✩"I want you to run away with me."✩

☡WARNING PLEASE READ ☡ Before we get into this story I just want you guys to know (if anyone ever even reads it😂) that this story contains some smut and multiple suicide/self harm attempts. Now, you may continue because I have no idea how to explain this stupid dramatic story 💀. Have fun!

one night when a depressed zach runs away and leaves no sign as to where he is his crush jack looks everywhere trying to find clues. Zach's ran away a couple of times before and he's always left clues. Will this trip of a life time change how jack feels about zach? Or will it make jack think zach is an attention seeking baby? What if zach doesn't want to be found?

Zach knows he's gay and he has a crush on one of his band mates and read to find out what happens next

A story in which the new girl accidentally sends nudes to her crush.... - OBVIOUSLY SMUT Ranks #12 in #zion ; july 27, 2018

Sequel of NUDES | zion kuwonu A story in which a girl and her fellow lover come face to face with each other again. Ranks #112 in #pm ; july 27, 2018

Zach has been mute almost his entire life, never has said a word and has always been the new kid. This all changes when he meets 4 young boys, one in particular, who changed his life forever.

Jack had disappeared over a year ago, hearing that he had died from the plane crash. But the band members opinion change when they see a certain boy who they know and love in the streets of London, England. The only difference is that he has no clue of his past. Can the boys help him remember? First Book: Noodle Boy Started: February 12, 2018 Ended: August 23, 2019 Highest Rank: #680 in Fanfiction 5/8/18 "Your writing is like a drug... it's amazing..." - HamiltonWDW

"Someone told me good things don't last forever." I didn't believe him. Until it happened to me. Now he ruined my life, but he didn't mean it. Sequel to I Hate My Life.

It was all too much. Everything. It was all out to get me, it was all too much. My family is going to hate me. My friends are going to hate me. The entire fucking world is going to hate me. He is going to hate me. I sat on the cold tile floor, a pool of blood dripping from my wrists. Today was probably the worst it's ever been; because of him. I love him, and that's just the issue. He is a him. He likes girls, the beautiful modelesque Los Angeles girls. Not me. Not his best friend, the one he can always confide in. Not the one who he relies on. Not the one who has always been there, through heartbreak or sickness. Not the one who has traveled the globe beside him and the rest of the band. Not the one who is secretly gay and loves him, who he will never love back. All I'll ever be is the best friend. The one who is too afraid to come out. Who cuts because of it. The one who doesn't have the strength to say three simple words of "I love you". Until I gather the courage to say those words, which may never happen, the physical pain will suffice as an alternate of the emotional. I deserve to be punished or even put to death. I'm a coward and I'm weak. I live a good life, an amazing one even, yet I will never have the strength everyone else has. I just need strength. I just need him.