Description
When you're born, a small timer is imprinted on your wrist. This small timer counts down. It counts down to the moment you meet your soul-mate. Luke Hemmings' timer reached one week, and it's all he can think about. Ashton Irwin's life is crumbling under his feet, and all he can do is cry about it. That is, until the two worlds collide. →This story contains swear words and boyxboy material. This story also mentions anorexia, self harm, suicide, and suicidal thoughts. If you are struggling with any of those things, don't be afraid to post on my message board or reach out for professional help. You have a purpose and you are loved. Stay strong. ← [i started the book when i was twelve, and finished it at thirteen. so its quite cliché, but i tried to make it ehhh u know]
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