Fanfics de One Direction em Inglês sem o personagem Liam Payne

"Everything went well until the day of that damned accident.
My name is Philippa, a normal 18 year old girl. At least I was normal.
I lost everything, but especially the one I love."
Through troubled journeys and happier days, Philippa tries to overcome the pain of loss and much more. Stay with her and find out her story.

“You won’t kill her!” I screamed, but no one seems to listen.

I try to wriggle out of the metal chains I am tied with, but they are way too strong.

“Tsk tsk” he said, faking sympathy and sat in front of me.

He looked right into my eyes and smiled wickedly.

“How ya doing, mate?” he asked, while smirking.

I give him one of my best death glare and spat my bloody spit on him. He gave a look of disgust and wiped off the blood from his face. He pulled my hair and I flinched in pain.

“Listen you piece of shit, I am in control now, behave” he said and shoved my back to the wall where my forehead hit the wall real hard.

Suddenly the door opens; we look at it with expectations. They drag her almost dead body inside.

Just a open letter to Harry Styles.



{one shot} {letter} {oned appreciation project}

"Promise me,you'll never leave me Harry,promise me!" She sobbed,crying into his chest.

"I won't baby,I won't"

...

But she left,carrying his most precious thing he didn't knew about!

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Ele pigarreia. "Essa conversa provavelmente vai ser muito estranha, mas..." O cara enrubesce e ele é tão adorável que Louis quer socá-lo. "Eu meio que tenho um encontro com um cara? E eu nunca, sabe, fiz nada com um homem, então... Eu não faço ideia de qual é o melhor para comprar."

Louis pisca suavemente, nem um pouco atormentado com aquela informação. Não. Ele se recusa.

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—Beautiful, isn't it?— A male voice interrupts my thoughts. I fright. I don't know this voice yet, but such a voice... This guy is owner of a thick and hoarse voice that is so sexy! —I love looking at them.—

Now I can see his eyes clearly, they're really green and so wonderful! —I'm Harry. Let me know your name.—
—I'm Caroline.—
(...)

—But are you dating?—
—No, Harry, we're not dating, I don't know what we have, but I like it.— I sit on my bed. He's staring at me. —And do you know why?— He shakes his head. —Because he's never went away or started being someone totally different. He has never let me alone or pretended to be someone else.—
(...)

—I kinda hate him, we don't talk to each other without arguing.—
—Love and hate walk together.— He stops looking at me. —You've already answered my question.— I can't say he's wrong... —Just answer one more.— His honey-eyes stare at me. —Do you like him more than me?—
(...)

Zayn Malik can't imagine that Harry Styles really loves her. But Harry does it, and he can be better just because of her, he can change and do anything for her. 'Cause Caroline is the one and only who could make his heart start beating and bleeding, who could make him truly love. But he doesn't know how to say it, he doesn't know how to show her, 'cause she doesn't trust him anymore.

One Dream ....

Elas tem sonhos ...
ONE DREAM
...

Elas andam em ...
One Direction ...

'ai meu deus sao eles ' grita uma
'eu to tao feliz EU TE AMO ONE DIRECTION ' grita a minha melhor amiga

Versao em ingles ...
/english version /

they have dreans ...
one dream
.....

they walk im ...
ONE DIRECTION

'my god are them '
'i´m so happy I LOVE YOU ONE DIRECTION '

O engraçado disso tudo, é que a Lis de 13 anos de idade estaria muito orgulhosa.
Se eu pudesse voltar ao passado eu diria para mim mesma que viver uma fanfic na vida real é muito mais difícil do que parece.