"Looks like your hands aren't only good for holding mine." © drawing-5sos 2016, all rights reserved. TRANSLATIONS ARE NOT ALLOWED!

"7:15, that's our time."

"cause you know I love the players, and you love the game" cover by @/selfconfessed :)

"Next!" The fortune teller calls. Michael smiled sheepishly at Ashton as he pulled back the curtain, walking in and taking his seat. They didn't believe in this crap; it was a dare. The fortune teller didn't look at her ball, or even Michael for that matter. She looked past his shoulder, her hands slightly shaking as they rested on the table. "You have a dark spirit following you." Who knew from that day, Michael's world would get turned upside down, all by a dark spirit named Luke Hemmings.

"We're like the stupidest people ever." "Yeah, we kinda are."

"I hate you." "I hate you more, Princess."

Luke Hemmings is something of a cliché.

(I'm editing this. Slowly, but it's being edited)

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.

"I live for the sad moments." © irwanks 2014 [completed]