Me, My boyfriend and University

Growing up , learning from your mistake , trying to find out why your having weird feelings for a friend and dealing with complicated things life throws at you

What happens when people from different worlds connect 8 people who work through their trauma and fall in love Four guys four girls all in one big group

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According to statistics she shouldn't be surviving. But her life didn't go according to statistics.

Life is hard. Specially when you're a high schooler. You can never know when your life is about to go up. And you 'especially' can never know when it's about to go down. But you can always take some precautions to avoid outcome of the hit. At least that's what I thought before the great 'Ashton Fellan' (pardon the sarcasm) interposed himself in my life. ... "We don't have the prettiest history. We didn't exactly like each other when we first met. You're my rival's girlfriend. We weren't interested in becoming friends with each other. But now in this difficult time, we're befriending. You'll help me to find the person who leaked that photo and prove to the coach that the article was not a self-promo to challenge his ideology." "What's in this for me?" "I won't report on you for invading my privacy. Trust me when I say my dad knows people." I roll my eyes. Never get mixed up with people with money. But maybe a little help won't be so bad after all. So I take his hand and shake it. "Okay, we have a deal." He smiles. "Now let's drink to celebrate." And I already have a bad feeling about this. *cover picture collected from Pinterest* © 2020 SHEONACC001 ALL RIGHTS RESERVED.

"I love you" she says and kisses my jaw tenderly. "I love you too baby" I reply stroking her still damp hair. We were sat in a dirty McDonald's car park. We could be sat in a fucking pile of trash and I wouldn't care. Because I would be with her. As long as I'm with her, nothing else matters. -------------------------------------------------------- After all he had known was anger and hatred she was like a breath of fresh air to him. With just one look into her mesmerizing chocolate eyes and one listen to her angelic voice he knew he was ruined. He despised this feeling. He felt helpless. No matter how much he tried to stay away he was drawn to her and he knew he was playing a very dangerous game. Leaving the pain of her past behind her she starts a fresh in a new town with her older brother. Meeting the towns bad boy was not on her agenda but every time she saw him she was intrigued. He was rude and had a terrible attitude, but his eyes didn't show anything but pain which is something she knew all too well. They are complete opposites but have one thing in common. They are both broken, maybe just maybe they could be the cure to each others pain. ⚠️ this story contains mentions of abuse and alcohol so if you are not comfortable with this please do not read my story.

"You were worried about me, Specs?" He smirked. "No, Tyler. I hoped that someone cut up your corpse and fed it to paranas. Obviously I was, you idiot! I'm a doctor. Worrying about people is kind of programmed into my system. It's a curse if you ask me," I surprised myself a lot more than I thought was possible with my answer. And what did he do? Laugh! He fucking laughed! Not full on rolling- on- the- floor laughter but a laugh nonetheless. "This isn't funny, Tyler." "It kind of is. Almost a month ago, I would've sworn that you hated me. Be careful, Specs," he squinted down at me, "or you might actually sound as if you like me." I rolled my eyes. "Don't flatter yourself. I was concerned. Don't confuse that with affection. It's two very, very different things." *** When you think that all is not lost in the world. That not all men are pricks and that not all sushi is bad. When you think that there is a light, no matter how dim, at the end of the tunnel. When you think that life isn't the ruthless bitch you've always thought it was... It turns around and bites you in the ass. When you think that the past will always and forever remain where it should be... It comes at you from every direction. Like a violent tsunami destroying everything...and everyone in it's path. Can you change what happened? I wish. Can you stop what's going to happen? God! I really hope so.

He was completely and utterly oblivious to everything that he had caused and she absolutely hated him for that. [UNEDITED] [DUAL POV] TW: eating disorder recovery [NO SMUT]