Dean Winchester is nineteen years old and only a year out of high school when he gets sent to the hospital after a argument with his father. Nothing serious occurred, but Dean was required to spend the next few days under observation. While he is spending his time in the hospital of utter boredom, he meets Castiel, a young man the same age as him as a patient of cancer. Forming a quick bond, he begins visiting the boy even when he gets out, but is something more going on?

If loving you is wrong I don't wanna be right .......... or do I take a look at how mo and kalil play we're just friends card see how far it will take them

"Daddy don't you love me?"

youngjae is horny hacker and jaebum his really hot asshole boss. © ceoseungri · 2016

Friends fated since the day the pandemic rioted throughout the cities, Jackson and Mark might've met after the initial blast of the undead, but Hell will raise and join the Heavens before Jackson lets them end it apart. Because in a world drowning in dark waters of depression, aching agony, and smarting scars... ...more than just pain, bites... Author's Note Thing: As a prequel to the one shot, The Gates of Heaven and Hell, this is supposed to reveal Jackson and Mark's preciously regretful past, something that shapes them and who they are in the end. WARNING: BLOOD, GORE, GRAPHIC CONTENT (not enough for an r-rating), AND FOR ALL MARKSON SHIPPERS, THIS WILL NOT BE ROMANCE. I don't ship them romantically so don't read if you don't want to read about the growing and deepening friendship that develops around these two. The song that I imagine encompasses this fic is Lead On, by Phillip Phillips. If you listen to it, then you'll understand when I say that this fic isn't about an abusive relationship or anything, but I felt that the perhaps undeserved devotion he has to here is like Mark's loyalty and feelings about Jackson. Obviously the song is a love song, but still, I feel the words fit pretty well anyways. Also, Heavy in Your Arms is pretty good too, by Florence and the Machines. Here is a poem that I've written to couple this story... Broken bits and troubled things, I could not find a rope to bring, so let's sit back and say our prayers, and hope tomorrow, we can bear, for both our sakes, I wish you well, without each other, there'd be hell, so I'll sit back and say my prayers, and hope tomorrow you can bear, for broken bits we both may be, but this is our reality, try as hard as one could try, there's just no changing you and I, so by your side I'll always stay, and trudge through mud to make a way, we may have broken bit by bit, but still our puzzle pieces fit.

But he didn't. So Harry went blind. Then Harry met Louis and Louis met Harry. And everything seemed just right.

In which seventeen year old Louis Tomlinson stalks twenty two year old Harry Styles on social media website called Facebook. --- Louis Tomlinson was new to Facebook, his parents never allowing him to have one until now. He adds his friends and when a curly haired male with green eyes appeared on the 'people you may know' list, he immediately adds him and puts him on close friends to see all of his updates. One day, he was messing around, accidentally messaging the make and that's where it all started off. "Damn daddy, you looking fine as hell in your new picture." "Who the hell is this?" "Oh sh*t." (Highest ranking) #502

Louis was lonely so he looked up random numbers to rant to about his crush Harry Styles. Little did he know that he was texting Harry Styles himself. (Short Story)

A POV of Harry Styles he goes through being in love with Louis Tomlinson. ((Sorry if it's short and terrible, but I just got into the mood of writing something so I decided upon this.))

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