It's been exactly five months since I've been away from my boys. The boys that were mine, I meant to say..
I managed to keep a close communication with some of them for a good five weeks. That is-- until all the talking just... stopped.
I honestly don't have a clue why.
Maybe, they got sick of me? Maybe, they were just too busy?
Maybe, it was just me.
But, now I have to stop worrying about it. It's the start of a new year.
I have my dream job. A beautiful home in a great neighbourhood. New friends. Some enjoyable company.
I've dealt with Hell twice throughout my lifetime and I honestly don't want to deal with it again.
Seriously.. What could possibly go wrong?
Well, when you're me-- just about everything.
I can't keep repeating the past. Even if it means I have to deal with the same pain and feel the familiar hurt I know all too well-- I need to keep Moving Forward.

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Moving Forward *1D & 5SOS*
FanfictionSequel to One Hell Of A Year. *in order to understand what is happening in here, you must read One Hell Of A Year!*