"This is the story of my senior year of high school, and how I was forced into an unlikely friendship with an unlikely person, and how we both fucked each other's lives up." AU: Tristan is a senior who is just hoping to stay alive 'til June so he can graduate and get the hell out of high school. Brad is a junior who was hopeful for the future, until he finds out he's sick at the start of the year. Tristan visits Brad's house because his mother made him, and then he visits again. And again, and again ...

in which tristan is the only one who can make brad's forty-two-beats-a-minute heart race.

In which Bradley just wants to win a bet, And Tristan is madly in love with him.

I, Tristan Oliver Vance Evans, have one year to find my soulmate, whoever they may be, or I will fall victim to the fusing process and will have my soul ripped out. God help me.

"A boomerang is straighter than you, boy."

He was pretty and he loved it. He loved the feeling of women's clothes. He loved the stroke of a brand new mascara against his long, beautiful eyelashes that his sparkling eyes shimmered beneath. I felt myself falling more everyday. And I loved that.

|| hey this book is the prequel to my Tradley story Songbird, made to tie together a few loose ends, so if you want to go check that one out before/after this one, since it's a prequel it doesn't really matter to be fair || "I didn't think about love or how much I wanted him to be there with me, he didn't even cross my mind, the only thing I focused on was the pain and how badly it stung, how deeply the hurt was running through my body, my soul felt like it was throbbing and my heart was burning, I just needed it to end, it never crossed my mind that I'd pass my pain on to someone else, I never thought ending my life would also be ending his."

__ "I can't love you." "...I don't understand." "And you never will. This is your what if." "I don't want you to be my what if, though." "And I didn't want him to be mine, yet here we are.' __ Tristan Evans, notorious man whore and slut of the century has lost the man he cared most about. He is severely depressed and can't go a day without his mind being plagued with what if's. So when the new boy in town reminds him of the fiancé he lost, it takes all the self control he has to be able to control himself and not suffocate his newest love interest. However, can you love someone enough to make a relationship work when you're only with them for someone else || completed 23/11/16||

Sometimes, I still remember the taste of his lips. Connor Ball, sometimes, you are here with me. ----- WARNINGS: extremelly sad :'), some sex references but not really, and sad stuff in hospitals and you know.

The classic story of a boy with cancer and another who is madly in love with him. #1 in Bronnor tag!