**IMPORTANT NOTICE SEPT 2020 - I WILL BE REWRITING/EDITING THIS BOOK IN THE VERY NEAR FUTURE. I PLAN IN EDITING ALL OF THE CHAPTERS OFF WATTPAD, THEN UPDATING THEM ALL IN ONE NIGHT** **Please note there is some Alan Ashby love in this, however, it is mainly a Vic fan fiction** Hadley Marie Hadaway has spent nearly nine years avoiding her best friend and boyfriend from high school after she left unexpected with nothing more than a note to say goodbye. She never forgot about the Fuentes Brothers; she misses her friendship with Mike and her relationship with Vic, but doesn't have the guts to see if she can find them. Mike and Vic still wonder what happened to their high school friend. When her best friend Sami drags her to a Pierce The Veil concert, will her past catch up with her, or will she be able to avoid it? Note: I do not own the songs by Pierce The Veil, the band Pierce the Veil, or any of the members of bands stated in this story. This is a story merely for the enjoyment of others and the enjoyment of being written.

"You're a good girl, do you know that?" He exhaled deeply with a disbelieving smile, pulling me to lie next to him. "Which is probably why I find you so hot. Those innocent eyes, fuck. I was done for. I always have been." "You don't mean that." I laughed, clambering beneath the sheets. "Ah, always so skeptical. But I mean it, your eyes are it for me. This magical emerald green that shines in the sunlight, and almost changes colour when you're talking about something you love. Like that fucking creative writing class you take with George. Your eyes, they shimmer and it's weird as shit but I love it. They remind me of the first day of spring, the sort of green that emerges from a really shit winter. The green that reminds you that everything is growing, and you're growing, and you're alive. That is what I love about your eyes." Matty half laughed to himself, climbing in after me. He cupped my cheek, stroking slightly with his thumb. "That and they look amazing when you're giving head." "Stop!" I laughed, batting him away. He pulled me in closer however, close enough so that my head was forced to rest on his chest and I could hear the steady beat of his heart. "It's true. Nothing like these old boring brown eyes of mine." "Boring? Nothing about you is boring." I whispered, tracing the lines of his chest tattoo. "How so?" -------- Avery Collins, an 18 year old university student, has her world turned upside down by the arrival of a boy with messy hair, chocolate eyes and a past full of dark secrets. Juggling a social life, her insane room mates, uni studies and work, will she be able to cope with this boy and the realisation that maybe, just maybe, he was more dangerous than he looked? [ONGOING BOOK] Proud to be part of the Wattpad Futures Programme. ---PLEASE VOTE AND COMMENT--- Cover by @PGthequeen