"a pack of pencil sharpeners?" "yes, im an artist." "im not going to let you buy these." "why not blondie?" "because youre too beautiful."

I let out a sigh as I walked into work, running a hand through my hair and adjusting the hat on my head. As I walked behind the counter I was surprised to see someone whom I did not know dressed in a uniform. I blinked a few times, noticing he was talking to my manager. "Who is that?" I turned to the girl working front-counter register at the time. She turned her head and looked around me. "I don't know, never seen him before." I let out a sigh and walked towards my manager. I never knew exactly what I would be doing until I got there, when I reached her she smiled. "Luke! Just the boy I wanted to see!" I looked at her and waited. Thinking she just needed my height so I could grab something off a shelf for her. She then grabbed the boy next to her and I looked him up and down. "This, is Michael. "

"I want to know why I was born this way. I want to know why I'm different. I want to know why everyone hates me. I want to know why I hate myself. I want to know what it's like to feel." Previously ranked #276 in Romance.

❝ dear diary, there's this boy at school, and everyday I can't help but admire him from across the room... ❞ © hemmkinks

"All you needed was for someone to paint you wings; to set you free from the memories that tied you down." ~~~ Emilia Anderson has spent far too many years shielding herself out of fear of being hurt by those she cares deeply for. After losing her parents in an unfortunate accident and becoming traumatized as a result of her manipulative, abusive ex-boyfriend, Jared, she constructed invisible walls around her to keep herself safe. The walls once seemed impenetrable to Emilia, that is, until she stumbles into the charming and tormented Ashton Irwin, who shatters them. Emilia takes a chance and allows Ashton to enter her life, only to discover that Ashton is also protecting himself from memories he can't escape. They're oblivious to their attraction to one another, but once their pasts make an unexpected and unwanted appearance, they can't deny their desires and need each other more than they really know. Together they learn how to detach themselves from their pasts, but it's easier said than done, especially when their pasts are relentless. ~~~ [A Wattpad Featured Story] Warning: This story contains mature themes such as: alcohol, violence, swearing and sexual content. (Ashton Irwin Fanfiction) © 2014 | rdysasi All rights reserved.

Can they make it? [ASYLUM SERIES - BOOK TWO]

His hand reached down for mine, intertwining our fingers together. I questioningly looked down at our hands and then up at him. "So you don't fall again." © drawing-5sos 2014, all rights reserved. TRANSLATIONS ARE NOT ALLOWED! credit to @ashtonfetish for the story cover

So Ashton's going on a road trip with his friend, Calum, and he invited me to tag along. Being the adventurous shit I am, I said yes, but I wouldn't have if I knew that Luke Hemmings was going as well. God, I hate that guy, and the feeling's mutual. Why does that annoying brat have to come along? And Ashton and Calum expect us to be friends? Yeah, right. There's no chance that Luke Hemmings and I, Michael Clifford, are ever going to get along. WARNING: Smut Cover: _Jikko Other pairing(s): Cashton (minor) Dom!Luke © 2014 iCheeseYou

Hell, we're all a little psychotic, we're all fucked up. I just happen to hear voices. ➳ ➳ ➳ ➳ ➳ ➳ ➳ ➳ Michael and Luke meet in a mental institution. Luke is suicidal and Michael hears voices. A coming of age tale about finding your true self, no matter the circumstances. Disclaimer: I DO NOT own Michael Clifford nor do I own Luke Hemmings. The events portrayed in this story did not occur in their natural lives, although some events are based off of true stories. Warning: This story is rated PG-13 at the LOWEST rating. Currently, it is UNRATED for I do not know how graphic the content may become. I suggest that only mature readers view this story and if at any time during the reading process you find it to be too much, please exit the story.