"There was a boy I knew once who always walked on his tiptoes and wrote in broken cursive. Something beautiful about him, like the way he hummed to himself when he was bored or created fantasies about the randomest of things and laughed about it later on. I loved that and I loved him."

A story where Michael is Mute and Calum is determined to make him talk again. Note: these will be very short chapters. The sequel to this is called Chatterbox. 2015 // created by 5Secondsof1D_2B1; all rights reserved

Calum moved to New York after high school to gain experience as a tattoo artist. It was his hope to return home and open a shop in Sydney. However, life has a way of interrupting even the best thought out plans and Calum found himself still in New York at age 25 with a son and a job as an artist at a shop owned by one of his best friends. His heart had been broken and he told himself - and his friends - time and time again that the last thing he needed to worry about was finding a girlfriend. However, despite the turmoil in his life, he finds himself drawn to the girl with rose tattoo. (Updates on Mondays or Tuesdays; check back at the beginning of the week for new content!) Highest Rankings: #1 in 'tattooartist' 3/5/20 #1 in '5sosau' 3/6/20

They said I was just a fangirl. That my "love" for this band, and in particularly, Michael Clifford, was all a phase in my life. Some stupid "crush" I'll get over within a few months. Well, it's been more than a year, so why can't I stop loving him to death? Because trust me, I tried...

"Well, Miss Alice, Haven't you ever heard of Jack the Ripper?"

calum and ashton are neighbors. who secretly have a sexually relationship. no one at school knows until one of them start to catch a serious bug called 'feelings' fem!cal bottom!cal top!ashton

❝ if you're watching this, then i'm already dead.❞ story edited by @redbren all rights reserved. copyright © 2014 | Eva

In which a fan introduces Ashton Irwin to the world of fanfiction. © 2014 webby | bonnaroo

Sneaking glances in the hallway shouldn't have been difficult but every time she saw him, she felt as if her world was crumbling at her feet.

"you saved me" "how?" "from my nightmares, you're like a dream catcher." subwaylrh | 2015.