Love (luv) noun || A deep, tender, ineffable feeling of affection and solicitude toward a person, such as that arising from kinship, recognition of attractive qualities, or a sense of underlying oneness.

➳ [a.i.] // he's dangerous, she just doesn't know it.

Just when you think everything is okay, it isn't.

"—Estoy cansado de esto. —¿A que te refieres con que estas cansado? —Estoy cansado de ser sólo tu amigo."

alright, students. your final project is due a month from today. i'd like you to take a picture of the most beautiful thing you can find.

"So what's your name, miss America?" He asked leaning his side against the chair, propping himself up with his arm. Oh god, his arm; tanned and toned. It took me a second to get it out. I'm sure he could feel how uncomfortable I was and I could tell he thought it was hilarious by the look of his crooked smile. "Um.... It's uh. Ju-Juliette. Juliette St. Cloud." Damn it, Jules, get your act together! It's just a boy for Christ's sake. "Ah, that's a beautiful name," he smiled, cheekily. "And yours?" I asked, hesitantly. Did I want to know this cute boy's name that would probably lower my grade in this class? I certainly did. "Ashton. Ashton Irwin." Juliette St. Cloud is finally leaving Hillview, Massachusetts and is entering her junior year of High School abroad in the one and only Sydney, Australia. On her first day of school, she meets the charming, hilarious, geeky Ashton Irwin in her Creative Writing class. She is attracted to his cheekiness, but doesn't want to fall too hard, knowing she'll only be spending the school year there. Will she let herself fall for him, or will she keep her distance to avoid getting her heart broken by the end of the year?

In which a fan introduces Ashton Irwin to the world of fanfiction. © 2014 webby | bonnaroo

"You know you can trust me." "I can't just trust you, it doesn't work that way."