Catching the chickenpox sucks. It also sucks when the class nerd is blowing your phone up with texts like an amateur. The story is told through exchanges of texts, emails and handwritten letters. [updates will be every couple of days] jared: So. . .How are you feeling? 6:34 PM me: i'm still sick 6:40 PM jared: Oh, I'm so sorry! 6:41 PM me: that meant go away 6:45 PM

"Darling, this is Paris. If you don't find love here, you won't find love anywhere."

On Louis' birthday, his friends don't know what to get him. But maybe Eleanor has an idea.

An old piano, a guitar named Nigel, a run away girl and a flame haired singer/songwriter meet unexpectedly in a music shop one chilly December evening.

[A Featured Wattpad Story // highest ranking: #8] He fell for her too soon. She fell for him too late. - Whereas you will only find their love through words only, for actions aren't told.