in which the number fifteen could very possibly save a poor boy's life. © calbain || lowercase intended.

in which a girl with an unhealthy love for starbursts and a boy whose hair has been accidentally dyed purple meet at a pharmacy and end up trapped

to luke: you said you loved me from luke: i was drunk

in which two teens meet in the backseat of a city bus. © 2016 skinsluke.

❝I've never been as close to a boy as I have at this moment, nor have I with a man. A man that's Luke, a man that's my step-father. This was clear, but my head continued to tell me to forget the facts and give in to the pleasures I was feeling with Luke's fingers against me. "This is so wrong," He whispered under his breath, but refused to take his hand from between my thighs.❞ ©Narry-My-Storan 2015 || Bailey Luke Daddy Kink [cover by @sweet-lemonade]

in which two teenagers find the consequences of snapchatting the wrong person may not be so bad. (Short Story #259 / Fanfiction #792) © 2014 by isohlate. || All rights reserved.

❝In which two classmates exchange notes in the school bus.❞ all rights reserved. copyright © 2014 | Eva

“I like your lipstick, what colour is it?” He pointed towards my red-stained lips with a cheeky grin – it agitated me. I didn’t even know who he was. The space between my brows creased, “uh, red?” Confused, a little smile appeared on my face at how cheeky he was but I dropped it. “Can I borrow it?” Swiftly, he places his lips against my mine, his plumps lips brushing against it forcefully yet slowly but before I could push him away in surprise, he pulls away and then he smirks. “Strawberry?” “Lipstick doesn’t have flavours, I think,” I murmured, my cheeks crimson. “It’s strawberry, bring watermelon tomorrow, yeah?” And I, being the stupid person I am, brought watermelon the next day. All rights reserved. Copyright © 2014 || @drfluke

❝Compared to your eyes, nothing shines quite as bright.❞ © 2013 DontMove_Honey [Warning : This story may rip your heart out and stomp on it. I apologize in advance.]

she'd disappear with strange men and return an hour later, her lipstick smeared and eyes damp with tears. {{book 2}}