It's like I'm on the outside... Lyla Robson was like any average nineteen year old, she worked and dealt with egotistical bosses like many girls her age will encounter at some point in their lives. However, when a certain fluffy haired welsh lad, all black clad and fag in hand, offers her an escape from the misery, her entire life is changed.

"Well, if you don't like it you can always go and find somewhere else to live." Your cutting tone didn't go unnoticed. Van's eyes narrowed a little, the smirk falling quickly away but not for long. He folded his arms across his chest, fixing you with a look like he was sizing you up, just like a fighter might weigh up an opponent over the other side of a boxing ring. Well, if he was spoiling for a fight he'd picked the wrong girl to mess with, that was for sure. Van's your new next-door neighbour who you love to hate // an enemies to lovers story MATURE SEXUAL CONTENT 18+

He grins at you, shaking his head slightly. "You know some people might say you're asking for it." You're not quite sure how long you've been playing this game for. It's a battle of wills. And you have no intention of letting Van win... Warnings: This isn't a conventional love story! Dominant/submissive themes throughout MATURE SEXUAL CONTENT 18+

When Abby comes out of a toxic relationship the last thing she needs is more complication in her life. But a chance meeting at a party takes her life on many twists and turns in the search for love.... Mature content: themes of abusive relationships/addiction/some sexual content

"You know, if they're really buggin' you..." Van's voice is quiet, but it cuts through the soft background noise of the street. He gives another one of his shrugs, as if what he's about to say next isn't important. "We could head back up to my room," He finishes. or Your annual birthday trip with your best friend to San Diego ends in a chance encounter with Van McCann. A/N: New chapter every Wednesday! I am always on tumblr at steppedoffaflight if you'd like to talk about this universe with me!

'Can he do what I do for you? I've not stopped thinking this shit since I come away' (Set in Llandudno, 2011)

All in all, fate comes about in fits and starts. Right now, Jude is in the 'what fucking bullshit' stage of fate's masterplan. She's pessimistic, downbeat and unequivocally cynical to the very marrow of her Northern bones. It's built into her like a spine: you work for what you get and that's it. But apparantly fate has a wry sense of humour, because she's about to hit Jude smack dab in the face, repeatedly, like one of those dodgy boxers from Woodhouse. Exhibit A: Friday 13th March 1992, Manchester. The day that fate is finally ready to toss Jude Bolan the bone that propels her life into the next stage of her personal masterplan. And that bone comes in the form of one loud-mouthed Mancunian named William John Paul Gallagher. Or: Jude Bolan and Liam Gallagher meet right upon the cusp of worldwide fame. As such, their meeting catalyses both the start and end of their lives. Liam Gallagher ╱ 2024