I know this is a One Direction blog, but HOLY SHIT THIS IS MY CAR
Pardon me for gloating, but HOLY SHIT THIS IS MY CAR
It was almost dusk outside so the quality is horrible, but HOLY SHIT THIS IS MY CAR
Sorry about that :) But I’ll catch you all on the flip side, homies
HOLY SHIT THIS IS MY cArRrRrRRRRRRRRRRRR;KRRRRRRRRRRKRHRRRRRRRRR
Hello :) Sorry for the wait, beautiful! You’re so pretty, and I think that Zayn would adore you! :D I figure he’d embrace your initial shyness and absolutely love your loud ways whenever you got comfortable. You both would take pictures with each other all the time which, I’m sure, Zayn wouldn’t protest to at all. :)
For a summer day in California, it was pretty dead at Disneyland. You and your family had been planning this trip for months, and when the day finally came, you more than just excited. You were bouncing up and down in your seat as you all drove to your destination. You were running down the escalator that divided the parking garage from the amusement park. You were smiling uncontrollably, waiting for the line to disperse. As you presented your ticket and stepped onto the Disneyland grounds, all you wanted to do was run around and go on every single ride possible.
So since it was a pretty slow day for the place, you could pretty much do just that. You had quite the large family so you divided up to cover my ground. You must’ve gone on ten rides before noon, and that’s a huge achievement considering the enormous lot.
Your group found themselves hungry, so you all went over to get some food on Main St. You all were eating and laughing and enjoying every moment.
Wanting to capture such an amazing time, you pulled out your camera and asked if anyone wanted to pose for a picture. Everyone nodded eagerly, and you stood up from your seat to get a good shot. Everyone was huddled together with all smiles. You took one photo before announcing that you wanted a silly one. They all made outrageous faces and obscene gestures, causing you to laugh uncontrollably. You loved your family!
“Olga!” one of your family members called. ”Come be in the picture with us!”
You smiled and turned around to see if anyone was around that would be willing to take a picture. You topped on a young man with black hair. His back was turned, and he was standing at a table with some other guys you didn’t care to look at. You wanted to hurry before your family got impatient.
You ran over to him and tapped him on the shoulder. He slowly turned around, and you let yourself speak before you looked up at him.
“Can you please take a picture of my family and I? It’ll be really quick, I promise,” you said. Finally, you looked up into his tanned face and deep brown eyes. You really hadn’t understood the full meaning of when people would say their “heart stopped.” But, now, staring up into this man’s gorgeous face, that’s the only thing you felt, and it was the only thing that made it hard for you to stand.
You actually asked Zayn Malik from One Direction to take a picture of you and your family.
Suddenly, you began to feel shy. Despite the confidence your family gave you when you were around them, knowing that you were actually talking to one of the world’s biggest celebrities made you more insecure than you originally planned.
Zayn looked into your eyes with a smile played across his lips. He slowly grabbed your camera, gently touching your hands in the process. He nodded and said, “Of course.”
Your heart was beating a mile a minute, and you ran over to your family.
“Okay,” Zayn said, steadying the camera at a distance. ”Smile!”
Everyone made a stupid face and laughed once they were all blinded by the flash. When your eyes adjusted you looked over at Zayn who was laughing down at the picture.
He was so handsome, my god. Pictures on the internet certainly did not do him justice. Simply every move he made was flawless and sent shivers down your spine. You gazed at him for a few moments, grasping everything that boy had to offer. You barely even noticed when he looked at you and smiled.
It was weird… The moment that you both caught each other’s eye from such a distance and among the chaos that was your family, everything and everyone seemed to disappear, and it was only you and him. When he smiled at you, you couldn’t help but smile in return. But, this time, it wasn’t out of shyness that made you smile. The comfortability you felt as he stared at you came out in the form of a grin. You felt something genuine. You didn’t know what it was, and you had no idea what it meant, but your heart really wanted Zayn to be looking into this moment as much as you were.
You both were probably staring at each other for thirty seconds before he motioned with his hand for you to come forward. Thinking he was just going to hand you your camera back, your stomach fell. Clearly, you were thinking about this thing too much, and you felt dumb for expecting something to come of it.
As you approached, he handed you your camera, still gazing into your eyes. That same smile remained.
“Thank you,” you said, taking it from his hands.
“I see that you’ve eaten already,” Zayn commented, pointing at the stacks of trash from the food you and your family ate. ”But, I was wondering if you could help me get some food for the lads and I? It’ll be hard for me to carry it all back myself.” You looked into his eyes, and you noticed a glint of hope. Whatever made your stomach drop pulled it back up again. Your smile was unpreventable.
“Sure,” you replied.
Zayn led you into the restaurant. There, you both talked for a good fifteen minutes, and the conversation was just as riveting as the eye contact you both shared for each other. It was as if you both had a sort of secret language going on. Your eyes were communicating one thing while your mouths were talking about something else. If you thought you had a major crush on him prior to this evening, you were feeling something a million times bigger than that now.
As you both parted ways for the evening, he asked for your number which shocked you so much, especially when you found out that you both were staying at the same hotel. He left with a hug, a kiss on the cheek, and a promise to meet up afterwards.
At 1:00 AM, he texted you that night to meet him outside your hotel room to go for a walk around the hotel.
Send me a picture of you and a description of yourself, and I’ll ship you with one of the boys and write a small one shot of how you guy’s first met! :D
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Chapter 2
The morning after the concert, Louis called me from his hotel room. My heart was beating faster than it ever had before.
“I couldn’t wait to talk to you again,” he said, “I hope you don’t mind that I called.”
“No, of course I don’t mind!” I said.
“Okay,” said Louis, “I did tell…
hvns:
in some alternative universe your favourite celebrity is blogging about how perfect and gay you are
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No. This is the scariest gif ever
LIKE, WHY WOULD YOU DO THAT?
i laughed for 100 hours
omfg what
