Once you're addicted, you hardly understand it. You think that what you feel will last forever and that you'll make it. When it's over, hell breaks loose. That's when the detoxification is starting. Wether you make it or not is whole different story. --- Sequel to Addicted. All rights reserved © Despina (Hemmoisapenguin) 2016

"Fuck off" "Why do that, when I can fuck you? --- Two people. One bet. Who will the winner be? All rights reserved © 2014 Hemmoisapenguin(Despina)

"Calum, why is everyone in this town so afraid of you?" [this isn't scary i promise]

@thatcassthough

In which Luke is in love with his best friend Victoria, who has a not-so-great boyfriend. Trying to navigate relationships, friendships and Luke's band rapidly rising to fame, will the pair remain friends, or become something more?

After Luke and Victoria have the worst day of their lives, what happens now? They both have new obstacles in their way, whether it be new people in their lives, or their own apprehensions. When their paths finally cross, everybody wonders if they can go back to how they were before that awful day.

Luke and Victoria have been through a lot.. and now, they're going to go through a whole lot more

What kind of mess have we gotten ourselves into

When Ellie discovers somebody's biggest secret, and they discover hers, all hell breaks loose. One band member is on the verge of being kicked out, and one stupidly spent night results with another shocking secret, which leads to a death that nobody saw coming...

My heart pounded as I rushed down the hall. My brother finally did it, he finally lost it. I heard shots fire in the cafeteria, I flinched. This isn’t happening, I told myself. I heard someone’s heavy breathing from behind a shelf that stuck out of the wall. “Come on ash we have to go!” I said clamping onto the blonde boy’s hand. I pulled him up and dragged him along. “ALEEAH!” A voice boomed. No, no, no, this isn’t happening. I turned to face my brother whose hand held a jet black gun, his arms raised, gun pointing at me, ready to fire. The gun sounded.