Punkluke cerita

Once the monsters are up the stairs, you know it's too late. The voice can't change it, no matter how hard it tries.

"I hate you, you hate me, whatever. I'm not here for a fucking sob story." "Why are you here, then?" "I want my fuck buddy back."

In the suburbs of east Melbourne, Jane Edwards is finishing her final year at school to get into the university of her and her parent's dreams. A few blocks away lives the edgy, older, high school drop out, Luke Hemmings. Once they meet, its inevitable that their opposites attract. Walking their dogs and getting drunk together becomes the usual, but what is usual in their colliding worlds?

Michael is an innocent boy who loves to wear skirts, and Luke's just falling for him. FemMikey! PunkLuke!

Maddie is an mysterious girl she has no family and moved to Sydney Australia all the way from London She meets an odd blue eyed and blond haired man that has a very short temper in which Maddie gets curious Find out what she finds out about the blue eyed man.. Some parts may be triggering some may consist violence,selfharm,depression,ect..

He handed me a folded piece of paper, making direct eye contact with me for what felt like a long time. "What is this?" "A party my friends and I are throwing." He motioned around the room to the three guys who were sitting beside him. "Be there." He chuckled, playing with his lip ring.

In which a soccer star and "it" girl chances throwing away her parent's and friend's approval and predetermined future for a boy covered in tattoos with an adorable smile.

Abigail is an outcast. Luke is a bad boy reject. And they both want to change. Will they come together to overpower the system? Or will society rip them apart?

He lifted my chin, looking into my eyes. I took in a sharp breath and he smirked. © 2014 ✴ http://www.polyvore.com/where_am_going/collection?id=3964579

Those baby blue eyes of his..... I get lost in them every time. It's like I forget everything I am thinking. I know he is hiding a secret, I just don't know what it is, or how many secrets he is hiding! He is punk and I wear flower crowns. He is adventure and I am curious. He is all I've never wanted but was now desperate to get. Could I get him to open up to me? Punk!Luke •Please do copy this story. It is completely fiction• χσχσ

"What do you want?" I whispered. "You."

"You never know how strong you can be until strong is all you have left." ~ All my life I've been tormented by the same group of guys. The guys everyone knows but doesn't dare to go near, the guys that always found trouble, the ones that lived some messed up double life. The things they did to people was considered insane in other places, here, it was normal. They prayed on girls, beat up guys, made deals and sold things like they were trained by the Mafia themselves. Luke Brooks was the main offender, the leader of whatever they had, call them a gang if you will. I'll admit he was attractive, but I'd basically be like any drunk girl throwing myself at him. The more time we're forced to spend together, the more he intrigues me, and the more I want to know. Only I had no idea what I'd be getting myself into, and be doing something I promised myself I'd never do. I was giving into my childhood bully, and at this point I didn't know if it was a good or a bad thing anymore. *All Rights Reserved. This story was an original idea. ©2013 aussie_craic. Thanks for reading, don't be afraid to share, and I love you all.* **Will include mature content. The Janoskians (youtube part) never existed in this.**

"You need to get out more, make friends, have experiences, be a teenager." My mom lectured me for the fourth time today. "Mom, usually parents tell their kids to not get drunk, high, and pregnant at 16." I replied, rolling my eyes. "If that's what it takes for you to make friends." She trailed off. "You can't be serious!" I said shocked. "I was only kidding, calm down. Besides I know you wouldn't do those things." Please do not copy or steal. All rights reserved ©

(in progress) Luke was desperate. He never wanted anything more than to be able to entertain people, and sing songs that meant something while a million people sang it back to him. He found his purpose behind a microphone, and loved his band more than he ever loved anything else. That is, until his three band mates threaten him: either contribute to the band creatively, or be shut out completely from it. Now he has no where left to turn besides a shy classmate, who may or may not have been in love with him since he first moved here back in middle school.

why does loving you, hurt so much. it started off with a silly crush, for someone I can't even touch. i got so high off you, i could never land and little did i know you'd never be holding my hand.

"hey um, is this yours?" the blonde haired boy asked, holding out the prisoner of azkaban. "um y-yeah." he blushes, taking the book in his hand. "t-thank you. bye bye." the blonde haired returned the goodbye and walked off. michael opened the book and on where he bookmarked it, was blonde boys number along with a note that read "text me princess ;)"

Ashton has been drowning and he's been looking to something to hold onto. So he grabs onto Luke, but little did Ashton know; Luke had been drowning longer and was on a crash course to rock bottom.

What would you do if your life suddenly gave a drastic change? A bad change. Taking bad decisions and gathering with the wrong people. I've never asked myself this question until now, but it's too late. My life changed the day I decided to get involved with him. There's no way out, I just have to learn how to survive.

"what are these panties doing here?" ; in which michael loves wearing panties and has a bad habit of leaving them on the floor and his college roommate doesn't know that so michael lies about it secret fem! michael punk! luke college dorm mates! muke