i need all the sammy photos

6 months

2 years. 2 years in a relationship with Nash, just to break up over text message because of the pictures of him and another girl. He was on tour and cheating on you.

You’ll admit, the first week, you laid in bed crying. You were heartbroken. He was your first true love, after pizza of course. But you were so hurt. He said he loved you, but his actions showed otherwise.

In the messages, he said it was an accident. A one time thing. She was just a fan and things just happened. He didn’t mean it. He loved you.

Lie after lie after lie.

The second week you were still upset, but you moved from your bed now. You found yourself mostly playing sad songs and drowning your pain in the bottom of a tub of ice cream. Not the healthiest way to cope, but you were doing okay.

The third week you were finally realizing that he didn’t deserve your tears. You saw his tweets, Instagram pictures, snapchat stories, he was out having the time of his life it seemed. He was out on dates with other girls already. Out partying with the guys. He was happy, so why weren’t you?

The forth week rolled around and you decided you were done. You finally got rid of that box of stuff you had of his under your bed. Your burned the love letters, threw away all the gifts he bought you, like the teddy bear from Valentine’s Day. The minion he won from a carnival game the night he took you on your 4th date. All of it. You were finally ready to move on.

Now, here you are, 6 months post break up, hanging out with your new boyfriend, Beau at his place.

You guys met at the gym (since drowning your sorrows in ice cream did nothing for your figure) a month after your breakup and really clicked. Granted he gave you all his lines that day, it was his sense of humor that made you agree to going out to lunch with him the next day, and well, the rest is history. That was 5 months ago though.

Now here you are, head over heels for the biggest goof you knew. He constantly made you laugh, and his brothers, Luke and Jai, same age as you, were suddenly your best friends. You spent at least 4 days out of the week with Beau, the other 3 you were just busy with work.

You were currently at Beau and the rest of the boys place in LA, cuddled up on his bed watching a movie. You couldn’t deny that you were tired. You were up early this morning for a photoshoot, and you didn’t get home until late last night.

You did some modeling, and you had to admit you did love it. You noticed how 3 months after your break up though, any picture you would post you saw Nash would like it. No big deal, since you did get like 200,000 some likes on a picture, but still.

And he would indirect you on twitter a lot. Or at least he has lately. He’s tweeted ‘don’t ever let go of someone who was once all about you’ and ‘my only regret was hurting you so much it made you leave.’ Of course there were several others, and people always tagged you in the tweets, but you paid no attention.

You were happy with Beau. He made you feel beautiful. Loved. Everything. You loved being around him. You honestly couldn’t even picture being with anyone else now. You wanted nothing more than to just be with Beau. Like, he was your happiness.

That night you didn’t have to work, and you didn’t have anything for the following morning, so as usual you stayed with the boys, a habit that seemed to be starting. You cooked them dinner, which they were grateful for, and then watched them play fifa. Jai and Luke versus Beau and Skip.

Around 11:30 you decided to head to bed, knowing those four would be up for hours. Beau did pause the game though to ‘tuck’ you into bed, which only led to you guys making out for like 15 minutes before Jai screamed from downstairs for Beau to ‘hurry up and finish’ since ‘everyone knows you can’t last that long anyway’

You stayed up though, watching a movie from bed, cuddling with Hamlet. You were watching the lion king, and you couldn’t help but snap a pic of you and Hamlet. I mean, who doesn’t love dogs, cuddles, and the Lion King? You posted the photo on twitter and Instagram and then locked your phone and then focused on the movie.

Nash was on twitter, and was guilty of having your tweet notifications on, along with you Instagram ones as well. He was over at the boys house, and they had just finished a game of hoops, everyone taking a break and checking their phones.

He had a notification of yours from twitter and Instagram. Checking twitter he saw it. The picture you had taken while over at Beaus. He immediately exited out and checked your Instagram post, only to see the same picture. He admits, it was a great pic of you. You looked great, even for it being 11:30 at night.

“another night with the actual love of my life Hamlet” and it had Beau fuckin Brooks tagged in the caption, and the picture itself.

“that’s the third fucking night in a row.” He mumbled, locking his phone. “the third fucking night in a row she’s spent at his house.”

“bro chill, they are dating, it’s not like she’s cheati- never mind.” Johnson spoke, catching himself from saying something terrible.

“like I don’t fucking know that. I know they’re fucking dating. Everyone fucking does. Who doesn’t know about the hottest model dating the Australian prankster. I mean, if you didn’t just go on any fucking site. Twitter, where her fans and his fans and half the other people in the world talk about how perfect they are. How much they ship them. Or even look at their profiles. They do nothing but fucking tweet about one another, tweet one another and fucking post pictures of them together all the damn time.” Nash went off. He was pissed. He didn’t like that you were this happy with someone that wasn’t him.

Because just a few months ago that was you guys. People were shipping you guys. You were tweeting about one another, tweeting pictures of each other, posting all kinds of pictures together, tweeting one another.

“bro, can’t you just be happy for her? I mean, don’t you want her to be happy?” Johnson, the man of wisdom spoke again. Everyone else just kinda put in their own little inputs, but Johnson was the only one to make you realize anything.

“Yeah I want her to be happy. But I want her to be happy with me. I want her to be posting pics of us, not her and someone else.”

“yeah, well you kinda ruined that didn’t you?” Johnson fired back. Everyone was shocked he said it because well, yeah everyone knew Nash cheated, but since it happened no one talked about it. Not that they were scared, but simply that it was just kinda understood. Everyone knew what went down, no need to discuss it

“Johnson.” Nash practically growled. Everyone could tell he was ready to punch Johnson for bringing it up.

“no Nash listen. You fucked up. Big time. You had a fucking dime, and to be honest with you, if it wasn’t for bro code, the second you two broke up I would’ve gone after her. I’m not gonna lie, I still talk to her, hang out with her. She’s great, and she loved you so much. But you fucking took her for granted and lost the best damn thing that ever came your way.” Johnson spit.

“you don’t think I know that? I know I messed up okay.”

“I know, but I still don’t think you get it. Yeah you messed up. You treated her like shit while you were on tour. Empty conversations, hardly ever talking to her. I think there was seriously like 2 weeks when you didn’t even bother to respond to her? But she fucking stuck by you. She way faithful as shit. And then you go and cheat on her? With a fan? You know they can’t keep their damn mouths shut. And after that breakup sure you were feeling great. Free. Nothing could stop you. Nothing was holding you back. Now here we are, 6 months later, she’s moved on, and now’s when you start caring. She’s your ex and all and you should want nothing but the best for her since you couldn’t give it to her.”

“I don’t need this.” Nash said, walking off inside, where he found Nate and Sammy drinking and smoking. He grabbed a bottle of vodka and started drinking, giving up on basketball and now all of the guys essentially just having a small party.

A bottle of vodka, and like half a blunt later Nash was just a mess. He excluded himself from everyone else inside laughing, having the time of their lives. He went outside, sitting on the edge of a cement wall. He scrolled through your guys’ old photos he still had on his phone. His thoughts eating him alive. He couldn’t stand this.

He missed you.

He missed making you laugh, the way your eyes would squint and your nose would scrunch up as you tipped your head back. He could no longer do that to you, he could no longer make you laugh. Now it was Beau who made you laugh. And that hurt him, so much. Your laugh was his favorite sound.

He missed the way you would cuddle up next to him. How you would throw your leg over his body and your arm across his chest and snuggle up real close to him. How you would nuzzle your head in his side. How perfect you and he fit together.

Or the way you would skip through the house, just humming or singing. His shirt draped over your body, and your little knee high socks, and nothing else. It was his favorite sight. He loved nothing more than trudging out of bed in the morning to find you in the kitchen singing. He loved walking up behind you, wrapping his arms around your waist and kissing your neck, telling you how great last night was. He cringed at the thought of Beau and you being the same way.

Then the thought of you and Beau being intimate in anyway. Doing anything sexual. He started to think about all the things you used to love in the bedroom. How you loved when he would pin you up against the wall. How rough he could get, but how he could slow it down, putting all his love into every deep thrust. How you would squirm when he kissed that spot, right below your ear. Or how you loved to suck him off before anything. The foreplay. How much you loved to be on top, or how you loved when he hit it from the back.

Thinking of you and Beau doing any of that together was enough to set him off. He had a new message open to you, he just didn’t have any idea what to say. His thoughts were all jumbled, and the alcohol gave him all the confidence he needed. No matter how sloppy his thoughts were one thing was clear. He missed you, and he wanted to let you know that.

To (y/n): I miss you.

And after he sent it, he waited. Messages still open. Hope of any contact from you started to fade as 15 minutes had passed and you still hadn’t even opened it. His thoughts started to come back, and he thought about how much he missed falling asleep next to you every night, and waking up with you every morning.

He was about to type another message but then he saw the little bubble pop up and eagerly awaited your response.

Beau had just came upstairs into his room to get ready for bed when you got a new message. Rarely ever getting a message at midnight, you were quite curious as to who it would be. The only person you ever talked to this late was either your best friend, or Beau. And since your best friend was out of state, in a different time zone for the week, you knew it wasn’t her, plus you guys only talked late when it was an emergency. And considering you were with Beau, it couldn’t be him.

“who’s that?” Beau asked, emerging from the bathroom in his boxers, a sight you quite enjoyed.

“no idea.” You replied, reaching over to the night table and checking your phone.

You unlocked your phone, only to see something you did not expect at all. A new message from the last person on earth you expected.

“it’s uh, it’s from Nash.” You said, shocked.

Beau climbed into bed, pulling you into him so you guys were spooning.

“like your ex Nash? What did he say?”

“yeah him. And he just said he missed me. I’m not even going to reply. I’m just going to go change my number in the morning.” I said, clicking out of my messages.

“no don’t. I know it’s not ideal, but I mean, you should text him back. You know, give him some closure or something.” Beau smiled.

“you’re not mad?”

“why would I be? I mean, I’ve got you now. Even though he fucked up, he still deserves some closure. Thing about it babe, this is the first you guys have talked in like 6 months.”

“okay. You’re the best. I love you.” You smiled, turning and kissing his lips lazily.

To Nash: It’s been 6 months Nash. I think you’re fine.

From Nash: I’m not fine. These past 6 months hae been hell. I miss you so muvh babt.

“he’s drunk.” You told Beau.

“drunk or not, he still has feeling babe. Just, let him say what he has to say. I know this is what you’ve wanted for months now.”

“what have I wanted?” you asked, confused. You didn’t want anything from Nash. You loved Beau now, so you were confused.

“you want answers, and now’s your chance to get some.”

To Nash: well, that’s not really my problem.

From Nash: I knoww. I mesaed up

To Nash: can I ask you something.

From Nash: of course.

To Nash: okay, firstly. Why’d you do it? Were you not happy with me? Cause if not, you should have broke up with me before.

From Nash: no. fuck no. I was happy with you. It’s just on tour I felt held back. Like everyone else was out having great times and I just felt like I couldn’t cause of yoi.

To Nash: you could have just talked to me, instead of ignoring me and then cheating on me.

From Nash: I know. Can I ask  you something.

To Nash: sure.

From Nash: are you happy? With bo ? nd evrithing else in oyur life?

To Nash: Beau* but yeah. I am happy with him. And my modeling is really taking off.

From Nash: I’m glad your work iz good. Bo is lucki

To Nash: Beau*

From Nash: right. I’m sorry.

To Nash: it’s fine. Lots of people spell it wrong.

From Nash: no. not for the name. For everything else. For the lies, and cheating. I regret it all. I still care about you, but if you’re happi then I’m happi for you.

To Nash: why?

From Nash: I already told you. I felt held back.

To Nash: no, not that. Like why now? Why are you apologizing now? 6 months later? I wanted an apology like a week after, maybe a month, but 6 months later? I thought maybe we could be statistics, remain friends after the breakup, but 6 months later?

From Nash: it’s just. I wanted to be friends. I just needed to figure things out.

To Nash: by sleeping with other girls?

From Nash: that makes it sound bad.

To Nash: cause it was bad Nash. It hurt so much knowing while I was laying around hurting, you were out, happy as can be.

From Nash: funny.

To Nash: what’s funny about that?

From Nash: no, not that, it’s just funny how things change.

To Nash: what do you mean?

From Nash: it’s funny how now, I’m the one hurting, and you’re happy as can be.

To Nash: what?

From Nash: It hurts knowing you’re falling asleep in someone else’s arms, and waking up next to them every morning now…

Jack Gilinsky - Best buddies

Request: Jack G imagine??? Were your really good friends with all the boys when you were little. But when they go on tour you lose touch with the them😦 and when they came back and you grew up u catch jacks attention😄?? Keep it up girls💕😌

MASTERLIST

“Okay, that’s the last box,” mom announced getting out the box I was keeping my photographs in from my closet. I thought clearing my room out would be easy, but so many old things were piled up everywhere around that it took us a whole day to sort everything out.

“Oh, those are all my memories,” I sighed smiling as I sat down to the floor and opened the box revealing all the photos.

“Oh my God, it’s so sweet,” mom said showing a picture of me around the age of six. My hair was in two ponytails and I was wearing a cute little red dress.

“I should wear my hair like this more often,” I laughed starting to look at all the photos. After a few of just me or me and my mom I found some that made me a bit sad.

It was taken in my school, to be exact, on my first day of school. I was posing with the two Jacks, all three of us smiling widely. My mom told me that on the first day instead of talking with the girls I just walked up to the Jacks and Sammy and we instantly became friends.

“Do you miss them?” mom asked me smiling at me sadly. I nodded sighing and looking at the other photos of the boys and me. We were best friends until they left to go on a tour. We occasionally still talked, Johnson called me almost every month, just to ask how I am, but since all three of them were super busy all the time our friendship vanished. Or at least I thought it did.

I still missed them and seeing those photos made me feel like I needed to speak to them. I took a photo of the pictures and creating a group I texted all of them with the following message: “Found some amazing relics! We looked so dope, hope all of you are doing fine :) xx”

We finished packing and when we were done with everything the boys texted me back.

JJ: “Gosh Y/N, I feel so old now, thanks!”

SW: “Because you are, J.”

JG: “That means you are too, Sammy boy. We should do a reunion next week when we are home.”

I was so glad Gilinsky said that, this way I wasn’t the first one to ask it. I immediately wrote back that I’m in for a meeting, and half an hour later we agreed on going out together when they all get back home next week. I was so glad we would hang out just like before, I missed them so much and I couldn’t wait to see them again, after years.

I saw photos of them obviously and I have to admit puberty used some magic on them, I wasn’t surprised that so many girls were in love with them. They all looked so damn good, I wouldn’t have thought it back in the days when we were just fooling around after school every day.

Needless to say that I made sure to look the best on our big reunion. I bought a new dress and watched several makeup tutorials so I could create the perfect makeup. It took me hours to get ready before the meeting, but it was totally worth it.

“Woah, you look stunning, Honey,” mom told me as I walked down the stairs.

“Thank you. I’m leaving to meet the boys.”

“I’m so glad you guys will catch up.”

I smiled at her and then said goodbye, I didn’t want to be late. We were meeting at a restaurant to have dinner together and then decide what we want to do. When I got there they all were there, I saw them from far and Johnson immediately waved at me when he saw me in the crowd. I attempted to look as confident as it was possible and I gladly noticed that men were turning after me as I walked over to them.

“Gosh, Y/N you look so gorgeous,” Johnson greeted me hugging me quickly.

“Thank you, you all look good too,” I smiled as giving Jack and Sam a hug too. We walked into the restaurant and sat down to our reserved table. I could feel Gilinsky’s eyes on me while we were ordering and it made me feel special and beautiful. He was a great guy back then and I was sure nothing changed and I knew he could have had any girl he wanted, but now he couldn’t take his eyes off me.

“So, Y/N, what have you been up to lately?” Sam asked when we got our food. They had been talking about their tour and their career. I was so glad to hear that they are doing what they always wanted to do.

“Um, I just started college and sometimes I go to model castings,” I admitted smiling shyly.

“Modeling? That’s so awesome!” Gilinsky said cheerfully.

“Yeah, I had some small gigs, but it’s nothing serious.”

“Like what?”

“I modeled for a webstore and I had a few smaller campaigns,” I said shrugging.

“That’s so awesome! You know what? You should be in our next video,” Johnson suggested and the boys agreed.

“That would be amazing,” I said not believing that they just offered me my yet biggest modeling gig. “I would be honored.”

“And we would be lucky to have you in our video,” Gilinsky smiled at me. I loved his bright smile, and this lighter hair color looked so damn good on him. We stared at each other for a long moment before turning away. I hoped he felt the same as I did. It was so different to be around him now that we were basically adults. It felt more serious.

After dinner we decided to have a drink somewhere, so we moved to a bar nearby and I was glad I dressed up, so I fit into the surrounding.

We had a few drinks and just talked about things we used to do, I couldn’t stop laughing once Sam started to recall all our crazy memories. Shortly after midnight we decided to go home and continue it sometimes soon.

“I’ll walk you home,” Gilinsky told me when we got out of the bar. I smiled at him nodding.

“See you guys later,” I said giving Johnson and Sam a big hug, and then Gilinsky and I started to walk home. We talked about random things, and it was just like when we were close friends. Sometimes I wished they wouldn’t have gone to the Magcon tour, but then I knew that it was selfish to say something like that. I was happy for them.

When we got to my house we had this awkward pause before he spoke up first.

“I’m really glad that we could meet again, I missed you,” he said looking into my eyes.

“I missed you too.”

I could see that he was struggling with something, and then finally he decided to say it out loud.

“Hey, I was wondering if you would want to have lunch tomorrow or something. You know, I would love to hear more about you.”

I smiled biting my bottom lip. How could I say no to him?

“I’m in. Pick me up at one.”

I saw the relief come over him hearing my answer, then he nodded and took a few steps back.

“Alright. See you tomorrow,” he waved before turning around and walking away.

I got to see my best buddies and then I was asked out by one of them and I said yes. You could say I had a very eventful day.

The Cold has arrived

Original Imagine:  Imagine Elijah taking care of you when you’re sick.

Author:  Sammi

Reader Gender:  Female

Word Count:  1,098

Content Warning:  none

How in the hell I got sick I would never know. I always made sure to wash my hands and keep myself healthy and clean but somehow in the middle of fall I ended up sick. I was buried under blankets and had tissues all over the floor.  My phone kept going off; showing the photo Elijah had set up for when he called.  I was ignoring him till this cold either went away or went down.  I couldn’t hear myself say ‘This is Elianna if you need me, don’t;” but I could hear Elijah’s incoming message, “Eli, dear, I’ve tried your cell for the twentieth time in the last three days, I’ve called your work and they said you’ve been out for four days. Please answer the phone you’re worrying me now. Love you bye.” I sighed and rolled over, staring at the damn phone he insisted on getting me since the one I had when we met was a piece of crap.

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Sammy Wilk and Cameron Dallas ~ Imagine

Anonymous said to mmagcon101:can you do an imagine where y/n is like a youtuber and viner too and all the magcon boys like her and then Sammy Wilk asks her out and they were good but then he cheats on her then she dates Cameron then she realizes she wants Sam back? THANKSSSS LOVE YOUR BLOG BTW!

Here you go Sorry it’s late I had other request to do first and I was busy But better late then never right. I hope this is what you meant and that you like it anyways .

Let Me know what you think it would mean a lot to me !!

Masterlist  Talk to me or send request   Imagines  

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I woke up and got ready for playlist live I’m really excited to go This is My first Playlist, I mean I just Became Famous for vineing and Making youtube video’s . I put on my ( Outfit ) . I’m really excited to see all my friend’s that I haven’t seen in such a long time, Like all the Magcon Boys I went on tour with them once and since then we have been really good friends . My friend Maggie also carter’s Ex said that all the guys Liked Me so i’m  a little nervous but I don’t think anything weird will happen .

 ~ At Playlist ~

I’ve met so many fans already and it’s been amazing I’m with all my “Girlfriends” and we are having a blast . But i can’t wait for tonight for the playlist party everybody Has told me about them and they sound so fun . And everyone goes there so i’m sure I’ll finally see the guys and I know they are here because me and Sammy met up a couple of day before Playlist and he said they all are coming, plus they have been posting pictures of them here .

~ playlist Party ~

 “hi Y/N “ Sammy said coming up and giving me a hug “Hey, How are you “ i said returning the hug . “I’ve been good, making music and such but the guys really want to see you so come follow me “ Sammy said taking my hand and leading me to the guys . “Hi, I haven’t seen you guys in forever “ i said giving all of them hugs .

“Y/N you look beautiful “ Cameron said giving me a hug and kissing me on the cheek lightly,I caught up with the guys for a while and we just hung out an danced It was amazing and fun, I missed doing all this. 

I was in the middle of Dancing when I felt hands on my waste I quickly glanced over my shoulder and noticed it was  Sammy I wasn’t going to stop him. I continued swaying my hips side to side Sammy moving with me still with his Hands locked on my hips . I turned around now facing him, uggh his smile just makes me want to jump up and down,Me and Sammy Danced forever.   

“Y/N can we go some where more private ?”

“Yeah.. yeah “ i said catching my breath .

Me and Sammy made our way out of the party room.

“So Y/N listen I really like you,and I wanted to know if you wanted to go on a date with me tomorrow after Playlist ?” Sammy asked looking super shy 
“Yes That sound’s like fun “ i said biting my bottom lip I can’t Believe He asked me out .

~ 5 months later ~

Me and Sammy Have been Dating for 5 months, It seemed like yesterday he just asked me out . It’s me and his anniversary and He isn’t here He’s on tour with Nate and the Jacks. I really miss him so i’m surprising him on tour Jack J knows he’s helping me out with getting the room key and such I’m kind of nervous . ( Outfit )  

~ at hotel ~ 

I’m at the hotel and I called Jack J down to tell me all the info and such i can’t wait to see Sammy and just have his lips touch mine .

“ Hey Y/N Sammy’s in room 125 and here’s his key, He’s coming back in like 15  min so go up there and surprise him. he went to get dinner “ Jack J said giving me a hug and walking me to the elevator.

When I got into Sammy’s room it was surprisingly clean, I put my things down and cleaned up a bit. I wasn’t putting anything sexy on because I kind of just wanted to talk before we did anything . I sat on the bed kind of in a sexy way waiting for him .

~ 10 min later ~

I heard the door unlock, My heart was beating I just couldn’t wait to see Sam. But I started to hear a Female giggle and laugh My Heart wasn’t beating because I was excited to see Sam It was because I was thinking “did he cheat on me “ I hope not . Suddenly I was staring eye to eye with Sammy and a random blonde girl, I was still sitting on the bed but I jumped off and grabbed my luggage . the girl wasn’t drunk she asked ”who is she ?”’Oh no Sammy don’t waste your breath You’ll need it later  I’ll explain I’m His Girlfriend “ I continued “wait let me rephrase that Ex-Girlfriend “ i said shoving past him when I was pulled back by Sammy’s arm “Y/N I’m sorry nothing is going on !!” Sammy said trying to convince me .

“oh so you just brought a random girl Back to your hotel with you hand on her waste and making her laugh the way you used to make me laugh, and Nothing happened oh and you Have a little lipstick right here “ I said removing the lipstick from his lips and Slapping him in the face .

~ at Front desk ~

I was trying to hold back the tears and sound normal talking to the Lady at the front desk “Hi Is there any flight’s I can take back to California ?” I said rubbing my face “Let  me check ! “ She said .

“no there isn’t But i can make a flight for you in the morning and you can just stay the night here “ She said typing in something .

“is there  any other hotels near by “ I asked I didn’t want to stay the night in the same hotel as Sam. 

“yes but they are really expensive “ She said 

“ok I’ll just take 1 room any just not in the first floor pleas “ I said 

After i paid I made my way up to my room and just cried myself to sleep .

~ The next morning ~ ( Outfit

I got up with a stuffy nose and not feeling any better, I checked my phone and had 30 messages and 12 missed calls From Sammy I didn’t want to check them now because i know I’ll feel bad and run back to him and i don’t want to do that .

I went downstairs in the hotel lobby and got some Starbucks, When she said early she meant early, it’s 6 and my flights at 8 But i don’t know the airport that much so I want to be there super early. While I was waiting in line i hear someone call my name It’s probably a fan, I tried to put my happy face on .

When I finally got my drink and started walking I heard my name again this time more familiar I turned and saw Cameron “oh Hey “ i said giving him a hug “hey, What are you doing here ?” Cameron asked fixing his backpack .

“well I came to surprise Sammy and things didn’t work as planed so i’m heading to the airport to go back to California” I said taking a sip of my drink .

“oh well i’m sorry Things didn’t go the way you wanted them to, But why go back to doing nothing in California when you can stay here and have fun with me “ Cameron  said offering .

“i don’t know Cam your friends with Sam and I don’t want to mess that up “ I said putting my backpack down it was to heavy .

“Pleas !! “ Cam begged ‘alright fine I’ll tell her to cancel my flight and that I’ll stay for 2 more days, But no more “ i said making sure he knew i wasn’t staying longer than 2 days. “yes !! “ .

 ~ 2nd day ~

Me and Cameron are having so much fun I don’t think about Sam as much, But he still texts me and calls me things like ,

Sammy ~ Come on Ma, I didn’t do anything with that girl, I’m sorry I did not cheat on you pleas forgive me or at least reply.

Sammy ~ Pleas baby I miss you !!.

Sammy ~ I didn’t mean to .

 I feel bad but I know he did kiss her he had lipstick all over his mouth.

“Y/N I know this might be to early but will you go out with me ?” Cameron asked looking down at his shoes .

“oh wow Cameron, Yes I think it would be great “

“awesome tonight “ He said running out of my hotel room and smiling .

~ 3 weeks later ~ 

Me and Cameron Have been dating for almost 4 weeks now and it’s great except I don’t feel the connection that i did with Sammy, When Cam kisses me it feels like I’m acting in a movie and it’s not real, But I don’t know how to tell him. Me and him are going to a party Nash is having and Sammy and all the guys are going so I want to tell him before I talk to Sam about the whole thing. Cameron posted a couple photo of us holding hands but I don’t know if Sammy saw it .

I walked into the living room where Cameron was sitting on the couch on his phone, I sat right next to him “Hey Cam I need to talk to you about something “ i said playing with my hands . “whats up “ Cam said Now siting up giving me his full attention.

“your a great guy and an amazing boyfriend, But I don’t think this is working out with us I don’t feel a real connection, But trust me it’s nothing against you I hope we can still be friends “ I said super shy.

“it’s alright Y/N I didn’t feel a connection either and we can still be friends “ Cameron said rubbing my shoulder “we can still go to the party “ I said trying to cheer him up. “well we have to get ready party’s in a hour “ he said getting up starting to get ready .  

~ at party ~ ( Outfit

Were at the party and i wanted to dress extra sexy so I could look good for my Ex- .

I was getting a drink when I noticed a familiar face beside me, I didn’t want to be rude “Hey Sammy can we talk some where alone ? “ I asked taking a sip of my drink . He nodded his head in response I followed him we went outside in the front yard .

“Listen Sammy “ i was cut off “Y/N you look beautiful is that a new skirt ? ‘ He asked looking me up and down “yeah it is thanks for noticing “”no problem now what did you want to talk about ? “ He said

“Listen Sammy only you and that girl know what happened I only saw what I saw and I just wanted to say I forgive you “

“Thanks Y/N i feel like i should tell you the truth, We did kiss but I wasn’t going to have sex with her or anything we were just going to watch movie and eat “ He said looking very believable .

“I believe you “ i said hugging him ”does this mean - “ he started. I cut him off with a kiss “yes it does “ I said breaking the kiss “god have I missed my lil mama “ he said wrapping his arms around my waste . 

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Jensen Ackles is NOT homophobic!

Has he said things that are borderline homophobic? YES. But not because he’s homophobic. If you listen, REALLY listen, to what he says it’s clear that he is uneducated about homosexual stereotypes and what it means to be a homosexual and therefore has said things that make you cringe and want to sit him down and tell him a thing or two.

He has been very clear about his thoughts on Destiel and people keep asking him about it. If I were him, I would refuse to answer all together…it’s so damn rude to keep asking him and asking him and expecting him to change his mind or say something to make you sleep better at night. He’s not going to.

He admits that Cas and Dean have a bond…but that they are friends, and no matter what happens on the show or how maybe times Dean gives Cas heart eyes (motherfucker), we need to accept it.

Is it okay to make photo manips of Cas and Dean making out? YES.

Is it okay to write fan fiction where Dean sucks dick for money so Sammy can have new shoes? YES.

Is it okay to overanalyze the way that Dean breathes when Cas is in the room? YES.

Is it okay to make nsfw Destiel art and use it as the backgrounds on our phones and computers? YES.

Is it okay to ship Destiel until the end of time? YES. 

But it is NOT okay to shove our questions about Destiel in Jensen’s face and then get angry at him because he didn’t cater to our Destiel needs or said something that doesn’t fit with what WE feel is going on with the characters.

STOP READING INTO HIS ANSWERS AND MAKING THEM INTO SOMETHING THEY ARE NOT. 

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Your name: submit What is this?

“Alrighty, boys, I’ve got a favor to ask,” you singsonged as you walked into the living room before plopping yourself down on the couch next to Sam. The two of them groaned, and you shot them both a dark look. “I found a case.”

“Elaborate,” Sam replied, eyes still fixed on the television.

“There’s something weird going on down at a photography place in Wichita. Every time a couple goes in for pictures, one of them is dead within the week.” As you were talking, Dean had shut off the movie, and they were now both giving you their full attention. “Anyway, I need one of you to pretend to be my boyfriend so we can investigate.”

“Why can’t all three of us just come?” Sam asked.

“How exactly would we explain that? ‘Hi, I’m Dean, and this is my girlfriend, Y/N. Oh yeah, and this is my brother Sammy. He wanted to tag along in our couples photo shoot, you know, just for fun.’” Dean took a swig of his beer.

“Oh, so you’re the boyfriend?” Sam responded.

“Obviously.” Dean rolled his eyes.

“Obviously?” Sam snorted, before sarcastically continuing, “What, do you think Y/N likes your natural musk?”

“Better than yours, Old Spice,” Dean replied with a shrug.

Sam ignored his retort. “Oh well. I’m smarter than you are.”

“I’m funnier.”

“Oh, yeah, like that’s going to help you in a life or death situation.”

“So what if it doesn’t? I’m stronger.” Dean said smugly.

“Sure you are,” Sam replied sarcastically.

“Oh, so you really think you’re stronger than I am?”

“No, I don’t think I’m stronger. I know I am.”

Dean pushed himself off the couch, patting Sam on the shoulder. “Keep on dreaming, sweetheart.” He placed his empty beer bottle on the table before walking up to you. “So, I’m picking you up at 8?” He asked with a mischievous grin.

You laughed, blushing in spite of yourself. “I already booked a photoshoot for 5 tomorrow evening.”

“Alright.” He gave you a once over, then grinned. “We’re getting food after, so wear something low cut. You know what dinner dates tend to lead to.” His voice was husky, and he winked at you before walking towards the doorway. Just as he was about the leave, he spun on his heel.

“Oh, and Sammy?”

“What?” His younger brother responded, disgruntled.

Everyone likes my natural musk.” He flashed a wide smile before walking away, leaving both you and Sam lost for words.

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Good Old Days- Sam Wilkinson Imagine

Request: Can I have an imagine with Sammy based on the song when we were young by adele

You sat in your dorm room typing away at your english essay when your floor suddenly became very loud. There was screaming and jumping and when the noise finally became quiet, you opened your door. 

“What’s going on?” You asked, Lane, one of the girls across the hall from you. 

“Kelly found her old Justin Timberlake CD, they’ve been blasting Sexy Back for hours.” She said, before heading to join the others. 

You stood in your doorway, listening to Sexy Back and your mind instantly traveled back to when you were younger. You thought of your best friend Sammy and how whenever this song came on the radio, you two would go wild. It was the song that created the amazing bond you two have and it’ll be the song that creates a lifetime of memories. 

You closed your door and played the song within your room. You looked up at the wall of photos you had, most of them had Sammy in them and you couldn’t help but wish you were back home. You two have never spent this much time apart and to know that you can’t just walk down the street and hangout with him was one of the hardest parts of heading off to school.

You picked up your phone and dialed his number. You waited for him to pick up but it went to voicemail. 

“Hey Sammy, it’s me. I just heard Sexy Back and decided to give you a call. Remember when we would make our very own music video to that song every weekend when we were younger? It would be different every time. I’m surprised we could even think of that many storylines. Now, I’m just sitting on my bed looking at the photo I took of you on my last day in Omaha. We were talking about how growing up was awful and it really made us sad to even think about. And as much as I wanted to cry in that moment, I just couldn’t. The street light was shinning so perfectly on your face and I know it sounds cheesy but, right then and there is when I saw my future. You are the one person that I need in my life. Whether it’s to make stupid music videos with or to have the most serious conversations ever. You’re my best friend, Sammy. I just thought I’d let you know. Bye Nerd.”

You ended the call and took one last look at the photo of Sam on your wall. It was your all-time favourite photo of him and you took it with you wherever you went. Before you knew it, it was time for class, so you grabbed your bag and headed off. 

As you returned back to your dorm, Lane came out of hers. 

“You’ve got a super hot guy in your room right now.” She said, smiling.

You opened your door and sitting on your bed was Sammy. 

“Sam…” You said, with wide eyes. “What? How? When? Why?” 

“I got your message.” He said, getting up and walking over to you. “I thought we could go be little kids again…at least for the day.”

You wrapped your arms around him and everything in your life was what it was supposed to be. You felt like you guys were 10 again and nothing made you happier.

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I Wanted You (A Sammy Wilkinson Imagine)

Sometimes people drift apart and lose sight of what they want. Andrea and Sammy were no different. 

My boyfriend Sammy had been gone on tour for 3 months now with Jack and Jack. I was really missing him, but couldn’t help but fill the emptiness by hanging out with some of my other guy friends. 

One night I was hanging out with my friend jake when I received a text from Sam, it said:

Hey baby, I know we face time all the time and call each other but it’s just not enough, I need to see your beautiful face in person.NOW. 

I responded with:

Baby I miss you too but you will be home in a week and a half you can’t bail on the Jack’s now. 

It took a couple minutes to respond: 

I know, but I have to. It seems like all I see is you being happy in photos and sad during calls and I want you to be happy all the time and if that means me coming home early then I will. 

Me:

I don’t want you to leave but if you feel like you need to then do it. 

After that I told Jake I needed to go home because I honestly just felt like I needed to cry altering talking to Sam. 

The Next Day:

I woke up to someone warm next to me. I turned to see Sammy fast asleep next to me. He must have gotten in early this morning and fallen asleep. I hugged him tight until he woke up. Good morning beautiful, he whispered and kissed my nose. He then kissed my lips. When he pulled away I felt different then I used to. Like there was nothing magical about the way Sam kissed me anymore. I wasn’t sure if Sammy had felt the same way until he stood up. He looked sad. Then he started to talk:

Look Andrea I don’t know what it is but something just isn’t the same. When I kissed you a couple months ago it felt like there was a fire inside both of us and nothing could tame it. This came even with the simplest of kisses and now I feel like we are distant from each other. You hang out with boys that I don’t even know and I know you are trying to fill the emptiness, but I can’t help feeling like you want something different then me. 

At this point the tears were streaming down my face and my bottom lip was quivering. I knew what was coming next and I no longer had the words to deny it. 

So Sammy continued to talk:

Please don’t cry it will only make this harder. I have loved you since day one, but for the past couple of months I think we have both loved each other less and less. And I understand these things happen and I wish it hadn’t happened to us, but I think this needs to be over. I guess what I’m trying to say is we should be over. 

Now I was in full sob and Sammy was too. I tried to talk but the only thing I could say was Sammy. He rushed over to me and hugged me. He just kept saying sorry and that it was for the best. As he walked out the door with ted stained cheeks the only thing I could manage to say was

“What I wanted was you" 

And without a turn of his head he was gone. 

anonymous asked:

What was it like meeting Nate? Like how was he / what did he say? I NEED THE DEETS

It was great actually. I met him at an airport for a show he and Sammy were doing with Sammy Adams. Nate is all-around amazing. He, Swazz, and Sammy got out their exit terminal and walked right over to the group of us (about 7) and we pretty much just talked. After everyone got their photos and what not, (most girls surrounded Sammy, but whatever that’s not me - fuck that #teamnate) I went over to him and said “Nathan we have a bug problem” he goes “what’s that ma” (put his arm around me jfc he smells so good) and I said you definitely WEREN’T at my Jack and Jack meet and greet for the show on G’s birthday!“ Nate said he was sick, and I wasn’t having it. I blatantly said out loud, "Yea sure you were Nate. What is ‘sick’ the code word for you were too fucked up? What were you high or hungover?” Nate basically just laughed and Sammy (who was sitting down talking to fans about 10 paces away from Nate and I) was like “yo, what did she say!?!?” They obviously thought I was joking but I was dead ass. Then Nate went, “No, I wasn’t I was actually sick. I would have still been there if I was still drunk of high” and I went “alright sure w.e ” then he said “it’s doesn’t matter though I’m here now”

Then two of the girls that were there with my friend and I told Nate they were gonna bring him brownies and I cut in and said what kind, and he john and Sammy just shook their heads and me and Nate went “girl if you don’t chill”. While the other girls were talking to Sammy and Nate, I talked to john I asked him about his flight and stuff then Nate came back over to my friend john and I, and I said “Nate put me on your next track” he said “alright what’s your name” I told him, he said “****** from Dc (I don’t remember the rest) and I said wait I’m not from DC, I’m from Maryland. He asked "what I was doing all the way out here in dc ” and I said “to see you dumbass why else” but clearly Nate doesn’t know where Maryland is because I like about 15 minutes away from downtown DC. He asked who was coming to the show, and surprisingly I was the only one there with a ticket. Then I told Nate I had a ticket for by friend who was there with me but she didn’t know if she should go. He told her she needed to be there yadaya. I asked him if he was gonna do their remix to higher and he was all yeah and asked if I liked it. I said yeah, but it’s weird. I don’t really like j. Cole that much. At this point Nate and John looked like they were gonna kill me. “What do you mean, how do you not like j cole” I told them it’s not that I don’t like him it’s just that he’s not my first choice" Nate understood and said “okay but as long as you liked it right” and I replied “yes! I knew you had it in you, but Sammy’s verse went there” that was basically it for the airport. We (my friend from the airport and the ones who werw waiting at the venue) saw them throughout the day because people around us aren’t that interested into them, or at least they weren’t when I saw them. After the show, we took more photos with them and my another one of my friends asked Nate why he wasn’t at the meet and greet for G’s 18th and I cut in saying “he was 'sick’, using heavy quotations. He shoved me, clicked/sucked his teeth and said "girl if you don’t shut up. I was sick” we pretty much waited for all the girls that just heard of them and wanted a picture to clear out and we basically talked until all of our rides were there and then Sammy, Nate, and John went in the tour bus with Sammy Adams. After that all much friends and I woke up with follows.

Not gonna lie. Meeting Nate was the best moment of my life. I love him so much it’s crazy. He’s so passionate about what he does. He’s so loyal and dedicated to his fans. I really appreciate him. I’m so whipped, but he’s literally the reason why I smile.