Happy Late Anniversery

You don't even know how sorry I am that I haven't posted in a while, but... It's SUMMER!!!!!!!  And I've just been relaxing, so I just haven't had the motivation to post :P but here we go!  King of a late happy anniversary to the boys :D

Happy 3 year anniversary boys.  Wow.  It's been three years.  I can't believe this.  Three years ago on July 23, 2010 One Direction was born.  You are such an inspiration to so many people including myself.  You've changed so many lives, and even saved some.  Louis William Tomlinson, Harry Edward Styles, Zayn Javaad Malik, Liam James Payne and Niall James Horan, the five most amazing, talented, gorgeous, loving and perfect boys I've ever known.  Even though I don't really know you I feel like I do because you are so dedicated to your fans.  Always telling us and showing us that you appreciate and love each and every one of us.  If you had the chance to meet us all, even for just a second, I know you would take it because that is just who you are.  We will support you through anything, heartbreak, threats, sadness, stress, injury, we will never give up on you like you never give up on us.  You take months out of your lives to perform for us, and do signings, and meet and greets, and you stay grounded and happy through all of it.  That is why we love you so, so much. Now some pictures from thought the years to show how we've been with you this whole time :)

 Cutie

God this kills me

He still makes this position when he sings :)

This is Harry's audition clip.  So cute :P

Liam is so adorable

His audition is literally angelic

God he makes me melt

Jesus he's adorable

I love you Zayn, but god am i glad puberty was good to you

You've changed so much

My R&B boy

I wish this was longer :(

Can you believe this is Louis?  God he's changed

My baby

How did you see with all that hair? lol

I love ya boo, but, this wasn't your best performance :P

And now the best one out of all... NIALL!

He looks about 12!  He is like a little baby chick, cute blond hair and rosy cheeks :)

Omg my god fetus Niall makes me melt...

Oh my god I'm literally crying right now.  He is past adorable, it's... it's just... uuuuuuuuuuggggghhhh

Oh my god this is adorable.  His reaction at the end... :)

Then and now pictures:

 

Niall

  

Louis

  

 

Zayn

 

 

Harry

 

Liam

Man have they changed.  But they still have those childish personalities :P

Now there music videos in order of release:

 

 What Makes You Beautiful

  

Gotta Be You

 

One Thing

 

Little Things

 

Live While We're Young

 

Kiss You

 

This is the alternate video for Kiss You, i don't remember what the difference is :P

 

One Way Or Another

 

And then of course there best video ever, BEST SONG EVER!!!

And now just because they're that amazing... the behind the scenes video for the music videos!

 

WMYB behind the scenes.  Poor Louis, he just doesn't like to drive fast!

 

GBY behind the scenes.  Not exactly your typical behind the scenes... but it's awesome :P

 

One Thing behind the scenes.  Weirdos :P

 

Little Things behind the scenes.  I love this video <3

 

LWWY behind the scenes.  I like how the camera man seems tots cool with them not listening.

 

Kiss You behind the scenes.  Definitely my favorite behind the scenes video.

 

BSE behind the scenes.  Lol if you read that out loud it rhymes.  I'm weird :P

Now just a couple random Harry GIF's that i found :D

Well hope you enjoyed this late happy anniversary!!!!  LONG LIVE 1D <3<3<3

POTATO

I was just going through my posts, and i realized that in "Pictures" i promised that i would put up the video of Niall saying "POTATO" up, because it is freaking hilarious, amazing and cute :P... so here you go!

HAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAH  I don't think i will EVER stop laughing!  :D  You could watch that video forever and not get tired of it :P

Another little poem

Now a Niall Horan poem!  I love you so much baby!  I just want to inform those of you that haven't heard this.  I don't know if this is rumored or true but i've been hearing it everywhere, managment is thinking about not letting Niall sing on Where We Are and just making him be a guitar player... i mean WHAT THE FUCK?  There is a hashtag we (Directioners) are trying to trend EVERYWHERE!!!  It is #LetNiallSingWhereWeAre trend it on Facebook, Twitter, Tumblr, Google +, and anywhere i've forgotten that you can tag!  Please PleasE PLEASE!!!  LETS HELP NIALL!!! We L<3VE you so much!  Now the poem:

Roses are red 
Violets are blue
If you don't like Niall, there's something wrong with you
That boy is amazing
He's close to perfection
Without Niall Horan, there's no One Direction  

Harry Styles famous fanfiction Dark, Chapter 7 (NOT MY WORK)

My breath trembled out of my mouth as I looked at him. My fingers released Harry’s hand and I stumbled back. Urgently I turned taking off into a sprint across the car park. My body quickly weaved through the many cars. My heart rate increased when I glanced back, Harry was right behind me. His longer legs gave him a stronger advantage, it would have been difficult for me to outrun him.

I whimpered as a large hand wound round my wrist, preventing me from escaping. My body was tugged back to his. I couldn’t control my actions as my hand flew up to Harry’s face. It was the second time since meeting Harry that I had slapped him and by the looks of it, he wasn’t any happier. His green orbs narrowed on me.

I shrieked as his warm hands placed themselves on my hips before lifting me up and slinging me over his shoulder. My fists pounded into his back, in an attempt to force Harry to release me. But he didn’t. Ignoring my protests he walked us across the car park.

“Harry!”

I fisted the back of his t shirt between my fingers.

“Let me down!”

A few seconds later I was lifted from his shoulder and he placed me in front of him. Harry stepped closer, instinctively I moved back; only to let out a gasp when my body made contact with the side of his car.

“You hit him.” I accused.

“Yeah.” He replied casually.

His response was almost taunting. He wanted me to retaliate.

“Well, why?”

“He got in my way.” Harry raspy voice sounded.

I didn’t say anything in reply. What could I say?

“Get in the car.”

His hand reached for my wrist but I flinched away. Instead of fighting with me he yanked the passenger door open and waited for me to climb inside. My back stayed pressed to the vehicle as I made my way to the door, keeping as much distance between us a s possible.

The car ride home was quiet. I’d glance to Harry every now and then, this hands gripped tightly to the wheel. His jaw was tensed as he kept his gaze out the window. Soon we had pulled up outside my house.

“I’ll pick you up at nine tomorrow.”

He didn’t even look at me. Why was he angry at me for, I wasn’t the one who had just punched someone in the face. My eyes flickered to his right hand, the small cuts being a reminder of his short temper and that I probably shouldn’t anger him. I unbuckled my seat belt and waited for Harry to walk round and open my door. Once I had stepped down I quickly walked past him and crossed the road to the path adjacent.

“Bo.”

I swivelled round just as Harry caught my hand. It surprised me when he leaned down and pressed a soft kiss to my cheek. His curls tickled my skin as he pulled away.

“See you tomorrow.”

I gave him a small nod before he released my hand and strolled back over the road to his car.

Next day.

“You’re going out with him again, after what happened the first time?” Lucy spoke astounded.

I hit the loud speaker before placing the phone on my bed.

“It’s not that I want to, but you should have seen what he did to Steve’s face.”

“All the more reason not to go.” Lucy replied.

I jumped slightly as there was a knock on my door.

“Sorry Luc, I have to go.”

She said goodbye before I hung up the phone.

“It’s open.” I called out for my mum to enter.

I had my back to the door, my focus currently on the clothes hung up in my wardrobe. My fingers flicked through the hangers before pulling out a top.

“Mum, what do….”

I turned round, only to drop the clothing I was holding up. Harry stood with a smirk, his eyes staring into me. I became very aware I was just wearing shorts and a tank top. His vision grazed up and down my body before he spoke.

“I was hoping you were going to wear something a little sexier.” He winked, gesturing to the clothing I had dropped.

No words came out of my mouth as I watched him stroll over to my bed. He sat down, leaning back on his elbows as I stood in front of him. Harry glanced round my room, taking in the surrounding before connecting with my gaze again.

“I…How did you get in?” I shook my head.

“Your mum let me in.”

I was going to have to have serious words with her.

“You should wear a dress.” He continued.

“No.”

That was the last thing I was going to wear, especially round Harry and his wandering hands. He deeply laughed at my blunt response. I turned away from him to pull out some black skinny jeans and a top. A gasp fell from my lips at his close proximity as I spun round. Harry smiled, his chest practically touched mine as he reached his arm up behind my head.

His blazer I had hung up on my outside of my wardrobe door was now off the hanger and he shrugged it on, pushing up the sleeves. Harry’s scent filled my senses, but I shook it off.

“I’m going to change.” I informed him.

“You can change in here, I don’t mind.” He smirked.

I let out a groan before pushing him away from me and walking to my bathroom. I made sure the door was locked before undressing.

***

Once changed I opened the door only to find Harry stood over by my chest of drawers.

“Harry.”

He turned with a grin on his face, showing off his dimples. My mouth fell agape at what he held in his hand.

“I love these.” He winked.

Quickly stumbling over to him, I yanked the lace underwear from his grip. Shoving them back in the drawer before slamming it closed.

“What is wrong with you!?” I asked rhetorically.

He stood laughing as the pink rose in my cheeks. I sharply turned from him slipping on my shoes, grabbing my jacket and bag.

“You look hot.” He whispered in my ear.

My breath trembled at the feeling of his strong arms wrapping round my waist from behind. I squeezed my eyes closed as his fingers brushed my hair to the side; full lips connecting to the skin just below my ear. He sucked lightly, then moved up nibbling on my ear lobe.

“H-Harry.” I stuttered quietly.

He pulled away, grabbing my hand and leading me out of the room.

A little poem

Now a little poem for the boys.

Twinkle, twinkle, Liam Payne

Niall, Harry, Louis, Zayn

One Direction is my life

One day i will be their wife

Twinkle, twinkle, Liam Payne

Niall, Harry, Louis, Zayn

It's short and weird, i know... oh well!  Love you all :P <3 :*

No... just no

Okay so i was going through Instagram the other day when i came across this:

I mean are you fucking serious?  He may be famous but that does not mean that his fucking sex life is any of your fucking business.  (language may offend in next sentence.  I just need to get this off my chest)

You fucking cunt ass shit head bitchey asshole reporters.  You need to be taught a fucking lesson.  What next?  Asking how long their dicks are?

I am so sorry boys for all the SHIT you have to go through.  Just know every single one of your Directioners will be with you through it all.  Love you so much and i respect you Harry for telling those reporters (in a kind, gentle, very subtle way) that they are dickheads.

Harry Styles famous fanfiction Dark, Chapter 6 (NOT MY WORK)

I managed to avoid the pressing questions from my Mother about my appearance. Calling out that I was home before scrabbling up the stairs to my room where I could hide. When she asked me about the date the next morning I wasn’t very forth coming with information. I didn’t particularly want to discuss the evening where I escaped out a toilet window, was chased down by my “date” then fell into the harbour. I’m not sure she would understand seen as she had a perfect image of Harry in her head.

***

“Excuse me?”

“Hi, can I help you?” I smiled at the woman in front of me.

“Yes, I was looking for the new McFly album. My daughter loves them and I wanted to get it for her Birthday.”

“Of course, follow me.”

I led her down the aisles of music before stopping at the “M” section. My fingers quickly flicked through the CDs before pulling out the case.

“Here you go.” I smiled. “It’s a brilliant album, your daughter will love it.”

“Thank you for your help.”

She reciprocated my smile before walking off to the till. My mind wandered aimlessly as I organised the music that had been misplaced. I pushed my hair back from my face, tucking it behind my ear. My eyes darted up as I heard someone enter the shop. They instantly widened as I recognised the dark curls.

My immediate reaction was to hide. I dropped to my hands and knees, crawling along the aisle desperately trying to reach the back room without being noticed. How did he even know I worked here? I peered round the corner, deciding the coast was clear I continued to my target.

“Bo ?”

I mentally cursed as I heard Steve call out my name. No, no, no! My speed increased as I gradually neared my escape. A gasp was released from my lips as a pair of white converse stepped in front of me. My eyes hesitantly grazed up his long legs before I was met by sparkly green orbs. He grinned down at me revealing his deep dimples.

“Hello, Beautiful.”

Harry gripped my arms before hauling me to my feet. I shied away from his touch, long fingers brushing my hair from my face.

“What were you doing on the floor?” He smirked.

“I-I dropped something.”

He chuckled, it was clear he didn’t believe my lie. I was glad we were in a public place, that way Harry was forced to be a little more constrained. However, I knew that sort of thing didn’t really bother him, my mind instantly thinking back to his forward actions in the restaurant.

“Why didn’t you text me back?”

It would have been an innocent question coming from anybody else’s lips. But with Harry it was anything but.

“You asked me what I was wearing.” I replied, disgusted.

“And I didn’t get a reply, so I assumed you were naked.” He chuckled.

I let out a groan. Was that all he thought about? My body turned to walk away from him, but Harry caught hold of my wrist. He tugged me back into his body, his lips planting a hot kiss to my mouth. I used everything I had in me to shove him back. He didn’t budge but I wanted him to know I objected to his advances.

“Bo ?”

We were interrupted by Steve, much to Harry’s annoyance.

“Are you alright?” He asked.

“Fine.”

Steve wasn’t that much shorter than Harry but his blond spiky hair was a clear contrast to Harry’s curls. He still stepped forwards to us. I could see in his face that he wasn’t entirely convinced by my answer.

“Poppy needs help on the till.”

“Ok.”

Harry still tightly held my wrist in his large hand. I peered up at his face; his intense gaze fell down upon me.

“You’re going out with me again.” His raspy voice spoke.

“Harry.” I warned.

He smirked at me before flicking a harsh gaze to Steve. Was Harry trying to provoke a reaction out of him? I tried to pry his fingers from my skin but I couldn’t.

“I think you better leave.” Steve spoke directly to him.

Harry didn’t move, standing his ground. I winced as he squeezed my wrist tighter. His hot puffs of air could be felt on the top of my head. Steve took my hand, gently pulling me away from Harry. He was angry. Obviously not liking the way Steve intervened taking me from him. Relief spread through my body as Harry’s fingers reluctantly loosened, allowing me to slip from his hold.

“I’ll see you later, Bo.”

He winked at me before turning and walking away. The muscles in his back became prominent as he pushed open the heavy door to the shop.

“Are you alright?”

My vision was pulled away from where Harry had just disappeared as I turned to Steve.

“Yeah, thanks for doing that.” I smiled.

***

“Thank you.”

I handed the man his bag of purchases before he turned and strolled away.

“I’m going on lunch now.”

I nodded in acknowledgement before Steve vanished through into the store room and out the back door. Poppy and I chatted between serving customers. She then drifted off onto the shop floor, reorganising the “S” section of albums.

My head turned upon hearing a clatter behind me.

“Steve? I thought you were going on break?”

My eyes widened as he raised his head. Dark red blood was smeared across his right cheek from his nose.

“What happened?” I gushed.

I quickly made my way over to him, but he held out his hand before I could get too close.

“Don’t worry.” He weakly smiled. “I just fell over, it’s nothing.”

“Do you want me to get you anything?”

“No, it’s alright.”

***

Soon after I was waving goodbye to Poppy. Steve had told us to go home early as business had died down towards the end of the day. My vans kicked at a stone on the tarmac as I walked down across the car park. I lifted my gaze from the ground, my eyes lazily travelling over the vehicles. I didn’t have a car, so I was forced to either get the bus or walk home.

My breath hitched in my throat upon seeing a familiar black vehicle. I twisted my head to scope the area round me. My body jumped back when I returned my vision to my original path. Harry’s tall frame stood in front of me. A smile gracing his beautiful face as he looked down at me.

“Need a lift?” He enquired.

“I..I..”

“Come on.”

He grasped my smaller hand in his before tugging me over to his car. I didn’t have time to protest. My vision travelled down to where we were touching. I frowned, digging my heels into the floor forcing Harry to cease his movements.

“What happened to your hand?”

My thumb gently ran over his knuckles, the small cuts looked fresh. I glanced up at him, his eyes intently watching my actions.

“Nothing.” Harry replied.

He was lying. He tried to pull his hand away but I kept hold of his long fingers. I walked closer to him as he attentively observed my every move.

“Harry, did you..”

“Bo, leave it.” He cut me off.

He’d hit Steve, I knew it.

“Just get in the car.” He aggressively demanded.