Request: an imagine where you and Justin play fight
Word count: 1041
Pairing: Justin Foley x reader
I’m not really sure if this is what you asked for or if it is good but I tried my best, enjoy it xxx
laying on your bed doing some homework due to the next day. You putted your music in your ears and turned the
volume on. This was the way you could concentrate the best. You were struggling
with a math problem when suddenly someone started to play with your hair. It
was your best friend Justin, during your friendship you started to develop
feelings for him but you never told him, the friendship you had was too
special. You wouldn’t want to ruin that in a million years. Justin was always
there for you, he picked you up every morning, he gave you compliments because
he knew how insecure you were, when you were sad he came to comfort you with
ice cream. And besides of his actions Justin was extremely handsome, he had
such a hypnotising smile and his eyes, don’t even get me started on his eyes. Was
it even possible not to fall in love with the boy. But you weren’t alone,
Justin had an on and off relationship with Jessica. One week they were Liberty
high’s cutest couple other week they couldn’t even look each other in the eye.
You always listened when he went on and on about her, how she was total bitch
and he should just end it. Every time he said he would end it for good you got
a little hope, but it never happened.
there! What are you doing here, I didn’t know we were going to meet?” you
smiled at you best friend.
let me in, I was around the corner and I was wondering how you were so I thought
why not give my best friend a visit.”
you were around the corner, you live there idiot.”
you just call me?” he said while a stupid smirk started to show on his face,
you knew what was going to follow so you already started to run around your
noo quit it with the tickles”
chasing you, escaping was impossible. Justin picked you up around your waist
throwing you on the bed. He pinned your hands above your head with one hand, he
placed one hand on your stomach.
did you call me?” he asked again with a huge smile on his face.
“ I called
you the most beautiful human being on the planet, now let go!”
calling me an idiot and now lying, you did this to yourself.”
please!” You were too late the horrible tickling began. You were moving and stamping
so maybe he let go. With all the force you had you tried to escape out of
Justin’s grip. Suddenly your hands got free, you picked his hands and you turned him over. Now you sat on top of him.
“Now I’m in
control.” You said with a grin on your face. You tried to tickle him and tried
to find his weak spots but you failed. Justin was a basketball player so he was
pretty strong, you could have known you no chance.
in control.” He said while laughing. Suddenly something changed, Justin was
looking at you with his playful eyes but they were different than the others
times he tried to tickle or playfight you. He looked so loving and caring. You
didn’t want this moment to end, ever.
it?” you asked with your hands still held by Justin so you couldn’t tickle him.
enjoying my incredible view.” You were shocked by what he said.
do you mean?”
you know what I mean.” He said while pulling you closer. He let go of your
hands when he put your face between his hands and pulled you closer. Justin kissed
you, his lips felt so good on yours. They were so soft and warm, also his kiss
was gentle and careful. You loved every part about it but you didn’t kiss him
sorry y/n, I shouldn’t have done that, I just thought..”
thought you could use me as a rebound because you have a bad week with Jessica?”
think I would ever do that?” he asked with a disappointed look on his face
know, you’ve been all over her for months. Why would you even kiss me?”
see it? My relationship was so bad because I never really loved Jess, when I went
through my mind and what I really felt it always brought me back to you. Y/N I love
you. I thought if I stayed with Jess long enough I would forget about you but I
never did. You’re just so smart and pretty and..” Justin just confessed his
love to you, you couldn’t be happier, you weren’t even listening anymore. Your heart
must have skipped a million beats. You decided to kiss him back immediately.
love me too?”
“I think I do”
you said still shaking about his confession and with a little blush on your
face. Justin smiled at you and started to kiss you again. After a nice make out
session Justin’s phone started too ring, first he ignored it but there was
another call immediately after.
looked at the caller ID, it was Jess. He sighed and told you he was sorry before
he picked up.
you want?” you couldn’t hear what she said so you just sat there listening to
“No Jess, I
don’t want to see and I don’t want you back, it’s over forever, and if you don’t
mind I’m with someone who really cares about me, goodbye Jess.” And with that
Justin ended the call. He walked over to you and gave you a kiss on your
deleting her number, seriously. I want you and nothing else.”
do you want to go from here?” you asked a little scared.
take you on a date, Wednesday night? I’ll pick you up at 7. I’m not going to take
you for granted y/n, I’m going to show you how much I want and love you.”
ready” you said giving Justin one last kiss.
Let me know what you think and thank you for reading xxx
A/N: Another Zach imagine, but I excuse myself if you find some grammar errors. It’s 01:12 and I am so sleepy. I wanted to post something and I read the imagine to correct it, but my eyes are closing by themselves. Sorry! Anyways, I am listening to Miles’ podcast while I was writing this, until now, and I am really enjoying it. His voice is angelic and I love him so freaking much, aw. Boyfriend backstories, though. I really need Miles and I need him to be more active in social medias. Ah, the feels. Last thing: I hope you enjoy the imagine, although I think that it’s boring, but enjoy! Thank you, guys!
P.S.: I am not accepting any part 2 requests for my prompt imagines. Sorry.
“Dinner is almost ready, guys!” Karen, your boyfriend’s mum, shouted from the kitchen as she prepared some delicious food for you and the family. You wanted to help her, also as a token of your gratitude, but she declined your offer. It bothered you, but she insisted that you were a guest and guests usually shouldn’t do anything when they were welcomed in the Dempsey’s residence.
“Alright, mum!” Zach answered happily and relieved because his stomach was already growling loudly for hunger. You told him to eat a snack before going home but he didn’t listen to you, being the hard-headed guy that he was.
You both got up from the couch and you made your way to the dining room. The table was well-set, cutleries and glasses at their right places, and his sister, May, was already sitting on her usual place. You wandered your eyes around the room and you noticed that his mum really prepared too much for the dinner. She cleaned every angle of the room and the floor was brightly shining.
“Love birds!” May exclaimed to tease her brother. Zach was a reserved person when it came to his family. He didn’t keep secrets from his mother, but he was shy and quiet type of guy with them. He never showed them his naughtiness, that would come out only when he was with you alone, at school or in bed, obviously. He didn’t like divulging information about his relationship status in front of his family, mostly with his mother’s presence. “How was your cuddling session going there?”
“May!” Zach approached and he rolled his eyes. You softly giggled for your boyfriend’s actions and red-tinted face. He was obviously embarrassed and, luckily, his mother was too concentrated on what she was doing.
“What?” His sister looked at the two of you as you sat on your respective places and her eyeballs swung back and forth between you and Zach. She was observing your actions and you couldn’t deny that she was a good observer. She had the capacity to observe and to reflect, to remember and to picture the happenings. “It was just an innocent question.”
“Innocent? Right.” Zach huffed and glared at you as soon as he heard your soft laugh. “You are way too young to know these things, May.” And, that time, you knew that he was being overprotective and cosseting brother. He has always been and you found it sweet and cute.
“Zach, she’s not two anymore. She hears things like these in middle school. Do you know that?” You defended May against his brother and she nodded her head to confirm your statements, totally agreeing with you. You caressed your vexed boyfriend’s hand to calm him, letting him know that you weren’t against him, but you were just stating a fact.
“(Y/N) is right, Zach! You’ve been a Middle School student too, you should know what’s going on in those halls and classrooms.” May supported your opinion and you both laughed as you saw Zach rolling his eyes and you heard him huffing, defenceless.
“Stop the blabbering now, the food is ready.” His mother blurted out as she stood in front of the dining table with a bowl in her hands.
She attentively put the bowl in the middle of the table, trying not to spill the food. Zach helped her to get the remaining food from the kitchen counter. After all, he was a great, responsible and educated son. His mother grew him well and you would never stop thanking her for raising a civilized and knowledgeable son like Zach.
You then started to eat, doing his family’s daily routines before every meal. You wanted to respect his family, of course. Your parents raised you well and they somehow taught you some good manners.
“So, what were you talking about?” Zach’s mother asked as you chewed your food thoroughly, avoiding the annoying sound that you could possibly have made by chewing.
“Nothing, Mum!” Zach blushed as panic wrapped his body. He was embarrassed and he surely didn’t want to let her know what the chitchatting before was all about.
“Oh, it was about how cute they were when cuddling and Zach was just bewildered.” May nonchalantly responded as she fiddled with the fork on her hand.
“My little baby is still embarrassed when it came to talking about his relationship status.” His mum cheekily teased Zach and he pouted as if he was showing how offended he was.
“Mum!” He approached and you just laughed because of his reaction.
“Zach, I’m sure that they are happy that you have someone with you. There’s no need to be shy, they are part of your family.” You stated and you earned some nods and smiles from May and Karen.
“She’s incredibly right!” May agreed and you smiled back at her. She’s always declared that she liked you for Zach and that she was jubilant because his brother found someone who really knew how to make him contented of his life.
“Zach, honey, it doesn’t bother me at all and you know that you can always talk to me, right?” His mum assured him and he just nodded, realizing that you were right.
“You are absolutely right again, my princess.” Zach said as he rolled his eyes. He couldn’t swallow that only right things came out from your mouth. “Strangely.”
“It’s not my fault if I think before I speak, love.” You pointed it out playfully. You heard his family laughing and Zach shook his head in disbelief. He was satisfied that you had your confidence with your family, but he regretted it as you formed a group against him.
“She really knows you, Zach!” May stated proudly. Zach nodded his head, finally giving up. “That’s why I like her.”
“You like her because you have a partner in crime when it came to me, you had a partner when it came to vexing and teasing me.” Zach sarcastically pointed out. “And, you, Ms. (Y/L/N),”
“Me?” You pointed yourself with your index finger and an eyebrow raised. You were confused, but seeing Zach a little bit miffed made you laugh and contented.
“Yes, baby.” Zach’s face became serious. “I didn’t bring you here to tease me.” He then gave you a playful and wide smile as he poked your sides, trying to find your ticklish part of the body.
“Oh,” His mum exclaimed. “we love her presence also for that reason, son.” She stated and a loud laugh was heard in the dining room. You caught Zach’s index finger and you held it as you stopped him from his devilish plan.
“Sure, you do!” Sarcasm was heard from Zach’s voice and he exasperatedly sighed. He finally gave up as he knew that he could never win against the most important girls in his life. He just loved you so much that he couldn’t really get angry of your actions.
“Sorry, not sorry!” His mum and May said simultaneously, making you and Zach laugh out loud. Zach finally let himself in and decided to have a little bit of fun.
You loved Zach and his family because of its bond and craziness. The members of his family were adorable and you wanted to thank them for accepting you for who you were.
You were grateful, because the Dempsey family is your second home and you couldn’t help but be enthusiastic by thought of it. They considered you as a part of their family and you would always be invited in their family dinners because they liked you, nevertheless your boyfriend would punish you for being an annoying teaser and girlfriend.
It didn’t matter to you though because he loved you so much and he would always do, just at the same frequency as your manner to vex or to tease him with his family. He was a playful jerk and idiot, but Zach was Zach and he would always accept you and love you. He would always do, no more and no less.
a/n: i think that this is one of my fav requests bc i wrote the character based off of me a lil bit hehe. also, thanks for 700! 💓
warnings: swearing, smut, you already know what it is, my old sinner ways
you walk into school to be greeted by a chorus of “oh’s.” this wasn’t an unusual occurrence at liberty high, but it was an annoying one because every time it happened, you knew that there was some undeserving victim at the root of it all.
you sigh deeply and walk towards your locker, but you can’t quite make it all the way there because the hall is blocked by the formed circle. in the center, you see montgomery de la cruz taunting some freshman you’ve never seen before. the boy looks absolutely terrified, while monty chuckles. it isn’t long before monty has him by his collar and pushed up against the wall. monty is about to throw a punch, and you speak up, pushing yourself toward the center of the circle.
“monty can you stop being such a dick for once in your life?” you say and the boy turns his attention towards you. once he sees that it’s you, his expression softens a bit and then quickly turns into a smirk. “this is men’s business y/n, it’s best if you just butt out.” he says to arrogantly. the crowd laughs. “you shouldn’t be partaking in it then,” you say, crossing your arms across your chest. “put him down.” the chorus of “ooo’s” rises again and you see monty’s nostrils flare.
“and if i don’t?” he questions. “then i’ll shove my foot so far up your ass, you’ll cough up
my size 5 vans.” you snap at him. monty looks stunned and shakes his head, putting the boy down. the crowd subsides and you walk to your locker. monty’s gaze lingers on you while you put in your combination. he walks over to where you’re standing and props himself against the locker beside you.
“size 5? tiny, that’s cute.” he says while you dig around your locker. you groan and close the door, still annoyed with him. “montgomery, go be a piece of shit somewhere else, maybe go to class for once? i don’t have the time right now.” you say trying to walk away from him. he stands in front of you, placing each hand on either side of your head. he’s dangerously close to your face, so close that you can smell this mint on his breath and feel it on your cheeks. you’d be lying if you said that you didn’t find him attractive. “leave me the hell alone de la cruz. don’t you have somewhere to be?” you spat at him, trying to seem confident. on the inside, you felt like you were melting.
“why do you hate me, y/n?” monty asks you while searching your eyes with his. you snap into reality and remember why you’re angry with him in the first place. looking him dead in the eyes, you begin speaking. “because, you’re an ass monty. you’re such a bully and i’m sick of your shi-” monty let’s his impulses take over and cuts you off by smashing his lips onto yours. he pulls away and stares at you intently. “how do you manage to piss me off so much, but turn me on at the same time, y/l/n?” monty says while gripping your wrist.
you giggle at his words until he presses himself flush against you. you can feel your breath hitch in your throat. “you think this is funny?”
he growls while grinding himself against you. you let out a shaky breath and then you smash your lips onto his. you didn’t know what was taking over you, but you weren’t complaining. monty yanks your hand and leads you into the janitor’s closet, slamming it shut and locking it.
his lips immediately attach to your neck and you shudder from his touch. “you’re stupid montgomery.” you moan breathlessly. “mmmhmmm.” he hums against your neck in response. “so stupid.” you moan as he lifts your shirt above your head. monty kisses you again, more forcefully this time. you can feel his hard on dig into your leg, so you glide your hand down to start palming him. he moans into your mouth and then grabs your wrists, pinning them above your head while he kisses you roughly all over.
monty sits down, pulling you on top of him. he grabs your hips and you start grinding against his erection, moaning from the friction. “fucking shit y/n, you’re so sexy.” monty groans while grabbing your ass to squeeze it. you smirk and stand up, and his eyes latch onto you. you decide to give him a show and take off your pants and panties painfully slow, without breaking eye contact with him. his eyes rake your body up and down and he takes his pants off too.
he walks towards you swiftly and has you pushed to the wall again in a rough, fiery kiss. you tug at the waistband of his boxers, and he pulls away. “jump.” monty breathed into your ear, and you felt chills go down your spine. you do as he says, wrapping your legs around his waist in the process. he uses one hand to pull down his underwear, positions himself at your entrance, and pounds into you hard and fast. the sudden contact made you cry out in pain as you bounced on him. his firm grip around your waist was sure to leave hard to explain bruises, but in the moment, all you can think about is the pleasure that you feel. your eyes roll back as you grip monty’s shoulders.
“o- oh my… fuck.” is all that monty can get out. you try to control your moans but with every thrust, all you can do is gasp out. you were never one to be speechless, but words couldn’t describe how you were feeling.
monty backs up and sits against the shelf so that you can ride him. your hips rolled effortlessly while you placed your hands on his chest. you felt your legs getting weaker by the second, knowing that you were nearing the edge. “fu- oh my god mont, i’m close.” you whimper. monty sits up so that he can kiss you, and you start to bounce on him faster. he moans into your mouth again and then pulls away to place wet kisses on your jawline, lacing his hand into your hair. he kisses behind your ear and then begins whispering to you.
“let it out baby girl.” monty says in your ear, causing you to shiver. “look at you, riding my cock. god you look so hot right now. i wish you could see it.” he continues. his words motivate you to bounce even quicker, and he hisses. your nails dig into monty’s back. your walls clench, and you come undone around him. before you have a chance to ride out your high, monty flips you onto your back. he rolls his hips into you and brings his thumb down to rub your clit. pleasure jolts through your body as monty goes to work.
your whimpers echo off the walls of the janitor’s closet while monty grunts. “shit y/n, i’m not going to last.” he breathes out. monty rubs your clit even faster and your eyes roll back. your vision blurs as you cry out his name, and your senses go into overdrive. monty puts his head in the crook of your neck, and after a few more thrusts, he comes, triggering your second orgasm. you both breathe heavily while trying to recover from the event that just took place.
“so,” monty starts, “wanna ditch? i mean we’re already hella late, and i have the house to myself. what do you say?” he questions you with a smirk.
A/n: I’ve been completely ignoring my request and I’m sorry
for that. If you haven’t read my last story, I explained that finals are this
week and my mental health for the past month has gotten in a bad place again.
I’ve been trying to help myself by watching Supernatural, and if any of my
followers love SPN they’ll understand how heart breaking it is, still no matter
how saddening the show is, the Winchesters have a special place in my heart.
So, I am trying my hardest to get out of this funk so here’s a little request.
Word count: 1906
Anonymous asked: Hey could you do a Jeff X reader where
Jeff asks the reader for help to date someone and she gets upset. When she sees
Jeff with the person he likes she distances herself from him and turns to her
other best friends Montgomery and Justin for help to get him jealous. At
someone’s party Montgomery flirts with reader to get Jeff jealous and it works?
Song: Pink Floyd’s “Wish You Were Here” and “Rose-Colored
Boy” by Paramore
Warnings: Light smut ;) (I tried), angsty af
(Heh, um, Spotify just advertised for a new Classic Rock
playlist, as I am typing this it is May 21st. I’ll update when I get
undistracted by the beauty that is Rock n’ Roll.) (It’s May 24th and I’m
finally finishing this. I am so bad lmao) (also I didn’t add Justin as much in
this one sorry)
She stared at him. Her stomach tightening in agony as she
begins to registers what he just asked her.
I need your help, I wanna ask this girl on a date and I don’t know how.
She felt sick. The boy she fell in love with was asking her to help with getting
“So?” He asked, staring at her. His eyes always made her
squirm in her seat. They were breathtaking.
“I guess.” She whispered. A bright smile spread across his
face. A smiled she loved so deeply.
Today was the day. She sighed heavily as one of her
favorite songs came on the radio as she pulled into the parking lot. A song by
Pink Floyd “Wish You Were Here”. She glanced in her back mirror, the decent
sized teddy bear she had helped buy sat in the back, taunting her. She didn’t
even noticed she was crying until a tear hit the palm of her hand. A knock on
her window made her snap out of her trance. It was Montgomery, her best friend
since 8th grade. She sighed and opened her car door, getting out before hugging
“Everything okay?” He asks, a small smile spread across her
face as she shook her head no.
“You have that thing with Jeff today don’t you?” Monty ask
with a slightly disappointed look on his face. All she could do was nod.
“That fucking bastard.” Monty spit out. She could see his
fist beginning to crunch up into a fist. She gentle rest her hand on top of
his, instantly calming him down.
“Sorry.” Monty whispered.
Out of the corner of her eye she could see Jeff pull up right beside
her. She nodded towards Monty, quietly telling him that she’ll be okay. He nods
back before leaving.
“Did you bring it?” Was the first words out of Jeff’s
mouth. Not even a simple hello.
“Yep.” She says a little too harshly. She gets it out her
car before handing it over to him. He smiles big, but his smile this time makes
her stomach drop.
His faces brighten up. She turns around to see Sophie
walking towards the two. Sophie was in the same grade, somewhat pretty with a
bit of paler skin like herself, she had dark chocolate brown eyes and hair
color to match. She was pretty. She didn’t even stay long enough to hear her
say yes. She could hear the squeal of her high pitched voice. Her mood dropped
~A Week Later~
Her heart was breaking. Every day she saw Jeff, Jeff and
Sophie, their hands intertwined. Jeff didn’t even acknowledge her existence.
Monty grew angrier and angrier by the day.
It was lunch time now. Monty and her sat at their usual
table, Monty’s other friends quickly surrounding them. She wasn’t paying much
attention to their conversation until Bryce nudge her shoulder.
“So you in Y/n?” Bryce said with a slight smirk. She had
never been found of Bryce, she always thought he was creepy and to handsy with
“In for exactly what?” She asked dumbly, completely
“The party? My house? Friday?” Bryce said. I looked over at
Monty who shrugged. She sighed.
“Jeff’s gunna be there.” Justin said teasingly. This called
for her to sigh again. But a plan popped up in her head, causing her to smirk.
“I’m in. Monty can I talk to you for a sec?” She said as
she got up. He nodded and followed her out to the hall.
“What’s up?” He asked. The playful smirk held on her face.
“Jeff’s gunna be there right?” She said, earning a nod from
“So I have an idea.” This caused Monty to pull off a smirk.
“Let’s plan on both of us be anywhere near him throughout
the night, and you know, act a little flirty, a little handsy, and see if he
reacts?” She asked. She wanted to “show” him that she’s moved on.
“Deal.” Monty said just before the bell rang. They both
nodded towards one another before walking in separate directions. Friday night
was gunna be one hell of laugh.
She sighed, she was finally done. Make up all done up, hair
perfectly curled and lips painted with a deep cherry color. She wore a black
skirt that went a little above her knees. A simple army green shirt met in the
middle. She had an oversized blue flannel thrown on top of it all, the sleeves
rolled up high, and it tied at the waist. She looked awesome.
A car honked outside. Monty was here. She grabbed her purse
and rushed outside. As she opened the door, a loud whistle was heard, making
“Shut up Monty.” Was all she said before he pulled off.
They were able to get a decent parking spot near the drive
“Want to hold hands as we go in?” Monty asked. She nodded.
They both got out and they intertwined their hands as they walked into the
house. The music bumped loudly, there were teens with the red plastic cup in
hand, just letting loose.
They spotted Zach and asked him were Jeff was, he pointed
to the outside. They both walked out there. Jeff was playing beer pong as
normal. She didn’t miss the double take Jeff did as they walked outside
hand-in-hand. She saw the familiar clenched jaw, tightening his beautiful
features. She smirked to herself.
Monty led her over to a patio type arrangement. Four chair
type coaches sat on a slab of concert. In the other two, Justin and Jessica
sat. They had waved at each other before Justin leaned in, speaking in hushed
“Did he see you guys as you walked in?” He asked with a
smirk. She nodded, making Justin’s smirk grow wider.
“I’m gunna go get us a beer, I’ll be back.” Monty said
before giving her a playful kiss on her forehead.
“Jeff’s gunna lose it.” Jessica said, all she could do was
smile. Boy made a mistake.
It was two hours in, they laughed with Justin and Jessica,
Monty tried telling her some unbelievable puns. Out of the corner of her eye
she could see that Jeff constantly glanced their way. It was when Monty had
gotten a little too close, she heard Jeff yell in annoyance and stomped away.
“That’s my cue.” She said as she got up. She quickly
followed Jeff as he made his way through the house and outside possibly towards
“Jeff!” She yelled, hoping to get him to stop. He did.
“What Y/n? Here to tell me how fantastic Monty is? How
great your relationship is with him?” He practically yelled. He was laying it
“Why are you acting like this?” She yelled at him, just
wanting to hear the truth she already possibly knew.
“I hate it! Do you not understand how hard it was for me
not to go and punch him in the face and get you all to myself? Fuck how obvious
do I have to make it?” He said, his face slightly growing redder. Yup, he was
“Are you saying you were jealous?” She asked with a mischievous
“I-I I wasn’t-t jealous.” He stuttered.
“Is Jeff Atkins stuttering?” She asked as she walked a
little closer to him. He was flustered and she found it amusing.
“Shut up and kiss me already.” Jeff said before pulling her
by her waist.
His sweet darkish lips planted on her soft painted ones.
Her heart fluttered for a second before he pulled away.
“Stay over tonight? I have some over your clothes from when
you stayed over last.” She asked, he nodded. He took her hand and they walked
towards his car. As they drive off, she completely forgot about Sophie.
“Hey Jeff?” She asked, earning a little hum in reply.
“What about Sophie?” She asked, her heart flattering.
“I broke it off before I got to the party.” He said as he
turned to her with a smile. Her heart fluttered again. She sent a quick text to
Monty, thanking him.
They pulled up to her house, nobody was home. Parents off
on a date night and staying at a hotel and her little sister was staying at a friend’s.
They went up to her room, both getting changed into pj’s before climbing into
bed. They faced each other, staring at one another with soft eyes and small
Jeff leaned in, capturing her lips in a quick kiss. He went
in again this time letting it linger and slowly kissed her again and again. His
hand rested on her waist as hers scaled up his neck. Her fingers glazed over
his short brown hair before slowly tightening her grip on his perfect strands.
She felt him squeeze at her hip before gradually sitting up to prop himself
above her. His kisses got deeper and stronger. She felt his hands climb up and
into her shirt, his cold hands setting her skin on fire. She didn’t remember
how they got there, tangled in one another. His lips left her puffy swollen
ones and moved to her neck. He gracefully bit and sucked at the skin leaving
her squirming under his touch. Finally after what seem like mere minutes he let
her free. He fell back beside her, breathy and laughing. She gave him one
little kiss before cuddling into her side. She felt him move pieces of her hair
and heard him laugh.
“That’s gunna be a bitch to cover up, sorry angel.” He said
before nuzzling her head with his own.
After a few moments she heard his breathing slow and become
even, he was asleep. This made her smile. She had the boy she’s dreamt about
since freshman year next to her, sleeping soundly. Her smile held as her eyes
fluttered shut. Dreaming about the possible future.
A/N: There are going to have to be time jumps cause there’s no way in hell I’m writing a year with of interactions day by day. I also what to make it a point to say that Bryce is going to seem like a half decent person for a little while before I reveal him for the human trashcan he is. I don’t want anyone thinking I like that scumbag even a little. Also, that is an actual conversation I’ve had with my sister.
The first day of school came way too quickly for your liking. It isn’t that you hate school. Getting to see your friends every day and putting in the work for decent grades has never really bothered you. It’s the getting up at the ass-crack of dawn that kills you. You’ve already hit the snooze button on your phone four times and you know if you don’t get up now it’ll be a race to get ready.
Pushing your blankets off your body, you sit up and look around your room tiredly. It takes another five minutes before you finally force yourself out of bed. Silently thanking yourself for showering the night before as you pull a simple outfit on before attempting to do something with your hair. You settle on an easy half ponytail, so you have enough time to focus on your makeup. About a half an hour later you were finally put together enough to head downstairs for breakfast. Once downstairs you found your family in the kitchen already eating. Your mother is cutting up a waffle on your little sister’s plate while the four-year-old is giggling at the faces you father makes at her from behind your mother’s back.
“Hit that snooze button enough today or what?” You father asks when he notices you.
“You have ears like a hawk.” You say as you slide yourself into a seat.
“I made you waffles. I wasn’t going to because I do believe they’re too calorie packed to be a breakfast food but who am I to break tradition. Plus, it’s green beans first day too!” Your mom smiles as she hands your sister her fork. The child turns to you with a wide smile on her face.
“I go to school today!” She bounces in her chair slightly.
“I know,” You smile back, “you’re like a legit adult now. It’s crazy.”
“No! I’m still little.” She laughs at you.
“Yeah but you’re in school now.” You say before taking a bite of your waffle. “Pretty soon you’re gonna need to get a job and stuff.”
“I’m just a kid!” She nearly yells. Her face is slightly red, and you can tell that she thinks you’re completely serious.
“Alright,” Your dad laughs, “let’s not push the kid into a nervous breakdown on her first day of pre-school.”
You laugh slightly and focus on your food again. It’s quiet for a few minutes while the four of you focus on eating your breakfast. That is until your mother attempts to make conversation.
“So,” she smiles in a way that tells you that you won’t like what she has to say, “I talked to Claire yesterday.”
There it is. Claire Down is your neighbor and Tyler Down’s mother. Claire and your mother met when your parents moved into the house next door and have been best friends ever since. Naturally, you and Tyler grew up together as close friends, but eventually, that changed. The two of you drifted apart. It’s what happens as people grow up. Unfortunately, you mother, and Claire, just could not seem to let the friendship die.
“She said that Tyler got the go ahead to do photography for the yearbook.” She’s smiling widely, almost as though it were her own son that accomplished something great.
“Cool.” You mumble back, not sure what to say. You finish the last bit of your breakfast and get up to put your plate in the sink.
“You know honey I was thinking th-“ your mother continues, but you tune her out slightly as you hear your phone vibrate on the table. Picking it up, you skim the message before grabbing your bag from the floor.
“Sorry mom,” you smile at her slightly, “I gotta go. My ride is here.”
“Your ride?” she looks confused. “Since when you do get a ride?”
“Since now I guess.” You laugh and give you sister a light kiss on her head. “Have a good day green bean. I’ll see you guys at dinner ok? Love you!” You yell over your shoulder as you make your way out of the house.
Outside the blue Jeep is parked in front of your house. You notice Justin in the passenger seat, so you find yourself climbing into the back.
“Mr. Foley, always a pleasure.” You pat the side of his face.
“I bet.” He winks back at you, and you can only roll your eyes in response.
It is not that you don’t like Justin. You just did not have the same relationship with him that you did with the other guys. Most of the time his attention was focused on Kat and yours on…well anything else. Of course, you like him because he made your best friend happy, but you didn’t exactly know him. Not well enough for you to make a clear decision on your feelings about him anyway.
“So Montgomery,” You smirk at him, “still tending to those wounds from the beating me and Sheri gave you?”
“Oh fuck off,” he scoffs, “This is why losing to you is bullshit. You never let it go. Next time I’ll be the one beating your ass.”
“Don’t make promises you can’t Cruz.” You laugh.
The rest of the ride was spent talking about the usual bullshit. Despite what typical gender roles would claim, the guys were the biggest gossips you’d ever met. 90% of the time any drama you heard came out of the mouth of one of them. It’s amazing and one of the many things you love about them. By the time you made it to school, there was barely any time to speak to anyone else. Instead, you had to head right to your locker before making your way to first period.
Your first class of the day was hell on earth. Math was never your subject so having to sit through it at such an early time was a special form of torture for you. Second-period U.S History wasn’t the worst in the world. The third period was nothing to celebrate, but you did have Zach with you, so it wasn’t a complete loss. The both of you could only hope that third period, communications, would not be such a snooze fest. Zach and yourself walked into the room to find Justin sitting at a desk in the far corner. The both of you moved quickly to take two of the three remaining seats in the cube. As the rest of the students began to trickle in you decided that the class wouldn’t be half bad. As you watched the other students selecting their seats, you noticed Hannah make her way into the room.
“Hannah!” You wave your hand and motion towards the last empty seat in the near you. She looks slightly relieved and excited as she makes her way towards the back of the class. Before she can sit down another body slides itself into the empty seat.
“Seriously Pratters? Fuck off.” You grumble and kick the bottom of the desk.
“Jesus Y/N. Happy to see me.” He attempts to smirk.
“You fucking wish,” You snap and turn your head back towards Hannah. “Sorry Hannah, apparently, some people can’t tell when they’re not wanted.”
“Oh, you wound me.” He pretends to grab his chest in pain.
“Don’t worry about it,” Hannah mumbles looking slightly disappointed.
“You can sit with me, Hannah.” Sheri smiles as she makes her way to the next closest set of desks close to you. “Any friend of Y/N’s is a friend of mine.”
Hannah looks at you for a moment longer before settling for the seat beside Sheri. The rest of the class goes on as you expect it to. Mrs. Bradley attempts to get through introductions and explaining what to expect from the class. Kids continue to interrupt her and have conversations amongst themselves. The typical high school classroom in every way. You could have cheered when the sound of the bell signaled not only that the class was over, but that it was time for the most sacred period, lunch.
Gathering your things, you looked up to see that Hannah had already left the room. Shrugging, you make your way to the cafeteria with the rest of your friends. After grabbing something quick to eat and head towards your usual spot with your friends. When you sit you find that they have already begun gossiping about someone having been hooking up with someone. Supposedly the girl is a cheerleader, and the boys are pressing Sheri for any information she might have.
“I don’t know what you’re talking about,” She insists, “What I do know, is that there is a spot open on the team this year and it would be amazing if someone acted quickly and took it.”
“Sheri,” you sigh, “it’s not happening. I already had to give up volleyball to focus on school. It’d make no sense to add that to my plate.”
“Please, just say you’ll think about it,” Sheri begs.
“Ok yeah sure. I’ll think about it.” You agree.
“Yay,” she wraps her arms around you, “you’re going to look so cute in a uniform!”
“Fucking right she is,” Bryce interjects.
“In your dreams Bryce.” You scoff.
“Every fucking night.” He winks back.
You spend the rest of lunch entertaining Sheri’s idea of you possibly taking a spot on the team. She seemed so excited you didn’t have the heart to tell her that it wouldn’t happen. After lunch, you separated from them to head to your classes. Thankfully, one of those classes was a study, so you were able to relax a little. On the other hand, one of those classes was Spanish. Spanish was another class that was not your best subject. Despite how well you did in other subjects, learning languages has always been your downfall. By the time the class was over, you could feel a headache forming. The only thing keeping you going is the knowledge that the next class was the last one before you could finally go home. You made your way into the classroom and slid yourself into a desk in the back. Laying your head on the desk, you took a moment to savor the slight quiet.
“Don’t tell me your sick again?” You jump slightly and left your head to find Jeff sitting at the desk on the side of you.
“What?” You mumble out.
“The last time I saw you, you were sick. You’re not again are you?” Your face flushed slightly at the memory of him witnessing you throwing up.
“Oh yeah, no I’m not sick. Just exhausted.” You smile slightly.
“I feel that. There are few things as tiring as the first day.” He nods.
“Yeah,” you could feel yourself relaxing slightly, “and it doesn’t help that I’m not a morning person.”
“No?” It feels like he’s looking at you a little too closely now.
“No,” you laugh a little, “I’d stay in bed all day if I could.”
“Good to know.” He smiles.
You open your mouth to reply, but the teacher calls the attention of the class. Unlike your communications class, this class is serious, and there is little time to speak to anyone. As much as you pay attention, you can’t help but repeat his words in your head. Was it meant to be as sexual as it sounded or were you just depraved? You continued to think over the statement until the bell rang. Almost immediately Jeff turns towards you.
“What are you doing in this class anyway?” He asks as you make your way out of the room. “It’s a junior English class. Last I checked you were a sophomore.”
“I uh,” you began, “I tested out of English freshmen year, so I’m a year ahead, in this class anyway.”
“You really are a little genius aren’t you?”
“What?” You laugh.
“I always heard you were smart, but I didn’t know you were testing out of classes smart.” He shrugs.
“It’s just this class. Reading and shit is something that comes easily to me.” You explain.
“Well, now I know who to call when I need help.”
“Too bad you don’t actually have my number.” You shock yourself by saying. There’s a small pause, and for a moment you wish that you could crawl into a hole. You completely avoid eye contact and scold yourself in your head.
“Not yet.” He replies. You look up from the floor to see a small smirk on his face.
“Y/N!” You jump at the sound of Zach’s voice coming from behind you. Both of you look to find the boy making his way through the hallway towards you.
“Looks like you’re needed.” Jeff mumbles.
You look back towards him and nod slightly.
“I’ll see you tomorrow then.” He winks and begins walking away.
You’re unable to say anything in response as you watch his form disappear down the hallway.
“Hey,” Zach says and wraps an arm around your shoulder.
“What can I do for you, Zach?” You ask.
“Well, Monty has to go see the guidance counselor for something about his schedule or some shit. So I have to give you a ride home.” He explains.
“Are you sure? You don’t have to.” You say.
“What kind of friend would I be if I left you to walk home?” He jokes.
“A bad one.” You laugh.
“Exactly so let’s go.” He squeezes your shoulder slightly, and you both begin to walk out of the school.
The ride home is quick and relaxing. You make it home before either of your parents. Grabbing a snack from the kitchen and head to your bedroom. You decide to take a quick shower and are getting dressed when your phone begins to ring. Wide smile forms on your face as you accept the FaceTime call.
“Kit Kat!” You all but yell.
“Y/N!” She yells back. “I was waiting for my updates you know.”
“I know I’m sorry, but I needed to take a shower.”
“Oh please, like it’s anything I’ve never seen before.” She rolls her eyes.
“Yes, but I would rather not take my phone in the shower with me. It’s already enough work.” You laugh.
“Excuses. So tell me all the details. How’d it go? Did you see Hannah?” She asks.
“It was fine.” You shrug. You take a moment to prop your phone on your desk so you could continue to get dressed. “I have a class with Hannah. I was going to ask her to sit with us at lunch, but she left pretty quick.”
“She’s a slippery one. You’re going to keep an eye on her right?” She asks.
“Yes Kat, I already said I would.” You reply.
“I’m just making sure. She can be kind of shy sometimes, and you can be a bit of a bitch sometimes.” She shrugs.
“Oh fuck you,” you laugh as you pick the phone back up. “I am not a bitch.”
“Sure hon,” she smiles, “So what else happened? Did you get to see Prince Charming at all?”
You try to keep your face as neutral as possible but fail miserably.
“I’ll take that as a yes” she laughs.
“He’s in my English class.” You explain.
“Ok,” she probes, “and did you two speak?”
“Yeah, he asked if I was feeling better and how I ended up in a junior class.” You pretend to pick at something on your bed and avoid making eye contact with her through the screen.
“Annnd? There’s obviously something else. You won’t even look at me.”
“Ok, he said something, and it’s probably just the hoe in me that is taking it the wrong way.” You say quickly.
“What did he say?” she asks.
“He said it was ‘good to know’ that I like to stay in bed all day. It’s probably nothing.” You shrug.
“BITCH!” she yells back. “It was not nothing! He wants you in his bed all day! How could yo-“
“Oh my god no Kat. He doesn’t!” You laugh.
“Yes, he does! Oh my god, if you fuck Jeff Atkins you better call me after. I need, no I deserve details!” She demands.
“Kat fucking stop I’m not going to fuck Jeff Atkins. Jesus.” You laugh and cover your face with your hand. You hear the door close downstairs and the familiar sound of your little sister’s laugh.
“Oh yes, you are.” She beams, “and it’s probably going to be the best di-“
“OK sorry Kit Kat,” You interrupt her rant, “My mom’s here so I gotta go! I’ll text you I promise.”
“Don’t you dare han-“
You end the call before she is able to finish her demand. You lay in your bed for a few more minutes before deciding to actually go downstairs. As you make your way to the door, your phone vibrates, and you look down to see a text from Kat.
Kit Kat 🍫:Details bitch. I mean it.
You only shake your head slightly before going downstairs to see how the first day of pre-school was as eventful for your sister.
Summary: The sequel to Before We Were Us and follows how secrets can make or break your relationship with Zach Dempsey
Pairing: Zach Dempsey x Reader
Warning: Alcohol, sexual assault
A/N: Okay. I’m letting you know ahead of time that this is a pretty intense part of the story that includes actions of sexual assault. Please let me know how you feel about this part. I do not support sexual assault in any way shape or form and do advise to seek help whenever possible if you have been sexually assaulted.
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It was the night
of Bryce’s party and you were ready for something good after the week you had. You
hadn’t spoken to Zach since your argument. The only exchange the two of you had
was sorrowful glances whenever you saw each other. It was like a piece of you
was missing and you weren’t sure if you would ever get it back.
You were just outside of the house trying to
build up your confidence before you went in. You only attention you were hoping
to catch was Zach’s, so you wore a simple one shoulder little black dress and
accessorized with the necklace that Zach gave you. You took in a deep breath
before entering the party and found nearly half the school was present for the
event. The bass from the stereo had enough force to rumble your chest.
You walked around
the house in hopes of finding somebody that you knew until you heard a familiar
voice call your name.
“There she is, Y/N,
the party girl came,” you followed the sound to see a smiling Bryce. He came
over to you with two red cups filled with what you could assume was beer in
each hand. “Now that you’re here, you need to catch up. Your boyfriend Zach is
finishing off his second beer,” he nodded over in his direction.
You followed his
nod and saw that Zach was hanging around the drinks, talking to Justin and
Jessica. He wasn’t engaged in the conversation they were having, his eyes were
trained on you. You could see him mouth the word “shit” making you chuckle a
little to yourself as you took your sip of beer.
said breaking your train of thought, “If the idiot doesn’t want to talk to you,
I’ll be around, especially if you need anything special,” he winked.
“Sure,” you said
as that was the only thing you could say. You knew what he meant by it, but you
already had plans of not entertaining Bryce’s behavior.
You found an empty
spot on one of the couches and made yourself comfortable. Not too long after
you felt a dip in the opposite side of the couch you were sitting on. You
turned to find Zach, his eyes slightly frantic.
“What are you
doing here?” he questioned as he looked over his shoulder to see if anybody
could hear us.
“I’m trying to
have a good time after the shitty week I just had,” you said matter-of-factly.
You could tell
that Zach was already annoyed. “Fine, but just stay away from Bryce, okay?” he
You felt offended
that he would tell you something like that. “So, I have to have you approve who
I hang out with?” you raised your voice. You could feel the heat rise in your
“That’s not what
I’m saying, Y/N,” Zach tried to defuse the situation “Please just trust me on
this one,” he pleaded.
You had enough of
the conversation. You chugged down the rest of your half full beer and shot up
from the couch, making your way to the beer keg. “I’m getting another beer, or
did you want to control my consumption of alcohol too,” you snapped.
“Y/N, just hear me
out on this one,” Zach was nearly begging as he grabbed for your hand.
You turned to him
with a disgusted expression on your face. “Zach!” you shouted, yanking your
hand out of his, “Just leave me alone!” You dashed off to get another drink and
left Zach sitting alone on the couch.
The party was at
its peak and you were nearly wasted. At first, you were playing a game of suck
and blow with your new friends until one of the couples joined in and dropped
the card, ending the game in a sloppy make out session by the couple. You
flopped down on the couch feeling a bit sluggish from the numerous cups of beer
that you had. You were going in and out of consciousness when you felt a tap on
your shoulder, bringing you back.
“Hey, you alright
there?” asked the person who tapped you. Your vision was blurry, but after
squinting a few times you made out figure to be Bryce.
“Yeah, I’m good,”
you slurred your words as you sat up.
“You look a little
tired. Did you want to go upstairs and take a nap?” Bryce offered.
“Sure, I’m down
for that,” you shot up from the couch and nearly lost your balance. Bryce
reached his around your waist to hold you steady and you threw your arm around
his neck to hold yourself up. He guided you through the crowd, up the stairs,
and into a deserted hallway leading to one of the bedrooms. He stopped for a
second, pressed you against the wall, and started placing kisses against your
“What are you
doing?” you giggled still under the influence of the alcohol.
“Don’t worry about
that, babe,” he said huskily. He gripped your hands above your head as he
placed sloppy kisses against your lips. One of his hands started to travel down
your body and stopped at the side of your thigh. His actions were hurried as
hiked up your dress and tried to pull down your underwear. You let out an
absentminded groan as Bryce made work of your underwear, but his actions were
halted by the sound of footsteps coming up the stairs.
“Y/N!” the voice
called for you.
“Here!” you called
back without a second thought and giggled at your drunken behavior.
“Would you shut
up?” hissed Bryce. The figure that called for you was Zach. He stopped at the
final step to witness the scene. His eyes widened in shock. You could see his
eyes darting from your giggling form to Bryce’s unethical action. Zach didn’t
think twice about charging Bryce and tackling him to the ground. As Bryce fell
to the ground, he let go of you, you lost your steady foundation, and fell to
“What the fuck are
you doing to my girlfriend?” was the last thing you heard Zach shout followed
by punches making contact with various body parts before you lost consciousness.
After what felt like hours of sleep, was disrupted by somebody picking you up
bridal style down the stair. You let out a groan and began to stir in the
person’s arms. Your eyes began to focus on the figure carrying you to see you
were in Zach’s arms.
“Where are we
going?” you asked sleep still in your voice.
“Out of this
shithole and away from him,” Zach said sternly.