[breaks through your window]


Imagine your favourite squad member breaking into your house through a window but they immediately regret it since your sass is too much for them.


I was woken suddenly with a sound of smashed glass and I rushed through to the hall.

Some bastard had broken my window!

“ See you people! You villains with your dramatic entrances! I’m sick of it! Do you know how much replacing a window costs? Do you know how much hiring a glazier to come and fix the damn expensive window costs? NO! Why can’t you use the door like an ordinary human being! ” I was ranting for so long they didn’t even get a chance to talk.

I took their ear and dragged them to the front door and opened it and put them on the doormat.

“ Knock! ” I said before slamming the door.

A sheepish knock came from outside.

I took a deep breath and opened the door.

“ Yes? What can I do for you? ” I asked.

“ Can we use your apartment for a hiding spot? ” they asked.

“ Of course. Be careful, there’s smashed glass at the end of the hallway. ” I said.

Spiderman's Unwanted "Helpers"
  • Villain : - injures Spidey in a fight-
  • Spidey: -groans loudly- You're going to regret that....
  • Villain: - laughs - Oh yeah? What are you gonna do, call in an army?
  • Spidey: -sighs- I don't even have to call. Stupid tracking devices and suit scanners imbedded in the mask....
  • Tony: - breaks down the wall - MY SON!YOU COME TO MY TOWN AND HURT MY KID?!
  • Spidey: This is Queens. You live in New York City. You are also not my dad. None of your statement is true.
  • Steve : - breaks through window -
  • Spidey: - standing up from the floor, trying to calm the No Chill brothers- Honestly, it's only a broken arm, I'll be OKAY
  • Winter Soldier: - walks in after explosion outside - Steve told me somebody beat up my little bro. I'm here to bury that person.
  • Spidey: -Desperately apologizing to his bad guy - I don't KNOW how to turn them off , just run before SHE gets here, move countries , go into hiding , I am so sorry but your life is forfeit now , you'll have to make your living selling homemade cookies now but just RUN
  • Wanda: All right, who tried to kill Peter? I must return the favor, as they say.
  • Villain: Is that her?
  • Spidey: Wait for it....
  • -badass motorcycle entrance by Natasha-
  • Bruce: Yeah, hey, I barely KNOW the kid but he's a sweet child and you hurt him and - HULK WILL BREAK YOU
  • Thor: I have been alerted through the Phone of Cells that Man of Arachnids has come to harm . Darcy recommended I remove the spine of his enemy . Jane requests for me to protect Man of Arachnids as he is "smol" and " precious ". I must honor these wishes.
  • Villain: - has resigned themselves to their fate-
  • Spidey: - has climbed onto the ceiling and made a web in the corner to wallow in shame- I hate all of you
An Unexpected Visit

You meet by chance an stranger man in red and black when he breaks in your house through your window.

Originally posted by my-daily-space

The previous situation isn’t worth telling. It really doesn’t matter who Deadpool was fighting, nor how he ended up being catapulted against an apartment block. The important thing is that he fell on your living room, after a harsh landing where he broke your window.

Not that you cared anyways.

Wade Wilson was slightly confused to hear a faint giggle. He looked up. There was crystal scattered around him; he was thankful he only had a few cuts, for they would heal quickly. Wade was inside someone’s house, painted in cream colours, which seemingly was in dismantling process. It was your own apartment.

Another giggle. He stood up and turned around to the source of the sound. And there you were, now laughing way louder.

He wasn’t a man easily impressed. Yet the last thing he expected was a person in a torn wedding dress with a bottle of whiskey in one hand and a piece of cake in the other. Your eyes were fixed on him and his ridiculous attire, and he just did the same.

“Wow, man. You’re like a Spiderman on steroids.” You managed to say between hysteric laughs. In a normal occasion you would have freaked out at the stranger… however the whiskey had made it too hilarous for you to take it seriously.

Wade took a liking to you and decided that he could hide a while there.

“May I take a seat?” He said and laid his arse on the couch, right next to you.

You took a gulp from the bottle and handed it to him. Wade doubted, but at last he moved away the mask from his jaw and let the liquid wet his lips. It pleased him that you seemed to ignore his skin full of scars.

Shifting on your seat, you faced him.

“Why are you here?” You asked your visitor, with a goofy- and, why not, lovely- grin upon your face. Wade left the whiskey on the table and smirked.

“You see, I was fighting this really fucking annoying guy…”

“What are you? A superhero?” The cake you stuffed in your mouth muffled your voice.

“Oh, no. Shit. I’m just a really cool dick who kicks other dick’s asses.” You nodded. “Then that bastard threw me to the sky… from several streets away. I don’t think he’d know where I am at the moment.”

“That’s nice. You can stay and eat cake then!” Your words were spoken with happiness. But Deadpool was curious.

At first he thought you were plainly drunk. Later he discovered a sad sparkle in your eyes; despite your intoxication he was sure you knew what was happening. And it was very abnormal that his presence didn’t agitated you at all. Unless something had happened and you took in the absurdity of the situation to forget it.

One way or another, nuts or not, he wanted to know more about you.

“What about you? Were you waiting for our wedding night too much?” You could swear you could see his eyebrows wiggling through the mask.

“The dress.” You stated, not knowing what to answer next. Sincerity was what you found. “An asshole left me standing at the altar. He was fucking a bridesmaid in the bathroom meanwhile.” You drank again.

“What the fuck!”

“That’s what I said this morning.”

“Is that your wedding cake then?”

“Yes. I took it all. It’s one of the bright sides, like not being married to a cheater impotent.”

He laughed and so did you.

“You know, thank you.” You continued. “You are the only one who has stuck around me for more than five minutes today. I would offer you something to eat, but I was in the middle of a move… Obviously cancelled.”

“The cake is great.” You kept on eating and drinking.

At some point he told you he was a mercenary and some aspects of his life you didn’t expect. He told you about a certain woman called Vanessa, a heartbreaking story. You didn’t know if he did to make you feel better or more comfortable around him, but you welcomed the newfound confidence. Your conversation soon dyed of love.

“Damn, girl. At least you’ll get to meet another guy. A soulmate or something worse.”

“My love records has always been really deficient. I’m not very hopeful. But who cares, love is not everything… eh… Wait, what’s your name?”


“I heard that name on TV. You were right about being a dick.” Your smile as sweet as sugar.

“I told you. Call me Wade, though. Unless you want to hire my services to scare the shit out of that fucker of ex you have.”

“No, no. I punched him, but I didn’t feel better. It’s not worth it. My name is [Y/N], by the way.”

“You punched him! [Y/N], I like you more and more by the minute.” He touched his face and realised his mask was still up. He felt self conscious. Even though you didn’t give him any signal of repugnance, Wade thought you were just being polite. The truth was you didn’t care how he looked like; he was an insane and pleasant visitor, one who drew you to him.

“Wade. Haven’t you moved from Vanessa?”

“What do you mean?”

“You said that I’d meet somebody else. You will too.” The liquor was finished, and you felt bold. This stranger caused you fascination and once you found something out, you seeked more knowledge.

“Oh, my dear [Y/N]. I won’t.”

You tilted your head to a side, confused.

“Why? I like you and I just met you.”

“You are drunk and you just met me, that’s why.”

You laughed, and made an offended expression. His smirk was now permanent, sometimes wider, sometimes smaller, as if pastered on him. Nevertheless, melancholy and harm were shown in some of his gestures.

“I’m not that drunk.” You placed your gaze on his mouth. When you spotted some cream on the side of his face, you tried to reach it.

Wade suddenly took your wrist, but let it go. You slide your finger across his coarse skin. Then, you put your finger against your tongue and licked the rests of the sugary mix.

His heart skipped a beat.

“Besides, there’s always someone who would not care about your attitude.” You ended your sentence.

“It’s not about my attitude. I’m fucking awesome. It’s about my face.” He lowered the tissue over his mouth once again. “I look like a rotten avocado.”

“You’re saying you are ugly?”


“Well, your mouth was nice.” It was a lighthearted comment, but it stired Wade’s deepest feelings.

“What? Did you see the skin around it?”

“Do you think I’m ugly?” You simply asked, hoping to prove a point.

“No. Of course not.”

“I have skin too, you know.”

“It’s not the same.”

Silence. And eventually he took his mask off.

You were surprised. You didn’t think he’d have the guts to do so, regarding how low his self-esteem was. Therefore, acting on impulse you pecked his lips. Then you froze and opened your eyes. Your drunkenness evaporated instantly.

“Sorry.” You spoke. He didn’t say anything. “I-I didn’t want to… I  mean, I wanted to but maybe you didn’t… I should have asked…”  

“Shut up.” Was all he could say.

Wade was utterly unprepared for your actions. Yet he found himself leaning in for another kiss. You didn’t move, and welcomed his mouth on yours. It was slow and chaste, just a kiss between two broken souls. He caressed your cheek, and you smiled into the kiss.

You parted from him, and he whispered.

“Are you a dream?”

“No, are you?” You teased.

“You are too good for me…”

“Says the one who fell from the sky like an angel and made me forget I got dumped on an altar.”

“You’re unfucking my life.”

“That’s not even a word.”

“You’re intelligent too?”


“How about a second date? I promise I won’t try to get on your pants yet.”

“Yes.” You wanted to see him again. Definitely.

You weren’t aware of the insanity that had just entered your life. However, just like the broken window, you didn’t care. Everytime you saw Wade Wilson you felt happy and alive. So, even though it was a challenge, you couldn’t enjoy more the adventures he always brought. He, on the other hand, just loved how he could sleep in your arms without any worries.

Fate sometimes is a kind bitch, as Wade once said.

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Well it looks like we’re gonna need new windows. But thanks anyway.

Frat Brat. -Part Eight. -Joe Sugg Imagine.

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The sunlight was now streaming in through your windows, breaking through your rose gold curtains. Your body felt warm and protected. Your head was a different story. You could feel your head thump in a pulsing rhythm, causing you to wince and clutch to your head. Groaning quietly to yourself, you slowly fluttered your eyes open, blinking away the sleep in your eyes before you could feel your eyes jump out of your skull at the sight before you.

Your eyes landed in the sleeping, messy haired boy before you. Glancing down to your bare body, you felt your eyes land on your intertwined bare legs, your naked body pressed against his.

Gently pressing your fingers against Joe’s chest, you watched as his eyes opened slightly before you began to nudge him faster feeling your heart rate increase at the sight of him. Peaking down to your bare body tangled with Joe’s, you gulped loudly while untangling yourself from Joe’s body.

“Hey! Hey! Joe, wake up!” You hissed, shoving Joe’s shoulder a little harder causing his eyes to open. Pulling the white duvet sheets up over your bare body, you felt your face burn crimson.

“What’s wrong?” Joe mumbled, your heart fluttering hearing the raspy time in his voice. Shaking your head quickly at your day dreaming thoughts, you pushed yourself up to a sitting position, looking over to Joe’s tired eyes.

“What did we do last night? W-what happened? How did it all happen? I-I..We were drunk..” You stutter, your heart falling into the pit of your stomach at your thoughts, feeling the bed shift and move as Joe sat up beside you, his fingers now lacing with yours.

“Well, it’s kind of obvious what happened Y/N..” Joe mumbled, your fingers unlocking themselves from Joe’s while you held the duvet closer to you, your eyes closing in mortification at the thought of Joe seeing you in nothing but your bare body.

“Oh god..” You frowned, hiding your face behind your hands feeling your head spin.

“Joe..What did we do? We’re not meant to do this! You’ve got your life and I’ve got mine..H-how did we end up here?” You asked unsurely, resting a hand over your queasy stomach while looking over to Joe seeing a frown on his lips.

“Y/N..Last night was great..We had a really good time..I thought you liked me? You said you liked me..I told you about my feels for you last night Y/N..Don’t you remember?” Joe frowned, his hand now taking hold of yours while you turned your head away from his eyes.

Closing your eyes, you blinked back the tears that were pooling in your eyes. You couldn’t believe that you gave into your emotions last night and ending up playing twister with Joe underneath the bed covers. Swallowing the gulp in your throat, you felt your world whirl around you.

These last few weeks of studying with Joe, you couldn’t help but feel yourself fall for the softer side of Joe. The Joe that would listen to you talk about English literature and the Joe that would be prepared to write a six pages essay within an hour. You also couldn’t help but have fallen for the bad boy too. Of course, it made your stomach sick when Joe would constantly use other girls for his own pleasure and to get other girls to do his work, but your heart couldn’t help but flutter at his charming presence and often cheeky words. You’ve noticed a big change in Joe since you started tutoring him and now, he has somewhat officially made you catch feels that you didn’t know you ever wanted.

“That’s not it Joe. I’m not like every other girl you’ve slept with. I don’t just throw myself at guys after a couple of drinks! I at least wait until I’ve known the guy if had a couple of dates with him..We haven’t even been on a date and I’ve just given myself to you..” You frowned, grabbing your hair frustratedly in your hands while you instantly pulled your knees to your chest.

“Y/N..Last night..We took it slow, I promise..We..You told me that you liked me..You said you liked me and had feelings for me..What happened to those feelings? Don’t back out on us now, Y/N..I know you like me and you know I like you..I really like you..” Joe whispered, grabbing your hands, interlocking your fingers together making your breath hitch.

Maybe it was a secret no longer. Maybe it was time to out your feelings for Joe. It was hard to turn away the feelings you had grown for Joe. You could no longer hold it back. Something about Joe has made you turn soft like butter. Maybe it was the way that he’s buried his bad boy life away while allowing his softer and more caring side show. Maybe it was the protectiveness for his older sister and the artistic sketches he enjoyed drawing and showing to you. Maybe it was that you both had a lot of things in common ranging from music, to youtubers, and surprisingly a book or two.

“Joe..Please, don’t get me wrong..I really like you..These last few weeks have honestly been great but this..if we were ever going to go on dates or ever become official..I wanted to at least wait until after a few dates..I don’t want you to think that I’m some cheap tarty slut that gives it to anyone because I’m easy..because I’m not..Oh god..” You frowned, trying to pull away from Joe’s grip only to have him pull you against his bare chest. You could feel his arms wrap around you, his hand now rubbing the small of your back as small tears dripped down your cheeks.

“Joe..Maybe last night was a mistake.” You frowned, only to feel Joe’s grip tighten around you making your eyes feel like they were going to pop out of your skull.

“No Y/N. Don’t say that. Last night was not a mistake. Okay? Look, there’s no point in hiding my feelings for you. I really, really like you. These last few weeks have honestly been amazing. You’ve opened my eyes to see the better things in this life. You’ve made me see the benefits of actually listening to my teachers in a class or two instead of snoozing, but honestly Y/N. You’ve changed me and I’m a much happier person now. Last night wasn’t a mistake..I don’t think of you as a cheap or tarty slut Y/N…You’re an amazing girl..You’ve got beautiful features and you’re overall down to earth and so lovely..” Joe whispered, his hands now cupping your cheeks, making you look into his striking blue eyes.

“Listen…Just because we had sex it doesn’t mean I can’t take you out on a date..It just means we can work backwards..So, we had sex first..So, why not have a couple of dates..and then we can see what happens between us..We’re just reversing the process..” He explained, the pads of his thumbs rubbing soothing circles onto your cheek while your heart rate slowly decreased.

“T-that doesn’t sound so bad..” You whispered, sniffling your nose while looking into Joe’s blue eyes.

Swallowing the gulp in your throat, you considered Joe’s words. This all felt like a whirlwind of a dream. You never saw yourself falling for the Frat Brat. It just never seemed right. You and Joe used to fight like cats and dogs. You never seemed like the perfect match, simply because of his childish manners and the way he treated girls. You were against his ways of treating girls and his attitude towards his education, but these last few weeks have seem to dramatically change him and shape him into a new and better person.

“Look Y/N..Maybe this isn’t the best of ways to ask you out..or even romantically do it..but, Y/N L/N will you go to the dance with me?” Joe asked you, your eyes widening in surprise at his words.

You want to go..to the dance with me?” You stuttered completely shocked.

“Why wouldn’t I?"He asked, his eyebrows raising.

"I thought you’d ask Bethany..” You trailed off, looking down to the duvet covering your body.

“We split..We split up a couple of months ago, around the time when we started the studying sessions. She didn’t want to be with a nerd..but I didn’t care..I really like you Y/N and I would really, really, really like to take you to the dance..” Joe explained, your head nodding in realisation remembering the way that Bethany was snogging the face off of poor Brad, who didn’t seem to mind her tonsil tennis game.

“Look Y/N, I would really like to take you to the dance..Have I got a shot of taking you to the dance?” Joe grinned, a bashful grin on his face causing your heart to ripple with warmth, your lower lip catching between your teeth.

You weren’t planning on attending the dance that’s happening next Saturday night. You haven’t even got a dress to wear or a pair of shoes for the dress. You weren’t expecting to get invited or asked. You were planning a night in with some cliche romance movies but now it looked as if you were going to be whisked away to a night of memories and dancing until your feet hurt.

Gazing into Joe’s blue eyes deeply, you couldn’t help the smile that was growing on your face.

“I would love to go to the dance with you Joe!” You grinned, wrapping your arms around Joe’s torso, hugging him closely. You squealed feeling Joe pull you down on top of his body, your bodies intertwining together as you hugged tightly.

Maybe this was a good thing. Maybe going to the dance with Joe was meant to happen and that the study sessions Mr. Lawrence arranged were all meant to happen. Life has a funny way of showing you the good things and maybe Joe was now going to be one of those unexpected good things.

“I have to get a dress!” You laughed, sitting up onto Joe’s thighs, his hands resting on your sides, a chuckle leaving his lips.

“For someone who’s so organised at school, I thought you would have picked out a dress months ago.” He grinned adorable, causing you to hit his chest playfully.

“Yeah, yeah Sugg. Well, I wasn’t expected to be asked so I didn’t really plan on buying a dress.” You smiled, rolling off of Joe’s body but quickly covering yourself up.

“Not like I haven’t seen it before, babe.” He smirked cheekily, your cheeks burning at his words while you smacked his arm causing him to throw his hands up in the air in surrender.

“Is this what a hangover usually feels like?” You asked, laughing quietly at yourself before groaning at the pain and clutching to your head.

“It’s nothing I’m not used it. Usually greasy food helps me get over it. How about it? We could go and grab some of those breakfast burgers in McDonald’s..Well obviously we could get cleaned up first..Then head out for some food..You haven’t got plans today have you?” Joe asked, standing to his two feet while covering himself with his boxers.

“I don’t think so, not that I’m actually aware of..” You answered, sitting up against the pillows while grabbing your phone to check the time.

Squinting your eyes, you slumped back against the pillows, getting yourself comfortable to scroll through your daily newspaper as you called it, but known to everyone else as your social media accounts. Placing a hand on your bare stomach, you unlocked your phone to see that time was now past noon.

“Sorry Joe, looks like there’s no breakfast burgers in McDonald’s.” You laughed, watching Joe shake his head and throw his shirt over his head.

“Maybe we can grab something else then.” He suggested with the shrug of shoulders. Nodding along to his words, you drifted your eyes back down to your phone, noticing a new text message.

Raising your brows at the unexpected message, you opened up the message feeling your eyes widen instantly at the sight of it.

‘Hey Y/N, just wanted to make sure that you remember to swing by the park tonight at eight. See you later :) xx’

It was Oli.

You felt your happy smile suddenly turn into a disappointed frown.


What are you going to say to Oli?
How are you going to explain to Oli that you slept with the boy that you once despised so much?
How are you going to break all of this to Oli and mot disappoint him?

Joe is the reason why you and a Oli became great friends. Joe was the rock of your friendship with Oli since you once both shared a deep hatred for the Frat Brat but now that was now longer true.

Should you tell Oli what happened?
Should you keep it a secret?
Oh god.

“Getting in the shower anytime today, love?” Joe chuckled, his voice breaking the panicking one inside your head. Snapping your head up to meet a dressed Joe Sugg, you couldn’t help but shake your had rapidly.

“Actually Joe, I completely forgot that I have to meet up with a friend later and I need to shower and get ready..but I’ll..I’ll call you, yeah?” You asked nervously, seeing Joe’s forehead crease slightly at your words before he walked over to the side of your bed and kissed your forehead.

“I don’t know why you’re nervous about telling me your plans, love. Call me later, tell me how you got on with your little friend. Maybe she can help you pick out a dress.” Joe grinned, kissing your head once more before walking away from your room, his voice calling out.

“Don’t you dare forget to call me L/N” He called out before the front door slammed to a shut causing a breath you didn’t even realise you were holding to suddenly realise itself from your lips.

Closing your eyes you couldn’t help but be thankful that Joe didn’t ask you who you were meeting with and assumed it was a girly friend that you were meeting with and not Oli.

Everything that was happening right now was like one crazy dream.

You never expected to be that girl that actually fell into the infamous trap of Joe Sugg, but you did. It happened in one fleeting moment and you couldn’t stop yourself from falling any harder.

Although there were positives to actually doing the dirty with Joe, one being that you now have a date to the dance and the second that you’ve somehow managed to change the bad boy to a good one, there were also some negative sides to it. The major downside to it being that you didn’t know how you were going to break the news to Oli or if you should even break the news to him.

You were almost playing that game of piggy in the middle, you being in the middle between a potential future lover and a close, dear best friend.

Sighing you checked the time seeing how it was now nearing three o'clock in the afternoon. Standing to your feet, you dragged your tired body over towards the mirror seeing your hair thrown around wildly and love bite showering your neck.

“C'mon Y/N..Let’s get cleaned up.” You mumbled to yourself while heading towards your shower, almost willing for the time to pass by quicker but also hoping that time would stop and stay still, so you would never have to make a make it or break it decision about telling Oli.

Only time will tell.


Glancing down to your denim shorts and white crop top, you ran your watermelon lip balm across your lips while running your hands through your hair to add a little life to it. A floral scarf covered your neck, hiding away the overly concealed love bites Joe gave you.

Your hands felt clammy as you stepped foot outside of your car. You were nervous and excited to see Oli. You were nervous due to the fact that you still had no idea if you were going to tell Oli about what happened last night but you were excited because it’s been a a couple of days since you last got to properly talk to Oli due to him studying for finals as well as doing his homework while you’ve been kept away with studying sessions with Joe.

Biting down on your lip, you glanced down to your phone one last time to check if you got any more text messages from Oli.

“Well, well, well, if it isn’t the most beautiful Miss. L/N.” A familiar voice rang out, a rosy blush covering your cheeks as well as a large smile that now spread across your lips.

“And to what do I owe the pleasure, Mr. White?” You giggled, spinning around on your feet to face Oli who was now bowing before you making you curtsy like a member of the Royal family.

“Might I say that you look absolutely beautiful as always.” He grinned widely, his arms instantly wrapping around your body while your arms snaked around his neck to hug him tight.

You felt your cheeks burn and blush at his words while you pecked his cheek. “And you look ver snazzy might I add..” You chimed in, motioning to Oli’s attire which consisted of black jeans and a crisp white shirt.

“Well, I thought to myself, why not make this a night to remember?” He hummed, leading you both into the entrance of the park.

“A night to remember, hm? Are you up to something?” You grinned amused, looking up to Oli’s brown eyes, nudging his side playfully.

“How did you know? I as going to try and sneak us into the playground and have a go on the swings!” He laughed, a laugh passing through your lips at his words while rolling your eyes in a playful manner.  

“What have you been up to lately? Any drama? Any news?” You asked Oli, smiling as you both calmed yourselves down from giggling.

“Have I got any drama..I heard there was a food fight in the cafeteria yesterday..Glen and Brian started it all and poor Becky’s hair got completely destroyed so she has to get a new perm..” Oli chuckled, a gasp leaving your lips while your hands covered your mouth.

“Poor Becky..Never gets a break, does she?” You laughed as Oli agreed with you.

Walking down the pathway, you took in your surroundings of the healthy green trees that had purple and pink blossoming flowers. The river was rippling along side you both, birds singing in the trees while the sun shines brightly down on you both.

“How about you, L/N? Have you got any scandalous drama? Has Joe revealed it all to you how him and Bethany have taken a trip to splitsvill?” Oli asked you, his eyebrows raised while a chill ran down the valley of your spine at the mention of Joe’s name, images from last night’s adventure running through your mind. Placing an innocent smile on your face, acting like nothing ever happened with yourself and Joe, you nodded your head.

“He mentioned that they split..I didn’t get much of an answer. Maybe she cheated on him with Brad!” You gasped, acting surprised causing Oli to laugh loudly.

“Well, it’s not the first time that she cheated on him! I remember when she cheated on Paul with Barry and then she cheated on Barry with Kevin and then she cheated on Kevin with Joe..Maybe she did cheat on him!” Oli spoke, his voice oozing with dramatic shock at his own theory.

“Well, not like Joe hasn’t cheated on her..He has Becky doing his homework..Every girl at his feet and all the guys on the football team doing this and that for him..I think we’re the only tell people that see who the real Joe is..the Joe who doesn’t give a damn about who he hurts and he doesn’t give a damn about his education either!” Oli tutted, your face growing paler at each word he spoke about Joe. You could feel your hands growing clammy at your thoughts knowing you do know the real Joe and you’ve managed to change the bad guy good and make him care about his education for once.

“Well, at least you’re not wrapped around his finger, even though you’ve been helping him out for the last few months with studying.” Oli smiled at you, his arm now wrapping around your waist causing your stomach to swirl. “You just always keep him in the straight and the narrow. You don’t take his crap which is what I really admire about you. One of the many things I admire about you..” Oli smiled, your heart melting at his words while you smiled shyly.

“What have I done to deserve such sweet words?” You whispered shocked, tilting your head back to look up into Oli’s eyes.

“You deserve to hear sweet words like that all of the time, Y/N. Not just once in a blue moon.” Oli whispered, his smile widening as your eyes teared up. You’ve never been showered with such sweet compliments or adoring words. Oli’s words made you feel overwhelmed and left you melting like an ice cream on the Fourth of July.

“Oli..No one has ever said such sweet things to me..” You smiled, rubbing away the happy tears from your eyes hearing Oli coo and weep his arms tight around your body.

“I don’t understand why that is Y/N..You deserve to hear sweeter things than that..” Oli grinned, his thumb stroking your cheek before he beamed. “Which is why I thought I would give you something that you really deserve..” He continued, his hands now sitting on your hips and twirling you around.

As you twirled around in Oli’s grip, your eyes grew wide in surprise at the sight of a picnic set up. There was a red and white checkered blanket laid out underneath a shady oak tree, a large woven beige basket sitting on the blanket. You covered your mouth in shock feeling your heart explode with happiness and excitement all at once, a squeal leaving your lips.

“Oli!” You squealed, jumping into Oli’s awaiting arms and hugging him tightly.

“You didn’t have to do any of this! You didn’t have to anything..Oh my gosh..” You grinned, laughing as Oli scooped you up bridal style and carried you up the hill to the awaiting picnic.

“Yeah, yeah! Hush! I wanted to do this, now c'mon, I made some pretty mean sandwiches for us!” He grinned, sitting you both down on the blanket, pressing play on the radio for some music.

Nothing could stop the growing smile on your face and the excited thumping of your heart. You’ve never felt as happy as you did in this moment.


“So, what do you want to do in the futre?” Oli asked you as he grabbed s chocolate covered strawberry and pushed it in between his lips.

“I want to continue my education for another couple of years..I want to write..Maybe for the paper or the magazines or maybe even a book..” You explained with a small grin, chewing on the chocolate covered strawberry. “How about you? What are you aspiring to be?” You continued, cupping your cheek in your hand while laying down on your stomach on the blanket.

“I want to produce movies..I like to film a lot with my camera and I like to make shirt movies with my brother..So, I’m really hoping to study producing. I’m hoping to get accepted into the college..” He tells you with a grin, picking up another strawberry.

“You know what Y/N? Can I tell you somrthing?” He whispered, his eyes looking over to yours with hope. Smiling you nodded your head and gazed over to his puppy dog eyes.

“I know I complain and tend to moan about Joe a lot..But in someway, I’m really thankful for him..” He trailed off, your eyebrows raising in surprise.  "if it weren’t for Joe..or the football match..We wouldn’t have started talking..and now look at us..We’re closer than ever..“ Oli grinned, your heart swelling at his words knowing it was true. If it weren’t for Joe then you and Oli would never have started talking.

"I guess that bonehead is good for something things, isn’t he?” You giggled, glancing over to Oli’s eyes seeing him already gazing at you.

“He is good for some things..Because if it want for him..I wouldn’t have got to know you and now..If I didn’t know you..I wouldn’t be able to ask you to the dance.” He whispered, your jaw falling open in shock at his words.

“So, Y/N L/N..Will you do me the pleasure of accompanying me to the dance? Because it would be a pleasure to take you..and an honour to dance with you..” Oli whispered, his hands grabbing yours. You could feel your heart explode with happiness before it instantly fell into the pit of your stomach.

“Oli..” You whispered, completely taken a back. “I don’t know what to say..” You grinned, not expecting to be asked by Oli to the dance.

“Say yes.” Ole grinned, his voice lacing with hope.

Frowning deeply, you could feel your heart breaking instantly at your thoughts.

“I can’t..” You whispered sadly, your frown only deepening seeing Oli’s excited and happy smile now vanish from his face, a look of heart break crossing over his face.

“I-I don’t understand..Why not?” He frowned deeply, his hands now releasing yours making you frown.

Swallowing thickly, you felt your stomach swirl with uneasiness. Hot tears pooling in your eyes. You could feel your chest tighten. It was almost like the entire park was now creeping up on you, trying to suffocate you. It was now or never. Although you tried to avoid the subject as best as you could, there was now way you could get around it now. It was now that you had to break it to Oli and tell him that you are going to the dance but not with him.

“Oli, listen..”

“Did somebody else ask you?” He frowned, cutting you off before you could explain.

“Was it Luke? Ben?” Oli frowned deeper, his body now sitting up right. “I told them that I was going to ask you!” He frowned, standing to his feet. Jumping to your own feet you could feel guilt weigh down your heart as you grabbed Oli’s hands.

“No, no, no..Oli..It wasn’t Ben or Derek..” You frowned, catching your breath to calm your nerves.

“Then who Y/N?” He cut you off, his eyes gazing into yours desperately.

“Look..Oli..” You whispered, heaving in a deep breath while brushing away the tears in your eyes.

“I..I didn’t plan on attending the dance..I wasn’t expecting to be asked either..Oli, you know how much I love you and how much I love your friendship..I just..I-I got asked..and..I said yes..I-I didn’t know or even think that you would want to take me..I’m so sorry Oli..” You whispered sadly, your lips curving into a deeper frown.

“Who’s the lucky guy then?” He frowned, stepping away from your trembling body.

“Oli..I..It doesn’t matter, okay?” You sighed, rubbing your arm, avoiding his gaze.

“Oh yes. Go ahead. Break my heart and don’t tell me who gets to take you to the dance. Why don’t you break my heart even more? Save me the further heartache of seeing you at the dance with this guy and break my heart even more!” He snapped, his eyes glaring at you with fury and heartbreak.

Swallowing thickly, you could feel the tears already pooling in your eyes, knowing that there was no happy ending once you tell him who’s taking you to the dance.

“Oli please..” You whispered weakly.

“No Y/N! I’ve been preparing this all week! It took me a lot of god damn balls to ask and now..now I’m being rejected and you can’t tell me who you’re taking?” He hissed, his eyes glossing over with tears while you felt yourself grow smaller and smaller.


“No Y/N! Tell me! I’ll find out soon enough, won’t I? So, what is there to hide? It’s not like you’re taking Joe Sugg!” He yelled, his breathing heavy.

As the words left his mouth, you couldn’t help but flinch, looking down to your feet. Silence filled the space between you both. A thick tension surrounding you both that you willed for someone to come along and cut it with a knife. You wanted the ground to swallow you and never let you see life again. Your stomach was swirling with guilt and your head was pounding with screaming voices.

“Oh god..Y/N..Please..Please don’t tell me you’re taking him..” Oli croaked, his voice breaking the silence between you both.

Biting down on your lip, you kept your gaze focused on your shoes, finding them a lot more interesting than being able to own up to the actual truth.

“Look me in the eyes. Tell me it’s not true Y/N.” Oli glowered, his voice cracking as you slowly lifted your eyes up to meet his.


“No Y/N! There’s no need to say my name again and again, just give me a straight answer! Yes or no!” He bellowed, your body jumping back in fear as tears began to stream down your cheeks like two rivers.

“Yes Oli! I’m sorry, okay!? I am going to the dance with Joe! I-I’m sorry!” You cried out, running your hands through your hair feeling your body shake.

You watched Oli’s jaw drop slightly before his eyes narrowed at you.

“I can’t believe you! You’re taking him?” He laughed ruefully, his eyes rolling making your heart drop.

“Oli, I didn’t mean for this to happen! I didn’t think you wanted to ask me!” You cried out, rubbing away your tears that were now staining your cheeks.

“No Y/N! You’re pathetic! You’re going to the dance with the biggest d*ck in the school and you won’t go with me!? You know exactly what Joe is like and you still want to go with him!? He plays girls like cards and obviously he’s played you! You’re pathetic!” Oli yelled, a snarl on his lips as he turned around sharply and began to storm off down the hill, you’re heart breaking at his words, tears streaming rapidly down your cheeks.

“Oli, wait up!” You sobbed, your mind bickering back and forward with the voices inside your head as you scurried down the hill.

All you wanted to do was make a truce and make everything okay again. You couldn’t lose Oli. This wasn’t what was meant to happen. Oli was your best friend. His words were now stinging your heart, shattering it into million tiny pieces.

“Why should I wait!? Just stay away from me Y/N!” He frowned, glaring at you over his shoulder.

“Please forgive me! I’m sorry, I-I..” You stammered, only to be silenced by his cry.

“You’re not sorry, are you Y/N? Don’t even bother trying fix this or to fix our friendship, because falling for Joe Sugg is the biggest betrayal. The sad part about all of this?  I thought you were different. I thought for once in my life, I actually had a shot at romance but there I go again, getting shut out for the infamous Joe Sugg. I’m disappointed Y/N. I thought you were different..I thought that you would be the girl that would actually not fall for Joe..But I guess I was wrong, wasn’t I?” He scoffed, tears falling quickly down his cheeks.

Sobbing loudly, you cried out in frustration, wishing that you weren’t  actually in this moment and that all of this was one big nightmare. Oli was your best friend and your rock, you couldn’t lose him.

“I am different Oli! I-I’m not like every other girl, I-I’m different!” You cried, tugging at your hair, wanting to physically tear it from your skull.

Everything was spiralling out of control. You didn’t want this happen. This was meant to be a wicked and twisted nightmare. You wanted for someone to shake you by the shoulders and wake you up so you could fix everything that’s happened.

“No you’re not Y/N..I thought you were..I-I wanted to believe that you were different..But you’re not are you? You’ve fallen for Joe Sugg and you’ve fallen so hard into his smooth charm that you can’t even see it..I just..I’m already heartbroken enough, please just don’t follow me..or text me..or do anything..just stay away Y/N..It will be best for both of us..” Oli growled, his eyes glancing you over once more before he turned around, storming away from the scene madly.

Biting down on your quivering lip, you felt your body collapse onto the ground. Why is it that when everything is going so smoothly and great that it all goes wrong? Today started on such an excited high and now you want nothing more than to sleep and cry it all away. You gained someone that you thought would never be in your life but you lost one of the most important people in your life.

Falling to the ground, you tucked your knees up against your chest. Your tears growing hotter and heavier as they started to rapidly slip down your cheeks the way rain falls down the glass of the window. Pushing your head in between your knees, you could feel your body shake with the sobs that left your lips. Your lungs were burning for air, something that you weren’t giving them. You didn’t know how to feel. It was like a tornado of trouble spiralled into your life and you wanted nothing more than to sleep everything away. You were wondering why you’re now not emotionally stable. Why were you feeling like this?

Even though you don’t feel anything for Oli in your heart, he is still occupying your mind.

You couldn’t get Oli off of your mind, maybe that’s because he’s supposed to be there.


Hello lovelies,

ahhh here’s Frat Brat part eight! I am so so super excited about this series because it is certainly not finished just yet! I really hope that you enjoyed reading this part as much as I loved writing this part!

What will happen to Oli and Y/N? Will Oli ever talk to Y/N again? Has Y/N made the right decision of going to the dance with Joe? Will everything go perfectly fine at the dance or is there trouble in the horizon? Has Y/N made the best decision of her life or has it officially become the worst?

Would anybody like a part nine? Please, please, please don’t be afraid to comment down below if you would! Your comments, your feedback, your messages and absolutely everything means the world to me! Your comments really motivate me to write more and more for all of you and your comments mean the entire world to me!

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I would really like to take this time to also apologise for not updating in over a week. It was never meant to plan or work out this way. My laptop has been glitching lately which hasn’t been very fun, and I do prefer to write on my laptop when I can and my iPad has also been glitching. But I’m really very thankful that I’ve sorted out my laptop and that I’ve now been able to finish the chapter and finally post! Again, I am really incredibly and deeply sorry for not having posting sooner but I would like to thank you all so incredibly much for your patience and kind support!

All of you, yes you, mean so incredibly much to me and I am so grateful and so blessed and lucky that all of you are my readers! You are all so lovely, thoughtful, kind, beautiful, gorgeous and down to earth and I can never, ever thank you all so much for reading my stories and my imagines. I am so incredibly lucky and I can never thank you all enough for supporting my writing! I want to hug each and every single one of you beautiful little souls!

I love you all so incredibly much and now that my laptop is fixed, I hope to post a lot more sooner than I promised last time!

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I have this reoccurring dream. Where we’re sitting on this train and I have no idea where it’s going.
I look over at you and I see the sunlight breaking through the window and covering your skin with an orange twinge,
and you smile at me,
and I realize the landscape we pass is fleeting,
but for once I found something that feels so permanent.
But then I wake up.
And I think that’s the only thing I can compare falling in love with you to. Thinking that you found something so real, only to realize it was all just a fucking dream.
—  (H.S)
Dr. Jongin and Mr. Kai (Part 7)

part 1, part 2, Part 3, Part 4, Part 5 , Part 6 , Part 8

Kai laid there in bed with your head resting on his chest. He saw it rise and fall with his even breaths. He also watched the sun rise from behind your window, it’s orange and yellow rays breaking through the glass, and landing lightly on your skin, making it seem like it was glowing. He was fascinated by it, his fingers traced patterns on your upper arm.

Kai hadn’t slept, because he knew all it would do is cause trouble, and if he slept, he would lose his chance to spend time with you, and he couldn’t allow that. He didn’t know what it was about you that attracted him so much, but he felt drawn towards you like a moth towards the light. You were light. You were bright, you were funny, witty, and unbearably bossy and sometimes snobby yes and you had a strong temper that drove him crazy and gave him life at the same time, your smile lit up the room, and your heart…. Your heart was pure. You were everything he was not. He was darkness, he was trouble, he was everything you should never touch. He knew all he would do is taint your pureness. But he couldn’t help it, he needed you near.

He watched you until you squirmed underneath him, stretching your body out as you began to wake up. You opened your eyes, and when you saw Kai there, you almost screamed, but he shut you up with a kiss.

“How long have you been awake?” you asked against his lips. He smiled

“A while. You look so stupid when you sleep.” He teased, making you punch him in the arm that wasn’t cut.

“Well then why the hell were you staring you stalker freak!” you yelled, as you jumped out of the bed, and walked into your kitchen, to make some toast.

“Are you going to make toast for me cutie?” He asked you, making sure to say the last word loud and clear, just to push your buttons further. You glared at him.

“Are you planning to stay here all day? I have someone coming to see me in the afternoon.” You glared at him, and continued to push the bread onto the toaster, with your back towards him. He glared back, not because you were rude, but because he knew who was coming to see you in the afternoon. Jongin. Always stupid Jongin. Oh how he hated him.

“Nah. If I stay here a little longer I might catch the snob virus you seem to be infected with. I wouldn’t want my brain cells suffering the same fate as yours.” He sassed back, pretending not to care. It seemed to be his defense mechanism, instead of being upset, he would just attack, sass, insult. He would rather be hated, and piss people off, than let himself get upset. He was tough. He was strong. He was dark.

“That’s it. No toast for you.” You replied, grabbing the two pieces of toast that had just popped out, and placing them on a plate, before walking towards the sofa, and sitting down.

“What? But I saved you! You owe me” he replied, feeling a little disappointed. He wanted you to make food for him, it made him feel special when you did. It made him feel like he had something going for him, that someone cared. At least he did have one victory over Jongin, he had spent the night in your house.

“How long are you planning to milk that? Because if this goes on for much longer I will stab you in the neck, and then take you to a hospital, and then YOU will owe ME for saving your life” You replied, pointing your butter-knife at him. He opened his eyes wide, before letting out a loud peal of laughter.

“You win this one, little one.” He told you, before grabbing two pieces of bread, and making his own toast. He walked towards you once it was ready, and sat down beside you on the sofa, getting unusually close. It made you feel slightly uncomfortable, and in a twisted kind of way, it was what he wanted. He wanted you to notice his presence, he wanted you to know who had the upper hand here.

Suddenly, with a little yelp, the puppy rose from its makeshift bed on a cushion you had laid out on the floor, and ran straight towards Kai, jumping at his legs, and barking with that cute high pitched sound it made. Kai seemed taken aback at first, his eyes opened wide, and he froze in place, before he let out a chuckle, and picked up Chio, setting him on his lap, as he placed his plate on the coffee table. The little puppy began licking his hands, and trying to reach his face with such enthusiasm, it was impossible to assume that they had just met.

You watched them awe struck, wondering how someone as mean as Kai could have such a soft spot with puppies. It was almost comic.

You nibbled on your toast, while you watched the two interact, trying to suppress the girly giggles that were about to erupt from your lips, for you did not dare ruin the scene. You set your plate down, and turned your body completely, crossing your legs, so you could watch them, and you were taken aback. When you saw the cute scrunch of his nose, and the way he smiled, and how his eyes glowed so perfectly, for a second you thought you were looking at Jongin. But you knew that was impossible. You began feeling dizzy.

Chio ran across the sofa, and into your lap, barking softly, and licking you, making you giggle, as you played with him, and stroked him behind the ears. Kai stared at you with sparkling eyes, unable to comprehend how anything as beautiful as you could ever exist. He hated himself for having those thoughts. He hated himself for even wanting to look at you. He didn’t even know for sure whether these were his feelings.

He looked across the room to the big clock on your wall, and sighed. He didn’t want to have to leave, but he knew he should. Things would not go well if he stayed here for long. So he got up, and patted his jeans to get rid of the crumbs and dog fur.

“Are you leaving?” You asked, as you played with Chio, lifting your gaze towards him, a little disappointed. His heart ached with the look you just gave him, and he almost decided to stay, but he knew he couldn’t.

“Ahh yeah, I think I should go. I’ll see you later though, cutie. I’ll keep my eyes on you.” He told you with a wink, before he got up, and limped towards the door. It made you wonder how the hell he had managed to carry you on his arms so effortlessly. You had to admit you were worried.

“Are you sure you’re going to be okay? Do you need me to call a cab? Do you have a number I can call to make sure you got home okay?” You asked, worry creasing your features, as you stared at him, looking his body over, desperate to find no signs of further damage. His heart melted at your words, and he wanted nothing more than to rush over to you and kiss you, and quite possibly do naughty things to you on that sofa, but that was not the point.

“Yeah. I’m fine. I’m a big boy. But it is cute to see how much you care, I knew you loved me. I’m just irresistible. I  don’t  have a phone, but don’t worry cutie, I’ll find you” He smirked at you, his ever so cocky attitude shining through. You sighed, as you watched him leave out your door. You wanted to punch him in the nose, who the hell did he think he was to speak to you in such a patronizing way? AGH! Stupid cocky piece of S**t.

You spent the day reminiscing the night with Kai, feeling blush creeping to your cheeks when you remembered how you almost gave yourself to  him, how close you were to betraying whatever kind of relationship you had with Kai, and the rough way his lips attacked yours, so passionate, so needy, so expertly.

You played with Chio, smiling at how smart the puppy was, and how cute and adorable he was, just like his owner. You missed Jongin. He promised he would come by in the afternoon, but he never stated a time, and that made you anxious. What if he had grown tired of you? What if he found you boring? What if he never really liked you in the first place and that’s why he didn’t kiss you as much as you wanted him to? He hadn’t texted you all day… He hadn’t texted you after your date either, and it made you so upset…

Suddenly there was a knock on your door, and at the same time, your phone buzzed. You quickly set Chio down, and grabbed the phone from the coffee table, unlocking it and immediately checking your texts.

Jongin: Hey! Sorry for not texting. I’m not sure where my day went. I have been sleeping all day. I just walked back to pick Chio up, but then I realized I never told you what time I’d be coming, so maybe you are out. But I am already at your door, so if you are in, please open? I missed you xx

You smiled at the text, and quickly darted towards the door, swinging it open ready to greet Jongin and his precious smiley face, but your heart dropped to your stomach the moment you saw him.

There he was, standing at your door, with his hands in his sweatpants, and a sheepish smile accompanied by a shrug of his shoulders, his hair was a mess, his cheeks were covered a deep blue and purple, and his lip was split. It all seemed too familiar. The wheels in your head began to turn, and you were taken aback by the sudden realization. What the hell was going on?

A/N: A short imagine! Enjoy(: 

 You had your headphones on and the volume was on full blast so you couldn’t hear the many rocks that were being thrown at your window but when one came barreling through, breaking the expensive glass it scared the crap out of you.

“What the hell?!” You yanked off the black headphones.

“Oh shit!” You could hear being yelled from just outside the window.

Pulling the window up, you’re met with the sight of your best friend getting ready to throw another rock.

“No the fuck you don’t! Hey, put it down.”

It was already four in the morning and you were sure the neighbors could hear you yelling but you didn’t care.

“Justin it’s late! Why are you-you know what I’m not even going to ask. Meet me at the front door.”

He smiled and tossed the rock to the side.

A few minutes later you were downstairs, opening the door.

“What is wrong with you? You do know I have a phone you could’ve called instead of breaking the window.”

He just shrugged and moved past you to the foyer, “I’m starving. What do ya got to eat?”

“You didn’t throw rocks at my house because you’re hungry. You’re a millionaire, go buy some food!”

He didn’t respond, just skipped to the kitchen. That’s when you realized he had been drinking.

You followed after him and sat down at the island in the middle of the room.

“Why don’t you ever have junk food here?!” Justin whined.

“Check the bottom cabinet on the left.”

Justin grabbed the bag of hot Cheetos and ripped it open.

“Be careful, they’re spicy.”

He scoffed, “Please I can handle hot Cheetos.” Then proceeded to stuff a handful into his mouth.

You watched him, waiting for it to hit him which only took a few seconds and then he ran to the sink to spit it out.

You started laughing and couldn’t stop because he grabbed the liter of coke you had in the refrigerator. It made it even worse and he was practically crying now from the heat.

“Dude drink milk before you die!” You said through your chuckling.

He downed half of the gallon of milk before talking.

“That wasn’t too bad.” He smiled.

You rolled your eyes, “O-kay.”

“There’s left over red velvet cake if you want it. It’s at the very top.”

He grabbed the container and didn’t bother to get a fork to eat with before he shoved a whole piece into his mouth.

“What is up with you?”

“Me and Jess broke up.” He said between bites.

“So? you two break up every two weeks. What’s different now?”

“I’m in love with someone else.” Justin said like it was nothing.

That’s freaking big news because they’ve been together for a year and how could you not know he even liked someone else?!

“No way! Who?” You were excited because Jess hadn’t been the best person to be around.

“Someone.” He turned around and went back into the refrigerator and not coming back out until he had a turkey leg in his hand.

“Does this someone have a name?”
You poked some more.

“You.” Justin’s eyes zeroed in on you.

Again you began laughing, Justin was being really funny tonight and you were a little irritated that he broke your bedroom window for this.

“Right well I can tell that you’ve been drinking and the alcohol has gotten to your head. So you know where the spare bedroom is. Goodnight Justin.”

As you walked up the stairs to the bedroom, thoughts came in whizzing into your head and all you could think of was the moments where you and Justin almost kissed. You had a crush on him a while ago but let it go because of his relationship but now everything is screwed up because of what he said. But it couldn’t be true. Right?