This story is set immediately after Lizzie and Hugh's painful breakup, and follows Lizzie as she struggle with the aftermath of her mistakes and the damage she's done to their relationship. She knows Hugh deserves better-someone "normal," someone whole-while she's trapped in her own darkness, fighting to be the best she can be but still broken inside. Hugh is trying to protect his peace, but Lizzie wonders how long she can keep herself Away from her sun just to stop her shadows from pulling him under. How long before her past consumes them both?, Lizzie grapples with her bipolar disorder, her trauma, mistakes and the added weight of breaking Hugh's heart. My TikTok: _kmsedits_ (I have some edits on there 😊)

Lizzie Young x Hugh Biggs story after Releasing 10. Lizzie returns from treatment carrying the guilt of betraying Hugh, the boy who once held her together. He's moved on with someone safer, but their history still sparks every time they cross paths. Both Lizzie and Hugh must decide whether to let each other go or face the mess they've made together.

Claiming 10 (Our Version) *Friday Weekly Uploads* A Boys of Tommen* Inspired Fanfiction written by three spiralling fans. They broke each other. Now comes the reckoning-and the return. Picking up right where Releasing 10 left off, Claiming 10 (Our Version) follows Hughie and Lizzie as they navigate the fallout of everything unsaid, everything unfinished-and everything still burning between them. The kiss was never just a kiss. The love never really left. But neither did the damage. As secrets surface, truths are revealed, and the fragile trust between friends begins to crack, Hughie and Lizzie must confront not only what happened between them-but who they've become in the aftermath. Forgiveness won't come easy. And neither will the road back to each other. But in a world of heartbreak, betrayal, and shifting loyalties, one thing remains certain: Real love doesn't fade. And if it's meant to be, it'll find its way back. No matter what. This is their story. Messy. Honest. Addictive. Theirs. Our Version. *All rights reserved to Chloe Walsh. This story is a fan fiction inspired by the world and characters from the Boys of Tommen series. It is a work of fiction and is not affiliated with or endorsed by the original author. All rights to the original content belong to Chloe Walsh. Songs/Vibes Playlist: https://open.spotify.com/playlist/1ythjVBMdP8XHX14j8hS9v?si=1ac72e1e3c134560

Brendan Clearly. He was the lad I liked since I was barely out of pigtails, the one who never slagged me off when the rest of the boys thought it was gas. He was different. Always smiling, always asking me if I'd eaten, like some little mammy trapped in a seventeen-year-old fella's body. It sounds stupid, but those tiny things kept me going. And then I went and wrecked it. Not just with him-no, I managed to shatter it with all of them. My friends, the ones who made the halls feel less lonely, the ones who kept me tethered here when the world felt too heavy. Gone. Because of me. Just a mistake, that's all it was, but a mistake that cost me everything. And now when I see him across the yard, laughing with the others, it's like a knife. He doesn't even look my way. And I deserve that, don't I? *** Caoimhe Kavanagh. Once upon a time she was my best mate. The kind of girl you'd sit on a wall with for hours, talking about nothing and everything. She was soft, kind, never the type to go looking for trouble. But now? I hardly recognise her. She's gone cold, sharp, always hanging 'round with that crowd-the type of people you know are only bad news. Ciggies tucked in their sleeves, mouths full of poison. And she's right there in the middle of it, like she belongs to them now. Part of me wants to write her off, tell myself she's not the Caoimhe I knew. That girl's dead and gone. But... I can't. I remember too much. The way she used to laugh, the way she'd defend you even when you were being a gobshite, the way she cared more than she ever let on. That's still inside her, I swear it is. I don't care how hard she tries to hide behind the mask she's wearing now-I know my friend is in there somewhere. And I'll drag her back if I have to. Because she's worth it.