Okay,I love Taylor.
OMG!Tears of joy.Uitati-va la Niall si la Louis in ultimul gif.Si lacrimile lui Harry.Uimirea lui Liam.Zambetul de mandrie a lui Simon,bucuria baietilor ca au trecut....TOT..I'm so proud of them
*On July 23rd*
- Normal People: Oh what a nice, beautiful, jolly good day! Why I must say the flowers are blooming gorgeously, the sun is in the perfect shade of yellow, the smell of fresh grass...
- Directioners: OH MY GLOB, DROP YOUR PANTS CAUSE THIS IS THE DAY WHEN ONE DIRECTION FORMED! WOOH, I AM SO EMOTIONAL RIGHT NOW, MY FEELS, DEAR LORD, HAVE MERCY ON ME! THE BOYS! IT HAS BEEN TWO YEARS AND LOOK AT THEM GROW UP! MY BABIES, YOU HAVE COME A LONG WAY! LET ME LOVE YOU! REBLOG ALL 1D POSTS!
Nu-i asa ca si voi ati facut la fel?
Poza asta e dementiala.Uite-te cum staaaa! asddfnfkgnkfvnxcndfn
Hopa hopa!Ce faci Liam?Te-ai suparat pe mah little Niall?:))
Irish man with swag..
Asa..si acum niste imagines care le-am gasit pe undeva...
HARRY: "Stop worrying, Y/N. Loads of people date at different ages. I'm sure there are loads of people older than me who date girls younger than you!" You were slightly consious about your relationship with Harry, as you had just turned fourteen, meaning you were just less than 5 years younger than him. Even though your parents gave his consent for him to date you, not all the fans were as approving. "I don't see why they have such a problem, its not like we're doing anything allegal." You huffed as you crossed your arms. Harry put his arm around your shoulder and kissed you on the cheek. "I guess they're just not as open minded as we are, babe." You laid on the sofa and looked up at the ceiling. "Harry, do you not mind having to wait a whole two years for me?" There was a long pause. You hadn't asked him that before. "Look, Y/N, just think about how these past two years have flown by, you'll be sixteen before you know it. And I'm more than happy to wait for you, you're the girl I love, and nobody's going to change that."
NIALL: "Niall, get off! Stop it!" Niall had pinned you down on the floor, and with tickling so much that you began to cry with laughter. "Ahah! I've got you, little girl!" You cringed at his words, you hated being called 'little'. "I'm sorry, Y/N. I didn't mean it. It was just a figure of speech." It was when things like that were said which made you feel young. Too young. "Niall, can I ask you something..." You began to fiddle with your fingers out of nervousness. "Do you ever wish I was older?" Niall quickly turned around and helped you get up from the floor. "No! Why would, I princess?" You fumbled with your words, not quite sure how to say it. "Do you not wish I was sixteen, so.. you know, we could-" Niall put his finger to your lips. "No. I don't. I love you just the way you are. I like it that your younger than me, you don't take things too seriously. And your not as clingy and controlling as most girls my age." You didn't know whether that was a compliment, but you assumed it was meant in a good way. You smiled and stuck your tongue out at him. "Now, where were we?" Niall grabbed your wrist and started tickling you violently, until you ended up as a pile of giggles on the floor.
LIAM: Liam had invited you round to his flat. You were both on the sofa having a movie marathon when Louis walked in. "Hey Liam, hi Y/N." You were both too engrossed in the film, so you both put your hands up in inison and waved. Louis came over and sat on the chair, opposite you. "So Liam, are you baby sitting again?" You instantly felt hurt, and by the looks of it, Liam did too. He put his head in hands and sighed. "Not this again, Louis. She's fourteen, old enough for me. You don't have to agree, but at least keep your thoughts to yourself." He got up and stormed off into the bedroom. You and Louis sat there, in awkward silence. "I better go see if he's ok." You gave Louis a smile to show that there was no hard feeling and went off to find Liam. He was lying on his bed, cuddling up with a giant Buzz Lightyear. You laughed at all his disney teddys. "Don't take any notice of Louis. He is twenty. He's bound to think its slightly wierd. I think he forgets your younger than him." You stroked Liams arm, he sat up. "Your so amazing, Y/N. Your very mature for your age." He gave you a big hug and rested his chin on your head. "I love you to bits and pieces."
LOUIS: You were round at Louis' house with the boys. Liam had brought Danielle round, and Harry had his current 'girlfriend' with him and Zayn had Perrie. You were all sat in the living room, with a lots of food, which was being hogged by Niall most of the time. You hadn't met Harry's 'girlfriend' before, so it was slightly awkward. You didn't say much to eachother. "So how old are you, Y/N. About 12?" She said as she stuffed crisps/chips into her mouth. You frowned. She had been rude to you all night, and you had enough at that comment. You stood up and walked into the kitchen. "That wasn't called for." You heard Harry say, sharply to her. You felt slightly comforted that the boys approved of your relationship. You sat on a chair and played with the place mats, picking bits off around the edge. "Y/N?" Louis stood in the door way with his hands in his pockets. "Are you ok?" He came and sat next to you. "I'm sixteen." You mumbled under your breath. Louis put his hand on your thigh and looked at you in the eyes. "Ignore her! She's only being bitchy because she has wrinkles and you don't. You know how Harry likes his granny's. None of the boys like her. We were talking about her before." Louis never failed to make you laugh. Something entered your mind. "What do they think about me?" A smile spread across Louis' face. "They all love you! They think your amazing. Funny. Pretty. And not too young! Your old enough, your sixteen. That quite old in my opinion." Louis' words made you feel better. You both came out of the kitchen. Luckily Harry had sent that woman packing. "Are we all good?" Zayn asked. "Perfect." Said Louis, he then kissed you on the cheek.
ZAYN: You were sat with Zayn in the garden. He was laying on the grass and you were sat on his stomach. "Zayn? Are you not bothered that you have to wait a year?" You traced the lines of his sixpack with your index finger. He was half asleep. "What? No, babes. I don't care." You weren't convinced. "ZAYN!" You lightly slapped his cheek to wake him up. He opened his eyes, grabbed you and rolled you over onto the grass. "Listen up. I don't care. The boys don't care. The fans don't care. So you shouldn't care!" You sighed heavily and started picking out blades of grass. "I don't care. I just wanted to know whether YOU care." You hugged Zayn tight and he hugged you back. "Y/N, I couldn't wish for a better girlfriend."
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