A boy never forgot about the things that made him crazy. He just watched them burn.

In which a boy with a bad habit of getting himself drunk learns that sex isn't everything.

"Close your eyes." he croaked, I did as I was told without any disobedience. "Have you any idea how badly I want to kiss you right now?" I shook my head in reply. "Badly, so fucking badly." he whispered as his harsh breath fanned across my cheek. Dark haired and tattooed, Xavier looked like the ultimate bad boy...but weren't bad boys meant to have that boyish charm? The thing is, Xavier was extremely guarded, hot headed and quite frankly, scary. In fact, Xavier was many things but romantic and loving wasn't two of them. He was a building half built, a puzzle with half of the pieces missing... Until he met me. Warning: Bad language (lots of). A possessive delinquent that is guaranteed to make you smile (or cry.)

"Hopefully being roommates will settle your arguments."

crash: /kraʃ/ verb collide violently with an obstacle ©alternativeluke 2015

[one] in which a drummer and a songwriter find common interest in a coffee shop - along with something more that neither of them could have ever expected.

Some extra, for all the people who enjoyed The Fault in Our Stars, by John Green. Let me make this clear that this is not the original written by John Green, and this isn't even written by John Green.