'Lily?' sagte er leise. Ich reagierte nicht und hoffte, dass er dachte das ich schlafe. Ich bezweifle das ich genug Schlaf haben werde. Zu viele Dinge schwirren in meinem Kopf. Wegen meiner Schuldgefühle fällt es mir schwer mich auf das zu konzentrieren, was ich eigentlich tun sollte. Jedes Mal, wenn er mich mit seinen liebenswürdigen blauen Augen ansah, wurde ich daran erinnert wie sehr ich ihn verletzt hatte. Ich ging weg ohne zurückzuschauen, ohne Erklärung, nichts außer einem Notizzettel mit dem Wort ‚Sorry'. Ich weiß nicht wie er damit zurechtkommt ohne mich umbringen zu wollen. Ich vermute, das Hilfreichste was ich tun kann, ist, aufzuhören ihn zu ignorieren und aufzuhören ihn so zu behandeln als hätte er etwas falsch gemacht. 'Ja?' antwortete ich letztendlich. 'Ich...' begann er. Eine lange Stille lag in der Luft, als er darüber nachdachte was er als nächstes sagen soll. 'Gute Nacht.' sagte er mit einem Seufzer. Was immer es war, was er eigentlich sagen wollte... Ich bezweifle, dass es nur 'Gute Nacht' war. Das wäre meine Chance gewesen um zu reden. Aber ich konnte nicht. Ich schäme mich zu sehr für das was ich getan habe. ------------------------------------------------------ Original-Titel: [[[all of your flaws]]] [[[part ii]]] http://www.wattpad.com/story/24730415-all-of-my-flaws-part-ii Autor: Kelliefo http://www.wattpad.com/user/Kelliefo Übersetzung: ifallintoyourarms

This is basically just a silly Dyle story. Except it's written in text messages. Well...that's probably all.

There's a couple of lines I told myself I would never, ever cross. Little did I know that I would cross them all, all at the same time. I was happy with my life, I had a boyfriend who I loved and who loved me back. But maybe that's what was the problem, it was too easy. I wasn't fully living, I was just being happy with what I had, never wanting more, never reaching for more. But I realized that he was everything that I wanted, I became greedy. We became greedy. (Dan Smith fanfic.)

Things have gotten quite a bit confusing in Dan's mind for the past few months, and knowing that the fans... "shipped" him and Kyle really didn't help anything. But just because some random kids who don't actually know you think you belong with your friend doesn't mean you actually do... right? Maybe he should just keep quiet and ignore the feelings. After all, Kyle is just a friend and couldn't possibly be thinking the same thing. I've tried to highlight the confusions of interest that seem to plague so many of our lives and threaten to ruin our friendships. I've personally dealt with plenty of this confusion so I thought I'd try to put it in a story, and why not use an all-time favorite ship? This is supposed to be pretty realistic BUT of course I'm not saying Dan actually has these feelings for Kyle. Just remember it's fiction. Thanks!

Maggie didn't mean to kidnap the famous singer of Bastille. It's not like she tied him up in her basement or anything. She just found a man on the beach one morning. How was she supposed to know it was Dan Smith, if he didn't know who he was either.

A short story that begins with a bike ride in the rain.

“The last proper conversation he had was with me. And I just kept on calling him shit. Wouldn't that be a nice last thing to hear- your asshole best friend yelling at you because of something shitty that isn’t even worth remembering right now?”

We find ourselves on the pages of a road trip movie and we’re the young couple falling in love.

When Cassie's life gets interrupted abruptly by a mysterious officer telling her she's got a stalker, she doesn't know what to think. But as time goes on, her supposed rescuer seems suspicious himself. Could he have something to hide? What's the truth? Who can she trust? She certainly shouldn't have trusted strangers.