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Lying Is The Most Fun A Girl Can Have Without Taking Her Clothes Off (Sebastian Stan x Reader) Pt. 5

A/N: hello lovelies! part 5 is finally here! This chap gets hella angsty AND steamy! ;) I hope you guys like it! ENJOY! - Delilah

Warnings: Angst. Sexual pictures. NSFW. Online relationships. Swearing. There is a very graphic picture at the end so beware lol!

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Chapter 12


“Sanchez! You got a visitor!” The guard barked and my eyebrows came together. I already spoke to my mother and brothers, they told me they couldn’t make it today and Rob is officially done with a nigga so I was wondering who the fuck could be tryna get at me.

I stood up and let him cuff me all the way out into the visiting area and scanned the faces of the free. I had to do a double take once I saw Kayla and how fuckin’ beautiful she looked. Just glowing, my nigga. Her stomach grew from the last time I saw her and her thighs were fillin’ out. Shit was giving me flashbacks from when she was pregnant with my seed.

The tears in her eyes that she was tryna fight came down the slope of her cheeks when she saw me. I ain’t gon’ lie, my vision was goin’ blurry too, man. I made a mess of her, it’s probably too late to apologize but I'ma shoot my shot anyway. The guard uncuffed me and I stood there waiting for Kay to approach me. She walked slowly and cautiously and melted in my arms when she was within distance. I kissed her forehead and wrapped her in a bear hug.

“I miss you, man.” I mumbled into her hair and kissed her cheek, motioning for her to sit down across from me. “Wassup?” I asked, getting tired of her silence. Kayla ain’t never quiet around me. I’m used to her loud mouth ass rambling on about how much I ain’t worth shit.

“You got my letter?” she whispered, wiping her tears with her sleeves. A few nights ago, I got a letter from her telling me how much she needed a friend, and Lord knows that a nigga could relate, and how she couldn’t carry her baby alone so we bonded over a phone call, just like old times. She even slipped me an ultrasound picture of her pending shorty.

“Yeah,” I mumbled. Uncomfortable wasn’t the word. Why she sending me pictures of this nigga’s baby? Something ain’t right. “Kay, what’s poppin’ out there? The baby okay?” she nodded.

“You okay?” I asked and this time she shook her head.

“Why not? Talk to me, Ma.”

“I’m scared and I’m alone. No one is here to help me with him and I just-” she covered her face and sobbed quietly.

“Kayla, whatchu mean you alone? That nigga ain’t helping you with nothing concering ya’ll baby?”

“Kaiden, I fucked up.”

“How, Kay Kay?”

“I wanted it but I didn’t want it like this.”

“You confusing the shit outta me, mama. Spit it out, man, please.”

“The baby’s not Jaylen’s. He’s yours.”

Reality slapped fire outta me when I went gazing down memory lane; from Kaila’s birth to how crazy in love I was with Kayla, to the second I couldn’t feel my daughter’s heart beat anymore, ending with me hating my high school sweetheart. I ain’t want no rerun of this shit. It was scary and I vowed to never do it again.

“Kai, please comfort me with words right now.” she mumbled, looking down at her nails. “Do you want this?”

“I ain’t plan for it.”

“Neither did I. That night, it made me feel like I was yours again. I honestly didn’t wanna come between you and her, it felt right-”

“It take two, ma.”

I gotta say, cheating on Robyn was one of the dumbest things I’ve ever done. She was mad good to me and ain’t ever did nun wrong. I was constantly making her cry, cheating, being disrespectful, shit everything in the fuckin’ book. She still looked past all that shit and when I got locked up, she visited me whenever she could. The last time I seen her, she told me she planned on gettin serious with that other nigga and how she didn’t want me in her life anymore. I couldn’t accept that shit, so I was calling left and right, sending hella letters, but I never got a response. Eventually, I just gave up and accepted the fact that she moved on so I need to do the same shit.

“How you feel?” she asked, glancing up at me for the first time. Relief was written all over her face.

“I’m cool. Ain’t my first rodeo witchu. I got some money stashed, I could tell you where it’s at so you can sit pretty, far away from the fuckery. Start a new life with my lil’ nigga, Kay.” I ain’t want her around all this shit. Knowing that my past just keep catching up to a nigga, I wanted her to get the fuck away from here. Especially since she was carrying my seed. I know it’s gone be hella chaos when I get out. Somebody was gone die, and I felt like that person was gone be me.

“I got money too, that’s not what I’m here for. I just wanted to tell you that you were his father.”

“Why you play with my emotions like that?”

“I didn’t know. It was between you and Jaylen. I thought it was his.”

“You still in contact with him?”

“Nope. I got a new spot, new phone number.”

“This shit is crazy. I don’t wanna bring no youngin’ in this world behind bars. He gon’ be five when I’m out.”

“I’ll hold it down until then. I got your back if anything, Kai. Just like back in the day. I know the Judge, you’re gonna be outta here in no time.”

“I’m sorry for treatin’ you like shit, Kay. I don’t wanna dive back in no relationship but, just know I got mad love for you. Ain’t nobody really understand me like you. I promise to do better when I get out, I promise to be a better father. A better fiancèe, if we ever get back to that. I promise to have a better ear, if I listened to you all them years ago, I wouldn’t be here.”

She was the main one tellin’ me to leave this dangerous shit behind, while all my “homies” was gettin me into shit left and right. I’ve almost got killed multiple times, and I was still being hard headed. Your girl really is the realist one on ya team.

“I believe you, Kai. I never stopped loving you, dude. I promise to make myself a better me and a better mother. I’ll help you fufill your promises.”

“Baby steps. We gon’ be aight. I’ll let moms know so you won’t be alone. She gon’ be the daddy until I’m free. I need videos, audio, pictures, updates. You still my assistant, nigga.”

“Fuck off.” she wiped her tears and grinned.

“How the business doing by the way? Kendall said y'all holding it down.”

“We are, its doing better than it was than when you ran it. Promo every where. We even got mad celebrities coming to different locations. It’s poppin’.” She flipped her hair as I waved her off. I believed her, cause Kayla was genius as hell with the ideas.

“Nah don’t start feelin’ ya self, don’t nobody run a business better than me. Thank you though, real shit.” I smiled, holding her hand.

“Gimme hug.” I stood up and hugged her. When we pulled away, her face was inches from mine. I leaned in to kiss her but I stopped myself. I wanted to but, it felt like it was too soon.

“Ladies first then.” she mumbled and kissed me softly. Wiping my lips afterwards. “Finally got your bitch back that can actually handle you.”


“Girl they asses stay asking if you want a design like if I wanted one, I would’ve said it.” Winter rolled her eyes as we walked into the living room. We had just came back from getting our nails done and shopping and I was honestly exhausted.

I haven’t really went out and just spoiled myself in a while, and winter was the perfect person to do it with. She kept me laughing the whole time.

I had a chill day with her, but I was honestly ready to lay my ass down. I had to measure hella clients tomorrow morning for a wedding. “I’ll see you later. We should do this again.” I smiled at her, embracing her in a side hug.

“Definitely, just hit me up whenever you’re free!” She yelled before disappearing down the hall to O’s room.

I kicked my vans off and started to jog up to my room. When I got in, the first thing I spotted was Jaylen lying on his back while he was staring at the ceiling.

I haven’t spoken to him since last week, because he seemed like he wanted to be alone after finishing out whatever Kayla had told him. As soon as I asked if the baby was his, he just stormed out and left. I was bummed at first, but I knew eventually he’d come around and talk to me about it.

I guess today was my lucky day.

After setting my purse down on the nightstand, I sat next to him and he knew just what to do. He stripped out of his shirt, lying on his stomach afterwards. I sat  on his lower back area, and started to let my hands work its magic. “Talk to me.” I spoke.

It ain’t mines..” he said loud and clear, making me furrow my eyebrows. Shouldn’t he be excited?

“Isn’t that what you wanted?” He was silent for a while before answering.

“At first, I wasn’t too happy about the pregnancy but after her living with me through the whole damn thing, it started to grow on me. Ya boy was anxious as hell to be a father. I spent all this time, putting my work aside just to help her out because no one else would. I spent hella racks on this baby, and I was even considering moving into a bigger house. I don’t see my lil’ sister that often, so having a kid would’ve been dope.” He explained, and I couldn’t help but to feel bad for him. He talked about his sister all the time and how he wishes he could see her everyday.

I didn’t know he felt that way about having a baby. Jaylen was the most truthful and loyal person I knew, he didn’t deserve what I nor Kayla did to him.

Not knowing what exactly to say at the moment, I wrapped my arms around him tightly, letting him know that everything was going to be okay.

“Everything happens for a reason, Jay. You may not have a kid now, but God’s gonna bless you whenever the time is right. Who knows, maybe he’ll bless you with twins one day. Besides, you didn’t want a kid with her anyways. You dodged a bullet, that’s the way I see it.” I assured him, kissing his cheek as my arms remained around his neck.

“You right.” He said as he flipped over on his back while I still hovered over him. His hands found its way to my butt, gripping it as a smile plastered across his face. I chucked and moved his hands away so we could be serious at the moment.

“Exactly, so enough of this sad stuff. I wanted to ask you something.”

“Spill.” He played with my fingers.

“Aight so, I love your work. I’ve been looking at places for a while now and I’m actually working on opening a store pretty soon. Would it be too much if I asked you to bless the store with your creativity?”

“Nah, I’d love to. That’ll be dope.”


“Hell yea.”

“As much as I’d love to talk about this all day, I’m pretty sleepy.” I got off of him and stripped out of my clothes to get under the blanket. He was laying dorm also but he was watching a movie. Let me take this nap.


Jaylen’s hands were wrapped around my waist as he stood behind me and watched me attempt to paint a picture of particularly nothing. He was more into it than I was. It was actually pretty cool but I sucked at this. It looked like I was just slapping colors every where.

I mean of course some artists make that look okay, but mines just looked like it was forced. It wasn’t blending.

“I don’t even know what I’m doing.” I chuckled looking back at him.

“Don’t think, just paint.” He coached me, kissing me on the forehead. I nodded and took a deep breath before continuing. After 20 minutes passed, I felt like I was done so I stepped aside to let jaylen see. He turned his head over to the side to look at it from a different angle.

“Girl, this look like my dick hairs. What is this?” He busted out into a fit of laughter. He legit had tears coming out of his eyes, making me feel like a failure.

“Jaylen!” I sucked my teeth so he could stop laughing. By now, he was tuning me out and having the time of his life.

I rolled my eyes and started to grab my things. “Aight! I quit, I quit.” He said before laughing one last time.

“It’s not funny.”

“Nah it’s funny cause you was really focused over there for damn near an hour, ugly ass.”  

I was bound to take my ass to Odell’s room and chill in there since Jaylen wanted to be a dick. “I know you ain’t in yo feelings.” He stopped laughing, sucking his teeth. I looked away so that I wouldn’t smile because he always gave me my way.

“You a cry baby Robyn, I swear. Come here.” He mugged me, patting the spot on his lap. I smiled and sat on his lap willingly, wrapping my arms around his neck.

“I love you.”

“But just a minute ago I was a dick?” He rose an eyebrow. I thumped him for not saying it back.

“You know you are.”

“Girl please, ever since we been kickin’ it I been nice as hell to you compared to the first day I met you. Got me going all soft and shit.”

“And it’s cute, you should stay this way.” I kissed his neck. He continued to draw on whatever sketch app he had on his iPad.

“Can we go to Starbucks?”

“Hell nah, unless you driving. I’m high as hell.”

“Ain’t nobody told you to get that high in the first place.”

“Too bad.” He smacked my thigh, making me hiss.


“Man starting tomorrow Ima start telling ya ass no.” He got up to put on his shoes.

He always said that.


“Yo why this nigga hugging him and shit?” I asked as I stared at the fight that was playing on my big screen in the living room. Rob and I were here watching it. O wanted me to go there with him but I wasn’t bout to pay thousands just to see two niggas fight when I can see that shit down the block for free. Fuck outta here.

“I’m gonna go make me something to eat.” Robyn got up, digging a big ass wedgie out in the process. Them damn shorts.

“So yo dirty booty ass just gone block the TV?” I smacked the back of her thigh as she hissed.

“You just dug one not too long ago so shut up.” She shot as she made her way to the kitchen.

“Make me some!” I yelled out as I picked my cup of Dirty up, gulping the shit down like it was water. If she saw me do that, she’d beat my ass. She hated when I drank and smoked so much, but she was just gone have to deal with it. Shit made me feel at peace. It’s like all my problems went away whenever I was high or drunk and I like to keep it that way.

Since she didn’t reply, I put my bottle down and got up to walk into the kitchen. I could eat a cow right now.

“Why you always wearing these shorts around a nigga? You tryna get pregnant?” I asked, pulling her by the strings on her shorts.

“It’s hot.” She shrugged, trying to get out of my grip. She knew what she was doing.

“Nah, my AC in this bitch blasting.” I smirked, shaking my head at her lying ass. It was literally Antarctica in here.

“Whatever, what you want me to make?”

“Some nachos, I ain’t had any in a long ass time.” I smiled, standing behind her.

“Jaylen, why does your breath smell like that?” She folded her arms over her chest. I forgot how strong that shit smelled, I should’ve gotten some gum.

“Like what?” I played dumb. She rolled her eyes and stormed into the living room, picking up the cup of lean I had on the table. Once she realized what it was, she shook her head in disappointment. I really ain’t feel like hearing no speech.

“What did I tell you about this stuff, Jaylen? It’s slowly killing you!” She yelled, slightly making my high go away. She lucky I love her ass or she would’ve gotten a piece of my mind.

I shrugged. “If I die, it was just my time to go.” She scrunched up her face and sucked her teeth.

I ain’t wanna say shit, but that same feeling I had before I met Robyn was starting to come back. That feeling I felt when God took my mama. Like I had nothing to live for.

I hate thinking about shit like that, which I why I take so much drugs the way I do. When I’m gone off this shit, none of that depressing shit even pops up into my head but it’s like as soon as I’m sober, it be the first thing on my mind.

It be so bad that I even have nightmares that’s why I can never sleep unless I’m with Robyn. I ain’t telling her that shit though.

I think this whole thing is because I haven’t been talking to her about my problems like I was when we first met. After she got with her ex nigga, she just stopped helping me.

“Do you hear how stupid you sound?” She asked, braking me out of my thoughts.

“I ain’t tryna’ hear allat’ right now, Rob. Talk to me bout that shit another day, you workin’ my nerves.”

She thought that just because she had stopped smoking, she could get everyone else to do that shit. Fuck no.

“I don’t care! Throw it out, or get out!

Instantly, Future’s lyrics started to play in my head. Bitch Ima choose this dirty over you, you know I ain’t scared to lose you. Now I was confused.

"Man you trippin’.”

“Do it look like one of my shoes untied?” I laughed at her sarcasm before taking the cup of out her hand.

I looked at it, wondering if I should pour it down the sink or not. This shit was expensive. But shit, Robyn probably gone cut my ass off if I don’t pour this shit out.

I sighed and walked into the kitchen, pouring it out in the sink so that she could get off my fucking case. If she was gone tell me to throw my weed out, she could kick rocks to be honest. I wasn’t throwing that shit out for nobody.

When I came back into the living room, she had a big smile on her face. “You really did it? I didn’t think you were going to!” She yelled, pulling me into a hug. I waved her off and started to walk over to couch still thinking about my lean.

While we sat down, she started to stare into my eyes as if she was looking into my soul. “What’s really wrong with you, Jay?”

“It’s cool, Ion wanna talk about it.”

“Jaylen if you don’t start talkin’ boy…” she playfully punched my arm. I chucked at her thinking she could run me. Shit, I sure was about to tell her though. She already blew my high so why not?

“You know how we used to have deep conversations about everything all the time? That shit helped a lot. It took away all those negative thoughts I had, all the nightmares, I actually could sleep at night, just everything. And once you got with that nigga it’s like, all that shit stopped. You stopped checking up on a nigga like you used to and all that shit just started coming back. I ain’t ever told nobody this but,” I paused to sigh because I know she’d make a scene from what I was about to tell her.

“When my mama died, I tried to kill my damn self. And believe it or not, those suicidal thoughts starting to come back cause my life is just all over the place right now. I ain’t tryna’ sound like a bitch, but when you went ghost and shit, I felt empty.  When I said you special to me, I meant that shit. Only family I got is my dad and sister, and I barely see them so a nigga be feeling lonely. And the fact that I couldn’t talk to you about this shit was making it worse.” By the look on her face, I knew she wanted to cry.

“Why didn’t you tell me this sooner, Jaylen?”

“Because I had been feeling like this ever since you cut me off the first time for dude.”

“Jaylen, I’m so sorry! I was being such a dumb ass to even put him before you. You know you can talk to me about anything, even if we on bad terms. Especially if you’re thinking about suicide, don’t hesitate to call me at all! You’re everything Jaylen, and I’ll literally lose my mind if you ever did anything like that. I love you Jaylen.”

“I love you too, girl.” I grabbed her head and gave instantly my tongue was down her throat. I could never get enough of her kisses. Fine ass.

“Don’t hurt me Rob.” I said once I pulled away.

“I won’t.” She smiled, holding her pinky out so I could lock mines with hers. I was starting to gain my trust back with her.

I was a lil scared that she’d hurt me again. That hurt I was feeling wasn’t a pleasant feeling at all. I wasn’t tryna get hurt again, so I hope this shit was legit.


“It’s X to pass and square to shoot, baby. If I win, we stay in this bitch all night and fuck in every room until I get tide and nigga, I don’t get tide!” I flexed and she gazed at me with lust in her eyes.

“And if I win, we go out on a date.” I shrugged and latched my pinky with hers.

“Bet. Pick ya team.” I already knew I was about to tear that ass up because she ain’t know shit about sports. She might as well just strip now and get the Plan B ready.

She sat on my lap, slightly blocking the view of the tv with her big ass head. I put my hands on hers, coaching and teaching her what controls to use again. I nibbled on her ear while the game loaded and she smiled, craning her neck so she could kiss me.

“I love you for real, Robyn. Like on some shit, a few months ago, I thought we wasn’t never gon’ be in a good place again. You my nigga, baby.”

“Facts. I love you, too.” Her love was on some official shit. We been on for a few weeks and I saw the contrast between me and the other nigga already. She was constantly in tears or always had a frown on her face with the jailbird. Since WE got together, ya’ll already know we some big ass kids and we was always comfortable around each other so it was just a hella healthy relationship. Rob was my fuckin’ cinnamon apple, no doubt.

“You got the Cavs? You sure?” I asked with my chin on her shoulder.

“Yes! LeBron is cute!”

“Don’t get fucked up. Bron don’t want no smoke over my baby.”

“Relax, he’s married with kids.” she rolled her eyes and got situated on my lap once tip-off approached.

“Ready to get yo ass beat?” I mumbled with my lips on her neck. It’s hard to keep all of me off her. She’s addictive as fuck when she not on fuck shit.

“Please, I'ma win for my date.”

“You gon’ get ya date. I getchu whatever, don’t I?” she nodded while blushing. “Stop with the cute shit! It’s game time.”

“Fine. Let’s get this work.”


Believe it or not, I was actually putting in effort so we could go all night in the boom boom room but, she was always closing in on me with bitch ass Kyrie. She wanted this damn date, all she kept shooting was three-pointers. I chuckled once I fouled her with a few seconds left in the game.

“What’s so funny?” she asked, looking back at me.

“You won. You beat me fair and square.” I half-lied. I kinda let the game slip through my fingers in the second quarter. I was hungry as fuck and a date at a romantic spot alone with Rob ain’t sound too bad.

“YAAAASSS BITCH YAAAASSS.” she whined on my dick and I watched her move like the joystick on our controllers. “GAS ME UP! GAS ME UP!”

“You the shit, man.” I mumbled as she shot her little foul shots which caused her take the W by ten points.

“What? Can’t hear you!” she shot up and started shaking her ass.

“You everything. Come here.” I laid down and she hovered over me. I really hope this shit is for real, I hope someone could love me as hard as I was out here lovin’ other bitches. I hope that someone is Rob.

“Where we going?” she asked pecking my lips.

“Somewhere wit’ poppin’ food. I’m starving.”

“Same, I'ma hop in the shower.”

“I’m coming witchu. Don’t have the water pipin’ hot either, shit be burning me the fuck up. I’m light skin, that shit gon’ show.” I mumbled as she took my hand and led me into the bathroom.


I made sure all my jewelry was on before looking in the mirror. I didn’t really dress up because we were going to eat and I couldn’t keep my clothes clean for shit. Don’t get me wrong, I still looked like a bag of money even when I wasn’t trying.

I decided that I was gone take her to this soul food spot that I used to take O and Winter to back in they college days. The spot was dope and I swear the food was hella bomb. It made me feel like I was back in VA, at a family reunion or some shit.

“Damn ma, you made a handsome ass son.” I mumbled, looking up at the ceiling. If ma was here, she’d stay boosting me like she always did when I was younger. That’s the reason a nigga so cocky right now.

I was actually looking forward to this “date” or whatever because for one, I was starving. Second, Robyn and I stay in the crib 24/7. I’m either at hers or she’s always at mines. There was nothing wrong with that, it’s just nice to get out for a change.

I came out of my room only to see Robyn patiently sitting on my couch, looking as beautiful as she always looked. She was gone fuck around and give a nigga diabetes with all that chocolate. Damn she was fine.

“Why you staring?” She smiled, breaking me out of my thoughts.

“Girl getcho’ pretty ass up so we can go.” I laughed, holding my hand out for her to grab.

“You just got a haircut?”

“Yea, why? Shit nice huh?” I smirked, as I locked the door behind us, walking towards the elevator. She always noticed the little differences every time she saw me. Even if I had a new grill, new watch, anything. She’d always compliment me on it.

“Looks real nice on you. I should’ve wore panties.” I heard her mumble, not knowing if that was meant for me to hear or not.

Once we were outside, I held the passenger’s door open for Robyn noticing that Winter and Odell were already in the backseat. I don’t know how the hell they got in there.

“Who told y'all to tag along?” I said as I started up the car. They gone ruin our shit with they arguing. They argue every two minutes.

“No invite, nigga?” Odell muffed my head. This nigga.

“Right, you know this our spot.” Winter pitched in, shaking her big watermelon ass head.

“What you mean no invite? You niggas already done invited y'all selfs into my car.”  I shook my head before pulling out off the parking lot. I guess we would have to plan something alone next time.


We were now at the restaurant, and it felt good to be back. I was honestly looking forward to the pie more than anything else. As I sipped some of my water, I looked over at Robyn and seen her playing with the material on her dress. She had her legs wide open like she had on panties.

“You know you fucked up by not wearing no drawls around me, right?” I whispered in her ear, gripping her ass in my hands.

She shook her head no and tried to ignore my hand as it started to make its way up her dress. She was wetter than an ocean, real talk. Fuck this food, her pussy was my dinner.

“Jaylen what ar-” Her sentence was cut short due to the loud gasp she let out. I smirked and looked at the menu as if my fingers weren’t deep in her pussy right now.

“Rob, you okay?” Winter asked as she noticed the look on Robyn’s face. I wanted to laugh so bad, because I knew she couldn’t control it. She tried to play it off so hard but failed miserably. She couldn’t even talk. I started to curl my fingers and I knew that sent her over the edge.

“Yea I’m fine..” a moan slipped out of her mouth, causing O to look up from his phone.

“You sure you aight?” O asked, as she slowly nodded before rolling her eyes to the back of her head. They were looking at her like she had two heads.

“Ion’ know what’s her deal.” I shrugged, sipping some of my water. They both just brushed it off and left about a minute later because O had dropped his keys outside. More privacy for us.

“Jaylen please.” She moaned out in my ear as the waiter made his way over to our table. I made sure to order everything for everyone since Robyn was lost for words and Winter and O were doing whatever. We all got the same thing every time.

Once the waiter was gone, Rob’s juices were dripping down my fingers instantly. Just as I started to lick my fingers clean, they were back at the table.

“What you licking your fingers for?” Winter looked at us suspiciously.

“Bread and butter was bangin.” I lied, tapping Robyn so she could get up so that I could wash my hands. I would be a hoe ass nigga to touch all of the food when my hands been all in Rob.

Once I was in the restroom, I felt my phone vibrate. I looked down at it, noticing that it was a text from Robyn.

Robyn🌸: I really can’t stand you at all 😩 you had me looking stupid

Me: you taste better than that pie 😏

Laughing, I put my phone away and started to wash my hands. When I was finished, I dried them with paper towels before leaving and making my way back out to the table.

I noticed that the food was here and everybody was already digging in. “Damn I leave for two seconds and y'all already grubbing without me.” I sat down, saying my grace before digging into my own food.

There was silence and the only thing that could be heard was the soft jazz playing in the restaurant. “You remember when Jaylen used to bring us here after class?” Winter asked O as he nodded with a smirk on his face.

“We used to order the whole damn menu.”

“On God, we used to come every Wednesday when this bitch wasn’t packed and order a damn feast. Especially after a smoking session.” I laughed, dapping O. Them were the days, man.

“You and Winter would go back and forth every fucking time on who got the last piece of pie.”

I laughed as I looked over at Robyn and noticed that she was just scrolling through her phone looking as if she felt left out. Shit, this why I wanted it to just be us two.

“What you scrolling through over here?” I asked, moving some of her hair out her face.

“Nothing, I was playing Impossible Bottle Flip.”

“Yo simple ass.” I laughed, shaking my head. She grown as hell and got more games on her phone than anyone I know.

“Just because I don’t watch porn on my spare time don’t mean I’m simple.”

“Who watch porn?”

“YOU!” All three of them said, making me chuckle. Fuck them.

“So what? I be tryna learn new shit.” I shrugged, leaning back. Robyn need to shut that shit up, cause once I try this new shit on her she gone be damn near decreased. She couldn’t even handle my finger earlier. She was over here bout to have a heart attack.

“Nasty ass.” Winter mumbled, sipping some of her wine.

“Shut up Jawunna Mann.” Rob and O started to snicker but stopped when Winter glared at them.

“I’m playing, you know you my big sis.” I smiled blowing kisses at her as she scrunched up her face.

After clowning on each other for forever, we were all full so there wasn’t that much energy to continue. “About that collab.. when you wanna start?” I asked Rob, sitting up in my seat.


“Bet.” I smiled, finishing up the little portion of pie that I had left. I was really looking forward to this shit. I wanted nothing but the best for my girl.


I swear on the whole way home, we couldn’t keep our hands off of each other. I had just got an uber for O and Winter cause I ain’t feel like hearing they two cents. Robyn was lookin’ hella good tonight and now that we were at my place, I was bout to fuck the shit outta her.

As we were still kissing, I used my free hand to try and unlock the door but failed miserably. “Hold up real quick.” I chuckled, pulling away to catch my breath. Not even a second after I got the door to open, our tongues were back down each other’s throat all the way to the bedroom. I ain’t even get to lock the door.

Just as I went to reach for her panties, she had threw up all over my expensive white, silk shirt. I literally just bought this a day ago.

“I gotta be dreaming, yo.” I laughed, pinching my arm as hard as I could but each time, nothing happened.

“Jaylen, I’m so sorry! I-I-” she started to stutter as I just put my hands up.

“You good, I’ll be back.” I sighed, getting up so that I could clean this shit off. Looking at it made me wanna throw up myself.

By now, my dick wasn’t even hard anymore and my horniness had went away. Once I was done cleaning my hoodie, I took it off and threw it in the washer. I guess I didn’t need a shirt.

When I got back in the room, she was sitting at the edge of the bed holding her head. She couldn’t be pregnant. She was literally just over here 2 days ago crying to me about her cramps.

“You ain’t pregnant are you?” I asked, stripping out of my jeans. She looked up and shook her head no.

“No, I just had my period. I think it was just because of that chicken I ate.”

“Oh yea, I forgot that you was vegan. Why you ain’t say nothing?”

“You’re the one that kept fantasizing about how good the chicken was so I wanted to try some!”

“Well was it good?” She rolled her eyes before shaking her head. I knew she wanted to slap me.

“Yes, but now I feel horrible.”

“Just lay down baby, I got you. You should feel better by the morning.” I sucked my teeth once I saw her eyes close.

“You gone fall asleep on me?” I asked, standing in the doorway of my bathroom. I know we been chillin’ all day but if she falls asleep I’m gone be bored as shit.

She shook her head yes, before making herself comfortable. I was only letting her go to sleep because she was sick. Any other time, I’d be bothering her ass.

“Aight baby, get some rest.” I told her and seconds later she started making kissing noises so I made some back. This girl had me going soft. I’m a savage to these niggas but to her I’m gentle.

Stepping into the bathroom, I turned the shower on and stripped out of my clothes before stepping in. I bathed myself for at least 30 minutes, before I decided to get out. After doing my hygiene routine, I went back in the bedroom and put on some polo boxers and socks. My feet be freezing at night.

As I walked to the bed, I noticed that Robyn was sleeping hella good and I didn’t wanna wake her up but I was tryna make sure she was good before I went to sleep. When I’m sleep, I don’t hear shit.

“Baby..” I shook her softly. Her eyes fluttered open before she started to look at me. I hovered over her and began to kiss all over her beautiful face as she started to smile. I noticed that her forehead was hot as shit. “Huh?”

“You don’t wanna go to the hospital?” She shook her head no.

“Drink this then.” I handed her my water bottle from off the nightstand. I had gave her some pills earlier and I didn’t wanna give her anymore, because it would be too many.

Once she drank half of the bottle, she gave it back to me before getting comfortable again.

“Goodnight.” I mumbled in her ear, wrapping my arms around her waist. I hope she feels better in the morning.


Soul mate AU: Person one is super artistic and always draws intricate designs on their skin, but is also hella forgetful and is always writing down appointment times, homework reminders, and last minute grocery lists. Person two is always getting hurt so their scars appear on person one, but they fade away rapidly, but they also write all kinds of things on their arms, anywhere from “change name on ID badge” to “pick up supplies.” They talk to each other by writing on their skin, telling each other about their lives and what not, dreaming about the day they can meet in person. Person two happens to be in the same town as person one when a reminder for a coffee date at a café nearby appears on their hand. They rush to the café, writing, “Turn around” on their hand, holding their breath until their soul mate turns around.

Warnings: None

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Authors note: This one is going to be told from Dean’s point of view. Bear with me y’all. Also, it’s a lot shorter than I wanted but I don’t know if it’s good and I didn’t want to make y’all read tons of garbage. Feedback is very much appreciated.

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HI! HI! I found your blog while exploring about 3 days ago and I have been reading the story times and I loved them, so I thought I should submit some of my own! I have had a lot of encounters with Asian guys but today I’ll share 2 today, They are tied to each other (THEY WILL BE LONG, sorry) 

about me: dark chocolate skin, 5'1, almond shaped eyes (people think i have some Asian in me but i’m 100% African…i think) , average body type (i’m not chubby or anything, nor am i skinny….so in the middle i guess) 

1) This is my Junior year in high school (a year ago) and my 3rd year of Japanese class. Each year we have an exchange with our Japanese sister school in Yokohama (they visit us in the spring, we visit them in the summer) and they stay for about a week. I have been hosting since my freshman year. I was planning to go to Japan that summer for the exchange program so i needed to host someone. So far i had hosted a girl and a boy my past years. So junior year i decided to host a boy.  I see this boy (i’m going to call him TAKEN) we were born the same year and we had some things in common like manga and anime. In his picture he was okay looking (kinda dull). So I’m not thinking romantically about TAKEN, unlike other girls that decided to host boys.

We talk over the winter break to get to know each other. He seems like a regular guy that likes anime, manga video games, but he’s an only child so he’s kind of a introvert. The day comes when the students arrive i’m all excited and ready to host. i gave him my room (it was the cleanest i had ever seen it). the first day he’s still shy and i’m an extrovert so i start dragging him out of his shell and he became more open with me. we found out we both liked this Japanese game show and since then he decided to show me his favorite anime (bokurano) and TAKEN forgot to tell me this show was slightly X-Rated. we watch it and it’s not until episode 5-6 (spoiler alert) one of the girls had a thing for her teacher so she goes to his apartment and it turns out they were bought to do the nasty and i’m watching like O-O and TAKEN on his phone not paying attention. When the girl started moaning i was dead (they didn’t show what actually happened, only sound). i busted out laughing and fell to the floor. I was like nooooo. TAKEN was like “fast forward!, fast forward!” we called it a night after that episode xD.

One morning TAKEN needed an adapter cause his was broken and i’m getting ready for school and i’m in my towel and with a t-shirt on… and he knocks on my door and TAKEN’s eyes all like o-o “…i need a adapter”. I’m looking for an adapter and TAKEN is just standing there looking at me look for the plug and i had to tell him i would bring it to him before he realized he should be getting ready for school too. He comes to class with me some days and so we’re walking to class and he’s behind me taking his time. we’re already late to class so no one’s in the halls. we’re walking and then i felt someone grab my butt. I TURNED AROUND mad as hell! looked straight into TAKEN’s eyes ready to start cursing him out. I realized TAKEN was about 4  feet away from my back and then i saw my best friend and it turned out she was the one that grabbed my butt. TAKEN was laughing. He knew the plan whole time. we had fun that week but soon TAKEN’s last day came and we’re talking and he’s packing to leave and he’s like i hope to see you again. I told him I would be going to his school his summer and TAKEN just lights up he’s like “seriously! that’s great, i’ll be waiting for you when you come to Japan.” He’s like hopefully i can host you when you come to Japan. It’s not allowed at that school, i think because they don’t want the guys trying anything on the girls. THE DAY TAKEN LEAVES my arm was hooked around his arm and we were couple walking the whole time before he left. everyone is looking at us like o-o…tf happened during your week. he grew on me and I had a mini crush on him. nothing serious. He’s not the crying kind of guy so when we he got on the bus he just waves and says bye and once he got back to Japan we were on line messaging each other every day. I didn’t think he was interested until i got to Japan.

2) My trip was coming up to go to Japan and i was unsure who was going to host me yet. i get a message from TAKEN all excited and he tells me he has good news. He tells me HE WOULD BE HOSTING ME. I’m excited and wondering how, he told me he asked his teacher and she said it was okay since we knew each other already. I go to Japan. Everyone is having panic attacks because being in Japan has been all of our dreams. We get to the school after a long bus ride. We had to go to this room and have the school staff introduce themselves. after all that my home skillet-biscuit (the first boy i hosted) pops up into the room and is like where is she! he saw me and we ran to each other. BIG  hugs and everything. we were about happy ass sh*t to see each other (i haven’t seen him in 2 years)! we’re talking and he’s teasing me about how my Japanese still sucks (he’s like an adorable older brother to me).

After a while he had to go back to class but his class was my host classroom so we were gonna chill later. I had to use the bathroom and TAKEN was still in class so there was no rush. i’m walking back to the meeting room and ran into some cute upper class men and they were smiling like hella hard and looking me up and down, i’m not the shy kind of girl so i’m like KONNICHIWA! and wave and these dudes were like woah! and said it back all excited. i get back to the class room the door is wide open and there’s like double the amount of people in there than there was originally. and i hear “where’s …?” and someone turns and is like oh there she is, she’s back from the bathroom. I thought i was in trouble. I heard a swoosh! and someone running at me yall! I turn and TAKEN is running at me (this is the first time seeing him with so much energy) he hugs me tightly and he’s like how was your trip! i’m so glad your here! There was a welcome assembly for my group so he had to go back to class. i see him in the hall way and he’s waving all excited like hey!! and i waved back (he was being extra cute that day)the ceremony was over, and i’m talking to all my friends from 2 years ago they all remembered me so we were just reminiscing. Our group had to leave, we said our goodbyes. and i’m last to leave. out of no where this one boy comes towards me. He had guts because the other boys would just stare. He comes to me, starts walking with me an introduces himself and i’m smiling because he was nervous and cute at the same time. he tells me he’s singing at the school festival and he would like me to come see him and i’m like i would love to. i get the info and he’s smiling but the whole time there were these annoying Japanese girls behind us and me teacher was rushing me. the girls were just laughing at us/him (looking at us) the whole time (i gave them my death glare cuz they had me fkd up, they stopped after i peeped them). Me and the boy go our separate ways but i didn’t get to see him sing because we had a set schedule to follow and it was disappointing because i wanted to see him perform, i feel like i let him down.

FAST FORWARD. Me and TAKEN finally start going to his house. he lives 2 hrs away from his school and i was like brrrrruuuuhhhhh!! We finally get to his house and i hear the pitter patter of someones small feet running towards the door. IT WAS HIS MOM! we were about the same height! she’s so happy and is like hello hello! welcome!! and i hugged her and she seems excited to have a daughter for the week! his dad didn’t arrive until later that night (his dad is ridiculously tall!  6’-6'2) and TAKEN looks EXACTLY LIKE HIS DAD! and if TAKEN gets that tall imma have to wear heels.

FAST FORWARD. I woke in the morning with a cold because i slept right next to the A/C in my room. TAKEN’s is laughing at me because he warned me but it was too hot outside for me to care. FAST FORWARD. One night i was in TAKEN’s room and we were chilling and playing shogi and talking, after i lost the game he told me there was a secret way to get from his room to my room. and i was like seriously (this boy is sneaky). there was like a balcony outside our rooms that attached and he helped me get out the window and we were walking through the path, the stars were out we stayed out there for a bit and it was perfect. One day TAKEN couldn’t go to school because he had a tournament.  So my host mom took me to school. we bonded and all. I came back and once the door closed i heard someone running. it was TAKEN. i walked up the stairs and i see him by my room waiting for me cheesing extra hard. i chuckled because all the noise he made just to try and act slick xD. I ask him how the tournament was he was like he lost but he didn’t care too much.

TAKEN was really nice and happy that whole week. he surprised me with a trip to a really big mall knowing l love to shop (we were there for hours, i think he regretted it after a while xD). When we were in one of the clothing shops (we were the only two in there) i found these shorts that i loved and I called TAKEN to come over and see them on me and he was like yassss they look good on you. so i had to buy them. The cashier asked if we were together romantically and TAKEN started blushing and turned his face away from me. me and the cashier lady is laughing because she’s sorry that she made him turn red….He’d always offer to hold my bags. We had mini dates though he didn’t say they were. we went into purikura (Japanese photo booth) together and took the cutest pictures. This boy was so comfortable in there, he put his hand around my hip and shoulder. we were really close to each other. when i showed his dad the pictures. his dad was smiling extra big! and looked at me and TAKEN like ohh! I SEE YOU SON! tbh we were acting like a couple that whole week. we didn’t drift too far from each other whenever we were with the other groups we were always next to each other. We had a end of festival party with his class and me and another girl that was getting hosted was there. we went to KBBQ and we had options where we pay one price and we get as much meat as we order! my cutey pie TAKEN was grilling the meat like a boss. He was only worried about me he cooked our meat and he was putting the food on my plate saying try this. how do you like it. i was geeking because he was a total sweet heart. He became so comfortable he would always take pictures with his arm around me (even with others around) our last night together we ate noodles together watching t.v. the day i had to leave i was taking pictures with the family. my host dad was trynna be cute and was like oh let’s get a picture with you and TAKEN (with a devious smile) . TAKEN was like “chiiiiilllllll!”  and i’m blushing extra hard. but his mom hit TAKEN’S dad on the arm and was like chill your making her uncomfortable. so we didn’t take the picture. we didn’t really need it we had purikura and cute selfies.

It was time for me to leave and get in the taxi and TAKEN is sad. i can tell. everyone is giving hugs and goodbyes. I hug him extra tight and he’s hugging me extra tight back. I told him to keep in contact. we get in the taxi and my seat is all the way in the back of the car. and so TAKEN is shaking hands saying bye.and than he gets to my hand and he doesn’t doesn’t let go. keep in mind i’m in between to 2 people sitting in front of me. we stare into each others eyes(we didn’t break eye contact once) and we both see each other’s sadness. he says goodbye (still holding my hand and looking in my eyes) we are looking into each others eyes and other people, Japanese and american, our teachers too! were looking at us like o-o……and than he finally let’s go and my hand dropped. taxi door closes and everyone in the car starts to cry so my sadness went from 70%-100% so fast and i start crying more than i usually do. like this dude just stole my soul and heart when he looked at me like that. I got back to the states and we message. it’s been a year since i’ve been in Japan. we still talk a lot. but it’s slowly fading because he is so far from me and he has college exams coming up soon.

Right now i have no romantic feelings towards him but I’ll catch y'all up if anything happens in time or some years when i go back to Japan.

Sorry my story was all over the place. I hope you like it. I have other stories i’ll submit (i’ll try to make them not so messy) <3

KPMBW: OMG you hit me hard in the feels! if this was made into a movie, I would watch it and yes! please keep us up to date, I hope you two can see each other again!!! <3

Chapter 39: Beware


It had been a few weeks since I talked to Ren. It was like she had distanced herself from me probably because of all the August drama but I really didn’t care though. I had bigger things to worry about. I found out I was about to be a mother to a beautiful baby boy and I was so excited;

I walked inside the baby boutique to see a long blonde hair women yelling at one of the associates about shipping the wrong color to her house. The voice sounded familiar but I didn’t pay to much attention to it. I made my way over the the furniture section looking for the perfect color to go along with TJ’s sky blue paint

‘Mmmh, what color?’ I thought to myself holding up the sky blue paint swatch towards the wooden cribs.

“Go with the dark cherry wood.” The same familiar voice said looking over at me. I turned to my left to see the same pregnant blonde hair women for the counter.

“Nikkei?” I questioned looking her up and down.

“Hey!” She smiled waving her long pink nails.

She looked different. She even seemed nicer and had a beautiful glowing presence about herself.

“Hi … um-baby?” I pointed to her 3 month looking bump.

“Yea … and before you ask, no its not Aug’s.” She giggled lightly.

I sighed in relief causing her to smile at me. “Good I would really hate to hear that drama.”

“I know right! I didn’t even know I was pregnant while I was still messing around with Aug. I’m just glad I decided to move back in with my REAL boyfriend so we can start our family.” She said rubbing her belly.

I had to give it to Nikkei, with all the hoe shit she use to do she still managed to be happy in the end.

“How many months are you?” I asked looking at the basket full of boy items.

“3 almost 4 … what about you?”

“It feels like I’ve been carrying around TJ forEVER but almost 4 too!”

We laughed and carried on some simple conversation about our new found motherhood and our men. Nikkei wasn’t so bad once Aug and AirRen weren’t in the picture and drama wasn’t around. I’m glad we were getting to know each other. Maybe our baby boys could have play dates sometimes.


“Wass good lil mama? I’m bout to come pick up my yougin’.” He was so corny. After I vowed not to let myself get emotionally involved with Aug anymore this co parenting thing worked out well. We were actually on good terms with each other. As far as I knew, he wasn’t fucking around on me anymore which made me happy but it was too late for him to prove that he wanted a relationship because I moved on.

“Cool ill have em dressed and ready.” I cooed into the phone.

“You need sum? ”

I had been craving the same thing for a couple of weeks and had finally ran out of my foods last night. “Yeah can you get me some chocolate milk and peanut butter and-”

“Damn get some reeses cups!” He chuckled.

“Oow those too and some jelly and a jar of pickles! ” I asked licking my lips at all the goodies.

“I hope you ain’t feeding that shit to my kids!” He joked making me frown.

“No! Shut up! Just bring my food niggah! ” I giggled hanging up the phone.

I didn’t know why those were the only foods I could hold down. I hadn’t been feeling too well either so I decided to make a doctor’s appointment with my home girl to see what was up. I got Seppie and AJ dressed just in time before I heard the door unlock then open.

“Daddy’s here ” I whispered to an excited AJ and Seppie.

“Here’s yah diarrhea in a bag!” He chuckled passing me the bag of food. I went straight in to make my sandwich and drank straight from the gallon sized chocolate milk jug.

“Damn slow down chunky! You need to burn some of that off.” He said grabbing my ass licking his lips,

I had to admit I was gaining hella weight but I figured it was from the stress I was going through. I was moving out of the house that Trey and I once called home. I was also being promoted at the hospital.

“Aug shut up! Someone likes my chunky ass!” I giggled hitting his arm.

“Lemme go before I show you how much I appreciate how thick dem thighs gettin’ lil mama.” He winked licking his lips again. I was happy I decided to throw on my black yoga pants because any other color wouldnt keep the wetness brewing in my underwear discreet. I rolled my eyes attempting to forget all the dirty things i would like to do again with Aug.

“Bye babies” I said before kissing the twins and waving bye as they ran to his BMW.

“You gon stop playin, like you dont want ah niggah no mo’.” He smirked rubbing his thumb against my clit over my sweats

I bit my bottom lip trying not to let a moan escape. I hated the control he had over me but Aug wasn’t gonna win this time. We were strictly co parents and friends.

“Stop fuckin wit these hoes and commit … then Ill stop playin so you can have me any way you want.” I smirked kissing his nose before pushing the door shut

Hours Later

“What can I do for you honey?” Chante asked looking at me from the patient chair.

“I’ve been feeling sick and shit! Fix me!” I giggled grabbing her arm.

Chante and I started working at the hospital on the same day on the same floor and instantly clicked. She was cool as fuck and a good friend. We rarely hung out outside of work because we were always busy with our home lives but when we got to work we were inseparable.

“You so dramatic! Go piss in this cup!” She laughed tossing a plastic cup towards me.

We sat there for a moment talking about her boyfriend, Brian and my August situation. She left leaving me to sit there waiting for her to come back with my results.

“Okay first of all yo piss stinks! Water is on earth for a reason.” She laughed.

“Tae shut up! Tell me what’s wrong? Cuz I swear if August gave me something fuckin those hoe ass bitches … lets just say you and Ny bout to play guardians of two kids! Cuz he’s gon be dead and imma be in jail!” I ranted.

She let out a loud laugh and began to snort, “Ooh he gave you sum alright.” She handed me a white strip of paper.

“Here I thought I got rid of his ass!”

I packed up my stuff heading towards his apartment. I didn’t know whether to be happy or sad. I honestly wasn’t expecting Tae to say I was about to be a mother for the second time to my third child. I decided to call Ny to tell her the news before I reached Aug’s condo. We hadn’t really talked since we met for lunch a few weeks ago but we were both busy making changes to our home lives.

“Well Miss best friend!” She said with an attitude.

“Swerve ho’ you know my number.” I laughed.

“Is it ALWAYS about you?” She sounded so serious.

“What are you talkin bout?”

“Nothing, what’s up?” She asked.

I shook off her attitude, “What are you doing? And guess what?”

“Shopping for TJ! And what?” She replied nonchalantly.

“Well boo we gon be shopping together … im pregnant! ” I giggled. The phone was silent for a moment. “Hello?” I asked pulling the phone away from my ear.

“You just couldn’t let me have my moment! Like damn AirRen you already got two AND you had to fuck Aug for another! Its always AirRen’s world!”

“The fuck are you talkin bout? I had to fuck Aug for another one? I didn’t even want another kid right now! Aint shit ALWAYS bout me! You needa check yo shit Nyla!” I yelled.

“No fuck you … Im handling all my baby stuff wit Nikkei from now on. Your selfish and a liar.”

“You really cool wit ha? And im a liar? Trey dont even know the fucking REAL you! …You know what fuck this! Friendship over! Ill see you when I see you! ” I hung up the phone tossing it to the passenger seat.

I sped towards Aug’s condo shedding tears of anger. I unlocked the door to his condo seeing the twins sleep in the homemade tent on the living room floor. I walked upstairs to his room. I could hear moaning and the bed creek.

'I know he’s not!’ I thought before barging in to see August in the middle of fucking another random ass hoe. I shocked them both. The girl scrambled to the floor looking for her clothes to leave. I looked over at him giving him the death stare before moving towards the girl and pushing her head into the wall making sure to bang it a few times. I dragged the bluish green 30" Brazilian weave across the white floors of his bedroom staining it with streaks of red.

“Im sorry!” She cried out as Aug pulled me off of her bloody face. I slapped him across the face before I flew down the steps outside to my car.

“AirRen slow down!” He managed to get out in between breathes as he followed close behind me.

“FUCK YOU!” I cried out looking at my blood stained shirt. 'Damn! I love this shirt.’

“Why are you here?” He huffed clenching his perfect jaw line.

“Why was she here? Why you got bitches in yo house when MY kids are here?” “Why you always fucking around on me?” I yelled pushing him.

“What I do is my busine-” Before he could finish my hand was connecting with his face full force out of pure anger and betrayal.

“Not around my kids August! I’m taking them home AND as long as you want bitches and hoes running through your shit you wont see them.” I left him stunned as I went back in grabbing AJ and Seppie putting them in the car.

“This is why I came by!” I yelled throwing the now balled up white strip of paper towards his bruised cheek after I was in my SUV. “And tell that bitch she owes me a brand new Versace shirt!” I yelled before speeding off.

“Are you busy?” I managed to get out in between sobs to Chante.

“Sitting here with Brian. What’s wrong boo?” She asked.

My silence filled the phone.

“Ill be over in a second hun.” She replied hanging up.

I sat in the kitchen drinking some more of the chocolate milk gathering my thoughts until I heard my doorbell ring. I opened the door a burst into tears.

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You were in the train on your way to London.

Finally, It has been almost 3 years since the last time you saw your best friend Dan. He and his mate Phil moved to London while you stayed at Uni in your home town. You’ve missed him so much, skype can’t replace human interaction.

After a couple hours of Artic Monkeys blasting in your ears and a small nap, you arrived to the train station.

“Hey, (Y/N)” someone shouted from behind, right away you turn around to see a grinning Dan about 10 feet away. Smiling back, you walked towards him.

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Vanity Fair: Our 49 Favorite Things About Taylor Swift’s 1989

Taylor Swift’s fifth album—which, as has been (very) widely reported and commented upon, marks her first full-fledged “pop album”—is now upon us. And now that we’ve listened to 1989 in its entirety (three bonus tracks and three voice memos, included) many, many times, we have compiled the following list of our favorite moments, themes, lyrics, and other related material from this latest chapter of The Taylor Swift Story. 

— The pen-clicking sound at the end of the chorus of “Blank Space.”

— None of the songs, seemingly, are about John Mayer, meaning we don’t have to again contemplate the Mayer-Swift “relationship.”

— The chorus of “How You Get the Girl” is going to sound really good scoring some inescapable makeup commercial this winter.

— “Wildest Dreams” sounds like the song version of a Lana Del Rey spec script, but, somehow, this is more endearing than anything else, coming from Swift (in the way most artists attempt, at one time or another, to mimic/emulate their slightly older idols/contemporaries).

— Despite initial skepticism, “Welcome to New York” has grown on us significantly. (Full disclosure: we were out of the state for the past 10 days, and found ourselves responding much more favorably to the song’s weirdly sanitized, easy-breezy depiction of the city when we were not within it ourselves. By the time we got off our flight late Sunday night, bleary-eyed, greeted with some large red-block “WELCOME TO NEW YORK” signage at J.F.K., it took pretty much all our remaining strength to not Instagram a picture of it captioned, “It’s been waiting for me,” with an un-ironic smiley-face emoji.)

— “ARE WE IN THE CLEAR YET GOOD” (from the end of the chorus of “Out of the Woods”).

— We can report from personal experience that “Shake It Off” is an almost criminally good wedding party song.

— “Bad Blood” makes us want to run through the streets knocking over trash cans (in a (very) good way).

— The repeated, yelped “stay” in “All You Had to Do Was Stay.”

— The way she pronounces “white T-shirt” and “tight little skirt” in the chorus of “Style.”

— The way she pronounces “tall” and “hell” in “Wildest Dreams.”

— The album is extremely cohesive: all the songs are clearly of a piece. It’s almost like she wrote a thesis statement on a whiteboard (you know she has a whiteboard) two years ago (“I moved to New York and I’m single and I like to work out and crop tops are cool!”) and derived all of the songs from there.

— That we are pretty sure she started consistently wearing a red lip this summer only so the “red lip” lyric in “Style” would track.

— The way she dressed the entire summer, and during the promotion of this album, was also extremely consistent and appealing—it always looked like she had put some thought into what she was wearing, but less in a “try hard” way, and more in the manner of the coolest senior girl, when you were a freshman in high school, who always appeared immaculately put-together.

— The lyric “the monsters turned out to be just trees,” from “Out of the Woods” (which, we would feel confident betting, at least 50 people have already gotten tattooed on their bodies).

— That we now have Gchat fodder for the next three weeks, at a minimum

— That we imagine Lorde emailed Taylor something like, “Hey tay, do you think I could get I Know Places for the hunger games soundtrack I’m putting together???,” and Taylor wrote back a super-thoughtful e-mail, declining, which Lorde never responded to, but which she couldn’t even be mad about because Taylor’s e-mail was really on point and courteous and prompt.

— The use of the unusual “ex-man” and “ex-lover” in “Shake It Off” and “Blank Space,” respectively, which makes us never want to use the word “ex-boyfriend” again.

— The spoken-word “hella good hair” from “Shake It Off” (we can’t help it, it charms us).

— That everyone we have spoken with thought she was singing “Starbucks lovers” in the chorus of “Blank Space,” before realizing it’s “long list of ex-lovers.”

— That everyone we’ve spoken with seems to have a different list of “fave songs.”

— The self-awareness/wit of “Blank Space” (a lot of these are about “Blank Space,” huh? Well, it’s really good!).

— That Harry Styles (the ostensible subject of a lot of these songs) seems like the kind of dude who probably doesn’t even realize this album has been released.

— That one of the bonus tracks is titled “Wonderland,” which means that—let this sink in—there has never, in fact, been a Taylor Swift song called “Wonderland” before this point, which is very hard to believe and reminds us all to never make assumptions about anything.

— That this promo cycle has led Swift to create, and consistently update, her (truly amusing) Tumblr.

— That she decided to share three voice memos from the recording process of the album.

— That the memos indicate that, when she initially floated the ideas for these songs to producers, they were very (to a semi-shocking extent) close to what would end up being their final forms.

— The Nelly joke she makes on the “Blank Space” voice memo.

— That—whereas most people spend the weeks after a breakup turning off their phones and mainlining television shows they don’t even like—Swift spent the immediate aftermath of the Styles breakup writing and recording the winning “All You Had to Do Was Stay.”

— This Kelly Clarkson cover of “Shake It Off.” 

— That you can tell she actually had fun filming the “Shake It Off” music video(this can not be said about a lot of recent pop-music videos).

— The way she touches her head while singing “I remember” at the 3:14 minute mark of this performance.

— The way she peers out at her fans from inside her shower at the 1:46 minute mark of this video.

— That “New Romantics” would be track No. 4, rather than a bonus track, on pretty much any other 2014 pop star’s album.

— The lyric “Boys and boys and girls and girls” from “Welcome to New York.”

— The lyric “Cause you know I love the players / and you love the game” from “Blank Space.”

— That there is at least someone out there who thinks she is talking about James Deen, the porn star, not James Dean, in the chorus of “Style.”

— That we are incapable of not singing along to the beginning of the chorus of “This Love” (“This love is good / this love is bad”) and its nursery rhyme-ocity makes us smirk every time.

— That the “move the furniture so we could dance” line from “Out of the Woods” reminds us of the transcendent “we’re dancing around the kitchen in the refrigerator light” section of Red’s “All Too Well.”

— That the “foxes” reference in “I Know Places” makes us think of the fox sweater she wore when she was dating Styles, hands down the best thing to come out of that relationship.

— That the album isn’t on Spotify (yes, this is definitely frustrating, in a logistical sense, but isn’t the fact that Beyoncé and Swift are powerful enough to shun Spotify sort of über-glamorous?).

— That, somehow, “Bad Blood,” which is (almost definitely) about a very unrelatable, specific situation related to Katy Perry (Perry stole her dancers for her arena tour!) is perhaps the most wholly relatable track here.

— That Katy Perry is almost definitely going to tweet an awkward response to “Bad Blood” within the next week.

— That, for a fun game, you can imagine that any (or all) of the songs on this album are about Karlie Kloss.

— That the (non-deluxe) album ends with a song called “Clean,” which just seems so Swift it hurts.

— That we feel very confident Imogen Heap and Swift had a seven- to nine-minute discussion about scented candles during the recording of “Clean.”

— That, for the rest of our lives, no one will have to use their phones to look up how old Taylor Swift is, when someone asks at a dinner party.

— That the foreward in the liner notes ends with the phrasing, “From the girl who said she would never cut her hair or move to New York or find happiness in a world where she is not in love … ,” which makes us want to start over Sex and the City from the beginning.

— That it would no doubt annoy Swift that this list includes 49 items, instead of 13 or 89, and that we, somehow, never having, you know, actually met her in person, feel we “know her” well enough to know this.



Band Member: Michael

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A/N: So this is based on a post i read a while back and I couldn’t find it or remember who posted it so if reading this rings any bells to anyone, if you could send me the post, i wanna credit the person!

Michael could feel the change in atmosphere the minute he walked in.

Despite being gone on tour and not having been home in months, he could still feel the change of demeanor in the little apartment he had been aching to dwell in once again. He took a look around, noticing how unlived in the placed seemed. Kicking off his shoes, he took a couple steps in. It was cold and dark, matching the winter night outside. The room was clean, definitely cleaner than he had left it. And like a speeding train, it hit him.

There was no sign of you.

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