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The Babysitter | c.h.

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"So that's just it then, isn't it?" He sighs, slouching back into the couch. 

She stares off into space as she absentmindedly bites her lip, "Pretty much." 

"Hey! Look on the bright side. McDonald's is always hiring." 

A story in which a rising senior loses her high paying babysitting job to her new neighbor. Will she have to wave college goodbye? Or will the odds be in her favor?All Rights Reserved

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Write about me by 5sos-1dgurl

"I saw you last night, at Starbucks, I don't think you saw me though, you looked pretty concentrated on what you were writing." I started giggling and hid my face in my hands. "What?" "I was thinking of a name to use for one of the main characters in my story I'm writing and I heard the barista call your name and I thought it was such a beautiful name so I used it." He looked so touched. "You're writing a story about me?" His hand was over his heart. "That is the most heartwarming thing I've ever heard." "Well, It's not really about you... just your name." His smile fell from his face. "Well, why don't you just write about me then?" "I don't know you though." He leaned in closer. "Isn't that what writers do? They make things up." He put his arm around the back of the couch; his fingers lightly touched my shoulder and I felt myself blush again. "I guess, ya." "Good. Then it's settled. You're going to write about me." He said with that breath taking smile.

cold coffee - clifford by supernaturalmike

Voicemail, yet again. Taking a deep breath, I start the message. "Hey, I've called you again. This is the last one, I swear. Remember when we would chat forever and ever? We would always drink hot coffee together and talk about our pointless day. It was a daily thing, until you found someone else to occupy your time. I wasn't needed anymore, so you cast me out. I'm in our place, same spot. When you decide to meet me again, I'll be here. I won't talk to you. All that I will spare you is a small glance and some cold coffee." Ending the voicemail, I collapse back into the chair and wait for the response that will never come. cover by @xHemmingsHugsx

jealousy || L.H by YouKnowWhatNope

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It's Just A Cafe || Luke Hemmings by retweettommo

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Youngblood by misshx24

When I face him again, Ashton is smiling. He leans back slowly in his seat, resting his folded hands on his stomach. "This is gonna be fun." I narrow my eyes at him. "What's gonna be fun?" "Winning you over." I have to bite back the vomit that fights to exit through my mouth. "Excuse me?" "It's a challenge now." "Nobody challenged you to anything." "I have challenged myself." "Well, that sounds like a personal problem." I grit my teeth. "I am not your challenge." Ashton just smiles at me. "We'll see about that." Disclaimer: -This story is a work of fiction. Some people are real, but situations are entirely mine and made up. -I took a little bit of liberty as far as how situations that might have happened unfold. I did tons of research, but the plot calls for some changes. Hope you don't mind! -Mature for frequent swearing and sexual themes -**Trigger warning** there is a later chapter that deals with mature themes (sexual assault). If you feel the need, please skip the chapter, which will have an additional warning at the top of it. Cover art credit: picture found on Google, but the "Youngblood" logo is property of 5 Seconds of Summer

Chasing Time by Winchester-hemmings

After a tragic change in her life, she's gotta find a place where she belongs. Her group of friends try to help her, but one tries more then the others. He might care more then she thinks. Can he help her before something worse happens?

The Brightest Star - Luke Hemmings by myteenagedirtbags

She looked up to meet Luke's blue eyes; he looked cute and innocent. She felt a strange urge to ruin him. "Why do you keep looking at me like that?" she asked suddenly. "Like what?" Luke said, a little nervous. "Like you're scared of me" she let out a little laugh. "Sorry...I just find you a bit...intimidating" Luke said, looking down at his hands, which rested on his lap. "And why's that?" she asked, raising an eyebrow at him, biting her lower lip. "Because you're beautiful."

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He was her teacher; She was his student. He wanted her; She wanted him. It shouldn't be complicated. But nothing's ever that easy. *contains mature content; read at your own risk

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Write about me

"I saw you last night, at Starbucks, I don't think you saw me though, you looked pretty concentrated on what you were writing." I started giggling and hid my face in my hands. "What?" "I was thinking of a name to use for one of the main characters in my story I'm writing and I heard the barista call your name and I thought it was such a beautiful name so I used it." He looked so touched. "You're writing a story about me?" His hand was over his heart. "That is the most heartwarming thing I've ever heard." "Well, It's not really about you... just your name." His smile fell from his face. "Well, why don't you just write about me then?" "I don't know you though." He leaned in closer. "Isn't that what writers do? They make things up." He put his arm around the back of the couch; his fingers lightly touched my shoulder and I felt myself blush again. "I guess, ya." "Good. Then it's settled. You're going to write about me." He said with that breath taking smile.