Sneaking glances in the hallway shouldn't have been difficult but every time she saw him, she felt as if her world was crumbling at her feet.

{Sequel to Fangirl, I recommend reading it before you continue} Michael and I were two peas in a pod. Best friends, and dating in my mind. Then, something changed in him. His personality was completely different, everything was crazy. I was convinced we would never be the same, after all, I was just a broken fangirl to him.

she's a fat photographer. he's an easily bruised artist. they meet when waking home from school.

They said I was just a fangirl. That my "love" for this band, and in particularly, Michael Clifford, was all a phase in my life. Some stupid "crush" I'll get over within a few months. Well, it's been more than a year, so why can't I stop loving him to death? Because trust me, I tried...