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Angst ~Sixteen~
*I have writers block but I'll try my best to write this part ^_^ See how dedicated I am? :P lol So, everyone enjoy and tell me what you think =) -Lexa* "That was better than I expected." I laughed and pulled up the collar of my jacket. Out at night in the beginning of winter was not a good idea. "I know. Definitely going on my list of favorites." I grinned, taking in another puff of smoke. "I should stop, you know." "And you're not, why?" He looked at me and chuckled, doing the same. I shrugged simple and looked down at the sidewalk. "Stress, I guess." "Like I said, maybe seeing a-" I gave a cold glare before he could finish the sentence. A damn theripist wasn't gonna fix any of my problems. There was a long silence between us after that. I sighed and threw the cigarette to the ground, crushing it with my heel. Granted, risking my life for cancer wouldn't help my problems either. "So, what are your plans these days?" I looked back up and shrugged once again. I didn't have much thought about it, I've figured most of it out. "Once I get back home I'm finishing the album and then I'm gonna be doing a tour around Asia. See a few sights along the way. Maybe even bring a camera crew." I chuckled. "Wouldn't that be interesting for tv, people seeing me make a complete fool of myself." He chuckled and I smiled up at him, feeling every ounce of stress lifting off my shoulders. Being around him always did that. I don't understand it but...I know it's just what I need. ~*~ -January 22, 2011- "So, are the rumors true?" I chuckled nervously and bit my lip. There was no use lying, there are already so many rumors. "Yeah...yeah, they're true. We've been dating for about a month now." The cheers from the audience made me laugh nervously once again. This is gonna be one of my worst interviews. "How's it like to date a guy who lives practically halfway around the world?" "Well...it's interesting but I know we can keep up the relationship. But with our busy schedules these days its getting kind of hard but we're getting through it." The interviewer smiled and moved on to another question, once again involving our relationship. "In a previous interview a few months ago you admitted you hated rap, yet you're dating a rapper. Why the twist?" I laughed, recalling an interview I did with Ellen 4 months ago, saying I never really got into rap. "He's basically an acception. He and a few others that I'm friends with." "You're friends with many rappers?" "German, at least." I chuckled. crossing my legs. Maybe it wouldn't be that bad of an interview. "And what do you think your father would think about your relationship?" I blinked and gulped quickly. I knew this question would come up. "Um...well...whenever I used to hang out with him before, dad never really minded. Though he did with other celebrities. Dad always took a liking to him so...I'm sure he would be happy for me and Anis like the rest of my family is." "Well, now, here is Lila Jackson with her hit, 'Angst'." 'Alleine mit mir, tausend Fragen im kopf. Jede Nacht zieht unendlich vorbei. Was such ich für mich, ich finde es nicht. Was bin ich und wer will ich sein? Wann geht denn endlich meine Sonne auf? Ich lauf und lauf und lauf� Angst, ich hab Angst Auf diesen Wegen, die ich geh. Angst, ich hab Angst Dass ich mich selbst nicht mehr versteh. Was will ich wirklich, was ist mein Ziel? Will ich denn wirklich zuviel? Ich glaube daran, dass mein Traum richtig ist. Doch die Schatten sind immer bei mir. Sie flüstern mir Zweifel tief in mein Herz. Was tu ich, warum und wofür? Wann find ich die Antwort, der ich vertrau? Ich lauf und lauf und lauf� Angst, ich hab Angst. Auf diesen Wegen, die ich geh. Angst, ich hab Angst, Dass ich mich selbst nicht mehr versteh. Was will ich wirklich, was ist mein Ziel? Will ich denn wirklich zuviel? Wer zeigt mir den Weg? Was gibt mir Kraft? Zu wissen, was mich glücklich macht� Angst, ich hab Angst Auf diesen Wegen, die ich geh Angst, ich hab Angst Dass ich mich selbst nicht mehr versteh Was will ich wirklich, was ist mein Ziel? Will ich denn wirklich zuviel?' ~*~ 'Remember, always search for the one and don't give up.' I looked up at the sky from the balcony, smiling sadly. And...I did. *Ah...anyone think I should do a sequal? Yes, this was the last chapter. *sad face* But anyway, sequal anyone? =) -Lexa*
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