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Soft like Midnight
She never meant to fall for him. Not like this. Not in a game. By day, Lily is a poetry-blooded romantic hiding behind the fan account @oceanmoonlight, where she writes about Calum Hood like he's something divine. Untouchable. By night, she's Leviosa-just a quiet girl with a sharp tongue, playing Fortnite to outrun the noise in her head. And him? He's LooseUnit. He's sarcasm and silence and the low rasp of a voice that curls into her skin. She doesn't know his name. Not at first. But she knows the way he listens. The way he laughs when he shouldn't. The way he says her name, like a secret he wants to keep. What begins as flirtation turns into something quieter. He tells her things he hasn't told anyone else. She answers in poetry disguised as jokes. Every match becomes a confession. Every win, a heartbeat. Every loss, a longing. And then-slowly, softly-they know. Without saying it, without needing to. He's Calum Hood. And she's the girl who's been writing about him for years. But neither of them dares to break the spell. Not yet. Not when it's still this tender. Because sometimes the most beautiful kind of love is the one that exists between the lines. a poem, posted late at night: "You ruined me quietly- like the song I played too often, like the game I swore I wouldn't get attached to, like the voice I never should've missed."Concluída
KIKing || L.Hemmings ✔
Nie wiadomo, do czego doprowadzi rozmowa na Kik'u ze znanym piosenkarzem. ©2015/2016Concluída
💢Irwin's family
Ostatnia część " Nuudy.pl// 5 SOS" " Przypomnij sobie " " To wszystko zmienia... " Co się dzieje w domu Ashtona i Abby? Możecie się przekonaćConcluída
Crush | l.h
Podejmowanie złych decyzji to moja specjalność. Zakochiwanie się w osobach, w których nie powinnam też. Mówi się, że między miłością, a nienawiścią jest bardzo cienka granica, którą łatwo przekroczyć. Czy w mojej bajce miłość również zwycięży? Przekonaj się sam. #94 Fanfiction 30.09.2016Concluída
Hi or Hey! ✔
Baca aja siapa tau ketagihan :v #483 in Short Story - June 2nd, 2k16 #357 in Short Story - June 26th, 2k16 #118 in Humor - August 30th, 2k16Concluída
lifesaver ✔ || l.h.
"-Zgadzasz się ze mną?- Unosi brwi i rzuca mi ciekawskie spojrzenie. Krzywię się lekko, ale nie odpowiadam. Ashton kiwa głową, zapewne zgadzając się ze swoimi myślami. Kilka minut siedzimy w ciszy, przyglądając się Luke'owi. -Polubił cię.- Mówi nagle brunet, co wyrywa mnie z zamyślenia. Kurde, bo ja jego też... -Lubi o tobie mówić. Gdy to robi, zachowuje się całkiem inaczej. Dzięki tobie, to zupełnie inny Luke. Uśmiechnięty i ciekawy kolejnego dnia." Uwaga! Mogą pojawić się wulgaryzmy i sceny +18, czytasz na własną odpowiedzialność. copyright © londonslove_ : 2014. Wszelkie prawa zastrzeżone. Zabrania się kopiowania, publikacji i modyfikacji materiałów pochodzących z tego opowiadania, bez wcześniejszej zgody autora. TO NIE JEST TŁUMACZENIEConcluída
💢To wszystko zmienia...
Minęło kilka lat. Co się działo? Co się dzieje? Czy Abby i Ash nadal są razem? Co z innymi? Żyją. Mają się dobrze. Tak się zdaje. albo: - Wczoraj się uśmiechałam, dziś płaczę...- Wyszeptałam, ścierając rękawem łzy z policzka. - Ale jesteś tego pewna? - Jestem... To wszystko zmienia...Concluída
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instagram | mgc
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Story Ideas
Heyyyyooooo. A book full of my fantasies I'm too lazy to write about. ps I'm currently working on a book but that might take 19302732 years to finish. (I'm hoping to finish the whole book before uploading) If I don't trust myself, it might go in here. So yeahhh. hahahaha. Please don't take any ideas without credit or me knowing! xx hazzababygurlConcluída
She never meant to fall for him. Not like this. Not in a game. By day, Lily is a poetry-blooded romantic hiding behind the fan account @oceanmoonlight, where she writes about Calum Hood like he's something divine. Untouchable. By night, she's Leviosa-just a quiet girl with a sharp tongue, playing Fortnite to outrun the noise in her head. And him? He's LooseUnit. He's sarcasm and silence and the low rasp of a voice that curls into her skin. She doesn't know his name. Not at first. But she knows the way he listens. The way he laughs when he shouldn't. The way he says her name, like a secret he wants to keep. What begins as flirtation turns into something quieter. He tells her things he hasn't told anyone else. She answers in poetry disguised as jokes. Every match becomes a confession. Every win, a heartbeat. Every loss, a longing. And then-slowly, softly-they know. Without saying it, without needing to. He's Calum Hood. And she's the girl who's been writing about him for years. But neither of them dares to break the spell. Not yet. Not when it's still this tender. Because sometimes the most beautiful kind of love is the one that exists between the lines. a poem, posted late at night: "You ruined me quietly- like the song I played too often, like the game I swore I wouldn't get attached to, like the voice I never should've missed."
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