Not even if you want me to...I'm here to stay. You are the strongest, most beautiful person I've ever met. And I think I'm in love with you. I really do."

*Mia's Point of View* By now, tears were running down my face. He was too good for me. He immediately got out of his seat and came and kneeled next to me, wrapping his strong arms around me tightly. I cried into his neck for what felt like years. I hated being so weak, I'm never like this. I put up walls, after the deaths. I told myself I'd never cry again, I'd show my dad and brother that I was strong, that even though I missed them, it wouldn't show. That's what they would have wanted. But I can't be strong. I'm not good enough.
I pulled my head out of his strong bubble. "Keaton... You don't want to be with me. I'm emotionally unstable... I'm broken. I'm not just going to be fixed. You are too good for me. You could be dating some supermodel who's 23 if you wanted. You're perfect...and I'm. I'm effed up." I said, between sobs and tears.
Expecting him to pull away, he only pulled me in tighter.
"Like I said before, I'm not leaving you. You will never ever be alone again. I'm making you a promise right now. I promise you, Mia Marie Mayberry. I'm never going to leave your side." He was serious, I could see it in his eyes.
He really has changed. He was a completely different person than the guy I met, who said he could get any girl. It hit me. I'm now his girlfriend. And honestly, it made me sooo happy.

Living With An


Open Heart

A story by LaxChick28

Chapter 6:



*Mia's Point of View* After opening my door, he came around behind me and put his hands over my eyes.
"I want it to be a surprise..." He said sweetly. My gosh, I'm really starting to like him.
"But...I'm wearing heels." I complained, but this really was not going to be easy.
"Take them off." He said, jokingly.
But I did just that. I took them off and held them in my hands.
He laughed and started walking me down through the woods.
"It's pokey out here, you sure you don't want to wear your shoes?" He asked, concerned for my feet's safety.
"I'll be fine. I'm a dancer, remember?" I said, laughing.
We stopped walking. He gently pulled his hands away from my eyes and rested them on my hips, still behind me.
I look around in awe. There was a violin quartet playing lovely music, and lights dangling from the trees. He had set up a whole table for two, and we even had a waiter. It was so beautiful, just like a fairytale.

*Keaton's Point of View*
"I can't believe you did this!!" She said as I pulled out her seat for her to sit down. I went around the table and sat down myself.
"Well you're worth it." I said, smiling at her.
She didn't look up from her menu, but I could see the smile on her face. I loved her smile.
"You know, Mia, I really do like you. A lot. From the moment I laid my eyes on you, I knew that I wanted you. But it wasn't until I spent this week talking to you that I really fell for you. Hard. And you were right, I was a player...I could get any girl. But you've made me realize that I don't want that anymore. I only want you. Now, and possibly forever. You're perfect." I just poured out my heart... I was scared for her reaction.
She lifted her hand and grabbed my hand with it. "Get up." She said, smiling.
I got up as she pulled me into the more open grass field. She put her arms around my neck and I placed mine carefully on her lower back, my arms around her waist. She began swaying me back in forth, right to the beat of the violins.
This light made her look so beautiful. Her eyes were brighter than ever as she stared right through mine. I couldn't help but smile at her. She was so perfect. We stayed like that for an hour. I didn't ever want to leave that moment. Just her, me, and the music.
She was finally letting me in. And I couldn't be happier.
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