Summary: Negan finds a little girl, no more than ten, amongst a car wreckage, after finding out she’s alone in the world. He takes her as his own, raising her through the apocalypse. If there’s one thing that his greatest pride but also his biggest weakness, it’s his daughter, Y/N! Ratings/ warnings: Teen, mentions of blood and violence. I feel like, Negan as a dad is a warning. Writers Notes: This doesn’t really have a set plot, it will follow alongside season 6 & 7, I’m unsure if I’ll make it so Carl and reader have a thing. But… I got big feels seeing Negan and Judith.
Notes: I had this idea last year, I wrote a few parts and then forgot about it. Now here I am, uploading it because I miss writing Negan! - Rosalee
You weren’t really sure what was happening. One moment you were in your home playing with your dolls, the next your mother is picking you up and buckling you in the car seat. This had happened before, her frantic behaviour, it scared you but you were used to how anxiousness she is now. She never let you outside anymore, even living in the new community of people, she never let you out of her sight.
You peeked out of the car window and caught glimpses of the people you knew running. You also saw people that you didn’t know, dirty and grimy, attacking your friends. You frowned and your curious young eyes trained on the events before you.
“Mum, what’s happening?” Your small voice calling out to the women who was speeding out of the gates, “mum? We have to go back and help!” You plead as she continues to ignore you.
You turn your head and look out of the back window, watching as the gates faded into the background and became no more as your turned a corner. Trees and forest edge being the only scenery.
“Mum what about dad?” You asked in a rush, “we can’t leave him? What about dad? Mum.”
Your eyes welling up as she turned her head looking at you, stone cold stare but fear in her blue eyes as she looked at you. “Y/N, be quiet okay? Dad… he… was bitten okay? You know I told you what happened to people who are bitten? Right?” She glanced back at the road before you as you nodded lightly. “We can’t go back! We’re never going back, it just you and-”
“-MUM!” You yelled and pointed to the road where a man staggered out of the forest edge.
You could only watch as your mum swerved the car to avoid hitting the man. The car skidding along the road and tipping over, barrel rolling and smacking into a tree, upside down. The impact caused you to hit your head and black out for a few minutes; unaware of the potential danger around you.
You blinked your eyes open, a light thumping happening in your head as your vision is blurry. The blood rushing to your head, fast, as you’re stuck upside down.
You hear a deep, gritted growling, sounding like a frustrated animal. You blink rapidly and see, what you assume, is the man from the road trying to crawl through the windshield. Up front he looked rotten, disgusting and a grey sort of colour. Bloodshot eyes, skin flaking from his hands that outstretched trying to grab you.
Your heart thumps in your chest, tears falling from your eyes and you begin to scream. Looking to the driver’s seat and your mum isn’t there, car door open but no sign of her; panic settles in as this… man gets closer.
Over your screams for your dad or mum, you don’t hear a van pull up or the steady feet of men get out. No, all you see is the crazy man get pulled away, black boots stand over him and one slams on his back. A single gunshot is fired making you flinch, whimpering into the silence as it goes straight through his head; stopping the man growls.
The same boots along with a few others walk around the car, you whimper as a pair stop beside your window. “Boss, I think there’s someone alive in the car?” A deep, gruff voice rings out.
“Well, pull them out and let me take a look at them! It’s not rocket-science, Simon.” A smooth, clear voice comes from behind the car.
You stare wide-eyed as a man’s face appears; black moustache and grey, wiry hair, deep confused brown eyes stare at you for a moment. He opens the door, the metal scraping against the floor and he leans in, you whimper and recoil away.
“I’m gonna undo the buckle, be ready for the drop,” he tells you before pressing the buckles button and that sends you falling to the roof.
It doesn’t hurt just a little sudden, you look finally able to see him the right way up and he just gestures for you to crawl out to him. With no other choice you shuffle out of the car, standing up and looking up at the tall man; he’s wearing a khaki coloured shirt, sleeves rolled up and some jeans. He places a hand on your shoulder, moving you around the car to the back where a handful of man are stood. Waiting.
“Just a little girl,” the man holding your shoulder calls out. “Look like whoever she was with is long gone.”
You nervously look at the men. All holding some type of weapon, looking mean and tough. You heard dad and mum talking about a group, mean, biker looking group that took from settlements like where you ran from.
“What’s your name little darlin’?” A voice called out, your (E/C) eyes drift nervously to the voice.
A man with slick, dark hair and a black, leather jacket called to you. He looks mean, in the sense he’s swinging a baseball bat that has barbed wire coiled around it. But he has a kind smile, encouraging almost.
“Go on, tell him your name,” the man holding your shoulder taps lightly and you look down at your feet. Scared and afraid, terrified would be accurate.
“She’s scared, give her a minute,” the same man with the bat calls back. “Skinny Joey, check the car over and Simon bring her over here.”
You feel the slight nudge to move forward, you look up as you walk towards the man, glancing at the few others who are looking over the car. You stop a little short of him, he hands his bat to Simon, you think that’s his name, and then kneel down in front of you. He smells of smoke, leather and a distinct dirt smell, it’s not bad but different.
“Aren’t you just the cutest thing I ever did see, I haven’t seen a child this cute since, shit, before this whole mess.” He’s grinning, “I apologise for my foul mouth, now sweetie what’s your name?”
You take a few seconds and he nods in encouragement, “My mum told me not to talk to strangers.”
He laughs loudly, “That’s a good rule, but your mum isn’t here.” You look down, “And I’m only trying to help, I’m Negan, these are my men. Now you know who we are,” he grins as you look at the others all watching.
“I’m… Y/N,” you say hesitantly.
“Wanna tell me what happened? Why you’re out here all alone?” He looks at the wreckage.
You follow his eyes before looking back at him. “My mum packed me into the car, where we lived was under… attack, I think. By those… things,” you nodded to the man who was trying to get through the windshield, “she was driving fast and swerved not to hit him,” he nods solemnly.
“And she left you?” He asked and you shrugged, “woke up from that tumble and she was gone?” It wasn’t a question but you nodded. He seemed to be in deep thought as you looked at him, he looks up at Simon who gives a small sigh, nodding in agreement to whatever silent conversation they were having. “So, you’ll be coming back with us, we’ve got a good set up someone will-”
You cut him off, “I should stay here, what if… my mum left to get help?”
“Listen, kid,” Negan starts off, “that maybe true or she left you or she left to get help and died, the bad out way the good in this world. I don’t feel comfortable leaving you alone,” he tilts his head.
You shake your head, “No! You don’t know for sure, she wouldn’t just leave me,” you turn and sit beside the wreckage of the car.
Negan shrugs, taking the bat from Simon and telling his men to get into the trucks and vans. He gives you one last look before driving the way you had driven, you watch as the vans turn in the opposite corner and drive off.
FEW HOURS LATER
Your dad told you stories how it gets worse at night. How to never stay outside at night, you wrapped your arms around your body and shivered from the cold. The sun was setting, getting to that time where the somewhat safeness of the day time faded. Your mum would have been back by now, if she left to get help, she wasn’t.
You felt neglected, why would she just leave you? What would possess her to just leave you. Alone with no one.
You stand up walking across the road, peeking into the forest, maybe she was stuck somewhere. Maybe she needed help! You step into the forest and begin walking, it was hard to see because of the darkness painting the sky slowly.
After a few minutes of walking you see her. Sat up against a tree, already looking just as rotten and disgusting as the man from earlier, plus people attacking where you lived. Her shirt was soaked in blood, you flinched away from the nightmare in front of you, she didn’t even look like your mum but it was her. You step back, twig snapping and your eyes darted to her.
She lazily lifted her head, making groaning sounds in the back of her throat; trying to stand up. Her noises attracted others, you could hear more faint groans, without thinking you turn and begin to run back. You squealed when one almost grabbed a hold of you, ducking and running back to the car, why? You didn’t know.
You clear the forest edge and breath heavily, yet, you smack into something. Or someone. You scream and thrash around to get out of their hold, only stopping when looking up, Negan?
“Just wanted to give you one last offer to come back with us,” he looked beyond you to the forest where you had obviously come from. “What were you doing in there?”
“Looking for my mum,” you muttered. “I found her!”
He nodded, “Well, I guess you don’t need us then, where is she?” Before he can stand up, you wrap your arms around his neck and hug him, he tenses and looks at Simon who shrugs.
“No! Don’t leave me,” you cried; the realisation of being alone and having no one falling onto you. “Their all gone now.” You cried.
“Stick with me, kid.” Negan sighs, rubbing your back reassuringly. “I’ve got you,” he stands up and hands His baseball bat to Simon before walking to the truck.
(Let me know what you think. I’m still editing, hence why things are a little off and such. I’ll get to my laptop soon (published and formatted from phone) hopefully, the tagging works on my phone, otherwise I’m sorry! My first Negan series, with reader as a child, I’m nervous!-Ro)
this is based on another post that just got me thinking
from alien POV humans are such a bunch of unnecessary wastes of potential
like we really are a tough species and we are terrifying and sweet and deceiving and we bond like nothing else and we think and we imagine and create and we’re determined and resilient
but the main reason why we haven’t ruled the universe yet is because we’re hell-bent on being petty assholes to each other.
from the little spats between Steve and Eric that prevent them from getting the little machine fixed to the full-blown arguments in the Senate that prevent the funding of the next big spaceship because someone wants focus on education, another on healthcare, a third on defense,…
just imagine the aliens meeting this species from Death World and wondering about all their skills and their ability to cheat death over their entire lives and their knack for stupidity that leads to good things and their sheer dumb luck and their innate survival instincts… and wondering why exactly they haven’t progressed further into space? Just the aliens might watch the humans develop over history and then -
they’ve discovered space travel!! They’re outside their atmosphere!!! On the moon!!!! is there something we can do????
but then they realise they keep sending dofferent ones with weird scribblings that don’t match. and then they do the same trip fifteen times. and they start intercepting radio, and they realise the communications are completely different, and after learning the languages/translating/whatever they realise they’re from two different cultures that are currently in a near-war with each other. Why???? Why do humans not cooperate?????? Did they not just have a war that showed what they could do to each other???????
And after it’s just as bad, except the hindrance is financing programmes. And then later when the humans finally join into a single community to conquer space, none of them can agree on where to go first (it takes them 10yrs of studying/research/calculations and arguing to decide the first place to go after Mars). And when humans come into contact with aliens, they’re constantly having little spats. Siblings hissing at each other, friends pranking each other but it goes wrong, arguments that terrify the entirety of the alien crew bevause they know human emotions are volatile as all hell and that no amount of logic can help in the worst situations.
And aliens just praying that the humans never stop being petty assholes to each other (because god knows we’re too excited to meet aliens to be assholes to them) because if they don’t… do the aliens really stand a chance?
do you have any buddies lance and shiro headcanons?
Once the team has time to like.. take a break… Lance immediately starts catching Shiro up on everything he missed during his year of captivity. Well, okay, Keith gets to handle all the ‘personal’ details about Shiro’s family and stuff but Lance owns the CORNER on all the celebrity gossip, shitty political situations, and newborn memes that occurred during the past year.
Shiro: Oh my god, (insert celebrity couple) is having a baby???
Lance: I KNOW right, nobody saw this coming!! Man, that baby is gonna look so GOOD.
Shiro: I want to be that baby
Lance: Same hat
They’re often paired up because of the whole short vs long distance fighter thing so they go through a Lot Of Weird Missions together to the point where whenever something bad happens they’re both just. Nonplussed.
Something catastrophic: (happens)
Lance: Aw shit… It’s Tuesday, isn’t it.
Shiro: Terrible Tuesday strikes again :/
Lance is shown to be pretty emotionally savvy so whenever Shiro starts to feel overwhelmed in a situation Lance immediately acts as a distraction and draws all the attention while someone gets Shiro to a safer place.
After a couple months in space Lance cools his hormones and becomes less flirty with every breathing thing, but by then Shiro trying to rein him in has become sort of an inside joke between them
Lance: Okay okay okay. How about I get to flirt with three aliens on this planet because I did so well in training last time.
Shiro: Three aliens? Yeah, right. You can flirt with one alien, but if you use a really bad line I’m allowed to drag you away.
Lance: But you always drag me away!!
Shiro: Because all your lines are bad lol
Lance assumes that Shiro must be REALLY POPULAR w the everyone due to the whole ‘ace pilot, personally chosen for the Kerberos mission’ thing, so he goes to him for advice and Shiro is just like (sweats)
Shiro: Um. Pick-up lines? Yes. I know many. I keep them in, in my pocket.
Lance: You keep pick-up lines… in your pocket? Like, in a book?
Shiro: Y… yes……
Lance: Dude, me too!! :D
Shiro: Oh god I can’t do this.
Lance cries real tears the day he realizes that Shiro has absolutely no game. Mainly tears of sorrow for Allura though LMAO
Speaking of which… The ribbing.
Lance: So, how’s your courtship with Allura going? Have you managed to hold hands yet?? ;) ;) ;)
Shiro: Real funny Lance… you know I’m not ready for second base yet :/
Shiro doing basic/normal chores around the Castle and Lance (+Hunk) acting as his hype-men in the background. Yes Shiro, fold that fucking shirt. KING OF LAUNDRY.
I think that… Shiro really, really relates to Lance’s homesickness. Because all the younger paladins, they got ripped away from home within maybe 15 minutes. But Shiro? Yeah, he signed up for a mission in space… But not for a year in captivity. The only difference is that, as the leader, Shiro can’t afford to look back. But he can try to help Lance, and maybe cope through him.
Home, part 3. Part of the living room when we bought it in February 2007 vs when we moved in summer 2007, vs now. Our stairs before and after. And one of the four bedrooms when we first moved in summer 2007 vs now.
This is Bullet.
Bullet is a cat.
Bullet loves Kongs.
Bullet also decapitated a Kong designed for small dogs.
It’s stronger than the kitty Kongs.
Don’t make Bullet mad please.
He’d tried to take off fingers.
Send h elp.
SUMMARY : You’re off to a breathtaking island with the entire crew to shoot more segments of the show, including a kissing scene with Tom himself! Cole can’t seem to get his mind off you while Tom has you giddy everytime he’s around.
A/N : Guys! I LOVE YOU SO MUCH. Thankyou for all the love :) I hope you enjoy reading this one as well <3 Do reblog it, if you feel like, idk, it’s a freeee world x
You’re in a private plane, hired by the Riverdale
Productions, on your way to an Island, which Mark has refrained from
naming yet, to shoot the next segments of the show.
You’re pretty excited since you’ve never really travelled this far for shooting. Your script said you would have a kissing scene with
Tom today. Kissing scene with Tom Holland in an Island? Hmmm.
Everybody is on board, including Tom, Cole, Lili, KJ
and Cami. You’re cuddled next to Camilla while Cole’s hooked on a certain novel
he had brought along for the trip. Lili is in a deep slumber while Tom, hm,
you’re not sure where that 10yr old hyperactive man has gone.
“So, Tom is pretty cute, huh?” Camila cheekily grins at you,
nudging your arm.
You scoff,” What’s with that grin? You look absurd, Cami”
you fire back at her.
“Oh come on! You know what I mean,”
You turn away from her, still scoffing,”I have
absolutely no idea whatsoever,”
“Aw, please don’t tell me you’re still hooked on Cole!”
“Quiet! You’re so loud,” you check to see if anyone has heard
her. Your eyes meet Cole’s gaze. He gives a small smile and you return the
“It’s too soon to tell,” you quietly murmur into Cami’s ear.
“TOO SOON? (Y/N), IT HAS-“
You immeidtaely cover Cami’s mouth before she lets another
word slip through it. “Cami, you’re … nevermind. I’m taking a nap now. Not a
word about it, you understand?”
“Not a word,”
“Ugh, you’re such a bore! I’m going with KJ,”
Angered by the sudden interruption of your nap time before
it even began, you roughly pull out your eye mask, “WHAT???”
“I’m bored,” Tom answers in a sad tone, leaning his head
onto your shoulder.
He is…adorable. But annoying. Gosh, is he annoying.
“Tom, I’m trying to sleep!” you put your eye mask back on.
He quickly pulls it out again, “I’m SO bored, (Y/n). Captain
said we stil have 2 more hrs to go. I swear if I-“
You sigh,” What do you want from me?”
“I was thinking we could, hmmm,” he takes out his
phone,”Lets see what we have got here,”
After much deliberation, he finally
You laugh a little too loudly,”Dubmash? Are you-“
His stern look stops you from completing your question,
“Alright, alright. Dubmash it is,”
The next 30 minutes quickly went by with you and Tom laughing like
mental! and making fun of each other’s horrible attempt at lip syncing.
“See? I told you this was fun,” he confidentely grins,”Is it
okay if I post one on my instagram?”
“Not until you pay me $1 million dollars in cash,” you
sternly answer him.
He scoffs,”Pff, I was going to post it anyway! Like I need
your stupid permission,”
You roll your eyes and yawn. You’re still tired, you haven’t
napped yet since Tom disturbed your precious time.
“Oh look, Zendaya says you look really-“ he pauses after noticing that you had already fallen asleep.
“Over here,” he quietly whispers as he carefully lays your
head on his lap.
Stroking your hair as he watches you fall into a deep
slumber, he says,”Sleep well, darling,”
You slept like a baby throughout the plane ride, until Tom
finally, reluctantly, woke you up to the most beautiful island you had ever
set your eyes on-The Seychelles.
Mark has really outdone himself this time.
rest of the day seem to have gone in a blur- with the producers giving you very
little time to get your stuffs settled in the hotel rooms and thereafter,
directly heading for the shoot.
You and Tom had the same set location while the rest of the
cast had their shoot in some other location in the island.
You’re now waiting for Tom outside his hotel room so you
guys can go shoot some steamy scenes!
“HURRY UP, YOU BEAUTYQUEEN!” you bang on his door, frustrated. You’re already
10 minutes late!
Finally, the door knob clicks. “Finally!” you groan,”What
You’re greeted by the sight of fresh-faced Tom Holland in a
tight white vest, his muscles puffing out like crazy, and camouflage short pants. Very cooly putting his glasses on,
he says,”Missed me too much, darling?”
You roll your eyes,”Pffff, you took extra minutes to put on
a farmer’s outfit? Put a shirt on at the least!”
“Aw, I know you like what you see,” he starts showing off
Out walks in Cole from his hotel room. His eyes widen at the
sight of you and Tom.
“Cole, mate!!” Tom happily walks towards him.
Ah, why is Tom always, always, always excited to see
“Hey,” Cole intimidatingly shakes his hand,”Hey (Y/n),”
“Hey,” you awkwardly wave at Cole.
“I should be leaving, see you guys at the bonfire?” Cole
takes his leave,”Bye Tom, Bye (Y/n)”
Ah, encounters with Cole are so awkward now. Quite sad when
you think of it; there was a time when the first thing you did at the sight of
Cole was run up to him and give him the biggest hug while he returned the same. But
now, there’s nothing more than hollow hi’s and easy goodbyes.
Damn it, Cole.
“(Y/n)! Snap out of your reverie, we’re getting late!” Tom
Ugh, you can’t believe this boy. You roll your eyes,”Look
The location given to you and Tom to shoot is absolutely
stunning. So much so, it has you confused whether the jitters you’re feeling is
from the view itself or from the kissing scene you’re about to shoot in some
few minutes. You’ve already shot half of the talking scene and you’re now
sitting on the resting booth admiring the view of this spectacular island.
“Beautiful,” Tom comments.
“I was talking about you, actually.”
Wait what. You shoot him an odd look.
“Just joking,” he stretches his body whilst taking in the
beautiful view of the sea,”The view is beautiful,”
You roll your eyes,”Why do you always have to annoy me?”
“(Y/n), (y/n), watch this!” Tom , then, runs down the sand
and pulls up the most spectacular flip.
You gasp. You swore he was going to fall flat on his face!
“I know, I know,” he proudly takes a bow.
“I didn’t even say anything,”
“I can see it in your eyes, darling.”
Again with the eye roll.
“TOM! (Y/N)!” you hear one of the crew members call.
“That’s our queue,” you get up from your chair, “Let’s go,”
“(Y/n),” Tom puts his arm around you as you walk towards the
cameras. You’ve gotten quite used to him putting his arm around you, literally,
everywhere you go.
“You know,” he continues,”There’s nothing to be nervous
You push his arm away,”What do you mean?”
“I know it’s your first kissing scene onscreen, Cami told
Cami? Gosh, this girl never knows when to keep her mouth
“What?” he chuckles,”Don’t be shy, c’mon”
“You are literally undoubtedly the most annoying person I’ve
ever met,” you fasten your pace trying to hide the fact that you’re completely
intimidated by him.
Mark instructs the kissing scene to the two of you. Since
all the other scenes are done, once the camera starts rolling, basically Tom is
going to kiss you until you hear the word ‘CUT!’ and that’ll be the end of it.
Sounds easy, yeah?
Tom takes your hand and walk towards the specified spot. They’re still adjusting the lights. While that’s being done, you
notice KJ, Cole, Lili and Cami pull out from a minivan.
Ah, so now they’re going to watch my first onscreen kiss
“Whenever you’re ready!” Mark shouts
“Okay,” you nervously look up at a grining Tom.
“What?” you ask him,”What’s with that grin?”
“You know,” he gently strokes your face, much to your
surprise,”Your breath really stinks,(Y/n).”
Tom easily dismisses your protest by cupping your face and
pulling you in for a deep kiss. It may have been one of the smoothest kiss ever. He was
soft, he was careful, he was warm. His hands slowly move towards your waist,
gently pulling you closer towards him.
You can already hear the coots and woots from Camila and KJ in the background.
“Tom,” you try to talk whilst he’s still busy kissing you.
“They alre-already said Cut,” you finally breathe out.
“Oh,” he cheekily breaks the kiss, placing his forehead against yours with the most adorable smile on his face.
“Great shot!” you hear the crew members yell.
“See you later, darling” Tom kisses your forehead before
running off with KJ to do more flips.
Wow, that was actually amazing.
“(Y/n)!!!” Cami excitedly runs over to you,”What were you
saying to me in the plane abo-“
Her voice faded once you met the eyes of Cole himself, staring at you with his weak greenish-blue eyes.
It’s 10pm, everybody is gathered around the bonfire, KJ is
playing ‘Summer Paradise’ while Tom attempts to sing in an American accent,
everybody looks like they’re having a good time. You’re cuddled next to Cami,
smiling lovingly at Tom; he is , although really annoying, the most adorable
person ever. The way he tries to make everyone laugh, the way everything he
does is cute without him even being aware of it, the way he’s ridiculously good
at everything he sets his mind on, the way-
“Uh-huh,” you turn around to find Cole, awkwardly standing
“Can we,um, talk?”
“Are you cold?”
You’re taking a walk with Cole along the lines of the island, far away from
“Nah, I’m good” you smile politely at him.
“Here,” he places his jacket over you.
“So, um, what did you want to talk about?”
“(Y/n)…” the sound of his voice already answered your
He grabs your hand and pauses the walk.
“I can’t stand it. I can’t stand seeing you with someone
else. I thought I could but it’s killing me, (Y/n). You don’t understand, I-“
“You cheated on me, Cole!” you finally allow all your anger
to pour out,”You knew I would’ve given up everything for your love. I loved
you. With every bit of me. And you chose Lili…”
“No!” he protests,”(Y/n), I didn’t choose Lili. I never
chose Lili. I don’t know what I was thinking, I’m so sorry. I’ll always be
sorry. I’ll be anything. Anything you want me to be. Anything. I’ll do
anything. Whatever it takes to have my (Y/n) back,” you can feel his emotions
by the tone of his voice.
“Cole, I can’t-“
“(Y/n),” he cups your face,”I’m still the same guy who you
liked to dance with at 2am near the refrigerator light. And I know you’re still
the same girl who liked to ruin my hairstyle more than anything.”
You chuckle at the last comment.
“Please tell me you’ll think about it,” he quietly pleads.
“We should get going now. Everybody has already left,” you
try to avoid his plead as you start making your way towards the hotel.
“Will you think about it?”
On your way to your hotel room, you’re unexpectedly greeted by the sight
of Tom sitting on the floor against your door.
“Goodness (Y/n), where were you?” he quickly gets up from
“Geez, Tom. I was-“
He pulls you in for a sudden hug. “Wow, I had no idea I
was such a worrier. But you didn’t answer your phone, I didn’t even see you
leave the bonfire, I-“
“Tom,” you look up at him lovingly,”I’m fine. I was just having a
small talk with Cole,”
“Okay,” he slowly breaks the hug,
”You should go to bed now,” he says as he gently strokes the side
of your face and looks deep into your eyes like you’re the ony one he sees.
That’s the thing about Tom, he could just look at you, like just look, and make
you feel like the most beautiful person!
“Okay,” you unlock your room. “See you tomorrow, Tom”
You stand at the side of your door as you watch him leave.
“Um, (Y/n)?” he turns back.
“I don’t have to worry about anyone stealing you away from
me now, do I?”
You snicker at his silly question.
“’cuz I would go bonkers trying to find someone else to
annoy” he cheekily completes his statement.
“You’re an idiot, Tom. A complete nutcase,”
“Aye, but you still love me!” you hear his voice fade as he
slides into his room.
This boy has no idea what he does to me.
A/N: So who would you choose? The guy you’ve been in love with for the longest time, who kind of broke your heart along the way but is adamant to mend it anyhow because he loves you so?
Or the cheeky brown-haired guy from London who makes you feel like a giddy 12year old everytime he says the word ‘darling’.