She found something, or rather someone, she never expected to find in her new room.

Anonymous said: "Hey! I love your blog, where are you from? "Hey anon! I'm from New Zealand, how about you?" // in which michael anonymously messages luke's girlfriends bestfriend on Tumblr // Book 3 in the Social Media Series.

where a girl gets a message from michael clifford one day, by accident.

in which a band member tries to get a fan's follow. warning: contains self harm, suicidal thoughts, depression, etc. read at your own risk.

in which a girl meets a few people through the interwebs

"Patience is a virtue." Or not, in this case. © -wastethenight, 2015 tw: cheating, drugs, death #353 in Fanfiction - 7/1/2016

Grace is 16, she's best friends with Phil Lester but when things get too tough she decides to end it all. Will Phil be able to stop her in time?

Jade Winters has it rough; found out her boyfriend was cheating on her with her brother, lost her virginity to a guy she barely knew, got pregnant, moved to Liverpool to escape her family, and is a stripper to pay for the costs of being a young mom. She can't trust anyone, until she meets the mysterious Harry Styles who helps her open up to him about the past and what she wants for the future. When everything is going perfectly for her and her new family, the one thing she cares about gets taken away from her. All she knows is that she needs to fight for her baby mainly but keep the mysterious man in her reach, cause he knows that the love Jade has for people is everlasting. ••• He kissed me even though I wanted to, he knew what was going to happen. “I’m Jade...” I said to break the silence. “I know,” he said laughing and looking out the road. “You already told me.” “When?” I asked confused. “At the centre,” he said smirking and looking at me. My cheeks turned pink and I started to laugh. “I thought you couldn’t hear me...” I chuckled. “Well there is a lot you don’t know about me huh?” he said. He then turned and looked at me. “For one, Imma great listener.” “I betchu are...um...” I said. Shit, he never told me his name. “Harry,” he said laughing. I thought that suited him. He was built like a Harry, looked like a Harry, he was Harry. He then pulled his hand towards mine and held it. His long fingers went through mine. He intertwined his fingers in mine and held it while his other hand was steering the wheel. I took a minute to look at him. He was wearing a grey beanie and had some long brown curls tucked in it. He was also wearing a grey shirt that had a front pocket on it that scripted a heart and said ‘Lover’ inscribed. He was also wearing black trousers and black shoes. He looked perfect in a way.

»title is basic af i know i cri »in which a tall, blonde-haired, blue-eyed breadstick follows and DMs a fan and everything changes |copyright boysandbeanies|