The less you talk, the more you hurt. That's why she stopped talking, cause she wanted to feel something again.

it was only supposed to be a joke. (cover by elle) [fanfiction #39]

Voicemail, yet again. Taking a deep breath, I start the message. "Hey, I've called you again. This is the last one, I swear. Remember when we would chat forever and ever? We would always drink hot coffee together and talk about our pointless day. It was a daily thing, until you found someone else to occupy your time. I wasn't needed anymore, so you cast me out. I'm in our place, same spot. When you decide to meet me again, I'll be here. I won't talk to you. All that I will spare you is a small glance and some cold coffee." Ending the voicemail, I collapse back into the chair and wait for the response that will never come. cover by @xHemmingsHugsx

"Hopefully being roommates will settle your arguments."

Calum can't eat and Katy can't stop.

where innocent luke never thought wearing panties would be harmful but apparently it is when he puts on unknown shows for his neighbor, michael. { 1st place summer bromance awards 2015 } [ highest ranking; 38 in fanfiction ] [ cover by; brontides ]

we totally don't hook up in closets

❝You're not yourself anymore, Luke ❞

~12:03 am~ To: "sex god" Mikey i wish we could meet. ~12:07 am~ From: "sex god" Mikey one day, we will. Sequel: Connected