Pickels storie

You could say that this was the universe’s way of paying me back for all the hate I’d shown towards its most precious creations. Thrusting me violently into a hotel room literally filled with screaming teenagers. This is what I get for being a good friend. Or, for trying to be a good friend. I signed up for this concert to meet One Direction because my friend Anna was totally obsessed with those British dicks she never ever ever stopped talking about them. I never expected to win this contest, and I never in my wildest imagination thought I'd ever find myself falling for the four nippled, cury haired, Harry Styles. Now, there's a serial killer targeting One Direction and he doesn't care who he shoots. I need to reevaluate my life and decide if I want Harry or a big box of snickers, while trying to keep everyone from dying.

I'm a suicidal teen who makes a deal with the devil and he saves my life and then we fall in love

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