" so baby, pull me closer in the backseat of your rover. " "I've missed you, Maya. I honestly wish you hadn't left." The blonde bit her bottom lip, "I-I know. I said it was a mistake. Add that to my laundry list of regrets and call it a night, why don't you? He scooted in closer to her. It was the smallest gesture Maya had ever witnessed. It was obvious that he was trying to move over just enough that they were closer, but not enough that it was noticeable to her. Then his hand grazed hers in the same fashion. "So, where are you going from here?" he asked. "I-I...wait...do you mean like...literally from here...or..." "Tell me what the future looks like for Maya Hart." "I don't know."

Maya Hart. Good Girl. Farkle Minkus. Bad Boy. - "You're a good girl, huh?" He says with a smirk and mischief in his eyes. I leaned against the lockers, "So I've heard." "Okay then, Ms. Good Girl." He runs his hand through his hair before continuing. "Let's play a game." I furrowed my eyebrows, "What game?" "Let's sweet talk. Let's play fights. Let's talk 24/7. Let's tell each other good morning and good night every day. Let's take walks together. Let's give each other nicknames. Let's hang out with each other's friends. Let's go on dates. Let's talk on the phone all night long. Let's hold hands. Let's kiss and hug." I raised my eyebrow, "Then what?" He smirks, "Whoever falls in love first...loses." He stick out his hand for me to shake. I look at his hand. "Deal?" I grab it and we chake hands. "Deal." - A story about a rich, hot player and a broken, sweet good girl who starts a game of love. They're going to do everything couples do and whoever falls in love first, loses. But what exactly happens when you play a game with love? Does the arrow you shoot hit the one you aimed for...or does it backfire? {GMW fanfiction}

song inspired one-shots about maya hart and farkle minkus

in which we will deal with some bad news and find ways to get through it

❝farkle, you're my brothers bestfriend.❞ I whisper lightly, trying to contain the blush that's powdering on my cheeks, from the kiss we just shared. ❝and now you're my girlfriend.❞ his words come out strong and possessive as I stare wide eyed at him, ❝mine, and only mine.❞ he growls, tightening his grip on my waist and tracing the redness on my cheek with his thumb. and the worst part is the fact that I don't even try and decline his claim on me. well it's official ladies and gentlemen. my brother is going to kill us both. ► I do not own anything involving 'girl meets world' or 'boy meets world' in this story, all rights go to the creators themselves ► I do not own anything involving 'good luck charlie' in this story, all rights go to the creators themselves ► made 2016-ongoing [ - number 1 in #markle 12/14/18 ] [ - number 1 in #faya 12/12/18 ]

He sat down, letting out a prolonged sigh. How he got here was beyond him. Well, he knew what caused him to get to this point, but the feeling of sitting on this couch that he hadn't sat on in a while caused his head to swim. He glanced at his watch. Four hours ago wasn't when his life lost normalcy. That happened roughly two years ago. {My First Multi-Chapter}