Wherever it Takes Me - || Brianna || - Wattpad

Wherever it Takes Me

Reads 607
Votes 55
Parts 11
Time 59m

Reads 607
Votes 55
Parts 11
Time 59m

5sos clifford michael

I'm not sure where society was going with the whole beautiful part. I don't believe in someone being pretty and someone the opposite. See, I think we are all ugly and imperfect, and that's what makes us beautiful. 

Society has this evil way of making us believe that beauty only comes in one form. Not one of us is exactly the same so why does beauty have to be the same? 

Some of us believe we have that little spark of something gorgeous hidden in us, but society turns its head, shaking with dismay. No one pays attention unless that spark is on the outside. 

During my 18 years, I have learned that that spark keeps us all going. Some sparks are damaged while others gracefully keep going, but we all focus on it. We focus on that one thing that will either send our self confidence soaring high or crush it, sending it tumbling down.

My name is Kristin, my spark is slowly fading, and this is how one boy made it shine bright.All Rights Reserved

5sos clifford michael

Table of contents

11 parts

Sign up to add Wherever it Takes Me to your library and receive updates

or

Content Guidelines

You may also like

5SOS Adopted Me?! by NiallsPrincess326

Bella was getting to a point where she began to fear, just about, everything. Unlike most people, Bella wasn't in an orphanage simply because she had abusive parents or something, her parents had died when she was only five years old...right in front of her. Bell was a strong girl, confident and brave. Key word, was. After being adopted twice, treated badly both at the "homes" and orphanage he world twisted around. It seemed no one cares for her, she was simply alone... That was, until 5 Seconds Of Summer-a band she was extremely unfamiliar with-decides to adopt her... The boys seemed nice enough, but what would four 18-20 year olds want with a 14 year old girl...

twisted // michael clifford au by fangirlism

"Have you ever considered for like a second," I rolled my eyes at him immediately, "let me finish. Just a second, to try something your little uptight friends would disapprove of." I thought about it. "Obviously, I can't recall anything I have ever tried. Not a fair proposition." I sighed. This amnesia shit was beyond frustrating. "Even better. Think of anything. Something you've seen on a movie, read in a book, saw on MTV. Go wild." I smirked. I was going to do just that. "I don't remember ever getting high in the parking lot of a pizza place, then going inside to eat a shit ton of pizza." I smiled at the music video I still remember ogling at when I was ten, wanting desperately to be a teenager. "You got it." he started the car, and another unpredictable night began. In the midst of regaining her memory and getting her life back to where it was, everything gets twisted, to say the least- all thanks to one boy.

My Broken Bandage~~ An Ashton Irwin fan fiction by 1963021308lou

I had always thought highly of myself. I always made good grades, always the good child. Mom let me stay out past 3 because she knew that I was making "good choices". Well they used to be "good choices" till I was in my senior year of College. When you see 'Mean Girls', it is nothing compared to what I go through. I did things. Things that my mother wouldn't think would be "good choices". I then met the lovable Ashton Irwin. I looked down at his wrists... cutting scars. I looked at my wrists... fresh cuts. I looked up at his concerned face. "I guess I need to be your broken bandage." "YOU JUST HAVE TO PUSH EVERYONE AWAY FROM YOU, PRIMROSE! INCLUDING ME! IF you just were going to let dangle by a string then cut me off... you could've let me hold the scissors." I sniffed into the camera, "Goodbye world. It was nice knowing ya." I turned off the camera and looked at the pills in my hands. Goodbye Ashton. I never wanted to push you away.

Paradigm of Voices by Espoiristhere_

Why all that when you've seen reality and just keep on lying , why the change is supposed to change our way of thinking our perspective on life. Why do we experience pain to be successful or happy one day? What is that one day and when will it come. ???

Michael Clifford Imagines by Cass_Wang

***WARNING: I WAS 13-14MAKING THESES!! ANY SPELLING ERRORS I APOLOGIZE***Just some Michael Clifford imagines that I made up. If your ever feeling sad or alone and you need cheering up read this. Some are cute, and some are sweet. Just imagine Michael doing all these things to you...or what your doing to him XD

When it rains in the desert by NailahSyedd

I won't lie to you and tell you that this is a happy story because that would be a lie and I want to be real with you. This story may rip you apart and I just want to warn you if you want happily ever after then Cinderella will be in the children's section. Now that we're straight with each other let me introduce you to the characters. First of all, Jacob Mendoza (that's me) and for now that's all you need to know;) Have you ever felt like your going backwards and the rest of the world is going forwards. It's like everyone's moving and you're just stuck. I'd felt like that my whole life. That is until I met my Celia. God she was so beautiful. She was breathtaking. Her smile tasted like fireworks. Every time. I never understood how another person could make me feel like that. But if I sit here describing her I will be here all day so let's not get ahead of ourselves. I was 23 when I met my Celia, the rest of my life is irrelevant because none of it actually mattered until I met her so let's begin.

Maybe Us. (Vance Hopper x FEM! Reader) by heorri

You had been attending the same school for over 15 years, obviously because you were born in the small town in North Carolina. You were living a pretty normal life, till all of the abductions started happening in 1977. But lets go back a bit. Lets go back to the year 1976. You had been on a night shift on November 18th, 1976. There were many more people than your previous shift. Really the only people there were dropouts, druggies, drug dealers, freaks, and alcoholics. All around the ages 14-22. Everybody was pretty chill with eachother, except for a few people, but that was just the minority. You had been zoned out while staring at the clock, then suddenly heard a DING! Some kid wanted to buy some cigarettes again. You looked at him and he said "Jesus kid, you in a mental insitute or something? Snap out of it." you ringed him up after he asked you for a pack of camels, and then looked at a familiar guy playing pinball. The same blonde that got over 100,000 his last time he came. Everybody started hyping him up, so he's trying to beat 100,000. You remember the mess you had to clean up after some kid accidently knocked over a bunch of beer. You like to not think about how it ruined your favorite pair of shoes. He messed up again, and kicked the machine. You yelled out to him "That thing costs money you know." then he looked at you. His face almost looked angelic. But he had been the jerk of your highschool, so he couldn't be that angelic. He looked away and picked at his pockets. He pulled out nothing. He started walking up to you and started asking for a dime. "Come on, I feed you guys this money all the damn time. Plus you will just get it back." "Then maybe don't waste all your money on pinball. We've gained around $200 with you coming here almost everyday. Thanks for that." and then you smiled while picking up your book. He looked at you in anger, then you looked back up at him. He looked like he was in a bad mood. "Here's a dime." you said handing him a dime.

Silhouettes Of A Vanishing Duet by Angelica_Zuri

Ours was a love that unraveled before it could be woven, a story written in ink that would never dry. Ephemeral, haunting, and destined to fade before it could truly begin. We were never meant to share the same path. He was a star burning far beyond my reach, and I was the earthbound dreamer who watched him glow. Yet, by some unseen force-fate, chance, or something crueler-our worlds intertwined for a fleeting moment. From the instant I saw him, I felt the pull, the quiet inevitability of him. He was never meant to stay, and I was never meant to hold on. But knowing this did nothing to stop me. I reached for him anyway, drawn by a force I could neither name nor resist.

Colors//m.c by lousypunks

"Do you know why I dye my hair?" He asks me. "Why?" I'm still confused, but go along. He scoots closer. "I always thought of my life simply. Like black and white, no happiness, no color. So I like dyeing it." "Everythings better in color, right?" ✂-------------------------------------------------- A story in which two people are in desperate need of color in their life. Short Story #246 / Fanfiction #758 September 7th

The Art Of Our Thoughts by SalmaSaadeh

That's what's beautiful about us humans, we always aspire to be more. Δ Daily updates :) Highest ranking: #1 in Wanderers

You may also like

Slide 1 of 10

5SOS Adopted Me?! cover

twisted // michael clifford au cover

My Broken Bandage~~ An Ashton Irwin fan fiction cover

Paradigm of Voices cover

Michael Clifford Imagines cover

When it rains in the desert cover

Maybe Us. (Vance Hopper x FEM! Reader) cover

Silhouettes Of A Vanishing Duet cover

Colors//m.c cover

The Art Of Our Thoughts cover

5SOS Adopted Me?!

Bella was getting to a point where she began to fear, just about, everything. Unlike most people, Bella wasn't in an orphanage simply because she had abusive parents or something, her parents had died when she was only five years old...right in front of her. Bell was a strong girl, confident and brave. Key word, was. After being adopted twice, treated badly both at the "homes" and orphanage he world twisted around. It seemed no one cares for her, she was simply alone... That was, until 5 Seconds Of Summer-a band she was extremely unfamiliar with-decides to adopt her... The boys seemed nice enough, but what would four 18-20 year olds want with a 14 year old girl...