Don't you call her baby. We're not talking lately. Don't you call her what you used to call me... A story in which a girl who writes songs falls in love with the boy who sings them. "Color...What a deep and mysterious language, the language of dreams." - Paul Gauguin. DO NOT PRINT MY BOOKS! *TW: story contains mature topics such as mental abuse, PTSD, minor drug usage, and minor sexual content.*

⠀⠀⠀and I may be hammered but i can ⠀⠀⠀ ⠀hear my heart pound and it's ⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀reaching out to you ⠀⠀⠀⠀mike faist x original character ⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀social media au

" well, my boyfriend's in a band. " social media!fic

"Fate just keeps working out in our favour, huh?" Jules has spent her whole life being perfect. She never stepped outside the lines, never failed a test, and never argued with her parents. But, there's a catch. Her whole life, Jules has been miserable. She thought moving to New York would change things, but perhaps they've have only worsened. One night, things take a drastic turn for Jules, and she suddenly finds herself in a position she's never been before; stuck. That's when Mike pops into here life. Charming, daring and reckless, could Mike be just the thing Jules needs?

"my favourite colour is red"