CrazyLittleLassie

It was cold. I woke up to darkness. I pulled my blankets off and sat up. Stretching and rubbing my eyes. Where did Mark go? I thought. I was staying the night at the dorm, Mark had let me sleep in his bed. I thought that he would still want to sleep in his own bed, I don’t take up that much room. I  put on my slippers and quietly shuffled out of the room. There was a flicker of light coming from the living room. I snuck down the hallway, and poked my head around the corner of the wall. I saw a head of fiery red hair leaning on the back of the couch. Mark what the hell are you doing? I approached quietly, trying not to trip over the edge

The sky was dark, it was always dark in her mind. This lonely little girl, who dreamed of magic and true love, had been crushed by the weight of her mistakes. One wrong turn down a path she wanted so badly. She had simply wanted to get to know someone better, but that someone couldn't see that. That someone avoided her and ignored and tried to always be as far away from her as he possibly could. She thought he was different than that. Different from all the others she had tried to get to know. Her heart had crumbled a long time ago, she had hoped that he would be the one to fix it. She woke and it was still the terrifying dark inside her cave

I knew he would never smile at me like he did to other girls, or give me the time of day to just stop and chat, and especially he would never fall for me the way I fell for him. This torture never ends. I see him at lunch and in the halls for very brief periods of time, seconds really, but every chance I get I look to see if he even notices my existence.  His perfection shines brightly through all the dull people around him. I have never understood why no one thinks he is worth any attention, when it’s obvious he so desperately craves it himself. I spend most of my time with my mind being invaded with thoughts of him, images never stopp

Chanyeol Imagine It had been a long day at SM Entertainment. I, So Ah, had lessons all day with EXO’s Chanyeol. He was trying to teach me how to play guitar. It had been a major fail the first 2 hours, but i had started to finally pick up the notes easily after that. I was finally able to  play the scale around noon, and we had been at it since like 7 am. Chanyeol decided we should take a break and get something to eat. We walked down the hall towards EXO’s practice room. I wondered why we were going here. Looking in through the large window I was in awe. “Wait here.” Chanyeol said. I nodded as he went in. I continue

Hair. It comes in many of colors. We use it as an accessory, something to play with when we get nervous, and to magnify our beauty. His hair had been a rainbow of colors, from pastel pinks to blonde, varying colors of browns, reds, silvers, and even green once. His head an actual rainbow once, chalked in with chunks of color. He loved his hair. Thats why he changed it so often to keep people shocked at every moment. He didn’t like to be normal. Stephen just liked being different to much sometimes. He had gone over board one time and came home with a bright neon red. His mother scolded him all night for that one, she normally didn&rsquo