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Oblivion [c.h]

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I got pulled back, a gun being pointed to my head and I swear to god, I saw my life flash before my eyes right then and there. Sirens were being heard from down my street and cars stopped in front of my house.

"You go out there right now" He said in a deep, husky voice and pushed a knife into my hand. The knife that killed my father.

I couldn't process what was going on. Either I take the blow and get sent to jail for someone else's doing or I die. Either way, they were both horrible, but I had my mind made up for me when I was shoved at the door.

My hands shakingly turned the door handle and I stumbled out. I was ordered to put my hands in the air and I do so. Police invade my house and for the next 
few minutes, I had handcuffs on my wrists, being questioned about simple things like my name but even I couldn't answer that easily. And then the officer behind me said a sentence that I never thought I would hear in my whole life.

"Calum Hood, you are under arrest for murder"All Rights Reserved

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"If you don't let me explain, I swear to god I'm walking out that door with my stuff by late morning." She threatened. "I don't care. You've hurt me enough. I couldn't care less if you left. In fact, you'd be doing me a favor." I said carelessly. Tears began falling from her glassy eyes. "Well if that's how you feel, then I'll pack and book a flight home." She headed towards my room to pack up her stuff. Within an hour, she had booked a flight for early this morning and had packed all of her things. It was three in the morning. She told me her flight was at seven. She looked at me with no emotion evident in her face and left without another word. *no mention of self-harm or suicide*

Hatred / l.h ✔️ by nessathebutthole

"Fuck you." Luke growled, his hands clenching into fists at his side. I rolled my eyes, flipping him the middle finger as I stepped back and readied to spin on my heels to leave. "Only in your dreams." I said. He suddenly reached out and grabbed me by the front of my shirt, fisting the fabric in his hands. I blinked in surprise, gasping as he suddenly yanked me up against him and our lips met in an angry kiss. "Luke?" I gasped out against his mouth, but he just growled against my lips and slammed me back against the side of his car. "Shut up." He muttered back. *** WARNING: This book contains smut! COMPLETED

Stockholm Syndrome l.h by Djboobear14

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forbidden-lrh by lovelukeforeverpls

"God, Evelyn!" Luke ran a hand through his hair frustratedly, practically shouting, "I don't hate you. I'm in love with you!" She got up to leave, "I-I need to go." Evelyn started to turn the door handle when she felt a force push the door shut. His hands pressed against the wall next to her head. She turned around, pressing her hands to her sides. He tilted his head, leaning in. She found herself reaching up to fist his shirt. They stared at each other for what seemed like forever, his eyes flicking to her lips. The pressure around them was building, as if it was just them in the entire universe. "Kiss me," Luke whispered. "I can't." --- or in which a high school girl finds herself falling in love with the boy she hates the most. and then she has to keep it a secret. from everyone. [Levelyn] will contain smut! highest ranking #10 michael clifford #69 luke hemmings #26 calum started october 31, 2020 finished ... november 14, 2022 [completed]

Ticket Outta Loserville | Calum Hood by abi_thevamps

I walk nervously into the room, way out of my comfort zone in the presence of all these unfamiliar people. I look around, my deep brown eyes scanning the room, taking everything in. What was I thinking? I can't do this. I begin to turn around, intending to leave through the door I came in. I take one step before crashing into someone a girl who was too focused on the conversation she was having with her friend, that she wasn't looking where she was going, resulting in both of us ending up on the floor rubbing our foreheads in pain. "Shit I am so sorry" I whispered. Reaching out a hand to help pull her off the ground. She accepted my help, and I swear I felt some sort of spark when our fingers brushed. "Oh no, don't worry about it, it was totally my fault I wasn't looking where I was going" she replied, running her fingers through her hair before looking up at me with gorgeous brown eyes the colour of chocolate. "I'm Phoebe, by the way" "Calum" "Nice to meet you Calum! Are you trying out for the musical?" "Uh, yeah... I guess I am" ⭒⭒⭒ Book Rankings: #1 - 5sosfanfiction #2 - calumthomashood #2 - cth #3 - ashton #11 - calum #15 - michaelclifford #17 - 5sosfanfic #19 - calumhood #20 - michael #21 - luke #21 - awstenknight #27 - lukehemmings #27 - ashtonirwin #34 - 5secondsofsummer (+a few more) *I'll probably forget to update these but oh well*

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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.

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