"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. ©

❝ stop smacking that fucking gum. ❞ in which a boy and a girl meet in a school library [ completed story ] © intolukes 2015-2016. All rights reserved. (just sayinG THIS STORY WAS MY FIRST SO ITS KINDA CRINGE-WORTHY SO JUST IGNORE THAT k)

"long story short, i hated calum hood." (cover by elle)

In which a boy dreams about a girl he's sure he's never seen before

Ashton Irwin is more than perfect. His smile, his laugh, his voice. He is talented, and grateful, and so down-to-earth. You just can't beat him. But when his girlfriend Evee walks in on him self-harming, she realizes, maybe there is more to Ashton than she thought. Maybe all the smiles are lies. Maybe the laughs are cries for help. But with one question ringing in her brain, Evee attempts to fix her broken love..can he be fixed?

"I have to do a documentary of someone I love but am not related to for filmmaking and I'm doing it on you." "Okay I'll do it, on one condition." || Who knew that a school project could create one hell of a ride. || highest ranking: #508 in fanfiction, #30 in 5sos, #13 in ashtonirwin, #3 in ashton, #1 in irwin

two misfits bond over the one thing that brings them together: their love for each other.

"Have you ever considered for like a second," I rolled my eyes at him immediately, "let me finish. Just a second, to try something your little uptight friends would disapprove of." I thought about it. "Obviously, I can't recall anything I have ever tried. Not a fair proposition." I sighed. This amnesia shit was beyond frustrating. "Even better. Think of anything. Something you've seen on a movie, read in a book, saw on MTV. Go wild." I smirked. I was going to do just that. "I don't remember ever getting high in the parking lot of a pizza place, then going inside to eat a shit ton of pizza." I smiled at the music video I still remember ogling at when I was ten, wanting desperately to be a teenager. "You got it." he started the car, and another unpredictable night began. In the midst of regaining her memory and getting her life back to where it was, everything gets twisted, to say the least- all thanks to one boy.

Broken boy meets broken girl. "You're not as messed up as you think." (this story is super cliche and it kind of sucks i'm sorry)

"you saved me" "how?" "from my nightmares, you're like a dream catcher." subwaylrh | 2015.