In the year 2008, a blond eighteen year old by the name Luke Hemmings died a brutal death in an old, cheap apartment. His body was found nearly a week later by his landlord when he came to collect rent. His throat had been ripped out and his chest had been stabbed multiple times. Few mourned for the teenager, as he only had one true friend and his parents had kicked him out of the house as soon as he turned of age, not caring for him one bit. But there was one person who cared. His name is Ashton Irwin... And he likes to write to the ghost living in his apartment. (I just miss writting letter type stuff) #149 in Paranormal

"Hey, are you coming to the show this time mum?" "I doubt that since I don't have a kid and I don't know who you are." // in which Luke accidentally texts a fan thinking it was his mums number. // Book 2 in the Social Media Series.

louist91: I kinda really wanna suck your dick louist91: no homo tho ••••• {HIGHEST RANKING: #3 in FanFiction}

"I love you my beautiful wife." "Shut up, Harry. You're gay and that's that." ~Or~ Harry is married and his wife swears he's in love with Louis. || Ranked: 2nd place in the Popular Larry Stories category of the Bromance Awards ||