Olivia Coleman starting fresh in a new school in which a typical fuckboy named Ashton Irwin tries to go for her. "I'd rather you stay than kiss you," -Olivia to Ashton. Will it be the cliché story where fuckboy turns good, and good girl turns bad? ***WARNING; MAY INCLUDE MATURE CONTENT.***

Dear Ashton, I hope one day you'll see these letters and know that Im really sorry and that all of this was my fault. Goodbye. Love, Victoria

Michael walked forward pushing me against the wall. "Don't tell me what to do you spoiled little slut!" he yelled slapping me across the face. I let out a small whimper but I won't let him see me cry. "Fuck. You." I yelled. Michael threw me over his shoulder and led me to his bedroom. I started punch and kicking him "Put me down" "You need to be punished. " ADULT CONTENT: Drugs, Sex, Alcohol, Attempted Suicide, Murder, Curse words. If you can't handle it then you shouldn't read it. Ages 16 & up. If you choose to read I hope you enjoy and understand this story is FICTION.

"She won't ever give me a second chance guys, and we all know it. I fucked up, big time. And the price I had to pay? I lost my sister, my only sibling..." (Book 3 of my Secret Sister series or S.S)

Broken boy meets broken girl. "You're not as messed up as you think." (this story is super cliche and it kind of sucks i'm sorry)

"You fixed me, Riley" Michael said, green eyes sparkling in the moonlight "I need this. I need you. Forget everyone else. Be mine tonight"

❝boys like him don't fall in love with sad girls.❞

An upcoming British pop punk band gets sent on tour with 5 Seconds of Summer. At first things are frosty between Felicity James; the bassist of Nice one, Newton and the 5SOS guitarist, Michael Clifford. They don't seem to see eye to eye on anything but their tendancies to dye their hair random colours. But tour can change people and three months is a long time.

"...like I said in my first letter; you get to see how the mind works when you write and your mind, Michael Clifford, is really beautiful."

Sneaking glances in the hallway shouldn't have been difficult but every time she saw him, she felt as if her world was crumbling at her feet.