Patrickholland Stories

Why do we listen to what they say? I mean they did the exact same things when they were younger! It's just not fair! When they were our age they were probably worse then us! So why is this any different? I mean what if they don't know? You know what... screw it

"Y/n come on, we have to meet everyone in five minutes and you are going to make us all late!" My friend exclaimed as the other two people in our small group waited by the exit. As we were looking around the shop in Kingston, acting like the tourists we were, it had began to storm, and I hated storms. As stood there not knowing what to do, a boy around my age saw my troubles, and began to walk towards me. "Here have my hoodie," he says handing it over to me, "I have loads more, and you seem to need it more than I do right now." I thank him as my friend gives me a thumbs up before pushing me out the door. Leaving me to wonder why this mysterious boy gave me his hoodie.

A young lad is forced to abandon "The Storm's Siege" during a terrible storm, and is rescued by "The Duchess".

"Just let me cry a little bit longer I ain't gonna smile if I don't want to. Hey man we all can't be like you I wish we were all rose colored too. My rose colored boy"

Summer Lovin... had me a blast.... summer lovin, happened so fast// Hot kisses and long days together, most summers don't happen that way. However, like most things, it had to come to an end.

no podía imaginar que de la noche a al mañana todo daría un giro super... wuao espero no arrepentirme de haber querido ser su amiga... quien sabe que pueda pasar más adelante ojala y todo vaya bien

I make your Paddy Holland obsession worse.😉 Requests are open.

Hey! Call me V. This is my first book and im rlly excited. Plz vote and more importantly comment. Requests are open! More info in first chapter. Please enjoy! :)