And she, the beautiful girl with angel eyes, continued to believe there was something left to love. © weepies. All rights reserved. [[TRIGGER WARNING]]

"Why does creating a life and bringing it into this world have to take another away?"

"Would you please have mercy on me? I'm a puppet on your string...." ••• I had to be smart and really think about it, "We break up after eight months, nothing longer. Everything is for show and when we're not in public nothing happens. You have your life and I'll have mine." He nodded, "There's a couple of things I have as well. You'll be living with me, don't worry we'll have separate rooms. When in public don't talk unless spoken to. You don't try anything funny in public, I'm allowed to bring any girl I want home. And you are not to develop feelings for me." He smirked at the last part. I rolled my eyes at how full of himself he is, "Don't worry I'll restrain myself." He chuckled, "Great so do we have a deal?" He asked extending his hand out to me. ••• Started 8.20.16 || Finished 4.24.17

You realized the pain and sadness was so strong that the only source of happiness you could find was buried inside a bottle of straight vodka.

"There's no safety net that's underneath, I'm free fallin' all in you..." ••• Fate has a funny way of working, though this time it struck at the wrong time. Two people who were very much in love bump into each other. The only problem was, they weren't in love with one another but with other people. Or so they thought. Started 11.17.17 || Ended 10.20.18 Copyright 2017 | ILLUMlNATE

"Your blush is so fucking adorable." His eyes search mine, looking for something. "But I know you don't feel the same, and oh my god. You don't know how hard it is to force myself not to kiss you. "Can I kiss you? M-may I kiss you, I mean?" He moves his hand to rest on my cheek. His tongue swipes across his bottom lip. Taking a moment to gather my thoughts, I stare at him. Stare at his gorgeous hazel eyes and shining smile. Why wouldn't I want to kiss him? The real question here is; why does he want to kiss me? Cover made by @PerfectlyWhy (thank you <3) Text on it added by me

Book #1 in "The Tutor" trilogy. - "Helaina, you're failing physics." Mrs. Hernandez says to me. Suddenly, the whole world starts spinning. I grab onto her desk for support, trying to calm down the best I can, but it's useless. My entire world feels as though it's falling apart before my very eyes. "I don't understand how this is possible, I-" I stutter, trying to make sense of the situation. Mrs. Hernandez cuts me off, her eyes clearly showing sympathy towards me for the situation. "Don't worry, I know you've been trying your best to avoid this and get your grade up, so I've decided to ask the person with the highest grade in the class to tutor you for an hour or two after school every day until your grades get back up." she explains, and I instantly feel slightly better. I nod, beginning to catch my breath. "Thank you so much Mrs. Hernandez, I promise I'll work as hard as possible. You won't regret this." I say, and she nods. Just as I'm about to leave the door, I turn around and ask her, "If you don't mind me asking, who's my tutor going to be?" "Shawn Mendes." she says, and just like that, the room starts spinning again and the memories of Friday night come rushing back. - COMPLETED December 15, 2017 This book contains explicit material.

He was so fragile, like the flowers his mother used to plant in his back garden, the ones cherry red that wilted too fast. Shawn was the cherry red flower, it was when he laid in my lap, our fingers intertwined and my arms around him, that I knew he would wilt too fast. © weepies. All rights reserved. [[TRIGGER WARNING]]

"Maggie?" he spoke over the other students. "Yes, Mr. Mendes?" "I'm going to have to ask you to stay after class." - Highest ranking: #1 in Shawn Mendes I wrote this when I was a teenager so please forgive everything that's wrong with it lmao. I would also like to throw in a disclaimer that I don't promote/condone student-teacher relationships, it's simply just a plot line that I thought would be interesting to write. Happy reading!