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Honestly, I don’t care about what you say of One Direction. I don’t care about what you think of me. I don’t care about what you think the boys are. I just don’t care. I know I love them, and I know exaclty the reason why I do. I know they’re not perfect. They’re so far away from it. But their deffects is what I love. Every single stupid thing that they do. Every single stupid joke. Every single akward laugh. The way they sing, and change the lyrics of the songs, the way they’re such a child at the stage, the way they’re so stupid to their age. I. LOVE. IT. That’s what makes One Direction, One Direction. I love the way Niall loves food, the way that Zayn is so vain, the way Liam care about us, and take pictures of his toothbrush. I love the way Harreh and Lou are so gay together, I love the way Paul deal with the boys, I love EVERYTHING. So, again, I DON’T CARE about what you think. What you say, won’t make me change what I feel.
If One Direction Came To My House
They would knock on the door and be like
and I would be like
and my mom and dad would be like
and I would be like
and One Direction would be like
and then I would be like
and they would be like
and then i would be like
and then we would go to my bedroom
I would walk out
and then One Direction would be like
and everyone would be like
and I would be like
The boys teaching Niall how to kiss you
Liam: you just have to put your mouth like this
Louis: HAHAHAHAHA WTF?
This is what you have to do Niall
Zayn: What’s that bro? you want to kiss her or rape her?
Niall and Louis: Well…
Harry: AAAAAAAH STOP WITH ALL THE ADVICE, JUST KISS HER!
Niall: I don’t know how to do this
And then Niall and you:
And everyone goes like this:
glad to see this back on my dash :’)
