"It's just that when I think about you, every nerve in me lights on fire and I can't breathe" [Mike and Eleven short stories. Please skip the first one shots, they're really bad. My writing improves a lot after those]

"You wanna know what I think you need?" "Um no not really but, you're probably gonna tell me anyways," I said rolling my eyes, checking my makeup one last time with a sigh before, turning back to the ginger who sat waiting for my attention annoyedly. "You need a bodyguard!" Sadie exclaimed and she had that look in her eyes. A look I knew that wouldn't end in with me winning this fight. God, was my life a cliche. - slow updates! you have been warned. CURRENTLY ON HOLD!!

{Richie x OC} "Shit!" "Watch your fucking language"

Three months. That's what was scribbled in black ink across his skin. It had been seventy-two years, but it had changed, twisting and burning his skin to form the new words. He had three months to find his soulmate before time runs out. And the question weighs heavily on him with each passing day. Would he make it in time or would he lose his soulmate and his one chance at love forever?

Read these if you give a damn about bylernation.

She's my heaven and my hell.