Fall Out Boy Fanfiction Novels & Stories

Faye's POV As soon as I reached school the next day, I went hunting for Andy Fitzroy in every classrooms and hallways. Andy is a nice guy, and I'm not doing this to just make Jonathan jealous because of my little plan, no, I like Andy because he's cute and funny, and I need a rebound to get over Jonathan. I knew deep somewhere inside me that it's going to be hard trying to forget someone like Jonathan, well can you blame me? It's like he has this special effect and the only time it works is when he dumps girls right after the other. And what do those girls do when Jonathan breaks up with them? They cry after him, they beg him to get back together again, some even thought of attempting suicid

’ The line that I wanted to ask But my mouth couldn’t open to speak Because I’m just a boy In the midst of chaos, my eyes settled on the guy in the center. A lot of things change but his eyes were still the same. His eyes that were intense and cold. The eyes that has a perfect shade of grey; like the ashes and smoke blowing of the wind coming from a fire. The fire that became his greatest downfall. I’m just a boy in love Melting into your cat-like eyes Taking my breath away Falling deeply

Stefan was on his feet before he knew it, he was walking towards his prize, the pull too strong to ignore like a magnet attracted to the other one. Sky's eyes were glued on the older boy trudging slowly towards him. Sky could feel the walls he had built the past eight years crumbling down fast. Stefan has grown into such a fine god that all Sky wanted to do was fall on his feet and worship him all his life. Sky's heart swells with pride at the specimen he called 'His'... Sky's knees barely keep him up, yet his eyes stay locked on the other boy.

He spoke. The Fallen smirked. Amilia’s nervousness pitched a little higher. The Fallen inch a little closer to the boy. He kneeled on one knee and stare at him. The boy was just standing there, unmoving. He let the Fallen do what he must do with a determination that he will not lose. As the Fallen placed his other hand on the boy’s forehead, a blinding light appear there. Amilia recognized the light. The light turns into a ball and soft laughter engulfs the place. “See? I won. So, who’s next?”

My vision blurs. Then I remember why I followed her outside in the first place, and I bring myself back to reality, stilling my movements. She whines a little as I stop stroking her through her panties. “Who else are you giving this up for?” I growl, tapping her pussy with my fingers. “Wh… what?” she breathes, trying to press herself into my hand again. “That guy you were dancing with.” I withdraw my hand, take a little step back. Fallon steadies herself and whirls around to face me, looking confused. “What? You mean Boyd?” she asks, tugging the hem of her dress down.

And I did not feel guilty about the answer. Jade put the radio on low and did not ask questions, while I was stuck in my head replaying the scene with Dean. A song came on the radio and we both looked at ourselves and laughed. A boy once professed his undying love to her by dressing as the school mascot and dancing to the song. The memory was hilarious as we listened and sang along to the radio and laughed.

I quit my job. I don't want to have anything to do with Charles anymore. He's just a man. I can love him, and I can forget him too. I think that Charles and I will never see each other again. But fate seems to be playing tricks on me. My roommate is Sarah. The boyfriend she's known for a long time is a jerk. He owed a gang of thugs but didn't have the money to pay, so he handed Sarah over to the gang boss. She begged me for help. She didn't know anyone in this city besides me.

'You can never be my son' 'You are just a stand in' 'You asshole, how dare you sit on the table alongside us? 'You don't deserve to step inside the Anderson home' 'You low life' Cassandra is heart broken that Chris is now admitted in to therapy and will be prosecuted after his recovery. His chances of escaping prison time are not very high. Cassandra knows that, and even Joshua knows that too. Even though Joshua is clearly not happy to lose his legitimate son, he is pleased to replace Chris with Russell. Either way, both are his sons. Chris was exhausting Joshua and he turned extremely dangerous. So Chris had to go. And the best way to replace Chris is to declare that Chris is not an Anderso

WILLOW'S POV Even as the teacher was talking, I couldn't stop thinking about him.....yes, Ian. I kept upsetting him without even knowing it. Wait, why was he upset that I remembered Nick? Was I having something serious with Ian? Was he my boyfriend? "Willow....." I snapped out of my thought. I looked around to see people grabbing their stuff. I looked at Kim and Jenny as they stared at me with worry. I sighed in frustration. "I don't know.....I just...." I sighed. Jenny held my hand. I remembered some things about her and also Noah. He hurt her pretty badly, and she left the school for another school. He got raped but Noah didn't let it slide.

Even his name sounded annoyingly attractive. "Let me guess," I said, trying to sound casual. "He’s some kind of brooding bad boy?" Olivia snorted. "More like a walking red flag." I raised an eyebrow. "What do you mean?" "He’s a playboy," Olivia said bluntly. "The kind who flirts with anything that breathes and leaves a trail of broken hearts wherever he goes." She rolled her eyes. "I swear, half the girls in this school have fallen for his stupid charm at some point. You’d think they’d learn."