"So you're Hemmo69?" "And you're CuteandPinkClifford." #371 in fanfiction Fem!Michael Punk!Luke •~☹©

"Kiss me, you loser," "No problem my red headed punk rocker," A series of letters between Luke Hemmings and Michael Clifford; two Australian idiots brought together via English project. Trigger warning: Self harm Cover by undertoness

in a horizontal integration type of business, people like luke don't really belong. cross dressing twenty-nine year olds aren't supposed to watch their thirty-one year old CEO buy as many firms as he can simply to maximize everyone's profit.  but here luke is, in a dark blue skirt and grey top, dropping his communications report on michael's desk five minutes before 10 p.m., his blue eyes falling lower and lower as the minutes take on.

sequel to 'the boy with the white eyes'.

"because I have a L on my wrist, I think it's you."

"Next!" The fortune teller calls. Michael smiled sheepishly at Ashton as he pulled back the curtain, walking in and taking his seat. They didn't believe in this crap; it was a dare. The fortune teller didn't look at her ball, or even Michael for that matter. She looked past his shoulder, her hands slightly shaking as they rested on the table. "You have a dark spirit following you." Who knew from that day, Michael's world would get turned upside down, all by a dark spirit named Luke Hemmings.

Luke is infatuated with the boy with locker number 2537.

Welcome to New Stone High School. Where your clique is your definition. Luke Hemmings is the schools biggest nerd, in all upper class men classes, a high GPA and enough credits to graduate. Always reading or solving away math problems. Experimenting, the only non-nerdy thing he does is strum notes on his guitar. Michael Clifford is the schools most popular kid, the kid everyone wants to be. His parents give him everything, he can get whoever he wants, do whatever he wants, he is on top. And there was no going outside your clique. Until "top-dog" takes a little detour. © Copyright 2015 ChangeFate

"i didnt realise your penis would come out that big" 2015 all rights reserved © -ymas-

So Ashton's going on a road trip with his friend, Calum, and he invited me to tag along. Being the adventurous shit I am, I said yes, but I wouldn't have if I knew that Luke Hemmings was going as well. God, I hate that guy, and the feeling's mutual. Why does that annoying brat have to come along? And Ashton and Calum expect us to be friends? Yeah, right. There's no chance that Luke Hemmings and I, Michael Clifford, are ever going to get along. WARNING: Smut Cover: _Jikko Other pairing(s): Cashton (minor) Dom!Luke © 2014 iCheeseYou