Summary: It’s been 6 months, since Y/N and the boys spoken to each other. They’ve all moved on. Y/N even has a boyfriend now. But what happens when Y/N reunites with Ethan and Grayson? Does a reacquainted love occur? Are there more lies? Will more hearts be broken?
A/N: So… it’s back! I couldn’t just come back and forget @scuteedolans and I’s baby, could I? Hope you guy’s enjoy it! I really missed working on this series, and with Leena! Let us know what you think guy’s!
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“Well I - I’m…We’re having a baby!” I said, regretting the words once they left my tongue, shit.
“You’re what?” Cameron said looking me deeply in the eyes.
“Cam we’re having a baby.” I said once more, regretting it even more each time I have to say it.
“Oh my God! Y/n you know what this means? I’m going to be a daddy!” He yelled at the top of his lungs, spinning me around gently, soon to place me down, landing a gentle kiss on my temple.
“You aren’t mad, or upset?” I asked him.
“What no of course not! You’re having our baby, our own little creation growing inside of your belly.” He said while smiling, kneeling down to my stomach and placing a light kiss atop of it.
“Oh my Gosh y/n, I have to tell everyone babe! My mom needs to know, my sister my-”
“Cameron, Babe we haven’t even had a sonogram yet, don’t you want to see if the baby is healthy before we tell everyone?” I said, trying to buy myself some time to prepare myself to lie to Cameron about a child that isn’t even fucking his! I should have told him the truth, but look at him! He’s fucking glowing with happiness now, he genuinely wants to be a father, and I can’t take that away from him, not now.
Request: Can you do a Cam, Nash, Hayes and jacks imagine where you’re from New Zealand and they ask you a lot of questions about it/make fun of your accent etc. My name is Sophie
Today was the day I’m going on a road trip with my five best friends. It’s been forever since I’ve seen them, but thankfully they took time out of their busy lives to spend time with me. We’ve decided to go to my home country New Zealand.
Ever since they met me, something about my accent always made them laugh. Teasing was an always when hanging out with them. They’d ask questions about New Zealand or why I speak like this. But I just fight back and ask them the exact same question to annoy them. They’d never take it too far though, they always know when to stop in case they piss me off or offend me.
I never get mad really, whatever they say I just laugh at, because it truly is funny. It’s very rare for me to get mad at their teasing.
We board the plane and go to our seats. Cam sitting to my left, Hayes sitting to my right, Nash sitting at the end of the four seats next to Hayes. The Jack’s sitting to the left of Cam, in the two side seats, near the window. I liked sitting next to Cam, because when I fall asleep he lets me sleep on his shoulder and he’s quite comfy.
I put the bag carrying the snacks next to my feet, making sure it won’t move around during turbulence.
“Hey Sophie, how longs the flight?” Nash asked, turning his upper body to face me. I looked down at my phone screen and saw the time was 12am, the flight taking about twelve hours from LA.
“Well, the flight’ll take 12 hours form LA to Queenstown and New Zealand is 21 hours ahead of LA , so by the time we’ll get there, it’ll be around 9pm on a Monday,” I looked up to see Nash grinning widely at me.
“What?” I asked confused as to why the boy was smiling so brightly at me.
“Your accent,” I rolled my eyes and got comfy in my seat, looking through Twitter and Instagram quickly. A notification that Nash tweeted something popped up.
‘@Nashgrier: Sophie has the best New Zealand accent in town <3’
I smiled at the tweet and favourited it, putting my phone in my pocket as we were about to take off. I looked to see Nash and Hayes sleeping, I turned to see the Jack’s having a heated debate about which Pringles are better and I see Cam looking at his phone, favouriting his fans tweets, following them. I love how much these boys care about they’re fans, it always brings a warm smile to my face.
I put one earphone in, Ed Sheeran’s soothing voice emitting from the small bud. I tapped Cam softly making him face me.
“Can I sleep on your shoulder?” Cam smiled, nodding, laying back on the seat. I comfortably rest my head on his shoulder. Cam resting his head against mine. I felt sleep slowly taking over me, soon I was sleeping soundly, listening to ‘Autumn Leaves’.
I woke up on the plane to notice the plane was dark and everyone seemed to be sleeping. I tried going back to sleep, but somehow I couldn’t. I decided to go on my phone. I was careful enough, so I didn’t wake Cameron up. I noticed Cam had tagged me in a picture. It was me resting my head on his shoulder. I looking in deep sleep, the caption,
‘@CameronDallas: New Zealander Bae #wearenotdating #itsajoke’
I giggled softly at the caption. I liked it and saved the picture. I decided I’d try again to sleep as there were 8 more hours to go. Surprisingly, I fell asleep, to Shawn’s song, ‘A Little Too Much’, I smiled thinking about how my other best friend’s life has changed.
I awoke to someone gently shaking me. My eyes opened to be face-to-face with Hayes’ bright blue ones.
“Nice sleep?” Hayes teased, trying a New Zealand accent.
“Please never do that again. And of course, Cam’s super comfy,” I smiled over at Cam.
As we were getting off the plane, I saw the mesmerising peaks of the mountains near the Queenstown airport. The one thing I missed most about home was the smell of the place. It smelt fresh and clean, unlike the busy city areas of Los Angeles. Not saying that LA is bad, it’s just I miss when I lived here.
We made our way over to the exit of the airport and called a taxi. It arrived half an hour later. We packed our stuff into the boot and told the guy driving the directions to the hotel. Once we made it there we got off and told the receptionist about our booking. There weren’t any paparazzi as no one knew we were going to be here.
We settled into our rooms easily. I had my own room as I didn’t want to share with the boys, Cam, Hayes and Nash shared a room and of course the Jack’s got a room. Once we unpacked we decided to hang out in Cam, Hayes and Nash’s room as it was the biggest.
“Hey Sophie, how come your accent doesn’t sound like one of an Australian,” Hayes laughed. I rolled my eyes at the stupid teasing and went on my phone going on twitter, seeing all the tweets from the boys about my accent.
“Oi Nash, did you really just take my hair gel?” Cam shouted with a horrible New Zealander accent. The boys laughed while Nash yelled back in an even worse accent,
“Nah, it was Hayes,” Hayes threw a pillow at his brother and jumped on his back.
“Guys let’s be honest my accent’s the best,” Johnson said sarcastically with a terrible accent. Both Gilinsky and I threw a pillow at him. Soon the room had pillows flying in from every direction. I found shelter underneath a desk and took a photo of the chaos and posted it on Instagram.
‘@Y/Twitter/N: They tried (and failed miserably) to do a New Zealander accent, which then turned into a full-blown pillow fight #theyarestillchildren #howdoIevencopewiththeseguys’
“Found you!” Gilinsky yelled, pulling me out form under the desk. I screamed and laughed as the boys all threw their pillows at me.
“Okay, okay, fine I surrender!” I yelled causing a ceasefire. The boys looked at me and smirked at one another.
“Why are you guys looking at me like that?” Then all of a sudden the boys come running at me and jumped on top of me, making sure to not completely squash me.
Once we calmed down I looked at the boys, and I realised, I may be back in New Zealand, but I was always home, because home is where the loved ones are, and I love these goofballs.