Dan and Kyle are massively in love with eachother, but there's one thing missing: their greatest wish is to become parents. Jonathan and his twin sister Elisabeth aren't that lucky. Their mother died, their dad either, and their stepfather abuses the twins. They hope for people who save them, and who will be their new parents. What will happen when Dan and Kyle meet Jonathan and Elisabeth? Are they the parents the twins are looking for? Can they save them from their step father? Or are they all doomed?

Las hermanas gemelas, aprovechándose de su parecido, suelen hacer maldades infantiles a sus amigos y allegados con tal de divertirse, sin embargo, ¿Qué ocurre cuando entre ellas se detestan y la maldad de una de ellas no tiene una pizca de inocencia? Si a la ecuación se suman dos grupos contrarios de amigos -de los cuales uno de ellos tiene las historias más siniestras como parte de su mística- y dos líderes de bando con el mismo nivel de bravuconería que de galanura, lo que en principio era mera hermandad competitiva, podría tornarse en un sinfín de dramas y tragedias.

my ghost, where'd you go? i can't find you in the body sleeping next to me.

This short story details one drunken night of madness Dan and Kyle will never forget. May or may not be Dan's inspiration for 'Torn Apart'. Sequel ~ Daniel in the Den~ out now. *Disclaimer* - I am fully aware that Dyle is not a thing and do not ship it in that way. This story is purely for entertainment, imagination and a bit of fun. As requested by my good friend B. This is for you xx

"Everything is blue His pills, his hands, his jeans And now I'm covered in the colors Pulled apart at the seams And it's blue" - "Colors" Halsey

Self explanatory.

In another universe where Bastille are actually a biological family. Based on the odd conversations of @weliveinthiswildworldd and @baadsteal on Instagram.

Dan. a quiet, confined boy. no one knows much about him at all. and no one tries to find out anything about him. Kyle. an outgoing, intrigued lad. one of the most popular in the school. everyone knows him.

"I will march down an empty street like a ship into the storm No surrender, no retreat I will tear down every wall Just to keep you warm Just to bring you home I will burn this city down for a diamond in the dust I will keep you safe and sound when there's no one left to trust Will you take my hand? We can make our stand"