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The day I met Declan

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Reads 258
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So I saw Declan on Sunday at the Hogmanay party, and met him it was the best day of my life n that's All true, I'm going to write a fan fiction story after this I just want to write my cool experience down so I can never forget haha💕All Rights Reserved

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For the Love of an Angel//Ed Sheeran by GingerNineIncher

"You have to decided if he's worth destroying your relationship with God." Every Sunday, I'm front row. Every Wednesday and Friday night, I'm at bible study. And in between all of that, I'm living my life as a good girl, living strictly by the Christian book. I'm twenty three years old and I don't drink, don't smoke, and most importantly, I don't see boys, unless, of course, they're from the church. And then I met a man with hair as red as the devil himself. (NOT a dark Ed Sheeran Fan fiction. Just a fan fiction)

Real People Fiction by LadyofReylo

This is an experiment. I was tasked with writing an RPF about Adam Driver. I chose to make myself the other character, since I know myself and how I would react or talk to a famous person such as Mr. Driver. I hope to God he never reads this. This is a story about Adam wanting to understand fanfiction and he meet Joey, a woman who curates fanfiction for an online site, much like AO3. They meet and talk--and try to understand whether RPF or other forms of fanfic are dangerous to celebs. There is a connection between the two characters but no actual sex scenes. Happy ending, though, I doubt it would be that way in real life. Liberties I took: Mr. Driver is single. There is no mention of prior relationships. The name of the non-profit Joey works for does not exist. I have never worked for a non-profit nor curated fanfiction. I made up names and places in Brooklyn Heights. I have never been there. Real life things: I am a poet and have taught poetry. I teach writing now. All the information about my family is true. My birthday is November 19, same as Adam's. The photo on the cover is me a long time ago.

You Drive Me Insane (But I Like It) by SymphonyOnMute

A Taylor Hawkins fanfic! "I was on the small stage singing and playing guitar in front of maybe a hundred people when I first saw him. He was tall, skinny, had long blonde hair, a beard and the cutest smile I'd ever seen and he was smiling at me..." Disclaimer: This story is in no way meant to represent the life or views of the persons mentioned, and no disrespect is intended against themselves or their families. This is a work of fiction and is offered as entertainment only.

𝗜. 𝗡𝗘𝗪 𝗬𝗢𝗥𝗞 , 𝗧𝗜𝗠𝗢𝗧𝗛𝗘𝗘 𝗖𝗛𝗔𝗟𝗔𝗠𝗘𝗧 by IIRASUU

"𝘈𝘴 𝘐 𝘳𝘦𝘤𝘢𝘭𝘭, 𝘐 𝘬𝘯𝘰𝘸 𝘺𝘰𝘶 𝘭𝘰𝘷𝘦 𝘵𝘰 𝘴𝘩𝘰𝘸 𝘰𝘧𝘧, 𝘉𝘶𝘵 𝘐 𝘯𝘦𝘷𝘦𝘳 𝘵𝘩𝘰𝘶𝘨𝘩𝘵 𝘵𝘩𝘢𝘵 𝘺𝘰𝘶 𝘸𝘰𝘶𝘭𝘥 𝘵𝘢𝘬𝘦 𝘪𝘵 𝘵𝘩𝘪𝘴 𝘧𝘢𝘳" ♫!

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NF Imagine by Beliebectionermahomi

Nathan Feuerstein Imagine- I decided to write this because since I recently found him uploading a story about him would be a great way to have him be noticed more. I love him and his music and this is what I think could happen if I were to meet him. Just and imagination though ;)

timothée chalamet imagines by beauty200345

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a Piece of Art by melodymakerr

I was twelve years old the first time I saw Parker Wells. I was fighting with my earring to put it in its place in my ear in front of my mirror; a look of sadness possessed my features, thinking about every thing that was wrong with my face and the few possibilities I had to fix none of them. His face appeared in the little reflection. Through the window behind me, I could see his house and his car beside it. He was in the drivers seat and I could hear the truck's noise. He looked grown up, and I was a just a girl. He was looking at me intently anyway. I never thought you could long for someone that bad just by a look. I sadly never saw him again, but I dreamt of him every night. Maybe, if I'm lucky, he'll be my prince and save me. After six years, I got tired of waiting. If he won't show up, I'll be my own prince. I'll save myself.

Familiarity by whitmar2020

I walked on the nearly empty bus in New York City, which was very rare. It was the middle of the night and this was the last train going around the tracks. It was only me in the car for a few stops. I was hiding my face with a hoodie. I had my headphones in when he walked in. I looked up and our eyes met. He looked familiar and I quickly looked away. He's probably a fan and followed me. I probably met him at a meet and greet, at least that's what I thought. I felt a presence next to me and looked up to see the green/blue eyes that were so familiar. I took one of my earbuds out. "Hi?" I asked. "Hey. If you don't mind me asking, but where are you from?" He asked. "Let me know your name first." I said still cautious. I paused my music and wrapped the earbuds around my phone and put it in my pocket. "Denzel Weller." He said holding out his hand. "Rose Pitcher." I told him taking his hand. He looked so familiar. His name tried to break through a wall in my memories. I looked around us to see that there was one person left on the train besides us. I took my hood off revealing my turquoise hair. I just got it done and that's what I'm going to my hotel from. "So, where are you from?" He asked me. "We say where we're from at the same time." I told him. He nodded. "1.....2.......3!" I said. "LA." We said at the same time. I looked at him surprised. I took a closer look at him. He looked like he was around the same age as me, 21-22. I studied his features. He had smaller than average ears, an average sized nose, a strong jaw line, short medium brown hair, and then his eyes. I stared into his eyes and saw that they held familiarity.

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For the Love of an Angel//Ed Sheeran

"You have to decided if he's worth destroying your relationship with God." Every Sunday, I'm front row. Every Wednesday and Friday night, I'm at bible study. And in between all of that, I'm living my life as a good girl, living strictly by the Christian book. I'm twenty three years old and I don't drink, don't smoke, and most importantly, I don't see boys, unless, of course, they're from the church. And then I met a man with hair as red as the devil himself. (NOT a dark Ed Sheeran Fan fiction. Just a fan fiction)