❝if I was so important to you, why did you leave me in the first place?❞ ❝because I'm a fuck up, and I desperately want to be your fuck up.❞ all rights reserved © xocaitxo

In the dusty city of Las Vegas, Nevada, a young man is stumbling through life, trying his hardest to figure out what to do with himself, when a series of unfortunate events encourage him to join a band he feels that he finally has something to put his passion into. This story is my interpretation of The start of a little band called the killers and is very loosely based off of the life of Brandon Flowers, I have, however, made up a lot of the details. It's not ESSENTIAL that you read the prologue but there are references to it that you won't get if you don't read it, so it's recommended. The chapter titles are going to be based off of Killers' songs from this era :3

DISCONTINUED Olivia was perfect. She made straight A's in school, was happy, and was herself; Except she wasn't social. And because of her only flaw, her parents sent her away to camp. Brendon was her enemy. A complete and utter dick. He never left her alone, and always messed with her. He never knew when to stop. But he was the closest thing she had to a friend.