❝i'm blind,❞ luke muttered. ❝nice to meet you, blind. im michael.❞ © 2014 michaelsvans {#1 fanfiction - 9/28/14} {#8 teen fiction - 9/18/14} cover by @michaelclifford

"send me a selfie, i miss you."

"ashton: good morning lucas" "luke: i hate you"

A vampire? Sleeping on coffins, garlic and sunlight kill them? Not at all actually. Michael Clifford is a 17 year old vampire. But not like many. He refuses to eat, even if it hurts him. A human is not food. Not in Michael's eyes at least. He doesn't talk to humans and stays out of people's way, then his temptations don't get the best of him. What happens when he meets up with Ashton in a boys bathroom, with blood dripping down his arm. Michael starts to protect the self harming kid, even if it means to drive himself insane.

"I use cutting as an alternative to committing suicide. The blood reminds me I'm alive, and it's oddly comforting. It's my only escape from this hell." WARNING: triggers like self harm are a common occurrence in this particular fan fic, also there's swearing, if that bothers you haha