“She looked up at the stars while I stared into her dreamy eyes that had the reflection of the twinkling stars. In that moment, I realized she wasn't my world and she wasn't the center of the universe either. But she was the literal universe. Her blood was the galaxy. Her heart was the stars, fuming with love and lust...
The Vamps preferences and some Imagines!! Katie xxx The Vamps Preferences TWO is now published and updating!!
Sometimes even the deepest love isn't enough to save us. highest rank: #1 under "bradley simpson" © all rights reserved { rachaelpaix }
He has known her for years, didn't see her a long time, but never forgot her. But she will forget. Is it still love if you always just remember bad times by seeing each other? - This was my first story and it's kind of a childhood romance ♡ ©2013; mrsxball
~Punk Alex Gaskarth AU~ Abella is a simple girl who moved to Baltimore with her little sister to pursue her dream of becoming a published author. But what happens when she meets a rude childhood friend who changes everything?
Clara has to deal with Brad's disappearance, has to come to terms with her mothers condition, and in the middle of it all, she meets gorgeous Oliver with the bright blue eyes and the complete opposite attitude than her lost boy. But will he ever be as breath-taking as Brad? And will Brad ever return from wherever he w...
Clara is the typical normal quiet girl. She doesn't like attention, and would rather be left alone. She has her favorite band All Time Low to which she claims will never leave her, just like her best friend Scarlet. Brad is the typical bad boy. Drinking, looking cool and partying hard, is a part of his every day life...
Management hires girlfriends for the band to stop rumours and increase publicity. But will forced touches and emotionless kisses become something no one was expecting?
Opposites attract. Liv's life suddenly becomes all about the annoyingly cocky and tattooed boy who sleeps with the entire school. She hates him but he insists she will change her mind.
