"That night, Calum fell even more in love with Brooklyn while she sat in his passenger seat and they drove around the empty streets."

she was combat boots, dark jeans, low cut tees and leather jackets; careless, mischievous, and most importantly, the mystery novel he never could put down. he was dirty shoes, loose jeans, collared or plain ironed shirt, and glasses; careful, deferential, and most importantly, the drug she could never stop taking. polar opposites, two different planets, the sun and the moon, black and white, and yet, uncontrollable attraction.

You just arrived at your new apartment in L.A. and are waiting for your favorite YouTuber, Markiplier, to upload, but when his videos are late and you hear a crash from next door, you never would have guessed who you're living next to... Romance is blooming, but it isn't all tiny boxes and rainbows. The Internet is a VERY unforgiving place. Especially for a Girliplier...

Ashton was so scared to fall in love. April was not and made Ashton change his outlook on life and love, but now she's gone. The only thing left, being her outdated audiotapes with her voice forever haunting Ashton's dreams reminding him to never let his guard down or trust again.

She sings when she's home alone; he asks her to keep it down. {highest ranking: #2 fanfiction} © 2015 by dimplefeels

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