"Do you know why I dye my hair?" He asks me. "Why?" I'm still confused, but go along. He scoots closer. "I always thought of my life simply. Like black and white, no happiness, no color. So I like dyeing it." "Everythings better in color, right?" ✂-------------------------------------------------- A story in which two people are in desperate need of color in their life. Short Story #246 / Fanfiction #758 September 7th

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...

~12:03 am~ To: "sex god" Mikey i wish we could meet. ~12:07 am~ From: "sex god" Mikey one day, we will. Sequel: Connected

"Don't sit next to me." "Why not?" "I'm ugly." "Nice to meet you ugly, I'm blind."

"You fixed me, Riley" Michael said, green eyes sparkling in the moonlight "I need this. I need you. Forget everyone else. Be mine tonight"

in which a girl thought that she was going to have to live the rest of her life as another face in a sea of fans.

All Racc x female reader. Maybe I'll do the misfits as well depending on how this goes If you have requests hmu. Smut is allowed in the requests I'll try my best to write it since I barely write it lol Let me know if you have any feed back. it's my first real bookish thing I try to take seriously. I did write before but just for myself and never really asked feedback lol #1- Ezra as of 24-07-2019

Just some imagines and one shots for the handsome curly-headed boy that a lot seemed to fall in love with. (P.S Ezra owns my whole heart but don't tell him or he'll legally take my heart k?)

"do i seriously have to walk to the mailbox shirtless every morning just to get your attention?" {lophie} {warning; slight smut, sexual content, you get it} ©loudluke

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.