My first finished book. Inspired by the song Home For The Summer by Sara Kays. This book contains strong language and has a few smut chapters, you can easily skip those if you want as I made sure they don't contain important information about the story :) Clay and George used to be inseparable, but when Clay had to leave the town they had both grown up in together, their friendship slowly faded away. Now, years later, they still hadn't forgotten about each other but were both too scared to reach out to one another. That was, until Clay decided to come home for the summer, going back to the town the two of them had made so many memories in, in the hopes of finding George. Art in thumbnail is made by Aytrixii Started: November 10th '20 Finished: May 12th '21 Total word count: 28.5k (ish) 100k reads - August 11th '21 <3

George is that one college kid that is mildly attractive, but no one notices him. He's quite introverted and would rather stay inside, listen to music and watch the rain fall, rather than go to a party. Wilbur, his best friend, is the absolute opposite. Bringing girls home every weekend from all the parties. He was known as the most attractive person at Cadillac University, people only knowing George because of Wilbur. But all things change after Wilbur forces George to come to that.one.party. [FINISHED!] ------------- -140k reads on April 7th -160k reads on April 12th -180k reads on April 18th -190k reads on April 21th -200k reads on April 25th!! <33 -300k reads on June 4th!!! :D -400k reads on July 13?!?!?! -700k ON MARCH 11TH WHAT THE ACTUAL THANK YOU SO MUCH!!??? -800k on july 7th i love you all sm omg :,)

It's one thing flying out to another country and spending a week in your best friend's home, but it's another thing if you're in love with said best friend. That's a whole different story, but luckily, that's what this story is about. -------- Cross-posted from AO3 under the same account name. My friend Pi drew the cover for me and I'm so blessed!!! Please check them out on Tumblr: https://prettyinaccurate.tumblr.com/ and/or Instagram: https://www.instagram.com/prettyinaccurate/

You were in your element when you stood on a stage. You could confidently sing the melody, serenely take the harmony, basking in the attention and relishing in the feel of your heels hitting the stage and the strain of your vocal cords. You'd been singing for fours years, but the best career decision you'd made was joining up with Mettaton for several duets. You often performed with the monster, and he'd become your best friend, but despite his constant pestering you had yet to meet the rest of his friends. *Authors Note* I originally started this story in 2016, but never finished. I've recently regained my writing mojo, and decided to rewrite, edit and finish Can You Hear Me?.