Ashley Martin has been through more grief than a person experiences in their entire life and carries baggage that no kid should ever entail. Tyler Miller is the school's scandalous bad boy who acts on impulse, blinded rage and will single-handedly destroy anybody who stands in his way. Then all of a sudden, they're thrown together and despite their destructive past, they're forced to overcome their differences. It's time for Ashley to stop running away from his death glares, blank stares and that spine-chilling scowl that reminds her just how little he cares. Driven by a whirlwind of secrets, a class assignment and midnight walks into the past, things should start working out. But then fate kicks in; hard-hitting and soul-crushing. It's a fight-or-flight situation, a reincarnation of her past, a chance for him to right the wrongs he did by her. A second chance is like giving someone an extra bullet for their gun after they missed you the first time round. So here's Tyler's gun. Here's Ashley's heart. And here's to their second chance, however hopeless it may seem.

She sings when she's home alone; he asks her to keep it down. {highest ranking: #2 fanfiction} © 2015 by dimplefeels

Louis Tomlinson is Kettering High School's number one soccer player. He's a rich senior, super popular, has a beautiful girlfriend and the best friends Harry, Zayn, Niall, and Liam. Together they rule the school. A new girl named Annabel was quite the opposite and the laugh of the school. She practically lives everyday fighting against all the bad things life brings her. She almost gives up until she has her guardian angel. He not only saves her but she saves him.

Trinity was an ordinary teenage girl. She wasn't one of the popular girls, but wasn't looked down on, either. She was just sort of there. Boys had never really shown any interest in her, skipping over her like she was just another brick in the wall. But when Trinity starts sending letters to an imaginary 'Mr.Perfect', she gets more than she bargained for. When it turns out that the address she was sending them to is real, she is roped into situations she would never have imagined. Attracting the attention of a rather dark, dangerous boy who seems to know more about her than she does herself, Trinity would soon realise that her idea of 'Mr.Perfect', isn't so perfect after all. But there was no going back.

Not every angel has their wings right away when they die. Michael is one of those angels. Even a year after his death he has yet to earn them, and there's only one way he can: help a mortal on earth. Astrid is that mortal. Astrid, a seventeen year old orphan who has been abandoned and mistreated her whole life, by her own foster mother, previous foster homes, and her peers. All she has is her brother Luke, but sometimes he just isn't enough. She's ready to give up on everything and end it all, but that changes when she meets her guardian angel. Together they can help each other, but some things are easier said than done. *TRIGGER WARNING* Cover by @heart_of_gold_

When a boy writes letters for a girl, thinking she will never see them. | Highest ranking in Fan Fiction: #81 | Another story by: xAUSSIEGALx © 2016 xAUSSIEGALx ALL RIGHTS RESERVED | Sequel to 'Wrong Number' | Comments from Wrong Number. 'It's simply awesome! I. need. another. chapter.' - @xxashlaughxx 'I just started reading it and I finished it very early. I need more. :D' - @naughty-queen 'Plzzzz update soon!!! This book is soo amazinggg.' - @Castiels_Warrior 'Keep it up, the book is amazing I luv reading it, can you update soon plz, bye for now.' - @Anahii321 | Check it out on my account |

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"7:15, that's our time."

[ON HOLD] Her whole body is bloody and scarred. His torso and legs are bloody and scarred. *** Her soul is clouded with hate, self hate. His thoughts are occupied with hate, self hate. *** She don't care what others say. He cares about what others say. *** She walked alone. He walked alone *** But suddenly they walk together.