Abbiamo aggiornato le nostre Linee Guida sul Contenuto.
Consulta le linee guida più recenti per continuare a condividere storie in sicurezza.
My Best Friend's Wedding

My Best Friend's Wedding

  • WpView
    LETTURE 3,198
  • WpVote
    Voti 44
  • WpPart
    Parti 3
WpMetadataReadIn corso10m
WpMetadataNoticeUltima pubblicazione gio, lug 24, 2014
WpInfo
Fanfiction
1Direction
Her heart was broken, shattered into pieces. And it only took three words to completely break her heart. "I'm getting married" she never thought those words would hurt as much as they did. She never thought he would let those word slip out of his mouth, or at least she didn't try to imagine it. She thought he was just dating this girl then they'd break up after a couple of months. But this time was different. This time he was in love and this time the relationship would be permanent in a matter of months. But she kept a straight face and acted happy for him, he was still her best friend after all. _______________ Huge Thanks to @SilentGrace for the amazing trailer!
Tutti i diritti riservati
Entra a far parte della più grande comunità di narrativa al mondoFatti consigliare le migliori storie da leggere, salva le tue preferite nella tua Biblioteca, commenta e vota per essere ancora più parte della comunità.
Illustration

Potrebbe anche piacerti

  • Walk on Water or Drown
  • 5 Leagues Above ➸ Larry Stylinson
  • Your Harry Styles Love Story
  • The look in your eyes
  • Sweet Disposition (Larry Stylinson)
  • Life In The Boys Home {Larry Stylinson} *Completed*
  • Super Powers, Super Friends, and Super Love. (Larry Stylinson fan-fiction)
  • When Two Different Worlds Collide (Larry Stylinson AU)
  • Just can't let her go {Punk Louis Tomlinson fanfic}
  • He Lied | Harry Styles

(You got here just in time to let me know I was worth saving) Everything is different, yet so eerily comfortable and the same. There's silence for a moment, and everything is still like the world is holding it's breath and waiting for the right moment to exhale. And then Louis is choking and gasping and his eyes are so wide and innocent and blue like deep pools of azure sea water in the Caribbean and Harry is chanting his name, whispering it softly into the air like a prayer. He rolls Louis on to his side and helps him clear the water from his lungs and he doesn't stop saying his name: Louis, Louis, Louis. He's pulling the older lad's body to his own, sitting him up and wrapping his arms around his shivering frame and rubbing reassuring circles on his back with his thumb and he still doesn't stop because all he can think about is: Louis, Louis, Louis.

Più dettagli
WpActionLinkLinee guida sui contenuti