We've updated our Content Guidelines.
Review the latest guidelines to keep sharing stories safely.
i cant think of a creative title

i cant think of a creative title

  • WpView
    Reads 40
  • WpVote
    Votes 0
  • WpPart
    Parts 2
WpMetadataReadComplete Thu, May 28, 2015<5 mins
WpInfo
Fiction
Romance
prologue:it was the year 2015 and in the British countryside 4 teens had to live together as one family with only 2 tents a pool and a cafe for entertainment. "Great it's just us four now" a male voice shouted He had blonde hair stuck up in a 50's style quiff a female voice spoke this time "yeh I'm stuck with mr. I can't be arsed, mr. Sex addict and you" pointing at a male with brown hair in a flick Who broke out into a smile. "hey I'm not a sex addict" the blonde said looking severely pissed off "Yes you are alex" the brown haired one with the flick said laughing "Shut up tom" he replied as they broke out into a male version of a cat fight while the other two sat and watched. "Stop it you two" the female said standing in the middle of them " well it seems you do love me after all jo" alex said in a cocky manner "In your dreams" she replied lightly punching him in the chest "any way I'm with tom remember" "taylor,taylor taylor not swift I have a bit of a problem,ya see I love someone and they like someone else" alex asked in his usual dickish voice "Dont love them" Taylor replied with a serious face "thats it i'll just..." he was cut off by a giant explosion in the background "What the fuck" he said looking to see if there was any fire or damage but all he could see was turquoise smoke coming from the woods *transition* "What is it?" Tom asked looking at a rock like object "well it fell from space so it must be a meteorite" alex butted in "Yeh but meteors dont produce greeny blue smoke"jo said looking at the two who spoke before who both had a look of shock "She's right" Taylor said from behind a tree trying to keep a safe distance "well seeing that it's not a meteorite,what is it" alex asked "no clue" tom replied "Ditto" the other two said * 4 hours later* The group had split up alex and jo were in the changing room and tom and Taylor were in the cafe *changing room* "hey alex, do you love anyone? " jo asked him
All Rights Reserved
Join the largest storytelling communityGet personalized story recommendations, save your favourites to your library, and comment and vote to grow your community.
Illustration

You may also like

  • It just... happened? (boyxboy)
  • I'll Fight back ( A Brendon Urie Fanfiction
  • Smile at a Stranger (1D/ Niall)
  • Best of Friends
  • Their Precious Mate
  • Runaways- Runaways 1
  • She's The Girl Next Door (MAJOR EDITING)
  • 15 Days With The Possessive Billionaire
  • Deep Desires : Miss Mafia

Before I knew it my shirt was torn away from my torso and tossed on the floor, Charlie's doing the same. Our kiss intensified and I felt him groan against my lips. I swear to god, this boy is making out with me like his life depends on it! And that's when reality punched me in the gut... the words 'this boy' kept running through my head over and over again until it got through the thick fog of vodlka and whatever else was in those stupid drinks. I, Ace Loughty, was kissing a guy. A fucking guy. A fucking straight guy named Charlie Simmons who of course had to be one of the most popular dickheads in Meadow Ridge High. I am so unbelievably fucked. ----- 17 year old Ace Loughty was never one longing to be in the spotlight. In fact, he craved the exact opposite: being left alone. When Ace was 13, the tragic death of his younger sister Eleanor caused him to rapidly gain popularity and pitiful looks. He hated the attention. All of a sudden everyone wanted to be friends with the dead girls brother, they'd promise Ace he would never be alone that they would always be there for him, which he of course knew was untrue, they're all just hungry for attention. Sometime later the school moved onto other drama and gossip, things started to die down and people finally left Ace alone. He moved on with his life, convincing himself he was over Eleanor's death and as quick as the whole thing started, he returned to being lonely, weird, quiet nobody Ace. Just how he liked it. That is until 4 years later when he found himself sprawled out on a bed. With Charlie Simmons hovering over him. Charlie Simmons who was kissing Ace like he would die if he ever dared to stop. Which was all too true. Without kissing Ace, Charlie was as good as dead. *WARNING*: This story will contain themes of severe depression, suicide, abuse and somewhat graphic depiction of self harm. If any of these things may trigger you please rethink reading this story!! Started: January 21st 2020

More details
WpActionLinkContent Guidelines