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Writing is Hard, Pt. 2: Description

Summary: Dean wants to write a second story.

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Warning: Smut, dirty talk, use of a vibrator, all kinds of fan fiction clichés

Word Count: 4000ish

A/N: This is all written with love for fan fic. I’m teasing, not putting it down in any way. Hope you enjoy! XOXO

Your laptop is screaming at you from its spot on the motel table.

You ignore it.

It’s not like you’ve been waiting all day to check it. It’s not like you were impatiently stomping around as you folded clothes with Sam and Dean in the laundromat, as they took their sweet time at the grocery, as Dean dragged you to some fucking hardware store because he needed a specific type of wrench (the six identical wrenches he already owns just aren’t enough).

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Who needs sleep anyway?
  • ISFJ: INTX were you snapchatting at 3am last night?
  • INTX: Uh, yeah I guess.
  • ISFJ: We've talked about this! You're always tired, you should go to bed sooner, not be up on your iPhone until 3am!
  • INTX: Oh I didn't go to bed after that snapchat.
  • ISFJ: INTX, what time did you go to bed?
  • INTX: Not sure, everyone was sending their streaks complaining about waking up early.
  • ISFJ: :0

A Jonsa drabble (of course, duh). A flash of inspiration thanks to the above. One shot modern AU fluff and I couldn’t resist. Sorry.


Don’t Tell (Her)

Sansa sighed loudly as she fell onto her bed in sheer exhaustion. She would take a shower after her nap. It had been a long shift and the four car pile up on the M51 motorway had sapped her of everything she had, when the victims came ushered in one after another. She had counted at least seven of them.

Seven survivors and none dead, she thought, thankfully.

Just as she was about to close her eyes, her ears registered a faint knock on her door. Sansa rolled her eyes, wishing she had her own place for the thousandth time.

“Come in.”

“Hi darling, I thought I heard you come home,” Catelyn sauntered in to greet her eldest daughter. Her bright blue eyes danced as she sat on Sansa’s bed. Sansa was exhausted beyond doubt but there was no need to brush off and dismiss her mother because of it. It was probably something she needed help with.

“So, your dad’s birthday is coming up and instead of the usual date night we always have, thought maybe we could plan something as a family. What do you think?”

Yeah, there it is.

“Right, of course, Mum. What do you have in mind?”

“Oh I don’t know love, maybe go for a short weekend getaway? Rent a ski chalet up north with the family? You’re so good at planning all these my darling, whatever you think I’m sure your dad would love it,” Catelyn suggested.

She was right. Sansa had a talent in organising family events and the most recent one was a luau for Rickon’s 12th birthday. Everything went perfectly as planned that day, even the weather cooperated. Sunny and warm, without a drop of rain. Sansa knew Rickon’s obsession with surfing wasn’t just a phase. It was one party to remember and it had earned her heaps of praise from everyone who attended. She stifled a giggle when she remembered the look on both her parent’s faces when he boldly announced his wish to be a professional surfer when he grew up. No doubt, the party anchored that dream firmly in him. Rickon with his sandy auburn hair and blue eyes would have no trouble looking the part.

“Did someone say ski chalet? Ooh can we go, can we go please?” a voice rang in excitedly as Arya who was looking for her mother, walked past her room and joined them.

Ugh. Great, leave the door open Mum, please, don’t bother ever shutting it. Ever.

“We’re going skiing everybody!” Arya bellowed, obviously trying to rally the rest. Sansa slumped back onto the headboard in defeat.

Yeah, okay call everyone in here please, how thrilling. Sleep, what sleep I don’t need sleep.

“What? Skiing? Really? When?” Bran’s head popped in seconds after. “Ricky! We’re going skiing!”

“Oh my god really? Good lord, of all freaking times..” Sansa sighed, waving her hands up in exasperation.

“Now, now, nothing’s been planned yet but I thought for Daddy’s birthday we’d do something together as a family. So I asked Sansa if she thought renting a ski chalet for the weekend would be a good idea,” Catelyn explained gently to her excited brood.

“Sansa, we have to go skiing, what’s there to think about? Get on it, will ya?” Arya demanded, plonking herself on Sansa’s bed, which suddenly felt very crowded.

Rickon and Bran leapt in and sat on the carpeted floor beside Sansa’s bed. “Yeah, can we go please Sansa? Pretty please? We rarely ever go skiing with Mum and Dad. Please?” Rickon pressed his palms together in a mock prayer to Sansa, his earnest face scrunched up adorably. In spite of herself, Sansa chuckled, how could she say no to that face.

“What’s happening? Family meeting?” Robb’s voice greeted them as he entered the already stuffy bedroom.

“Sansa’s going to plan a birthday trip for Dad. We’re going skiing!” Rickon shared excitedly with Robb, who was now already leaning against the wall next to Sansa’s bed and the boys.

“ Is that right? So does Dad get to know or is this a surprise?” Robb asked, chuckling at his brothers’ enthusiastic nods.

“We should tell him, you know he doesn’t like surprises. Plus he’s the one who needs to drive us up there anyway. So would be better if he knows,” Sansa finally spoke amidst all the enthusiasm and excitement in the air. Everyone nodded in agreement.

“Well then, I guess that settles it. So a skiing getaway it is. So, I leave it to you my dear, I’ll leave my credit card details for the booking and let me know if there’s anything you need help with. Ooh, this would be such a great birthday trip for him, I know it!” Catelyn hugged her daughter and finally concluded the impromptu family meeting. Sansa nodded and smiled. She was too exhausted to say anything else and perhaps that would be a signal for everyone to get out of her room so she could rest. Sansa was seconds away from barking at them to leave but she was supposed to be a good example so she chewed on her lip instead.

“Okay everyone out of Sansa’s room, she just got home and she needs to rest. She can’t plan anything if we don’t let her rest. Come on everybody out the door now,” Catelyn playfully shooed the rest of them away towards the door and stepped out herself, as if on cue and gave a wink to Sansa. Sansa smiled back appreciatively and threw herself back on her bed and ducked under the covers.

Yes. Finally. Peace and quiet.

“Hey Sans-”

Sansa wished her bed would just swallow her up. Sansa gritted her teeth. “Oh my god, yes! We are going skiing for the weekend and yes, everyone IS going and I’ll take care of it. Now if you don’t let me sleep, I swear to god I’ll cancel the whole trip and all we’re going to do is eat breakfast at McDonald’s for dad’s birthday! Please just go away and let me rest!”

Sansa’s head popped up from under her duvet covers to see who was disturbing her this time.

“McDonald’s breakfast doesn’t sound too bad, honestly. I personally recommend the hot cakes,” Jon greeted her as he sat at the edge of her bed, watching her with an amused look on his handsome face. Sansa groaned and sat up, giving him an apologetic frown. Jon reached over and gifted her a much needed kiss on her lips. It was brief but just what she needed from her beloved.

“Don’t ask. Two words. Dad’s birthday.” Sansa shrugged and held out her arms to Jon for a hug. “I missed you.”

They hadn’t seen each other for days ever since Jon started his shift as a paramedic a week ago. Granted, it wasn’t a new relationship but it was a new job that meant irregular hours for both of them. She still missed him terribly.

“I missed you too, my love. I take it you had a long day?“

Sansa nodded as she pulled away from Jon. She must look terribly exhausted to him, but she didn’t care. Jon was here and it was all that mattered.

“Stay in with me?” Sansa pleaded with a playful pout. Jon chuckled. There was nothing more he wanted to do than to cuddle in bed with her. But they weren’t alone and it wasn’t appropriate. Even though he practically grew up with the Starks, he still respected boundaries. If they wanted to be intimate, it would be at the privacy of their own home. Which was going to be soon, since they both had decided to move in together once Jon had settled in with his new job. Plus, Ned Stark would be home any minute.

“Ah, I would love to my gorgeous girl, but you are in desperate need of a nap and I promised Bran to help him build.. Something. I forgot what he asked me to do but I said okay.”

“Oh that’s too bad. Would be nice to have you in bed with me.”

“Oh no, no. Don’t you start it, Miss Stark. You know very well what will happen if I do get in that bed with you.”

Sansa giggled and nodded. True enough, having him in her bed would be the next best thing, but she wouldn’t get any rest, if her furtive glances at the zip of his jeans were any indication.

“Don’t worry, my shift is done for today so I’ll still be here when you wake up,” Jon reassured her and pressed a kiss on her forehead. Sansa inhaled deeply, he smelled of soap and clean clothes, which reminded her of the shower she so badly needed.

“Tuck me in, then?” Sansa asked, tugging at his sleeve playfully. Jon smiled and grabbed hold of the covers as Sansa laid her head back on the pillow.

“Kiss you later, sleeping beauty.” Jon kissed her again as she closed her eyes and finally drifted off to sleep. Jon stepped out and closed the bedroom door, heading downstairs to the kitchen where the rest of the Starks were.

“So, I take it she agreed to the skiing weekend thing?” Jon asked Robb, joining him at the dining table who was watching Bran and Rickon play their video games on their tablets.

“She did. Told Mum it was an idea for Dad’s birthday and run it by Sansa. I mean, it is DAD’S birthday. And skiing. If it’s one thing we Starks do well, it’s family vacations. And we’re crazy about the cold. Which is odd to me. But yeah, great suggestion. Mum liked it. Plus, it’s Sansa. She loves planning stuff like these. She won’t say no,” Robb grinned as he rambled on, passing him a beer.

Well she better not. I’ve got everything planned out in secret to make it a weekend to remember.

Jon stuffed his hand into the right pocket of his jacket and squeezed the little velvet box he had been holding onto for the past few days.

Robb saw and smirked at him. “So, you really going for it huh?”

Jon nodded and smiled at Robb. He took out the box and opened it for Robb to see. It was worth six month’s of his salary but he knew it was perfect for her.

Originally posted by frozen23polar

His Dirty Little Secret

Chapter 10

“Because of you”

Hailey’s Pov

I pushed myself of Luke and i ran to my wardrobe and quickly put clothes on and then i opened my door and shouted down

“i’ll be down in a minute”

Luke was already half dressed and pulling up his jeans when i turned around

they could catch us.. this is a bad idea.

i am freaking out inside!!

“ You need to leave..” I whispered to Luke

he crossed his arms smirking and then he said “ Invite them up”

Was he being serious? No fucking way..

he started to laugh but way too loud so I put my hand on his mouth and gave him a death glare.

“ When I come up here again you better have left, please just go” I turned around and walked out of my room hoping and praying he has left.

Sophie and Lauren were in the kitchen as i came down stairs, i totally forgot we made plans to have a movie night.. Shit!

i really wanted to continue what me and Luke were doing but.. ugh!

“Where’s your mum?” Lauren asked

she was sitting on my kitchen counter something she knows i hate, i walked over to and slapped her in the leg making her laugh and jump down

“She is still at work” i said to them then i looked up at the clock

it was only half 4.. didn’t we say 6?

why are they early?

i turned to them and asked “ your early are you’s not?”

“yeah but that’s because i have to go to a family dinner at 8” Sophie said

yes! i could get Luke to come back.. hopefully

wait? do i even want him to come back?

of course i do.

“Shall we get started with these movies? i have a party later” Lauren said

me and Sophie both rolled our eyes at her of course she has a party later..

i was praying inside that Luke was gone when we walked up stairs, i closed my eyes when we walked into my room hoping i wasn’t going to see him and i was glad he was gone.

just so my friends don’t catch him.

i let out a breath happy that I could now calm down. Sophie went over to where I keep my dvd’s and picked out some and Lauren went to help.

I needed to pee so I walked into my bathroom and closed the door I went to sit down on the toilet when I heard something move in my shower.

What the fuck???

I walked over and pulled my curtain over…

“What are you doing here? I thought you left” I whispered to Luke

What is he doing, is he trying to get caught..

he started laughing and stopped when he seen I looked pissed.

“ What if one of my friends came in here?” I whispered to him

Luke strugged and said “ that would be funny almost as funny as your face a minute ago”

“ That would not have been funny at all, you need to go”

How the hell is he getting out of here without Lauren or Sophie seeing him omg they are going to find him FUCK!

“ You need to come here” Luke said I was confused at what he meant and then I understood when his hands gripped my waist and he pulled me towards him into the shower.

Before I could protest his lips were on mine.

Why is he such a good kisser? I just melt everytime but I can’t do this right now

I pulled away from him and said “ We can’t do this, I’m going to go back out and I will get them down stairs somehow and then you can go”

I didn’t give Luke a chance to say anything because I got out of his grip and I walked out of the bathroom remembering to close the door.

“ You took your time” Sophie said they were in my bed waiting for me

Shit! What do I say to get them down stairs???

“ Right snacks? Who’s getting them?? ”

Good one Hailey!

as soon as I said that they both ran out racing each other down stairs

Right I have 2 minutes to get him out.

I opened the bathroom door and said “ there downstairs leave now!” I know I sounded rude but I didn’t care this needed to be done quick.

he just looked at me and just as he was about to go out the window i stopped him

“They are leaving at 9 if you want to come over again”

i don’t know why i said that but it just came out of my mouth, i was expecting him to smirk at me but he didn’t

then i heard footsteps and shouting..

“nah i have a party to attend to” Luke said and then he left out my window.

i stood their in shock

of course he’s going to go to a party to get laid.

i just watched him get on his motorbike and leave, i felt like crying right now.

“What are you doing?” Lauren asked making turn around in shock

i forgot they were coming up, thank god they didn’t see Luke.

“nothing” i said trying to play it cool..

“So what’s it like living beside Luke?” Sophie asked

Luke’s Pov

i was sexually frustrated so bad, i had such a hard on i need to get rid off.

just thinking about her makes me so horny.. i’ve always been with girls who had sex before and i knew Hailey hasn’t and to see her look at me with those innocent eyes asking if she could suck me off really turned me on.

if only her fucking friends didn’t show up.. we probably would have had sex.

do i want to do that to her though?

she’s a virgin..

i sat on the swing thinking about her scars.

she saw mine, i know she did that’s why i kissed her so quick

i didn’t want her commenting on mine, i hope she forgets ever seeing them.

thats why i kissed her so quick but i didn’t expect her to say what she did.

i didn’t mean what i said when she told me her friends were leaving at 9, i haven’t been to a party in days because of her but i don’t think it would be the best thing if i did go.

i will just get drunk and end up fucking another girl

but maybe it will get rid of these thoughts of Hailey

but do i want that??

fuck it! i got up from the swing and got back on my bike to go back home and get ready for this party.

Hailey’s Pov

it was half 7 and the movie just ended.. i couldn’t really watch it because i kept thinking about Luke.

wondering if he will come back, i heard his bike meaning he was back home.

that means he is staying right?

“that was so good” Sophie said as she stretched her arms out

both my friends left 10 minutes later leaving me alone.

my mum came home and then went back out again something about ‘A girls night out’

i have ate so much food, too many snacks!

i walked over to my window wondering what Luke was doing, his curtains were open and i could see right into his room

it looked empty and then Luke appeared with just a towel around his waist.. oh my god!

i almost fainted.

he looked so hot, i never noticed the tattoos on his back. i see a big snake on his back i’m sure that was sore.

i couldn’t stop staring i didn’t realise Luke turned around and was now looking at me

but i didn’t turn away, what was i afraid off?

i turned and walked over to my bed to get my phone and then i texted Luke

To Luke

“my friends are gone and so is my mum”  


well no going back now

i walked over to the widow again, Luke was looking down at his phone and then i heard mine go off meaning he repiled.

From Luke

“ha nah i have a party to go to and girls to fuck”

i stared down at the message and then i looked up at Luke who was smirking and then he walked away from the window

i am done with him..after today with what he said..

i guess i read it all wrong!

well he isn’t going to get to me no more.

i sat down on my bed wondering what i should do now..

i looked over at my book but i didn’t want to read anymore and then i thought of something.

So i picked up my phone and phoned the only person who could help right now

“Hello” Lauren asked as she answered

she mentioned a party tonight and i’ve been to one and she has always wanted me to go with her to a party so i think tonight is the night i went to a party.

if Luke is going to party then so am i.

“Hey Lauren can i ask you something?” i asked her

she paused and then signed and said “ Okay but i have this party soon so what is it?”

i took a deep breathe before i spoke

“Can i come to this party as well?” i said

i heard her scream a little then she spoke

“You want to come to a party?” she asked

i rolled my eyes and said “ Yes can i?”

“Of course! i will be over in ten to help you get ready!!” she said and then hung up.

oh my god should i do this?!?!

it was after 8 o'clock.. i walked over to my wardrobe looking for something decent to wear but what is there?

i was staring at my clothes when i heard a knock at my door, if that’s Luke i’m slamming the door in his face.

i walked down stairs and opened the door to a very happy Lauren

“You are going to get so drunk i can’t wait” she said as she walked into my house, i was about to close the door when Luke walked out of his.

god he looked hot.

he was just about to get on his motorbike when he saw me then i felt Lauren by my side

“and you care about what he’s doing because?” she said

i turned around to her not answering and then i turned to look at Luke one last time and then closed the door

“don’t we have a party to attend to??”

half an hour later i was ready and this is not my style at all.

Lauren ended up going into my mums wardrobe to find me something because all i own is black skinny jeans

she done my makeup as well making me look to girly for my liking but it’s a party i need to look like i want to have fun.

we ended up going with a black dress with heels that i know i am going to fall over in

this is going to be some night.

Luke’s Pov

i got out of the shower finally feeling relaxed after getting myself off.

i walked over to my bed wanting to just sleep but i have a party to attend to.

i turned around to see Hailey looking out of her window at me

she looks great.

i want to go over there but are her friends still there?

she walked away and i was about to do the same when my phone vibrated, i walked over to get it

i had one new message from Hailey

New Message

“my friends are gone and so is my mum” it read


i looked up from my phone to see Hailey staring at me

fuck i would love to just go over there but i need to stay away from her.

this can’t keep happening, i’m Luke hemmings i don’t do this.

so i texted her back

To Hailey

“ha nah i have a party to go to and girls to fuck”


i walked away from the window to get dressed because i couldn’t look at her any loner and i’ll be late if i don’t leave soon.

i hate that i said that to her because of earlier but i don’t do this.

this isn’t me.

next Hailey will be wanting me to be her boyfriend and that isn’t me

i need to stop this before it gets out of hand.

Haileys Pov

This party was amazing!

I should go to party’s more often!

i don’t know how much i have had to drink and to be honest i don’t know what it is i have been drinking but its soo good.

i walked into the kitchen because i was finished my drink and i needed more.

once i poured my drink i took out my phone noticing i had 2 messages from Luke

what the hell??

i had to open them

From Luke

“Where are you?” and then next message said the same

why does he want to know? shouldn’t he be at a party

i took a sip of my drink and then i decided i was going to give him a piece of my mind

“you shouldn’t care where i am but i am enjoying myself at this party, think i’m gonna be like you tonight and finally lose my virginity then you can no longer bother me! remember to use protection i know the guy i fuck will”


i laughed to myself before putting my phone away

“Hailey…lets dance” Lauren said bouncing into the kitchen

i can’t get over how different this party is compared to the one i went to with Luke

people were talking to me asking me questions, wanting to dance with me.

Boys! Boys wanted to dance with me. ME!

I felt great after sending that text, that will show him to fuck with me.

i followed Lauren on to the dance floor and i just let loose.

Luke’s Pov

i’ve been to this party an hour and i want to go home and be with Hailey.

i have chatted up some girls but they just don’t do it for me, i don’t know what is wrong but all i can think about is Hailey.

“C'mon man how are you not pissed already?” Cal said as he put his arm around me

i could smell the vodka from his breathe and it was turning me right now

i have only had 2 drinks and i still have the second on in my hand

“this party is shit i’m gonna leave” i said to him as i pulled away from him and walked out leaving him kissing some girl

of course he didn’t hear what i said

i got on my bike and drove home but when i walked over to Haileys house it was very quite as if no one was home

which is strange.. i knocked on the door but no one answered

“Hailey..” i shouted but nothing

i walked to her window and i couldn’t see any light on

it’s only half 10 she couldn’t be asleep could she?

i got out my phone and texted her

“Where are you?”

no response.

i started making my way to my house and then as soon as i got in my mum was on my case

“Why are you home so early?” she asked

i rolled my eyes at her and then said “ didn’t feel like staying at the party any longer”

she didn’t repily and i didn’t stay around to wait on her repily either

i texted Hailey again but i got no response.

i sat on my bed thinking of where she could be, i really want to see her.

this is not good, i wanted to stay away from her but i can’t.

she has fucked me up!

i tried phoning her but she wouldn’t pick up.

And then my phone went.. It was a text from Hailey..


From Hailey

“you shouldn’t care where i am but i am enjoying myself at this party, think i’m gonna be like you tonight and finally lose my virginity then you can no longer bother me! remember to use protection i know the guy i fuck will”

WHAT THE FUCK! She’s at a party? Why is she at a party? and who’s party?

FUCK! she think’s I’m off fucking someone so she is going to do the same, like fuck she is.

If anyone even touches her ill fucking kill them.

Only I get to touch her.

I tried phoning her again.. No answer…


Hailey’s Pov

“ I cant stop drinking about you”…

I loved this song.

This was describing my life right now.

Dancing was fun, i don’t know how many drinks i’ve had but i didn’t really care.

I was dancing with a guy called William I think I don’t know I forget his name, I don’t really care what is his name is anyway.

He looked nothing like Luke which was good because i was trying my best not to think of him.

his eyes were dark brown like mine, he had a couple of tattoos from what i could see and he had a lip ring.

other than the lip ring he didn’t remind me of Luke but it wasn’t stopping me from grinding on him.

i lost Lauren ages ago in the crowd of people but i didn’t really care.

i liked grinding on him,his hands were on my hips and I think he gave me a hickey.

“ Your so hot” he whispered in my ear, or I think that’s what he said.

it turned me on and I could feel myself getting wet between my legs.

The music changed and a one direction song came on. I love one direction.

I started grinding more into the guy I was dancing with and then one of his hands found there way into my jeans and he started rubbing where I was wet.

i opened my eyes and i was about to turn around when someone caught my eye

is that..

is that Luke?

a girl had her hands wrapped around his neck but he didn’t seem to enjoy it.

what the hell is he doing here?

“I can feel how wet you are baby…” the guy whispered in my ear

Luke made eye contact with me and i swear i saw a hint of jealously.

i smirked at him and then i turned around wrapping my arms around the guy i was dancing with and said

“Let’s take this somewhere private”

then i kissed him.

i didn’t like kissing him as much as Luke and then i was pulled away from the guy roughly

and in front of me was a very angry Luke

“What the hell are you doing?” he said

i put my hands on my hips getting annoyed at him.. he has no right.

“i was kissing this really great guy if you must know, why are you here? shouldn’t you be fucking some bimbo?” i said to him

i looked behind Luke to find that i was dancing with was dancing up against someone else

i need air.

i went to walk away but Luke pulled me back

“Where do you think your going now?” he said

i pulled my arm out of his grip and said “ away from you and outside for some air”

i walked away from him but i knew he was following me

the cold air hit my face and it felt so nice, i didn’t know how warm i was until now

“Are you really that stupid?” Luke said once we were outside

i turned around to him feeling very sober now and then i said

“Why the hell are you here?” i asked not choosing to answer him because fuck him!

“ What the fuck were you thinking?” He shouted at me.

He’s angry with me? What the fuck?

He doesn’t need to fucking shout at me.

“ Well before you came, I was about to go fuck that guy” I said back

Okay maybe not the best thing to say but i was angry, how dare he shout at me wasn’t he at the party doing the same thing?

“ You were about to fuck a guy you don’t know, while drunk? Anything could have happened to you” Luke shouted back

I was really fucking angry now.

“ What’s wrong with that? You do it all the time? Isn’t that why you were at the party anyway to fuck some girl you don’t know” I shouted back.

I hate him.

“ This isn’t about me and no I wasn’t at that party to fuck some random girl, I don’t even know who’s party this is I was looking for you, I got your text and I wanted to stop you from doing something you regret, it’s a good job I did” Luke said

What? He came here looking for me?

What text?.. Oh no I remember now FUCK!

Okay i knew i shouldn’t have texted that. Ugh!

i don’t care he can’t just pick and chose when he wants me

“Well why don’t you go back to your party and i’m going to go back inside of mine” i said to him

i was about to walk when Luke stopped me

“C'mon you can’t be serious right now, come home with me before you do something you’ll regret” Luke said

i stepped back from him and said

“the only regret i have is ever going near you”

i walked back into the party and Luke never followed

i didn’t even want to be here but he just made me so angry!

he had his choice to come over and he didn’t, he told me he was going to fuck someone and now he tries to stop me from fucking someone

it just doesn’t make sense.

i looked around the party trying to find Lauren but i was out of luck,i couldn’t find her for all i know she could have went home with someone.

i decided to just go back home but i don’t exactly remember where i am.

i was surprised to see Luke standing against the wall of the house having a smoke

i didn’t know if i should go over to him or not and then we made eye contact

so i decided to be the bigger person and walk over to him

“I’m sorry” i said

he blew smoke out onto my face making me almost choke and then i felt his hands grip my hips and pull me close, i was happy to see he had threw his cig away.

“ were you really going to fuck that guy?” he asked as he looked down at me

i looked down at the ground and then back up at him

“part of me wanted to but i probably wouldn’t have” i said

Luke smiled at me making my stomach go wild with butterflies

his smile does things to me

“did you fuck someone tonight?” i asked him

i was regretting his answer because i know he probably did

“No” he said making my eyes widen

i couldn’t believe what he just said

“Why?” was all i could ask

“Because of you” he said

i just stared at him..

because of me?

what does that mean??

“what?” i said

Luke pushed himself of the wall but kept his grip on my hips

i couldn’t move, i was still in shock with his words

“Lets go home before someone catches us” he said

i followed him until we got to his bike but i stopped him before he got on and said

“What did you mean by because of you?” i asked

i needed to know why..

he signed and turned and at on his bike and said

“i meant i couldn’t fuck anyone tonight because all i could think about was you”

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Edd - *Sniff* “Heh…Hey, Eddheads! Uh, sorry for the inactivity and all, got a bit caught up in things. Um..Hah, So, guess who got sick?” *Cough-Cough*

Edd - “Meee! Haha..Yeah, sorry I look like crap, not doing too well, but who said I couldn’t answer asks in bed? Anyway, I should really lay back down and get some rest before Tord and Tom have my head for being up right now…Oh, I’ll also be handing the blog over to the others for a little-Even though it seems I already have seeing how famous Tord seems to be around here! So yeah! C’ya, Eddheads!”

flower crowns and pastel boots- chapter fifteen

pastel punk au

chapter one, chapter two, chapter three, chapter four, chapter fivechapter six, chapter seven, chapter eight, chapter nine, chapter tenchapter eleven, chapter twelve, chapter thirteen, chapter fourteen, chapter fifteen, chapter sixteen, chapter seventeen, chapter eighteen, chapter nineteenepilogue

they stay in bed all day, talking and laughing and just being near each other.

when baz’s dad comes knocking at around twelve, baz says he’s sick. his eyes are fever-bright, and his cheeks are flushed pink- maybe that’s why he doesn’t argue. (simon hides under the bed- it’s roomy, of course. baz’s bed is enormous.)

but even through his delirious (intoxicating, overflowing) happiness, there’s something prodding at the back of his mind. there’s something missing. something he’s overlooked?

and it’s only when he’s back home, flopping down on his own bed at nine, that he realizes that-

oh, god, he’s forgotten about agatha.

he’s been kissing baz all day, and holding his hand, and he’s forgotten his actual girlfriend (granted, he’s fairly sure she doesn’t actually like him all that much in any way other than that of a friend, but it’s still a really shitty thing to do).

so he lies there, and thinks about texting baz- because baz can make almost everything better- but instead he digs out his phone and calls her. if he’s going to be shitty, he has to own up to it.


his voice is dripping with poorly disguised guilt, and he hears her suspicious pause on the other end of the line.

and then she sighs.

“so you finally did it, then?”

he blinks. “what?”

she huffs, exasperated with him like always, and he braces himself. for what? a lecture?

“you finally snogged baz?”

simon freezes, a cold feeling trickling down his spine. “what?” that’s not what he expected- she wasn’t supposed to know-

“you’ve been going on about him for weeks, simon. do you really think i hadn’t noticed?”

“is it- obvious?” he thinks his voice is shaking. what if everyone else has already noticed? what if the only one who hadn’t realized was him?

“no, simon- well, a bit, but don’t forget i’ve known you since we were ten.”

“right,” he mumbles, fighting the urge to hang up. he feels sick.

“simon snow, jesus- it’s not obvious, okay? no one would even think that you snogged a boy, especially not baz- for one, because you’re dating me-”

simon cringes. “sorry-”

“and also because you’ve spent the entirety of your time at school establishing how terrible you think that is.”

simon feels a lump gathering in his throat. “i-”

“look, si… i don’t actually like you like that, okay?” she says softly. “i just didn’t want you to drag baz further down. and you’re a good friend, when you’re not being an absolute prat.”

he supposes that’s true- they’ve been friends since they were little.

they met when he still dressed in ratty jeans and carried around his stupid red rubber ball- it was a birthday present from his dad, and he never let go of it. and he’d gone over to her house for christmas dinner, and helped with the dishes, and her father had called him ‘son’.

and even when he’d stopped being friends with penelope (who really was the one who kept him from insulting everyone he met), she was still there. even when he put up his walls, and even when he because snappish, and even when he mocked and jeered and rose ranks until he was the most popular boy in the school, all chattering groups of friends and parties, even when they were younger. (they’re best friends, sort of.) (he’d had a massive crush on her since before he can remember, but she never seemed to notice. or care.)

but now it’s different.

“i don’t- agatha, i think i love him.” it’s rushed, jumbled, terrified.

“maybe not. simon, you’re seventeen- ”

“so’re you-”

“well, i’m not in love with anyone, am i? especially not someone i’ve liked for three weeks. and only just snogged a day ago.”

simon clears his throat, almost relived. “you’re right… it’s just. he’s-” he shakes his head. “you know what? never mind.”

agatha laughs on the other end. “alright, simon. is that all, then?”

“yeah- wait, no. do you like anyone?”

she pauses. “why?”

“well, it doesn’t seem quite fair to you…”

“that what? we were technically dating and you went off and kissed someone?” her voice is teasing, but it has a bite to it. “by the way, if you happen to fall in love with anyone else- don’t do that to baz.”

simon’s jaw drops. “i would never!”


“but you’re avoiding the question.” he backs up and falls down onto his bed, legs sprawled out in front of him. he feels like he should be twirling a house phone cord between his fingers.

“god- okay, yes, simon, i like someone.” she sounds exasperated. “can i go now?”

“nope, not until you tell me who it is.”

she’s quiet, and he grins. “i won’t stop bothering you…”

she snorts. “whatever, snow.”

aggie, please?”

“brat.” the silence crackles, and he holds his breath. “right, fine- promise you won’t tell?”

“pinkie promise.”

“you are such a dork- you have to guess.”

he’s terrible at guessing. she knows it. “guess?”

“uh huh.”

matt? no. dev? no. niall? darren? rhys? definitely no- his parakeet had bitten her once and she’d never really gotten over that.

“can you give me a hint?”

“dark hair.”

“do you talk? are you friends?”

“well, not exactly…” he can tell she’s biting her lip. “she- i mean-”

“it’s a girl?” simon’s eyes bug out slightly, and agatha scoffs.

“oh, like you can talk- pining over baz for weeks and weeks-”

“i wasn’t pining,” he mumbles sulkily.

“oh, whatever- anyway, yeah, she tutored me-”

“wait-” it all makes sense now, agatha never needs to be tutored. she’s smart, and she has more pride than anyone he’s ever met. besides- “penelope bunce? my neighbor, penelope bunce?”

“and former best friend,” she mutters, and simon’s grin drops for a second.

“don’t distract me- you like penelope bunce? why?”

“well, she’s pretty, and funny, and she doesn’t care what people think about her- and she’s brilliant… i don’t know, simon, why does anybody like anybody?”

“i dunno.” he sits straight up. “wait, baz is friends with her!”


“he- well, I- could set you two up!”

“she’s straight, simon.”

he’s unperturbed. “well, so was I.”

“simon. she has a boyfriend.”

he deflates. “oh.”

“well,” she amends, “sort of. i know she likes micah- you know, the transfer student?”

simon sets his jaw. “well, she can like you too. she can like you more.”

“i’m flattered,” deadpans agatha, and simon rolls his eyes.

“okay, whatever- c'mon, aggie, i’m just trying to help, don’t roll your eyes at me.”

“how could you tell?”

“you’re always rolling your eyes at me,” simon says, and then crosses his arms. “and i will make her like you, if it’s the last thing i do.”

“simon, she hates you.”

“she must have cooled down. it’s been, like, five years.”

she hasn’t cooled down.

anonymous asked:

Can I request?? Please?? Jungkook getting drunk and spilling all of his deep dark evil maknae thoughts to jimin

“Well, I’m going to hit the sheets,” Taehyung suddenly says, standing up from his spot on the wooden floor of their dorm’s living room. He stretches his now-stiff arms and shakes his legs. “Goodnight.”

“Wait, Taehyung, no,” Jimin says, panicked. He wants to grab onto the younger’s wrist and pull him back down to the floor, but his current position prevents him from doing so.

Jungkook’s head is resting on the space between Jimin’s crossed legs, and the maknae is giggling so much as his fingers reach for the older’s chin.

 “I need to sleep for a long day of practice tomorrow,” Taehyung justifies himself, but everyone and their dog knows that the boy just wants to leave him alone with Jungkook.

“I need sleep, too!”

“But, unlike me, you’re actually good at dancing,” the younger says, now waving at Jimin with a sly smirk. “Ta-ta for now.  Don’t have too much fun!”

“By the way,” Taehyung suddenly says. “It would be such a shame if, you know, Jungkook was a bit drunk.”

Jimin wants nothing more but to throw an empty bottle at Taehyung, because everyone knows Jungkook is more than wasted as they speak. He’s so wasted that calling him wasted is an understatement.

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anonymous asked:

I love your fics! But could you write one where solangelo is getting it on/or cuddling which ever you like and nico starts speaking in Italian so Will gets turned on? Thank you! Love yaa! ♡

Nico was exhausted from their last round. Thoroughly and utterly tired out, the kind of tired that went bone deep and you felt content to drop down and take a nap wherever you happened to be at the time.

Currently, Nico was sprawled on top of Will, who looked about as tired as Nico felt. Will’s chest was damp with sweat and sticking to Nico’s face as he laid on him but Nico was past the point of caring. Will’s hard earned muscles from archery and field work made excellent pillows for Nico’s fatigued body. The gentle rise and fall of Will’s chest was lulling Nico to sleep; a sleep he would gladly welcome.

Will was tracing patterns with his steady surgeon’s hands onto Nico’s side and back, leaving little trails of heat in their wake. It was comforting; Nico felt safe.

Ti amo, amore.“ Nico muttered into Will’s skin, ”sei cosi buono con me.”

Hm? What’d you say, hon?” Will asked, his voice a little hoarse.

Sei…cosi buono con me…“ Nico repeated.

"Oh…” Will said, shifting so Nico was curled up more next to him than on top of him, “Ah…”

“Sorry,” Nico said after the sudden position shift, “Was I…? I was saying ‘You’re so good to me’, did it come out in Italian? It’s been happening more and more when I get super tired.”

“Oh well, I, ah, I don’t mind none, darlin’.” Will said, his accent coming through thicker as a flush started to spread down from his face and neck, down to his chest. Nico’s first thought was that Will was coming down with something, but the sudden tent in the sheet around Will’s hips proved otherwise.

“Apparently,” Nico said with a tired little chuckle, “You don’t mind at alltesoro.”

"Gods, Nico, stop. It’s embarrassing.” Will said, covering his face with his hands. Nico, however, was having none of it, taking Will’s hands in his own (one of Will’s favorite romantic gestures) and giving them a light squeeze.

“You’re dumb. I like your accent and you like mine and if you want me to learn some Italian dirty talk I will…though not right now cause I’m tired as hell and I want to sleep.”

“I guess I should go take care of this then, huh?” Will said, gesturing to the sheets with a sigh. Nico laughed again, “Yeah, probably.”

He pecked Will on the forehead and let the blond roll out of bed, who was grumbling to himself about Italian boyfriends and too much wine before dinner.

According to Google Translate:

Ti amo, amore - I love you, dear

sei cosi buono con me - You’re so good to me

tesoro - darling

SCM – Ichthys’s Parents walk in on them

I am reading Ichthys sequel forbidden ending again and I keep thinking on the part where his parents walk in. MC was so glad that they did not walk in on them. However, I am imagine what will it be like if they had walk in on them. What will his parents reaction?

You feel something warm wraps around you and you reluctantly open your eyes. You found Ichthys looking at you passionately and remember that you are in his room in heaven. You are so embarrass that he saw your face first thing in the morning. You tried to turn away from Ichthys and hide under the blanket but he keeps teasing you by placing a lot of kisses on your lips. Thing soon get heated again and he starts to hover on top of you again. You can feel his member entering you and starts oscillating his hips roughly on you. You return his kisses aggressively and that is when his bedroom door suddenly swings open.

“Opps, sorry! We should have knocked the door first.” Irina said while smiling at the scene she saw.

“Should we try to go out and knock the door again first?” Ichthyo asked teasingly.

Ichthys immediately pulls out from you and snaps his fingers to get both of you dressed up. “What the point of second take when both of you are already in.” Ichthys pouted.

Both his parents smiles and thanks you once again for yesterday incidents. They then inform that the King would like to hold a banquet to honour Ichthys achievement and you are invited as well. Both of you agree and since you can’t seem to say no to King’s order. However, his dad keeps smiling at the both of you despite passing the message.

“So how is my son in bed? Is he satisfying you enough?” Ichthyo asked teasingly and you blushed instantly.

“You should not ask a lady such question. I can ask her later when we ladies are alone. Right, ____?” Irina smiles at you and you can feel your face turns even redder.

“Come on, who you think your son, is? Of course I am doing a good job.” Ichthys pouted at their questions. He is totally taking it okay without any shyness.

“I guess my son is a man now.” Ichthyo laugh happily.

“Why are you still here? You do remember that both of you walk in at the wrong timing, right?” Ichthys asked impatiently.

“Yes, we should make our way out soon. Who know we might have a grandchild soon.” Irine smiled.

You are totally speechless as Ichthys see his parents to the door. You are wondering how Gods take it so lightly and easily. You wonder how you going to face them in the future. You are sure you will always remember this incident whenever you meet them. “My parents love you a lot.” Ichthys said and his voice brings you back to reality.

“You don’t feel embarrass that your parents just walk in on us?” You asked Ichthys.

“Why should I? Come on, let’s continue where we stop. I have yet to have enough of you. Maybe we should give them a grandchild soon.” Ichthys teases and carries you to the bed again as if he can’t wait anymore.

Tails and Ears (Chapter 1)

Summary: When Lauren finds a seemingly cute puppy by the side of the road, she decides to take it in. Convincing her other roommate to let them keep such a cute pup with wolf-like features wasn’t terribly hard, but when they wake up in the morning to find its not a dog, or wolf for that matter, things get a little confusing.

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Spring Break-Jackson smut/fluff



Description:You get a a little surprise once Jackson surprises you with coming to see you during spring break.

Yep I’m Definitely going to hell

I hope this makes up for the fact of my semi-hiatus.

Originally posted by got7jacksonwang

Everything had just been seeming to be crashing down on you with all the homework and projects due. You had a US history project to work on with your friend/acquaintance Averie which wasn’t bad at all it the fact that you had to work with a popular girl that you didn’t despise but damn someday you wanted to hit her with a bus. The other guy in your group barely did anything I mean he got his stuff done but you could tell it was all last minute.

Everyday you walked in the school it was like you were hit with a ton bricks just homework piled up upon more homework. Not only was that stressful but you had a kpop idol fro a boyfriend which was stress enough trying to keep your relationship hidden from the public not like anybody cared here but if it got out in Korea you were screwed let alone it get out at all. I mean your boyfriend isn’t part of a huge Korean entertainment agency like YG entertainment or is in Big Bang or Exo but JYP entertainment was good enough and had many bug groups especially probably their most iconic boy band Got7 and you just had to be dating one of them didn’t you.

Your boyfriend from that Got7 was none other than Mr. Wild and Sexy himself Jackson Wang. It was funny how you even met you literally took a trip to LA and little did you know when you were looking down at your phone texting your mom vigorously to tell her you were fine being by yourself that you would bump into Jackson and literally fall back and OH GOD when those gorgeous eyes of his met yours you knew he was not gonna be seen just this once.

“FINALLY!!! Finished with this project.” you screamed as you and Averie sat in your apartment on the couch finally being able to relax. “Did you wanna call in a pizza or something?” Averie asked. “Nah, I’m good probably just gonna-” You were cut off by your cellphone ringing. You only know that their could be calling you at 12:30 am and that was Jackson. “Who is it?” Averie asked? “My mom” you said completely lying to her but you didn’t care. “You should probably get going I think it something about my family.” you said as you walked her out. As soon as you shut the door you answered your phone. “Y/N I have to tell you something really exciting!!!” Jackson said. “What?” you said falling back on your bed with a sigh. “So you know how spring break is coming up for you right?” Jackson said. “Ya it starts tomorrow why?” you said. “Well guess who get’s to come and see you?” 

You quickly sat up in no way were you ready for a house guest especially if he is on his way right now. “Well, aren’t you excited? I’m on the plane right now coming to see you.” he said on the other line. “Well of course i’m excited to see you. I’m gonna be honest though my house is not what you would call classy or clean.” you said. He started bursting out laughing with his almost high-pitched hyena laugh that made you laugh even twice times as harder every time you heard it. “Well it doesn’t matter to me I’m coming there to see you not your dorm.”he said. “You still have the keys to my house though right?” you asked. “Ya of course” Just like that you realized it was 2:00am and it was time to get some sleep after making your house a little more presentable so you told Jackson goodnight and threw on some shorty short pajama bottoms and one of Jackson’s t-shirts that he had left from the last time he was there and headed off to bed after cleaning a bit.

“THUMP THUMP THUMP!!!” you could here someone pounding on the door. You looked over at the time 6:00am. You quickly rushed to the door and peeped through the the door hole and saw a smiling Jackson looking handsome as ever. You opened the door and gave zero cares on your looks and Jackson just paused and looked you up and down. “What?” you asked in your groggy morning voice. Before you could say anything else his lips crashed into yours. You noticed how it went from sweet to passionate in like 5 seconds. You were slammed against the wall as he closed the door and threw his luggage. You pulled away both of you trying to catch your breathe. “Why out of all things did you have to wear my shirt?” he asked. You shrugged not knowing what to say. “Well I guess we just have to remove it then.” he said as he started passionately kissing you again. Until he picked you up bridal-style and carried you to the bedroom.

He plopped you on the bed and crawled down to kiss you again. Your tongues started dancing with each other fighting for dominance and not much of a surprise Jackson won. He crawled back up on his knees to remove his shirt. You could see that he had been working out hard lately as he defiantly had more defined abs than the last time. He came back down to kiss and pulled at the hem of the shirt asking for access to remove.You obliged and let him pull it over your head exposing you white lacy bra underneath. He looked up at you with an evil smirk. As he quickly reached around your back and unclasped your bra and removed it. You let out a slight whimper as he began to knead your breasts almost roughly. This only frustrated him more as removed his boxers and your shorty shorts.

He began to grind against you and you could feel his hard on rubbing against your thigh making you moan. He suddenly moved to neck and started sucking making sure to leave a bruise as he always loved to do. He started kissing down your stomach before he reached you lower abdomen and pulled your panties off throwing them somewhere about the room. He looked up at you with a devilish grin and dove his finger into your slit. “Oh god you’re already so wet for me baby.” he said. He then started rubbing small fast circles around your clit and made you moan loudly. “That is baby scream my name by the time I’m done with you.You won’t be able to leave the house all spring break.” he says. “Jackson- please I need you- I can’t take it I want you know” you moaned.

“What was that princess I couldn’t hear you” he said as he added a finger to your entrance. Your back arched as you tried to speak once again. “Please Jackson!” you screamed as added another finger to your entrance while applying pressure to your clit with his thumb. “Say it then.” he said as he applied more pressure to your clit while curling his fingers inside of you making your back arch as you screamed his name. “Please Jackson-Fuck me!!” you screamed. “Well all you had to do was say so.” he said with an evil grin. He pulled down his boxers and gave his member a few pumps before inserting himself into you in 1 fast thrust. Making you scream and whine his name.

He gave you no time to adjust as he started pounding into you at an almost un-human speed. “FUCK Y/N!!! YOU’RE SO TIGHT” he almost screams. You are both moaning messes. He puts your leg over his muscular shoulders and starts pounding at a new angle and at the perfect spot. “YES-JACKSON-FUUUU-RIGHT THERE UGH!!!” He starts drilling that same spot sending you into over drive as you orgasm all over him. You’re back arches to it highest peak. Jackson pulls out trying to collect himself. You’re both breathing heavily until Jackson says something. “Oh that’s cute you think you’re done” he says with an evil smirk. God Jackson was usually never like this damn you were loving it despite your exhaustion at this point. “Get on your hands and knees.”he demanded. As you weakly crawl to your hands and knees he delivers a harsh smack to your ass. You whimper as you fall forward.

He grabs you by your waist and pulls you closer to him and begins to pound you again this time at a new angle. As he fucks you into oblivion he delivers another smack to your ass making you whimper in pleasure and in pain. He smooths his hand over your red ass cheek leaving a tingling sensation over your ass. “You like that don’t you?” Jackson asks. “GOD YES JACKSON YES!” He reaches his hands underneath you and begins to rub fast circles around your clit. This causes you to reach your second orgasm of the night this one hitting harder than the first leaving your legs a quivering as you fall forward.” Jackson followed shortly after cumming on your back. “Y/N FUUU OMG I FUCKING LOVE YOU!” Despite wanting to relax after that aftermath he goes to grab a wet washcloth to clean you up with. After he returns from cleaning you up he falls onto the bed next to you pulling you next to him and underneath the covers.

“God that was amazing.” he comments as he kisses you on your forehead. You smile and look up at him. “I love you Jackson.” you say. “I love you too Y/N” he says. You both started to drift off to sleep and you knew you would surely remember this spring break for a while.

what makes us special.

hey you guys! a few minutes ago i posted a teaser of this letter but @justholdinghandsok was so fast with checking it so i’m posting the whole thing right now, both here and on ao3. huge thanks to JHH but also to @becksndot5 who read it and told me what she thinks of it. you’re the best! 

Dearest Gillian,

I’m lying in my bed right now, listening to the silence and staring at the ceiling. I’m counting the minutes passing by and I’m realizing that  I’ve spent all the time thinking about you and what I should tell you. There are many things you should know but I don’t know how to put them on paper. One says actions speak louder than words, and I guess it’s true because I’d rather show you my love than say the words.

It’s really hard to describe how I feel about you. It’s weird because I’ve never felt this way before. Sure, I’ve been in love, more than once. I’ve been married for 14 years so I must know something about love but this, that thing between us… it’s something different. Bigger than love. Much more beautiful. It’s just an indescribable feeling that gets me feel like I’m high all the time. It’s a new level of love and it feels fucking good.

I don’t know what makes us so special. We are just two old people being crazy in love. When we’re together, the mornings are  lazy, we take our time to look at each other and appreciate the other half. We tend to wake up each other by kissing. I’m very fond of the way you wake me up – when your little hands reach my cock and seconds later, when I sleepily open my eyes and hum with pleasure, your mouth sends me to heaven.

In the mornings you smell like coconut, my own frangrance and coffee. I would kill to breathe this perfect combination every single day. When I’m lying like that alone, I feel sad. You should be here with me or I should be there. Why is it so hard for two people to be together when they want it so badly? I need you by my side because I’m going crazy, Gillian. I don’t know how long I can take it.

Naked and smiling. That’s the first image of you coming to my head. I love picturing you lying naked on my bed, legs opened only for me. You’re calling my name to come closer and take you hard. And just your voice makes me sweat and tremble. And as I come closer in my mind, the picture becomes blurry. It’s been too fucking long since I’ve seen you, baby. But naked and smiling – that’s the happiest you are when you’re with me. And this smile you’re giving me makes me love you even more, even though I don’t know how it’s possible to love you more than I already do.

20 years ago you promised me the whole world. You told me you were mine and you promised that we would always be together. Well, you lied. And I know that I was the reason you couldn’t keep that promise, it was all my fault but still, it was a lie. I’m thinking – what if I haven’t gotten scared? What if we didn’t say too much? What if we were stronger and braver and I wasn’t so stupid? I know you can’t find the answers to those questions but sometimes I want to know the truth. Why was I such a coward? And the bigger mystery is why are you in love with me again?

You always sleep on the right side of the bed. It’s my favorite side when I’m alone, too. Because after you leave, it still smells like you. It’s just for a few days, but I’m still surrounded by your sweet scent. when it’s gone, I spray your perfume  over the pillows just to have a little reminder. West says I’m lovesick and I think she’s right although I don’t want to admit that.

I’m trying really hard to function without you. I get up, exercise, have breakfast, write something for my new book and I try to pretend I’m not missing you. That I don’t want to jump in the car and drive to the airport and take the next plane to London only to see you for a minute, to hold you in my arms, watch you while you’re putting your make-up on. I love watching you trying to draw a perfect line under your eyes. It always ends up with you sticking out your tongue, trying to be more precise.

I don’t want to have that kind of thoughts, Gillian. I don’t want to think about jumping in a plane to see you. I don’t want to think about your face. I want to see it. Your perfect deep blue eyes that seem to hide the secrets of the world. Your lips that I never want to stop kissing. Your tiny body that fits so perfectly with mine. I want to be with you, every moment of my life because it’s too short to spend it apart.

I  just want to pack and fly to London. I miss you so fucking much. I just want the world to stop spinning for the moment, I want to take you into my arms, whisper in your ear and tell you how much I love you. Sometimes actions speak louder than words but still it’s better to say it from time to time. I love you, Gillian. I want to whisper those three words against your breasts when you’re naked and smiling. .

I want the world to stop spinning and the time to stop, as well. I want to be just you and me because that’s the most perfect thing. You are perfect and I’m just me – just a little broken human who you’re trying to fix every time you see me. I’m a little less broken every time I see you. One day, I’ll be perfectly fine and I will never leave you again.

I have to get up now. Kids are coming over for the weekend and I need to clean the apartment. I just wanted to say that I’ve got a ticket to London so you better wait for me.

Oh, and I love you.

That’s all I wanted to say.

I’ll see you soon, Gill.

Love. You. Like. Hell.


shit, i forgot to ask you

Title: shit, i forgot to ask you 
Fandom: The Flash
Characters: Iris West, Barry Allen
Relationship: WestAllen

Rating: Teen
Word Count: 2600+
Summary: Junior prom is coming up and Barry’s a little stressed out about making sure it all goes perfectly. Based on the “shit. I forgot to ask u” post (x)
Links: ao3 | ffn

A/N: This is un-beta’d and I haven’t written anything in forever so be gentle

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Facing the Music|Steroline Drabble Part 1

Feels like forever since I’ve written something. It felt so good to write again… enjoy! :)

Hey, its Caroline but duh you knew that because you called. So leave a message and I’ll call you back. Bye!

Caroline kept ignoring the little reminder on her phone that she had a voicemail. She knew who it was from, she watched her phone flash his name as she listened to it ring. She had only been away from Mystic Falls for a few days trying to get her back to her normal self as much as she could.  She didn’t think that he would be lost without her once she left town. It made sense though; they were both there for each other and even though the thought of “them” was something she wasn’t ready to think about, he was still her friend.

 Caroline sighed as she reached for the phone that was sitting on the nightstand of the motel she was staying at. She had been cooped up in there ever since she checked in and only left twice a day to get some fresh air. She hid away from everyone not wanting to face them for the things that she had done when she had turned it off. The only calls that she would allow herself to answer were from Bonnie.

 Bonnie would call at exactly five o’clock every afternoon to check in on her. Caroline would tell her how she’s getting better and coming to terms with certain things, especially her mother’s death and Bonnie would selectively tell her things that were going on back home in Mystic Falls. Although on this particular night, it was past their usual time to check in and Caroline hadn’t heard anything. She was starting to get worried, which was why she had decided to listen to Stefan’s message in case it had something to do with Bonnie.

 Caroline was concerned for her friend, she was stalling at hearing his voice again, even though it hadn’t been a full week since she’s been gone. She was staring at the phone in her hands trying to make up her mind.

 Something could have happened and they need me or she just forgot and is too busy to call.

 Caroline sighed just unlocking her screen from the phone on and off contemplating on what to do.

 What if he’s just checking up on me? I don’t know if I could candle hearing his voice.

 “Ugh, come on Caroline stop being a baby and just listen to the damn thing,” she said out loud to herself unlocking her phone for the final time. She typed in her password and pressed one as the voiceover suggested to listen to the voicemail.

 “So happy in your voicemail. Speaking of happy, uh that thumping bass you hear in the background um is Damon’s genius idea for Ric’s bachelor party. Despite the fact that our mother apparently lives here now, who I’ve been ducking by the way, incase you haven’t noticed. I guess what I’m saying is, call me back otherwise I’m going to start running out of reasons to avoid everything that’s going on in my life right now. Kind of like what you’re doing, which is completely understandable which is really crappy timing for me and my problems. You should be here. Come home.”

 End of new messages the automated voice said.

 Caroline hung up her phone and didn’t realize that a tear had fallen down her cheek and that she was smiling. She bounced off the bed and walked over to the mirror that was hanging above the dresser across her bed. She stood in front of it and saw her reflection. Another tear was beginning to fall down her cheek but she couldn’t stop smiling. Caroline was being overwhelmed with emotions and knew that she had to head back to Mystic Falls. She started to pack up her things and with in fifteen minutes she was ready to go and was about to open her motel door when her phone began to ring.

 She saw Bonnie’s name flashed across the screen.

“Hey” Caroline answered as she looked around the room one more time to make sure that she had all of her belongings.

Bonnie sighed on the other end.

“Hey, yeah, sorry I’m late with this call but something went down for the past couple of days and I really think its time for you to come back home. We could really use you here.”

 Caroline dropped her bag that she was holding and felt her heart sink in her chest.

 “What’s happened?” she said in a panic. She picked up her bag and began walking down the hallway with her things as Bonnie explained what was going with on with Lily’s idea of revenge and how the Damon and Stefan had her locked up.

“Okay so what do you want me to do?” Caroline asked while putting her luggage in her car.

 “Well right now I just need you back in Mystic Falls and help Elena and I keep Jo calm before the wedding otherwise I think with all this happening and her hormones from being pregnant, she’s going to crack. “ Bonnie chuckled after the thought.

 Caroline had gotten in the car and started the engine giggling at seeing the sight of Jo freak out while pregnant.

 “I’ll be home in about four hours, according to the GPS that is” She answered pulling away from the motel.

 There was a slight pause as Caroline hadn’t officially left the motel parking lot and both girls knew what Caroline was trying to find the words to ask her best friend.

 When Caroline didn’t ask the question Bonnie just decided to answer it instead.

 “He’s fine but I think he’s hurting more than he’s letting on. He misses you. So just, come home” Bonnie said.

 Caroline took a deep breath; knowing that in just a few hours she would be face to face with him again. Face to face of that perfect jaw line, skin, hero hair and sculpted body. How his smell of evergreen trees consumed her from when he would go out hunt for bunnies. She had to start preparing herself and fast otherwise Caroline knew that she would be at flight risk all over again if she couldn’t keep it together.

 They said their goodbyes and Caroline was on her way back to her town. She wasn’t sure how she was going to deal with Stefan. She figured she would deal with it when it was the appropriate time and place. For now, Caroline needed to focus on the road and what she was going to say to her friends. Caroline needed to apologize for the way she acted when her humanity was off and prepare herself if certain people didn’t forgive her.

 The wedding was beautiful and it was pretty much how Caroline would have decorated the ceremony if she were in charge of organizing it. Caroline hadn’t talked with Stefan since coming home. She gave him an awkward smile when she agreed to meet Bonnie to help her what to do about Lily. She avoided him at all cost and gave whatever fake excuse she could think of to not be in the same room with him, but now there was no escape.

 She was sitting alone at her assigned table for Jo and Alaric’s wedding reception and watched the little kids from Jo’s coven running around and looking adorable in their dress clothes. Caroline was playing with her napkin in her lap when she got a whiff his familiar evergreen scent. She scanned the dance floor when she spotted him Stefan laughing with Damon and Ric. She didn’t want to use her super hearing to ease drop on the conversation, she just watched from a distance.

 Caroline looked down for a moment at her hands after being embarrassed for staring at Stefan for so long and when she looked back up in the direction that she saw him standing, he was no longer there.

 “May I have this dance?” he whispered behind her. She jumped in her chair not expecting him when she turned around. She looked up and he was staring into her eyes until she finally nodded in agreement. Caroline took his hand as he led them to the middle of the dance floor. She looked over and noticed while Stefan was taking her hand and the music was starting that people were leaving and it was just the two of them out there.

 Caroline started to hear her heart flutter and moved along with Stefan to the song that was playing.  She placed her head on his shoulder as they moved to the music. She knew that a talk was going to happen and wanted to enjoy the moment with him before it did.

 “So are we are going to talk here or go somewhere more private?” Stefan whispered in her ear. She heard him sigh after and knew that she couldn’t avoid it any longer. She lifted her head to face him and took his hand to intertwine it with hers.

 “Yeah, um we can talk, there’s a small barn behind the tents,” she answered looking in the direction for their private conversation. Stefan smiles and noticed that she was starting to get a nervous by the way her heart was racing. He let go of one of her hands and kissed the other that he was still holding on to. He rubbed the top of it with his thumbs to get her to relax, once he knew it was working he smiled again.

 “See you in five minutes,” he said before he kissed her hand one last time and walked away in the direction that she pointed to the barn.

 Five minutes…

Just a small, fluffy oneshot i wrote omg

Loud, thumping music could be heard through the entire house.Probably the entire neighborhood, even.
The walls were vibrating and lights were illuminating the sky for a good reason. It was Marco Diaz’ 18th birthday and if the Diaz family parties, they do it right.

Everyone was invited, and of course, Marco had to try making smalltalk with the crowd while not slowly becoming completely bored out of his mind.
A challenge which was harder than the so called safe kid imagined it to be.

Marco adores his family, it’s just so big, it’s impossible talking to all of them in one night. Especially about the same old things over and over again.
He halfheartedly sipped some punch from the cup in his hand while listening to his Grandma ramble to him in spanish.

As his mind drifted off, he started to wonder where Star was this whole evening and began to worry a bit. She might have gotten into trouble.
“Uh, un segunda, abuela!” He interrupted his Grandma while putting his cup down as he started looking for Star, but before his search even began, it already ended, when he took a step into the backyard.

He crossed his arms, slightly raising a brow as he looked up at the interdimensional princess hanging down from the branch of a tree.
“Ooooo, marco, marco! You’re finally here!” The blonde girl exclaimed happily.
“Check this out!” She cheered as she began doing pull-ups at the branch.
Marco’s eyes grew wide as he quickly rushed over to the tree.
“Nonono, Star. Get down here, you know what happened the last time you were climbing trees?”

He reminded her, a noticeable tone of nervousness in his voice.
Of course she did not seem to care much. “Ppfft, that was ages ago! Don’t be a buzzkill on your own birthday, safe kid.” She grinned at him only causing the latino to shake his head and sigh.
“Come on Star, just jump, I’ll catch you.”

Star let out a hearty laugh. “Aaaaalright, but only because you insist!” She cried, before letting go of the branch and letting herself fall on the helpless boy who was spreading out his arms, trying to catch the blonde.

Much to his downfall, Marco didn’t manage to catch Star, resulting in both of the teenagers crashing onto each other, landing on the ground in a really awkward position.
Marco cried out in pain. “Star, I wasn’t even ready yet!!”

Star got up quickly and gave her best friend a nervous smile. “Heh, sorry….my coordination is a bit…” She whispered. “faaaading.” She made a vague hand gesture while helping Marco up.
“What do you mean by faaaading??” He tried to mimic her as best as he could.
Star began to bounce up and down as she grabbed Marco’s wrist and inched closer.
Just then he could smell the faint scent of alcohol coming from the young princess.
“Oh my god don’t tell me you did tequila shots with my dad….” Marco facepalmed. He didn’t even need an answer, he already knew.

“It was totally awesome!!” She squealed, flailing her arms around. “You know Marco, we should really do this more often.”
Marco shook his head as he put both of his hands on the shoulders of the drunk girl.
“Listen.” He said in a calm, quiet voice. “We will get you to bed, you will drink a few glasses of water to avoid the worst hangover of your life tomorrow, and then you will sleep.” He ended his sentence with a stern and determined look on his face.

Just as he was finished, big puppy eyes met his gaze. “Awwee,marco!! But…it’s so early and it’s your birth-”
“No but’s, Star.” He cut her off midway. “You’re incredibly drunk and if you won’t go to bed right now you will feel absolutely awful tomorrow, trust me.”
“Eeuuurgghh” Star protested, but Marco already had an arm around her shoulder and dragged her back into the house.

The loud music mixed with all the different voices in the background plus the sticky, hot air on top of that really didn’t help the situation.
Marco let out a heavy sigh as he tried to lift Star up properly. She was slouching over and completely out of focus.

“Man,the alcohol really did a number on her, better get her to bed quick.” Marco thought as he was pulling her up the stairs in a careful manner, watching every step she made so Star wouldn’t fall over or hurt herself.

“Why did she even drink in the first place, I told her how dangerous it is to just dive into alcohol like that, she has no idea what her limits are.” He mumbled to himself more than anything.
They finally arrived in front of Stars room as the teenage boy made her face him.
“Okay, listen. We will go in, you will lay down and I will get you some water,alright?”
Marco was a bit overwhelmed with the situation and quite worried, he didn’t know how much Star consumed or when she even started drinking that night. He tried to conceal the concern in his eyes but it seemed easier than it was.

Star threw her arms around her friend and hugged him tight. “Thank you, Marco!! You’re always soooo sweet to me…” She lulled.

The confused teenager hugged back and sighed. “Let’s get you to bed,okay?”
Star slowly let go as she watched him open the door to her room as quietly as possible.
The night dipped the room in a dark royal blue, only the light of the moon flooding the chamber like tiny, silver waves, drawing a fine line from the window to Stars bed.

Marco slowly walked in, his hand on Star’s wrist, guiding her inside.
The princess glared at him for a second before freeing herself from his grip. She felt like she was back oin Kindergarden with a royal guard never leaving her side. She felt dumb.

“I can handle myself,Marco.” She babbled while trying to keep on her feet. “You never let me do things on my own!” The girl continued to accuse.

Marco turned around, his brown eyes pleading. It was a long night, he started to get stressed.
“Star, please. Just get to bed, let me do this for you.”
She shook her head and crossed her arms before her chest.
At this point Marco began to get highly annoyed and frustrated with her. How can she be so stubborn right now?

“Well, MAYBE if you wouldn’t have decided to get completely SMASHED tonight, you wouldn’t practically be falling over without my help, and we wouldn’t be in this mess right now!”
He snarled.

Star gasped as tears started to shoot into her big blue eyes.
“Oh nonono!” Marco exclaimed as he realised what he had done. He quickly dashed forward and gave the crying blonde a tight hug.
“I’m so sorry, Star, I didn’t mean to shout at you at all, I guess I just get a little too worried about you sometimes.” He whispered as he let go and swiped away the tears on her dampened cheek with his thumb.

“I don’t want you to think that I assume you’re not able to take care of yourself….i just..”
He looked away as he tried to explain himself better, running a hand through his hair. He was clearly anxious talking about this.
“I just want to be useful to you.”

Star looked up at him, her cheeks beginning to glow a bright pink.
The 18 year olds voice suddenly changed into a much softer, soothing tone.

“You’re the strongest person I know. Since you’ve came into my life,everything changed for the better in so many ways. You taught me how to be someone. You taught me that I should not be afraid to fall, and I lost my fear, because you were always there. Only weeks went by after I started to adore you. And only months went by before I started loving you. You bring me joy, hope and light! And you don’t expect anything in return. Hell, I am 18 now and I still haven’t told you how much you mean to me, I always chickened out! Because…you’re the princess of Mewni.”

The boy let out a weak chuckle. “While.. I’m just….the safe kid.” He said bitterly and paused, now looking Star directly in the eye. “I just want to be more to you.” He finished.

Just as he was about to go on another rant, warm,soft lips met his as he could feel Stars arms wrap around his neck.

Marco was absolutely surprised and in a daze, he surely didn’t expect such a reaction from the princess of Mewni.
Everything happened so fast, and still he felt like time froze.

It took him a few seconds until he was able to relax and just let go, melting into the warm embrace and placing his hands on her hips gently.
The two teenagers remained like that for a while until they had to catch some air, their arms still tangled around each other.

“…wow.” Marco began, his face tinted in a deep red.
“You are more to me.” Star whispered as she looked the boy in front of her deep in the eyes.
His heart was pounding like crazy, he was almost sure even Star could hear it. He gave her a bright, happy smile. “I am glad.”

Star rested her head on Marcos shoulder, her long, blonde hair glistening in the moonlight.
As Marco started stroking it, Star let out a big yawn. “I guess you were right all along, I am really tired now.”

“Told ya.” He replied shortly. “I’m doctor Marco, Phd after all!” They both let out a small chuckle while Star freed herself from the boys hug and crawled under the thick,soft blankets, which were spread across her bed.
“I really enjoyed tonight.” She mumbled as she looked up at Marco who was standing in front of the bed.

“Me too.” He replied. “But uh….I should better get going…it’s already late and all…” He stammered, as he scratched the back of his head.
Star’s eyes shimmered in disappointment. “Marco…do you think you could stay with me tonight?” She asked sweetly.

His cheeks turned even more red than they were before. He could feel them getting hot.
“UH…you mean…in your bed….with you?? In”
Star nodded in excitement. “Yeah! Just to be sure….I still feel a bit tipsy.”
The teenage boy nodded back quickly. “O-okay,sure!”
He wasn’t sure at all, he could tell that Star knew how nervous he was, but there was no turning back now.

He slid under the covers and turned around, facing the girl next to him. His heart hammering against his chest.
She took his hand and gave it a little squeeze. “I’m glad you told me how you felt.” She breathed while looking at him.

“I felt the same way for a while, I just didn’t know how to bring it up!” Star’s eyes flickered in the dim light.
“Me neither.” Marco confessed while inching closer. “But seeing you cry like that, seeing ME being the reason for you crying, broke my heart. I just had to tell you how I feel. I don’t ever want to see you hurt. And me being the reason is even more unacceptable.” Marco whispered in a hoarse voice.
“I love you.” Star hummed, half asleep.

“I love you too,Star.” Marco replied as he gave her a reassuring kiss on the forehead. “I really do.” He smiled, his eyes fluttering shut.

Empty Bets & Cigarettes

Chapter 7;

“Soo” Matt said after a while of silence. We’d been driving for just about five minutes when he decided to speak, and that was plenty of time for me to overthink and analyze every little thing that had just happened.

“How did you know where I was?” I asked. I kept my eyes on him and he kept his on the road, holding the steering wheel tightly.

“I kinda followed you” He admitted and I frowned.

“Why?” I asked and he chuckled quietly.

“Well, I saw you get in a car with Summer and just knew it wouldn’t end pretty” He said and I raised an eyebrow.

“So you followed us?” I asked and he nodded. “Do you realize how much trouble you have gotten me in now? Just by giving me a ride home?”

“Should I?” He asked back and I sighed.

“She sort of gave me an ultimatum. Either I will stay away from you and she’ll tell the principal the whole smoking thing was a complete mistake or she’ll get me expelled” I said and Matt bit his lip.

“Sounds like Summer” He let out. “What’d you choose?”

“What do you think? I can’t get expelled, I need to graduate so I can get the hell out of this place” I replied and he nodded slowly whilst quietly speaking the words “I see”.


“Sometimes I feel like you’re just so desperate to leave that you’ve forgotten what you’re leaving” He spoke and I looked at him, feeling a little bit confused. I knew what I was leaving. This town. This school. This life. I didn’t want to live like this and now he’s telling me I’ve forgotten. How could I forget being bullied and pushed down by just about everyone at my school? How could I forget Matt being my best friend one day and then not speaking to me the next? How could I forget all those long nights that I’ve spent in my window, asking myself if it’s high enough to jump from to never have to see the light again? How could I ever forget what this town did to me, and will continue to do until I get out?

“I know what I’m leaving Matt, trust me” I ensured him but he wouldn’t.

“Yeah, of course you do. You know you’re leaving school and all the people that you hate but you’re forgetting the people you don’t hate. What about your parents? What about Jason? What about, well, me?” He asked and looked me in the eyes for only a brief moment before turning his gaze back to the road.

“My parents know I’ll be leaving, I’ll be going off to college, they’re just happy if I get in anywhere. Jason doesn’t even live here anymore and he’d be over the moon if I went to join him in Australia. And as for you, I don’t think you would even mind” I said and he turned his head back to me.

“Are you serious? You don’t think I’d mind? Georgia, if I woke one day to realize you were gone I would break. It sounds ridiculous but I can’t function without you, and if you were to go away that would be the end of me” He had pulled over now and looked me straight in the eyes as he spoke.

“Matt, don’t. You can’t do this. You can’t tell me how much you care, it isn’t fair” I told him, getting upset.

“Georgia, come on. How is it not fair? All I try to do is make sure you know I still care and you say it isn’t fair?” He was getting upset too, I could see it on him.

“No it’s not fair, the way you can just swoop in at any time and tell me you care and everything will be alright. The fact that you still stand by Summer after what she has done to me. You didn’t even comment on her forcing me to stay away from you-“ I said but he stopped me mid-sentence.

“I did! I asked you what you chose!” He shouted back.

“Exactly! You asked what I chose you didn’t even bother to say that it was wrong of her or that you would try to talk to her about it, you still stand by everything she says like you’re some fucking slave!” I yelled at him and I could see the anger build up in his eyes.

“Well, maybe I only stand by her because she’s right! Maybe you should stay away from me” He said, a bit calmer.

“Well, I already agreed to that so I guess you’re happy now” I told him and looked out the window. Matt did too and we sat there for a while. Just the two of us, silently judging each other and thinking over the words we had used and whether or not we really meant them. Somehow we always ended up like this. In silence. It’s like no matter what we did, sooner or later the other one would take the words from the other and leave both of us breathless. It’s like a constant battle that we’re both fighting against ourselves. I have my fight and he has his but we get them mixed up and they turn into these wars of our minds that has no other solution than silence. And that’s where we are now.

“I should take you home” Matt said after a while. I didn’t respond and quite frankly, I don’t think he expected me to.

About twenty minutes later he pulled up outside my house and I stepped out of the car without thanking him. I was just about to slam the door shut when he spoke.

“Georgia, I’m sorry” He whimpered. “I didn’t mean what I said”

I took a minute to just think. Matt was staring right into my eyes and I didn’t look away. I barely even blinked. I was pissed right now. I felt like just slamming the door and preferably smash the car a little. I had said it before and I will say it again. He had to choose between me and Summer. That’s the only thing me and her agreed on, except she wants him to choose her and I want him to choose me. I hate thinking about it because it sounds like one of those stupid cat fights over a guy that clearly is an ass. So I guess I didn’t really mind. He could choose her and my life would still go on, just like it always has. It wouldn’t change if he decided to stand by her, though it would if he took my side. That would make me Summer’s number one victim. As if I’m not already.

“Well, I did” I replied and I could see something change in his eyes. I couldn’t tell what, though.

And as I said that, I shut the door behind me and walked inside. He didn’t try to stop me and I don’t know if it made me relieved or sad. He’s just a boy. All my life I’ve promised myself not to be one of those girls in those teen movies that falls for the wrong guy and ends up falling down an endless hole, only to never get out again. I would hit rock bottom if I let myself fall deeper, and my brain told me I was already halfway there.


Once I had gotten inside, greeted my parents and small talked about my day, I went upstairs to my room. Making sure the door was completely shut. I sat down on my bed and picked up my phone. I had completely forgotten what time it was in Sydney at the moment but I had to call Jason.

“Georgia!” He answered happily which immediately got my mood up.

“Jason!” I said back and he laughed.

“So tell me, how is life back in the states?” He asked.

“It was good, sort of, until today. Guess who offered me a ride home” I laid down on the bed as I spoke.

“Mr. Espinosa perhaps?” Jason guessed.

“Nope, well that comes later. Summer did” I said and I could tell by his breathing that he was surprised.

“Summer? As in Summer Breeze who is your biggest enemy right now?” He asked.

“Yes, it was really weird. She tried to hit me with her car when I refused to go with her” I told him and he started ranting about how she should not mess with me or else he’d come right back to get revenge.

“Why does she have to be so rude? It’s really not that necessary” He sighed after a few minutes of ranting.

“Maybe she can’t help it. It’s because of Matt though, she told me to stay away from him or she’d get me expelled” I said.

“But she can’t do that, can she?” He asked.

“Technically she can’t, but she told the principal about my smoking spot so I guess she could just tell him again and boom, I’m expelled. I was called into the principal’s office earlier today and I kind of stormed out, so I’m maybe not on the best of terms with him right now. Strangely though, my parents didn’t bring anything up about that. Maybe they never called home” I spoke on and Jason listened.

“They usually call right away, maybe someone stopped them from doing so” He suggested but I turned the idea down.

“Who would’ve done that? They probably didn’t think it was big enough and just forgot about it” I said, mostly to myself to be sure that I wasn’t in trouble.

“It was a bitchy thing to do anyway. What Summer did, that is, not you” He stated and I agreed.

“You know these phone calls really makes my days, right?” I asked after a while.

“Obviously, they make mine too” He replied and I smiled.

“Everything about this place is just so shitty and I can’t wait to get out and the only thing that lights up my days are getting home and calling you to hear your voice because the world is just a slightly less awful place when I’m talking to you” I said and I could hear him chuckle silently.

“It’s not long left, you know. Soon you’ll be able to leave, but until then you have to keep fighting. And I know it can be hard and that you’re hurting badly inside but you are truly the strongest person I know, Gia. One day this pain will make sense to you” He said and I couldn’t help it but smile.

“I sure hope so” I almost whispered back.

We talked just a little longer until I was abruptly interrupted by my dad, storming into the room, scaring me slightly.  He told me to get off the phone and come down stairs immediately. Obviously I did as he said and he placed me in the couch next to my mother as he paced the room in silence. My mom didn’t look at me, she had her hand facing the floor and fiddled with the ring on her left hand that she hadn’t removed since the day her and dad got married.

“What’s going on?” I asked after a few moments and my mother kept her head down and my dad kept pacing.

“We got a call” He started and I knew where this was going. “From your principal”

“Dad, I can expla-“ I started but he cut me off.

“What were you thinking, Georgia!? Smoking? On school grounds?” He raised his voice but he didn’t shout. Dad had a sort of middle tone that was louder than his regular voice but not quite loud enough to be called shouting or yelling.

“How are you so sure it was me? It’s not like there were any photos!” I exclaimed and nearly stood up but I knew that would upset my dad even more.

“We’ve been through this before, Georgia. I understand you’re not having the easiest time in high school but putting yourself in that position is utterly stupid! Smoking will kill you and doing it on school grounds will get you expelled, there is absolutely nothing good that comes from it!” He argued and I sighed.

“It’s not like I’m addicted” I said quietly.

“So you admit it? You did smoke today, in school?” Dad asked and I sighed again, which he took as a yes. “I’m very disappointed in you. We’ll discuss your punishment later” He said and then left the room. My mom was still fiddling with her ring, it was a nervous habit of hers. She’d never been good at the confrontation thing and usually left that to my dad.

“I’m sorry, mom” I said and she finally looked up and met my eyes.

“I am too” She replied and I gave her a puzzled look.

“Why are you sorry? I’m the one who messed up” I said, with confusion in my voice.

“I’ve been a terrible mother, Georgia. I’ve completely ignored all of your problems for way too long. Your father and I try to be here for you but it’s so hard when you’re not letting us in like you used to. I guess once you started shutting us out, you began slipping away from us. And it is no excuse to ignore you child’s problems I know that. I’m really sorry, Georgia. We love you, I hope you know that still” She said and I lost my speech. She pulled me in for a hug and I felt my eyes tear up because I haven’t been this close to my mom for years. Not physically, we’ve hugged and so but she has never talked to me like this, at least not in a very long time.

“It’s okay” I whispered into her hair and suddenly the world felt just a bit more peaceful.

“Thank you, honey, but it’s not okay. We need to get to know you better, it’s our job as parents. So tell me, why are you so sad?” She asked.

“I guess I’m just tired of having feelings” I answered as honestly as I possibly could and she pulled away from the hug and just looked at me with those eyes that mothers get when they feel sorry for you but at the same time tries to think of the quickest solution because they simply can’t handle the truth.

So without further ado, I knew where I was going the next couple of weeks. Oh well, therapists have never bothered me anyway.


Thank you for reading! Hope you liked it and if you did please reblog or leave feedback in my ask, it’s always appreciated. Also I have a quick question, should i upload my fanfic on wattpad? ‘Cause I don’t really know so if you have an answer please let me know. Once again, thanks for reading, have a great day xxx

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