i should turn my car around right now

Walking on Air

i.e. Jungkook takes his girlfriend to Hawaii

Jungkook x Reader

Genre: Fluff, fluff, teasing, dash of angst, oral, and more fluff

Word Count: 7,272 (holy fuck, kill me. I wrote this in two days, plus I did a hell of a lot of research just for this scenario)

Anonymous Ask: “can you do a drabble for jungkook like you did for tae? Btw i loved the taehyung drabble a lot”

Originally posted by mayfifolle

*I changed the gif b/c the other one wasn’t working and it irked me.

A/N: Voíla! Thanks again for the ask Nonnie! Okay, so before you all read this go look up Westin Maui Resort ‘cause holy shit, I wanna go! 

Here’s a virtual tour of the resort: https://youtu.be/R7g3GfhG81Q

Important Note:Most italicized words in dialogue are in Korean. Non-italicized are in English.” *Y/N is a native english-speaker, but is fluent in Korean as well; and at this point in time, Jungkook is finally fluent in english.* (I apologize to those of you who aren’t native english speakers. I just thought it was an interesting concept, especially because I wanted to see Namjoon’s responses to this couple.)

-Also, Yeobo is a term of affection between typically older married couples, but I think it’s cute (and apparently so does real life Jungkook (*>ω<*).)

Song: Walking on Air by Katy Perry

As you stepped into the fresh open air outside of the airport on the island of Maui, you gasped.

“Holy shit, this is amazing!” You were in awe of the island’s beauty, having never been there before, and you couldn’t help but wonder how you’d gotten to be so lucky. Who else could say that they’d been asked by their wonderful boyfriend to go to Hawaii with him and his 6 other friends, just ‘cause? You doubted there were many who could.

You circled in place, taking in as much of the scenery as possible. Everything was so vibrant and beautiful. From where you were, you couldn’t see the ocean, but it couldn’t have been too far away. You couldn’t wait to go exploring.

“Jungkook! Oh my god! Are you seeing this?”

Jungkook laughed at your outburst. “Yes, Y/N. I see it. Remember? I’ve been here before.

You turned to your boyfriend and glared. “Well, excuse me for being a nobody.

Jungkook reached out and touched your shoulder. “Yah, Y/N-ah. Don’t be like that.”

You slapped his hand away, and picked up your luggage, walking towards the van in a huff. “Whatever.”

Behind you, Jungkook rolled his eyes at your behavior. You could be so difficult sometimes. He caught up to you and grabbed your bags before you could protest, stashing them in the van. “Yah! Jungkook-ah! What do you think you’re doing?!” Said man turned and grinned at you before pulling you in for a quick kiss.

I don’t know what you mean?” He said innocently.

You pushed him off of you gently, and turned to climb into the van. “Aish, you’re so difficult.”

Jungkook followed you into the vehicle, and proceeded to sit next to you in the back. “Oho? I’m the one being difficult? Have you met yourself, missy?

You turned to him and scoffed. “What’s that supposed to mean?

Jungkook scooted closer to you, pressing himself against your arm, and whispered, “It means, princess, that you’re difficult sometimes,” and pressed a kiss against the tip of your nose.

You slapped his arm in retaliation. “Yah! What do you mean sometimes?

Jungkook just giggled as you repeatedly smacked his arm. “It means that the other half of the time, you’re my wonderful girlfriend, whom I love very much, and would do anything for.

He gently took the wrist of the hand you were beating him with into his own, and brushed his lips against the knuckles. You blushed shyly in response to his romantic actions.


Jungkook intertwined his fingers with yours, and bit his lip. “You’re so adorable when you get all shy.

Yoongi, whom you hadn’t realized had already climbed into the van, grunted tiredly. “Aish. How do you two have so much energy?

Jungkook looked surprised as well. “How are you still sleepy, hyung? You slept the entire time we were on the plane!”

Yoongi slowly turned to look at Jungkook. “Well, trying to get any sleep on an 11 hour journey in a flying lighting rod isn’t exactly comforting, nor is it the right setting to get any kind of real rest. Especially when I’m surrounded by idiots such as yourself.”

You snorted. “Oppa, you can sleep anywhere. You’re not fooling anyone.”

Yoongi huffed and turned back towards the front.

You turned back to Jungkook, shaking your head. “Who’s the difficult one again?”

You both giggled as Hoseok and Jin climbed into the seats in front of you.

What are you two giggling about back there?” Hoseok furrowed his eyebrows at the two of you, and smiled a bit in endearment.

You and Jungkook grinned at each other. “Aha… Nothing~.”

Jin shook his head at yours and Jungkook’s antics. “Aish, you kids. Buckle up because we are about to leave.

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Let Me See It

Characters: Dean x Reader, Sam

Word Count: 1,439

Warnings: a little bit of angst. a lot of Dean fluff

Request: You and the Winchesters go on a hunt and one of you gets hurt. How will you be able to hide it without coming across as weak?

Author’s Note: If you want to be tagged, leave an ask or message and I’ll add you! Same goes for my Series Rewrite! If you want to request a fic, please send them in! I love writing what you guys want!

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Originally posted by thejabberwock

You were the kind of person that doesn’t like to be seen as weak. You were a part of the Winchester family and being weak wasn’t one of the job descriptions. You were Dean’s girlfriend and Dean was such a brave man that takes pain a champ. The least you could do was do the same.

The huge gash on your side didn’t even hurt if you didn’t think about it too much. Pain demanded to be felt and if you focused on something else, it didn’t hurt too much. You hid it from Sam and Dean and so far, it’s been working but if Dean kept going over potholes, you would make a noise and then you would be in trouble for hiding it.

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Undeniable Heat Chapter 18: All Hell Breaks Loose

Jensen Ackles x Reader

1300 Words

Story Summary: You’ve just gotten a job as one of the makeup artists on the set of Supernatural. Nervous on the first day, you become completely awkward, winning the affection of the divorced Jensen Ackles. You try to fight your desire for him, but he thwarts you at every turn. Will you be able you separate work and play, or will you let Jensen win?

Catch Up Here: Masterpost

Author’s Note: Please don’t hate me! Violence and abuse are mentioned in this chapter. 

Jensen’s P.O.V.

I ignored Jared the rest of the car ride back into town, not wanting to rehash the fact that I should be talking to Y/N instead of sulking. I knew I should talk to her, and planned on it. But for right now, I needed time to myself, to think, and forget about the fact that every single woman I seemed to fall for seemed to stray.

As soon as Cliff pulled up to the corner, I was hoping out of the car, not even turning around when Jared yelled out the window. “Don’t shut yourself in! You need to talk to her or I will!” You heard him exclaim, before I pushed through the door and into the building. With my head down, I walked through the crowded lobby of my apartment building, ignoring the people standing around.

“Excuse me.” A voice said as a man pushed past me. I looked up, into a pair of dark brown eyes as they stared at me in curiosity as I tried to push past. “Can you tell me if the elevator takes a key? I need to drop something off at an apartment.” He said, and I finally stopped, frustrated.

“No, it doesn’t take a key. Now if you will excuse me.” I grumbled, entering the elevator, glancing at my phone as it shut. The weird man didn’t follow along, but I was grateful, knowing he probably would have tried to strike up a conversation, and I didn’t feel like talking.

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Her or Me-Jordie Benn

Requested: Yes | No

Word Count: 1893

Warnings: Language, toppless kissing

Disclaimer: This was one of the first imagines that I wrote, I think it’s pretty poor in writing style but other than that it’s alright. Not one of my favorites that I’ve ever done. (Y/NN=your nickname)



I checked my phone for what must have been the tenth time since I sat down 20 minutes ago. I just got back from visiting my mom in my hometown and my best friend, Jordie Benn, was supposed to be meeting me at the Starbucks just down the road from my apartment complex. It wasn’t like him to be late without texting me first, or to even be 20 minutes late.

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Because When It’s Only Raining, It's Better To Surrender - Part 3


Author: @dylan-trash-tbh & @golddaggers

Pairing: Stuart x Reader  


Warnings: abusive relationship, swearing, smut 

 A/N: PART THREE! this part fucked me up so much. I was so frustrated and I changed it 2636382 times. And to be totally honest.. I hated the whole thing and was really close to giving up.

You can thank @golddaggers for not letting me delete this and for motivating me. Thank you sooooooo much for helping me again and for being my partner in crime for this 🐷💕


Part 1  Part 2

Originally posted by minsmochi

Stuart backed away, his eyes widening a little. The shock etched to his irises told me that he was not expecting me to say that nor the fact I had a boyfriend.

“Excuse me?” The brown haired man in front of me asked, finally breaking the uncomfortable silence. “You have a what?”

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bothersome - part 1

Pairing: oh sehun x reader

Summary: “I bother you because I always want your attention.”

Part: 1/?

part 2

“Stop bothering me,” I roll my eyes as I try to walk away from Sehun. He smirks and walks in front of me, trapping me against him and the countertop. I sigh, crossing my arms. “I just finished cleaning the dorm from that stupid bet I made with Baekhyun. What more could you possibly need from me now?”

“What, I can’t talk to my best friend?” He asks and raises an eyebrow. I look him up and down before scoffing and rolling my eyes.

“Friends don’t talk like this, Sehun. Now, stop bothering me. I have places to be,” I say, trying to push him away. I groan when he doesn’t even budge. In fact, he gets closer to my face and smirks.

“I know that’s a lie. You told Chen you were going to get ice cream with him later.”

I shrug, smiling innocently and try once more to get out of his trap. I groan, getting fed up as I stomp my foot on the ground. “SUHO, SEHUN WON’T STOP BOTHERING ME.”


“I wasn’t even doing anything,” Sehun complains and steps back, finally letting me go. I stick my tongue out at him and he smirks. I roll my eyes and go to the living room where the rest of the boys are. I smile as I take a seat near Kai on the couch. He smiles back at me before going back to whatever he was doing on his phone.

Baekhyun comes running into the room with a huge grin. I laugh from seeing how excited he is.

“Did you do it?”

“Of course I did, otherwise you would’ve tickled me until I peed myself,” I say and smile, making Baekhyun laugh. We high five and he takes a seat beside me. Sehun sits on the couch next to me. I put my hand on the armrest and Sehun seeing this opportunity, he puts his hand on his armrest. He puts his hand under mine and repeatedly hits it to bother me.

Instead of watching the movie that was on, Baekhyun turns to Sehun and I. He finds entertainment in what Sehun was doing and joins in by poking me in the side. I jerk away from him and groan, just wanting to be at peace.

“I’m going home,” I say and stand up, making everyone whine for me to stay. Baekhyun pouts and tries to pull me down. “Then tell these jerks to leave me alone! I just want to watch the movie.”

“Aw, you’re pouting. How cute,” Baekhyun giggles and pokes me one more time before turning back to the movie. Sehun chuckles and stands up, squishing himself in between Baekhyun and I. I sigh as he picks me up and places me on his lap. He wraps his arms around my waist, swaying us back and forth.

“See, why can’t you guys always get along like that?” Suho asks and I shrug.

“It’s because he’s always bothering me.”

“Just wait, he’ll become bothersome again in a bit,” Xiumin says and I nod, knowing Sehun’s sweetness was short lived. Not even a minute after he says this, he begins poking me in the side and I groan, jerking away from him.

“Goodbye.” I groan. I sigh deeply as Sehun squeezes me tightly, pressing his cheek against my back. I clear my throat, trying not to say that was adorable as I blush. The boys smirk and tease me for my red cheeks by pointing at them. I shush them and they giggle.

“If you really want to go, Sehun can walk you home,” Chanyeol says and looks at him. I feel him nod against my back before standing up, letting me go. I hug each member and bid them farewell, promising Chen to get ice cream another time. I follow after Sehun as he closes the door behind us once I get out the dorm.

I look up at the sky, admiring the many stars and moon.

“The night sky’s so pretty.”

I hear Sehun mumble something, but he turns away before I can ask. I stuff my hands into the pockets of my jacket, getting cold. I advert my attention from the sky to the streets in front of me. Sehun chuckles and flicks my red nose. I groan, turning to glare at him.

“Are you that bored already and feel the need to bother me right now?” I ask and he nods with a smirk. “I should’ve known.”

We continue our walk home while he continues to poke me in the side. I would walk away from him, but he’d pull me right back next to him each time. He claims I wasn’t being safe around passing cars and needed to stay by his side. I blush, hiding behind my scarf.

“I know I have to be careful in the streets. I’m not a child, Sehun.”

“You should be glad I’m here to protect you, otherwise who knows what danger you would put yourself in.”

“Thank you, my savior.” I roll my eyes.

“Actually, I prefer to be called your prince.”

“So bothersome.”

Inside Out

Time licks up my legs like flames. Multitudes on platform 12b watch their own changeable minds flit by on screens. I keep remembering futures in which there is no going back to coming in from the same rain. Hot in my chest, they make me more dear. All at sea memories are groundless now: your ghost only speaks to mine when the moment demands a riddle. I run a fever in circles around your decisions, thinking of the kisses under your breath.

Your silence is a believer, a person in its own right, with the promise of a past. I think you should come back before indifference tilts the balance, extinguishing us as well as the giraffes. Multitudes watch you now: accolades buoy you up and turn you cynical. Dark switches out for bare-boned brightness in the car. Streetlight solitude, acrid memories of incandescent strangers. It’s time. Legs all around move like water. Your ghost leaves me with the relief of absent poison.

strength in you (wroetoshaw)

prompt: i wanted to start a preference series in which each boy reacts to you (the reader) being admitted into hospital. [1/7]

warnings: trauma relating to car accidents, minor swearing.

note: inspired by and dedicated to the victims of the tragedy that happened last week in the melbourne cbd. praying for all those involved and recovering. ❤

harry’s pov
y/n was my other half, and i sure had a knack for knowing when something was up with her. it had been a few hours since y/n had left to go out shopping with sarah.

i just had a feeling that something was wrong. they had been gone for quite some time and neither had called to say they’d be late coming home.

the awful feeling kept growing inside as i raised my arm to knock on callum’s door. “cal” my voice cracked slightly with nervousness as i stepped inside his room.

he looked away from his screen briefly to make eye contact with me. cal had been editing for quite some time now, and the girl’s whereabouts clearly hadn’t crossed his mind.

“harry, you look distressed. what’s wrong buddy?” cal’s voice is calm, not showing a hint of anxiety. he moves his chair to an extent away from his desk. i take this as an invitation to discuss what’s bothering me as i sit across from my roommate on the edge of his bed.

i play around with my fingers, out of habit. i stare down at them hoping it will make my worries disappear. realising that cal was waiting for me to speak i voice my concerns to him.

“the girls left around lunch time, and it’s beginning to get dark out..i haven’t heard from y/n and i’m worried.” looking over my shoulder and out the window it’s evident that the sun has well and truely set, and night was setting upon us.

cal reaches forward to pat my shoulder in a comforting way. “don’t stress mate, i bet y/n is out looking for the perfect present for your birthday next week and has just lost track of time. if something was up we would know by now.”

after reassuring me that everything was alright cal insisted he got back to work and suggested i did the same to get my mind off of things.

if only it was that easy for myself to reciprocate cal’s calm aura. i slumped down in the desk chair only being able to half heartily work on editing. i was somewhat distracted by the voice in my head suggesting that ‘something was up’ which seemed to only get louder.

time had barely past when callum burst through the door not wasting time knocking.

“sarah, baby calm down” comforting his girlfriend through the phone. he quickly pulled the phone away from his ear in order to switch to loud speaker. “i’m with harry. now please, just tell me what’s wrong.”

sarah was lightly crying into the receiver which made my heart drop, throat run dry and caused my hands begin to sweat.

“y/n” i tried to express, but my voice got lost somewhere along the line meaning it could only faintly be heard, if at all. another sob let out from sarah affirmed my assumptions.

“ha-harry” she choked. “it’s-it’s-it’s y/n. there was an-an acc-accident and she-she’s in the hospital.” even with sarah’s constant stuttering while she attempted to catch her breath, it was clear to me what she had just said.

i couldn’t respond, i didn’t know how to react. “okay, calm down gorgeous. just stay where you are and we will be there soon. try to take deep long breaths, we’re on our way” cal says before hanging up the call.

“harry c'mon, let’s get tobi to drive us to the hospital. neither of us are in the right mind to do it ourselves” he admits while inching closer to me. his hand rests on my shoulder -like it did earlier- making me flinch.

i’m angry, i’m upset, i’m disappointed all in myself. i’m experiencing so many different emotions and yet at the same time i feel emotionless.

i grab anything in arms reach and begin to throw it. callum’s doing everything he can to stop me but it doesn’t work. i’m not even worried about freezy in the other room or our neighbours. i want to scream, and i do. although my voice betrays me as it turns into myself violently sobbing. my knees give way as i fall to the floor and curl up in a ball.

my world, my everything. taken away from me just like that. i feel so powerless and somewhat responsible. i shouldn’t have brushed it off as nothing, i should have rang to check in on her. i regret not being able to hear her sweet angelic voice for i may never hear it again.

“harry” callum all but shouts to get my undivided attention. “i’m sorry to be the one to tell you this, but you need to man up a little. you need to be strong for her. your the one who’s going to help y/n through this. sitting here crying is doing fuck all, now c'mon buddy get up. tobi’s agreed to meet us by his car.”

true to callux’s word tobi was standing by his car, keys in hand.

i disregard tobi’s greeting and his sympathetic apology for what has happened. i know he means well but i’m in no state to care. in fact, if he had material items in the back of the car i would probably be throwing them at him by now.


we pull up outside the hospital and i’m torn between running right past the nursing station to sit next to my love, and staying in the car to continue crying and pretending nothing happened.

“i’ll keep her in my prayer haz” tobi turns to face me in the back seat as he fondles his cross -that hung loosely around his neck- in between his fingers. i try to return a weak smile but it almost seems impossible. “i’m going to go park the car in the car park, the others should be here soon” is the last thing tobi says before i exit his vehicle.

sarah instinctively runs up to the two of us wrapping her arms around us both. cal pulls her in separately to comfort her, while running his hand along her back soothingly as he whispers ‘it’s okay’ repeatedly in her ear.

my mind drifts to my princess located somewhere behind the doors leading into the ICU. my eyes fall back to my best mate and his girlfriend and i can’t help but think that i might not ever experience anything like that again.

“harry i’m so sorry” sarah sympathies with me, bringing me too into another hug.

“can i ask wh-what h-h-happened?” my voice trembled, terrified of what her answer would be.

“we were on the main street mall, and a car illegally came speeding down the lane. people were running everywhere screaming, trying to hide within the stores. y/n, she saw it first. she um,” she hesitates for a second. “she pushed me out the way. y/n saved my life. i’m sorry i didn’t do more to save her in return” she explains once again getting emotional.

“it’s not your fault. it sounds exactly like the thing y/n would do. of course she would put someone before herself” a weak smile finds its way on my lips, even if it won’t reach my eyes. i swallow the lump in my throat hoping it will stop the tears threatening to fall because i know i need to be strong, for her.

“can we see miss y/l/n?” callux asks the lavender lady on my behalf.

the elderly woman looks up from her paperwork, evidently tired from a long shift and a rush of patiences coming in from the same accident y/n had been involved in. she holds up one finger signalling that she will be with us in one moment, before dialling a number on the desk phone.

after hanging up she turns back to the three of us. “she’s just gotten out of emergency and is currently in a critical state. i’m only permitted to let one person through at a time, what relationship do you have with the patient?”

“boyfriend” i step forward my heart continuing to pace with every second the two of us are apart.

“room 15, it’s one with a nursing station at the end of her bed. my deepest condolences sir” she says offering a sad smile.

“good luck buddy” cal and sarah say bringing me in for a final comforting hug.

i don’t look back as i step through the intensive care unit doors, sanitising my hands and sauntering off to find my princess.

i find her room, the sight making me drop to my knees beside her bed. i’ve never seen her so broken. i can no longer be strong for the both of us, for i need her to comfort me and tell me everything will turn out just fine. she was always good at keeping me calm, especially with a temper like mine. it’s hard when the roles are reversed and i have to be the optimistic one.

she’s covered in a number of cuts and bruise, and i’m almost sure she’s suffered a couple of broken bones. “y/n” i whisper softly, although i’m left disappointed when i’m not met with her beautiful eyes.

“i’m sorry sir, i don’t know if you’ve been notified but miss y/l/n has entered a coma. the impact of the car knocked her out instantly, she suffered cuts to the head amongst other places. she potentially has internal bleeding, but we’re still waiting for her scan results to come in” the nurse informs me.

“how long until she wakes up” i say taking her cold hand in mine, lacing our fingers together. it sounds stupid but i hope by doing this, i’ll get some sort of response from the girl who’s almost lifeless body lies before me.

“it’s hard to tell. it could be a few days, it could be months.”

i bring her hand up to my lips as hot tears run down my face for what feels like the millionth time today. “i promise i’ll never leave your side. i’m not giving up on you or us. your in everyone’s thoughts and prayers. in mine, your family’s, in sarah’s, in tobi’s and even the rest of the guys. none of us are giving up and you can’t either, your too precious and we’d all be lost with out you.”

i talk to her for hours, hoping she will respond, but she never does…

Imagine #37 Fishing (Tyler Seguin) *requested*

“To be completely honest, I’m kind of tired of doing the typical dinner-and-a-movie thing with you. We should do something different this weekend,” Tyler said over the phone. He was on his way back to our shared apartment from his morning workout.

Tyler and I had been dating for a year, and it seems that we always did the same thing. We would always go out to dinner and hit the same spots downtown. We were just both really busy for our jobs, we didn’t have much time for creativity.

“I agree, we’re getting kind of boring. What should we do?” I responded.

“Hmm” he thought. “Why don’t we go fishing? I haven’t gone since I was in high school, and I know you haven’t been in awhile.”

I smiled at all the memories that popped into my head. I had grown up on a huge farm in Oklahoma, but since I moved to Dallas to work, I didn’t get much time to do those outdoorsy things.

“Yes! That would be so much fun. Let’s go when you get home?” I asked, really excited.

“Sure thing, babe. I’ll be there in like 15 minutes, I’m going to go steal some fishing stuff from Jamie’s house.” Tyler responded.

“Okay, see you soon. I love you! Can’t wait.” I said, knowing that he could hear my smile.

“I love you, beautiful. I can’t wait either!”

45 minutes later

Tyler and I were driving in his black Jeep Wrangler on our way to the nearest lake. His right hand was resting on my thigh. He was wearing a Costa hat backwards and a long sleeve Realtree shirt. I loved how my Canadian man could pull off that rugged country boy look.

“You know,” he began, looking over at me. “You’re kind of killing me right now in the flannel and shorts. Looking like a little Daisy Duke over there, baby.” I smiled. I was wearing an oversized flannel button down, torn up jean shorts, and a white tank top. My brown hair was down in messy, beachy waves.

“Is that a compliant, Seguin?” I asked. He squeezed my hand and laughed. “Because… we can always turn around and I can put some sweats on?” I said, teasing him.

“Well my girl looks good in anything, but I’m kind of loving this look right now.” He winked.

We pulled up to the lake and unloaded the jeep. “Babe, you should put the top back on the car. It’s kind of overcast outside, I don’t want it to rain inside your car.” I suggested.

“Good thinking, babe.” He said, as he put the top back on the jeep.

Luckily, the clouds in the sky had deterred others from coming to the lake that day. We walked down the dock and sat on the end, baiting our hooks.

After about five minutes of sitting and waiting, I had a bite. There was a lot of pull from the other end, so I stood up to keep from falling in the water. Tyler pulled his line out of the water and set it down, getting up to help me.

“Can my country girl handle it?” Tyler asked with a smile.

“I think so-“ I started, but then I got pulled forward by whatever was in the water.

“Woah there. I think this fish is trying to steal my girlfriend!” Tyler said, coming up behind me and putting his hands on my hands to help me pull the fish out.

We finally were able to pull a huge catfish out of the water. Tyler was still standing behind me and helping.

I turned around into Tyler’s arms, thinking he would let go of me and help me with the fish, since it was still flopping around on the dock. But he didn’t. His hands gripped my waist tightly when I faced him, and he leaned in to kiss me. As soon as our lips met, it started to pour.

I dropped the fishing pole, and my arms wrapped around his neck. He was pulling me closer and closer into him, our kisses getting longer and French. His tongue felt warm and comforting inside my mouth, and the way he sucked on my bottom lip aroused me just enough to let out a small moan.

I dropped down from my tip toes after about five minutes. Tyler took that as a hint, and picked me up. I wrapped my legs around his waist, my center growing more and more warm and wet.

Tyler pulled back. “I guess it’s a good thing we put the top up on the jeep, huh babe?” He looked up at the sky, referencing the torrential downpour. I laughed and he began to kiss up and down my neck, causing me to tip my head backwards and moan. “Let’s go home” he said. “No, babe.” I said firmly. “I can’t wait that long”. A sexual look developed in his eyes. “To the jeep.” He said.  

Wingless Empire

Parts I II

Characters: You x Kris 
Genre: Romance, Fluff, Major Feels

“Oh, what a beautiful day!” your husband stretched his arms out and drummed his fingers against his wide opened mouth as he yawned.

His long legs elongated passed the row of seats of the airport lobby to the center of the hall.  

“Easy for you to say!” you pouted, “I didn’t sleep a single ounce.”

YiFan froze in place.  “Did I kick around a lot last night?” he asked, already caved in guilt that he had stolen his newly-wedded wife’s beauty sleep.

You shook your head, “No, you were actually really sound asleep…” A bashful smile spread across your lips as you quietly added, “…and very cute.”  Hehe.

The left corner of his lips curled up as he caught your shy remark.  Like an expert, he extended his lengthy limbs out, as if they were wings, and draped them effortlessly over your shoulders.  “Then why was my Baobei not able to sleep last night?” he questioned as he planted a sweet kiss against your temples.  Immediately, the wrinkles on your skin smoothened out under his magical touch.

Biting your lower lip, you played with a leather tassel hanging from his jacket and contemplated whether or not you should reveal your insecurities.  What if he thought you were crazy or a chicken – or worse of all, what if he brushed your fears off as an over-paranoia, just as everyone else did?    

“Hm?” your handsome husband hummed as he pressed you tighter against his chest.  Naturally, you encircled your arms around his waist.

“Hm…are you going to laugh at me?” you poked your head out of his embrace and mumbled.

“Babe, what did I promised you, just a few days ago, before I slipped this ring on your finger?” his tone was unusually stern and serious as he stroked your slim princess hands with his thumb.

“I vow to cherish, to love, to protect you through good times and in bad, in sickness and in health, til death do us part,” YiFan’s wedding vow sung in your ears, filling your heart with sugared marshmallows and hot chocolate.  You melted back into his arms with the most foolish grin plastered over your face.

“Hehe,” you giggled into his chest.  He tickled you with butterfly kisses along your neckline and trailed his lips across your skin until his chiseled nose rested against yours.  Mischievous and greasy as ever, he shook his head back and forth to rub his nose flirtatiously against yours.  You succumbed to another fit of giggles and almost fell over your chair had your quick-minded husband not have caught you in time.  With cheeks painted in fresh coral pink, you gazed into his enchanted eyes of the galaxy, which sparkled brighter than stars in the velvety night sky.  Smiling his adorable gummy grin, he leaned in to pepper your lips with silly pecks.  You squealed in delight, coloring his world with vibrant colors and sunshines.

Was it possible to be this in love?

Abruptly, he pulled away.  You leaned in for another quick smooch but YiFan craned his neck back and shook one finger up to you.  Your brows furrowed together in utter confusion.

“Nuh-uh.  Not until the Little Bunny confesses to her hubby why she couldn’t sleep last night,” he recalled the previous conversation.


“Um…” you fidgeted around.  YiFan leaned in closer to notify you that you had his undivided attention.  “Uh…how should I put this?”  Legit struggle bus.  “I’ve never been on a plane before,” you simply laid out.


You peeped your head out to look at his reaction.  Was he laughing?  Was he disgusted?  Did he think you were ridiculous?  Instead, his handsome face appeared as a clean slate.  It wasn’t that you were ashamed or wanted to keep something like that a secret from him.  It was just so trivial that it never came up in conversations.  Both frugal people, you two hardly traveled and resorted to taking trailer buses or driving on road trips for mini vacations.    

“Hubby…” you tugged on his sleeve.

Instantly, his expressions softened into a quiet chuckle.  “What does that have to do with you not getting any sleep though?”  

“Hm…I’m…scared,” you finally admitted.


“Mmhm…” you straightened yourself upright to better study his reactions as you poured your heart out.  “What if something happens?”

“Nothing will happen, Babe,” he soothed.

“How do you know that?” you immediately countered.  “We will be flying in the middle of nothing for 15 hours!  What if we fall?  What if the engine breaks down?  What if we get sucked into the Bermuda Triangle?!” you counted down your worries.

“Honey,” he tried his hardest to suppress his amusement, “We’re flying over the Pacific Ocean.  We won’t even be remotely near the Bermuda Triangle.”

Okay, one down.

“Plus, thousands of planes fly around the world everyday.  It’ll be fine,” your loving husband comforted as he attempted to bring you back into the warmth of his caress but you backed away.

“Planes can go missing,” you frowned, “Ka-peesh Gone.”

“We’re far more likely to get in a car accident than have our plane reroute to Narnia, Babe,” he pinched your cheeks to try to turn your frown upside-down.  But you sulked even more.

You knew it.  You should have kept your worries to yourself.  Now you just felt like a paranoid kid at a dentist office.    

With a content sigh, the attractive young man wrapped both arms tightly around your tiny frame and spoke, “Even if something does happen, I’ll be right next to you.  I’ll protect you.  Even with my last breath, I will never let anything happen to you.”  

You thawed out into a puddle against him.

“Plus, I’m a dragon remember.  Hubby got your back,” he finished and attempted to flex his biceps but ended up accidentally punching himself in the face.


Cracking up like a maniac, you rubbed his bruise and murmured, “Ben Dian.  BenBen.”  Hehe.  I love you, Dummie.

A look of pure satisfaction spread across his face now that he had successfully gotten his worried wife to laugh.  As your giggles lightened, you subconsciously let out a lazy yawn.    

“Sleep on me for a while,” he suggested as your ear fell against the center of his chest.  Da-thump.  Da-thump.  Da-thump.  His heart sung carols merrily into your soul; you wanted to listen to it for the rest of your life.

But the loud, static noise resonating through the intercom instructed for your attendance at the terminal.  The tall attractive stud swung his legs over, stood up, and began to haul the carry-on luggages forward.  Stubbornly, you stayed still.  If even for another minute, the warmth of the cushion against your butt made you feel safer than the airy draft of the dark tunnel.

“I will protect you,” YiFan simply grinned and repeated.  His large hands stretched out to interlace through your tinier ones.  “I will never let anything happen to you,” he kissed you tenderly on the top of your head.  His deep voice never ceased to make you breathless.

With a dulcet smile, you nodded and followed along.  Securities matched your face with the one on your never-been-used passport, patted you down, and scanned you with metal detectors.  Not long after, you discovered yourself in front of the massive aircraft.

“Holy Mother…Lord…have mercy on my soul,” your eyes widened into golf balls as you sucked in your air and stared in awe at the size of the plane.  You’ve never seen an airplane up close before.  It looked like some warzone winged Stryker or some jet taken straight out of a sci-fi movie.  The engine alone could probably fit ten of you inside.

“Ho-how in the world can something so big go up like that?” you wheezed.

Beside you, YiFan smirked and playfully leaned into your ear to huskily whisper, “That’s what she said.”  You almost choked on your saliva.  

Oh my God.  Wu YiFan, you did not.

You turned to him with an expression of regret and speechlessness.  With a low chuckle, he tugged you along to enter the plane and locate your seats.  “Wow,” you kept mouthing at the spectacle.  Everything inside alluded opulence and sophistication.  People of different ages, from infants to senior citizens, gathered together to marvel at the beauty of different cultures and landscapes.  You grew humble at such a rewarding experience.

“Babe, you want window seat?” YiFan stopped at the middle of the aisle to ask.

“Doesn’t matter.”

“Hm, I think you should take the window seat,” he concluded after tapping his chin twice.  You thought he had requested for a kiss and accidentally tiptoed and leaned in.  YiFan burst into uncontrollable laughter when you missed and got him on his stubby chin.  The elderly couple seated on the same row beamed joyfully to one another at the reenactment of young love.

“Are you two going on your Honey Moon?” the friendly grandma asked as the two of you settled down in your seats.

“Yes, we are.” your husband cheered, “I managed to trick this beautiful woman to say ‘I do’.  Hahaha.”

The butterflies in your tummy fluttered about.  How was he so darn perfect?  What did you do to deserve him?  With weakened muscles, your head automatically rested against YiFan’s broad shoulders.  He threw his arm around you as you snuggled in closer.

“You two are really cute,” the lady added, “Warms my heart to see young couples in love.”

“You two are even cuter,” you admired and then peered into YiFan’s eyes, “I hope we will grow old together.”

With a nod, he rested his chin on top of your head and answered, “We will.  We definitely will.”

“Ladies and gentlemen, the Captain has turned on the Fasten Seat Belt sign. If you haven’t already done so, please stow your carry-on luggage underneath the seat in front of you or in an overhead bin. Please take your seat and fasten your seat belt. And also make sure your seat back and folding trays are in their full upright position.”

You stiffened, “But not if we die on this plane.  Eep!”  Reflexively, you hid your face into YiFan’s shoulder blades.  He chuckled and pressed his soft lips against your forehead.

As the plane began to advance forward, your grip around your husband’s arm tightened until his veins protruded out but never once did he mutter a complaint.  Instead, he wrapped your body protectively within his wingspan and repeated, “I will never let anything happen to you.”

The plane lifted off the ground as air knocked out of your lungs.  And then you were flying – drifting miraculously mid air.  But most importantly, the two of you were still alive!  Cautiously, you peeped your head out of your hubby’s chest to check the surroundings.

“See, we’re fine,” he softly hummed as you loosened your grip.

“Are we flying?” you shyly susurrated.

“Mmhm, we sure are,” YiFan answered as you bravely turned around to gaze out the window. The wings of the plane zoomed through clouds as it accelerated higher and higher into the sky. Fields and buildings turned into mere blotches and dots.  Hues of purples, pinks, oranges, and baby blue bled together, enveloping you into the true glory of a sunrise.  Glued to the wonders of nature, you completely twisted your body around in your seat.  Another gasp escaped your lips.

“Hubby!” you called, “Rainbow!”  Excitedly, you tugged his sleeve and pointed out the window.  “I’ve never seen a rainbow this beautiful before!”

The vibrant saturation mirrored those in fairytale paintings.  Overwhelmed in utter bliss, you turned around to take a gander at YiFan’s reaction to the universe’s beauty, only, to catch him gazing dreamily at you.  

“Why aren’t you looking?” you asked dumbfounded, “It’s so beautiful, Honey, look!”  You directed him to the window again but his eyes refused to part from yours.

“I have the most beautiful thing in the world, right in front of me,” your husband earnestly spoke.  Endless colors reflected from your glossy orbs into his.  “I can see every sunrise, every rainbow, every star from your eyes.”

Your body sunk into the cushion of the seat as your heart exploded in incomprehensible emotions.  Every muscle, every cell relaxed under YiFan’s caress.  For, even though he didn’t have wings, his love gave you the power to soar through endless boundaries of the limitless sky.  A wingless empire.

“Get some sleep, okay?” the flawless human-dragon coated your heartstrings with honey.  You nuzzled your face into the crook of his neck and closed your eyes.  I love you so much.  He rested his lip right on top of your ear and you could almost hear him smirk.  The nerve-endings on your ear excitedly celebrated as his breath tickled your skin.  “…Because, Babe, we’re going to be up all night…” he naughtily remarked and added a sultry groan.  You slapped his chest.

a/n: AYOOooooOooo MY BUNBUNS!!!!  DID YOU MISS ME?!  TT_TT PanPan Unnie has been stuck in writer’s block.  I have so many stories which are half done but I end up giving up on them because for some reason writing angst makes me really sad now.  So here’s a random fluff I thought of last night because I’ve been getting lots of YiFan feels lately.  Maybe, this will turn into a light-hearted series :D.


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[ now there is a part II ;) ]                      

The Game’s On- Part 1

Originally posted by inthisworldoranother

Originally posted by whatafantasyy

Request// That pack mom imagine was so cute! Could i request a similar one where the reader is the supernatural mom of the pack and she’s super protective of the betas (Isaac and Liam) but when she gives attention to one of them the other is jealous like Isaac will have night terrors and the reader will comfort him but Liam gets adorably jealous and wants attention from her so they both play a game of who can her attention and pit themselves against each other like Liam will pretend to be sick and ask her to lay with him just bc he knows she’ll take care of him bc he’s the youngest so this game goes on and later Derek and Scott catch on to know what their betas are doing and tell them in front of the reader and she laughs and says they’ll both be her baby betas and they both blush and she kisses their cheek like a super cute ending please 

A/N//Thank You So Much For This Request, We Loved The Idea Of These Pack Mom Requests So If Any Other Idea’s For A Imagine Similar To Pack Mom Please Send Them In. Hope You All Enjoy. I’m Going To Split This On Up Into Part’s So Part 2 Should Be Up Soon If You Would Like One.

Part 1  Part 2

I was always seen as being the supernatural mom to the the pack. I was protective of all of the pack members, but I was super protective of the two betas, Isaac and Liam. I just had the bond between them and I would want to keep them safe from harms way, but that was quite hard when they go off fighting. But I would always be there to clean them up when they get back home. Isaac and Liam would always stay round my house on the weekends.

Today was Friday so I went to the shop and got all their favourite snacks and drinks. When I got back home I decided to clean the house and make everything look neat and tidy. I brought down blankets so we could all watch movies that night. I had 2 and a half hours to spare till I went and picked the boys up from school so I thought I would drop by and see Derek, my best friend. When I got there he welcomed me with a big hug. We talked about all the pack going to my house tomorrow to have pack meetings.

Time soon flew by because it was already time to pick the boys up from school. I hugged Derek and headed to school.I parked up and waited in the parking lot. I soon saw the boys rushing to the car pushing each other. Liam swung open the front door and then Isaac pulled him back.

“I’m sitting in the front!” Liam shouted at Isaac,

“No I called shot gun first so that means that I sit in the front” Isaac shouted back, they kept arguing on who was going to have first seat. I found it funny how they argue over something so silly. Then I had an idea.

“Right boys! Stop arguing it’s only a seat, so no one is having it, both of you can sit in the back” I told them and they weren’t happy about that.

“But..” Isaac Began but I stopped him.

“But nothing just get in the back” I told him. Both of the boys got in the back and sat there with their arms crossed like little kids. I just laughed and shook my head at what just happened. It was silent all the way home.

When I pulled up into your drive I turned around to the boys.

“Right you not going to argue on who steps foot into the house first right?” I asked laughing.

“No” They both replied in sync, and with that all three of us got out of the car. 

“I should of got the front seat i’m older” Isaac said under his breath but I heard it.

“I doesn’t matter if you are older it’s a seat now I don’t want to hear anymore of this nonsense” I told them both. We all walked into the house and the boys took there stuff to there rooms.

Few Hours Later

We all had something to eat and now we all had a blanket each and were watching films. 15 Minutes into the 3rd movie Liam snuggled into me and I put my arm around his shoulder and kissed his head. Isaac looked over at both of us and saw what Liam was doing and he did the same. I wrapped my other arm around him and he also snuggled into me. 

It was starting to get later, it was around 11:30, so I unwrapped the boys from my arms and they gave me a look of disappointment and tiredness.

“Come on boys I think we should go bed, because I won’t be able to carry you both up there” The boys made a small smile and little laugh. They both agreed with me and we all went up stairs. Isaac gave me a big hug then he headed of into his room, then Liam gave me an even bigger and longer hug. Then went off to his room.

“Night Boys” I shout so both of them can hear me.

“Night Y/N” Isaac and Liam said in unison. I then made my own way to my  bedroom and got into bed. It took me a while to fall asleep, I kept tossing and turning, but finally around 1:30 am I fell asleep. But it wasn’t for long, because I was woken up by shouting, and crying.

I jolted up and raced to the hall to see who it was. It was Isaac.I rushed into his room switching on the light and grabbing Isaac in my arms.

“Come on Isaac, Everything is okay, it’s not real, It’s just a dream, just wake up” I told asking while rocking him. Isaac woke up and and grabbed onto me sobbing. I wrapped my arms around him.

“Isaac, It’s okay know I’m here, it was only a dream, nothing was real, i’m going to protect you, just come one just try and get back to sleep” I cooed. All of a sudden I saw Liam at the door.

“What’s up Li?” I asked as I helped Isaac try and get back to sleep.

“I can’t sleep” Liam told me, but you could easily see that he had just woke up. 

“Li just go and get back into bed and I will come into you in a minute” You told him as you could feel Isaac falling back to sleep. He gave you a disappointed look and went back off to bed.

After 3 minutes Isaac had fallen back to sleep I tucked him back into bed and kissed his head and went to check on Liam. I opened his door slightly, but I heard soft snores, he was fast asleep, so I went up to him and kissed his head then I went back to bed.

Next Morning 

Isaac’s P.O.V

I was sat in the kitchen, waiting for Y/N and Liam to come down the stairs. It didn’t take long till Liam came and joined me. And he looked mad.

“What did you call that last night?” Liam asked with a hint of anger in his voice.

“Call what?” I asked in confusion.

“You shouting and crying” Liam told you.

“I had a night terror” I said embarrassed looking down at the floor.

“Yeah really, you just wanted more attention off  Y/N” Liam accused.

“What no I’m not, I’m not the one who told her I couldn’t sleep, when I just woke up, and If I wanted more attention off Y/N I could easily” I laughed

“The Game’s on”

Part 2?

Part 2 - Find Me

Pairing: Luke & Y/N

Words: 1.492


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After all the party, hell comes. Hangovers, nights that shouldn’t have happen, school…

Yeah I got those three, God loves me.

During the weekend I tried to focus on cleaning my room and doing my homework, that I never do, Mrs. Dillamond will be pleased with that, but that freaking night was always coming back to my head as much as I wanted to forget it, not that I remember all of it but what I remembered was enough for me to freak out.

That son of a bitch got me drunk so he could fuck me! Now he can say he fucked every girl in our school… ugh just thinking on it gives me the creeps.

I didn’t even went to the party on Saturday so I didn’t have to face him or his friends cause they knew it too.

I just hope that people in school don’t know. But knowing Hemmings he probably is bragging sleeping with every girl in our school, not the younger of course, not because they didn’t want it. Kids, even kids want him. I would give him to them in a blink of an eye if that made that damn night disappear.

When I arrived at school everything seemed normal. No weird, jealousy or angry looks so everything was good. Maybe he was ashamed to tell people he slept with me. He was very drunk too maybe he didn’t know what he was doing.

I made my way to my locker.

“Hey babe.” Rita said as she approached me.

“Hi.” I bluntly said.

“What’s wrong?” She made a face looking at me like she was examining me.

“Why do you ask?” I raised my brow.

“You seem sad, normally you seem always happy.” She explained.

“Something happen.” I whispered.

“What?” She whispered back widening her eyes and coming closer to me.

“Don’t freak out but I slept with Hemmings.” I whispered and her eyes grew wider. “We were too drunk I don’t even remember everything. And he told me-”

“Wait he told you? When?” She asked anxiously.

“When we woke up he told me-” Her eyes were almost coming out and her moth fell open.

“He stayed?” She almost screamed.

“SHHH! He said he fell asleep. He was too drunk.” I explained.

“Y/N he didn’t left!” He whispered.

“It was nothing he just fell a-”

“He didn’t left and he always does, that means something.” She objected. “Who else knows?”

“His group. They were there when we went downstairs.” I looked at her with a regretful expression.

“I don’t know if that bad or good.” She wondered.

“Me nether.” I breathed.

“Oh here he comes.” She whispered.

I turned around to see the little show. They always open a path for them to walk even the guys get out of their way. Everyone is leaning against the lockers and the girls melting when he looks at them and others exhaling like he was the love of their lives. It was so ridicules how someone can drag their selves to his feet. He’s not a fucking God!

As he was coming closer he caught my eyes and I raised my eyebrow at him. Was he expecting me to kiss the floor he stepped?  Well he should wait sitting down cause it may take a while.

I was expecting him to walk right through like he always did I wasn’t expecting him to walk to me.

“Can we talk?” He said in my face. Doesn’t he know what personal space means?

I looked at Rita and she was petrified like she just got shot.

“I guess.” I said shrugging my shoulders.

He turned around and started walking back and I followed him.

So much hate I saw on their eyes now. If they could kill me they would.

He walked out of school and to his car.

“Get in.” He said opening the door.

“We have classes.” I protested.

“Just get the fuck in.” He said annoyed.

“No.” I said stubbornly. Who the hell does he think he is?

He got a hold of my arm and pulled me to his chest. “We have an audience and if you don’t get on that car right now I will kiss you and they will be bugging you the rest of the year.”

I pushed myself away from him and got in the damn car crossing my arms.

We drove in silence until we were at his house.

I was confused. He wanted to talk to me… Why were we at his house?

“You needed to bring me to your house to talk to me?” I asked when we were finally inside.

“You can’t tell anyone we slept together.” So he was ashamed. That hurts a bit. “Did you tell anyone?”

“Rita.” He looked at me angry. “She won’t tell anyone. Your reputation is saved.” I sassed and turned back so I could leave but he pulled me back by my arm.

“Did you tell her I didn’t leave?” He asked with that voice that scared me a little.

“Yes.” He held my jaw tightly in his hand.

“She can’t tell that to anyone.” He threatened.

“She won’t. You’re hurting me.” I struggled to say.

“Shit I’m sorry.” He let go of me and I turned away again to leave. “I didn’t say we were finished.”

“What do you want more?” I asked rolling my eyes.

I turned around and he was closer than I expected. “This.” He whispered before bringing his lips to mine.

“What the hell are you doing?” I said as I pushed him away.

“I know you want me Y/N.” He purred.

“You’re wrong. I don’t. And that night was a mistake!” I stated firmly.

“Really? Cause you seemed to enjoy it. The way you moaned my name and how you begged me for more.” He said coming closer again.

“That’s a lie! I didn’t do that!” I screamed.

“Oh my God, you don’t remember do you? That’s a shame cause I’m sure it was the best might of your life. Let me remind you how it was.” He said reaching out for me, he was so damn cocky.

He pinned me to a wall and kissed me harshly.

“Luke, stop.” I said on his lips.

“Come on Y/N after the night we had I don’t think you can find someone that can satisfy you as much as I did. They won’t do you right, they won’t know how to make you feel as good as I did.” He murmured on my lips and somehow that turned me on.

He moved his lips to my neck and started kissing and nibbling on my sweet spot and running his hands up and down my sides. It’s like he knew my whole body just from that night.

I let out a soft moan and I felt him smirk against my skin.

His hands made their way to the back of my thighs lifting me up and in less than a minute we were in his room and he was lying me down on his bed.

He took my shit off and kissed down my body until the hem of my pants. He undid them as his lips came to mine again. I could feel his bulge, already, against my tummy.

He took his cloth off and brought his lips to mine again. His hips started to move against mine and we both let off soft moans escape our lips.

“Ugh you’re getting me crazy princess.” He breathed against my ear.

“Luke do something.” And as I said this he stood up and took my panties off. It was like he had the wish to satisfy me.

“I would do the foreplay but I’m too hard already.” He said taking of his boxers and not wasting a second to enter me.

“AH!” I let out a yelp at his size.

“Sorry princess. Are you ok?” He looked me in the eyes.

“Yes just wait a seconds.” I closed my eyes trying to make the pain stop.

When I adjusted to him I open them to tell him he could move. His face was red and his eyes shut with knitted browns. He was in pain. He was in pain so my pain would stop.

“You can move.” I whispered.

“Oh God.” He moaned loudly as he started to move.

I expected him to be rough. I don’t think the cares about girls, that’s why I expected rough. But it was completely the opposite he moved carefully in and out of me.

“God princess you always fell so good.” He grunted.

The next minutes were full of moans and pleads until we both came at the same time.

He was lying on top of me until he stood up and started to dress.

“You can go now.” He bluntly said.

“What?” I asked siting up.

He chuckled. “Where you expecting to stay? I thought you knew better than that.”

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lucifers-endgame said: Hello! Prompt: Some sort of high school au where Dean is super shy and finally works up the courage to talk to the insanely smart and popular Castiel Novak, only to trip over his own feet and fall into the lockers in front of him (Based on my own experiences ugh).

Author’s note: Several people requested High School AUs where Cas is the popular one instead of Dean, and I don’t think I’ve ever written anything like that, so here you go. ;) 

Never in his seventeen years of being alive, had Dean had any ambitions to hang out with the cool kids. He was perfectly fine with his own little circle of friends, thank you very much. Victor, Charlie, Benny… It was good to have a group of people that you could trust and be yourself around. Friends who wouldn’t judge you for rather spending your Saturday nights staying in and watching Star Wars, than going to wild parties and drinking yourself into a coma. Hell, most of the time they’d even join Dean when he was having one of his movie marathons, which often ended in awesome sleepovers.

Yup, Dean’s life had always been just fine, nothing to improve. Safe, nice, uncomplicated. Outside of his friends, no one paid him much mind, but no one felt a need to bully him either. Which suited Dean just fine; as long as no one bothered him, he couldn’t care less about the jocks and cheerleaders who were considered school royalty.

But all of that had changed when, boom, Castiel Novak had moved to town, about three months ago. The guy had crashed into Dean’s life like an actual comet; whereas before Dean had never joined the trend of ‘having a hopeless crush’, he had it bad for Castiel. Dean still remembered the first time he’d seen the new guy walk the halls of Lawrence High; confident, chin up, a determined yet not quite snobby smile around his kissable lips. His hair that screamed ‘please touch’, and eyes so blue, Dean was sure they could paralyze a person with one simple look. They sure as hell had stunned Dean from afar on more than one occasion, and he hadn’t even talked to the guy.

Being that good-looking, and on top of that smart and a terrific football player, there was no need to explain how that particular story had ended… Castiel soon became the trophy that girls and guys alike wanted, also helped along by the fact that he was ‘new’ and therefore some kind of novelty. The kind of person that would hang out with equally popular students like Ruby, Gordon, Meg and Balthazar. Not with people like Dean, not ever.

Dean sighed wistfully as he watched how Castiel put his books away in his locker across the hall, talking to Ruby over his shoulder. Even from this far away, the blue of his eyes stood out, making all of the other colors in the room seem dull and boring. He  just knew that they had to be even more breathtaking from up close, but chances were that Dean would never find out.

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Cosmic Bowling w/ Patrick

I throw my arms up in success as my ball rolls down the lane and knocks down three of the six pins that had refused to fall down, spinning around to grin at my group of friends who stood laughing at me. No matter how old we got, we never dropped our monthly tradition of grabbing dinner and hitting the bowling alley at midnight on a Saturday night for cosmic bowling. Now i’ve always sucked at bowling, but cheap bowling paired with lights and dancing to good music with my friends was something I could never pass up. So here we are, twenty five years old, on a Saturday night at midnight, trying and failing to bowl. I was loud and probably annoying - celebrating knocking over half of the pins and singing and dancing to every good song that came on. And that’s exactly what I was doing now, celebrating finally breaking one hundred and singing and spinning along to Gives You Hell by the All-American Rejects, when suddenly I feel the heel of my left foot slide out from under me as I spin, the stupid bowling shoes causing me to slip. That slip causes me to lose my balance and in a second i’m crumpling to the ground- until I feel a pair of arms slide under mine from behind and catch me. A strangled “oomph” comes out of my mouth as I fall against this strangers chest.

“ Oh my gosh I’m so sorry!” I say, straightening up and turning to face my savior, a surprisingly adorable guy in a fedora and black rimmed glasses.

“ No it’s fine, are you okay?” He responds with a smile.

“I’m fine “ I say with an embarrassed laugh, “ just got a little too into my dancing I guess.”

His face lights up with a laugh, somehow making him even cuter, as he pokes fun at me, “ Yea I saw that, you’re not too bad”

“ I know I’m practically a professional, at dancing AND bowling if you couldn’t tell.” By now I can see my friends talking about us, standing about ten feet away, “ I’m (Y/N) by the way”.

“ I’m Patrick, it’s an honor to meet such a glorious dancer”

“ Oh alright, so you’re a little smart ass than, arent you?” I challenge, raising one eyebrow.

He gives an adorable little shrug and smirk, but I can’t help notice the blush creeping onto his cheeks.

“Hmm yes it’s official I like you” I respond, definitely causing him to blush this time. “To thank you for your heroic stunt of saving me from face planting and total humiliation, you and your friends should definitely come join us for another game”

“ You want to thank me by bowling with me?” he asks with a smile

“ Well it would give you the opportunity to laugh at my dancing and bowling skills, an activity thoroughly enjoyed by my friends”

“ Alright you sold me, I’ll go grab my friends” I watch Patrick walk back toward his own lane, a few down from ours. I rush back over to my three girlfriends, who had definitely been talking about me and Patrick, and fill them in on what just happened. In a minute, Patrick walks back over and introduces his friends, Pete, Joe, and Andy. I introduce my friends and we split into teams(luckily Patrick and I are on the same one). We actually do start a game, and spend the next hour continuing to fail at bowling and singing our hearts out to every song that blasts through the speaker system. Patrick joins me in both activities, but he actually has an amazing voice,unlike me. All too soon, we’re switching out of of bowling shoes and heading out the door. Our friends walk ahead of Patrick and I, while we stall,  neither of us really wanting to leave. As we make it to our cars, parked only a few spaces away from each other, Patrick turns to me.

“Listen, (Y/N), I had a really great time tonight, and I would love to hang out again sometime, could I maybe get your number?” he asks shyly.

“Of course! I definitely want to do something like this again sometime… but maybe just the two of us?” I respond with a smile, taking his phone and typing in my number. He blushed at my comment, and checks his watch.

“I would love that, but right now I really have to go” He says apologetically.

“It’s okay, we should probably get going too” I say, throwing a glance over my shoulder at my friends who are talking with the other guys. “ Hopefully I’ll see you soon Patrick” I finish with a smile.

He grins at my comment and pulls me into a hug, “ Definitely” he says into my ear, before pulling back and placing a light kiss on my cheek. I can’t stop my cheeks from flaring up, but luckily he is already turning around and making his way to his car. I run over and say goodbye to his friends, retrieve mine, and then return to hop into the passenger seat of my friend’s car.  whole way home my friends chatted about Pete, Patrick, Joe and Andy, and the band they were in, but the only thing I could think about was Patrick, and by the time I got home, I realized that I could still smell his cologne, clinging to my hair. Because of that, I definitely fell asleep with a big, stupid smile on my face, and Patrick on my mind.

Author’s Note: I got my hundredth follower today :D, I know it doesn't seem like much but it makes me so happy! Thank you to everyone who follows me and reads my posts, and a special thank you to anyone who leaves questions or comments, it really warms my hearts to hear when you guys like something. <3 

Road Trip Part 2. | Rucas/Liley Fanfic

It’s the summer after senior year of college. Since all of their friends already made plans Riley and Lucas decide to go on an impromptu road trip together. 

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Lucas didn’t know what to expect when he saw Riley. They texted each other every now and then while he was at UT but things never really went back to “normal” after their breakup. Now being face to face with her after all that time away felt surreal. Her presence still made him feel warm inside. It was like her eyes and her smile radiated sunshine. He just couldn’t look away.

“Your hair got longer. It looks nice.” He said shyly, noticing her long dark locks were now down her back. 

Riley smiled at the compliment, tucking some hair behind her ear. “It’s old school Topanga inspired.” She admitted in a playful tone.

“How is your mom by the way?” Lucas asked. He sat down on the coral couch hoping she’d follow. “She’s great.” Riley answered, taking the space next to him. “And your dad and Auggie? how are they?” He asked inching closer. “They’re great too.” It was silent for a moment. They could feel the tension between them. “And hows your family?” Riley finally asked breaking the awkward silence. “Oh, they’re great as well.” More silence. 

After a few stolen glances and coy smiles they started conversing again. “Sooo…No plans for the summer?” Lucas already knew the answer. He overheard Riley sarcastically mumbling to herself about a “great” summer when he first walked in. 

She couldn’t help but laugh. “What gave it away?”

“You’re all alone. In the 6 years I went to school with you, you were never alone. Always involved or doing something. Or surrounded by friends.” He didn’t realize till after he was done answering her that it was a rhetorical question. “aaaand you didn’t actually want an answer did you?”

“No, not really.” She laughed again but this time it felt genuine.

“Well… lets do something.”

“Do what?” Riley asked surprised by his suggestion. 

“I don’t know. Something fun? Something we’ve never done before.” There was more excitement in his voice this time. Riley felt like she couldn’t think straight. She initially thought Lucas would want nothing to do with her when he came up to visit so hearing him suggest they go off somewhere together had her stomach in knots. “What about a road trip?” Lucas asked jumping to his feet. “I mean I’m already packed. You’ve got your car. I’ll fill the tank up and we can just drive.” He couldn’t tell what Riley was thinking. Her face was serious, but she didn’t look angry. “What do you say Riles?”

Riley stood up from the sofa and adjusted her skirt. She grabbed her keys from her bag and gave Lucas a little smile, “You’re going to have to wait for me to pack.” 

“Seriously? You’re in?” Lucas couldn’t believe she agreed to it. And before he knew it he was accompanying Riley back to her parents’. Their loft still had the same feel to it. Although the decor was upgraded it still looked like the place he spent the majority of his free time during high school. When they were dating he and Riley spent a lot of their time with their group of friends but on the off chance they were alone, it was usually spent on the Matthew’s living room sofa, or on Riley’s bedroom floor since Mr. Matthews forbade him from being on her bed. 

Lucas stood in the doorway of Riley’s bedroom, watching her go through her closet trying to figure out what she wanted to bring. He had watched her rummage through her clothes a hundred times before and it still brought a smile to his face. 

“You know you can come in, right?” Riley teased when she noticed Lucas was hovering outside her door. He made his way over and sat on the bay window. “You just graduated. How is all your stuff back in your old room?” He asked.

“I decided I didn’t want to live on campus for senior year. So I moved back in.” She answered, patting her duffel bag. “Okay, I’m done. That should be good.”

Lucas grabbed their bags and headed for the car. 


“We’ve been driving for days. Where the heck are we?” Riley asked sticking her head out the window.

“It’s only been 4 hours. We’re still in Pennsylvania.” Lucas laughed pulling over to the side of the road.

“What are you doing?” She yelled jumping from her seat. Lucas was already half way out the car. “Just stretching my legs. Come on! Lets sight see.” He yelled back. Riley glanced around. There was a group of teenagers making their way up the road further down but aside from them there was nothing around. Just big hills of grass. She unbuckled her seat belt, locked her door and ran up the hill over to Lucas. “Where are we exactly?” She asked trying to catch her breath. “According to this we’re in Lancaster.” He pointed to the map. 

“So what exactly is there to sight see in Amish Vill?” She glanced around again but there was nothing there. She couldn’t even see the car. 

“There’s only one way to find out.” He took her hand and started making their way down the hill to the car, except, the car wasn’t there. 

“W-where’s the car?” Lucas gasped. Riley’s eyes grew wide. “How is this possible?” She shrieked. “Didn’t you lock your door?” 

Lucas reached his hand down his pockets before he realized he never took the keys out of the ignition. “I didn’t lock my door because I left the keys!” He yelled back. “I thought you were going to lock the doors!”

Riley arched her eyebrow at the tone of his voice. “I did lock the door. I locked MY door! You were driving! YOU should have grabbed the keys.” 

Lucas knew most of this was his fault. He was so excited to be alone with Riley that he wasn’t thinking straight. He felt horrible. Riley could tell by the look on his face that he was angry. 

“Hey, its okay. We’ll find our way back.” She gave him a little nudge. “Oh no! I left my phone in the car.” She felt up her pockets. “Do you have yours? We can try to call someone.” She asked trying to be hopeful. 

“Yeah I’ve got mine but no signal.” He sighed, slipping it back into his pocket. 

“So now what?” Riley asks. “Now we walk I guess.” He replied.

The two start making their way up the road. Riley could tell Lucas was still upset but she couldn’t help but smile a little bit. And then her smile turned into a giggle. “Whats so funny??” Lucas inquired looking around to see if he had missed something.

Riley was in an all out laughing fit now. “It’s just…who gets their car stolen in Amish Vill??” She knew the reality of the situation was bad but right now all she could do was laugh at the thought. Lucas hadn’t registered how ironic it was. Soon they both were hysterically laughing making their way to their unknown destination. 

*should I continue and make a part 3? Please let me know your thoughts :)*

Bad Boys Are Bad Boys 7

Part 6

  Sitting down at a table in the library you looked down at your textbook, trying to memorize fractures, when Cato had left it made things easier to concentrate. “So you and Calum?” He has asked.

 "Nothing is happening between us,“ You tried to tell him.

 "Something happened last night after you left,” Cato chucked. “You have a smile on your face.”

 "I always am smiling,“ You said looking up from your textbook.

 "Not when you’re reading this thing,” Cato said pulling your textbook away.

 "Alright fine,“ You said shaking your head. "He may have kissed me before walking over to his house. So what, it’s just a kiss?”

 "If you didn’t think it was something would you still be smiling?“ Cato asked flipping through your textbook.

 "Probably,” You said smiling. “It’s been a while since I was kissed.”

 "What? No,“ Cato said shaking his head. "I do not believe that for a second.”

 You shrugged and looked down at the table smiling when Cato started to laugh. Now you were sitting there thinking about bone fractures while you hummed along with the music blasting out of your earbuds. Someone sat next to you but you didn’t give them much attention until they pulled your earbuds out.

 "What the hell?“ You asked turning  to them, stopping when you saw Calum sitting there. "Wow, two days in a row. I think this may be a record,” You said turning back to your textbook.

 "Remind me never to do that again,“ Calum said making you smile as you put them back in.

 "There won’t be a next time and if there is you won’t be around for a third,” You threatened making Calum raised his eyebrows in shock.

 "That’s a turn on,“ Calum said biting him bottom lip as he looked over your shoulder at the textbook.

 "You’re turned on right now?” You asked looking at him.

 "I can’t control what I like and what I don’t,“ Calum said smiling and glancing away.

 "What are you doing here Calum?” You asked.

 "Do you want to go to band practice with me?“ He asked leaning back in his chair. You sat up straight and looked over at him with deciding whether or not you should go.

 “Are you sure you want me there?,” You asked.

 “Princess, if I didn’t want you there I would just leave without you and crawl into your window tonight,” Calum and standing up and leaning down so his face was inches from yours.

 “Point taken. Alright, I will go,” You said nodding, allowing Calum to take your textbook and bag before he started to walk off. taking your textbook with him. “Calum,” You said catching up with him, chasing him all the way to your car.

 “Pelvises,” Calum said as you both got in. You rolled your eyes and sighed knowing that you were going to have to listen to him all the way to the hangout.

 “Are you done?” You asked pulling into the gravel parking lot and parking.

 "I’ve learned so much,“ Calum said closing the textbook. The entire drive he was reading sections out of textbook aloud. The two of you waked into the hangout while Calum continued to read.

 "Really?” You finally asked standing up and closing your door.

 "No,“ He said throwing your textbook on the couch.

 "I should have told you to get out of my car,” You said looking at the couch.

 "Then you wouldn’t be here right now,“ Calum said walking up to you. "And we woulnd’t be standing right here.”

 "Your point?“ You asked looking around. You took in that the place was empty. None of the boys were there for band practice. "Where is everyone?” You asked.

 "They’re not coming until band practice starts,“ Calum said.

 "What? Then why are we here?” You asked turning back to him. You saw him looking at you and suddenly knew why he wanted to get there so early. Calum grabbed your bag off of your shoulder, letting it fall to the ground.

 "Is this alright?“ Calum asked leaning in and grabbed your waist.  

 "Are you going to talk through the whole thing or are you just going to do it?” You asked raising your arms making Calum chuckle. He pressed his lips to yours, pulling your body against him allowing you to wrap your arms around his neck. Calum started to pull away but stopped and pressed his lips to yours again and again before he slipped his tongue into your mouth. You ran your fingers through the bottom of his hair as Calum ran his hands under your shirt, gripping your waist harder. “I’m not,” You started pulling away.

 "I know,“ Calum said nodding before pressing his lips to yours again. He picked you up and walked over to the wall, pressing your back up against the wall so he could bring both hands to your face, pushing some hair out of the way as you slipped your tongue into his mouth, making him moan.

 "Fuck,” You whispered as Calum moved his lips to your neck, sucking  and biting at your skin. You felt Calum smile against your neck as he moved up to your ear, nipping your skin and kissing you earlobe before leaving a trail of kissed down to your chest, stopping at your flannel.

 "I can’t go any further,“ Calum said looking up at you.

 "Shut up,” You laughed looking at him. He smiled as he made sure you were pressed against the wall and woulnd’t fall when he moved his hands. He reached up and grabbed your first button, looking up at you and raising an eyebrow, and the moved to the next button until all of the buttons were unbuttoned and your flannel was open.

 "I thought you would stop me,“ Calum said before pressing his lips to yours and then moving down to your chest, grabbing your camisole strap and pulling it to the side.

 "I thought I would too,” You whispered as you closed your eye. Calum smiled and pressed his lips to yours as he wrapped his arms around you, picking you up and carrying you over to the couch where he laid you down on top of your textbook. “Calum,” You laughed.

 "Sorry, I’m sorry,“ He said grabbing the book and tossing it on the floor. You laughed and looked up at Calum, seeing him smiling down at you.

 "I think we should stop,” Calum whispered kissing your chest and then your neck. “Before I can’t stop.”

 "You’re probably right,“ You as Calum sat up.

 "I’m just saying that it would be a good song,” Michael said pulling open the door.

 "Would you shut up already?“ Ashton asked walking in and freezing when he saw the two of you sitting on the couch, looking surprised to see them.

 "Calum. (Y/N). What are you two doing here?” Luke asked walking up behind Ashton as he looked at you, knowing something was different from when he saw you last.

 "I brought (Y/N) to practice,“ He said standing up and walking over to them.

 “You’re never early though,” Michael said staring at Calum before continuing to walk to his guitar.

 “People change,” Calum said turning to Michael. Luke and Ashton joined them as they talked making each other laugh. Taking a step back you cleared your throat.

 “I should actually be going,” You said before looking around and grabbing your stuff.

 “Are you sure?” Ashton asked.

 “Yeah. I have to write a paper and read tons of pages so I’m just going to drive back home,” You said walking to the door. “I’ll see you later.”

 “(Y/N),” Calum started walking over to you.

 “Calum it’s fine. I’ll see you later,” You said before rushing out and to your car.

hope you liked it. 



PARTY//Nate Maloley

All I could think in my head was “Fuck”.

Today was the first day back after Spring Break and I was not looking forward to it. There are two types of teenagers during Spring Break. There are the party animals. Then there are the chilled out, rather stay home and watch Netflix than socialize people. I(obviously) am the second one.


p> INormally I choose to hide in my room and binge watch my favourite series, but my friends decided that they were going to drag me to the last party of Spring Break. It just so happened to be Nate Maloley’s party. I was not looking forward to it. He was the star basketball player, key word player. By the time my friends and I showed up there was at least 70 people. As soon as we all stepped through the door my friends were gone.


p> I made my way over to the drinks. This was going to be a long ass night if I don’t have alcohol in my system. I picked up a red cup, chugging the unknown mixture down, when the bitch of the school came up to me.“Oh, Y/N you’re here? wow, this party must suck.” she smirked at me before spilling her drink all over my shirt.


p> I scoffed as she walked away. “Bitch” I muttered. Throwing away my drink, I made my way up the stairs, trying to find a bathroom or a empty room that wasn’t in use..if you know what I mean. ;)


p> After 15 minutes of walking in on unpleasent sights I found an unoccupied room. I walked in and locked the door, making sure no one would walk in. I sighed, hearing bass of the music pounding throughout the walls. I took off my shirt and looked around for something to dry it with. As I looked around I saw medals and trophies, signed basketballs and a huge shelf of music. It must be Nate’s room.


p> I put my shirt down and walked towards the music collection. He surprisingly had a good taste in music..too bad he’s a dick. All of a sudden I heard someone cough, I whipped my head around to see a smirking Nate.


p> “WHAT THE FUCK?!? HOW DID YOU GET IN HERE?” I screamed at him trying to hide my exposed chest. It was so awkward. I’m not skinny whatsoever. I’m average…I’m nothing like what Nate goes for. He smiled even wider as he moved closer to me, moving my arms away from my body.


p> “Last I checked, this was my room, plus I was using my bathroom.” He said in a cocky tone. “Damn Y/N you’re fine as hell.” He smirked as he pulled me closer to him. I didn’t know what was happening. All of a sudden Nate’s lips were on mine as his hands roamed my body, adoring every curve, “You’re beautiful.” He said before finding my sweet spot. Things got heated quick, soon I was straddling him on his bed. Let’s just say, I hooked up with Nate Maloley that night.


p> Its been 3 days since then,now being the first day back, I was freaking out walking into school.


p> All I could think in my head was “Fuck”.


p> I take a breath and walk through the doors with my head held high, prepared for whatever may happen for today. I opened my locker when my friends came up to me.


p> “Soooooo…what’d you think of the party, we barely saw youuu” my friend Anna winked. I blushed.


p> “Must’ve been good for you then. Soo,” my friend Cali nudged me. “Who was it?!


p> “Guys stop. I-I-it was nothing, just ya know a random hook up” I said nervously, praying to God that would stop asking about the party.


p> “Okay. Y/N. Seriously. Spill. Who was it?” Anna said, as soon as the words left her mouth. Nate’s group walked around the corner. I looked at Nate to find that he was staring at me. Our eyes locked and he smirked. Our gaze held until they stopped at Sammy’s locker, which happened to be just down the hall. Great.


p> I was snapped out of my thoughts by Cali, “OH MY GOD, Y/N..WHAT THE FUCK?!?!”. Anna and I looked at each other with the exact same confused expression.


p> “Uhmm, What did I do?” I questioned.


p> “Why? How come you didn’t tell us..seriously dude?!” Cali exclaimed


p> “Wait, hold up.. What are you on about?” Anna chimed in.


p> “You don’t see it, Anna..It is soo obvious, I mean its written all over both of their faces.”


p> “Cali, just drop it.” I said, starting to panic.


p> NO..Cali, spill it.” Anna pressed.


p> Cali chuckled lightly, “Can’t you see, Y/N AND NATE HOOKED UP” she said loudly, making everyones conversation silence and turn to ours.


p> I hear a loud scoff from Sammy, “w-w-w-wait, you’re telling me, that my boy Skate fucked Y/N.”


p> Whispers started flooding the hall, I turned to Cali. “How could you?!?!” I yelled. “Look what you fucking did!” I looked over at Nate to see him looking down. I scoffed and walked over to him, he raised his head.


p> “What we did..Was a mistake, I should have known you were just like the rest of them. We were drunk and it was fucking stupid.”


p> “Y/N, I-” He started.


p> “Save it. I’m not worth your breath.” I interrupted. “Bye Nate” I pushed past Sammy and walked right by my friends, I can’t stand to be here right now. I thought I could handle this. Wrong. I walked out the building to my car, when I heard footsteps approaching behind me. I turned around to see the person I least expected.


p> “What now Nate?”




Nothing's fine, I'm torn (Part 2)

Part 1 to this Harry Imagine: http://stayinalivewithyoubabe.tumblr.com/post/70808836808/harry-styles-imagine

Okay here’s part 2 to the Harry imagine. I guess it’s more of a mini series since I’m doing it in separate parts. The response from part 1 is amazing thank you all so much, I love you. (:
Hope you all like this part. It’s only going to get better from here.

Also, to the anon who requested it, I hope you enjoy it above all :)

……. “Y/N, are you in here?” Liam says as he walks into the kitchen. I’m standing next to the sink, after hearing Harry’s words I’ve had to splash my face with water a few times. It shouldn’t bother me, but it does. I don’t get it. “There you are.” He walks towards me. “Why’d you run off like that babe?” He leans on the counter.
“I don’t know. I felt a bit nauseous and I came here to get a glass of water.” My lips press into a hard line. That was a bad lie. Even I wouldn’t believe it. He sure as hell won’t either.
“Mhm, I’m sure that’s why.” He raises his eyebrows.
“Alright fine maybe I’m in here because of Harry’s all of a sudden announcement. I must look like a giant jerk for running off like that.” I cross my arms together.
“He was asking where you went off to. I said I’d go look for you and here you are. If I’m not mistaken darlin’ you look a bit defeated and upset. Is it because of Harry’s new gal?” I’m so obvious. What’s the point of denying it, honestly.
My eyes meet Liam’s brown eyes. I then look down and slowly nod, sighing. “It’s just, he’s gone for 3 weeks and all of a sudden he comes with a girlfriend? And not just any girl that’s Kendall Freaking Jenner. That’s kind of like a sudden smack to the face.” He gives me a weak smile and nod. “You’re jealous?” Oh that word. Jealousy only means that you envy someone for having something you want. In this case she doesn’t have something I want… Rather something I already have. “No, I’m not jealous. It’s just that.. You know me and Harry are like this dynamic duo and…” Liam cuts me off before I finish, “I get it. You’re scared of being replaced?” I didn’t think of it like that, but it makes sense. It was always just me and him. No relationships to get in the way of us. Hmmp.. I like that word, ‘us’. Wait what am I saying? Oh geez, help me god.
“If it’s of any reassurance, you’ll always be his number one girl. No other girl will mean more to him than you. It’s years of friendship with you and Harry versus him and a new relationship. Don’t sweat it darlin’.” He smiles warmly at me. I guess he’s right. I’m being selfish, Harry isn’t mine to say he can’t date whoever he wants. ‘You wish he was.’ My subconscious butts in. Not her now, she’s going to torture me.
“Lets go back out there.” I suggest. “I shouldn’t have run off like that.” He nods and places his hand on my back to lead the way.
“Y/N, are you alright? You ran off and you looked a bit sick, pale even.” Harry says as I walk back into the living room. His… girlfriend isn’t anywhere in sight. For a second I wished that all that happened was just my imagination and Harry didn’t announce he was in a relationship. That wish was soon crushed when his eyes darted from mine to over my shoulder. He smiles widely at her.. Almost too widely. “Y/N, sorry I didn’t introduce you to her right away. I apologize.” He says as he holds out his hand to her for the second time again. “Kendall this is my best friend Y/N, Y/N this is Kendall.” She holds out her hand. Suddenly my thoughts are clouded with images of me of taking her by the hand and swinging her from wall to wall. I shake those thoughts away and shake her hand. “So this is the famous Y/N. She seems lovely. Very pretty too.” I noted sarcasm in that. If that wasn’t the most fake thing I have ever heard, I don’t know what it is. Her tone was dry and uninterested. “Yeah, I’m his number one girl, not you.” I snarl at her in my head.
“Likewise.” I give her the most realistic fake smile I have ever given someone. I didn’t know I could be this bitter and sour, towards anyone. I don’t get a good vibe from her, and not just because of her relationship with Harry, but I see through people right away. And this girl is as transparent as a glass wall.
“Harry’s told me so many things about you.” She says sounding not too pleased. Well good, that’s what a best friend does. “Has he now?” I try sounding not too amused. Liam walks up next to me. “Babe, this is Liam. I’m sure you knew that already.” Harry says. He even has that cute nickname for her already. Cool.
“Hi.” She smiles and nods at him. He simply nods at her giving her a small smile. He doesn’t look too pleased by her either, maybe I’m not the only one who sees through her.
Harry was oblivious to the whole ‘in our minds’ cat fight between me and Kendall. You would think of all people, Harry would notice this girl just isn’t for him. ‘Someone like you’ my subconscious rears in her butting again.
I think it’s time someone addresses the elephant in the room. “So how is it that you left for 3 weeks and come back home with a girlfriend?” I hope I don’t sound un-pleased. Though I am.
“Well she was in London too for the charity event, and we talked, a lot. For hours. She really captivated me in such a way, I can’t explain it.” He beams at her and she smiles in a victorious way almost as if she’s doing it to spite me. “Wasn’t it a little bit too soon? I mean you guys barely knew each other.” I clearly am asking too many questions. Damn me for being so inquisitive. Her head snaps to me and I’m almost positive she’s shooting darts at me right now. Two can play at this game, she doesn’t know me. “Well Y/N, I didn’t know you very well back then either. But we became really close in almost a week.” I’m not sure if he’s saying that to impress me that he remembers that or he’s using it as comparison to his relationship with Kendall. I don’t doubt that he’s doing the second idea. “That’s different.” I say sounding defensive.
“Look I know it was all of a sudden, but I don’t care what anyone says. And I’m sorry Y/N, but not even from you.” I’m taken aback from his sudden attack. Harry doesn’t care about what I have to say? I’m hurt. That hurt more than I imagined it would. I got the sudden urge to cry, but no, not right now. She’s already smirking at me in a ‘I win’ face. She’s holding onto him tight as his arm is draped around her waist, in a protective way. ‘That could’ve, would’ve, should’ve been you’ my subconscious says. And for once, I’m not disagreeing with her. That should be me holding Harry and him holding me, not her. I’m jealous, I am completely jealous.
“You’re right Harry, I’m sorry. Please enjoy your party. It’s for you. I’ll be going somewhere… Else.” I look around the room and turn my heel. I walk back into the kitchen and plop my elbows down on the kitchen island. I sigh and run my fingers through my hair. I’m too overwhelmed right now. I should just take my car keys and drive up to Harry and I’s runaway spot. I went up there at least 7 times during these past 3 weeks.
“Y/N? Are you in here again?” Liam says as he walks into the kitchen. He notices the upset look on my face and puts his arm around my shoulder, gently rubbing his hand up and down my arm. “I take it you didn’t like her very much?” Well that’s saying the least.
“Is it that obvious?” I half sigh and laugh.
“Little bit. And to be honest, neither did I. This girl isn’t for Harry, I just don’t see it. Something about her is off.” Glad we’re on the same page here. I thought it was just my jealousy side talking, but I’m not wrong.
“How does he not see through her?” I say in frustration. Liam shrugs giving me an ‘I don’t know either’ look.
About an hour later, Harry’s conversing with the party guests. Kendall hasn’t left his side for a second. And my annoyance towards her just keeps on growing. I’ve drank at least 6 glasses of wine and I’m buzzed. Mostly to block out all that’s happened today. I’ve been gawking at them, watching as his arm still holds her so tight against him. I feel my subconscious coming in to make another stupid remark, but I push her away. I know what she was going to say.
“I apologize everyone, but it’s getting late and jet lag’s kicking my ass. Kendall’s pretty exhausted too, so we’re gonna go home.” He said “we’re”, he’s taking her to his home? She’s sleeping on his bed? Jesus Christ, they might as well get married… No, not that.
“Don’t forget to use a condom.” I blurt out and cover my mouth realizing what I just said. It’s the wine talking. I hiccup and giggle to myself. I really shouldn’t be allowed to drink. “Don’t worry about that Y/N.” Harry says sternly.
“Babe, I think you’ve had enough to drink.” Liam says as he takes the glass from my hand. “It’s numbing this stupid feeling though.” I say as I sigh.
I don’t know if it’s my imagination or if it’s the alcohol from the wine, possibly both, but bitch-witch… I mean Kendall, is approaching me.
“Hi Y/N, could we talk for a bit?” She asks sweetly, whispering. “What?” I say in confusion. She grips my upper arm and drags me to the other side of the room, away from everyone’s sight. “It’s pretty obvious we really don’t hit it off very well, and to be honest, I really don’t like you.” She sneers. I’m buzzed but I heard that clear as day. “Your point?” I raise my eyebrow at her. “Holy fuck you’re stupid. Listen, you may be Harry’s “best friend”, she quotes in the air with her fingers, “but I don’t give a damn. I’m his girlfriend now, so you clinging on to him is not going to happen anymore. I see how you stare at him, you like him. Too bad he would never like you. If he did, he would’ve been your boyfriend.” I want to claw her eyes out. There was at least 5 scenarios in my head of ways to kill her. I try to come up with something to comeback at her, but I’m at a blank. “You-you’re-you’re a bitch.” Sure, that’s effective. “I’ve been told.” Remind me what he saw in her? Sure she’s pretty and thin, and has great hair and flawless skin… And I’m not any of that. She turns to return to the living room, but before she does, she looks back at me and says, “oh and about the condom thing, don’t worry. I’ll let you know how good the sex is.” It takes everything in me not to fist her hair into my hand and ram her head into the wall. I never thought I could possibly think about being so violent but this bitch-witch has woken up the sleeping bitch in me.
She and Harry exit together hand in hand. He didn’t even bother saying bye to me, I’d be lying if I said I’m not hurt. Maybe he’s mad because of the condom joke, or because it was obvious I don’t like Kendall. I should tell him all the shit she said to me, but she’d deny it, and Harry being the nice guy he is, he’d believe her. The party finally ends, and luckily there’s no mess. I’m drained, this was too much for one day. “Liam, I’m gonna home now, tell Niall thanks again for, this.” My hands gesture to the party scene. I slurred the words a bit with my car keys in hand. Dang, I’m still not sobered up. “Hell you are. You’re not driving in that state. Give me, I’ll take you home.” I don’t put up a fight because he’s right, I would never drink and drive. My safety is important.

After what seemed like a long drive, I’m home. Liam helps me out of the car, and assists me to my front door. “You’ll be alright, Y/N?” He asks.
“Yeah. I just need to sleep it off. This has been such a weird and long day. Harry comes home with a girl he knew for like 5 minutes, I discover that I have feelings for him..” I pause and facepalm my forehead. “Shit..” I mutter. “That’s not what I meant, I-” he cut me off. “Hey, there’s no need to deny it. Your secret’s safe with me.” He gives me a small, reassuring smile. I sigh and shake my head.
“Well, now that the cat’s out of the bag, I should mention that Kendall threatened me to not be as close to him. If that makes sense.” I said.
“Not surprised. She looks like that type of girl. Are you going to tell Harry?” I hadn’t thought about it too much, but I’d rather not. “No.” I state simply. “You do believe me, right Liam?” I bite down on my lip.
“Why wouldn’t I?” He nudges my shoulder.
“Bitch-witch has double personalities, one that Harry hasn’t seen.” I giggle lowly. Still buzzed.
“Bitch-witch?” He questions raising his brow, chuckling.
“Too immature?” I ask.
“No, bitch-witch fits.” He nods in approval. I smile at him. Thank god I have Liam by my side. Usually when I feel like this, Harry’s there to comfort me, but he’s busy. ‘He should be busy with you’ my subconscious is on a roll today, damn.
“Goodnight Y/N. I’ll bring your car tomorrow. I kinda left mine at Niall’s.” He says.
“Thank you. Don’t worry about it. Goodnight Liam.” I embrace him in a hug.
I open the door to my house as I watch Liam drive off. I don’t have the energy to change nor go upstairs. I sit down on my living room couch and just think about all that happened today. I’m so damn confused. Why is it that I have these sudden feelings for Harry just when he has a new girlfriend? This is all so confusing and infuriating, but there’s no denying that I like Harry. I have fallen for my best friend.

part 3: http://stayinalivewithyoubabe.tumblr.com/post/70915410767/harry-styles-imagine-part-3

Nate Maloley//PARTY PART TWO

RECAP Cali chuckled lightly, “Can’t you see, Y/N AND NATE HOOKED UP” she said loudly, making everyones conversation silence and turn to ours. I hear a loud scoff from Sammy, “w-w-w-wait, you’re telling me, that my boy Skate fucked Y/N.” Whispers started flooding the hall, I turned to Cali. “How could you,” I yelled. “Look what you fucking did!” I looked over at Nate, to see him looking down. I scoffed and walked over to him, he raised his head. “What we did..Was a mistake, I should have known you were just like the rest of them. We were drunk and it was fucking stupid.” “Y/N, I-” He started. “Save it. I’m not worth your breath.” I interrupted. “Bye Nate” I pushed past Sammy and walked right by my friends, I can’t stand to be here right now. I thought I could handle this. Wrong. I walked out the building to my car, when I heard footsteps approaching behind me. I turned around to see the person I least expected.

“What now, Nate?”

Nate takes a deep breath, trying to hold back a fit of anger, hurt and humiliation. He looks down, speaking quietly. “Is it true?”

My anger soon fades when I see him, the real him. Not the jock that plays every girl in school. I saw the chill, laid back guy with good taste in music. The guy that was at the party. “W-w-wh-what?”

He scoffed, “C'mon Y/N, don’t play dumb with me Lil'Mama. What you said in the school is it true? Do you regret it? Ya know hooking up?”

I shook my head in disbelief, I sighed. “Do you want my honest opinion?” He nodded. “I don’t regret sleeping with the guy at the party. The one that was laidback, The one that didnt care what people thought of him.” I paused, trying fight my tears.

“But I do regret sleeping with this Nate. You’re not the guy you were at the party. And because of that I am ashamed of people thinking that I fell for one of your famous traps. I hate the idea of people thinking that I slept with the Nate they think you are.” I began to walk towards my car, but I was stopped by two strong arms wrapping around my waist.

I turned around. “Nate, I-” I was cut off by his lips pressing to mine, bringing me back to what I experienced with him at the party. I wanted pull away, I did. But there is something about him that makes me want more. I gave in, and wrapped my arms are his neck, deepening the kiss. Everything seemed to fade, like nothing else in the world existed. Hard to beieve that the infamous Nate Maloley can make me feel like such a sap.

When we pulled apart. I smiled up at him. “Look, Y/N..I-”

“SKATE? WHAT THE FUCK HAS GOTTEN INTO YOU BRO?!” Sammy yelled by the school doors, surrounded by all the people who were in the hallway. He walked towards Nate. When he got closer, you can see the disbelief in his face, “Skate, you could legit have any girl in this school and yet I find you here with this loser.” He chuckled, pushing Nate back, hearing gasps coming from the crowd of students.

Nate stumbled before quickly regaining his balance. Nate chuckled lightly and glanced at me before charging at Sammy, tackling him to the ground. Soon Nate started throwing punch after punch at his best friend. Sammy managed to get out from under Nate and throw him to the ground. The roles reversed, Sammy grabbed Nate by his shirt, “WHAT THE FUCK IS WRONG WITH YOU? GOING AFTER THIS NO GOOD, FAT, FUGLY BI-”

“NO!!” Nate interuppted, picking Sammy up by the collar. I could see the veins sticking out of his neck and arms out of pure anger and tension. It was kinda hot. “YOU DO NOT GET TO TELL ME WHO I GO FOR. YOU DO NOT GET TO TELL THAT BEAUTIFUL GIRL SHE IS NOTHING. SHE MEANS SOMETHING TO ME YOU PEICE OF SHIT.”

Sammy scoffed, “And what exactly does she mean to you Skate? C'mon man, I know you. All of this? Over a girl?”

“You really don’t get it, do ya Sam? She isn’t just some girl. She is so much more. Wanna know why?” Nate explained as Sam nodded, giving in. “She sees the real me, I hate being known as some player that gets with all the girls..why can’t you accept that man?”

“So you’re just done, with me? with basketball?”

“What? NO. Stupid. I love basketball and youre my brother dude, you’re a dick, but you’re still my best friend. But Y/N is just as important and i’m tired of hiding that.” Nate looked over at me, signalling me to walk over. I cautiously made my way over to Nate and Sammy. I latched myself onto to Nates side, he wrapped his arms around and kissed my head.

I looked at Sammy and he smiled lightly at me. “Hey man. I see what she does to you.” He said sincerely to Nate, “You fucking sap. But hey, if you’re happy then I guess she’s alright.” I smiled and nodded my head as a thank you, “Maybe we’ll even get her to smoke a few with us”

I laugh, “Good luck with that Wilkinson.” Sammy smirked, walking back into the school, taking the crowd of shocked students with him, leavingme and Nate alone in the parking lot.

I looked at Nate to see him with cuts and brusies all over him. “Even though you look so hot, we should go get you cleaned up.” I joked, making him smile.

“Mmm So you’re going to be my nurse, lil'mama” he said close to my lips. I roll my eyes before slamming my lips onto his.

“C'mon you idiot, I’ll drive.” I said pulling him to my car.

//THE END.?// so that is part two of party..enjoy babes