'Will, you know what this is, don't you?' George voiced surprisingly calm despite twitching in Will's hands. 'Yes,' he rasped back. 'Pretend you love me,' George sat them upright, both hands pressed to either side of the car windows. 'George, I don't,' Will spoke merely above a whisper. 'I know,' the words come out scratchy and weighted against Will, '-just play pretend.'

"I don't know if I want to fuck him or make him bleed the colour of that stupid red hair." "Why not both?" - Where Michael joins an underground boxing club and can't seem to stay out of trouble. bottom!michael dom!luke dom!cal dom!ash

"You guys don't like me and you never will like me, I already fucking know it" Started ; September 9, 2017 Ended ; November 13, 2017

[Complete] Dream x GeorgeNotFound George stood at the airport not knowing how his life was about to change forever. Someone who he swore he had seen before steals him, and everything he is. They go to nowhere. A place not mapped. George desperately wants to escape, but all his captor wants is him. George tries to escape, but eventually grows an.. appreciation for something out there. Or, someone. *Heavily inspired by Lucy Christopher's "Stolen"* -#1 in "Stockholm" -Current Milestone: 20k Reads!!

In August summer ends. In September autumn starts. In February, winter ends. And in March spring begins. But what happens in April? •••• "... and beyond Michael was Luke. I'd always compared Luke's eyes to an ocean, beautiful blue and shining, but far deeper than any human could hope to reach. The pressure of discovering the secrets within the depths of Luke's eyes was enough to kill a man. In that moment, I was sure to be that man, compressed, drowned. Luke wanted things I knew then I couldn't give. Shouldn't give, but I wanted to. I knew then that the devil was not a demon. He was not Lucifer, not Ashton. The devil was not in the eyes of the police, or in my fathers harsh words. The devil didn't whisper into the ears of the pure. He didn't force me to sell my soul. He muttered a feeble plea for me, a soft beckoning, begging for my attention. And like Lucifer, I fell."

[COMPLETED] The pressure of anxiety is too heavy on Theo, taking toles on him no one would have ever guessed. But even though the road to recover is a long, sometimes painful one, he'll make it through because of him. Because of his anchor. Disclaimer:This is not my story.Credits to FlyRobinFly on ao3

[COMPLETED] Daniel and Jonah have been best friends since kindergarten. They attended the same elementary school and also high school. After high school they moved to L.A. Daniel with his parents and brother Ben and Jonah with his sister Stacy..... Daniel and Jonah were falling for each other but they were scared to tell it to the other. But Daniel had also a bigger secret..... *Mistreated | The Sequel | Donah Meavey is out now!* ⚠Read at your own risk. This book deals with issues like depression, self-harm, abusive behavior, drugs and alcohol.⚠

❱ 𝐃𝐎𝐑𝐁𝐘𝐍 - 𝐟𝐢𝐧. in which i write a whole bunch of dorbyn oneshots.

"That's enough!" I look up to see Luke and Calum glaring at Michael and I. "You've been acting like jerks for too long now. We don't care that you can't get along anymore but we're in a band! When you start acting like jerks on stage, when even fans can tell that something serious is happening between the two of you, that's too much." "That's why we - well you actually - are here. We're not here to write songs like we told you. You'll be staying in that house until you sort out whatever is between you, get it? No computer, no key to exit the house, no phone except this one - which has only Luke and I phone number in it! Now see you soon guys - at least I hope!" In a second, they are out of the house and the door is locked. I looked over Michael, who has the dumbest and shockest face ever. This is going to be long before I ever feel the sun on my face again. Warning: this story contains the mention of eating disorders, self harm, swearing etc...