will you remember that i existed, and that i stood next to you here like this? athazagoraphobia written by ella 2016

in which she signs in so she can discuss smooth and rough pebbles with him but sadly, he leaves the chat right away. © softyjeon all rights reserved. a jeon jungkook fanfiction.

in which they see each other again. • second book of the transportation series. • a park jimin book

about the girl that loved colors almost as much as she loved him. book one of the suicide series.

"Why jump?" "Do you know what another word for 'autumn' is?" she asked. He stayed silent. "Fall."

WATTPAD FEATURED STORY Daniel Evans is trying not to let his crush on Jonah Clarke get in the way of their new found friendship, because Jonah Clarke is definitely not gay. Placed third in the Valentine's Day Contest hosted by @taygetsthegay

"why are you afraid of kissing me?" "i'm not afraid, but you should be." atlantis carter has kissed three boys in her seventeen years of life, and all three boys died within six days of the kiss #59 fanfiction

++ "We sure are cute for two ugly people" ++ When a witty and charming spirit sneaks into the soul of a shamelessly attractive teenage boy who has the social skills of a tree, the spirit suddenly becomes his alter ego and tries to help him capture the attention of girl. "This is like Deadpool. Falling in love. Plus the humour, minus the blood and gore. Downright funny really."

Every love has a story. How you first met. Who said the first word. Even mine does. Seven o'clock is not the time anyone will think of falling in love. But as our worlds collided, we did just that. In a moment lost in space, a single introduction had changed everything. I wonder if things would have been different if the day we met came with a warning. A word to tell you that this was right or this could be wrong in so many ways. I wonder where he is right now. I wonder if he's happy with his life. I wonder if anything would have changed if we did things differently. Placing our hearts on the line and flipping the pages one after the other, our story was written. It happened before we knew it, and there was no way we could have taken it back. That's just how it goes. Every first love has a story. Do you want to hear mine?

Like any other teenager, I wanted a damn break from school. Well, a murder on campus gave me that break. Sadly (for me, mostly) the murder had to do with my new... "friend": a homicidal, obsessive, cunning, and possessive stalker with an irritating sense of humor. How did I stumble onto the stalker of all stalkers? no. damn. clue. What I do know is that they text me obsessively, kill people around me, and threaten my friends and family if I throw away my phone or tell the cops. Well, they cover the categories of insane, murderous, and annoying, so I'm already screwed. But that doesn't mean I'm going down without a fight.