Hey, so here comes the "big talk". In case you haven't read Never Forget I'll put it simply, since March 2011, I've been sick - like really sick, cancer sick. After my first ever One Direction concert I became completely /obsessed/ with those 5 boys that just have that /something/ about them. Eventually that obsessed lead me to wattpad, and after months and months of reading, /writing/ on Wattpad, first came the het stories that always come, but they faded into Narry stories, Narry had become my obsession. One thing lead to another and I've got all these chapters and all these comments and votes and followers and /friends/.
But when you're dying, which I am, all that gets put on the back burner, suddenly its nowhere near as important as it once was. You've met the boys but you just don't follow them like you used to. You still read a few of their tweets and listen to their music and you still love them, so, so much. But certain things have to give and I'm sorry guys, but for me, Wattpad has to give. I can't invest my time in them like I used to, I forced myself to go to their concert at Wembley in June when I really wasn't well enough to go, and I literally had the single worst day of my life because I wasn't in the right condition or mind set.
I still love one direction and I still love 5 seconds of summer, I just can't write stories about them anymore because I have to focus on my health, which is deteriorating faster than anyone, including me, was really prepared for and I can't spend my time on here anymore.
I'm sorry
