Two stubborn teenagers meet unexpectedly. Both grief stricken and guarded, Maddie soon becomes Michael's lighthouse. Copyright © fluffycashton 2018. All rights reserved. This book or any portion thereof may not be reproduced or used in any manner whatsoever without the express written permission of the author except for the use of brief quotations in a book review.

"Stop tweeting me the word moist" - Calum Hood all rights reserved

Evie Jones was seemingly in tact. Her life was a representation of perfection. Niall Horan was seemingly self-assured. His life a representation of indifference. On the outside, they were ideal; in no way flawed. But that was the outside- A mirage of falsity. Evie and Niall were platonic. An innocent friendship between two neighbours. But what happens when the outside walls begin to crumble and their built up perfections vanish? Will they step away? Or will they find love and stay? Niall Horan AU - this is fiction. *NOT TRANSLATING* This story will deal with issues that may cause personal triggers - depression, anxiety, and other mental disorders. If you struggle with any of these things, don't hesitate to talk to someone (a professional). You are loved and have a purpose.

"It's time to start something new and trust the magic of beginnings."

"Hey, Ash. You don't remember me. I'm your boyfriend, Luke. We're in a band, with our best mates, Calum and Michael. You... uh, well you're suicidal. That's what got you in here. You tried to kill yourself. But you don't remember that either, do you? Huh, the doctor says you might never remember these things. Ever. I miss the times where you were too shy to say,'I love you' unless I said it first. But, I guess, in a way, this is a good thing. I might have lost you, but now you don't remember what you hate about yourself. In itself, that's good. Now I don't have to see you hurting. But now, everybody has to see me hurting. I miss you so much, Ash, but I can't tell you that. It'd freak you out, and then, I'd have lost you for good. I'm just going to have to hold on to the slight possibility that you'll remember me to get myself through this, Ash, because, otherwise, I don't think I'll be able to handle this. I love you, Luke x." ~Please read the first book first 'You Don't Hear My Cries

in which a boy who has dyed hair meets a girl who wants to die. © plaidlucas | 2014