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[Second book of the Baked Series] "For when there is Love, every ending is a new beginning". The broken-hearted meet again, but will it be in vain? Age passes a pen to two, where-for once-they will have the power to write their own tale. One where, perhaps, a prince gets married to another prince. A second chance? Time runs. © 2015 by theCuppedCake. All rights reserved.

I made a wrong move... no no no. I made the worst move I could ever make. Why? Was I feeling daring? Did I want a challenge? I don't know what was going through my mind but I knew I wanted you, I wanted your hot impure body to mine and I wanted and still desperately want to know if you love me. I want the smoke you breath to fill my lungs, my heart intoxicated by your every vibrant nature and action. I want to be the one you hold close to your waist, your dark nature diminishing whenever I'm with you, a sly smirk to cause a blush on my cheeks, the same smirk I use to despise on you but for an entirely different reason. But at the moment you are gone, doing god knows what, probably without me on your mind, probably living your life like you use to Happy But me? I am about as dead, lifeless and tired as one of your Burnt Cigarettes

Louis Tomlinson is a struggling, out of job actor who finally lands a possibly career changing role-- playing the boy-next-door boyfriend of a famous tv show's main playboy character for the whole season. The problem? Louis is straighter than a pole. But as showbiz is a tough business and this might just be his big break, he's going to have to suck it up and learn how to act gay.

Liam Payne is just your average fire-fighter. Strictly devoted to his job and loves it. His life is busy... but eh. He loves not having distractions. But maybe girls setting their kitchens on fire just so the sexy fireman can arrive and put out 'their' fire... yeah, that's not so average. Now comes in Zayn Malik. He's your typical peeping tom, the typical loner, perverted guy, who you never ever want to be neighbours with. Ever. And when Zayn, during one of his usual afternoons (that consisted of casually stalking- er- observing his sexy curly-haired neighbour from the crack of his curtain) notices said neighbour's house catch on fire, he's a bit shaken, naturally. But oh boy, that shake was nothing. 'Cos when Zayn lays his eyes on the sinfully sexy fireman that gracefully jumps out of the red fire truck, amidst the chaos, his arm muscles rippling, and the sturdy white hose grasped tightly in his strong and agile hands... yeah. Zayn simply can't help but eye-rape the hand-crafted masterpiece of God. Zayn is literally shaken, and not in the bad way. And now... why the fuck is he having morbid thoughts of setting his house, and especially himself, on fire? (Mainly Ziam, with slight Narry/Nouis.) (Highest Ranking: Humor #56 and FanFiction #124 on 23 Feb 14) © Copyright: All rights reserved. || zarrycupcake

[ONGOING] in which Zayn suffers from the paranoia of an eating disorder, and Liam is unsure of what he wants. {CONTENT MAY TRIGGER} © All Rights Reserved