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"I like to be a free spirit.
Some people don't like that.
But that's the way I am"<3
-Princess Diana
 Before I start rambling about myself. I just want to say, thanks for reading this. I know most wittian's skip the about me and go sraight to the quotes so It means a lot that you want to know who I am(:

So to start off, my name's Tori. Short for Victoria which is way too formal a name for me.
I'm fourteen years old, and I'm currently a freshman in highschool. I love Taylor Swift, Cady Groves, and One Direction with a burning passion<3

I'm on witty mainly because I love to write.

So before you take the time to read my stories, here's a bit more about me:

I love all the little things in life, I'm a dreamer, I love big sweaters, cats, food, glasses, and guys who wear plaid. I tend to be a little bit louder than I should be. I run x-country, do lacrosse, tennis, and occasionally golf. Sad movies make me cry. Irish step dance is my life<3 I love having days at home spent listening to music and staring out the window. Sunset's make me happy, as do walks on the beach. My perfect first date would be a picnik under the stars(corny but classic). I also love arnold palmer, brownies, books, rain, long nights, interesting people, friends, laughter, creativity, chocolate, ice cream, inspiration, hobbies, taking pictures, explorations, weekends, cake, lyrics that mean something, cards, fortunes, candles, good jokes, happy endings, summer nights, feelings, good music, snowdays, acceptance, seasons, games, sticky notes, and most of all myself<3

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Let's play the yes or no game.
RULES: You can only say yes once and no once
 
Are You Beautiful? ______
Are You Lieing? ______ 


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Do you ever
get that feeling after you stand up after a while of sitting or lying down, and everything gets heavy and your vision gets black,
And it feels like Satan is trying to pull you through the floor
but then everything gets normal again and you go on with your day?


 


What Makes you Beautiful

Chapter 31
Thalia's P.O.V.

*Read Author's Note at end!*
I was released from the hospital a day after I had woken up, with only a few bruises, and no broken bones.
But damn was I sore.
"Ouch!" I yelped as I tried to sit up on the couch in Harry's house.
"Careful, don't kill yourself." He laughed from the kitchen.
After leaving the hospital, all I had wanted was to go home and sleep some more. But Harry had went on about how someone should take care of me, and insisted that I stay at his house for the day.
Hayley helped support my weight as we walked out the double doors.
I winced. It was still hard to walk.
"Bye guys," Hayley turned as much as she could while still holding me, to see the boys.
They waved. We started to walk
 through the parking lot but we didn't get far before Harry caught up.
"Come to my house," He said walking backwards in front of me.
"What? Are you okay Hazz?" I reached up to feel his forehead.
He swiped my hand away and laughed. "Yes, but you're not, so someone needs to take care of you. Just stay at my house."
I looked at Hayley, considering. "Well Hayley can take care of me. Right Hayl?"
She shrugged, "Sorry Thal, but I've got work."
I turned back to Harry who was grinning smugly, knowing he had gotten his way.

I scowled, and they laughed. Hayley handed me over to Harry and walked away calling back over her shoulder, "Don't have too much fun."
So here I was.
In Harry's very expensive house, the last place I wanted to be after being mauled by girls.
And not to mention, the concert was tomorrow. 
I shot him a look through the window that overlooked the living room from the kitchen.
He smiled that cheeky grin and I quickly turned my head so he wouldn't see me laugh.
"How are you feeling?" He asked, walking towards with a bowl of something.
I took it from him and responded 'fine' as he sat down next to me. 
Looking down, I noticed that the bowl was full of a pasty red liquid.
"Blech! What is this Harry?!" 
"It's tomato soup!" He insisted, eyes wide.
"It doesn't look like it," I muttered. But I did appreciate the attempt. "You try some first." I said, grinning.
"How about no?"
"Oh well," I raised the spoon and started moving it towards his mouth. "Open up curly."
He tried to move his head away from the incoming spoon, but I was faster.
The spoon went into his mouth and he winced. I pulled it away.
"Good?" I wiggled my eyebrows and he smiled weakly, trying to make it seem like he was enjoying it.
"Yummy," He said through a mouth full of soup.
I got up to go put the bowl in the sink.
"For the future Harry, let me cook," I said washing the bowl clean.
"So there's going to be a future?" He asked, serious now.
I smiled and whispered to myself, "We'll see."

Heyyyy. So I'm not going to be finishing Brother Dearest because I have a better idea. How would you guys like it if I did an interactive story instead? Like some of my followers can be the main characters. And yeah it would still be a one direction fan fic. Just comment 'yes' if you would actually like to do something like that.

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Let me tell you a story
about a girl and a boy


-Justin Bieber

 

What Makes you Beautiful

Chapter 30
Thalia's P.O.V.

I slowly opened my eyes to see a white tiled ceiling above me.
Squinting, I tried to figure out where I was.
I looked around, noticing the wires next to me, and the nurses outside in the hall.
A hospital.

"Ahhh sleeping beauty awakes," I heard a voice.
I quickly shot up, hitting my head on a moniter above me.
"Careful," Harry said motioning to the dark screen with his hand. He was holding a coffee in one hand and two bagels in another.
"Wh-what are you doing?" I said slowly shaking my head.
"Well I figured you were hun-"
"No, I mean what are you doing here?"
He nodded, understanding, but stayed silent. 
"You didn't have to help me," I muttered, "I would've been fine."
"Yeah," he chuckled sarcastically, "you really would have been fine being trampled by a hundred girls."
I rolled my eyes just as the other boys came into the room, Hayley leading the way.
She rushed over to the side of the bed.
"Thalia you idiot! I told you not to take the usual route back to the arena! What were you thinking?!" She wacked my arm and I winced.
"Ouch," I hissed, rubbing my arm in pain.
"Sorry, i forgot."
"I'm in a hospital bed, how could you forget?!"
She shrugged and sat down in a chair.
I looked up. Niall came over for a hug.
"It's good to see you Thal," he said breaking away.
"You too Niall," I hugged all the other boys and then looked over to were Harry had been sitting before, but he was gone.
"I'll be back," I said to the others and slowly inched out of the bed, trying to ignore the pain I felt.
I walked out of the room and peered around the corner. The hallway was empty except for Harry, leaning against the side of the wall.
I slid down the wall into a sitting position next to him. The coolness of the tile floor sank through my clothes. I shivered and pulled my knees closer to my body.
He looked at me. "Cold?"
I nodded. "Just a bit."
He nodded back and then turned again, looking at the wall across from us.
"I'm sorry," I whispered studying his face. He didn't move; didn't even show any sign of feeling.
"She said arena."
"What?" I asked suddenly confused.
"Hayley. She said something about an arena."
"Yeah," I blushed, "I work at the O2."
He half smiled and then nodded. "So I guess I'll be seeing more of you then."
"Yeah," I said.
We sat there for a while, not saying anything.
I wasn't even sure what I could say.
But then Harry surprised me.
He leaned over to kiss me lightly on the lips, sending butterflies soaring around my stomach. 
"I forgive you," he whispered in my ear before getting up and walking away.
I touched my lips and leaned my head back against the wall, wondering what had just happened.


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What Makes you Beautiful

Chapter 29
Thalia's P.O.V.

As a requirement for booking/scheduling events at the O2. I also had to attend those events.
So when One Direction came, I would have to be there. Unless something tragic happened to me.
"No! I'm not hurting you in any way shape or form, so you can go on leave!" Hayley said, kicking me from underneath the table.
We were sitting at a starbucks a few blocks away from work, trying to find out ways that I could ditch this concert.
"Oh come on. Pleaseeee?" I begged. 
"No," She said simply before taking a sip of coffee.
I groaned and rolled my head back. "Why is my life terrible?"
"Because you make it terrible," Hayley said before getting up to toss her drink in the trash can.
I lifted my head and gasped, feining shock.
"How dare you," I said holding my hand up to my chest. "I'm offended."
She chuckled. "Well I'm heading back to work, see you there?"
"Yeah in a few," I said shaking my cup, "I'm not done yet."
"Alright, just try not to hurt yourself on the way back," She said. "The concert's in two days."
She waved her hand in goodbye as she walked out the door.
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After I was done with my coffee, I threw my bag over my shoulder and walked out.
As I made my way back to the arena, my phone vibrated from my pocket.
I whipped it out and looked at the screen while I walked.
'Don't take the usual route back. I'm warning you xx.' Hayley
I scrunched my nose up in confusion and kept walking. 
As soon as I rounded the corner, I knew what she meant.
I had walked directly into a mess of girls, crowding around the entrance to a radio station's headquarters.

I stumbled directly into a teenage girl who looked to be about 15.
"What's going on?" I shouted over the screams of a hundred fan girls.
"Didn't you hear?!" She screamed back giving me a weird look.
I shook my head.
"One Direction's in there!" She said.
"No. No, they're not." I shook my head again.
"Yes!" Then it dawned on her. "Wait aren't you Harry's...?"

But I didn't get to hear the rest of her sentance. For right then, the boys came out and the screams got louder.
"Oh sh/t," I said, and tryed to make my way out of the crowd.
This only resulted in me tripping and falling to the ground.
'I'm so clumsy' I thought, as girls trampled over me to get closer to the guys.
Right before I blacked out, I heard a familiar voice yell "Move!"
Then someone I thought I would never see again bent over me.
"Hi Thalia," Harry said, smiling down at me.
And then everything went dark.


 

What Makes you Beautiful

Chapter 28
2 Years later
Thalia's P.O.V.

It was summer in London. My favorite time of year. The breezy wind, the sunny days. It was all perfect in Europe.
I've been living in a flat here for two months now, working behind the scenes at the O2 arena.
Now I know it may seem weird to be here, when it's where he is, but something was telling me that this is where I was supposed to be.
So I left Alli, and my mom again, but I made sure that this time I was ready.
I'm nineteen now, and it's easier for me to be away from them longer.
So here I am, living in london and scheduling bands and singers at one of the biggest venue's in london.
I took a bus over to the arena, and walked through the doors to get backstage. Weaving my way through sound equipment and instruments I finally found myself in the back offices.
I went to my office first, dropping off my stuff.
It was pretty small, but It worked. Just a desk and a few chairs.
Then I went to talk to Hayley, my best friend since I've been here and my co-worker.
As I walked into her office she motioned to the phone in her hand, gesturing for me to hold on a second.
I plopped down on her couch and grabbed a lollipop from the jar on the coffee table. Hayley never went without candy.
I heard her mutter a few words into the phone, say bye, and then hang up.
"Who was that?" I questioned, focusing on unwrapping the candy.
"See, if I told you that you might hurt me," she said.
I looked up giving her a wierd look. She gave me a sympathetic one in return. The realization hit me and I choked on the lollipop.
"No." I said after I was done practically hacking my lungs out. 
"Yes," She replied, "Thalia you had to know that this was going to happen eventually! It's London. They live here. And you work at an arena! It's not surprising."
I knew that I shouldn't be surprised and I guess I knew it was going to happen all along, but this was unexpected. I hadn't run into him in two years. And I was hoping that I never would.
I groaned and rolled over on the couch face down.
Smacking my head on the pillow beneath me repeatedly I muttered, "Please.shoot.me.now.or.I'll.quit."
"No and no." Hayley got up from her desk and pulled me into a sitting position by my hair.
"Ouch!" I screamed, rubbing the back of my head. "What the f*ck was that for?!"
"For being weak," she muttered before walking out.
"Argggh," I groaned before flipping face down again.


Hiyaaaaaaaaaaaa. <hmm I don't even know. So what's new with you guys? Tell me about your day. Or a funny story. OR tell me when school ends for you guys(: I have less then 11 days and then exams start. EFF. I'm not looing forward to those...
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After reading that Zux fan fiction, I am HIGHLY considering leaving this fandom.

It even made me want to stop writing my story... 
And I'm warning anyone under the age of thirteen not to read it. 
I'm fifteen and I nearly vomited.




 

My friends is mad at me because I talk about One Direction too much.

Anyone else think that's pathetic?


What Makes you Beautiful

Chapter 27
Harry's P.O.V.

 I read the letter over and over again, the words never really processing.
She was gone. Gone, after everything.
Dear Harry, It read.
I'm sorry. I'm sorry for everything. I know you probably wish we had never met right now, so you wouldn't have to feel like your heart has been ripped out of your chest...Or at least I hope you'll feel like that, because I do love you.
It was just too much. I'm just a seventeen year old. I miss my family. Alli, my mom, my friends. You of all people should understand that.
Think about your family back in Cheshire. You're going to be going back to them in a few days...and I won't be with you.
I don't want you to blame this on yourself.
It really is me. Don't do anything to yourself. Please stay safe.
Tell the boys I said goodbye.
I love you Harry, I truly do.
Love, Thalia

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For the next few days I was numb to everything that went on around me.
Niall came in my room to talk once in a while.
Liam would come in to listen.
Louis would sit there quietly with me.
But I really just wanted to be alone.
Talking hurt, eating hurt. Breathing hurt.
She said not to blame myself, but I still wondered why I wasn't good enough for her. What had I done.
Somedays it felt like I was knee deep in my own tears, trying to maneuver, getting no where.
I'm drowning in it.
And some nights I'd wake up from a dream of her, expecting to see her lieing there next to me. But there was nothing.
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I sealed up the night for the last time, shoving it into the bottom of my suitcase.
"Come on Hazz," Louis stuck his head in the door. I followed him out and dropped my stuff by the door.
I waited for the rest of the boys to leave and then followed, closing the door behind me without even looking.
The car ride to the airport was miserable. Of course it was raining.
I was living inside of some sappy romance movie.
We sprinted behind security into the airport, trying not to get drenched before the flight. 
When we got in, we were greeted by screaming fans yelling our names repeatedly.
It was deafening.
If I was really living a romance movie, then where was Thalia? Wasn't she supposed to appear out of the crowd? Say she regretted everything? Say she was sorry?
But no.
We were already boarding the plane.
And in the blink of an eye, I was on my way to London, and she was gone.


Hey guise, so I didn't get many faves on the last chapter :( I seriously hope you haven't stopped reading D: omg that would be terrible. Just like this chapter for me real quick please if you're still reading? I'll stop if no one is. Just need to know(: Thanks!
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