hazzalovedlouufirst:

Happy Birthday Dude !

I walked into the kitchen to find a teary-eyed Harry. Those gleaming green orbs looked into mine, before darting back to the floor. I felt guilt rush all over my body; he’s upset because of me.

"Haz, I’m sorry, okay?" I said to him as I sat on the vacant stool next to his own, only to see the curly-headed boy’s eyes close shut, and with a quiver of his lips, tears started to roll down his cheeks.

"Harry, you know I didn’t mean it. You know I don’t control what get’s said on Twitter, baby." I placed my hand on his shoulder, before he shifted uncomfortably and stood up, removing my hand.

"Dude? Really?! Dude?" He said, repeating himself. "You really couldn’t think of anything else?" His voice was rising with anger, and the flow of tears sped up. His fists were tightly clinging to his t-shirt which I bought him for his birthday last year.

"Haz, I-" 

"I mean, come on Lou! We aren’t two beachy surfer guys about to go hit some waves! We’re in a fucking relationship. You think you’d say something a bit more meaningful than ‘dude,’ I just."

He groaned out in frustration, followed by a door slamming shut. I put my head in my hands. He was right, ‘dude’ isn’t a very good term of endearment; it actually means the opposite.

I got up and walked over to his door, and raised my hand to knock when his bedroom door was flung open, and I was pulled into a tight hug. I could feel him leaning into me, and the vibrations of soft mumbles and sobs.

"I’m so sorry Hazza, I really am." I pulled him in even tighter.

"I just want to be us, Lou." 

Those words stung my heart. It’s what we both wanted so much. I pulled back before leaning into him. His eyes still a bit red, making his eyes look greener than ever made my heart skip a beat. I tilted his chin up, and placed my lips on top of his, mumbling ‘I’m sorry’ over and over.

"Happy birthday baby. I love you so much, Hazza." 

Timestamp: 1398231669

hazzalovedlouufirst:

Happy Birthday Dude !

I walked into the kitchen to find a teary-eyed Harry. Those gleaming green orbs looked into mine, before darting back to the floor. I felt guilt rush all over my body; he’s upset because of me.

"Haz, I’m sorry, okay?" I said to him as I sat on the vacant stool next to his own, only to see the curly-headed boy’s eyes close shut, and with a quiver of his lips, tears started to roll down his cheeks.

"Harry, you know I didn’t mean it. You know I don’t control what get’s said on Twitter, baby." I placed my hand on his shoulder, before he shifted uncomfortably and stood up, removing my hand.

"Dude? Really?! Dude?" He said, repeating himself. "You really couldn’t think of anything else?" His voice was rising with anger, and the flow of tears sped up. His fists were tightly clinging to his t-shirt which I bought him for his birthday last year.

"Haz, I-" 

"I mean, come on Lou! We aren’t two beachy surfer guys about to go hit some waves! We’re in a fucking relationship. You think you’d say something a bit more meaningful than ‘dude,’ I just."

He groaned out in frustration, followed by a door slamming shut. I put my head in my hands. He was right, ‘dude’ isn’t a very good term of endearment; it actually means the opposite.

I got up and walked over to his door, and raised my hand to knock when his bedroom door was flung open, and I was pulled into a tight hug. I could feel him leaning into me, and the vibrations of soft mumbles and sobs.

"I’m so sorry Hazza, I really am." I pulled him in even tighter.

"I just want to be us, Lou." 

Those words stung my heart. It’s what we both wanted so much. I pulled back before leaning into him. His eyes still a bit red, making his eyes look greener than ever made my heart skip a beat. I tilted his chin up, and placed my lips on top of his, mumbling ‘I’m sorry’ over and over.

"Happy birthday baby. I love you so much, Hazza." 

tylerdurdenjr:

recordsandcigarettes:

1-indsey:

The only known video footage of Anne Frank

I can’t think of any reason why someone would not reblog this. 

If this isn’t interesting/sad to you, then I don’t know what you like in life.

Can’t we hit 1,000,000 notes? This is such a rare shot, everyone should see it.

(Source: belledefleur, via boomelou)

Timestamp: 1398142229

tylerdurdenjr:

recordsandcigarettes:

1-indsey:

The only known video footage of Anne Frank

I can’t think of any reason why someone would not reblog this. 

If this isn’t interesting/sad to you, then I don’t know what you like in life.

Can’t we hit 1,000,000 notes? This is such a rare shot, everyone should see it.

(Source: belledefleur, via boomelou)

theindependentvigilante:

darkwater-smidge:

So I learned from my friend that coconut water can be used as an emergency blood transfusion, and of course my first thought was “So, can a vampire drink coconut water?”

and of course we had this idea of these tropical vampires being horrified when these old world vampires come and are still drinking blood like some sort of monster.

Write a book

(via shaelynne)

The People That Born Between 1994 And 1999 Are Awesome Because…

marlicouriersix:

swing-in-the-sky:

demi-naynay-gomez:

thebeablefish:

maryyulz:

We already lived in two different millenniums

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We already lived in two different ages

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We already lived in 3 different decades

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We already passed through: 1/1/1, 2/2/2, 3/3/3, 4/4/4, 5/5/5, 6/6/6, 7/7/7, 8/8/8, 9/9/9, 10/10/10, 11/11/11

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And we passed through: 12/12/12

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We watched the “End of the World”

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And all that before turning 18!

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you made my life sound so exciting

And we spent most of it on the internet

Yep

(Source: your-generation, via shaelynne)

(Source: feelszarry, via shaelynne)

gay4liam:

Liam could be actually having a real emotional breakdown and some people are still managing to bash on him, y’all are so fucked it’s disgusting.

(via louisbigbum423)

butterscotchlou:

stylesforstiles:

do you ever actually think about the lyrics of strong and think 'wow louis loves harry so much'

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(via straightguysdont)

princess-of-lore:

mycheekyfinn:

official-nasa:

monilip:

dont-stop-runninggg:

knowledge is knowing that a tomato is a fruit

wisdom is not putting it in a fruit salad 

That was deep

philosophy is wondering if that means ketchup is a smoothie

That was deeper.

common sense is knowing that ketchup isn’t a damn smoothie you nasty

(Source: whattt-fucking-ever, via autumntommo)

comedietragedie:

- You and I, Piano version -

cashtonhugs:

inrowlingwetrust:

theblackship:

ilvalentinos:

robert-pattinson-hates-his-life:

Rob talking about a stalker he had in Spain.

HE COMPLAINED ABOUT HIS LIFE. 

TO A FAN.

FOR TWO STRAIGHT HOURS. 

Bless this man.

the man. the myth. the legend.

Crying.

I would tots do this if I were famous

(via paraleast)

Timestamp: 1397537352

cashtonhugs:

inrowlingwetrust:

theblackship:

ilvalentinos:

robert-pattinson-hates-his-life:

Rob talking about a stalker he had in Spain.

HE COMPLAINED ABOUT HIS LIFE. 

TO A FAN.

FOR TWO STRAIGHT HOURS. 

Bless this man.

the man. the myth. the legend.

Crying.

I would tots do this if I were famous

(via paraleast)

louisfuckingstyles:

when louis moves his hips he arches forward

when harry moves his hips he arches backward 

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✿◕ ‿ ◕✿

(Source: justasgoodaseachother, via paraleast)

louisandlarrystyles:

Louis’s oops sweater is nowhere to be found……

(((louis had it made)))

Louis so fucking done with it already he just gives zero fucks now. GO LOUIS GO!

Timestamp: 1397536698

Louis so fucking done with it already he just gives zero fucks now. GO LOUIS GO!

If that’s ‘only friends’ behaviour then I think I’ve been fucking my best friend

audreystylinson:

the title is pretty self-explanatory Harry and Louis’ relationship is definitely not strictly platonic

(btw I’m not fucking my best friend yet)

let’s start from the beginning shall we?

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I’ve never ever ever in my more than 10 years of relationship with my best friend jumped into her arms that way and FFS! YOU JUST HAVE MET IN THE BATHROOM BOYS CALM DOWN!

okay okay let’s move on gosh I’m already angry

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