and i almost always wear black hats

(Mostly) Fluffy headcanons for ya

•I feel like the voice of Dr Calico from Bolt is a good fit for Black Hat.

•Flug has been scared of thunderstorms ever since one almost caused him to crash when flying. Now if there is a thunderstorm, you can expect to find him curled up in a ball under his desk, shaking violently and whimpering to himself. Only BH can calm him down.

• It’s not uncommon to find Flug fast asleep on a sleeping 505

• 505 makes flower crowns for the others. Flug and Demencia always wear theirs and, little does he know, so does Black Hat.

•BH has allowed 505 to grow his own patch of flowers. Let’s just say it took quite a bit of convincing.

(by @kcat-creations )

anonymous asked:

So since idk what u look like but if I see someone that could possibly be you should I just scream out scotch tape and see if u/they look?

how 2 identify me:

-thick black rectangular glasses
-big triangular nose like lois griffin
-bad haircut (no matter what my hair looks like it’s always bad, i simply do not look good with hair. or without it. i’m an anomaly. an scp. i cant explain it.)
-almost always wearing a hat to cover my hair
-lots of acne
-probably wearing thigh highs

Different Slytherin

She was perfect. No, she wasn’t … She is perfect. The way her ssmile is so bright, the way her perfect hair bounce everytime she moves or the way her laugh is so loud.  She screamed Gryffindor or even Hufflepuff, she screamed fun,love and everything that poets love.

The first time  he saw her it was in the Great Hall, in the line that he knew very well,  she had arrived and everyone was so excited to discover which house she would belong, which house everyone there would belong.

She was one of the lasts. She was there, when almost everyone was sorted, smiling and with her arms crossed. And when her name was called everyone in the room hold their breath and no surprise she just smiled and somehow he knew the she would go to Gryffindor or Hufflepuff. She is so bright of course she belongs there.

Everyone was paying so much attention. It was impossible not to when she was smiling so big while sitting in this chair where everyone seemed to be so afraid of. It was the big time of everyone life include hers.

When the hat was placed in her head, above her mess of hair, everyone was in silence.

The girl was moving her feet and just smiling while her eyes was looking at everyplace she could.

It passed longs minutes when the hat screamed the name of house she would belong. The house where she would made her friends and maybe even met the lover of her life.

“ SSLYTHERIN” The hat screamed and she smiled again,  cause even if everyone just met her she seemed to be the type of girl who is always smiling.

She jumped out of the chair and walked to the very green table. She sat and then he lost her in the middle of a lot of Slytherin students.

He was not happy with that… She was so beautiful, so shinning and how that kind of girl could belong to a such horrible house. How could that happen?

- Are you okay,  PadFoot? - James asked looking ate his friend that still had his eyes at Slytherin table.

-Yeah, I am okay. Just so surprised that this girl is a Slytherin. -He said shrugging his shoulders.

- And You will never guess. -One boy, the one that was jut sorted like the beautiful girl, said.

-What? -Peter asked curious.

-She is not a pureblood.

-What? -The marauders screamed, even Remus who was quiet before. - That’s impossible. -Sirius completed.

The boy just nodded his head and turned to listen Dumbledore speech and letting all the boys still shocked and a Sirius with wide eyes looking at the girl talking to Severus and Lucius and right after smiling  at the boy besides her, his brother who was sorted a few moments before her.

Some years passed anyway, and the girl still was the girl who always smile, but now it was a little more private. The smile was smaller and her long and black hair now was short and so much more curlier, lot of locks of curls. She was a example to everyone.

The girl that Sirius didn’t know the first name after all this years was polite and always classy, wearing the most perfect clothes and her hair always perfect. She was almost a angel in the middle of lot demons.

- (Y/L/N) did it again. - Peter said sitting next to his friends. - She defended the Hufflepuff’s first year from Malfoy.

- Why the hell she is a Slytherin? - James asked confused. -For the first time I think the Hat made a mistake.

- I think that too. You are here after all. -Remus said rolling his eyes and trying to pay attention to his book and his homework. - Why are you talking about this girl again?  She a Slytherin, get over it. Now can we back to our homework?

-But Moony, she is a angel. How can she be there? -Padfoot whispered

- Lucifer was too. - Remus said smiling. - Look, no one here even know her first name, we just know that maybe she is not that bad but hey, we don’t talk to Slytherin any way, so why we should bother?

Pads just sighted and went back to his book but his mind still was in the different Slytherin. He didint know why but that girl just confused him. She intrigued him so much with her eyes showing a fire but still having the sweatiest smile ever.

The day the Marauders descoverd her name it was a week after, when they was joking around Snape, giving him names that he didint like and laughing so laud that anyone near could listen.

They were having fun when James felt a tap on his shoulders making he stop laughing a little to turn around and face the Slytherin girl wearing a beautiful smile.

- Hello, James, Sirius, Remus and Peter. - She said with a big smile and then looking at Snape who was on the air without any pants. -Hey, Severus. - Said waving her hand ate him. -How are you all?

- Good? -James said _ asked _ looking ate his friends confused.

-That’s very good,I was excellent a few minutes ago, if you minded. - She said sighing - But then I saw you all making fun of my very dear friend and that’s not a very polite thing to do,guys.

- And who says we care to being polite? -Peter said laughing and gaining a very sharp look of the girl.

-Well, Lucius told me that you, Gryffindor,  are not very polite but I wanted to believe otherside and now I am just regretting that. -She said looking a little sad. -If you don’t let my friend down I will have to do something that none of you would appreciate.

- And you,a Slytherin,think that you can do something to us? - James asked laughing loud and then looking at his friends. -Did you see that? This little girl think she can harm us.

- (Y/N)! You don’t have to do it. -Snape shouted.

-Its not a problem, Severus. Lucius said that I should practice a little more anyway. -She said with a smiling and then looking at the four boys in front of her.

All the boys lost their doubts about her being Slytherin when they saw the smirk on her lips and her eyes with a fire. None of them could actually tell how all of that could happened but the just blinked and they were hanging in the air, all of them, while Severus was outing his pants besides the girl.

-What the hell do you think are doing? - Sirius shouted looking at the girl who just laughed -Let us down.

- Look, Severus, They don’t think that joke is fun anymore. - (y/n) said taking of their pants. - Do you think I should let them down?

- C'mon, Snivellus, You know we were just kidding with you. - James said.

- I don’t think he will let us down. - Moony said just to his friends listen.

- Let us down now!

- Or what? Would you tell you mom, Sirius? - Snape asked.  - Wait, your mom doesn’t care about you. -He laughed

- Severus. - (Y/N) shouted looking at her friend. - That’s not a thing that you should say! - She told him while throwing the boy’s pants at the lake.

-Why that? Its not like we are their friends anyway. -He shrugged.

- Okay, guys,I think I had enough. - She said letting all the boys falling hard on the flour and walking to them. - And Sirius, you can’t have a mom but that doesn’t mean that you dont have a family. -She said smiling at The black haired boy. -Oh, please, dont meses with me friends anymore or I will do worse than that.

- She is a weirdo . -James said looking at the girl who was walking to the castle with her friend. - Who is nice and a demon at the same time?

- Yeah, a weirdo

What Sirius never told anyone that moment it was that weirdo had, maybe, stole his heart.

Match | 1

Originally posted by nnochu


Jeon Jungkook wasn’t just a playboy. That term would only loosely describe him. He had girls falling at his feet, but he didn’t notice them. His goal was to get the girls that played hard to get, use them for a temporary fuck, and block their number the second after he left their place for the final time. It gave him a rush to leave girls constantly wondering where they stood with him. They let him do it to them. It’s what made him feel so powerful.

A/N: This is my first ever story on here. This is just one of many parts to this story and I’m fucking ecstatic about it. The chapter isn’t the longest due to it being sort of the intro. The future parts will be longer. I’m dedicating this chapter and kind of the overall story to @blueagust​ she’s an amazing author and inspired me to actually write this overall work. She read over this chapter for me and I can’t thank her enough.

Without further ado, here is ‘Match’

Pairing: Fuckboy!Jungkook X Reader
Genre: ???
Word Count: 1111


You let out a groan at the loud sound of the alarm going off on your phone. You quickly grabbed it off of the table beside your bed and shut it off. Your eyes widened when you noticed the time. 8:09. You immediately rolled out of bed, showering and trying to put yourself together as quickly as you could without looking like you had just been run over by a truck. Running outside, you quickly hailed a cab that just so happened to be stopped at the corner of your apartment building waiting on the red light to turn green.

It had taken her forever to find a job that sounded halfway decent. You had been complaining to your best friend, Mina, about it when Mina had told you that an old friend had opened a bakery in the city and suggested that you apply for a job.

You did so right after your shift was over at the job you had been working at at the time. Within days you had an interview and the next week you were hired. you quit your job the following day feeling nothing but happiness as you did so.

The cab pulled up in front of the cozy looking shop. The windows were big and the sign for the shop was rustic and vintage. You stepped out of the cab and jogged inside before you were late.

“Ah! There you are, Y/N! So glad to see you!.” You instantly knew the voice belonged to Jae, the owner of the shop.

You gave him an apologetic smile and turned your attention to him. “Sorry I was almost late. Getting up this early is somewhat of an adjustment.”  

He waved his hand, “Nonsense. I understand. No worries. Now we should help you get the hang of things. Today you’ll be working the register. It’ll be the easiest. I don’t want you to think that I’m trying to overwork you on your first day.” He gave you a wink and you gave a genuine laugh. Maybe you’d finally found somewhere decent.


An hour had passed and you got the works of almost everything. You had been taken several orders and so far it had been nice. Almost enjoyable, actually. You had just finished taking a customer’s order when the bell on the door made a ‘ding’ sound signaling that someone had just come in. You looked up, expecting to see a customer walk in but nearly choked on air as you noticed it wasn’t. He was wearing the same 'uniform’ you and everyone else here was. A black t-shirt, black jeans, black shoes, and a hat with the logo of the bakery on it. His hair was styled in that effortlessly messy but gorgeous way. His eyes were dark brown, his ears were pierced, and everything about him was near perfection. He radiated cockiness, though. Something that you almost always hated on a guy, but it somehow just made it him even more attractive.

“Jungkook. I see you finally decided to show up.” Jae said, coming out from the kitchen.

The boy named Jungkook shrugged, “You got lucky I guess.” He gave Jae a slight smirk.

Jae pressed his fingers to the bridge of his nose and exhaled. “Just go help Soomi in the kitchen. Please.”

Jungkook grinned, “Aye aye captain.” He walked passed Jae and then turned his attention to you before throwing you a wink. A fucking wink.


You pulled your phone out from your pocket. It was 7:17. You decided to stay later than Jae asked you to so you could help clean up for tomorrow. You had just finished clearing the tables and putting the chairs up. You headed back to the break room to grab your stuff, but looked up when you heard the door to the break room open. Jungkook came striding in.

Your eyes lingered on him a little longer than necessary, but you quickly diverted your attention back to your bag where you were putting your wallet and schedule for the week into the side pocket.

You went to leave, but Jungkook had different plans. He slammed his arm against the wall beside your head.

“Y/N was it?” He smirked. A smirk that made you want to punch him, but at the same time could have had you putty in his hands. That was a new feeling for you. He didn’t need to know that though.

“Yeah. Jungkook was it?” You returned his smirk thinking that mimicking the look he had would surprise him. But it didn’t. As a matter of fact, it only seemed to fuel his ego more.

He went to say something else but the sound from the entrance door of the bakery caught you both off guard. “Kookie!” A shrill female voice called.

He rolled his eyes, not moving from the position he was in. “I’m coming babe!” He called, irritation was clear in his tone.

He returned his gaze back to you. “I’ve got…business to take care of. I hope we end up like this again. Sometime soon.”

You were having none of this bullshit.

“I don’t know what shit you think you’re pulling with me, but it’s not working. You fuck girls for a week. Drop them. Never see them again. It’s a cycle. It makes you feel good knowing you run the show.”  

You leaned in closer, putting your lips right beside his ear and dropping your voice to a low whisper. “I know the cycle. Because I practically invented that shit.”

You pulled back and were taken aback by the expression on his face. His lips no longer held a smirk, they were pulled into a straight line. His eyes weren’t wide, but the shock was evident. You grinned.

“Now if you’ll excuse me, a bottle of Chardonnay and a nice hot bath is calling my name. Have fun with the girl you got out there.”

You glanced once more at his shocked expression with a satisfied look on your face before pushing him out of the way and walking out as if you didn’t have a care in the world.


Getting to know GOT7

Welcome new IGOT7′s! I am making this post to let you guys know more about each member and why you chose the absolute BEST group to stan so let’s do this shall we~

Originally posted by mintokkies

This is Im jaebum a.k.a JB, forehead Im, chic and sexy, got7′s leader.

- the love of my life, my ultimate bias.


Originally posted by leader-jb

- the happier he is, the less he sees LMAO but it’s the MOST ADORABLE THING IN THE WORLD

- he was ½ of JJ project with his fellow member, Junior.

- he has acted in a number of dramas namely: Dream High 2, When A Man loves, and of course, Got7′s own mini drama, Dream Knight. DON’T MAKE HIM WATCH HIS OWN ACTING IN DREAM HIGH 2 OR EVEN SPEAK ABOUT IT BECAUSE HE WILL GO CRAZY

- His favorite color is grey. He LOVES CHICKEN. HE HAS A BART SIMPSON obsession, he even bought underwear with bart on it.

- He’s Born on January 6, 1994 

- has a lot of rage in his body. He is hot tempered, but has gotten better at controlling is anger lately

- He an undying love for Nora, his cat, but he couldn’t keep her in their dorm because his fellow member, Youngjae is allergic to cat fur. HE ALSO REALLY LOVES YOUNGJAE (2jae OTP feels activated)

Originally posted by gotlov3ly7

- Overall looks like he could kill you, but really is a cinnamon roll.

Originally posted by markjin

Mark Tuan, a.k.a. got7′s main rapper and visual. in charge of Martial arts tricking with fellow member, Jackson.

- Real name: Tuan Yien

-he is the oldest member, but he’s always mistaken as the youngest.

- looks good it anything, even with his “bird’s nest looking hair”, in Girls Girls Girls era.

- as you can tell from that gif, he is a cutie patootie :3

- he is from LA. An American raised Taiwanese.

- he came to Korea with no known talent. Basically, he thought himself how to rap, dance, and do awesome flips. HOW AWESOME IS THAT *claps loudly*

- BROS lovers with Jackson. Has extreme thirst for Junior. I MEAN LOOK AT THAT THIRST

Originally posted by markjestic


Originally posted by wangsexy

Jackson Wang a.k.a The rudest of the rude wang, wang puppy, Got7′s lead rapper & dancer.

- Real name: Wang Ka Yee/ Jia er
- From Hong Kong 852, he is very proud of where he is from… often wears 852 shirts/hats/clothing

- loves his family so much. He is a momma’s boy it’s so cute

- almost always wears black

- lifts like it’s nobody’s business, I’M MEAN LOOK AT HIS BODY

Originally posted by fuckyeah-gotseven

- always promotes organic green tea any chance he gets

- bros with mark, thristy for Junior I MEAN LOOK

Originally posted by defwang

- was a fencer, a member for hong kong’s national fencing team, also a gold medalist in that sport

- was a cast member of Roommate 2 that’s why he is arguably got7′s most popular member

- full of love in his body & is friends with EVERYONE even if he just met them 

Originally posted by thekpopfix

Park Jinyoung a.k.a Junior

- got7′s mom 

- a bookworm

- the other half of JJ Project with JB


- he once said his life was “a joke”… same

- he loves dogs, but dogs hate him


Originally posted by yugyeomism

- in a love triangle with Mark and Jackson

Originally posted by yoonminqueen

Originally posted by fuckyeahjinson


- peach jinyoung

Originally posted by got7ish

Choi Youngjae, Got7′s main vocal


- very very precious and innocent looking

- his laugh and smile just makes you happy and fixes all your problems in life

- powerful vocal


- co FATHER OF COCO with Mark… loves coco very much

Originally posted by ceohan



Originally posted by jackseunie

-  lately everyone’s bias because ….*dead*

Originally posted by markjin

Originally posted by ohparkjimin

Bambam/ Kunpimook Bhuwakul (try saying that 10x I dare you)

- Thai

- Rapper


- dab king… he dabs every morning when he wakes up

- yugyeom’s best friend

- girl group dance king

- moose mania

Originally posted by got7europe


Originally posted by isabelle-c-r

- definition of transformation tuesday i mean look…

Originally posted by demaglia

Originally posted by markjin

Originally posted by jaksunshine

Kim Yugyeom

- main dancer 

- dance machine

- choco shake enthusiast

-chris brown is his fave american artist


- savage maknae

- the victim for 2 hidden cameras and cries because he loves got7 so much and he thought got7 isn’t going to be a team no more if they fought…he is very precious pls protect him


- He’s 19 so he thinks he is allowed to do this

Originally posted by kairora

STOP HIM he’s still a child….


Originally posted by igot7-love


Trichotillomania master-post & FAQ

DISCLOSURE: I am not a doctor or a professional. I have just struggled with this disorder for a long time so I created this blog to share my experiences. I cannot “cure” you and the advice I share is not guaranteed to work for you. Everyone experiences this disorder differently.

1. “Do I have Trichotillomania?”

It seems I get this question in my ask box everyday. I’m not a doctor so I can’t really say for sure. All I know is Trichotillomania, by definition is: A compulsive desire to pull one’s hair. 

2. “How do I stop pulling?”

Another tough question (for a number of reasons). once again, I’m not a doctor. Also, Trichotillomania DOES NOT have a definite “cure.” Plus, everyone is different. I cannot tell you what will and will not work for you. you have to figure that out. However, I can give you a very long list of strategies that can lead you in the right direction. STRATEGIES: 

 wearing a hat, scarf, bandana, wig
putting vaseline on your fingers or the areas you pull from
acrylic/ “fake” nails
fidget toys
shaving your head*** (please think before you try this strategy and consider other alternatives first)
doodling, drawing, writing
surround yourself with friends and family
throw away or hide tweezers
find out what your triggers are and avoid them as best as you can
cover mirrors
text, play a game
put band-aids on your fingers
go for a walk
just about anything to keep your hands busy should work*** (healthy choices please)
FOR PEOPLE WITH TRICHOPHAGIA: eat hard candies, chew on raw noodles, mouth guards, gum

3. “will my hair grow back?”

Yes and no. I’ve been pulling for about 8 years (give or take) and my hair has always grown back. However, it is said that if you continuously pull your hair out that one day it won’t grow back. While my hair has always grown back, It’s changed. What I mean by that is: I have always had straight, brown hair. Well, after pulling for so many years my hair has started to grow in coarse in some places, wavy, and almost black.  

4. “what is Trichophagia?”

Trichopagia is the compulsive desire to eat/bite/chew on one’s hair. it’s a disorder that is linked to Trichotillomania because people who have Trichophagia pull out their hair. 

5. “How do I hide my bald spots?”

tough question but I can give some general suggestions such as: Parting your hair differently, wearing it in a pony tail/ up-do,wigs, hats, toppik. Toppik is a product that contains little hair fibers that you sprinkle over the bald or thinning area. They also offer a spray you can use to set the fibers in place but hair spray works just as good.

6. “How do I tell my family?”

I don’t have any personal experience with this because my family members were the one’s to tell me that I had Trichotillomania. However, I would suggest that you tell them immediately and be completely honest. Tell them how it makes you feel. It’s important to know that not everyone is going to be supportive but it’s only because they don’t understand it. Educate them.

7. “Should I talk to a doctor?”

YES. I know that a lot of doctors are clueless when it comes to this disorder but they might surprise you. Maybe they can at least point you in the right direction. 

8. “I’m thinking about shaving my head, should I?”

I have been shaving my head for a couple of years. The only reason I started was because I barely had any hair left. I would consider other alternatives first before shaving your head. If that’s your only option, I would recommend it. It’s helped me a few times. You just need to be prepared for when your hair starts coming back in. 

9. “Where can I get affordable, good-quality wigs?”

First look online for any local shops to see if they have anything to offer. If that doesn’t work for you, look on Amazon. It’s important to know that quality wigs aren’t cheap when it comes to price. Also, wigs aren’t meant to be worn all day every day. If you do wear them often, you may need to replace your wigs every 4, 5, 6 months depending on how often you wear them. 

10. “How do I deal with people who ask questions?”

Only tell people what you’re comfortable with telling them. You are not obligated to tell anyone anything. I’m pretty vague when it comes to talking about my disorder with people. I just tell them, “I have a disorder that causes me to lose my hair.” that is it. If they ask anymore questions, I just shrug.

The Band Sister (part 2)

Summary: You’re Calum’s cousin, and eventually you become the band “sister” but you want more than that with Luke

Part 1

The boys had been on tour for what seemed like forever, and the one visit we had been able to plan where I could meet them on tour before they had a break fell through due to an emergency recording session for their first-ever real album. But now they were finally coming home on a two week break before the second half of the tour with One Direction.

So much had changed since the last time I had seen them. I had never considered myself ugly, but I just never really cared about my appearance. I wore sweatpants or running shorts along with a t-shirt almost every day. I threw my hair up in the mornings and rolled out of bed with just enough time to eat breakfast so makeup was a definite no. I had never had much interest in boys, besides Luke and he had seen me at my worst so why did it matter if I looked nice for him, but after deciding that I needed to change how Luke viewed me I decided maybe a makeover would get him out of his ‘brotherly’ mindset.

Even though I was Calum’s cousin, I wasn’t blessed with his beautiful, tan skin, and I didn’t like spending much time in the sun as I got extremely hot, extremely fast. However, this summer had been so unbearably hot I had no choice but to spend my time in either an ocean or a pool, and as a result I had gotten tan, and let me just say I looked great when I was tan.

I had also started putting slightly more effort into my appearance than I had before. I would do my hair rather than just throw it up into a ponytail, and put on minimal makeup just to make me look like an improved version of my normal self. I even went out and bought clothes that didn’t consist of workout clothes, or lounging clothes! I still opted for comfier clothes, but now I wore form-fitting jeans or leggings along with either crop tops or band tees. 

Along the way of making these outwardly changes, my insides began to change too. I was happier and much more outgoing than before. I went to parties and made friends with a group of girls who I had never even considered talking to when the boys were here, but without them I got lonely and the girls were actually amazing people. They even helped me meet the guy who definitely didn’t see me as his sister, and he even kept my mind off of Luke.

It was about a month and a half after the boys had left on tour, and the girls - Laura, Mia, Izzie, and Kalia - had finally convinced me to let them take me to a party. 

“Y/N, you have to look amazing, no MORE than amazing for this party. It’s practically you’re coming out party!” Mia was ranting at me because I didn’t want to wear the outfit she picked out for me.

“Umm, her coming out party?” Laura asked, as we all shared confused glances with each other.

“Uhh duh! Barely anyone in our grade knows who she is, and now is the first chance everyone is going to have to meet the new and improved Y/N!” now Mia was the one looking at us like we were dumb, “Meaning, she has to look drop dead gorgeous.”

I heard a gasp from the left side of Izzie’s room, where we were getting ready. I turned to see that it was Kalia, she had a love to create drama for attention. “That’s like, so true. I mean what if the man of your dreams is at this party.” 

“Guys, you know that I have feelings for Luke, who will definitely not be at this party considering he is thousands of miles away.” I said, while flopping back onto the bed, frustrated at how big of a deal they were making this.

Laura decided to come to my rescue, “Okay Y/N, how about we let you pick out your outfit but you let us do your hair and makeup.” I sat up, and agreed knowing this was the best I was going to get out of them. 

A few hours later I was walking into the party in high-waisted disco pants, a loose flowing crop-top tanktop, with my hair in beachy waves and my makeup done minimally, but amazing. As soon as we walked in to the party I could see that almost everyone from our class was here. The problem was I could recognize faces, but I knew almost nobody’s names.

“Iz, I hardly know anyone’s name here, how am I supposed to socialize without knowing who they are!” I may have been panicking just a bit.

I think Izzie could see the panic on my face, and unlike the other three girls she decided to stick with me, “Okay, here’s the plan. I’ll stay with you and introduce you to some people and if you feel comfortable enough to be alone you just give me the nod.” Izzie loved ‘The Nod’. It was her code for everything she did.

“Thanks Iz.” 

“Okay, first things first let’s get something to drink!” Izzie rushed off, pulling me through the crowded room with her.

Izzie and I had been talking to a group of about seven people for the last hour or so, and I kept catching one of the boys - his name was Tucker, I think - staring at me whenever I looked over at him. He was quite cute, and had dark shaggy hair, extremely tan skin, and wide-green eyes. I was wondering just how someone could get such nice eyes, when suddenly everyone around me was disbanding.

I must have had a very confused look on my face because the next thing I knew Tucker was clearing things up for me, “They’re going to get a game of beer pong started before we run out of beer.” I just nodded my head at him and he shot me a gorgeous lopsided smile, “I’m Tucker by the way.”

“I’m Y/N, nice to meet you.” I smiled shyly back.

Tucker held out his hand for me to take, “Want to go find somewhere quieter to talk?” I grabbed his hand and followed his lead.

That party had been almost two months ago, and since then Tucker and my relationship had kept growing stronger and stronger. He was caring, funny, and always interested in what I had to say. Whenever we went out we had such an amazing time, and he kept me on my toes for what adventurous thing we were doing next. I was even beginning to forget about my crush on Luke.

My phone started ringing, and before I even checked the caller ID I knew who it was. “Hey babe! What are you up to today?” whenever Tucker called me babe the butterflies in my stomach exploded.

“Hey, the boys are actually coming home today and I was hoping you would come over to my place later to meet them! It’s going to be a barbecue with a bunch of people, so I promise you won’t get bored. And if for some reason you end up bored there will be plenty of food.” 

He chuckled on the other end of the line, “Of course I’ll come, even if there wasn’t food I would still be there because I know how important they are to you.”

Tucker was always saying things like that, and it never failed to make me blush. Luckily we were on the phone so he couldn’t see it and make fun of me. “Thanks Tuck, so I’ll see you around 6 o’clock then?”

“See you then, babe.” I hung up with the biggest grin on my face.

Getting dressed when I didn’t have anywhere pressing to be always turned into one giant dance party for me. I would turn my music up all the way, while I tried on whatever I could find until I was satisfied I had the perfect outfit.

Today was no different. I had picked out the shirt I wanted to wear, which was an oversized blink-182 shirt, but I couldn’t decide if I wanted to wear leggings or jeans with it, and in true fashion for me I was currently dancing and singing to my Beyonce and Nicki Minaj playlist rather than making a decision.

“Mayday mayday, earth to bitches, slap these hoes like we birthing bitches, uh, the queen of rap slaying with queen Bey, if you ain’t on the team you playin’ for team D” 

I was in the middle of flawlessly rapping Nicki Minaj’s verse on the Flawless Remix when I finally turned around in a dance move and faced the door. There I saw none other than Luke Hemmings leaning against the door frame, smirking at me. “Uhh, how long have you been standing there?”

“Long enough to know that Nicki would be very proud if she heard you singing that.” He couldn’t have wiped the smirk off of his face if he tried. Which may have had something to do with the fact that I had been attempting some serious Nicki Minaj dance moves before I realized he was there.

“Shut up.” I said with a smile, then ran over to give him a hug. His arms circled tight around me, and when I took a breath he smelled exactly as he always had and it felt like home, warm and safe. I could tell that he had been working out while on tour as his arms were strong around my torso, and when we finally pulled back I felt his back muscles flex and contract with his movements.

I took a moment to take him in. He was wearing almost all black, except for his maroon snapback that I noticed he wore almost all the time on tour. His hair was curling out the sides of his hat, and he definitely had some scruff he didn’t have when he left. But when I finally reached his eyes, I realized that those were what I had missed the most. They were the most beautiful shade of blue, and whenever I looked into them I could see the kindness and warmth behind them. It felt like I had been staring at his eyes for ages, when I realized that he was staring back with equal intensity.

Finally, we broke eye contact and I realized I was still not wearing pants, “So uhh, I’ll go and, uh, put on some pants and meet you and the rest of the boys downstairs?” I said as I scrambled around trying to find my leggings.

“Yeah, sure.” he said, I was startled when he spoke again thinking he had left, “Hey Y/N? I’m so glad I’m back, I really missed you on tour…”

“I missed you too Luke.”

I had managed to finally find my favorite pair of black leggings, and ran down all three flights of stairs ecstatic to see my favorite group of boys. I heard them before I saw them, Calum was laughing over something Mikey had said. Damn had I missed these boys. When I turned the corner I saw Cal leaning against the kitchen island, and I ran straight for him.

He let out a gust of air from the impact of me throwing myself at him, “Hey cous, long time no see! Did you miss me?”

“Of course I did you idiot!” I held on for a few seconds longer, then let go of him and made my rounds to hug the other two boys. “I missed you all like crazy. Now tell me everything and anything about tour.”

“Well, first of all you HAVE to find a way to come out and meet us on the second part of tour, the One Direction boys are the best and I think they would really like you! Niall is hilarious, he was telling us all about the time,” Cal was engrossed in telling me a story about Niall, but I was focused on Luke who was currently getting a glass of water, and I could feel all of my old feelings come rushing back.

The front door opened, which snapped me back to reality, and I realized that that must be Tucker. Tucker who was my boyfriend, and a guy I really cared about. I shook my head to clear my mind and when I looked up he was right in front of me looking amazing as usual. He had on dark skinny jeans, and a white t-shirt that made his tan stand out, and his hair was mussed up but not in the usual way, in a way that showed he put in effort. 

I stood up and gave him a quick hug, and when we pulled apart he pecked me on the lips and then threw his arm around my shoulders. “Tucker, these are my best friends - Calum, Luke, Mikey, and Ashton. Guys this is my boyfriend Tucker.”

Next thing I knew I heard a glass smash from right where Luke was standing.

A/N: Your response to part 1 was amazing! So here is part two, I hope you like it just as much, and if you have anything to ask me or tell me or you just want a part 3 let me know here

Part 3 is up now!