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"Cosa stai scrivendo?" si avvicinò sorridente con due tazze di cioccolato caldo.
Spostai il computer in grado che potesse leggere e mi girai per vedere una sua reazione.
"Una storia col tuo stesso nome?" alzò un sopracciglio passandomi una delle due tazze.La presi e ne bevvi un sorso,annuendo e nascondendo il naso in quest'ultima.
"È un pò la mia storia.." sorrisi leggendo velocemente le ultime righe che avevo appena finito di scrivere.
Guardai poi Louis "Mi correggo,la nostra storia."
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Lost
When I wake up I feel cold and my whole body is in searing agony. On one side of my head my curls are wet and matted down, and I can only assume the wet substance is blood. I realize that my hands are tied behind my back, I'm gagged..and in nothing but my underwear. I open my eyes to find myself in a large basement with only one light. I have no idea where I am or who took me here..I'm lost..and I pray to god that someone, somehow...will find me. Larry Stylinson Fanfic: A/U An eighteen year old Harry Styles gets taken one cold winter night by a man in a black van. When he wakes up, he finds himself alone, tied up in a cold, dark basement. Will anyone ever find him? If so who? And more importantly, what will happen in the aftermath?Concluída![Like A Hole In The Head → [Lilo] ✔️](https://img.wattpad.com/cover/39923571-256-k875939.jpg)
Like A Hole In The Head → [Lilo] ✔️
"So I've been nominated for an Oscar," Louis says carefully. If he's called to gloat, Liam doesn't care; proper phone etiquette be damned, he will hang up. He will. "I know," Liam says. "Everyone knows that." "Right," Louis says. "I didn't know if you," he cuts himself off, and if Liam didn't know better by now, he'd say Lou was nervous. "Didn't know if I what?" Liam asks. "If I was awake lately? If I'd blanked it all out? If I'd turned off the internet and lived like a hermit to avoid your name?" "I was going to say, if you remembered me," Louis says, worry and bitter and so, so familiar. "It was a divorce, Lou, not a head injury," Liam laughs. "Of course I remember you."Concluída
Heads or Tails ?
*Story contains mature and explicit content* "Something wrong sweetheart ?" Harry's cocky tone only makes my blood boil more, and I don't even think before I throw my knife to his head. Of course he dodges it easily, and he quickly pulls it out of the wall and throws it right back to my face. Thankfully Zayn and his magical fucking reflexes catch it a few inches away from my head, and Harry smiles, dimples out on display, looking pretty fucking satisfied that he succeeded whatever he wanted to do. Did the fucker just try to stab me in the eye right now ? "You fucking piece of shi-" I start yelling but Zayn is quick to snap his hand to my mouth to shut me up, growling into my ear and roughly pulling me back until I'm pressed against his chest. "Shut the fuck up you dumbass ! Are you trying to get us all killed ??" he pulls his hand away and spins me around abruptly before he shoves me towards the door. "Out. Now." **** Or the one where Louis and Harry kind of hate but kind of like each other, and have to work together when their friends disappear... and then everything changes. **** Reminder: this is simply a work of fiction, this story is in no way meant to represent anyone's actual life nor does it represent my thoughts on the people whose names I use.Concluída
Baby-Sitting Vampires(One Direction Fan-Fic)
As I finished feeding my phone rang. I pulled away from the drunk guys neck and snapped it, then answered my phone. Of course, someone had to interrupt my meal. "Hello?" I answered in an annoyed tone, if this is some human I'm going to kill them. "Hello Ms.Smith." wow, deep voice dude knows my name. Cool. "Whos's This?" man, his voice sounds familiar. Maybe its Simon Cowell? Nah, I doubt it. "Simon Cowell" I'm sorry what?!? "How may I help you Mr. Cowell?" Might as well kiss up to the famous rich dude. 'I heard you were looking for a Baby-sitting job?'' BOO YAH!Concluída
Stockholm Syndrome ➸ one direction
Something happened. It was so wrong but felt so right. I must be insane. *** au // short story this is my first story on Wattpad and any feedback is very much appreciated :) THIS IS 100% MY STORY AND IS NO WAY AFFILIATED WITH ONE DIRECTION.Concluída
Winter Storan ||z.m
[completed] A Zayn Malik Fanfic. Winter Styles-Horan is the name. I'm 17. My dads, Harry and Niall, are founders of Storan Ale. People only tend to like me because I can get free beer and my parents are rich. I have two best friends, the first is Louis Tomlinson. We've been friends since preschool, I can always count on him to make me laugh or be my partner in crime, and boy was there crime. He's the sassiest person I ever met, but I would not want him another way. My other best friend is Liam Payne, the sweetest, shyest, most charming boy you'll ever meet. I'm pretty protective of him. He used to get bullied all the time but ever since I barged my way into his life no one messes with him because they know I'll mess up their faces. My life is pretty wild, at home and with my boys I'm sweet and caring, but at school and out on the street I'm kind of a bad girl. Not a slag, geez, I just mean nobody messes with us. Everyone avoids us. My appearance isn't exactly the most welcoming, a few piercings, tattoos, tight jeans and leather jackets, you know .. the works. I'm a bit scary actually. There is however one boy who I find tearing down my walls since he moved here. Zayn Malik. All the love. x *side narry & lilo
karma || Harry Styles
"Please just let me stay here. I have nowhere to go." I beg him standing at his doorstep. "Why would I?" He snaps. I feel so small,so lonely and cold under his intense gaze. "I'll do anything. Please,Harry." I sob. "Just leave." He responds closing his door. I put my hand on the doorknob just in time,making him stop. "Please." I plea looking up at him. He looks at me like I am an abandoned dog he met on the street. "Just for tonight,please. What do you want in return?" He stares at me for a second thinking about my words. After checking his surroundings he leans closer to me. "Your body." He whispers making me froze. My eyes widen at his disrespectful wish. This is so rude and arrogant but I should have known better than coming to him. I knew this would happen. 'C'mon, Amanda it's just one night,you said you would do anything. You have no other option.' I recover,gaining my confidence back. "Okay." [WARNING: sexual content, violence, strong and explicit language.]Concluída
Smile at a Stranger (1D/ Niall)
NIALL: What in the world just happened? I choked at seeing this girl? And did a spit take when I actually got a good look at her? What the hell is wrong with me? LOUIS: I turn around because I'm sure that would have made Summer laugh. But she remains silent. Her hands are still doing something with my phone and the stereo. Her face is blank looking at Niall with her eyes slightly squinted. That's weird. Summer has laughed almost every time one of us does something funny. ZAYN: "But you're One Direction." I hear her mumble. She sighs. "And that matters because?" She doesn't need to be so insecure around us. She just needs to be herself. I know that's what Niall likes. She turns around, giving me a look and with her hands on her hips. "Do I need to explain it to you?" She says sassily. Then she giggles turning back around. HARRY: "Where do you want to go?" The way her American accent blends in with her awkwardness and sassiness is attractive. And it's also funny because Niall hasn't taken his eyes off her the whole time. Mission accepted. Niall and Summer. LIAM: I look at him with a smirk on my face. He furrows his eyebrows at me. "What?" "Summer will be here soon and with all of us busy with our interviews. I thought Niall could occupy her." Zayn squints his eyes at me and comes right up in my face. "What?" I back up laughing a bit. He backs off. "You're quite the mastermind." He gives me a nod of approval. SUMMER: Man, how are we living in a world where a normal teenage girl can't fangirl anytime and anywhere? This sucks. Please forgive the minor bad fanfic moments, such as where they meet, falling in love in a short period of time, and a couple of small character cliches.Concluída
Just can't let her go {Punk Louis Tomlinson fanfic}
"Why do you keep pretending you're afraid of me?" He hissed, obvious anger in his eyes. "Because Louis; if I'm not afraid of you I'll end up loving you!" I shouted. "And that means I'll get hurt...because that's just the way you are!" I said, hoping he would correct me. "You're right." He said simply after a long pause. "You're right." She was new; he was jaded. She was oblivious; he knew all too well. She was innocent; he was everything but. And anyone who looked at the two would know just how wrong they were together. Yet there was no denying the obvious fire that seemed to heat every time they were near each other. This isn't the typical "boy loves girl- they fall in love" etc. etc. This is about heart wrenching confessions, breath taking encounters, love shattering secrets,and two people who so desperately want to know just what love is.Concluída![Survive [Larry Stylinson]](https://img.wattpad.com/cover/29913898-256-k916978.jpg)
Survive [Larry Stylinson]
"Louis. You're my guardian angel. You saved my life." I say shakily. My voice is unstable and I can't even recognize it anymore. I squeeze his soft warm hand. His eyes scan every inch of my face before gently pushing my curls back. He shakes his head blankly. Unable to pull his stare away from my lips. "No Harry." He says. "You saved mine." ° ° ° ° ° ° ° ° ° ° ° ° ° ° ° ° ° ° ° ° ° ° ° ° ° ° ° ° ° ° ° ° ° ° ° ° ° ° ° ° ° ° ° ° ° ° ° ° ° ° ° ° ° ° ° ° ° ° ° ° ° ° ° ° ° ° ° ° ° ° ° ° ° ° ° ° ° After the sudden death of Harrys sister, Gemma, he finds himself on the top of a building in New York. Him, his mom and his horrible stepdad had lived there for the past year. The torture of his depression and recent loss caused Harry to run away from home. His plan was to commit suicide, but as he was standing on the edge of the rooftop a blue eyed guy rescued him. Louis Tomlinson. Harry then refused to return home so Louis offered him shelter. Let's just say that it sure doesn't take long for Harry to fall in love with this stranger that he's now sharing an apartment with. How would Harry have known that this boy would not only save his life, but change it forever? ~All you need to do is survive~Concluída
When I wake up I feel cold and my whole body is in searing agony. On one side of my head my curls are wet and matted down, and I can only assume the wet substance is blood. I realize that my hands are tied behind my back, I'm gagged..and in nothing but my underwear. I open my eyes to find myself in a large basement with only one light. I have no idea where I am or who took me here..I'm lost..and I pray to god that someone, somehow...will find me. Larry Stylinson Fanfic: A/U An eighteen year old Harry Styles gets taken one cold winter night by a man in a black van. When he wakes up, he finds himself alone, tied up in a cold, dark basement. Will anyone ever find him? If so who? And more importantly, what will happen in the aftermath?
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