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Creepy Clown / n.h 911 Series by trasshure
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"911, what is your problem?" *** Book 1
Marsha & The Boys by haiperbola
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Louis on Marsha: "Dia adalah jalang belia yang suka meracau. Aku benci caranya membantah dan mengataiku. Aku ingin dia mati." Liam on Marsha: "Gadis itu adalah mimpi buruk. Dia mencoba merusak resep kue ku dengan mencampurkan kaldu ayam. Bukankah itu gila? Bunuh dia!" Harry on Marsha: "Kalau saja ibunya bukan seorang yang patut di hormati, aku pasti akan menyumpal mulutnya dengan bra lalu membuangnya ke kubangan feses. Bunuh dia!" Niall on Marsha: "Aku benci cara dia mengomentari makanan dan seenaknya mengambil makananku. Dia pikir dia siapa? Sekarang aku hanya butuh seorang pembunuh bayaran untuk membunuhnya tanpa credit." Zayn on Marsha: "Aku tak akan berkomentar banyak selain, bunuh dia." Marsha on The Boys: "Mereka 5 lelaki bau dengan tampang menyedihkan. Suara mereka tak keren dan mereka payah. Aku tak habis pikir, kenapa Ibu menitipkanku pada mereka?" | #3 fiksi penggemar on 8 Oct 2014 | Copyright © 2014 by softeu All Rights Reserved
scavenger 囧 znl by elcessa
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amabelle sanders was everyone scavengers. until she decided she didnt want to anymore. © 2014 by elcessa All Rights Reserved
25 Desember ➸ Hood by -gothkittens
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Berbagai surat-surat yang dia taruh di dalam loker Calum Hood.
Never Had * n.h // h.s by RestiFlwrs
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Through the good times and the bad I know now and I just can't forget You're the best I never had
I'm Okay [n.h] {c.soon} by DindaFahira
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He is stressed He is confused He is fucked up He is depressed He is misunderstood He is tired but still living He is hurt but won't show it He is screaming but is silent He is pain but is still smiling And he always said "everything will be okay."
sketched \\ n.h. (on hold) by trulymadlyfili
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Angel by cuteirishkid
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i can feel the hurt. there's something good about it. mostly it makes me stop remembering. niall horan au
blind // h.s [au] by wreckedkids
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I screamed your name at the top of my lungs into the thick of the woods tonight, just to get it off of my tongue and out from the back of my throat © 2013 by wreckedkids All rights reserved. 8tracks http://8tracks.com/wreckedkids/blind
Don't Let Me Go...~ A Zayn fanfiction by RidaZaidi
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I wasn't always like this. I used to be happy. I used to be the popular girl and I used to smile. But I was an entirely different person now. Life had done that to me. Every thing all happened at once. After the death of my father my life had been flipped upside down. Troy had used me and done something to me that I could never ever forget. He ruined me. I had no clue what was to happen next in my life. I had experienced love, heartbreak and death all at once. Why are all of these people so protective of me? Am I next to die after my father? Why am I always so paranoid? No one knows how my father died, or at least I don't. I know they're all hiding it from me...I just know it. I'm trying to get over it but I can't. Mother won't either. Every time I try to tell her to move on she tells me "You'll never understand love Annie." That's right, cause I won't. It's a bunch of bullshit...love is for idiots. Harry and Niall protect me like they're my bodyguards. I don't need 24 hour protection. I'm not a criminal, nor am I to be hunted down. Or so I think. I can't erase my past, and the horrible things that were done to me and forced upon me. I even keep my story a secret. I'd rather have everyone think that what they knew was the truth, than for them to know what the real truth was; simply because I didn't want it to be brought up again. I find it hard to believe that there's some light out there coming my way. And then there he came. The light of my life. I just have to try and keep him alive with me.