#thsx

camila stood in the blazing los angeles sun with her head angled sharply towards the child balanced on her hip. julia’s small balled hands had grabbed a fistful of her hair and had yanked her head to the side with no sign of letting up. she laughed jovially as she attempted to pry her daughter’s determined fingers apart. camila reckons that the phrase iron grip must have originated from children. ❝ if the underlying question is how soon you can see julia again, then you better say your bye-byes for a while, uncle graham. the rockstar lifestyle isn’t exactly baby friendly. ❞ she shifted the toddlers weight into her arms and held her out for him to receive. it filled camila’s heart to see how much graham cared for his niece. it also sent a pang of hurt through her chest to face the reality that what had come so easily for one dunne brother had taken so much work for the other. it was hard to forget billy’s absence in their life. even when he was physically present, sometimes it felt like he was miles away.

anonymous said;

graham dunne is a nice guy. he was honestly the nicest one out of all the boys in the band and she can confidently say that he's one of the nicest boys she's met ever, in england or the united states. if karen was even slightly like camila, she would've been thinking about what a life with him could be like beyond the industry; marriage, kids, house and mortgage and all that. but she wasn't. karen really, really liked graham, but she just wasn't. at least not at that moment in time.

no point in being cruel and breaking his heart on such a nice day though, so karen just quirks a brow at him and says, "i'd hope so. it'd be terrible for the band's chemistry if we didn't — or if we had a connection that wasn't so... positive, don't you think?"