tate was the kind of girl who wrote fanfiction. she had long blonde hair that reached her waist and it always got tangled up in her thick rimmed glasses. luke was well you know, luke. tate wrote stories, thousands of them. every single one about, five seconds of summer. one day, luke comes across her stories. he reads every single one, loving how she uses Australian slang, even though she's american. he felt like he could feel her emotions through every word. but when he reaches out to her, will she accept or take the risk of a lifetime; turning him down.