So, hello. 

It seems Nancy is gone, she just won’t be writing anymore, possibly may delete her tumblr all together. I don’t really know what’s going on.

Either way, I don’t have time to write for this.

I have a few imagines tucked away in my computer that I can post but I just don’t have the time or the creativity to write something totally new and amazing.

I’m sorry. I would delete this all together but I know that some people like to come back and re-read. Plus so many people worked so hard on these stories and I don’t want to just delete them.

I don’t really know what will happen. All I can say is I’m sorry.

-Kate

No One But You part 3 

No One But You…
Part 3: The Nickname. 

After a quiet dinner, Kendall you and your sister clear the table. He blamed the excess wine intake for his slight light-headedness. He tried to be helpful and loaded the dishwasher. As he wiped his hands, he noticed you empty the dishwasher and reload it again. He threw his hands in the air and looked at your sister quizzically. Your sister just whispered in his ears, “you did not load it perfectly!”

Kendall then followed your sister to her room, “Perfect? It is just a damn dishwasher! How the hell do you guys put up with this craziness? I would go crazy, if I had a girl like that in my life! Let’s go out for a walk! I’m starting to feel suffocated in here!”

Your Sister just laughed, “I guess, I have grown up with her…..I don’t see the craziness you see…..Ok, let’s go….”

You sighed in relief as she heard the back door shut, “I am glad they left! I hate my sister and her boyfriends…..they are all so annoying! This one is particularly nosey! Why does he have to mess around with everything? He even loaded the dishwasher incorrectly! He needs to know that the plates always go on this side, and the bowls…..here,” you meticulously arranged all the dishes and after scrubbing the kitchen spotless clean, went back to her room.

You sat down on her chair and opened the window in front of her desk to get some fresh air for a change. You got up again, and changed into your night pajamas with a long sleeved, pink, cotton turtleneck. You then put socks and your warm slippers on, and turned on your computer. As you were waiting for the screen to come alive, you noticed your sister and Kendall strolling on the beach. It was a beautiful clear night, with the moon shining just above your window. They were holding hands and laughing at something funny. You wondered, I can’t even handle one guy…..let me see how long this one lasts……he is so…he is so….aaghhh….can’t think of the word…..irritating!” You then looked down at the screen, and started reviewing the last page you had just written.

Kendall finally asked your sister, “Hey [YSN]….is your sister always so uptight?” 

Your sister laughed, “well….. she was like any other kid, but after we moved to the US from England…..she was about 12 then…..since then she has become more withdrawn and a little compulsive.”

“A little compulsive? She is ANAL-RETENTIVE man! I’m actually scared of those kinds of girls!” he shuddered

Your sister turned around and faced Kendall, “So, what kind of girls do you like?” she drawled seductively.

Kendall had a slanting smile on his face. He checked her out from top to bottom, his gaze resting on her curves, “well….my interest in women is inversely proportional to the clothes they wear!” he said mischievously. Your Sister was wearing a short summer spaghetti-strap dress; she smiled and said, “hmmm….so do you look at the clothes first, or rather lack there of, before dating a woman?”

“You might assume something of the sort….you need not fear [YSN]…..I love your clothes…..or rather lack there of!” they both started laughing and started heading for the house.

“So Kendall…have you ever fallen in love with anyone yet?” Your Sister asked

Kendall laughed loudly, “Everyday…..I see and an adoring fan, so many girls everyday….of course I fall in love everyday!”

Your sister just shook her head and said, “it means the answer is NO! Well Kendall….I would be curious to see who you finally end up with!”

They were close to the house now; Kendall noticed that the lights in the backroom were on, and through the open window, saw you bent over typing on yourlaptop, “Well I don’t know whom I will end up with, but sure will not be anyone like that TURTLENECK girl!”

Your sister found that term amusing, “You know Kendall, whatever you might say, it seems to me that you are a little obsessed with my TURTLENECK sister at this point!”

“NO WAY! NO WAY!” Kendall was horrified at the thought. He followed your sister through the backdoor. He turned around to shut the door, but as he was latching the glass screen door, he noticed you take your glasses off and rub your eyes; you stretched your arms, removed the clip from your tied-up hair and ran your fingers through your thick locks. Kendall stood there with his hands still on the door latch, unable to move his gaze away from the beautiful, moonlit face. You tied her hair back into a bun and put your glasses on again.

“Kendall! Come here…..have you heard the latest Guns’n Roses CD?” your sister called from her room.

Kendall came out of a trance and locked the door, “Yes…..I am coming!” 

Kendall and your sister listened to various new CDs in her room for the next hour or so. Kendall started having some discomfort in his tummy as they listened to the music.

“What happened Kendall? You look a little uncomfortable?” your sister asked

“Must be your sister’s cooking….she may be MS PERFECT, but her cooking sure ain’t…AHHHH,” he doubled up in pain.

“Kendall….Kendall….let me get you some water,” your sister sat down beside him.

“No..No..I think I am fine….hey why don’t we dance on this Paul McCartney number,” he felt a little better and pulled your sister in his arms. This was the first time he had dated a girl for more than a day and still not slept with her yet! That was an insult to his impeccable record- no woman had ever resisted his charm; he had always been successful in going all the way with his women.

They started swaying to the music; Kendall started seductively kissing her as the music mesmerized them. Your sister, herself was quite an experienced lover-she reciprocated with equal enthusiasm. As he started to unbutton his shirt, he had the nagging cramp in his tummy again. He turned red and started writhing in pain. “AHHHH…AHHHH,” he fell on the ground. Your Sister was frightened. She looked around the drawers for some pain pills, but could not find anything.

“Kendall…why don’t you lie down on the bed……let me ask my sister for some medicine….she has all types of medication in her bag,” Your Sister rushed to your room. You had shut the room door and had earplugs on your ears, to keep the sound of loud music away. Your sister knocked on your door for a few minutes, and finally let herself in. 

“[YN]!” she yelled into your ear.

You jumped up startled, she then removed your earplugs, “What happened? I told you not to disturb me!”

“Sorry, sorry….please give me something for pain,” Your Sister huffed.

“I knew he is a PAIN! Your already tired of him!” you said sarcastically

“No…he is not a pain…HE IS IN PAIN!” your sister clenched her teeth and spoke.

You went to her closet and took your big first aid kit out. The bag had numerous compartments, each neatly labeled with the medicines, their indications and their expiration dates displayed prominently.

“What do you do with all these medicines?” Your sister was amazed at your collection

“What do you think I do with these? If I did not have these, who would help desperate people like you and your new boyfriend?” You commented.

“he is not my boyfriend…at least not yet!….But, you are the best…give me a medicine for a tummy ache,” Your sister looked at the different compartments. 

They heard some shuffle at the door. Kendall staggered inside, still writhing in pain, “please, call the doctor too.”

“Kendall…No doctor will be available at this hour. Here have this medicine,” Your sister took the tablets to Kendall.

Before Kendall could take the pills, he retched loudly and threw up on your crisp white bed sheets.

You were aghast, “Oh no…not here!” The next thing you saw was Kendall lying on the floor unconscious.

You stared at the stained bed sheet and then at Kendall on the floor. Your sister was too shocked to say or do anything.

“[YSN]!” you shook your sister, “call the ambulance…call the ambulance!”

Your sister nodded and reached for the phone.

You brought some wet towels from the bathroom and wiped Kendall’s face and dragged him with his feet to a clean and dry spot on the floor. You made sure he was breathing and checked his pulses. You closed her eyes and recited, “ABC…Airway..Breathing..Circulation…..yes that is what they taught us in the CPR class….”

Soon You heard the EMS (Emergency Medical Service) arrive at the front door.

Kendall was soon transported in the ambulance. One of the emergency personnel said, “you ladies can follow us in your car if you want.”

Your sister nodded, ‘I will follow you.”

You looked at your sister, “I will come with you….I know this area better than you do…the roads are not that well-lit at night time.” You changed into jeans and a light blue turtleneck. Then you wore your shoes and picked up your bag, ‘let’s go sis.”

You both arrived at the emergency room and were relieved to see Kendall was conscious again.

“Thanks for bringing me here” Kendall looked at your sister, ignoring you -he could not imagine you being that nice, especially after he had messed up your sheets with the red contents from his stomach. You were still blaming her cooking, till the ER doctor returned with the reports, ‘Mr Schmidt…looks like you have appendicitis…..we need to take you in for surgery!”

You and your sister both gasped, “SURGERY?”

Kendall was shocked, ‘are you sure doctor? I think this is just food poisoning from some CONTAMINATED spaghetti sauce!” he looked sneeringly at you.

You glared at him, “Who asked you to lick the sauce from the sink?”

The ER doctor was amused at his patient and the lady in glasses, “Yes…I am very sure it is appendicitis…in fact you are lucky, our on call surgeon is here in the ER tonight….let me call him…his name is Dr Logan Henderson ….you will like him,” Dr Jones, the ER doctor, smiled and left.



………to be contd…….. 

So I have a new Kendall imagine I typed up a few days ago and  I’ve tried putting it up and yet… tumblr hates me. I don’t know whats going on but I’m going to see if I can get it up tonight.

if not, I’m sorry and it will be up by tomorrow night if it’s the last thing I do.

-Kate xx

Okayyyy! 

So all links on the page should be good to go! submitting questions everythinnnng! i just need to do some heavy updating maybe a new theme? c;  
thank you all for being forever patient with me<3

xoxo - Nancy. 

Hellllo, 

Hello all of Nancy’s wonderful followers. My name is Kate! I’m a good friend of Nancy’s and I’m also a writer. I just wanted to let everyone know that I’ll also be posting stories on here from now on seeing as Nancy is a slacker! 

So, were like co-writers now. This is exciting.

Just so you know, I’ll probably be doing more Kendall and Logan stories seeing as I’m not very good at writing James (I don’t know why, I’m just not good at it.). I’m okay with Carlos stories but I think Nancy is better :)

Uhm, if anyone would like to read my on-going Logan fanfics you can at my blog: http://fanficsofthe1dandbtrboys.tumblr.com/bigtimerush. There are also One Direction fanfics there if you’re interested in them. If you do read them, I would appreciate any feedback you have to offer :)

God, I’m rambling. Sorry. I just wanted to introduce myself and say hi to all of you beautiful people that read this blog :) So hello and I hope to have something up for everyone tomorrow night :)

-Kate xx

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Logan 

is the biggest troll ever,