I wouldn’t tell you this if I did not love you!
I would not stick my neck out for you if I did not love you my actions are the actions of a man who loves black people and wants to see them prosper by any means necessary
I’M SORRY. I am so sorry you had to do this. I’m sorry you had to leave us so disappointed. I’m sorry, because I know this is something you never ever wanted to happen. You love your fans and you know what kind of story this was supposed to be. I’m sorry you had to pretend you’re satisfied with this.
I want you to know we love you, your acting and everything you’ve done. You did amazing. You were incredible. You made us believe. You are the best people in this show.
Anonymous said:Being Stiles best friend would include? I’m jealous of your writing
A/N: I love Stiles, so I’ll be happy to write this for you, sweetie! Also, please don’t be jealous of my writing. Practice makes perfect and I bet you’ve got some amazing talents and strengths that I’d be jealous of! You’re amazing no matter what, okay, sweetheart? Here’s your imagine, lovely. Please enjoy!
By the way, anon: I made it super emotional because STiles really loves and cares for the people that he’s close to in life. As much as he’s a humorous character and he’s amazing with his sarcastic defence, he get’s really emotional and I think being a girl that’s Stiles best friend and being relaly close would bring out a more emotional side to him, whether they’re emotionally tough or not. That’s just how I percieve him to be, but everyone else has their own personal preference on stiles. Nevertheless, I love him to pieces and I hope that you enjoy this imagine, lovely.
Not my gif. Gif credit goes to the amazing creators!
Being best friends with Stiles Stilinski would include:
- Dealing with Stiles entering your home uninvited and scaring the crap out of you.
- “Oh my god!”
- “Put the hockey stick down, (Y/N)! It’s me, Stiles.”
- “What are you doing in my bedroom?”
- “I could ask you the same thing of why you’re holding a hockey stick.” he’d shrug. “You don’t even play hockey, and who the hell even defends themself with a hockey stick?”
- “I do. Do you want a demonstration of what I can do with it?”
- “No! No! No! I’m okay.”
- Stiles being extremely protective of you.
- You being extremely protective of Stiles.
- You always holding Derek against a wall and threatening him.
- “You touch Stiles again and I’ll beat your werewolf ass into pelt.”
- You being the only human that Derek’s ever been frightened of.
“Yeah, that’s right, Derek! You touch me and your ass is dead!” Stiles would laugh.
- “Shut up!” Derek and yourself would yell at him in unison.
- When you find out that Chris Argent’s dad kidnapped and beat the crap out of Stiles you went completely ape shit on their asses.
- “You don’ touch my best friend, you don’t look at him, you don’t speak to him and you don’t even think about him or mention his name to someone, Allison.”
- “I-I didn’t d-d-o anything.”
- “I don’t care!”
- Being a total badass.
- You and Stiles being the two people who awkwardly stall Stiles’s dad or other people.
- “I want the truth you two,” Mr. Stilinski says.
- “The truth is,” Stiles begins.
- “Stiles and I came here to try and find Lydia.”
- “You what? I thought you hated Lydia, (Y/N).”
- “I do, but I support Stiles. He wants to help find her.” you explain carefully.
-”You’re a good friend, (Y/N), really. But leave this to the professionals. And don’t listen to a thing he says.” Mr. Stilinski would say.
- Stiles and you giving each other epic high fives when the two of you get out alive.
- Respecting Scott.
- Squeezing Stiles goodbye whenever you two are about to be split up.
- “Scott you keep his ass safe, you hear me?”
- “Yeah, I hear you.” Scott would smile softly.
- “You stay safe, (Y/N). Malia, don’t let a single thing touch her.”
- “Because she’s my best friend, she’s the sister I never had and she’s important to me. Keep her safe.”
- You both being terrified of coach.
- “Why the hell does he have to yell so loud?” you would ask, jumping.
- “Because he hates us and wants to take our soul to lord satan.” Stiles would reply.
- “Oh glory! What a treat.” you’d mutter sarcastically.
- Coach chasing after you and Stiles whenever you cause chaos.
- “You punk ass kids better get back here! You can’t escape detention!”
- You and Stiles practically running for your lives most of the time.
- “RUN!” Stiles would scream like a little girl.
- When things are tense and awkward in the Jeep you and Stiles always singing/screaming random things such as: “I CAN’T FEEL MY FACE WHEN I’M WITH YOU! BUT I LOVE IT! BUT I LOVE IT! OOOOH!”
- Everyone in the Jeep giving you a weird look. “Shut up!” They’d say.
- When you get severely hurt Stiles is crushed.
- “Don’t cry, Stiles.”
- “I can’t help it, (Y/N).”
- “Cheer up, I’ll be back out in a few days.”
- Stiles not being able to control his tears and would break.
- “Stiles, I’m lucky to have you, you saved me.” you’d smile.
- “Yeah, but I came almost too late.”
- “Don’t beat yourself up about it-”
- “(Y/N)! You don’t get it! It’s hard to see you in a hospital bed, okay? You’re invincible in every situation I can think of, but then when you’re against the supernatural, you’re helpless, - like me-. I can’t deal with the fact that you’re hurt, because you never get hurt. You’re a warrior and then when someone breaks you in half…” he’d trail off, shaking his head. “You’re supposed to be my Wonder Woman, the girl who saves the day, and here you are, in a hospital bed because we got split up.”
- You being crushed when things hurt Stiles.
- “It sucks you know that, Stiles?”
- “what do you mean?”
- “I’m supposed to protect you, man. And I can’t protect you from everything.”
- “Don’t beat yourself up about it, (Y/N). You do enough for me already.”
- “But you’re my best friend, Stiles and I love you.”
- “I love you too but you can’t protect me from everything.”
- Randomly dancing to cause diversions.
- “Look (Y/N)! I’m a worm!” Stiles would scream as he shakes his hands, arms and body.
- “You’re an idiot, Stiles.” you’d laugh.
- Malia getting jealous of your relationship with Stiles.
- “We aren’t leaving, (Y/N) behind, Malia!”
- “Why not? She’s not important to me…”
- “Well she’s important to me! She’s the reason I held out this long, okay? She saved me a million times before I met you. Stop fighting over me, alright? You both mean a lot to me but you both mean something different to me.”
- You and Stiles rarely getting into fights but when you do they’re terrible fights.
- You always make up in the end.
- You break into pieces when the Nogitsune possesses Stiles.
- “Stiles isn’t coming back, (Y/N).” the nogitsune would say.
- “Just bring him back!” you’d scream, tears running down your cheeks.
- “Don’t you get it, (Y/N)? Stiles gave up on you and let me in. You’re never getting him back because he’s gone!” words had never killed you before.
- Never ever giving up on Stiles.
- “Thanks for never giving up on me, (Y/N).”
- “I’d never dream of it, Stilinski.” you’d grin with tear filled eyes.
- Lot’s of chest bumps.
- Sassy sarcasm from the pair of you.
- “Oooooh girl you’re on fire!”
- “Daaaamn dude you got game!”
- Whenever Scott’s mom says something sassy or just great you’d both scream. “MOMMA MCCALL GOT GAME!”
- “I’m starting to like these two.” Melissa would grin happily.
- Stiles comforting when you deal with bad break ups.
- “He didn’t deserve you, (Y/N). You only deserve the best.”
- “He’s wrong about you, you’re an amazing person. You’ve got walls, but you’re amazing and don’t you let some punk ass idiot tell you any different.”
- Stiles getting violent when guys take things too far with you.
- “Touch her and I’ll stick my lacrosse stick so far up your ass the netted area will come right out of your mouth.”
- “Touch her one more time and I won’t just let my dad throw you in jail, I’ll throw your ass in there myself.”
- Being total goof balls together.
- Winning Malia over with your sass and sarcasm.
- “You know, Stiles, (Y/N) isn’t so bad. She’s like you, but more badass and tougher.” she’d laugh.
- “Touch my hair again, Stiles and your nose will touch your cheek.”
- “Jeez! The threats, (Y/N)!”
- “Don’t touch my hair.”
- When you get hurt Stiles comforts you.
- “You’re gonna make it okay? Just hold on okay?”
- “You’ve got to make it, no dying on me, (Y/N)!”
- Stiles not liking certain people you hang out with and vice versa.
- Always doing anything to protect each other because you’re like family for each other.
- Always having a laugh.
- Late night talks that are deep and meangingful.
- “Be my Wonder Woman?”
- “As long as you’re not a shitty super hero then that’s fine.” you’d laugh.
- Being brave for each other because you don’t want to scare each other.
- “You’re a hero in my eyes, Stiles.”
- “The same goes to you, (Y/N).”
- “Best friends, forever?”
- “Best friends forever.” Stiles would say beforee linking his fingers with yours.
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“I’m not perfect, but I swear I’ll be perfect for you.”
I take Vivian’s hand in my own, swinging them as we head towards the others. We both pay for a game of skee-ball, and start to play. At first i’m distracted by what just happened; Vivian confronting me about talking to her parents, actually talking to her parents, and then her getting drunk. It truly made me feel like shit when she turned to alcohol instead of turning to me, or even her family.
I felt like it was necessary to talk to her mum about it, seeing as she’d gone through the same thing, but worse. Talking to her mother made me realize that Vivian doesn’t know how much people do love her, and that just irks me. She deserves to know just how much she is loved by everyone around her.
I fix my gaze on her, watching as she sticks her tongue out in concentration, trying to aim her ball strategically. I can’t help but smile at her, not realizing that I’m staring. She glances over at me, then turns fully.
“What?” She questions, her eyebrows furrowed, insecurity filling her eyes.
“You’re beautiful,” I reply, grinning.
Her face contorts to shock, “Thank you?” She says, as more of a question.
“Of course,” I whisper, leaning down, and kissing the top of her head. Her eyes flutter closed, so I allow mine to close too. Taking in a breathe, my smile grows, and all I feel is pure happiness at the moment.
“Hey, lovebirds! We’re going to play laser tag, are you coming or what?” Julian calls to us, from across the arcade.
I look down at Vivian, raising an eyebrow.
“Lets go,” she says smiling shyly up at me.
I take her hand again, and pull her towards the huge sign, where the others stand in a group.
“So, there’s seven of us, if we want even teams we need one more person,” Ashton announces, standing next to Alex, who stands next to me.
I spot a girl with short, raven black hair with glasses walking around looking bored, I nudge Vivian, and point to her. She nods, and lets go of my hand, walking up to her.
They talk for a moment before the two of them walk towards us, Vivian grinning, and the girl looking slightly nervous.
“Everyone, this is Andy, she’s gonna join us for laser tag!” Vivian announces.
Everyone greets her, and I say, “Thanks for making our teams even.”
“Anything to get away from my horrible step-siblings,” she replies, tucking a strand of hair behind her ear.
“Okay, everyone get into two groups of four!” Ashton says, instantly grabbing onto Alex.
I take Vivian’s hand again, and she invites Andy to join our group. Calum and Julian stand next to Ashton and Alex, so Michael saunters over to our group, making it even.
The worker explains the rules to us, and takes us into the room where the vests and guns are.
“We get red!” Michael announces, winking at Vivian, and I roll my eyes.
“Because we both have red hair,” Michael explains to me, picking up a strand of Vivian’s hair.
“I know that, dumbass,” I smack his hand away from Vivian, “Hands off, she’s mine.”
“I know that, dumbass,” Michael replies, walking over to Andy, who’s having troubles doing up the straps on her vest. He easily does it up for her, and I notice her cheeks turning pink, even under the UV lighting.
I look over at Vivian who’s also blushing, “What?”I question, smiling at how cute she looks.
“You just called me yours,” she mumbles, looking down so I can’t tell what expression she has.
“Oh, um,” I think back on when I asked her to be my girlfriend, and she said no, “I’m sorry, I-i didn’t think about wha–” I start to ramble, but she looks up, shaking her head.
“No! I liked it,” she stares at me intently, “I think I’m ready for that step.” She says it so quiet that I almost don’t hear it.
“Really?” I ask quickly, my eyes widening.
She nods, and leans up on her toes to kiss my cheek, “I like the idea of being yours.”
I look down into her gorgeous emerald eyes, “So you’ll be my girlfriend?”
She nods again, biting on her bottom lip. A huge grin forms on my lips, and I lean down, cupping her jaw with my empty hand. I place my lips on her, and kiss her with the most passion I’ve ever kissed anyone with. We pull apart from each other moments later, completely breathless.
I almost whisper the three words I’ve been dying to say to her, but decide that now isn’t the perfect moment to. Ashton calls out our name, and I realize that we’re the only people not wearing our vests. I grab Vivian’s hand after adjusting the straps on my vest, and lead her to the course.
“You’ll have 20 minutes, whoever gets the most hits wins, the clock starts now!” The worker announces, and everyone immediately starts to run for cover. Still holding Vivian’s hand, I run towards the ramp that leads to the upper portion of the course. I see Calum’s back, and try to shoot at him, but the speakers on my vest say “both hands on gun” I sigh, and reluctantly let go of Vivian, instantly missing her touch. I quickly shoot at Calum, then run behind a wall, pulling Vivian with me, so he can’t see that it was me who shot him.
Footsteps approach us, so I hold my gun up pointing in the direction they’re coming from. Michael and Andy appear, and their eyes widen. I immediately lower my gun, which was a bad idea. Out of no where, my vest lights up, making a noise I assume is for when you’re hit and deactivated. I look over and see Vivian’s vest do the same thing.
“Fuck,” I curse, and Vivian elbows me with wide eyes.
From the corner of my eye I see Calum, and try to shoot at him, forgetting that I’m deactivated.
“NOOOOOO!” Michael screams when he see’s Calum aiming at Andy. Michael jumps in front of her, getting hit instead of her. As he’s jumping, he aims his gun for Calum hitting him in the chest. Both boys are deactivated at the same time, groans emitting from both of their mouths.
I start to chuckle at how ridiculous Michael looks, lying on the ground in front of Andy, holding his arm that he landed on. Vivian holds her hand up to mouth, trying to muffle her own laughter. I notice Calum’s vest lighting up, and aim at him, deactivating him once again.
“Oh man!” He exclaims, along with a colorful stream of curses, as he runs away, disappearing out of sight.
“You good?” I ask Michael, reaching out my hand to help him up.
He nods, and brushes off the nonexistent lint on his shoulders. I see Andy looking at him with red cheeks, and grin down at Vivian.
“Let’s spit up, that way we won’t all be hit at the same time. And no more superman moves, okay?” I say to Michael, and he rolls his eyes.
“Good, now lets go,” I peek out of the side of the wall, and make sure that no one is coming, before I take Vivian’s hand and lead her away from Michael and Andy.
“Luke!” Vivian whisper shouts, tugging on my arm, and pointing down the the lower portion of the course, where I see two silhouettes closer to each other than normal people should be.
“Is that…..?” I ask, not believing my eyes.
“Alex and Ashton!” She whispers, still tugging on my arm.
I look down at the happiness in her face, and immediately feel a grin forming on my lips. I lean down, and surprise her by placing my lips onto hers. She reacts almost instantly, leaning towards me, placing a hand on my neck, and pulling me down closer to her.
I wrap an arm around her waist, pulling her in closer to me, kissing her harder and harder by the second. I don’t even register the sound of my vest being deactivated as someone hits me from behind. Vivian doesn’t notice either, and continues to kiss me too. I feel her teeth tugging on my bottom lip, and feel a moan vibrate deep in my throat. I turn the two of us around, and push Vivian against a wall, roaming her mouth with my tongue, an intense feeling forming in my stomach. She starts to toy with my lip ring, and that feeling starts to spread.
“Dude, really? Come on, that’s my sister!” Julian’s voice yells from a few feet away.
Vivian and I immediately spring apart, and I feel my cheeks turn deep red.
Thank god this vest is extra long.
“Err…” Is all I can say, holding my gun below my stomach for extra coverage.
“Put it away man, this is a family place!” He says with a disgusted look on his face, then shoots both of us, deactivating us, before running towards where Andy and Michael were.
I look away from Vivian, feeling completely and utterly embarrassed that this happened.
“Come on, I think I saw Calum running around below,” Vivian whispers, staring up at me sheepishly. She grabs onto my hand, leading me away from the most embarrassing moment of my life.
After spending over five hours at the Arcade, we all decide that it’s about time to head back home. As we head towards our cars, I lead Vivian away from everyone, and lean against a light pole, trying to look relaxed when I’m extremely nervous.
She looks up at me with a hint of curiosity in her eyes, “What?”
“I was um, wondering if you’d want to come over tonight, to watch a movie or something?” I ask, scratching the back of my neck.
She smiles and nods, “Sure, I’ll head over after saying hi to my aunt and mom, alright?”
“Perfect,” I whisper, and smile down at her.
She leans up and places a quick kiss on my cheek, “See you then.” Just as she turns to walk away I grab her arm and pull her back towards me, planting my lips on hers quickly. The kiss is short and sweet, leaving a smile on my lips, and a hint of pink on Vivian’s cheeks.
We both get into our separate cars, me leaning on the window, staring at her gorgeous strawberry blonde hair as she turns around to talk to Alex, no doubt talking about what we saw her and Ashton doing.
“So, you and Alex?” I ask, Ashton him noticeably jumping in shock.
“W-what do you mean?” he says, trying to be nonchalant.
“Oh come on, there was no doubt that you were snogging the whole time,” Calum scoffs.
“Well, I heard Julian saying something about Luke getting a hard-on while Vivian was up against a wall. I mean come on man, were you seriously gonna do it with her in an arcade?!” Ashton starts ranting.
“I-I wasn’t, h-he was, I wouldn’t!” I sputter, my cheeks feeling as if they’re on fire.
They all start cracking up, and I hide my face in my hands.
“And Mike, what was with you and Andy? I hit you each like ten times because you were just talking,” Calum says, turning around in the front seat to look at Michael.
“I don’t know man, talking to her just made me forget everything, it was crazy,” He shrugs.
I silently thank Calum for changing the topic away from me. We arrive at my house after a few more minutes torturous of Ashton changing the topic from him and Alex, to me and Vivian. I get out of the car, flipping them off as I walk to the front door.
“Mum?” I call out, wondering if she’s still grading homework. I find my answer in the kitchen, with papers spread out across the entire table. She’s leaning on her hand, her eyes closed, a pen still in her hand.
“Hey,” I whisper, taking the pen from her hand, “Mum.”
Her eyes flutter open slightly, and she truly looks exhausted, “Oh, hi Luke. How was the arcade?”
“It was fine. You need to go to bed, I’ll help you finish this tomorrow before our show, okay?” I whisper, helping up from her chair.
“Okay,” she nods, her eyes closing again momentarily. I lead her up to her room, and help her get into her bed, still in her clothes from work.
I pull the blanket to her chin, “Goodnight, mum,” I whisper, turning off her lamp, and starting to head for the door.
I’m halfway out the door before I remember, “Oh mum? Is it alright if Vivian comes over and watches a movie tonight?”
I see her nod slightly, “Sure, Luke.”
“Thanks, love you.”
“Love you too, Luke.”
Laughing to myself, I hurry downstairs and tidy everything up, before grabbing a blanket from the closet and putting it on the couch, just in case Vivian gets cold. I put some popcorn in the microwave, then head over to my selection of movies, picking out a few I know Vivian loves. Just as I lay them out on the coffee table, I hear a soft tapping on the front door. Molly starts to bark, but I pick her up to silence her, making sure that she doesn’t wake mum up.
I open the door and Molly instantly starts barking again. I roll my eyes and hand her over to Vivian, who takes her willingly. Molly licks her face a little, before Vivian puts her down, and she trots away happily.
“Hey,” I say, smiling down at her.
“Hey,” she replies, staring up at me intently.
“Come in, there’s popcorn in the microwave, and I picked out some of your favorite movies to watch,” I take her hand, and lead her into the living room, and show her the collection of movies. Automatically she reaches for Big Hero 6, one of the movies I took her to on our first few dates.
“I knew you’d pick that one,” I comment, a lazy smile forming on my lips.
“It’s my favorite,” she shrugs, grinning up at me.
“I know,” I whisper, and lean down to kiss her, but the microwave timer goes off before I can. I sigh, and peck her lips quickly, before heading into the kitchen and emptying the popcorn into a bowl, and put another bag in the microwave to cook.
“You’re making two bags?” Vivain asks when I return to the living room, where she sits on the couch, reaching up to take the bowl from me.
I raise my eyebrows at her, as she starts to eat the popcorn, even before the movie is even in the dvd player.
“Oh,” she says, her cheeks turning pink, and she sets the bowl down. I kiss her on the cheek before walking over to put the movie in, and get it started. Just as I finish the microwave timer goes off again. I take the bowl from Vivian–who had it in her lap again–and take it into the kitchen, to put the rest of the popcorn in it. Once that’s finished, I grab the bag of chocolate that I was hiding in the cupboard, and take both of them back out to the living room, where Vivian lights up when she see’s the chocolate in my hands.
“You always bring me my favorite things,” she comments, taking the M&M’s, opening them easily, and popping a small handful into her mouth.
“Your favorite things being food?” I question, sitting down next to her, wrapping my arm around her shoulders.
“Not just food,” she shakes her head, and I smirk down at her, “you brought me Molly just barely.”
My mouth drops open, and I retract my hand from her shoulders, pulling the popcorn from off her lap onto mine.
“Luke, I’m just kidding!” She rolls her eyes, tugging on my arm.
“No, you just like me for my food and pets,” I say, faking being mad at her.
“Well, I like your mom and the guys too,” she says, a small smirk on her lips. I narrow my eyes at her, and set the popcorn down on the coffee table. I take the M&M’s from Vivian’s hands and set them next to the popcorn, noticing Vivian’s eyes widen slightly.
“Do you like the guys better than me?” I question while moving slowly towards her.
“N-no!” She sputters, and I know that my plan is working.
“Are you sure? Are you sure they can’t make you blush like I can? Are you sure they can’t make you nervous like I can?” I ask, only inches away from her.
She shakes her head, but doesn’t say anything. I look straight into her eyes, “Are you sure they can’t take control like I can? Kiss you like I can?” I whisper now, leaning towards her, causing her to lean away. I trail soft kisses from her jaw to her ear, earning a quiet noise to emit from her lips.
“Are you sure they can’t make you moan like I can?” I whisper into her ear, and tug on her earlobe, before pulling away from her completely, just to take in the look of her. Her eyes are closed, and her cheeks are completely flushed. She’s still leaning her head away to show me her neck, and her chest is rising and falling quicker than usual.
Oh, god, I love that I have this affect on her.
Her eyes open slowly, and she stares at me with more lust, want, and desire than I’ve ever seen her look at me with, “Yes.”
I must look somewhat confused, because she leans towards me, “I’m positive that they can’t make me moan like you can.”
My eyes widen, and I feel that same intense feeling spreading in my stomach as I felt earlier. Vivian’s biting on her lip, and the look in her eyes cause me to go insane.
“Oh, fuck it,” I mutter, then lean forward and crash my lips onto hers.
She immediately kisses back, skipping biting on my lip, by shoving her tongue into my mouth. I moan into her mouth, not feeling the slightest bit embarrassed. Without knowing that I’m doing it, I pull Vivian onto my lap, moaning even more when she brushes against my crotch. I shove my hand into her hair, leaning her even closer to me, so I can kiss her harder. She moves slightly, causing her to rub against me again, and I moan again, even louder than before.
I immediately pull away from her, trying to cover my bulge, “I’m sorry.”
“No, Luke, it’s fine,” she starts to say, and I see her cheeks are even redder than before.
“No, I took it too far, I’m sorry,” I shake my head, looking away quickly, feeling utterly embarrassed.
She grabs my face and leans it so I’m facing her, “It’s okay, you don’t need to be embarrassed, it’s a natural thing.”
I nod, nibbling on my lip nervously. Vivian slides off my lap, and I stand up immediately, “I’m going to er… take care of this,” I mumbled, not daring to look at her.
I hurry to the bathroom, and take care of it, before changing into some more comfortable pants, and return to the living room, still feeling embarrassed.
Vivian notices me and smiles, as if nothing happened. She pats the spot next to her, holding the popcorn and chocolate in her lap. I sit down, leaving a few inches between us.
Vivian sighs and rolls her eyes, “Get over it, you got turned on while we were making out, I did too, it’s completely normal. Now come and cuddle with me.” She looks at me expectantly.
My cheeks heat up, but a small smile forms on my lips, and I scoot closer to her, wrapping my arm around her shoulders. She sighs, and lays her head on my chest, shoving more popcorn and chocolate in her mouth. I press a kiss on her temple before taking some popcorn for myself.
We watch two more movies after Big Hero 6, sometimes talking about random things, and sometimes dozing off slightly. Halfway through Up I hear soft snoring, and look down at Vivian, to see her adorably sleeping on my chest, her mouth slightly open. I pull the blanket over her more, and kiss her forehead, my own eyes closing.
“I love you,” I whisper a softly, before falling asleep as well.
We wake up the next morning by the sound of pounding on the front door. I sit up, feeling disoriented. I look down to see Vivian soundly sleeping, leaning her head on the arm of the couch. I take the blanket off me, carefully get off the couch, and open the door, yawning as I do. Ashton rushes through the door, yelling as he does.
“Seriously man? I tried calling you a thousand fucking times and you wouldn’t ficking pick up at all! Did you two fuck so hard that you both went into a coma?” He looks livid, so I take a step back.
“No! Jesus Christ, Ashton, really? What time even is it?” I ask, trying to rub the sleep out of my eyes.
“Nearly two o’clock! We’re supposed to be to sound check at three, and it’s a two hour drive there, hurry the fuck up and get ready!” Ashton shouts, walking into the kitchen, most likely to get something to eat–he gets super ornery when he hasn’t eaten breakfast.
“What’s going on?” Vivian asks, sitting up, her hair all over the place. Her eyes are still halfway closed, so she looks extremely adorable.
“We slept it, and Ashton’s hungry,” I explain.
She nods, “That explains the shouting.”
I walk over to her, and give her a quick hug, “We gotta head now, I’ll see you backstage later, okay? We’re planning something special for this show.”
She looks shocked, and curious, but nods, and leans up to kiss me. We’ve barely just got our lips on each others before Ashton emerges from the kitchen with two sandwiches in his hands, “You have all the time in the world for that, but we’re already running out of time, so get going!” He shouts, and claps his hands together, looking ridiculous, yet terrifying.
I run upstairs grabbing all the things I’ll need, and shoving them into a backpack I’ve been using for shows. I look around my room to make sure that I have everything, before running downstairs, to see the guys eating the rest of the popcorn and M&M’s while waiting for me.
“Where’d Viv go?” I question, slipping on my shoes.
“Got a call from Julian and went back to her aunt’s, I don’t know what it was about, but it sounded important,” Calum answers.
“Is she okay? Did she look stressed or nervous or scared?” I question quickly, hoping that she’s okay.
“Yeah she’s fine, she just looked a little confused and shocked, I’m sure it’s nothing bad,” Calum claps me on the back, and we all head out to the van. Once we’re in our seats, we all plug in our headphones and start to listen to music. One of my favorite songs of all time plays first.
“There’s a shop down the street,
where they sell plastic rings,
for a quarter a piece, I swear it.
Yeah, I know that it’s cheap,
not like gold in your dreams,
but I hope that you’ll still wear it.”
Nervousness spreads throughout me when I start to think of the thing we have planned for the show. We haven’t ever done anything like this before, so I don’t know how it’ll turn out.
I spend the whole two hours worrying about how I could mess everything. Somehow we get through our soundcheck. I’m standing in our dressing room, freaking out. Michael comes up to me holding a camera, “How do you feel, Lucas Hemmings?”
I look into the camera then run my hands through my hair and look away. I roll my eyes at him calling me the wrong name, “What are you doing Michael?”
“Documenting history. Vivian’s gonna want to see how nerve wracked you were before your special performance.” Michael smirks, shoving the camera into my face, most likely so it can get a clear shot of how sweaty I am.
“Oh fuck off Michael, I’m nervous enough for this as it is,” I shove the camera away, walking out of the room, towards the bathroom. I lean over a sink, staring at my reflection in the mirror. There are dark bags under my eyes, and my cheeks are flushed. I run some water, and splash it onto my face, right as I hear the bathroom door opening.
I dry my face and look over to see who it is. Julian stands a few feet away from me, leaning against a wall. I swallow and try to stand up straighter, but he still looms over me.
“Ashton told me that you were nervous about tonight,” he states.
I scoff, “Nervous is an understatement.”
Julian smiles slightly, then gets serious, “Why are you nervous?”
“There’s tons of reasons! I could mess up, forget the words, forget the chords, just completely go blank, I could be making a mistake by even doing this! What if she doesn’t feel the same?” I ramble on feeling even more nervous than before.
“Have you ever messed, forgotten a lyric, or a chord, or have gone blank, and the whole show stopped because of it?” He asks, staring at me seriously.
“Has Vivian ever showed you any signs that she didn’t feel the same way?”
I shake my head, “No.”
“Then you’re going to be fine. Even if you do mess up, there’s so much going on at that moment, that I doubt very many people will notice, and if they do, they won’t boo you, they’ll get over it, just like you will. It’s only human to make mistakes, Luke. It’s gonna be fine.”
I relax from his words, feeling like a huge weight was lifted off my shoulders, but some of that weight is still there.
“What about Vivian?”
Julian smiles at this, and wraps an arm around my shoulders, “She’ll probably be utterly embarrassed about it at first,” my eyes go wide, “but once she gets over the shock, she’ll be ecstatic that you’re actually doing that for her, especially now that you guys are getting a lot more people coming to your shows.”
I smile, now feeling completely better, “You don’t think it’s too cheesy?”
“Oh, god, of course it is!” He laughs, “But she’ll love it, I promise.”
“I hope so,” I sigh.
“She will,” he says earnestly, then turns an almost scary kind of serious, “And Luke, if you hurt her, I will hurt you ten times worse.”
I nod at him with a small grin, “You won’t need to.”
His intimidating look diminishes, “I know.”
The guys suddenly surround me, shouting that it’s almost time to go on. Julian disappears, and the four of us huddle up.
“Let’s go out there and kick some ass!” Michael shouts, and I laugh, but go along with it.
“Be ready Luke, right after Everything I Want,” Ashton says, looking serious.
“I will be,” I answer, knowing that it’s the truth.
Last chapter in Luke’s POV! What do you guys think?
Personally I loved it, for so many reasons. Mostly bc of the cliffhanger/foreshadowing/whatever you call it of what Luke’s going to do in the show, but also bc of Alex/Ashton finally kissing (waiting for it was killing me) I love the two of them together!
Did you guys catch on to the character I introduced/reintroduced you to? I have big plans for that character ;)
It took me forever to decide if I should use Endlessly by The Cab, or Stolen by Dashboard Confessional for this chapter, but I ended up chosing Endlessly bc it’s so cute, and because Hailee Steinfeld is in it, and I adore her. Don’t get me wrong, Stolen is an amazing song and I love DC, it was so hard trying to decide what song to pick, so go listen to Stolen please bc it totally goes with this one too!
Please, give it some notes if you enjoyed this chapter!
I know it took forever to post, but I wanted to make it extra special, and extra long (it’s almost 3x as long as what I usually do), and I’m super busy with school and family and all that crap, so I have an excuse!
Until next time, which will be the last chapter of this fic! *crying emoji*
“A lot of [Monty] Python was crap, it really was. We put stuff in there that was not really that good, but fortunately there were a couple of gleaming things that everyone remembers while they’ve forgotten the dross.” — Michael Palin