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Bad Lights

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Reads 16,993
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Parts 49
Time 3h 34m

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~I fell asleep right there in his arms with my head upon his shoulder~All Rights Reserved

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W I T H B E N E F I T S ;J G by softl0ve

he was my best friend, my shoulder to cry on my everything. when we took that extra step in our friendship i was so happy, but it killed me to know the shoulder i cried on made me cry

such great heights // bastille by trucefully

"I am thinking it's a sign, that the freckles in our eyes are mirror images. And when we kiss they're perfectly aligned." I sang softly, nearly overpowered by the sound of my guitar. I was rusty, but all in all I didn't think it sounded too terrible. I didn't dare glance up to see what my boys thought of it. "And I have to speculate, that God himself did make us into corresponding shapes. Like puzzle pieces from the clay. And true, it may seem like a stretch. But it's thoughts like this that catch my troubled head when you're away. When I am missing you to death." I had been stoic and strong through this whole thing. I had to, I wanted to for the sake of the men I loved. They needed an anchor, and I was capable. But playing one of Dan's favorite songs now hit me so painfully hard that I was afraid I would just lose it right then and there. I got the strong sense that this would be the last time. TW: terminal illness

hit and run by itsoneam

Dear Kyle, you were my oxygen, and now I can't breath.

[[[all of my flaws]]][[[part ii]]] by KayClarkey

'Lily?' He said quietly. I didn't respond. I hoped he thought I was sleeping. Even though I doubted I'd be getting much sleep. I had far too much on my mind to switch off. I was finding it so hard to concentrate on what I was supposed to be doing when I was so consumed with guilt. Every time he looked at me with those kind blue eyes, all I could think about was how much I must've hurt him. I had walked away without ever looking back, no explanation, nothing but a sorry note. How he could cope without wanting to kill me I'd never know. I guessed the kindest thing I could do was at least stop ignoring him and stop treating him like he'd done something wrong. 'Yeah?' I eventually replied. 'I...' He began. But a long silence hung in the air, as though he was thinking what to say next. 'Good night.' He said with a sigh. Whatever it was he was going to say, I doubted it had been just 'goodnight'. That had been my queue to speak up. But I couldn't. I was still too ashamed of what I'd done to face it.

11:34am by emmyyxrose

11:34am...he protected me.

//It's Just You and I Tonight// A Matty Healy Fanfiction by MichelleCrick

My parents warned me about the drugs and the freaks in the streets, but never the ones with the hazel eyes and the heart beats. As I looked into his eyes I could feel him searching deep into my soul. Lacy Walker - Shy and depressed, figuring herself out. Matty Healy - Confident, the ultimate bad boy but with a kind heart and loves chocolate (pun pun pun) Dan Smith - Pessimistic, geeky and adorable when they both enter Lacy's life. What happens when a love problems start to arise?

The Glory of Them [Bastille Fanfiction] by ColdBastilleMusic

Blue hues stared into my own as your hand griped mine in a shake. You were the talent everyone had been telling me about. The man whose name I had heard a million times without ever meeting. This was only the beginning of our Glory. I don't own Bastille or anything from them just own my ideas I created in this story. In Top 10 for Bastille Yes it's long as all heck, but it follows pretty much every year up to a certain album.

requiem for blue jeans // bastille by trucefully

In the reflection, I could see the mattress on the ground, the sheets and blankets a mess and stained. I could see signs of Charlie's heroin use scattered about with the trash and miscellaneous things abandoned to coat the floor. I was standing in the middle of a wasteland, and I looked clean. Like I had simply wandered in on accident. I didn't look like myself, and that's exactly what I wanted. TW: heroin use/abuse, toxic relationship, cheating, MCD, depression

[[[all of your flaws]]] [[[part i]]] by KayClarkey

'No.' I said bluntly and walked away. I'd tried my best to keep calm, but was now resorting to holding my bottom lip with my teeth to stop it trembling. I couldn't believe that out of all the bands in the world, I had been assigned this one. With him. What on earth was I supposed to do? I'd never dreamed of seeing him again, and definitely not at work. But hadn't I known he was in a band? Hadn't he been the one who'd planted the idea in my head to work with musicians? I felt incredibly stupid and embarrassed. I took myself off to the ladies toilets before heading back to the office, checking I was alone before shutting the cubicle door and letting out a silent scream. No one could ever find out that Dan and I were married.

The Best of Luck(A Josh Hutcherson fanfic) by hoenestovo

"Come on," he says picking me up into his arms and taking me to the couch. I fall asleep, thankful that I haven't lost my anchor.

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[[[all of my flaws]]][[[part ii]]] cover

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requiem for blue jeans // bastille cover

[[[all of your flaws]]] [[[part i]]] cover

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W I T H B E N E F I T S ;J G

he was my best friend, my shoulder to cry on my everything. when we took that extra step in our friendship i was so happy, but it killed me to know the shoulder i cried on made me cry