❀ ⇢ ˗ˏˋ ࿐ྂ ٭ 2011- 2025 ; Cuando la sexta integrante de One Direction empieza a sentir cosas por su compañero de banda. One Direction está en su mejor momento, pero Catherine se encuentra atrapada entre su atracción y las complicadas reglas no escritas que definen su relación. En medio del caos de la fama, entre ensayos, giras y la magia del escenario, algo en su pecho comenzó a arder por Zayn Malik. Miradas que hablan más que palabras y momentos robados que amenazan con desbordarse. "Él es introvertido, no habla mucho" todos decían. Ella escondió una sonrisa, porque solo ella sabía, que el nunca se callaba. #1 MALIK - 29/07/25 #3 ZAYN -12/04/25 #2 ONEDIRECTION - 15/05/25 #2 LOUISTOMLINSON - 19/06/25 #1 NIALLHORAN - 11/12/25

this is a family show, or is it?

The summertime and the butterflies all belong to your creation. ㅤㅤㅤ ㅤㅤㅤ ㅤㅤㅤ ㅤㅤㅤ ㅤㅤㅤ ㅤㅤㅤ ㅤㅤㅤ ㅤㅤㅤ ㅤㅤㅤ ㅤㅤㅤ ㅤㅤㅤ Pedro Pascal ╱ Social Media AU

it really is LOVE on tour

In which the world-famous musician, Harry Styles, meets his match in his new tour photographer, Isabella Blake, leading to more complications than either of them could have expected.

Gabriella Wilson es una adolescente en 2012 en busca de dinero trabajando en una cafetería por las calles de Notting Hill, en Londres. Como todas y cada una de las chicas del mundo en aquel momento, Gabby solo tenía dos cantantes favoritos: Justin Bieber y 1 Direction. ¿Cuál le gustaba más? No se podía decidir, pero estaba enamorada de todos esos 6 chicos, especialmente de un rubio.

"¿Por qué me buscas cada vez que sabes que ya no me tienes?" - Judy Sinclair

"Smoking is bad, you know." The placid voice speaks up from the distant dark corner, nothing to see but a tall silhouette and an orange glow of a cigarette cherry. "It's the least of my problems," I murmur with my own between my lips, proceeding to feel the stagnant debris valley my throat when I suck delicately. He exhales a chuckle of cynical amusement, his footsteps getting every step clearer to my eardrums until I eventually sense body heat burning my back. "And why is that?" He whispers over my shoulder, hands inviting themselves to grip the railing in front of me so I become a prisoner between his inked arms. I swallow. "Because you'll be the one to kill me first." // Aven Brooks is hired to take pictures for the world-renown punk rock band known today as Duplicity; hoping the experience gets her into her most elite-dreamed university. However, when her lenses accidentally capture more than just cheeky sound checks and performances, she comes to a horrifying discovery that Duplicity is anything but a band. Appalled and frightened, she's trapped. *HIGHEST RANKINGS* #1 IN HARRYSTYLES #1 IN ONEDIRECTION ALL RIGHTS RESERVED TO @happydays1d NOT ALLOWING TRANSLATIONS! CONTAINS VULGAR LANGUAGE / DRUG ABUSE / SEXUAL CONTENT / DESCRIPTIVE VIOLENCE / MENTAL HEALTH READ AT OWN RISK!

In the world of the wealthy and powerful, an angel finds herself in need of protection, she is assigned a bodyguard - a beautiful and mysterious man. A man with secrets, but one who is determined to keep such an angel safe at all costs. She is drawn to him despite her better judgement, some excitement, some light into such a dark and dangerous life. // "We can't," I whispered, being the one to break the silence between us. The air between our faces was so thick it was almost as if it wasn't there anymore, I could hardly take in a breath. Everything was so warm, and the longer we spent like this, our lips just hovering an inch from each other, I became so much more aware of every way his body was touching mine. I hated him. We hated each other. Yet here we were, desperate to touch. "I know," Was all he said in response, darting his eyes down to my lips again, a small smirk on his face. Out of desperation, the way he had already got me so wound up, my body was overwhelmed by too many feelings. My hands travelled down from where I was grasping his biceps, I soothed my palms down his sides, his warm skin, before I was holding his hips, right above the waist band of the grey sweatpants he had on. He let out a low hum of approval, and a slow smirk spread across his face as soon as he realised what I was doing. His eyes met mine again and he tilted his head to the side, almost as if he was trying to figure out what I was thinking. He then blew out a slow breath, and the smirk on his face only grew wider before he whispered, "Fuck it." *** i loved you as icarus loved the sun. *** Start date - May 5 2022 ***