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“I missed you,” Shawn admitted as he wrapped his arms around my neck and pulling me into him in the privacy of his hotel room.
“I missed you too,” I say, returning his hug by wrapping my arms around his waist and resting my head on his shoulder. “I got you something.”
“I was the one traveling, you’re supposed to be the one getting stuff.”
“I guess we could’ve went together, but I thought you were going home so I was just gonna ship it there overnight.”
“Well.. show it to me,” he says, excitement dancing in his eyes.
I pull a muffin out of my bag, wrapped in the cute little plastic from the baker down the street. “This is a—“
“A red velvet muffin with cream cheese chocolate chips? From Bonnie’s Bakerie?”
“How’d you know?”
“I’ve been obsessed with muffins for years now, you think I can’t tell one when I see it? And I remember you telling me about it when we were on the phone back in May.”
“Ah, I remember that. So, how long are you here for?” I ask.
“Actually,” he says, drawing it out, “I wanted to talk to you about that.”
Oh no. I knew exactly what was coming. He was moving here, he had to be. I mean, Toronto doesn’t exactly have the same music opportunities as LA and New York does. And if I know anything about Shawn, it’s that he’s willing to do anything to accomplish his dreams.
Only problem with this was the way I felt. He’s been my best friend since we were in kindergarten, we’re closer to each other than we are to anybody else. Or at least we were, until he left to go on tour with The Vamps a year ago, and I left for New York. We may have been separated, but it didn’t happen quick enough that I could miss the feelings I’d developed for him.
The way he treated me before he left, spending extra time with me because we wouldn’t be able to see each other for months, maybe longer. The more he spent time with me, made me feel special in a way no other guy I’d gone out with had, made me fall for him a little. Then I thought about every time he’d been there for me since I was little and scared of the daddy long legs on the playground, and I was officially in too deep.
Him leaving was heartbreaking, but I knew it was for the best. Our paths from then on were completely separate. He would always be the boy I grew up with, the one who I first fell in love with. Ever since I moved I’ve tried to leave all that behind, but it looks like it’s catching up with me.
“Go ahead,” I say.
“I’m moving here!” he exclaimed.
Past or not, I couldn’t suppress my excitement to have him back.
“That’s great!” I tell him, going in for another hug, one I’d been craving since he pulled away 15 seconds ago.
“Yeah, I’ll have to stay here for now, but my manager says he already has a few places lined up for me to take a look at.”
“You know, instead of staying here you could stay with me.” No, Y/N, what the hell are you doing inviting the only boy you’ve ever loved to stay with you?
His eyes immediately make contact with mine and widen in that way they always do when he gets excited. “Really?”
“Yeah. I mean, my roommate is visiting her family until the second week of January so as long as you have a place within like 3 weeks you’ll be fine staying there. You can have my bed and I’ll take hers.”
“You’re serious?” he asks once again, his hands still at my back, leaning back from hugging me.
Too late to take it back. “Yes! I mean I know you hate staying at hotels, I’m sure even more now after tour. And what kind of best friend would I be if I didn’t offer you a place to stay?”
His adorable smile widens once again, warming me from the inside out. He’s still looking into my eyes, shaking his head a little, as if he can’t believe something. Before I can grasp what’s happening, his hand is on my cheek and my lips are on his. And damn, if that hadn’t been what I’d been waiting for for nearly 2 years.
After overcoming the initial shock of him actually making a move on me, I kiss him back, eagerly. His hands grip me tighter, pulling me closer. It only further encloses me in all of him— his crisp woodsy scent, the warmth of the juncture of his neck, where my hand rested, and the feel of his lips on mine, skin making contact.
A moment later we pull away, realizing what just happened. Both of us disconnect from the other, and I can’t say I don’t miss his warmth and the feel of his hand on my back, neck and everywhere else it touched. I can’t look him in the face, I don’t even know if I could look at myself right now. (Italics)What have you done?
Sure, he initiated it, but I continued it, encouraged him even. I mean we haven’t even started to catch up. What if he has a girlfriend? No, he would’ve told me when we occasionally called or Facetimed. He was probably just excited to see me, it means nothing. To him at least.
“Woah,” finally comes out of his mouth. “That was…”
The next words out of his mouth shock me more than anything else could. “I’ve wanted to do that for so long.”
“Wait what?” I force myself to look at him.
It takes him a moment but e eventually speaks. “Y/N, I’ve wanted to do that for a while now. And I’m sorry, if you don’t like me that way. You know I love you as a best friend either way, but I couldn’t take it anymore.”
The timid side of me is flustered, doesn’t know what to say. But regardless, he’s still my best friend, I can tell him anything.
“Let’s just say I didn’t mind it,” I say with a small smile.
Shawn slowly walks closer to me, and I can tell he’s smiling even though my eyes are glued to the ground.
“So you wouldn’t mind if I..?” his hand tangle in my hair as he guides my lips back to his, and it’s everything it was the first time, just shorter.
“How long?” I ask, out of breath.
Luckily he understands my question. “Years,” he says simply. “You?”
“The only reason I didn’t act sooner is because I didn’t want to tie you to me while I was out starting my music career and you were working on school. Going on tour made me realize just how much I need you.”
“It didn’t matter,” I explained, “I already knew how I felt for you. I couldn’t have been with anyone else anyway.”
“That’s exactly how I felt,” he says, relieving me of my worries that he’d found someone. “What about now? We’ll be in the same city, and I don’t think I could take knowing you’re wandering around NYC single.”
I laugh lightly, “We’ll talk about that later,” I say, bringing my lips closer to his.
“This is all I wanna do in the mean time,” he says against my lips. My eyes flutter shut and for who knows how long, I just enjoy him.
Eventually, we’re interrupted by the Jacks. Apparently they have a key to Shawn’s room. “Sorry, forgot to mention.”
Johnson charges in with Gilinsky right behind him. “Come on, lovers(italics),” he announces in a crappy British accent. “No time for cuddles and kisses, we need dinner.”
“How do they even know we’re together?” I ask Shawn.
Johnson speaks up once again, answering me. “There was no way Shawn could talk about a girl like he does you and not be with her, or at least totally in love with her.”
I can feel the heat rising through my neck and cheeks as we all leave the hotel hallways. Shawn places his hand on my waist as we walk, making me feel closer to him than ever.
He’ll always be my best friend, but I can’t be more excited to call him more than that now.
—— A/N: Thanks for reading, hope you liked it. Next out is another Shawn one and then a JG one just to add some variety. I’m still mad at him, even though things aren’t as bad as they first seemed. But the people who requested one with him deserve to have their request be honored so that will be out soon. Also, send me some good OGOC/Omaha blogs if y’all know of any, cuz there’s barely any of it in my feed and I follow like every one I find. But yeah, I’ll post again soon. I start work tomorrow so the next one probably won’t be up till Wednesday but it’ll get done!
so sorry it took so long, i had like 5 ideas for this, and constantly was changing it, and then college blows and then personal shit too, but finally an imagine that was requested like 5000 years ago. So sorry, I hope you like it.
I was beyond excited for spring break. I was ecstatic to be
going to the lake with everyone for the week. I really needed this little
vacation, and what better way than a week away with my best friends. Sammy had
just texted me and told me that they were outside waiting for me, so I finished
checking my bags and headed out the door to see my favorite idiots all in the
There was G who was driving and Johnson was in the passenger
seat. Then there was Emily, Sammy, Skate and Swazz all hanging out the back
seat window. I laughed at the sight and managed to squeeze my bags in the trunk
and hop in, being squished in the back with all our bags and Swazz.
As soon as everyone was situated, we were headed off to the
lake, only a short 7 hour car ride. How bad could it be?
Let me tell you, it was terrible. Johnson and Sammy kept
fighting over the aux cord. I had to watch Skate strike out with Emily like the
whole ride there, and Swazz was high as hell and could barely comprehend what
was going on, although I loved my dopey Swazz. G was mostly quiet, and I would
always catch him looking in the rear view mirror at me and smiling.
So, I’d be lying if I said I didn’t have a thing for G. We
have this weird sort of relationship, we’re a little more than best friends,
but less than lovers. We would constantly flirt, but that’s as far as it ever
went. Playful flirting.
It started when I started to hang out with the guys more. I
was closest with Swazz out of all of them. I met him for the first time ever
when I was at the gas station in a shady part of town at like 2 in the morning
and some perv came up and tried to get me to leave with him. Swazz walked out
of the gas station and walked over to me, throwing his arm around my waist and
kissing my forehead and saying ‘sorry babe, they were all out of skittles’ and
placing a pack of m&m’s in my hand and then looking at the guy, who’s eyes
went wide and then resulted in him leaving.
So I thanked Swazz, and we started talking more and more and
just really hit it off. I told him how thankful I was for him saving my life
and then we just started to hang out after that. And then he introduced me to
his friends, quickly hit it off with all of them and then I was in a group
message with all of them. But that was like a year ago, and here we are now.
I’m just glad Emily was here too. I couldn’t handle all these boys for a week
straight, plus she was my best friend.
We finally arrived after a long 8 hour trip, if you count
all the stops we made at gas stations. It was beautiful. Very private. There
were only like 5 cabins around the lake, so they were spaced out quite a bit.
The cabin was huge, but only had 4 rooms, so mostly all of us had to double us.
But we didn’t wanna be like, hey you’re rooming by yourself,
so we drew numbers. It was 1-4, but only 1-3 had two sets of numbers.
Johnson picked 4, Swazz and Sammy had 1, Emily and Nate had
2, which left G and I both with the number 3.
“looks like you’re my roomie for the week.” I playfully
bumped into him.
“looks like it.” He smiled down at me, throwing his arm
“well, my room is right next yours, so please, I don’t wanna
hear you have sex.” Sammy laughed, along with everyone else. I was gonna say
something like ‘we’re not’ or ‘it’s not like that’ but Jack spoke before I
“hey bud, I make no promises.” Which caused everyone to
We headed up to our room and it was beautiful. There was a
king size bed in the middle of the room, along with a door leading to an
outside balcony. There was a tv up on the wall across from the bed, and then
two dressers, along with our own private bathroom.
“so, which side of the bed do you want?” G asked as I drug
my bags into the room and threw them on the bed.
“uh, I guess I’ll take the right side, if that’s okay. It
doesn’t really matter to me though.”
“no that’s fine. I prefer the left side anyway.”
“so what if I said I wanted the left side?” I asked,
grabbing some clothes from one of my bags and putting it in a drawer.
“well, looks like I would have been joining you then.” He
shot me a wink. He’s literally going to kill me this week I swear.
Jack and I joked around some more as we finished unpacking.
When we were finally done it was like 9 at night. And having been so wrapped up
in school for the past 3 months, I was exhausted.
“you coming down?” he asked, heading towards the door.
“I’m actually gonna shower and probably get into bed. It’s
been a rough past few weeks.”
“alright, I’ll be up soon then I guess, just gonna go grab
something to eat and chill with the guys for a bit.”
“okay.” I smiled, and he was gone. I got my shit to shower
and quickly made my way into the bathroom. Removing my makeup and conditioning
my hair as I shaved, I was out in 20 minutes. I threw on a pair of sweats and a
white tank top.
I walked out into the room, crawled in on the right side and
turned on the tv. Soon I fell asleep to the sound of Nick Cannon wild-n-out.
I woke up the next morning feeling really groggy. I reached
up and rubbed my eyes before everything became clear. I stretched, and heard
Jack groan next to me. I turned my head to see that Jack and I were spooning.
When we realized our position, we quickly, and awkwardly, separated. I jumped
out of the bed and Jack got up as well, clad in nothing but his boxers.
I couldn’t help but look at his chiseled chest, and then my
eyes fell to the tent in his boxers. I felt myself rubbing my legs together,
trying to get friction, just from looking at him.
“um, I’m sorry.” He said, reaching up and scratching the
back of his neck, a nervous habit I’ve noticed he had.
“no it’s uh, it’s okay, you said the left side was yours.” I
said, twiddling my thumbs, a nervous habit I had developed.
“no it’s alright. I’d never admit this in front of the guys,
but I’m a hardcore cuddler.” He laughed.
“oh? So the boys don’t know?” I asked with a smirk on my
“yeah, and don’t you d-“ he started but he cut himself off
as I went for the door, chasing after me. I ran out the door of our room and
down the hall, but G was behind me by just a few steps.
I heard everyone downstairs, so I was running down the
stairs, trying to make my way into the living room so I could tell everyone. I
stopped in the living room and called out.
“guys you’ll nev-“ but I was cut off by Jack running and
engulfing me in his arms and like tackling me to the floor, as gentle as a
tackle could get. He had me pinned down, my hands above my head, as he
straddled me basically. I was out of breath though, and laughing trying to tell
“guys” I laughed out, as Jack started to tickle me.
“don’t you dare” he smiled down at me.
“Jack’s a-“ but he cut me off, but placing his hand over my
By now, everyone had walked into the living room and was
“don’t.” he said sternly, looking at me. I nodded my head and
Jack got off me and stood up, taking my hand and pulling me up. I smiled
innocently and turned to look at everyone.
“Jack loves c-“ but I was cut off by Jack from behind me
throwing his hand over my mouth and pulling me into him. Everyone was looking at
us like we were crazy.
“what the hell is going on?” Sammy laughed.
“nothing. She was just gonna say Jack loves cookies. Ignore
her.” He smiled. “We’ll be back down in a second.” He spoke again, before
turning us and walking back to our room. When we got to the top of the stairs
he let go of my mouth.
“JACK’S A HARDCORE CUDDLER!” I screamed, and I heard Jack
groan as I ran towards the room we were sharing, as he chased after me. And
then he tackled me onto our bed. I was laughing like crazy.
We stared at each other, as he hovered over me, holding my
hands above my head again. His face was close, and I just really got lost in
it. His eyes were glistening, shimmering actually, a nice brown/hazel color.
They were mesmerizing. And then his jawline. I watched as it clenched in our
close proximity. His jaw line literally gave me life. And then I looked at his
lips. God they were perfect. And I wanted nothing more than to know how they
would feel to be against mine.
Jack must have thought the same thing cause in a matter of
seconds, his lips were on mine. I wanna say it was totally unexpected, but I’ve
always wanted to feel his lips on mine, but the fact that it actually happened
completely shocked me.
He pulled up and looked at me wide eyed, and I’m sure I
mirrored his expression. He stood up and I quickly jumped up off the bed.
“(y/n)” he said, looking at me.
But I freaked. I just ran out the door and down the hall,
down the stairs and then out the front door. I couldn’t deal with this right
now. See, I’m the type of person who runs away from my problems. And I don’t do
feelings very well. I’ll flirt like crazy, but then when something actually
happens, like a fucking kiss, I freak out. And then I end up pushing the person
I started out walking along the edge of the lake. And then I
sat out on the dock, thinking about everything. I mean, would Jack and I even
be a bad thing? I mean, he’s nice, and he’s cute, and he’s funny, and he makes
me laugh and smile, but like what if he ends up cheating or something. I don’t
wanna lose all my friends if we break up or something. Maybe I’m just
completely over thinking it all. Jack probably doesn’t even like me. It was
probably a ‘in the moment’ thing.
So after 3 hours of sitting out on the dock and thinking
about shit, I decided to head back. I could go back and talk to Em about it or
something. But when I got up to the house, Emily was gone out with Nate.
I sighed and headed up to my room, only to find Jack on the
bed, I sighed and went to turn around and leave.
“(y/n)” his voice was
“Jack.” I sighed,
reaching for the door handle to leave. I couldn’t do this.
“no (y/n) listen.” He said, grabbing my arm and pulling me
back, flush to his chest.
“Jack let me go.” I said, annoyed, and started wiggling in
his grip, but he just grabbed me tighter.
“Jack” I groaned, finally getting out of his grip with a
huff and sitting on the bed.
“(y/n) I like you. A lot.”
“okay.” I said.
“is that all you have to say?”
“yeah, can I leave now?” I rolled my eyes.
I always got like this. I always would push the guys away
after I got feelings and something happened that would make me more attached.
It just always happened.
“no. You can’t tell me you don’t feel anything.” He sighed,
defeated tone as he got on the bed next to me.
“Jack.” I said, fiddling with my thumbs.
“look at me and tell me honestly that you don’t feel
something for me.”
I stayed silent, fiddling with my hands in my lap. Jack’s
hand came and cupped my cheek, making me face him and actually look at him. His
eyes sympathetic and hopeful.
“I-I can’t.” I sighed, closing my eyes.
“exactly!” he cheered.
“Jack, I can’t do this. I don’t wanna get hurt. I don’t want
our friendship to get messed up. I don’t wanna lose you.” I whined.
“stop (y/n).” he said, gently stroking my cheek with his
thumb before talking again. “stop overthinking this. I’m not gonna hurt you.”
“you don’t kn-“ but I was cut off by his lips on mine. But
instead of like the first time, I kissed him back. It wasn’t what I expected at
all. It was so much better than what I thought it’d be.
I soon got lost in the moment, and moved so I was straddling
his lap. His hands were down on my butt, and mine on his shoulders. I started
grinding on him, which caused him to let out a low groan. Things were getting
hot, no doubt.
I reached for the bottom of his shirt and started tugging on
“(y/n)” Jack breathed out, pulling back and looking at me.
“what?” I groaned.
“I don’t want just sex. I’m serious. I like you a lot.”
“Jack.” I groaned, rolling off him and plopping on the bed,
staring up at the ceiling.
“no listen.” He kinda chuckled, throwing his arm around me
and snuggling up with me. “I’d love nothing more than to fuck you senseless
right here and right now. Trust me. I’ve thought about it hundreds of times,
but I don’t want this to be just sex. I really do like you a lot. And I know
you. You don’t do feelings well, but I’m not gonna let you push me away on
“I do feelings” I whined. “I just don’t like when people are
all up in my feelings, and asking about all my personal shit and making it a
“then well see how this week goes for us, keep it lowkey?
And when we get back I’ll officially take you out on our first real date.”
“fine.” I groaned, rolling my eyes and rolling off his lap,
which caused Jack to whine. He pouted and looked at me and then pointed at his
lips. I laughed and leaned over and pecked them lightly.
“we should probably get ready for dinner, Emily said she was
gonna make something.” Jack said as he had me wrapped up in his arms.
“yeah, probably.” I sighed, getting up and shuffling through
my drawers for an outfit. I felt Jacks hands slip around my waist.
“Jack.” I laughed “I have to figure out an outfit.”
“I know, I just like being able to finally hold you in my
arms” and then he kissed me “and kiss you.”
“alright cheeseball, let me find an outfit.” I said, prying
out of his arms.
I picked out a pair of jean shorts and then found a nice
black tank top. I turned and saw Jack in just a tee shirt and a pair of jeans.
Jack smiled at me and wrapped his arms around me in a big bear hug.
“can we take a picture?” he asked, kissing my forehead.
We took a few pictures and then went down to dinner. Sliding
into our spots at the table, sitting next to one another, and Jack played
footsie with me the whole night. I couldn’t help but smile sideways at him. He
was being so dorky, it was adorable.
It’s been about 4 days at the lake, and we only have about 3
days left. It’s been really relaxing and so great to just spend time with all
my friends. Jack and I have also gotten a lot closer, and a lot more like the
couples I often see out on the street and out on dates. Ya know, the kind you
see and you just wanna punch them for being so lovey.
It was currently like Thursday night, and we were out by the
fire, drinking. Em and I were dancing around, already having a slight buzz. We
were feeling good, and Jack looked so hot. So I couldn’t help but chug the rest
of my drink and make my way over to Jack, who was sitting around the fire
talking to Sammy.
I waltzed right over and sat on Jack’s lap, which took him
completely by surprise, and Sammy too. I smiled at both of them and then
snuggled into Jack, who wrapped his arms around me.
“what’s going on here?” he laughed, high clearly.
“uh-“ Jack started but I cut him off. I turned and placed my
lips on his, and pulled back and giggled.
“I like Jack.” I smiled proudly.
Sammy laughed “Swazz, I told you they’d hook up before the
trip was over.”
“hey, we haven’t hooked up.” I defended as Swazz joined our
“Please don’t, cause I’ll owe Sammy $100 if you two do.”
“how do we know you haven’t already?” Sammy asked.
“oh trust me, you’ll know.” Jack laughed, kissing my neck.
The night went on and soon it was 1 in the morning, and I
wanted Jack. So Jack and I stumbled up into our room, giggling as he carried me
over to the bed, his lips on mine, before stumbling and tripping, us crashing
onto the bed.
I was on top of him, and he was laying back, his hands on my
ass as we sloppily made out. He slid his hands up to my shirt and started
tugging at it. I smiled into the kiss and sat up, peeling my shirt off, leaving
me in just my bra and shorts. I had just threw my shirt to the floor when Jack
grabbed my hips and flipped us, so we were not laying in the middle of the king
size bed and he was over top of me.
It didn’t take long for all our clothes to be shed and he
was eating me out. I was a moaning mess. My hands were in his hair, pulling on
it, causing him to let out low groans, vibrating my core, which made my back
arch and me moan out his name.
“god baby, you’re so hot.” He spoke, his voice raspy.
“Jack please.” I whined. I needed this.
Jack sat up and looked in my eyes and smiled before coming
down and kissing my lips. I sighed into the kiss, completely happy with this,
and then I felt him teasing me with his tip. I whined, bucking my hips up,
begging for more.
“hold on.” He whispered, crawling off me, leaving me all hot
and flustered. I watched as he dug around in his suitcase and pulled out a
condom, smiling at me as he ripped it open and slid it on. I finally saw his
size and I swear I came right there and then.
Jack crawled back on top of me and started kissing my neck
as I felt his tip slowly slide in. Both of us moaned as he filled me up, and
then when I had adjusted to his size he kissed my lips and started thrusting in
and out. Slow at first, but then he picked up his pace. I was moaning and the
sound of our skin slapping together started to fill the room.
Jack pulled out, which totally confused me, cause I knew he
didn’t cum yet, so I looked at him and he smiled.
“ride me babygirl.”
And in a second I was hovering over him, slowly easing down
onto him. We both let out a long moan as the feeling, and soon I was bouncing
up and down on Jack. His hands found their way to my ass and then he held me up
as he started to slam up into me, the sound of his balls slapping my ass
filling the room along with my moans.
“oh god.” I moaned out, throwing my head back.
“fuck.” He groaned “you’re so hot babe, I’m almost there.” He
“Jack. I-I’m clo-“
“shh, I know baby. Just hold on for me okay?”
He pulled out again and repositioned so we were doggy-style.
My face was in the pillows as Jack just slammed into me, causing me to scream
out. His hands on my hips to rock them back and forth, to meet his thrusts.
Both of us were moaning, the sound of our skin slapping together, and the sound
of his dick sliding in and out of my wet folds filled the room, and the
headboard slamming against the wall.
“fuck Jack.” I cried out as I came, no warning.
I was shaking as Jack rode out my high but also tried to
reach his. A few thrusts later I felt him cum and he let out the hottest moan
that I swear could have made me cum again. He rode out his high and then
finally pulled out, removing the condom, and getting up to dispose of it in the
bathroom. He walked back out and jumped into bed, pulling me into his chest.
“that was great.”
“yeah.” I panted, feeling super tired.
“sweet dreams babygirl.”
I woke up the next morning and remembered everything about
last night. It was great, but I really did wanna try to wait for that with Jack.
But it happened, and I don’t regret it. It was great. I heard Jack groan next
to me and I smiled as he pulled me in tighter to him.
“Jack.” I giggled as he started to kiss my bare shoulders.
“babe.” His morning voice, good god.
“I wasn’t really expecting that but I mean, if you’re
offering.” He started, and then let go of me and laid straight on his back. I
turned and looked at him and saw him adjusting himself down there and I
“I didn’t mean that idiot. I meant like pancakes and waffles
breakfast.” I giggled, laying on his chest and kissing his lips.
“oh right, let’s go.”
We got dressed, which took a little longer than expected
because someone couldn’t keep his hands to himself. When we finally made it
downstairs, I walked a little slower than Jack of course, who couldn’t help but
laugh at me.
We finally sat down and started breakfast and it was…awkward.
Something was up. Conversations seemed forced and I was worried something was
But Sammy finally cleared it all up.
“my one fucking rule guys. I didn’t wanna hear you.” And he
looked straight at us. Jack sported a proud grin and I blushed so hard I had to
look down at my lap as everyone erupted into laughter.