.wow typing his name like that i just got the band name

if you’re struggling for AU ideas take a look-see at this list i wrote for my friend who dubbed it “better than the 10 commandments" 

1)     Coffee shop AU

i)       Barista and person who has a ridiculous coffee order

ii)      I’m worried about your coffee dependency

iii)     you accidentally poured boiling hot coffee over me so you’re responsible for taking me to A&E

iv)     you give me a different fake name every time you come into starbucks and I just want to know your real name bc ur cute but here I am scrawling “batman” onto your stupid cappuccino

2)      Flower shop AU

i)       You buy a weird amount of flowers and I’m concerned as to why

ii)      I’m allergic to flowers but I work in a flower shop – you’re a customer who’s very confused as to why I’d do that

iii)     (this is also a good way to incorporate flower meanings eg, buying certain colours/types for person to represent feelings etc.)

3)      Library AU

i)       You’re overdue on this book and I want it so I’m tracking u the fuck down

ii)      I work in the library and I’m a little concerned for your health bc you never stop studying

iii)     The library’s pretty empty save for you and me and OH that couple making out loudly in the shelves somewhere

4)      Awful first time meeting

i)       I accidentally punched you in the face when I was too overexcited about something

ii)      I thought you were my friend who’s just done something awful to me (read: cut my hair while I slept, dyed all of my clothes pink, etc. etc.) because you look similar from behind so I stormed up to you and shoved you from behind while calling you an asshole

iii)     You get the gist to this one

iv)     Oooh when you told me your name I thought you were joking because it’s fucking awful and I made a joke about it and things got awkward real fucking fast (perfect for a Hannibal au just saying)

5)      Weird places to meet/awkward meetings in general

i)       We live in the same block of flats but haven’t ever talked and Sunday morning we were both doing the walk of shame and had to stand in the lift together

ii)      “okay I know that being in the woods at 2am is a weird thing to be doing but my friend called me and- wait, why are you in the woods at 2am, fuck I’m going to die aren’t I?”

iii)     A personal favourite of mine – first day at a new job and oh fuck my boss is the person I drunkenly hooked up with last weekend/night

iv)     We keep accidentally running into each other I’m not a stalker I swear

v)      You live across from me in our apartments and we smile when we see each other but we don’t really know each other and oh you’re the stripper at my friend’s stag do/hen night fuck this is really uncomfortable

vi)     “My shower’s broken but I’ve got a date tonight could I possibly use your shower please?” “Oh sure (neighbour that I’ve been crushing on for the past six months) of course you can use my shower to get ready for your date (fuck fuck fuck)”

6)      Friends to romance – pining and all that wonderful shit

i)       You’ve got a date tonight and you asked for advice on what to wear but I’m so in love with you and damn you look good in the outfit I picked out for you

ii)      I really like you but you’re my best friend’s ex

iii)     You’ve liked me for ages and were really obvious about it and I didn’t like all the attention but now you’re over me I really miss it and fuck I think I like you too?

iv)     Somewhere along the way of getting into bar fights together, staying up all night with movie marathons, other friendship things, I’ve fallen in love with you but oh my god this could ruin EVERYTHING

v)      Friends with benefits oh wait I like you

7)      FAKE DATING HOLY SHIT I LIVE FOR THIS

i)       It’s my highschool reunion and I need a hot date so I can rub it in the faces of the people who hated me

ii)      My homophobic parents are coming to visit will you pretend to date me as an extra “fuck you”?

iii)     There’s a person who won’t stop bugging me will you pretend to be my partner so that they’ll fuck off?

iv)     I told my sister I have a boyfriend so she’d stop trying to set me up with people but now she’s coming to visit and I’m in too deep I need a fake boyf ASAP

8)      Soulmate aus

i)       The first words your true love(s) will say to you are tattooed on you and why the fuck are their first words something really ridiculous like ‘I’ll pay you a tenner to punch me in the face’ or ‘quick what’s your favourite animal’ or ‘fucking shit hell holy fuck wow oh my god jesus h Christ fuck me’ etc. or even worse a really ridiculous song lyric like  the opening lines of uptown funk or a high school musical song or smthing did you have to serenade me the first time you saw me asshole?

ii)      You get an ‘impression’ of your soulmate when you turn 18 or something but all I got was a strong smell of bananas or an overwhelming feeling that Thatcher was a good prime minister or an image in my mind of a fucking unicorn

iii)     The more ridiculous the better actually

iv)     Something like whenever your soulmate sings a duet you can’t help but join in and my fucking soulmate is in a goddamn band but I can’t sing for shit

v)      Or maybe something like soulmates always sneeze at the same time and I cant be sure but me and this kid in my French class just sneezed at the same time are we soulmates or was it a coincidence (proceed w character trying to make themselves sneeze around said person to see what’s what)

9)      Alternate universes for real

i)       Mermaids

ii)      Siren and asexual pirate who doesn’t understand why all his crew are losing their shit that person has a nice voice sure but what the fuck is happening

iii)     Hogwarts

iv)     We live in a world where the greek gods are real and you went and got yourself cursed and now I have to go on a fucking quest to sort this shit out why do I love you again?

v)      Pacific rim au (either they’re drift compatible or one of them is a ranger and the other stresses constantly bc what if they die yes I have read a fic like this no I didn’t come up with this one but it’s fucking good) (also if you haven’t seen that film go watch it now)

vi)     Literally any movie or book universe you like tbh just go for it

10)   Other aus that I like

i)       I wanted to go on the ferris wheel but there has to be two people to a cart come on random person let’s go oh wait are we stuck at the top? Fuck

ii)      We work in the same office and you have a goddamn squeaky chair and you wONT FUCKING STOP SQUEAKING IT BECAUSE YOU KNOW IT ANNOYS ME

iii)     Our mutual friend set us up on a blind date and I thought I’d hate it but you’re actually… kind of funny? But because I expected to hate it in no way am I going to let you change my mind just because you’re gorgeous and funny and intelligent oh no my friend is not winning this

iv)     It started to snow and I’m the only one of our friends who would go outside with you – I soon found out why none of the others would go out in the snow with you (this works best if they’re new friends who don’t know each other all that well) when you shoved a handful of snow down my back and declared snow war

v)      It’s nowhere near Christmas it’s literally still November would you calm down about Christmas wait no why are you getting the tree out no stop please stop (if you do this pre-relationship you can have the grouchy one secretly finding the other’s excitement endearing and falling in love with them actually that works for established relationship too)

vi)     Current partner got a new job in America (or other country far away) and we’re getting by on skype calls and emails but it’s not easy and then I met someone new (can be poly or can be finding the OTP person)

vii)   You want us both to get in shape and I hate working out/running but your ass looks really good in shorts oh the things I do for my friends and their nice asses

viii)  Carrying on from 10.vii. you’ve caught me checking you out in what I thought was a subtle way too many times and now you’re calling me out on it what do I do???

ix)     You’re an actor/other famous person that I really admire and I just saw you in the street and as I was debating whether or not to say hi you came up to me and started flirting what do I do??

x)      You were waving at your friend behind me but I got confused and waved back at you and now I’m dying of embarrassment but you think it’s cute

xi)     I sat down in the wrong class and I’m panicking but don’t want to get up and leave because the class has started and you think it’s hilarious and shut up you dumb fuck you don’t know me aahhh

xii)   I’m a waiter at this wedding and you’re a drunk guest who will not stop hitting on me please I’m trying to work no I can’t dance with you omg let me find you some water

xiii)  Our best friends are that awful ‘cute’ couple that make-out in public and call each other “sweetie” and “sugar” and “babe” and god they’re awful let’s talk about how awful they are – develops into “shit we’re the awful couple now”

xiv)  You pissed me off in class so I threw a book at your head and now I’m in detention and jesus fuck I hate you so much and the teacher made me apologise and wait you’re cuter up close and the way you talk is kind of nice actually oh fuck no

Okay I could go on forever but this is over 1,500 words of auing already I have too many ideas christ

send me some to @theskyis-forever with a pairing for me to write :)

Tree Bros Oneshot: Evan’s Birthday

AN: hey everyone! this is my first deh oneshot, so i hope you enjoy. 

July 10: Connor and Evan have been dating for a few months now, and today is Evan’s birthday. Connor has no idea what to get him, so he seeks help from his sister Zoe and Evan’s other friend Jared. Unfortunately, they’re as clueless as he is. 

Warnings: None

Word Count: 1,123


“I don’t know, I don’t know, I don’t know!” Connor panicked, pacing back and forth in his bedroom.

It was currently noon, and Connor had planned to pick up Evan for a little birthday date at four, but there was one problem. He didn’t have a present. 

“Dude, calm down. Just get him like a plant or something. He likes trees, right?” Jared sat in Connor’s office chair, spinning in circles and acting calmer than the Murphy boy. 

“Why don’t you buy him a Keurig? Everyone loves Keurigs,” Zoe chimed in. She was sprawled out on Connor’s bed with her head hanging upside down off the side. 

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MESSAGE DELIVERED | pt.1

→ Pairing: Jungkook x Reader / Namjoon x Reader
→ Genre: fluff, smut, angst, humor
→ Words: 2,517
→ Rated: NC-17
→ Warnings: alcohol, language
→ Summary: A text message sent to the wrong number turns into a long lasting affair between two people completely opposite one another.
→ Note: This is an old thing and actually the first thing I wrote after the accident, and I decided to post it again because I kind of hold it close to my heart ? It’s not all going to be texts between the characters, but quite a lot of backstory and stuff the more we get into it. It’ll be told from both Y/N’s POV and Jungkook’s. Please enjoy! :)

Parts: 01 : interim : 02 : coming soon

cr.


The first time you receive one it’s in the middle of the night.

At first you simply stir in your sleep, turning around as if that will somehow stop the annoying buzzing resounding from under your pillow. When it doesn’t, you grab the cursed device and flip it over in your hands, wondering whom of your stupid friends decided to be an excruciating pain in the ass this late.

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Must Be Love On The Brain

Summary: Based on 12x11 where Dean gets hexed with a memory spell. The reader is his wife who leaves everything she’s doing in the bunker help Sam get her husband back. 

Autor: @sleepywinchester | prev. deanwinchester-af

Pairings: Dean x Reader

Words: 2.5k+

Beta: @latinenglishfandomblog

Warnings: Humor. Feelings. Fluff. Bit of Angst. Spoilers. 

A/N: This piece is kind of a episode, re-write honestly. Also this is my entry for @winchester-writes Drinking Writing Challenge! My prompt is:  Black Label Scotch - “Wow, well don’t you look hot as hell.” Also, another Valentine’s themed fic <3 Yep, I’m on a roll. | gifs are not mine | 

Feedback is always appreciated it <3

“Call me if you need anything. Dean broke his phone.”

The hunch of worry Sam’s text message gave you drifted away quickly. Dean damaging his phone wasn’t something new. The man changed cell phone continually, and usually after hunts. Dean always ended up dropping over his device. It wouldn’t surprise you if he started to carry spares again.

For this hunt you decided to stay back and for once act like a full housewife. The laundry, cleaning or grocery shopping wasn’t going to do itself. You also have been planning yours and Dean’s Valentine’s evening. Tonight was going to be eventful.  You were a big fan of multitasking. Everything was running perfectly, you had laundry and cleaning checked off your ‘To Do List’ when Sam called saying Dean had amnesia.

In less than twenty minutes you were packed up and already on your way to them.

Knock knock knock.

You could heard steps reaching the door and Sam babbling some words. A part of you already knew it was your husband walking towards the door. In that moment the door got wide open, Dean standing in front of you. But the man standing in front of you didn’t looked back at you like your husband Dean would’ve have. This man glanced at your body up and down, his eyes not recognizing you but liking what they see.  

“Wow!” Dean exclaimed, his grin flirtatious. “Well don’t you look hot as hell.”

That was something your husband would tell you but not with those eyes. Dean looked at you like he saw a hot stranger. In other circumstances you would gave him a chuckle and blow him a kiss. Tonight your heart felt like it was being slowly crushed.  

Your frowned, “Dean?”

He nodded once with wide eyebrows, “Do I know you?”’

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Club Soda and Whiskey

Characters:  Dean x reader, Sam

Summary:  Dean meets reader at a rock show.

Word Count:  3317

Warnings:  Language, sex, slightly angsty 

As aways, feedback is welcomed and appreciated. Tags are at the bottom. There is still room on my new Forever Tag list! Add yourself here

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Club Soda and Whiskey

Sipping your drink, you sit on the stool at the bar. As far as venues go, this one isn’t too bad. It smells of beer, but not in a funky, sweaty man and stale cigarette kind of way. It’s not smoky and the crowd seems cool. The band has played in far worse conditions. Like that time at that dive bar in LA. That was a night that you’d never forget. A biker gang had decided the middle of the set would be the perfect time for an all out brawl. One thing was for sure, there was never a dull moment to be had.

You fiddle with the slice of lime garnishing the rim of your glass while you watch the crowd. A tall, handsome man threads his way through the crowd. He’s rugged and sexy, broad shouldered. You notice by his gait that he’s bow-legged. He sidles up next to you at the bar and gives you a broad grin. Damn, he’s one good-looking son of a bitch. Probably a total douche, though. Most of the guys you meet in these clubs are.

Lifting a finger to the bartender, the man says smoothly, “I’ll have whatever she’s having.”

You stifle a giggle as the bartender replies, “You want a club soda?”

The light catches his eyes as his lips turn up into a grin. They are a brilliant shade of green. He chuckles, “Scratch that. I’ll take a whiskey.”

The bartender nods and turns to pull a bottle off the glass shelf. Tall-and-handsome turns to you, extending his hand. “Hi there, I’m Dean.”

“Hey,” you respond, taking his hand and grasping firmly. Christ, he’s strong. “I’m (Y/N).”

“Have you seen this band before?” he asks casually.

“Yeah, I’ve been to all their shows.”

“Wow, that’s dedication! I’m just in town for a few days and thought I’d catch a show. I’d never heard of them until today.”

“Well, Dean, you are in for a treat,” you say, smiling up at him. Dean looks just past your shoulder and you turn to see the hulking form behind you. It’s Clint, head of security for the band. Clint is big and looks menacing, but he’s a teddy bear at heart. Clint leans and whispers in your ear and you nod in response.

“Sorry, Dean, that’s my cue. I have to get going”

“Wait…are you with the band?” Dean asks.

“Uh, yeah…I’m the tour manager,” you reply.

“Really? Awesome!”

You give him a wave and start to follow after Clint, before turning back to Dean. “Hey, what do you say to a backstage pass?”

“For real?” The expression on his face is like a kid in a candy store. “Man, I’d love that. But I’m here with my brother…”

“What’s his name?”

“Sam.”

“Okay, when you find your brother, go talk to Clint. He’ll be to the left of the stage. Give him your names and he’ll bring you backstage.”

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Sugar and Spice

Summary: When your landlord gets sick of you being late with rent, you decide to find a sugar daddy as a last resort. What you never expected was that one of your favourite actors, Richard Speight Jr, was one.
Word count: 911
Warnings: Don’t think there are any.
Cover art by wifey @pepperwoodatnight thank you <3


Your name: submit What is this?

Chapter one: The meeting

You were late with your rent yet another month, and your landlord was getting sick of it. You were a student and for some reason you couldn’t get a job no matter how many you applied to, so here you were at your last resort; seekingarrangement.com. A site for finding sugar daddies. You scrolled through endless profiles, young men, old men, you name it.

You had looked around for over an hour, scrolling, scrolling, scrolling through Johnnyboy, RobertAdventure01, AndyAwesome, DickSpeight- wait, what? You blinked and looked again. In grey letters was the name DickSpeightJr. You looked at the picture. It was taken from a distance, so you didn’t see who it was immediately, but a closer look confirmed that holy shit, Richard Speight Jr was on a sugar daddy site, looking for a sugar baby!?

You clicked his profile. It stated his name, age and a short bio. Actor, director, single. You clicked the message symbol. After about ten minutes you had finished what you thought was an appealing letter to the actor. You waited while your heart pounded like crazy. No way would you be able to sleep now!

It took an hour before you got a response. He liked you. He thought you sounded sweet. He said you were very beautiful. He wanted to meet for coffee. Your heart jolted as you typed a reply, and eventually you decided on a nearby café in a few days.

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21 Questions- Calum Hood

So this isn’t my best despite all the time spent on it, also REALLY long, but wanted to give you guys something…so enjoy

But then what? You drop your guy and take me on, it’s everything i wanted…but then what? Would you get tired of my time? -21 questions, Waterparks

Your boyfriend got a new gig, a major one. Or at least that’s what he made it seem like. You had no idea what this 5 seconds of summer was. What kind of name is that for a band anyway? Regardless you were happy for him. This was his first big gig in months. Sure he’d have to follow them on the American leg of their tour, and be gone for awhile but that’s what you signed up for.

“I can’t wait! This is going to be so awesome! And I already met the guys, they’re super chill. You’ll like them a lot. Now have you seen my box of SD cards? I can’t them anywhere…or that new lens….Where’d you put them?”

“You already packed them” You laughed. “And what’s this about me liking them?? You never mentioned I have to meet them…”

He looked up at you and sighed.

“Dammit…I blew it. Oh well might as well tell you…”

“What?”

“Well Y/n, you see….”

“Jesse…”

“You’re coming with me for the first month”

“WHAT?!”

“You get to come on tour! Look babe I know it’s been hard between us lately, but I think if you came with me and we just got away for awhile it’ll fix things…” He said, pulling you close.

“Oh Jesse…that sounds wonderful…this will be so much fun!! Oh my god, I have to start packing. A month?? What am I going to wear, what can I bring, oh my gosh” You said, giving him a quick kiss before rushing to your closet to start packing.

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You walked into the venue. The band had to be here early for set up, so they thought it would be best for all of us to meet there. That way Jesse could also plan out his shots.

From the look on his face, you can tell he was already doing that as he looked at the stage in front of you both.

“Hang on, I’ll be right back” He said, disappearing somewhere on the side of the stage.

“Ya, sure just leave me here…” You sighed. He was already gone though.

“Are you supposed to be here?” Someone said from behind you.

You turned to see a boy with dark hair and tanned skin. He was wearing a sleeveless shirt, leaving his bulging arms exposed, and giving full view to his tattoos. You couldn’t help but stare, then in embarrassment you fumbled for the lanyard around your neck.

“Yeah….” You said holding up your badge.

“Oh ok, I thought you might be some fan that snuck in”

“Haha, no…I honestly don’t even know who the band is…I’m supposed to meet them later though. And of course I’ll be on tour with them for awhile…”

“Really?” He grinned

“Yup. Do you know them?”

“Yeah. Quite well actually. They’re all assholes.” He laughed

“Seriously?”

“Oh yeah. They’re the worst. Here, I’ll introduce you” He said, pulling you by the hand.

Once you were backstage, he went straight for the dressing room.

“Hey we got company, you all better be decent” Calum yelled as he opened the door.

“Hey guys this is…what was your name?” Calum asked you.

“Y/n”

“Y/n…” Calum said, smiling at you.

“You brought her backstage with out knowing her name? What is she’s just some stalker fan” A tall boy with blonde hair and blue eyes asked.

“Yeah Calum, come on think dude” Another boy with blonde hair asked, dark scruff covering his chin.

“Um hello? Yes, I’m right here. What is with the whole stalker fan thing? You guys actually have those? And why am I assumed to be one? What because I’m female? Look I’m actually meant to be here, see this badge? I don’t think I could have stolen a photographer’s badge.”

“Ohhh! You’re Jesse’s girlfriend yes?” A boy with curly brown hair asked, holding a pair of drumsticks.

“Yes, thanks for finally realizing. Calum here was right, you guys are a bunch of assholes.”

“Calum said that?” The taller blonde boy asked, laughing. The other two laughing with him.

“You’re Jesse’s girlfriend?” Calum asked you, giving you a confused look.

“Yes…”

“Ok Y/n, so when Calum said the band is made up of a bunch of assholes, did he mention he’s our bassist? ” The one with the scruff said.

“What? Seriously?” You said turning to Calum

“Wow…you really aren’t a stalker fan are you?” The drummer asked.

Calum seemed lost in thought, but quickly returned to normal at this.

“Yup! See I told you!” Calum laughed, throwing his arm around you.

“Woah watch it buddy, she’s taken. Hi I’m Michael.” The boy with the scruff, Michael, said while shaking your hand.

“Luke” The tall blonde boy said, shaking your hand as well.

“Ashton, and I’m more of a hugging type” The curly haired boy said, giving you a huge bear hug.

“Hi…Well, nice to meet you guys”

“Y/n! There you are! I’ve been looking all over for you! I see you met the guys… hope you all have been nice…” Jesse said, giving them a smirk. He then went to stand by you and put his arm around your waist.

As he did this, you couldn’t help but see Calum staring, and you couldn’t quite place his expression. Was it anger, jealousy, hurt? All three?

“They’ve been great. Don’t worry. I think we’ll have a lot of fun” You said smiling.

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One hour until the show started. You were really busy, making sure all the cameras, lenses, batteries, and SD cards were in order. You had front row seats to the show (thank you boys) but you wanted to make sure everything was in place for your boyfriend.

“Wow looks great babe! Thanks! Why don’t you go get some snacks or something? There’s the catering table right over there. Relax for a bit before the madness starts.”

“Sure”

You had just filled your plate with various snacks when you felt someone walk up next to you. You looked up to see Calum.

“Hey Calum. Ready for the show?”

“Yup. I think you’ll really enjoy it.”

“Yeah? I don’t know we’ll see…” You said giving him a wink.

“Oh I know you’ll love it”

“And why is that?”

“Because your sitting front row on my side of the stage. Complete view of all of this” He said, gesturing to himself.

“Oh really?” You laughed.

“Yup. So you see, it’s a real party on my side. Impossible not to have a great time.”

“Haha well I think that all depends on your music”

“Oh that? We’ve got that covered”

“I’d hope so since you are performing” You laughed. “But I’ve never heard you guys before”

“Really? Well then we really must play our hearts out” He said, giving you a wink before grabbing a chip off your plate and walking away.

“That was mine!” You yelled after him. He gave you a thumbs up in response.

“Dork…” You muttered to yourself.

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You didn’t expect to like the show. You didn’t expect to actually have a good time, despite Calum’s confidence that you would. You didn’t expect to actually like there music, but look at you now. The whole show, you couldn’t stop dancing and smiling. The whole crowd seemed to know every single word to every single song…you didn’t even think that was possible. You desperately wished you knew the words too, you wished you could connect to the songs like they did before now. They were amazing, and Calum…. Well there’s a lot to say on that matter. You thought he was very attractive before, but put a bass in his hands and he instantly became 10x more attractive. The way he played and sang….and not just him, all of the guys. You could definitely see the appeal. Of course it didn’t help that Calum was constantly smiling or winking at you. Every time he merely glanced at you, your heart pounded in your chest. You never instantly liked someone so much, not even with Jesse. Jesse…fuck.

The whole show you kept glancing at your boyfriend, just as a reminder that you were in a committed relationship, and despite all the problems between the two of you, you did in fact love him….right?

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You had been on tour with the guys for a little over a week now. They had the weekend off, and were planning to spend the weekend right. And by that, they weren’t spending their precious time off relaxing and catching up on sleep. Oh no, the whole weekend was going to be spent partying. You couldn’t wait, and were super excited the guys invited you and Jesse along. Everything was supposed to start Friday night, only you woke up puking your guts out Friday morning. Yup, on the best weekend of your life you woke up sick. Wonderful. So much for partying. You insisted Jesse go though, no use in the both of you missing out. However, you didn’t actually expect him to just leave you there in the hotel room sick while he went out and partied.

So here you are in bed at 9pm Friday night watching Netflix. You were a little better than this morning, at least the puking stopped anyway. Your stomach and head were killing you though.

Suddenly you heard the door open.

“Jesse? I knew you wouldn’t just leave me here, and- Calum?”

The tall boy who walked into your room wasn’t your boyfriend after all.

“Hey Y/n…I heard you were sick. So, I brought you chicken soup” He smiled as he held up the container of some really yummy looking soup.

“Thanks Calum. You really didn’t have to do this. Why aren’t you out tonight with everyone else?”

“Well because someone has to take care of you, and when your boyfriend made it clear to me he wasn’t going to do that I decided to take it upon myself”

“Ya…I told him to go and have fun”

“That doesn’t mean he should have done it. He should be here bringing you soup instead of getting drunk at the bar. I mean that’s what boyfriends are for, they should take care of their girl”

“Your girlfriend is truly lucky isn’t she?”

“Haha, no girlfriend here”

“Seriously?”

“Seriously. Now here eat this” He said, handing you a bowl of the soup.

You never asked Calum about his love life, just naturally assumed he had someone. The news he was single shocked you, and also made you feel happy and relieved.

“This is delicious” You said, scarfing down the incredible soup.

“I’m glad you like it”

One you finished the soup, he took the bowl from you and set it down on the counter. He then felt your forehead, moving your hair out of your face with his fingertips.

“You’re burning up. Let me go get you a towel”

He then walked into the bathroom, to get a cold wash cloth. He made you lay down, then set the cloth on your forehead. He then jumped into the other side of the bed with you.

“So what are we watching?”

“Calum, you’re gonna get sick”

“I’ll be fine…and I promised to take care of you! That means I can’t leave your side all night” He winked.

“Fine. You’re lucky I’m feeling better than I was earlier.”

“I didn’t know you were sick earlier. But I’m here now, and so what are we watching?”

You laughed and shook your head, but decided to flip through your options. You settled on some movie and tried to ignore the fact that Calum was laying in bed a mere few inches away from you. You couldn’t however, so of course you had no idea what was going on in the movie.

It was nearly midnight by the time the movie ended. Calum got up off the bed and came to stand next to you.

“How are you feeling? Do you need anything?”

“Water?”

“Coming right up” He smiled, then went to get a bottled water from the mini fridge.

“Here you go my lady”

“Thank you kind sir, how would I have gotten over this without you?” You teased.

“We’ll never know” He laughed. “Hey so I’m going to go, I don’t want Jesse coming in here and getting the wrong idea”

“Yeah…of course. I understand.”

“Goodnight Y/n. I’ll come see you tomorrow ok?” He then surprised you by kissing your cheek. He smiled, then left the room before you could find words.

****************************

The next night your apparent 24 hour sickness was gone, so this meant you could go out with the guys. You decided to wear a classic black mini dress to whatever club the guys chose tonight. As soon as you entered the venue, you were overwhelmed with bright lights and pounding music. Jesse went straight for the bar saying he’ll find you later (no surprise there) while you looked for the guys.

“Y/n!” A voice said from behind you.

You turned to see Luke.

“Hey!” You said, giving him a huge hug.

“Glad to see you’re feeling better! We were all worried! Come on we’re over here” He said, grabbing your hand and leading you to their table.

“Guys, look who I found!”

Michael and Ashton cheered, shouting for you to sit down. Calum’s eyes went wide as he saw you, his gaze dropping down your body, admiring the dress. His staring was making you blush. The only spot at the table was next to Calum, so you sat down right next to him.

“You’re feeling better”

“Yeah…must have been one of those 24 hour things”

“Well you look incredible….”

“Thanks”

“Hey Y/n have you had anything to drink yet?” Michael asked.

“Of course not Mikey, here Y/n have a beer” Ashton said, sliding a beer towards you.

“Thanks” You said, taking a sip.

“Where’s Jesse at?” Calum asked you.

“Um…I’m not sure actually…he said he was going to get a drink then would meet us later, but I don’t see him anywhere…”

“Great. Wanna dance?”

“You’re kidding me”

“Nope. Come on! It’ll be fun” He said, giving you one of those big cheesy grins you couldn’t resist.

He grabbed your hand as he pulled you to the dancefloor, spinning you to face him as you both moved to the music. Calum surprised you, he was actually a really good dancer. He moved his hand to your hips as you wrapped your arms around his neck, loving being this close to him. You were so lost in each other and the music that you didn’t notice who was approaching you.

“What the fuck!!” Jesse yelled, pulling Calum off of you and pushing him into the crowd.

“Jesse what are you doing?” You screamed.

“What am I doing? What are you doing Y/n?! I brought you here so you and I could get closer, not so you could hook up with this-”

“Woah mate, hold up” Calum said

“Jesse you’re drunk” You said, shaking your head.

“And you’re a slut” Jesse slurred

“Fuck you. We’re done”

“You can’t just-”

“Yes I can, and I will. I’m through with this shit Jesse! I’ve put up with a lot, but you being drunk and acting like this? Treating me like this? No. We’re done.”

You didn’t give him a chance to reply, just stormed out of the club. You heard someone running behind you.

“Y/n! Wait up!” Calum said, finally catching up to you. “Are you alright”

“I will be…for now I better go pack up my things…”

“Here let me call a car, and I’ll help you”

“Thanks Cal”

*********

You and Calum finally repacked all your bags, luckily you never really unpack at hotels.

“Hey so I know you probably don’t have a place to stay, but Michael and I were originally gonna share a room, but then management went ahead and got us separate rooms, so there’s an extra bed in my room. It’s yours if you want it. You don’t have to and-”

You interrupted him by crushing him in a huge bear hug.

“Oh my gosh Calum that would be so wonderful! Thank you!”

“No problem” He said, wrapping his arms tightly around you.

You stayed like that for a moment, wrapped in each others arms. With Calum’s strong arms holding you tight, you never felt more at home. For once in your life you just felt happy, and warm, and just at peace. No stress, no worries, well just one….

“We better get out of here before Jesse comes back” You said, reluctantly pulling away

“Yeah. Come on, my room is a floor up”

*******

You threw your bags on the bed you assumed was yours, since the other one was unmade.

“Well this is it. Wanna watch a movie or something?” Calum said, sitting on the edge of his bed.

“Um yeah, sure” You said, sitting down next to him.

“How are you feeling”

“Kind of numb to be honest”

“You’re not upset or anything? You did just break up with your boyfriend”

“Weirdly enough no. I don’t regret it. Its something I should have done a long time ago, tonight was just the universe’s way of telling me that”

“So you’re good?” He asked, putting an arm around you. “Because if you need someone to talk to or a shoulder to cry on-”

“Omg no” You laughed, laying your head on his shoulder. “It’s ok. Really.”

“Ok. If you say so” He said, wrapping his arm tighter around you.

“Calum, thank you so much. You really didn’t have to do this” You said, looking up at him.

“But I wanted to”

“And I’m grateful, but you keep doing all of these things for me, and there’s no way I can repay you-”

“Hey listen to me” He said, raising a hand to cup the side of your face. “I wanted to”

“Thanks”

His actions brought you both a lot close to each other, and he seemed to just realize that. You stared up at him, unable to break his gaze. You maintained eye contact as he leaned down closer to you, finally closing your eyes when his lips brushed yours.

His kiss was hesitant at first, him being unsure if this was ok, if this was something you wanted. His concerns vanished when you brushed your fingers through his hair. His kiss deepened as he pulled you in his lap, digging his fingers into your sides.  

“Mmm…I’ve wanted this for so long” He said, kissing your neck

“Have you now?” You laughed as you pushed him down onto the bed.

“Oh yeah..” He said, flipping you over so he was on top of you. He kissed you again, hard.

*******

You woke up the next morning half-dressed in Calum’s bed. You could hear his soft snores behind you. You wiggled out of his arms that were firmly wrapped around your waist, and quickly go dressed. You were very careful not to wake him up. You smiled as you saw his sleeping form. Then you turned to leave, you quietly closing the door behind you.

You got in the elevator and pressed the button for the first. You still couldn’t wipe the smile off of your face, in disbelief of all that happened within the past 24 hours. Of course this moment didn’t last long, for soon the elevator stopped and another passenger got on, one so unwelcome right now.

“Y/n? Hey…I was so worried” Jesse said, wrapping you in an embrace.

“Don’t even Jesse” You said, pushing him off.

“Look I’m sorry, I really am babe-”

“Don’t call me that”

“So you’re serious then? You really want to break up…”

“Jesse…”

“Ya no I get it…Y/n we’ve been through a lot together, and I love you, I really do, but maybe this is what’s best for us…”

“We’ve been putting it off for too long Jesse…it’s time”

“Yeah…I guess you’re right. So you gonna head home?”

“Um…”

“Calum?” He scoffed, teeth clenched and standing upright.

“Maybe”

“So I was right last night?”

“Jesse-”

“No tell me the truth. You owe me that”

“Did I like him? Yes ok I’m not gonna lie. But that was all Jesse, nothing happened between us, I care too much for you to do something like that to you.”

“And now?”

“Now, things between me and him are different”

He sighed. “Well…I’m not sticking around for that”

“What do you mean?”

“I’m leaving. Enjoy the rest of your trip”

“What where?”

The elevator dinged and the doors opened.

“I was offered a really good job, and I’m gonna take it. Tell the guys thanks, but they’re gonna have to find another camera man”

And with that he walked out of the elevator, waving goodbye.

You were stunned by his words as you walked out of the elevator. Suddenly you weren’t so hungry, and decided to just grab coffee and donuts from the hotel buffet and just bring that up to Calum instead of a full breakfast. As you walked though his hotel room door you found him still asleep.

You set the donuts on the counter and climbed next to him on the bed. You looked at his sleeping form, he looked so peaceful. You ran your hand down the side of his face, and through his hair. He smiled as he blinked awake.

“Morning” He smiled at you and looked at you as though you were the most precious thing in the world.

“Morning” You smiled back, and for the first time in a long time it was a genuine smile. You were so happy, that not even everything that happened with Jesse would ruin that.

He wrapped his arms around you, pulling you closer to him as he brushed his lips against yours

“You keep doing that, and we’ll never get out of this bed” You laughed, breaking his kiss.

“Mmmm…and that’s bad?” He said, nuzzling your neck

“Well I brought breakfast and everything..” You said, gesturing to the coffee and donuts.

“Fine, we’ll eat. But don’t think you’re getting out of this. I don’t have a show again until tomorrow so this here-” He said kissing your lips, slightly biting your bottom lip as he pulled away “Is to be continued”

“I look forward to it” You laughed.

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Watcha think? Thanks for reading! Love you guys!! -Lydia

Shortcake (Connor Murphy X Reader)

AN; The reader is like so innocent she’s like— borderline anime girl. Not exactly the request I got, but close! This is all over the place. Short reader, loves! I just love the nickname shortcake lmao

WC; 1,369

TW; weeeeeeeed, suicide mention :<, anger con :,<

Your skirt bounced and your flats clicked as you practically skipped through the hallways, happiness radiating from you. You spotted Connor Murphy and your heart stopped, then sped back up. You smiled happily and caught up to him, poking him on the arm.

“Hey, Connor!” You laughed as he turned to you, a surprised look on his face. His face fell into a small smile, and he halfheartedly waved at you. You had been Connor’s only friend before he had tried to commit suicide, and you helped him recover afterwards. Due to spending so much time together, you had fallen in love together without letting the other know. You were heartbroken when you found out he tried to end his own life because he felt alone and misunderstood. You felt like you failed your job as being his friend, so you decided you would try to be more than his friend eventually.

“Hey, shortcake.” Connor said warmly, using your nickname.

“Beanpole.” You smiled up at him, gently punching him. Connor laughed and looked up, walking straight ahead.

“Hey, do you wanna skip 8th period with me, go smoke behind the school?” Connor said, smirking and looking at you.

“Oh, uh, are you sure we won’t get in trouble? I’m not smoking though.” You whispered, curiosity in your eyes.

“C’mon, shortcake, I’m an expert.” Connor winked at you and grabbed your hand, pulling you out of the school without getting noticed. Your face was pink by the time you both got the the risers on the track. Connor went underneath, pulling you gently behind him. He sat against a pole and dug a blunt out of his pocket, lighting it. You sat criss-cross in the grass, pushing your skirt down to cover everything. You started playing with the flowers around you while smiling like a child. Connor blew smoke upwards,  glancing at you occasionally. He blushed every time he saw you giggle and put a flower in your french braid. You eventually made eye contact and Connor spoke up.

“You want a hit?” Connor laughed, coughing a bit.

“Uhm, I don’t know how to?” You squeaked, tucking a flower behind your ear. Connor laughed and shook his head, his eyes slowly turning a bit red. You stared at Connor’s frizzy hair as an idea popped into your head.

“Can I braid your hair?” You blurted, a cute innocent look in your eyes. Connor shrugged and shifted so his back was facing you. You started to french braid flowers into his hair, mostly so he would match you. Connor mumbled a few curse words when you pulled on his hair to put a rubber band around it.

“I’m wearing this all day.” Connor mumbled, touching it gently. You giggled and gently rain a finger over the braid happily.. Connor made butterflies appear in your stomach, no matter what he was doing. You were in love with him. Connor scooted forward a bit and leaned back, resting his head in your lap. He had put the blunt out and on the ground.

“Can we just lay here together?” Connor asked, looking into your eyes happily. You turned red and nodded, gently touching his face. Connor sighed happily and closed his eyes, slowly drifting off to sleep.

“Oh gosh, oh my goodness.” You whispered. “I’m in love with you.”

Only thirty minutes later did you wake Connor up for 9th period. He groaned and rolled over, right off your lap.

“9th period?” Connor croaked.

“Mhm,” You hummed, grabbing your little purse and standing up.

“Did you just let me sleep on you or something?” Connor asked, rubbing his eyes and standing up.

“Uh, yeah, pretty much.” You smiled, letting him take your hand and sneak you back into the school right as the bell rang and teens flooded out of the hallways. People stopped and started whispering and laughing as you and Connor walked next to each other.

“Why is everyone staring?” Connor grumbled, looking at you confused. You face lit up bright red as you realized Connor still had a braid and flowers in his hair.

“O-Oh, um, your-you let me, er, do your hair? A-And I put flowers i-in it?” You whispered, coming to a stop in the middle of the hallway. Connor stopped a few feet ahead of you, going tense.

“What?” Connor asked coldly, trying to control his anger. People thought he was a freak already, and this is not what he needed. Now people were going to call him gay.

“I-I’m sorry Connor I-” You began, stepping forward with your hands up.

“Wow, Connor, now your hair makes you look like a hippie school shooter!” An annoying kid named Jared Kleinman called out, laughing obnoxiously.

Connor slowly spun around and practically growled, anger in his eyes.

“This is all your fault.” He hissed, pushing you to the ground and storming away. You shook gently and quickly exploded in tears. You got up and started running away, away from the crowd. You heard a few people you only knew the names of call your name and try to follow you. You flats clicked down the hallway as you reached the back door and flung yourself outside, tears falling.


“Mom, I don’t feel good.” You said again for the third time this week. Your mom sighed and nodded, leaving you home alone again. You stayed home for the last two days ever since Connor pushed you. It broke your heart and made you think he only thought of you as someone he could be around so he wasn’t completely alone. You had eaten a whole tub of ice cream and binge watched two Netflix series already.

Today you showered and dressed, only to go sit on the computer. You stared at it for a minute, wondering what to even do on it. You frowned and slowly typed into the search bar.

‘shortcake definition’

You clicked on the Urban Dictionary link at the top.

shortcake;

Nickname given to the most beautiful person in the world.

She’s short and sweet and makes me haaaappy, she’s a shortcake!

Your face lit up bright red, a smile on your face. The smile faded when you realized Connor would probably never talk to you again. You would never get to hear his cute voice tease you and call you shortcake again. 

A loud knock sounded on your front door. You sighed and got up, pulling your dress down slightly. You peeked through the peep hole and almost had a heart attack when you saw Connor standing there, flowers in his hands. He had a bun in his hair and another flower behind his ear. You took a deep breath and swung the door open, a blank look on your face.

“Oh, um, hey shortcake.” Connor smiled nervously, handing you the flowers. Your face burned red at the name as you hesitantly took the flowers.

“Why are you here, Connor?” You called out softly, looking into the flowers to avoid eye contact.

“I-I came to say I’m sorry.” Connor’s voice cracked, almost like he was crying.

“Connor-” You looked up, shocked at what you saw. “Are you.. Crying?”

“N-no-um-yes? I was just- so worried. I thought that-that you’d never want to see me again.” Connor mumbled, looking up to keep the tears back.

“I was worried I would loose my shortcake.”  Connor added, slowly making eye contact with you. You stared at him for a minute, figuring you didn’t have much to loose anymore.

“I love you, beanpole.” You dropped the flowers and flung yourself into his arms, making him almost loose his balance.

“Oh, good, I love you too, shortcake.” Connor whispered, kissing your hair.

strangers in the bright lights

@randomthingsthatilike123 prompting a superlane meet up at Clark’s and Lois’ engagement party


Lucy gets the call a day before the party.

(She almost thinks it was on purpose. Just so Lois can say she asked only for Lucy to turn her down.

She’s not sure who was more shocked when she agreed to come.)

It’s a small place, Lucy almost stepping past it if not for the music echoing out of it. Round tables with candles and a band in the corner, it all screams Clark Kent.

She’s got codes and statutes to memorize for her exam. Spending her night here is pressing on her schedule and Lois probably didn’t even want her here and-

She still came.

(She still came.

There was a hint of, oh, it did almost feel like Lois wanted her to come. A part of her wanted to say no, to take that hope and crush it under the heel of her boot just like Lois did every time she promised to visit and Lucy was left waiting by the door until her father called and get a move on Luce.

A smaller part, the part that won out, said this was her sister getting married and growing further and further away. 

It feels a little like holding on. Or maybe a little like closure.)

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Best Friend Series; Dino/Chan

- you met chan in your teens
- you were a broke high school student who was looking for a part-time summer job
- you couldn’t even go out with your friends or anything because all you had in your wallet was like 75 cents what have you done
- while looking for a job online, you just so happened to come across this ad of a family saying they were looking for a babysitter to watch over their two sons on certain occasions
- they were offering to pay 15$ an hour and so you were like I FOUND MY JOB
- so you call up the family and after a quick interview with the parents over the phone, they ask you if you could come over to have an in-person interview and you say yes while striking a victory pose
- you tell them that you’re available this saturday and luckily they are too so you make sure to polish up your resume and wear nice clothes to show that you’re responsible and clean lol
- saturday comes around and you NAIL the interview man, you were hired on the spot
- the adults call down their sons to meet you, and two boys come rushing down the stairs immediately
- one is about five years younger than you but the other….. is literally only a year younger than you??
- you’re like ??? uhhh he can’t watch over his little brother himself ???
- the little brother just shyly waves hi to you but the older one grins widely and runs up to you and exclaims “hi i’m chan!! it’s really nice to meet you!!” and he takes your hand and shakes it excitedly
- your first impression of him?? YOU LOVED HIM ALREADY YOU WERE LIKE WOW MY SON I WANT TO PROTECT YOU FOREVER
- on your first day of babysitting, you discover that chan’s parents hired a babysitter because all he can cook is instant ramen and he’s actually pretty accident-prone lmao
- so you’re cooking dinner for the two boys, and while preparing the table, you hear a crash in the living room and you’re like no nO DID WHAT I THINK JUST HAPPENED REALLY HAPPEN
- you sprint to the living room to find a broken vase and two little boys looking down at it with dropped jaws
- your jaw drops too when you see the mess and it’s silent
- until chan’s little brother points at him and yells “HE DID IT” and chan looks so betrayed that his brother sold him out
- but you don’t get mad and tbh you’re more concerned about their parents’ reactions and how you might actually get FIRED
- you quickly pick up the pieces of the vase and ask chan “DO YOU HAVE SUPER GLUE” and he stutters “uh i think we have some in the cupboard!!” and you’re like “OKAY LOOK THEY’RE NOT GOING TO FIND OUT ABOUT THIS. WE HAVE THREE HOURS TO WORK LET’S GO”
- so you and chan get straight to work while his little brother eats dinner at the table peacefully
- you both carefully put the vase back together and you both succeed in finishing it LITERALLY ten minutes before his parents get home
- both you and chan sweat when they walk through the living room, and you both let out a sigh of relief when they walk past the vase
- you both high-five each because GOOD JOB
- but after the high-five, you notice something red on your hand and you’re BLEEDING you actually cut yourself while putting the vase together without even realizing it
- and chan notices and he says “OH MY GOSH ARE YOU OKAY?? THIS IS ALL MY FAULT I’M SO SORRY WAIT HERE” and he zooms out of the room
- he returns shortly after with a first-aid kit in hand and he takes out a band-aid with dinosaurs on them and rips it open and sticks it onto your cut
- he exclaims “there!! i hope it heals fast” and you’re like…. why. are. you. so. CUTE.
- and every time you or his little brother gets hurt, chan takes out his dinosaur band-aids, and because of this you give him the nickname dino and he loves it so much
- you end up babysitting the two boys for the next few weeks of summer and chan is always looking forward to your visits, like he always has something new to tell you or a new dance to show off to you
- and when summer finally ends…. you feel so…. sad…..
- you never wanted it to end
- on your last day, you ruffle chan’s hair while his little brother is hugging you and crying for you not to leave
- you say “hey don’t be like this, you’ll still see me around, i promise”
- and you know what?? YOU KEEP YOUR PROMISE
- chan and his little brother literally wouldn’t shut up about you so his parents invite you over for dinner one night and they invite you again and again and again
- and through this, you and chan get really close and become BEST FRIENDS
- but the big question is did he force you to learn all the michael jackson dances??
- yes. yes he did
- tries way too hard just to make you happy because his best friend “deserves the best of the best”
- like once he went all out for your surprise birthday party and when things didn’t go exactly as planned he cried and then got sick for over-working himself then cried again because he felt like he ruined your birthday
- you ended up having to take care of him and you laughed “chan just seeing you today is good enough for me”
- on his graduation day, you cried when he went to pick up his diploma like the proud mother you are
- you screamed louder than anyone when they said he graduated with honors like “YES THAT’S MY BOY DO YOU SEE HIM THAT’S MY CHAN”
- hugs you all the time. if he can, he will
- compliments all day every day
- “you’re amazing!!” “you’re so cool!!” “ohhh i like what you’re wearing!!”
- constantly over-exaggerates his actions for no reason at all like you’d lightly push him and he’d fall to the floor and you’re like….. get the frick up chan
- you’re always telling him how cute he is and he gets so offended
- “cute?? i am a MAN”
- used to call himself the little giant and you’d make fun of him for it until he outgrew you and you were like how dare you
- the type to make you do pinky swears when making a promise
- scolds you when you prank him and suddenly the roles are reversed
- “how dare you speak to your mother this way”
- signs up for talent shows with the stage name dino
- made everyone believe it’s because he “dominates the stage” but really it’s a shout-out to you and you guys’ precious summer memories
- you’re usually the one taking care of him, but when you’re sad, chan suddenly becomes super protective and goes to great lengths just to make you smile again
- and it’s because he loves you with every fiber of his being and he isn’t shy when it comes to expressing it, he wants you to KNOW
- chan normally hates being called and treated like a baby but when it’s you
- he doesn’t mind at all
- “chan whose baby are you?”
- “(name)’s baby!!”

High School Band AU: Chapter Two

There you go, fellas! Time to meet the band buddies! I’li be back with some scenarios a little later! See ya ;)


Okay, if anybody ever asked you how you would imagine spending your Saturday afternoon, the last thing you could ever think would be having a sack over your head on this very hot room. Where are you? In a basement?

“Fellow members, we are assembled here today to confer the honor of initiation upon MC. May her voice guide us through a victory without precedents in Daykey High School’s history. May her talent and charisma lead us to a journey of paying gigs, whether in money or in coupons from the donut store.”

“Or in tepid beer.”

“Thank you, fellow member Zen. Let your wishes be granted as well. Now, may the chosen one step forward.”

Oh… is he… is he talking about you? You step on what you think it’s forward.

“Oh, chosen one, let your voice be heard!”

“I… don’t really know what you want me to say.” Your voice is muffled.

“Saeyoung, I think we got it. Just take this out of her face before she asphyxiates.” The only female voice besides yours speaks.

“But… she didn’t even drink the blood!” Saeyoung whines.

Now you know this initiation ritual apparently was Saeyoung’s idea, you’re worried about having to drink actual blood. Who knows? That guy felt a little crazy, finding you behind the curtains like a sniffer dog looking for drugs, and talking about biting you… yeah, you know it was a joke, but… who knows? The guy is weird…

“B-blood?” you take the sack out of your head.

“No! You can’t take it off before Jumin makes your welcoming official.” Saeyoung whines dramatically.

“She’s welcome, just get rid of the sack.”

“Ah, you’re no fun! Here, just drink the blood. Don’t worry, it’s wine. Actually, don’t worry, it’s grape juice. Yoosung couldn’t buy the wine.”

“I told you to send Zen.”

“Yeah, yeah, lesson learned… so hey! Welcome, MC! Are you excited to be joining us?”

“I was excited when you texted me, then you put this sack over my head and basically kidnapped me, and I’m not excited anymore.” You hear some chuckles from Zen and… Jumin? The intimidating brunette just laughed of your little joke?

“Too bad, you should be excited about joining the jewel in the crown of Daykey High School! The amazing band Mystic Messenger!” yeah, you didn’t get used to the name yet…

“It’s pretty cool, indeed. I hope you can forgive Saeyoung’s methods and enjoy where you find yourself right now, MC.” Zen says, it’s the first time he sounds serious and not like trying to desperately say something flirty… it’s pretty comforting.

“Thank you… I… honestly thought you would never want to see my face after the way I behaved. It was childish…”

“Don’t forget foolish.” Jumin adds.

“And kinda of overdramatic.” That coming from the guy who was talking about drinking blood for a initiation ritual a minute ago?

“Yes… it was a bitchy behavior. And I apologize to you all, but mainly to you, Jumin and…” you look around trying to find the other twin, but he isn’t here.

“I’ll forgive you when we win the festival.” Jumin says bluntly. Uhm… he is still pretty mad, isn’t he? So why did he even agree on you joining the band?

“The festival?” you ask curiously.

“Yes, the winter festival for high school bands! It’s so cool!” What’s the blonde’s name again? It was a pretty name… Y-Yoosung, right? Yoosung seems to be the type who gets super excited easily, usually people like this annoy you, but he also seems so sweet, totally the boy next door, and definitely not annoying at all.

“We participated last year and placed second, but things were a little different, we had a different vocalist and a different bass player.” Jaehee explains. Oh yes… V was the bass player and created the band. Which one here plays the bass now? If you had to guess… Jumin?

“And you’re counting on me to win this year?”

“Basically, yes.”

Wow, it hits you like a rock. This group of people is really betting on you to get for them something they let slip away before… they… trust you. And they don’t even know you that well… when was the last time somebody hand you something so important and meaningful? No, actually, did this ever happen before?

“But no need to feel pressured, sweetheart. We still have time to rehearse and get you ready. If you ever feel burdened, come to me, okay?” hum, the Zen’s flirty tone is back again… or maybe he’s just like this and doesn’t even notice some people can really take him seriously… are you taking him seriously?

“Yes, if she’s burdened, the first thing she would need is your constant urge to make a move on freshman girls.” A-ha! Jumin is thinking the same as you, he just puts it on a more intellectual way. By the way… why does he talk so formal? It’s funny…

“Ahem. Anyway, MC, just know we’re not waiting for you to just get up on that stage and slay, you’re talented, but you also need practice, we all do. And we will practice and walk through this together. “ Ah… Jaehee, you thought she was one of those really mean ice lady like girls, but… she’s super nice. What instrument does she play?

“Well, I’m not worried.” Yes, you are. “Progress, not perfection.”

“This sounds like an AA mantra…” Saeyoung teases you.

“Well, Saeyoung, the first step is admitting you have a problem, yours is making nonsense jokes about alcoholism.” He widens his eyes, uh oh… is a comeback coming? Wait for it…

“Yes, you’re right. Alcoholism isn’t funny.” He scratches the back of his head, visibly considering what you said. Uhm… maybe he isn’t as impossible as you thought.

“Alright then. She’s officially in…”

“She’s not, she didn’t drink the blood.” Saeyoung says, going back to what you know him for.

“I don’t give a damn about the blood. Anyways, welcome, MC. We’re glad to have you here, well, not exactly here in Yoosung’s basement, but we’re happy to have a new and promising vocalist.” Jumin says and smiles softly. Oh… he knows how to smile! Would you look at that!

“Thank you. I’ll do my best, I mean it.” Yes, you do.

“Oh, no sarcasm this time? That’s a good start… progress, not perfection, right?” what’s with Jumin and his sudden change to a nice guy? “Okay, late introductions, I’m Jumin Han, the current bass player.” You knew it!

“You already know me, right?” Yes, Zen… we all do… “I’m Hyun, call me Zen, I play the electric guitar, but I can also sing. I hope I get to do all the duets I couldn’t do with you in the musical theater club.” Don’t blush! Don’t blush! Don’t blush! Shit, you’re blushing.

“Yoosung, keyboards.” It suits him… so that means he also plays piano? How cute… you woul like to watch him playing piano one day…

“Saeyoung, your DJ, costume designer, make-up artist, lighting guy and roadie at your service, my lady.” Wow, he surely does a lot! Wait… costume designer? Shit! Your mind doesn’t even want to go to the places where you could think what kind of outfit this guys is thinking for you… lord protect you.

“You’re pretty versatile, that’s cool.” But he’s nice, and he seemed uncomfortable about that alcoholism thing, enough fighting with these people… so you compliment him, giving your most genuine smile, and now he’s the one to blush… cute.

“Yes, the only thing he doesn’t do is actually play an instrument.” Oh, this voice… Saeran comes down the basement’s stairs. He decided to join you, after all. Was he waiting for a good cue to make an entrance? You giggle with this possibility.

“Well, you know what they say, bro, one brother has the musical talent, the other one has the looks, and the brains, and the mojo with the ladies.” Saeyoung grabs your hand and plants a kiss on it. Okay… you weren’t expecting that, that felt more like a Zen’s move.

Saeran scoffs. “Then you’re wasting your mojo, she’s not a lady.” He glares at you and grins. Jerk!

“And you probably don’t have the musical talent.” You answer. Yeah, remember that thing about stop fighting with these people? Forget it, this guy really gets to your nerves!

“Wanna bet? I’ll make you a fan for my drum solos before you even notice.” Okay, so he’s the drummer.

“I’ll be too busy in the spotlight, but it will be fun to watch you try.” He scoffs and grins, did you two just set a challenge?

“Ohohoho, so much tension!This is starting to feel like a real band! I can’t wait for our E! documentary.” You laugh at Saeyoung’s joke. It’s good that he’s trying to light the mood between his brother and you.

“Wait, what about you, Jaehee?” you remember her, she’s been so quiet…

“I… I don’t play anything. I’m the manager.” Oh… interesting, and kinda disappointing, you were rooting for her to be the drummer… she looks so cool and easy-going, so it made sense in your head. But the drummer is the little prick called Saeran… ugh. “So I hope I get to manage you in the best way possible, MC.”

“Thank you. I look forward for it too.” Again, you try to be genuine and not sarcastic, she doesn’t deserve it.

“So everybody is formally introduced. Can we please get out of the basement now?” Jaehee asks, and they all oblige. Forget Jumin, she’s the real leader, she probably didn’t realize that yet…

You get out of Yooung’s basement, he wanted you all to say for dinner, but everybody has to go. Well, you would really like to stay, the food smells good, what are you having for dinner? Maybe your father bought some takeout? Yes, probably… like he does on every Saturdays.

You’re saying goodbye to Yoosung and the twins (just to Saeyoung, you’re basically ignoring Saeran’s presence)

“Are you sure you don’t want us to walk you home?” Saeyoung asks.

“I’m fine. Don’t worry.”

“Okay, but text me when you get home, okay? It’s dangerous for a girl to be walking around by herself…” he sounds adorably serious.

“I’m sure a thug would be more in trouble if he met her on a dark alley.” Saeran says, without looking at you.

“I see you’re still not getting laid, Saeran. I hope you find some comfort on a dark alley one day.”

No comeback? Okay. The twins aren’t really inspired today, apparently.

“Anyway. Bye guys!” you turn your back on them and start walking. You know this neighborhood, your uncle’s girlfriend lives a few streets near. You can take a bus in the end of the street, or maybe you can just walk. It’s a peaceful neighborhood.

That’s what you were thinking before this guy in a motorcycle made a u turn and stopped in front of you. You couldn’t see his face, but you knew he was looking at you… SHIT!

Think, can you run? Can you scream for help? Where is your phone? Maybe you can discreetly dial the police number? They wouldn’t get here in time… screaming seems stupid, so… run?

You back away, run! Why aren’t you running, stupid? Is this what being paralyzed in fear looks like? Shit! Your legs feel weak…

“Hop on. We’re going for a ride!” that’s what he probably says as his voice is muffled due to the helmet, also, it sounds creepy enough to his image right now.

“I- I have pepper spray!” Here… somewhere… ugh! You hate to admit your father was right about letting the pepper spray accessible at any situation.

“Pepper spray? Oh, wait… MC, don’t…”

“How do you know my name?” a stalker? How did you even get one?

“MC! It’s me!” he takes his helmet off. Oh… it’s just Zen. And he looks… pretty sexy. Hold on! Weren’t you shitting yourself in fear a minute ago?

“Shit, Zen! You scared the shit out of me!” Stop saying shit!

“Sorry, MC. I didn’t mean to. Come on… I’ll give you a ride to your house.”

“Do you know where I live?” okay, so maybe you do have a stalker.

“Uhm… no? I was hoping you would tell me?” Of course, stupid! Now he thinks you’re a paranoid little crazyhead.

“I… do you have a license?”

“You don’t have to be scared, I’ll go slow if you want to.” He didn’t answer the question… but hey, you got lucky once, will you really risk yourself walking alone again?

“Fine.” You go to him, and he hands you a pink helmet. You’re definitely not the first girl taking a ride, huh? “But you don’t really need to be slow, I… I’m not scared.”

He smiles widely. “I was hoping you would say that.”

Again, this was not what you expected for your Saturday afternoon, it ended up a little better than you could ever imagine.


Chapter One | Chapter Three 

#180 - For anonymous & Eloise

Filling the prompts “one where a girl is flirting with Van all night at an after party or a bar but the reader doesn’t really care because she knows he loves her, and the girl who’s flirting is being rude and cutting reader off all night, Van and the lads are annoyed but keep quiet. Reader goes to get drinks and whilst she’s gone the flirter insults her looks and calls her annoying or something, reader hears when she’s like behind her and starts to cry and Van snaps at the flirterer?” and “one where y/n is dating van and they go to a friends reunion and they are having a lot of fun ;) but van’s ex is there and there’s a lot of tension and they fight but he makes sure she knows she’s the one he wants to be with”


By the time you were finally ready, the sun had gone down and Van and Larry had finished a couple of games of Fifa. If you fucked around in front of the bathroom mirror any longer you’d make everyone late. There was already enough anxiety coursing through your body, you didn’t need that compounded by guilt. Your winged eyeliner would never be perfect and your hair would eventually curl where you didn’t want it to; a fact you’d have to come to terms with if you planned on leaving the house at all. Out in the lounge room you stood quietly and waited for one of them to notice you.

“Good, Y/N?” Larry asked, only glancing up at you for a second.

“Yeah,” you replied in a hushed tone.

Van paused the game and looked up. How quickly his face broke into a toothy smile was enough to lift a little of the weight in your shoulders. He put the controller down and stood, walking to you and pulling you into him. Showered and clean clothed, he was warm and pretty and yours.

“Lookin’ gorgeous, love,” he whispered.

“This is okay, then? Not too much? ‘Cause I don’t want all your friends to think-”

“Y/N. Do I care what anybody thinks? You look amazin’. Don’t stress,” Van interrupted. It really was that easy for him. Say 'don’t stress’ and he wouldn’t. If only the rest of the world could be like that.

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Exo- Meeting For The First Time (Suho, Tao, and Sehun)

A/n: You’re a really popular Western Singer

A/n:  I’m doing this on my phone so I’ll post them ( ot12) 3 at a timee

Originally posted by 89ner

Suho: You had been invited to Korea for some type of award show and you gladly accepted. You didn’t know what you were going to be doing there just that you were supposed to be there. You had been in hair and makeup for so long and were just dying to stretch out your legs. After requesting a break you headed out of your dressing room and wondered the halls of the venue. You were looking for a vending machine when you accidentally stumbled into an interview.

“What do you think of Y/n?” The interviewer asked. 

“She’s really pretty and very talented. I hope to meet her tonight!” The man said as you peeked around the corner, realizing that it was EXO’s Leader, Suho. Your eyes grow wide as you stupidly trip and hit your foot into one of the camera boxes making all of the people in the area look at you. 

“ Ahh, looks like you don’t have to wait til tonight.” The interviewer laughed as the camera panned to you. 

Originally posted by lil-duckling

Tao: You were attending an award show here in Korea but the category was for “ Best Film.” You were nominated due to your appearance in a hit Korean action film were you played the only girl who could “ hang with the big boys” in martial arts. While announcing the names in the category they showed a little snippet of your fight scene. You could hear gasps behind you and looking back a little you noticed you were sat right in front of EXO. Clapping after each name you got butterflies when they were gonna call the winner.

“ And the winner of the Best Film category is…Y/N!!” 

The camera panned at you and followed you as you bowed to everyone and made your way up to the stage, your fight scene playing on the huge screen. 

After accepting the award you came back to your seat, bowing in thanks to many people. You turned to make sure nothing was on your seat and looked up to meet eyes with Tao. Your breath hitched in your throat for a second but you recovered with a slight smile and a bow before seating down in your seat, blushing.

Originally posted by sehunijjang

Sehun: You were asked to appear on a variety show and of course you agreed, it had been one of you dreams to appear on one. They show’s director had a specific time for you to go out, something about a “ Nice Transition.” 

You were in the green room, watching the show on the tv in the room. A couple of members from the boy band EXO were also guest stars. They were making jokes and having a good time when the MC asked them a series of questions.

“Do any of you listen to western music?” The MC asked and they all nodded their heads.

“Do you guys know the singer by the name of Y/N?” They all laughed and looked over at Sehun.

“Why are you all looking at him?” The MC asked while laughing.

“Y/n is his ideal type!” Suho laughed while your eyes went wide  looking at the tv screen and you started blushing. 

“Really?! Wow! Tell us why!”

 Sehun cleared his throat and sat up straight, “ Well uh.. she’s really pretty and her voice is amazing!” 

“Is that it?” 

“Uh … no, she’s very talented and really smart. She is everything I want in a girlfriend.” In shock you look at the lady in the room with you and she started laughing at your facial expression. Your cheeks were hot and your jaw hurt from blushing so hard.

“Send a message to Y/N, anything you want.” Sehun covered his cheeks with his hands and blushed.

“ Uh.. Hello Y/n ! Im Sehun from EXO and I’m a really big fan of yours and I’d like to take you out one day!” He bowed and everyone started laughing.

“Everyone welcome our second guest of the hour, Y/N!!”

Meeting Harry (One Direction Harry Visual Imagine)

You had just finished taking a shower, now beginning to throw on your very thought-out, planned apparel for the night. Your phone makes an annoying buzzing noise on your dresser. You go to your dresserr and grab it to then see your bestfriend calling. You answer the phone with a sigh by putting it on speaker so you can finish putting the rest of your clothing on.

“Hey, are you ready?” she asks in an overly-excited voice.

“No, um, I actually just got out of the shower. I need to apply makeup and I then I will be finally ready. So we can go get some coffee or something before the concert.” You say while struggling to put your boots on.

“Um, yea, about that..”

“Y/BFF/N What’s wrong? Please don’t tell me that you can’t pick me up! You know I can’t drive!” You say while going to your bathroom to apply your makeup and brush your hair. You bring your phone to the bathroom.

“Something came up!” She replies.

“What  am I supposed to do Y/BFF/N? My parents can’t drive me, and neither can anyone I know now.” You finish your mascara and you move on to brushing your hair.

“You’ll come up with something! You always do!” She says in a reasurring, calmful voice. Your nerves then lower to happier state. You finish your hair and makeup and look in the mirror. Sort of loving what you see.

“Fine. But your so going to pay me back for this." 

"I will, I will.” She calmly laughs. 

“Bye.” You sigh.

“Bye.” She hangs up and you continue to look in the mirror. Your eyebrows furrowing as you try to think of what your going to do in order to get there. You grab your backpack and walk outside. You walk over to your garage and see your bike. You roll your eyes and jump on, putting your phone in your jacket’s pocket so you can listen to music. You begin to drive knowing exactly where your going because you’ve been to the stadium many times. 

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You stop by a coffee shop to get something to drink and also somewhere to hangout before the concert. The concert starts in a good 3 more hours so you don’t want to arrive just yet. You walk into the coffee shop and go into the nonexisting line. You give the cashier your order but he furrows his eyebrows at you.

“No ordering and no entering, did you not see the sign outside? I thought I told you girls to leave the shop or I would call the police.” The cashier rudefully comments. A voice coming from the back of the shop then startles you.

“Hey, that’s no way to treat a lady. She can stay. She didn’t know.” The voice was familiar. You turn around and see a curly-haired man sitting down smiling at you.

You did wonder why the coffee shop looked so empty considering the town you lived in. Harry Styles was here. You can’t help but smile back. You then look at the cashier and smirk.

“Yea, that is no way to treat a lady.” You hear a muffled chuckle coming from the back of the shop. “May I please get a capuccino to go?” He nods and apologizes to you. You nod back at him.

You walk to a table not that far away from Harry to wait. You hold your backpack tight not knowing what to do. Your awkwardness trait pushing through you.

“So, where are you on your way to?” You hear a deep voice say at the back of you. He holds the chair next to you and says, “May I sit here?” You nod happily.

“I was actually on the way to the Stray Stadium. Where your band is performing.” You smile looking down at the table. 

He smirks. “Is that so?” He then licks his lips, then slouching into his chair.

He rubs his thumb against his bottom lip as you notice he ever-so-quickly checks you out.

“Yea, I actu-”

“Your order is ready mam.” You gesture a ‘hold on one second’ sign to him as you walk to claim your order. 

“That will be 3.63” He says while you go into your backpack muffling for your wallet. You feel a warm hand on your shoulder startle you. 

“I got it love.” He hands the cashier his card. He smiles at you and you put your things back in your purse. 

“Thank you. You didn’t have to do that." 

"It was my honest pleasure.” He licked his lips once again. You noticed that he licks his lips alot but only when he was looking at you up and down. You found yourself looking at his lips instead picking up your drink. He’s also looking at yours as you notice. You sigh out of your daydream and grab your drink, thanking him once again while beginning to walk out of the coffee shop. You walk into the door and laugh at yourself. He softly chuckles and you exit the coffee shop to then see an empty space that shouldn’t be. Your bike was gone. You roll your eyes and sigh, putting your hand to your forehead. Harry then ever-so-coincedentally walks out of the shop with his sunglasses and coat on. "Are you waiting for a cab love?“ 

You laugh nervously, "Nope, my bike got stolen so actually wait I guess I am waiting for a cab.” You sigh and rub your forehead.

“I can always take you. I mean, were headed to the same place anyway.” You furrow your eyebrows and look up at him. His comforting smile bringing slight warmth to you.

“Really?”

“Really. I’d actually take much joy in getting to know you a bit.” He takes off his sunglasses looking into your eyes licking his lips once again. “Yea?”

You sigh and look away, knowing what your about to get yourself into. You shrug off the worried side of you and decide to go along with him. You look to him and give him a reasurring smile and nod and you then are greeted by happy smile that warms your heart instantly.

He takes your hand and guides you to his car. He opens the door for you and you step in placing your backpack on the car floor. He goes around and gets in his place then smiling at you.

“Wow, for it being August it sure is cold here.” He laughs while rubbing his palms together. You laugh along feeling slightly carefree and happy. 

“You have a wonderful smile.” He looks at you and your smile grows bigger. You laugh and he then starts the engine. 

“So, you want to tell me your name love?” You jokingly make a thinking face to annoy him. He shakes his head smiling.

“I’m just kidding, my name is Y/N." 

"That’s a pretty name. I’m Harry.” He smiles at you laughing slightly.

“What kind of music do you like?” He asks, slowly turning up the heater in his car. He then grabs your cold hand and his eyebrows furrow. “Your freezing Y/N, are you cold I’ll turn up the heater a bit more." 

"I’m fine, honestly.” You smile. You notice he leaves his hand on yours while driving and you can’t help but smile to yourself. You then remember his question earlier and reply. “I’m one to like all types of music actually. I’m more drawn to music’s lyrics then its instrumental. So if a song has great lyrics its a song that I can bear listening to. My favorite genre at the moment I guess would have to be pop/alternative music." 

"Wow, your actually a girl of many mysteries Y/N.” He replies to you. “Do you like any The 1975?”

“Love them, their music has meaning and their well-written and played." 

"Their actually one of my favorite bands to be honest. All their songs to me are great and well-thought.” He excitedly says looking at you on and off while driving.

“They do have great music.” You smile and look down at both of your hands still touching. You feel his thumb grazing over your hand, you do the same to his.

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The drive was full of conversation, alot of singing, and a whole lot of smirking, laughing, and flirting. You both arrived at the stadium and he parked in an spot you never heard of or seen. Even after all your years of coming here you still had never heard of the spot but you just went along with it. He stopped the car and opened the door for you to then walk into the what seemed like an abandoned door into the stadium. He held your hand while walking in and led you up the stairs into what seemed like the backstage of the concert stadium.

“So, Y/N, I actually have got about an hour and a half before I have to go, mind keeping me company while I your here?” He said smiling widely.

“No, not at all.” You laughed. He laughed along.

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When he was finding his apparel for the night, you two played dressup with his clothes laughing like there was no tomorrow. The clothes in the dressing room for him looked so uneeded so you guys decided to have fun with the clothing. You also spent half an hour playing with his hair acting like you were a french hairdresser making him laugh histerically.

“I must zmake youz look magnefique! Well, what you have here is completely disastrous!” You said trying to pull off your best french accent. You both laughed so hard. Before you both knew it, it was a couple of minutes until his performance. 

“Oh, um, come with me quick!” He quickly grabbed your hand and rushed you to a seat where you could you see the stage almost too clearly. Also, the whole area where you were was empty. It must’ve been for staff members or something only. “You can see us perfectly from here.” he sighed sitting next to you. “I’ll be right back I promise. When the concert break comes I’m heading straight here.” You laughed and nodded, and he headed off to stage and began to entertain the fans. 

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The concert was perfect and you sang along to the words as the crowd did. Harry did fulfill his promise and came back to you during his short break time. You two talked about how great the concert was going so far. He held your hands while talking to you trying to warm you up since the stadium was bit cold. His eyes looked into yours and he sighed.

You did the same. It seemed almost as if he were about to lean in to you before you both heard a buzzing in his pocket signifying he had to be downstairs immediately. He kissed your hand and promised to be back again. He quickly waved and smiled and you did same.

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Soon, the concer was over and you couldn’t have had not loved every moment of it. You jumped up and down and sang along to the upbeat ones, while sitting down and and singing along the slow ones. He came up to you once again and this time he was a bit sweaty. You laughed.

“Sorry I’m all sweaty and stinky.” He looked down and licked his lips.

“No, it’s fine. If it makes you feel any better I think sweat makes a man more manly.” You laughed and he chuckled.

“Your something else.” He bit his lip and looked into your eyes, you smirked and stared into his.

He grabbed your cheek and leaned into you, pausing and taking a brief moment to acknowledge you before kissing you.

The anticipation killed you so you rested your hands on his cheeks, pursing your lips. He hungrily sighed and kissed you. His teeth tugging at your bottom lip for entrance and you opening happily. Your tongues explored eachother and his hands then traveled down to your hips.

Your hands stills on his cheeks as you both kissed. You both gently pulled back before giving small kiss once more.

“I have been waiting to do that all night.” He exhaled. You both laughed.

“Me too.” You chuckled. 

“Y/N, I really like you. Your,” he sighed and looked down at the ground before continuing, his hands muffling through his hair as he spoke, “your, amazing Y/N.” You smiled and you bit your bottom lip softly. “Would you possibly like to get some dinner sometime or lunch?” He sort of nervously said. You smiled noticing that he now being the nervous one and you the confident one, completely opposite from the afternoon in the coffee shop.

“I would love to.” You smiled. He chuckled and kissed you once again.

“Now, what do you say we get out of here and go to that coffee shop? I’m cold and I need some warming up.” He convincably asked.

“Me too, let’s go.” He smiled and took your hand in his, walking you to his car, and leading you into to a very fun, histerical night.

(: Hi, this is my first imagine on my new account! Please follow or message me if you would possibly like a part 2 of this imagine? I had fun writing it and I hope you had fun reading it! Lots of love! (:

-Amber

P.S sorry i couldn’t add really new gifs of harry, here’s one to make up for the trouble? xxo (: -Amber

so, I got the idea for this from this post


Emma Swan groggily opened her eyes and surveyed her surroundings. Squinting in the bright LED lighting that she just knew would be unflattering, she inspected the room — stark white walls, polystyrene tiled ceiling, and obnoxious beeping machinery to the side of her head — and concluded that she was in a hospital.  Glancing down at herself, outfitted in a cotton gown, a plastic band clasped around her wrist, confirmed it.

“Hello, Miss Swan.”

Emma flopped her head back onto her pillow and squinted warily up at the voice that just entered the room. She kind of wished she hadn’t because wow, did it belong to a gorgeous man. He stood casually in the doorway, shoulder propped against the frame, looking unfairly attractive in a set of black nurse scrubs. His hair was a deep brown tousled mess and his eyes strikingly blue.

“How are you feeling, lass?” he inquired with a lilting, English accent.

Now that he mentioned it, she noticed that her head was foggy, her throat hurt, and she was very nauseous. But this strange, foreign man did not deserve to know this.

“Who are you?” she asked suspiciously, ignoring his question.

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5 SOS- How You Meet

Request: Original.

Words: 1497

Fandom: 5 Seconds of Summer.

Character: 4/4 (Luke, Michael, Ashton, Calum).Story:

Luke:

It was incredibly hot and you loved it, the bright sun warming your skin, the sand beneath your sandal covered feet. You and your family had come on holiday to Australia and they had left you to your own devices to explore, ‘but not too far’ your father reminded you. You were old enough to know what you should and shouldn’t do but still, you gave him a quick smile and wandered off with your bottle of water in hand. You passed multiple groups of people either relaxing or playing sport but you weren’t entirely focused on them, you were focused on the rocks at the end of the beach. They looked quite sturdy and like a nice place to relax. That was where you were headed.

You sighed as you finally reached them, your long trek coming to an end. Fortunately you could still see your parents so they wouldn’t go mental. You climbed onto the flat rocks and sat down, your hands being warmed by the surface. You closed your eyes and lifted your face to the sun, a blissful smile on your face. You were at complete peace when you heard footsteps on the rock next to you. Your eyes flashed open to see a very attractive –really attractive- blonde next to you. He gave you a sheepish smile and shuffled a little bit closer to you.

“I’m Y/n,” you decided to introduce yourself, holding your hand out to the stranger. His smile got wider and his eyes locked on yours

“Luke,” he said, earning a warm smile from you. He must be local if his accent was anything to go by.

“Are you here on holiday?” He asked you as you took a sip from your water bottle. You nodded as you swallowed, a small smile gracing your features.

“Why do you ask?”

You cocked your head to the side, letting your eyes run discretely over the handsome boy in from of you. He rubbed the back of his neck nervously and cast his eyes to the sandy floor below you.

“I-um-I was going to ask you for your number…”

You chuckled at how nervous he was being causing him to lift his eyes to you in confusion.

“How about I give you my twitter and skype name?” You suggested, taking out a small notepad from your handbag and scribbled down both names. You handed them to him with a smile

“Thanks, I guess I’ll message you then.

“I’d like that.“

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English Love Affair- Ashton Irwin

English love affair… The storyline is so ridiculous lol. There’s no other way to go for this so imma try to keep it as classy as I can, this isn’t smut exactly but it’s no cute and cuddly imagine either. Not really… Also you will see many direct lyrics haha. Also my first Ashton imagine!! Alright!! Thanks to the anon who requested this!! Tell me if you like it!!

Originally posted by fallenfor5sos

 It started on a weekend in May… That’s the night Ashton first met Y/n. He went to some local pub looking for some fun. That’s what you do in this type of lifestyle, go from club to club partying with all the A-list celebs, especially on a break from tour. Tonight it was all four of the 5sos guys, here to see the London night life. Good drinks, good music, good-looking girls…looks like London nights were pretty lit.

After a few drinks at the bar, they eventually split up, each of them looking for some more personal fun. It was when he was sitting at the bar, eyeing the crowd that he saw her.

The way she looked was so ridiculous,  in a baby pink mini dress that completely clashed with what everyone else was wearing. She was dancing with some of her friends, and Ashton couldn’t take his eyes away from her. As if she sensed him staring, she looked up at him. When their eyes met, she smiled and gave him a wink. He smiled back, then she turned away. After a few minutes of her constant glancing at him though, she finally came over to where he was standing by the bar.

“So you gonna buy me a drink and tell me your name, or would you rather just stare at me all night?” She asked. Ashton liked how she was so forward, her confidence making him even more attracted to her.

“I’m Ashton, and feel free to order whatever you like, on me”

She smiled then ordered a drink he didn’t recognize.

“So what’s your name?”

“Y/n. You’re new here aren’t you?”

“That obvious?”

“Just a bit. That Aussie accent is a dead giveaway” She laughed. “So what brings you to London?”

“Work. I’m in a band, we have a gig nearby tomorrow night”

“Oh really? So what do you play? Guitar?”

“Haha no, actually I’m the drummer”

“Nice…always loved the drums”

“Really?”

“Yeah, I’ve wanted to learn forever”

“Maybe I can show you some stuff sometime”

“Maybe” She gave him a sly grin. He was liking this girl more and more by the second.

They continued talking for quite awhile, and the more drinks they had the closer and closer they moved towards each other.  At one point during the night, when she was practically in his lap, he thought fuck it  and pulled her closer and smashed his lips against hers. She pulled away after awhile.

“What do you say we take this somewhere else?” She asked, biting her lip.

All Ashton could do was nod. Next thing he knew she was dragging him by the hand, out the bar, towards the backseat of her car. He was taken aback when she opened a small window with an older man sitting on the other side.

“Take me home James”

“Yes Miss Y/n”

She then closed the compartment, he then noticed that the car was really nice, but before he could see much of anything else she was sitting in his lap kissing him again. It wasn’t long until they reached their destination.

“So where are we?”

“My house” She laughed. “We’re in Mayfield”

His suspicions that she was well off were then confirmed when he learned the location, and saw her house. The house was huge, and it was clear that everything in that house was very expensive. As they stepped out of the car, like expected English weather, it began to rain. She began kissing him again, as she pulled him into the house. They slowly made their way up the grand staircase, taking off various articles of clothing as they made their way to the second floor. By the time she reached her bedroom, they were both in nothing but their underwear. The next thing he knew, she was pulling him towards the large king sized bed…

He woke up the next morning still in disbelief of what happened. He pulled her sleeping form closer to him, the soft movement easily waking her up.

“Morning princess…”

“Mmmm….morning Ash” She said, turning around and running her fingers through his curls.

He gave her a light kiss, then his phone rang. It was his manger, not a good sign right now.

“Hello?”

“Ashton! Finally! Been trying to reach you for the past hour. You need to get down here now! The show is tonight, and they’re only giving you guys the next two hours to practice. So say goodbye to whoever you’re with and get down here! You have 20 minutes” Click.

“I um…I gotta go…”

“Yeah, he sounds pretty pissed. Here I’ll walk you out.”

He quickly got dressed, gave her a quick kiss goodbye, then left. It was only when he was halfway to the arena that he realized he never got Y/n’s number, he left in such a rush he didn’t even think about it. He knew none of the guys would believe what just happened, especially since he didn’t even get her number. His assumption proved true.

“What was her name again?” Michael teased.

“Y/n…like I said a billion times”

“And she lives in Mayfield? One of the richer areas in London?” Luke asked.

“Yes…you guys still doubt me? Even after I told you guys everything?”

“Well we have to admit you are sticking to your story” Calum laughed, playfully punching his arm. Michael and Luke started laughing as well.

“Oh whatever guys…” Ashton said, finally giving up.

“Hey look on the bright side, your mystery girl is probably coming to the show tonight” Luke said.

“Yeah, you did remember to invite her to the show right?” Michael asked.

“Ummm….” Ashton said, mentally kicking himself.

“Mate, you’re kidding right? Well you did tell her what band right?” Calum asked.

“Well I said we had a gig tonight not to far from the bar we were at…” Ashton said

“Wow. Well, that’s quite the story Ash” Michael smiled.

“Yup, without her possibly being able to find her no way to prove, or shall we say disprove, your story” Calum added.

“Sorry mate, better luck next time” Luke said, patting Ashton on the shoulder.

They then left to prepare for the show, now starting any minute now. Ashton stayed in the dressing room a little bit longer, going over last nights events. There was no way he could get Y/n off his mind. He knew that, even if everyone else doubted her very existence.

Just then he heard someone calling his name, saying the show was about to start. He sighed, then grabbed his drumsticks. He joined his bestfriends and walked out to the stage. He stood in front of his drums, relishing in the moment before the show. In that moment everyone was screaming for his band, many screaming his name, as well as the names of his best friends. He loved this part, almost as much as the end. In this moment as he was staring at the crowd before he sat down and started banging his heart out on his drum set, his eyes caught a very familiar pair of eyes. It was Y/n, she found her way to the show after all…

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Author’s note: Well that was fun, not my best but definitely not my worst. I hope you guys liked it :) Actually learned a bit about London while writing this, doing a bit of research. For instance, I learned Mayfield is a very wealthy area of London, in what is called the City of Westminster. It is an area of London that is right next to Buckingham Palace. So ya, even these imagines can teach you something, so not totally a waste of time lol. Again, request, comment, like, repost, all that jazz. Thanks for reading :)

-Lydia

BTS REACTION: Another Member Is/Was Your Bias

Seokjin (Jin):

“(Y/N) (Y/L/N)! Do you wish to explain yourself?” He screamed once he saw your phone background. Had it been him, or you, or your family, or his whole band, he wouldn’t have minded the slightest bit. He would’ve thought it was cute.

But having Yoongi as your phone background was unacceptable. What did exactly the ball of sleepy grumpiness have that your boyfriend didn’t?

“I can explain!” You panicked before even knowing what was going on. He showed you the background with a glare on his face and you sighed, “Okay, I can’t explain.”

“Why is Yoongi your background? Have you not seen this- “He pointed to his face, “Handsomeness? What is wrong with you?”

“I HAVE A THING FOR QUIET AND UNAMUSED GUYS, OKAY?!” You screamed while laughing at your boyfriend’s ridiculous jealousy.

“You want quiet and unamused? I’ll give you quiet and unamused!” He snapped and walked away while grumbling under his breath.

Originally posted by bts-gfx

Yoongi (Suga):

“I have a serious question,” Jungkook declared one day while he, you, Yoongi and Hoseok were stuck in the dorms, playing video games aimlessly while the other members had a schedule. You shrugged and sat up straighter, “Shoot.”

“Who was your bias before you met us?”

You swallowed hard and widened your eyes with a nervous smile resting on your face, “Why so curious all of the sudden, Jungkookie?”

The young boy glared at you playfully before continuing to pester you about it, “So your bias wasn’t Yoongi.”

“Wait, what?!” A certain silver haired rapper piped up in pure disbelief, “I WASN’T your bias? How? Have you seen me?”

You sighed and shook your head but Jungkook wasn’t satisfied just yet, “Who was it? It was me, right? It was definitely me.”

“It wasn’t you,” Yoongi snapped before looking at you, his voice getting softer all of the sudden, “Right? Tell me it wasn’t Jungkook or, like, Taehyung.”

“It was…” You took a deep breath and closed your eyes so you wouldn’t see the look of betrayal in your boyfriend’s eyes, “Hoseok.”

Silence took over the dorms before Hoseok jumped up and started running around the room, screaming his lungs out in happiness. You opened your eyes and your boyfriend was quick to ask, “Why Hoseok?”

You stared at the energetic boy as he continued screaming, “I honestly can’t remember. It seems so bizarre right now.”

Originally posted by yoongijae

Hoseok (J-Hope):

You were calmly sat on your bed, scrolling through Tumblr and occasionally reblogging gifs or photos or extremely accurate fake quotes about your boyfriend’s band. Running a blog about BTS was difficult with Hoseok constantly following your every movement and now that you finally were home alone, you had the chance to update your blog to your heart’s content.

You were just scrolling through Namjoon’s tag when Hoseok’s voice scared you, “What are you doing?”

Your heart stopped for a moment and you couldn’t stop yourself from flinching before you snapped at him, “NEVER do that again.”

“Geesh, fine,” The hyper boy rolled his eyes before turning his attention to your laptop screen, “What are you doing in Namjoon’s tag? Why not mine?”

How do you explain to your boyfriend that he isn’t your bias in his band because you just genuinely love his leader’s honey like voice? Especially if your boyfriend is overly emotional and attached.

“Nothing,” You answered quicker than you should’ve as you slammed the laptop shut. Your boyfriend picked up the hint and narrowed his eyes at you, “Am I not your bias in BTS? If so, breathe.”

As much as you wanted to hold your breath to prove a point you breathed and he glared at you, “I thought you loved me!”

“I do love you, Hobi!” You quickly exclaimed, hugging him in panic, “I just like Namjoon’s voice, a lot.”

Hoseok considered it for a moment before shrugging, “Can I join you? He’s so freaking amazing. The non-Namjoon stans are missing out on something great, I’m telling you.” He settled in next to you, reopened your laptop and started scrolling through the tag with you enthusiastically, leaving you confused.

Originally posted by hyperhoseok

Namjoon (Rap Monster):

“You could have at least tried to hide the fact that Jimin used to be your bias, you know,” Namjoon spoke up as he sipped his coke, “To save my feelings.”

“Sorry, I thought you wanted to know,” You snapped back. He knew full well that he had asked you who your bias was.

Namjoon sighed, “You know, I don’t really care who your bias was as long as they were from BTS, right? It just shows who seemed to fit your standards and ideal type and the spot of your idol the best and nothing else. It doesn’t who actually fits them. Your bias is your bias and I don’t really care that it wasn’t me,” He continued speaking calmly as if to calm you down, “If it seemed to you that Jimin is a great artist and an amazing man then so be it. I can’t blame you.”

You smiled, glad that your boyfriend was taking the news so calmly before he spoke up again, “But seriously, why was Jimin your bias? What does he have that I don’t? Like, I can rap, I can sing and I am the leader. What does he have? Sure, he can sing and dance but that’s about it.”

With a roll of your eyes, you left the room but he called after you, “(Y/N)! COME BACK HERE! I NEED ANSWERS! WHY WASN’T I YOUR BIAS??? (Y/N)!!!”

Originally posted by bwiyomi

Jimin:

The moans and kisses sounding from your and Jimin’s room were cut short when Taehyung burst through the door and exclaimed, “OH MY GOD! IS IT TRUE, (Y/N)?!”

Jimin threw his head back in frustration before climbing off of you and glaring at his friend, “Taehyung, might I know why you came here when we’re very obviously busy with something that doesn’t include you?”

“Oh but it does include you!” Taehyung wasn’t even bothered by the fact that he had caught you and Jimin getting it on, both of you stark naked. Instead his eyes were wide with childish giddiness as though he had just got the new toy he had been whining about for months, “I just found out that I am your girlfriend’s bias.”

“I don’t care that-WHAT?!” Jimin yelled before his glare settled on you instead. You groaned and rolled your eyes, “Yeah, he’s my bias. He’s a good entertainer, can you blame me really? Now kick him out so we could resume to what we were doing.”

Despite the younger one’s protests, Jimin kicked the boy out and locked the door before continuing to glare at you, “You wish to explain yourself, sweetheart?”

“What? He’s good looking and a great entertainer. I can’t choose what my fangirl senses want, Jimin.”

“Oh well,” Jimin calmed down before a smirk appeared on his face, “But I bet I could make you change your mind about him being your bias,” And he crawled over you in an almost threatening manner before attacking you with kisses, “I’ll make you forget his name, just watch me.” FORGIVE ME FOR I HAVE SINNED

Originally posted by sugutie

Taehyung (V):

“Truth or dare, (Y/n)?” Namjoon asked, getting tired of the game despite it having lasted only five rounds so far. Considering all weird dares, the boys had made each other do, you replied, “Truth.”

Groans sounded throughout the room and Jimin even called out, “Buzzkill,” but Yoongi made everyone calm down, “Guys, even a truth can be interesting,” He looked at you with a dangerous glint in his eyes, “And I have just the question for that.”

You mentally prayed but nodded before he asked, “Who was you bias before you started dating Taehyung and why?”

All boys leaned forward to hear you better, even Taehyung who was seated right next to you. Squeezing your eyes shut you replied, “It was Jungkook.”

The look of victory on the maknae’s face as well as the look of pure defeat on your boyfriend’s made you want to both roll your eyes and laugh at them. Jungkook jumped up and started doing a little victory dance before Hoseok pulled him back to his seat. The maknae smirked and winked at you before asking, “And why was I your bias?”

He was obviously expecting a juicy response, one that would benefit him. But you couldn’t lie to him, “You were so cute with your little bunny cheeks and teeth and I just- “You shrugged with a smile. His face dropped and rolled his eyes, “Wow, ways to insult a guy!”

“YOU WERE LIKE TWELVE! LIVE WITH IT!” You snapped at him but he continued to point anyways as Taehyung laughed at his face.

Originally posted by jeonsshi

Jungkook:

“Sweetheart, I have something to ask you,” Jungkook spoke quietly as the two of you were curled up on the grass outside in the park. You didn’t think anything of it and only hummed in response, letting him know you were listening to him.

“The ARMY have been sending those tweets and edits about you and Seokjin-hyung. Apparently (Ship name) is a thing now, and that kind of made me wonder,” Your boyfriend continued hesitantly, “You wouldn’t leave me for him, right?”

“Of course I wouldn’t leave you for Seokjin,” You replied, feeling almost insulted that he’d even think that. He sighed in relief before speaking, “And I’m your bias, right? I mean, I know that when we first met you had another bias but now I am that, right?”

“Of course, Jungkookie,” You replied easily, telling the truth, but that didn’t seem to satisfy his cravings for information, “But who was your bias before we met?”

You had feared the question. Jungkook had the tendency to take past happening too seriously and you were afraid he would freak out knowing who your bias had been.

“You can tell me. It won’t change a thing, I swear,” He confirmed, rolling onto his side to stare at you. You sighed before nodding, “It was Seokjin.”

“Seriously?” The maknae asked, not believing his ears, “Seokjin-hyung? Why even-?”

“That’s all in the past now, baby,” You replied quietly, “I only have eyes for you now.”

The boy smiled before kissing your cheek, “You always know what to say. But please, never tell Seokjin-hyung about him being your bias. It would just boost his ego and it’s already too high for his own good.”

Originally posted by theking-or-thekid

High-School! Calum AU

A/N; This a Calum piece i’ve been working on! Let me know why you think!

Part 2 Part 3 Part 4 Part 5 Part 6 Part 7 Part 8 Part 9

Summary; High-School Calum basically.

Word Count; 1.7k

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School for you isn’t the best, but it’s certainly not the worst. You kind of just blend in, you’re not popular, but at the same time everyone knows who you are. Probably because you are on the cheer squad.

Cheerleading’s great, it is, but it comes with its bads as well as goods. Even though you love it, and it’s a great way to keep in shape, and not to mention the uniforms are so cute, it always annoys you because so many people place you with the stereotype of being a ‘bitch’ and a girl who only cares about parties and boys. But that’s not you, but because of the social hierarchy, you are painted that way.

Like every school there’s a 'food chain’ type thing, that you are delved into through how popular you are.

At the top you have the 'Good’ Popular kids. Consisting of students with average grades, some honour roll students, who are all filthy rich, but are generally pretty nice, it just depends who you are to them.

Alongside them are the “Wild” Popular kids. These are the kids who are constant with partying, drinking, doing some drugs and having sex. They crossover with the “Good” popular also. Some bullies reside here too.

Then you have the athletes, like you. There’s lots of cheerleaders and jocks but again some crossover with the 'goods and wilds’ - code name.

After that there’s the typical potheads, every school has them. Most of them have the worst academics, some are 'Rockers’ and again they crossover with the goods and wilds too.

Then you have the lower cliques and groups. These include separate but fairly equal in status groups such as; the drama club, band, choir groups, pep club and some debate teams.  Some of these groups feel higher in status than others. The drama club feel superior to band, for example. Honour and average students dwell here.

And then comes the bottom. The 'nerdy kids’ labelled wholly because of there perfect grades, honour roll students who are focused more on school rather than what party is at the end of the week. Which isn’t a bad thing.Intelligence in your school does not go a long way in evaluating your status. 

And because looks and popularity are valued higher than personality, you fell into a place where not only kids of lower status avoided you, frightened that you would be rude or mean to them, but kids of higher status judged you for how much you partied and how 'cool’ you were based on if you had sex or not.

Personally, you feel that you are out of place a bit. Even though guys throw themselves at you left right and centre when you’re out, you don’t fawn over them the way other girls do, wanting respect for yourself. ‘There’s more to life than boys.’ A motto lived by you and your mother.

You don’t mind the party scene, but there are some weekends you just want to yourself, to, I don’t know breathe?

“Hey Y/N!” Yasmin shouted as she approached your locker, dressed in a casual pair of  light washed jeans and a long white tee, contrasting to you dressed in a pair of dark denim jeans and a cute grey hoody from Jack Wills.

“Hey, whatsup, how did the math paper go?” Yasmin has been your best friend for as long as you can remember. Your moms were best friends and so you both met when you were younger and now your just as close as they are with each other. You do everything together, cheer, shop, eat, sleep, you’re basically attached at the hip.

“Ha! Y/N, tell me, how do you think it went?” She scoffed smirking. Unlike you, Yas didn’t give a second thought about grades, much more involved and interested in what was happening outside of class rather than what was going on inside of class. She was so much more laid back, outgoing and more confident than you were, and you wished you could be a lot more like her in a lot of ways.

You rolled your eyes habitually at her carelessness, shutting your locker, beginning to walk alongside her on your way to your car because thankfully this week is finally over.

“So are we going to this beach bonfire thing tonight, or what’s the deal Y/L/N? Because I’ve been asking all week.” There was no match this week, therefore no cheer meet, so you actually thought you would have time to yourself to just chill. “Actually I-” “No!” She spoke a little louder, her tone clearly frustrated. “We’re going I don’t care about your you time. This isn’t fair, come on were sophomores now, we’re actually getting invited to these things, Y/N please” she was begging, doing the 'please do this for me and not for you look.’

“Fine, you’re buying the vodka but. And don’t you dare leave me to go make out with that Michael guy this week, or I will literally tell your mom about that time…” “Don’t fucking say it Y/N. Deal.” You smirked, your sassy streak surfacing, whilst she glared at you from the other side of your car, that you had approached.

“Hey Y/N!” an third, unfamiliar voice caught your attention, you turned swiftly and nearly gave yourself whiplash. Oops. When you seen the person you just stood still, in complete and utter shock, as well as Yasmin. Even she was having problems trying to speak aloud and that’s Yasmin for gods sake.

“Uh- h-h-hey” you stuttered, mentally slapping yourself for making yourself  look like a complete weirdo in front of the gorgeous, tanned, curly haired, even tattooed boy standing in front of you. He wore an army green tee, with black shorts, a pair of nikes and had a black nike duffel bag slung over his right shoulder, obviously he had just come from gym class. Wow, even then did he still look good.

His name, Calum Hood. The Calum Hood, captain of the football team, the first junior in history to even make the team, one of the hottest and most popular guys in school is constructing a conversation with you, well trying to.

“Are you heading to the bonfire tonight?” He asked, with what looked to be a genuine smile on his face, however you stood with your eyes wide, thankfully your mouth sealed shut, and not hanging open but you were surely still in shock that he had even known your name.

“Yeah she is” Yasmin spoke up, giving him a smile, “Thats great! I’ll see you guys there” he spoke confidently giving you a wink before taking off and heading back towards his football buddies. Thank the Lord for Yasmin’s social skills because boy that could’ve gone so much worse.

Calum was never one to approach girls, they always approached him. That you knew because many of your fellow cheerleader friends weren’t able to shut up about him. And now you knew why.

You always thought he was good looking, but admired him from a far and kept it to yourself and always kept away, because let’s be real. He’s a year older and he’s every girls teenage dream, therefore he has countless options and yeah you went out with a few older guys, but they always messed it up before things could get remotely serious. So you stayed away from the type of guys like Calum having learned the hard way.

Meanwhile Yasmin and you got inside your car and both of you sat in silence staring out the screen for a few minutes.

“What the fuck?” You muttered, completely confused by what just happened. Did that really just happen? How does he know my name? Omg.

Yasmin giggled enthusiastically, “Oh my god Y/N, Calum actually knows who you are and not only that, he was totally gonna ask you out!! And he doesn’t date younger girls either! Nor does he even approach them. Impressive.” She leant over pinching your cheek, something she’s been doing since kids and you rolled your eyes.

You smiled hopefully, but then completely shook flinching her away as you remembered something.  “But isn’t he dating Nia?” Worried you were just about to overthink everything, a huge habit of yours until Yasmin chimed in this time letting out a chuckle “Jesus, Y/N, you never pay attention. They weren’t dating, they were fucking, it’s a big difference and he ended it with her a few weeks ago.”

“Ah, so that’s why she’s finally shut up about how 'good he is.” Cringing at the thought, but laughing too because it was an inside joke to mock her between you and Yas.

Nia was also on the cheer squad, and fell into the “wild” type popularity just like Calum. She’d always stop in the middle of practice to text him, or if the squad trained outside because the weather was good,which it was most days, she’d stop to go and talk to him, even when he was clearly focused on his own training.

Not to mention when practice was finished, in the locker room, she did not shut up about how skilled he was in bed. This also happened when you and Yasmin drove her home a few times if she didn’t have a ride. She was nice most of the time, just a little guy crazy.

“Oh my god, you’re totally in” she grinned hitting your shoulder. “Okay Yasmin he didn’t even ask me out, was checking we were going.” you replied brushing it off. “He would’ve asked if you said you weren’t going.”

“Wouldn’t.”

“Would’ve.”

“Wouldn’t have”

“Would have”

“Whatever, it’s not like anything would happen, and besides I have other options, who says I actually want Calum?” You look away from her glancing out the window.

And that’s true, you were relatively known, and you had been keeping snap streaks with a few guys, as well as texting them too. But usually you just kept it friendly which you were planning on doing until now.

“I love when your wild side comes out, and true your options are cute, but not as cute as him.” She retorted back raising her voice slightly at she spoke the last part.

“Okay, he’s cute, but we have to go get ready and my mom wants me to pick up a few things so.” You said blushing a little, turning on the car and driving away. You have to admit you are really attracted to Calum but you need to play it cool.


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