"I have to do a documentary of someone I love but am not related to for filmmaking and I'm doing it on you." "Okay I'll do it, on one condition." || Who knew that a school project could create one hell of a ride. || highest ranking: #508 in fanfiction, #30 in 5sos, #13 in ashtonirwin, #3 in ashton, #1 in irwin

There was a girl named Hannah who fell in love with a boy named Michael Clifford. But then her whole world came crashing down. DISCLAIMER May be triggering! Contains suicide!

unknown: Mali can you see if I left my green day shirt in my old room I can't find it not Mali??: who tf is Mali book one of four

"Have you ever considered for like a second," I rolled my eyes at him immediately, "let me finish. Just a second, to try something your little uptight friends would disapprove of." I thought about it. "Obviously, I can't recall anything I have ever tried. Not a fair proposition." I sighed. This amnesia shit was beyond frustrating. "Even better. Think of anything. Something you've seen on a movie, read in a book, saw on MTV. Go wild." I smirked. I was going to do just that. "I don't remember ever getting high in the parking lot of a pizza place, then going inside to eat a shit ton of pizza." I smiled at the music video I still remember ogling at when I was ten, wanting desperately to be a teenager. "You got it." he started the car, and another unpredictable night began. In the midst of regaining her memory and getting her life back to where it was, everything gets twisted, to say the least- all thanks to one boy.

"who the fuck is a 5 seconds of summer?"

“You know I’m scared of storms,” he told her. “I know,” she whispered, completely oblivious that for him, she was the scariest storm of them all.

She sings when she's home alone; he asks her to keep it down. {highest ranking: #2 fanfiction} © 2015 by dimplefeels

In which two teenagers find love in the warm summer days, and cool sweater weather nights.

When I was younger I always wished that I could be saved by Prince Charming. But I never knew that my Prince Charming was an angel. And I never knew that he would save me from myself. ________________________________ Probably my best fanfiction tbh. Thank you so much if you decide to read. Caution: mature content.

Not every angel has their wings right away when they die. Michael is one of those angels. Even a year after his death he has yet to earn them, and there's only one way he can: help a mortal on earth. Astrid is that mortal. Astrid, a seventeen year old orphan who has been abandoned and mistreated her whole life, by her own foster mother, previous foster homes, and her peers. All she has is her brother Luke, but sometimes he just isn't enough. She's ready to give up on everything and end it all, but that changes when she meets her guardian angel. Together they can help each other, but some things are easier said than done. *TRIGGER WARNING* Cover by @heart_of_gold_