❝In which a celebrity dials a random number in hope of finding one last thing to make him smile before he commits suicide at the end of the month.❞ "I'm going to commit suicide in one months time." "I think you have the wrong number." "It can't be the wrong number Princess. I picked a random number from the catalog." "Why on earth would you do that?" "Because you, sweetheart, are now my own personal suicide helpline. Your job is to make the last month of my life worth living." ______________________

Her hand was a few centimetres away from my reach, swaying as though it wanted to be held by me. So that I could hold it still. So that I could fix the mess I so stupidly made. My hand reached out, slowly, carefully, afraid of her reaction. I knew it was too late as I watched her walk away, steps slow and hesitant, as though she was waiting for me to stop her. Why would she want me to stop her? She made it clear yesterday, I thought to myself. I watched as she opened the door, the eyes I fell in love with gazing into mine, one last time. I watched as she left the house we first met at. Taking my heart with her. It was as if she came here for a sole purpose. For a robbery. To steal my heart. I wondered if she'd ever give it back.

Rumours spread fast they get twisted and turned and someone always get hurt, as Chloe an ordinary girl is about to find out............. Chloe is a typical teenager who fall in love with any boys she sees. But one day she ends up in detention with bad boy jaiden which leads to heartbreaking events cheaters, uncontrollable rumours and love triangles. What could possibly happen next? Will Chloe ever find love?❤