Magcon: the boys next door
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  • Time 1h 12m
  • Reads 2,981
  • Votes 68
  • Parts 17
  • Time 1h 12m
Ongoing, First published Jul 25, 2014
I've never liked bows and dresses. I'm not a girly type...or I didn't use to be. Just like nash was never more than a friend to me. He was always a neighbor to play around with or a guy who helped make fun of my older sister, Karmen. But now I'm not that girl. I'm not the Stella I've always been. I'm changing just as my feeling for Nash are changing. He's growing up and becoming successful as only a 16 year old. He's leaving the old Stella behind as he tours. How will I ever be able to show I'm not the old me and neither are my feelings?
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You Saved Me.. (Hayes Grier Fanfic)

68 parts Complete Mature

I have so much to tell you, but I don't know where to start. This is the beginning of giving you my heart. I've been through a lot of sorrow, I've been forced to endure pain. I have had some feelings that I never could explain. My heart has been shattered, time and time again. And I came close to believing that love was a sin. Now all I have are pieces of a heart that once was whole. And I'm trying to fix the damage from where it took it's tole. I'll be completely honest, I'm overcome with fear. I'm terrified of love because it only brings me tears. I'm clinging to my heart, afraid of handing it to you, because I'm afraid that, like the others, you'll just crush it too. If my heart breaks anymore, all I'll have left is dust. I'll be devoid of emotion, sanity, or trust. So if I give you my heart, please handle it with care. Don't throw it to the ground and leave me swimming in dispair. It's just so hard to love again when my heart is so worn out. I promise I'll try but please forgive me if I have doubts. I just hold my breath and close my eyes as the two of us get shoved into this fearful nightmare we have come to know as love.