Day 1: Your Favorite Song

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Day 01 - Your Favorite Song

Everything Has Changed by Taylor Swift (ft. Ed Sheeran)

(I have no internet because of Hurricane Sandy, so whenever I can get to the library I'll be updated. Sorry, but I can't do anything about it! :/ )

A Little About It: I'm a huge Taylor Swift fan, so when I was watching her live broadcast announcing her newest album, I pretty much spazzed out when she said Ed did a duet with her on the album. I was already extremely excited when they'd tweeted months earlier that they were hanging out, I mean my two favorite Songwriters were collaborating. Pretty much the most exciting thing ever. Anyways, when the Song was leaked a few days early on the internet, I cried from joy. Seriously. I never cry over silly things, but I'm obsessed with this Song. I've been dying to write a fanfic based off it, so this entry will be One Direction Fanfiction! Enjoy!

"Trigger Lyrics"

(not completely in order)

All I knew this morning when I woke

Is I know something now I didn't before

And all I've seen since 18 hours ago is green eyes and freckles and your smile in the back of my mind making me feel like

I just want to know you better now

Cause all I know is we said hello

And your eyes look like coming home

All I know is a simple name, everything has changed

All I know is you held the door

You'll be mine and i'll be yours

All I know since yesterday is everything has changed

And all my walls stood tall painted blue

But i'll take them down, take them down and open up the door for you

And all I feel in my stomach is butterflies the beautiful kind

Making up for lost time, taking flight, making me feel like

I just want to know you better now

All I know is pouring rain

And everything has changed

Meet me there tonight and let me know that it's not all in my mind

Story

Tuesday January 14th, 9 AM

The apartment was darker than usual, the particularly thick layer of clouds preventing the sun from making a much anticipated appearance. I sat at the grey marble countertop,

hunched over my bowl of tasteless cereal with a jade blanket wrapped around me, freezing from the mid-winter air that entered through the slim cracks in my window pane. My dark brown hair was still thrown up into a messy bun, with a red polka dot bandana tied round my head from yesterday. My freckle-dotted cheeks were red from the cold air. I felt my heart flutter lightly in my chest when my Blackberry vibrates across the table from me, bringing light to the entire room. I stretch my arm across the counter, reaching for it eagerly and clicking on to the new message.

Same place, same time today? x - H

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18 Hours Earlier

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