What happens when you head to the bathroom, during a concert, crying? And meet the lead singer of that band?

Finley has had a lot of loss in her life; that's what landed her in foster care. She's given up on leaving, and wanting to leave, but then she meets Alex. And he wants to adopt her. And Finley hasn't a clue what she's going to do about it.

❝You need a saving grace, Ivory-Grace?❞

Jack meets a girl at a Hustler Meet&Greet at the Hammerstein Ballroom, NYC, NY. Ashtyn has a past, not one she's sure she's ready to share with her newfound friends. But she's talented, and beautiful, and stronger than she thinks. Jack falls. Hard.

I was a suicidal teenager until my favourite band All Time Low rescued me and changed my life forever

Charlotte's life is just a mess, she sends a suicide note to her favourite band via e-mail, what happens when they read it and decide to come and see her? Love, pain and tears, an Alex Gaskarth love story. Features self harm, suicide , swearing and probably some sexual references.

Emily is 19 years old and lives at home with her drunk, workaholic mother. emily is in a band called lost in the scene who try to make it big.they finnaly get a big chance to be on a tour with one of there infulences. Emily falls hard along the way. an all time low fan fiction. (I will not be finishing this story, my heart is not in it and I am no longer interested in fan fiction. I am sorry.)

Dating Alex Gaskarth seems like a dream at first but what will happen when secrets and insecurities come to the surface? (Disclaimer: This is the first fanfic I ever wrote, it's old and unedited and I'm aware of all its faults. It's here for nostalgic reasons.)

“Not really. I don’t think you know this but I’m not like most girls. As you can tell I listen to Blink-182 while every other girl listens to Britney Spears.” Alex stayed silent. “And what makes me more different than other girls is that I will always be here for you.” Alex stared at me until a smile erupted on his face. He gently hugged me. I had to stand on my tippy toes in order to hug him properly. “Thank you,” Alex whispered in my ear. “You’re welcome,” I whispered back.