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Red Lips & Brown Eyes // Jack Barakat

RecklessMartinez

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Reads 49,162
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Parts 28
Time 5h 45m

RecklessMartinez

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Her two prominent features were her big brown eyes and bright red lips. She was collected, for the most part. But when she confesses and admits her true feelings, the entire world around her quickly crumbles down. When it seems like she has everything, Melissa feels like she has nothing, no one. Will a lanky guitarist be able to save her from falling deeper in the whole, or will he realize that he is the true and main source of all her pain?    Sadly, I don't own Jack Barakat or any All Time Low members, including Blink-182 and any other real band in this story. But the idea remains mine, I own it. ;-; Well, co-own it with @SelfishMachiness because that fegt gave me this idea long ago. Amazing ass cover done by Riot the Turd @RazorbladekissesxAll Rights Reserved

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Forget About It {Jalex Fanfic} by jstadrtyhdlm

Jack Barakat of All Time Low gets into a fight with his long time boyfriend, which ends in him being kicked out of their apartment and needing a place to go. Jack calls his band mate and best friend in the world, Alex Gaskarth, he'd be sure to help him out. But it just so happens Alex is the boy Jack has been thinking about for as long as he could remember. How is this gonna play out? Will Jack pursue his feelings now that he's got the chance? Or will he be decent and leave Alex alone because he has a girlfriend? Warning: There may be smut, I'm not sure yet. We'll see if the need arises. Also there will be cuss words and sexual conversations so be prepared for that stuff.

How to save a Life (Jalex) by Maybejustme2

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 :)

Teenagers by BandsNVans

Taylor York? Who hasn't heard of that name? Hayley Williams sure hasn't. She wasn't planning on being involved with this kid at all. After all, they got off on the wrong foot. But somehow, Taylor is always there. No matter how hard Hayley Williams tries to forget and get away, they always find their way back to each other, even if it's not intentional. Call it fate, call it stalking, but coincidence? I think not. (This story will be told in Hayley's, Taylor's, Jeremy's, and sometimes 3rd person POV's) I'm not good at these but the book is better promise <3

KING FOR A DAY - VIC FUENTES by brendonuriesgal

"and i ask myself, why do i still pray? will it ever end? and who fucking cares' Kara lived in a dumpy apartment building in the worst part of town. there were always shootings and crime and death and all the worst. Vic always dreamed about being rich. his parents couldn't afford anything for him growing up. he never had it all. he worked at a bank that payed him little and had an awful boss. that's when he got an idea... what if he robbed the bank? and what if kara helped?

Homewreckers || Merrikat by criticallymerrick

Completed June 12, 2016 DISCLAIMER: This is a fanfiction. The only thing real in this fic are the characters. The scenarios in this book most likely won't ever happen in real life. Also, the first half of this book is...really cringeworthy so I'm warning you in advance. - Senior year has just started. Zack got this. He was going to ask out his best friend, Jack Barakat. This should go as planned...not necessarily. The new kid, Alex Gaskarth, comes in and takes Jack away from him. Then before you know it, they're going out. That's a good thing! Zack's best friend, since forever, has finally found someone, right? Not in Zack's head. He knew Alex wasn't the one for him. And he would do anything to make sure that Jack is in his arms at the end of the day. - -There's not enough to merrikat on here so here's this lmao -also the story is in Zack's POV unless I say otherwise

all time low (2012-2013) by tonyperrysgirlfriend

BOOK 2 ~ a sequel to all time low (2002-2004) , on my profile! i highly recommended reading book one before reading book 2 ^^ . "do you love her?" i ask him as i look at my shoes. "she's alright" he says. "there's a difference, i said do you love her" i say. "well i like her shes fine i guess, love is a strong word for someone i just met on tour" he says. "and yet you left the girl you've loved since you were 15 for her" i say while nodding my head. "i'm-" he gets cut off by the speakers calling for our flight. i leave him and i pick up my carry on as we walk down the final security check up, he said nothing, he stayed silent, if for him time is what makes you madly in love with a person, then clearly 10 years with a girl that you've known since you were a damn child weren't enough to make you stay. and as i'm walking down the tunnel for my flight, kellin calls me and jack bats an eye to my phone. "whos that?" he asks me. "fucking kellin" i pick up. "where the fuck are you! ive called you like 5 times!" he yells. "dont yell at me, secondly i'm going back home" i say as i fix my carry on bag. "h- home? what home? back to jack's?" he asks. "maybe" i say. . a peak into the wild life of being in the rock industry, it's drama and how difficult is it to be on a touring band, danielle quinn is torn between her lead guitarist jack barakat and kellin quinn of sleeping with sirens.

We All Fall Down. (Jack Barakat of All Time Low) by StoryOfALonelyJane

I wrote this a long time ago, when I was 14/15, a time when self harm was something that seemed to just be everywhere in my life. I apologise to anyone who read this before I put this notice here, but I'm pretty sure in every chapter there is some sort of mention of mental illness/self harm. I know I could just take the story down, but it was one of the first ever stories I wrote that I liked and completed, and although I admit now it's not great, it shows progress. And progress is everything. Baby steps. Sorry again. This is an official TRIGGER WARNING. Emma is depressed. She's just been dumped and is being bullied. Can Jack save her or will she break his heart? I own everything in this story apart from lyrics used and bands mentioned, the storyline is my own and I'd appreciate it if you didn't take it or any element of my writing.

Don't You Ever Let Me Go. (Jalex) by PierceTheVeilsSirens

On the first day of 8th grade Jack Barakat notices the new kid, soon to be known as no other than Alex Gaskarth. By just one glance at him from the crowded school hallway, Jack has come to the conclusion that he hates him already. Alex just moved to Baltimore and he already has all the popular kids wrapped around his little finger. How he managed to climb to the top of the popularity list is beyond Jack's knowing. All Jack know's is that he can't wait to be far away from the school, from the popular kids, and farther away from Alex as possible. But what happens when a thought gets planted in Jack's lonely mind? When Jack starts to question things, question himself even, things take an unexpected turn. Did he really want to be far away from Alex? His mind said yes, but his heart says other wise. Everyone always tells you to listen to your heart, but people who are wiser than him-insert sarcastic laugh here- like his mother, his teachers, ect. yells at him, "Use your goddamn brain Jack!" So now the skunk color haired boy has to make a decision. Should he take a chance with his thoughts, or should he just forget them and be left to wonder the ultimate question. "What could have been?" "FUCK OFF LEAVE ME ALONE!" Jack yelled, pulling at his hair, remaining in the corner. **I DO NOT OWN ALL TIME LOW, EVEN THOUGH I WISH I DID. I DON'T OWN THEIR SONGS, BLAH BLAH BLAH, THIS IS ALL FOR ENTERTAINMENT PURPOSES ONLY, BLAH, THIS IS JALEX.** Sequel, You're All I Know, is added at the end of this story.

Symphony of Serendipity by MilkyWayIsOurs

Under the shadow of a towering cityscape, the world was awash in the golden hues of a dying day. Jack Barakat, lead guitarist of the renowned band All Time Low, stood on the rooftop of a high-rise building, his fingers idly strumming his guitar. The melodies he conjured were woven with the bittersweet threads of his heart, a testament to the ceaseless search for something more. Mary Armstrong, a spirited artist with a soul as vibrant as the canvases she painted, wandered the city below. Her days were spent bringing color to the gray monotony of urban life, her passion for art burning brightly against the dull backdrop. Fate, with its unpredictable hand, guided her steps that evening. As the sun dipped below the horizon, casting the city in a deep blue twilight, Jack's gaze fell upon the street below. There, amidst the ebb and flow of people, he saw her. She was a burst of color in a monochrome world, her laughter a melody that pierced through the noise. His music faltered for a moment, the notes hanging in the air as if unsure whether to proceed. Drawn by an invisible thread, their paths converged in the heart of the city. The spark that ignited between them was immediate, a recognition of kindred spirits lost in a bustling metropolis. For Jack, whose life was a whirlwind of tours and fleeting moments, and Mary, whose heart longed for a connection as deep as her art, it was the beginning of something extraordinary. This is the story of Jack Barakat and Mary Armstrong, two souls destined to find each other amidst the chaos, where music and art intertwined, creating a symphony of love.

Just The Way I'm Not by hannahsworld

In greek Calista means most beautiful. Not many other people see her this way, especially not in high school - she was just the rich geeky girl. Jack is inticed by her and for some unknown reason he cannot explain he wants to be her friend and he wants to help her. He gives her a makeover. He gives her a job. And they are off on Warped tour. She is in love with him but he would never feel the same way back - would he? What will happen when she starts to change, she is leaving behind her geeky self and becoming this confident woman. WIll he miss the old Callie? AN ALL TIME LOW/JACK BARAKAT FANFICTION WILL LATER INCLUDE OTHER BANDS!

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Forget About It {Jalex Fanfic}

Jack Barakat of All Time Low gets into a fight with his long time boyfriend, which ends in him being kicked out of their apartment and needing a place to go. Jack calls his band mate and best friend in the world, Alex Gaskarth, he'd be sure to help him out. But it just so happens Alex is the boy Jack has been thinking about for as long as he could remember. How is this gonna play out? Will Jack pursue his feelings now that he's got the chance? Or will he be decent and leave Alex alone because he has a girlfriend? Warning: There may be smut, I'm not sure yet. We'll see if the need arises. Also there will be cuss words and sexual conversations so be prepared for that stuff.