"Louis came out wearing a striped shirt, red jeans and munching on a carrot"
Does this look like fucking 2010, 2011 at most?!
"How old are you?!" Harry groaned, placing a soft kiss on my forehead.
"12" I whimpered.
HOLD THE FUCKING PHONES AND CALL 911 THERES A FUCKING PEDO IN THE HOUSE!
Have you ever read an mega amazingly fantastically awesomely brilliant chapter and the authors just like: "sorry for the shit chapter, feeling crap" and you're just like 0.o
Girl: I want our babies to have blonde hair.
Niall: umm... Why?!
Girl: because you're blonde, SILLY BOY!
Yeah you know your boyfriend sooooo well don't you?! He fucking bleaches it. Some girlfriend aren't you. Bitch.
I threw a spoon at Liam resulting in a blood curdling scream as he bolted out the door.
He's 20, not 6. Lemme spell it for you T W E N T Y .
"Rosie I know I only met you three minutes ago... But... I can't hold it any longer... Will you... Marry me?!"
Someone pass me a Capris-Sun drink.
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