My full name is Alexandra Andrews, but I go by Alex. Ever since I was 14, I'd always been somewhat of a rebellious child. You know, the typical black nail polish, colored hair, and punk clothing, but never anything too bad. But when I was 15, I meet Luke Hemmings, a boy who was trying to start a band and lived down the street from me. Long story, short: I fell in love with him. When I was 17, about two and a half years later, Luke left me. I was heartbroken. I turned to alcohol and drugs to help me survive. I couldn't move on. He did. His band was becoming successful and he didn't need me anymore. But I loved him more than he even knew. 2 months later, right around Christmas, I tried to commit suicide. Now I'm 19 and it's been two years since I've seen Luke.
Ashton Irwin tries to be like all other 17 year olds, but fails because people bully and judge him after coming out last year. He's suicidal and depressed until he meets a bisexual beautiful mistake named Luke Hemmings. His world spins around after his new friend (maybe even love interest) enters his life. "You saved me, for a bit, when I was about to drown, but you pulled me back to the surface. I was done but I love you. I was torn in two." ((WARNING THERES ALOT OF STRONG LANGUAGE, SELF HARM AND SEX, IF YOU DONT LIKE IT IM SORRY))