I haven't written in months.
I'm sorry.
I've taken a break from writing for awhile... But I'm going to start writing again. I promise.
A big part of my break was due to writer's block, honestly. I have no idea where I'm going with either of my stories.
I was thinking of starting yet another fanfic.
A dark Harry fanfic.
I don't know.
I made an instagram for this profile.
The username is @lustfulstyles and a follow would be great, if you'd like to keep up with things and maybe see extra imagines?¿
Honestly, I don't know whether to continue my fanfics or not.
If you'd like me to continue, comment, please..
I love you all so much.
Thank you for staying with my fanfics and their messy updates.
***if you opened this thinking it was an update, I'm so, so sorry! Here's the small bit that I wrote awhile ago for chapter 17***
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In exactly five minutes, the door bell rang.
I ran to open the door, smoothening my shirt a bit before opening it.
I opened the door to see Marcel, his hair lying messily on his head. He was dressed casually in black, ripped skinny jeans and a red plaid shirt.
"Hello, love." he smiled as I jumped on him.
"Marcel, I've missed you so much!" I said.
"Can't. Breathe." he let out. I squeezed a little less.
Oops.
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