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The Soldier's DogSilence in the ruined streets,
The war’s past clear and strong.
A starving wolf hound walks alone:
Searching all night long.
Among the rumble on the ground
Are bodies from this ghostly past.
The owner of the dog was here;
These ghastly sights had been his last.
The dog collapsed- his master’s dead;
He never got to say goodbye.
Suddenly his eyes grew mad-
His master’s killer had to die.
For years the dog searched far and wide,
Driven by his deadly hate.
But finally he found the man
Who delivered his master’s fate.
The dog was vicious though his rage;
He tore the man to bloody flesh.
His torturous revenge was worth
Being ripped apart by wire mesh…
Magic- PhanPhil’s P.O.V
I am on a plane from America back to England and I am bored out of my mind. There was still 3 hours left until the plane landed and I had nothing to do. My laptop died so my only form of entertainment was a pack of cards, but what use were a pack of playing cards when you had no one to play with? I looked around me and saw a boy who looked a little bit younger then me sitting behind me. He looked just as bored as I felt. Maybe he’ll play cards with me?
“Hey.” The boy turned his head so he was looking at me instead of the window.
“Wanna see a magic trick?” The boy looked a little confused but agreed all the same. I laid the cards in 3 rows of 7 on the fold out table in front of him.
“Pick a card but don’t tell me what it is.”
“Which row is it in?”
“The middle one.” I picked up the middle row, then the first row then the last row before putting the cards back in rows of 3 in fro
Kickthestickz: MessagesThe flat feels lonely today. It has felt lonely for a while, but something about today is worse. Slumping on to the bed, I grab for my phone. 9:01. I suppose I could go and see Chris, I haven't seen him in three days. I'll bring him something this time, a present. I allow myself time to get ready, deciding that I will try to get there for 10:00. My legs drag themselves to the bathroom, and I turn on the shower. The flat is cold and so is the water. Running my hand underneath the liquid, I flinch. It's too cold, I won't take a shower. Chris won't mind. He told me he doesn't care what I look like, that's how I know. I've worn the same clothes for three days, I don't bother much about changing after I visit Chris. Nobody else comes to see me. I don't see much of my old housemates anymore and Dan and Phil live so far away. Sometimes they'll pop down to check up on me, to catch up. Then we'll go and see Chris together. I love those days a lot, but not as much as when I visit him by m
Kickthestickz: Tell me you feel the same. Part 8Chapter 8-
Chris had noticed how much PJ had been staring at him all day. He felt awkward staying in the first place, and PJ wasn't helping. Even after confronting him -twice- he didn't stop. He could feel him, those green eyes locked on him. Every so often, he'd turn back and catch his gaze, but the curly haired youtuber didn't move or try to act as if he wasn't staring. He tried as best as he could to carry on with the game, forget the painful stare that was fixed on him. PJ's character kept on falling off the sides on Rainbow Road, but he didn't seem to care. Even the times when PJ wasn't looking, Chris still felt he had some lock on him. The older of the two slowly paused the game and sighed quietly.
"PJ. Is there something up?" Chris asked, turning his head to look at a slightly guilty PJ.
"No," He answered. He tried his best to sound cheerful and smile but when Chris smiled back, he could feel his heart hurt. The next time he turned around though, there was somethi
Kickthestickz: Tell me you feel the same. Part 2.Chapter 2 -
PJ watched as his best friend walked away from his house. Heart broken, in tears. 'What have I done?" he thought, realising that he may have just lost, one of the people who made him so happy, but he couldn't pretend to like Chris, that would hurt him even more. He enjoyed Chris' company so much and he liked him, a lot, but not in the same way Chris liked him. Slumping himself on the sofa, he grabbed his Fuzzwald teddy and allowed tears to fall down his face. He picked up his phone of the side, and text Chris the only thing he could think of. 'I'm sorry x'. Hearing Chris' message tone in the other room, made PJ jump. Chris had left his phone. Finally, an excuse to go and see him. "No," PJ said, "I can't go round, he won't want me there, not after what I've done." PJ waited for a few seconds before Chris' phone went off twice more. "Then again, he does need his phone."
"I knew it!" Chris shouted, throwing himself on his double bed. "I shouldn't have said an
KickTheStickz - Secrets [Part Seven]Author; Breffski
Pairing; KickTheStickz (KickThePJ/Crabstickz. Kind of changed to KickTheFire...)
Warning; Self-harm, strong language?
Author's note; I am so sorry for the delay guise. I'm such a bitch for procrastinating >_
Bleeding Love (AxeBen) PART 1Today was a great day, It was my anniversary. It had been a month since i finally asked my crush out. Right now, we were hidden from the other band members, in the bathroom. I had my arms wrapped around his waist, his arms around my neck. Pulling me close to him, and i was holding him. Our lips touching, and tongues in one another's mouths. I didn't notice a thing for about a second, then i heard footsteps. I ignored it though, thinking it was just Deejay going to get something. And then the door started to open, I pushed him off me. And slammed the door closed with my back.
"Jesus Puff! Can't you ever knock?!" I yell at him.
"Well what the hell are you doing Axel?!" He yells back at me.
"Why the hell do you want to know, you little twerp!?" I said back, i locked the door. "Beat it Puff!" I said through the door, to hear footsteps leading away from the bathroom. I grinned at my loving boyfriend, and grabbed his waist.
"What?" he asked in that cute British accent. I smirk, and grab his
as i took pity on one direction's horribleness, ugliness and pukiness, i did this to them. your welcome.
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