Battle Scars (Michael Clifford) Self harm and mentions of suicide Skyler Hemmings has never felt depression or has lived with anyone who has both her and her twin brother Luke have lived happy lives the lives Skyler believes everyone should with her brother and they group of friends Skyler is always happy or is alway...
"your order will be getting to you shortly." "sweet, thanks! bye, i love you!" "i love you too!" "..." © zaynkillers, 2015 (cover made by mclahey)
"You can barely stand up straight, c'mon," he insists, opening the car door.
Skyler is finally on her own. She's wanted this for so long. Then she met Calum who tells her about his strange best friend Michael who never lets anyone in...
Jordan hides her secrets behind colourful loom bands. Michael hides his behind colourful hair.
Their story isn't a romcom. {highest ranking: #2 fanfiction} © 2016 by dimplefeels
"Why did you get this tattoo?" I asked him while I point on the tattoo on his arm. "Because this one explains for 'I'm deadly in love with you'." He smiled down at me as he kissed my forehead. In which a girl meets a boy who has some similarities as hers.
She was 18 and in need of a little place to stay. He was 18 and in need of money. He had a bedroom for let at a reasonable price, a price within her range. When she see's the advertisement she is quick to send in an email. She didn't realize how much complications come with sharing a tiny flat with Michael Clifford. *...
Sometimes all you need is that one person who can make you feel ten times younger. [cover credits to radtasticmike]
What is it like to be Found? Is it a sense of self? Is it finding someone like you? Is it both?
Michael Clifford is the bad boy with tattoos, piercings, and purple dyed hair. Ashley Johnson is the good girl that falls for the good guys. Michael hasn't ever really cared for girls; only their sex. Ashley has never fallen in love before. Will they both benefit one another? Every bad boy needs a good girl, right?
Rebecca has always had a rough time in life, she's in and out of therapy for years, but so has Michael Clifford, the Australian boy in the grade above her. When Michael all of a sudden begins to talk to Rebecca, she freaks out and is very confused, but her feelings towards the boy begin to change as they become closer...
catfish : someone who pretends to be someone they're not on the internet • all images/gifs are from tumblr, they are NOT mine unless i say so!!!! • you can check out some translations in my "catfish translations" reading list :-) • (highest rank: #1 in fanfiction) (@emcartwright took the picture I used as the cover so...
''dude my mum just asked me to buy some tampons for her what do i do'' ''i'm sorry who is this?'' lowercase intended +under construction+ warning: this is a very shitty book with a shitty rushed ending xxxxx
Kasie was stuck in hell. High school. She wasn't a good girl but wasn't bad. She had friends and her grades were ok. The schools punk, Michael Clifford, and her hate each other. What happens when he takes sudden interest in her? Will their relationship stay hate or will it take a change to love?
"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 beyon...
Michael is stuck in a new country between new people for a month or so, what happens when he meets a girl that changes every aspect of his life?
Three years. Three years I’d made it through this hell hole unnoticed. I thought I could stay under the radar for the rest of junior year, but of course something, or someone, more specifically, had to come screw it up. I mean, it’s not like it was on purpose, but it threw all my three years of hard work down the dra...
Addie always loved to party.. That is until she met Michael Clifford. The boy who's actions spoke louder than his words. And could make girls like Addie fall in love.
