Remember To Forget Sequel "Sometimes you lose someone, and it changes your life forever. But then, you find someone new and end up taking chances." Copyright to _smilelikeniall. Everything written by me unless stated otherwise. Please do not use my writing and/or ideas without permission. I do not allow translations. No affiliation with 5 Seconds of Summer.

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.

"Why do you like the rain so much?" "It reminds me that I'm still alive." (Luke Hemmings Fanfiction) Copyright to Ashley Royer. All things written by Ashley Royer unless otherwise stated. Not affiliated with 5 Seconds of Summer or any other characters mentioned. THIS IS NOT THE FULL BOOK. The full book is published with changed names and can be bought wherever books are sold. AVAILABLE NOW WHEREVER BOOKS ARE SOLD. The published version has added chapters and everything has been edited.

[Complete] There's a thin line between pretend and reality, there's a thin line between love and hate. How did we ever manage to break them both? ❁ Warning: This story contains strong scenes of drug abuse, bad words, and you may need a box of tissues. Or twenty. Cover by - moonxriver

❝Every time I ran, I ran to you. I meant it every time I said I loved you.❞

Alexis chose the summer of 1996 to visit her Nonna in small, poorly known Clarkesville, Georgia. This year happens to be her favorite. Because a certain guy with ripped flannels, loose thick curls, and piercing green eyes won not only his thrilling illegal drag-races, but won the best trophy of them all. Her heart. [will contain mature content and much, much fluff]

[COMPLETED] "Why do you always stare at me?" "B-Because You're B-Beau-tiful." Violet was the shy girl Harry loved to draw. Harry was the stuttering boy Violet fell in love with. © londonstars

Lennon's dad, Axel is out of the grave and walking the Earth, willing and able to destroy anything that comes between him and his prize, even his own blood. But Axel of all people should know; defeat doesn't run through the family veins. So, who has the nerve to pull the trigger? Never underestimate a girl who used to make bread for a living, Harry Styles learnt that. However, Axel isn't the only one who wants a hint of drama, Lennon is at the number one spot of another hit list. One nineteen year old girl can only take so much, and sometimes it's too much for even the person you love to save you...

{ON HOLD} ❝Bυт ʏoυ cᴀɴ'т. Hɪs ᴘυʟcʜʀɪтυᴅᴇ ɪs тʜᴇ ɪɴᴇvɪтᴀʙʟᴇ ᴇxᴇʀтɪoɴ oғ ɪɴғʟυᴇɴcᴇ тo ʏoυʀ ωʜoʟᴇ мɪɴᴅ ᴀɴᴅ ʙoᴅʏ. Oɴᴇ cᴀɴɴoт evᴀsᴇ oғ ʜɪs ᴘʀᴇsᴇɴcᴇ wɪтʜ ᴀ sᴇɴsᴇ oғ ɪɴᴇʀтɪᴀ. Iт ɪs ɪмᴘɪossɪʙʟᴇ тo ɢᴇт ᴀωᴀʏ. Hᴇ ωɪʟʟ ʟυʀᴇ ʏoυ ɪn. Yoυ, мʏ ᴅᴇᴀʀ, ᴀʀᴇ тʜᴇ ĸɪʟʟᴇʀ's ɴᴇxт vɪcтɪм.❞ Copyright © 2013, ForeverDreamingx™

His soul may have travelled too far, too far that he couldn't find a way back to his body. He though he was dead. He thought he was given a second chance. She was a dysfunctional in her ways, or so she thought. She thought she was a nobody, good for nothing but it was the otherwise. She was alive and breathing. He was a wanderer. A fallen. She just needed a little bit of hope, a little bit of a light. He needed a little bit of love, to mend his once broken heart. "I have a limited time of 365 days" he once told me. "God, that's a very, very long time" I had once replied. Thinking of it now, I was wrong. Time fell short for both of us. All rights reserved.