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I’ve uploaded my new solo harry styles story I hope you enjoy

WHAT THE ACTUAL FUCK, WATTPAD.
          My first solo Louis Tomlinson fic yes, the one I FINISHED it 8 months ago and it just hit 20,000 READS, and I’m sitting here like…
          WHO TF IS STILL FINDING THIS?? AND WHY ARE Y’ALL EATING IT UP LIKE IT’S A HOT MEAL???
          
          I’m flattered. I’m confused. I’m 99% sure I blacked out while writing half of that shit. Like there are plot twists in there I don’t even remember typing, but apparently I served certified emotional whiplash because you gremlins CANNOT get enough.
          
          It’s a done fic. A finished chaotic rollercoaster of trauma, spice, and poor decision-making—and yet 20,000 people said, “Yes, let me relive this mess. This is the content I crave.”
          WHO GAVE ME THAT POWER? I’M UNSTABLE.
          
          To everyone who’s read it, screamed in the comments, sent psychic threats to me through the screen, or just sat there emotionally obliterated at 3am I love you. You’re my kind of fucked up.
          
          This story was written with ✨delusion, caffeine, and unresolved issues✨—and now it’s my crown jewel. My trash fire turned triumph. My little emotionally damaging baby that’s now got 20K READS and counting.
          
          Thank you for making me feel like Wattpad royalty without even having to update a single damn thing.
          I see you. I fear you. I adore you.
          
          Love,
          Your emotionally exhausted author,
          now ascending into the fanfic hall of fame (in my own mind, but still)

I lowkey might be cooking up SOLOS again not SHIPS of one direction 

HOLY SHIT, Y’ALL.
          My unhinged, chaotic-ass Harry Styles accidental love child fanfic—“Accidental”—just hit 1K READS.
          
          ONE. THOUSAND. FUCKING. READS.
          
          This messy masterpiece of a story, born from the depths of my brain rot and too many “oops, you’re pregnant” fanfics, has somehow survived the algorithm and made it to four digits. Since December 28, 2024, this fic has been slowly crawling its way through the trenches, fueled only by drama, hormones, and the emotional whiplash of a one night stand turning into “Hey, surprise! You’re having Harry Styles’ baby.”
          
          To everyone who’s read, commented, voted, or messaged me like, “WTF is this plot???” — I see you. I love you. I might be slightly afraid of you (in the best way).
          
          This fic has no business being this messy and yet here we are:
          One night stand? Check.
          Unplanned pregnancy? Obviously.
          Harry Styles being unknowingly daddy material? You bet your ass.
          
          THANK YOU for embracing the chaos. THANK YOU for reading through the mess. THANK YOU for showing up for my little accidental baby (pun fully intended).
          
          Here’s to more drama, more hormones, more Harry, and maybe—just MAYBE—figuring out how to co-parent without losing our damn minds.
          
          Love you all. Let’s get accidentally pregnant again sometime.

Soooo I’m back I’ll start writing again soon ummm but noww that I’m back home.. guess what..
          
          
          
          
          
          
          
          
          
          
          
          
          
          
          We 
          
          
          
          
          Have 
          
          
          A
          
          
          BEAR  
          
          
          Problem now it destroyed our chicken coop by falling through it and it’s been tearing out our garbage can every night we got a trail cam up now and caught him on it he’s a big sucker 

Sorry for not updating I had a family member pass away so I’ll probably post when I’m
          Home 

Hi how are u ? I just want to Say thank u for still writing ziam things

A little but normal than my normal writing but a friend of mine requested the supernatural story! 

I’m being dramatic and a little fruity about it 
          
          APPRECIATION POST, LET’S GO!!!
          
          So listen. I blinked one (1) time and somehow y’all maniacs took On Display from 1k to 2k reads and honestly???
          I’m about to throw hands with the air out of pure excitement.
          
          Like… this story??
          Pornstar Liam. Photographer Zayn.
          Slow-burn. Marriage. Surrogate baby.
          Literal peak fiction if you ask me.
          
          The fact that y’all are out here reading it, voting, commenting, sending me into a spiral — I’m genuinely two seconds away from ugly crying like it’s the finale of some Netflix romance show.
          
          Thank you for being the absolute messes that you are and for making me feel like my unhinged brain actually did something right.
          I’m obsessed with you. No homo. Maybe a little homo. Who’s to say.
          
          2k, baby!!! We’re only getting dumber, louder, and a little bit gayer from here.
          Let’s fucking ride.
          
          I’d kiss your foreheads like some drunk aunt at a wedding 

Ps I changed Exposeds story title to  for the fans since it’s centered around only fans