What would you do if you were poor - like, nearly-living-on-the-streets kind of poor,- and you somehow end up stuck at the London shopping center with none other than a famous boyband during one of England's biggest recorded snow storms? Problem is, you've never heard of these boys before, ever, and you don't really want anything to do with them. Having enough to deal with back at home with only a alcoholic mother and two three-year old siblings is enough. But when one bandmember falls for you and offers you the unexpectable, how can you refuse? -hey follow me on twitter @miniturdx- new account as of august 2015! i'll be more active on twitter than this account :)

The thing about white lies, is that they darken more than the real ones actually. They start out trying not to hurt someone, but that's all they do. Hurt. I tried to protect him; but I didn't' know how. So I lied. It was only because he was my bestfriend. Because I love him. This secret you ask? Well, my parents died. And I have gastric cancer. How I managed to hide that for so long? No clue. I was willing to do anything to cover it up. When I realized how wrong it was, it was too late. More lies, losses, and love.