❝the walls around her heart were like concrete, but even concrete has cracks.❞ ©Narry-My-Storan 2015 ||Kay

"7:15, that's our time."

"I hurt people," he cuts his eyes down at her, "it's what I'm good at. Sooner or later, you'll find yourself caught up in my wreckage." She stands her ground, glaring up at him, "Lucky for you, I'm stronger than I look."

"Sneakers or Heels?" "Sneakers" "Skirts or Jeans?" "Jeans" "Okay you're not wearing sneakers and jeans" my friend says. "What?" She just smirked and left me clueless. What the hell?

Ashton Irwin and Lauren Chandler could not be more opposite. They both come from different universes, or so it seems. When they're forced into each others lives, will they learn that things aren't always as they appear? "You make the rhythm, I follow it."

Courtney has it all, a loving boyfriend, a great job, brothers who love to protect her, and a dad that is always helping her when needed. Life for her is good, until it's not. After a horrible date night leaves her life turned upside down, and not just by the two famous band members she meets that day, what's a woman to do? Add in a quite literally bump in the road, a few new cities along the way, and you've got an unpredictable life. This small town girl is thrust into a world she never dreamed about, how can she handle it all? //Completed//

Just send the text I think to myself as I type the words 'I like you' across the screen. I reluctantly, with trembling fingers, press the send button. I finally got up enough courage to send a text to my longtime crush Zayden Breez. Zayden Breez is typing. The suspense was killing me. How long could it possibly take to type the words 'I like you too'? I mean seriously, was this boy writing an essay? Who is this? The words appear across the screen. Didn't Zayden have my number? Maybe he was just playing with me. Keira Mayberry, we have math together Isn't this Zayden Breez. I quickly scramble to type. He actually was talking to me! Zayden Breez is typing. No, this is Ashton I dont' know a Keira. Pretty name though. I sigh. Well I messed this up. Maybe he's just playing I tell myself. But I'm starting to doubt it. Sorry, wrong number. I type before deleting the number and text messages. That didn't go as planned

Summer has always been the good girl. She gets good grades and never does anything wrong. Then her dad gets a new job in Australia and she thinks that this is the perfect time for a new start, especially after meeting Michael. How bad could it be?

"you're going to hell, ashton irwin."

"So what's your name, miss America?" He asked leaning his side against the chair, propping himself up with his arm. Oh god, his arm; tanned and toned. It took me a second to get it out. I'm sure he could feel how uncomfortable I was and I could tell he thought it was hilarious by the look of his crooked smile. "Um.... It's uh. Ju-Juliette. Juliette St. Cloud." Damn it, Jules, get your act together! It's just a boy for Christ's sake. "Ah, that's a beautiful name," he smiled, cheekily. "And yours?" I asked, hesitantly. Did I want to know this cute boy's name that would probably lower my grade in this class? I certainly did. "Ashton. Ashton Irwin." Juliette St. Cloud is finally leaving Hillview, Massachusetts and is entering her junior year of High School abroad in the one and only Sydney, Australia. On her first day of school, she meets the charming, hilarious, geeky Ashton Irwin in her Creative Writing class. She is attracted to his cheekiness, but doesn't want to fall too hard, knowing she'll only be spending the school year there. Will she let herself fall for him, or will she keep her distance to avoid getting her heart broken by the end of the year?