Punk!Zayn and Nerd!Niall
if you think I won’t wear the same bra for three weeks straight you are dead wrong
some girls change their bras daily?
How often are you supposed to change them? O_o
Wait…you’re supposed to own more than one?
Wait some people only own one bra?
Dude, have you seen how expensive bras are for a comfortable one?
— Troye Sivan (via pretty-in-phan)
Ten years, ten years was a long time Ethan thought as he stepped out of the car. But yet, it didn’t feel like ten years. Ethan could still hardly believe he was here, that he’d survived another birthday without his twin, without him, without Aiden.
Shaking his head, Ethan closed his eyes for a moment before closing the door to the backseat and walked into the empty cemetery, breathing in the fresh cold air. He’d seen a group of boys run across the street earlier, laughing as they chased after a lacrosse ball.
The thing that pleased Ethan most as he walked quietly down the path? None of the graves were fresh, the newest one dated four years ago, an old man who’d died of natural causes.
Stepping up to a simple grave, Ethan felt his heart clench when he saw a bundle of fresh flowers lying beside the stone, tears filling his eyes as he bent down.
"Hey Aid," Ethan whispered tenderly. "Happy 27th birthday to us." Clearing his throat, Ethan shifted a bundle in his arms. "I brought someone to meet you."
my motto is “if it takes more than 5 minutes to cook i’d rather starve”
"Dude, close your mouth. You’re drooling all over my pizza."
Ethan snaps his head from where he had been following the swaying ass of their waiter towards the voice, unconsciously doing as he’s told as he levels a glare on his twin. “Shut up, Aiden,” he grumbles, taking a bite of his pizza. “I am not.”
Aiden remarkably manages to keep a straight face for three whole seconds before he lets out a snort, shaking his head and smirking. “Uh, yeah, you are. I may be your twin, but I’d appreciate it if you kept your bodily fluids to your half of the pizza.”
TELL ME THAT SCHOOL ISN’T HARD
I KNOW YOU’RE GROWN UP
I KNOW YOU ARE MY PARENT
I KNOW YOU’VE ALREADY BEEN THROUGH THIS PART OF LIFE
BUT SCHOOL HAS GOTTEN HARDER
AND TEACHERS ARE UNFAIR TO ME AND ASSIGN TOO MUCH
AND THEY DON’T UNDERSTAND THAT WHEN I AM TIRED
I CANNOT DO WORK
I CANNOT SUCCEED ON A TEST
I CANNOT FUNCTION