Please listen to sandcastles in the sand from the how I met your mother Playlist
Thomas emerged from the waves. his white shirt clinging to his slim yet curvaceous body.
Y/N wondered why he was there. Louis giggled irrelevantly - "there's a sandcastle competition here in an hour - the first prise winner wins a whole five English pounds, that just enough to buy your freedom" he laughed and it was equally irrelevant.
Y/N now could understand why Thomas was acting like a northern Irish dog and digging the sand quite furiously on all fours.
Harry smirked handsomely "don't try too hard Y/N I would like to keep you forever" he whispered in both my ears.
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My parents sold me to one direction for a weatherspoons pitcher
ФанфикHer parents are chavs Y/N got sold for a pitcher because her parents wanted a woowoo on a Friday