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Opposites Attract. 1.6k w.

Jongin hated people.

Not because of their vain and selfish personalities–no, not because of that. He hated that people were sheer disappointments most of the time, never pulling through on their promises or sticking to their word.

In the past, he trusted someone with his fragile heart, and despite him giving his all to the man he was in relations with, he never returned Jongin’s feelings. The relationship ended in complete failure and it was Jongin who suffered the brunt of the pain.

After that day, he swore to himself that he would never fall in love again. What for? To find dejection and fleeting emotions which held no substance and could only be felt on the surface. Times were changing, no one truly dated anymore or tried to salvage damaged relationships, they would simply quit and move on.

Jongin didn’t need anyone in his life, he rather enjoyed the company of animals, like Pinchy. She was an adorable hybrid Savannah cat, a medium- sized, large eared, cross breed between a serval and domestic feline. Her golden hair was patterned with lines of black that stylishly wrapped around her fur. She was a beauty, and she was the only animal he needed.

He looked down at his watch and noted the time. There was a meeting at 2 p.m. he had to attend and it was fifteen minutes until they were to convene. 

Standing from his soft leather, brown office chair, he grabbed his blazer and slid his arms through the sleeves. While fixing the creases of his suit, there was a brief knock on the door to his office.

“Mr. Kim, Oh Sehun is down in the lobby to see you.”

“Karen, tell him I have a meeting and that I can’t see him right now.”

“Sir, he says it’s important, and that if you try to say you’re busy, he will personally put chocolate raisins in Pinchy’s food bowl.” 

Jongin closed his eyes and massaged his temples, dealing with anything remotely Sehun was a headache waiting to happen. His self-proclaimed friend was steadily pushing himself into Jongin’s life, and the latter abhorred every second of it. Sehun just didn’t seem to understand the fact that he absolutely hated people.

“I’ll be leaving now Karen, please lock up when you’re done here, you can go home early.”

“Thank you, sir…May I ask, who is Pinchy?” 

Jongin sighed. “Karen, there are just some things you don’t need to know.” The secretary took her leave and Jongin could have sworn he heard a light chuckle.

With his briefcase in hand, he made his way to the lobby and upon entering the vast space of large windows, Sehun came jogging up to him.

“This better be good, I’m only here for Pinchy’s sake.” 

Sehun chortled. “You’d do anything for that cat, you need to get laid,” Jongin soundlessly stepped around Sehun, walking to the exit. “Hey, hey! Man, I was only jokin’ geez, lighten up, will you?”

Jongin made a sharp turn to face him. “You have thirty seconds to tell me what it is you need.”

There was hesitation in Sehun’s eyes, not something he particularly showed. “I need somewhere to stay for the night…Yixing…he, he kicked me out man.” Sehun’s gaze found the floor quickly and he shuffled his feet. 

Jongin saw a glimpse of his old self within his “friend” and he was powerless against relationship issues. He brushed a hand through his black hair.

“For tonight,” Sehun’s head snapped up and his eyes shone with warmth, “Tonight, you can stay. But tomorrow you need to fix things with Yixing.” Sehun nodded his head in response, seemingly relieved Jongin accepted him into his home.

Jongin nodded before spinning on his heels to leave. Only a moment passed before he turned to face Sehun once more, having forgotten to say something, “And if I find any type of chocolate within ten feet of Pinchy, I’m personally kicking your ass,” Sehun doubled over in laughter and Jongin grunted walking his way out the door.

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Dating Namjoon would include

A/N: This kinda sucks so i might add to it later but no time rn bc work but enjoy!!!!

- buying a lot of insurance plans and Namjoon’s like, hey babe why u do that? And then he breaks the tv or some shit and you’re like…that…that’s why

- trying to give him kisses but then he gives you this ..this look, and then you’re rolling on the floor laughing and he’s still looking at you like what??? It’s called romance, look it up

- late night food runs where Namjoon’s half asleep and stares at a bag of chips for like 3 minutes with his mouth open

- buckling him in when you take him to the dorms early in the mornings while he drools on the side of the window and fogs it up lmao

- that’s the same way he comes home too

- you probably steal his clothes more than you should, and he yells at you for it but you know he doesn’t care because he likes the way you look in his tee’s

- calling your mom and then she cuts you off the ask if Namjoon has been eating well, and you’re like…anyways

- “eating your p-” “shut the hell up, jimin”

- y'all probably don’t ever go clubbing together because if you do, Namjoon broke 7 glasses, he hit a girl in her titty cause he was trying to moon walk, it’s a mess just stay home

- sitting on his lap while you guys watch your favorite movies together and his hand makes little trails up and down your back

- throwing kisses to him whenever you’re in the audience and namjoon catches them and everyone’s like ueugh u guys r so gross

- buying little icecream treats together but 5 seconds later he’s covered in chocolate, so you gotta carry around fucking wipes like he’s a baby

- him helping you study but you can’t focus on it anyways cause you’re staring at his lips and he acts so exasperated but he likes it on the dl

- sometimes his vocabulary in English will fail him and you’ll both go around trying to guess the word he was looking for

- Jin coming over to help you clean up because he understands who you live with

- opening up his computer and it’s so fucking slow and you tease him about viruses from porn and he gets all upset and in his feelings

- sometimes when you’re both falling asleep together he’ll reach over and grip you in this tight hug all night but you love it cause you feel safe

- daily texts from him even if he’s working because he’s like, dead set on not ignoring you for work and even though you tell him it’s fine, he still makes sure you know you’re #1

- having to stock up on Spider-Man band aids cause he don’t know how to not hurt himself

- you probably come home and have to kick Yoongi and him off your bed because they fell asleep from the night before

- massaging his shoulders the day he has a showcase while he sighs all dramatically because he doesn’t wanna leave you

- driving him around in the car, while he’s all in ya face singing songs and he doesn’t stop until y'all almost crash lmao

- planning trips together all the time and staring up at the stars while he tells you all his big dreams

- but then jimin almost hurts himself jumping off the roof so you have to leave him to tend to a crying baby

- his hands are always very cold so you jump whenever he touches you sometimes and namjoon thinks it’s the cutest thing ever

- namjoon bringing you giant helpings of food like you can’t even finish what he brings you but he’s still trying to fork food into your mouth lmao

- walking on the beach together until Namjoon basically trips you and you got sand in ya mouth

- bringing the boys coffee and when they all finally stop hanging off of you Namjoon’s just smiling at you because he’s not the only one who loves you and it’s important to him you get along with everyone else cause you’re a permanent part of his life

- begging him to let you listen to some of his new music and then when he finally lets you he shows you his newest song and it’s so sweet and beautiful and it almost brings you to tears and when you ask him the title he tentatively tells you it’s named after you and then you’re on the floor sobbing and namjoon doesn’t know what to do

- sometimes you get too drunk and super giggly and namjoon has to fight you from jumping off the roof this time

- “y/n, if you come down you can have kisses”

- you scrambling down and namjoon is laughing while he pulls you into his arms and carries you inside while the rest of the boys hoot and holler in the background

- your friends sniff you and then they eye you like …are U wearing his cologne….and you’re all shifty eyed like hahahahaha no what ahahha maybe

- namjoon tossing you his phone to answer and when you answer it you’re all confused but it’s Jackson on the other line like “is my buddy namjoon there?????” And he’s in the background like no, no I’m not, tell him

- smacking his lips at you like he’s sneaky whenever you tell him to pick up his clothes from the bathroom floor

- trying to take showers and then you see his head pop in like…u need some help washing ya hair??? I can assist if u need it

- fan taken photos of y'all, like it goes from cute hand holding and kisses but then they got shots of namjoon tripping you and your ass falling on the floor

- blushing whenever he tells you how beautiful you are, while jimin and Taehyung fake gag in the background

- baby kisses on his cheeks when he’s too tired to even move himself from the couch.

- reminding him everyday that he’s the cutest thing you’ve ever seen while he’s just like oh stop it...but really tho?? Lmao

- being fake deep together when its like 2am outside and y’all getting all political about bread or some shit, go to bed

- namjoon the type to sleep in an “x” position and take up ALL the room and you gotta remember you love him

- having his photocards but you dont tell him, until hoseok outs you one day smh but its okay cause namjoon adores you just as much

- namjoon is such a cute little boyfriend, like there’s always that outer exterior that he tries to pretend he has but you really know he’s such a sweetheart and he shows you himself even when he’s vulnerable and you can’t contain your love for him either because your his entire moon and stars and it's 

Celestial love.

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Pairing : Chuck, Gabriel
Word count : 386
Author : Mel
Request : When talking to @bigdaddymongoose about the requests, we discovered, we needed more Gabe. -  After catching up, Gabe admits to Chuck he loves reader

‘She’s Leaving, Dean’ 1 year celebration!

“This one’s more demony then the rest huh?” Lyle nodded. “Well, don’t tell your mom I said this, but you are the cutest little Anti-Christ I’ve ever met. If you tell her, I will deny it.” He smirked at the baby in his arms. “Your mama holds a spot in my heart kid. And I hope you little rascals worm your way in there too.”

Gabe hadn’t lied about that. You did have a place in his heart. He had been so glad to hear you were doing good when he came back. Grinned when he saw you sleeping in that bed. But most of all, he loved how your face lit up seeing him.

“Gabriel? What are you doing here?”

He shook his head, looking out over the cliff. “Nothing. Waiting. Thinking.”

“I figured you would be out wreaking havoc, not sitting here. What is bothering you, my son?” Chuck sat down next to him. “Are you not happy to be back? It took a lot out of me to bring you. They need you in-”

“I love her.  If a celestial being can love, I love her.”

Chuck sighed, and looked out into the distance. “I know.”

“You really tied her to them?” He looked at Chuck.

Chuck nodded. “It was what was needed. The blood line must continue, Gabriel.”

“But why her?”

“You know why.” Chuck looked at his youngest archangel.

Gabe looked ahead again, then heard you call out to him. Gabe. Kids are home. They’re in the bath playing. I can call when they get out if you want. “Hey dad, mind doing a favor for your favorite son?”

“I don’t have a fav-”

“We both know that’s a lie. But let a guy pretend it’s him, huh?”

Chuck chuckled. “I’ll see what I can do.”

Gabe told them stories until they fell asleep. Rayne, then Anna. He got them in their beds, then continued telling Johnny. He was far too excited to sleep. Gabe smiled when he looked down, and Johnny’s eyes were closed. He gently tucked him in, “Good night, sweet prince.” He stood and walked out.

“Night Daddy Abriel.”

Gabe froze, and slowly turned. He watched Johnny, who’s sleepy hooded eyes were on him. “What do you see?”

“You see soon too. Night.” Johnny closed his eyes again.

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anonymous asked:

Hv or Rena just did an article with billboard and it's honestly the biggest bs I've ever read

its just rena who did the interview with billboard

so after reading not even the first paragraph, i realised something

i dont know if HV even realise what theyre writing about anymore. they believe theyre writing about something good, theyre so caught up in everything they dont even realise what message theyre putting out there

“decries immature teenage males and showcases the band’s recent swivel to more synth-based pop music. Singer-bassist Rena Lovelis, who stars in the “Guys My Age” video and hopes the song snaps some “selfish, lazy dudes” awake, tells Billboard that August’s Brand New Moves EP indicates where the band will go on its debut album” 

okay but it doesnt. one verse has the lines

“guys me age… dont know how to need me, how to please me, how to tease me” that has absolutely nothing to do with immaturity 

(although if we’re being picky, smoking weed isnt immature, hanging out with his friends instead of his girlfriend isnt immature, and not holding you ‘like a woman’ isnt immature)

Its not about selfish, lazy dudes, it never even mentions laziness or selfishness in the damn song

“I think our idea was just about writing from personal experience,” says Lovelis, who formed Hey Violet out of the ashes of the band Cherri Bomb with her sister Nia, as well as Miranda Miller and Casey Moreta. “We’ve been in this situation before — we had people writing songs for us, older guys, and they didn’t understand young teenage girls at all, and it was really weird.”

they didnt form the bloody band, they kicked someone out, got casey, then changed the name when they got discovered

“didnt understand young teenage girls at all” okay but

1) casey isnt a girl

2) they might not understand what goes on in your mind but theyre old enough to understand that a young teenage girls life shouldnt revolve around sex and relationships, hence why they never wrote it

(self side note, theyre trying to be older/ come off older than they are and theyre not, i think they need to realise how young they are and how at that age, immaturity is okay)

“I think we’ve gotten to a place where we can speak from our souls and just write songs that mean something to us, and that can mean something to our fans. We wanted to write an alternative-pop EP, and I think we successfully did that. You can hear that they’re our voices.”

so fuqboi is from your soul? its your true voice? well i think that says a lot about you, pyrena

and if we’re being literal with the whole “hear that theyre our voices” thing

give me one track from your HV discography that isnt edited in some way to change your voice

“Turning away from pop-punk and taking more ownership of their writing process came after Hey Violet spent much of the past two years on tour supporting 5 Seconds of Summer, who signed the group to its Hi Or Hey Records imprint on Capitol in March 2015.”

“taking more ownership” so they were forced to write “pop-punk” music? oh whatever for /:

"It was really nice to have musicians that are around our age and took us under their wings – they’re like big brothers to us,” says Lovelis. "There’s been a bunch of advice that they’ve given us, but what’s stuck out to us have been things like, ‘Artists feel things a million times more than other people do. It’s in our nature, and you just have to embrace it.’ I thought that was really cool, because sometimes I get into these whirlpools of, ‘What do I want to write about?’ and feel blocked. They showed me that I just need to let it be.”

okay but michael literal ignores you, luke doesnt mention you anymore and calum does pr with nia

“let it be” rena this is really showing your true colours here

“With two EPs released over the past two years, Hey Violet is ready to put out its proper debut album — hopefully, says Lovelis, in early 2017. "We literally have enough songs for three albums now,” she says. “It’s just a matter of going through them, seeing which ones are ready for the album, and which ones need a little tweaking. It’s like choosing your favorite child — you can’t do it. You have to choose songs, but all of the songs mean something to you.”

but theyre not ready to put out an album

last interview, they said enough songs for two albums and we were suppose to have the album ages ago, so why dont we?

oh yeah, right

because youre losing more fans than you are gaining them

“need a little tweaking”

but if youre “speaking from your souls” they shouldnt need tweaking? oh, unless you meant your voice needs tweaking during audio editing and mixing

i get you, pyrena, i understand chu

“In the meantime, Hey Violet has enjoyed perusing the fan reactions to the “Guys My Age” song and video on social media, and seeing how often their subject hits close to home.”


"We get tweets all the time from people who are like, ‘I know exactly who I’m thinking about when I’m listening to this song,’ or ‘Hey Violet, you explained my relationship perfectly!’” says Lovelis with a laugh. "I think we’ve all been in those relationships. And it’s not even just about guys – girls can get selfish in relationships and not give a guy the attention he needs. It’s basically just saying, ‘Hold out for something better, because you should be made a priority.’”


its about sex and having your partners life revolve around you

young teenage girls shouldnt be feeling that but they are because youre influencing it, whether you mean to or not, you are.

Reasons i love luke hemmings

Remember all those times i said you literally were not ready to talk luke hemmings and my love for him with me? Well. I think nows a better time than ever. Here we go..

- his singing (obviously): luke’s singing was the first thing to draw me in with this kid i remember watching his old fetus covers and absolutely falling in love with fetus luke’s voice (like honestly fetus luke has my heart) and now that he’s grown into his voice more and has learned how to use it he’s honestly one of my favorite voices in music in general. Aside from his stage and recorded singing that video of him singing in 5sosonthewall????? Like that was just his normal, casual, singing-for-no-reason voice and wowowoww it literally gave me chills i can listen to that boy sing for days

- his sense of humor: anyone who knows me knows i love lame jokes that people normally respond to ‘shut up’ with and luke is full of those types of jokes! Which he clearly gets from equally adorably lame parents. But he’s not only lame nacho cheese jokes and bad puns, he can also be quite witty and it all comes natural so much so that he doesn’t even realize he’s being funny half the time until someone laughs (then he gets all proud and cute and in his head is probably like ‘damn hemmings, you are one funny guy’ like please i love him hes such a dork)

- he’s so smart!: he likes to downplay it a lot which i honestly will never understand but it’s okay because the other boys do enough bragging for him they love making sure everyone knows their little brainy boy is the smartest in the band and he likes documentaries and he managed to finish his schooling all while this big life changing career started to build around him and wow im honestly in such awe of him and his character as a person which leads me to my next one..

- his personality: he’s literally one the sweetest most gentlemanly-est teenage boys you’ll come across. It’s literally just in his nature to be nice to everyone and kiss boys cheeks no hesitation because they’re fans too and why wouldn’t he kiss their cheek? I bet not kissing that fans cheek hadn’t even crossed his mind for even a second. He also does this thing where he tries to make fans feel a little more at ease when they’re especially emotional with like little jokes and hugs and aws and are you okays and hes just so sweet please bless liz and andy because they raised such a lovely boy

- his laugh!!!!: there’s laughs where he throws his head back squeezes his eyes shut and sounds like a loser and there’s laughs that are more giggles and i dont know which i love more because both are so adorable to encounter and you cant help but fall a little harder for the nerd every single time

A few more lil things:

- his cute feetsie thing he does

- his literal ocean of eyes

- the cute lil white spot on his front tooth

- his cute lil boopy nose

- his adorable knobby knees

- his cute lil tush

- not necessarily his beard but his proudness about about it

- ..ok the beards pretty nice

- the cute pout he does in selfies

- the lil one eye squint he does when he sticks his tongue out

- hiS dIMPLE!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!

- the way his hair curls when it grows out!!!!

- his cute lil tummy

- his super broad swimmer shoulders

- his chest freckles!!!!!!!!!¡¡¡¡!!!!

- the crack in his voice when he sings with everything he has

- his general stage presence

- his growing confidence 😍

- his love for his family and the way he’s super family oriented

- his love for his old pup molly!

- his music taste

- his really weird faces he likes to randomly make

- the fact that he’s literally those huge dogs that think they’re tiny lap dogs

Got a bit carried away but how someone could literally hate this boy is absolutely beyond me????? Feel free to add some of your own favorite luke things!!!! (:

1/14/2017 mode of Uroboros @ Zepp Nagoya (day 2)


let’s go

first of all. it was SNOWING AND FREEZING ALL DAY. i’m surprised we all survived. kyo tweeted right after the show telling us to be careful going home and not to catch a cold. he CARES

ANYWAy setlist was as follows:

Doukoku to sarinu
Revelation of mankind

Sustain the untruth

exciting live report under here:

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{Requested by anon :3}

You were quietly sitting in your room. Always you picked to sit right in the middle of your bed, it was always the perfect spot where you could clearly look out your window. The sun was shining brightly, the sky was a very soft blue. The sun may have been bright outside, but inside of you, was nothing but pure darkness and depression. Not a single speck of light inside of you. There was no room for it. You sighed as you saw girls your age walking happily together, laughing and sharing secrets. You wished you could do that, but there was no way you can, not with the way sadness you were feeling. You havent been able to understand why you felt so much pain in your heart. You didnt even feel like you had a whole heart like everyone else, you felt like you had pieces of it.

The only thing that managed to put at least a slight smile on your face was the music of your fav band Black Veil Brides. Your favorite song was “Lost It All.” It was a song that you kept playing over and over until you were a bit tired from listening to it.
You pressed play on your phone and the beautifully written lyrics filled up your ears. “Who can save me now?…” those words echoed inside of your head day and night. You felt like nobody could save you, nobody could make you happy, not even yourself. You felt like you had absolutely no hope.
Even when you tried to talk to your mother and father about what you are feeling, trying to pour your heart out to them, it never worked. They never really listend to you, to them it was just a phase you were going through. A phase that has been going on for years.
Suddenly the amazing song was interrupted by a phone call from your best friend Jasmine. You sighed of frustration, you honestly did not feel like talking to anybody at the moment.
“Hello?” You dully greeted.
“Hey (Y/N).”
“Hi Jasmine, whats up?”
“Nothing, just wanted to tell you the greatest news ever!!” She yelled excited.
You rolled your eyes, “What is it?”
“I got us tickets to go see Black Veil Brides!! Front row baby!!” She shouted. Your eyes widend, you even felt yourself running out of breath. There was complete silence for a moment, the only sound that was heard was the pouding of your heart in your chest.
“Are you…fucking…kidding me?..” you finally asked breaking the silence.
“Oh thank God I thought you died for a moment there!”
“I think I did…how the hell did you get tickets?!”
Jasmine giggled, “Does it matter how I got them (Y/N)? The important thing is you and I get to go!! Come on be happy for once in your life!”
You laughed a little. “I am, trust me.” You assured her. “Awesome, see you tomorrow.” Were her last words before hanging up.

The next night, for the first time in a while, you felt joy in your heart, a sense of happiness filled you up inside.
“Finally…” you whispered as you looked at yourself in the mirror making sure everything was on point.
You had never been to a BVB concert before in your life, and now the day you dreamed of was finally here.
An hour later you and Jasmine had arrived at the concert. Just like she had promised, the two of you were in the front row.
Fans all around you screaming for them shouting, “BVB!! BVB!! BVB!!” this whole moment felt like a dream to you. A beautiful dream. You felt your heart skip beats when everyone started screaming their heads up. You turn your head back to the stage and out came your five favorite men. You didnt even scream because you were left speechless.

“Oh my gosh…” you whispered breathless. They began the show with the song “Fallen Angels.” Which was also one of your favorites. After that was, Perfect Weapon, Ressurect The Sun, New Year’s day, In The End, Set The World on Fire and many more. You were having the time of your life. And your best friend was very happy to finally see a smile on your face.
Then came that moment, that beautiful moment when they began to sing your favorite song of all.
“I ruled the world, with these hands I shook the heavens to the ground…” Andy’s beautiful voice sang. You felt the tears running down your soft face when you heard the words…
“Then I lost it all, dead and broken my, back’s against the wall, cut me open Im, just trying to breathe, just trying to figure it out, because I built these walls to watch them crumble down I said, then I lost it all…and who can save me now?…”
It was official, you were blubbering like a baby. Crying worse than a five year old. As they were singing the second verse Andy happend to notice you and your waterfall of tears. He bent down and sang closer to you, he extended his hand and without hesitation you grabbed it.

The entire time he was singing he caressed it and he even pulled you closer. This was all very unreal to you.
Even more unreal when he pulled you up stage. As the guys were playing their instruments Andy took a break from singing and pulled you close, “Whats wrong sweetheart? Why are you crying?” He asked in your ear over the loud music wiping away your tears with this thumbs. You went closer to his hear and explained everything you have been feeling lately.
It really touched his heart and broke it at the same time. He gave you a very tight hug and rubbed your back as he spoke to you, “You are important honey, you are very important thats why you are alive up to this day, you are beautiful and perfect, there is aboslutely nothing wrong with you okay?” He tells you. You nodded and hugged him for a really long time.
Andy held the microphone close to his mouth once more.
“Alright everybody listen up, I just wanted to tell every single person that is here tonight, that we love you and dont ever think for one second that you are not important, that you are nothing! Because let me tell you something! You are perfect! And no matter how many people tell you otherwise! Absolutely nobody and I mean NOBODY can change that fact!!” Everyone cheered and clapped at his amazing words.

He turned to the guys and motioned them over away from their instruments. “Now I want everyone here to do me a favor! I want everybody to grab each other’s hands and tell the person next to you that they are perfect in every way! We are going to sing the bridge to this song all together!! Lets do it!”
Everyone did as they were told. You were hugged by the rest of the guys and they each told you how perfect you are. You held Ashley’s and Jake’s hands and everyone in the audience swayed side to side and Andy sang,
“I believe! That we all fall down sometimes!!”
You were now crying tears of joy and had a huge smile across your lovely face. This was surely a night you would never forget, and now you could honestly say…
That you are happy, and this beautiful band saved you in every way possible.

(Too adorable, love this request :3)

The great escape || m.c.

Originally posted by calumxhoood

Keeping secrets from everyone is frustrating and risky, having to sneak out the bedroom window every night because it was the only way she could be with Michael and y/n’s parents never suspecting a thing. But telling stories and keeping lies was overwhelming. But they always fall for it, for now. 

Y/n’s been gone for hours, her parents thinking that she’s at a friends house working on a project for class. But instead laying in Michael’s queen size bed with her leg wrapped around his waist, resting her head on his chest listening to his steady heartbeat. They just laid in silence together with Green Day quietly playing from his phone. “I’m taking you somewhere nice for our two year anniversary.” Michael said breaking the silence. Y/n looked up at Michael, “Oh where are we going?” 

“I’m taking you somewhere nice, like really nice.” he emphasized. A smile plastering her face leaning in for a soft kiss. “I cant wait Clifford.” 

Michael let a soft chuckle connecting his lips with hers. Y/n scooted closer positioning herself to sit on top of Michael, straddling his waist slowly grinding, feeling his prominent bulge. “Oh my god.” Michael grunted, holding onto her waist. His fingers fiddling with her tank top, lifting it over her head. “No bra huh?” smirking at y/n. She rolled her eyes playfully, “Shut up and kiss me.” until something buzzed on the nightstand, seeing the caller ID of y/n’s dad. “Fuck.” jumping off his lap to get the phone, “Turn the music off!” she panicked before answering the phone. 

“Hey dad-no-I’m at y/f/n working on a project-well can I stay longer it really has to be done. Okay-fine-bye.” then the call ended, “I have to go.” 

“Seriously like this?”Michael complained, looking at his bulge, “Sorry Mikey.” grabbing her shirt off the floor. “I’ll drive you home, it’s dark out.” he suggested grabbing the keys off the table. 

The car ride back was silent, no music playing and no one talking. Just the sound of wind hitting her face looking out the streetlights not wanting to go back. “Y/n when are we going to tell people-about us.” 

Michael always asked that question, he hated keeping secrets as much as she did and Michael wanted the world to know she was his. He couldnt even tell his best mates, Calum, Ashton, and Luke knowing that it would get out in some way. 

“I dont know.” letting out a sigh, Michael nodded his head holding the steering wheel tighter. “Well, I’m tired of hiding things from people.” 

“Yeah but how do I explain to my parents I’m dating a high school drop out who joined a band with tattoos, piercings, and colored hair. It’s kinda the opposite of what my parents want me to date Mike.” 

“They will have to understand one day that your dating me.” 

“Michael they dont even want me being friends with people like that okay. I’m supposed to be the good girl with good grades, being daddy’s favorite.” 

 Michael laughed, “We all know that’s a lie.”

The car slowed down stopping a block from your house, so that your parents woudnt be suspicious to who dropped you off. Turning off the ignition Michael let out a sigh of disappointment, he hated keeping secrets but it was for y/n’s safety. “I’m sorry Mikey. I-just dont want them to be upset. Or even kick me out.” 

“I understand.” 

“Thanks.” giving him a good night kiss, “I love you.” 

“I love you too.” giving her a hug, seeing her walk out the door walking back home safe. 

Y/n was picking out different outfits for tonight and thinking of accuses for why she going to be gone for hours or even for a day. Michael was supposed to be down the street in an hour ready to go so she chose something Michael would like. In the middle of applying mascara her dad yelled her name to come down to the living room, he sounded furious thinking he was going to yell at her for something she did. Y/n placed the mascara away, heading to the living room, “Wha-” she paused seeing who was at the door. And there he was, Michael Clifford at her doorstep wearing his usual attire of a leather jacket, band shirt, and those tight jeans. Standing there with that stupid smirk on his face, knowing he purposely did this, “Hey baby.” Y/n honestly wanted to punch that smile off his face right about now. Her parents stood in front of her confused and her dad raging. “He came to our door saying he was here for a date.” 

She looked at Michael in disbelief, “What the hell Michael, what part of secret did you not understand.” 

“I told you I cant hide this anymore.” he told her. “And your idea to tell my parents is to show up at my door!”  shouting at him. “Y/n what is going on here, and I better get the truth.” her dad warned with his arms crossed. 

“Michael and I been seeing each for a while now-and.”  she was stuttering, petrified to what her dad was going to say about this. “And-we’ve been dating for two years.” she confessed, “It’s our two year anniversary.” The both of them just stood there baffled, not knowing what to say. “Really? Him? What do you even do for a living Michael.” 

“I actually dropped out of high school to join a band.” Michael interrupted, “Were going to become big one day.” smiling at her dad. 

“Your not helping Mike.” y/n angered. 

“Great a drop out, just what my daughter needs. He has nothing to provide you, he’s going to end up homeless playing the guitar and your going to be by his side? We raised you better than that y/n.” 

“Why does it matter, I’m not going to date some rich guy like mom and end up being miserable for the rest of my life.” 

“That’s not true, I’m very happy with your father.” her mom defended. Y/n scoffed rolling her eyes. “Yeah keep telling yourself that.” 

“Your not going anywhere with him, its over. This ends now.”  

“No, I’m not leaving him, I love him.” trying to reason with her dad. 

“Please you dont even know what love is, he probably doesnt love you the way he says he does.” 

“ Look, mr. y/l/n your right, I love her more than that. Words cant express the how much I love her.” Hearing Michael say that made your heart flutter, you ran to Michael giving him a huge hug, he picked you up off your feet kissing you not caring if your parents were right there. “I love you so much.” 

“I want you to leave. Now before I call the cops.” your dad angered, “And dont you ever come near my daughter again.” Michael exhaled, not wanting to fight anymore, “I’m sorry y/n.” 

“Michael please dont leave.” you begged, tears threatening to come down, “Please-dont leave.” grabbing his hand but he wouldnt listen, “I’m coming with you!” she blurted out suddenly not even thinking about it. Michael looked at you like you were crazy. “Baby this-” but she interrupted, “No I’m tired of my parents and everyone else telling me what to do, I just want to with you.” 

“Are you sure?” holding her hand, “I dont want you to think I’m forcing you.” 

“Yes just get me out of here.” she pleaded. Michael agreed, and she quickly went to her room packing her belongings, y/n’s parents tried to stop you but of course she ignored them. She’s done living up to their exceptions and Michael was there with her  helping her pack. He grabbed her by the waist stopping her from packing looking her in the eyes, “I know I cant promise the world to you or anything, but believe me when I say I’ll try to give you anything my princess wants and I will to protect you. I promise.”

“As long as I’m with you then I’ll be happy.” she grinned. 

“God I love you.” Michael said kissing her forehead. “And were still celebrating our anniversary dont worry, I have something special planned.” smiling at her seeing the excitement in her eyes. “Ready to go?” 

Y/n nodded grabbing her suitcase off the bed, looking at the room for the last time, knowing she cant go back, “Let’s go.”  Michael followed her to the door, both mom and dad were in the living room waiting for y/n to come out, “If you leave this house, you are never coming back.” She chuckled holding onto the door handle, “I wasnt planning on it.” 

Y/n never talked to her parents after that night, they didnt want anything to do with her anymore and she didnt care. It was the best moment of her life because five years she was there cheering her husband and the rest of the band on who became big, playing for thousands. Three months pregnant with his son. 

A/N: This is a mess omg. Still hoped you enjoyed. xxx

MTV Interview on AOL with Jared Leto - really really old one

This is the MTV interview on AOL with the world’s finest guy, Jared Leto. It gives you an idea of what his personality is like. Enjoy!

do you plan on doing any movies? I would love to see you on the big screen
JARED LET0: Yes, I just did a little part in a movie called How To Make an American Quilt.

JARED LET0: I’m typing this myself so bear with me

Duckworm: Do you think it’s difficult playing someone younger than you really are?


Duckworm: Did getting one of People’s “50 Most Beautiful People” inflate your ego?

JARED LET0: No not at all, I thought it was actually kind of silly

Jbrice: what is your favorite band or musician?


MARGO PRO: What were you like growing up?

JARED LET0: confused

FreFrawn: Jared, are you ever online???

JARED LET0: a couple times, but never as myself

Sheryl555: Hi Jared, I just started watching your show on MTV a few weeks ago and I think it is absolutely great. What kind
of jobs have you held before you were on MSCL?

JARED LET0: not many acting jobs but I was a dishwasher when I was 12

NtvBornTX: What was your first kiss like??? :-)

JARED LET0: bad and sloppy

Snwboard7: Do you snowboard?

JARED LET0: yes a lot!

HAPPEY: Jared..hi..I’m here to tell you, from all my friends, that we love’re beautiful.. but you’ve got to loose the
beard!!we’ve had like whole conversations about it! please think it over! will you?

JARED LET0: sorry but #1 I hate shaving and….

WmElliott: Jared, what do you think of all the on-line efforts to celebrate and save “My So Called Life”?

JARED LET0: I think its an interesting phenomenon

Snicker23: I have never done anything normal. I missed my prom. I was wondering if you went to yours and if so, how did it

JARED LET0: I never went to a prom and besides who wants to be NORMAL?

LIBRA136: When is your Birthday?

JARED LET0: 12-26-71

Katie 105: What were you like in your own high school days? Were you popular or what? A jock?

JARED LET0: no, not at all.I was the total opposite of a jock in school.I like to hang out with the freaks

KUMPJ: Jared, I am a really big fan of yours, do you have a fan mail address?

JARED LET0: No I don’t really get into that sort of thing.

Gabriellr: how do you like being sooooooooooo cute

JARED LET0: Well I don’t feel cute at all, but thank you.

KMurthy: You are the best reason to watch MSCL. Are they going to get it back on?

JARED LET0: I have no idea but we should know on may 16

MinneyB: What do you like most about MSCL?

JARED LET0: the honesty

Jared, did you have any feelings for Claire Danes

JARED LET0: I’m in love with Claire

Catberrey: at this point, would all the cast members return if “MS-CL” is picked up again?

JARED LET0: I think so

ZTREBOR: do you eat vegetables???!!what is your favorite one and why??????

JARED LET0: I love veggies, and I like popcorn the best!

JessC25: Hey there Jared! Great show! I heard you were doing some stuff with music! How is that going?

JARED LET0: good I am just writing a lot of songs now and I might put out an album if anyone cares


Boydsters: What turns you on most about a girl??

BLONDY15: : In real life, would you be interested in someone like Angela or Rayanne?

JARED LET0: maybe

Serinki: what’s it like knowing that tons of females ranging in age worship you?

JARED LET0: I don’t really think like that, but thank you

Ejb1995: I read somewhere that you were going to SVA, what did you want to do?

JARED LET0: I wanted to be a film maker

Krojb: I have to know. What’s it like to kiss Claire Danes?

JARED LET0: its nice she is a good kisser

JesuzLuvs: Jared- Do you understand that MSCL is a cult show. I have worshiped it ever since the firs episode. Every
episode we burn another candle. WE LOVE YOU ALL

Gin6T9: Jared, do you wear boxers or briefs? sorry if that’s too personal

JARED LET0: neither

Bobbo20: Do you eat Spam?

JARED LET0: never SPAM is disgusting

LoveJooky: Jared, you have lovely hair. What products do you use?

JARED LET0: usually just auto grease or lard

NAT4485 How old are you and how did you get into acting? Do you have a steady


GAP fan: How many words a minute can you type?

JARED LET0: maybe 2 or 3

Rheumatic: If your life was a book, what would the title be, and what would happen on page 129??

JARED LET0: the title would be “ ”

Laure41F: Do you believe in fate?


Jared Leto plays Jordan Catalano on “My So Called Life”

NtvBornTX: Who is your favorite actress in Hollywood????

JARED LET0: I like several-Holly Hunter, Glenn Close, Julliet Lewis……..

Spi Chic2: Who is your favorite cartoon character?

JARED LET0: The fabulous furry freak bros.

SadWinter: Jordan is a very interesting person. how would you compare yourself with him?

PHRmail: Who is Shannon Leto, who took your picture for People?

JARED LET0: Shannon Leto is my brother. He also played Shane on the show

JENNPAL: which my so called life episode is your favorite?

JARED LET0: the last one

Are you talkative in real life?

JARED LET0: sometimes

Lolly887: what are your interests besides acting?

JARED LET0: music

TDPeters: Do you feel the show is a realistic portrayal of today’s high school students?

JARED LET0: yes and no

Sunn11589: Yiu have a beautiful voice, do you plan on making any albums?

JARED LET0: thank you. I think so, but dont look for me in some slicked out commercial video

PRubin124: are you in New York or California right now?


Boydsters: what are your dreams and aspirations?

JARED LET0: that’s a little to complicated to talk about on the computer

Tofutti 10: when was your first big break?

JARED LET0: it was MSCL, 2 years ago

RobPerez: Did you go to Longfellow Intermediate in McLean?

JARED LET0: yeah


: I don’t think that has any real value to me as an actor, however if anything positive comes out as a
result then that is great

X grrl 7: what kind of donuts do you like?

JARED LET0: Jelly filled YUM.

TermXXX: I know this girl that Jared Leto hit on in a club named Element in NYC and then Her boyfriend punched him right in the face. I want to know if it hurt because he is pretty big and you are pretty scrawny

JARED LET0: that never happened

Mushroom0: What do you think is the best thing that has happened in your life?

VenusGirl: How do you like AOL?

JARED LET0: I think its interesting

BelindaW: Are you really as shy as they say, and if so, how do you deal with all this attention?

: I just sit back and deal with it the best I can.

JARED LET0: from audition
Yep, just say a goodbye thing if you want…

Thanks to Jared Leto for coming to the MTV Arena

: thanks to everyone who showed up…bye

5sos Preference - Lost at a Concert [4/4] [Requested]


Duuude you should do a 4/4 or whatever you feel of where they think they lost you like at a venue or at night and they start freaking out but u just abandoned his lame ass for a party. but for realz if that happened they would be so worried for u and aww it would be adorbs. if you dont want to thats fine too babes anyways I heart you you are my favorite blog on this site so stay gold ponyboy <3


ok i’m pretty sure I know what you mean by this but if not feel free to yell at me or something, whatever suits your fancy

also im so sorry this took so long, love!! I am so slow at writing things please forgive me

there’s nothing cuter than those little munchkins being all worried i completely agree with you

also thank you for saying i’m your favourite blog you’re my favourite person isn’t it funny how that works out

link to my masterlist - x


pls excuse any errors it’s like 5 am

Lucifer - 

When your boyfriend asked you to accompany him to his latest show that night, you of course agreed. You were nothing but supportive of your boyfriend and his band’s antics, although they were time-consuming and sometimes interfered with your relationship, you would stick with him through it all. 

It just so happened, though, that you were a little bored, just waiting around as he and his mates were “banding,” doing a sound check in preparation for their show.

You understood, really, that the sound had to be at peak quality for all the fans, because they certainly had paid enough to come see them, and you couldn’t help but feel a little guilty, because you were so bored. There was nothing to do. Your boyfriend was only paying attention to his friends, who were messing up their songs on purpose and laughing and telling jokes. You sighed. Any other day you would have joined in on their jokes, but tonight was different. You were only so bored because had you knew your friend’s birthday party was happening that night, not even far from your boyfriend’s concert venue.

You could probably sneak away and return in time to watch the show…

Just a few minutes wouldn’t hurt, right? 

You tried to catch Luke’s attention, however he seemed to be too focused on his guitar and his mates to see you standing there waving at him and calling his name.

Fine. Whatever. He probably wouldn’t even notice you’d left.

So you disappeared with a nod from the security guard, walking down the pavement to the nightly scene.The smell of alcohol and cigarettes filled the air, seeing as how there were a few bars and clubs dotted along the street. You weaved through the people to find the club your friend’s party was at, and to your dismay, a long queue ahead of it. 

“(Y/N)!” Your friend called out, waving and jumping manically as you notice her. “Come on, (Y/N)! You’re with me!” So you followed her inside, and headed straight for the bar for celebratory birthday shots, although you restricted yourself to a lower number than your friend, insisting that you couldn’t stay for long; you were needed back at the venue.

You and you friends in your drunken state had discovered the dance floor, and decided that you just had to show off your killer moves. 

You’d even been grinding on a few guys, although you weren’t really conscious of it. You figured Luke would understand; it didn’t mean anything, and he knew what tequila did to you. After a while, your conscious returned, although the faint buzz in your tummy stayed, and you left the floor and turned on your phone to check the time. 

It was 22.54.

You’d completely lost track of time, and your boyfriend had left your fourteen text messages, eight missed calls and two voicemails, all with the same contents - 

Where are you? Are you okay?

His show had started at 21.00. You were nearly two hours late, you’d probably missed the whole show by now. 

In a rush you said goodbye to your friends, wishing her a happy birthday before making a dash for the concert venue. The band could be heard from outside of it, and you almost breathed a sigh of relief knowing that you hadn’t missed the entire show.

By the time you’d weaved past security, insisting that you were Luke’s girlfriend, and found your way through the multiple doors to the main stage, they were on the encore.

Luke kept stealing glances at you, a mix between anger and worry and relief. 

As the final chord rang out and the boys rushed off stage, your boyfriend encased you in a hug.

“Where the hell did you go?” He asked, talking into your shoulder. “You weren’t here when we went on stage. I was so worried, babe." 

"I was fine. There was a party and-" 

"You ditched me, for a party?” He frowned. “You’ve been drinking." 

"Well, yeah but-" 

"Do you have any idea what could’ve happened to you? Oh my god, you could’ve been, I don’t even want to think about it!" 

"Luke, it’s alright. I’m fine. It was my friend’s birthday, so I went down there and drank a little, I mean, not a lot, but-" 

"You reek of tequila.”

“Okay, so maybe we had a few shots, but I swear, Luke, I mean, I’m here, I’m fine." 

He sighed. “You missed the show.” 

"I’m sorry, I honestly lost track of time,” You pouted your lips, hoping it’d smooth over his anger. 

“You could’ve at least told me you were leaving,” He whined. 

“I did! Well, I tried to, but you weren’t paying attention so I just left.” You shrugged. 

“Next time, just tell me, alright? You’re my good luck charm; what am I supposed to do when you’re not here?” He smiled sheepishly, intertwining your hands with a few gagging noises from his mates behind you as they began to tease you. 

You pressed a kiss to his cheek just for emphasis. “I’m sorry, Luke. Forgive me?” 

He nodded, pulling you towards him and kissing your head as his arms wrapped around you. 


Daddy Ashton

Ever since joining your boyfriend on tour, you’d gone with him to every one of his shows, every one of his promos, everywhere you could go with him that wouldn’t infringe on him or make you seem too clingy. Usually, it was per his request that you went along with him. He loved having you around, since with his busy schedule you hardly had time for each other.

But you were in New York for a few days, and what better way to spend the night than at a club, with your friends who just happened to live closeby? You knew Ashton would never agree to it. He had a concert tonight, and you were sure he’d be dragging you along with him. But you’d been to every one of his shows, and the repetitiveness of it all was getting to you. It was different for him, since he was the only playing, enjoying his fans and his fame and his drums, but you wanted to see something other than inside a venue. 

You’d asked him about it before, just going out on one of the days he had off of shows but after shows he was “too tired” and “just wanted to rest on his days off, not go out.” You understood. He lived a very hectic lifestyle. 

But if he wasn’t going to go with you, you were fine with going by yourself. 

So when your boyfriend started pacing around your hotel room getting ready and wondered why you weren’t dressed out of your pyjamas yet, you blatantly lied.

“I don’t feel well,” You pouted. “Is it alright if I stay here for this one?" 

"Sure, babe.” He frowned, placing a sweet kiss to your forehead. “Feel better, alright? I’ll be back before you know it, we can cuddle and watch a movie or something.” You nodded, liking his plan, and the second he shut the door behind him, you got ready for a night out.

You felt terrible, really. You shouldn’t have lied. He might’ve understood if you told the truth, but what you were really scared of was him getting offended that you’d rather go clubbing than see him perform, which wasn’t true. You just wanted a break from all the venues and concerts and sound checks, and maybe have a little fun instead. And maybe that little fun involved a little alcohol. 

You met up with your friends later that night, enjoying yourselves with shots of vodka and free martinis from other men around the bar. If Ashton was here, he’d be furious; he never liked it when other men flirted with you.

You and your mates were going a little wild on the dance floor; off in your own drunken reality where you were a good dancer and the song was always “your song.” 

It wasn’t until the wee hours of the morning that the night was beginning to end and you and your friends were finally feeling that sense of regret after drinking way too much vodka for your own good. 

You got cab rides home, and you tried to check your phone for the time, but alas, it was dead.

You’d taken your heels of somewhere during your night, as they were now dangling from the tips of your fingers. You knocked on the door twice, and that was all it took for the door to open and your boyfriend to pull you inside, nostrils flaring and smoke coming out of his ears. 

“Where were you?!” He yelled, as he shut the door behind you. “I came home, expecting to find you sneezing or coughing or some shit, and you were gone! You wouldn’t even answer your damn phone! I was so fucking worried, (Y/N)!” 

"I just, went out with a few friends…I’m sorry…” Your voice was quiet and mousy, contrasted greatly from your boyfriend’s. 

“You told me you were ill!” He ran his hair through his fingers as he steadied his deep breaths. “I can’t fucking believe you, why would you lie to me like that? I wouldn’t have cared, if you’d at least answer your phone!" 

"I didn’t want to offend you!" 

"How could you possibly have offended me?" 

"I just, I just wanted to enjoy a night in New York City. You had a show, and I didn’t want to offend you by not going, I wanted to be there, really, I did, but tonight’s our last night here and you never wanted to go out, so I figured I’d, um…" 

"You figured you’d just leave without telling me where you’re going?!" 

"I’m sorry.” You sighed. “My phone died, I would’ve called you, I swear. I’m so sorry, Ash." 

He shook his head. “I can’t believe this. Do you have any idea how worried I was?! Anything could have happened to you!” 

"Nothing happened, Ash. I’m perfectly fine.” You smiled. “I’m sorry." 

"You could’ve just told me, (Y/N). Shit. I was so worried something happened to you.” He pulled you in for a hug, and you stood there in silence for a moment. “You ditched my show for a club?” His teasing smile made filled you with relief; he wasn’t angry anymore. His grip on you relaxed, and he leaned his forehead onto yours.


He smiled and shook his head, giggling a little. At least he wasn’t angry anymore.

"Come on, let’s get to bed.” He tugged you towards the bed, purposely letting you fall on top of him. “I like this position…” He winked, and pulled you closer to him as your lips encased each others. 


Pimp Flava

Are you coming?

Your boyfriend texted you.

The show is about to start!

You quickly sent back a reply, “Sorry! On my way, promise!” 

You and your boyfriend had tactically devised a plan, deciding to meet up at the venue after his concert instead of him coming to the airport or you desperately trying to find his hotel. You’d gotten a late flight, with only an hour to spare before his concert. Needless to say, you practically ran through passport control and baggage claim.

They were in Los Angeles for a few days, and you could not have been more impressed by the city, all lit up at night by skyscrapers and what not. It was beautiful.

It was so beautiful, in fact, that you’d gotten yourself lost (no surprise there) and made a wrong turn. Everything was so unfamiliar to you that you’d spent the next hour and a half trying to figure out where the hell you made a wrong turn and how the hell you were going to find the arena.

You’d asked multiple people, all of who gave you too confusing directions or scoffed in your face, muttering something crude about tourists. You were trying to be good about not looking at your phone whilst you were driving, however it proved impossible if you actually wanted to figure out where you going.

Cleverly evading multiple almost-accidents, you eventually found the arena in time to see that the show was over, and everyone was leaving.

Calum had probably already left by now, for security purposes.

Well, fuck.

You parked in the nearest spot you could and you noticed that your boyfriend had already called you ten times in the last five minutes, no doubt angry with you for missing the entire show you’d come all the way out here for.

“(Y/N)!” He picked up on the first ring. “Where are you?”

“I got bloody lost, I am so sorry!” You sighed. “I am so hopeless.”

Calum laughed on the other end, “I’m not surprised, but I was really starting to worry when you didn’t show up for my concert.”

“Sorry,” You pouted, “I really had no idea where I was going, and that was the whole reason I flew out here and I fucking missed the stupid bloody turn-”

“It’s alright, beb. Really. Just, here, do you need directions? We’re back at the hotel; where are you? The arena?”

“Yeah, I’m right outside. I figured you guys had already left." 

"I didn’t want to, for the record. I wanted to wait for you but security told us to move along. Really, I wanted to stay and wait for you.”

You followed the directions given to you by your oh-so-loving boyfriend, with a few mishaps but not as many as you would’ve made on your own, and eventually found your way to the hotel you were staying at for a night or two.

Calum was stood in the lobby, saying hello to a few fans and taking pictures. Once he saw you, he politely said goodbye and trapped you in a hug, whispering in your ear, “I missed you.”



Honestly, the fight was about nothing. Neither of you could remember what had started the screaming match in the first place, but neither of you were going to back down anytime soon. You’d come on tour to spend time with your boyfriend, not spend the entire time yelling at each other.

“If I knew you were going to be a bitch the entire time, I wouldn’t have even invited you!” Michael yelled.

“Oh, well, gee, sorry, Michael, for wanting to spend time with you. Silly me for thinking you actually wanted to see me.” You spat in return. “Should’ve known…" 

Michael only glared at you as he watched you gather your stuff together and leave. You took your baggage with you, knowing full well you wouldn’t be able to get a flight on such short notice but you might be able to get another hotel room for the night. 

As you called a taxi to take you to the airport, you couldn’t help but wonder if this was it for you and Michael. You’d always thought you could make it through anything, but the distance had proven to be harder than either of you had been expecting.You’d be just another statistic in the large percentage of failed long distance relationships.

You wiped the tears off of your cheeks as you routed through the airport to book a flight for the next day. There was a hotel located conveniently inside the airport, it certainly wasn’t the nicest hotel on earth but it would do.

You just wanted to get away. You couldn’t believe after all this, after booking a flight and flying all the way out here to see Michael, all the two of you had done was fight. He didn’t even want you here; he didn’t even want you at all, did he?

You remembered promising Michael that you’d go to his concerts, at least one of them. That was supposed to be this concert. You promised him you’d come. But promises were meant to be broken, weren’t they?

You instead stayed in your hotel room, trying to take your mind off things with TV and treating yourself to a little hotel-room mini bar alcohol.

Eventually, you’d fallen asleep, and woke up to your dismay to it still being the middle of the night.

You checked your phone, seeing the time was 00:02.

You noticed, one missed call and a voicemail, both from Michael.

You listened to it, against your better judgement.

Hey, (Y/N). I’m sorry about earlier. Just…please don’t go. Not yet. You, you promised. You promised you’d come watch me. I’m sorry, I was a dick, but, just…if you get this, and you’re not gone by now, just, come back. Please?


wow look at that i wrote something woah

sorry that this took so long, love, really i’m the worst

check out my crime au right here (it contains mob boss!michael clifford and if that doesn’t entice you then I really don’t know what to tell you my friend) ((although it has a lot of controversial topics like prostitution and drugs and if you’re not into that it’s probably not for you and I totally understand, you keep being you ok friend)

xx bye loves you’re beautiful, every single one of you