FIRST: A superduperbig shout-out to Darkheartrocker13 because she's been so amazingly kind and she keeps on reviewing, her stories are amazing, I should read them if I were you.
SECOND: A lot of people say they like a song because of the melody and/or the lyrics but I don't really get how they could say that, because I like a song if I connect with it, if I feel it, like the song speaks to me. I must sound like a psycho right now, but I probably don't like the too much poppiepopmusic because it doesn't speak to me, it isn't about anything. I've had a lot of struggle in the past with myself and I was very troubled, I hadn't spoken to my dad for 6 months and I didn't go to school for 4 months, almost 2 years ago and I listen a lot to what people call 'emo music' but it isn't really 'emo music' it's just music that describes situations some of us have been in, and I don't know if they do it in your country as well, but in my country they treat emos like they're crazy but they're just people, with another taste in music and clothing. I listen to party music too, just not the party music most of the other people listen to. I just wanted to say that, because a lot of people are being judged by their taste in music, or style, and I don't wanna upset anybody or anything, I just felt the need to get this off my chest. It's just my opinion, it's not that I think people who listen to extremely poppiemusic are bad, or the music in general (Almost all my friends listen to it.) but I just wanted to say this. WHATSOEVER THIS IS NOT MEANT OFFENSIVE FOR ANYBODY, I RESPECT EVERYBODY'S TASTE IN MUSIC, JUST LIKE YOU ALL RESPECT MINE :) It's just in RL people in my enviroment tend to taunt me with my taste in music and I really don't like that shit. I'm sorry for this rant. ~ enjoy!
SYSLT: Alone Together - Fall Out Boy (I personally love this song, I love Fall Out Boy too, they are amazing. Seriously, whatever mood you are in, you can always listen to Fall Out Boy, they have songs for every mood.)
"I don't know where you're going,
But do you got room for one more troubled soul?
I don't know where I'm going,
but I don't think I'm coming home"
Loren's POV
I woke up in the middle of the night, I laid on top of something and I was wondering what it was, someone had his/her arms wrapped around me. By the feel it was a him. I turned around in his arms and saw I was lying on top of Eddie, on my couch. We probably fell asleep together and when my mom noticed she probably put a blanket over us. I still found it weird she approved of Eddie. I manoeuvred myself off Eddie without waking him up. I grabbed my phone and checked the time. 3 AM. I tiptoed towards the door, I opened it, went outside, and closed it, sadly enough the door creaked. It didn't wake Eddie though. I walked towards my spot, not wanting to make a sound while starting the car. I hiked up the hill and wandered in the dark, until I felt my tree. I sat down under it, and let my thoughts consume me.
I thought about Eddie, mostly. What if he would hurt me? What if I'm not pretty enough, compared to all those supermodels? I walked towards the edge of the hill. What if he just dumps me when something better comes along? What if I'm not skinny enough? What if... What if... What... and if, two harmless words, but when you put them together they will destroy your selfesteem. I looked down. What if.. I would jump? Just jump, and leave the world behind me, leave everyone behind me. Leave my mom, leave Mel, leave Eddie. Who are you kidding? Eddie never even cared. Of course he cared. No, you're worthless, and fat.
I just stood on the edge, in conflict with myself. I shambled closer to the edge, until I couldn't move any further. It started to rain, and then it started to storm. I hadn't put any clothing over my purple tanktop, it stuck to my body because of the water. The thunder scared me, but I couldn't move. My jeans got wet and stuck to my body too, It itched. My hair stuck to my face and my makeup ran over my cheeks. A drop of dark water, that absorbed a part of my mascara dropped on my jeans. I saw it happening. See, you're worthless, you even need to cover yourself in makeup to make Eddie notice you. I couldn't take it anymore, I was going to jump. I got ready, until I heard a voice.
"LOREN!" the voice sounded relieved. I turned my head to see who it was. Eddie.
Fuck.
"Lo? Why are you standing on the edge?" He asked me, I started to sob. The adrenaline stopped pumping trough my body. It was now, that I realized how cold it actually was. Goosebumps started to break out on my skin. I shivered. Eddie slowly approached me. I observed the aproximating Eddie. He stopped when he was about 2 feet away from me. He slowly extended his hand. He put it on my shoulder and pulled me closer to him. When I felt the warmth of his body, I clutched his jacket and held him as close as I could.
"Lo, everythings gonna be fine, just let me take you home." He slowly let go of me and took off his jacket, he wrapped it around me. And we started making our way to his car.
"Loren, you haven't talked to me all carride." Eddie stated as we arrived at my house. We both got out of the car. I tried to avoid eyecontact, but Eddie lifted my face with his hand and looked into my eyes. He pecked me on the cheek before opening the door. He closed the door behind us and lead me to the couch. He sat down and pulled me with him.
"Did you want to commit suicide?" Eddie asked me, wide-eyed. I swallowed, as a tear ran down my face. I nodded, without making a sound, holding my breath, waiting for him to walk out of that door, and never come back, but he didn't walk away, instead he pulled me in a deep embrace. When he let go of me , he spoke. "I'm always here for you, Loren, Always." He grabbed my guitar. "I wrote a song." he said before he started playing.
I don't know where you're going
But do you got room for one more troubled soul?
I don't know where I'm going but I don't think I'm coming home
And I said I'll check in tomorrow if I don't wake up dead
This is the road to ruin
And we're starting at the end
Say yeah
Let's be alone together
We could stay young forever
Scream it from the top of your lungs
Say yeah
Let's be alone together
We could stay young forever
We'll stay young, young, young, young, young.
You cut me off, I lost my track
It's not my fault, I'm a maniac
It's not funny anymore, no it's not
My heart is like a stallion
They love it more when it's broken
Do you wanna feel beautiful?
Do you wanna?
I'm outside the door, invite me in
So we can go back and play pretend
I'm on deck, yeah, I'm up next
Tonight I'm high as a private jet
'Cause I don't know where you're going
But do you got room for one more troubled soul
I don't know where I'm going but I don't think I'm coming home
And I said I'll check in tomorrow if I don't wake up dead
This is the road to ruin
And we're starting at the end
Say yeah
Let's be alone together
We could stay young forever
Scream it from the top of your lungs
Say yeah
Let's be alone together
We could stay young forever
We'll stay young, young, young, young, young.
My heart is like a stallion,
They love it more when it's broken
Do you wanna feel beautiful?
Do you wanna?
I'm outside the door, invite me in
So we can go back and play pretend
I'm on deck, yeah, I'm up next
Tonight I'm high as a private jet, yeah
Yeah
Let's be alone together
We could stay young forever
Scream it from the top of your lungs
Say yeah
Let's be alone together
We could stay young forever
We'll stay young, young, young, young, young.
I don't know where you're going
But do you got room for one more troubled soul
I don't know where I'm going but I don't think I'm coming home
And I said I'll check in tomorrow if I don't wake up dead
This is the road to ruin
And we're starting at the end
A small smile formed on my lips. "Let's be alone together." I whispered before I pulled him in a kiss. We stayed up the rest of that night. Talking to eachother, sharing stories. We were alone together.
That was fun to write! If you wanna make sure I'm not an 80-year-old creep, you can visit my instagram, it's Heynoraisundead, I'm dutch but I obviously don't look dutch, that is because my dad is tunesian and my mom is german. I was in the UK a few weeks ago and everyone over there thought I was spanish, italian, or brazilian, it was weird but NO, I'M DUTCH :). If you wanna know what kind of person I am, just visit my tumblr and you will know enough haha :). .com
XOXO