"There's no such thing as soul mates. I mean just because someone is perfect for you doesn't mean you're meant to be with them. The thing about love is that it's unexpected - the best kind anyway."

This is the sequel (continuation) of After. Hardin and Tessa's relationship will be tested in ways she never expected, but he knew of all along.

UPDATE, A COUPLE OF YEARS LATER Hey guys, please read this bit before you read this story. This story contains descriptions of violence and needs an overall trigger warning for suicide. When I wrote the chapters for this story, I wasn't in the best state of mind and I projected that into my writing as some sort of therapy; only difference between me and other people going through depression as I was back then, is that I published mine which contributes to the romanticisation of suicide and mental illness. I didn't understand mine back then, but I do now. Please seek help if you identify with the OC. It's not healthy and damages your soul as it had mine. I am better now. I want you to be better, too. You matter. You are your own universe and your sun, you moon, your stars... don't forget that. Take care of yourself because you are important. I wish someone said that to me back then, so I am saying it to you now. I am more than happy to talk to anyone going through the same thing I went through. Again, thank you so much to everyone who engaged with this story over the years! I would take it down because I personally do not believe in a lot of the things I wrote back then that has been intertwined with this story but I want it up to at least reach out to someone and keep a memory of my writing progress. Lots of love, Z xx

❝You drive me absolutely insane, you know that angel?❞ // © bradfvrds

Arms slid around my waist and I was suddenly twisted around in a swift motion by muscular, tattooed arms. In seconds I was face to face with a somehow familiar figure. He was one of the most attractive people I had ever seen. Blonde hair slightly tousled across his forehead, bright blue eyes high lighted by his long eyelashes. A perfectly sculpted jawline. A shiny silver ring pierced into his bottom lip, matching his silver eyebrow piercing. I didn't realise how long I had spent taking in his Godly features until I felt a tingling feeling on my neck. Lips. He was sucking on a small part of my neck. I wanted to push him away from me and slap him across the face, but I couldn't. I was overwhelmed with desire and curiosity as I stood there trying to take in what was actually happening. He pulled away smirking at me, twisting my insides, "You belong to me now" he whispered.