Fanfics de Cara Delevingne e One Direction - Tag Demi Lovato sem o gênero Esporte

It was a rainy and stormy night,usually I loved this kinda nights,but something about it made a shiver run down my spine.
It was 1am in the morning and Alyssa hasn't yet come back from the party.I also hated being left alone in the house.

I was bored and didn't know what to do.I then decided to log into my facebook account to check some stuff.
A disturbing bang from the living room door made me jump from bed.I heard footsteps coming to my bedroom.
I knew it was only Lyssa but I was getting scared at how she was coming to my door.

She opened it and just by the look on her face I was scared!
She was swearing profanities with her gritted teeth.
She didn't acknowledge me as she started coming to the familiar drawer she had.
"Noo not that drawer!" I mentally screamed.
Tears started to run down my cheeks as I knew what that drawer contained.

She quickly drew out a gun from the drawer and I couldn't help but plead. "No no no lyssa,you promised you wouldn't visit that drawer..ever" I said in a quiet voice enough for her to hear.
She quickly glanced at me,then I saw sadness,which was quickly replaced by uttermost rage.
"You can go tell that to that bastard of a boyfriend!" She yelled at me.

Then realization soon hit me,Ian ..Ian was gonna get killed! I warned him but that dickhead refused to listen.
"We're leaving!" She said in a demanding tone,telling me to get up and follow her,I followed her with no hesitation like a lost puppy until we reached the car where she got in and I also did.
It was a silent drive,judging by the way she was driving at such speed,she was trying to get us both killed! We reached Ian's house, she quickly rushed into his house.

I was walking and sobbing slowly into the house,I started hearing pleads and whimpers from Ian.
I decided to walk in and try to get her to stop,but it was too late..
Right in front of me,Alyssa shot Ian shot twice in the head...and his body fell back on his bed. "Nooooo!" I screamed

I slowly opened my eyes shivering in bed,with a sweaty forehead and almost soggy pillow.It was like I was reliving that event once again,the all too familiar nightmare felt and seemed soo real and frightening as it always has been.
This has become my lifetime nightmare since the past 5years,With hands,I wrapped the duvet around my body again,
I didn't scream nor make any noise,the tears just kept on streaming down my face.

De tantas moças expostas no local,de tantas inocentes puras no comercio internacional de trafico de mulheres,se encontrava Demétria Devonne Lovato com os pequenos trapos que lhe serviam com roupas.Algumas choram,outras ficavam caladas e outras se rebeldavam,mas nenhum desses modos agradava-a,se sentia presa em um sentimento de dejá vú e por um momento sorriu,pelo menos um pequeno sorriso,ela tinha acertado,seu nome foi chamado e passou pela porta chamativa da cor dourada que dava acesso as ``mercadorias´´ e as negociações.

De um dia para o outro sua vida mudou, fama, dinheiro , paparazzi, amigos, inimigos e amores.

Quando 5 adolescentes fogem do reformatório de NY a única escolha que eles têm é trocar de lugar com 5 adolescentes riquinhos de um internato no interior do estado que querem apenas se divertir.Fugir de uma prisão para ir pra outra prisão?Não mesmo! Eles são nova iorquinos e vão virar esse internato -e suas próprias vidas- de cabeça pra baixo!

Quatro garotas fazem uma viagem depois do terceiro ano do ensino médio mas algo muito ruim acontece.
As adolescentes tem a poderosa missão de fugir das provas,procurar os culpados e ainda sim,agir como se nada tivesse acontecido!

Quando 5 adolescentes fogem do reformatório de NY a única escolha que eles têm é trocar de lugar com 5 adolescentes riquinhos de um internato no interior do estado que querem apenas se divertir.Fugir de uma prisão para ir pra outra prisão?Não mesmo! Eles são nova iorquinos e vão virar esse internato -e suas próprias vidas- de cabeça pra baixo!

''Garotas Deveriam ser Certas e Boazinhas, Mas eu não sou uma garota normal então quero que você Se foda''
Demi Lovato tem 16 Anos e Mora na Badalada Beverlly Hills, Tem amigos, Amigas e Uma vida que toda garota queria ter.
Ela Saiu da Rehab, e Ta curtindo como se nunca tivesse curtido..
Mas tudo de bom e ruim pode acontecer, mas ela so que curtir...