i heard him say on the radio

I love you: An Ethan Imagine

Requested: yes. Anon.

You and Ethan had been dating a few months and there was no doubt in how you felt about him. You loved him, but you didn’t want to say it first, so you would wait until he revealed how he felt too. Today, though, you were driving aimlessly through the city and snapchatting Ethan. He hadn’t replied in a while, so when you heard the notification go off, you wasted no time to reply. You filmed a silly clip of you singing 24K Magic along with the radio and sent it to him. A smile flashed across your face when you saw Ethan was calling you. You answered it and before you could even say hello, you heard his voice loudly through the speaker. “Y/N, you don’t need to be snapchatting and driving! It’s really dangerous! You could get killed or something!” He yelled through the speaker. “I’m sorry, Ethan. I didn’t really think it was that big of a deal.” You explained to him. “Just… I need you to come over.” Ethan said and ended the phone call. You quickly made a right, then went straight for about three miles, and made three lefts to get to his place. You let yourself in with the key you had been given and peeked your head around a corner to see Ethan.

He jumped up immediately to embrace you with a sigh. You hugged him back and scratched his back lightly with your fingertips, you knew he liked it when you did that. Ethan pulled back and grabbed your face with his hands. “I don’t ever want you to snapchat and drive again, okay?” He looked at you with concern, yet relief in his eyes. “Ethan, what’s wrong? You know that I’ve snapchatted before while driving. You even do it sometimes.” You tried reasoning with him. “I know, babe, I know. I’m not doing it anymore and neither are you.” He was still looking at you with the same expression, but you were still very confused as to what got into him and it showed on your face because Ethan sighed once again while putting his head to yours. “I couldn’t live without you, Y/N. I love you and I don’t know what I’d do if something happened to you.” Had he just said he loved you? Yes, yes he did. “Ethan, I-,” you were interrupted by Ethan. “No, let me finish. I love you with every fiber in my body. I know that you’re the one for me. I can’t wait to see you walk down that aisle one day and then chasing our little babies around the house with me.” He smiled slightly before continuing. “Promise me that you’ll be super safe when driving because anything can happen at any given moment. Promise me, Y/N.” “I promise.” You placed your lips to his. “And, Ethan?” you baited him. “Yes, princess?” He waited for your replied. “I love you too.”

okay but think about this.

Trans Carlos taking a job way far out in this town he’s never heard of because there nobody knows who he used to be. Then he gets there and some guy on the radio is talking about him so he assumes Cecil is making fun of him for still looking kinda-feminine, so Carlos goes out and gets a haircut to look ‘like a boy’ because he can’t handle being harassed in this town. Then he realizes that Cecil really meant it and they actually slowly awkwardly fall in love.


Anyways yeah I think about trans Carlos a lot.

hufflepuffhermione  asked:

“Fine, don’t say anything and make me worry.” MM

tw: ptsd/trauma mentions

Matthew knows what’s happening to him – he’s heard enough stories about men coming home hearing echoes of gunfire and people calling for help, of radio static and buildings crumbling from explosives. He would’ve thought that he hadn’t been stationed overseas long enough for him to have been affected, but he was wrong. Somehow, he’s more scared now than he was when actually having gunfire raining down all around him – it’s hard to remember he’s safely back in London with Mary, that he’s out of danger, and the gunfire he hears isn’t real.

Still, even though he knows what’s happening to him, he’s still sure he can shake it if he can remember it isn’t real. It only happens in his dreams or when he’s sitting alone at home, or when the television is turned on to the news. He’s glad no one else is usually around to see him when his panic attacks happen, and most of the time when he has a nightmare Mary is still fast asleep when he wakes up, panting and in a cold sweat.

This time, however, he wakes up to Mary kneeling beside him, still shaking him awake. She sighs with relief as Matthew gasps for breath, realizing he’s only in his bedroom. 

“Wha – what is it?” he murmurs. He turns over to the alarm clock on the nightstand – 2:41. 

“I heard you whimpering in your sleep – and you were sweating,” Mary explains. “Was it a nightmare?”

“Yeah,” Matthew mumbles, nodding as he rubs his face. His forehead is damp. “Yeah, it was just a nightmare. It’s nothing.”

Mary frowns like she doesn’t quite believe him. “Are you absolutely sure? ” 

Feebly, Matthew nods. “Yeah, I’m sure.” He turns away from Mary, feeling his damp shirt sticking to his back. His heart was still racing. “It’s nothing. It was just a bad dream.”

He hears Mary groan. “Matthew, I know it wasn’t nothing. You were calling out for someone—”

“I was probably just talking in my sleep,” Matthew murmurs, keeping his back towards Mary. He knows she means well, but he doesn’t want to discuss it anymore, at least in the middle of the night. 

“Matthew, tell me the truth.”

He stays quiet, hoping Mary will just go back to sleep. Even with his back turned to her, he knows she giving him a very cross look.

She finally lets out huffy sigh when he doesn’t answer her back. “Fine, don’t say anything and make me worry,” she grumbles. “Because I know you were calling out for one of the men in your squad. I’m not an idiot.”

Matthew turns around just enough to see her glaring at him, looking like she wanted to whack him upside the head but she knew better. “I think I know what’s going on,” she tells him.

“Do you?” Matthew asked.

“Yes, I think I do,” Mary answers. “I’ve suspected it’s been happening for a while but … why didn’t you say anything before?”

“I didn’t want to make it seem like it was such a big deal,” Matthew says with a sigh. “It … the flashbacks … they really only happen in my dreams. It’s not as bad as it is for other people.”

Mary mutters something under her breath that Matthew catches as, “you bloody idiot.” 

“You always do this,” she says aloud. “You always act like you shouldn’t bother anyone else with your problems.”

She’s right, of course. Matthew hates feeling like a burden, afraid to ask for help even when he desperately needs it. And he shouldn’t have been afraid to ask Mary for help – she understood him better than anyone. But he still feels ashamed to have to admit he’s having trouble. He had constantly assured her and everybody else that he was fine.

Mary lies back down on the bed, rubbing his back. “I’m going to help you with this, whether you like it or not. I’m not going to let you fight it on your own anymore. But don’t you dare keep anything like this from me again.”

Matthew sighs, regretting that he ever decided to hide something from Mary. “I’m sorry, I must have been making you so worried.”

“You were,” she replies, though not coldly. “But I do understand why you kept it from me. I did the same thing, when I had nightmares in uni after … after I was attacked. Though I hoped you’d be smarter than me and talk to someone about it.”

“It’s just …” Matthew pauses, searching for the right words in his tired brain. “I thought it wouldn’t happen to me. I wasn’t even in combat for most of the time I was there …” But just because he wasn’t fighting constantly didn’t mean he wasn’t haunted by it.

“Matthew, this isn’t something to be ashamed about. Listen to me: tomorrow we’re going to start finding help for you, and if anyone gives you a hard time about it, I’ll smack them.”

She means it of course – not just about the smacking, but that they’ll find help for him. Matthew knows it’s not so hopeless anymore. He rolls over on his back, gazing at Mary as he says, “What would I do without you?”

The first steps were always the hardest, but now that he had Mary’s support things felt just a little bit easier. 

IMAGINE ACCOMPANYING JARED TO A RADIO SHOW

Jared looks over at you through the big pane of glass, with the goofiest face you’ve ever seen. You laugh, but there was no way he could’ve heard. You check your phone for the time: 6 AM.

“Remind me why I agreed to wake up this early?” you say to your best friend, who you brung to Jared’s radio interview.

“Because you’re here to support your boyfriend. Why you had to drag me here, I will never understand,” she yawned.

“Couldn’t I support him from the warmth of my bed?” you answered, and turned back over to the interview. Jared had his eyes on you the whole time, while Tomo and Shannon laughed about something the radio host said. For the next couple of minutes, the two of you make silly faces at one another.

“You guys are really weird,” your friend smirked.

“Jared?” the host asks, as Jared returns his attention back to him. Jared shakes his head, apologetically.

“I’m sorry,” Jared laughs, “What was your question, again?” The host turns around in his chair to look over at you, who was, at this point, bright red with embarrassment.

“Okay, I see what’s going on here,” the interviewer chuckled, “So how long have the two of you been together?”

“Well, um,” Jared stuttered, “Erhm a while now, yeah, we actually really care about one another.”

“Woah,” your best friend groaned, “Somehow you have managed to turn the great Jared Leto speechless!” You couldn’t help but to worry whether you had just botched a career opportunity for the band. You would never be able to forgive yourself.

“Well you seem to be really smitten, the two of you have been spotted almost everywhere together,” the host said. You put you face into your hands and could not believe this was happening.

“Yeah, she’s-um,” Jared rubbed his forehead, “She’s really special.” Your eyes meet for a split second before you nervously dart them away.

_______________________________________________________________________

After the show, Jared joins you outside while waiting for Shannon, Tomo and your best friend to drive up in the car and take you home.

“Hey you,” you felt Jared put his hand around your back as you wrapped yours around his neck, “You alright?”

“Yeah, that got very awkward very fast,” you added.

“I meant it, you know,” Jared lowered his voice, “Everything I said in there, I meant all of it.”

“Really?” you froze, scared that if you were to move you would ruin a perfectly good moment between the two of you. Jared pulled you in, your lips meeting.

“Does that answer your question?” he smiled. You laughed and leaned back into a kiss.

“Get a room!” you hear Shannon shout from inside the car that just drove up to the both of you.

“Let’s go,” Jared whispers and helps you into the car.

anonymous asked:

So, can that anon who was talking about Mychal's preferences for Klay's dating life, can you send the link because it's nowhere to be found. On TMZ, he didn't state that and he doesn't have an IG, Mychel does. Not trying to start drama, I just don't want people to get the wrong information out there.

Actually he did I’ve seen & heard him say it. But that wasn’t all on the tmz video he’s said in his radio show the other comments about you don’t find a wife here or there etc.

Safe Hands- Castiel

Anon:

A castiel one where you’re bobbys daughter and you and cas have finally decided to tell your dad that you’re together, can it be funny too please


Tagging: @grindonmegrimes

You were stood at the small kitchen in bobby’s home, humming along to the songs coming through the radio.

You were in the process of making your lunch when you felt a gust of wind. Suddenly arms were around your waist from behind and a heavy head was rested on your shoulder.

“Welcome back, angel,” you grinned, pushing your cheek against his, the scruff of stubble slightly scratching your smooth skin, “How’d it go?”

He smiled and kissed your cheek, “I think I… what is it you say? ‘Ganked that bitch?’”

You laughed and turned around to face him.

“I’m glad,” you told him, placing a light kiss to his lips

You heard a door open slowly. “Shit, my dad it back…”

“Why don’t we just told him?” The angle said looking at you confused.

You sigh and plate up your food, “Because he’ll shoot you.”

“He cannot harm me…I’m an angel. I can try to talk to him but i warn you. My “people skills” are “rusty.””

You hadn’t heard Bobby walk in until it was too late. “Castiel? What are you doing here…you’re supposed to be with Sam and Dean.” He narrowed his eyes and looked at you before following your hand down to where it was holding his.

“Dad we have something to tell you…” you said before holding your breath, hoping Castiel would speak.

“Me and y/n are dating Bobby.” He spoke calmly and his blue eyes looked softly at him.

His eyes widened and he turned and walked out of the room, floorboards creaking and dust coming from the cracks as he stepped.

“Where are you going?” you say worried, stepping forward.

“To get my gun.” He said in a monotone voice.

You shouted and ran over. “No dad! It’s fine!”

“It’s not fine. I am not having my little girl dating an angel.”

“I’m not a little girl anymore, I can look after myself.” You scowled and dragged Castiel to your side.

He sighed and looked at Castiel. If looks could kill he would be slaughtered. “Are you in good hands Y/n?”

“I promise no harm will come to your daughter Mr Singer.” Cas said with a small nod.

“Well I guess its fine.” He sighed and placed his shot gun down, you squeed and hugged him tightly.

~Paris

7

Here is an example of a difference between the Japanese and dubbed versions of the first Pokémon movie, since you people seem to enjoy the comparisons :) As you can see here, the “Winds of Water” legend was invented for the dub as a means to explaining how Ash is later revived by pokémon tears.

Regardless of how one feels about the legend (I have heard some say it is cheesy), it does lead on to the symbol of tears in general - something that exists throughout the earlier part of the Myuutsu saga. Myuutsu cried when Ai (Amber) was passing, even though she said that according to her father, pokémon only cry tears of physical pain - never sadness.



Yet Ai, unlike her father and other humans, knows that pokémon can emotionally suffer. She thanks Myuutsu for his tears, then insists for him not to cry but rather to continue living.




Later, and exclusive to the radio drama, Myuutsu thinks to himself: “Living things don’t shed tears. If they do, they’re only tears of pain. I’ll not cry even tears of sadness or pain because I must be the world’s strongest. I don’t have sadness nor pain!” This thought, so deeply ingrained into him despite having cried for Ai, is perhaps why only he and Myuu did not shed tears when Satoshi was turned to stone. **Note: Or in Myuu’s case, it may be because it is rumored to be immortal and thus literally does not understand death, but that’s left for another entry.

I'm ruined

So, earlier I heard a news segment on the radio that said something like “Russia plans on giving Snowden to Trump as a gift” or something along those lines.

Anyway, the first thing that came to my mind was AphRussia holding him out by the back of the shirt to Trump saying “Here. We are friends now.”

Hetalia has ruined my mind. 😅

EXO reacts to you being in a pop/punk band.

Suho:

He had no idea that you were in a band until they day he saw one of your music videos on the TV. Suho cheered for you annoying the rest of the members around him.

Baekhyun:

He was at a concert for another band when you and your group came on the stage as the opening act.

“Hey wait is that ______?”

Jongin:

You were hanging out together in his dorm. You two had been friends for a while and you each liked each other but didn’t want to ruin the friendship. 

“Jongin I have to tell you something that I couldn’t say before.”
 You said and he listened carefully as you told him about your group and played one of your music videos. 

“I knew you were lying about your dance skills.”

Kyungsoo:

He was on the way to a show when he heard the radio station you were on announce your group. They talked to you guys a bit and played one of your songs. Surprised was an understatement of what he felt when he heard you sing. 

The next day he came to your apartment extremely excited.

“When I heard you sing I got chills, you have to sing with me!”

Chanyeol:

He was watching a music video show with Jongin when you and your group came on the TV.

“NO WAY IS THAT ______?”

Literally spazzing out

Sehun:

He was sleeping when the alarm clock came on playing your newest song.

“Huh wait… what?” He said sleepily not realizing if he was hearing correctly.

Kris:

When he heard you and your group for the first time he didn’t even give one fuck thought to his cool guy image. He was so excited he jumped up and began cheering like an idiot.

Chen:

‘Hold up did this bish really hide that beautiful voice from me all this time.’ He thought to himself feeling betrayed by you.

When you saw him again you tried to explain things. However he wasn’t having any of it. 

“Nuh uh don’t talk to me for at least a week.” he might like you but he was upset and sassy as hell.

Yixing:

Gif says it all

Luhan:

He knew you were hiding something from him but he could have never imagined that it was an amazing voice. He heard your band play at a winter outdoor concert, and couldn’t help but fall in love with you even more.

Xiumin:

He couldn’t believe you had hid this from him. You were pushing for him to say something on the matter but he was frozen in his spot with his mouth wide open.

Tao:

He saw you come out onto the stage at a concert for SM groups. He had just taken a drink of water when you came out and was so surprised that he began to choke.

Wushu panda forever choking. Sorry not sorry.


Here you go! I hope you like it. I hope you don’t mind a bit of humor in this reaction.

criminal-kevin-vagina

Diego leaned against the doorway of Kevin’s booth arms crossed against his chest. “I just so happened to be listening to my radio when I heard someone mention me and my, what was it, perfect hair?” Diego had to say he had never expected someone to be talking about him so passionately over the radio no less. “I take it you are Kevin. Have we ever crossed paths before?” He asked one eyebrow raised.

Honestly I can imagine Genos making sure that Saitama’s too busy to hear his humming but he gets a little caught up to notice Saitama standing in the doorway with an amused grin on his face that always gets Genos flustered. Saitama says it’s not a big deal, besides, Genos has probably heard him hum plenty of times and proceeds to turn up the TV’s volume once switched to a radio station or something (that TV is used for everything, for watching films and shows, for gaming and for music).

Genos probably also hums while doing other chores and although Saitama is aware of this little habit, Genos still checks to make sure he’s alone even if Saitama went out five minutes ago before he starts hum little songs he’s heard. Humming breaks the silence if Saitama’s been out for a while and Genos feels a bit lonely.

Genos and Saitama may or may not have sung together a few times too. ;)

Barcelona ask to act against ex-Madrid players Sanchis and Rincon who, on national radio, applauded Isco for kicking Neymar in El Clásico.

On the day of the game, speaking into the microphones of a Spanish radio network both Sanchís and Rincón justified Isco’s aggression on Neymar. This past Sunday, they repeated said justifications, although the host of the show gave them many opportunities to rectify their statements. 

Rather than make a retraction or apologise, Sanchís doubled down on his words from the day of the match: "Neymar is going over the line, he isn’t getting [hit] enough.“ Rincón did the same, assuring that "If I am there, I hit him, there should be no doubt that I hit him; me and anyone else.”

FC Barcelona considers these statements to be an invitation to violence and therefore asks the Anti-violence Commission to act.

—  FC Barcelona

Can I just say: What. The. Actual. Fuck?!

anonymous asked:

do you have a song that you associate with Dan and/or Phil?

oookay..good question ;)

Phil:   

Oh Honey – Be Okay (this edit on yt of them in jamaica) 

Kevin MacLeod ~ Deliberate Thought (oldschool Phil)

Muse – Sunburn (didn’t he sing it in some liveshow?)

Dan:

S Club 7 – Dont’t Stop Movin (on a radio show like a year ago i heard him saying he used to like it as a child)

Panic! At The Disco – Lying Is The Most Fun ( ͡° ͜ʖ ͡°)

Frank Ocean – Memrise  (he reblogged it on tumblr when it came out so yeah since then)

Sigur Rós – Brennisteinn from 3:30 (thanks to this dinofvyou1 vid now i can’t listen to it without wanting to cry )

Lana Del Ray – Honeymoon (just recently he talked about it in a liveshow)   


and obvs Final Fantasy - The Nightmare Begins (because of him playing it)

Translation: Potato March 2015 – Number 1 in JUMP

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1. A romantic person

Yamada Ryosuke
Yamada: I am probably the most romantic. I like such situations too.
Arioka: He uses vanilla scents in his toilet!
Okamoto: When I went to his house previously, he suddenly turned off the lights, lit the candles and said “Look, isn’t this pretty?”

Okamoto Keito
Yuto: He used cool English during the “Mousou Live” in “Little Tokyo Live”
Inoo: He is a narcissist and romanticist and egoist.
Chinen: (Keito blew Chinen a flying kiss when he heard his name) See?

Nakajima Yuto
Takaki: When all of us go somewhere together, he takes photos and send them to us after that
Yabu: He takes pictures, so seems like he will know beautiful locations

Takaki Yuya
Hikaru: This is just my image of him but he has good reactions when he sees beautiful things.

2. Someone you rely on

Arioka Daiki
Takaki: During our radio show, when I stop talking, I send him a sign that says “help”
Hikaru: During the last few seconds of Hirunandesu, he finishes the whole show properly
Yabu: This is only limited to winter. When it is dry, he says “Yabu-chan’s face is dry” and lends me his face lotion
Inoo: I think I can’t rely on myself so when I realize it, I probably rely on him

Chinen Yuri
Okamoto:
In private and during work too, he always listens to my troubles when I have them

Yamada Ryosuke
Chinen: He leads the group properly

Okamoto Keito
Yamada:
Areas which I am bad at, I push them to Keito

Inoo Kei
Arioka:
When I think of an interesting joke, I test it on Ino-chan. If Ino-chan laughs, then it is ok (laugh)

Yabu Kota
Yuto:
During a certain toasting ceremony, I was the one supposed to say the greetings, and Yabu-kun taught me what to say.

2

KYUHYUN AND UHM KI JOON ADDRESS RUMOR THAT THEY ARE GAY; CONFESS THEY ALWAYS GO DRINKING TOGETHER LATE AT NIGHT

In the recent episode of MBC’s “Radio Star,” Uhm Ki Joon, Yoo Joon Sang, and Lee Gun Myung, who are currently in the same musical as Super Junior’s Kyuhyun, were invited as guests. Uhm Ki Joon confessed during the episode that there was a rumor about him and Kyuhyun dating.

The MCs mentioned the gossip saying, “There was a rumor going around on tabloid regarding musicals that a boy-group idol and a musical actor were gay and in a relationship, and that those two were Uhm Ki Joon and Kyuhyun.” Uhm Ki Joon answered, “Yeah, I heard [that] rumor,” and added, “I was probably the first to find out. I received a call about it.”

Hearing this, Kim Gu Ra asked Lee Gun Myung, “Hearing that gossip, did you think, ‘Wow, they really must be dating,’ or think that it was nonsense?” Lee Gun Myung answered jokingly, “They always go out to drink by themselves late at night so I thought, ‘Maybe that was why,’” flustering Uhm Ki Joon and Kyuhyun.

Kyuhyun commented, “Uhm Ki Joon sent me a text telling me [about the rumor] so I jokingly called him, ‘Honey.’ After receiving the text, he brutally cussed me out.”

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Taylor Swift Tells Her Favorite Sam Smith Story

Taylor Swift regularly invited a wide range of surprise all-star guests onstage during her Red world tour, including Carly Simon, Jennifer Lopez and Fall Out Boy’s Patrick Stump. As the tour wound down in London last February, she surprised fans by bringing out a relative unknown: British singer Sam Smith. Swift had discovered Smith’s song “Money on My Mind” via U.K. Radio 1 DJ Greg James on Twitter. “[The] hook sounded nothing like anything else I’d heard,” says Swift. “I learned that he was a brand-new artist who hadn’t even been launched in the U.S. yet, but I felt this strange inclination to introduce my fans to him out at the O2 [Arena]. When I love something immediately, they usually react the same way.”

Swift was right. Smith won over the crowd that night, and, driven by his hit “Stay With Me,” his album In the Lonely Hour has become a Top 10 hit around the world, selling more than 3.5 million copies. He’s up for six Grammys on February 8th – and appears on the latest cover of Rolling Stone (on stands Friday). “I’ll never forget the moment I was standing onstage at soundcheck waiting for Sam to walk out onstage, and my band and I heard him sing into his mic from the side of the stage in our in-ear monitors,” says Swift. “Everyone just stopped what they were doing and looked at me like ’Wait a second…’ We were all completely stunned that this person sounded even better live than he did on his soulful, extraordinary recordings.”

Swift continues, “The effortlessness of Sam’s singing is what absolutely took our breath away. And that night, he had the same effect on the crowd. They weren’t necessarily screaming for him because he was famous or recognizable to them. It was something more exciting than that. They were screaming for Sam because all 20,000 of them were realizing at the same time that they would remember seeing Sam Smith sing early on in his career for the rest of their lives. I know I will.”

Smith wrote “Stay With Me” about his lonely period after moving to London. “I had a lot of one-night stands,” he says. “I met a few dodgy friends, people I’m definitely not friends with now.” Like many fans, Swift sees Smith’s honesty and openness as part of his appeal: “There’s something very pure and direct about the way Sam lives his life, and he’s very transparent in his portrayal of his image,” she says. “People just want someone real to listen to, and the vulnerability Sam is willing to project comes off as bravery because it’s authentic. He is not just one thing. He is sad and he is excitable. He’s stoic but he’s joyful. He’s naive and he’s wise beyond his years. Showing yourself as a real, multi-faceted person is hard in this business because it seems at times like many artists are being encouraged to play a character. To play yourself is to truly be exposed, but I think it’s what will set Sam apart from everyone else.”

Swift and Smith have been seeing a lot of each other lately. “We got to really catch up at my 25th birthday party,” Swift says. (“She let me hold her Grammy!” Smith notes). But one anecdote, from the American Music Awards in November, stands out in Swift’s mind: “We were front row watching watching Ariana Grande, loving her performance. We’re both pretty animated when we’re watching other artists. At the end of her performance, she did some dance move that was so sexy and so cool, and at the same time, Sam and I both screamed out ”YAS BITCH YAS!!“ and then looked at each other and died laughing. I had this feeling that we’ll be friends for life.”

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hi taylorswift, my name is Caitlin & you are the reason I am standing where I am today. When I first heard Our Song on the radio I was hooked. My dad bought me your self titled album (bless him) & I have been a fan of you ever since. You are honestly so important to me in so many ways and I have trouble articulating through words just how much. You are my role model, an inspiration, every nice thing I could possibly say. You inspire me to follow my passion, which is writing, and I even wrote you a poem to thank you for all of the things you’ve done for me (I’ll link it at the bottom). Thank you for all that you do, not only for me but the rest of your fans and every other human being on the face of the planet. I hope someday that I can meet you, that I can give you a handwritten copy of my poem & hug you & cry a lot more than I should. But even if I don’t, I’ll be seeing you on October 3rd in Toronto for your 1989 tour and I can’t wait (: Thank you again, Taylor. Your soul is too beautiful for this earth.

(here is the link to the poem I wrote you. It’s on a different blog because I have two blogs, one for you (& others I love) & one for my writing & other various things that I feel. I hope you read it, I hope you like it even though it will never do you justice. http://o-ffings.tumblr.com/post/59419666727/when-i-was-a-little-girl-in-middle-school-before )

love, Caitlin x

(ps that is a picture of me with no makeup with my copy of 1989 & that was the first time I ever felt confident enough to post a picture of myself without makeup. That’s also thanks to you)

PART 35 - “THE LOFT”

The Loft

START READING HERE :

http://teachergilinsky.tumblr.com/post/110020115987/prologue-the-loft-magcon-fanfic

PART 35

(Y/N)’s POV:

“Jack, you might want to go ahead and rethink whatever you think is going to happen.”

- - - - - - - - - - - - - -

Jack looks extremely confused when we’re driving to some place he won’t tell me.

When some song we’ve both heard at least ten times comes on the radio, he shuts it off and sighs.

“I can’t take it anymore. What did you mean I should ‘rethink’ whatever I think is going to happen?” he finally comes out saying.

I can tell that’s probably been lingering in his head for the past ten minutes.

“Because, I know that the entire first half of the day when I was with Matt, you were thinking of a million ways today would go wrong and how I would choose him. I know you, and you overthink things way too much, just like I do,” I say looking out the window as we pass buildings that feel familiar.

He reaches his hand across the middle console and grabs my hand, bringing it to his lips and kissing the back of my hand.

I close my eyes and whisper to him, breaking the silence in the car, “Please don’t make me regret this, Jack.”

He squeezes my hand, still holding it in his lap, “I could never hurt you again, and I never will.”

I open my eyes to us pulling onto the beach that we’ve been to so many times.

He pulls into the sand, and we stay in Taylor’s convertible that doesn’t have a roof.

We’re the only ones within visible distance, and the sun is about to set.

“Do you want to know why I chose to take you here out of all the possible places?”

It’s like he read my fucking mind.

“Yes.”

He looks over at me, and says, “Six months ago, I sat here in my black Jeep alone, recovering from a hangover that had seemed to last months, and realized how fucking in love with you I was.”

I look at him after he caught my attention away from the ocean.

What?”

“You heard me. I’m so in love with you, (Y/N). You have no fucking clue how much it scares me. You scare me, I know it seems crazy considering I try to act hard all the time but, just by hearing your voice I’m willing to do literally anything for you. I’ve never been this vulnerable to anybody.”

“Jack-“ I try to interrupt.

“No, and you know what’s even more terrifying, the thought of you leaving again,” he shakes his head.

I grab the side of his face, pulling him to eye contact and closer to me.

“Don’t give me a reason to leave and I won’t, okay? Stop letting that eat you alive,” I run my fingers through his hair.

He closes his eyes again and the words fall out of his mouth as if he didn’t chose to say them, “I just want you.”

I don’t want to wait until the end of the day, I made the decision way too long ago.

What am I even thinking? What decision? There never was one.

“You have me.”

He opens his eyes, “What?”

“Jack, it’s always been you. God, there was never a decision to make.”

He puts both hands on my face and brings my lips crashing into his.

His plump lips sit in the same spot before moving; we’re both taking this in. It’s been so long since we’ve even kissed, too long.

We release and he asks me while moving the hair out of my face, due to the wind blowing it in our faces.

“Why?”

What “Huh?” I ask.

“Why would you choose me? Matthew is so much better for you, everyone knows that,” he rubs his thumb on my cheeks, still holding my face in his hands.

“He’s not you. Matt’s my best friend, and I’ll always care for him, which you will need to get used to; but he will never be you. He will never be the one I want to end up in bed with at the end of the night.”
He smiles and then frowns a little before asking, “But you lost your virginity to him, that’s a lot of connection, don’t you think?” He removes his hands me.
“Jack, stop trying to convince me not to choose you.

And you’re right, I did lose my virginity to him, and I do love him, but not the same way I love you, and he knows that. He knew I’d chose you before I did, which is also why you should start being nice to him again. He knows I’m in love with you.”

His eyes light up as soon as the words ‘in love with you’ slip out of my mouth.

I nod, clarifying that what I just said is still 100% true.

“Fine, but let’s just make something clear-“ he puts the keys back in ignition and starts the car, “If he ever touches you, I’ll kick his ass.”

We both laugh, “Whatever Jack, where do you want to go?”
We pull out of the sand and get back on the main road before he responds, “It’s up to you.”
“Well, I mean, why don’t we just go back to the loft? We can just hang out with the boys and chill. Considering you get me for majority of the days..” I pause.

“I didn’t even ask you yet, fuck.”

“What?” I’m confused.

As we stop at a red light, and the sky is filled with colors of baby blue and violet, and everything in between, he grabs my hand and intertwines it in his,

“Will you be my girlfriend?”

I giggle before reaching across to kiss him, “Of course.”

We both laugh as we hear cars behind us honk because of the green light ahead of us.

“It felt kind of weird asking that. It’s always felt like you were mine without me having to ask, you know?” Jack asks me without breaking eye contact with the road.

“Yeah, same here.”

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When we reach the loft again, all the boys are hanging out outside next to the pool.

Jack and I are holding hands when we open the sliding door and he kisses my cheek and whispers in my ear, “Babe, I’m going to go talk to Matt. Straighten shit out, okay?”

I nod and smile.

I head over to where Sammy, Nate, Cam and Johnson are sitting in the Jacuzzi, and sit on the edge to let my feet in the water.

Johnson says, “Well shit, finally! Glad G and you are official.”

I laugh for what seems like the tenth time in the past ten minutes.

Nate chips in, “Like damn, took you long enough lil mama! He’s been crazy about you since day one.”

“Shush,” I push his shoulder jokingly.

“Well, wish you two the best of luck. Your crazy asses deserve each other,” Sammy smirks after saying.

Cameron just sits there and stares at me. I get up and motion for him to follow me back inside.

We go to the kitchen and while I grab water I say, “What’s wrong?”
“Nothing,” he says, looking away from me.

“Cam,” I touch his face, “I know something’s wrong, spill.”

He sighs, “Nothing, (Y/N). I’m just jealous.”

I bring my hands off his face when we see Matt walk inside.

He whispers to me to where I’m the only one who can hear, “It’s okay though, one day, even if it is for just one day, you’ll be mine,” he winks and walks back outside, leaving me with my jaw practically on the floor.

Matt walks over to me, “What was that about?” he chuckles.

“Nothing,” I avoid the thought of Cameron and me.

That would never work.

Right?

“Well alright,” he eats some chips before going on, “Jack talked to me.”

“Yeah I know, how did it go?”

He puts the bag on the counter and gets closer to me, “We’re not going to fight over you again. None of us. It’s not right and not fair, especially since you and him are together now.”

I let up a soft smile, “Thanks, Matt. I still love you a shit ton though, you know that right?”

“I love you too. You’ll always be my best friend, got it punk?” He squints his eyes and smirks a little.

“Got it.”

“Let’s go back outside,” he kisses my forehead and we both walk outside again to the perfect night air.

I don’t know what I would do if I ever lost Matt, he’s always been there and he’ll always be my best friend. Always.

Jack greets me, soaking wet and shirtless, “Hey baby.” He lowers his head, bringing his hand to my lower back and kissing my cheek.

I squeal, “Jack oh my god you’re literally soaking wet,” I push him sarcastically.

“That’ll be you later.”

I choke, “Oh my god!”

We laugh simultaneously, “You might want to take off that shirt, and your shorts,” he reaches under my shirt and pulls it over my head to leave me in my sports bra.

The boys in the pool are staring at me, and Jack knows that without even having to look over there.

“Calm down, she’s mine idiots.”

They all start laughing when Jack picks me up and throws me into the pool, with him coming soon after.

I come back up to the surface of the water, “Jerk!”

We all start pushing each other under and messing around.

After Aaron and I wrestle and literally burst out laughing, Gilinsky walks over to me, with his hair in his face.

“I’m so happy you’re mine,” he runs his fingers through my soaked hair that hangs in my face.

“I can’t wait ‘till the day I get to wake up to your face every single morning, and walk around naked making you breakfast. God I can’t wait.”

My eyes are probably popping out of my head with hearts.

I’m so fucking in love with this fool.

“I’m just telling you this now, I’m in it for the long run. Got it? I want everything with you, and I can’t wait to see what the future holds for us, and for you.”

I jump up and wrap my legs around his waist, and bring him under water.

He kisses me gently as the water surrounding us moves.

We come up again and all I hear is the boys screaming at us to get a room.

There is no place I would rather be right now, I am so fucking lucky.

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PART 1 - THE LOFT: THE SEQUEL