Then, yes, Shea, I would love to be your girlfriend.
I want to be some body’s dumplin’. I’m not chicken.
Nope,” he whispered, when I tried to tug it away. “Mine now.
We didn’t kiss,” I said. Jules cocked an eyebrow. “We brushed lips.
I hate being a teenager.””Why?””Hormones.” With a sad half smile, he left.
You don’t know it, but I’m a vertical megabrand with cross-media platforms
Hayden?””Yes,Gia?””Nothing I just wanted to say your name
I’m not perfect. Never have been.Never will be.~ Louis Tomlinson
I’m your’s. If you’ll have me, I’m your’s” -Dark (Harry Styles fanfic)
Mama!’ Rosie tugged on my shirt. ‘This broccoli is tasty and wonderful’.