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~Madison's POV~ -2 weeks later- I sighed as I attempted to scratch my leg as lightly as I could through the wrap that had been given to me by the school nurse. I can't wait to get this stupid stuff off and be able to use my leg again. I'd have a couple of scars from the thorns that poked my face and on my arms and legs, but besides that I'd be perfectly fine according to the doctor. I refused to let my mom come with me this time, as I was afraid that if I never learned to go alone then I'd never be able to go to the doctor. My mom protested so I brought up the fact that when she passes away that I'd never be able to do anything if I was sick

~Mikey's POV~ I tiptoed through the hallway and past Nicks room as fast I could without making a noise. Taylor never locked her door, thank god, so all I had to do was walk in. Taylor laid in her bed, facing away from  me but when she heard the door, she shot up and faced me. The terrified expression she had left her face when she realized it was me, and she patted her bed beside her. I flipped on the lamp before sitting down next to her, wrapping my arms around her shoulder as I hugged her. "I kinda knew you'd disobey my brother" She giggled. I pulled away and shrugged. "Were inseparable remember?" I chuckled back. She nodded and I smiled

~Madison's POV~ I ran across the street as fast as I could, towards the football field. It was about 11 O'clock at night and I was supposed to be spending the night at  Mikey's then we were going to go to the movies with Taylor and her friend Nat. But things kinda went a little wrong while I was on my way to Mikey's house. I ran down the hill, the boys hot on my trail laughing and shouting things at me. I looked back then shouted out in pain as I tripped and rolled down the hill, thorns pricking into my sides and I came to a hault. "Uuugh..." I moaned, sitting up and shaking my head. I pulled a pricker, as Taylor would call it, out of my ch

Hey! I'm Taylor Mara. I'm 17 years old, and Just graduated high school with my best friend Mikey Fusco. Yes, the one and only. My brother's are Justin Mara, Rob Mara and Nick Mara. I'm the baby of the family so Nick obviously graduated just last year. I met Mikey through Nick actually, when we were about in the 3rd grade. Mikey and I became so close, you had to pry us apart just to get him to come home. Of course, by the time we were 14, we didn't need any bribes of cookies or anything and left willingly, knowing very well we'd see each other again at the break of dawn. You see, Mikey had a habit of coming to my window in the middle of the

~Louis' POV~ I finished packing my bag, pulling it over my shoulder as I looked back at my flat. I wouldn't be here for an ENTIRE year. I couldn't help but feel a bit sad. But its for a good cause so I'll get over it. I grabbed my keys, tossing them gently in my hand. "Welp. Time to go!" I said softly to myself as I ran out, locking the door before getting to my car. Paul drove me to the airport, followed by thousands of fans, and waved goodbye. "Thanks Paul!" I said with a smile. "Anytime" He flashed me a smile before driving off, leaving me alone. Trotting in, I stopped when I saw the boys walking towards me, followed by a very stressed

.:Jan 18:. ~Taylor's POV~ I looked up from my book as Mary brought Nat in. Nat had been coming in to visit everyday while my parents were in America for a week or so. My dad had an important job to do, and I forced my mom into going, since she had never been to America before. Nat walked in with a huge grin on her face. I was a bit frightened at first. "Have you been on twitter anytime recently?" She asked, her face brightening as I shook my head. Before I knew it, she was shoving her phone in my face. On the screen, the one and only LOUIS FREAKING TOMLINSON TWEETED ME!!! My mouth dropped at the sight. "Oh. My. God." Was all I managed to

~Jan 15~ I slowly closed my book when one of the nurses walked into my room. I've only been here for about a week and everyone was already annoying the crap out of me. I never get any privacy and they're always forcing me to do all these tests for this disease. Why cant I just be a normal kid and have some other disease? I mean, If it was bad enough i'd still know I was going to die but at least I wouldn't have to take all these tests. Well, not the tests i'm doing over here. The other day, I finished taking a test where I had to get an injection in EACH of of my toes, just to see which ones were going to be paralyzed first. Sounds dumb righ

Hiya! I'm Taylor! I'm 19 years old, i'm in college, and i'm a MAJOR directioner. I want to become an artist... but that wont happen. Not with my disease. I Look normal don't I? I guess no-one would ever think I have such a rare disease. Well, not this early. Later on the doctors say i'm supposed to lose A LOT of weight and my hairs going to get really thin, that is if it doesn't all just fall out. eight months into the disease i'm supposed to lose all control of my legs and i'll be too weak to walk. I'll still have the use of all my other body parts but my legs are out of the question. Im sorta famous. Not really famous i guess but really p

When we got off the plane I could plainly see it was almost exactly like the last airport. Large... and empty. The cool part was that we were going to be here for a 3 hour layover. With only the boys' bodyguards and the people at the stores to kep an eye on us... we were pretty much able to do whatever we wanted. Niall took Poli to his favorite food shops, Harry took Nat to go get her some comfortable clothes for the trip, Zayn just ran around with Caysee making her laugh, Liam lifted Megan up onto a cart and ran around, pushing her in it, and Louis took me to the bookstore. ~Polina and Niall~ ~Polina's POV~ Niall grabbed my hand and pulled

I dragged my suitcase down my steps and out the front door where I met up with my friends. It was an odd coincidence that we were all given the chance to meet and hang out with One Direction, all together. But ofcourse, no-one was complaining. I strutted up, wearing my Louis gear which consisted of a white and blue striped shirt and bright red shorts that went up to my knees, along with a Bright blue hat. I also had black and white suspenders and a louis necklace that I was determained to get Louis to sign. Ofcourse i wouldnt wear it the whole time, so i had lots of backup stiped shirts and some regular T's with a few pairs of pants. Caysee w