Lost In Action








Names Gina :)) & THIS is A Blog dedicated to the 5 most beautiful, perfect, boys on planet earth.

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friedlemons:

Thats so great that Lou got to design their welcome sign. 

(Source: beautiniall)



tomlonsons:

Larry Stylinson and their fake soccer/football during Tell Me A Lie
Up All Night DVD. 



(Source: stylinson-69)


(Source: am-directioner)


One Direction on fanfictions being written about them

(Source: -whatmakesyoubeautiful)


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thethingsiloveabout1d:

Just listen

Louis: You approached the alter, the flower bouquet shaking in your hands. The veil was pulled back by and you stood face-to-face with your husband-to-be. He smiled gently down at you, acting calm even though he was breaking down deep inside. Just the sight of you in your…


#99: You burnt your hand...
  • LOUIS: "Ouch!" you yelp, quickly pulling your finger away from the hot stove -- the hot stove you had accidentally laid your finger on. Almost immediately, your boyfriend is by your side, moving your hand under cold water. After a few moments, he brings your red finger to his lips, kissing it gently. "Be more careful next time, alright?" he says in a husky voice.
  • NIALL: "What did you do?" He frowns, worried. He takes a look at your finger before spreading a cooling gel over it. He keeps asking if you're alright, even though it's only a little burn. He wraps your finger up in a band-aid and smiles. "There. Can't have my Princess getting hurt, now can I?"
  • LIAM: He kneels in front of you as you sit on the couch, cradling your hand after just spilling a steaming hot cup of tea on it. He evaluates the burn, looking into your eyes before leaning down and kissing your hand all over. You smile slightly, already having a soothing sensation running up and down your arm. "All better," he murmurs against your skin.
  • ZAYN: With his thumb and middle finger, he gently rubs the red marks, dabbing it with water every so often. You mumble, "You're good at this." Curiously, he looks up, tilting his head to the side. "Good at what?" he asks cockily. You roll your eyes, giggling as you said, "Everything...."
  • HARRY: "What in God's name happened?" he mutters when he gets a hold of the hand that you had wrapped up in a bandage. He frowns, immediately concerned. "What did you do?" You sheepishly reply, "I, erm, burnt myself by the fireplace...." He smirks. "Of course you did." He doesn't let go of your hand the whole night, making sure you're good as new.