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

don't get too horny

This story will mainly be based off of the songs by Neck Deep, which happens to be one of my most favourite bands ever obviously. Please bare with me while I think of something interesting to write. - siris✌

This is Karina Slee's first time on Warped tour with her pop punk band 'Silver Lining'. She thought she had her social anxiety under control and that the tour would be fun and easy going. But the day she gets there she can't even leave her bus due to fear of the big crowds. Refusing to take her meds, due to fear of people judging her, she finds herself having daily anxiety attacks and not coping at all with the tour. That is until she meets Ben. Can he help her overcome her anxiety and finally start to enjoy life to the fullest? Find out in A Part Of Me (Neck Deep Fanfic) This is my first fanfic and I'm not very good /.\ please give me feedback and tell me what you think

perilous ˈpɛrɪləs/Submit adjective full of danger or risk. ©STARSWENAMEGALAXY 2013-2014 please note that this story is being rewritten and changed around :) I'll have the new version up soon. thank you x

Would you be able to survive? You don't know who he is, but he has known you his whole life.. Will you be able to find a way out? Will "he" be able to save you?

She was like every other girl being bullied by her class mates strangers and even her own family. But shes not one of those skinny girls who get bullied. shes an overweight girl who gets a chance at love. And friendship, she lives with her dad brother and her dads wife. She just turned 17 and she's a jr in high school.

Fifteen years. The number of normal every-day life. One day. The number of time when my life suddenly took a 180. 8000. The number of miles I was taken away from my home. Two. The number of parents I will never see again, Two weeks. The number of weeks I lived with kidnappers, rapists, and murderers. Three times. The number of times I lost my innocence to three different men. Four months. The number of months I lived a semi-normal but hectic life with practically strangers. Two. The number of children I carried Two. The number of times I was kidnapped. One week. The number of weeks I was held hostage. Thirty. The number of times I probably passed out or fainted. One hundred plus. The number of times I cried and felt sorry for myself. Six months. The number of months I waited until I got to see my children. Thirty seconds. The number of seconds it took before my life fully crumbled before my very eyes. A moment. How long it took for it all to start over again. Save Them, Please? *Sequel to 'Help Me, Please?*

MISSING- Name: Zayn Malik Age: 20 Appearance: Brown eyes, dark brown hair, tall, tan skin. Missing since: December 14th 2012 Call: 1-800-346-6734 If found, or seen. -------------------------------------------- Zayn Malik has been missing since 12-14-12. He went missing after one of his concerts in America. Kidnapped by an unknown creature. After One Direction found out they changed. Louis wasn't the same bright happy Louis as before. Niall had nightmares, always waking up sweaty. Harry like both of them. Liam was always trying to find him, hiring anyone who could help. One Direction was basically over. Only a miracle could help Zayn. And that's just what Victoria was. A miracle.

Harry styles fan fiction (: