they were miles and miles apart, with a promise of forever.

They met in December.

"Hello, we are here to advise you on all your questions, concerns, and problems related to relationships. How may I assist you today?" "I think my girlfriend is cheating on me." Everything started with this simple line.

"Miss (L/n), you and Anderson have been assigned with an android from Cyberlife for these cases." "Really? Well...alright. When will he or she arrive?" "I don't know, but I just hope that a stupid piece of plastic doesn't mess things up around here." "It won't Sir! Besides, they'll have me and Hank looking after it! What could go wrong?" (A/N: DISCLAIMER! I don't own anything from Detroit: Become Human! Also, this story is done for female readers. I'm not good with girl x girl and guy x guy. Believe me, I'd butcher it....)

Alex Bates has had more than enough of life. Plagued with the agonising guilt of being the cause for his sister's recent death, he's heading down a destructive path. But just as he is about to give into the urge to jump in front of an oncoming train, he's interrupted by a girl. Shy and observant Kalila Woods knows that no words can stop him so she only hands him a packet of Skittles and walks away. And so begins an unlikely friendship. She's on a mission to convince him of the many reasons to live and he's on a journey to find himself along the way. And maybe, just maybe, Alex will realise that dying isn't quite worth it.

Jas gives me a sympathetic look. She sighs heavily, long nails tapping against the wooden table, dodging the 'Missing' posters scattered all over the surface. "Maybe," she finally says, "Just maybe, he doesn't want to be found, Ava." I clench my jaw. "No. I refuse to believe that. He's not like that." "What do you know?" Jas snorts, finally withdrawing her hand from the table and turning back to look at me. "You don't even know him." xx Ford Wilson was in three out of four of Ava Jackson's classes. They had one mutual friend, did a project together once in sophomore year, and had the same lunch. When Ava's car had broke down, she had even ended up parked outside of Ford's house, asking for gas. In Ava's life, he was everywhere. And yet, she didn't notice him until he was nowhere to be found.

❝hey, sweet cheeks❞ ❝do i know you?❞ ❝damn, i'm offended after all we have been through❞ ❝wrong number?❞ ❝try stolen number, babe❞ in which a boy steals a girl's number from his friends phone. ________________________________ highest ranking: #eleven in short story lowercase intended

"Hey there Delilah." "Yes Nick. That just happens to be my name." "What's it like in New York city-" "I don't know what's in like in New York city." "Oh Delilah-" "Nick, shut up." "Make me." Delilah Devine hates her name. Absolutely loathes it. Maybe if it had been something else Nick Popper might stop singing in her ear. {a story written in conversations} (cover by @dripdrippitydrop)

❝for I am nothing but a statue watching you come and go.❞ she refuses to let go of him, he refuses to know of her existence

story #1 out of the flowery compass series. -  he liked to point out her flaws, she hated how he thought he was flawless. -  cover made by @crookednights