All alone in the studio, again. Sometimes it gets a tad boring to write songs. But sometimes you...well you'll have to try it. Standing on the arena singing out loud the songs you wrote about your love life.
Right when I was about to call my fiancé, the door to my rented studio opened and my Irish leprechaun looked at me, love and caring with a hint of lust and hunger, shined trough his amazing eyes.
We sat down and talked for a while. We talked about nothing and everything. Even though we've been together a long time, I was still into him. Like the first day we met...butterflies and chills.
I really loved him.
Lately, I've felt this warmth in my body every time we touch, even if it's only holding hands. I've read a lot a about this stuff in vampire books. They all say the same: you can only get the warm sensation, from your true life mate.
Niall Horan, is my true life mate. The one I'm supposed to start a happy family with. I really want that though.
I loved Christmas so much when I was little, I'm not saying I don't like it anymore, but it's a tad more depressing. Well this Christmas, is gonna be the best one so far.
My phone buzzed, a new text.
To Tammy bigsis tommo:
From spencer littlesis tommo:
Hey Tammy! It's so long since we've talked and I miss you loads! Why don't we met at the Starbucks close to your apartment? I've got someone I want you to meet...xoxo ;)
I chuckled I bit at her smiley. She is indeed a smiley freak!
To spencer littlesis tommo:
From Tammy bigsis tommo:
Yea...let's meet up at one o'clock. And remember the special person you want me to meet!
Miss my sisser so incredibly much :(....see ya!
I should probably take a shower, I stink! Literately.
After the shower i picked out a rather cute outfit if you ask me. A white oversized jumper, black leggings, coffee suede boots with a matching coffee beanie.
I decided to straiten my hair and apply minimal makeup.
I looked around for my sis, but I couldn't see her anywhere. Suddenly someone tapped me on my shoulder. I turned around to see who it was. My little sis.
She was wearing her nightmare before Christmas hoodie, black tight jeans and dark-purple converse, her studded bracelets and black and white striped fingerless gloves. She had her black and rainbow hair in a loose shoulder braid. As always with a ton of eyeliner.
Even with converse she was a tad taller than me.
We hugged and greeted, like any other non-vampires would do. I noticed a rather handsome guy bedside her.