3:00am; the hour of the devil. michael clifford, the devil himself. | Copyright © mgcthood, All rights reserved 2014

"Who are you?" All Rights Reserved.© WriteDrunk 2014. Completed.

"Not our fault lukes fat!" Ashton yells with a giggle, Michael and Calum laugh at the drummers choice of a joke, all of them glancing back to the laptop. What everyone misses though is the way Luke frowns slightly, and presses a hand over his tummy, he rubs an arm up and down his side for the rest of the twitcam, 'lukes fat..lukes fat...lukes fat' He chants over and over in his head. 'I'll be perfect, i won't stop until i am perfect.'

"Ash, why you never talk about your family?" © punkvv

in which a boy gets sucked into a fanfiction and he has no idea how it ends, as he has only read to chapter 24.

Everyone thinks being the Preacher's daughter is so easy but let me tell you a little secret, it isn't. You have to be perfect all the time no matter what, and I was perfect or at least I let everyone believe that I was, until Alex that is. Alex liberated me. Alex made me the person I am today and I guess that's why I am telling my story now because I want to make sure that people know if they meet a person like Alex to hold on tight and never let go because they don't come by very often. My story starts on the first page all you have to do is grab a coffee, get comfy and read.

The first one who puts $10 and their name inside Calum's locker will be his lover for the next 10 days. [Read for more description] × cover's illustration credit to the illustrator × WARNING: This story is not edited yet, so please read at your own risk. ⓒ chocolatexcakes 2015-2016. All rights reserved.