Niall Horan says 1D are here to stay: “I can’t ever see us splitting up. When one of us gets married, it’s gonna be a teary moment. We’ve known each other since we were kids.”
The Amazing Spider-Man #121 — The Night Gwen Stacy Died (June 1973)Goblin: You cursed interloper! You’ll never take that girl anywhere! She’s doomed, do you hear me? Doomed — and so are you!
Peter: Gwen, no! I’ve go to catch her — stop her fall before she hits the water! I’ve got to, I’ve got to!
Hey, kid — what’s wrong? Don’t you understand? I saved you — you can’t be — No! Oh, no, no, no — don’t be dead, Gwen — I don’t want you to be dead! I saved you, honey… don’t you see? I saved you…
Goblin: Romantic idiot!
Peter: I’m going to get you, Goblin! I’m going to destroy you slowly — and when you start begging for me to end it — I’m going to remind you of one thing — you killed the woman I love and for that, you’re going to die!
There is a question I have been wanting to understand the answer to, but have been feeling that I simply can’t ask. Eventually I just ask it anyway:
Do you think there was a part of you that imagined the two of you would somehow end up together?
Immediately, I wish that I hadn’t. The look on her face—a kind of juddering visceral alarm at what has been said…I don’t wish to see that look many more times in my life. “That would make me way too sad to answer,” she says quickly, and I hurriedly begin another question, about something completely different, hoping that if I say it fast enough these new words will chase the old words away from where they are hanging in the air between us, and maybe she will let me pretend that it was something I never said.
“No, no,” she says, and I can see the tears forming, and I think she means that she doesn’t want to answer any more questions about anything. I mutter some kind of apology under my breath.
But, even now, I’m wrong about everything. Mostly she is just trying to stop my new question. She has something to tell me.
“No,” she says. “I said it would make me too sad to answer but it’s also…”—and she nods even as her voice breaks once more with tears—”…one of my favorite things to imagine.” And through the tears, a beaming, almost beatific smile stretches room-wide across her face. “It’s actually one of my favorite places to visit.”