"7:15, that's our time."

Where a naive girl with lots of baggage and a rockstar that can't seem to think of anyone but himself fall in love over the span of 24 hours

𝒎𝒐𝒓𝒆 𝒎𝒂𝒈𝒊𝒄 𝒕𝒉𝒂𝒏 𝒃𝒍𝒐𝒐𝒅 𝒊𝒏 𝒉𝒆𝒓 𝒗𝒆𝒊𝒏𝒔. Maev Barebone never meant to get entangled with humans and their (seemingly) silly fights, but when her neighbor-turned-friend in Bucharest is arrested for a crime he didn't commit, Maev won't rest until she manages to free him, even if it means exposing her unusual magic to a group of unusual people. [COMPLETED]

He taps his foot against the carpeted floor of his therapist's office, wondering if he should say it. If he should even say her name out loud. He hasn't done that in at least a year. He'd never say it; especially not in front of his friends. As the therapist, a middle-aged woman in a grey pantsuit, takes notes on his progress, he clears his throat and decides to speak, "She's coming back from California. Today." She looks up, "Who?" It takes him a while. He has to work up the nerve to say it. "Maddie," he says, picking at his nails. He only mentioned her name once, in his first session last year, but the therapist nods. She was the only good thing he's ever mentioned. "Something bad happened, I think." Cover art by Brigid Vaughn (burdge on deviant art) #freementalillness

Your number is the only one I'll dial, that is until you don't pick up..

[✓] ∥ "Cloe." "Cloe?" "Yes, Cloe." "...As in Lorena Cloe?" "How many Cloes do we know?" The taller of the two college boys looked across the bar, at the brunette who was sitting at a table in the corner. She was drinking Coke and talking to her friend, which he recently realized is a routine of hers. He knew her well; from the hallways, as well as class. He knew she spent days with her head in a book, or talking to the same group of people. There was nothing really special about her, nor did she catch anyone's eye for longer than five seconds. It confused him how she seemed to like it that way. He also knew that she was not just hard to get, but nearly impossible to. For someone as confident as him, he doubted himself quite a bit when it came to her. Nevertheless, he turned to his friend, a relaxed and casual look on his face, making him seem almost bored. "Deal." - Watty Awards 2013 Winner - Copyright © 2013 by funkystyles

Luke's ass sits on a throne at the top of the social chain, but with popularity comes limitations. Don't do this; don't do that; you like which movie? As Luke loses sight of who he is, Ari Quiroz steps into his life. Spunky and loudmouthed, the fearless Filipino teen inadvertently shows Luke what it's like to live life without barricades. However, with the fear of being a freak and the temptations of popularity luring him in, Luke has to decide what's more important. If drunk words are sober thoughts, then Luke Hemmings is in for one hell of a hangover. ✖ OFFICIAL winner of the 2015 Watty's in the "Talk of the Town" category. #233 in Random - 06 February 2015 #911 in Fanfiction - 25 February 2015 #576 in Fanfiction - 23 May 2015 #130 in Fanfiction - 29 May 2015 #91 in Fanfiction - 24 June 2015 #9 in Fanfiction - 5 July 2015 #2 in Fanfiction - 15 July 2015 TRIGGER WARNINGS: Depression, Suicide, Bullying, Vulgar Language ✖ Started on: 19 July 2014 Completed on: 3 June 2015 Reviewed by Emily of Wattmag issue #4.

seriously - can spencer rebecca banner ever catch a break?

The young, outgoing, good looking and enthusiastic football coach Louis meets quiet, confused, mysterious Megan. She's gone through a lot since her dad died. Since that day, her dedication to the one thing she loves most died as well. In the middle on the field. Meg has built a wall around herself isolating everyone else around her but her sister. And Louis wants to break through that wall. To find out who Megan Gastrell really is. ✔️ COMPLETE ✔️ (I wrote this almost 8 years ago. I was roughly 14 years old so some parts might be a bit cringey. I hope you enjoy the overall story anyway!)

sequel to, 'my my my' i got the good side of you, sent it out into the blue. the people danced, to the sound of your heart the world sang along to it falling apart. did either of them actually get the good side? tchalamet: i miss u i miss u i rly wanna kiss u but i cant | natbrooks: tchalamet six seven eight triple nine eight two one two one started: 13/03/2018 finished: DISCONTINUED