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Remember to Forget by _smilelikeniall
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"Why do you like the rain so much?" "It reminds me that I'm still alive." (Luke Hemmings Fanfiction) Copyright to Ashley Royer. All things written by Ashley Royer unless otherwise stated. Not affiliated with 5 Seconds of Summer or any other characters mentioned. THIS IS NOT THE FULL BOOK. The full book is published with changed names and can be bought wherever books are sold. AVAILABLE NOW WHEREVER BOOKS ARE SOLD. The published version has added chapters and everything has been edited.
Bully by JodiiGracee
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Abused. Neglected. Alone. Aaron Byker can't escape the pain his father tortures him with every waking hour, and takes his anger out on those around him at school. He's the school bully, the one person that everyone despises and avoids unless they want to be beaten up. But what happens when Byker meets someone who isn't intimidated by him or anything he does? Can this person turn his warped world upside down? WARNING: contains violence!
Blinded by the Light by pushbikeash
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here's another reed fanfic. i hope you all like it :)
Dark Side - A Reed Deming Fan Fiction by xskyrosesx
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Reed Deming. When the name comes to mind, I only think of pure innocence. Unlike everyone else in my grade, he hadn't been corrupted by the nasty world that lies before him. He knew what was around him of course, he just chose not to act the same as everyone else did. Because of his failure to conform to the norm, he was teased a lot. Reed was called names such as "faggot" and "Saint Reedy" by our classmates. I, on the other hand, was one of the "bad girls" in my grade. I was the girl that no one messed with, unless they were asking for a bloody nose. My name is Katrina Frair, but most people call me Kat. I was in the 11th grade when my entire life spiraled out of control. Not that it was perfect before, actually, it was a literal living hell, but in grade 11, things got bad, and the person that I viewed as an innocent little nobody was the cause.
It's Hard to Hate You by sayrahhhhh
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Sometimes hating someone is hard.