Okay, well here's another chapter! :) Hope you guys enjoy reading it
BTW: I based the Phantoms heavily on the SOA crew from Sons of Anarchy. I just based them in Virginia instead of California. No hate pretty pleaseee lol ^_^
The broken clock is a comfort, it helps me sleep tonight
Maybe it can stop tomorrow from stealing all my time
I am here still waiting though I still have my doubts
I am damaged at best, like you've already figured out
I'm falling apart, I'm barely breathing
With a broken heart that's still beating
In the pain there is healing
In your name I find meaning
So I'm holdin' on, I'm holdin' on, I'm holdin' on
I'm barely holdin' on to you
The broken locks were a warning you got inside my head
I tried my best to be guarded, I'm an open book instead
And I still see your reflection inside of my eyes
That are looking for purpose, they're still looking for life
I'm falling apart, I'm barely breathing
With a broken heart that's still beating
In the pain is the healing
In your name I find meaning
So I'm holdin' on (I'm still holdin'), I'm holdin' on (I'm still holdin'), I'm holdin' on (I'm still holdin')
I'm barely holdin' on to you
I'm hangin' on another day
Just to see what you will throw my way
And I'm hangin' on to the words you say
You said that I will, will be ok
The broken lights on the freeway left me here alone
I may have lost my way now, having forgot my way home
I'm falling apart, I'm barely breathing
With a broken heart that's still beating
In the pain, there is healing
In your name, I find meaning
So I'm holdin' on (I'm still holdin'), I'm holdin' on (I'm still holdin'), I'm holdin' on (I'm still holdin')
I'm barely holdin' on to you
I'm holdin' on (I'm still holdin'), I'm holdin' on (I'm still holdin'), I'm barely holdin' on to you.
I woke up the next morning, smiling. Nathan and I had talked on the phone late into the night, and now I was feeling the affects. It was already eleven A.M. Damn that boy and his cute charm for making me loose beauty sleep! Once I pulled myself out of bed, I threw on some clothes and brushed my tangled mess of hair.
"Morning." Mom announced as I wandered into the kitchen.
"Morning."
She then set a plate of food in front of Sena and me. "I talked to the s-o-c-ia-l w-o-r-k-e-r this morning. Court's a two weeks from today." She spelled out social worker so as not to alarm Sena.
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Kiss My Eyes And Lay Me To Sleep
JugendliteraturWhat if while preparing for their American tour, The Wanted's youngest member, Nathan Sykes, meets a girl who changes his life forever?