#28.09.13

[sunshine-ht-blog]

28.09.13 Louis Tomlinson y Harry Styles se casaron, una fecha importante para todo el mundo ;)

[2tiedships2]

September 28, 2013

[imalouie]

∞ Louis in 2013

[old-lovers]

Holaa! Cómo estás?

No se si sea molestia, es un tema viejo pero siempre he tenido esta duda, que crees qué pasó el 28? Porque he visto que al parecer ese día iban a unos premios y por eso estaban vestidos así formal, pero entonces no entiendo el tweet de harry. Gracias :)

Holaa anon! Estoy bien, espero vos también

Sii el 28 de septiembre está en gran parte desmentido, no creo que se hayan casado. Respecto al tweet de harry, es una parte de la canción My Old Man de Joni Mitchell del álbum Blue. Espero haberte ayudado! 🤍

[icantquityoularry]

dude they got married on sept 28, 2013 and I'm so overwhelmed by this i wanna cry. can u give me a hug? thank u

HUGGGG. I’m overwhelmed because I reblogged that marriage post only recently. When I saw it on my dash a few days ago I was happy because I’ve seen the theory before and I was like “Nice this post came back” and reblogged it. So after looking at Harry’s first colour pic in forever, I noticed the 28 right away and shortly after that, with the anniversary date post sitting fresh in the back of my mind, I saw the full number and realised “wait a sec, this isn’t only 28, it’s mother fucking 9 28 his god damn fucking anniversary” and immediately looked for the anniversary reblog I did. People were posting 28 all over tumblr but it’s like, hold on guys, that 28 didn’t just come from nowhere, Louis didn’t take it out of his ass after being #17 all his life, it means something to them…and that’s because it originates from their anniversary date lolol.

And you know the funniest part, I’ve been riding this headcanon for quite a while since I watched the “Story of Ziam” videos, because I noticed something incredible on the segment that focused on the Zerrie engagement during their This Is Us promotional week. 

Almost every time an interviewer said “Congratulations on your engagement”, Louis had the cheekiest sly smile and nod in response to it. AS IF THEY WERE FUCKING TALKING TO HIM - I SHIT YOU NOT GO WATCH IT!

So I’ve always thought THEY WERE AT THE VERY LEAST ENGAGED. But this shit goes MUCH MUCH deeper than any of us thought. Between Anne and Ed Sheeran and Sam Smith who just give them away all the time. “Happy Days !” last year on their supposed anniversary… really Anne? are you fucking kidding me? I’m so done I’m 100% done. Stop pretending you aren’t married Larry, gigs up, we know.

[sarahseuropeantravelblog]

Saturday 28.09.13

Started my day at 5am. I had to walk from my hostel, Clink261 to the hostel where my Topdeck tour was leaving from, Clink78. Luckily for me, they are literally 300m away from each other. So I got there, sat on my bag in reception while everyone I would be spending this trip with slowly trickled down into the same area. 

Once we were all there and accounted for, it was time to get on the bus to go to Dover. I didn't talk to anyone on the bus, except for D, the tour leader, and that was only to give her my insurance and passport details in case of an emergency. Even on the ferry over to Calais I sat alone, made the most of the wifi and the last of my solitude for the next 20 days. 

When we got into Calais, we had to wait for the actual bus that would be taking around Europe, so while we did we played 'ice breakers'. Ergh. The bus got there at some point, but europe has weird driving laws, where the driver has to stop every 2 hours for 15 minutes and half an hour every 4 hours. Or something like that. Because our driver had driven from Amsterdam that morning, he had to have a half hour break so we got to play even more ice breakers. 

Finally got to leave Calais and head to Paris. It takes about 4 hours to get there, which is a long time to spend on a bus, but not the longest I knew I would have to go through. I still didn't really talk to anyone, even after the ice break activities. Driving into Paris was a nightmare, I have a newfound respect for Scotty, our driver, and all the people driving in that city. The traffic is crazy! 

We were staying at a brand new hostel, St Christopher's, apparently this hostel was the latest for the chain. And oh man was it nice. The beds had little curtains and personal usb ports for ipods/phones. It was great. We got to chill out for a bit, have a shower, get to know the other people we were sharing rooms with. I was with some pretty nice girls, Maddy, Erin and Cat. We all headed down to dinner together, which had been organised for us in the hostels restaurant. 

We got snails! They aren't my favourite, bit too chewy for my liking. The dinner was pretty good, but straight afterwards we had to go back onto the bus so the Scotty could drive us around to all the sights, while D explained everything in so much detail I think she could talk about history underwater to be completely honest. That wasn't a bad thing though, it was really interesting and I learned so much, which is half the reason I wanted to go to Europe in the first place. 

The City Lights tour is amazing, it takes you to all the major sights in Paris and if its timed right, the Eiffel tower will light up and sparkle as you go past. It was a really magical night. 

Back at St Christopher's, the rest of the group decided to have a couple drinks. I still wasn't really comfortable with anyone, and still felt queasy at the sight of beer after Oktoberfest. So I went up to bed. I didn't get much sleep though, people from my tour - the boys mainly - were all gathered in the room next to mine and having a party. That was the first night of this tour and the first time we almost all got kicked out of a hostel. Whoops.

[loucapsicologia]

28.09.2013 - Sabado

Querido amigo, hoje acordei gripada, sim, e o que eu tomei de comprimido hoje foi o total que eu tomei no ultimo fim de semana que fiquei gripada, estou aqui no meu quarto e acabei de tomar quatro e tomei seis mais cedo. Hoje eu acordei as dez e quarenta. Fiquei um pouco no sofá. Dormi um pouco no sofá e depois na cama da minha mãe pra amenizar a dor de cabeça. Acordei as duas e pouco. Esquentei macarrão pra mim e fiz meu molho, almocei e fiquei no computador. As cinco e pouco fui assistir um filme que não lançou aqui no brasil, e eu tava louca pra ver, Stuck in love. Eu fiz pipoca e comecei a assistir quinze para as seis. Seis e meia minha mãe apareceu e começou a reclamar, porque eu uso o notebook pra pegar o filme online e a tv para assistir. Assim eu parei o filme e fui tomar banho. Resumindo, cheguei na casa da Leticia as sete e quarenta. Estava quem eu achei que estaria mesmo, além da Leticia, a Julia, a Jéssica G., a Leticia N., a Fabiana, a Viviane, a Bruna, a Vanessa, a Gabriela, o André, o Caique e o Wallace. Fora a irmã da Leticia e a familia dela. E quando a mãe da Leticia me viu ela disse o meu nome e eu fiquei tipo ‘como você sabe o meu nome?’. Eu só estive na sala da Leticia antes no prézinho. Eu sentei em um sofá e a Julia sentou do meu lado, a maior parte do tempo a gente ficou conversando. Depois ela foi pro outro sofá, e eu fui comer, e sentei na mesa com o resto das meninas, e fiquei por lá até as onze e pouco, que cantamos parabéns e comemos bolo. Enfiamos todo mundo em uma parte da escada, e tiramos várias fotos. Depois meu pai apareceu, quase meia noite e fui embora. Eu ia ficar mais tempo se tivesse alguém pra me levar depois. Mas provavelmente não teria. Enfim, depois que cheguei fiquei bem pouco no computador, porque minha mãe quis usar e eu fiquei no sofá, acabei dormindo e agora estou aqui no meu quarto te escrevendo. E amanhã vou ter festa da minha prima de segundo grau, ela vai fazer um ano. Com amor, Gi.

[dailydoseofziam]

The fan photos, Perth 28/09/13