When Troye is admitted to a psychiatric ward following a suicide attempt, the only thing he wants is to get discharged as soon as possible. The last thing he expects to find is a friend, let alone anything more. If there's one thing he learns, it's to never judge a book by it's cover. And to never take life too seriously, or take anything for granted. [Some content may be triggering - trigger warnings will be included at the beginning of any chapters including this kind of content.] Highest Rank: #155

She was all he really needed. It had been clear to him since the day the met and set in stone the day he asked her out. Mornings were never boring anymore;none were ordinary. Not when he woke to her face pressed against the pillow, mouth ajar – maybe a little bit of drool in thecorner – and hands and forearms under it. “I can’t feel my arms,” she would complain as he took her hands and helped shake blood into her veins. “I know love.” He would smirk back, a soft slap landing on his shoulder.

Kellin is a single father. When his good friend, Vic, has to stay over at his place for a while, old feelings that he thought he’d gotten over years ago start to resurface.

There was a big giant thunderstorm rolling in through Corpus Christi at 2 o'clock in the morning so excuse me if I was too tired and groggy to notice who the 4 people standing outside my door begging to get in were, but they looked like they were out of options and it was raining pretty badly, so I guess one night wouldn't hurt right? **ANY MUSIC I QUOTE DOES NOT BELONG TO ME IT BELONGS TO THE AMAZING BAND**