Alex Gaskarth was a hot fucking mess when his girlfriend, Sammy, left him. His bandmates tried anything and everything they could think of to pull him out of his deep, depressing mood to no avail. Finally, his best friend Jack came up with an idea: Why not hire a new girlfriend, just to get Alex back on his feet? Enter The Hustler, the epitome of Alex's perfect girlfriend, who is only given one rule: Never, ever tell anyone she's paid.

✘ [first book in the series.] the one where cute and innocent vic fuentes follows the advice of his best friend jenna, and writes a love note to the gregarious, pretty faced moron, kellin quinn. ❝i placed my ice cream tub back on the table, before curling up into a ball on top of one of my fluffy, monumental pillows. i hugged it, like my life depended on it, my chest heaving in sobs, all because of one boy.❞ © tesfuen ✧ fuentabulous

One minute - that's all it takes for me to fall in love with the dusty blonde haired stranger and for Alex to be certain with the identity of his next victim - me. And there I was; drugged, tied to a mattress, raped, attacked and yet I felt guilty. It was my fault Alex was like this. I wasn't complying. I'd messed up his life and I need to feel sorry for him; he knows what's right and that's that I deserve this. I deserve this all.

It all began with a kiss, with Alex, my best friend, my band mate, which got me thinking, am I gay? The audience was yelling now. "Do it! Do it! Do it! Do it!" They chanted. I blinked, confused. "What?" Alex asked a fan. "Okay" he murmured and made his way over to me. I raised at eyebrow but he didn't say anything. He grabbed my face and softly pecked me on the lips. Dumbfounded I just stood there. "Alright!" Alex picked up the mic skillfully. "This ones called weightless. Hit it!" The drums kicked in and I played as alex pranced around on stage. After that show, fans ordered us to kiss at every venue we performed at. Became a regular thing I guess. I just wished the kisses would last longer... So I admit. I, Jack Barakat, have a crush on my best friend and fellow bandmate, Alex Gaskarth.

Kellin Quinn is a new student in a boarding school, his eyes set on his attractive english teacher Vic Fuentes.

Austlan Cashby had always existed. Both Alan and Austin knew it. Everyone knew it. And being cramped on a bus all summer for Warped Tour can cause frustration throughout the band, and maybe a few bottled up feelings too.