#maxcausepenis

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Yeah I hate the swim suit thing too. When I was in Greece I was like the only fat girl there and it was really embarrassing and horrible. Do you ever feel like the only thing people see is your body and they don’t really see you

YES!!! And then you like crouch over into your self to like try and 'hide' your body and shit X_X

I freakin hate it!!! 

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Same same omg I like swimming in the summer too but it’s not hot enough to swim but swimming is the best thing for you because it works every part of your body

i fuckin HATE swimming....

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So do I omfg. I find riding a bike so much better than anything is that bad

no cause i actually love bike riding...... i would much rather do that than anything else...

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I FEEL YOU LYSA

ughhh hate so much.

maybe i'll just go running for hours and lose mad weight or something........ i hate running so that wont work >_< 

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#mylife

like why can't i just be skinny, or like 'thick' curvy. 

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story of my life bro

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same D’:

Tara’s POV;

Nathan’s presence at the house has been an occurring thing; he’s here almost as much as Mal is. It’s almost to a point when I wake up and am shocked when I go into the kitchen to make a cuppa and he isn’t sitting there drinking his own or making Mal breakfast whilst making kissy faces (ew couples) with each other. Not that I mind he’s a lovely person and he makes Mal happy, that I am eternally grateful for, but sometimes I miss it just being us two against the world. Lately it’s been Shawn and I working our bums off with this damn contest. 

Like tonight, one of our few and far between off days Shawn and I are in the pub that is tucked away in Hampstead working on the list of Questions for the contest. Not that we mind. The pub was filled with laughter, it was warm, had good food and beer. The comfy sofa seats in the front half and the dimmed lights gave it a relaxing vibe. While the food and the beer are good the best part are the people. It being a gay pub (No chance of being hit on, just some giggly guys and a few pictures) you find some of the most unique people in London. But on nights like tonight it’s relatively slow keeping the noise at a murmur making it an ideal place for brain storming.

Shawn let out a huff, tossing down her pen frustrated again. “Why can’t these bloody questions write themselves?”

“Well Shawn I’m sorry to say the pen, is not a wizard it can’t write on its own.” She sent a glare and the middle finger my way making me giggle in return. “We just need to think really hard.”

“Yeah well that must be hard for you huh?” Shawn said with a smirk playing on her lips.

“Oi!” I yelled whacking her on the arm “I’ll have you know I think, sometimes.” 

“Okay! Let’s get down to business. We have 15 really good questions to make up by the end of tonight or Jayne will have our bums on a platter!”  We lapsed back in to silence, my eye brows furrowed trying to think of something that isn’t too hard to know but hard enough so it’s fair.

“I got it!” Shawn exclaimed with a smug smile “What about how long auditions lasted for?”

I hmmmed in agreement “That’s good. What about the first song I learned on the guitar? It’s not like a proper hard question but it isn’t too easy yeah?”

Shawn nodded and wrote it down. That’s how it went for the next half hour until Nic, Mal and Nathan showed up unannounced. How they knew where we were was a mystery to me. Nathan and Mal were sat on a love seat basically on top of each other whispering to each other and stealing kisses. Nic had gotten them all beers and refilled ours and sat down to help us finish the list claiming that we need to get pissed tonight. With the added people the questions seemed to be flooding from us

How long were we in auditions for?

2.       What song did Tara learn first on the guitar?

3.       Who auditioned with her sister?

4.       What was the first single to go number one?

5.       On the Code tour what was the last venue?

6.       Who was engaged?

7.       What members have twins?

8.       Where are we from?

9.       Whose mum was a football player for her school?

10.   Who tried out for the X factor but didn’t make it past the first round?

11.   Who was in a band before?

12.   Who is single?

13.   Who wore the shock collars?

14.   Who has a snake?

15.   What is out tour manager’s name?

  “Send those to Jayne yeah.” Nic pushed, checking her phone most likely scrolling down her twitter feed, “We can all go home and get ready and go clubbing it’s been a bit since we went out together.”

Mal’s POV;

From Mal To Nathan: We’ve got to get T and J to talk tonight. Ask him to come out with us xx

From Nathan To Mal: Can do. See you later beautiful :D xx

  “T I am picking out your outfit for tonight!” I yelled, running down the halls in my pants to her room “and there is nothing you can do to stop me!”

She let out a sound of protest and flopped down to her bed knowing she wasn’t going to win this battle. “You always make me look like a huge slag when you use me as your human Barbie doll.”

I rolled my eyes at that, she’s got a banging body and if it was her dressing herself she’d wear something that wouldn’t flatter her as much as it should. I tossed down a tight fitting lace back-less dress, Aztec print black and white pumps, and a blood red clutch. “Put it on and do you hair and makeup and met me at the landing in forty-five minutes.”

*

The air was a bit nippy for this time of year but no one seemed to mind seeing as there were people crowding the streets waiting in lines to get into various clubs. T and I walked with linked arms to the front of the line (a perk of being in a girl band) getting glares sent our way from people in the line.

The club was thriving with people making it hot and cramped. Music was playing so loud that you could feel the bass of the song in your veins. Nathan had text me earlier to say that the girls were already here as well as him and Jay and that they were in the booth in the far back. T is not going to be happy when she sees him.

“Nath said they were in the back come on.” I yelled in Tara’s ear, locking out hands together to pull her along with me.