i have a party tonight

anonymous asked:

How are you? I hope you don't mind if I ask you this but, do you have any 'casual' Black Album era pics of James? Like rare pics or something, I love your blog btw💕

It is shocking that most of the photos I have of James in just casual wear in the Black album era, He’s wearing a damn cowboy hat In like 99% of them 

Clay Jensen One Shot

Originally posted by rosetylecr

Hey it’s Clay. Clay Jensen. Don’t adjust your… whatever media you’re reading this on. It’s me, alive and ready. Ready to tell you the story of how I met [your full name]. But let’s start at the beginning, when she first walked into Liberty High. After all, every story has an origin.


Second week into school and I noticed from my locker that everyone was staring at the entrance door. I tilted my head to see what they were all staring at and there she was. Her hair was all wet which I presumed was from the rain. She didn’t acknowledge the stares as she approached Hannah’s locker. Suddenly I got a sense of déjà vu. My heart skipped a beat and my grip on my lock tightened. Well wasn’t the whole situation ironic. I caught a quick glimpse of her and I couldn’t help to think, was this revenge for everything I had done, more so hadn’t done for Hannah? Was this some kind of punishment to just remind me of my failure? I loosened my grip and took in a deep breath. I looked back and caught her staring at me. I closed my locker door and averted my eyes away from her. I wasn’t going to make the same mistake twice. Of course we had a couple of classes together, and I found out her name was [y/n], but I kept my distance. Little did I know, I was eventually going to fall into the trap.


A couple weeks had gone by, and it was raining so much that one couldn’t see where they were headed. I was riding my bike back home and found myself plugged in with my headphones. I wasn’t paying much attention to my surroundings. I couldn’t hear the loud honk of the car. It’s beaming lights blinded me causing me to hit the sidewalk and hurt myself badly. I pivoted my body to the side to cause less damage. Unfortunately, I felt warm blood slowly trickling down the right side of my head. I touched my forehead and cussed. I looked up and saw [y/n] rushing towards me. I was relieved to see she didn’t look so worried so the damage couldn’t been so bad. Even if she seemed calm, her eyes were saying something else.

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Looking out the window and I just saw it happen so fast. Clay flew from his bike straight to the pavement. The moment he fell the car just drove off. Asshole. I ran out and went to see him. I bend and grabbed his shoulder.

You: “Hey are you…” *looks at his head wound* “Wow that looks bad, umm come inside, I’m sure I can find something…”

Clay: *lifts himself up* “I’m fine, I can go home.”

You: *irritated* “I’m not going to hurt you Clay. Come on, let’s go inside.”

I led him towards the front porch and though the door. I brought him upstairs to my room and told him to stay there while I fetched the first aid kit. I came back to the room and saw him awkwardly standing.

You: “You can sit you know.”

Clay: *hesitates* “Oh um yeah.”

He sat down and I wiggled myself beside him. I opened the kit to see if there would be anything useful. I opened a disinfectant pad and cleaned the trickling blood. Once I finished that, I took a second one and warned him.

You: “This is going to hurt.”

I pressed the pad on his forehead where the injury was and felt him wince, and he cursed under his breath. As I padded the wound, I finally got to look at him in his eyes. Never had I seen him stare at me so intently, and so I was intrigued.

You: *while padding down* “I can’t believe an accident is all it took to finally meet you.”

Clay: *tilts his head* “I’m not a conversationalist, or good with people.”

You: *chuckles* “That makes two of us.”


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I never spoke to her, not once. Now here I was getting nursed by her, what were the odds of that? Was this the world’s twisted way of giving me karma? Would this just end as bad as the last time? I let these thoughts run all over my mind as I stared at her. I looked at her as she finished padding down. I could see why people at school made such a big fuss about her. There was no denying that she was an attractive girl. She then searched for a band-aid, and when she found one, she started undoing it.

Clay: *raises eyebrows* “You? You’re not good with people?“

You: *smiles* “I prefer no contact. Just a few exceptions.”

Clay: *grins* “I don’t believe you.”

You: *patches him up* “It’s true. And look, you’re all good. I’d still go to see someone who actually knows what they’re doing.”

Clay: “Yeah sure, sounds good.”

You: “Don’t hurt yourself again, alright?”

Clay: *gets off from bed* “Ok. Well I should probably be on my way home.”

You: *get’s up* “You can, but you’re more than welcomed to stay.”

Her voice was soothing, and I couldn’t help to hear the hopefulness in her voice. Why was she acting this way around me? I felt my cheeks warm up a little and turned my head around quickly so she wouldn’t notice.

Clay: “Um my parents will probably start worrying about me, so I’ll just head out.”

You: *as he walks away* “I’ll see you around school.”


A few weeks have passed since I was nursed by [y/n]. I thought it was a bad idea, to get close to her. But through out the weeks I stopped to care. She’d choose to sit next to me during lunch and I didn’t mind. She never tried to impose and I never pushed her away. Sometime’s we’d talk, sometimes we’d just sit in silence. I let my anxiety slip away and eventually got close to her. And then, we had finally became friends.

During lunch time, Sky sat beside me and searched the table.

Sky: “Wow your girlfriend isn’t here?”

Clay: “She is not my girlfriend.”

Sky: “But you wish she was.” I fell silent and kept eating my food, “I’m sorry, did I say something wrong?” *smirks* “Didn’t picture you the popular type Jensen.”

Clay: *sighs* “ She is not… I don’t even know why I’m having the conversation with you.”

Sky: “Why don’t you stop being such a wuss and move on.”

Clay: *looks at her* “Do you even remember the last time? What happened when I got close to Hannah?”

Sky: “Oh yeah let’s all pity Clay. Please, the world didn’t revolve around Hannah Baker. She was high school kid with a shitty life and some issues, like the rest of us. Enough of her. It’s time for you to let go. If anyone should have a not so shitty life, it’s you.”

I took in a deep breath and let her words sink in. Oh the irony.

Clay: “Are you getting sappy with me? Did you just try to comfort me?” *laughs*

Sky: *dead serious stare* “Don’t make me regret this.”

Clay: “I heard you.”

Sky: “So what are you still doing here?”

It took me a second to realize what she was insinuating. I got up before she can can physically assault me and went to look for [y/n].


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The library always brought me some kind of peace where I can just manage all my thoughts. I had been invited by several people to Bryce’s party this evening. But I already had made other plans, a surprise actually. And parties weren’t really for me. I wondered though what it’d be like to go with Clay. To finally hold his hand and smile at each other like no one else was in the room. My heart fluttered to the idea but I pushed it away as I thought that would unlikely ever happen. Then I saw him come in the library, he scanned the whole room and smiled when he saw me. He approached me and pulled up a chair to sit beside me.

Clay: “Working on another assignment?”

You: *sighs* “Do they ever end?”

Clay: *smirks* “Do you need help?”

You: “I think I’ve got this, thanks.” *smiles*

I couldn’t help to see that he looked like he was trying to say something but couldn’t form the right words.

You: “Are you okay? You look a little shaken up.”

Clay: “You mean me? I’m fine.”

You: *shrugs* “Alright well did you hear Bryce is having a party tonight?”

Clay: *sarcastically* Yeah I actually heard. It’s not like the whole school knows.“

You: *grins* “Well I was invited by several people.”

Clay:  "So… does that mean you’re going?“

You: "Nah I’m not a party person, and Bryce is an ass. Besides we’ve got plans.”

Clay: *looks nervous* “Um so yeah about… *shakes his head* "Wait we have plans? I wasn’t aware.”

You: “Meet me at the Crestmont for seven. Don’t be late.” *bell rings* “Oh we should be heading to class.”

I packed up all my stuff and tried not to show my excitement as we both left the library. Later that evening I fixed myself a little and made my way to the Crestmont. I got the whole surprise ready, and waited patiently until he came.


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I rode my bike to the theater. I checked my phone and it was just 6:58. I wasn’t sure what to expect, after all the theater was closed tonight for renovation. I left my bike in the back where I knew no one would try to steal it. I came back to the front and there she was. She waved as she put a strand of hair behind her ear. I smiled back, admiring her.

You: *smiles widely* “You made it.”

Clay: *sarcastically* “Actually I had made other plans, but um, I decided to come here.” *shrugs*

You: *rolls eyes playfully* “Well come inside, I’ve got a great surprise.”

I wasn’t sure what to expect, but I followed her in. We walked towards the end of the theater where there was a room being unoccupied due to the renovation. She opened the door and I couldn’t believe it. The room was unfinished, the chairs were put but there was no big screen or curtains. The surround system was already installed but the walls were bland with no light, so it would’ve been completely dark if it weren’t for the light of the projector. Also the image it produced emitted enough light to recognize my surroundings. The projector was set in front of the soon to be large screen. It displayed a menu to play the movie, Lord of the Rings. I looked around the large room and paid attention towards a couple of seats behind the projector. I saw they were being occupied by bags of popcorn and candy. I looked over at her and couldn’t help but to grin like an idiot.

Clay: *surprised* “Wow, this is–”

You: *frowns* “Please don’t say too much.”

Clay: *shakes head* “No, this is pretty cool, but Lord of the Rings? You could have picked a movie we both would have enjoyed.”

You: *shocked* “Are you kidding me? Clay, I didn’t think you out of all people would make such an assumption.”

Clay: *grins* “Well I’m sorry for not knowing you’re a bigger nerd than me.”

You: *playfully elbows his side* “Don’t push it. And for your information, I love these movies. I even got the special edition with the extra content in the film. So it’s going to be a long movie.”

The answer surprised me, and I actually felt some weird feeling in my chest. I felt my nerves kick in and feel it in my stomach. She made her way to the seats and I followed. She picked up the bag of popcorn and I held the bag of skittles. We both sat down beside each other. She pulled out two bottles of ice tea from her bag and offered me one. I grabbed it and placed it in the cup holder. I thought about it, and this whole situation seemed too good for me. With every second I tried to calm myself. I didn’t deserve all of this, and maybe this is the world setting me up for my own self destruction. Or was Sky right and maybe, just maybe I might not have such a shitty life after all.

Clay: *laughs* “You’re still a big nerd. Who would have thought.”

You: “I’m full of secrets. Now let’s enjoy the next 3 hours and 46 minutes of pure greatness.”

She pulled out the remote for the projector and pressed play.


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And that’s what we did, we watched the entire film. Not one single word spoken between us, just the sharing of our snacks. I stared at him a couple of times because he finally looked comfortable. When he’d catch me staring, I’d look away embarrassed. Sometimes, I noticed he was watching me, and that made me a little nervous. At some point I felt tired and placed my head against his shoulder. I think he was taken back because at first he kind of jerked. But seconds after he relaxed.

The movie ended and I lifted my head. I took the remote and went back to the main menu of the movie. I didn’t want to turn it off because then there would be no light in the room. We had finished the popcorn, candy and the drinks so we put them together in one bag. I looked over to see his reaction and he had a neutral look.

You: “I’m sure you’ve seen this many times just like me.”

Clay: “You have no idea…” *looks up at you and looks at phone* “It’s getting late.”

You: “Yeah it is.”

There was an ongoing stare being engaged by both of us, and my heart actually started to race a little. It felt like none of us truly wanted to leave.

Clay: “Well… we can always stay. Actually I’ve got a good place we can hang.”

You: *tries not to sound too excited* “Okay well lead the way.”

I carried the trash outside the room while following him. I threw it away and I was right behind him. He took me up a flight of stairs, until he opened the door and I could feel the cold, fresh breeze hit my face. We were on the roof of the Crestmont. He then sat almost close to the ledge, in front of the building. I joined him and started looking up.

You: “Do you always come up here?”

Clay: “It’s kind of my hang out. When I’m on my lunch I always come up here. Brings me a sense of nostalgia.”

You: “Nostalgic about what?”

He looked at me and looked like he was hesitating. I didn’t want to put him in a difficult position. I guess I asked a hard question, because he started fidgeting with his hands. I didn’t want to pressure him into something he didn’t want to get into. So I put my hand over his and gave him a reassuring nod.

You: “You don’t have to tell me if you don’t want to.”

He took a deep breath and started telling me the story of Hannah Baker. He cared about her; I could tell by the way he spoke about her. My heart fell while hearing everything that had happened to her. No person ever deserved that. I was able to tell Clay was the only person in her life that shed some light to the darkness she felt. Then he got to the part of the tapes, and clenched my fists of the idea Bryce raping any woman. And his friend Jeff dying, that I could tell was one of the hardest things for him. I encouraged him to keep going my giving his hand a squeeze. Then he looked down talking about his own tape. He didn’t even want to look at me. He was holding in so much guilt and shame; he didn’t think he did enough. I was almost tearing, but I gave his hand a little squeeze again when he was done.

You: “Why isn’t Bryce behind bars?”

Clay: “He’s got people covering his ass; he can basically get away with murder.”

You: “He essentially did, she deserves justice, both her and Jessica.”

Clay: *sighs* “I know but the story is a lot more complicated.”

You: “I see well I hope that son of a bitch does end up going to jail. I’m sorry about Hannah, and Jeff. They deserved better and seemed like really good people. Good to you.”

Clay: *looks at you* “Maybe, if Jessica finally realizes that she should go to the police about her rape. Honestly, sometimes I wish I could have been more involved. I wish I could have told Jeff to stay that night. I wish I could have seen that Hannah was slowly being destroyed by everyone around her. I could have helped her. She was crying for help and no one noticed.”

You: “By the sound of it, she had a lot to deal with it. And most people going through these types of issues would rather let their destruction hit them, like with Jess. And even if they wanted to get help, they don’t know how to approach people about it. So they hope someone might notice, and that person would approach them. And sadly, most of them times it’s not obvious. She made her choice. And in the end, you can’t save those who don’t want to be saved.”

Clay: *sighs* “I haven’t spoken about Hannah in a while.”

You: “It’s obvious you cared for her. And I think it’s really sweet that you have such great memories of her. Just never blame yourself for it. This wasn’t your fault.”

Clay: *looks at you* “Hannah was the first girl, well that I ever had strong feelings for. And I think that’s why it was so hard on me.”

I noticed a little tear coming out of the corner of his eye. I brought my hand to his cheek and wiped it off with my thumb.

You: “You loved her?”

He just nodded his head upon and looked down. I took my hand away from his face. It broke my heart to see him completely vulnerable. But he looked up, with some kind of determination in his face. He looked up at me and said something that surprised me.

Clay: “But I think it’s time for me to move on.”

I saw him take a quick glimpse at my lips and leaned in. I felt his soft lips against mine and my heart was slamming in my chest. I wasn’t expecting it after everything he had just told me. But it felt right, so right. I kissed him in back and wrapped my hands on the the back of his neck to bring him closer. Everything around me seemed to disappear. It was just me and him.

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I swallowed my nerves and went for the kiss. She put her hands on the back of my neck and drew me closer. All my nerves were replaced by adrenaline. I could feel the heat radiate from all over my body. I slipped my hands onto her waist and gave her hips a nice squeeze. I could hear a moan escape from under her breath. My heart started beating really fast. I realized that I was slowly pushing her towards the ground. I kissed her deeper, as she eventually ended up lying on the ground. She pressed her whole body against mine and that drove me crazy. Good crazy. My right hand traced the side of her body, outlining her curves. I got a panic feeling and stopped kissing her. She looked at me confused.

Clay: “I just want to make sure this is all okay with you.”

She looked at me with wonder in her eyes. She gave me light kiss on my lips and told me to get up. I got off her and we sat down again beside each other.

You: “So do I. Listen I don’t want you to feel uncomfortable with stuff like this.”

I looked at her for second before I kissed her; a slow, passionate kiss. In that moment, all I wanted was her. It wasn’t the time, and I still felt a bit anxious since the last time I kissed a girl.

Clay: “Just give me time.”

You: *grins and jokingly says* “Don’t make me wait too long alright?”

I chuckled as I gave her a light kiss. My heart was still racing from our intense kiss from before. She moved closer and put her head on my shoulder. I wrapped my arm around her waist and smiled at her.

Clay: “In truth, I don’t actually like change, but this change seems cool.”

I saw her smile while I placed a kiss on her forehead.


That is all I’m going to write or type… you know what I mean. This story doesn’t have an ending yet, but I feel the ending to this story will be different from the last. So I guess this is goodbye, for now.

See you soon,

Clay Jensen 🎧

On the phone...

Crush: hey! 

Me: hii!

Crush: what you doing?

Me: I’m gonna take a nap lol. Why?

Crush: oh, nervermind.. I’m having a pool party tonight and I thou-

Me: *hangs up*

I’m Not a Kid

I’m Not a Kid

Word count: 4.2k

Genre: smut

Parts: one | two


“Y/N” you heard Jungkook sing song. He had been bothering you for the past three weeks. Jungkook was your boss’s son and he had been trying to get you to go out with him since day one.

You had given the papers to your secretary and turned to face him. “Jungkook,” you sighed and walked back over to your office. You walked inside your office and turned to close your door but Jungkook stopped it and walked in. You sighed again and went to sit at your desk. You got on your computer, not looking at him, “Yes, Jungkook.”

“Oh, Y/N” he laughed. “I love when you call me that.”

You looked over at him, “It is your name.”

He just stood there and smiled with a wink. You rolled your eyes, “What did you need?”

He walked over and sat at the on the edge of your desk. “Well, I need a date to dinner tonight?”

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Surprise

Prompt: You find out that you’re pregnant with George Washington’s baby.

Pair: George Washington x Reader

A/N: This was a request from an anon. Ask and you shall receive. I actually really enjoyed writing this prompt. I hope you guys love it as much as I did! Remember my requests are always open. Enjoy :)

Surprise - Part 2

Originally posted by alexanderlafayette

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You roll over in bed and you arm smacks down on a hard chest beside you, pulling a loud groan from him. Without opening your eyes, you smile to yourself and roll over all the way on your side and snuggle up into the man beside you. His arms wrap around you immediately and pull you in closer. You wiggle and wiggle trying to snuggle even closer and find a comfortable spot.

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The House of Beasts, Part 1

Here is my official first chapter for the House of Beasts!

Summary: Prythian University, the grounds where frat houses wage wars and throw the best parties yet. Feyre, an art student and girlfriend to the Head of House of the Spring House, discovers secrets everyone’s been keeping from her for the last year and a half. 

An ACOTAR/ACOMAF AU, which begins as Feylin then evolves into Feysand. Begins as ACOTAR, includes AU of Under the Mountain, but will focus more on Acomaf. 

Word Count: 2038 words

Once again, thank you all for withholding any hate and supplying only constructive criticism (I really need it!) and sending any requests, suggestions, etc.  

Disclaimer: All characters and some direct and or modified quotes belong to Sarah J Maas, as well as some of the plot points. I take no credit for them whatsoever

Part 1: Parties

I looked across the lush grounds of Prythian University, my cotton robe tucked tightly around the curves of my figure, and I sighed at the wonderfully gorgeous campus that swept across my view. Students walked along, talking together, backpacks strung over their shoulders and heavy books bound to their arms. Autumn kissed the trees that dotted the grounds, leaves collecting within the tracks of students’ footprints. The fall air caressed my skin blissfully and I closed my eyes.

It had been 6 months since I’d moved into Spring House. The six happiest months of my existence, probably.

Shivers went down my spine as I remembered that terrifying night in June. How he’d forced me into the Spring House. How I’d begged Principal Hybern to get me out. How he’d refused. How my sisters completely shut me out when I tried to collect my things. How they wouldn’t even let me in the door.

I had nothing, not even my paints, when I moved into that lonely bedroom. And then Tamlin had given it all to me.

“It’s beautiful, isn’t it?” Tamlin whispered into my ear, pressing soft kisses down my neck and shoulder. I sighed.

“Gorgeous.” He began to pull my robe down even further but I snatched it from him, spinning away from his grasp. His low laugh filled the room and he stepped again towards me, this time planting his lips directly to mine.

I laughed into his mouth and pulled away. He was gorgeous. The shoulder-length blonde hair, the bright green eyes like freshly cut grass, the even features and hint of a beard. Everything about him just made me want him even more.

“I’m gonna be late for class,” I murmured, heading to the bathroom to brush my teeth.

“C’mon, it’s just paint class. You’ll be fine,” he did not falter, still tugging against my hips and pulling me back to the bed, despite the trails of toothpaste that trailed down my chin. “It’s our three month anniversary!”

I gripped the sink, squealing, as he tugged and tugged, the pair of us laughing. Quickly, I spun around, and he laughed as he dragged his thumb against my chin, collecting the excess toothpaste and rubbing it on my robe. I scowled, and he pressed a kiss to my forehead.

“You’re cute when you brush your teeth. I can’t help myself.”

I turned to spit, then wiped my mouth. “I can’t be late again, Tam. She yelled at me last time.”

He sighed frustratingly as he finally dressed. “Fine.”

“When’s your break?” I asked, sliding out of my robe and tugging on undergarments.

“Ten o’ five. You?”

“Shit. Mine’s only at eleven.” I pouted, which only made him kiss me again.

“Don’t worry. Tonight’s going to amazing.” His hands slithered around my waist, pulling me against him. This time, our kiss was deep, passionate, and I never wanted to leave his arms. Yet, still, as I left, my bag slung over my shoulder, I drawled, “I love you, Tamlin Atwell!”

“Love you too, babe!” he replied over his shoulder. Automatically, I nodded my head good morning to Alis on the way down, one of my old roommates from when I first moved into Spring House. Once down in the common room, where various members lounged around on their laptops, almost all of them carrying coffees, Lucien waved me over to where he sat by the window, his ear pressed against his phone.

I held my hands towards him in confusion and he just made hand signals for a coffee in return. I scoffed. Yeah right. I’m not going to be late for class just to fetch the prick a coffee. Instead, I rolled my eyes and he flipped me off, which made me smirk in return. Reaching into my bag and untangling my earphones, I plugged them in and stepped out into the fresh air, tugging my coat closer around me. Despite my usually gloomy mood, I grinned.

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There was no other euphoria then the feeling of a pencil against sketch paper, or paint brush to canvas. When I entered paint class, I lost myself. I escaped from reality and entered my own little pocket of the world where no one could find me. The lines between myself and reality blurred. All I knew were the colors and the vision and the feeling, nothing else. Only that burning passion to create something out of nothing.

I’d come to Prythian University on an arts scholarship. Everyone loved PU—the campus was exquisite and the division of Houses was so much fun—7 houses, four seasonal (autumn, winter, spring, summer) and three solar (dawn, day and night). You had to apply to get accepted within the school, and pay extra on top of the already expensive room and board to be sorted into a house. My old friend Clare had sent in a portfolio of mine when I’d told her that I probably wouldn’t even be going to school due to my lack of funds thanks to my dad’s failing wood carving business. I was hysterical when I’d got that letter in the mail, thinking it’d all been a mistake. I would most definitely not be here if it weren’t for her.

Yet, of course, that scholarship didn’t pay for the room and board rent, and it was too far for me to drive to school every day, so I’d been forced to move into my sisters’ cramped apartment a few blocks down from the University. They’d both attended for one year then went on a different path: also known as the ‘get rich arrogant boyfriends’ path. Rich, arrogant and cruel boyfriends that liked playing crude tricks on me, like forcing me to shoot Spring House’s mascot. And if I didn’t, they threatened to stop my sister’s cash flow. My sisters? They had no clue. They shoved me into the smallest bedroom, and I paid rent by working at the coffee shop on campus after school. I was lucky, in fact, to receive all the odd hours that no one else wanted, because that’s when it was at its emptiest, which meant I could study behind the counter without anyone noticing.

I hated it at PU my whole first year. I’d thought so many times, over and over, whether I should just give up and drop out, but Tamlin gave me a second chance when he made me move in with him. He’d given me a whole second chance at life.

Despite our bickering and arguments, Tamlin and I were forced to spend more and more time together once I’d moved in. He was the head of Spring House, just as all the houses had a Head, and he majored in business and politics. He told me that the rule (the one that forced me to move in to Spring House) was an ancient one put in place decades ago. They’d never really gotten rid of it, because it was useful at times to call it in. Tamlin actually once admitted (while he wasn’t extremely sober) that the only reason he’d forced me to move in was because he’d seen me at the coffee shop and he was attracted to me. I teased him mercilessly for the few weeks following that.

As we grew closer though, our relationship just kind of…happened. Of course, I’d had a few boyfriends here and there throughout high school, but nothing like what I’d felt for Tamlin. He was my savior, my protector, my lover. I couldn’t ask for more.

And now, we were here. Happy, in love, at peace. I was eternally grateful to him.

I hadn’t even realized that the bell had rung with all those thoughts swimming in and out of my head. Staring back at me from the canvas was the great sweeping night sky. The big wide moon and an expanse of intricately detailed stars against a background of intertwining shades of black, indigo and navy. I was almost breathless from the effort that it’d taken from me. Despite it all, the painting was booming with life.

“Some of your best work,” my teacher, Ms. Smith, murmured from behind me. “I love it. Would you like to show it off in the upcoming Christmas vernissage?”

“Seriously?” I asked, incredulous. No second years ever made it into the Christmas vernissage. It was only upperclassmen, the ones who’d mastered themselves over their years here.

“Of course! If I were to be honest, Feyre, you’re probably the most promising students I’ve seen in a while. You’re point of view is spectacular.”

“Thank you so much, Ms. Smith,” I said, and she dismissed me with a nod.

As I headed to history, my phone beeped in my bag. I fished around for it only to find a text from Tamlin. I smiled.

Friends are having big party at the House tonight. Raincheck?

I sighed frustratingly through my nose. Tamlin, despite himself, was a big partier. And an even bigger drinker. I’d been fine with it most of the time, yet sometimes he took it a little…overboard. His temper seemed to be worse under the influence of alcohol. He could be a little scary sometimes. Which made me more than reluctant to agree to a big party. I shrugged it off, though. He was head of house. Of course he could throw a party if he felt like it.

No problem babe

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When I arrived home that night after bustling around behind the coffee shop all afternoon, the House was already packed. It wasn’t uncommon for the Spring House to be almost in a perpetual party mode. The House was known for its outrageous parties that were filled by people from every House.

As I waded through the sea of people, I really felt myself at a loss. The pounding music definitely did not help my hammering head ache, and the aromas wafting from all the crammed bodies around me did not help at all. I just needed to find Tamlin, to make an appearance, then I could sneak away to my room and try to block out the sound surrounding me.

Yet, of course, no matter how far and wide I searched, Tamlin was nowhere to be found. No matter who I asked or where I looked, I couldn’t find him.

All of the sudden I found myself in the back yard, where things were much tamer, only a few stragglers here and there. I made my way to the side of the House, where I knew no one would be, and leaned against the wall to take a few breaths.

Two figures stepped out of the darkness, both evidently stumbling and reeking of alcohol. Instantly, all my muscles clenched, and before I could run away, two hands gripped my arm.

“What a great party, right?” one of them slurred into my ear.

“You’d make it so much better though,” the other said, and I fiercely kept trying to yank my arms away with no result.

“Let go of me,” I demanded as sternly as I could. “I swear to God, I’ll punch you both in the balls.”

“I’d like to see you—”

I’d just began swinging my wrist before it was caught by a hand. This one warm, new. Unfamiliar.

“There you are,” said the alluring, low pitched male. Instantly, the hands that held me went slack, and I fell backwards into the strangers arms. “I’ve been looking for you.”

The two males’ faces went taut with fear, and all the stranger said was, “Thank you for finding her for me.”

Both of them seemed as though they were quivering in fear at the sight of this man that slipped his arm around my shoulders. I didn’t dare look at him, I only kept my eyes on the two imbeciles before me.

“Enjoy the party,” the bite in his words is what finally shooed the pair away, and I instantly extracted myself from his half embrace, having enough of the feeling of strangers touching me for one night. I rubbed vigorously before looking up to finally reveal the identity of my savior.

Standing before me was the most beautiful man I’d ever seen.

mercy pt 3

Genre: Angst

Length: 3.4k words

Pairing: Yoongi/Reader/Jimin

Summary: You knew the relationship was falling apart, you just couldn’t accept it. 

Part One  Part Two 

Grabbing my change from the cashier, I thanked her, taking my groceries and heading towards the exit. I swiftly make my way to my car almost throwing everything in the backseat and put my seat belt on. I had a pounding headache and I was more than relieved to be going home after a long day at work. Even though I was incredibly happy because of my new job title, it was more responsibility. I barely had time to breath lately much less do anything else, thankfully it was Friday which meant I would have the next two days off. Opening the door to my apartment I set all the groceries down and plop myself on the couch taking my shoes off in the process. Finally some time to myself.

I turned on the TV and checked my phone only to be disappointed once I realized that Jimin never got back to any of the texts I had sent him in the past few days. I figured he must’ve been busy as well, but his social media says otherwise. I checked his profile and sure enough he had posted less than two hours ago. Was he ignoring me? Since I met him we were always together, and I felt bad for my crazy work schedule recently that I actually didn’t notice. For the next ten minutes I debated on what to do and my eyes glanced at the clock, 10:30pm.

Sending him another text would be either a hit or miss, he can either reply or completely ignore. To be quite honest, I didn’t want to wait for his text so I slipped my shoes on with the intention to catch him on his break. But to my own surprise I couldn’t open the door. I mentally cursed to myself for being too much of a coward and started pacing back and forth in my living room. What if he genuinely was busy? Maybe I was overreacting and blowing everything out of proportion, but something didn’t feel right. Reluctantly I opened my door and ran towards the gym praying that I would catch Jimin in time. As I got closer I slowed down and catched my breath and relief washed over my body as I saw him standing outside looking at his phone.

“Jimin!” I yelled out still trying to get my breathing back to normal. He looked up and his face instantly dropped making my heart ache.

“Y/N.. hi..” He mumbled, “What are you doing here?” He said rather coldly looking back at his phone.

“I came to see you, we haven’t talked in a couple days and I was getting worried.” I mumbled surprised by his tone at me.

“No need to be worried Y/N.”

“A-Are you ok? You haven’t got back to my texts,” I softly said “did I do something wrong?” He raised his eyebrow “Oh. Right, the reason for that is that I simply didn’t want to text you back.” He flatly said.

My eyes widened “What do you mean? Did I do something wrong Jimin?” I questioned.

“No you didn’t. Why do you care so much anyways? I’m sure Yoongi hasn’t made time for his side so you came running to me.”

Ouch.

I stood there not knowing what to say, not knowing what to do, unable to move. Truth is I hadn’t spoken to Yoongi at all. Sure he had crossed my mind but I didn’t have a desire to talk to him so Jimin’s words especially hurt. Why was he acting like this? I felt tears running down my cheeks and I immediately wiped them away, “I-I’m sorry for bothering you Jimin.” I whispered looking towards the direction of my house “I guess I’ll just leave then.” And before he could say anything else, I was already running down the street finally able to let out the sobbing I was holding in looking back one more time only to find him already gone.

I barged in my house practically ripping my jacket off and slamming my bedroom door closed. My sobbing lasted longer than I wanted too but I eventually closed my eyes and dozed off to sleep.

I woke up the next morning with a throbbing headache and a tear stained pillow. The events from last night came rushing back to my head making my throat close. Getting myself out of bed, I walked to the kitchen pouring myself a cup of water to ease my body. After gulping down my water I put my cup in the sink and dragged myself to the bathroom. I took one good look at myself in the mirror and I almost screamed at my appearance. Clearly I had forgotten to take my makeup off the night before and crying all night only made me look worse. Alright Y/N get yourself cleaned up.

I turned the shower on waiting for the water to get warm before getting in. I took my clothes off and stepped in. I spent a good forty-five minutes before I finished my shower routine and turned the water off grabbing my towel and wrapping it around my body. Thankfully it made me feel a lot better and I made my way to my closet to change into clothes for the day. Just as I put some socks on I heard a knock on my door. I walked towards the front door checking the peephole first before opening it and I smiled once I saw it was who it was.

“Namjoon!” I yelled out at him opening the door and running in his arms. I missed him more than anything and for him to show up at my door out of nowhere definitely made me happy.

I felt him wrap his arms around me and I led him inside leading him to the living room.

“Ahh Y/N if I knew you were going to be this excited to see me I would show up unexpectedly more often.” He chuckled following me to the couch and taking a seat next to me.

“I’m just really happy to see you, I missed my best friend.” I pouted at him.

“I missed you too Y/N.” he said “But hey you’ve been busy too I came to make sure you were at least eating something.”

I rolled my eyes “Of course I have Joonie, have you?”

“Oh really? Have you ate today?” He questioned.

“YA in my defense I woke up late” I said smiling at him trying to come up with an excuse.

“Typical child” He said grabbing my face making me look at him only to frown once he saw how swollen my eyes were. I quickly looked away standing up “U-uh do you want something to drink? Something to ea-”

“Why are your eyes swollen.” He said ignoring my question. I mentally slapped myself for not putting makeup on sooner. Here we go…

“I stayed up really late last night watching dramas, I think watching too much made my eyes irritated.” I blurted out hoping he would drop it.

“You’re a really bad liar Y/N” He responded “If you’re not going to tell me I’ll go ask Yoongi myself AFTER I beat the crap out of him.” He calmly said standing up walking to the front door.

“No no no.. wait Namjoon it’s not because of Yoongi.” I argued standing in front of him to prevent him from leaving. He raised his eyebrow confused “Then what happened?”

“I’ll tell you..” I began “But it’s a long story Joonie.”

“I have time.” He blurted out sitting back down.

For the next hour I told him everything. From meeting Jimin, to the fight with Yoongi, to the restaurant incident, and to the events from last night. Namjoon patiently listened without saying a word and wiping my tears away as I told him how hurtful Jimin’s words were. He took every word I said in and held my hand the whole time.

“You said his name was Jimin right?” He spoke up after I finished talking. I nodded my head and he took out his phone pulling up a page and showing me his social media “This Jimin?” He asked handing me his phone. Looking through the page I recognized it right away. Again I nodded confused, “Wait Joon how do you know him?” I asked giving him back his phone.

“I went to highschool with him, he’s one of my good friends.” He said “Which is why I find all of this weird. Jimin isn’t like this.”

“How come you never told me? Or introduced me to him?” I asked in disbelief.

He gave me a look “You know how I am with you Y/N I never bring you around my friends because I know what they’re like.”

“Well yeah but still!” I yelled out annoyed.

“I just don’t want you to get hurt.” He began, “Remember when you started dating Yoongi? I almost killed him just by him not asking me before he asked you out.”

I giggled “Yeah yeah dad I remember” I mocked.

“And look how that turned out Y/N.” he added. I remained quiet because after all he was right.

“Why didn’t you tell me about this earlier?” He asked making me look up at him.

I sighed “honestly Joon I was going to tell you.”

I ran my fingers through my hair frustrated “I just didn’t know how too and it’s been too much.”

He nodded understanding and put my hands in his “What am I going to do with you?” He joked.

I chuckled “I don’t know.” I replied shrugging my shoulders.

“My job is to be here for you when you’re going through stuff like this, please tell me next time.”

“I know and I’m sorry. I promise I’ll stop being this annoying with my problems.” I whispered.

“Hush. You’re never annoying.”

“What about you huh! Any girl troubles?” I asked changing the subject.

“No girls for me yet, I’ve just been so busy with work.” He said laughing. “By the way I’m having a party tonight at my house I want you there Y/N.” he said

“A party? Like with people?” I hesitantly asked.

“Yes with people.” He stated, “please come.”

I softly smiled at him “I’ll be there Joonie.”

He shot me a big smile bringing out his dimples “Good, I’ll see you tonight then! Love you Y/N”

“Love you more” I replied leading him to the front door as we said our goodbyes.

I spent the rest of the day cleaning up my apartment to pass time and watching dramas. As much as I wasn’t up to go to a party, I wanted to be there for Namjoon. The day passed rather quickly and by the time it reached 7pm, I was already raiding my closet to find an outfit to wear. Jeans or a dress? I quickly did my best to put an outfit together and thanks to my good sense of style, I managed to find one sooner than I thought. Relieved, I made my way to the bathroom and got started on my hair and makeup. After about thirty minutes I was done and finally ready. I grabbed my phone and I was out the door.

I made it to Namjoon’s house and boy was it super packed. Drinks were everywhere, music was blasting, and people were everywhere. I squeezed through the endless bodies of people and tried to find Namjoon letting him know I was here and once I found him he immediately handed me a drink. “I’m so glad you’re here, enjoy yourself but not too much! I’m watching you.” He warned giving me a stern look. I nodded at him laughing letting him get back to greeting people and made my way to an empty spot in the house sipping on my drink telling myself to have a good time. It was when I was getting a refill that I noticed someone staring at me from the corner of my eye. I looked up only to see Jimin on the other side of the room looking over at me. Great. His gaze never left my face as I grabbed another drink and I looked away walking back to my spot on the couch. I was doing my best to avoid Jimin’s stare until I noticed someone else arrive.. Yoongi.

Fuck. What the hell are they doing here?

Yoongi seemed to almost immediately spot Jimin and due to Jimin having his attention at me, Yoongi quickly averted his eyes to mine. We kept our eyes locked on each other for what felt like hours until I managed to glance at Jimin. He was no longer looking at me and instead he was burning holes into the side of Yoongi’s face.

What the fuck is going on?

I turned around and walked towards an empty spot on the couch away from both of them and anxiously sipped my drink. Although neither of them talked to me, they were both shooting death glares at each other.

God this was so frustrating, don’t let this ruin your night Y/N…

I hastily stood up from the couch and began walking to the backyard for some air and to get away from both of their views. Thankfully there were less people outside and I quickly found an empty chair. I gulped down my drink and before I could grab another one I felt someone beside me already handing me one. I looked up and smiled reaching over to accept it. He looked to be around my age and although he was quite buzzed, his attractive features stood out almost instantly.

“Can I sit?” He asked.

I nodded scooting over making some room for him “thanks for the drink by the way.” I said.

“No problem, you here alone by any chance?” He asked putting his hand on my knee. I tensed up and shook my head yes. “Uhh yeah I am”

He smirked “Can I keep you company tonight?”

I stuttered, “o-oh you don’t have too.”

“I’d like too.” He said taking another chug from whatever the hell he had in his cup and throwing his hand over my shoulder pulling me closer to him. “I’d also like to rip that dress off of your pretty little body later.” Warning bells went off in my head and I tried shoving him away from me only to have his grip on me tighten.

“Let me go!” I begged trying to escape his hold. At this point the people outside were starting to look over at what was going on making him growl as he let me go. I noticed both Jimin and Yoongi making their way outside through the crowd towards me. Suddenly I see Namjoon pop out of nowhere grabbing the guy by the collar of his shirt throwing him on the floor causing the drink to fall out of his hand.

“Get the FUCK out of my house.” Namjoon barked stepping closer to him with his fists clenched.

I looked over to the guy who was struggling to pick himself up from having one too many drinks and let out a grunt. I went behind Namjoon hiding myself from the eyes glued on me, “you ok Y/N?” He asked turning his attention back to me pulling me into his arms once he saw him leaving. I nodded burying my face in his chest to prevent myself from crying even harder. “I swear I’m going to kill him” he grumbled grabbing my hand leading me away from the crowd. I pulled away from him as my body relaxed and sighed, “I ruined the party mood huh?”

“No, you didn’t. It just made me remember why I don’t bring you around my so called friends.” He said frowning. “I swear I’m gonna kill that kid.” I gave him a soft smile “Thank you,” I reassured, “But I think I’m going to call it a night.”

He nodded as we both walked to the front yard passing both Yoongi and Jimin, I however refused to look up at them.

“I’ll call you tomorrow Y/N” he replied sighing giving me a quick hug “And text me when you get home safely ok?”

“Will do Joon” I said grabbing my keys from my pocket and waving him off.

I began walking along the sidewalk towards my car which was parked farther than I hoped. I took my phone out to check the time, 12:33am

Was I really at that party for that long? It sure didn’t feel like that much time passed. I shoved my phone back in my pocket as my car came into view and I felt my body being pulled back without warning. I let out a yelp and did my best to steady my balance. “What the hell?”

“Y/N,” I heard the voice say immediately recognizing who it belonged to, “Are you okay?”

“I’m not in the mood to talk right now Jimin,” I harshly replied straightening myself up continuing to walk to my car. “Especially to you.”

His face fell, “Wait wait wait please can we talk?” He begged softly grabbing my hand. I rolled my eyes at him and pulled my hand back scoffing, “Talk about what Jimin? I don’t want to hear how pathetic of a person I am anymore.”

“Please just hear me out” He pleaded stepping closer to me closing the space between us.

“I’m sorry Jimin.” I whispered keeping my head down picking up my pace and heading to my car.

“Do you still love him?” He yelled out making me freeze and stop in my tracks.

“What?” I questioned locking my eyes with his, “What are you talking about?”

“Yoongi.” He quietly said not taking his eyes off of mine.

“I-I don’t-” I choked out not knowing what to say

“I don’t know Jimin.” I finished looking down on the floor this time avoiding his reaction.

“I was ignoring you.” He admitted, “And I-I know what I said to you can’t be taken back but I was just..”

“Just what?” I blurted out interrupting him, “Just what huh Jimin? Do you think what you said to me not hurt?

“Y/N…”

“Goodnight Jimin.” I said not waiting for his response.

“I like you.” he confessed, “I like you more than I thought I would.”

“Then why did yo-”

“I was scared.” He said cutting my sentence off, “I didn’t think I had a chance since..”

“Since I still love him.” I finished for him. I let out a laugh as I felt tears forming in my eyes. “Tell me Jimin, how did you even know I still felt something for him?”

“He told me.” He confirmed, “and even if he didn’t it was written all over your body.”

“Regardless you were the one person who actually made me forget about him even if it was just for a little while and even though I knew I was dumb for still loving someone like that, I had hope you looked past that.” I choked out as tears fell down my cheeks, he reached out to wipe them away but I harshly turned my head away refusing.

“Let me get you home Y/N, we can talk there.”

I furiously shook my head, “No.”

“Please.”

“She said no.

Both our heads turned around to meet the one and only owner of the voice I knew far too well.

“You’ve got to be kidding me.” I muttered in disbelief. “Don’t you think you’ve done enough to me the past few months Yoongi?” I whispered stepping closer to him not breaking eye contact, “Why do you always do this shit to me, do you ever take my feelings into consideration at all?”

I was fuming now and my heart was racing, a million of emotions ran through my body but anger was the only thing that took over me. I glared at Yoongi waiting for his response but when it didn’t come I got more frustrated.

“Now you’ve got nothing to say?” I hissed, “Why can’t you just stop giving me mixed signals? I’m just tired of this, I want to be happy Yoongi..”

“I want you to be happy Y/N I really do,” He whispered with tears in his eyes threatening to fall,  “But I want you to be happy with me.

It took me a while to process his words but once I did my mind began racing and I didn’t have any strength to answer him.

“I just can’t do this anymore.” I muttered. “I need space, from both of you guys.”

“Y/N..”

“NO. Just leave me alone for the next couple days.” I warned, “Please.” With that I turned to my car and leaving them both standing there speechless.

Don’t look back.

author’s note: Hiiii guyyyyss! :) I really hope you guys liked it! 

Everything I Wanted Was You Kyle Spencer x Reader

Words: 3,424

Request: @shellscreams​ :  I would like a Kyle Spencer imagine please love the last two you wrote xx

Description: This is an imagine where you and Kyle are together and he dies and you have to deal with that and don’t worry there is a very happy ending.

Author’s Note: I would like to say thank you to @shellscreams​ for requesting this! I am so sorry if this isn’t you wanted. Also requests are always open so don’t be shy XOXO

2013

It was cool windy Saturday in the middle of Spetember. School had just started for me at Tulane University in New Orleans. I was a senior and had been in total bliss for the past three years. The reason? Kyle Spencer my amazing boyfriend. He was a frat boy and I was a frat girl. My fraternity was having a party tonight at the Zeta Kappa Mu house, aka my fraternity. Yes it was very popular for someone from our fraternitys to get together. I didn’t care it was fate for us to meet. It all happened when I was walking on campus on my first day at school and some jerk approached me.

2010

“Hey sugar! You want some of this?” this college boy asked as he started running towards me.

“No thank you.” I said trying to make him go away.

“Awwww. Don’t be like that baby. I just want to have some fun!”

“Well you better scram before my..” I hesitated and blurted out the first thing that came into my head,” boyfriend comes to meet me!”

“Oh really? Where is this so called boyfriend?”

“I just said that he was meeting me here soon.” I said getting annoyed that the guy wouldn’t go away. He started to approach me and I backed away. He got closer to me and grabbed my wrist.

“HEY! Get off of me!” I yelled.

“I thought you had a boyfriend.”He said. But little did I know that a boy heard the whole thing an decided to stop it before it went any farther.

“She does.” The boy said. I turned my head away from the from the college student and looked at the boy who saved my life. My (Eye Color) eyes met his dark brown eyes.

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“I think you should get your hands off my girlfriend mister.” The boy said. The college guy then released his grip on my wrist and the boy wrapped his arm around my waist protectively.

“Like I told you, you better scram you know now since my boyfriend is here.” I said confidentley. The college guy looked at who had his arm around me and ran for his life.

The boy released his arm from my waist when we couldn’t see the jerk anymore.

“Thank you for doing that. I really appreciate that.” I said looking at the ground rubbing my arm.

“Hey don’t mention it. I can’t help myself from saving someone espically if it is a beautiful girl like yourself.” You immediatley blush at his compliment and look up in his eyes. “Kyle, by the way.” Kyle held at his hand and you took it.

“(Y/N)” You reply shaking his hand.

“Beautiful. Just like you.” Kyle responds. I chuckle lightly at his flirt. “What do you say we go and get a coffee?”

“I would love that.” I say. Kyle takes my hand and holds it. We walk to the coffe shop on camous, hands in hand. Ever since then we have been in love.

2013

Tonight Kyle and his frat brothers were coming to the party tonight. I was excited to see him because he just got back from a school trip for football. Yes I texted him if his team won adn he texted back saying that they killed the other team. Once I read the text I decided that we would have a party in celebration for their win as soon as they came back. They arrived early this morning so I sent out party invitations to everyone. Apparently the new of having a party reached outside the campus and reached to the movie star Madison Montegomery. I one-hundred percent believe that someone tweeted it and it got around EVERYWHERE. I wasn’t upset that more people were coming, I was actually happy. That means that I could show off to more people about how great my boyfriend is.

I started to get ready at eight o’clock since the party started at nine and supposedly to end at midnight but I doubt it. I got finished changing into my (Favorite Color) dress and went down the stairs to finish decorating. I hung up the red and blue disco lights and the ice sculpture of God knows what. It was about nine o’clock when people started flooding which was good. This party was much bigger but it is okay the more the merrier. I saw some guy name Chad enter with packages of beer which I didn’t really care unless underage people were drinking it. I just let it slide because I was too busy trying to watch when Kyle’s limo bus was going to arrive.

It was a good ten minutes of me just waiting until a big black bus arrived on the curb infront of the house. I got so excited and decided to wait for about five minutes becasue I knew that Kyle was giving his brothers the chat about public parties Do’s and Don’ts. That is one of the reasons why I loved his personality so much was because he was respectful and a gentlemen. I always had great respect for him because ever since hurricane Katrina he had been providing for his single mother.

Kyle finally came running out of his bus with his brothers yelling “ Kappa Lambda Gamma” which was their fraternity. He saw me sitting on the step waiting for him to arrive and he immediatley ran to me. Once I had seen what he was doing I started to run to him. We meet in the middle and he engulfed me in his arms picking me up.

“I missed you so much baby.” Kyle said sounding out of breath. He placed me down, removing his head from the crook in my neck, he looked at me and oushed back my hair that had been messed up in this form of affection.

“I missed you so much too Kyle.” I said. He smiled and put his hand around the back of my neck and leaned in. His lips met mine and we started to make out in the middle of the lawn. It lasted a long time of just us letting our emotions out.

“What is that speech that you always tell your frat brothers? Isn’t public embarrasment apart of that? So wouldn’t kissing your girlfriend infront of everyone apart of that?” I ask jokingly.

“Shut up.”Kyle said laughing while putting his arm around my shoulders bringing me closer to his chest.

“I love you.” I said.

“I love you too.” He said kissing my cheek. He brought me to the couch and sat me down. “I am going to go get us some drinks okay.”

“Okay.” He leaned down and kissed my forehead. Once he left I looked towards the front door and I saw Madison Montegomery and I guess her friend. I was totally shocked that she came. I mean seriously a stupid frat college party? I thought that was too D-list for ‘celebrities. Again I didn’t mind that she was here. I just hope that her attitude doesn’t get the best of her.

Kyle soon comes back with two red cups and smiles at me.

“Here is a Coca-Cola for the lady.” He said and handed it to me while sitting next to me on the couch and putting his arm around me pulling me closer ot him.

“Why thank you.” I said to Kyle with a smile on my face,”Okay so you HAVE to tell me all about your football game please?” i said pouting in a begging form.

“Okay all right since you asked so politely. Well we obviously won. It was fourty-two to four and so we basically creamed them majorly.”

“Obviously,” I said but then Kyle was interrupted by the girl that entered in with Madison Montegomery approached us.

“Excuse me, I am so sorry to bother you but I can’t find my friend Madison Montegomery. I have looked everywhere and I can’t find her can you please help me?”

“Yes of course.” Kyle and I said.

“Let’s look upstairs to see if she might have accidentally found her way up here.” I said. We started to open up all the doors until we came to last on eand we opened it and found Madison and Kyle’s frat brothers. We looked around and realized that they were all takign turns raping Madison adn taking pictures even Kyles best friend Archie was in on it. Kyle was furious.

“WHAT ARE YOU GUYS DOING? GIVE ME THE PHONE ARCHIE!” Kyle screamed. I had never seen him so mad in our entire relationship.

“NO KYLE! I am not giving you my phone so you can just delete the videos and pictures.”Archie said. Kyle started to run after Archie trying to retrieve his phone so he could not only delete it but so that he could beat him up for doing this. The girl who asked for Kyle and I’s help started to wake Madison up so she could walk downstairs and leave. I started to run after Kyle. I got to the front door and I saw all of the frat brothers and Kyle running into the bus. Then it started to drive off so I ran after it.

Madison and her friend weren’t that far behind when all of a sudden the buss flipped over and crashed. I saw it all happen and I fell to my knees crying. Once I had gotten the courage to get up I ran over to the flipped over bus and pried open the doors. I looked around and I saw Kyle, lying there in pieces. I rushed over to him and brought his chest and head close to my body and kissed him, over and over again.

“NOOOO KYLE! WHY DID YOU HAVE TO DIE?”I yelled. I brought my head closer to his ear and whispered.”Everything I wanted was you. I love you so much. Why did you have to leave me? We were supposed to grow old together. I love you.” i finally got up and started to get up and walk away. Once that I had left the bus there was blood all over me. I started to cry and I ran back to the frat house which was empty probably due to everyone hearing the crash, getting scared and running.

I closed the door and locked it. I collapsed to the floor crying knewing that I was never going to get my happy ending with Kyle. I went upstairs, took a shower and cried myself to sleep knowing that there was never going to be a day with Kyle or so I thought.

The Next Day

I woke up and decided to go visit Kyles mom to see how she was doing with the news about Kyle. I got dressed and drove over to his house that i had been over a million times. I knocked on the door and Mrs. Spencer opened the door with a tear stained face.

“Mrs. Spencer? It’s me (Y/N).” I said knowing that she would remember me as Kyles girlfriend.

“Oh yes (Y/N), please come in.” She opened the screen door and welcomed me into her house. After I had entered seh had engulfed me into in a hug and the waterworks started to fall from my face. I pulled away and Mrs. Spencer gave me a tissue and I whispered out a ‘Thank you.’

“I came to see how you were doing.” I said looking into her eyes and seeing that she was so upset. She should be she just lost her son.

“Thank you for doing that (Y/N). I really do appreciate it. I think out of all the girls Kyle has brought home, you have always and will forever be my favorite.”

“Thank you. I know how difficult it must be losing you only son espically since you husband passed away. I just wanted to let you know that I am here for you. If you need someone to talk to please just call me and I will be there.” I said letting her know that she won’t go through this alone.

“Thank you so much. It means a lot to know that even though Kyle isn’t here that you will continue to be apart of this familly and I am forever thankful for you. Anyways I have something to show you. Kyle had all this stuff that he had for you in a bag so I feel like I should give it to you, even though he won’t”

“Okay.” I followed her to Kyle’s room and she opened the doors to his closet and bent down to get the bag. It was a large paper bag filled high with stuff. She handed it to me and I carried it and sat down on his bed and started to unpack it. “I hope you don’t mind that I am unpacking it here.”

“Oh no! Please go ahead. I wanted to know what was always in there so I hope you don’t mind that I am watching you open it.”

“Of course not.” I started unpacking and while I was unpacking I realized that these were presents for our upcoming anniversary of three years. I took out the first thing and it was a scrapbook filled with pictures of me and Kyle and little love notes he wrote. I sat there crying knowing that this must have taken him months to put together and he never got a chance to give it to me. The second thing I took out was a shirt that said “Watch Out Boys This Girl Is Taken By This Guy” and it had a picture of Kyle winking on the back. I laughed remembering his funny humor. There was only one thing left and I couldn’t believe my eyes. It was a small red box. I took it out and started to cry knowing what it is. I opened the box and found a small diamond enagagment ring inside.

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I showed it to Mrs. Spencer and she started to cry her eyes out.

“I always knew that was a question he was wondering about when he was going to ask. I guess he was going to ask on your three year anniversary.” she said. I put my hands over my eyes and cried even harder. I put the ring on my left finger in a way of saying yes to his question.

After that I bid Mrs. Spencer a goodbye and then walked out of the house. I was walking to my car that was a couple houses down. While I was walking I could have sworn that I saw that girl that Kyle and I helped from yesterday approach Mrs. Spencer’s house with her holding someone up. I ignored it knowing that it was just my mind playing tricks on me. I walked to my car and got in. I just sat for a long time looking at my engagement ring and crying. I eventually stopped and drove back to my frat house. I walked in and went upstairs to my room and locked the door.

A Couple Months Later

It has been a couple months since Kyle died and I couldn’t have felt more alone. Sometimes if I went out I would think that I would see him and the minute I blinked he was gone. Other than that I haven’t left my room. I miss him everyday. There is nothing that can replace him. I haven’t felt love, compassion, or happiness since he died. I wish he would come back.

Today I was forced to leave my room saying that I had a visitor at the door. I went downstairs and opened the door to find the girl that Kyle and I helped all those months ago.

“What do you want?” I ask with tears starting to fall from my eyes.

“I just want to show you something. Please come with me.” She said.

“Why should I go anywhere with you? I don’t even know your name!” I say

“Okay. My name is Zoe Benson.” Zoe said.

“You think just because you said that I am going to go with you?!” I said.

“Okay, fine! If you won’t come with me then just promise me that you will come to the cafe downtown. Please.” She begged.

“Alright I’ll be there. What time?” I asked.

“Just be there at noon. Okay?”

“Okay.”

“Thank you.”

“Do I need to bring anything?” I asked.

“Just bring yourself.” She said.

“Okay. Bye.” I said. Zoe waved a goodbye back to me. I was so confused. Why out of all the people on Earth does she have to come back? I went upstairs and got dressed. I looked at the clock and saw that it was eleven fourty. I exited the house and went to the driveway to my car. I got in and started to drive downtown to the coffee shop. I looked for a parking space near where Zoe was standing. I got out of the car and locked it. I walked over to her.

“So why am I meeting you here?” I asked.

“You are meeting me here because I have a surprise for you inside.” Zoe said.

“If it’s a guy then I am not interested.” I said and then I walked in.

“I don’t think so. Well at least not with this guy.” She said. I walked around trying to find out what she was talking about. I finally understood when my eyes met his. The same dark brown I fell in love with. I ran over to him with tears coming down my face. I ran into his arms and he held me close. I pulled back my head and started to pepper his face in kisses. I finally ended with his lips. There was all of my emotions, his emotions intertwined into this form of affection. He let me down and pulled out my chair for me to sit down.

“Kyle! How are you back?” I asked with tears running down my face.

“(Y/N), I know you aren’t going to believe me when I say this but please do.” I nodded my head in response.”Okay well I died you saw me. Zoe and Madison went to the hospital and retrived my body parts and sewed me together. Another thing is that they are witches. There is a whole coven of them okay. So I was crazy and I couldn’t speak. I was a lot like Frankenstein. It was a long time before I could speak. But then their supreme Fiona Goode fixed me. She did something to me where i could speak properly. I guess you coudl say she brought me back to normal. So I remembered all about you. I had never forgotten about you, I just didn’t have all the details. But I called for you and then Zoe decided that it was best if I came back now and so I did. That is where that story ended.” He said looking into my eyes.

“I don’t care how you came to be here. I am just glad that you are here with me. Kyle, you’re all I have you’re all I want.” I said and he just looked at me emotionless and then he smiled and leaned over to kiss me on the lips.

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I put my hand on his cheek and he stopped kissing me and looked at my hand.

“Oh sorry. I forgot that my hand is probably is cold. Sorry.” I said.

“No it isn’t that.” He pulled my left hand towards his and at my ring finger. “You said yes?”Kyle asked.

“Of course I did Kyle. I love you with all my heart. I want to spend the rest of my life with you unless you don’t want to anymore.” I said looking down.

“Hey,” Kyle said putting his fingers underneath my chin and lifting my head up so I looked at him in the eyes,”I want to start off where we left off. I want to be with you. I want to call you my wife. I love you.” He said.

“I love you too.” I said. I am so happy that Zoe brought him back. I couldn’t ask for anything better. After that Kyle and I started to plan for our wedding. It was perfect. Now we are living in total bliss and there isn’t anything I could ask for more. I love him and he loves me.

Where is the truth?

Lin x Reader, Daveed x Reader

Part One Part Two

Summary: Lin finds something interesting on Tumblr, and there it begins.

Word Count: 2,197

Warnings: swearing, angst.

A/N: This is my first fanfic in English (it’s not my native language), and I had no one to proofread it, so I hope it’s not that bad. And I’m sorry for mentioning Vanessa, I love and respect her, but I just needed more drama here. This is supposed to be part one.

Lin was sitting on the couch in his girlfriend’s apartment where he spent the most of his time staring into his laptop as usual. He was supposed to write another song for his new project but surprisingly he had no ideas. Y/N was at work and he had nothing else to do. So he was scrolling the dashboard on Tumblr when he saw something interesting. It was a blog dedicated to Hamilton cast and it was Y/N’s picture on the profile. He was surprised because no one knew about their relationship. Actually, Y/N was not a celebrity, she worked as a teacher and it seemed strange to Lin that someone associated her with Hamilton. Unless…

Lin clicked the link and saw a description: “Hey there. I’m Y/N. 22. Lin-Manuel trash. ” And then it became clear to Lin. It was Y/N’s old blog. There were Lin’s and his castmates’ pictures almost in every post, Y/N reblogged even some sort of shitty fanfiction about him. That might seem adorable but actually, that was not. Lin thought that it was creepy in some way. Of course, he knew that Y/N were sort of his fan before they met, a lot of people knew who Lin-Manuel Miranda was, but this way? It seemed like an obsession. Completely unhealthy obsession, Lin thought. Although he didn’t have much time to think it over as he heard the door opened.

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Confession (Wonho/Reader)

By: Admin Dreamer

Genre: Fluff, a little angsty?, bartender!Wonho

Warnings: None

You decided to drink your problems away after a embarrassingly bad confession, only to find out that your bartender for the night was your crush that you tried to forget about.


“That was terrible.” Your friend whispered as you left your last class of the day with her, your shoulders slightly hunched over in embarrassment and fully aware of the jocks who were laughing about what happened between you and Wonho earlier that day.

“Yeah, don’t remind me.”

“Hey, at least he was nice about it and you didn’t make a total fool of yourself.”

With a scoff, you looked at her incredulously, “Are you kidding, Celia? I totally made myself look like an idiot out there. I’m not the most good-looking person out there, what would he think of me after this?”

“Okay first off, you need to have more confidence in yourself. Secondly, Wonho is a nice guy even though he is part of the swim team. If anything I would rather you date him than anyone else, they’re all douchebags.”

“Thanks, friend.” You mused sarcastically, squinting in the sunlight.

“Hey, I’m going to be having a get-together tonight at the bar downtown, you want to come with?”

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as a thank you to @mattweasly since you donated to me and were so sweet, as a thank you here is a one shot about your fave boys daryl and paul in the uni au :3


           “I’m sorry, I just don’t see how this is art.” Tara chuckled, chewing on her pizza as Paul looked at the photo he had just snapped of her on his camera. It was a nice one too, she was mid bite, her eyes crinkled from the laughter that was coming out from her as she tried to eat. Her short brown hair was tied up best it could be, but she had many flyaway strands falling from it.

           “That’s why you’re not an art student.” He mumbled, glancing up at her to grin, his eyes twinkling. Tara smiled back, shaking her head, moving over when Glenn walked over, moving his hat so it was backwards. “Hey, we should really start paying for our pizza.”

           Glenn shrugged. “What my boss doesn’t know won’t hurt him.” he nodded at Paul. “Hey, why are you even still working man? It’s spring break.” He undid his apron for his break that was just starting, leaning back into the booth and sighing in relaxation.

           Paul put his camera down and took a slice of his vegetarian pizza, taking a bite and chewing it on it softly. “Art isn’t work,” he said easily. “I like it.” He brought his hand up to rub it on his face, the beginnings of a beard starting to form. Paul was trying a new look, his hair was long enough to tuck behind his ears, and have the ends of it escape his beanie, but not enough to pull back yet.

           The door of the pizza place opened and making the bell sound, and Glenn and Tara looked over Paul’s head with interest. When Tara grinned, Paul frowned and followed their gaze, turning to look over his shoulder. Walking into the joint, looking like they owned the place, was Rick Grimes and company. Paul always looked at them with a little bit of awe in his eyes. It was like everything moved in slow motion when they walked forward. Paul went to high school with them as well, and though they were a little scattered over universities, since Rick and his crew were one year older, they still remained in the town.

           Rick’s group hadn’t changed since high school, they were something between the sports crew and the badasses, while Paul, Tara, and Glenn were somewhere between the art student squad and the ‘I don’t know what the hell I’m doing’ squad.

           Rick was in a school to become a cop, but you would never know by the way he was dressed or how he looked. He was rugged and handsome, dressed in fitting jeans and a leather jacket zipped up to his throat, his hair messy and a fuller scruff than Paul had. Considering all the trouble he and his best friend Daryl had cooked up when they were in high school, people thought Rick would purse something other than becoming a police officer.

           Maggie was Glenn’s girlfriend, and she alternated between groups, spending a lot of time with Paul’s group, and her time when Glenn was working with her own. Paul adored Maggie, she was the daughter of a farmer, and she, Sasha and Rosita had made a name for themselves as becoming their own very special kind of badasses. No one fucked around with those girls, not one boy sent a cat call their way, and not one girl tried to pick a fight with any of them. Paul admired Maggie, and since she was dating Glenn had become very close with her.  

           Mostly though, Paul couldn’t stop looking at them because of Daryl freaking Dixon.

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anonymous asked:

Draco falling asleep on top of Harry in the Gryffindor common room and everybody gives them strange looks but Harry is all like "wake him up and they will never find you body"

IM LIVING FOR THIS REQUEST OMFG

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“So, what are your plans for the weekend, love?” Harry asked his boyfriend as they walked through the corridors together.

Draco sighed and shrugged his shoulders.

“I don’t know,” he mumbled, looking down at his feet.

Harry quirked an eyebrow at his strange behavior.

“What’s wrong?”

“Nothing, it’s just that the Slytherins are all having a party tonight, and I really don’t want to go. I’m just…really tired, and partying isn’t really what I’m in the mood for.”

Harry knew that Draco used the word “tired” to say that he was feeling sad. He had been “tired” a lot since returning to school after the war. Harry understood, though. He was tired too, and he probably wouldn’t be in much of a partying mood either if the opportunity came up for him.

Harry grabbed Draco’s hand and laced their fingers together, causing Draco to perk up slightly.

“Come back to the Gryffindor dorms with me, then. It’s quiet there, especially on Friday nights because most people are hanging around other places in the castle with their friends.”

Draco looked hesitant, and Harry rubbed the back of his hand with his thumb.

“Please? You can spend the night.”

Draco conceded with a small nod, and they made their way up the stairs. As they got closer to the entrance, however, Draco’s grip on Harry’s hand got tighter.

“Draco, what is it?” Harry asked, confused.

“Do you think people will be okay with me being up here? It’s not like they like me very much.”

“Draco,” Harry murmured and kissed Draco’s forehead. “It’s fine.”

Harry then led him into the Gryffindor common room, and Draco looked around, slightly in awe.

There were only a few other people in there, and they all just gave Draco a glance before looking away.

Draco yawned, making Harry chuckle to himself. Maybe this time he really did just mean that he was tired.

“Let’s sit, yeah?”

Draco just nodded and allowed Harry to pull him over to the couch.

However, instead of sitting, Draco laid across the couch, with his head resting in Harry’s lap.

Harry smiled down at him and ran his finger’s through Draco’s hair.

Draco gave Harry a lazy smile in return.

“M’so tired, Harry,” Draco mumbled.

“I see that. It’s a good thing you came back with me, so you can get some rest, huh?”

Draco simply hummed his agreement and let his eyes fall shut.

Harry continued to pet his hair, knowing that Draco loves it, and just watched with a smile on his face as his boyfriend drifted off to sleep.

 Draco really was too cute for Harry to keep his eyes off of. The way he would crinkle his nose, mumble something incoherent, and how his hands and feet would twitch slightly while sleeping made Harry’s heart feel warm.

It wasn’t long until more people started coming in for the night. Many of them casted strange looks towards Harry and Draco, but Harry simply gave them all a glare.

When a sixth year approached Harry and opened their mouth to say something, Harry stopped them.

“If you wake him up, no one will ever find your body,” he threatened.

The boy simply raised his hands in defense and walked off.

Because the common room was getting louder as more people came in, Draco began to stir. He fluttered his eyes open and looked up at Harry.

“Did you have a nice nap, love?”

Draco sat up and rubbed his eyes, and Harry smirked slightly at how messy Draco’s hair now was.

“How long was I sleeping?”

“Just an hour or so.”

Draco nodded and looked around the common room, slightly embarrassed that so many people had seen him sleeping with his head in Harry’s lap.

Harry just smiled and stood up, pulling Draco with him.

“Come on, we can lay down in my bed.”

Draco liked the idea of sleeping with Harry by his side and with a bit more privacy, so he followed without complaint. 

As soon as they got into Harry’s bed, Draco practically wrapped himself around Harry, who chuckled and lightly kissed his lips.

“You’re such a cutie, Draco.”

Draco blushed, but didn’t argue. He simply smiled and buried his face into the crook of Harry’s neck.

Harry laid there, content, with the person who made him happier than anyone else in the world. 

No matter how “tired” either of them became, they would always be there to make the other smile, and that was all either of them could ever ask for.

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Braun Strowman/OC: Based loosely off the song 11 Blocks by Wrabel. Angst. Pure angst. Lowkey tears.

I have more feels and ideas for Braun fics than anything else lmao why am I like this. I’m Braun trash. It’s a problem.

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His Dirty Little Secret

Chapter 2

Hailey’s Pov

i stormed into my room so mad.

i can’t believe Luke hemmings is my new next door neighbour.

i jumped on my bed and screamed into my pillow but i stopped when i heard a car door slam and then i heard my mum’s voice.

great she is already talking to them.

Liz hemmings seems lovely but her son makes me life hell and i hate him much, what is he going to do at home?

10 minutes later i heard the front door open and then my mum shouted up

“Hailey come down here” she yelled

i groaned as i got of the bed and stomped down the stairs

“I need to run to the shop for food, have you met our new neighbours? that boy of hers looks a good fit for you hailey” my mum said

my eyes widened at her words, did she hit her head or did Luke throw something at her head?

she has to be out of her mind if she thinks Luke is a good suit for me, she does know who i am right?

i am not her.

then she continued after me just staring at her for a couple of minutes

“We finally have some nice new neighbours honey so i kindly asked them over for dinner which is in 2 hours, could you do me a favour and run to the shop for me while i go get some food”

She picks now to do something kind.. Really? Could she not invite any other neighbours for dinner, this is going to be great.

I have to eat at the same table with Luke Hemmings and his mother.

This is just great.

I rolled my eyes and said “ Fine, give me the money and tell me what i’m getting”

She smiled and she got out her purse and told me what to get, i took a note in my phone so i wouldn’t forget.

I ran upstairs so i could put a hoodie on because it takes over 10 minutes to get to the shop and i don’t want to get cold.

When i walked outside, i saw Luke was working on his bike.

He stopped and turned around and looked at me, making us make eye contact for a second and then i turned away and started walking, the only problem was i had to walk past him, i just hope he doesn’t say anything.

I was wrong.

“guess were neighbours now, i’m going to have fun having you next door” he said as he smugly crossed his arms over this chest smirking at me

i crossed my arms over my chest and i looked at him unimpressed and said

“and i thought you had better things to do for a bad boy, i guess not”

i walked away from him but i did enjoy watching the smirk remove from his face.

i really hope he doesn’t try to make my life hell like he does at school, i think i will have to move by myself if he did.

When i got home from the shop i only had so little time to get ready, it took forever in the shop.

So i ran upstairs in search for something decent to wear.

I got a shower but i didn’t need to wash my hair because i done that this morning so i just washed my body and then i wrapped a towel around my body when i was finished.

I stood with the towel wrapped around me body doing my makeup in the bathroom, once i was done and made sure i looked okay i walked out and then i dropped the towel as i put on my shorts and tank top.

I walked over to the window because it was warm, as i opened it i looked up to see Luke smirking at me making me scream.

Great i bet that is his bedroom, right across from mine.

I rolled my eyes and turned around so i could get ready, i searched and searched for something decent to wear and then i came across this red dress i haven’t wore in so long.

My mum bought a while ago for me, it’s not something i wear often but it should be okay for tonight.

Luke’s Pov

the last thing i need today is to have my mum nagging at me.

it was her idea to move, i don’t want to help she should know that by now.

i can’t believe who is living next door, i have enough of her at school.

the way she walks around school thinking she is such an angel with everyone wanting to be her friend,she makes me sick.

she’s the only one who isn’t scared of me, she should be but she isn’t.

i don’t know why, i try my best to make her wish she never spoke up to me but she continues to walk around as if i don’t bother her and it really bothers me.

i walked into my new looking around at the plain walls and then i looked out the window.

i could see right into Haileys room, this should get interesting..

even though she bothers me i wouldn’t mind seeing her little body.

the thought of having dinner over at her makes me want to be sick, i tried to get out of it but my mum was having none of it.

it better not take to long because i have a party to go to tonight and i need some alcohol after this move.

i set my guitar down on the ground and i went to open my window so i could have a smoke, i was just about to light up a cigarette when i saw Hailey walk into her room

my eyes widened and i had to get my phone out to take a picture..

a picture of Hailey Wilson naked.

that has defiantly made my day!

i looked through my contacts until i got her number, she doesn’t know i have her number.

i should have deleted it ages ago but there was a time i wanted to get closer to the little virgin and i got her number and then she opened her mouth and spoke back to me and i never wanted to get anywhere near her, there was plently of better looking girls out there to keep me happy.

now i’ve seen her body.

damn.

i opened her contact and decided to text her “Damn”

it sent and when i looked up Hailey was dressed but she was wearing the shortest shorts i have ever seen, i don’t think i’ve ever seen her legs before..

maybe being neighbours won’t be such a bad thing..

she saw me outside and came walking over to her window and she opened it and said

“Delete that photo now”

i couldn’t help but smirk as i blew out a cloud of smoke and then i said

“ I didn’t know you had such a hot body little virgin”

she gave me a digusting look which i didn’t like and then she said

“You disgust me”

i couldn’t help but laugh at her words as if i care what she thinks of me and then i said

“I’m never deleting this photo, in fact i’m going to make it my wallpaper”

she looked even more annoyed.. this is more fun than throwing paper at her during class

“Can you think with something other than your cock, grow up Luke for once”

i just stared at her and then i watched her close her window and curtains, i threw my cigarette away and turned back into my room

fuck her and this dinner.

Hailey’s Pov

I had a message from a number i didn’t know.

I opened it anyway.. It read.

“Damn”

I didn’t know what it meant, i really wanted to know what it meant and then my phone vibrated again from that unknown number.

Oh my shit!

It was a naked picture of me, Luke must have taken it when i dropped my towel.

I could not be more embarrassed.

Luke Hemmings has a naked picture of me, i wanted to die more than ever now.

I started to have a mini heart attack and then i looked out the window to see Luke still at his window this time he was smoking.

I walked over to the window and Luke smirked standing up straight and then i spoke

“Delete that photo now”

His smirk got bigger and then he said “ I didn’t know you had such a hot body little virgin”

He makes me sick

“You disgust me” i said angrily to him i was about to turn and walk away but Luke spoke again

“I’m never deleting this photo, in fact i’m going to make it my wallpaper”

Can he be more of a dick?

“Can you think with something other than your cock, grow up Luke for once” I said to him and then i closed my curtains knowing he can no longer see me.

I cannot believe he has a picture of me naked, this is just great.

My curtains are going to have to be closed forever.

i phoned Lauren and Sophie to tell them about my new neighbour, they were shocked more than i was.

They laughed when i told them Luke has a naked picture of me but they thought i was joking but i’m not.

I just got off the phone to them when my mum walked in

“The new neighbours will be here in 20 minutes, what are you wearing?” she asked

I rolled my eyes and pointed to the red dress that was hanging on the bathroom door to her, she smiled and approved of my choice and then left.

As if i was asking for her approval i would have been wearing it anyway.

The dress fitted perfectly, which i was happy about, i put on my small black flats because i will be sitting down eating so i don’t need heels or nothing.

Not that i want to dress up for Luke anyway.

Once i was happy with myself, i walked down stairs letting the smell of food hit my nose on the way down.

My mum has gone all out, jesus..

The bell rang meaning they were here.

Oh great i can already see how this is going to go.

“ Hailey will you get the door” my mum shouted oh great now I have to greet them great, let’s get this over with.

I opened the door speechless, Luke looked really hot,he was wearing a buttoned up black shirt his tattoo’s were hidden and his piercings were missing, he looked different a good different.

I don’t admit that Luke is hot often but right now i have too.

I greeted them both finally finding my word, Liz was very thankful and she walked on in to where my mum was leaving me and Luke alone again for the second time.

I didn’t know what to do, this was the first time i have ever felt uncomfortable in my own home.

“I would love to know what you’re wearing under that dress” Luke said smugly

I rolled my eyes at him already regretting thinking he was hot looking, once he opens his mouth he makes me think twice about him.

“Please don’t talk to me tonight, i want to get this over with and i’m sure you do to so please just leave me the fuck alone” i said to him

My mum and Liz appeared just as i finished speaking luckily because i was sure Luke was about to say something

“ What a handsome boy you have Liz” Was the first thing my mum said she looked Luke up and down god she was nearly undressing him.

“ Foods ready, let’s eat” Mum said and we followed her into the dinning room.

I had to sit next to Luke and my mum sat facing him and Liz sat facing me..

Well if this wasn’t awkward I don’t know what is.

Just as thought that maybe this wouldn’t be too bad halfway through the meal i felt Luke’s hand on my thigh which made me almost choke and spit out my food.

Luke laughed a bit making my mum give us a weird look, i took his hand and pushed it away from me, i couldn’t believe he just touched my thigh.

I felt really insecure about it.

Of course it didn’t work and Luke kept putting his hand on my thigh, i gave up pushing it away.

I was thankful that Luke just kept his hand where it was and he didn’t try to move it.

I almost forgot his hand was on my thigh and then i felt his squeeze my thigh just as i was finished my food and he was finished as well and then his had moved up my thigh more almost close to my middle part.

That’s when i lost it, i got up from the table quick making Luke drop his hand from me and my mum gave me a weird look and so i spoke before she could

“ i need the toilet” i walked off and ran upstairs to the bathroom, i closed the door behind me catching my breathe because i ran so fast up the stairs.

I cannot believe what just happened, Luke hemmings just tried to feel me up, this day is getting worse and worse by the second.

What i couldn’t get my head around was; Luke always picks on me and tries to make my life a living hell but the way he was looking at me tonight and his touch made me think maybe he likes me?

Ha what am i saying? Luke hemmings could never like me.

There was a knock on the door making me jump, i turned around and opened the door to find Luke standing there.

Luke came barging in as if he owns the place, can’t he leave me alone for once?

“Yes please come on in” i said annoyed as i closed the door and leaned my back against it.

Although when he started walking closer to me i decided i should have chose a different place to stand, i was nervous i didn’t know what he was going to do or say.

He’s Intimidating.

“With pleasure although it is your pleasure i really want” Luke said, he was so close to me.

I had to lean my head back just to look up at him, he had his smug of a face looking down at me.

He disgusts me.

I pushed him back from me not wanting him anywhere near me anymore and then i spoke

“I told you to leave me the fuck alone”

I moved until i was by the sink and i looked at myself in the mirror.

I felt him behind me, his front pressing into my back and then he moved a piece of my hair behind my ear and then he looked into the mirror at me and whispered

“I know you want me”

Is he out of his mind? What gave him that idea?

I didn’t spend the night with my hand on his thigh..

He smirked at me through the mirror as i just stared at him and then he leaned down and kissed underneath my ear.

I hand to grip the sides of the sink because i thought i was going to fall over, when Luke kissed me it made me feel something deep down inside. I know what it was but i don’t want to think about it.

“What makes you think i want anything to do with you?” i said to him making him stand up straight, i no longer felt his chest against my back.. I couldn’t help but get cold with the lost of contact.

“I’m Luke hemmings, every girl wants something with me” Luke said

But he didn’t say it with his usual smirk, i heard the sadness in his voice.

I turned around making our bodies touch but he moved back so we wouldn’t touch which is weird, 2 seconds ago he was all over me.

This boy is hard to read.

“Well i’m not like every other girl and i wouldn’t go anywhere near you” i said seriously to him hoping he would know i meant it.

His smirk was back making me nervous again and then he moved a bit closer to me and he put his hands beside me which meant i was now blocked and couldn’t move.

I didn’t know what he was going to do.

I got really scared.

His face was so close to mine, i couldn’t help but stare into his blue eyes, i never realised how blue they were until now. It’s like looking out onto the ocean.

They’re kinda beautiful.

“How about now nerd, tell me has a boy ever been this close to you before?” Luke said slowly and quietly.

The tension in the bathroom changed and it was really warm, i need to get out of here.

I bet my mum will be wondering what we are doing.

I didn’t want to speak so i just shook my head at him making me almost laugh at me which i didn’t like. I screwed my face up at him making me stop and turn serious

“Have you ever kissed a boy before?” Luke said looking into my eyes.

I don’t like how close we were, Luke looked away from my eyes and down to my lips. I really hope he isn’t going to kiss me.

I don’t know what i will do if he does.

I shook my head at his question making me smirk at me and then he looked down to my exposed chest and then spoke

“I bet i would have you screaming my head with just a touch,although i don’t fuck virgins i would love to see those pretty tits bounce up and down as i make you scream my name”

What a fucking disgusting pig.

I pushed him away making him almost stubble a little, i had to hold my myself back from laughing and then i said

“Don’t ever say that again to me, i wouldn’t want you to fuck me if you were the last boy on this earth, you make me sick god love your mum who has to deal with a horrible disgusting prick like you”

I may have taken it a bit far and by the look on Luke’s face i see that i may have pushed a button but right now i was so mad at him.

He looked angry and he was about to speak but then there was knock at the door..

“Everything okay in there?” i heard my mum’s voice say

“It’s fine ” i shouted not taking my eyes of Luke who was staring angrily at me.

“You know nothing” he said quietly maybe i wasn’t meant to hear it but i did and then he turned and walked out of the bathroom

I felt bad for what i said, i shouldn’t have mentioned his mum. He just made me so angry and confused with his actions and words, it all just came out without me thinking about it.

I walked out of the bathroom and downstairs, Luke was gone he must have went home.

Liz was just saying goodbye. i was happy this night was over.

I walked back up the stairs to my room and i found myself looking out the window i seen Luke’s light on i guessed it was Luke’s room because he was looking out the window early at me.

I couldn’t see into his room, it was too dark but then i saw him slam his front door, he didn’t get on his motorcycle he just turned and walked down the street.

I couldn’t help but wonder where he was going but then i hear he goes to a different party every night so i guess that’s where he is heading.

Luke’s Pov

i sat on the swing just letting my legs swing back and forth but i don’t make any movements

i took the last sip of the vodka bottle i had with me

How dare talk to me about my mum like that, she has no idea what happens at home.

i kept drinking trying to blur out the anger on her face as she spoke.

i don’t know what came over me but ever since she dropped her towel and i saw her body i haven’t stopped wanting her.

i told her i don’t fuck virgins and that’s true because virgins will get attached and i don’t need a girl getting attached to me but there is something different about Hailey.

i don’t know what it is, up until a few hours ago i wouldn’t have thought of her in any way but now i can’t seem to get her out of my head.

then suddenly i heard noises coming from behind i turned right now, not to quickly because i have just downed a bottle of vodka

it was Hailey

it’s 1 in the morning

what the fuck does she want?


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Misunderstandings - Kyle X Reader

****************************************************************************************************Requested by @wholockedcumberwumberCan you do an imagine in which reader is Kyle’s girlfriend and he only talks to Zoe at the party because he got into a fight with reader and she sees him talking to Zoe when she goes to try to apologize and since the party is so loud she doesn’t hear him telling Zoe how much he cares.

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I honestly didn’t even want to go to the party. After just having the worst fight in the history of my relationship with Kyle, the last thing I wanted to do was wear some tight outfit and dance with a bunch of people I didn’t know and would probably never see again.

Still, my sorority friends insisted that I went with them to the point where it was easier to agree and go than to resist them and have to hear their complaints for the next week if I didn’t.

So I reluctantly got dressed in my favourite party outfit, a short maroon dress that flowed from the waist down and lacked sleeves back had a thick strap of fabric that wrapped the end of the throat. I paired it with white heels and a white purse, tied my hair up in a loose bun and I was finally ready to go.

“See? You look gorgeous,” my friend exclaims as I make my way into our communal area, “We are going to have so much fun!”

By the time we reach the party Kyle is barely a small thought in the back of my mind. We immediately make our way to the kitchen where we know, based on the sorority house we’re at, that there will be plenty of pizza available.

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If it hadn’t been for my frat brothers I would never have gone out partying tonight. Y/N and I had been dating for a year and after the fight we had yesterday I really don’t know where we stand as a couple anymore. My frat brothers had noticed how sad I’d been and decided that a few drinks, ironic since I never drink when I’m out with them, was the best option to cheer me up.

I slowly peel off the shirt I’m wearing and replace it with my frat shirt, secretly hoping that if I move slowly enough, they will leave without me. But, much to my dismay, when I walk down the stairs to meet them, every single one of them is sat there waiting patiently for me so we can take the bus and leave.

When we arrive at the party, the house is already packed to the rafters, people standing in every available area of floor space as we squeeze our way through the packed hallway and I make an effort to immediately separate myself from my friends. I manage to push my way to a table, seating a massive ice sculpture and I find myself fixated on a face, standing on the other side of the table. Slowly she walks until we stand face to face.

“I’m Kyle.” I shout over the noise around us.

“I’m Zoe.” She shouts back, smiling flirtatiously.

An hour passes as we become completely absorbed in our conversation.

“You’re a really good guy Kyle.” Zoe starts, suddenly becoming sad in her eyes, “But I don’t think this is going to work out.”

“Oh no… I-I wasn’t looking for a relationship I have a girlfriend.” I blurt out, nervously attempting to find the right words to not humiliate her.

“Then why are you here alone?” she snaps, “And why are you talking to me?”

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After a few hours, sitting in the kitchen turns to being a bore so I gather all of the energy I have left in me and find my way back into the main area of the house. Slowly I make my way to the stairs, desperate to find a place to sit until another loner walks over to start a conversation. But halfway there I stop dead in my tracks as I notice a familiar face. Kyle, smiling and quite obviously flirting with a tiny blonde girl who I had never seen before. Before I can turn he looks over and his face falls as he recognizes me and as he starts to walk over I turn and push my way out of the house and run to my car. Driving off before he can get close enough to open the door.

When I get home I immediately rush to the drawer where Kyle’s belongings that he left in my room and start throwing it into a duffle bag, ready to throw at him when I drive around to tell him we’re over. As I’m searching through his stuff I find a framed picture of us from our first date and burst into tears as I struggle to believe that he would actually cheat on me. As I’m huddled in my own tears, I hear the door open and footsteps creaking on the wood that lies underneath the carpeted floors.

“I knew I would regret giving you a key.” I snap, trying to disguise my voice to hide the sadness that runs through my tone.

“You don’t mean that.” Kyle whispers, almost as if he’s scared that speaking in a regular tone would break me into a million pieces, which in that moment was a possibility, “Can we just talk about this?”

“I thought we decided not to talk about things. Isn’t that why we fought in the first place?” I reply sullenly, turning to face him, “I knew we weren’t having the best of times together but how could you cheat on me so blatantly?”

“I wasn’t cheating on you,” he says, his eyes flickering to the ground, unable to meet mine, “I was just talking to a girl.”

“A girl who was practically salivating over you,” I say and he sighs, “I saw the way she looked at you, it was the way I looked at you when we met.”

“Will you just listen to me for a minute?” he almost shouts, attempting to control his temper. When I don’t respond he moves to sit on the bed, directly next to where I’m sitting but I move across slightly as to still keep my distance, “I didn’t cheat on you, and deep down I think you know that. We’ve been together for a long time and I’ve never lied to you or done anything to hurt your feelings… just tell me you believe me.”

“Then what would you call what the two of you were doing?” I ask, completely ignoring the last part of his sentence.

“Actually the exact moment you saw me was when I was telling her about how much I love you,” he answers and I flash him a look of disbelief, “No I’m being serious, she asked me why I was talking to her if I had a girlfriend and I told her all about you, about how much I love every little thing you do, about how I’m nothing without you.”

“I believe you.” I whisper and he smiles through a nervous laugh, taking my head in his hands and leaning forward until our foreheads touch.

“Thank you, let’s move past this, I love you so much.”  He mumbles so quickly I barely catch his words and for the first time in what feels like forever, I smile as I nod and our lips collide.

“Stay here tonight.” I whisper and he nods, smiling. I slide backwards and lay down and Kyle moves to do the same and lies down beside me, moving a strand of hair from my face before moving his arm to protectively lace around my waist. I smile, closing my eyes as I feel his lips touch my nose before he too closes his eyes and as the both of us fall asleep I can’t help but feel as if just this once, everything was going to turn out the way it should be and I fall into a deep sleep, my thoughts are filled with the our picture perfect happy ending.