"Hello, Mr. Smith. We're calling about a child you had with..." Theres a pause, "Ashley Caraway." - "Laura, about your Dad... He wants to meet you."

A story of how people's imperfections can bring them together or tear them apart. Dan Smith (Bastille) fan fiction.

I can feel your breath

Art: Noun: A piece of work that is appreciated primarily for its beauty or emotional power. Common forms: Music, Paintings, Friendship...

Tessa is a 14 year old best friend of Bastille's Dan Smith. When a huge change happens in her life she is thrust into a whole new chapter, which may not necessarily be a smooth ride...

I stood above him as he cowered with his arms over his head. I paused and through his trembling, bloody fingers I looked into his blue eyes that were begging me for mercy. I had no intention in stopping until he ceased breathing... until I ended the man responsible for destroying the last thing in life that I loved. Nothing was stopping me from killing Dan Campbell Smith. Nothing.

Back in 1932, I was 17 years old when I met the love of my life. Here is : Our story. Or what's left of it.

Our story is far from being finished. [You must read the Book 1 to understand this story]

...Sequel to More Than You'll Ever Know...