Dreams and Pans

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Yo, its Taylor. Just wanted to say... please please please, check out Sophies new story, Tear Stains and my new story Beyond the Imperfections. They're both original and ongoing, but I think they're, Sophies defiantly, worth the wait. I'm more proud of this than any other story, this one not included in that.

Also, please comment and vote if you're reading this because Authors like to kmow that someone is appreciating their work. Even if its just, 'this is cool', we still appreciate it. Dedications will be given to commenters, because well, they're showing us they enjoy this. Okay, going now. BYE!

P.S~ Don't blame Sophie for the late update, its all my fault. I was in hospital for a while last week so yeah.

TRIGGER WARNING!!!!!!!!!!!!! Btw, you wont expect what happened towards the end.

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**Taylor'sPOV**

"Darlin' you'll be okay." Sophie whispered, only making me cry even harder.

"But he doesn't care! Sophie, he doesn't care. But I love him." I sobbed, not even realizing what I had just confessed.

"Shhh." I continued to cry on my best friends shoulder, trying my best to ignore the urges I was having until they became to strong.

I pushed myself off the floor and walked across the room, trying to push past the guys who stood in the doorframe. "Let me through please, I need to go to the toilet." Tears were still streaming fown my face and I was hiccuping from crying so hard. Patrick crossed his arms over his chest, narrowing his eyes at me.

"No."

"Please, Patty. Please. I need to." Harry and Phil had no idea what we were talking about, but Sophie obviously did.

"Taylor, you promised!" She cried, pushing herself onto her feet.

"And that makes me a horrible person. I made a promise I knew I couldn't keep. Why did I do that?" Because you're stupid, selfish and don't deserve to breathe the same air as these decent people. In fact, you don't deserve to breathe any air at all.

"You made a promise to not go the toilet?" Harry asked.

"Horrible urges, Harry. Horrible urges. I promised not to give in to them." I said, tapping the side of my head. "And now, I'm breaking that promise." Taking everyone by surprise, I pushed Patrick into Phil and sprinted down the hall, into the bathroom and locking the door. I knew a little red box that contained my little metal friend was in here somewhere, I just had to find it.

**Sophie'sPOV**

Harry glanced at me, raising an eyebrow "You made her promise not to go to the toilet?"

I rolled my eyes, shaking my head as I pushed past all three of them. "This is no time for your stupid comments Harry, do you even realise what's happening right now?"

Patrick shot me a worried glance before sprinting down the hallway, towards the bathroom Taylor had earlier locked herself in. I got the impression that he got what was going on.

(A/N I'm writing this in Tech, cos you know that's just how incredibly badman I am. And also because I'm not really in the mood to make a photo frame, using just a piece of string, cardboard and blue-tak. Seriously, who actually does that?)

I made my way towards the stairs, glancing back at Harry and Phil as they stood staring at me with wide eyes "What's going on?"

"Maybe if you weren't so self centred, you would realise that Taylor is going through hell and neither of you have even took the time to realise that" I froze, as that familiar wave of guilt flooded through me again. I had been so wound up in my own problems that I hadn't even realised that Taylor was living a nightmare. And to top that, I still don't know the reason why.

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