"What, are you like an axe murder or something?", luke chuckled. I just laughed too, because he had no fucking clue. #207 in fanfiction ::: 9/25/15 [ lowercase intended ] cover by bbg @arcticpeters copyright; brighteyedirwin

"because I have a L on my wrist, I think it's you."

When Rose swings open her door and lets a stranger fall into her apartment, she doesn't think her life would be any different. After helping the lanky Brit, she gets pulled into things she'd rather not be involved in.

"well, that's the thing - anyone who see's him dies." {credits to @pokemuke for the story idea and amazing cover!} *lowercase intended*

"Niemand mag mich. Warum solltest du es dann tun?" "Weil du anders bist. Anders ist gut! Und du bist für mich was besonderes. Du bist meine Welt"

Michael Clifford was always known as being loud, funny, not so punk rock, creative, and just all around Michael. His life was at a great point as he was surrounded with screaming fans, music, and the best bandmates anyone could ask for. But all too soon, it starts going downhill. The fans become more like tormentors and his best friends seem to forget all about him. What happens when they push Michael too far? Michael changes. He loses the loudness, his sense of humor, his motivation, even his personality. Michael changes so much that there is only one word that anyone uses to describe him anymore. Quiet. And who could be the one to change that? Luke Hemmings.

"i don't think you know what you are doing to me." highest rankings: short story #100, fanfiction #220 ©mxxndust