mywritingstuff98-blog
mywritingstuff98-blog
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Hello. I decided that I wanted to share with you a couple of my favourite things, being two of them: Writing and Harry Styles. Hope you like it. Byeeeee. 
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mywritingstuff98-blog · 6 years ago
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05/12/2018 (via ImJunJimm1m)
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Harry leaving a gym in LA - January 17th
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Harry leaving a gym in LA - January 17th
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mywritingstuff98-blog · 7 years ago
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You Are PURRfect To Me
Just something that I wrote, that I think came out cute, so I decided to post. Feedback is always welcome, and if you find some mistakes or grammar problems, please let me know, because english is not my first laguage so. Yeah, that’s all. Thank you! x
Based on this prompt, that I found in pinterest.
Prompt:  “I may have accidentally sort of adopted five cats”
Thalia has always been the impulsive type. For example, she’s been saving money to buy a nice car but one day decided to purchase a 900 $ handbag. Or changing her haircut from long curly brown hair to a short with blond highlights, just past her shoulders. She has always been this way.
So, one day, on her way home from university she does something a little over-the-top.
Lia’s been having the worst week. Not in a bad way, more in a stressful way. Just this past week she had to hand 3 projects and one paper about something uninteresting, that she’s pretty sure that she failed. And it’s not finals seasons yet, this is just the middle of the semester. That’s what she gets for getting in med school.
But now she has a break from school. And she’s using it by relaxing, do some shopping and, most importantly, spend some time with her boyfriend, Harry.
“Hey babe, are you ready?” Harry called from downstairs.
Thalia and Harry live together, in a small house, close to the university they both attended.
Even though they have very busy schedules, with them in med school (Thalia in her third year and Harry in his fourth), the couple tries to spend as most time together as possible.
“Almost!” She yelled “Let me just put my shoes on!”
Harry rolled his eyes, because he’s been waiting for her for a good half an hour. “Hurry, or we’re goin’ to be late!” Harry stated, looking at the clock in the kitchen, where he has just finished placing the groceries in the fridge.
They decided, since they didn’t have to do much studying, to go to the movies, to see Jumanji. And they were late. As usual.
And finally, Harry heard her footsteps, and saw his girlfriend, beautiful as always, dissolving, just a tiny bit, his frustration.
“I swear to God, Lia” Harry (x) said to his girlfriend exasperated. “The first time that we are actually on time for something, I’ma throw a fucking party” Harry glared at her as he watched Thalia putting her arms around his neck.
“Hello to you too, booboo” Thalia (x) joked, giving him small pecks around his face. Harry kept his glare, so Thalia gave him one last kiss on the lips before untangling her arms. “C’mon grumpy pants. Let’s go”.
“I’m not grumpy” Harry murmured, pouting.
They went to the movies, and on their way back, Thalia stopped suddenly, making Harry stop. And then he saw the pet shop, making him roll his eyes, because he already knows what’s coming.
“But Harry look!” Thalia exclaims, pointing at the animals. “They’re so cute and tiny and… cute”
“Thalia, for the hundredth time, we can’t have pets in the house. We can’t even take care of bloody plants!”
Thalia looked at him like he’s stupid.
“Babe, they’re cats. And cats are really independent, they’re not plants!” Thalia said. “The only thing we have to do is feed them, clean the poo and love them. C’mon H, Pleeeeeeeease.” Thalia pouted, opening her big eyes, looking at him.
Harry doesn’t look impressed.
“First of all, that stopped working the minute we started dating” Thalia huffed and crossed her arms. “And second, no. We can’t afford a cat, sweets. Now let’s go home and cuddle, because it’s getting really cold and dark.” Harry held her hand and dragged her to walk with him.
But that didn’t stop Thalia for thinking about the kittens. So, one week later, on her way home, from university, she stops, again, in front of the pet shop. And the kittens are still there, looking at her with the big eyes and being well… cute. “I’m gonna just have a look at them” She thought. But them the lady from the shop said that she could hold them, and she said yes, and one thing led to the other…
Thalia had adopted, not one, not two, but five cats. Five cats. With that she also bought the food and some toys for them to play, and on her way home she already had named the five kittens (x): Milo, Mila, Lilo, Lola and Mola. You would think How is she going to remember all of their names? Even more if they all look the same? Well, she also bought them name tags.
Only when she got home, she realized what she had done. Harry was going to kill her. While she was waiting for Harry to come home, she thought of many ways to tell her boyfriend what she had done. She knew she was in deep trouble, but she couldn’t contain herself. So, she put them in the laundry room, in their bed, while she waited. And then she heard him.
“Baby, I’m home” Harry exclaimed, while putting the keys in the plate, and taking his shoes off.
And before she started to panic, Thalia went to meet her boyfriend.
“Hi baby, how was your day?” Thalia asked, with a sweet pitchy voice. And then Harry started to wonder.
“What did you do this time, Thalia Marie?” Harry said, crossing his arms.
“What do you mean?”
“You just called me baby, which you never do, only when you want to ask something, and your voice is weird.” Harry explained “So, what did you do?” Harry asked the second time.
“Fine ok, but please don’t be mad at me.” Thalia pleaded.
“Thalia…”
“Promise me you won’t be mad.”
“I won’t, just tell me.”
“Pinky promise.” Thalia said, sticking her pinky out at him.
“Seriously? Okay, fine.” Harry put his pinky with hers. “So now tell me. What did you do, for the third time?”
“I may have… accidentally… sort of… adopted five cats?” Thalia smiled at him innocently.
Harry looked at her shocked. “Are you serious?”
“Yeah, and they’re really cute, and I already named them and… you know.”
“Thalia, what the actual fuc…”
“You pinky promised you wouldn’t be mad” Thalia interrupted.
“I mean, yeah, but five cats? Really?! If you were going to do something crazy, at least you would adopted just one!” Harry exclaimed, throwing his arms in the air. “And where are they?”
“They’re in the laundry room. I’m gonna bring them here.” Thalia said excited. He wasn’t so mad after all.
“See?” Thalia showed the kittens in their bed sleeping. “Aren’t they the cutest thing you’ve ever seen?”
And when she looked at him, he was smiling at the sight in front of him.
“Right?” Thalia pushed.
Harry sighed. “I’ll admit. They are pretty cute. But babe we can’t have five cats, you know that right?” Harry asked.
“But why?”
“Thali, they are cats. Normally people have one or two. Because they fight a lot.”
“Okay fine.” Thalia huffed, putting the kittens in the ground.
And then Harry smiled at her fondly.
“What?” Thalia asked.
“I swear to God, that one day I’ll come home to find that you bought a yacht.” Harry said fondly, shaking his head. “But since I love you very much, and the kittens are pretty adorable, we can keep two.” And that made Thalia smile, really big.
“Really? Thank you, thank you, thank you.” Thalia said in between kisses.
“Yeah, yeah. You would’ve worn me out at some point.” Harry murmured.
“I love you too Haz” Thalia kissed him.
“Wait, you said you named them, right? What are their names, then?”
“Milo, Mila, Lilo, Lola and Mola.” Thalia said, clapping her hands.
“What?” Harry said, slapping his hand on his forehead. “Oh, c’mon Lia…”
I hope you like it. It’s not the best, but I’m quite happy with how it turned out. Thank you for reading. Byee
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mywritingstuff98-blog · 7 years ago
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woman // harry styles
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Harry Styles, photographed by Harley Weir.
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“This is what you’ve got to look forward to.”
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Harry “Cheater” Styles. x
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In a Heartbeat (x)
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this blog hates donald trump
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This is the reason why I’m dead inside.
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Harry + kids (part 1)
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mywritingstuff98-blog · 8 years ago
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february 20, 2014
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We’re just two ghosts swimming in a glass half empty
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So Mitch comes down, and the second he plugged in his guitar and started playing, Harry’s eyes just lit up and he was, like, “This is the guy.” — Jeff Bhasker
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