Luke Hemmings is nothing but the typical high school punk; he is covered in tattoos, smokes and hooks up with more girls than he'd ever be able to count. Not that you cared. No, of course you didn't. You and him were like oil and water. Alcohol, however, just loves to mess with people's heads. It's its number one game...
She sings when she's home alone; he asks her to keep it down. {highest ranking: #2 fanfiction} © 2015 by dimplefeels
welcome to block f, a place where you can make a hole in your wall just by punching it. cover by @misfit_logan
// A sequel to the bookshop. // "Hi red." "Hello Ashton." It had been years since she had felt this way towards the tattooed boy, his hands on her's made her body shake with want. He knew the effect he was having on her and finally after five years he had her back in his arms. // WARNING this story it not for young re...
"You can call me daddy." "You cannot be fucking serious." __________ "This is a weird part of the internet, I don't like this place." - Michael Clifford, 2020.
Cassandra Lowe's parents seem to be always working, making them leave behind their two children with relatives far more then they would like. When Cassie's father gets a call for him and his wife to take a trip to Australia, thousands of miles away from their children. They accept the offer but know they can't leave...