❝You know how us Catholic girls can be.❞ Josh Kiszka x Original Female Character

You haven't heard from the boys in just over three years since they did their first tour with the Struts. Out of nowhere, you get a missed call from Josh. After you hear the following voicemail, something within you reignites. What will you decide after you hear it?

"You know one thing we don't have to worry about?" He asked, his torso leaning closer to tower over the table. His eyes were serious, hands folded under his chin. "What?" I asked, hoping this would put an end to our bickering conversation. "We will never die." Who's gonna tell him? "What are you talking about?" I asked, a baffled look spread across my face. Who the hell told him he's never gonna die? I would hate to be the one to break it to him that we will, in fact, one day meet our own demise. "Because," Josh whispered, inches away from my face. "Legends never die."

Josh may be annoying--irritating, in fact--but he's also admirable in all of his freedom. Looking up at the stars with him proves to be a way to see who he really is. Warnings: very romantic smut. I'm still trying to think of a hybrid word for "fluff" and "smut" put together. "Smuff" just sounds wrong. Anyway. The title is indeed a grab from "Looking For Space" by John Denver. Original cover edit by @joshkiszkastolemysoul on tumblr. *Started 8/2/2019* *Completed 12/10/2019* Playlist: https://open.spotify.com/playlist/1QiIr7uR5vEDNogXkt5fa3?si=_3jFzjglRB2pvGESM462Ew&utm_source=copy-link

he was her bestfriend's twin brother and her very first kiss. nothing was different. right?

"Your hands are scared from murder, yet I trust them completely" Enemies to lovers Mia Martinez and Conner Chase, both rich teens who hate eachother. Captain of the Hockey team in the winter and Captain of the Lacrosse team in the fall and spring. Captain of the cheerleading team. One summer they were both traveling and they saw eachother in a club in Italy, that's when they learned they couldn't be any less than lovers.

Y/n had been friends with Sam bower ever since they met in college. At first she just thought it was cool that his brother was her celebrity crush Jaime fucking Campbell bower, but Sam was cool, and funny. You also had things in common which made you close. Your crush on Jamie just grew over time and the few times you had come in contact with him you got nervous. It was obvious To Sam that you liked him, which probably meant it was obvious to Jamie. You didn't think he liked you at all ether, well maybe that's dramatic. I don't think he really has an opinion On me, to him I was just some chick that his brother was friends with. Or was she... TW: -depression -mental health -sh -drug use -possible suicidal thoughts and characters

"Stay," Harry whispers desperately, pressing his lips to Louis' temple like he can somehow ease the pain that's blooming there, but he can't make the pain stop and no matter how hard he tries he can't make Louis stay. - {not my story} COMPLETED

It all started with the headaches. Harry's fine, he thought just so so tired. My own rendition of the iconic Cold Blue Water fic.

A Jamie bower x y/n Story with 5 short parts and a chapter 2 probably coming soon. I still hope you'll enjoy it! <3