Mustard // Ashton Irwin (BOOK 3 IN THE FOOD SERIES)
God, I hate him so much. He is the definition of asshole. "Ketchup and mustard?" My mother calls to us. "No mustard." we say in unison
God, I hate him so much. He is the definition of asshole. "Ketchup and mustard?" My mother calls to us. "No mustard." we say in unison
"Peanut butter and jelly, with extra peanut butter, please." Holy shit marry me dude.
"Well that's the last jar" "Yeah, I know. " I say reaching for it "What if I want it?" he asks playfully No way in hell is this boy getting the last jar of nutella. (MICHAEL CLIFFORD SHORT STORY) (BOOK 1 IN THE FOOD SERIES)
Abby Clifford. That was now my name. I'd been adopted by 5 seconds of summer's guitarist, Michael Clifford. And I had a crush on his best friend.
Things might be a little rocky in high school, but going away to college doesn't even compare.
If you don't love Michael Clifford already here are 101 reasons why you should.
"I can't be fixed." "You're not broken Ashton, you're ill. You need to be healed not fixed."
Dear Ash, It's been two years since you left. I can't tell you how much it hurts me and I can't tell you how much I need you. The pain is too overwhelming for it to be described, there are simply no words for it. There are so many things I never told you, so many things you should know. I just wish you'd come home...
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Luke is a nerdy straight A student by day, but when night comes he looses the nerd act and turns into his real self. *Completed!*
Where two boys meet on Tumblr and suggest music to each other without knowing that they go to the same school. warnings: swearing, self-harm, depression, bullying.
What happens when one boy shatters everything you thought you knew about yourself? "I don't like boys. But I like you. Does that make sense?" "No." "Good."
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