Dan Howell has telekinesis - a power just like out of a comic book. Yet instead of protecting the universe as a brave superhero, he hides. He hides his power and himself, fearing nothing more than getting attached to somebody and dragging them down. Of course, Phil Lester, the new kid in school, just had to come waltzing in, destroying his entire view on nearly everything in the worst (and best) ways possible. Phil's like a drug, and boy, is Dan addicted. Warning: contains self harm, depression, boyxboy, references towards abuse, and other possible triggers or content you may not be comfortable with. you can message me in private for the specifics if you feel you need it and remember to stay safe. (Top: #89 in Fanfiction, #1 in Phan!)

Multiple kids are born with red eyes and each of them become murderers the day after their fifteenth birthday. 15+ May contain: Swearing and other Foul Language Violence Murder and Suicide Gore Abuse Disturbing Content Sexual Content

[ Highest Rank: #1 in Teen Fiction ] !! USED TO BE 'THE PLAYER STOPPED ME FROM JUMPING' !! !! NOW PUBLISHED ON AMAZON !! __________ Grace Parkinson doesn't know what it feels like to be happy. Living in a world where people aren't nice, where people aren't like the people in the movies, it makes her think that there is no such thing as happiness. Having no friends and not being able to talk to her mum about her problems since she has cancer doesn't even help her situation just a little bit at all. One day though, a certain player with blonde hair and blue eyes finds Grace leaning against the lockers, crying her problems away, and decides to help her. Since that day, you would expect things to go better but things don't get better, they get worse and when Grace finds herself about to jump off of the school building, thinking that the solution to her problems is death, the blonde player finds himself helping the lost girl again. The only question is: What will happen next?

❝THE FEELINGS MUTUAL, SUNSHINE.❞ ☼ Highest Ranking: #238 in Fanfiction ☼

This is an old version. I am slowly rewriting this. Please wait to read that one. It'll have some of the same chapter outlines but way better writing. It'll also have more characters and hopefully be more in depth as well as be longer and have a different ending. He thought he was a bad boy. She thought she was a psychopath. He was bad news. She was worse. He was angry at the world. She just wanted to have fun in it. When Ashila gets caught on the wrong side of the law again, her father has no other choice but to send her to the strict boarding school known as 'Prescott Boarding School a place for delinquents and troubled youth' she is downright pissed. However when she gets there she decides to have some fun. Her type of fun. When Rylan finds out the only other dorm in his hall is going to be taken he's intrigued. After all his hall is only for the 'Class A' dangerous students, as the teachers and guards put it anyway. However when she gets there and he finds out that she's a she he's kinda annoyed that they class her as a 'Class A +' which is more dangerous than him. _______________________________ A lot of colourful language and not the rainbow kind. started this when i was young so it's not the best. but i still put my heart into it so don't copy please i'm sick of it. Finished.

Never date a band member. Especially the lead singer. They get all the attention, all the girls, everything. And it's hard to just sit back and watch that. Well, it was for me, that is. I hated sitting back and watching him put everything before me. I was jealous of all the groupies and all the fans he saw every night. He'd never get with any of them, but still. I was jealous. Why? Because he was and is happier on stage then when he was home and got to see me, the "love of his life". He always did tell me that I came first. I know that's a lie though, because if I came first he would've been home me. Here I am, in Portland alone, depressed. And longing for someone to stay and talk to me. About all my secrets. Everything I've kept bottled up. Everything that I never told him while he was gone on tour. And now I never will. We broke up. I shouldn't cry about it though, I knew this would happen. That's what happens when you date the lead singer.