You're So Awkward! A Damon Fizzy FanFic

I Slept Until Noon

Sorry, this ones a little short. :/

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"This is the best thing ever!" Lexii yelled after she took a drink of the Peace Tea I had brought to her house.

"Right?" I said. I took it back and took a drink. I straightened my beanie and looked around her room.

"Nice drawings." I said.

"Thanks." She looked around too. She had some drawings of bands, people, and other stuff. They were really good.

IM SCARED TO GET CLOSE, I HATE BEING ALONE, I LONG FOR THE FEELING TO NOT FEEL AT ALL, TH HIGHER I GET, THE LOWER ILL SINK, I CAN'T DROWN MY DEMONS THEY KNOW HOW TO SWIM.

My phone blared. I sighed and picked it up.

"Hello?"

"Hi, is this Jamie?" A voice I didn't know said.

"No, you must have the wrong number." I said and hung up. It may seem rude, but numbers I don't know freak me out. I get really paranoid about stuff like that. I don know why, I just always have.

I stayed at Lexii's pretty late, and when I eventually did go home, I was really hyper.

I got home and threw my keys on the table. I yanked off my shoes and jacket, flinging myself onto the couch. I rolled over, facing the tv. I turned it on.

Soon I got bored and grabbed my laptop. I checked twitter. Nothing new. So I got on WattPad, which I had become addicted to, and read some stories. Like fanfics. Some Percy Jackson, Harry Potter, Doctor Who (I'm a nerd, I know), and a bunch of other ones. A couple were actually about me and Damon, ever since we did a couple of vlogs and live shows together, people had been shipping is left and right. Some were really good, other were uh, interesting. *cough*

I looked up at the clock. It was 1:30 in the morning. I yawned and stretched.

Then I got on tumblr.

Scroll, reblog, scroll, reblog. This is what I did until 4 in the morning. I only stopped because I fell asleep.

I woke up around noon, still tired. I walked up to my room, threw on some sweats and a tank top, and climbed into bed. I slept for another three hours, only to be woken up by a loud banging on my door.

I moaned and rolled onto my floor. I crawled to my door, down the stairs, and to the front door. I got up and opened it.

There stood Lexii, huffing like she'd just finished an Olympic race.

"Stella- turn on- your tv." She puffed.

"Ok, wait, did you RUN all the way here?" I said groggily. She nodded. I rolled my eyes and walked to my tv. I switched it on and the news came on.

"There has been a plane crash in Florida, the plane coming from California..."

I don't remember much of the next 2 hours, except I was freaking out, and Lexii trying to calm me down.

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DUN DUN DUUUUN!!!

Hi! So I've got an announcement. I'm taking a break from the story. Dont worry, it won't be long, two weeks at the most. I just need some time to think about how I'm going to continue. I know how it ends, but I need a couple more chapters before that. Also with school, I'm in 8th grade now and we get a lot more homework than in 7th grade. :/ So I WILL return, really soon. You probably won't even realize I'm gone. :)

AHHH THE LAST THREE CHAPTERS I FORGOT QUESTION TIME UGH. THREE QUESTIONS.

1.)What's the most awkward thing that's happened to you? For me, meeting Kellin Quinn. *Cough* 2.) Do you have any really weird habits? I don't really, I mean, kinda, I guess. I don't know what though... 3.) What's your favorite book series? I LOVE Harry Potter and Percy Jackson. Dont forget I Am Number Four and Th Hunger Games. :3

So instead of question time, I want to try something different. Answer time! I'm running out of questions for you guys. So if you have any questions for me, leave it in the comments! I'll answer 1 or 2 in each chapter, and I'll give you a shout out. :)

Sample question (it doesn't have to be like this question it's just a sample): What made you write this story?

My answer: Boredom and a love of YouTube.

I am so done with people. So if you didn't know Zayn from One Direction is getting married (idk how I know this). So directioners thought it'd be good idea to cut themselves. First of all, WHAT?? Secondly, ARE YOU SERIOUS?! That's horrible, I mean seriously! People ACTUALLY do that, and not because some guy is getting married. I don't want to ramble because I could go on with this for 39371924 pages. Who wants to give up on people and come live in a tree house with me? There's food and wifi so...

Dont forget to leave your questions. Also song request (that Stella would like) for her ringtones. :)

Until next week

Byeskies!

Madiexx