Coming from 8 different schools can be tiring, exhausting actually. You tend to lose yourself along the way as well. While a young Calum Hood, tries to find his true self, survive high school, and dealing with not so minor family issues, will it lead to dramatic revelations about himself? Or maybe he always knew who he was all along, it just took the right kid to come into his life and turn it upside down. Maybe a boy perhaps? But when two different personalities and reputations collide will love really conquer all? Or will egos collide and ruin it? Or is it even " love " that is shared between the two? Calum never expected his life to take suck a drastic turn in such a short amount of time, but it has, and only time will tell what lies ahead. Luke Hemmings is more then what he makes himself out to be and boy does he have quite a role to play in Calum's life and everything is only getting started.

This is a 온라인카지노게임 of a messed up man named Zayn Malik from the city of London who came to some island in North America to find his own art -to find himself. There, he finds friends and maturity. He finds himself realizing his own art that only the Zayn Malik can do. There, he finds Harry. ||UNEDITED|| Based on Barakamon anime.

"Who wants to love a crippled boy who can't even walk?" "I do." Michael Clifford was the exotic boy in school. Nobody wanted him because he strolled through the hallways in a wheelchair everyday. He didn't have friends - because they cared too much about their reputation. He had nobody and there wasn't a single person in his school who loved him. Except for Calum Hood. Calum loved every flaw - every ounce of Michael and the boy wasn't even aware of it. But little did Michael know that a crippled boy and an extrovert could come a long way. - Cover credit to @maluming!!

"Well, they do say that the most innocent ones are the kinkiest." Or the one where texting the wrong person was one of the best and the worst mistakes Liam Payne made.

What does it feel like having something so special, only to be told that it isn't right?

The one where Harry is the boy next door and Zayn doesn't stand a chance.

Believe none of what you hear and only half of what you see. That’s what his father always tells him with that smile of his, the one that says, I’ll tell you that much, but the rest will cost you. Harry never knew what he meant, but he gets it now that he’s sitting in the dim bar of another hotel he won’t sleep in, the ice melting in his £18 gin and tonic. He doesn’t even like gin and tonic, but it’s all part of the game. And it is a game. It has to be, because if it isn’t that means he doesn’t enjoy it and he does.

‘Be my friend; hold me wrap me; Unfold me; I am small and needy. Warm me up and breathe me…’ Warnings: OOC, (Implied) Rape