Summary: The reader is completely hungover from the tremendous amounts of fun from the previous night. Dean is a total sweetheart and he decides to show her instead of tell her about exactly how much fun she threw herself into.
Warnings: Second hand embarrassment? It’s fluff, I swear.
A/N: This is for @fandommaniacx / @becs-bunker Beckii’s 21st Birthday Challenge. My prompt was “Bye Bye Bye.” by Nsync. I hope your birthday is awesome and I hope you like this!
Here it is! The full version of the story I teased in this post. Thank you once again for your interest in my writing! (Please note this is an adult work of fiction and that the full version below deals with the subject of sex work and includes a scene of attempted sexual violence that may be upsetting. Read at your own discretion.)
The Edge of The Sea
The beginning of a larger, unwritten story, based on the above prompt, and turned in as my final Fiction project. This is first and foremost a rough draft, into which more research and editing will go, should I decide to pursue it further.
grace left mississippi for a reason. she just wants to be left alone. niall is spending the summer traveling through spain searching for the perfect wave and, instead, finds grace. liam has chosen this moment to pop back up in grace’s life. she doesn’t want any of it.
a surfer niall / expat grace / tech billionaire ex liam nsfw one shot
‘Not that I’m complaining but why are we here?’ Isaac asked.
‘Because I won three all day free passes to this expensive fair, Emma has been wanting to come for two weeks. Plus we all love heart attack causing fair food. Isn’t that right Emma.’ you smiled as you bent down and pinched your sister’s cheek.
Your three year old little sister giggled and gave you a quick kiss before grabbing your hand and lulling you toward the first food stand of the day.
You in turn grabbed Isaac’s hand and pulled him as well.
‘Funnel cakes, classic fair food, good choice Emma. Which one do you want?’ you asked while looking at the menu.
‘I can’t see.’ Emma pouted.
Before you could say anything Isaac had picked her up and put her up on his shoulder, Emma squealing with joy at this new view of the fair.
‘How about now Shrimpy? Pick the funnel cake and we’ll get it.’ Isaac smiled up at the little girl.
‘Ummm…the one with all the str’berries.’ Emma pointed to the picture of the funnel cake with glazed strawberries on top.
‘We’ll take one of the strawberry glazed funnel cakes.’ you said showing the vendor your all free pass bracelet proudly.
‘Someone lucked up…’ the woman smiled before looking up at Isaac and Emma.
‘In more ways than one.’
‘What do you mean?’ you asked in confusion.
‘No need to be modest or shy, there are plenty of girls like you.’
‘Girls like me?’ you asked even more confused now.
‘Teenage mothers, though most teenage fathers would sooner run for the hills than claim their offspring. You have a beautiful family.’ she smiled as she handed you the fresh funnel cake.
Your face went full red and so did Isaac’s, Emma was simply waiting for you to hand over the funnel cake.
‘Oh, oh no,we’re not. She’s my- me and him are not-’ you babbled.
‘Thank you so much for the compliment.’ Isaac said before pulling you away.
‘She thought we were young parents.’ you hissed while blushing.
‘I know, easy mistake, I mean Emma does look like me, and you are old enough to have a three year old kid (Y/N).’ Isaac said.
‘Shut up.’ you blushed.
‘Can we eat now?’ Emma asked as Isaac sat her down at a table.
‘Sure Sweetie.’ you said before you could think about it.
‘What a cute family.’ a random girl walking by with her friend said.
‘Nice looking DILF too.’ the other giggled before they both scurried off when you looked over at them.
‘I can’t believe people think we’re parents, they think we…you know, reproduced.’ you blushed.
‘Well if they think it already we might as well sell it right?’ Isaac grinned as he put his arms around you.
‘Isaac!’ you gasped.
‘Emma, you can have all the strawberries if you call us Mommy and Daddy all day.’
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“I’m not saying I hate fried food, I just prefer not to have it.” As if Sam felt your burning eyes on him, he peeled his eyes away from the road momentarily to your raised brow.
He looked back onto the road as you spoke. “Look, if you’re gonna hit me with the, ‘your body’s a temple’ crap one more ti-” He let out a small burst of laughter before you frowned, and then inevitably, smiled.
“Call me crazy but fried foods give me a sense of comfort and warmth.” Your gaze averted to the aforementioned carnival. The collection of bright lights in the distance were paired with quiet, but the distinct laughter of children and the buzzing excitement was heightened due to the lowered window.
“You’re not crazy - just about 300 million Americans agree with you,” Sam pointed out with a small laugh at the end.
“Shut up!” You punched his arm with intent to harm but he only laughed a bit harder. And despite yourself, you smiled too. His smile was rare but infectious.