"You! This is all down to you!" He yelled at me. "I'm trying to save your ass here Ashton! If anyone's to blame here it's you, you got into this mess and now I'm here to drag you out of it" I yelled back at him, my built up rage suddenly rushing to the surface. This was not ending well.

"If I'm not here for music lessons, then what am I here for?" "Punishment." // Book #1 of series // // Dani's Story \\ @best5sosimagine

"You can call me daddy." "You cannot be fucking serious." __________ "This is a weird part of the internet, I don't like this place." - Michael Clifford, 2020.

"Well, Miss Alice, Haven't you ever heard of Jack the Ripper?"

I wrote this when I was 14 so please be warned that it's not my best work. Read at your own risk 😂. "Call me whatever you like. I'm yours." ● Guns ● Kidnappings ● Bombs She's used to it by now, but love? That's what got her knocked off her feet.

Rebecca Grace Irwin is the sister of Australian superstar Ashton Irwin. The pair have been seperated for the past six years since their parents divorce. Rebecca has been living with her father whereas Ashton chose to live with his mum in sunny syndey... before the whole band thing anyway. Many things have changed since they last saw each other but Rebecca certainly didn't expect to have this kind of summer.

"You two are so fucking annoying!" I screamed slamming my bedroom door shut. "Back at you sweetheart!" Calum called from outside my room. My brother snickered and I could hear the slapping of hands as they did their signature handshake. I let out a small scream of frustration as I flopped back down onto my bed and pulled my knees into my chest. My fucking brother and his fucking annoying best friend were always ruining my fucking day. --- "Come on kitten, kiss me like you mean it." "Fuck off Calum." -x- He was my brothers best friend our rule was; he couldn't touch my friends and I couldn't touch his but how could I stay away from a boy like Calum. Calum Hood Fanfic

COMPLETED - 6. 20. 2014 // ❝why did you call me gorgeous?❞ ❝because you are❞ © captivitea [two-thousand-&-fourteen] ((caution: I wrote this when I was like 12 so excuse my terrible writing, and I apologize in advance lol))

"Hello class. I'm going to be your Math teacher for the year." No. It couldn't be. "My name is Mr. Hemmings." And it is. "Now first let me take attendance and then I'll explain what we're going to be learning this year," he told and then started listing names. "Veronica Albert." "Kyle Berton." "Chris Byon." "Jessica Crum." "Elise Davis." After he said my name he looked up. I couldn't trust my voice to say here so I just stupidly made eye contact with him. Oh shit. That was the worst decision of my life. ALL RIGHTS RESERVED. ©

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