OneDirectiiion

Status: Currently writing for my readers :D
Joined: May 13, 2012
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Birthday: October 28
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                                                         Moments | Chapter Nineteen

                                                                 Taylor's P.O.V

 I wake up in Harry's arms on the couch. "Morning beautiful." I hear him whisper in my ear. I smile up at him. "Morning Haz." I say to him and he places a quick kiss on my lips. "I don't want to go back to Louis' place." I say. "Who said you had to?" He says with a cheeky grin on his face. "I got Niall and Liam to bring your stuff over here lastnight. " He says. "Really? Thank you Harry." I say and smile. "How about we go out to Starbucks for coffee?" He asks. "I'd love to." I say and Istart to get up. "Not before I can give you another hug." He says and stands up and wraps his arms around my waist. I laugh and I turn around and I kiss him. "I'm going to get ready." I say and I go get dressed and I curl my hair and I put my makeup on, like I was unbroken. But the truth is - I'm still broken. I walk downstaris to find Harry ready. "You look stunning, love." He says and we walk out the door to Starbucks.
 

We get to Starbucks and just guess who we see inside? Louis. He was on the phone. "She's fat. Eleanor was WAY much skinnier." I hear him say into the phone. I look down at my body. "I am fat." I whisper to myself. Louis turns around and sees me. He freezes. "Taylor." He whispers. I feel Harry tighten his grip around my waist. "Leave me alone!" I say as he advances slowly towards me. "Louis leave her alone!" Harry says, his already thick British accent getting thicker because he was mad. Harry quickly scoops me up in his arms. "Come on let's go, we're attracting a crowd." He says and we get otu of Starbucks. "Guys wait!" Louis yells after us. We get in the car and we drive far out of town, not knowing where we were or how long we've been driving. "Harry where are we?" I ask him. "Ohio." He says. "Ohio?! We live in Tennessee! How long have we been driving?!" I say panicing. "Don't worry, I know where we're going." He says. I feel more comfortable now that he knows where we're going. "Just relax." He says and takes my hand in his free one.  

                                                   Moments | Chapter eighteen
                                                              
                                                            Taylor's P.O.V

A few weeks later, you know after the funeral and stuff, mine and Louis' relationship started going downhill. He was away a lot more than usual, coming back drunk almost every night, and he was rude towards me now. And the thing that was shocking me, was that I'm scared of him a little now. I hear the front door swing open and hit the wall. I see Louis walk in, cussing under his breath. I get up slowly off of the couch and I follow him into our large kitchen. "How was your day?" I ask him, choosing my words carefully. "Why do you care?" He asks me in a sassy tone while he is cooking himself dinner. "Well I-I love you Louis." I say quietly to him. He picks up a pan and slams it on the stove. He shoves me to the side into the counter. I wince in pain and he just glares at me as he gets into the refridgerator. He slams the door shut and he gets out the cutting board and a knife. "Um Louis are you sure you don't want me to do that? I'm scared you might hurt yourself." I say to him. "DO YOU THINK I"M A FREAKING BABY? I CAN DO THIS ON MY OWN. NOW GET OUT OF MY WAY, YOU COMMANDING FREAK!" He yells at me, practically in my face, and he throws the knife on the ground. The knife bounces back up in the air, as the hande is rubber, and it cuts my leg. He doesn't see it. I run off in tears of pain from my leg and in tears because of Louis. I go to our bedroom and I slam the door shut and I lock it. I look at my bleeding leg and i sob. I go to the bathroom and i put about three big bandaids on it and I go back into the room. I call Harry. "H-Harry?" I say choking back the tears. "Taylor? What's wrong? Don't tell me, I'll be there in 5 minutes to pick you up." He says and he hangs up. I get some sweats and I put them in my purse. I but on my UGGS and I walk through the living room to the door. "And just where do you think you're going?" Louis asks, looking up from his phone. "Out." I snap at him and I walk out of the door and to Harry's car. As soon as I get in his car, I break down in tears. "H-Hary I d-don't know w-what to do." I say while I cry. "What happened? Is it Louis again?" He says. I nod. "I swear, he doesn't deserve you." He says to me. We get to his flat and we go in. "C-can I stay with you tonight?" I ask him. "Of course, I don't want you hurting, Taylor." He says. "Okay, I'm going to change into my sweats." I say to him and I go to change. I walk back out and into the living room. I sit on the couch and Harry sits beside me and he wraps his arms around me, making me feel safe ... even though I know I am with him. "Taylor, you're so much better than him," Harry whispers into my ear. "He doesn't deserve you." He adds on. "Harry, thank you for being here for me when I need it. I feel like you're closer to me than Louis." I say to him. "Taylor, I love you, okay? I've wanted to say that since the first day I met you." He says and he kisses me. When he pulls away, we just look into each others eyes for a long time, until we're asleep.

*I bet this was a shocker (: I'm writing Moments again, because I came up with some ideas :D So Moments is back! I'm intorducing a new character, Kailey, the a few more chapters(:*

 

                                 Little Things | Chapter 2

                                                                         -Claire’s P.O.V-

I wake up in my bed a day after the concert. I look at a small crumpled up piece of paper on my bedside table. I read it. It was Louis’ number. I smile to myself and text it. “Hi Louis (: It’s Claire from last nights concert” I text to him. “Meet me at the coffee shop in 30 minutes xx ;)’ I read the text and reply ‘Okay, see you then (:’ I hit send and get out of bed. It’s obviously fall time out so I put on some black skinny jeans, a cute sweater, and some UGGS. I go curl my hair and put on my makeup. By then it has been 25 minutes so I go out to my car, and drive to the coffee shop. When I arrive I go in and sit down at a table in the back by a window. Louis walks in and searches for me and finally spots me. He gives me a warm smile and comes over to the table. “Hello Claire.” He says and sits down. “Hello Louis.” I say and blush. “I want to get to know you, love. You seem really nice.” He says and smiles. “Aw, thanks. Well … what do you want to know?” I ask and light-laugh. “I want to know everything.” He says. “Well okay. My name is Claire Smith, I’m 19, and I love to pull pranks on people, shop, write, sing, and read.” I say. “I like to pull pranks on people too!” He says. “I knew that … wait – I mean – awesome!” I say knowing that I sound like a fan girl. He laughs his sweet laugh. “Don’t be embarrassed. I know you’re a fan. And I told the fans that I love to pull pranks on people anyways.” He says and smiles. I hear ‘Little Things’ come on in the café. I smile to myself. “I love this song by you guys.” I say. “It names off so many of my insecurities …” I say quietly to myself. “What was that, love?” He asks me. “It – uh- names off a lot of my insecurities.” I say and look him in the eyes.

                                                                              -Louis’ P.O.V-

I look at her. “Why are you insecure?” I ask seriously but not sounding too demanding or anything. “I-I think I’m fat, ugly, stupid.” She says. I look at her in disbelief. “Seriously? You’re none of those things.” I say to her. “Yeah b-“ She beings. “No, don’t even try to disagree. You’re gorgeous, beautiful, smart, and perfect just the way you are.” I say, stunned I just said that all. She smiles and blushes. “Louis that was so sweet.” She says. “It’s true, you know.” I say and fold my hands together on the table. “How about we go back to my place?” I ask. “Sure.” She says. “What’s your favorite drink?” I ask her, while I look at the menu. “Peppermint tea.” She replies. “Okay.” I say and walk up to the counter. “Can I have one peppermint tea and one cinnamon tea to go please?” I say and the waitress gets our order. I pay and we walk out. “Here you go.” I say and hand her the tea. “Thank you, Louis.” She replies. “You’re welcome.” I say. “Let me drive.” I say to her and she hands me her keys. “What about your car?” She asks. “I walked.” I say and I start the car. We drive to my flat. We arrive and walk in. “Wow, nice.” She says and looks around. We sit on the couch and get to know each other. Claire is really sweet and pretty. “You’re like a girl version of me.” I say to her. She laughs. “You’re like a boy version of me.” She says and smiles. Before we knew it, we were both asleep on the couch.

 

Hi readers :D I've been on Thanksgiving break in Ohio so I haven't been able to get on and post new chapters of Little Things. There will be a new chapter up T O N I G H T! Love you guys!xx♥

                                           Little Things | Chapter 1

                                                                     -Claire’s P.O.V-

“Feels like I’m constantly playing a game that I’m destine to lose, and I can’t compete with your boyfriend. He’s got 27 tattoos!” I sing at the top of my lungs in the car. “Shut up, Claire!” My bigger brother yells at me. “Just because you’re 19 today and you’re going to a One Direction concert doesn’t mean you can sing in the car.” He is in a bad mood, I can tell. “Gosh, I’m sorry.” I say and roll my eyes at him. Today is my 19th birthday and one of the gifts I got was One Direction tickets. “About how much more longer till we’re there?” I whine to my Mom. “10 minutes.” She replies looking over at me with a grin. I do a little fan-girl scream. I look out the window and see the arena in the distance. “WOO HOO!” I yell and we arrive at the arena. I quickly get out of the car with my front row ticket and a backstage pass. We walk up to the little window and show them my tickets and backstage pass. They approve of them and I walk in. I got to come alone, thank the lord. I run up to my seat and get out my phone. I take a picture of the bare stage, except for Josh’s drums. I put it on Facebook and then sit down. An hour later the place is packed. “1D! 1D! 1D! 1D! 1D!” The crowd chants and I join in. The beginning of “I Would” comes on and the boys run out on the stage. “I LOVE YOU LOUIS!” I scream at the top of my lungs. He looks down at me and flashes his adorable smile and looks me in the eyes for a second. I blush and then they sing.  I sing along with all of the songs, but Louis wouldn’t take his eyes off of me. I wonder why?

                                                                       -Louis’ P.O.V-

“Did you not see her down there? Did you not see her beautiful blonde hair and green eyes?” I say to Harry as we walk down the hallway back to the dressing rooms. “Mate, there were a lot of beautiful girls like her down there.” He says to me and we turn a corner. “Yeah, I know. But she really stood out. Wait! I think I saw a backstage pass around her neck!” I say in excitement. I see Harry roll his eyes. We reach the dressing room and we all change into our sweats. “Okay boys, we have one fan that has a backstage pass so here she is.” I hear Paul say and then he brings the fan in. “It’s her.” I whisper to Harry. “Hi, I’m Claire!” She says and smiles. “Hello Claire!” Zayn says. “Um, Louis can you read this note, I wrote it for you. And boys I have something else for you.” She says and hands me a folded up note on lined paper. ‘Dear Louis, I would just like to let you know something. You saved my life. And when I say that, I mean it. I’m depressed, insecure, and I cut. I’ve attempted suicide three times but then I remember; would Louis want me to do this? I know he wouldn’t like to know that a Directioner killed herself because of bullies and rumors. I love you so much, Louis. And it would be great if we could become friends, and just get to know each other because you seem so nice and fun and I have no friends. I hope you respond – Claire xx’ I look up from the note at Claire. “Claire I would love to be friends with you. You have no right to feel this way.” I say and pull her into a hug. “No right.” I repeat into her ear.

****Hi guys! I have dis contnued Moments because I kept thinking of other stories. So here's a new one! Kailey; I will put you in this story somewhere! Don't worry at all!♥****

                                           Little Things | Chapter 1

                                                                     -Claire’s P.O.V-

“Feels like I’m constantly playing a game that I’m destine to lose, and I can’t compete with your boyfriend. He’s got 27 tattoos!” I sing at the top of my lungs in the car. “Shut up, Claire!” My bigger brother yells at me. “Just because you’re 19 today and you’re going to a One Direction concert doesn’t mean you can sing in the car.” He is in a bad mood, I can tell. “Gosh, I’m sorry.” I say and roll my eyes at him. Today is my 19th birthday and one of the gifts I got was One Direction tickets. “About how much more longer till we’re there?” I whine to my Mom. “10 minutes.” She replies looking over at me with a grin. I do a little fan-girl scream. I look out the window and see the arena in the distance. “WOO HOO!” I yell and we arrive at the arena. I quickly get out of the car with my front row ticket and a backstage pass. We walk up to the little window and show them my tickets and backstage pass. They approve of them and I walk in. I got to come alone, thank the lord. I run up to my seat and get out my phone. I take a picture of the bare stage, except for Josh’s drums. I put it on Facebook and then sit down. An hour later the place is packed. “1D! 1D! 1D! 1D! 1D!” The crowd chants and I join in. The beginning of “I Would” comes on and the boys run out on the stage. “I LOVE YOU LOUIS!” I scream at the top of my lungs. He looks down at me and flashes his adorable smile and looks me in the eyes for a second. I blush and then they sing.  I sing along with all of the songs, but Louis wouldn’t take his eyes off of me. I wonder why?

                                                                       -Louis’ P.O.V-

“Did you not see her down there? Did you not see her beautiful blonde hair and green eyes?” I say to Harry as we walk down the hallway back to the dressing rooms. “Mate, there were a lot of beautiful girls like her down there.” He says to me and we turn a corner. “Yeah, I know. But she really stood out. Wait! I think I saw a backstage pass around her neck!” I say in excitement. I see Harry roll his eyes. We reach the dressing room and we all change into our sweats. “Okay boys, we have one fan that has a backstage pass so here she is.” I hear Paul say and then he brings the fan in. “It’s her.” I whisper to Harry. “Hi, I’m Claire!” She says and smiles. “Hello Claire!” Zayn says. “Um, Louis can you read this note, I wrote it for you. And boys I have something else for you.” She says and hands me a folded up note on lined paper. ‘Dear Louis, I would just like to let you know something. You saved my life. And when I say that, I mean it. I’m depressed, insecure, and I cut. I’ve attempted suicide three times but then I remember; would Louis want me to do this? I know he wouldn’t like to know that a Directioner killed herself because of bullies and rumors. I love you so much, Louis. And it would be great if we could become friends, and just get to know each other because you seem so nice and fun and I have no friends. I hope you respond – Claire xx’ I look up from the note at Claire. “Claire I would love to be friends with you. You have no right to feel this way.” I say and pull her into a hug. “No right.” I repeat into her ear.

****Hi guys! I have dis contnued Moments because I kept thinking of other stories. So here's a new one! Kailey; I will put you in this story somewhere! Don't worry at all!♥****

I can't write Moments while listening to Sticks + Stones album. Uh Cher Lloyd really messed me up .... xD I will write later♥ 
                                                              Moments | Chapter Seventeen
                                                                                   
                                                                             Taylor's P.O.V
A few hours later Lottie and her sisters had to leave for camp. I got to meet Louis' Mom and we did plan our wedding, which will be happening in August. I was really happy that I got to meet his Mom because she is really sweet. We talked for hours and hours when we finally had to leave. "I told you she would like you." Louis says when we arrive at our house. I get out of the car. "I'm glad she does like me." I say and smile. Louis takes my hand and leads me into our house. He picks me up starts to tickle me. "Louis!" I squeal and laugh. "Say you love me!" He says over my laughs and squeals. "I love you Louis!" I say and laugh. He quits tickling me. He kisses me. "You better." He murmers against my lips. I smile in the kiss. He gets a phone call and breaks the kiss. "Um .. yeah. I'll be right over." Louis says into his phone, his voice cracking. "Louis what happened?" I ask him. "I'll tell you later, and Harry will be over to stay the night with you." He says to me and walks out the door, giving me a kiss. 
                                                                           Harry's P.O.V
I knock on Louis' and Taylor's door. "Coming!" I hear Taylor yell. She openes the door. She looks gorgeous even in her sweats, messy hair, and no makeup. "Come in." She says and I do. "So you you know why Louis had to leave?" She asks me. "His mom, like - got mudered - right after you guys left. He was behind her door the whole time and when she went to close the door, he stabbed her." I say to her. "Oh - this is - this is horrible." Taylor says. "It's alright." I say to her. "How about we watch one of your favorite movies to get your mind off of this." I add on. She nods and she puts in one of her favorite movies, which happened to be the Titanic. We sit on the couch. She snuggles into my chest, just like she does to Louis. I put my arm around her and we watch the movie. About an hour later I look down and see her asleep. I pick up the remote trying not to move and turn the TV off. I then drift off to sleep and dream about Taylor, why am I always dreaming about her?

                                                                      A/N: Sorry I know I haven't posted in FOREVER AND EVER but I got caught up in my Tumblr blog and roleplaying! Haha well I'm back to writing so keep on reading for me!