See guys, this is really hard for me to say...
I-I-I..
I need VOTES!!
PLEASE, If you are going to read my story and you like it, PLEASE VOTE! And if you don't like it, COMMENT with polite critisizm! I try soo hard to upload my stories, and my progress has been slow due to exams and the fact that my laptop is BROKEN!
So I write my stories on my CRACKED iPod. *sob sob* And I do it because I'm devoted and I love my small number of fans. Ahh yes, if you know any CHEAP iPod repairs places in the UK, preferably LONDON, please give me an inbox :D
MOVING ON...
if I don't get votes... I'll die!
Ok, maybe not.
But... I'll cry! (see the rhyming there eh)
And I'm also writitng a story with my sister @TropicalSkittles
CALLED...
Taking What's Mine.
give it a shot guys, and VOTE if you like it!
I'm sorry for this annoying filler, and I usually hate it when other authors do this but... please don't be mad that this isn't an actual chapter. I just needed to tell y'all!
Love you guys,
Liz. x
YOU ARE READING
Never Believed It
Storie d'amore"Sorry dude, I didn't know this was meant to be a relationship, I thought we were just playing around," Dylan Walters said awkardly, rubbing the back of his neck. "Besides, you're not my type." Aaliyah Miras- Leah for short has always forced herself...
