19 year old Luke Hemmings is put in Briarcliff Manor (an insane asylum) mistakenly. He has not done wrong, yet he is accused of many murders, including that of his own father and brothers. Although mad when he goes in, he tends to like it there, only because of one thing, a girl he meets: Annamarie Tucker. *The concept of "Asylum" is not my own. I got the idea from American Horror Story, Season Two.

crum·ble verb break or fall apart into small fragments, especially over a period of time as part of a process of deterioration. [ SEQUEL TO INSANITY ]

"Hey Mackenzie?" Luke calls from the door. "Yeah?" "When you were on the phone with Michael, did you tell him to come in and find us?" "No, why?" Luke is silent for a moment, and when he speaks again, his voice is cold and full of fear. "Then um.." He stops, and I look up at him in confusion. He's staring down into the area we just came from, stance rigid. "Then who's that standing at the end of the hall?" 2014 @ psychxtichemmings

"Get out" "No Lu-" He turned around, black eyes boaring into mine. "Hide"

➼ luke messed with death so death came knocking at his door. :: the fourth installment in 'the horror series'. all ideas and writing are mine, 2014 mylittlepenguin|

➼ there is no end. [sine finis] :: last installment of the horror series all ideas and writing are mine, 2014 mylittlepenguin|

Who knew what lurked within the village. Who knew on what happened abut the past all falls down to the present. Everything seems perfectly normal without thinking about those. But there was still one place which was unusual but was still considered as home.

They say life without obsession is nothing… But what happens when obsession goes too far? Disclaimer: All event in this story are ones of pure fiction and have not actually happened. Any relation to the twitter handles @daydreamer1999, @Skyhemmings, and @Carraclifford are ones of pure coincidence and do not have any connection to any real living person. 5 Seconds Of Summer [Luke Hemmings] short story/horror/fanfiction All Rights Reserved © 2015 Cover design created by me

"Fire is bad, it destroys. What's left from it are ashes. But the ashes don't always have to be dark, black. They can also be bright, positive. White. It's the same with life." © drawing-5sos 2015, all rights reserved TRANSLATIONS ARE NOT ALLOWED!!

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