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Rosie's POV
Yesterday I was diagnosed in a box with no air, with no happiness, I was so weak I couldn't smile, but when Niall showed me his love to me, I broke that airless box with my hands, and ran, ran to my home, Niall's arms.
Today we decided on writing some songs, all of the lads were great we finished an ep for Halsey!! We've spent 7 hours writing songs and editing, all we gotta do is go to the studio and record then telling john, who's our manger, he treated us like his kids, I couldn't be more happy.
" phew!! We finally finished"
"Great job guys"
"I can't Believe it!"
" We are such a great team! Holy shit!"
"We'll rule the world oh my god"
All of us were so happy for working hard and together.
Halsey's ep was called "room 93"
The name of the ep was taken from Michael's beach house, it was number 93, there were we decided to follow our dream, unforgettable moment.,
We were laughing until Louis announced he was hungry, the guys went to buy food as us, the girls were cleaning, we're still in Australia till next year, we'll do a tour in all Australia, release the 5sos ep and one direction's first album.
Exciting eh?
The boys arrived with the food, the girls prepared the table, I was about to cut the bread until I injured myself, Hannah noticed  as she gasped, Niall came quickly he almost tripped, it wasn't a big deal though.
We got into the bathroom as Niall cured my injury, his face was full worry, he placed the tape on the injury and hugged me tight, his hot breath was on my neck, making me shiver, he placed a soft kiss on my forehead, I clutched into him as if I'm not seeing him again, luke Shouted like a girl as called us, we chuckled as went to the kitchen, they guys bought Chinese.
We ate then cleaned, as the lads begged me to read some of my writings, I want to read one I wrote when I was in America, the boys sat like little kids in a reading club, I was holding the paper in my hand, inhaling deeply, they looked with bright smiled so I could start reading.
It started with:
" We weren't the only kids who grew up this way, to this day kids are still being called names, the classics were hey stupid, hey spaz. Seems like each school has an arsenal of names;
Getting updated every year
And if a kid breaks in school
And no one around chooses to hear
Do they make a sound? Are they just the background noise of a soundtrack stuck on repeat when people say things like kids can be so cruel?
Every school was a big top circus tent
And the pecking order went from acrobats to lion tamers from clowns to carnies. All of these were miles ahead of who we were. We were freaks, lobster claw boys and bearded ladies, oddities juggling depression and loneliness playing solitaire spin the bottle
Trying to kiss the wounded parts of ourselves and heal.
But at night while the others slept, we kept walking the tightrope, it was a practice, and yeah some of us fell but I want to tell them that all of this shit is just debris leftover when we finally decide to smash all the things we thought we used to be and if you can't see anything beautiful about yourself
Get a better mirror
Look a little closer
Stare a little longer
Because there's something inside you that made you keep trying, despite everyone who told you to quit, you built a cast around your broken heart and signed it yourself. You signed it "they were wrong" because maybe you didn't belong to a group or a clique. Maybe they decided to pick you lady for basketball or anything
Maybe you used to bring bruises and broken teeth to show and tell but never told.
Because how can you hold your ground if everyone around you wants to bury you beneath it? You have to believe that they were wrong
They have to be wrong..
Why else would we still here?
To this day's poem. "
I finished as I took my breath, they lads' jaws dropped, the girls kind of teared up, Niall looked at me proudly.
I folded the paper as I sat on the floor, looking at them
They told me how talented I am, and that they're lucky to have me and etc
Wow, I never imagined I'd be like that, a writer with the best family.
That's incredible.
There will be one person who'll enter your life
Pastes a smile
Downloads fun
Deletes your worries
And Saves you.

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