Hello my fellow FanGirls!

So... I'm ill today. Meaning I might update tomorrow. Also! Thank you for the all the lovely comments and reviews. It's like little letter full of encouragement and inspiration. And to NorangeKat722, I'm listening to the song as we speak... or write.. whatever suits you. :) As always, enjoy!

Love Addie xxx

The Moron Who's Hitting On Newt's Girl

In the morning, when they woke up, the Kitchen smelt of bacon and eggs. Gally was helping Piper in the Kitchen (i.e destroying it and her cooking the food whilst rolling her eyes because 'Gally! Those are not to be- GREAT YOU JUST CUT YOURSELF! How on earth did you- DON'T DROP THAT! GALILEO I AM GOING TO MURDER YOU AFTER THE EGGS ARE OFF THE STOVE!')

Harmony was wearing something that looked suspiciously like Minho's shirt because it was at least two sizes to big and the sleeves made her arms look like an elephant's trunk. Nevertheless, Thomas shook it off since everyone seemed happy and lively. It was only until a boy of 6 foot 2 approached Melody and started to make extremely uncomfortable pick-up lines on her that the peaceful morning was disturbed.
"Are you from Tennessee? Because your the only ten I see!" The boy flirted, winking at Melody who looked as though she wanted to run as far away from him as possible.
"No... Pretty sure I'm from New York... Although Texas is another option." She replied, sending Harmony and glance that looked a lot like a 'Help-Buy-Me-A-Ticket-To-Paris-Or-Something-To-Get-Me-Away-From-This' look.
"Well, did it hurt when you fell from Heaven?" He tried again, grinning boyishly at her.
"Well, physically that's impossible because, you see, the-"
"What she means is that she wants you to back off." Newt fumed, his fists balled and his knuckles turning a ghostly white. Melody quickly realised a reached out her hand to hold his.

"Isaac..."
"How do you know? Maybe she likes the attention. All the attention you can't give her." The boy sneered, waiting for Newt to retaliate but it wasn't him who did.
"ENOUGH!" Melody shouted, punching him so harshly he bled.
"What the- You little-!" He screamed back raising his arm to slap her. She shrunk back, eyes wide and frightened awaiting a hit that would never hurt her.
"What where you about do?!" Ben screeched, catching his arm. "You've scared her!"
"Whatever, she deserves it."
"W-W-WHAT!?" Newt broke. Raising his fist and as his knuckles came in contact with his jaw, a sickening crack boomed, signalling need for a Med-Jack to help the boy who has slid down, cursing Melody.

But she didn't cry. She did everything but cry, she yelled back, kicked him in the gut and then ran out.
"Moron." Newt mumbled, strutting out of the room. The door swinging shut as he began his hunt for Melody for the third time that week.