Bernie is the only person that understands him. Bernie is the only person that makes him feel like the Mexicans don't need a wall. Donald is scared. He's never felt those feelings before. He always thought love meant a man was paying for a woman to have sex with him and take care of their children. Donald learns love means something else. Love means Bernie.

In this exciting one parter, Bernie Sanders and Barack Obama must face each other in a heated debate. Although, they want to escape from the fighting. They just wanted to be senpais.

Bernie sanders And Donald trump secretly like each other. They meet face to face at a debate. Will their urge to become president over rule their urge to become more than rivals. Republican vs. Democrat, who will come out on top and who will fall to the bottom .

What is the best way to keep a secret? "Tell it to everyone you know, but pretend you are kidding" - Lemony Snicket. It turned out that Snicket was painfully correct. By the time I reached P.E. after lunch on Monday, it was tipping over the edge of eighty degrees, and my red hoodie had been stuffed in the back of my locker since Brunch. I'd lost count of how many people had gaped at my arm with shocked expressions and open mouths, curious voices unsure of whether or not they wanted to know the answer asking, "Did you cut your arm?" By third period, I'd gotten so fucking sick of repeating the same excuse that my sarcastic asshole side had leaked out. So, I'd been responding to my classmates appalled questions with something along the lines of, "Yes, I cut myself." There was a kind of sick humor to it - technically, I was telling the truth. Not that anyone would ever know it. Cover cred to RazorbladeKissesx

If it wasn't for one faulty clasp, Jack Barakat and Alex Gaskarth would have been nothing more than another one night stand to each other. If Jack hadn't been rushing to college, they never would have met properly in the daylight. If Alex hadn’t had to get to work early, they never would have fallen for one another. If the pendant hadn’t caught the light, they never would have torn each other apart. But on that day, late January, that seemingly insignificant piece of metal did break. Jack was late. Alex was forced to be early. The sun shone at the right angle. And that made all the difference.

Aiden's life is a lonely mess of suffering and torment. He's bullied daily, and abused by his mother. He's fed up with it, and on the 52nd day of the year, he's going to give up. It's all planned. So why did that have to be the day The New Boy turned up? Why did he have to go and spoil it all? It isn't about being gay. It's about being gay, and living with it.

3 years ago, my Step Dad adopted a son. His name was Hunter. For 13 years of his life, Hunter was neglected and abused by his parents. Beaten and raped, Hunter knew nothing good of the world. His Father eventually became a socio-path and shot the Mother. But as he was about to kill Hunter, Police arrived. The Dad shot himself instead. Hunter is now 16 and has been living in my family for 3 years. It's an understatement to say that we don't get along. Hunter is just angry at the world. He drinks and smokes and swears and fights. He kicks me and punches me simply because he's scared. He pushes everyone away. He has flashbacks and nightmares and can't seem to take anymore. Though I know he has reasons for being such an inconsiderate asshole, I still hate him. Our family has now moved to Cyprus. We're only staying for a while, so we just got a small appartment. Bad part about that? It's got 2 rooms. Me and Hunter have to share. At first I hate it. But then over the weeks, I begin to see how broken Hunter Storm really is. He's not just a dick, he's scared. And I'm slowly starting to comfort him through his troubles. We're getting somewhere, but then the worst possible thing happens. But strangley, it's bringing us closer. He's sleeping in my bed, he's crying to me, he's holding my hand. I'm holding him at night, I'm wearing his hoodies, I'm smiling at his touch. Before I even realize it, I'm in love. { Strong Language Throughout! Includes Physical/Sexual Abuse Scenes & Sex Please Don't Read If Bad Language Makes You Cry. But If You Like Hot Emo Boys With Lip Rings, Read Ahead ^.^ }

Imagine losing your family. You would be devastated, heartbroken and empty, as if you've lost everything in your life, right? Well that was exactly what happened to Riley Coleman... Except she literally lost everything. After her parents died in a deadly shipwreck, her rented house was given back to the owners and she was forced to move out. By law, a sixteen year old girl couldn't live individually, right? She still had school to finish, things to learn and a future to plan. So she was permitted to live with her closest relative, Aunt Elva. But what if Riley's Aunt had always thought Riley was a male? In fact, the only reason why Elva accepted her with grace was in hope that Riley would become a boxing champion, just like the seven other boys living in her mansion of a house - or should I say, Boxing Training Institute? So when Elva's assistant found out Riley is, as a matter of fact, a female, he bent down onto his knees and begged her to save the company's name by disguising herself as a boy. But little did Riley know that every single boy had a mysterious secret yet to be revealed. Nevertheless, what's a girl gotta do? Man up of course! And let the chaos begin. ~ © COPYRIGHT NavyCoffee on Wattpad. All rights reserved.

"There are no dress rehearsels in life, Daniel." I grabbed my lip ring. "Then it's a good job I learnt my lines." Daniel Storm has been caught up in a world of violence, sex and anger. He's trying so hard to figure out his place in the world but just can't seem to get anything right. The only person who he honestly cares about is his Dad. In fact, he absolutley loves his Dad to pieces. Hunter is Daniel's idol and Daniel tries hard to be exactly like him. With newly dyed black hair and an old lip ring, Daniel is just like Hunter used to be. But even though Daniel feels extremley close to Hunter, he feels extremley far away from Kat. Feeling neglected by his adoptive mother, Daniel turns to drug abuse, self hate and drinking. Smoking joints and hardcore partying, Daniel doesn't have a care in the world. But getting caught up in a world of violence and anger, Daniel realizes that he is in more trouble than he thought. Trapped in a relationship full of fighting and abuse, Daniel can't seem to find a way out. He feels cut apart and he's not sure what to do to make it all stop. WARNING: Scenes of sexual violence, strong language, physical abuse and extremley hot emo boys<3 ( and yes, those of you who have asked, the start of the description is from skins ^.^