Alex had enough. Enough of everything. So he decided to run away from his broken past in Britain, and on his way to a different country, he accidentaly met his light in the dark. "And...what's even your name?" the boy asked. "Uh-I'm-I'm Alex. Alex Gaskarth." he quietly stuttered and shifted a bit, then carefully look...
If it wasn't for one faulty clasp, Jack Barakat and Alex Gaskarth would have been nothing more than another one night stand to each other. If Jack hadn't been rushing to college, they never would have met properly in the daylight. If Alex hadn’t had to get to work early, they never would have fallen for one another...
One minute - that's all it takes for me to fall in love with the dusty blonde haired stranger and for Alex to be certain with the identity of his next victim - me. And there I was; drugged, tied to a mattress, raped, attacked and yet I felt guilty. It was my fault Alex was like this. I wasn't complying. I'd messed up...
What is the best way to keep a secret? "Tell it to everyone you know, but pretend you are kidding" - Lemony Snicket. It turned out that Snicket was painfully correct. By the time I reached P.E. after lunch on Monday, it was tipping over the edge of eighty degrees, and my red hoodie had been stuffed in the back of my...
Meeting someone could change your views about everything you thought you knew about yourself and the world. Or it could be completely meaningless.