Chapter one

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I'm actually going to dedicate this chapter to someone. SHANNI1230!!!!!! just because I can. Because I'm me and can do whatever the hell I want. Actually it's because she was one of my earlier supscribers (like one of the first five.) and I really liked her story thingy's when I was in my One Direction phase. Whatever, read on you creepy mofos!!!!!!!

As all things came about, it had all started with the passing of an era. To them, it was the beginning of their lives. For others, it was merely another night in a time of peace.

To her, it was the cataclysmic start of her career. From now on it would all scale up; she would become someone, rather than just the freckled nerd in the corner. To him, it meant no more reading or writing anything. This was his peek; right there, with vodka clogging his mind and the cap askew, covering his questionable haircut. He would no longer be the heartthrob or the talk of the town; he would become someone rather than that one. As all things came about, it had all started with the passing of an era. To them, it was the beginning of their lives. For others, it was merely another night in a time of peace.

Gilded frames and empty smiles would tell the tales years after, but in that moment their minds scaled possibilities that life soon would have to shatter. She did not know of her divorce or the loss of her child. He did not know of his lonely death by the fire, aged in tones. She did not know the sense of being full and empty all at once, or that you could be sad all the time yet thankful all the same. He did not know that love indeed could be vivid, mind-blowing and hateful, or that success was within his grasp. That night signalled their life in short - it was the spinning of their world in the lamentable artfulness that their story was.

Yes, it had all started with the passing of an era. For one single night, the curvatures of time would meet, two people overtaken by the spinning of the world. The whirl of dreams would connect, and though fate had never meant them together, the saga of the two would flood the memories emblazoned in their minds.

To them, soul mates or not, it was the first time they would learn to lose something, even if it was themselves. To her, he would always be the guy she learnt to love. To him, she would forever be his Miss Tara.

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