BOOK 1 (book two out now!) i'm danielle quinn and i'm an emo teen in 2002, and this is how my band formed, it was a load to take in especially being a teen that struggles with mental health problems and getting bullied by the worst kind of girls ever, being a teen sucks. also im deeply in love with the guitarist of my band, jack barakat, we keep going back and fourth. jack extends a hand to me as we walk to the club, because he wants to hold hands. "oh??" we lace our fingers together. i dig through my tiny bag to find my camera, i wanted to videotape this, we were walking between a bunch of quiet houses at night, and the ally wasnt that well lit. "its recordingg!! guys im danielle and we are at a beach house for a couple of days, this is my number one boy jack" i direct the camera towards him then to our hands. "HEY WHAT ABOUT ME I THOUGHT I WAS YOUR NUMBER ONE" alex yells from behind us, i pan the camera to his direction. "i'm sorry lex, and this is alex my number two boy" i say to infuriate him. "COME ONNNN YOU HAVE BEEN BULLYING ME NONSTOP THIS TRIP" he yells and sabrina attempts to comfort him, everyone else laughs as we walk. "this is sabrina, my best girl, shes looking real hot tonight" i say and mike whistles. "this is our single alcoholic drummer and he is a ladies man, he probably has weed on him this very moment" i pan the camera to mike. "thats true, thats very true" he laughs. "and this is himeeeeeeeeeeee, my papa and our bassist, he makes some bomb ass food, m'compadre" i pan the camera to his face and he bows down "thank you thank you" i turn the camera to my face hoping its not capturing me at an ugly angle "okay guys this is it for today, we are heading to a strip bar together. "mhmmm yes bonding activityyyy" jack moans and he earns an instant smack from sabrina. "yep, bunch of horny motherfuckers" i end the video and i shove the camera back in my bag. • will we make it far to touring? will we make it out of 505?

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.

Alex has struggled with anxiety attacks for years ever since his brother passed away, but what happens when they start returning just as he begins falling for his best friend? Story title taken from All Time Low's song of the same name.

Alex Gaskarth, beloved lead singer of All Time Low, the American Pop Punk band from Baltimore. Jack Barakat, guitarist of the same band, Alex's best friend. Both of them share everything but what if one of them has enough? If he doesn't wanna live anymore and tries to kill himself? The past, the future. Everything seems hopeless to him. But can his best friend save him? Save him from falling apart and show him the bright colors of the world? Maybe even make him fall in love with him? Trailer: https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=woiMOOTT0sA&list=UULlLie8TAxikK6kLIchni0g&index=2 Important: This story contains many triggering moments, so if you're sensible with stories like this I would ask you not to read this. This story also is a gay fanfiction, so if you don't like it, don't read it :)

Just a unique roleplay between me (Draco) and @that_one_boy__ (Harry)✨ Read to find out more 🤫