"Show me your scars again." He asked me. "But.......why?" I asked quizzically. "I want to see how many times you needed me and I wasn't there "he said a tear rolling down his cheek.

Amelia Hemmings. Sister to one of the most popular boys in school, except no one knows that they are brother and sister. Lia uses her mum's maiden name at school, Lia Carter. She suffers from bullying, and one of those bullies are her own brother, Luke. Dragged into it by his friend Ashton, Luke would always beat Lia up or call her names. But when Luke finds out Lias been cutting, hell breaks loose. Ashton taunts Luke, telling him hes gone soft, but when their secret comes out Lia can't handle it, will Ashton be there to save the day or will her life end in a matter of seconds? Highest rank: #40 on Luke Hemmings

It's been Three months since Lia went into the coma. Everyone's coping until things start falling apart. Things between Luke and Ashton get mixed up and Luke thinks Ashtons working with Andrew, Andrew doesn't get found but still pops up in the boys life, and when Ashton gets arrested the day Lia wakes up hell breaks loose. Sequel to Bully Brother

Danielle Evins struggles with severe depression and with depression comes anxiety. She lives her life in darkness, fear, and constant pain. Danielle goes to sleep, not wanting to face the world once again. Every day is a new day for everyone else, but for Danielle a new day for her is a new battle. One day, Danielle decides to go for a walk far from her home until she stumbles upon thousands of people crowded around a building. Danielle is clueless as of why the people are there, but there is where she meets Luke Hemmings. The boy who somehow made her feel something other than numbness. The boy who gave her a sense of happiness and joy when no one else could. Will Luke uncover her hidden secrets? Will Luke show Danielle how to live again? Could Danielle do the same for Luke? That's for you to find out. (This novel contains mental illnesses, self-harm, and possible suicide). - Written in 2014

In which those jerks whom they used to idolize move next door. || © 2013-2014 beautylieswithinu || fanfiction #105 7·19·15

BOOK 1 Jess is a 15 year old who isn't the smartest person in the world at school, and she needs a tutor and she needs one now. BEING RE-WRITTEN SO IT ISN'T GOOD RIGHT NOW, GIVE ME A WHILE!! thanks to @acidclxfford for making the cover, follow her on twitter!

❝ you're the only boy who's ever made me forget about all the bad, you're my distraction ❞ © hemmkinks **warning: deals with depression/self harm/suicide throughout much of the story, don't read if this is a triggering subject for you.

❝Every time I ran, I ran to you. I meant it every time I said I loved you.❞

*y'all DON'T READ THIS. i wrote this at thirteen. you've been warned.* "Harry, it's been rumored that if you have a daughter you would name her Darcy. Any particular reason why?" The interviewer asked. I gulped and glanced down at my feet, not wanting to talk about the girl that I had lost. "Um, yeah, actually." I admitted. "I used to be friends with a girl named Darcy... but she was kidnapped and never found again. I think that I'd like to name my daughter Darcy in her memory." My heart started to ache as I remembered Darcy Monroe and knew that I would never see her again. Or so I thought. © Copyright 2013. All rights reserved. This material may not be reproduced, displayed, modified or distributed without the express prior written permission of the copyright holder. For permission, contact _HakunaMatata_ on Wattpad.com

[✓] ∥ "Cloe." "Cloe?" "Yes, Cloe." "...As in Lorena Cloe?" "How many Cloes do we know?" The taller of the two college boys looked across the bar, at the brunette who was sitting at a table in the corner. She was drinking Coke and talking to her friend, which he recently realized is a routine of hers. He knew her well; from the hallways, as well as class. He knew she spent days with her head in a book, or talking to the same group of people. There was nothing really special about her, nor did she catch anyone's eye for longer than five seconds. It confused him how she seemed to like it that way. He also knew that she was not just hard to get, but nearly impossible to. For someone as confident as him, he doubted himself quite a bit when it came to her. Nevertheless, he turned to his friend, a relaxed and casual look on his face, making him seem almost bored. "Deal." - Watty Awards 2013 Winner - Copyright © 2013 by funkystyles