{sequel to Internet Friends} to: ivy my wivey ~sent at 4:35 am~ did you know that ivy leaves can be used as medicine? because i think you're the cure to my lonely heart to: CATson ~sent at 4:47~ wtf carson it's almost 5 am go to sleep and i'll see you tomorrow

"Michael I'm sorry." Reena sobbed. "I should just get out of your life. I have problems. I throw my problems at you. I became your problem." She had lost a lot. And Reena definitely wasn't the best fighter. But she had found someone that might be able to help her. Could Michael face the challenges he would have to help her overcome?

"Tell me you want me," he murmured, his mouth moving against my skin in the same sensitive spot below my ear. With the hand that was on the wall behind me, Michael cupped the back of my neck. I shivered with butterflies in my stomach. I didn't want to screw anything up, but, God, did I want him. I didn't know what to do...

PUNK meets PERFECT (Michael Clifford) ''He was working at the record shop , I would kiss him in the parking lot Tasting like cigarettes and soda pop He would tell me I was beautiful ,Sneaking in the neighbor's swimming pool Yeah, he taught me how to break the rules....'' - Brooklyn Rivera What happens with punk meets perfect?

Sarah's just a normal teenage girl who's life changes when the Micheal Clifford the hot punk rock singer who she idolises joins her school in Sydney. Will there be love between Micheal and Sarah or not.... If anyone gets confused now it's no longer a Cody Simpson fanfic it's a MIchael Clifford one sorry for confusion.

COMPLETED | "But it tears me up inside because she doesn't even know I exist."

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...

❝boys like him don't fall in love with sad girls.❞

[COMPLETED] "What frustrates you the most?" Mr. Brown asked. No one replied as he looked at the board. "Emmy." He spoke my name harshly. "My playstation doesn't work." I answered. It was the first thing popping up in my mind. Then the black-red haired guy locked eyes with me and gave a light nod. - I had no idea how much that short nod would change my sophomore year. And maybe that was good. My name is Emmy and I fell for Michael Clifford. Really hard. ~ all rights to pizzaboyluke ~

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 for the use of brief quotations in a book review.