Heatherrmarie13

tattoomezarry:

I am the Niall of my friends 

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stylinged:

but look at louis’ little smile when he turns oh my

stylinged:

but look at louis’ little smile when he turns oh my

hockeyfanlife:

believinginboston:

If you bring me to a hockey game on a date there is a 110% chance that I will marry you 

Play in the game and your chances are even higher

me: wow she has a nice butt
me: i wish i had her butt
me: oh shit if someone could read my mind they would think i am a lesbian
me: if anyone can hear this i like dicks
me:
everyone:
me: phew
peterpanlinsonandharrydarling:

merryratchetlarry:

larrystylinsonisrealok:

Spread it around. HE’ll be so happy.. Honestly this won’t ruin your blog. It’ll be the best thing we could give Louis.. 

only if he follows me that cockslut fu CK

BUT
LOOK AFTER YOU
I JUST

peterpanlinsonandharrydarling:

merryratchetlarry:

larrystylinsonisrealok:

Spread it around. HE’ll be so happy.. Honestly this won’t ruin your blog. It’ll be the best thing we could give Louis.. 

only if he follows me that cockslut fu CK

BUT

LOOK AFTER YOU

I JUST

okhaz:

i liked it best when harry wore his beanies with the fringe and yES

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I knew, even when I looked across to him during the performance after then, that he just wasn’t himself.

It was really horrible for me to watch ‘cause like, as a friend, I kind of wanted to do something but I could hardly walk over to him during the performance and go: ‘Are you alright, mate?’

It’s quite frustrating ‘cause I wanted to try to comfort him after the performance but there was nothing- nothing I could say could really make much of a difference. I felt a bit powerless like I really wanted to do something for a friend… but I couldn’t.