I would say hello, but that's too cliché.
My name is (you actually don't give a shit you're just gonna replace it with your own name don't lie to me) and I hate clichés.
Like, with a passion.
A boy once bought me flowers, so I sold his soul to satan so I could look perfect literally 24/7.
#totesrandom
I'm probably on tumblr and hate Twitter because I'm not cliché.
I hate Starbucks EW cliché.
I basically never want to do anything, because everything's a cliché.
Including this story line.
Basically, I'm about to meet your fav band member in an extremely cliché way. Most likely scenario is that I bump into him, start to say, "WHAT THE FUCK BRO???" but I get lost in his eyes. Unfortunately, due to my weird rejection of clichés, I get angry and avoid him.
Oh, but I'm pretty much instantly in love anyways.
He chases me for a bit. Not literally. Like in a romantic CLICHÉ way.
Although that is possible...
Anywho, I cave and go on a date and its not cliché.
WHAT???!
A BOY?!?
ACTUALLY PAYING ATTENTION LONG ENOUGH TO UNDERSTAND THAT A CLICHÉ DATE WON'T GET HIM IN MY PANTS??!!!??!???!??
That's it.
I'm sold.
I admit I'm in love with him.
I don't tell him of course, that's too cliché.
OH NO!!
PLOT TWIST OF SOME KIND AND HE'S OUT OF MY LIFE BEFORE I HAD THE CHANCE TO TELL HIM!!!!!!!
*sad Ed Sheeran song on the side bar*
Crying.
Moping.
General sadness.
CUE COMEDIC CHARACTER TO GET SERIOUS AND GIVE ME LIFE ADVICE!!
Emotional embrace.
I'M NOW INSPIRED TO GO AND REACH OUT TO MY MAN!!!
Too bad he's got a new bae..
SEQUEL TIIIIIIIIIME
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