Charles sends a text to the wrong number. continued here: archiveofourown.org/series/274155

"I'm going to make you just like me."

~COMPLETED~ ~"The Boy Trap" Book 2~ I had a broken boy in my arms. I only know half of who he truly is, and I need to find out the rest. I need to fix every little problem that he faces. It's my job to fix him. Check out @shimo_spooky_apple! They have made some amazing art for this book, and they deserve all the love they can get :)

Patrick is finally attending his last year of high school. He thinks it will be an easy year with a few beatings from school, but nothing that will be more complicated than that. However, when Pete, the new boy every girl is fawning over, meets Patrick, will the year turn out differently then what he had expected? Peterick AU fanfiction.

One night after a show in November of 2008, Pete approaches Patrick on the bus after everyone else has gone to bed for a one night thing. Afterwards, Patrick isn't sure he wants it to end then, Pete wants to forget about the whole thing, and problems continue to arise. *Trigger warning* Sexual situations (although no smut, but something pretty close to it), swearing, alcohol, talk of a mental disorder. Hints of drugs. No self harm. This is also posted on AO3 right here: http://archiveofourown.org/works/3542366/chapters/7797329

((Basically this is one big messy gay bandom AU, features just about every ship in the emo trinity and a few more)) Frank is the only gay guy he knows, stuck in the rather restricting and conservative world of Catholic school with his two best friends and their Catholic upbringings, where his daily adrenaline hits come from smoking behind the art block with Jamia, who he reckons is on her path to being the next Lindsay Lohan. But then, things really do change, because perhaps Jamia's matchmaking abilities aren't quite as shitty as Frank reckons, and perhaps this 'social gathering' he's dragged along to, does have some benefit to him after all. And perhaps, Frank will draw a face to the name of Gerard - Mikey's older brother, who really despite living in the same town, is worlds away from the reality Frank's stuck in. And on the subject of the unlikely, will Mikey ever finally figure out that Alicia Simmons really doesn't give a fuck about croquet?

Every word is a new regret if you say it right. Right? Right. Depression is a little bit like happy hour. Right? Right. Oh nostalgia, I don't need you anymore. Right?