Lyla was nothing but a lost girl. She feels as if her life is falling apart at the seams, and she's right. People are there for her, and she doesn't realise. But when her best friend starts to lose control and she realises she doesn't love her boyfriend as much as she thought, how will she cope?

Living in a small town means everybody knows everyone's business whether you like it or not. It also means some people put on a facade to hide their true self. A Van McCann Fanfic, I've written this fanfic because Van is honestly so talented and Catfish and the bottlemen are one of my favourite bands. I hope you enjoy the book. All Rights Reserved.

'Can he do what I do for you? I've not stopped thinking this shit since I come away' (Set in Llandudno, 2011)

Whoever you're mixing your drinks with, is dying to, go to town on you... ^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^ He was wearing his usual uniform of black skinny jeans and a sweater, although the sweater he was wearing now was especially significant. It was the one I fell asleep on a few nights after we'd met. "Hi Van." ^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^ Carmen meets Ryan "Call me Van, it's more class" McCann at some seedy bar she gets dragged to by a new friend. To say things move fast is an understatement. But as fast as they move, as painfully slow they end. While Van and his mates get the band rising quicker and quicker, Carmen can't help her feelings as she sees her striped sweater wearing messy haired cockish boy become the rockstar he swore he would.