Author: theneversaga

Wattpad fics be like;
I was asleep and my mom ran into my room, packing my clothes for me in my Aeropostale suitcase
“Mom what are you doing”
She looked at me and sighed, putting her cigarette out on her hand
“They are here”
I was confused, I rolled out my light purple stripped comforter and ruffled my long thick blonde hair with brown streaks in it
“Who are”
“Your new owners.”
This is the story of how one direction bought me
Why is it always something?
Like it’s literally always fucking something…………….I can’t go a week without there being something








