Meet Elliot. Now meet Matt. Now meet Elliot meeting Matt. Now follow their adventure together full of love, pain and understanding.

Tom and Oli have always lived in a bad place, with their abusive mother always beating them and their father long gone- Oli decides to leave Sheffield for a little while. He promises Tom that he will come back for him but what happens when something tragic happens to Tom? Will Oli to move forward? Or will the sadness slowly and painfully drive him insane?

What is the best way to keep a secret? "Tell it to everyone you know, but pretend you are kidding" - Lemony Snicket. It turned out that Snicket was painfully correct. By the time I reached P.E. after lunch on Monday, it was tipping over the edge of eighty degrees, and my red hoodie had been stuffed in the back of my locker since Brunch. I'd lost count of how many people had gaped at my arm with shocked expressions and open mouths, curious voices unsure of whether or not they wanted to know the answer asking, "Did you cut your arm?" By third period, I'd gotten so fucking sick of repeating the same excuse that my sarcastic asshole side had leaked out. So, I'd been responding to my classmates appalled questions with something along the lines of, "Yes, I cut myself." There was a kind of sick humor to it - technically, I was telling the truth. Not that anyone would ever know it. Cover cred to RazorbladeKissesx

It all began with a kiss, with Alex, my best friend, my band mate, which got me thinking, am I gay? The audience was yelling now. "Do it! Do it! Do it! Do it!" They chanted. I blinked, confused. "What?" Alex asked a fan. "Okay" he murmured and made his way over to me. I raised at eyebrow but he didn't say anything. He grabbed my face and softly pecked me on the lips. Dumbfounded I just stood there. "Alright!" Alex picked up the mic skillfully. "This ones called weightless. Hit it!" The drums kicked in and I played as alex pranced around on stage. After that show, fans ordered us to kiss at every venue we performed at. Became a regular thing I guess. I just wished the kisses would last longer... So I admit. I, Jack Barakat, have a crush on my best friend and fellow bandmate, Alex Gaskarth.

"Do you really think it's that easy?" I ask, glaring up at him. He takes a step closer. "It's not going to work on me." He raises an eyebrow at me. "What's not going to work?" He asks, his voice barely above a whisper as he gently wraps an arm around my waist, caressing my cheek with the other. "I see exactly what you're doing, Oliver. I've seen you do it with every other girl. You sweet-talk them so they think you actually like them, and then you lower them into bed with you. Well guess what? I'm not falling for it." And with that, I walk out of the room, leaving him speechless.

Jazz is trying to run away from her demons and start over when she gets the job as tour manager for a band called We Are The In Crowd. Tay Jardine know what she likes, or so she thought. When WATIC gets a new tour manager she is more then willing to deal with her past, and future. *if you don't like girlxgirl stories don't read, I don't want hate*