Ello love!
Jk! I'm not actually British! Some guys we ran into at an airport said he knew I was from Massachusetts because I have a Boston accent, and was thinking, "Man! Why you ackin' so cray cray?! I don't got no accent!" Strange man he was...
If I could have any accent for a day, I would have a British one, though! And... If you are reading this and you're British... PLEASE! BE MY BEST FRIEND! Also, if you have a story you want me to read, please, tell me what it is, and I will try my best to find it and read it!
Also, don't be scared, but I'm about to freak out... in a good way...
OMG! GUYS, 49 READS! AHHHHH! THANK YOU THANK YOU THANK YOU!
Now I'm gonna get evil... sorry guys, I hats to be mean but I REALLY need your feedback! I will not post the next chapter until I get at least 3 comments. And BTW, just saying update won't count. Please no hate, just give me your thoughts... no biggy!
So, that's really all I have to say. I don't really have any strange life story besides the short one about the strange man at the airport... So, please, COMMENT/vote/fan/suggest a story?
Love, Meaghan ;)
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"Do we wake her?"
"I don't know!" someone hissed.
"Guys, she looks like she's been crying all night. She's probably exhausted." Louis said.
"She's gotta get up sooner or later."
"I'm just worried."
My eyes fluttered open to find 5 boys gathered around me. Why were they worried?
"Good morning, sleeping beauty."
"Oh shut it, curly!" I hissed.
"That's not my name," he grumbled.
"Then what is it?" I asked, sitting up.
They all started laughing hysterically. I was dead serious, what is their problem.
"Wait, really?!" he asked. I nodded. "I'm Harry Styles! What, do you live in a box?!"
Ouch. I knew I was a loser, but that hurt.
"Harry!" Louis hissed, noticing my facial expression.
"What? I was just telling the truth!"
"Shuddup!" He yelled through his gritted teeth. He turned to me, but I quickly looked down avoiding his gaze. He lifted my chin with two fingers, forcing me to look into his eyes. "Ignore him. He's being an a-"
"Language!" I yelled cutting him off.
"What? Like you don't swear! All teenagers do!" Harry interjected.
"Unless you're a nerd," I mumbled incoherently.
"What was that?" Niall asked.
"I said - uh - 'on very rare occasions'," I stated nervously.
"Like what?" Harry asked, finding this humorous.
"Like when I'm angry," I stated blankly.
"Oh really?"
"Yeah! Really!" I retorted getting annoyed.
"You do not!"
"Do too!"
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Kidnapped... With Who?! (Completed)
FanfictionAriel is not the average 18-year-old girl. She never talks to her parents, she lives on her own in Boston, and her sister isn't doing too well. After a long day of work in a small café, she just wants to go home to her apartment. However, when One D...
