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  1. Mrs_ZaynMalik69_1D Mrs_ZaynMalik69_1D
    posted a quote
    April 14, 2012 10:05pm UTC
    One Direction things#193
    Hi welcome to McDirection, would you like a Tomlinsonbum burger, a side of Styles Pie, a McNiall, some Zayn juice and a slice of Paynecake?
    What's your faveourite ;) ,...

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  2. Mrs_ZaynMalik69_1D Mrs_ZaynMalik69_1D
    posted a quote
    April 14, 2012 6:32pm UTC
    One Direction things#192
    Niall: Zayn is the mysterious one, you never know what he's thinking.
    Zayn: ...Sheep
    LOL OMG I LOVE YOU ZAYN<3

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  3. Mrs_ZaynMalik69_1D Mrs_ZaynMalik69_1D
    posted a quote
    April 14, 2012 4:40pm UTC
    One Direction things#192
    Zayn: Louis ate Niall's last chips when Niall went to the toilet,
    and Niall got so angry he didn't talk to Louis for an hour..
    Niall and his food :')

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  4. Mrs_ZaynMalik69_1D Mrs_ZaynMalik69_1D
    posted a quote
    April 13, 2012 5:05pm UTC
    One Direction things#191
    Harry: If it wasn't for the fans, we would have nothing.
    Niall: We owe them everything.
    Harry: My girls are incredible.
    Awwwww :')

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  5. Mrs_ZaynMalik69_1D Mrs_ZaynMalik69_1D
    posted a quote
    April 13, 2012 3:58pm UTC
    One Direction things#Fanfic
    UNREQUITED
    Chapter 7
    I woke up groggily the next morning with a bad taste at the back of my throat. I’d ended up having two out of my three owed hot chocolates the night before and had returned to my room so tired I’d forgotten to brush my teeth. I trudged into the kitchen area of the little apartment-like space I shared with my mother and a crumpled piece of paper and handful of banknotes sitting on the bench caught my eye. I recognised my mother’s loopy handwriting immediately and learnt that she would be at the rehearsals all day and that she wanted me to go out and buy something nice for myself. I wondered where she thought I was going to go, in a city I’d only just arrived in without even so much as a map. After getting dressed, I packed my handbag with the money from the bench, some make-up, a compact mirror, my camera, the spare hotel key, and my dog-eared copy of The Secret Garden - a book which had been my favourite since I was little. The reason I’d brought it with me all this way, was that I knew, wherever I was in the world, opening this book to any page could bring me home again.
    I knew by experience that could be an invaluable thing to have.
    I set out into the chilly London air, pulling my beanie over my ears and crossing the road. I had no idea where I was going but I guess that made it all the more exciting. I recognised the shadow of my excitable seven-year-old self lurking around, anticipating adventures around every corner. I found my way to a busier street filled with flashy shop windows and most people seemed to look like they’d just walked out of a Burberry ad. I noticed what a typically ignorant Aussie I was being, comparing these people around me to the one British label I knew, just because they were British. I wondered if I looked like a tourist. I desperately hoped I didn’t. There was something about this place that just made me feel like I’d been here for years and that I belonged – my home - when really, my denim bag with the worn Australian flag printed on it was a straight out give away. I turned it so the flag print was hiding against my jacket and kept walking, forgetting the cold and embracing my new surroundings.
    I don’t know how long I was walking. I didn’t enter many shops or even a cafe; just being here, in this foreign atmosphere was enough to make me dizzy with elation. It was like my brain had completely floated away in a little fantasy… Memories of last night flashed through my mind. Liam explaning his spoon phobia to me, Niall finishing my third hot chocolate for me, Zayn flirting furiously with the girl behind the cahier, Louis entertaining me with his thoughts on clowns, and Liam breaking up the squabbles between Niall and Zayn. And then there was Harry, with is perfect lips, telling his peverted jokes. I walked around with a huge smile on my face.. and then I returned to complete consciousness, I realised I had no idea where I was. Each road and sign seemed to look the same and I tried to retrace my steps but my memory was no help. I swore under my breath and pulled out my phone. I’d been gone at least two hours - not the worst possible situation, but that did nothing to change the fact that I’d be out here for another two if I couldn’t figure out how to get back to the hotel.
    :D Tell me what you think?
    Have been getting amazing feedback so far THANKYOU!! :D
    means so much to me :')
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  6. Mrs_ZaynMalik69_1D Mrs_ZaynMalik69_1D
    posted a quote
    April 12, 2012 10:03pm UTC
    One Direction things#190
    How to get into One Direction's tour without a ticket.
    1. dress up as an old lady and claim you're Harry's girlfriend.
    2. dress as an exterminator and say you received a call off Liam complaining about there being too many spoons in the building.
    3. pretend to be Zayn's old English teacher and say you're concerned he cannot say 'What's happening' properly, so you must see him.
    4, buy a Nando's take out meal and claim you're delivering Niall's order of food.
    5. hire a Simon Cowell look alike and make him demand that you are let inside the arena NOW!
    6. buy a milkshake and tell security that you need to see 1D so you can test the theory of my milkshake brings all the boys to the yard
    7. dress up as a doctor and tell security you're very concerned about Louis' carrot fascination so you must see him straight away
    8. tell security you have lost you parent or guardian and that you need to check inside in order to find them.
    9. arrange for Dynamo the magician to meet you outside the arena so he can work his magic and get you inside.
    and if all else fails
    10. get you friends to dress up as spoons, cats, potatoes, leprechaun, carrots, turtles and woody and a giant pigeon and tell security the supporting band has arrived.
    "Niall and The Potatoes"
    Directioners YGM ;)

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  7. Mrs_ZaynMalik69_1D Mrs_ZaynMalik69_1D
    posted a quote
    April 12, 2012 6:12pm UTC
    One Direction things#189
    Niall said the other day he has a phobia of pigeons, ever since one attacked him when he was on the toilet when he wal little.
    OMG. how the hell does that happen :L aha
    KEVIN WE STILL LOVE YOU ;)

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  8. Mrs_ZaynMalik69_1D Mrs_ZaynMalik69_1D
    posted a quote
    April 12, 2012 4:51pm UTC
    One Direction things#188
    Niall knew he could sing when he sang in the car once and his family thought it was coming from the radio.
    Niall And The Potatoes FTW

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  9. Mrs_ZaynMalik69_1D Mrs_ZaynMalik69_1D
    posted a quote
    April 12, 2012 4:42pm UTC
    One Direction things#Fanfic
    UNREQUITED
    Chapter 6 (PART TWO)
    We all sat crowded around the little coffee table in the middle of the room eating our dinner. Louis and I had received the food as it was delivered by a boy in the hotel uniform who made a show of his annoyance at having to carry up so much food. “No tip for you!” Louis yelled at the boy as he left down the hall. I slammed the door quickly and burst into a fit of giggles. Zayn said he wished he’d ordered a whole other meal while the boy was up here since he seemed to enjoy his job so much. I wish he’d done too. As we ate, the boys filled me in on the plot of the soap opera (though I hadn’t really taken them as soapie-watching kinda guys…). They asked me about my friends back in Australia - I told them about my best friend Sara and another friend Maria - and Louis of course wanted to know if we really rode kangaroos to school.
    “Only the kids in the outback do,” I told him. After we’d finished dinner, I started to clear the plates off the coffee table.
    “Are you mad?” Louis asked incredulously. “Sweetie pie, this is a hotel. You don’t do dishes, they’ll clear them tomorrow morning,” he insisted. I stopped half way to the kitchen with the stack of plates in my hands.
    “I can’t just leave them for other people to pick up.”
    “As conceited as this is going to sound, it is kinda their job.”
    “I’m my mother’s daughter. I clean, I organise everything,” I said smiling.
    “You’re not one of those creepy OCD people are you?” Louis laughed.
    “No I’m not that bad. But I’m not a hobo either. I’m not going to live amongst dirty dishes!”
    “Ah, go ahead then,” Louis sighed.
    “Boys, boys, boys,” I sighed. “You’ll do anything to get out of cleaning won’t you? ‘This is a hotel!’” I said, mocking Louis’ laid back tone. Harry chuckled and pushed himself up from the floor. “I’ll help,” he said following me into the kitchen. He rifled through the cupboards and produced a blue checked tea towel. “You wash, I’ll dry?”
    “Sure,” I replied, filling the sink.
    “So, I bet you’re regretting not buying that dress yesterday,” he teased as I handed him a plate to dry. “Not in the slightest,” I replied. “Can’t have my mother thinking you boys are already having a bad influence on me!”
    “You could easily hide it from her”
    “You are a bad influence! And no, I’m not like that anyway.”
    “I’m only kidding, Mellisa,” he chuckled. I smiled and handed him another plate.
    “You must be glad to get away from school for so long,” he said stacking the crockery with a clatter.
    “You have no idea,” I replied, focusing my eyes on the bowl I was scrubbing.
    “You don’t like school?”
    “Er, no not really. Where I go is like a prison for girls, with bricks for electric fences and a ‘get out of jail free’ card that allows us out each night to go home, eat dinner and then return again in the morning,” I said, letting the sarcasm seep into my tone.
    “really... It’s that bad?”
    “No,” I said smiling up at him, “but I cant wait to get out of there all the same. You pop stars are lucky you don’t have to worry about that kinda stuff anymore eh?”
    “Maybe, but ‘we pop stars’ are faced with a whole set of other problems,” he replied, detecting the teasing note in my voice.
    “I can only imagine,” I said, shaking my head, solemnly. “Having beautiful girls follow you around all the time must be hell.” He responded to my taunt by hitting me on the arm with the dish cloth. I looked at him with my mouth wide open. “That was uncalled for.”
    He smiled cheekily. “So was your comment.”
    “Know your boundaries, Harry,” I said, narrowing my eyes but trying to hold in a laugh. “You already owe me three hot chocolates.”
    “Speaking of,” he said pointing a finger at me, “Why don’t we go get those hot chocolates?”
    “Sounds like a good idea to me,” I smiled sweetly.
    Free hot chocolate…in London…with five of the most genetically blessed boys I’d ever set eyes on. Good idea? That was an understatement.
    :D Tell me what you think?
    Have been getting amazing feedback so far THANKYOU!! :D
    means so much to me :')
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  10. Mrs_ZaynMalik69_1D Mrs_ZaynMalik69_1D
    posted a quote
    April 11, 2012 8:22pm UTC
    One Direction things#187
    The boys are being sued for $1 million by an American band named 'OneDirection' clamping copy right to the name. The Boys have said they are going to resist it and are not going to change their name. Thank God.
    One Direction UK >>> One Direction USA

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  11. Mrs_ZaynMalik69_1D Mrs_ZaynMalik69_1D
    posted a quote
    April 11, 2012 7:37pm UTC
    One Direction things#Fanfic
    UNREQUITED
    Chapter 6 (PART ONE)
    5:30 pm (1) New Text : Mum
    hey Mellisa. so sorry, going to be working late with sam tonight. lots off stuff to work out. you ok to get room service for dinner? rather you didnt go out for food by yourself. dont wait up for me. mum. x x x
    ---> REPLY
    that's fine mum, i kinda expected this kinda thing (: we are here for your job not on holiday lol, and will do. Lissa xxx
    I sat slumped over an armchair in one of the designated common rooms on our floor of the hotel. My legs hung over one arm of the chair and my head rested on the other. I flicked through the channels on the TV, settling on an unfamiliar soap opera. I didn’t bother following the storyline; I was a little spaced out - from the flight or my new found friends… I didn’t know. The boys had been out rehearsing all day for the first show of the tour which was in two days. I knew Mum would be going absolutely out of her mind at this point and I decided to just fend for myself the next few days. I had never minded doing things for myself, being alone. Not in an unsocial kind of way. I just needed to be left to my own thoughts sometimes. I became quite the analyst when left by myself. I began to reflect over the previous day and the five boys I’d met. When meeting boys for the first time I generally tended to be quite shy and reluctant to say much. However with Liam, Louis, Harry, Niall and Zayn, it was a completely different story. They were all older than me and had a very relaxed atmosphere around them which had seemed to, in turn, set me at compete ease in their presence. I’d known them for only a day and yet was already comfortable enough joking with them and just being myself. I was thinking this thought when those five boys burst through the door, a jumble of winter coats and rowdy laughter. Judging by the curls plastered to Harry’s forehead, they’d been caught in the rain.
    “Hey, Mellisa,” beamed Liam, shrugging off his coat.
    “Hey!” I said with a wave. “I thought pop stars weren’t made to walk in the rain?”
    Zayn snorted. “The idiot taxi driver dropped us off a block early and the windows were too fogged up for us to see exactly where we were before we got out of the car.”
    “Taxi? Don’t you guys have like special cars or something?” I asked.
    “The buses arrive in a couple of days but ‘til then we have to manage peasant-style,” Louis joked, slumping down on a couch near mine.
    “Oi. Us peasants know no better and neither do you for the time being!” I reminded him.
    “Until the buses come!” Louis repeated. Zayn and Niall joined Louis on the couch, taking control of the TV remote, while Liam perched himself on a stool at the breakfast counter and Harry went to the fridge. I tore my eyes away as quickly as I could when I caught myself staring at the way Harry’s tracksuit pants were slung incredibly low on his hips. “There’s no food!” he complained, slamming the door shut. “Yeah, we’re living off room service I think,” I told him. “At least, I am, Mum’s ditched me to work with Sam tonight, so! Speaking of, I better go back to my room and get some dinner, I might see you boys later.”
    “What? Don’t be silly,” said Liam, “Stay and eat with us!”
    “Yeah, we did promise to look after you, we can’t let you go back to your room by yourself and just sit there all night!” Zayn joined in with Liam.
    “You sure? I don’t want to like, intrude on you guys or anything.” I secretly hoped I wouldn’t have to go back to room and be alone for the whole night. “You’re staying here,” Liam said in a mock stern voice. I laughed, “Alright, i'll stay”
    “Here’s a menu,” Harry said, chucking me a piece of laminated card with the hotel logo stamped on it. “Thanks.” I read through it, finding nothing too exciting and settling on the safe option of spaghetti bolognese. The menu got sent around the group and Harry picked up the phone to make an order. He put on his serious, grown-up voice when conversing with the room service person on the end of the line and I couldn’t help but smile at the creases that formed above his eyebrows as he read our orders scrawled messily on the back of a receipt.
    :D Tell me what you think?
    Have been getting amazing feedback so far THANKYOU!! :D
    means so much to me :')
    sorry had to do two parts again, just didn't fit all in one quote and i didn't want to cut down the story :/ sorry! also because i made the font bigger, as i've been told it is hard to read...
    does that help? Sorry it's not that eventful... i'm building up to it watch out for the next couple of chapters ;)
    oh and if you want be to notify when next chapter out please comment :)

  12. Mrs_ZaynMalik69_1D Mrs_ZaynMalik69_1D
    posted a quote
    April 11, 2012 1:06pm UTC
    One Direction things#186
    Zayn: I'm the most handsome in the band
    Harry:I'm the second
    Louis: I'm the third
    Liam: I'm the fourth
    Niall: ...I'm the best
    omg Niall <3 and i think they are all equally as hot.. but Zayn is a model in the making ;)

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  13. Mrs_ZaynMalik69_1D Mrs_ZaynMalik69_1D
    posted a quote
    April 11, 2012 12:59pm UTC
    One Direction things#185
    At the moment Harry and Zayn are out partying in Australia
    They got warnings from security for putting security guards in headlocks and champagne showering people. YOLO.
    they are totally drunk
    Check out the picture here - http://bit.ly/I3idTO
    i wish i was there :') #ah

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  14. Mrs_ZaynMalik69_1D Mrs_ZaynMalik69_1D
    posted a quote
    April 10, 2012 8:33pm UTC
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  15. Mrs_ZaynMalik69_1D Mrs_ZaynMalik69_1D
    posted a quote
    April 10, 2012 5:15pm UTC
    One Direction things#185
    Harry was supposed to kiss Miranda Cosgrove on iCarly, but refused as he knew it would upset Louis. And his fans. But mostly Louis.
    Larry Stylinson baby ;)

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  16. Mrs_ZaynMalik69_1D Mrs_ZaynMalik69_1D
    posted a quote
    April 10, 2012 3:05pm UTC
    One Direction things#Fanfic
    UNREQUITED
    Chapter 5 (PART ONE)
    Riding in a lift from the very top floor of a building to the very bottom with five boys who you have never met before is exactly as awkward as you’d expect it to be.
    “So…” said Louis, “How’d you sleep? With the time change and all?”
    “Pretty well, thanks. How about all you boys?”
    Louis turned to Harry. “Well,” he said, “I would have slept just fine if this one hadn’t started yelling about some monster or another at half three in the morning!”
    “Was that you!?” Zayn joined in, “I heard you from my room, Harry.”
    “Nightmares, baby?” Louis said, ruffling a hand through Harry’s curls. Harry swatted him away. “I can’t help what I do in my sleep! And actually, I was being strangled by the bloody things! You’d be screaming too.”
    I had to laugh.
    “So where are you taking me then?” I asked with a smile. The rush of cold air that attacked us as we left the building almost knocked me off my feet…almost. Liam strode up next to me, hands in his pockets and his head bowed, bracing against the wind. “Errm well, I think we’ll grab some breakfast first and then -”
    “Lunch more like,” Niall interrupted, a hint of frustration detectable in his tone.
    Liam rolled his eyes and continued.
    “And then I think…Lou, did you say you wanted to buy clothes?”
    “No that was me,” interjected Zayn, “I need a couple new shirts.”
    “Well that’s our plan then,” Liam said to me. “Is there anywhere in particular you’d like to go?”
    “Not really, I’m quite happy to tag along.” I was just being polite. I’d just arrived in London for God’s sake, where DIDN’T I want to go? “It was nice of you all to ask me along with you!”
    “Our pleasure,” grinned Harry, turning as he walked in front of me. “We wanted to get to know you a little better of course,” added Louis. “Sadly you’ll have to put up with us for three whole months.”
    Psh. “Ahh, I’m sure I’ll manage just fine!” To say the least…
    We ate at a little teahouse near Tower Bridge and I managed to fit in easily with the boys’ light conversation. They asked me all about my home and my friends and they tactfully skated over the subject of my father when I subtly indicated my unease. After leaving the cafe, we moved on to shopping, Niall and Harry taking it upon themselves to become my personal stylists as we walked into Topshop. The other boys went off to shop with Zayn while Harry rattled on in a hilariously feminine voice, practically throwing clothes at me because they ‘complemented my eyes’ or that he believed would ‘show off my figure’. Much to the sales lady’s annoyance, Niall decided to rifle through the hair accessories, clipping various objects to his head with help from Harry. I just stood there and giggled my head off like a right idiot. I watched Harry in the mirror as something caught his eyes behind us. I turned to follow his gaze. A strapless, red bodycon dress hung on the rack behind us. “Hmm, it’s lovely Harry but somehow, I just don’t think you’d fill out the bust,” I joked. He looked down at me, a cheeky look in his eyes, “Maybe not…but you would.” He winked and illustrated his point by letting his eyes flicker down for just a second.
    I gave a shocked laugh, “Excuse me?”
    THIS IS ONLY PART ONE! WATCH OUT FOR PART TWO SOON :D
    :D Tell me what you think?
    Have been getting good feedback so far THANKYOU!!
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    NIALL IS IN PART TWO!! Don't miss out ;)

  17. Mrs_ZaynMalik69_1D Mrs_ZaynMalik69_1D
    posted a quote
    April 9, 2012 6:27pm UTC
    One Direction things#184
    I'm a drug addict and I take Tomlibacco, Styleroids, Malikjuana, Payne Killers and Horoin.
    YES.

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  18. Mrs_ZaynMalik69_1D Mrs_ZaynMalik69_1D
    posted a quote
    April 9, 2012 5:59pm UTC
    One Direction things#Fanfic
    UNREQUITED
    Chapter 4
    “Mellisa? Wake up, love.” The pale curtains had been drawn wide open and Mum was sitting on my bed. “A couple of the boys have come around asking if you wanted to go for a walk around the city with them in fifteen minutes?”
    “Who?” I sat up rubbing my eyes.
    “You know, the One Direction boys? The ones we’re on tour with?” Mum was nodding her head in a really exaggerated way with her eyes opened wide, as though I had some mental defect. Something suddenly clicked in my brain and I scrambled out of bed for my suitcase.
    “Are they out there right now?”
    “No, I told them I’d wake you and see if you weren’t completely exhausted and they said they’d come back in fifteen minutes to get your answer,” Mum explained. She watched me as I threw clothes over my shoulder, searching for something to wear. “You’re suddenly very awake,” Mum observed, an eyebrow raised. “I take it since meeting the boys yesterday you’ve taken a bit more interest in the trip, huh?”
    “What’s that supposed to mean?” I said with my back to mum, a smile creeping onto my face.
    “All I’m saying is, don’t do anything silly. And don’t forget your place on this trip.” Her tone wasn’t entirely serious.
    “Stop being so cryptic mum. I just woke up and you’re hurting my brain.” She sighed and got up off my bed. “Hurry up and get ready you goose. Harry’s waiting for you!” she broke into laughter, darting out of my room. I was left staring after her, shell-shocked. I hadn’t even spoken to her about the boys and yet already, she knew which one I’d be fantasising over.
    Me and Mum had always shared a connection like that. Especially since Dad left. She was my best friend and unlike some other teenagers, I couldn’t wait to go home to her at the end of the day and talk non-stop about whatever I wanted. She always knew what I was thinking and how I felt so I guess her little remark on my thoughts of Harry shouldn’t have surprised me.
    I didn’t want the boys to think I was a try-hard and that I’d dressed up for a simple walk down the street, so I opted for leggings, an oversized hoodie and a worn pair of Docs. I kept my make-up light, asking Mum’s opinion as I usually did. “On a scale of one to ten, how much of a cake-face am I?” After a moment of deliberation she answered with, “Negative four”. Her answer was almost always in the negatives, so I could never be sure if she was telling the truth or not but I trusted that she wouldn’t let me out looking like a life-size orange!
    A knock at the door sent shivers up my spine. I was checking over myself in the mirror for what was probably the five millionth time this morning, letting Mum answer the door. I heard a few muffled greetings being exchanged and then Mum called out for me. She then made a quiet comment which was followed by a laugh from the boys. I told myself I didn’t want to know what she said. It was probably a completely embarrassing comment specifically designed to make me want to die on the spot.
    I stepped out of the bathroom, walked into the little corridor and then into the main living area. The door of the hotel stood wide open and six pairs of eyes were staring straight at me (the One Direction boys and my beaming mother). “Hi!” I smiled, giving a little wave. I wonder how much of an idiot I looked. “All ready to go?” asked Liam.
    “Just about!” Mum passed me my handbag and practically shoved me out the door. “Have fun baby, don’t be out too late!” I waved her away, following the boys to the lift. Seriously Mum? We were going for a WALK down the street at eleven in the morning. I seriously doubt these boys intended on taking me nightclubbing and stealing the innocence of their tour manager’s daughter on only their second meeting. They’d probably save that for a few weeks down the track.
    Thanks for reading my first FANFICTION :D Tell me what you think?
    Have been getting good feedback so far THANKYOU!!
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  19. Mrs_ZaynMalik69_1D Mrs_ZaynMalik69_1D
    posted a quote
    April 9, 2012 5:06pm UTC
    One Direction things#183
    Australian fans at the airport are chanting " WE WANT PAUL"
    (tour manegment) :')
    omfg LEGENDS<3

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  20. Mrs_ZaynMalik69_1D Mrs_ZaynMalik69_1D
    posted a quote
    April 9, 2012 5:00pm UTC
    One Direction things#182
    Louis: The story was, i think it was some sort of bloody sheep...
    All the other boys: IT WAS A COW
    Louis: so it was a cow that was making a noise like, you know how cows do,
    All: MOOOOOO!!
    Zayn: IT SOUNDED LIKE A PERSON
    Liam: it really sounded like a person!
    Louis: Liam being the heroic man that he is and was, decided that he would go out there and save this "man" which was in fact a cow. He hopped over the gate to the fields at Harry's step dads place
    Liam *Le cover face*
    Louis: and he kinda looked around an shouted
    "HELLO, HELLO DOES ANYONE NEED ANY HELP!"
    *Laughter*
    Zayn: what about when i got the stick, wrapped a cloth around it and lit it on fire...
    Louis: Zayn thought he was Tarzan
    Zayn: i was indiana JONESS!!
    Harry: it was completeley dark and liam was on the fence like
    "IS ANYBODY OUT THERE"
    Niall: The best bit was, so Liam was going to take on a murderer down the field and a horse comes running at me in the dark.....
    *Laughter*
    ......
    Liam: atleast im willing to help someone... that's the moral of the story :')
    :
    LMFAO yes Liam... yes :')
    OMG I LOVE THESE BOYS SO MUCH!
    http://bit.ly/HsjL7Z <- Watch this video here :D

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