i feel sorry for you but i will look at aaron shirtless all day

Cheating- Aaron Burr X Reader

a/n: so this took about two hours just to edit and it was edited while i am in the middle of a really bad headache so uh it may have a few mistakes and i mean it’s two am rn so i mean there is probably at least one mistake

POSSIBLE TRIGGERS: swearing, unfaithful partners

“Alex, are you home?” I asked, my voice breaking as I let my bag fall to the ground. My brother didn’t appear but a man who I was familiar with did. Aaron Burr watched me with a concerned expression and he rushed over to me.

“What happened?” He asked me, a panicked tone in his voice.

“My ex-boyfriend.” I managed to say before breaking down into more crying. We just stood there like that for a little bit, as he didn’t push me for any other information. When I had calmed down a bit, I started to talk.

“He hadn’t been answering my calls for several days and so I was concerned about how he was and what not. So I… I went over to his apartment. I had a spare key, so I could just come in whenever and I called out for him. He came down shirtless and I hugged him but he smelled like perfume- woman’s perfume and so I… I went upstairs and…” I started before having to stop, unable to say it out loud. He cautiously closed the gap between us, hugging me tightly.
I hugged him back and I felt him relax. “I came to Alex because I knew he would try and cheer me up. Why are you here, anyway?”

“Alex told me to let myself in because we were going to go over some information for a case tomorrow but he had to do something with Eliza first.”

“I can leave if-”

“Nonsense. If Alexander is doing something for his girlfriend, then I want to do something for you.” He insisted.

“You don’t have to Aaron.” I said,

“I know. You can be so stubborn like your brother. I want to.”

“You’re doing enough just by being here for me, y'know? I really just need someone to hug and tell me that it’s not the end of the world and that there is other fish in the sea and all that crap.”

“But it doesn’t work?”

“Not really.” I said, glad that he couldn’t see my face because I was tearing up again. “But sometimes if you believe it enough it becomes a truth.”

“But that doesn’t make he fact that he cheated on you hurt any less.” Burr said and I closed my eyes.

“Fuck you. He didn’t move two spaces forward in Monopoly or something. He went and broke our lives.” I retorted, pulling myself away from his hug. He looked at me, his eyes wide and he took a deep breath.

“I’m sorry.”

“I know that wasn’t meant for you specifically… I just hate that word because he didn’t cheat on me. He didn’t move two spaces ahead of me while I wasn’t looking. He ruined our relationship, betrayed my trust and broke my heart. That’s what he did.”

“If there is anything I can do…”

“I’m just… tired. I’m gonna go take a nap on the couch or something but thank you Aaron. I appreciate it.” I told him and I headed towards Alex’s couch and I collapsed on it, exhausted.

I woke up to my brothers voice and Aaron discussing something as quietly as possible.

“So her boyfriend cheated on her? I’m gonna murder-” Alex started and Aaron shushed him.

“Alex, no. For the fifth time in this conversation, murder isn’t legal. And your sister is going to murder you before you can do that because he didn’t cheat on her. He went behind her back, betrayed her trust and slept with someone else.”

“Alex yes! He broke my sisters heart!” Alex yelled. He paused for a second and I could feel him looking at me. “What do I do, Burr? Because she came here for a reason but I don’t know how to make her feel better.” Alex told him.

“She came to you Alex. She was looking for you, I would say that you just need to be yourself.” Aaron said. Alexander laughed.

“That’s a first.” He remarked. I yawned and I felt both of their eyes on me. I opened my eyes and I saw Alex standing in front of me and he smiled. “Hey Y/N, how are you feeling?” He asked me softly and I offered him a weak smile.

“I’m fine-”

“No you aren’t.” He said softly and I sat up. He helped me stand up and he hugged me tightly and I felt my body grow weaker.

“I’m okay.” I tried saying but the break in my voice made it mean nothing. He shook his head and he just kept hugging me.

“What can I do to make it better?” He asked, seemingly desperate.

“Talk. Do what you do.” I told them and they exchanged glances.

“Well I saw Jefferson and-”

“Please tell me you didn’t have another arguement.” Burr sighed
and Alex glared at him.

“I am a very responsible-”

“Alexander.” Burr said and Alex sighed.

“He was asking for it!”

“Mhmm.”

“Okay fine! Burr how was your day?” Alex asked.

“Great, I waited for you Alexander because you said to meet you at eight am.” Burr said incredulously.

“My girlfriend needed me.”

“Your sister needed you as well.”

“Well you were there and you seem to love her just as much-”

“What?” I asked, taking in a deep breath.

Alex looked at Burr and realized his mistake. “Fuck.”

anonymous asked:

colour me curious, i really want to know what lily meant that james would understand it the best. what can you tell us about james sirius??

Depending on who you talk to, James Potter is a whirlwind or James Potter is the devil or James Potter is just a sad and misunderstood young man. Nobody seems sure of anything apart from his cool. That he’s got nailed down. The tattoos, all barbs and claws and hooks. The leather jacket, worn and just the right amount of snug around his shoulders. The girls, trailing in his wake like petals on the wind.

Everybody thinks they know him and nobody has a clue at all.

“You want to talk about it?” says Teddy one night when he finds James wild-eyed in Camden, shivering out of his skin.

“Nah,” lies James, and lets his best friend Asta tug him back into the party.

The thing about James is that he lets everything get to him. Lily’s accused him of this a million times. He lets the expectations weigh him down. He plays Quidditch because of course he’d play Quidditch, he’s Ginny Weasley’s son. He cheeks teacher in school because of he’d cheek teachers, he’s James Potter’s grandson. He gets into trouble because of course he’d get into trouble, he’s Harry Potter’s firstborn. The eldest. The one.

“Who are you?” Lily demands of him when she’s fourteen and he’s seventeen, her hands on her hips and her skinny frame blocking the doorway so he couldn’t escape if he tried. “Who do you even want to be, James?”

“This,” lies James, tugging on his jacket. “This is me.”

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To the Four of Us (Part Twenty One)

premise: modern AU chronicling the squad as they make their way through college and deal with general life things.
soundtrack song: You and Me - Lifehouse
full soundtrack: x
words: 2,825
warnings: swears 
a/n: i lov u all so here’s a nice happy fluffy christmas chapter :-)

all chapters: x

tags: @heythereitsloey@anitheunicorn@newyorkyoucanbeanew@lafbagxette@justafangirlwithanavy@iamgrayfox@ordinaryornate@schuylerjoon@angelica-peggy-eliza@trashyperson101@crazydragon15@but-if-you-had-to-choose@geespilots@marvelous-hamilfan​ @5p00kygh05t @panda-powers​ @and-maria @lafeyettegunsandships@schokoobananaa@allthegoodurlshavebeentaken​ @aphboi @hell-yes-puns-and-ships@aham-threw-his-shot-away@hesitantcat@nonstopspook@hamrevolution@writethewayout@passmethegoddamnball@allthegoodurlshavebeentaken@sun-tree@angelizaandpeggy@isis278​ @idk-destiel @engulfedinstars

dedication: @l0vedoesntdiscriminate for the soundtrack rec and also everyone who sent me a kind message when i posted my lil coming out thing earlier tonight, u all made me V happy!!!!! :-))


“ALEX! JOHN! Santa came last night!”

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Jealous Jimin

Request:  Can I request a Jimin imagine where I have a shooting with Louis Vuitton but with a guy model. I hide it from my bf Jimin knowing he will be jealous but once the pics are leaked and he finds out…he gets really mad❤️ and make fluff end pls

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Pietro Maximoff Imagine: Runner

Running was something that made you happy, it was almost as if when you ran your problems cannot keep up with you, you are free to think without the worry and the guilt or any issues you would have in your life. It was amazing, the feeling you got as you tied your neon green laces into a double bow and stretched your legs gently, it was excitement and thrill that made you crazy for it. You used to always run with Steve every day, but recently he had been sent on a mission and wouldn’t be back for a few weeks, I mean you didn’t mind that much however, but you always preferred it when you had someone to run with, some competition.

It was early, very early, but you couldn’t sleep so you decided to go for a morning run. Deciding on just a sports bra and knee length almost yoga pants that were black and complimented your green sports bra. You never really ran in more than this because you would sweat and this was the best way to stop looking like you fell in a puddle of sweat. Tying up your trainers you set your playlist and ran, running laps around Avengers towers and gardens, you loved running through the gardens and around the fountains, it was a calming scene compared to regular day to day life.

It was a sudden flash that shot past you which confused you at first but you continued to run, thinking that because it was early you were probably still half asleep or something, just focusing on your pace. You had almost forgotten about it until it happened again this time making you slow down and look. You were really confused about what was happening but nevertheless you kept your pace and continued to run. The third time it happened though was different.

A flash appeared past you again but this time it pulled your headphones out and took your phone causing you to come to a complete stop. Looking up you came face to face with a very attractive boy with glowing blue eyes, your headphone wrapped phone in his hands. He placed his hand firmly on his shoulder before handing you the phone. “Pietro” he spoke, “Just arrived me and my sister are joining today you?” he questioned trying himself to gain his breath back. “Y/n” you breathe taking the phone but Pietro placed his other hand onto yours. “Oh yes, y/n, Fury told me a lot about you” he chuckled letting go of you.

“Yeah he also said you could do with a running partner and although you are a bit slow for me, I figure I can slow down.” He smiled, grabbing your hand and beginning to run again, only at your pace though, partly so he could chat with you, and partly so he could study your delicate features better, taking a clear look at how beautiful you are. Stopping you pulled him by the hand over towards you him standing a little closer than normal but you didn’t mind. “You keep staring at me” you giggle looking down as Pietro tilted your chin up. “Do i? Sorry could be worse could have been staring at your b-“you had to cut him off. “Thanks Pietro” you laughed as an idea flashed into his head.

“Look it’s what 6am, Fury told me about this place where yo can get coffee, I have never had coffee before, well American coffee so come with me?” he pleaded as you nodded slowly. “Here” he groaned picking you up bridal style and flashing off to the address Fury had given him. Stopping hi tracks he put you down and making sure you weren’t too dizzy before going into the shop. It was a good thing you kept money in the back of your phone. Handing the man the money you took the two coffees (Decaf of course) and handed one to Pietro before walking out of the coffee shop. “My turn to choose where we go c’mon” you giggled taking his hand him intertwining his fingers with yours. Strolling over to the small park that was hidden behind many planted trees and bushes, Pietro sat down on a bench pulling you down with him. It wasn’t until you had both chatted for about 20 minutes you realised how cold you were. Pietro noticed this too, throwing the empty coffee cups into the bin before taking his shirt off and putting it over your head, you had to admit you were warmer but Pietro was shirtless and he must be freezing half to death. Standing up you shuffled yourself onto Pietro’s knee wrapping your hand around his neck and trying to keep him warm. “Much better” Pietro chuckled catching onto what you were attempting to do.

Pietro looked down upon your eyes and noticed how tired you were growing, “Let’s head back yeah? The others won’t be up until later, were not supposed to be meeting you all until 12 so we can go back to your room, to sleep obviously, just because I don’t have a room yet” he spoke awkwardly as you tiredly nodded, Pietro flashing you back to outside of your door, you pressing the passcode in so that you could both just lay back on the bed. Pietro placed you down letting you sit up before himself finding a spot next to you. “Y/n?” he whispered making you gaze up at him.

Before you could properly react, you found yourself placing your lips onto him, before you could pull away, Pietro bit your lip, making eye contact for a second or two before letting it go and kissing partway on your mouth and partway on your cheek. “Night y/n, try and get some rest I heard that there was a new guy starting, his name was Pietro I recall, who is really hot” he teased making you giggle. “Night Pietro” you smiled back leaning over to cuddle into your chest.

CONVERGENT - Chapter IV (MagCon/Divergent Cross Over)

You let out a loud laugh that sounded like a shriek as Shawn tried to smear chocolate all over your face. The table you were at erupted in laughter, the men encouraging Shawn and the women telling him to stop. Soon enough, Four began trying to get Tris too, Jacob tried to get Mahogany who was across the table, Eric was literally throwing chocolate at Christina and Brent was trying not to get any on his shirt. 

You heard a familiar voice clear their throat. You whipped your head around and saw that it was Matt, Johnson, Carter and Aaron.

“Hi, guys. Sorry to interrupt, but (y/n), we’re going back to the dorms now, it’s nearly nine. Were you going to come, or?” Matt drifted off as he shifted his weight from foot to foot, probably feeling awkward from being so near such intimidating Dauntless authorities. 

“Oh,” your eyes widened, almost forgetting. “Right, right. I’m coming.” you put down your fork on the now empty plate. As you got up, the talking stopped and the eyes of everyone sitting at the table were on you. 

“Where are you going?” Tris frowned. You didn’t realize she actually paid any attention to you. 

“Oh, right. How rude of me,” you laughed nervously. “I’ve gotta go back to the dorms. Lights out is in a few minutes, Mahogany’s rules.” you sneaked an accusing glance at Mahogany who gave a guilty grin. You could have sworn you heard Jacob’s heart flutter a little. 

“Ugh, you’re so hard on these kids, Mahogany. Remember when were initiates? We hated our instructors for being so stingy with the curfews.” Tris light-heartedly chastised Mahogany, earning a chuckle from the red headed instructor.

“Right, and you always got enough sleep for the day ahead, didn’t you?” Mahogany retorted. Tris only rolled her eyes, a smile on her lips. 

“Well, I should go. Thanks for inviting me to eat dinner with all of you.” you smiled over at Four and Shawn. 

“Don’t sweat it, (y/n).” Four gave you a lazy half smile that you returned.

“I’ll walk with you, I’ve gotta go to my dorm too anyways.” Shawn wiped his hands on his pants sloppily as he got up. Boys. 

Shawn and you joined the little group of Dauntless transfers as they exited.

It was silent. Like, dead silent as you walked back to the dorms. Johnson and Aaron were busy having an exasperated conversation about the bruises that were forming on their bodies from the fight they had lost earlier. Matt tried to busy himself by staring at the highly fascinating stone walls on either sides of you. Carter was inspecting the huge blotch of blue on his arm that certainly wasn’t there yesterday, dragging his badly injured leg behind him as he walked, putting a limp to it, and Shawn was occupying himself with whistling a song you’ve never heard of before. Must be a Dauntless song. 

“How come you don’t look so bad, (y/n)?” Carter called out, raising an eyebrow. But the smirk on his face told you that he knew something.

“Are you kidding? I have a bruise the size of your head on my stomach.” you shoved Carter playfully. 

She’s just good at hiding things, that’s all.” Matt’s tone was so sharp, the pain struck you. His lips were in that big smile he does when he’s joking but his eyes weren’t squinted, it was wide and mean. It was the kind of crazed anger you would see in a ruthless Dauntless’s eyes. 

The hall fell silent as everyone let Matt’s little snide remark sink in. 

“Right.” Carter cleared his throat awkwardly, walking in front so he could avoid you and Matt. You noticed that Shawn’s whistling had stopped from beside you before you could ask him what the song was. To be honest, you didn’t really care anymore. A deep frown tugged down your lips and you could feel yourself slumping down, and it wasn’t because of the pain Shawn’s punch gave you. 

The hall ended to two exits; left for the Dauntless born, right for the Dauntless transfers. You could see Shawn gathering a goodbye in his head and you almost wanted to reach out to him, begging him not to leave you with this awkward air Matt created.

“Well, I should go back to my dorm now.” Shawn finally spoke up. He’s not very gifted in the small talk department.

“Oh, right. For a second there, I thought you were one of us.” Matt forced out a sarcastic laugh through his teeth, making it sound like a light snarl. Shawn’s eyebrows raised in a ‘what the hell’ gesture.

“Okay, bye guys.” was Shawn’s last words before he scurried off to his dorm. When Shawn turned around, Matt was already quick to walk away but you stayed put, watching as Shawn open the door to his dorm.

“Please don’t leave me alone with him, please don’t leave me alone with him.” you chanted in your head over and over again.

Upon feeling your stare, Shawn turned around for a split second, giving you a small smile and with that, he left, closing the big black door behind him. Shit. 

You still kind of just stood there, frozen. Maybe if you didn’t move, Matt wouldn’t notice your presence and you could just disappear into thin air. You’ve seen Matt get into an argument once with an Erudite transfer named Will. It caused the evident hole in the transfer dorm’s wall. You didn’t want that wall to be you.

What were you even saying? Matt’s your best friend. He would never hurt you.

You heard Matt sigh from a distance, snapping you out of your thoughts. 

“Look,” Matt started, regret already darkening his eyes. “I didn’t mean to snap at you, (y/n). I’m sorry.” he frowned.

“Did I do something wrong?” you wanted to get angry, maybe pissed even. After all, Matt snapped at you rudely for no apparent reason. You wanted to yell at him or at least retort with a witty comment but your voice came out small and powerless.

Matt sighed again as he took your hands in his. Matt’s hands weren’t big and calloused like Shawn’s, they were thin and precise; a Candor’s hand. “No, you didn’t do anything wrong…it’s just,” you saw his eyes flicker to the Dauntless born’s dorm’s door.

“Are you jealous?” your eyebrows furrowed. It was a little odd. No one’s ever been jealous of your attention before. You were brought up in your old faction with the thought that boys and girls are equal and that everyone and anyone should be kind to one another. And so, boys and you were always just platonic.

“Of wha- Ha, me? Jealous? N-no, nope. Not at all.” he stuttered out, his sand-colored pale cheeks immediately turning into a rosy red. 

“Old habits die hard, huh, Candor?” you gave a lopsided smile.

“So you’re not pissed at me, then?” Matt raised his eyebrows, his eyes still dark with regret and guilt. 

“No. I wanted to be, though. I don’t get why you were so snappy.” you said, walking with him back to the dorms. You saw that none of your other friends had waited for you. Probably wanted to get away from angry Matt.

“Yeah, well, I don’t like it when people mess with my best friends.” Matt shrugged, lazily slinging one of his arms around your shoulders as he opened the door for you. Was Matt always this much of a gentleman? Or did he start after Shawn? You couldn’t remember.

“Oh, so now I’m your best friend?” you gave him a cheeky grin. Matt rolled his eyes a little but his smile never faltered. The dormitory was rowdy and loud as per usual. Will, the Erudite transfer and Al, the other Candor transfer were having yet another argument about which faction makes the best food.

Carter was standing shirtless in front of one of the long mirrors they put in the dormitory, inspecting the bruises as he carefully tried to dab some salve on it, only to hiss and jump back at the contact of his own skin.

Aaron and Johnson were passing a small notebook back and forth to each other. Aaron would draw a figure and Johnson would snatch it out of his hands, adding something else that you couldn’t quite see as he argued with his hands flailing everywhere. 

“What’re you guys doing?” you walked up to the two boys, Matt’s arm still around your shoulder.

“Huh-oh, hi (y/n).” they waved a little. Their eyes drifted to Matt’s arm around your shoulder. “Oh thank God, you guys made up.” 

“I believe we asked you a question.” Matt changed the subject quickly. You let out a light chuckle as you nudged Matt a little. 

Don’t be rude.” you mouthed.

“Oh, um-we were just, yano…” Johnson shrugged shyly, a childlike smile on his lips. “Trying to get ideas for a cool tattoo.” 

Matt snorted.

You smacked him in the stomach this time, reminding him not to be rude. 

“Hmm, is that so?” you hummed as you snatched the notebook out of Aaron’s hand. “Let me see that.” 

Matt peered around your shoulder to take a look at the dragon-man like figure they had somehow drawn messily on the ashy recycled paper. They didn’t even use a sharpened pencil to draw the tattoo design they wanted to permanently ink their skin with.

“Are you guys sure you’re not 12? I mean, choosing day was only for 16 year olds, guys. Come on, you know the rules.” Matt teased. You were supposed to keep him in check but you couldn’t help but let out a little laugh escape through your lips. 

“Well, now that we’re allowed to have things that are entertaining because people won’t call you out for being self-indulgent, yeah I kind of wan’t a tattoo of a dragon. Why not?” Aaron shrugged innocently, a very very very small hint of a scowl on his face. He isn’t even capable of being mad at a Candor for having a big mouth. 

Abnegation boys, if you didn’t already guess.

“Right. Sorry for questioning your motives. You should totally get a permanent tattoo of a dragon. I support you a hundred percent.” Matt mused. 

Both boys gave him a sarcastic “really? You’re really gonna make that joke?” look.

“Just being a supportive friend, ‘is all.” Matt grinned, removing his arms from your shoulder and replacing it on top of Aaron and Johnson instead.

This was the team, this was the crew. This is where you started, This is where you will end. 

A/N: wowowow that was kind of a ??? ending for a filler lmao. Also, i’ve chosen the girl that will be portraying (y/n)! click here if you haven’t seen who it is! 

Message me thoughts, suggestions, comments and whether or not you want chapter V. Oh! and which faction do you think (y/n) is from? :3

The tutor - Nash fanfic Part 4

I looked at him, trying to figure out what that expression meant.

“When did you guys break up, if I’m allowed to ask?” I was really just trying to be nice. I mean, today probably wasn’t the last time I had to tutor him, so might as well try being friendly.

“Non of your damn business bitch!”

“Wow, the bitch thing today man, everyone says it.” He gave me a confused look before he tried to shut the door. I placed my foot between the door and the door frame. Just like they always do in movies. Didn’t know it hurt that much though. I just played cool, pretending like I didn’t just cut my foot off.

“I forgot my charger here.” He didn’t say anything before walking over to the kitchen table to get my charger. I didn’t realize until now that he was shirtless. How the hell did I not notice those abs?!

“You’re really weird.” He looked at me like I was some sort of creature that you would poke with a stick to see if I moved. I don’t really know why he said that to me, but all since I was little, weird has been a compliment to me. So of course I pretended like he had just given me a compliment.

“Well thank you so much, I would have to say the same thing about you.”

I gave him a tiny smile before walking out the door. I have no idea why, but I felt a lot more powerful now, than when I wasn’t his tutor. Okay maybe I did know why, I mean, this was kinda him admitting to me that he needed my help. I liked it.

“(Y/N)!” I turned around and found the shirtless boy running after me. In movies, this is the scene where we kiss, but in reality, I think he was about to punch me in the face.

“Mom said that you should come over tomorrow, have dinner and you know, do your ‘job’ if it was okay for you. Please say it isn’t.” I nodded and told him I would be there. Honestly I had practise tomorrow as well, but I really wanted to be there just to piss Nash off. And football wasn’t even that funny. I was more into almost every other sport, but football. And not to brag or anything, but I was quite good at most sports. Not that anyone noticed since I never play any sports except football.

I got home and saw a way to familiar car in the driveway. I quickly got out of my car and ran into my house finding my aunt sitting in the living room.

“Aunt Jess!” She got up from her chair and gave me a warm hug.

“BABY!” She let go of me and looked me in the eyes with a sad expression.

“You okay?”

“Yeah, he isn’t dead, so I’m fine.” I smiled at her.

“I don’t mean you dad. Are you okay at school? who are the bullies?”

My aunt was the only person that knew about the bullying and the scars and everything. She always made me feel better, and she knew what was best for me. She always made me feel safe no matter what. I hadn’t seen her for one and a half year, so she had missed a lot.

“Nash, one other guy and John.” I whispered the last part not wanting her to remember him.

“What did you just say! Did you just say John?” I just nodded feeling a tear forming in my eye.

“John as in John, you best friend John?”

“Yeah. That John. And he’s not my friend anymore.” I looked down at the ground feeling ashamed of the whole situation.

“I am going to kill that monster.” I laughed a bit at her statement, but soon noticed that she looked very serious.

“Lets invite him over right now!”

“Aunt Jess, it’s late, and I really don’t think seeing him would make this any better.” She smiled weakly at me and rubbed my back.

“Yeah, you’re probably right. How about tomorrow?” I mentally face palmed. What did I just say about seeing him?

“Sorry I don’t have time tomorrow.” I wasn’t lying. I really didn’t have the time.

“Where are you going?” I figured lying wasn’t going to work with this woman, so better just tell the truth.

“I’m having dinner with Nash’s family.” I have never seen bigger and more shocked eyes in my whole entire life. Maybe lying would have worked better.

I explained the whole thing for her as we sat down around the kitchen table to have our famous 'Aunt/Niece’ talks that we always had when we met.

“Wait, so you’re his tutor, and he bullies you?” I just nod, not wanting to talk more about it.

“Shouldn’t it be the other way around or something?” I chuckled a bit before standing up and going to bed. It had been a really long day so a good night sleep wouldn’t kill me.

I threw myself down on the bed and put my long, brown, wavy hair in a ponytail before pulling the covers over me.

Maybe aunt Jess was right. Things should be the other way around. Before I fell asleep I had figured out exactly what I was going to do tomorrow. And it wouldn’t end pretty.

He Walks In On You Changing | Preferences

Nash: You were getting dressed as you just got out of the shower. You only had your underwear on and you were about to slip your shirt on as the door opened. “Hey babe, I’m just-” he trailed off and stared at you. You quickly pulled the shirt on. “I’m changing..” you said slightly embarrassed. “Yeah I can see. I was just about to get my phone but looks like you can give me way more entertainment” he said jumping on the bed.

Cam: “I’ll just quickly change to my bikinis” you said and gave a peck on his lips. You ran upstairs and got undressed grabbing your favorite bikinis. You heard someone open the door and quickly grabbed the closest thing to you, his shorts. Cam looked at you and started laughing. “Babe you don’t need to hide anything, I’ve seen it all” he said and left smirking.

Carter: “You know you’re gonna freeze outside?” he asks as you’re about to head out. You go change your shirt quickly and just when you’re shirtless he bursts in. “Oh, sorry..”. He smirks and you pull your shirt on shaking your head. “Not bad, baby”. You just gently hit him in the chest and leave the room, him following you right behind.

Matt: “I’m so sorry babe!” Matt says apologizing the mess he just made by spilling his drink. “it’s okay, I’ll go change” you answer. You get to your bedroom and undress. You’re looking for new clothes as the door opens. “Oops, I thought you would be in the bathroom” he says slightly embarrassed. “It’s okay babe” you say and pull him in a hug. You can feel him smirking as he kisses you.

Taylor: “Hey wanna come to this party with me tonight?” Taylor asks. “Yeah sure, sounds cool” you say smiling and go to change. You put on a short leather skirt and look for a top to match with it. Suddenly the door opens and Tay looks at you up and down. “Damn, I don’t feel like going to the party anymore..” he says placing his hands on your waist.

Shawn: You have just got home and you head to your room to change into more comfy clothes. “Hey, I heard you coming, whats up?” Shawn says rushing in without even realizing you’re in your underwear. “Oh..” he blushes as he notices. He bites his lip and let out a little laugh. “Wanna watch a movie?” you ask turning around to put on clothes. You hear Shawn mumbling something and slowly walking out, eyes still on your body.

Jack G: “You can go get a hoodie if you want” Jack said smiling as you whined about being cold. You went through his clothes looking for you favorite hoodie. Wearing only underwear, you stood there shivering when he opened the door. “Dang, baby girl.. I think I can make you way warmer than clothes” he said smirking.

Jack J: You went to your bedroom to get dressed for the day. Just as you were about to slip on your jeans, the door opened and Jack walked in. “Morning” he said in his raspy morning voice and placed his hands on your waist. You smiled at the feeling you got from his hands on your bare skin. “Good morning, babe” you said back.

Hayes: You had just come back home and you went to your room to get changed. You slipped on sweats and looked for a top. “Oh, I’m so sorry, I’ll just uh go..” Hayes said blushing from behind you. “It’s okay” you said letting out a little laugh and rushing after him.

Aaron: “I’ll be over in 10” Aaron said ending the call and you rushed to get changed. You jumped around to get into your skinny jeans as Aaron rushed in. “Oh shit, sorry..” he said turning around. “You can look, it’s not like you haven’t seen this before” you said laughing and biting your lip as he turned back.

Sammy: “I need to get out of this dress” you slurred as you finally got back home from a party. Sam nodded and headed to the kitchen to get something to drink. You couldn’t get the tight dress of and you were just about to fall as Sam grabbed your waist. “Let Daddy help you, baby” he said winking and getting you undressed.

Dillon: You walked to the bathroom to take a shower after an workout. You had just got undressed when you noticed Dillon leaning on the door. “Hey baby” he said pulling you into his arms. “Babe, you know I’m just about to take a shower” you said blushing. “So am I” he said taking off his clothes and smirking at you.

Crème de la Crème: 21

Evie

After dinner I decided to take a tour of the Michaels’ home. I found it crazy that they had a house in LA just for when they came to visit their sons. They couldn’t stay in the guest room like normal people?

How long is this family’s money?

There were many pictures of Aaron and Ashton all over the place. You can tell their parents were very proud of them. There were dozens of little league, graduation and family function pictures that laced the mantel.

I picked up one off the mantle above the fireplace of Ashton that seemed to have been taken recently.

He was at the beach, it was the first time I’d seen him shirtless and I knew he had a lot of tattoos from the times when he wore short sleeved shirts but I had no idea that there were so many more.

“You checking ya boy out, huh?” I peeked back at Ashton standing behind me and rolled my eyes. 

I put the picture down and move onto the next one.

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“Can you do a Gilinsky imagine where you guys have been dating for a while but you get into a fight and break up and the guys keep trying to get you guys back together?!?!”

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(Y/N POV)

“I can’t do this anymore Jack.” I said as I put my hands against my temple.

“I don’t know what to tell you, you agreed to be with me, you agreed to my schedule. You knew what you were getting yourself into.” Jack said.

“I just cant stand it when my friends go out with their boyfriends together but i never can because you’re never here. and when you are you just want to lay in bed all day.” I stated.

“Well excuse me for always performing and being tired when I actually have a day off for once.” He spat.

We’ve been fighting for an hour now and I couldn’t take it anymore, so I grabbed my keys and walked out there door.

“Where are you going?” Jack yelled.

“Somewhere away from you.” I yelled back.

I got into my car and headed to Cam’s house with Aaron, Nash, and Hayes. I got there and walked up to their front door and knocked. 

“Hey what are you doing here?” Cameron smiled shirtless of course as he ran his fingers through his messy hair. I’ve always was closest with him other than Jack. Not going to lie, I always thought he was also quite attractive. But something drew me towards Jack and i don’t know why.

“Um can we talk?” I asked.

“Sure what’s wrong Y/N?” Cam asked.

“It’s with me and Jack..” I said.

“Oh god, take a seat.” Cam chuckled.

“I think we just broke up..” I said.

“WHAT?” I hear Aaron in the background.

“Wait you guys broke up?” Cam asked confused.

“Yeah.. I couldn’t take it anymore.. He was always gone and when he was home he didn’t want to do anything with me. Also he’s been getting pretty close with this girl lately and i don’t exactly like it..” I explained.

“Y/N you guys are just going through a rough time right now. You guys are always happy and i know how much you love him. You should of gaven him more time. Or maybe do just take a break for a while so he realizes how you feel. But don’t break up over this.” Cam advised.

“I don’t know, it’s not just that, I also see him with that girl all the time?” I said.

“Madison? He does not like her, he acts like it because she likes him.” Cam chuckled.

“Oh..” I said embarrassingly.

“Just get back together you know you guys are like head over heels for each other.” Nash said as he drank out of the milk jug as i gave him a weird look.

“I supposed.” I rolled my eyes.

“That’s my Y/N.” Cam smiled.

“Thank you Cam.” I hugged him.

“No problem.” 

I started to head out the door and waved to all of them goodbye. I made it back to the Jacks and I’s house. When I walked in Jack immediately arose from the couch and came over to me.

“Y/N I’m so sorry i love you, i will try to do things with you more, I realized I was being selfish. I love you so much.” He said as he hugged me.

“I love you too.” i said

MagCon Pref: You're Mad At Each Other

S H A W N

I feel like when Shawn’s mad, he’d just sit there, trying to put the words together correctly so he could say it perfectly to make you shut up about whatever you’re rambling about but you’re literally just firing insults and valid points at him and so he’d be biting his lip real hard and his brows are furrowed as he focuses to try and find a good come back but nothing goes to his head because he can’t bring himself to find one single flaw about you (even though you have many) so he’d just jolt up, surprising you. And you’d be a sass master like “oh, so now you’re responding?” and he’d just push you until you’re backed up against the wall and he’d just whisper “shut up, I love you.” while he kisses you and how could you not kiss him back.

N A S H

I feel like if it came down to it, Nash could be capable of being violent and I can definitely see him yelling. So a small argument would have gone too far and now every name in the book is being spat at each other and he’s yelling so loud, the vein in his neck is prodding out and you’d be lying if you said you weren’t scared but you weren’t going to just take all his insults, you were going to argue back. A few things would be lying broken on the floor, he’s breathing heavily and your face is beet read and his voice goes low and he gives you the most venom-filled insult and it’d hit all the wrong places because it’s been years since anyone called you that and you’ve been spending years trying to bury those names and those memories and you’d just crack and cry and the second the first tear hits his pupils go wide again and he’d snap out of it and quickly run over to you and crush you in a hug and he’d just kiss all over your face and your neck whispering “i’m so sorry” over and over again against your skin.

C A R T E R

I feel like both of you would try so hard to insult each other and be as mad at each other as you felt but you both couldn’t bring yourselves to hurt each other so he’d end up leaving, slamming the door behind him and you’d run up to your room. You would probably fall asleep in the process of huffing or crying and somewhere in the middle of your slumber, Carter would softly come back home and take off his shirt and pants, getting under the covers as he huddles up against your back that was turned to him. You’d hear him whisper things like “you’re so beautiful, I’m sorry. I love you so much.” and you’d pretend that you didn’t hear it and that you didn’t have a huge smile across your face as you felt your sunshine cuddle against you. 

M A T T

I think Matt would just shut himself out. I have a feeling Matt’s gone through quite a few things and I think when he fights with you, the old Matt comes back and he’s no longer smiles and laugh and it would break your heart so I think you’d just slide down in front of his door, knowing fully well that he was sitting on the other side of it and you’d try to get him out of that room before he went crazy. You’d try singing off key, you tried using silly voices while saying “please open the door” and finally, you’d do a long speech of how you felt the first time you guys met and he’d finally open the door and you’d just hold each other, knowing that this was his way of apologizing.

C A M E R O N

He wouldn’t be able to take the least bit of tears pooling around your eyes. He hates it when you cry and the fact that he did this to you made him hurt even more. He’d just take it while you yell at him about all the things he’s ever done wrong while you choke back sobs, angry tears rushing down your face. Once you’ve got it all off of your chest, he’d just grab your hand and lead you to the bed, opening his arms so you could lay on him. And you both would fall asleep in each other’s arms as the exhaustion of being mentally pushed around was getting to the both of you. When you wake up, you’d already have a breakfast in bed set filled with your favorite pancakes and an apologetic looking Cameron handing you a single rose.

A A R O N

Aaron would be angst. Once you say something that crosses the line (even though he’s probably said one too many things that were worse than that), he’d just lock himself in his room upstairs so he wouldn’t hurt you any further and you plop yourself on the couch with a heavy sigh as you tried to contain your tears and you could hear thuds which meant that he was pacing, something he did when he was stressed out and he’d work himself up and he’d be incredibly anxiety filled and once the thudding stops you take the spare key and you’d hear him take in short breaths and you see that he was close to a panic attack so you’d just hold him, his head buried in your chest as you rock both your bodies back and forth, rubbing his back soothingly. And once his breathing slows to whimpers, you’d say something like “don’t worry, I won’t tell the boys I had to mommy you back to sanity.” to make the both of you smile.

H A Y E S

I feel like you both would be so guilty. You’d be in your room, your heart hurting as you play the past fight in your head and he’d be angrily muttering in his own room as he tries to muster up an apology. He’d probably go to Nash and to be honest, Nash would just laugh because he knew none of you meant those things and you both love each other so he’d just be like “grow a pair and apologize, ya squirt.” and he’d just inhale real deeply and strut over to your house and meanwhile Nash would have sent you a text like “prepare yourself, captain idiot is coming over to apologize. Yano the drill, he’s really sorry (y/n). He even cried on my shoulder, it was pathetic :)” and you’d smile once you heard the knock on your door right after you finished reading Nash’s text.

T A Y L O R

Taylor would get sooo worked up. Being already normally energetic and incredibly hyper, you can imagine how jumpy Taylor would get when he’s mad at you. He’d be bouncing on his feet as if he was a boxer, preparing for a fight. His normally big mouth would be throwing out every curse in the book and you’d just sit there, your mouth in a bored straight line and that would piss him off even more so he’d throw something and you’d be like “oh of course, you can’t even use your words like an adult, can you?” and he’d just get all in your grill like “I swear to my fucking god, (y/n). You’ve been giving me sass the whole fucking day and I am done with it. I love you, alright?! Now quit being a bitch and just kiss me.” and you wanna slap him for calling you a bitch but fuck, him in all his shirtless glory and disheveled hair behind that fucking bandana of his, how could you resist?

J A C K - G

Yelling would be incredibly normal for the both of you. Jack could be a little shy cutie sometimes but you knew what he was like when he was pissed and well, you always had quite the big mouth. It was all going quite normal for a fight but then he’d get physical and punch the wall or throw a vase and that would scare you because you’ve always been scared of getting physically abused and once he sees you flinch away his dilated pupils would grow to it’s normal size and he looks at you, waiting for a response because he knows he’s crossed the line but you say nothing as you avoid his eyes and he tries to walk up to you but you take a few steps back, cowering away and his eyes would fill up with tears and he’d just beg for you to come closer and he’d be all like “you know i’d never hurt you, right, baby? it was just an accident. I promise i’ll never lay a hand on you like that.” and you’d slowly but surely come closer.

J A C K - J

I think Jack J would get stoned or drunk. Like he’d be so guilty and be so pissed at himself for losing control infront of you like that, that he’d blame himself immensely and try to hurt himself with drinking or smoking. Ofcourse by the time it’s late at night, you’d get a high/drunk phonecall from him, slurring out “i love you"s and apologies and you’d quickly text him to find out where he is and rescue him from whatever party he was at. Once you tuck him into bed, he’d still be slurring about how beautiful you are and how he would never want to lose you.

PART 9 - "THE LOFT"

The Loft

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PART 9

(Y/N)’s POV:

I walk back upstairs into my room, to find Matt still fastasleep. I shut the door quietly behind me, trying not to wake him up. I slide back into bed next to him and scoot closer to him, turning my back towards him. He feels me close to him and puts his arm around me. I shut my eyes, trying to fall asleep.

Nothing’s working, and I can’t sleep. I’ve been staring at this wall, watching my room slowly get lit up due to the sun rising.

Lying still, I feel Matt start to wake up; I turn around to face him.

I look at him, still sleeping.

“You know, it’s not nice to stare,” he says with his eyes still closed.

“Hush, Espinosa,” I say before he kisses me, and finally opening his eyes.

“How’d you sleep?” He asks.

I look away from his face.

“Baby, did you not sleep last night?”

I nod and he pulls me closer.

“You need sleep, (Y/N). I can go get Shawn, I know he can sing you to sleep. I’ll even get Gilinsky if you want.”
“Don’t worry about it,” I say while trying to get out of bed.

He pulls my arm back, pulling me back into bed. He gets out of bed, and puts his pants on. He’s still shirtless due to me wearing his shirt.

“You’re not going anywhere until you get some rest, babe. I’ll be right back,” he kisses my forehead and leaves my room.

I hear him knock on the room next to me, Jack’s.

JACK’s POV:

I haven’t gone to sleep yet, and I’m exhausted. I hear a knock on my door, and leave the girl in my bed.

Please let it be (Y/N).

I open the door to find Matthew standing in front of me, shirtless.

He fucked her.

I walk out of my room and shut the door behind me, leaving Matt and I standing in the hall.

“What’s up, Matt?”

“She needs you, bro.”

He’s talking about (Y/N).

“What’s wrong? Is she okay?” I ask in a worried tone.

“She hasn’t slept, and you and I both know that means her head was probably spinning with crazy thoughts all night,” he replies.

I nod and say, “I’ll be right back, stay here.”

I go back into my room and wake the random naked girl up, telling her to leave. She gets her clothes on and I walk out of my room with her, to find Matt still waiting.

I tell Matt to walk her out, and that I’ll go take care of (Y/N).

I walk over to (Y/N)’s bedroom, and just walk in without knocking.

(Y/N)’s POV:

I hear someone walk in; I turn around and see shirtless Gilinsky standing next to my bed.

Are we supposed to be mad at each other? I mean, I know I said no jealousy. But, ugh, damnit.

“Can I lay with you?” he asks me.

“What about that other girl?”

“I made her leave. You come first, remember?”

I pat the space next to me on my bed, and he gets beneath the covers.

“You know what to do, lay on your stomach,” he tells me.

I lay on my stomach, and feel him pull my shirt up to reveal my back.

He starts rubbing my back slowly, and playing with my hair a little, knowing it will put me to sleep in no time.

I feel my eyelids getting heavier and say,

“This doesn’t mean we’re back to normal, I’m just really tired and I need you right now. Got it?”

“Whatever you say, babygirl.”

I smile a little and drift into a deep, much-needed sleep.

JACK’s POV:

Being with her helps me finally fall asleep. Listening to her slow breathes, and her small noises as she falls asleep. I stop rubbing her back, pull her shirt back down and just place my arm over her. I start getting more tired by the second.

We seem to both sleep just fine when we’re with each other.

MATT’s POV:

I go back to my room and check my phone to look at the time.

It’s 8 a.m., and holy shit, it’s Valentine’s Day.

I walk downstairs to find all the boys making themselves breakfast.

Wow, they’re up early.

I greet them all with saying good morning.

After we all have our food and we’re seated at the table, I tell them it’s Valentine’s Day, and continue on with saying,

“We should do something special for (Y/N), guys.”

We all start looking at each other, smiling and agreeing.

“Any ideas?” I ask.

 - - - - - - - - - - - -

PART 10

A/N: This is a pretty short chapter compared to my other ones, but that’s because the next part will be veerrryyyy long. Plus, like i’ve mentioned, i’m out of town right now due to something that came up. But I hope you guys still liked it, let me know please. Part 10 will be posted tomorrow, and I think you guys will loveeee it. Sorry for such a short chapter, anyways love you guys! & thanks for 2k!!

All That Matters (Part 2)

PART ONE: http://tincandallus.tumblr.com/post/85196077808/all-that-matters-part-1

“What the fuck is this?” Nash says angrily, my eyes widening as he walks up into Shawn’s face, raising his fist. I push my (Y/H/C) hair behind my ear.

“I saw it Nash, so I just presumed that you were done with me.” I said.

“What did you see?” He asks, guilt taking over his features. He lowers his fist and takes a step back from Shawn. I could feel Shawn’s hand tighten around mine and I started rubbing his had with my thumb, calming him down.

“Let me refresh your memory. You, no clothes, and a bed. Oh wait I’m missing something, let me think… That’s right! A shirtless, braless, Lindsay Demeola straddling you chuckling as you plead for Taylor not to tell me.” I recount the video, not letting my emotions take over.

“(Y/N) I, it was an accident. It only happened a couple times… It was a mistake.” Nash pleads as all the other boys stare at Nash in shock. 

“A couple times? We had been together six months Nash. You ruined it for some filthy tramp.” I spat, walking past Bart and asking for Shawn and I’s room keys.

“You’re not gonna say hi to the other boys?” Shawn asks.

“Shit you’re right, that was rude.” I say, walking back towards the lobby. “Hey guys, sorry for being bitchy earlier.” You smile at the others, noticing Nash’s absence.

“It’s no problem (Y/N). We understand.” Gilinsky says to me, giving me one of those famous smiles as he rushes to hug me. Gilinsky picks me up and spins me around in his strong arms. Out of all the boys except Shawn and Nash, Gilinsky and I have been the closest. He’s like the brother I’d never ask for but got anyway, except I like him a lot. I greet all the other boys and they tell us they’re going to the beach and to come soon. Shawn and I go up to our room with Gilinsky and Johnson trailing behind us. 

“So, you and Nash… It’s over right?” JJ (Jack Johnson) asks me, sympathy clouding his face.

“Yeah, as far as I know. I’m just glad I have Shawn you know?” I say grabbing his hand as Shawn kisses my forehead.

“Oh, so you guys are finally together? Thank God, now Shawn can stop complaining about how you’ll never like him blah, blah, blah.” Gilinsky says and my eyes widen as I look up towards Shawn’s flaming red face.

“Yeah, I’m happy. ” I said being a little embarrassed for Shawn. He liked me this whole time? Maybe Gilinsky was just saying that… 

“Seriously?” Gilinsky asks making kiss sounds at me and Shawn.

“Yeah, truthfully.” I said looking into Shawn’s eyes as he smiled at me. We end up at the room and us four walk in, amazed by the ocean view. I pretend not to feel weird about the information I just took in… I mean, I tell him everything. Even everything about me and Nash. The stuff we’ve done. Oh God.

“Are you gonna get ready for the beach? We already are.” JJ said, snapping me out of my embarrassed thoughts, and gestured to him and Gilinsky, pointing to their swimming attire.

“Yeah, I’ll change in the bathroom.” I say as I open my suitcase and grab my black bikini and some frilly black Brandy shorts. I quickly change out of my plane attire and open the door to the bathroom just as Gilinsky lets every single Magcon boy (including Hayes) into our room, Nash and I making an awkward eye contact, with me just wearing a bikini top and shorter-than-short-shorts. I had let down my wavy (Y/H/C) hair and slipped on my red vans, and on the way out I grabbed my tie dye penny board. All the other guys had them so I guessed I needed mine. 

“Damn, (Y/N), you sure know how to wear a suit.” Cameron says as we walk out of the hotel, fans immediately swarming us.

“You sure know how to make a girl blush, Cam.” I say, looking over to see Nash fueled with rage. 

“I missed you (Y/N)” Cam says, giving me a hug as we walked through the crowd of screaming girls, greeting them as we get into the van to go to the boardwalk. 

“I missed you too.” I say once we hop in the van.

( SEATING

Shawn    Jack J     Carter     Bart

(Y/N)      Jack G      Matt            Front

Cam    Nash     Hayes     Taylor )

I cuddled next to Shawn on the way to the beach, earning confused looks from the boys and sad looks from Nash. In a way I felt bad for Nash- even though he broke me- because I never even told him it was over, and that was really harsh. But what Nash did, more than once, was also very harsh. I used to leave Nash in California all the time with Lindsay and her sister, I trusted him. He was probably fucking her the whole time we were together. I shudder at the thought but no one seems to notice.

We arrived at the beach and I grabbed my penny board and hop out of the car with the rest of the boys. We find a nice spot on the beach and Shawn and I lay our towels right next to each others, earning some weird looks from the boys. Taylor, Shawn, Nash, Hayes, and the Jacks go to take pictures with the fans while Aaron, Carter, and Matt go fuck around in the water. I slip off my shorts, start to tan, and try to forget about the whole mess that this trip has been. I feel the warm sun baking my pale skin and the cold hits me. I open my eyes to see Cameron blocking the sun.

“What’s going on (Y/N)?” He asks me, sitting down on Shawn’s towel next to me.

‘What do you mean?” I ask innocently.

“You and I both know that Shawn likes you, and three days after you find out Nash slept with Lindsay you move on? If you’re using Shawn for some type of jealousy thing…” Cameron continues, and I’m shocked that he would even think that of me.

“Cameron, if you honestly believe I would ever do something like that you aren’t a true friend.” I say sharply. He looks down to the sand in either shame or guilt, or both. He knows I’m right.

“I know (Y/N), it’s just that I don’t want Shawn to get hurt. Especially by you.” He says and gives me a worried look.

“I would never hurt Shawn. All of you boys should know how much I love him. We’ve been through everything together and I would never give him up to make someone as pathetic and low as Nash Grier jealous. I don’t care what Nash thinks, does, or says anymore because he’s not my problem. I’m with Shawn now and if you guys can’t except that then…” I stop when I hear a muffled sob behind me and I turn around to see Nash in tears. I turn to face Cam and see that he’s about as shocked as I am. Nash never cries, especially not in public.

“Is that true? You love Shawn?” He chokes on his words. I fight every urge that I have to hold him and run my fingers through his hair, telling him it’s gonna be okay and that I love him. Because I don’t love him. I hate him.

“Yeah, it is true Nash. I love Shawn more than I ever loved you.” I say to him. My voice is so sharp I’m afraid I could’ve physically hurt him.  Shawn walks over to us to see my angry expression and gives me a confused look. Nash’s feelings seem to have overloaded and he turns to face Shawn, waiting to do what he’s wanted to do all day. I watch in shock as Nash’s fist collides with Shawn’s face.

(AN: Hope you enjoy this. I really like writing this and yeah, Love you guys and thank you so much!)

Magcon Preference #30

You’re sick and he takes care of you (7/14) 

Nash:

He watches you as you shift uncomfortably, your face sweaty and hot with a fever. “Babe, come here,” He holds out his arms to you. Weakly you walk over to him and stand in front of him, Nash presses his lips to your forehead. “Na–” You start, but the pain in your throat keeps you from talking . “Oh baby you’ve got a fever. Come on, we’re getting you to bed.” Nash picks you up and carries you to your bedroom, getting you changed into your comfiest pajamas and tucking you into the covers, snuggling up next to you to keep you warm, not even caring that he’ll probably get sick as well.


Matt:

“(Y/N) You ok? you look really sick.” “How can someone look sick?” you asked. “Well your just lying there I wasn’t sure you were even alive” he chuckled. “I’m fine…just”, you cleared your throat, ’’ Um tired" you lied. You and Matt had planed to have dinner at his favorite restaurant tonight, you felt sick, but you would feel bad if you canceled on the date. “I know you’re sick (Y/N).” he said firmly. “I’m not” you were interrupted by a sneeze’‘  Even sick “ you tried. Matt chuckled. "Oh yeah you’re not sick at all” Matt said sarcastically. “(Y/N) its ok we don’t have to go out tonight.” he said sitting next to you. “I feel bad…I’m sorry” you frowned. “Its fine, maybe another night…why don’t I make you some tea or something. I’ll get some medicine too.” “That would be great thanks.” He came back carrying medicine, your favorite tea, and some movies. “Movie night?"he offered. "Sounds perfect. What would I do without you Matt?” you said giving him a sweet smile while cuddling up to him on the couch. 

Cameron:

Cameron didn’t have much experience when it came to taking care of you when you were sick, since you rarely got sick, but today he was going to learn. You woke up with the worst sore throat and could barely talk. You laid there for a while waiting for Cameron to wake up, but you decided to just forget it and get up to make yourself some tea. A few minutes later Cameron came into the kitchen shirtless while rubbing his eyes. “Morning babe.” He yawned, but you didn’t answer. It was to painful to speak. “Y/N, are you okay?” He questioned and you shook your head. You pointed to your throat while taking a sip of your tea wincing from the unbearable pain that shout through your throat. “Aww babe. Let’s get you back to bed.” he cooed wrapping his muscular arms around you and led you towards the bedroom where you two cuddled and slept for the rest of the day until you felt better. 

Sam:

“Hey I should steal some of these!” Sam says in an excited voice as he grabs a handful of the tongue sticks, you were sick and had to come to the doctor to get some medicine  The doctor said that you had a severe sinus infection and wouldn’t get better for awhile without the proper meds, “No, Sam put them down.” You beg. He sighs and puts them down before walking towards you, he stands in between your legs and begins to kiss your neck, “Sam, please, I’m sick.” You whisper at him, but he continues, “Usually, making out makes people feel better sooner.” His voice muffled by your neck. He grabs both of you legging clad thighs for better grip as he moves to your lips, once they found out you weren’t contagious he got all excited that you’ll finally let him kiss you again. You kiss back tugging at his zipper that is, until the doctor comes back in, “Here’s your medicine.” She says awkwardly.  Sam quickly takes a seat, “Thank you so much!” You say taking it, she smiles at the both of you uncomfortably,before walking out causing you and Sam to burst into a fit of laughter.

Gilinsky:

All of the sudden you came down with the chickenpox. As a kid you never seemed to get them, so this wasn’t that much of a surprise. Even though you had no idea who you got them from. Luckily for you Jack had had them already so he could take care of you and not have the fear of getting them himself. While Jack had gone to get you prescription, you lied down on your bed feeling itchy and nasty.  Jack came back and you took your meds and then he hopped in bed with you. “Baby, you look like you had a really bad breakout,” He tells you, as he inspects your bumpy back. “I know, it’s nasty, you ass,” You reply glaring at him. He laughs a little bit. “You’re still sexy though,” he winks at you. “Ha ha ha very funny Gilinsky.”

Johnson:

“You have no idea how adorable you are right now.” Jack laughed kissing the top of your red nose, lying next to you. Your bundled up in bed, only the half of your face showing. Your face flushed from sneezing. Jack won’t even let you think about getting up. When ever you shift in your seat he looks over. “You ok, Y/N? Do you need something?” You slumped back down, its not even worth discussion. “I was going to get some water.” You sniffed. He was gone before you were finished speaking. “Here you go.” He handed you the water bottle and sat back down.


Shawn:

Sighing you laid your head back on your pillow, wrapping the comforter around you. Why? Having a headache, cough, and stuffy nose was extremely annoying. You had told Shawn that he couldn’t come over since you didn’t want him to get sick too. But, you heard your door open and peaked out from under the blanket. “Shawn, go.” You mumbled. “Babe, I want to be with you. I don’t give a shit if I get sick,” He replied  walking closer to your bed. You gave up and put the blanket over your head, and scoot closer to your wall, away from the edge he was walking towards. You felt the bed sink in a little bit and feel an arm wrap around your rib cage. “Baby,” He whispered. You pulled the blanket down a little bit, so just your eyes were peaking out. You turned back towards him and starred at him. He chuckled at you. “Come here,” He told you, pulling your body into his. “Snuggle with me.”

Nash Grier/Matt Espinosa imagine

It was December 28. A few days after Christmas and few days before New Years. It was Nash’s birthday.
He had just flown back from North Carolina yesterday. And I figured why not visit him? I hadn’t seen him in over a month, and it was his birthday.
I got dressed with some combat boots, leg warmers, a floral dress and an army jacket. I curled my hair into loose waves and applied minimal makeup. Once I was done i headed out the door. I got in my black Audi and went to Porto’s to go pick up Nash a cake.
After an hour I finally arrived to Nash’s apartment. While in the elevator heading to Nash’s floor. I got this really bad feeling in my gut. It was telling to go back home, not get off the elevator. But I ignored it. While getting closer to Nash’s apartment the feeling in my guy got worse, but once again I ignored an put on a smile. I mean it was the first time I was going to see my boyfriend in a month.
The door was unlocked that was strange… Like someone was in a rush to get in.
As I walked in and set down the cake in the table I heard muffled noises coming from Nash’s room. They sounded like moans. I set my hand on the doorknob scared of what I was about to see. As I turned the doorknob my eyes turned watery as to what I saw. I slammed the door shut making the window shake. I grabbed the closest thing next to me, which was Nash laptop and threw at his door, before he opened. He was shirtless and shoeless, jeans hanging low. He looked at me and at his laptop shocked.
“Sorry about us and your laptop I’ll send you a check later” I said turning around towards the door. I felt the need to cry so bad but I wasn’t about to breakdown in front of him.
“Y/n wait” he said grabbing my arm. There was movement behind him.
She was beautiful, way prettier than me, I could see why Nash would choose her over me. She walked past us mumbling “sorry” before stepping out the door. Nash finally let go of my arm.
“Y/n…” Nash started just above a whisper. “Y/n I’m so sorry. I-i just don’t know what got into me.”
“No your not” I said “God how could I be so stupid!”
“Y/n your not stupid… Your the smartest most beautiful girl I have ever met.” Nash stepped closer putting his arms on my waist.
“Yes, yes I am cus I fell in love with a cheating asshole!”
As soon I said that Nash’s eyes turned watery.
“Nash were done” I steeped out the door into the hallway. Tears finally falling from my eyes.
“No…no you can’t do that you love me too much!” He said stopping me again in the middle of the hallway. He was crying to.
“Yes, I love you more than I love myself"I said caressing his cheek. "But-t you d-don’t love me” I said just above a whisper. “I-if you did y-you wouldn’t do this to me”
“Y/n I’m sorry I was an idiot, she is nothing compared to you” Nash cupped my cheek wiping my tears with his thumb.
“I’m sorry too” I said pushing him off me.
The elevator door opened and I stepped in. Closing the door before he could come in. I could hear the banging on the door before the elevator moved. He was screaming my name. Once I felt the elevator move, I broke down. I slid down the wall into a puddle of my own tears.
The elevator door opened, and I walked out.
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Two weeks later
I was taking my dog out for a walk in the park. There was a couple there laughing and running around, reminding of how me and Nash use to be. As I stepped closer I realized it was Nash and the same girl from before. I felt my heart shatter into a million pieces. I quickly turned around and walked away as quickly as possible. Tears falling from my eyes once more.
“Hey, hey are you all right?” A dirty blonde hair boy asked me.
“Hmm what?” I asked.
“Well your crying.”
“I-I no.”
He embraced me in a hug.
“It’s alright I’m here now, I’m Matt”

/////////////////////////////////////////////////////New Imagine! Should I do part 2?

You Have A Disorder

I know writing about these particular issues is a very controversial thing. I know there are some writers out there who don’t like seeing things like this published because it is a sensitive topic. I’m obviously not one of them because I’m publishing it. Obviously romanticising someone who has depression or anxiety is like super weird, and I’ve never personally met someone who does it, but I don’t think its like disgusting to post something like this. I think it’s important that people realise there are millions of people in the world suffering from these disorders and illnesses and that people out there who may have these illnesses aren’t alone. So if you send me hate for posting this, then you can bet your ass I’ll rip you a new one. I write whatever I want to write. I have personal experiences with all these illnesses I’ve written about. So fuck you (also, I know asthma isn’t like a sensitive topic, but I just threw it in there)

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Aaron (anxiety) - 

You’ve always been anxious, ever since you were a little girl, and your parents had put your on anxiety medication not too long ago to help deal with the stress of touring with your boyfriend and constantly being in the spotlight. You usually remembered to take them, and if you somehow forgot, Aaron would always been there to remind you, but it seems both of you forgot.

“How do the fans always know where we are?” Aaron sighed, gripping my hand tightly in his. “Don’t let go yeah?”

“Mmmhmm,” I bit my lip, already beginning to feel my heart pound and my palms get sweaty. “Uh, I might just wait in here till they leave.” I pulled my hand free, stumbling over to a free booth at the cafe we were in and sitting down. I immediately placed a hand over my heart, feeling it pound with every shaky breath I took.

“Oh shit, did you take your medication today?” Aaron dropped down infront of me, taking both my hands in his and rubbing his thumbs over my knuckles, knowing it was one of my favourite things. I shook my head, squeezing my eyes shut and willing my heart to slow down, wincing when the screams of the fans continued to get louder. “Alright, alright it’s ok. Just breathe babe.” He placed my hand over his heart, holding it there until my breathing gradually started to slow down until it was at a relatively normal pace.

“I can’t believe I just freaked out in front of everyone,” I sighed, giving an uneasy glance at the boys who were pressed against the window, pulling faces at the girls.

“They understand,” Aaron waved my comment off. “They’re here for you just as much as I’m here for you.”

“Still, they probably think I’m stupid now,” I frowned, picking at my finger nails. “I mean, who freaks out of the fans.”

“Well they can be pretty intense,” he chuckled, pulling me up off the chair and into his arms, swaying us from side to side gently. “Let’s get you back to the hotel yeah?”

Cameron (bipolar) - 

You were only recently diagnosed with bipolar, but your parents and close friends claimed they always knew you had it. You weren’t used to it, and could never pick up on any of the symptoms of it until it was too late. Luckily, your boyfriend was always there to help and calm you down.

“Hey babe, look what this fan gave me,” I grinned, holding up a shirt with several photos of Cam and myself printed onto it. “Isn’t it cute?”

“It’s lovely princess,” Cam nodded, not taking his eyes off his laptop from where he was editing a video. I frowned, tears welling up in my eyes.

“Fucking hell Cameron, you never pay attention to me!” I threw the shirt on the bed, making the boy jump at my sudden yell. “Am I not fucking good enough for you anymore or something!”

“Woah, babe I’m sorry,” he closed the lid of his computer, bouncing off his bed until he was standing in front of me.

“Stop saying you’re sorry,” my lower lip wobbled as I burst into tears, collapsing to the floor in a heap. “It makes me feel horrible! I’m a horrible girlfriend!”

“No princess, you’re the best girlfriend,” Cam dropped down in front of me, pulling me onto his lap. “Please stop crying. You’re too beautiful to cry.”

“No I’m not!” I wailed, sobbing into the sleeves of my sweatshirt. “You should leave me for one of those pretty fans.”

“I don’t want one of those girls, I want you,” he rubbed my back, chuckling when I turned so I was straddling him, my arms wrapped tightly around his neck as I stared at him.

“Why?” I simply asked, my sobs turning into soft sniffles.

“Because you’re beautiful and smart and funny and quirky and you look so good in my shirts,” he winked, making me giggle. “Now, let’s turn off our phones, lock the door and cuddle in bed yeah?”

Carter (diabetes) - 

Your family had a history of type 2 diabetes, and it seemed to have skipped a generation and been passed onto you. Ever since you were little you had been taking insulin shots and tablets, and now that you were older, you were extremely conscious of what you ate, considering your parents weren’t there to do it for you. It was always hard when you went on tour with Carter and the boys, seeing as all they seemed to eat was extremely fatty and sugar foods.

“Guy’s let’s go to Waffle House!” Taylor yelled, already running off towards the restaurant. The rest of the boys followed him, leaving Carter and myself standing alone.

“You don’t have go to if you don’t want to,” Carter gave me a small smile.

“No it’s ok,” I shrugged. “I don’t have to get anything.” I pulled him towards the restaurant, screwing my nose up when I smelt the freshly made waffles. It was going to be so hard resisting those, but I had already had a lot of sugary foods earlier on, and I didn’t want to risk anything.

“Oh my god! Y/N you have to have the chocolate chip pancakes! They’re to die for!” Taylor moaned, pulling myself and Carter into the seats next to me, shoving the menu in my face.

“Dude, she can’t eat that,” Carter rolled his eyes at his friend.

“Why? If you’re watching your weight, you’re already stick thin,” Taylor gave me a confused look, pouting when Carter smacked him on the back of the head.

“I’ve got diabetes remember?” I giggled when I saw the blush spread across Taylor’s face.

“Oh sorry, I forgot,” he pouted.

“Do you wanna go somewhere else Y/N?” Matt piped up, knowing how hard it was for me to resist sugary foods even with my condition.

“No it’s fine, you guys enjoy your food,” I waved off his comment.

“Gosh it must be so hard to be you,” Taylor sighed. “I don’t know how anyone could resist waffles.”

Dillon (asthma) -

Asthma was quite common in your family, and you had been the unlucky sibling to get it. It was always hard growing up, never really being able to participate in the sports you wanted because of it, and it was even harder now considering your boyfriend was one of the most active people you knew.

“Babe, do you wanna go to the gym with me?” Dillon popped his head out of the bathroom, shirtless and still in his boxers.

“Nope,” I snorted, snuggling further into the bed.

“You’re like the fittest person I know, and you never wanna come to the gym with me,” he pouted, shuffling over to the bed and falling face first next to me. “You afraid I’ll show you up?”

“You wish,” I stuck my tongue out, squealing when he jumped on top of me, fingers tickling my sides. “Dillon no!”

“Come on tough girl, try get outta this one,” he teased, straddling my hips, effectively pining me down.

“N-NO! S-ST-STOP!” I giggled, trying to push his hands away, starting to feel my throat closing up. “Babe please!”

“What’s wrong?”  he held his hands up, watching my reach into the bedside table. I fumbled around for a minute, finally grasping the cool plastic in my hand, pulling it out and bring it to my lips. “Is that…” I held up my hand, taking a deep breath before inhaling again, feeling the tightness in my chest start to dim.

“Yes I have asthma,” I sighed, chucking my inhaler back onto the table, closing my eyes to avoid his look.

“Why didn’t you tell me?” he asked, rolling off me and lying down next to me, forcefully rolling me onto my side.

“Because, you’re always wanting to do new things and run around with the boys, and I didn’t want to be a burden,” I opened my eyes, giving him a sad smile.

“Is that why you never want to go to the gym with me?” he sighed, wrapping an arm around my waist and tugging me closer to his chest.

“I have to stop constantly to use my puffer, but I don’t want to give it up,” I shrugged, resting my head onto his chest. “It’s hard but I’ve dealt with it all my life.”

“I want to help, it any way I can,” he told me, squeezing my hip gently. “But you have to promise to tell when when you need your inhaler. I don’t want you passing out on me.”

Hayes (dyslexia) - 

You had dealt with your dyslexia for most of your life, and despite the hard times and the struggles, you had started to show a lot of improvement. Your parents allowed you to be home schooled and hired the best teachers to teach you. You hadn’t however, told your boyfriend of your condition. You never had to read anything anyway and you weren’t old enough to drive so street signs were never a problem, but I never countered for the unexpected.

“Babe!” Hayes called from the bathroom, making me look up from where I was watching a movie on my laptop. “Can you get me a towel?”

“Jesus Christ Hayes, you always forget to get one,” I groaned, spotting his towel on the dresser and getting up to chuck it through the cracked open bathroom door. “Next time you just have to suffer through a naked run.”

“We all know you’d enjoy that,” he replied, making me scoff.

“If you say so,” I simply replied, going back to watching ‘Avengers’ on my laptop. Hayes appeared a few minutes later with his towel wrapped around his waist. “Where are your clothes?”

“I think I’m just gonna walk around for the rest of the day butt naked,” he winked, flopping down on the bed next to me and propping his chin up on his elbow. I gave him a 'bitch please’ look, pointing at his suitcase.

“Atleast put some boxers on,” I raised a brow, chuckling when he let out a loud sigh.

“Fine woman,” he rolled off the bed, rummaging through his suitcase. A soft 'ding’ rang through the room, signalling Hayes had gotten a text. “Can you check that for me babe?”

“Why can’t you just read it for yourself?” I bit my lip, grabbing his phone off the beside table and holding it out for him.

“Because I’m getting ready, like you asked,” he stuck his tongue out, walking back into the bathroom. “It’s probably just Nash anyway.”

“Hayes seriously, just read it yourself,” I threw the phone to the end of the bed, trying to fight back the tears in my eyes. Even though I had been doing well with my reading, it was super hard to read small text message writing. I had to put my font all the way up to the largest size to be able to read it without difficulty.

“Geez ok, I don’t get what the big deal is,” he reappeared, grabbing his phone from the edge of the bed and unlocking it, typing out a response. “I’m not a private guy. Literally, everything is out there.”

“I can’t read ok!” I threw my hands up in the air, slamming my laptop lid down and chucking it to the side, crossing my arms over my chest. “I have dyslexia and it’s hard to read texts!”

“You…. You have dyslexia?” he said, sitting down on the corner of the bed. “Why didn’t you tell me?”

“Because Hayes, I’m a fucking moron,” I chuckled darkly, covering my face with a pillow. “I have to be privately tutored because I’m too embarrassed to let other people know.”

“You’re one of the smartest people I know,” he crawled on top of me, pulling the pillow away from my face. “And I’m proud that it’s only hard to read texts, not impossible. Just proves that you’ve come a long way.”

Jack J (ADD)

You came across a lot of people who claimed they had ADD, but it reality they just had short attention spans because they were morons. They had no idea what it was like to actually suffer from ADD. You had been living it with it since you were born pretty much, and throughout your relationship with Jack, he had been completely supportive and helpful.

“JACK JACK JACK JACK JACK! Come on!!!!” I tugged on my boyfriends hand, trying to get him to walk faster.

“Babe calm down!” he chuckled, pulling me into his chest, holding me tightly to his chest. “We just got here! We have all day!”

“But I wanna go on the rollercoaster,” I whined, managing to get out of his grip and opting to jump around him. “Let’s go let’s go!”

“Geez Y/N, you’re literally bouncing off the walls,” Cameron walked up to us, placing a hand on my shoulder.

“I WANNA GO ON THE ROLLERCOASTER!” I squealed, jumping on his back and pointing forward. “GO NOBLE STEED!”

“Y/N calm down,” Jack sighed, running after Cameron who had taken off with me on his back.

“Don’t ruin my vibe,” I stuck my tongue out, jumping off Cameron’s back once we had arrived at the rollercoaster. Everyone eventually caught up to us, and by then, I was already begging to go on another ride.

“We’re staying at this ride,” Jack whispered calmly in my ear, holding me tight to his chest.

“But I’m bored of this one now,” I pouted, resting my head against his chest. “I wanna…”

“You wanna what?” he prompted, reaching a hand up and poking my cheek to get my attention anymore.

“I want a pizza,” I grinned, spotting a pizza stand nearby. “With Pepperoni.”

“How about we go on this ride then get a pizza,” he sighed in defeat, shuffling me backwards when he saw the line move.

“But-”

“Butts are for sitting,” he winked, pecking my forehead. “Next time we all decide to go to an amusement park, make sure you take your medication beforehand.”

“It wasn’t my fault you distracted me,” I pouted, crossing my arms over my chest the best I could in his hold.

Jack G (schizophrenia) - 

Whilst your schizophrenia was only mild, it tended to flare up when you were in unknown situations, and that was seemingly all the time seeing as you were always on tour with your boyfriend, Jack. You had never had an episode in front of the rest of the boys, as Jack was the only one who knew how to calm you down and how to keep his cool.

“Jack,” I tilted my head up from where I was lying in between his legs, tightening my grip on his hands.

“Hmm?” he raised a brow, looking down at me.

“I can hear them,” I whimpered, squeezing my eyes shut and trying to block out the loud screams that seemed to be resonating from the bathroom. “They’re so loud.”

“You know they aren’t real babygirl,” he sighed, turning my body around and pulling me into his chest.

“They’re in the bathroom Jack! They’re there!” I started to shake, covering my ears with my hands. “Please make them stop.”

“Y/N? Are you ok?” a soft hand was placed on my back, making me shake even harder, a scream being muffled by Jack’s chest.

“It’s just Sam Y/N,” Jack soothed, forcing me to turn my head and look at the worried boy through teary eyes. “He won’t hurt you.”

“Do you want us all to leave…?” Sam asked, looking at Jack over my head.

“NO!” I cried out, reaching out and gripping the boys shirt. “Don’t leave. I feel safer with more people.”

“What exactly are we protecting you from?” Johnson piped up from the other bed, making Jack sigh.

“Y/N has schizophrenia,” he simply said, earning a collective 'aaahhh’ from the boys. Sam shuffled down further on the bed until he was lying down, giving me a dopey smile.

“It’s just us here Y/N,” Jack hummed, starting to rub my back and sway us back and forth. “No need to be scared.”

“But the people in the bathroom,” I frowned, tensing slightly when Sam grabbed my hand, squeezing it reassuringly.

“There’s no one in there Y/N,” Johnson chirped, chucking a shoe at the bathroom wall, making everyone jump in surprise. The only sound now being the soft drip of the tap and my heavy breathing. “See. There’s no one in there.”

“I think next time we should just watch a Disney movie rather than the conjuring,” Jack sighed, pecking my forehead.

Jacob (mysophobia) - 

You had always had an irrational fear of germs, but it seemed to have become a bigger problem as you got older. Your parents were always helpful, but you couldn’t escape the wrath of your younger siblings who just loved to play outside. Thankful, your boyfriend Jacob was understanding (and had the best hygiene).

“Y/N look what a fan gave me!” Jacob ran through the tour bus door, holding a small white ukulele in his hands which sharpie all over it. “They had their friends write cute messages on it too!”

“That’s lovely,” I simply nodded, shuffling further away from the germ infested guitar in his hands.

“Read what this one says,” he plopped down next to me, turning the guitar over and holding it up, making me jump away.

“JACOB! You have no idea how much bacteria is on that thing!” I squeaked, reaching for the hand sanitiser in my bag and throwing it at him. “Either go have a shower or drown yourself in that because I’m not touching you if you don’t.”

“Oh, sorry babe,” he grinned sheepishly, getting up and placing the guitar in his bag. “I forgot.” He leant forward to try to peck me on the cheek, pouting when I stumbled back.

“You’ve kissed hundreds of germy fans with those lips,” I pointed at the bathroom. “Go shower.” He playfully rolled his eyes, sliding past me and into the bathroom muttering a soft 'wish you’d join me’ as he went. I rolled my eyes at his comment, sitting back on the couch and waiting for 20 minutes whilst he shower. He always knew that after he had meet and greets that he would have to take extra long in the shower for my benefit. He even jokingly said he would install an acid shower in the bathroom so the germs would be fully gone.

“Ok, my skin is raw and my lips feel tingly,” he reappeared with only his boxers ok. “Is that good enough?”

“What about your hands?” I raised a brow, screwing my nose up at the thought of how many infested hands he had probably held.

“Everything’s clean, I promise,” he grinned, shuffling over to the couch and lying down, resting his head in my lap.

“I’m sorry for being so anal about it,” I sighed, running my fingers through his damp hair.

“It’s fine,” he shrugged. “It’s a cute quirk.”

“The fact that I make you shower like 6 times a day is cute?” I raised a brow.

“Well atleast I’m the cleanest boy on a planet.”

Mahogany (tremors) - 

Whilst your tremors weren’t all that frequent, they always seemed to come at the most inopportune of times. They never happened when your were nervous or anything. They just came on out of the blue.

“Can I just get a strawberry milkshake please?” I smiled up at the water, handing her the menu.

“Of course, I’ll be back with your drinks,” she gave us all a tired smile before walking away.

“You can have some of my waffles if you’d like,” Mahogany nudged my side, giving me a small smile.

“Thanks love,” I grinned, pecking her cheek. I tuned in and out of everyones conversation, opting to play with Mahogany fingers, lacing them together under the table.

“…and one enormous strawberry milkshake,” the waiter placed a glass infront of me overflowing with whipped cream and sweet strawberry goodness. “Enjoy you guys.”

“Hell fuckin yeh we will,” I muttered, running my thumb along the rim of my glass to catch the dripped cream.

“LANGUAGE Y/N! WE HAVE MINORS AT THE TABLE!” Cameron gasped, covering Shawn’s ears.

“I’ve heard him say much worse,” I rolled my eyes, picking up the glass and attempting to bring it closer. Key word being attempting. Halfway through my attempt, my hands began to violently shake, forcing me to put the cup down and shove my hands under my thighs to avoid anyone seeing.

“Do you not want your drink babe?” Mahogany raised a brow, a small frown on her flawless face.

“Can you bring it closer please?” I blushed, grinning when she pulled it closer. I sat up straight in my seat, placing the straw in between my lips and happily began drinking my milkshake.

“Y/N, are you a chicken?” Gilinsky asked me, resting his chin on his palm and giving me a strange look.

“Is this another pick up line, because I promise you, I will kick you this time,” I glared at the tanned boy, used to his constant flirtatious remarks.

“You’re waving your arms like a chicken Y/N,” he rolled his eyes, scooting further back in his chair to avoid my legs which just so happened to be in kicking distance from his crotch. I glanced down to see the tremors had moved up my entire arm, indeed making me look like I was attempting to fly, or atleast vibrate through a wall (this is a flash reference if anyone gets it..)

“Wait, is this that tremor think you told me about when I was drunk that night?” Taylor piped up, making me roll my eyes.

“How would you remember if you were drunk Taylor,” I said, reaching into Mahogany’s bag and pul out my medication, letting her take them from my shaking hands and force me to swallow.

“I remember everything you say sweet cheeks,” he winked. “But seriously, you do look like a chicken.”

“Yes, we get it. My girlfriend looks like a chicken! That doesn’t mean you can eat her,” Mahogany rolled her eyes, giving Gilinsky a pointed look. “Especially you. We all know how much you like chicken.”

Matthew (insomnia) - 

You had only developed a diagnosed case of insomnia when you hit high school. At first, everyone just though it was because of the stress of exams and homework, but then you weren’t getting any sleep at all, and on the off chance you did, it would result in night terrors. That was where Matt came in. You’ve been best friends ever since elementary when he accidentally took home your backpack instead of his, and he had helped you with your sleeping problems, being the only person who truly believed that it was insomnia. When he started travelling for MAGCON with his friends, he decided to take you with him, both for moral support and because he knew you wouldn’t be able to sleep without him there.

“Fucking hell Matt pick up your phone,” I sighed, holding the device close to my ear, snuggling further into the blankets.

“'ello,” a low voice came through a moment later, making me let out a breath I hadn’t realised I was holding.

“Can you come into my room?” I asked, hearing a muffled groan and a sound of agreement. “Door’s open.” I hung up, throwing my phone onto the bedside table and letting out a deep sigh, hearing the soft squeak of the door opening a moment later. I lifted the blankets, feeling Matt slide in next to me and cuddled up to my back, throwing an arm over my waist.

“Do you wanna talk about it?” he mumbled, lightly tracing random patterns on my stomach.

“It was about you leaving,” I frowned, placing my hand over his to stop his movements, opting to simply hold his hand in my own.

“Again…” Matt sighed, pulling me closer to his body, both of us now completely pressed against each other. “You know that’s not gonna happen Y/N.”

“What happens when you get a girlfriend Matt!” I rolled over so I was looking at him, inwardly cooing at the site of my sleepy bestfriend. “You’ll leave me for her and I’ll be alone! I’m pretty sure whoever your future girlfriend is won’t appreciate you cuddling with your female bestfriend every night to get rid of her stupid night terrors.”

“My future girlfriend will love it because that girl will be you,” he gave me a small smile.

“Wait, what?” I pulled back from where I was snuggled against his chest, giving him a weird look. “You want me to be your girlfriend?”

“Well yeh,” he shrugged, sending me a cute smile. “We’re pretty much joined at the hip anyway. Plus, your mum may or may not have told me you liked me. And I may or may not told her I liked you back.”

“God damn it that woman can never keep a secret,” I huffed, a soft blush spreading across my cheeks.

“She tells me everything.. I’m too cute to resist,” he winked, tightening his arm around me. “Now, you get some sleep and we can talk more in the morning.” I simply grunted in approval, my eyes slowly closing.

“Fucking finally, I thought you’d never shut up,” Mahogany groaned, making us both laugh.

Nash (deafness) - 

You weren’t completely deaf. You could hear more out of your left ear than your right. Whispers were pretty much impossible, even with your good ear, and someone speaking normally was a bit of a strain to understand. Thankfully, you were constantly around the guys, and they always seemed to be yelling anyway, so you could vaguely understand what was being said. Either way, you had taught yourself to lip read, so it wasn’t much of a problem for you.

“FUCK YOU HAYES! YOU TOTALLY CHEATED!” Cameron yelled, throwing his controller on the ground and tackling the younger Grier to the ground, playfully sending punches to the laughing boy.

“Get off me you shit head!” Hayes shouted, trying to push Cam off him.

“I swear I’m not related to that,” Nash chuckled, plopping down to the left of me and handing me a bottle of water. A soft mumbling came from my right side, and I turned to see Aaron looking at me expectantly.

“Sorry what?” I blushed, not used to having to focus on hearing through my right ear. I usually only hung around the Grier family and Cameron, seeing as they were the only ones (apart from my actual family) who knew about my condition.

“Geez Y/N, are you ignoring me,” he teased, poking my blushing cheek . “I said how do you deal with that every day.”

“Ya just get used to it I suppose,” I shrugged, leaning further into Nash, propping my legs up on Aaron’s lap.

“You’re actually so lucky your deaf, otherwise you’d have thrown us off the balcony,” Cam chuckled, making my eyes widen.

“DUDE!” Nash gave his bestfriend a look, reaching down and grabbing my hand, squeezing it reassuringly.

“Am I missing something…” Aaron glanced between myself and Cameron. Nash let out a deep sigh.

“Y/N can barely hear out of her right ear, which is why she didn’t hear what you said before,” Nash explained, a soft “oohh” coming from Aaron.

“But you’re always so…” he trailed off.

“I’ve learnt to adjust. And like Cam said, it’s a good thing sometimes, considering you lot can never shut the fuck up anyway.”

Nate (mute) - 

It was hard living like this, but it was interesting. Everyone always reacted differently. Most people thought you were weird and didn’t bother trying to communicate with you. You’re family were very accepting obviously, and most of them had taken to learn sign language to communicate with you. Your boyfriend however had a connection with you that no one else had. He’s been your bestfriend since he saw you getting picked on for your condition in elementary school, and ever since then, has always been there to scare off anyone who gave you shit for it. Now that he was your boyfriend, that protective side had gotten even worse.

“Ma seriously, that’s like 5 packets of gummy bears,” Nate sighed, giving me a funny look. I shrugged, sticking my tongue out at him.

“I need them!” I signed, continuing to pile the various snacks and junk foods onto the conveyer belt.

“Of course you do,” he rolled his eyes, giving me a cheeky smirk. “I’ll buy you all these if you do something for me.”

“Later,” I winked, blushing when I realised the cashier was staring at us both.

“Uh, that’ll be $21.54,” the guy looked at Nate, holding his hand out for the money. “You two dating?”

“Yup,” Nate grinned, tugging my hand and tucking me into his side. “Been with her for 2 years now.”

“I can’t imagine how hard it must be,” the cashier mused, absentmindedly pulling change out.

“How hard what must be?” Nate raised a brow, his hand clenching into a fist by my side. I began to gently nudge his side, trying to get him to leave.

“Ya know, being with someone with a problem,” the guy handed the change over, squeaking when Nate grabbed his arm, glaring at him.

“She doesn’t have a problem buddy,” he glared, tightening his grip on the boys arm. I slapped Nate’s hand, picking up the bag of food and tugging him behind me. Nate continued to glare at the boy until we were standing next to his car, now opting to grumble under his breath. I forced him to look up, watching him wince when he saw the look I was giving him. “You know I hate it when people say shit about you!”

“You know I don’t care about that… I have you and that’s all I need,” I signed, frowning at him.

“I care,” he pouted, tugging me into his chest. “You’re a normal human being. They act like your a fucking walking dog.” I pulled back slightly, poking his cheek.

“Please smile?” I signed, standing up on my tip toes and placing soft kisses all over his face, grinning when his infamous dimples began to show. “I love your dimples.”

“I know you do,” he sighed, pressing a soft kiss to my lips. “Come on, let’s go home. You need to keep your promise from before.” I rolled my eyes at his comment, tugging on his shirt when he began to walk away. He turned back, giving me a confused look.

“Can we get a dog now?”

Sammy (ligyrophobia) - 

You had grown up with your fear of loud noises for your entire life. As a kid, you always cried when your parents decided to vacuum the house, and you didn’t particularly like the sound of the shower. You had grown out of some of the noise. You could obviously have showers and you did the cleaning yourself with headphones in, but anything like fireworks or loud music, you absolutely hated. Even though your boyfriend Sam knew you had this phobia, he would sometimes forget.

“Babeeeee,” Sam whined, wrapping his arms around my waist and resting his chin on my shoulder. “Please come on stage with me.”

“Sammy no,” I sighed, continuing to scroll through my twitter feed, laughing at the tweets the fans were sending through. “It’s way too loud out there.”

“Just for like two seconds,” he pressed a kiss to my jaw, knowing it was my weak spot. “The fans really wanna see you.”

“Seriously stop asking me,” I huffed, ripping his arms off my body and stomping away, already beginning to feel to tears well up in my eyes. I threw open the back door of the venue, wincing at the sound of the screaming fans who had gathered nearby.

“OH MY GOD ITS Y/N!”

“I LOVE YOU!”

“YOU AND SAMMY ARE MY OTP!”

I gave the girls a forced smile, already beginning to feel my heart rate quicken and my palms sweat, the sounds of the girls beginning to freak me out.

“Y/N jesus christ get back inside!” a hand yanked me from behind, making me stumble back into the venue, the backdoor closing behind me. “Are you stupid!”

“Stop yelling!” I whimpered, covering my ears and dropping to my knees.

“Shit, I’m sorry, I just worry about you and when you walked away I didn’t know what happened,” Sam sat beside me, pulling me onto his lap and rocking me slightly, waving away anyone who came close to see what was wrong.

“It was so loud Sammy,” I sobbed, wincing when I heard someone drop something, the loud thud echoing straight through me.

“I know baby, I know,” he sighed, tugging the hoodie of my jacket up over my head so any sounds were muffled. “I’m sorry I tried to force you to come on stage. I just really wish you could feel the excitement from being up there.”

“I can see it on your face Sam, and I feel it fine from backstage,” I sniffled, taking my hands away from my ears and wrapping them around his torso instead, burying my face into his chest. “I’m sorry for being such a burden.”

“What do you mean?” he hummed, looking down at me and pressing a soft kiss to my forehead. “You’re not a burden.”

“You can never go see your fans when your with me because of the screaming and I just feel like I hold you back from doing so much because of this stupid fucking fear,” I huffed, a soft blush spreading across my cheeks. “I wish there was a cure.”

“I don’t want you to change at all. You’re so quiet and adorable and I love that I get to protect you from loud noises because I love holding you and cuddling with you,” he grinned.

“I never thought I’d see the day where Samuel Wilkinson admitted to like cuddling.”

Shawn (blindness) - 

You weren’t completely blind. You couldn’t see colours and features like freckles and moles were impossible to see, but you could see the general outline of a person and if you were close enough (meaning pretty much kissing distance) you could clearly see their face. Reading however, was completely out of the question, and you still struggled sometimes to read brail.

“Y/N,” Shawn sighed, running his hands down my back from where I was straddling him. I hummed in response, pressing a soft kiss to his neck. “What would you say if I wanted to pay for you to get your eyes fixed?”

“Shawn,” I sighed, pulling back so I could look him in the eyes best I could. “We’ve had this discussion before. You’re not paying for the surgery.”

“But the doctor said there’s a good chance he can fix it!” he frowned.

“There’s also a chance it could get worse,” I pointed out, pecking his lips lightly. “I don’t want you paying that much money just for a surgery that might not work.”

“I don’t care how much it costs, I just want you to be able to live normally and appreciate the beauty of life,” he pouted, making me roll my eyes.

“I do live normally. It’s not like I’m completely blind,” I scoffed playfully, cupping his cheeks with my hands and forcing him to look up at me. “Shawn thank you for the offer, but I don’t want you to spend that kind of money on me.”

“I love you, and I would give up everything I have to help you,” he placed his hands over mine, pulling them away from his face and bringing them to his lips, pressing his lips to my knuckles. “At least think about it.”

“Shawn,” I sighed, giving him a small smile.

“Don’t say anything about the cost. I’m loaded now, I can afford to do it,” he winked, a cocky smirk spreading across his face.

“Geez, and you say fame hasn’t changed you,” I giggled, squealing when he flipped us over, him now hovering over my body.

“You keep me grounded,” he hummed, leaning down and softly pecking my lips. “Just promise me you’ll think about it yeh?”

“Alright, I’ll think about it,” I rolled my eyes, pulling his face closer so I didn’t have to squint to see him. “I do kinda wish I could see colour. You’re shit at explaining the colour of things to me.”

“Once you’re eyesight is fixed we can dye your hair like bright pink or something,” he grinned, placing soft kisses just under each eye, making me giggle.

“Slow down, I haven’t said yes yet.”

Taylor (chronic fatigue) - 

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Whilst your condition was manageable, seeing as you had always been naturally lazy, your boyfriend was a bit of an issue. He was always running around and wanting to do new things, and always wanted to take you along. You didn’t want to tell him about your condition, seeing as you thought it would make him feel bad, and you didn’t want to feel like a burden.

“Y/N! Come on Y/N! We have to go on that!” Taylor shouted over the excited squeals of all the passengers on the rides, tugging me along through the crowd.

“Taylor slow down,” I panted, already beginning to feel my muscles start to hurt. “The ride will still be there in 5 minutes.”

“But the line,” he pouted, stopping suddenly, causing me to crash into his back. “It’ll get too long!”

“Babe they let you cut the line anyway,” I rolled my eyes, slumping onto his back, my legs starting to give out. “Can we sit down for a minute?”

“Yeh sure,” he led me over to a vacant bench, frowning when I immediately collapsed onto it. “Are you feeling alright? You look like you’ve run a marathon.”

“Gee thanks,” I rolled my eyes, resting my head on the back of the seat and closing my eyes, feeling a wave of tiredness wash over me. “I just feel really tired.”

“We can go back if you want. The park will always be here tomorrow,” he crouched down in front of me, resting his hands on my thighs and rubbing the bare skin there.

“What happened to the line being too long?” I teased, not having the energy to even smile at him let alone pinch his cheek like I usually did when I teased him.

“Ha ha very funny,” he scoffed, grabbing my hands and hauling me up so I was standing, making me squeal at the sudden movement. “Come on, let’s go back to the hotel.”

“Taylor I can’t walk,” I pouted, leaning on him to stop me falling over.

“Are you just being lazy again or do you have something you want to tell me?” he asked, forcing me to look up at him.

“I have chronic fatigue ok,” I sighed, attempting to push myself off him but only succeeding in flailing my arms around for a moment before crashing back onto him.

“Y/N! Why didn’t you tell me that! You shouldn’t be running around an amusement park in your condition!” Taylor groaned, slapping his forehead, giving me an annoyed look.

“I didn’t want to be a burden ok! You always wanna do these crazy things and I didn’t want to be the one to stop you,” I frowned, not looking in his eyes to avoid the disappointed look.

“I don’t care what I do with you, as long as you’re by my side no matter what, I’ll do anything,” he sighed, wrapping his arms around me and picking me up bridal style. “If you wanna be a lazy couch potato because you can’t do anything else, then that’s what we will do.”

“If there’s pizza involved, I’m in.”

Love story - Matt/Nash Part 2

http://mattisthebae.tumblr.com/post/87015628444/love-story-matt-nash-part-1 Part 1

“Hello students I’m your new English teacher Mr.Stan, remember it because I’m not here to teach you my name”


“oh jesus, we’ve got a sick English teacher” I whispered into Sara’s ear, “ I’m sorry what’s your name?” I jumped up “me?”,“ Yes you”,“ (Y/N)”,
“first day of school and you’re about to get detention young lady, I hear everything”,“ Sorry Mr.Stan”


Matt turn around and gave me a haha smile I just rolled my eyes “ I can see you are comfortable (Y/N)” said Mr.Stan and looked annoying at me, how the hell can he see that? I sat back in my chair shy and shrank me down.


The bell rang, finally, I ran out the door I could exactly hear Mr.Stan calling me but I did not even consider going back to him, I just ran.
Nice (Y/N) your first day of school and you’re already  fucked, I thought when I finally was at my locker,“ (Y/N)” I heard Matt say “ What?”, “ You know Mr.Stan yelled at you to come back?” I said nothing and turn around “ Mr.Stan is funcking mad at you (Y/N)”


“I know Matty but what should I do?,  He’ll probably ask why I did not come when he called” Matt took his hand on my cheek and said,“ Do what you always do,” this is why I love Matt “ Thanks Matty, I’ll talk to him,” I said and held my arms around him,“ that’s my  girl”.


I went back to class and there sat Mr.Stan annoying  on his chair when I came in.“ Sorry Mr.Stan that I ran, I just did not know what to say to you, and yes I have come back to to get my punishment, detention..” I said and looked down at the floor, Mr.Stan said nothing’’ Mr.Stan are you not gonna say something?“,


’‘I do not give you detention right now, but if you do it again you will get detention” I was totally confused “ why don’t I get detention?”, “ you can see what you’ve done wrong and that you come back to your punishment” he took a break and start again’’ therefore you don’t get detention’’,“ thank you Mr.Stan” I said and walked out of the classroom.


School was over now and the sun shone down, me Sara Nash Matt and a few other friends agreed to go home to Nash and swim in his pool, me and Sara said to Nash we would come later.


When we were at my house we had to find a bikini to me, after having searched my whole closet through we finally found the perfect bikini it was pink one with lace “ Nash will surely die when he sees you in that” Sara said “ oh stop” i said.


“Why are you and Nash not dating?” Sara asks “ why should we date?”,“ Probably because everyone in the entire school probably know that you two have something together”, “ but we don’t” i said and looked away, “ you haven’t seen the thirsty girls stare at you and Nash when you tow stand together?”


“No” I lied, I knew perfectly well that there were some girls who gave me dirty looks when I was together with Nash.
 ’'He circles around with other girls, Sara, he can get all the other girls at school, the popular girls why do he want me?“ I said, frustrating ” yes he is with other girls but he’s different with you (Y/N) you haven’t noticed it? He’s cute, he applies to you’’ she took a break and blew out “ he likes you (Y/N)”.


“Oh come on, we gotta go now” I said to get away from the conversation “Okay thirsty girl”,“ shut up” I said and pushed a little to her.


When we came to Nash’s house, I was turned away completely,“ holy shit have you ever seen a house like that Sara?”,“ No” she said pin.
We knocked on the door unsure whether it was Nash’s house, the door opened and a familiar blue eye boy came out shirtless “come in girls’'  Nash said,  Sara came first in and then me afterwards, it will also mean that Sara came first to the pool.


When it was my turn to go outside, I was pulled back by Nash and pushed into what looked like the living room ’'I can not wait to see you in a bikini” he said and kissed my neck “ you wish grier ” I said, and pushed my head to the side so he got more space, I moaned a “ohh” when he hit my sore spot.


“Nash” groaned I “ we must go out to the other” I said in pleasure “ or we could just do it here instead” he said, turning  me around and kissed me hard and sweet, he took his hand on my waist and pulled me to him.
I had a little white summer dress over my bikini,  Nash pulled my dress up over my head and threw it down on the floor, “ GET A ROOM” said one of Nash’s friends, and we pulled away from each other, all the others stood and laughed at us “ come on let’s go out to the pool’'  Nash said, Matt looked disappointed at me why? I ran over to him and asked,” Are you okay Matty?“,” I’m fine,“ he said and moved on.  I left quickly the thought of Matt look disappointing at me.


When we went out to the pool I could not help thinking of what might have happened between me and Nash?. I’m still a virgin and he could have taken it right there .. Fuck (Y/N) calm down.


’'Huh so (Y/N)?,  are you okay that we found you and Nash over each other?” Sara said “ No, that’s not why” I said,  and we laid ourselves down on some towels at the pool “so what is it then?”, “ I thought of what might have happened between me and Nash if you guys  did not come in” I said and looked over at Nash who looked at me, I smile looking at him and looked at Sara again.

“You would probably reject him?”,“ but I have never refused him in that way before”, “ Omg now that I think about it I remember hearing a girl reject him and he went crazy, I don’t know what happened then” she said, looking wide-eyed at me’’ thank you now I feel better’’ I said annoying and laid my head down on the towel.
“I’m happy to help a friend in need” she said, smiling silly at me.

Summer Lovin'

(A/N): Okay guys, I was in the mood for a cute one. Enjoy!

I grab my keys and bag and head out the front door, yelling goodbye to my parents. I see Cameron waiting for me outside, and I run up to give him a hug. “This summer is going to be great!” “I hope so, Cam.” I say, smiling. He lets go, and we walk to his house. Cameron’s house was literally down the street, so that was a plus. 

As we walk, i decide to just talk with Cameron, something I haven’t done in a long time. “Cam, remember when we played house everyday after school here?” I say, looking up at his huge house. “Yeah, one time I think I kissed you.” I start to blush, “Yeah. You were the husband, and i was the wife.” We both laugh as Cameron opens the door for me. I walk in and take it in. 

I hadn’t been to Cameron’s house for the longest time, and now that it was summer, i would spending most of my nights here. While I walk around, Cameron starts to talk, “So, I invited a couple kids from school over, that cool?” “Yeah, sure.. sounds great.” My mind was still entranced with his house. “(Y/N)?” “Oh, yeah?” I say, taking myself out of my trance. “You can get changed, the boys will be here any minute.” “My suit is under my clothes, so I’m good.” I say. 

Cameron walks into the bathroom and changes, coming out in just his swim trunks. Wow, he had certainly worked on his abs this school year. I stare for a little too long, because Cameron walks up to me and closes my mouth. “Didn’t your mother teach you that it’s rude to stare?” I just laugh it off awkwardly. “Of course she did, Cam." 

I hear the doorbell ring, So i walk outside, letting Cam get it. After all, it is his house. I put my sunglasses on and lay my towel on the chair. Cameron yells for me to come in just when I was about to lay down. "Hey guys.” I say, walking in. “Hi beautiful.” Taylor says. Boy did I not miss that. “Hi.” I say, a little embarrassed. “Hey Carter, Matt, Nash, Jacks, Sam, Aaron.” “Hey!” “Where’s Shawn and Jacob?” “They’re working in the studio today, unfortunately.” Cameron says, a little sad about it. “Well, we can always send them videos. But for the mean time…” Cameron picks me up and carries me outside, the boys all running and jumping into the pool. 

“Cameron Alexander don’t you dare-” Was all I could say before I got thrown into the pool with my clothes still on. “I’m sorry, were those shorts Gucci?” Cameron says, and the boys all laugh at me. “No, buy sunglasses were.” I say, laughing. I get out of the pool and take off my tank top and shorts. I could feel all of the eyes on me while I was stripping down. “Pervs.” i say, smiling. “It’s a habit, especially for Cameron.” Gilinsky says, nudging Cameron. If i saw correctly, I could see the faint blush creeping on Cameron’s cheeks. 

I run and jump into the pool, screaming, “CANNONBALL!” I make a big splash as the boys all applaud my cannonball. “I’ll give that a 9.5” Taylor says, smirking at me. “Okay, whatever. I’d like to see you do better.” That started the cannonball competition, with Matt winning. The rest of the day we messed around in the pool. 

At night, I went to get my clothes but they were soaked. “I got you, (Y/N).” Johnson says, giving me his shirt. The boys all are shirtless, which isn’t a bad sight to see. “Okay, time for never have i ever.” Taylor says, and the boys all agree. “Alright, alright. Let’s do this.”

Cameron starts with an obvious one. “Never have i ever slept with a girl before.” Taylor and Johnson’s fingers go down. The boys all look at each, and I hear the ‘oohs’ and 'ahhs’. “Virgins.” Taylor says, and the boys all crack up. I was next, so I said an obvious one. “Okay, this is embarrassing. But, never have I ever had my first kiss.” Everyone looks shocked. “You’re 16, and you haven’t-” As Taylor says this, they all put a finger down except Cameron. Now it was my turn to look surprised.

“You haven’t kissed a girl?” I say, shocked. “Nope…Saving it for someone special.” At this, I start to blush and he smiles. The game goes on until I win. “You’re so innocent, (Y/N), it’s an unfair advantage.” Taylor says, smiling. “Whatver.” i say, laughing. After the boys go home, Cameron and I decide to go back into the pool and swim under the stars. 

“This is beautiful.” Cameron says, staring up at the stars. “Yeah. It’s absolutely amazing.” As we both sit there in silence, Cameron starts to speak. “You haven’t had your first kiss?” “No, I just haven’t thought to give it up, until now..” I say, smiling. “What’s that supposed to mean?” Cameron says, smirking. “I think you know..” I move closer to him, his lips inches away from mine. “Well, I think I’ve found that someone special.” “Oh, really? Who?" 

Cameron leans in, and I can feel his warm breath as he says, "Shut up and kiss me.” Cameron leans in, and presses his lips on mine. I didn’t know what to expect, but it was pretty amazing. It wasn’t like fireworks, though. It was more of a pure love towards one another. I lean back, smiling.

It was more than I could have ever asked for.

Shawn Mendes Imagine. Requested by basically-luke.

“Shawn!” You giggled as your boyfriend’s fingers trailed up your sides, tickling you as you both cuddled on the coach. You were backstage before the boys’ last day on tour which just so happened to be in your city. At this moment in time you were both alone, something that unfortunately was extremely rare considering the boys enjoyed bothering you two whenever you came to see Shawn. They always teased you and Shawn about how you two had a ‘young love’. Whenever he kissed you on the cheek or made you blush, they always had to comment on the little PDAs you both shared and it drove you two nuts.

“My, my, my, my, give me love,” Shawn sang to the tune of Ed Sheeran’s song before he stopped causing you to giggle. His lips hovered in front of yours, his deep caramel eyes staring directly into your eyes before crashing his full lips onto yours. Your mouths moved in sink, but the moment was soon broken as the door burst open.

“Ooo Shawn, gettin’ some with your bae,” Nash chuckled as Cameron, Taylor, and both Jacks walked inside.

“Now you kids don’t do anything too bad-“ Taylor ordered, his voice changing into one that mimicked his grandfather’s as he shook his index finger at both of you. “Accidents happen all the time nowadays and you youngsters shouldn’t be messing around!” Everyone cracked up at the joke except for you and Shawn. With a serious frown lacing his lips and anger sparking through his eyes, Shawn shook his head, not bothering to address Taylor’s snide comments.

“C’mon, Tiffany, let’s go somewhere where we can be alone without being interrupted by ass-holes,” he muttered, taking your hand in his as he dragged you out of the room. You heard the boys howling with laughter as they continued to mock your relationship with Shawn. Although you put a smile on your face and shook off their comments as if they did not bother you, on the inside, you were hurting. You knew they didn’t mean any harm, but you couldn’t help but feel upset that they didn’t take your relationship with Shawn seriously. They made you feel like a little kid again and it put you down to hear their words. Even though most couldn’t see through the mask you put over, Shawn could. When you were with Shawn, it was like you were made of glass. He could see right through to what you were really thinking, what you were really feeling.

“Babe, I’m sorry about all that-“ Shawn finally spoke, distress clear upon his features as his forehead creased.

“They can be such asses,” he growled, but before he could continue bad-mouthing his friends, you put your hand on his shoulder.

“Shawn, its fine. Their opinions don’t matter. Only you matter.” With your statement in mind, a wide grin overtook his cheeky face as he pressed his lips to your cheek.

“Only you matter, Tiffany,” he chuckled, his free hand going behind his back to turn the knob of the door behind him. It opened as he pulled you inside of the hotel room. The lights were off and the shades were drawn, darkness wrapping around everything. As he shut the door, the room only became dimmer, lacking proper light to see everything clearly. You could, though, make out Shawn’s flawless features as he briskly yanked his shirt off of his body and over his head.

“S-Shawn, what are you doing?” You nervously laughed as your previously furious boyfriend’s eyes lit with a frisky gleam. He didn’t verbally respond, but he did look up and bit into his lip before smirking at you.

“What I have been wanting to do since I first laid eyes on you,” he finally murmured as he stepped forward, his body pressed up against yours before he forced you over. Your back lay firmly on his comfortable bed as Shawn’s lips crashed into yours. Your hands hungrily touched his back, adventuring over his muscular, exposed skin.  

“I love you so fucking much,” he moaned before switching your positions so you were now on top of him. You drew back, Shawn’s hands fumbling with the hem of your shirt before wasting no time to pull it off of you. He took a second to look over your shirtless being, a wide-spread grin plastered upon his face. He pulled you up with him to the top of the bed before you both maneuvered the covers over your bodies. Failing to keep the noise level to a minimum, you both laughed as you smiled into passionate kisses. Shawn and your hands touched anything within reach, hungrily searching each other’s bodies as if this was the last time you had together. Without a warning, the door once again flew open.

“Oh shit!” You heard someone breathe as light from the hall flooded the gloomy room. On instinct you began to shove yourself off of Shawn, but his arm wrapped around your waist, preventing you from escaping the embarrassing situation. Shawn sat up, his bare chest pressed against yours as you forced yourself to turn around on his lap only to find Matthew, Carter, and Aaron in the doorway.

“Damn guys,” Carter stated, all three with wide eyes before they began to break out laughing at the scene they had caught you and Shawn in. A light heat crept onto your cheeks, but Shawn looked almost proud as he sat there with a goofy grin and messed up hair.

“You’re all just jealous so why don’t you three get out of here before I have to make you,” he said as Nash, Cameron, Taylor, Jack G, and Jack J came over to see what the commotion was about. They too began to chuckle as you and Shawn exchanged a look. You both knew that you two would be teased forever about this event, but you also knew that neither you nor Shawn would care about it. You loved him, and he loved you, and that was all there was to it. 

Hey guys, requests are still open (: Ships aren’t at the moment, but I’d love a few requests. I also enjoy ones that have a theme to them, such as one with a song as the theme. Hope you liked this one (:

Between Two Lovers (Part 3)

Previous Parts:

Part 1, Part 2.

WARNING: there is a little bit of smut at the end.

Between Two Lovers.

It’s been 5 months with this whole Cameron slash Sam thing and it’s getting harder and harder to pick between them, and with all that was happening I still haven’t received the letter to {pick any colleges you want}, and I was starting to loose hope, what if I didn’t get in? what was I supposed to do? That was the only college that I applied too. 

Now the boys and all my friends noticed my behaviour and they would say ’oh don’t worry (Y/N) it will come soon’ ‘maybe it got lost in the mail?’ Should I just accept the fact that I probably didn’t get in? I sat down on my bed, Lia and Jc sat in front of me “I don’t know what to do” I said sighing and Lia moved next to me “With the college thing or Cameron and Sam?” Jc replied to me and I shrugged “Both” I told him then groaned and layed down.

Through the few months I’ve gotten really close to the boys of O2L and Lia, they are now the few people who I would call for anything, they always had great advice and they never failed to make me smile when I’m blue.

Just when I was about to speak my phone rang and it was Sammy it’s weird how he always called when I am in need of help “Hey Beautiful” I heard his voice say and I couldn’t help but smile “Hey Sam, what’s up?” I asked when Lia and Jc looked at each other making some weird faces “Oh nothing, I’ll pick you up in an hour I have a surprise for you” He told me and I nodded even though he couldn’t see it “Yeah sure” I told him, we spoke for a few minutes before hanging up.

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Third Person’s POV:

Sam pulled up in front of (Y/N)’s place and waited in the car for her to come down, she told him she was still packing so he told her to take all the time she needed he even asked to help but she insisted that he stayed down. Just when she came down and sat in his car his phone began to ring and he saw Cameron on the caller ID “Yes?” he said answering the phone “What is this I hear about you taking (Y/N) somewhere” Cameron said and Sam shook his head 

“(Y/N) needs to escape from all this so I’m taking her to have a little fun, there is no trouble in that now is there? She needs this more than anything so if you don’t mind..” Sam said whilst Cameron listened. Sam hang up and looked at (Y/N) who was now sitting beside him “So we’re are you taking me?” She spoke softly turning her gaze towards him, a small smirk appeared on his lips as he looked at her “To the city that never sleeps, New York”

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Your POV:

Sammy was taking me to New York, I still can’t believe it! It was my dream to go there and he was taking me! I’ve never been so happy, and Sam was right I needed a little fun so that’s what I’m going to do, I’m going to let loose there and just enjoy myself for once.

I woke up 4 hours later since we left kind of late and I woke just in time to see that we were entering New York, I gazed out of the window “Wow” I mumbled and smiled “So I’m gonna check out the apartment my friend left us and we meet at this diner later okay?” he said stopping the car “In? an hour?” I asked and he nodded “Yup, and call me if you get lost” He chuckled and I smiled “Thank you Sammy” I kissed his cheek and jumped out of the car and went around the corner.

I loved that he trusted me, I don’t think Cam would have let me roam around New York alone, I looked around in fascination, there was a lot of people but I didn’t mind at all.

Sammy’s POV:

I checked out the apartment and it was perfect, my friend was out of town and I spoke to him the other day and he said we could stay at his place as long as we want so I thought why not?

Cameron keeps texting me and it’s getting really annoying, I looked around myself trying to find my car when I saw him! I quickly walked between the people, what the hell was Cameron doing here? Better yet how did he know we were here? This was supposed to be my alone time with (Y/N), I keep pushing through the people and looked back to check if he was still behind me but he stopped and looked around confused.

I made it far enough from him and stood by the diner where (Y/N) and I were supposed to meet ’come on! where is she'  I thought when I saw her, woah! She stood a few distance from me, her clothes were different and so was her hair she did this cute little flip to the side showing me her

red strands “You look great” I told her smiling “I thought I needed a makeover” she said walking towards me “Why? You’re already…” I was cut off by a voice behind me “Beautiful” I looked behind me and saw Cameron, I looked back at (Y/N) and she had an even bigger smile, if that was possible. “Cameron!” she said and hugged him, and to be honest I wanted to punch him “What are you doing here?” she asked pulling away but he didn’t answer instead he changed the subject talking about how even more beautiful she was now.

Cameron’s POV:

I got all the information from Matt who after begging gave me the address, I wasn’t leaving (Y/N) alone with Sam, I knew what he was doing and there was no way in hell I was going to let him steal away the person I loved the most, so I took my car and drove there, Once I arrived I saw someone familiar walking around and it was Sam, I smirked and pulled my car right by the building he just got out off, I believe he saw me which was why he walked faster, I followed close behind him and I saw her, how can this girl get even more beautiful then she already was? “Beautiful” I finished Sam sentence and he looked pissed, I didn’t mind at all when she hugged me.

Your POV:

“Is the apartment ready?” I asked Sam and he nodded “Yeah but he isn’t staying with us” he hissed and I shook my head “Sam, we can’t leave him, he is coming with us” I told him with a serious tone, he groaned and walked ahead of us, I followed and so did Cameron, we reached this apartment and Cam got his bag out of his car, we went up and it was gorgeous “This is amazing!” I said and ran to the window, it had the perfect view of the city.

“I know what you’re doing” I heard Cam said and when I turned around I saw Sam getting closer to him till they were face to face and I could see the anger in both of their eyes “What am I doing? huh?” Sam replied “You’re trying to get (Y/N) all to yourself and I’m not going to let you”  Cam told him, Sam got even more angrier “Back off” Sam said and out of no where Cam punched Sammy

(Guys! sorry that’s the only gif I could find well made xD so let’s pretend their indoors and there is no people just the three of them)

 "Guys stop" I said getting in between them but Cam pushed me away gently and he punched him again this time Sammy didn’t just stand there, he punched Cam right in the face and he fell down 

My eyes quickly watered up and I ran to them “Stop!” I yelled and pushed Sammy away, I bent down to see if Cameron was okay “Cameron?” I whispered touching his cheek he flinched but opened his eyes, I sighed in relief that he was okay “This has to stop right now!” I sobbed and helped Cam up “I’ve had enough of you guys fighting! I want to go home” I whimpered and went a bedroom closing the door behind me.

I could hear them talk whilst I was laying down 'You okay Cam?’ 'Yeah, you?’ 'Yeah I’m okay, sorry I punched you’ 'I’m sorry too, seeing her cry really hurted more than the punch’ 'Mhm, I love her bro’ 'I love her too! and instead of this we should let her decide’ 'I want her to be happy’. Their conversation made me smile a tiny bit, I got inbetween two friends and that’s horrible. I would never let a guy come between me and my girls, I feel like the bad guy here.

It was already night time and I stayed the whole day in the room, I just finished showering and I layed in bed closing my eyes, when I heard the door open and then closed, I pretended to be sleeping when I felt someone lay behind me and that person wrapped their arm around me “I am so sorry” I heard Cam whisper “Please don’t hate me” he said and I sighed “I don’t hate you, I love you” I said and he kissed my ear, I smiled

a bit and he kept kissing my ear then moved to my neck “Cam stop it’s not right, Sam is here” I mumbled trying not to moan “He isn’t, he went out 17 minutes ago, let me show you that I really love you” He layed me down on my back and hovered on top of me, I felt his lips on mine and I kissed him back then I realized he was shirtless, he helped me remove my top and I saw his smile when he saw I wasn’t wearing a bra, I let out a shaky moan when his kisses went down towards my breasts, he lifted the covers over us and he slided down my shorts along with my panties, his lips went back on top of mine and they were gently but sooon turned more needy, I felt his hand go lower and lower then felt his finger pressed against my clit, I moaned loudly and he began moving his finger in circular motions, I felt another finger but this one entered me “Cam” I moaned his name as he quickend his speed, I whimpered in pleasure and just when I could feel my climax he pulled his finger out.

“I love you” he whispered and I felt the tip of his harden member right at my entrance and he slowly entered me, he let me adjust for a little while before thrusting slow at first then quicker as my pleasure increased, my breath became heavy, sighs escaping for my mouth, Cameron cried out your name before releasing inside you, and shortly I came behind him he rode out his climax then collapsed on my chest, neither of us spoke all we did was stare into each other’s eyes, He sat himself down on the bed I was about to stand up when he pulled me down and covered me, I giggled, and he gently kissed me.

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(Aaaaaand that’s it folks! writting that smut part was so weird especially since I’ve never written anything like that before, anyways I hope you guys liked this. There was a lot of povs, a lot of gifs and I’m sorry xD so Part 4 is the end of Between Two Lovers and It will be posted tomorrow or after tomorrow depends, so if you guys want it tomorrow then message me and tell me xx love you -Maggie)