"all i'm sure of is i love you like the constellations love the sky and the plants love the sun. your voice was the soundtrack of my summer. your eyes shine brighter than the lightning that strikes the ground in the spring. you're completely unlike any other. you're my thunder." warning: this is possibly the cringiest story i've ever written i am so sorry

all he wanted was popularity after his friend had disappeared he wanted to be accepted by all of his peers but he chose the wrong ones Michael Clifford au copyright @cxstaway ALSO READ : PITY PARTY - LRH TAG, YOU'RE IT - CTH DOLLHOUSE - AFI MILK AND COOKIES - OT4 completed on March 28th, 2016

"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.

● "i don't care who you were; i care who you are and i'm more concerned with who you're working to become." ● [2015] {cover by elucidates} || highest: #756 fanfiction ||

"Is that your penis??"

se·cret /sēkrit/ noun something that is kept or meant to be kept unknown or unseen by others. everybody has secrets, but only Michael and Grace have a secret big enough with the potential to ruin relationships.

COMPLETED | "But it tears me up inside because she doesn't even know I exist."

"Well that's the last jar" "Yeah, I know. " I say reaching for it "What if I want it?" he asks playfully No way in hell is this boy getting the last jar of nutella. (MICHAEL CLIFFORD SHORT STORY) (BOOK 1 IN THE FOOD SERIES)

In which a boy's friend convinces him to find love on tinder.