One Direction, também conhecido como 1D, é uma boyband pop que foi formada na cidade de Londres, Reino Unido, em 2010. É composta pelos britânicos Harry Styles, Liam Payne, Louis Tomlinson e Zayn Malik, e pelo irlandês Niall Horan. O quinteto foi formado após seus membros participarem do programa de televisão X-Factor, um reality show musical, como competidores solo e depois se unirem para concorrerem como grupo; eles acabaram na terceira colocação entre os finalistas.
escrita por ninajct Em andamento
Categorias Harry Styles, One Direction
Gêneros Comédia, Drama / Tragédia, Ficção, Ficção Adolescente
O engraçado disso tudo, é que a Lis de 13 anos de idade estaria muito orgulhosa.
Se eu pudesse voltar ao passado eu diria para mim mesma que viver uma fanfic na vida real é muito mais difícil do que parece.
He wasn’t quite sure why the First Wolves requested his presence on such an important gathering, he had some ideas though. The Annual Celebrations for the gods were exclusive events for powerful, influential wolves. Although Harry Styles was a powerful wolf - not that they knew it -, he was also a commoner and somewhat rebel, to be honest.
Maybe they knew about his stealing. Maybe they would hang him.
escrita por byther Em andamento
Categorias One Direction
Gêneros Ficção Adolescente, Saga, Violência
Katherine London, a young woman passionate about writing and traveling around the world decides to stay in Argentina where she was born, simply to give love a chance. The love of her life has a name and that is Paul Evans, a young man from England with a past little recognized by his beloved Katy. The news that Javier and Laby would come from Paul Evans' past to the present would change Katherine's life in a radical twist full of mystery and a thin gap between life and death.
A love story that will leave everyone seriously thinking "What is true love?"
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.
"Everything went well until the day of that damned accident.
My name is Philippa, a normal 18 year old girl. At least I was normal.
I lost everything, but especially the one I love."
Through troubled journeys and happier days, Philippa tries to overcome the pain of loss and much more. Stay with her and find out her story.
P (perrie)– ainda sinto sua falta– digo ja aos prantos z(zayn )– eu tambem!– eu ja podia ver lagrimas nos olhos dele– eu te amo! – Depois de ele falar isso ouço uma barulho na maçaneta e alguem entrando com muita agressividade L(liam )–que porra toda é essa aqui??!!– olhou pra mim da cabeça aos pés com mágua e um pouco de decepção no rosto– porque VOCÊ fez isso comigo?!!–diz ja chorando– eu devia saber vc ainda ama,sempre amou, e sempre vai amar ele! Mesmo depois de tudo que ele fez contigo Pi?
Olho pra zayn e vejo a fúria nos olhos dele ja querendo bater em liam.
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