We know if they mess up, it’ll be ALL OVER and they know that too. I know they’re amazing and I have faith in them, but I still get so scared that Harry’s not gonna take enough breath or someone’s gonna do something ridiculous like forget the lyrics or fall off the stage. I’m 17 and I feel like it’s my child up there.
Knowing that they’re nervous and can’t sleep isn’t helping me either.
1. Fuck you. Who are you to tell ME what I’m going to like in a month?
2. I liked this band before What Makes You Beautiful and all this madness because my best friend’s older sister is a fucking genius and goes to Oxford and watched X Factor. So don’t tell me “you’re American, you’re a fake fan” cause you don’t know shit about me.
3. Because of The X-Factor, we’ve heard them all individually and acapella. We KNOW what they sound like.
4. Last time I checked, it’s MY life and MY ears and if I wanna listen to One Direction, I’ll listen to them. Mind your own fucking business.
That is all.
I wonder if Beatles fans who thought Paul was dead acted like we Larry Stylinson shippers do. I can just see them writing analyses about how Paul is the only one out of step and how if connect the dots on the wall it says “3 Beatles.” I bet their anthem was Come Together.
have you ever looked at a celebrity and suddenly realize that you’re way too emotionally attached to someone who you will probably never meet?
have you ever had it happen 5 times in a row?
Can someone send me a link? Pretty please with a cherry on top?
just thought with all this “Zayn quitting” stuff…