Your Song Writer
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  • Parts 6
  • Time 18m
Ongoing, First published May 17, 2013
Do you ever feel stupid for falling for someone that you know you can't never be with? But... Theres a little voice inside of you saying don't give up. & no matter how hard you try to forget that person, you just can't. Even if hes with another person. Yup, shit happens. At least mt best friend is there to cheer me up. Did I mention my best friend is Ed Sheeran? Well know you know. 
 I dance, draw, sing a little & write songs. Some for famous singers. Some like Justin Bieber, Bruno Mars, Little Mix, Usher, etc. Yeah, you can say I'm good at it. Theres just someone I write for thats special to me. One Direction. They are amazing, but theres one member that he is... you can say perfect. But thats just me. Well thats me. Hi I'm Sidney & I'm in love with Niall Horan.
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BOOK #3 He's like a storm-unpredictable and dangerous. I knew he was a sick bastard when he smiled after I hit him the first time. Annoying and obsessive, that's what he is. I sensed it early on, but I didn't realize just how deep it ran until his obsession latched onto me. Until I became the center of his world. Until he started flashing that smug, crooked smile my way. But we can't... we're not supposed to be together. We're polar opposites-existing in the same world, but never meant to collide. Yet, he's ready to tear down everything for me. But it's not that simple. My brothers are monsters. They'll kill him. And still, he doesn't care. ---- Glasses perched on his nose, calm and collected. Exactly my type. I knew he was meant to be mine the moment our eyes locked, that intense gaze pulling me in. And I'll have him, no matter what it takes-by any means necessary, even if it costs me everything. I want to hold him in my arms, kiss him until neither of us can breathe. But why is it so hard? Why does the world push back so fiercely when it comes to him and me? I want him. And I will have him.