Two stubborn teenagers meet unexpectedly. Both grief stricken and guarded, Maddie soon becomes Michael's lighthouse. Copyright © fluffycashton 2018. All rights reserved. This book or any portion thereof may not be reproduced or used in any manner whatsoever without the express written permission of the author except...
Sneaking glances in the hallway shouldn't have been difficult but every time she saw him, she felt as if her world was crumbling at her feet.
"You fixed me, Riley" Michael said, green eyes sparkling in the moonlight "I need this. I need you. Forget everyone else. Be mine tonight"
she sits with him on the school bus, yet they never talk to each other.
COMPLETED | "But it tears me up inside because she doesn't even know I exist."
~12:03 am~ To: "sex god" Mikey i wish we could meet. ~12:07 am~ From: "sex god" Mikey one day, we will. Sequel: Connected
Their story isn't a romcom. {highest ranking: #2 fanfiction} © 2016 by dimplefeels
They said I was just a fangirl. That my "love" for this band, and in particularly, Michael Clifford, was all a phase in my life. Some stupid "crush" I'll get over within a few months. Well, it's been more than a year, so why can't I stop loving him to death? Because trust me, I tried...
Sometimes all you need is that one person who can make you feel ten times younger. [cover credits to radtasticmike]
Val is a 18 year old with a normal life, normal parents, normal friends, goes to a normal school, but doesn't like a normal band. She loves 5 Seconds Of Summer and they are far from normal! Val gets tickets to see her favourite band for her 18th birthday and backstage passes. She meets the guys of 5SOS and they take h...
"The last person she expected to see standing on the other side of that door was Michael Clifford."
Broken boy meets broken girl. "You're not as messed up as you think." (this story is super cliche and it kind of sucks i'm sorry)
"Have you ever considered for like a second," I rolled my eyes at him immediately, "let me finish. Just a second, to try something your little uptight friends would disapprove of." I thought about it. "Obviously, I can't recall anything I have ever tried. Not a fair proposition." I sighed. This amnesia shit was beyon...
they met at therapy; therapy for sex addicts. (cover by elle)
