❝our story isn't over, it's just forever unfinished.❞ © 2014 michaelsvans

My heart pounded as I rushed down the hall. My brother finally did it, he finally lost it. I heard shots fire in the cafeteria, I flinched. This isn’t happening, I told myself. I heard someone’s heavy breathing from behind a shelf that stuck out of the wall. “Come on ash we have to go!” I said clamping onto the blonde boy’s hand. I pulled him up and dragged him along. “ALEEAH!” A voice boomed. No, no, no, this isn’t happening. I turned to face my brother whose hand held a jet black gun, his arms raised, gun pointing at me, ready to fire. The gun sounded.

{SEQUEL TO MUTE} Michael and Luke Clifford. They were perfect, until little April came along. {#114 in fanfiction}

Calum can't eat and Katy can't stop.

Alyssa was like a rubber band. Everyone pulled and tugged and plucked and yanked until eventually, she snapped.

to luke: you said you loved me from luke: i was drunk

"you know these are bad for you, right?" "you know i dont give a fuck, right?" or; where luke works at a gas station and michael goes there to buy cigarettes everyday [lower case intended]

Where a naive girl with lots of baggage and a rockstar that can't seem to think of anyone but himself fall in love over the span of 24 hours

Michael didn't say much. Luke said nothing at all. Luke and Michael were perfect for each other. Silent. But still perfect. WINNER OF THE 'MUKE' BROMANCE AWARD ALSO AWARDED THE STORY WITH THE MOST VOTES OUT OF ALL OTHER CATAGORIES