HELLO LOVELIES.
*sigh* I got 10 votes.... so I have to update.
My poor fan-fics that haven't been updated for a month. :'(
I'M SOWWY. DX
Anyways... OH MY CARROTS. I have over 5,000 reads on this story... o.o
That's insaneeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeee!
Thank you so much to everyone that has read this, and supports the boys and Ariella. :'3
They love you guys, hahaha. :P
Even though their fictional characters... well, Ariella is, anyway. xD
Or maybe not...
Perhaps this will happen in the future?
The world will never know . . .
So, I'm asking for 15 votes this time. ;) HAHAHAHAHAHA. >:3 How do you like me now? How do you like me now? You guys know that song, right? Okie. So yeah. I've gotten 10 votes, so I think we can get 15. :P
PS: FOR THE LAST HOUR ALL I'VE BEEN DOING IS STARING AT A BUNCH OF LARRY STYLINSON PICS AND HOLY ASDFGHJKL; I DON'T CARE WHAT EVERYONE THINKS, LOUIS TOMLINSON IS GAYYYYYYYYYYY! YOU HEAR ME?! And I don't mean that in a mean way :3 I SHIP Larry Stylinson! Holy mother fluffer, you peepz gottz to listen to me; Eleanor is just a cover up for Larry Stylinson! >:D
Sorry bout' dat. xD I have to vent. Maybe I can start a clan of warriors; fighting for Larry Stylinson >:P Whose with me?! :D
In the mean time, enjoy the picture of Larry Stylinson to the right ->
I will get Larry Stylinson together if it's the last thing I do . . .
Watch yo' backs Hazza and Lou. You've been warned . . . o______________________O
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I dropped my bag and opened my arms as Louis came whooshing through the door, running at me full speed with alarm in his eyes.
"Hey Lou!" I chirp. In reward, Louis cups my face and pants.
"H-H-Help me!" he cries.
"Missed me?" I smirk cheekily.
"No! That crazy girl came and-"
"YOU'RE BACK!" exclaims an all-too-familiar voice.
No . . . it can't be . . .
My nose scrunches. "Em?" I ask cautiously.
"The one and only!" Em squeaks, pulling me into a hug. The heavy scent of roses fill my nose and I sneeze on her jean jacket. Her lips curl in disgust, but she automatically smiles reassuringly.
"Hey bebz! Where have you been?!" Em exclaims. My jaw drops to the floor. I'm gobsmacked. Where the heck did she come from . . .
"Didn't Ella tell you? We went to Paris for our first-" Niall comes up behind me, wrapping an arm around my waist. I swiftly turn and put him in a headlock. His eyes widen and I smile sweetly before releasing him; shooting him an expression that says, 'shut-up-and-pretend-you-dont-know-a-thing'.
"Woah El . . . uh, what was that for? And Paris?! For what?!" She giggles, bouncing on her toes. I bite down on the inside of my cheek and turn to Louis for helps. He smirks and gives me a, 'you're-on-your-own' look.
Okay, so I sort of kind of never really told Em I was dating Niall . . . . . .
Should I sue Em for manslaughter now? Because I'm going to be dead in minutes . . .
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