lead yelling


I can count on one hand, the number of dramaland male leads that would do what he just did.

  • Respects her decision not to share what happened without becoming frustrated with her.
  • Doesn’t go all caveman for being unable to protect her.
  • Just wants to make sure that she was going to be okay…because that is all that matters right now. 
Humans are weird-Tactical

okay so:

You know the trope by now, alien race A is peaceful, alien race B threatens them, and they ask the humans for help.

So early on a group of hostile aliens have holed up inside the backroom of a ship, and fortunately, they have no hostages. Time to send in the human tactical team.

4 of the humans line up on the door, nodding at each other, and silently gesturing. The aliens watch from a distance, there are 6 hostiles in that ship, surely this isn’t going to end well.

Their thought process is cut-off when the lead human yells “FLASH OUT!” and tosses an unknown device in through the hatch, quickly pressing his shoulder against it to close it.

A dull *pop* is heard, followed by six screams of pain.

The humans rush in a second after, as graceful as dancers, and rather quickly, (and surprisingly without any weapons fire) signal that the ship is clear.

as it turns out, this species of aliens eyes were adapted to low light environments like those present in space, and as such, the flash grenade was MORE than enough to incapacitate everyone in the room, their ocular nerves well and truly singed by now.

“What a fearsome weapon, truly a magnificent display” remarks the alien liason to the squad.

“oh, this? no this is just a stunner, before we run in and engage the targets.” The human marine says with a steady posture and a confident stare.

“wait, so you are saying you were planning on shooting them after THIS?”

“correct as usual, sir.”

This human squad was going to work just fine for their purposes, and, he prayed, he would never have to face them in combat.

Who Is She? // Finn Wolfhard Imagine


“And that’s our show thank you guys so much!” The lead guitarist yells to the smallish crowd. You were at a concert in support of your best friend and his band. There were quite a few people but it was nothing too big, they were still trying to get there name out in the public. You started walking towards the stage when you were shoved into the ground next to someone’s feet,

“I’m so sorry” you hear a voice from above you say and you stand up to meet the one and only,

“Oh my gosh you’re Finn Wolfhard!” You say to him. He smiles at the fact that you recognized him,

“And you’re…gorgeous” you blush looking down at your feet,

“How do you know this band?” you ask him

“Oh I’ve been a fan of their music since the beginning. I saw them perform a few years ago”

“Oh…well..do you wanna meet them?” you offer hoping it will get you to hang out with Finn,

“Holy shit yeah you can do that?”

“My best friend is the drummer” he smiles and you start to lead him backstage with you,

“So I push you down and you still introduce me to one of my favorite bands”

“Let’s just say you owe me” you turn around and wink at him



The two of you were sitting in your room listening to old 80’s albums. You had gone through the Clash, the Smith’s and now you were onto Toto. As you two lie on your bed working on homework, the legendary Africa by Toto plays,

I hear the drums echoing tonight

But she hears only whispers of some quiet conversation

“Awe I love this song turn it up” you say. Finn reaches over and turns up the song and you two go back to work.

I stopped an old man along the way
Hoping to find some long forgotten words or ancient melodies
He turned to me as if to say, “Hurry boy, it’s waiting there for you”

You start to silently sing to yourself,

It’s gonna take a lot to drag me away from you
There’s nothing that a hundred men or more could ever do

As soon as that lyric is sung you start to feel a pair of eyes on you. You look up and meet Finn’s eyes staring at you,

“What?” You ask. He quickly blinks and averts his eyes from you.

“Uh nothing” he says going back to his homework

“Why were you starring at me?”

“I..I wasn’t starring at you I was just starring” you move yourself closer to him and put your face in-between his and the homework on the bed,

“What’s on ya mind?”

“It’s nothing..just the song made me think of someone”

“Awww does Finny have a crush! Who is it?” you say teasing him and nudging his arm,

“I don’t..I’m not telling you”

“Oh c'mon Finn you tell me everything”

“You won’t tell me who you like Y/N why should I tell you” you nod and start to think to yourself,

“okay okay. How about we play 20 questions. They can only be yes or no questions and we can try to guess who the other person likes?” he takes a second to think about it but finally agrees nodding his head.

“Alright me first,” you say, “Do I know her?”

“Yes, do I know him?”

“Yes, does she have (whatever color you don’t have) hair?”

“No, am I close with him?”

“Very, is she pretty?”

“Very, so am I friends with him?”

“No, how old is she?”

“wait wait wait,” Finn says stopping the game, “How can I be close with him but not friends with him?”

“That’s not a yes or no question”

“Y/N” he says


“How can I be-”

“BECAUSE FINN you two are just really close okay?”

“But I don’t get how-”

“You see him a lot! Before you leave the bathroom, whenever you fix your hair, on the outside of a car, just whenever you look into that shiny thing that some people call mirrors” you yell. Finn stays still with his jaw dropped,

“how old is she” you ask changing the subject

“She’s you” Finn says.

“Y/N she’s…she’s always been you”

*At Lucky 38*

Boone: Ok, once you get inside The Tops, when you see this Benny guy you grab him by the collar and bang his head against the Blackjack table. You got this?

Courier Six: I got this.

*Next morning back at Lucky 38*

Boone: What the hell took you so long? How did it go?

Courier Six: Well…I banged him…

Boone: umm…go on…

Courier Six: That’s it. That’s the entire sentence. 

mind over matter

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neighbors to lover au

⇢ pairing: jaebum | reader

⇢ genre: fluff + slight angst + sexual themes

⇢ word count: 9.704

description: as it turns out your cat loves your neighbors apartment more than yours. consequently it happens to belong to the new neighbor dude that’s stuck comforting you after a measly break-up.

author’s note: born out of this request, and the sheer need to read a neighbor au fic haha, plus this gif is amazing and inspired me lmao. i hope you enjoy it anon! i really hope i did this justice!!

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silk → kim taehyung & jeon jungkook (4)

⤷ college!au where you somehow steal the hearts of both the campus fuckboy and your best friend

pairing / kim taehyung x reader, jeon jungkook x reader

fluff / angst / smut

warnings / i dont even know anymore

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(updated every sunday)

Originally posted by jengkook

He tried to act normal around you, he really did. You were his best friend, he’s known you his whole life, so he tried to act as such. The next day, he greeted you with a normal smile as you made the morning coffee, he walked with you in between classes, even ate at the normal cafe for lunch. Yet, the entire time, he felt as though he was experiencing an out of body experience. He missed the time before he realized his feelings, when things were easier and he wouldn’t care of your secret sex-capades.

Later that night, the two of you walked home together. Classes had ended, and you waited for him to finish his last class. The sky was beginning to darken as the sun went down, and the air cooled. It was nearly perfect weather for a walk. 

“Kook, are you okay?” you interrupted his thoughts as you walked beside him. “You’ve seemed out of it all day.”

“Yeah, I’m fine.” Jungkook replied, too quickly for his liking.

You stopped walking, causing him to stop as well.

“You know you can tell me anything, right?” you asked. You reached for his hand and placed them in between yours.

Jungkook’s heart ached at the sudden gesture, knowing it’s something that you two have done a lot. He watched your hands, thinking of ways to avoid this conversation. It was almost funny, how you manage to have this effect on him.

“Yeah, of course.” he replied, but quickly added “The same way you tell me everything.”

You almost cringed. As of lately, you have been keeping secrets from him. Ones that you figured were for the best, though. That doesn’t count, right? Keeping secrets for the other’s benefit doesn’t count as a bad thing, right? If you told him about you and Taehyung, the biggest player on campus, he would just look at you with disappointment and it would lead to him yelling at you. You couldn’t argue with your best friend again.

So, you said “of course.”

That was the chance. That was the only chance Jungkook was going to give you. A free pass to tell him the secret he knew you were keeping. It almost made him mad, how he tells you every detail of his life and his best friend isn’t even telling him about the person she may or may not be dating, he wished he knew.

“Yeah, right.” he pulled his hands out of yours and started to walk away.

“Seriously, what is wrong?” you asked as you jogged to catch up to him.

“I don’t know, y/n, why don’t you ask Taehyung?” the words left his lips before he could stop them.

He didn’t know where the anger came from, or why it left his mouth before his brain could comprehend what he said. He just knew that you, the girl he trusted and loved the most, the girl he grew up with, the girl that had been his first kiss and now his first love, had been lying to him for who knows how long. He didn’t know how to react.

You, on the other hand, froze instantly. This is why he has been strange all day, distant and awkward. Your breath caught in your throat, no words able to reach your lips. He knew. The question was how did he find out. The realization of how your actions of hidden activities through the past week or so pulled you away from your best friend almost brought tears to your eyes.

“Maybe the next time you have sex in the apartment, make sure I’m not home, yeah?” he continued and pulled his hands away from yours.

He started walking towards the apartment, but you jogged and caught up to him.

“Kook, let’s talk.” you were reaching for him, anything, to make him stop walking.

“I don’t really think that’s necessary.” he finally stopped, looking at you.

“Jungkook, please.”

He shrugged your hand off of him. Every emotion he had been feeling since finding out just last night had built up into anger. He was angry with you for doing it in his house, in the bed he had slept in multiple times. He was angry with the world for making things so complicated. But most of all, he was angry with himself for not understanding his feelings before it was too late.

“Fine, let’s talk about it.” his tone dripped in anger. “Why did you think it was a good idea? When did the girl I grew up with, the innocent girl with the best decisions, decide to fuck the biggest asshole on campus? Is everything just a big fucking joke to you? Let’s have sex when I know Jungkook is on his way home, let’s sneak you out before he notices. No. Fuck that. I can’t be someone who just watches you from the sidelines when you get your heart broken by him, like he does to every single girl he has ever fucked.”

You bit your lip to hold back tears. He was right, you were never one to do that sort of thing. Taehyung just has this way of making his way into your easier, having you writhe even just under his stare. And Jungkook had known. He heard, he noticed, he knew. You knew he would try to stop you, maybe that’s why you didn’t tell him in the first place.

“I’m sorry,” you told him. “I should have told you, I know that. It’s stupid to know you wouldn’t have noticed. I just, don’t know. I knew he shouldn’t have this effect on me, making me answer my phone and sneaking him in…”

“Wait… answer the phone?” Jungkook stopped you. Shit. “You answered the phone when I called while you were with him? When did…” he paused, watching as you suddenly looked at your feet. “When I brought you to the party you fucking answered the phone when he was fucking you?”

You had never seen him in pain, but this was it. This was what it looked like. It made your stomach hurt.

Jungkook shook his head, scoffing.

“Fuck you.” Jungkook finally said, every syllable laced with anger. “Honestly. What the hell…”

“I have to go.” you felt a tear run down your cheek.

You turned and ran, turning the corner and away from his view. You had to leave before you started sobbing.

You found yourself on campus. It was dark by then, and you sat in the courtyard with tears blurring your vision. Most people were gone, only a couple students passing after long nights at the library, or the walk of shame home. No one gave you a second glance.

That’s when Taehyung was jogging by. He was just going for a nighttime run, enjoying the late autumn air, when he noticed you crying by one of the picnic tables.

In the next couple minutes, he found himself sitting next to you with his arm on your waist to pull you into his shoulder. You looked up, wiping away some of the tears.

He didn’t ask you what was wrong, he didn’t ask you to rant to him. He just pulled you towards him and let you cry. This was the first interaction with Taehyung that didn’t include him flirting or trying to pull a move. His hands didn’t even try to move their way to your ass or thigh.

He had never comforted anyone before, so why was he doing it now? Why did he stop his run to be with you? He didn’t know, to be honest.

After you had calmed down, he offered you his water bottle, staying silent.

Jungkook regretted what he said almost instantly, when he watched you turn the corner. He turned and punched the nearest wall, which happened to be a brick building to his left.

When had live gotten so complicated? In high school, it was you two. It was going to movies every Friday after school, it was laughing at inside jokes in front of the other friends that had no idea what you two meant, it was going to each other’s house for no reason but to hang out. It was you waiting for him to get out of dance practice everyday.

Dance practice.

Jungkook started toward the only place he found comfort in times of anger and stress.

He entered the building within the next hour, quickly throwing his bag off his shoulder.

“Jungkook, it’s been a while.” Jung Hoseok greeted, sipping his water. “We’re about to close, what’s up?”

“I need to release some stress.” Jungkook replied, simply.

Hoseok smiled and turned to put his shoes back on. “Sounds like something I can help with.”


hello loves! hope you’re enjoying the story so far!

i want to do something new, to get your opinions and inputs. so, leave what you want to happen and what you think will happen in my ask, or inbox, or the comments. the readers may or may not have an impact on which direction this goes, or if there will be a happy ending or not.

leave your opinions on what you think will happen and what you want to happen!

CEO!Daniel [2]

[photo creds! another photo that wrecks me wow]

pt 2 bc everyone wanted one! might be a little short wow i thought it would be short but i kept on adding on to it SORRY

also i feel like this is kind of poorly written so i might edit it later? but anyways ENJOYY


  • “i’m a what now?”
  • you stopped mid way playing with one of Daniel’s cats at your desk when he had just said something that seemed like bs out of the blue to you
  • he just kept on smiling brightly without saying a word 
  • “Kang Daniel i swear say it again I am practically deaf in the ear that you were talking to”
  • he got up from his desk 
  • actually 
  • he slid on his chair over to your desk because he was too lazy to get up from his chair 
  • “i’m saying that i want you to be the chief of operations, you have such great ideas i think you would be great for leading everyone else in that department we really need someone like you leading with your strong personality”
  • “hey just because i threatened you one time doesn’t mean i have a strong personality” 
  • “i mean you did kind of threaten me when i refused to let you pay at the last dinner we had together”
  • “DANIEL that wasn’t a korean bbq place that time though, it was a very expensive restaurant!” 

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Written On This Skin - Soulmate! Luke Hemmings

A/N - Hey! This is a complete version of my series of Written on this skin, which was a 13 part series. This is 13,447 words. I’m sorry for those who don’t want to read this and have to endure endless scrolling. 



“‘History test - Tuesday, Psych hw pages 120-124’, and oh look ‘coffee with Tom 5pm.’ Its like she forgets she has a Soulmate!” Luke wines to his bandmate, Ashton. Ashton was the only one left who would listen to his nagging about a soulmate.

Once your soulmate is born, whatever you write on your skin will appear on their’s. With the annoying exception of specific locations and full names. Luke particularly didn’t like that rule, because whenever he tried to write to his soulmate he could never put his full name down.

Trying to communicate with your soulmate through writing is very common, and most of the time people find loopholes to the system, song lyrics for example. But Luke’s soulmate was not having it. She wouldn’t respond to anything he wrote. Instead just putting little notes for herself on her body. It drove Luke crazy, looking at all these little notes about her life, but not being able to be there with her.

“Ashton, I’m never going to find her,” Luke whines. Ashton shakes his head, “Maybe its not a her” He says with a smirk

Luke groans at Ashton’s antics. “Let me check…. Yeah I’m positive its a her.” Luke snaps back, causing Ashton to laugh. “I just wish i could be like… Hey its me Luke Hemmings and then like meet her at a concert or something,” Luke dreams

“You’re so lazy.” Ashton accused. “It should be more natural than that. ‘Hey Im Luke Hemmings come find me’” Ashton says, mocking the boy next to him.

“But that’s exactly what you did. You told Emily that you were the drummer in 5 seconds of summer, and you met at a concert” Luke accused back at the drummer.

“So? You can’t just take our story” Emily says coming into the room. The rest of the boys from 5sos had already found their soulmates, Luke is the last one still stuck wondering. Luke liked the rest of the girls, they were down to earth and they are all fans of 5sos previously.

“Hey, Em, How should I get my soulmates attention?” Luke asks the girl, who sat down next to Ash. It’s common to have the girls on tour with them since after a few days of not seeing your soulmate, you will get ill or be in physical pain.

Emily contemplates the question for a second before saying, “Have you tried to write her some song lyrics?”

“You mean like Michael and Jackie?” Luke asks, trying to remember their soul story.

“Damn, I forgot about that!” Emily yells, causing a scolding from Ash for swearing. “I don’t know, do what feels right”

“What feels right right now is to call her out on stage,” Luke mutters, but Ashton and Emily hear him.

“Do what?”

“Thats a bad idea” Emily and Ashton say this at the same time, causing them to look at each other and smile. Then they are back to serious-problem-solving-couple.

“Have you never read a fanfic?” Emily asks, her eyes wide.

“Not really,” Luke answers scratching the back of his neck.

“Well, I’ll tell you how this ends. Thousands of girls are going to claim to be your soulmate, and then you are going to actually think one of them is, and then one day your going to discover that they aren’t and you and your soulmate are going to be heartbroken. Trust me Luke. Let fate do its thing.” Emily explains to Luke. Luke doesn’t have a comeback this time.

He stares angrily at his skin.

Y/N stares angrily at her skin.

She wishes she was clever enough to come up with song lyrics to tell him where she was and maybe who she is. When Y/N was younger she claimed that she wanted her soulmate to come naturally. No loopholes, no nothing. So here she was stuck writing stupid notes on her hand, so he at least knows she exists. He used to write back, with clever lyrics. It killed her to not respond.

Y/N gets a text on her phone suddenly. It’s her best friend. She had been blabbering on about a concert in a couple days that she couldn’t get tickets to. You were a fan of the band but not a huge fan. She just texted you that she won some tickets. You decide to write a quick note on your arm about the concert

Luke is surprised when he sees whats written on his arm now.

“Guys look!” He yells, calling his bandmates and their girlfriends over. They all ooh and ahh at the ink on his arm.


“5sos Thurs. 5pm” was written on Luke’s arm. He couldn’t be happier. He was going to meet his soulmate in two days. His heart hasn’t stopped beating wildly for the past hour when the note showed up. Maybe this is her way of communicating? Maybe she wanted him to come… well jokes on her he’s performing.

“How am i going to find her though?” Luke asks the group… again. When the news spread among the band that she was going to be at the concert everyone was excited and jumping around. Now, an hour later, everyone has dulled a little, well except for Luke.

This will complete everything that Luke has ever wanted. Luke wanted to be in a good band with his best mates, check. Luke wants a soulmate to share his success with. He wants someone who he can bring along on tour with him and will enjoy it. Luke wants to give someone the world.

“Should I write back?” Luke asks his friends. They all perk up at the new proposition.

“Um Fuck yeah!” Yells Emily, Ashton’s soulmate.

“Don’t fucking swear” Ashton scolds, just as he did to the band in the early days.

“I don’t care… Im punk rock!” Emily yells, stealing Michaels infamous line.  She throws her hands into the air. Ashton takes the chance to squeeze her sides making her giggle like a little girl. Luke watches this all go down, excited that one day soon he will have that. He will have a girl that he can tease, and love. And she will love him back too.

“Hey thats my line!” Michael yells playfully.

Luke turns to the rest of the group, “What do you think?” Everyone nods in agreement with Emily. Luke is practically jumping in his seat now. “what should i write?”

“Something mysterious,” Says Jackie, Michael’s soulmate. She pops a can of soda open and take a huge gulp. Michael reaches to the bottom of the can and pretends to lift up. The rest of the group laughs at what could’ve happened if Michael decided to shove the can.

“How about something simple, like hey ima be there too,” Calum proposes, being sensible for once. Luke nods along to the idea.

“How about a little of both? Mysterious yet simple?” Emily proposes. She grabs Jackie’s can of soda and takes a big swig out of it, causing Jackie to yell, “hey!”  

Luke leans over and places his arm on the Desk in the Hotel room. Everybody crowds around awaiting what he is about to write.

He places the pen down on his arm and begins to write.

She places the pen down on the paper and begins to write.

Essays for this and Essays for that. There is always so much work to be done. It’s while Y/N is doing her work her arm begins to tickle. She looks down to see words appearing onto her arm after so long.

“I’ll be looking out into the crowed for you” What the hell does that mean? He’ll be looking out into the crowed? You look at the other things you’ve written on your arm as if it’ll give you an explanation. You finally spot something that may be of help. “5sos Thurs. 5pm” Was he talking about that concert?

You faintly remember that all the boys had their soulmates, but to check you look it up. Luke Hemmings. He was the only one who didn’t have a soulmate. Then you think its ridiculous and look up the opening act, Hey Violet. The two boys in the band had already found their soulmates, and you were pretty sure you weren’t into girls.

So you were left with Luke Hemmings. Lead singer. Loved by many. It was a split second decision. You know it was going against your promise, but you had to write back.

“‘Lead Singer?’ guys! she wrote back!” Luke yelled, even though his friends were only a few feet away. Everybody quickly starts to ask him what it says.

“She asked if i was the lead singer!” Luke yells, he grabs a marker and writes back.

“Yes” Was the immediate response Y/N got. Her breath hitches.

“Two days” Is what Luke got in return. He would see his soulmate in two days.


It seemed to good to be true. The radio station had given Y/N and Alyssa (your friend who won the tickets), backstage passes too. She was going to be able to see him before the show. He was going to know who Y/N was, in just a couple of hours.

This is when it begun.

First It was the curling iron. Alyssa’s hair just has to be curled, because if Michael saw her, there was no way she would have strait hair. So Y/N had to go to the store to get a curling iron, but only a specific type of curling iron. It had to be one with a ceramic iron. So Y/N got the correct curling iron after driving to about three stores to find it. Then once Alyssa’s hair is properly curled, you were off.

Second, you had started about an hour later than you planned, but you were scheduled to get there on time, well if it weren’t for the traffic. When you think of traffic you think of plenty of cars on the road, but you were moving. Even if it was just a little. This was stand-still traffic. It would take you an hour to get there without traffic, but now it had taken five.

Y/N missed the concert. She missed the concert by a long shot. I they wouldn’t even let the girls into the venue, since there was only about ten minutes left when they got there.

It killed Y/N to miss it. Not just miss the Meet & Greet, but the whole concert.

Luke had kept on putting little cute notes on his arm. They were small things like “I can’t wait to see you” or “I will always find you in a crowed” and the ever so famous words that Michael wrote on his arm, “Hey you got a bangin’ body” in which Luke wrote under “from Michael”

Luke assumed that when he got on stage, that he would get a feeling, or his eyes would meet her’s. Or any of the cliche’s that Emily, Ashton’s soulmate, was feeding him. But there was nothing. There was no feeling, no eye contact, and no explanation written on his skin.

When they all got off stage the first time, the boys all looked at Luke for an explanation. They were all prepared to stop in the middle of any song, just incase he found her. Luke never stopped though. He never stopped a song, and he never stopped looking for her.

“Did you see her?” Michael asks, bouncing on his toes.

“Nothing. I didn’t see her. I didn’t even feel like she was there!” Luke cried out. “Maybe its some joke that she’s playing on me?” Luke wonders

“Thats a sick joke, if she is” Ashton says, and the other boys agree with him.

“C’mon we gotta go back onstage,” Luke says and they all run out again.

When the boys go back to the dressing room, the girls were waiting for them. Emily, Ashton’s soulmate comes running and jumps on Luke, causing Ashton to give out a little whine, “She’s my soulmate”

“Where is she? Where?” Emily says, bouncing around, trying to get a good look over Luke’s shoulder.

“She wasn’t out there,” Luke says gruffly, causing the whole room to still. The girls were very excited to meet the last person in their own foursome. The girls Emily, Jackie (Michaels soulmate), and Alex (Calum’s soulmate), all became very close with each other on tour. Although there always felt like something was missing in the small group of girls, they always assumed that it was because Luke’s soulmate wasn’t there.

“What?” Emily says in complete surprise

“She wasn’t out there,” Luke repeats pushing past the girls and flopping down on one of the couches. He looks down at his arm again, hoping that she would give him some type of explanation to why she just ditched him.

Its about an hour or so later when they leave the stadium to go to their hotel rooms. The stadium is empty, just like Luke’s heart. They ride up in the elevator, and break apart to go to their respective hotel rooms. Once again, Luke was left with a single king bed in his room, and nobody to share it with. He sits down and contemplates what could’ve happened tonight… if only she showed up!

Michael bursts into Luke’s room. “We’re getting McDonalds, wanna come?” He asks

‘No’ was ready on the edge of Lukes lips, but he just couldn’t push it out. Instead he nods and goes with the blond boy.

“Lets go to McDonalds!” Y/N begs her friend, Alyssa.


“I’m hungry!” It was a lie. She wasn’t hungry. She just didn’t want to leave yet. Her soulmate was only going to be in this area for today and tomorrow, and she already wasted today. Y/N just wanted to stay in the area in hopes to see him. She didn’t write anything on her arm to tell him. What would she say? ‘hey sorry there was traffic?’ Pathetic. Alyssa didn’t know to boot. How were you supposed to tell your best friend, “hey the guy your crushing on? In that band? Yeah he’s my soulmate”. Yeah, that wouldn’t go over well. Alyssa would probably use it to boost her Twitter fame or message Luke.

Y/N and Alyssa were sitting in a booth near the door when Alyssa spots them.

“Omg, Oh my lord, Its them!” She stage whispers to Y/N.

“Who?” Y/N asks turning in her seat. Alyssa reaches out and snags Y/N’s arm, pulling her back down into her seat.

“Don’t look!” Alyssa says like its the most obvious thing in the world. “Its Five Seconds of Summer!” She says with a little yelp and giggle. “And their soulmates,” Alyssa adds on darkly. Alyssa would like to say that the fandom liked the soulmates, and they totally do! But everyone in the fandom can’t help but be a little salty that they weren’t 5sos’s soulmates. Luke is still up for grabs though. Nobody knows who his soulmate could be.

“I’m going to go talk to them” Y/N announces to Alyssa, about to stand up.

“What? are you crazy? You gotta play it cool!” Alyssa insist, standing up herself. Y/N lets out a little laugh at the memory of Alyssa’s last ‘playing it cool’ act.

Y/N leans back in her side of the booth. “go ahead, i’l watch from here!” Y/N says, just as Luke spots her.


Luke couldn’t breath. That was her, sitting in the booth, just across the McDonalds. He could take three steps (five for a regular sized person) and he would be in reaching distance with his soulmate. His heart couldn’t take it. He takes a step towards her.

Luke’s friends looks at him with curiosity. Wondering why he was looking at some girl in the middle of a McDonalds like she was his hope.

Then it hit Emily, Ashton’s soulmate, like a ton of bricks, “Guys! Do you think that’s her?” Emily stage whispers to the rest. Everyone gives suspicious nods.

Then Luke bumps into Alyssa.

Y/N watches Luke and Alyssa from the booth. “Excuse me,” Luke says, trying to be polite, his attention was on the girl in the booth. He tries to step around Alyssa. Alyssa moves to block his way again.

“Oh! I am just so sorry!” Alyssa says. Y/N watches as she pretends to drop something and proceeds to stick her butt in Luke’s face. Y/N silently giggles from her seat a few feet away. Alyssa was not the smoothest person… like ever. Y/N stands slightly to get a better angle

Then Y/N makes eye contact with Luke. The whole world stopped. His eyes were as blue as the liquid they use in pad commercials. His dirty blonde hair flopped down across his forehead. He licked his lips, darkening the shade slightly.

Then Luke makes eye contact with her. The whole world stopped. Her hair, her clothes, she just looks perfect. You could say she looks so perfect standing there.

Y/N watches from a distance, although every inch of her body wanted to go to her soulmate. As much as she wants to actually meet Luke, Y/N also wanted to see what Alyssa would do next. A good friend would save her form embarrassment, a best friend would watch… then help.

“Sorry!” Alyssa says again as Luke tries to move around her again and she blocks him… again. “Such a klutz!” She yells.

“Oh my lord! Move bitch!” The girl holding hands with Ashton yells. Her name is Emily if Y/N could remember it correctly. Alyssa looks taken aback and Y/N thinks this is a good time to say something.

“Hey! Don’t talk to my best friend like that!” Y/N yells back, moving out of the booth. Then she adds in a stage whisper, “bitch.” Emily gasps, tugging her hand out of Ashton’s.

“You want to go right now?” Emily yells, and Ashton places a hand on Emily’s shoulder. Y/N wasn’t sure if it was for reassurance or to hold her back, if necessary. Y/N is not one to back down from a fight, but now way was she a fighter herself. Luke looks at Y/N with wide eyes.

“You just insulted my best friend! Of course I’ll fight you!” Y/N screams. Everybody in the McDonalds is looking at them now. The employees were frozen in place, watching, but unsure of what to do. Do they call the cops? There wasn’t a fight… at least not yet.
“Stop it!” Luke abruptly yells. It causes the two girls to shut up for a moment, giving Luke their attention. Luke turns to Emily, “Please shut up, she’s my soulmate!” He says in a stage whisper, hoping to sway her. Emily grumbles a little, but keeps her mouth shut. Then Luke does something nobody was expecting. He takes the last two steps between Y/N and him and wraps Y/N in his arms.

It’s like coming home, Y/N decides. Y/N never really had a home, she moved a lot and her parents were a nightmare. Luke, he felt warm, like baking cookies in the oven or talking to a best friend. He smelled of sweat, but Y/N didn’t mind.

It took a minute, but Luke finally breaks apart from her. It felt to Y/N as if she is suddenly missing something. She is missing his warmth.

“I thought you said you were going to be at the concert,” Luke says, cupping Y/N’s face in his hands.

“There was traffic, and a curling iron mishap,” Y/N begins to explain when suddenly she heard a screech. Y/N quickly pulls away from Luke to face her best friend, Alyssa.

“YOU KNEW!” Alyssa yells so loud that the restaurant shakes a little. “How long?” Alyssa demands.

“A few days,” Y/N says shyly.

“A FEW DAYS?” Alyssa yells again, in disbelief. “You didn’t tell me for a few days? I thought we told each other everything!” Alyssa yells, broken hearted.

“How was i supposed to tell you?” Y/N says despretly, she looks around at the restaurant for an answer. Y/N notices a few phones pulled out and pointed, no doubtedly on the camera app. “Let’s not do this here, Alyssa,” Y/N begs.

“You didn’t tell me about Tom, you didn’t tell me about the trip to Paris, and now this? Are we even friends?”


“You went on that trip and didn’t tell me! You were gone for days, and you wouldn’t pick up your phone!” Alyssa yells. Y/N had really messed up this time. Y/N, over the past few years had a streak with Alyssa of not telling her what was going on in her life, breaking their first and vital rule as best friends: tell each other everything.

Tears were streaming down Y/N’s face now, Luke reaches over to wipe them away, but Y/N instinctively swats his hand away. “I said I was sorry! I’m sorry I didn’t tell you! I’m sorry I didn’t tell you about Luke!”

“Sorry isn’t enough this time! I hope you have fun with your new friends.” With that Alyssa storms out.

Y/N was out of words. What just happened? One second she was defending her friend, then she met her soulmate? Then she gets into a fight with her friend? Y/N is left in the middle of McDonalds looking around for her own answer. Emily opens her mouth to speak, but Ashton quickly puts a hand over it, silencing whatever she was about to say.

Y/N turns to Luke, knowing what she had to do next. “I have to go after her,” Y/N says, as the only explanation. Then Y/N ran out into the warm summer night after her friend.

Luke was left in a McDonalds, phones pointed at him, his friends staring, and with absolutely nothing. He has nothing of her, not even a name. He didn’t have a phone number. He didn’t have a picture. The only thing he had was a memory.


Y/N runs out of the restaurant. Her head is still spinning. It seemed like everything was going okay and then it all turned on the head. She still couldn’t really grasp what happened. All Y/N knows now is that she needs to find her best friend. Y/N’s head is on a swivel, looking left and right.

Y/N lets out a small breath of relief, when she spots Alyssa’s tight ringlets. Y/N rushes over to the girl, wrapping her arms around her body.

“Alyssa…” Y/N says.

“What?” Alyssa snaps, wriggling out of Y/N’s hold and snapping around to look at her.

“I’m sorry.”

“You always say that! And I always forgive you! Y/N… this was your soulmate. All I wanted was to be excited for you and experience it with you! Instead you ignore me!” Alyssa yells, grabbing tightly onto Y/N’s arms, trying to get her point across.

“I’m sorry! I was just so worried about what you might say or do, if I told you he was Luke Hemmings.” You try to explain, “I was worried you might try something or I don’t know,”

“You do know though,” Alyssa accused correctly.

“Yeah. I was worried that you would be jealous and try to use me to get to my soulmate,” You admit, worried what she might say.

“I’m a friend first, Y/N. I’m a fangirl second,” Alyssa says. And thats all you need to embrace each other again. “I still don’t forgive you about the Paris thing though,” Alyssa says, surprising Y/N, “But I will forget,” Alyssa ends, causing both girls to laugh for a second.

They only laughed for a second, because then Alyssa’s big clunky purse was stolen. The girls glance at each other for a moment before running after the criminal. The girls were both in track, and although the guy was fast, the girls had technique to fall back onto. When reaching the guy, Y/N jumps onto his back, bringing him down, due to his unsteadiness. Alyssa reaches the thief second, she grabs her purse and proceeds to kick the man on his side. Y/N stands up herself and proceeds to do the same.

So thats how the three of them, a robber, Alyssa, and Y/N ended up in the back of a cop car. The girls were in there for Public Assault, while the robber for, well, robbing. The girls look at each other and gives out a silent giggle. This is one hell of a night.

This is one hell of a night, Luke thought. He and the rest of the band decide to get food and wait, hopefully Luke’s soulmate would come back. Luke thinks over his night. His soulmate missed his concert, but he found her in a McDonalds, picking a fight with Emily (Ashton’s soulmate). Then once Luke gets Emily to shut up, her friend… Alyssa was it? She starts yelling at his soulmate. Then Alyssa storms out, causing Y/N to leave only saying, “I have to go after her.” So yeah, it’s been one hell of a night for Luke.

It was about and hour or so later, since they finished their meal, and still no sign of Luke’s soulmate. Luke finds himself tapping to an unknown beat, and ignoring his friends conversation. All Luke can do is stare at he door, hoping that his mysterious soulmate would appear.

Its another hour later when Alex, Calum’s soulmate suggests that they go back to the hotel. “No” was Luke’s first response.

“She might go to the Hotel,” Alex tries to rationalize.

“No, I’m sure she’ll come here,” Luke demands. The rest of the group nods a little, but Alex continues to push.

“How about some of us go to the hotel, just incase?” Alex says. Luke suspects that she is just tired. Of all the girls, Luke has spend the least time with Alex. So there is not much allegiance between the two of them. A wave of anger washes over Luke, didn’t Alex realize how important this is? She had already found her soulmate, but Luke is left empty. Didn’t she remember when she first met Calum? Didn’t she remember the best day of her life? Didn’t she realize that the best day of his life was just pulled out from under Luke’s feet?

“She has a point,” Calum says after a few beats of nothing. Luke nods, understanding. If his soulmate was here he would back her up no matter what happened. “Me and Alex will go back,” Calum says, standing with Alex. They are about to walk away from the table when Luke speaks.

“Please just stay in the Lobby? Just incase?” Luke asks of his friend. Luke knows that plenty of fans know where they’re staying, and so one girl, claiming to be Luke’s soulmate would not be let through. Even if she was the real thing. Calum gives Luke a subtle nod and they leave.

Luke places his head in his hands. Its been three hours since they finished their food. He could tell that everybody just wanted to go back to the hotel. They stayed for Luke though.

“Luke,” Ashton says, breaking the silence. The noise of talking died out about a half hour ago. Now all was left was little comments. “Luke, look at my phone,” Ashton passes his phone over to his friend. Then there she was. Luke lifts the phone, gently into his hands. On the phone is a video that was posted to twitter of Luke’s soulmate shouting at Emily, Luke hugging her, and then Alyssa shouting at his soulmate. The caption on the tweet, “Luke’s soulmate?” There wasn’t a clear picture of her, her back faced towards the camera. But Luke would know her anywhere.

Luke looks up for the first time in a while. Hope is written on Ashton’s and Emily’s eyes. reassurance was in Mikey’s eyes, and Jackie (Michael’s soulmate) is sleeping on Michael’s shoulder. Although Calum and Alex wasn’t here, he knew that they would be in the lobby, waiting for her to show up. All Luke could think about is how lucky he is to have these friends. That and he understands why she had to leave.

“Um, I’m sorry but you have to leave,” An employee says, sneaking up on the group. They collectively jump. They give him a dumb look. “It’s midnight, and we need to close,” He says as an explanation.

So they all stood, Mikey woke up Jackie, and they left. All Luke could think, is why didn’t she come back?


It’s the Morning when Y/N and Alyssa are released from the Police station. They had a court date in hand, and they were free to go. Alyssa has her phone whipped out in her had as Y/N calls a taxi.

“Did you find it yet?” Y/N asks anxiously. She tries to peer over at Alyssa’s phone, but Alyssa expertly moves it away.

“I’m trying, I’m trying!” Alyssa yells as the taxi pulled up. “Got it!” Alyssa yells, stepping into the taxi. Alyssa gives and Address to the driver and they are off.

When they arrive, there is a crowed of girls bunched at the door. They scream for Calum and his soulmate Alex. Y/N and Alyssa push through the crowed, (not easily, mind you) and they reach the door where there is a body guard posted. Y/N pushes past Alyssa to talk to the guard.

He beats her to the punch though, “May I see your keycard miss?” He asks, focusing his attention to Y/N.

“I don’t have one,” Y/N says, and is about to continue when he cuts her off.

“No keycard, no entry, sorry,” He says, not sounding sorry at all.

“Please let me in, Luke’s my soulmate,” Y/N begs, knowing that this is her only way in.

“Hah,” The body guard gives out a half-laugh, “That’s what they all say!” With that he dismisses the girls.

Y/N and Alyssa take a look at each other, before starting to scream with the rest of the girls. They yelled for Calum and Alex, who was standing in the Lobby of the hotel talking, and occasionally looking out into the crowed.

Then Calum spots her. It’s the girl that Luke claims to be his soulmate. She showed up. “Oh my god!” Calum says, rushing to the door. Alex, Calum’s soulmate, looks at him in curiosity. Calum turns around, “Thats her right?” Calum asks and Alex gives him an encouraging nod.

Calum saw her, they were in. The girls stood inside of the hotel lobby, looking at Calum and Alex. “So you’re Luke’s soulmate?” Calum asks Y/N. She nods, “Cool what’s your name?”

“Y/N” She responds. After a few beats of silence, she talks again, “Where is Luke?”

Luke slept in the Lobby last night, in hopes that she would show up at the hotel. Then, in the morning when she didn’t show, he left for the McDonalds with Emily, Ashton, Jackie, and Michael. They left Calum and Alex back at the Hotel just incase she went there. The fans had all had found her twitter account, after seeing the video of her, and so the boys followed her. His soulmate wasn’t following the boy’s twitter though so they couldn’t DM her.

Luke’s leg begins to vibrate, causing Luke to whip out his phone to look at the caller ID. Once he sees the name on the screen, he quickly picks it up.

“Calum? Whats going on? Did you find her?” His questions come out all at once. Spilling from his mouth like truths. Ashton, Emily, Jackie, and Michael’s eyes were quickly on the boy. They look at him with interest, ready to hear what Calum has to say.

“Um, It’s not Calum,” Says a female voice over the phone. Her voice sounds angelic. Like an orchestra playing. Luke knows immediately who it is, sitting up straighter, he prepares himself for the conversation at hand.

“Yeah?” Luke asks to fill the silence.

“Yeah, It’s Y/N,” She says. Luke silently mouthes the name, testing it on his lips. “um your soulmate?” She adds on, to jog his memory.

“I’ll be at the Hotel in five minutes,” Luke says standing up, causing the rest of the group to stand also.

“Okay,” She says and Luke hangs up the phone. He could talk to her all day, but he’d rather talk to her in person. Luke bursts through the McDonalds door and start running. The rest of his friends start sprinting behind him, calling his name occasionally. All Luke could think about is getting to the Hotel. When outside the Hotel, Luke and the rest are bombarded. Luke continues to push his way through the crowed, forgetting manners. When Luke reaches the door, the body guard immediately recognizes him and opens the door. Luke mumbles out a quick thanks, but then he sees her.

“Oh my god,” Luke whispers running to Y/N and wrapping her in a hug. He pulls her head to his chest and cradles her there. He can’t believe he found her; his soulmate. She breaths out, and takes a deep breath of his scent. He smelt like McDonalds and sweat, but she knew that she would grow to love it. It’s a minute or so before Y/N speaks.

“Luke-“ She begins to say, trying to pull away.

“Let’s talk upstairs?” Luke quickly asks. Y/N nods along to his idea, and the nine of them travel to the Elevator and to Luke’s room.

Luke, and Y/N sit on the bed, next to each other and Luke catches Y/N’s hand in his own; causing red to spread across Y/N’s cheeks. Alyssa stays standing next to Y/N. Michael sits on a chair next to the bed and Jackie sits on his lap. Emily and Alex sit on the bed next to Luke.

“So who the hell are you?” Emily asks, nodding her head to Alyssa. Y/N is prepared to jump up and defend her best friend, but with a sharp tug on her arm by Luke she says sitting.

“She’s my best friend, I thought I made that clear,” Y/N growls. Her guard is up, and she is ready to jump up incase of another attack on her friend.

“Y/N calm down,” Alyssa says, her stance also defensive.

“She shouldn’t talk to you, or anyone that way!” Y/N says. Emily herself looks like she is ready to fight.

“Don’t tell me what to do!” Emily yells, defending herself.

Alyssa and Y/N ignore her this time. Their eyes meet and they both silently agree that she isn’t worth their time. “Luke what are we going to do?” Y/N ask her soulmate.

“What do you mean?” Luke asks genuinely curious.

“I mean, what are we going to do about being apart? If we’re apart for too long we’ll get sick” Y/N says

“Simple, you come on tour with us,” Luke easily proposes. He doesn’t see why this is so much of an issue. The other girls did it.

“I can’t come on tour with you,” Y/N says, and the whole room freezes.


There is a collective breath in the room before it starts.



“What do you mean can’t come on tour?”

The boys and their girl’s shouted these things at Y/N making her want to curl up in a ball and leave. It was true though, she couldn’t go on tour. She is in the middle of Finals Week in her last year of College. There is no way she’s giving up her dream for her Soulmate. Y/N has always wanted more. Everybody else seems content just having a soulmate, but Y/N wants a life. A life outside of her relationship.

“I mean, I can’t come on tour. At least not for a few days. Its finals week,” Y/N says, looking directly at Luke.

The shouting starts. They boys yell to screw school and that her soulmate is more important than an education. Their girls start off at the boys side, but slowly start to side with Y/N and Alyssa. The girls draw upon their own lives and what they gave up to be with the boys.

“I was going to be a doctor!”

“So your job is more ‘important’ than my dream job?”

“I may not have had a plan, but I didn’t need you,”

These are all quotes from the girls yelling at the boys. The boys, excluding Luke, yell back their own small comments, but what could they say? The girls did give up their lives to be on tour with the boys. Sure they seems to enjoy it, but they always had other dreams outside of the boys and their dreams.

“What should we do?” Luke whispers to Y/N. The yelling of the girls and boys continue in the background, but neither Y/N nor Luke is worried about them. They’re soulmates, they’ll work it out. They have to. It’s written into their genes.

“I have to finish Finals. I’ll come to wherever you are in like four days?” Y/N asks. She had been thinking about this for hours now. She couldn’t ask Luke to leave the band for her, so he can’t ask her to leave her life to go to him.

“Okay,” Luke says agreeing to her plan. It’s not that Luke didn’t think that Y/N would have her own life before him, he just thought that he life wouldn’t be so much of a problem. He just thought that she would want to be with him, her soulmate, more than she would want to be…well whatever her profession was. Was being her soulmate not enough for her? Was being Luke Hemmings not enough? He is successful, and he’s always told how handsome he is. What else could he do?

“Do you have a phone charger?” Y/N asks. Her phone died sometime during the police investigation, and she needed to check some things for a school project.

“Sure” Luke says, taking her phone and plugging it into his charger. The couples were still fighting about god-knows-what. They had moved off the topic of what they had to give up to be with the boys and were spread out into their own arguments now.

“Yo!” Alyssa suddenly yells, shutting everybody up.

“What?” Jackie says annoyed. Her finger is poised into Michaels chest. Michael looks more frightened than he ever has before.

“Nothing, this is just getting stupid. And we have the computer final in three hours,” Alyssa says looking at Y/N, “So what are the two of you going to do?” She says bluntly.

“I’ll catch up to the tour in four days; after finals,” Y/N says. All the girls give approving nods. While the boys look a little bug eyed.

“What if Luke gets sick,”

“We can’t lose out lead singer,”

“Just come with us”

Emily grabs Ashton’s collar and tugs him down to her height. “You are Lucky she is willing to come on this stupid tour,” Emily looks at the rest of the guys now, “So shut up,” She says darkly.

Y/N and Alyssa make eye contact after Emily says her thing; they both whisper a quick “Damn.” Michael, still looks frightened, while Calum stage whispers, “Whipped.” Luke just stays seated on the bed looking at Y/N like its the last time he’s going to see her. Y/N stands, preparing herself for what she is about to say.

“Alyssa is right, I need to go,” Y/N says, then she leans down and kisses Luke on the cheek, leaving the whole room surprised. She grabs her phone off the charger, a glowing 5% lit up in the top corner. It will have to do. Y/N and Alyssa are halfway out the door when Luke yells.

“Wait!” He yells, Y/n and Alyssa turn around, expecting the worse. Luke just takes Y/N’s phone out of her hand and inserts his name and number into it. “Okay baby,” He says, then leaning down to peck Y/N on her cheek. The girls ‘aww” in the background, followed by groans from the boys.

“I’ll see you in four days,”

“Four days,”

Then she left, again.


“All will come to a happy end” Y/N whispers to herself. She was on her way to Holmdel New Jersey. Thats where the boys were today, along with their soulmates. She just finished her last semester at college. Her final grades will be in soon. Y/N is secretly happy that she chose a career that she can do on the road with Luke.

What Y/N was not happy about was the twitter notifications. It had been after her Computer final. She doesn’t have notifications on regularly, but if she had they would’ve been bombarded. When Y/N saw the little red bubble in the corner of her app with over one hundred notifications on it she was shocked, and a little scared. Y/N is always happy with being unknown. She loved being anonymous, having nobody know her, having nobody pry into her private life. Y/N would have to admit that she would miss it. It’s inevitable now that she’s the Luke Hemming’s soulmate that people would be curious.

Y/N understood their curiosity to some extent. She understood that they loved Luke and wanted to make sure she was treating him well. She sometimes looked up celebrities and did the same thing. Did they really need to know her middle name though? Or the town she grew up in? It was ridiculous. Why do they have to care about her? She is just supposed to be a nobody, but here she was, soulmates to Luke Fucking Hemmings.

Y/N arrives at the Hotel and parks her car in the lot. Outside the doors there was bunches of fans. Y/n expected to just walk through, unstopped, because she is a nobody right? Wrong. When the fans get a first glimpse of her, her name “Y/N” and “Luke’s soulmate” ran through he crowed of girls. They don’t move from the door though, not wanting to give up their spots. When she gets in reaching distance there is asks for her picture and autograph, which amazes her. Why do they care?

Y/N takes a few awkward pictures, and signs a few random strips of paper and walks inside. She never thought she would have to do that. She never wanted to do that. She only did it because she had waited outside of hotels before, trying to get a glimpses of her favorite bands. She knows what its like to be ignored before.

Luke and her have been texting and they were staying in the same hotel room on the fourth floor. He was in soundcheck right now, so she would have to get the keycard from one of the girls that was left behind. Y/N tugs on her suitcase to bring it into the hotel elevator next to her and presses the button labeled “4.”

Thats when the dreaded thinking starts. She feels so torn right now. There is Luke, but there is also her career. She left Alyssa for Luke, but if she could choose who would she choose? Probably Alyssa. Y/N doesn’t know Luke that well. She knows that one day she will love Luke, but right now, she feels more loyal to Alyssa. Does that make her a bitch? Probably. Y/N wants a career outside of Luke. She needs to feel productive, not just a trophy wife. or girlfriend. or whatever they are. She settles it in her mind, she may have had to leave Alyssa, but she won’t leave her career. As soon as she settles on this the door to the elevator opens.

She makes her way down to room number 127, which is supposedly Ashton and Emily’s room. The door swings open to reveal a Jackie, and behind her Emily and Alex.

“Hey,” Y/N says suddenly nervous. They all look skeptical of her, but Y/N couldn’t blame them. Every time they have seen each other, there has been yelling. “Luke said to get the keycard from one of you?” Y/N asks nervously, her bag next to her.

Jackie motions her to come inside the room. Y/N steps into the room and Emily stands and gets a card off the dresser. Emily holds out the card and Y/N reaches for the card, but Alex beats to it, snatching it out of Emily’s hand.

“So tell us about yourself?” Alex says waving the card around. Y/N takes a deep breath.

“Um, well…” Y/N trails off, “What do you want to know?” She asks finding her words.

“Do you stan the band?” Jackie suddenly asks.

“Do I what?”

“Do you stan the band? Do you like 5sos?” Jackie asks again in a ‘duh’ tone.

“Sure?” Y/N says it as a question. The other girls look at her skeptically. “I mean, I’m not a huge fan, but I never hated their music…” Y/N trials off again, hoping she didn’t just make it worse.

“Omg same,”Alex suddenly breaths out, causing a quick “what?” from the other girls. “I was never a big fan until i was one of their soulmates! And then once I said I was a fan everybody assumed i was some big fangirl, which I’m not.” Alex says quickly, to the surprise of the other girls. “I love them now, obviously,” She says in a ‘duh’ tone.

“I was always a big fan,” Emily says, having Jackie agree with her. “Tell me you at least know who ketchup is?” Emily says with begging eyes.

“Who?” Y/N and Alex reply. Emily and Jackie groan at their obliviousness. “Do you remember that Hannah Montana episode where they rubbed their hands in ketchup?” Y/N says after a few beats of silence. The other girls laugh, remembering the episode.

“I remember trying that!” Jackie yells, causing the other girls to laugh at her stupidness. “Hey! I was like seven, don’t laugh!” Jackie says, trying to defend herself.

“I remember when I was seven, I broke my arm playing golf,” Alex pauses, causing the other girls to scream “how the hell did you break your arm playing golf?” Alex just shrugs her shoulders and continues with the story, “After the hospital, i put ketchup all over the cast because my brother said it would make my arm feel better,” Alex finishes the story, looking at the gasps of horror on the other girl’s faces.

“I remember when my brother was like ten and i was seven, My brother and his friend were play sword fight in the driveway, but there were no more plastic swords and i wanted to play, so i took a golf club and clubbed my brother in the head!” Y/N says, the girls look at her in horror until Y/N adds that everyone was fine. All the girls break down laughing then.

They all sit there for a while, forgetting about Luke’s room, talking about stupid things they did when they were younger. Then Alex checks the time.

“We should probably go to diner now if we want to make the concert,” Alex says.

“Yeah, let me put my suitcase in my room?” Y/N asks. As they are walking to her room, Y/N asks another question, “Do you guys always go to the concerts?”

“Not really anymore.” Emily replies, “We’re going tonight since it’s your first night and all,” She explains. Then Y/N remembers something.

“I’m sorry by the way, for yelling at you?” Y/N apologizes. Emily nods along to what Y/N says and accepts the apology saying, “that you were just trying to protect your friend.”

Y/N slips her keycard into the door 128 and it opens. She walks inside, flipping on the light. Y/N gasps under her breath, and swears a little. There is only one bed in the room. She is sleeping with Luke tonight.


Luke bites his lip, and tries to relax. It seems impossible. His muscles are tightening, causing his strumming to be irregular and awkward. He could tell by the looks of Calum and the other band members that, he wasn’t doing so hot. They were at soundcheck right now. Luke is so nervous for Y/N to see him that its affecting his playing. He is forgetting lyrics and strumming the wrong chords.

“Luke what’s going on?” Calum asks him, as they leave the stage.

“I don’t know, I’m just nervous,” Luke says, trying to rationalize his feelings. It was the first time Y/N would see the band play, after all. The boys were supposed to meet the girls for diner in about a half hour, so they all go quickly change into something less sweaty and are on their way.

When they arrive, Jackie, Alex, Emily and Y/N were already sitting at the table, the four seats across from them open. Luke hangs back a little. The other boys give their respective soulmates a kiss and sit across. Luke just looks at the back of her head, imagining the last image of her face he can remember. The blush from his kiss, the sweat from the night gleaming on her forehead, and the worry in her eyes. Now he is ready for a new image of her.

She looks beautiful, is all he can think as he catches the first glimpses of her. Her hair is long, but not too long, basically glowing in the light. Her eyes glimmer with hope? maybe a little anxiety? She seems relaxed with the girls, but once the group of guys came, she seemed to freeze a little.

Luke walks over to her seat and offers her his hand. She is already staring at him, quickly looking between him and his hand. Then she takes it. Luke pulls her up into his body, hugging her tightly. Luke, looking at the rest of the group sees some approving nods from the boys and warm smiles from the girls, then he closes his eyes because all he wanted to do was memorize Y/N.

Y/N leans into him, unsure if She is ready for this or not.

The concert is loud. The only thought that can run through Y/N’s head is the direction you are going in. Fans are crowded in the pit, were she is to be standing during the concert. A few girls come up to the rest of the soulmates, looking for a autograph or maybe a pass backstage (The girls have been known to give a few out). Jackie, Emily, Alex, and Y/N stand on Calum’s side of the stage, to Calum’s enjoyment. Y/N spots Michael give a jealous look during the concert also.

Luke couldn’t keep his eyes off of Y/N. She notices how he would continue to steal glances at her during the concert. There is something surreal, knowing that somebody will love you. It leaves Y/N gasping every time. She never thought about having a soulmate until now. Now she knows whats it’s like, could she ever leave? It was not secret, at least to herself, that she didn’t want to be famous. She didn’t want to have to sneak around. She didn’t want to be the person that gave out backstage passes. Y/N is secure in her anonymity.

Y/N couldn’t keep her eyes off of Luke. She watched him jump around and have the time of his life on stage. Could she give him that happiness? If she couldn’t could she leave him? She shakes her head, this is crazy talk. They’re soulmates. Soulmates are made for each other. They can’t leave. If they leave they will start to get sick after a few days, and if it last a few weeks, they’ll die. All of this goes into effect after they meet of course. Y/N doesn’t know what to do. The answer seems so obvious, to give in and be with Luke, become famous, and tour the world. But also there is parts of her which is refusing. She doesn’t want that. She doesn’t want to be famous. She never cared to tour the whole world. But she does want Luke.

When they get back to the hotel rooms, Y/N excuses herself from the rest of the girls. They were all pretty tired, so they skipped seeing the boys after the show tonight, in favor of seeing them later on. Y/N goes to the bed in Luke and her’s hotel room, and sits on the bed. She bury’s her head into her hands. It hurt to think of leaving. But could she stay? And give up everything? Once your Famous, it’s not like you can go back.

This is how Luke found her. He heard her sobs from the outside of the door. It was like his heart was breaking with each of her sobs. He stands in the doorway of the room, scared to help, but more scared to leave. She is mumbling about being unsure. Her head lifts from her hands and makes eye contact with Luke, which she quickly breaks. Luke thinks his breathing stopped when she looked away. Luke takes a careful step foreword, closing the door. Nobody needs to see this. Y/N is looking frantically around the room, trying to associate herself with her surroundings. Her breath is picking up, to the point where she seems to be choking on nothing. Luke stands frozen in the door as he watches her fall apart.

“I can’t do this!” Her strangled cry runs out. Luke rushes to her.

“What can’t you do?” He places an arm around her. He tries to bring her to his body, but she lashes out.

She doesn’t know who is sitting next to her. Y/N feels the connection, but when it tries to restrain her she lashes out. She doesn’t want to be controlled. She had been controlled her whole life. Now she wanted the freedom to be herself, not just somebody’s soulmate. Words like this and worse run through her head. She remembers how she was called fat as a kid, she remembers being bullied on the playground, she remembers the first time a boy looked at her as more than just a fat kid. It had been after she lost all the weight. It was the same boy that bullied her. She remembers how she bought into his lies. She remembers throwing up. She remembers everything. She doesn’t want to be that little kid anymore, who was controlled by her bullies. She wants to walk the streets without judgement and without being acknowledged. She doesn’t want to be Luke’s soulmate. Why did it have to be her?

“I can’t do this!” She cries out again, grabbing his shirt, fisting it into her hands. She can’t handle the judging. She can’t handle it! “Why,” She cries out.

“Why what?” A warm voice says.

“Why do I have to be his soulmate?” She chokes out.


“Why do I have to be his soulmate?” She chokes out.

“You have to be his soulmate, because thats your destiny,” Luke says quietly, wrapping his arms around her. His mind begins to race with questions about not being good enough, but he pushes them back. Right now his soulmate needs him. “Its like how the world turns, and how the bird fly south in the winter, its their destiny. I bet if you gave him a chance, it wouldn’t be so bad,” Luke says softly. Y/N’s hands tighten in his shirt.

“I don’t want to be famous,” She cries out. She tugs on Luke’s shirt more, he is sure it will rip soon.

“It’s okay baby,” The words slip from Luke’s mouth easily. He says it as a whisper, only meant for her. He presses his lips to her forehead.

She looks up, her eyes glassy. He watches her eyes as they change in recognition. She scrambles back to the end of the bed. “I’m sorry,” She whispers, swiping a stray tear from her cheek.

“No, it’s okay,” Luke whispers, edging closer to her. “It’s my dream to be famous, not yours,” He whispers, edging closer again. She watches the inches between them disappear. Luke sees her muscles tighten, ready to flee if necessary. The thoughts of not being enough are back and flooding his mind. Luke struggles to stay focused on her, like he should be. “Y/N,” He whispers, and every single one of her muscles tighten again, preparing herself like a cat ready to spring.

“It’s not okay…Luke,” She says recognizing who it is in the room with her. It would never be okay with her. “How am I supposed to do this?” She asks, the tears welling up in her eyes again.

“No, no, you don’t have to do anything. We are doing this together.” Luke says, taking her hands. He wraps them in his own and gives a small squeeze. Her body relaxes back into the bed. She nods like a small child, willing to believe anything their parents say. “Look, look at what is written on this skin,” Luke pulls his shirt sleeve up to show faded sharpie marks of their short conversations.  He had been washing around his arm for the past week, trying to preserve the little conversation they had. Luke had dozens of photos on his phone of the text in its prime. “It’s you and me, baby. Forever.”

“What if I can’t do this? I can’t handle the pressure,” She cries out, trying to convey how broken she is. She is trying to tell him how she can’t do it.

“It’s okay, It’s okay, we’ll start slow okay?” Luke rushes to say, trying to quiet her down again. Trying to stop her tears. “We can’t be apart. So your just gonna come on tour with us okay? We don’t have to tell anyone who you are, we don’t have to tell anyone, okay? All you need to do is be on the tour bus with us,” Luke says gently, trying to get her to agree. She nods numbly. Y/N is still shaking a little.

“Do you want to go to the tour bus now?” Luke asks. Y/N gives a nod. “Okay,” Luke stands, and pulls Y/N up with him. Y/N quickly looks around for her bag, but Luke grabs her face and focuses her attention back to him. “I’ll get our bags later, okay?” Y/N gives an approving nod and they move out of the room, one hand on Y/N’s back.

The two of them pass Ashton in the hall. Once he see’s Y/N’s red eyes and tear strewn face he opens his mouth to say something, but Luke quickly gives him a look. Ashton ducks his head and moves to his room to pack.

When Ashton gets to his room he grabs Emily by her arm and spins her around to face him. “Wha- Hey Ashy!” She says with a big smile. She quickly spots his serious mood and her smile fades. “What’s wrong?” She asks, her body at attention. Emily is a helper, that is who she is. She lives to make people smile and happy, much like Ashton. Ashton tells he what he saw in the hall.

Emily quickly starts going down the stairs to try and catch Luke and Y/N to try and help when she bumps into Mikey right outside of her door.

“Hey, Em, What do you think of Blue? Because Jackie says- Hey! why ya in such a rush?” Michael asks Emily. Emily looks up, panic in her eyes. Michael quickly jumps into action. “Are you okay? Emily? Do I need to get Ash?” He asks quickly. Emily rarely panics, so to see her in such a jumpy state was rare. Emily is more of a calm helper.

“No, it’s Y/N, Ashton saw Luke taking her out to the bus-“


“Let me finish Mikey! She was crying, I want to go see if I can help,” Emily moves to walk around Michael, but he quickly grabs her arm and pulls her back.

“No, I’m sure Luke’s got it,” Michael says, but he wasn’t so sure. His and Luke’s rooms are next to each other, and he thinks that he heard some crying in there. Maybe even a panic attack, Michael thinks, remembering the heavy breathing and the yelling. Michael pushes Emily back into the open door to her room, “Just stay here, Luke’s got it,” Michael promises, leaving her there.

Michael walks back to his room. He knows what panic attacks are like, and Emily doesn’t, he would be much better helper. Michael just wants to check on Jackie first. He opens the door to the room to see Jackie with her checklist, making sure that everything was packed. Jackie may be punk rock, but she is secretly like Monica from Friends. Always has a list in her hand. “I’m going to head down to the bus,” Michael announces to Jackie.

“What? I thought we were gonna ‘do it’ one more time!” Jackie says, protesting.

Michael shakes his head. “I would love to, but I think Y/N needs me,” Michael tries to explain.

“Why would Y/N need you?” Jackie says, getting immediately defensive.

“Not like that baby, I think she had a panic attack,” Michael says, grabbing Jackie’s hips and pulling them into his.

“Is she with Luke?” Jackie asks, knowing that only a soulmate could calm down Y/N. Jackie had been there for a few of Michaels most recent panic attacks, and it seems like Jackie always knew the best thing to say to help him calm down. It’s odd that anybody can calm Michael down too, considering he likes to be alone when he’s having a panic attack. “Then everything is okay, okay babe?” Jackie says. She pulls away from Michael and sits him down on the bed. “Finish packing,” Jackie demands, handing him a list.

Jackie walks out of the room feeling more nervous then ever. Even though she has only known Y/N for a night, she just fits in so well with the girls…. Jackie walks over to Alex, and Calum’s room for reassurance from Alex. Jackie knows if she tells Michael just how nervous she is about Y/N he would storm down to the bus to try and help, which could just make things worse. Also, sometimes people just need their best friend.

“Hey,” Alex says opening the door.

“Y/N had a panic attack!” The words rush out of Jackie’s mouth. She is the worst at keeping secrets.

“What? Is she okay?” Alex says quickly, moving out of the room and into the hall. Y/N had told the girls that she will sometimes get bad panic attacks when she is really stressed out, and they are like hell for her. She also mentioned that she is scared to be soulmates with Luke, something that all the girls kinda just breezed over.

“I don’t know Luke took her down to the bus,” Jackie says, and Calum walks up behind them.

“What happened?” He says, oblivious to what was going on.

“Y/N had a panic attack,” Alex says, filling in her soulmate.

“Does Luke know?” Calum says. The girls give him a ‘duh’ look and Calum puts his hands up in surrender. “She is probably fine then. Luke’s got this,” Calum says, trying to reason.

Suddenly, two more doors open on the floor at the same time. Michael stood in one door and Emily stood in another with Ashton behind her. Everyone froze in the hall, they all know what’s going on and want to help, but all frozen, knowing that Luke is the only one who can truly help. Like a movie, they all walk to meet in the center of the hall.

“I have to go down there and help,” Michael says, about to turn away when Jackie, his soulmate, grabs his arm.

“No, we can’t” Jackie says. “Luke is her best bet,” She says.

“I think we should go down there!” Emily says to the circle. He motherly instinct kicking in.

“Luke can handle it,” Calum says, his usually quiet voice rising over the rest. “Jackie knows it, and we all know it. You all will just overwhelm her,” Calum says from experience. The boys had helped Micheal out with his panic attacks before, and he would hate it when the three of them would crowed around him asking questions. They did it to try and help him, but it didn’t do so well with working.

The elevator chimes abruptly and the group looks over to see Luke walking out of the elevator. Everyone quickly jumps on him, not literally.


“Is Y/N okay?”

“Can we go see her?”

Their questions are sprung onto Luke, and he feels like he is at a press conference suddenly. He looks around the group, and with their frantic eyes, he figures that they all knew what happened. Luke takes a deep breath and begins to speak.


“She’s okay,” The group lets out a collective sigh. The worry seeping out of all of them, that some didn’t even realize that they had.

“Can we go see her?” Michael asks, ready to jump around Luke to help someone who has gone through the same as him.

“I don’t know,” Luke breaths out. He is unsure about what to do next, he is unsure if he should be doing anything. He would never be enough for her, so why try? Luke will never be enough for the girl who is destined to share a bed with him. And he knew it. He knew it when she said she didn’t want to be famous. He knew it when she didn’t want to be his soulmate. He knew it when she was crying hysterically about wanting more for herself. Luke will never be enough.

As if sensing his friend’s sadness, Micheal wraps Luke into a hug, followed by the rest of the group. They look at Luke in worry, they know he’s been going through a lot with Y/N right now, but none of them had stopped to think about how that would really be effecting him.

Ashton pulls away first and begins to take charge. “Okay, Mikey and Emily, go down and make sure Y/N is okay. The rest of us will stay up here, with Luke, finish packing, and be down in a half hour with everything,” Ashton says. He sends Michael down with Emily to see if Y/N is okay, because he knows the two of them are probably he most nurturing, well Emily is. Michael just understands what she is going through.

Ashton leads Luke to his room, where Luke begins to grab his things and put it back in his suitcase. “What’s wrong Luke?” Ashton asks, and Luke slams his suitcase onto the bed, which only caused it to bounce a little.

“Nothing,” Luke grits out. Luke is not an angry person, so what’s left of the group flinches back a little.

“Can we have some space?” Ashton asks the rest of the group. Jackie and Alex nod and turn to leave, but Calum stays put. Alex looks over her shoulder and motions for Calum to follow, but with a shake of his head, Calum stays put. Ashton looks over his shoulder to see Calum and Calum just gives a small shrug.

“What’s got you upset, mate?” Ashton asks, accepting the fact that Calum is here to stay.

“I don’t think she wants me.”

“What do you mean she doesn’t want you? You’re her soulmate?” Ashton exclaims, and Calum gives a subtle nod.

“I mean, she wants to do something more with her life! Something I can’t give her! She says she doesn’t want to be famous!” Luke exclaims, violently throwing clothes into his suitcase.

“She can be something while being with you,” Ashton tries to reason.

“Look, I don’t think she knew it was me in the room when she said this, but she said, ‘Why do i have to be his soulmate?’ If that isn’t enough to say that she doesn’t want me, I don’t know what is.” Luke says, throwing his suitcase shut.

“Mate…” Ashton begins to say, but Luke’s choking sobs cut him off.

“I just want to be enough for someone,” Luke says, sitting down on the bed. Silent tears roll down his face, as the horrible thoughts flood into his brain. Luke bows his head, as he thinks of what could’ve been. If he just had a different soulmate. If only he had someone who would thing he’s enough. He’s nice. He’s been told all his life how handsome he is. He brings home enough money to support them. Why does she want to have more? What could she want that he can’t give her.

“Luke…” Ashton starts again, but he is out of words.

“Luke, its not that you aren’t enough,” Calum says, kneeling down next to Luke. “There are just some things that you can’t give people. From what I hear from Alex, Y/N is not someone to sit back and relax. She is always doing something. It’s not that you are not enough, it’s that she wants something more outside of Love.” Luke nods numbly along to what Calum says. “She needs you, just as much as you want her. You can’t give up on these kinds of things,” Luke throws himself off the bed and onto Calum, wrapping him into a hug. “Let’s all finish packing and go down, yeah?” Calum asks after a few moments. Luke peels himself off of Calum and turns to finish packing.

When the whole group is ready, they proceed to the bus.

When Luke is outside the bus, a few steps away from the door, he feels something heavy jump onto him. He stumbles back a few steps, and drops both suitcases in an effort to catch the girl.

“I’m so sorry,” His soulmate whispers in his ear.

“I’m so sorry,” His soulmate whispers in his ear.

“For what baby girl,” Luke whispers back.

“For saying I didn’t want you. I want you. Damn do I want you,” Y/N whispers in his ear, biting it playfully.  Luke smiles, holding his baby close. He tucks her under his chin.

“I want you too,” Luke says, “But I think we need to talk,”

“Yeah, okay,” Y/N agrees. The two of them commandeer the back room of the bus, closing the sliding door. The other’s had little argument, because after all that had happened today, they all knew that the pair of them needed alone time.

They sit in the back of the bus, on the circular couch, across from each other. Luke’s legs are so long that they tangle in Y/N’s. She discreetly leans her own legs against Luke’s. They sit there for a few moments, looking at each other. Luke looks up at her through his eyelashes, flashing his baby-blues, and says, “Baby, won’t you come over here?” He asks, his hands wringing.

Y/N swiftly moves to sit next to him and Luke cheekily does a yawn-and-stretch, wrapping his arm around Y/N. He pulls her into his chest, and she leans her head onto his chest.

“What are we going to do?” Luke asks, nervous for her reply.

“I-I can’t, I want to have a job, Luke,” Luke opens his mouth to say something, but Y/N quickly catches on and playfully covers it. Luke scrunches his eyebrows a little and looks down to her. “I’m going to freelance coding” Y/N tells Luke. She glances up at him through her eyelashes, ready for his argument.

“Okay, that sounds good baby,” Luke says. Y/N lets out a sigh that she didn’t know she was holding.

They sit there for a few beats, breathing in each other. They are both memorizing each other, unknowingly to the other. They both sit there, listening to the other’s breaths. They both sit there, hearing the other’s heartbeat. They both sit there trying to remember that the other is alive. That they are together. That they wouldn’t let go of each other.

Y/N lets out a heavy breath, bringing Luke’s attention to her. She starts to wiggle out of his hold, and announces that she has to pee, making Luke give a little chuckle. She opens the sliding door and moves out of the room.

Luke still doesn’t know much about his Soulmate, but he knows that he will have his whole life to learn about her. He does know the way her hair shines in the sun though. He knows that nobody’s eyes can sparkle like her’s. He knows he will never go looking at another girl again. Why would he when he has Y/N?

A bubbling Michael burst through the door, “Its me the love of you life!” He proclaims.

“Please, I can wear heels bigger than your dick,” Luke says, quickly responding without thinking. Michael lets out a big, stomach rumbling laugh.

“Please,” Micheal begs, his laughter continuing on. Luke gives a fake chuckle, before Emily pushes pas Mikey.

“What’s so funny,” Emily asks.

“Baby, come back, i wanna cuddle,” Ashton whines, following his soulmate to the back room. He grabs her hand and drags her to the couch across from Luke and pulls Emily to sit on Ashton’s lap facing him. For once in his life, Luke isn’t jealous of the pair. He has his own little sunshine.

“What’s going on?” Y/N asks, pushing past Michael, who is still standing in the doorway. Y/N moves to sit next to Luke again, but Luke wasn’t having it. He’s only been able to touch her for the past few hours, so he will be damned if she only sat next to him. Luke pulls his baby girl onto his lap, his chin resting on her shoulder. “Nice butt Emily” Y/N comments playfully, facing the pair, and Emily throws her hands to protect her already covered behind. Ashton’s hands quickly cover her’s and soon he is the one holding Emily’s bum. Y/N watches as Ashton pulls Emily in for a kiss and Luke squeaks, covering Y/N’s eyes.

“Do you wanna watch a movie?” Michael says from the doorway. They all hear a distant yes from the front of the bus. Jackie walks past Michael and motions for him to follow her. Calum and Alex show up in the doorway holding hands.

“I heard we were watching a movie?” Calum asks dragging Alex to the couch. Everybody moved to make room, but every one was still squished.

“What movie?” Emily asks, attempting to turn around so she can see the tv, but Ashton tightened his grip on her, not wanting her to move.

“Deadpool, duh,” Michael says, getting up and popping the DVD into the player. He sits back down, causing a groan from Jackie and Calum, whom he was sitting in-between.

Was this what family is like? Y/N has to wonder as the movie begins. Putting up with each other’s bullshit? Is this what family was like, watching the tv together. YN had always found family with her friend Alyssa, but she had never had people other than Alyssa care when she had a panic attack. Emily and Michael really helped Y/N. They understood what she is going through. Talking to Emily is like talking to a long-lost friend. They just clicked so well, just like Y/N and Alyssa did. It’s amazing. The group dynamic is just so nurturing for creativity, and they genuinely care. Even though Y/N is the latest addition, they all were so worried about her.

It’s a few days later. Y/N and Luke is just getting to know each other. Trying to figure out their patterns, and to try and remember their habits. They are both trying to memorize the other. They are back in New York City after Toronto, and Y/N is excited because she asked Alyssa to drive down to meet her. She drags Luke through the city which she visited every few weeks as a kid. Y/N’s parents were obsessed with the city, but didn’t want their children to grow up in it.

“Hey!” Alyssa shouts, wrapping Y/N into a hug. Luke is standing behind Y/N in aviator and a hat. He looks around a little worried that fans would pop out and drag him away. Luke loves his fans, but right now his whole mind is focused on Y/N and meeting Alyssa formally.

The two girls walk into the restaurant chatting, and Luke follows. Y/N had told Luke that Alyssa is like her sister, and that she didn’t care if they were soulmates, Alyssa’s opinion could break them up. Luke wasn’t that worried though, wasn’t Alyssa a fan?

Sure, Y/N told Luke that Alyssa could break them up, but it wasn’t exactly true. Nothing could break up soulmates, and Alyssa would be stupid to try and break them up. She told Luke that to get him nervous. She wanted Luke to really try to like Alyssa, Y/N is worried that Luke would only look at her like a fan, not a friend.

“So Luke…” Alyssa starts, drawing out her words. Y/N is quick to hide her face, knowing what question is coming next.

“Have you and Y/N done the dirty yet?” Alyssa asks, and Luke chokes a little on his coffee.

“Um, no? I’m not a rabbit,” Luke says, trying to add some humor to the conversation. When he gets no reaction he goes on, “But if Y/N wanted to, I would. I don’t want to pressure her,” Luke says.

“Okay, so have you gone on any dates?” Alyssa asks, and Y/N quickly picks up her head.

“Give it to me,” Y/N demands.

“Give what to you?” Alyssa says playing innocent.

“The tape recorder,” Y/N says. Luke looks between the two of them with wide eyes. His soulmate is badass. How did she know that Alyssa has a tape recorder, Luke wonders.

“What tape recorder?” Alyssa asks.

“The one in your pocket,” Y/N says confidently. She knows that Alyssa has a fan account for 5sos and to get an exclusive interview on Luke and his soulmate would be pure gold. Alyssa throws a tape recorder onto the table, the film inside still running. “The other one too,” Y/N says with a sigh. Another tape recorder is thrown up onto the table. “And your phone,” Y/N says again and Alyssa’s iphone, which is opened up to the voice memo app is on the table. Y/N carefully stops all the recordings and takes the tapes out, and deletes the voice memo. “I thought I told you no taping?” Y/N whines to her best friend.

“Sorry bub, but this was such a good opportunity!” Alyssa says, jumping in her seat a little.

“Oh, Alyssa,” Y/N says, “I thought we said, Friend first, Fangirl second!” Y/N yells playfully. Alyssa and Y/N let out laughs, not knowing what they were laughing about themselves. Luke looks around nervously, not understanding the joke, if you could call it that.

They leave the Café after a few hours, heading back to the tourbus with Alyssa so she can see it and meet everybody else properly. They all walk excitedly to the bus. Alyssa and Luke got along really well, and Y/N is happy about that.

Y/N glance up and quickly recognizes a face, one that she hadn’t seen since College. Her eyes widen and she nudges Alyssa about it. She looks up too and recognizes the face. It was a name that she has written about on her skin before.


BTS REACTION to you breaking up with them

Requests are open! MESSAGE ME 

Rap Monster: His heart would literally sink to the bottom of his stomach. He wouldn’t try and stop you from leaving. He wouldn’t cause a scene and try to make you stay. He wouldn’t be angry at you. He’d let you leave. Once you left, he would sit down on his couch, place is head in his hands, and just cry. He had just lost someone he loved but didn’t love him the way they used to. “If she’s happy.. That’s all I want.”

Originally posted by eatjin

Suga: Suga wouldn’t do anything. He would sit there for a second, you trying to make eye contact with him. You would try your hardest to get his attention but it would only lead to him yelling at you to get out. You didn’t want to argue. You knew it was for the best in order to follow your own dream. Once you were gone, Suga would try to stay mad but cursing your name and saying he hates you but in reality, his heart was broken. He would have a break down and lock himself in the bathroom and just cry. “You were the best thing that’s ever happened to me y/n. I’m sorry i couldn’t support you on your journey.”

Originally posted by yoongijae

Jin: Jin would just break down right in front of you. He would try and ramble words to get you to stay but you knew this was the right thing to do. He would beg and beg but the fame was too much for you. “Please.. Please stay.” You would hold back your own tears and leave before he could see you cry. He would just crawl up on the floor and hold onto whatever he had left of you. “Please.” he’d whisper over and over. “Please.”

Originally posted by nycbtslover

J-Hope: JHope would just sit there for a second. He wouldn’t know how to react. He thought things were fine but he didn’t realize you were unhappy. He was always gone. He would get so sidetracked, it felt as if he wasn’t even there anymore. “I can really only blame myself. I’m so sorry…” He wouldn’t ask you to stay as much as we wanted to ask you. Life was hard right now and he had his career to focus on. Once you left, he would curl up in a blanket and just fall asleep crying.

Originally posted by hobiswife

Taehyung: He would overreact at first. He wouldn’t come to terms until you cupped his face and looked him in the eyes. You would tell him your sorry and kiss his forehead gently. You needed to go home for a bit and figure out your own issues. You could tell your emotional health was effecting Tae and you didn’t want to bring him down anymore. He was rest his cheek in your hands and whisper “I just wanted to help. I just wanted to help you get better.”

Originally posted by pangguk

Jimin: Jimin would sit there and cry. As soon as those words left your lips, he knew exactly why. He wanted to fight for you. He wanted to hold on to every bit of you. But there was someone else and he knew he couldn’t be there for you like he could. “All I want for you is for you to be happy. And if this is what needs to happen, then let it happen.” You kissed his cheek, thanking him for all he’s ever done for you and you would be on your way. In the end, Jimin would eventually come looking for you and would confess his love for you and you two would get back together. He was never able to truly get over you.

Originally posted by mvssmedia

Jungkook: Jungkook would try and get you to stay. He would say he’d be better and focus more on you but the connection was already gone. He needed to focus on his career and you felt like you were just dragging him down. You wanted to see him succeed and you would rather do it from the sidelines, where you began, as a fan. “Promise me, after this is over, we can try again?” You would smile and kiss his cheek and would say time can only tell. He would smile even though he was heartbroken. “I’m going to come find you!”

Originally posted by jengkook

Jeff Atkins - Request #2

Okay Forrest off your writing? PERFECTION BABE! And second do you mind is you do a Jeff imagine where the reader is an introvert and extremely shy and throughout his relationship with her he pushes her out of her shell,he encourages to speak up and mingle and go to parties and all that cause he is really social

Originally posted by cynicalsunset

You had met in summer school the summer  before sophomore year began. He had flunked out of math and because you had no social life, you tutored at the school. Somehow, the gorgeous, drool-worthy jock started to like you and by the end of summer session, you two had become inseparable and he had asked you to be his girlfriend.

The only problem was - you were complete opposites. Jeff was very outgoing. He had a ton of friends, went to parties, participated in events, always wanted to go out and meet new people and have crazy adventures.

You on the other hand weren’t so exciting. You were extremely shy. You had three close friends. Your ideal Friday night was throwing in a bath bomb and soaking in the tub while reading a book. You rarely spoke to people you didn’t know. You liked watching shows like Law & Order and trying to solve the case before they did.

Polar opposites.

So when the school year began, you were nervous as to how your relationship with Jeff would transpire. Over the summer you two were in your own little world but in school, there would be other people in play. You knew Monty - of course - because that was his best friend, but other than that you didn’t know his friends at all and they only knew you as “the girl Jeff ditches us for all summer.”

“Hey gorgeous” Jeff smiled, approaching your locker.

 His hands wrapped around you in a hug and he placed a kiss on your lips before leaning against the locker next to yours.

“Hey.” You blushed, still not accustomed to the public display of affection he loved so much.

 “So - will you come to the game tonight?” He asked as a nervous expression took over his face.

You froze at the question, biting your bottom lip before lifting your eyes to look up at him. “I - I don’t know Jeff - I “

 “Come on, Y/N. It’s the first game of the season.” He cut you off. “Besides, you’re like super hot and I want to show you off. Is that so wrong?”

You blushed again, lowering your head to hide the redness in your cheeks. No - it wasn’t wrong, it was just different. Jeff was incredibly popular and that crowd was way to intimidating for your liking.

 “Well….” He poked your sides, making your giggle.

 “Okay.” You gave in. “Okay fine.”

“Really?” he asked, raising in brows in disbelief that he heard you correctly.

 “Yes, really.”

 “Good, then we can finally get some one on one time. I promise.”  

 You could hear the cheering from the gymnasium echo down the empty hallways of the school. This wasn’t the first time you were there after hours but it was certainly the first time you’d been there to attend a game. A game in which you’re boyfriend was apart of.

“Goooo Tigers!” The cheerleaders yelled as you dragged your feet to walk through the gym doors.

 Stepping in further you saw Jeff dribbling his way down the court. He seemed to spot you right away, his eyes lighting up as they landed on you. Mid-dribble, he blew you a kiss causing everyone to stare at you before a three pointer and everyone cheered in unison.

 You smiled, lowering your eyes to the ground as you made your way to the bleachers to take a seat. Though you loved knowing you had his attention, you hated the fact that now everyone else was looking at you.

 Sheri took a seat next to you, taking a breather from cheering while the game was going on. She smiled wide and bumped her shoulder against yours in a friendly gesture.


“Hey.” You replied, unsure of what she was going to say.

You knew Sheri because everyone knew Sheri. She was head cheerleader, organized a bunch of school events, always did good in class - yet the fact that she even knew you existed blew your mind.

 “So you’re the little darling Jeff never stops talking about.”  She  smiled.

 Jeff never stopped talking about you?

 “Well I can only hope.” You replied with a kind smile that mimicked hers.

 She laughed and held her hand out. “Well I’m Sheri. I wanted to introduce myself. When I found out Jeff had an actual serious girlfriend, I was super excited to say hi. Y’know these boys track record with women. They never stick around long enough but I’m so happy he’s found someone he likes so much!”

You smiled, nodding your head, you really weren’t one for small talk and she seemed like she could go on forever.

 “Sheri - get back over here!”

 The cheer leading coach yelled over at her. Sheri jumped up, not missing the pep in her step as she smiled down at you.

“It was great meeting you!” She waved back as she ran over to the rest of the team.

 Alex took a seat next to you, averting his eyes from Jessica who was cheering tonight.

 “Hey.” He said.


 Alex was cool, you always talked to him in class and waved when you saw him in the hallway.

 “What’re you doing here?” He asked. “ I never see you out.”

You shrugged, taking your eyes off the game to meet his. “Promised, Jeff I’d watch the game. What’re you doing here?”

 “Promised Jessica I’d watch her cheer. She made it seem a lott cooler than this.”

 Looking over at the cheerleaders waving their pom poms you laughed. “Yeah, it doesn’t seem all that exciting.”

The buzzer went off and Liberty won by 10 thanks to Jeff and Zach. You clapped and cheered along with everyone else before Alex said goodbye to go over to his girlfriend.

Jeff ran over after one last talk from the coach. He wrapped his arms around you, spinning you around as he kissed you. With your arms wrapped around his neck you laughed, hanging onto him.

“You won!” You smiled as he put you down.

 “See - it’s cause I got my lucky charm with me.” He smirked, leaning down to kiss you again. “Now let me grab my bag and I’m all yours for the rest of the night.”


“What’re you doing tonight?” Jeff asked, throwing his arm over your shoulder as he caught you walking down the hallway.

 Books in hand, you shrugged. “Nothing why?”

“Monty’s throwing a party and you’re going to be my date.” He smirked, looking down at you.

 “A party? I - I don’t think so babe. It’s not really my thing - “

“But it’s mine.” He stopped walking to stand in front of you. “Come on. I love hanging out with you. My friends are dying to meet you. We’ll have a few drinks, mingle a little bit, then we’ll be out.”

 His big blue eyes looked down at you and he stuck his lip out in a little puppy pout that you couldn’t resist. With a deep breath, you nodded.

 “Fineeee.” You let out in a whiny tone. “But it’s your job to save me from any awkward conversation.”

 “Deal.” He laughed leaning down to kiss you before you two started walking again.

 The closer you got to the front door of the house, the more nervous you got. This was Jeff’s crowd. These were his people. You had to make a good impression. Although, it didn’t look like it would matter that much since you could smell the liquor coming off everyone’s breathes the second you walked inside.

 How in the hell Jeff convinced you to show up - you had no idea. You hated parties. Hated the concept. Hated the crowds. You barely knew anyone.

 Still you kept your word, walking through the crowd with Jeff’s arm over your shoulder, claiming you as his. A few people chanted his name and he laughed, holding you closer until you got to the kitchen.

“Beer?” He asked, walking up to the keg.

 “Please.” You nodded, letting your eyes wander to see if there were any familiar faces in the crowd.

 “Look who finally made it!” Monty’s voice cut through the noise as he approached us with open arms.

 Jeff handed me the cup of beer before hugging his friend with a laugh. Monty hugged me after and through his arm over both of our shoulders while he walked us to the backyard .

“Alright, now we can finally get this shit started. Guys look who’s here!”

 Your eyes widened realizing you were about to be thrown into the lion’s den without any warning. Justin Foley and Bryce were the first to notice. Their lips curled into smirks as Monty walked us over.

 Jeff gave them all half hugs while you stood awkwardly behind until he turned back towards you. “Guys - I’m sure you know by now. This is Y/N. Y/N - this is Zach, Toby, Justin, and Bryce.”

 “Hey.” You did your best to put a confident smile as you gave a small wave.

 “Well now I know why Jeff’s been hiding you -” Bryce smirked, circling the two of you to take a better look before Jeff pulled you close.

 “Why’s that?” You asked, not liking the look in his eyes.

 “Cause one of us might want to steal you from him.”

 “Dickhead.” Jeff shoved him, half-playful, half-serious.

 Bryce laughed, and Zach shook his head. “I know you, you’re in my communications class right.”

 “Uh, yeah. I think so.” You nodded.

 “Oh you’re here!” Sheri’s voice interrupted them. “Yay! Come on! I want to introduce you to the girls!”

 “Go.” He smiled, “Have fun. Sheri’ll take care of you.”


 She took your hand to pull you away.

Later that night, Jeff had decided to walk you home. After a few drinks, driving seemed out of the question and the two of you walked hand in hand down the street.

 “Tonight wasn’t so bad was it?” He asked, taking his eyes off the night’s sky to look down at you.

 “No - I guess not.” You shook your head. “Just nothing I was used to.”

“We’ll sometimes you gotta break out of your comfort zone babe.” He smiled. “They all really liked you. I knew they would.”

He brought your hand up to his lips to kiss it and you smiled wide, your cheeks hurting like they usually did when you were with him.

 “It’s called a comfort zone for a reason though.” You returned.

Originally posted by tiiffanym

“Yeah well you’re not 90 and for as long as you’ll stay with me - we’ll be trying new things together, deal?”

“Ok. Deal.” You smiled, leaning up to kiss him.

 A/N: I didn’t proof read but I might later! Lol so please excuse any errors. I hope you enjoyed reading it and if you have any requests, Please feel free to inbox me. :)

Fanfic prompt

Person B is on a (blind) date with C, since their day was really shit tho, a slow and clumsy waiter(A) was the last thing they needed…leading the to yell at the waiter and their date leaving

That night, B can’t sleep cause they feel bad for the waiter (A), so B tries to apologise and make it up to A with a coffe

A just accepts the apology not the coffe tho.
B tries the next week to repay A in some kind of way, slowly falling for them, until A agrees

Sky’s The Limit; Connor Murphy x Reader

Word Count: 2,870

Request:  I-I’m sorry but would you please uh take this into consideration? It’s a Connor Murphy x reader where Conner is having a really bad morning(bc of Larry getting mad at Connor cuz he said he’s depressed) and the reader gets worried. And during lunch Zoe, Alana, and reader bust into the cafeteria holding a speaker and playing ‘Helpless’ while the reader plays Eliza and sings it to Connor. If it n-not to much trouble of course. If, if you don’t want to you don’t have to!

A/N: This is garbage. I’m so sorry. 

Warnings: Swearing, Larry being an asshole? Terrible writing (but what else is new?) 

Tradition was an odd word for the Murphy family. They used to have “traditions” when Zoe and Connor were kids. Every summer they went to the apple orchard and had picnics. They used to fly kites but then Zoe and Connor decided that toy airplanes were cooler so they switched to that instead.

Every fall they went to the pumpkin patch. They would go through the corn maze. Zoe and Connor would team up and try to reach the end before their parents. Sometimes Connor would start to get scared because he thought they were going to get lost but Zoe was a master at navigating her way out of a corn maze. She mostly did this by listening to the people in front of her. If she heard some kids up ahead yelling about a dead end, she knew which way to go. She would tell stories to Connor while they walked to take his mind off the idea of getting lost. Once they got home, they would watch “The Nightmare before Christmas.” It was always their favorite Halloween movie. They would eat the caramel apples that they got from a booth at the pumpkin patch until Zoe and Connor ultimately fell asleep in front of the TV.

Every Christmas, Zoe and Connor would put red and green M&M’S in their cereal to make it more festive. Their mother hated this since it wasn’t healthy. She would often scold them by saying, “that cereal already has plenty of sugar, you don’t need more!” but they didn’t listen. They would decorate together, a tradition that Connor hated because his mother was so damn particular about the way she wanted the house to look. Connor tried to start the tradition of hanging the mistletoe on one of the blades on the ceiling fan because it would make the kissing more like a sport. His parents never did this though. They would bake cookies. Well, their mother would bake cookies. Connor and Zoe would lick the frosting off of the electric beater.

These traditions dwindled over the years. They stopped doing things as a family. The traditions turned into “things Connor and Zoe would do while their parents were fighting.” This mostly included playing hangman and games where they pretended to be animals. Connor had an obsession with “The Jungle Book” and Zoe was going through a phase where she loved horses so it seemed like a good fit.

The only tradition the Murphy family seems to have these days is the daily fighting during breakfast. Connor isn’t even sure what started it this time because he mostly tuned his family out. But somehow, it lead to his father yelling at him. Actually, he wasn’t yelling at Connor, he was yelling at his wife about Connor. It was like Connor wasn’t even there. He wasn’t sure what his father was saying since he was only half listening but he did tune in long enough to hear these words:

“For god’s sake, he isn’t depressed or complicated. He’s lazy. He’s ungrateful and frankly, I’m sick of it. He has nothing but contempt for this family. What have we ever done that filled him with so much hatred? We’ve supported him, we’ve given him a good home, we’ve given him the world and he doesn’t give a damn about it.”

Connor’s ears perked up at this. Normally, he doesn’t dignify his father’s yelling with a response because he knows it will only make his father yell more but today felt different. Connor could tell there was going to be something different about that day from the minute he woke up. Today was going to be the day that he finally snapped at his father.

“What did you just say?”

His father looked at him like he had forgotten his son was there dining at the table and knowing his father, he probably had.

“You heard me.”

Connor let out a sarcastic chuckle. “No, I’m not sure I did. It sounded like you said you’ve supported me but that can’t be right. You’ve never supported me in anything.”

“See? This is exactly what I’m talking about! You don’t appreciate anything. We’ve given you everything and all you do is complain!”

“What exactly have you given me, dad? You try to control me and when that doesn’t work you just shut me out. How you are going to say that you’ve supported me when you literally just called me ungrateful and lazy? You say that I’m making things up for attention and then you turn around and try to act like you’re the father of the year. If you’re really going to say that you’re such a great dad, you should probably make sure you’re doing something worthy of that title. I don’t need a bunch of fancy, useless shit and money, dad. I need-“

He paused and then started back up again, quieter this time.

“You don’t even care what I need, do you? You don’t even know what I need because you don’t know me. You’ve never tried to know me. You don’t know anything about me.”

His father’s voice was booming. “Oh, you think I don’t know you? You think you’re such a big mystery to me? I know you! You blow through life like a complete disaster and you knock down everything and everyone in your path. I wonder if Y/N knew what she was getting into when she got with you?”

“Don’t you dare bring Y/N into this. You don’t care about her and you don’t care about me. You’ve never cared. Nothing I’ve ever done has been good enough for you. You’ve made that pretty fucking clear but you don’t get to stand here and tell me that you have supported me and then turn around and call me a disaster.”

He got up and slammed the door behind him and he tried not to think about the fact that when he father mentioned all the things he had given Connor over the years, love was not one of the words he used.

Connor was usually pretty good at hiding things, except when it came to you. He could say something in a certain tone and no one else would bat an eye but the minute he said it to you, you could tell something was wrong.

Today was no exception.

“Are you feeling okay?”


This was the response he usually gave when you asked him and he usually never meant it.

“Are you sure? Did something happen this morning?”

“Just the usual shit.”

You knew Connor well enough to know that this was not the usual shit. He was tense. When you would look at him during class you could see him focused intently on the paper in front of him. He was scribbling away but you couldn’t actually see what he was writing. Every time you would try to lean closer, he would cover up the paper with his hands and he seemed to shrink in on himself. It was like he didn’t want to you to look at him, so you didn’t.

He still held your hand and walked with you to your classes. He put a smile on his face but it wasn’t a very convincing one. Something was different. This wasn’t the usual shit. Something was wrong.

Despite the fact that Connor didn’t have a good relationship with his sister, you and Zoe always got along quite nicely. You wouldn’t say you were best friends; Connor rarely invited you over because of his family, so even though you liked Zoe, you didn’t see her often.

You decided to hang outside her classroom to ask her if she knew anything about Connor. Even though the two of them weren’t particularly close, she had something that you didn’t: an inside look to the Murphy household. At the very least, maybe she could explain what happened that made Connor act this way.


Zoe and Alana stopped walking to face you.

“Hey Y/N, what’s up?”

“Do you know what’s up with Connor? He seems… distant. Far more distant than usual.”

“Oh, he um- he got in a huge fight with dad this morning. Normally, Connor just shakes his head and ignores it but today, he fought back. It got pretty ugly. You even got mentioned too.”


“Yeah, but don’t worry. Connor shut that down real quick. He wasn’t going to take any chance of our dad talking shit about you.”

Your pride in your boyfriend surged at the mention of these words. Connor had defended you before. You’ve seen him go off on a fair amount of people once he found out that they were messing with you in some way. You’ve even had to stop him from getting into a few fights because you didn’t want him to kill anyone or take a chance of getting expelled. But the fact that Connor was willing to stand up to his nightmare of a father, just to defend you when you weren’t even around, made your heart melt. Even though people thought Connor was a troublemaker, he was genuinely a very caring boyfriend. You wished more people about that side of him.

The three of you continued to talk. Zoe told you more details of the conversation and you all collectively agreed that Larry Murphy was an asshole. Even though Zoe didn’t always get along with Connor, she seemed to think that her father went too far this time.

You kept thinking back on how happy Connor made you. You felt overwhelmed by this urge to just show him that you appreciate him, that you love him.

To be perfectly honest, you weren’t really expecting Zoe and Alana to go along with your plan but you needed the both of them if you wanted to make this perfect. You were genuinely excited that they both seemed so eager to help.

Zoe Murphy was more rebellious than you originally thought. She somehow managed to learn the schedules of all the teachers in the music department. You watched her remove a bobby pin, pick the lock with ease and before you knew it you were walking down the hallway with the speaker in your hands.

Alana took care of all the choreography. You weren’t really sure how she learned to dance so well but she just shrugged like it was no big deal.

By the time lunch rolled around, the three of you were ready. You felt slightly nervous. You’ve never done anything like this before and you weren’t sure how Connor would react to it. You didn’t want to embarrass him or somehow make him more upset. You were doing this purely to lift his spirits and you hoped he would receive it that way.

You felt Zoe’s hand on your shoulder.

“Y/N, breathe. We’ve got this.”

Before you could even think of a response, the doors of the cafeteria opened with a loud thud.

Complete silence in the cafeteria is not a sensation that you are accustomed to. It catches you off guard to hear the ringing of complete calm in a room full of teenagers that you almost forget what you were meant to be doing in the first place.

Zoe pressed play on the speaker and you almost missed your cue.

Connor sat through lunch with two thoughts on his mind:

Where is Y/N? and Why the fuck is someone singing?

The voice seemed to be drawing nearer and getting louder and Connor was struck by the feeling that the voice was definitely familiar. He turned to see you. Your gaze was locked on him and he felt speechless.

“You look back at me and suddenly I’m helpless.”

He could feel his neck heating up and a blush spreading across his skin. He could feel people looking at him and his first instinct was to run or hide. People already thought of him as a “freak” and he tried his best to keep attention off of himself so that it wouldn’t become worse.

Look into your eyes and the sky’s the limit. I’m helpless. Down for the count and I’m drowning in ‘em.”

He recognized the song. It was from one of those damn musicals that you loved so much. Even though he would never admit it, he actually really liked it. You’ve played it for him before and he couldn’t deny that it had a way of getting stuck in his head. He’s often caught himself singing it underneath his breath while painting his nails. He has a particular soft spot for Hamilton’s verse. He sometimes likes to imagine that he’s singing to you. Now, oddly enough, you’re the one singing it to him.

One week later, I’m writing a letter nightly. Now my life gets better, every letter that you write me.”

He felt hypnotized by the performance. Zoe’s backing vocals worked well with yours. Alana’s voice was nice too. Although, he wasn’t sure if that was actually her name. he didn’t really know anything about Zoe’s friends.

All thoughts of embarrassment were gone. Everyone else seemed to fade away, even Zoe and Alana. It was like you and Connor were the only two people in the room.

You were dancing happily and Connor couldn’t help but smile at the sight. He would also be lying if he said he didn’t find it wildly attractive. Every movement you made spoke to him like a form of poetry. He watched you move your hips and he had to fight down the desire to grab you by the waist and pull you into him. He wanted to feel your body melt into his. He wanted to kiss your lips and tell you how fucking exquisite you were.

“That boy is mine.

“That boy is mine.”

You made your way to Connor and draped your body over his lap. He looked down and winked at you and chuckled at the blush that was suddenly painted over your face.

You lifted yourself up and suddenly the two of you were face to face.

“I look into your eyes and the sky’s the limit.”

He saw that familiar spark in your eyes that he loved so much. He was so easily captivated by your eyes. Every time he looked into them he felt like he could dive into the bottom of your soul. You were looking at him like you were seeing past all the flesh and bone and bullshit rumors. It was like you were looking into the real Connor, the one that he wasn’t even really familiar with himself.

And he felt fucking helpless.


“Absolutely. Not. No fucking way.”

“Connor! I think this is a great idea!”

Ever since you performance, you’ve been trying to convince Connor that “Helpless” should be “your song.”

Connor shot this idea down by saying, “That’s so fucking dumb. Who says that every couple has to have a song, anyway?”

“Well I guess we don’t have to but it would be nice, don’t you think?”

Connor did think it would be nice but he wasn’t ready to admit that yet.

He continued on, “Besides, don’t you think Alexander and Eliza are a terrible couple to represent us? He fucking cheated on her!”

“Okay, that is true. Although, he wrote her some really romantic letters.”

You pulled out your phone to look for an example. You didn’t even notice Connor staring at you in adoration while you did it.

“Here! Listen to this: ‘I have told you, and I told you truly that I love you too much. You engross my thoughts too entirely to allow me to think of anything else- you not only employ my mind all day; but you intrude upon my sleep. I meet you in every dream- and when I wake I cannot close my eyes again for ruminating on your sweetness.’ See? Isn’t that fucking romantic, Connor?”

Connor did think that it was romantic but he wasn’t ready to admit to that either.

“I’m not saying he wasn’t a smooth talker but he was also kind of a prick. He also once wrote her a letter complaining that she didn’t write him enough. Then he bitched about how she had no excuse not to write him because she didn’t work like he did and she had all the time in the world to just sit around and think about him. That’s ridiculous! How fucking self-important do you have to be to just assume that a woman has nothing better to do with her time than lay around and think about a man?”

You agreed that this was shitty but you still rolled your eyes.

“It’s just a song, Connor. It’s our song.”

So he let you play it for him one more time and he- reluctantly – agreed. It was perfect. Now that he was listening to it again, it didn’t feel like Hamilton and Eliza. It felt like you and him.

He caught himself singing it under his breath and he hoped you couldn’t hear him.

You could hear him but you pretended that you didn’t. Still, you couldn’t help but smile at the words.

I look into your eyes and the sky’s the limit.”

The Qualities Stuck In A Room With Each Other

Cardinals (Aries, Cancer, Libra, Capricorn)

Capricorn grows increasingly stressed out as they have important things to do and cannot afford to be trapped in a room. Capricorn’s wrath triggers Cancer’s anxiety, and Cancer soon begins to hyperventilate. Aries begins to get pissed off, because Cancer and Capricorn won’t calm tf down; this leads to yelling at them so that they’ll relax. This only causes Cancer to get offended and Capricorn to start yelling back at Aries. Just as they are about to start punching each other, Libra steps in. Libra hates any kind of conflict, so they silence everyone with their soothing voice. Libra mentions that they are all very good at leading, in different ways, and so they should work together to figure out how to escape. Within minutes of trying this out, they are miraculously outside again.

Fixed (Taurus, Leo, Scorpio, Aquarius)

Each passing minute only brings more tension among the group. They all have their own thoughts and ideas, but none of them want to listen to the others. Leo is being very showy and dramatic and keeps mentioning that they are all going to die in the room. Leo’s behavior is seen as obnoxious by Taurus and Scorpio. Taurus wants to smother Leo with their strong embrace, while Scorpio keeps fantasizing about shooting Leo. Aquarius is in a world of their own and not really paying attention to the conflict around them. As Aquarius begins to pray, an alien spaceship beams them outside.

Mutable (Gemini, Virgo, Sagittarius, Pisces)

Virgo is having pretty bad anxiety, but Pisces is able to soothe them after awhile. No one really understands why they are here, but they assume that they are part of some new experiment. Pisces and Sagittarius are still high from their morning smoke, so they sit back and relax. Gemini and Sagittarius take turns joking around and lightening up the mood, until even Virgo can’t stop smiling. They never really think about how to get out or care that they are trapped. They all just go with the flow. Eventually, the experimenters feel bad for them and let them out.