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Ask yourself (part 5)
*LARRY SHIT ABOUT TO HAPPEN, NOTE TO HATERS - leave -.-*
Louis was standing in the living room, the party going on around him. He was drunk: More than drunk. He was beyond his limit, but he didn’t care. Not until he found what he was looking for. The hair, the eyes, the lips, the hands …
He got eye contact; he held the younger lads eyes locked on him as he himself took a sip of his beer. He threw the empty can on the floor, and turned on his heels, walking towards the stairs. Louis didn’t have to look over his shoulder to know that Harry was right behind him. Louis walked inside an empty room, closing the door after him. It didn’t take long before Harry opened it. He walked over to Louis who was standing with his back towards the door, looking out of the window, out on the night.
“It was you, wasn’t it?” Harry asked as he walked closer towards Louis. “You, who sent me the text.” Louis didn’t answer, he just kept
Ask Yourself (part 4)
you have been warned ...
“Harry!” Liam shouted from behind, and Harry turned around, waiting for him to catch up with him. “Hi,” he said as he reached Harry, slowing down. “You disappeared.”
“Yea, sorry, Liam. I just, it’s been a rough day …” Harry said, sleep in his voice as they walked down the pavement.
“Yea, I guess … Louis’s been acting weird lately, have you noticed?” Liam asked as he looked down on the pavement in front of him. “I mean, he has hardly bullied me, don’t get me wrong, I’m trilled, it just seems … strange.”
Harry didn’t answer; he just nodded, continuing down the street, as they turned left. “Do you know why? He bullies you, I mean,” Harry then asked, turning his face to look at Liam as he waited for his respond.
Ask yourself (part 3)
no hate, please...
To Liam's luck he'd only gotten a few marks on his face and upper arms, nothing serious. He'd skipped the first period but returned to English, where Harry was sitting, holding his seat. "Thanks by the way," he whispered as he slid onto his seat beside Harry.
"No problem, I wish you'd call for me or something, so I'd gotten there sooner. I hate that guy. Who does he think he is?"
"The king. He kinda is though. I mean, everyone's afraid of him-"
"Just because you are, Liam, doesn't mean everyone is," Harry smiled and looked Liam in his eyes.
"True, but I mean, no one really does anything to stop him, except from you. But you're new, that's different."
"I guess. I haven't known Louis for years like the rest of you have, and therefor I don't felt threatened by him nor his actions. He seems like any other bully I've met. But that doesn't give him the right to beat up innocent kids," Harry said seriously as he grabb
Ask yourself (part 2)
Louis started his car and pulled out, drifting a bit as he switched from R to D on his gear. It didn't take long before he noticed who was driving in front if him. Harry was - obviously - living nearby, otherwise he wouldn't have taken this road. There was nearly any traffic on this road, no cars at all really. He smiled to himself as the car in front if him slowed down, turning right up a driveway to a red brick-house with two floors. He flicked his eyes back to the road, as he himself was about to turn up a driveway. He held to stop six houses down the road on the left. He got out if his car, wondering if Harry had noticed any of it.
Louis got out if his car. With his books in his hand he walked up to the front door, opening it and went inside.
"Mum! I'm home," he shouted as he walked from the hall through the living room to get to the kitchen.
"Upstairs boo bear!" Joanne shouted back from the first floor. Louis threw his bag in the floor, bo
It was a Tuesday quite like any other for Louis Tomlinson, Grant High School’s 'king'. He was eighteen years, senior, and the captain of the school's football team. He was the school’s bully, the most respected and popular guy, the one anyone feared admired. He had his gang, being two guys, both younger than himself – Zayn, English/Pakistani bad boy with dark brown hair and slightly dark skin. He had moved here from Bradford five years ago. He was seventeen, strong of figure, had a couple of tattoos here and there – something about him told you that you shouldn't get into a fight with him. And then there was Josh Devine, brown haired too, also seventeen, strongly built and the school band’s drummer. He’d known Louis since Primary school.
The three of them walked down the hall of the school, everyone getting out of their way as they headed for the canteen to eat lunch. Louis Tomlinson soon got eyes on us favourite boy-to-bully, Liam, sitt
One Direction Fan-fiction chapter 36
One Direction Fan-fiction
”Harry?” Cassie said with a frown. She had her hand entangled with the guy’s from the picture. She didn’t let go of him. I could have sworn that if it weren’t for all the watching eyes I’d beaten the shit out of him, fucking Amadour, fucking Frenchman, fucking dickhead. She was astonished and confused, not quite knowing how to react. Neither did I, I was frozen and didn’t have the ability to move at all. She let go of Amadour, leaving him just as confused as I as she disappeared through the crowd. My legs finally obeyed my orders and ran after her, pushing away the people who was getting in my way. I lost track of her for a second, stopped to catch a breath. And then, there she was, on her way into the back, only allowed for staff members. I didn’t care, didn’t listen to the workers as they told me not to enter: I just went straight after Cassie, no
One Direction Fan-fiction Chapter 35
One Direction Fan-fiction
*THIRD PERSON POV*
It had been four months since Cassie got home from the hospital. Three months since Harry and her split up. One month since she started to loose weight again. She’d put on about 22 ibs since her abortion. Food seemed to be the only thing that helped. Cassie was simply trying to deal with her loss of the baby. For four months she’d done nothing but eat. She’d gone home from America, away from the reporters, away from her baby, away form Harry. Her family was the only thing she’d brought with her home.
The last month sense had pupped into her head. Getting fat was not the ultimate way of han-dling her situation. She’d started to exercise. Every day: Several hours a day. She’d run, bike, swim, go to fitness centres and even do push ups at home before bedtime. She would hardly eat any-thing. Her mum was getting worried: As a nurse, she knew just how mu
One Direction Fan-fiction chapter 34
One Direction Fan-fiction
The press in US was worse than back home. Harry and I could hardly leave to hotel without being followed by reporters and photographers. Three weeks of that, and our relationship was starting to change for the worse: We started fights over nothing and our language wasn’t pretty. His new friends in New York knew how to party, and of course Harry couldn’t miss that. I don’t know whether I asked him to stay home at the hotel because I needed him, or because I was jealous of him having fun while I struggled with back pains and weird eating habits.
Lately Harry had moved his pillow and duvet into our suite’s living room to sleep on the couch. On one hand I appreciated it, ‘cause that meant more room for my enormous stomach, but on the other hand it hurt. It scared me. It made me sad, that Harry wouldn’t sleep with me. I remember how my dad started to sleep on the couch, just bef
One Direction Fan-fiction 33
One Direction Fan-fiction
I don’t even know where to start. So many things have happened over the past three months. Well, first of all, Harry has moved in with me. Or should I say us; ‘cause we’re living at my mum’s place: Which is embarrassing as well as awkward. I just wanna move out, get my own place. A house, where the kid will be able to play in the garden with the sun shining and birds tweeting in the trees. I want my kid to grow up on the country and play all day, far far away from the crowding city and traffic. But as it is right now, that isn’t going to happen anytime soon.
Harry and the band are going to US for three months to work on and record their next album, shoot some music videos and make interviews. He asked me to come, but I’d rather not. Not that I don’t want to be with him or anything, but I just want him to get some alone-time. I can take care of myself, and if not, that
Prince!France x Reader x Pirate!England [Chap 1]
Let's Go Treasure Hunting!
"It works!" you exclaimed.
"Let's look around the town! I wanna see what's around!" [Bff/n] said, pointing at the town straight ahead.
"Not if I'm there first!" you ran towards the town, having [Bff/n] run behind.
After your little race, you two walked around the town, taking pictures and exploring throughout the town until the both of you got hungry.
"Do you have any money?" you asked [Bff/n].
"No, but I can pickpocket~!" she responded.
You sighed as [Bff/n] slowly sneak towards a rich looking person from behind. Right when she was about to pick his pocket. the man turned around.
The man has shoulder-length blond hair and blue eyes, "Bonjour mademosille~"
"Woah, ther sir!" you cut in, "Please forgive my friend if she did anything but we need to go!" you grab your friend and walk away but was pulled closer by the man.
"Why mademosille~ I never seen you here beore~" he said.
"[Bff/n], gimme a bat." you said as you try pushing
Actor!LevixActress!Reader- Up Close And Personal 4"CUT CUT CUT!"
"You've got to be kidding me."
"Come on, Erwin he's been standing in that shower for hours!"
"No! He's not leaving until he can shampoo his hair like a man!"
For what seemed like the millionth time, Erwin shouted 'action!', Levi's cue to begin-yet again- lathering his charcoal hair with flowery smelling shampoo. Hot water trickled down his toned body, emitting steam that made him look even sexier...if that was possible. Even Hange couldn't help but blush a little. Fortunately, the 44th take of the shower scene was finally good enough for Erwin and it was time for everyone to take a break.
"Oi, (Name)" She heard Levi call out. She turned to face him, seeing that he was still in the process of drying his hair.
"What is it?"
"Does he ever do that shit to you?"
"oh, all the time."
"So this is NORMAL?"
"Yeah...pretty much..." She replied with a laugh. he looked really cute with the towel draped over his head...and god did he smell good...fuck...he's so...goddamn...cute...
Bullied!PrussiaXReader: Celestial Meeting (2/3)
An audible hiss left Gilbert’s bruised lips and he immediately tore away his hand tending to the wound from the left corner of his eye. At the sudden movement of his jaw, another scarlet fluid dribbled from the cut of his lips to his scraped chin. Frustrated, the snow-haired male inhaled before lifting the blood embedded cotton to his wound. He pursed his lips tightly, bracing the stinging contact of alcohol.
Sure enough, it came sharply. Gilbert attempted to keep his fingers from shaking and the tears from seeping out of his lashes. He directed his focus elsewhere to ease his pain. Of course, he thought of the good memory he had kept in his heart since last year: that celestial meeting with a (h/c) -haired girl.
It had truly been a year since he encountered that (h/c) haired angel and not seeing her after that, was a tragedy on his part. The thought of never seeing her again seemed to signify the pain of the alcohol stinging on his wound.
“Do you want us to take you to
Eren x Reader x Levi: Ch4: Words of Love
“(Name)! Oh God, I’m so sorry about last night…” You stopped, your spoon on the tip of your lips as your beloved Eren sat down beside you. “Hanji apparently had some experimenting to do on me. It literally took her all night. You were okay right?” He stared at you, his teal-green eyes filled with both love and worry. You immediately felt a pang of guilt hit you right in your heart, and you gave a small nod.
“Yeah. I was okay. I just helped Levi Heichou clean his office. I swear that man never knows when to stop cleaning…” you replied as you rolled your eyes and sipped what was on your spoon into your mouth. “Yeah, well… I promise I’ll make it up to you today. I don’t know how… but I will!” You felt him place a gentle kiss on your cheek, and a heavy pressure arose in your chest. You knew that feeling all too well, and you couldn’t let it show. You just couldn’t.
Eren x Reader x Levi: Ch5: The Choice~
Your eyes fluttered open the next morning, only to shut quickly to block out the bright light shining in through your window. You flung your arm over your face, a low groan leaving your throat. Your other hand, which was tucked underneath your pillow, grazed over the slip of paper which Hanji had given you the day before, and you slowly moved your arm away from your face. You stared at the ceiling, your eyes half-lidded and your fingers taking a gentle grip on the paper under your pillow.
You brought yourself into a sitting position, your eyes wandering around your room. You moved your hand to rest on your lap, the paper within seeming to taunt your very soul. You took a deep breath, releasing it in a long, drawn out sigh. You knew what you had to do. You had to evaluate. And the only way you could do that, was by spending a full day with Levi. And you knew just how you would do it.
Rising to your feet, you made your way to your door and threw it open, stepping down the hall and up the
Masky X Reader X Hoodie No Escape Chapter 3Masky X Reader X Hoodie
Well That Was Unexpected
|A/N| Again do not expect updates so much, I just feel in a writing mood…
Max and I sat at a small table in the kitchen, eating a piece of the all savory pumpkin pie mom had made last night. Max was barely eating his, while I was almost done. Trying to lighten the mood I decided to talk about how school was almost out. “Hey, Max. What are you going to do once school is out?” He looked up at me smiling. “I’m going to rip up all the unfinished homework I have.”We both burst out laughing, shaking the table with great force. “Well let’s see, I’m going to pick you up from school and take you to that ice cream parlor across the street from your school. You can get whatever you want, but you have to have B’s or better.” Max looked at me shocked. “Really!”
“Yeah. Whatever you want I will buy it for you, and we can go to the park and play until
Masky X Reader X Hoodie No Escape Chapter 1Masky X Reader X Hoodie
Chapter 1: A Happy Family
A/N Hey guys, I’m back now, and I’m doing a particularly long story this time. I will try to keep these author notes short and sweet, so you guys can skip to the story. But first an apology, I know I haven’t been writing much, because I’ve been focusing on my visual art. I won’t finish Jeff’s story sadly so I’m sorry about that. Feel free to unwatch me. Again sorry for not being active on this account, but I love you all and hope you will all forgive me! Well enjoy the story!
A small smile graced my lips as I sat at the round, oak table, stained to perfection, my family surrounding me. My (e/c) eyes closing as a small laugh emitted from within my throat a my father continued to tell everyone about his exciting day at work. “-and then, Bob told me that it had all been a joke. I was so surprised, and very embarrassed, it was really funny.” My mother giggled a bit as she
Mark Sissy Story Part 1 Mark sat down on his couch, eyes closed, snug in Kate’s arms. She brushed his soft brown hair over his ear. Mark opened his eyes, looked up at Kate, smiled, and then pulled himself closer to her as he fell back asleep. Even though it was years ago, he could still vividly remember how and when they officially began their relationship.
It all started in eleventh grade Italian class. Mark and Kate sat two seats away from each other. Everyone in the class was called by Italian names. Mark was “Corrado” and Kate was “Guilianna”. He had known her since kindergarten, but had never had the nerve to speak to her, as her long brown hair and amazing figure most likely placed her way out of his league.
As the bell dismissed the end of class, and students left the room, Mark pulled Kate over to the side in the hallway. “Kate, do you want to hang out sometime? Lik
My love from another world CHAPTER 13Please, AFTER reading this chapter, read the NOTE below ~~
Darkness, that’s the only thing surrounding you. Your headache has stopped but those whistles… The strong whistles have turned into whispers, voices, even though you don’t know where they come from. You try to move, but to no avail. What’s going on?
“She is waking up, when do we tell her?”, someone says.
Finally, you can understand what those voices are talking about.
“She already knows, that’s why she ended up in this condition”, answers another voice.
You don’t know who they are nor what they want. You need to open your eyes in order to find out but you don’t have any strength.
“Poor her… all this time in coma and she’ll wake up alone…”
Alone? Why? Where’s your mother? What has happened? You don’t understand… or you don’t want to… Even though your conscious brain has forgotten everything, yo
WidmoreIt was summer and the sun shine above the small village Barrit. The grass and trees were greener than ever. Not a single cloud was to see on the blue sky.
Mr and Mrs Widmore had just arrived to their manor in Barrit after spending three weeks in London with Mr Widmore's sister and her family.
The horse carriage stopped in front of the manor's front door. The Butler, Mr Darell and the housekeeper, Miss Fitch stood out on the courtyard waiting for the Widmore's to step out of the carriage.
Besides Mr Darell and Miss Fitch, the rest of the servants; maids and lackeys were all together out on the courtyard to wel-come home their lordship and ladyship.
Mr and Mrs Widmore grew out of the carriage. Mr Darell walked towards them and bow.
"Mr Widmore, Mrs Widmore."
"Ah, Mr Darell."
"Sir. Your journey was pleasant, I
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