"There's an old voice in my head that's holding me back well tell her that I miss our little talks." . . .in which Chris Evans and Poppy Fitzgerald form a close friendship on set of Avengers: Age of Ultron, only they are too naive to admit that their feelings for each other run far deeper than that of a normal friendship. [SOCIAL MEDIA AND REAL LIFE] © savagesociety 2016 __________________ #1 in Fanfiction as of 6/25/16.

Alex Gaskarth was a hot fucking mess when his girlfriend, Sammy, left him. His bandmates tried anything and everything they could think of to pull him out of his deep, depressing mood to no avail. Finally, his best friend Jack came up with an idea: Why not hire a new girlfriend, just to get Alex back on his feet? Enter The Hustler, the epitome of Alex's perfect girlfriend, who is only given one rule: Never, ever tell anyone she's paid.

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. If the pendant hadn’t caught the light, they never would have torn each other apart. But on that day, late January, that seemingly insignificant piece of metal did break. Jack was late. Alex was forced to be early. The sun shone at the right angle. And that made all the difference.

(boyxboy) That one where the popular guy gets dared to ask out the outcast.

Hazel Reede was average. Actually, she was a little below that. She is fifteen when her family dies and leaves her broken hearted and completely alone. But it's when she's at her lowest point that she meets Alex Gaskarth, the lead singer of All Time Low. The band is taking part in a charity event where each member adopts a child, and it's no surprise to see who Alex chooses... A/N - If anyone cares, I'm going to try and rewrite this story. I know there's a lot of things wrong with it now, and hopefully they'll be fixed soon! A/N- This amazing cover that I LOVE was made by backseatgatorade! She did some more for my other stories, and if you care to you can check them out here: http://s1329.photobucket.com/user/barakarth_/media/IMG_2854_zps265ef17c.jpg.html

It all began with a kiss, with Alex, my best friend, my band mate, which got me thinking, am I gay? The audience was yelling now. "Do it! Do it! Do it! Do it!" They chanted. I blinked, confused. "What?" Alex asked a fan. "Okay" he murmured and made his way over to me. I raised at eyebrow but he didn't say anything. He grabbed my face and softly pecked me on the lips. Dumbfounded I just stood there. "Alright!" Alex picked up the mic skillfully. "This ones called weightless. Hit it!" The drums kicked in and I played as alex pranced around on stage. After that show, fans ordered us to kiss at every venue we performed at. Became a regular thing I guess. I just wished the kisses would last longer... So I admit. I, Jack Barakat, have a crush on my best friend and fellow bandmate, Alex Gaskarth.

Kellin Quinn is a new student in a boarding school ruled by reckless and rebelling Vic Fuentes. Note: Violent, trigger ending

Austlan Cashby had always existed. Both Alan and Austin knew it. Everyone knew it. And being cramped on a bus all summer for Warped Tour can cause frustration throughout the band, and maybe a few bottled up feelings too.

Kellin Quinn is a new student in a boarding school, his eyes set on his attractive english teacher Vic Fuentes.

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 his life and I need to feel sorry for him; he knows what's right and that's that I deserve this. I deserve this all.