I am known as Mr. Murder at times. But I am not Mr. Murder himself.

"Why do you always wear that mask?" Luke asked. The boy shook his head stubbornly. What Luke didn't realize was -- behind that mask. the boy was crying.

99 days. 99. thats a whole fucking lot, luke hemmings. [lower case intended] muke with a bit of malum copyright 2014 - mukedayparade ©

FIRST BOOK IN THE YELLOW SERIES Lauren Jauregui hated Camila Cabello, plain and simple. Of course, who could blame her? Camila had been the one who read Lauren's private texts in front of the whole cafeteria, forcing her out of the closet. Lauren left for New York with her three best friends the day she graduated, thinking she had escaped Camila. The only problem is, Camila is back. And different. Completely different. Not the kind of 'different' you'd expect, either. Highest Rank - #11 in Fanfiction This fanfic may not be reproduced, reposted, copied, or translated in any way unless you receive permission directly from the author.

"he only comes outside when it rains."

luke hemmings, and his best friend calum hood, live near a house that is rumored to be haunted. the house has been abandoned for years, until one day someone moves in. i'm begging you to keep on haunting me michaelsthief 2015 ©

"and it's at this exact moment, that i am, finally, genuinely happy."

"dont worry, ash. everything is alright. they just dont understand." (lowercase intended)