I Wish That Was Me (Liam Payne FanFiction) *ON HOLD*
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  • Reads 856
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  • Parts 15
  • Time 1h 9m
Ongoing, First published Sep 24, 2012
jennifer mitchell is your semi-average 18 year old. has a bestfriend, gorgeous boyfriend. the usual. oh did i mention that her parents are dead? that she cuts herself? well thats her. and this might be shocking but, she has no idea who one direction are. crazy right? well when liam gets back from touring, he notices his new gorgeous neighbor. and instantly he falls for her. but will they be together? what will logan, her boyfriend, do? can liam stop her from self harming? i guess you'll just have to read it!!....
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BOOK #3 He's like a storm-unpredictable and dangerous. I knew he was a sick bastard when he smiled after I hit him the first time. Annoying and obsessive, that's what he is. I sensed it early on, but I didn't realize just how deep it ran until his obsession latched onto me. Until I became the center of his world. Until he started flashing that smug, crooked smile my way. But we can't... we're not supposed to be together. We're polar opposites-existing in the same world, but never meant to collide. Yet, he's ready to tear down everything for me. But it's not that simple. My brothers are monsters. They'll kill him. And still, he doesn't care. ---- Glasses perched on his nose, calm and collected. Exactly my type. I knew he was meant to be mine the moment our eyes locked, that intense gaze pulling me in. And I'll have him, no matter what it takes-by any means necessary, even if it costs me everything. I want to hold him in my arms, kiss him until neither of us can breathe. But why is it so hard? Why does the world push back so fiercely when it comes to him and me? I want him. And I will have him.