histórias de Theride

Veronica Martin is a 19-year-old college student who drops everything and moves to a small town after her parent's sudden death. it's unclear what veronicas future predicts but after she meets bad boy and star bull rider Travis stone her plans only seem more unclear.

I'm her pacifier...

William a 13 year old ran away from his house. He never expected his life to go so great.

When the plan of escape turns out to be a trip with her neighbour. How will the point tip so that this trip changes their lives afterwards? -A Van McCann fanfic

"And I know you feel the same way. I drive ya mad, don't I?" He asks, letting out a small chuckle. I look up at him and shake my head, denying the truth, before looking back down. "You wanna know how I know that?" A Van McCann fan-fiction

Town Between Two Who To Pick

Catfish and the Bottlemen fan-fiction, with the intention of breaking Van stan's hearts, but also building them up when they see van happy :)

A collection of lyrics I've written over the past year. It flows through everything from love found, love lost, good times, bad times, and everything in between.

You move in with Larry and Van after years of dog sitting and house sitting when they were away on tour. Things were going really well, you and Van begin to fall for each other until one morning where he messes it all up. Well so you think..... (This is my first fic on here so bare with. It's very long and I used to post them on my fan account on insta but thought it would be better to publish them on here. I've got loads more in my notes I'm going to post- but let me know if anyone has any requests for Catfish fics. I know there's nothing better then reading something that you have imagined for a while so let me know!)

Jhene Aiko and Donald Glover (childish gambino) story

The rise of Alt-Rock band Catfish and the Bottlemen brings with it recognition, fame, and compromise. Lead singer and founding member Van McCann has learned to balance all three of these over the course of the band's ride to fame, but there's one thing he's never gotten used to; loneliness. During a tour of the states and the writing and recording process of the band's fourth studio album, Van finds himself caught in a situation involving the girl he could never have, and her addiction to the toxic things in her life.

Kenny is an outstanding athlete who is rank the #1 small forward of Detroit who lost both parents. Kenny has allot on his mind as his senior is almost over with, he's thinking about his full ride scholarship to school along with the ride that would change his life.

Essa é uma estória sobre um reencontro em uma cidade familiar, contada sob o ponto de vista do rapaz. É sobre tentar consertar um erro. Sobre rever amigos. Sobre se apaixonar de novo. Pela mesma pessoa e por Glasgow. "Oh, before you know we'll be falling in drunk and I'll be letting you know..." (c) Todos os direitos reservados à autora.

A VAN MCCANN FANFICTION Time seemed to stop. I don't know how long I sat there and how long everyone else was also grieving, but someone eventually speaks up. "Radio is dead... we're going to be here a while," the voice says. I look up and see one of those boys who was sitting near me. He has dirty blond hair, and even from far away I can see how blue his eyes are.

// Songfic inspirada na canção "Twice" de Catfish and the Bottlemen Por duas vezes, ele a colocou para baixo. Mas essa é a última vez. Ela está cansada dele de sacanagem o tempo inteiro, afinal, quando um relacionamento é fadado ao fracasso, não há amor que o salve.

You could say I'm not aloud to talk about ur but it's more of I don't want to. Having 99 problems, and one of them being a decaying organism that is born to die in a society run by money that I can't escape is only one. Born to die sooner than later. My tragic love story of how I died, but also how I lived up until that date is right here in this story. How it was amazing and heart breaking but exciting and boring. All the things a high school student loved and treasured. This is my story.

//You leave my party with your left-handed cigarette And you look awful cold I'd love to hate you but your smell's still on my jeans I'm standing in this wreck cause of your smile You leave my body, yeah, you leave my body I love your voice but I hate when you speak//