Can you read meh fanfiction
NOT THE ONESHOTS I DONT THINK I COULD HANDLE THAT
But the AU
You don't have to do a chapter on it I just want you to read it idek
I felt like doing a chapter on it, because I've been told they're funny.
By one person.
Anyway...
This thing is like 4,000,000 chapters long (47), so I'll post the first ten or so for now.
Chapter 1
Go back to sleep, Hazel.
Calm down, Death Boy. It was an honest question.
Smaaaaaaaaaaaart.
Chapter 2
What now?
I am the most insane morning person there ever was.
Just saying.
I WILL ALWAYS LIVE IN DENIAL OF WINTER
HAHA
Pfft when was the last time my hair was "neat?"
No. No no no no no. I refuse to acknowledge that nickname. That nickname will forever be left in my third grade classroom. FOREVER.
Wait, Michael isn't dead? Good. He can spill about his GF.
"Will stopped outside the door and put on his calm older brother face before he set out to keep his family together." This sentence is every day of my life.
Chapter 3
Don't ignore your sister.
Don't push people.
Do your homework.
Listen to your sister.
Jesus, di Angelo, you're making me act like a dad.
Don't sass your sister.
He is a catch, though. He's also mine.
You know, there's this blond boy who is really into you and really, really gay. You should ask him to the dance.
"Don't give a flying fig" is my new favorite phrase. I can't stop smiling.
Someone wrote 'Fig? Fig.' in the comments.
Chapter 4
Michael is not my twin. We're about as different as brothers can get...or we were.
In theater, jogging or sprinting is called 'walking.'
Black and darker black. That would be most of my boyfriend's wardrobe.
Chapter 5
Dracaena...
That happened all the time to me.
Oh, no.
Oh, gods, no
You just had to.
Hmm, who would this tall blond boy be? Hmmmmmmmm...
Chapter 6
Stop snooping, me.
Death. Death, death, and more death, with death on the side.
I am taking a lot of interest in this.
Chapter 7
'She's in ICU' is the worst update ever. Of COURSE she's in ICU.
No, you don't trade sisters. That's not how stuff works.
I mean, I get how you feel- I've been there, but it doesn't work like that. Sisters aren't like baseball cards. You can't trade them in.
Chapter 8
Ughhhhhh
I don't want to live with him.
Knowing he exists is bad enough.
Being his son is worse.
He doesn't dress like a criminal.
Alternative? What the heck does that mean, me?
Some psychologist.
Chapter 9
Car accident. Of course.
Yes, I'm nervous. He's cute as hell.
The dreaded 'Okaybye.'
Almost total stranger offers you a ride home? Seems legit.
Chapter 10
NO SKIPPING CLASS, ME
ESPECIALLY NOT MED CLASS
NO
'Let's get this over with.'? I'm giving you a ride home, not torturing you.
Chapter 11 (I like it, okay? I'm going to continue.)
Okay, apparently we stopped for food. Hazel's gonna flip.
I don't eat like a pig. I just eat a lot.
Don't talk with your mouth full, me.
It's not being a doctor that would be embarrassing, it's being a blond Neil Patrick Harris- gay, a musician, and Broadway obsessed.
How is that silence comfortable? How?
Yeah, that was totally a date.
I win.
Chapter 12
My baby is...a car?
Stalker.
Uuuuuuuuglyyyyyyyyy.
How do you forget something like that?
You were just talking about it on your date.
Chapter 13
We just went on a date.
I am more than your friend.
Even though you barely know me.
Comas are never fun.
Chapter 14
Why am I relieved? That's weird.
Seriously? Both of them?
Chapter 15
That's depressing.
You've seriously never seen your sister sleep? That's weird.
Oh, hi, me. Barging into other people's hospital rooms as usual.
That's all for now. Might do something later.
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