Fanfics de 5 Seconds Of Summer em Inglês

It was a rainy and stormy night,usually I loved this kinda nights,but something about it made a shiver run down my spine.
It was 1am in the morning and Alyssa hasn't yet come back from the party.I also hated being left alone in the house.

I was bored and didn't know what to do.I then decided to log into my facebook account to check some stuff.
A disturbing bang from the living room door made me jump from bed.I heard footsteps coming to my bedroom.
I knew it was only Lyssa but I was getting scared at how she was coming to my door.

She opened it and just by the look on her face I was scared!
She was swearing profanities with her gritted teeth.
She didn't acknowledge me as she started coming to the familiar drawer she had.
"Noo not that drawer!" I mentally screamed.
Tears started to run down my cheeks as I knew what that drawer contained.

She quickly drew out a gun from the drawer and I couldn't help but plead. "No no no lyssa,you promised you wouldn't visit that drawer..ever" I said in a quiet voice enough for her to hear.
She quickly glanced at me,then I saw sadness,which was quickly replaced by uttermost rage.
"You can go tell that to that bastard of a boyfriend!" She yelled at me.

Then realization soon hit me,Ian ..Ian was gonna get killed! I warned him but that dickhead refused to listen.
"We're leaving!" She said in a demanding tone,telling me to get up and follow her,I followed her with no hesitation like a lost puppy until we reached the car where she got in and I also did.
It was a silent drive,judging by the way she was driving at such speed,she was trying to get us both killed! We reached Ian's house, she quickly rushed into his house.

I was walking and sobbing slowly into the house,I started hearing pleads and whimpers from Ian.
I decided to walk in and try to get her to stop,but it was too late..
Right in front of me,Alyssa shot Ian shot twice in the head...and his body fell back on his bed. "Nooooo!" I screamed

I slowly opened my eyes shivering in bed,with a sweaty forehead and almost soggy pillow.It was like I was reliving that event once again,the all too familiar nightmare felt and seemed soo real and frightening as it always has been.
This has become my lifetime nightmare since the past 5years,With hands,I wrapped the duvet around my body again,
I didn't scream nor make any noise,the tears just kept on streaming down my face.

Bárbara Chloé Clifford.
Acabou de sair de uma clínica de reabilitação mental,e está pronta para voltar para o mundo real.
Seu irmão mais preocupado do que nunca,aproveita o fato de seu melhor amigo Luke
e ir morar com eles para pedir para cuidar a irmã quando ele não estiver por perto.
Luke,o player de Cooperfiellds High School,tem seu coração arrebato pela nova amiga e fará de tudo para Bárbara sentir o que é ser amada de verdade.

"...Maybe your reflection shows you're screaming out for help..."

When your destiny is already traced out for you, could you really try to change it?

Amelia was just a regular 21-year-old. Until she feels drawn to this new, mysterious man that seems nothing but trouble. As her life spirals out of control, she can't do anything other than ask: What is her destiny?

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{A Luke Hemmings fan fiction - 2018}

It about a Girl name Alyssa Morris, an 16 years old who going through so much. Alyssa don't know her parents like others kid does.

Nothing lasts forever
Nothing stays the same

In which Cal and Luke are... friends.

Luke knew he was fucked when he woke up in another persons bed that wasn’t his girlfriends.

He was even more fucked as that person was not only a man, but his english professor. Mr. Irwin.


The sunlight peeked through the semi-open blinds and shone directly into Luke’s face. He groaned, covering his eyes with his arms. His head was killing him, and he started to feel nauseous, the consequences of going out and drinking your problems away.

Fortunately for Luke, today was friday and he didn’t have any classes, so he could laze around in bed all day and fight this torturous hang over.


His mind, however, had other ideas and reminded him of why he went out and got drunk. Guilt immediately filled his gut and he groaned again, at his own stupidity.


He was sitting on the couch, piles of papers and textbooks surrounded him. He had an upcoming assignment this tuesday for Mr. Irwin. He really stressed, tired and overwhelmed that he snapped at the smallest things.

Stacey, luke’s girlfriend, had came home late and, according to Luke, “Made too much fucking noise”.
One thing lead to another, and the next thing he knew, he was storming out the house to the local bar his best friend, Michael works at.

Michael was pretty dumbfounded when he saw him plotting himself down at the bar and hastily asking for a cocktail.

Noticing his anger, he asked Luke what happened as he made his drink. Luke just waved his hand, dismissing him. “Don’t worry about it.” He had grumbled. “Just make my drink, please.”

Michael finished his drink in less than 5 minutes and wordlessly pushed it in front of him.

Luke can’t remember what happened after that, besides michael saying it was on the house and he didn’t have to pay for it.

The guilt had become unbearable now and he finally decided it was time to apologize.

“Babe,” he began, eyes still closed. “I want to apologize for last night; It was a rough day for me and I was stressed. I took it out on you, and you definitely didn’t deserve that i’m so sorry.”

Silence.

Luke sighed and finally rolled over, slowly beginning to open his eyes, “Baby-“

He stopped speaking. His eyes widened in shock, his body trembling. Beside him was not his girlfriend, not even another woman, no. It was a man, not just any man, it was his fucking english professor.

Mr Irwin.