"Prisoner" - Bastille/Dan Smith Fanfiction - WinterOfOurYouth

"Prisoner" - Bastille/Dan Smith Fanfiction

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Parts 16
Time 1h 4m

They asked me who I was? Well, the reality is that I don't even know myself. 
  
  These pages are the only thing that keeps me from going insane.All Rights Reserved

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[[[the wonderful mess that we've made]]] [[[part iii]]] by KayClarkey

'Lily.' A soft voice said from somewhere in the dark. My head was fuzzy and my body discontented from my brain. But the main thing was I felt no pain. I felt relief. I wasn't in the rubble anymore. I could hear beeps and distant voices. I knew I was safe in hospital. 'Lily, open your eyes.' I knew that voice. A happiness crept over me. 'Dan?' I tried to say but barely a sound left my dry mouth. 'Hey sleepy head.' It took far too much effort to do as I was told, but I eventually opened my eyes to see his beautiful face near mine. He was lying beside me in a hospital bed. The window behind him was dark. I wondered what time or what day it even was. I then noticed one of his hands was stroking my face and the other holding mine. 'You know how to scare me.' He laughed sourly. 'Sorry.' I whispered. 'De ja vu.' I told him. It was just like the time is woken up in hospital all those years ago with Dan beside me. I had so many questions but no brain capacity to ask just yet. I wanted to go back to sleep. And that's what I did.

Bad To The Bone (Urban) (Edited and Completed) by BracefaceB24

Many people say I'm stubborn. Some might say I'm arrogant, mean, expensive, or maybe even evil. Now I don't know about evil, but I can say nothing gets pass me without my input. And if you cross the line, that's your ass who's gone have to pay. I'm a big finesser. I get what I want, and then some out of everybody without doing anything. It makes my panties melt when I satisfy other women's men. I think that's why I don't have one myself. My stripping and head game is so good, I'll have your man reconsidering your relationship. Now I know that's bad, but it brings me money. And you have no choice but to deal with it like the rest of them. My name is Diamond am I'm YOUR man's best friend.. But how did it get that far? Is the question that keeps everyone on edge.

"What would you do if I told you I was not who you thought I was?"

Dear Kyle, you were my oxygen, and now I can't breath.

"I'll leave it here. I am not who you think I am. I am more than that. If you think I'm crazy. I'm actually beyond insanity"

Hey, maybe I'll actually commit to this thing. hah. hah hah. On a serious note, this is something not necessarily meant for anyone to read. But I will not stop you.

I am not normal and I'll never be. I don't believe that I am special either. But that doesn't stop fate thinking that.

"It's only a matter of time before you go completely insane, just like me." Highest Rankings | #1 dolan #1 asylum #1 dolantwins

Diaries Of A Directioner by IWriteAnonymously

I tried to end my life, i was alone. No one was here with me. I just wanted a friend. This is my diary, my only friend, the only thing that knows me inside and out. And this is my story.

||Realistic dreams/nightmares|| by AkujiCEO

It's just about all the dreams I basically had overall.

[[[the wonderful mess that we've made]]] [[[part iii]]]

'Lily.' A soft voice said from somewhere in the dark. My head was fuzzy and my body discontented from my brain. But the main thing was I felt no pain. I felt relief. I wasn't in the rubble anymore. I could hear beeps and distant voices. I knew I was safe in hospital. 'Lily, open your eyes.' I knew that voice. A happiness crept over me. 'Dan?' I tried to say but barely a sound left my dry mouth. 'Hey sleepy head.' It took far too much effort to do as I was told, but I eventually opened my eyes to see his beautiful face near mine. He was lying beside me in a hospital bed. The window behind him was dark. I wondered what time or what day it even was. I then noticed one of his hands was stroking my face and the other holding mine. 'You know how to scare me.' He laughed sourly. 'Sorry.' I whispered. 'De ja vu.' I told him. It was just like the time is woken up in hospital all those years ago with Dan beside me. I had so many questions but no brain capacity to ask just yet. I wanted to go back to sleep. And that's what I did.

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