A LONG-WAITED SEQUEL yall ain't ready

What would happen if you met your idol?

Sequel to "I'll Kiss Your Lips Again" I'm back bitches and I'm better than ever. The story isn't over yet, not even close. This book starts right after the end of the first book. They have just managed to escape the house they have grown to love together and are being forced to fight for their precious lives. The only have one shot to save themselves, and the entirety of the world they're living in.

This is a story i came up with in my head thats all i got to say i suck at descriptions but i promis its a good story I'm currently coming back to edit any mistakes and stuff

Isabel meets a boy at University who she's instantly attracted to. But he seems to have other ideas...

"I knew it the second I laid my eyes on him. The way he chewed his gum in such a nonchalant way, with lips smacking like he wanted to wake the dead. He had dirty hair falling vulgarly against the side of his face and he stank like dry gin and old cigarettes. He was everything I wasn't. He was loud and messy, I was quiet and tidy. He was impulsive and unmerciful, I was hesitant and forgiving. He liked to bleed but I wanted to heal. He loved the sin, but I was pure. Well, at least I thought I was..." *Inspired from real events but completely fictional. TW / Contains drug/alcohol use, violence, sexual content and curse words.

What the title says #1 in Frankiero 21/10/19

[sequel to wrong number! read that first] [lowercase intended] frnk🔪: ur the light of my life gee🙀: that was cheesy frnk🔪: well damn gerard sorry for trying to express my feelings ... in which frank is angry and gerard is sad, and that is because they are both mad.

[this fic is very very old! i am actually rewriting it right now!! go to my page to check it out :)!] (Well actually it's kik fic but this title seemed to work better.) - Frnk: hey Frnk: hey its me Frank Gee : I don't know any Franks Frnk: whoops sorry Frnk: wrong number then Frnk: or like kik username thing Frnk: well sorry for interrupting your shit bye [This fic is trigger free! No depression, suicide, eating disorders, or anything of the sort]

Y/N L/N and Gerard Way, both lead singers of My Chemical Romance, have an.. interesting.. relationship, to say the least. Everyone thinks they hate each other, but how do they really feel?