Disclaimer: if my story is similar to any other Madwheeler fanfiction it is completely coincidental. I am unable to read every one that exists so there's bound to be similar ideals, etc. in my story to others. I do not mean to purposely copy anyone's ideas and am sorry if it ever seems like that.
Also this book is rated mature for abuse, strong language, selfharm/depressing topics. Just a warning to anyone wanting to read this. This is most definitely going to be sad and angsty so if you're not into that stuff then this isn't for you.
This is my first fanfiction I have published and will try to update consistently. So I'll be bound to make mistakes and it'll probably be very cliche and all, just a warning. I also don't know how well this will flow because I have a terrible habit of writing chapters out of order and always have to rearrange stuff to make the story make sense. So please just bear with me.
Lastly, I just hope you enjoy this book!
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FanfictionWhat happens when Max Mayfield's safe haven becomes none other than Mike Wheeler's bedroom for one night and she expects it to remain that way? Sidenote: I suck at summaries {Mature for abuse, self harm/depressive topics and strong language} (UPDA...
