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anonymous asked:

Did Matt make sexual advances at Leah? Because Amber flipped out talking about leah but It doesnt seem like leah likes matt very much.

Why would you assume he made sexual advances at Leah? That’s really disturbing and odd… 

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Fine, I will admit the truth. I do not wish to be the father I had, nor do I wish to be the father Marcel has come to loathe. Perhaps I am better as a myth. And Hope is better off without me.

Loki and the Girls

21st birthday - a Justin Bieber imagines

“Come on Y/N, it’s your birthday!” My best friend Leah said as she sat down on my bed. “You’re turning 21, that needs to be celebrated with shots and guys” she continued. I turned around under my covers and looked at her.

“I don’t wanna celebrate, I have nothing to celebrate… My whole life has been turned upside down” I told her. I pulled the covers over my head and closed my eyes as I tried to block out Leah’s voice.

“Y/N, it has been months since you guys broke up, you have to get over Matt eventually” Leah mumbled as she pulled the covers off my body.

“But you don’t understand! I thought Matt and I were going to last forever! We were going to get married, we were going to have kids” I cried. Leah pulled me close and brushed my hair out of my face.

“He cheated on you… He doesn’t deserve your tears” she told me, and I knew she was right. He didn’t deserve any of me, he only deserved heartbreak, but unfortunately, I had gotten that, too.

“You know what, you’re right! He doesn’t deserve me!” I told her as I looked up. I dried away my tears and cleared my throat. “Let’s go have fun, let’s party!” I told her, then I got out of bed and ran into my bathroom.

“That’s my best friend” Leah yelled behind me, which made me smile widely. As I showered, Leah came into the bathroom.

“Does this also mean that I finally can introduce you to Justin?” she asked me as she sat down. I rolled my eyes and I washed out the shampoo.

“You’ve been begging for me to meet him the last month, so why not,” I told her. Immediately I heard her squeal loudly, which made me laugh. “You will not regret it! He is such a great guy, and I’m pretty sure you guys are soulmates” she told me. I hummed back in response. I was feeling slightly guilty for finally moving on from Matt, but at the same time, I was finally feeling happy, I was finally feeling free.

“You owe me dinner if I don’t like him,” I told her as I turned off the shower. “Deal,” she said back. Leah handed me my towel over the door, then she left the bathroom. I wrapped the towel around my body, then I got out and looked at myself in the mirror, but before I could even recognize myself, Leah was back in the room. This time she had brought a chair and a whole bunch of makeup. “I’m gonna turn you into the sexiest, most beautiful girl in the whole club, oh and I left you your present on the bed, I hope you like it” she squealed, then she worked her magic.

2 hours and a bunch of shots later we finally hit the club. We were supposed to meet up with a whole bunch of our friends, and some new guy friends of Leah’s. I was slowly getting more and more drunk, but I was having the time of my life. I wasn’t thinking about Matt or all my other problems, I was just enjoying myself, and my friends.

I was currently dancing to “Shed a Light” by David Guetta when Leah came over to me. “Come with me, there’s someone I would like you to meet,” she told me, then she winked. I waved goodbye to the guys I had been dancing with, then I followed Leah back to our table.

“Y/N, this is Justin, Justin this is my best friend Y/N,” Leah said. I turned to look at this Justin, and immediately time stood still. Justin and I locked eyes, and immediately I bit down on my lip. Justin did the same thing, but he was quicker than me to get our of our current trance. “Nice to meet you beautiful,” he said, then he grabbed my hand and pressed a kiss onto it. “And happy 21st birthday” he continued. “Thank you very much,” I told him as I giggled. I heard Leah laugh, which made me turn to look at her.

“What’s so funny?” I asked her, which made her smirk. “Oh nothing, you two just go have fun,” she said, then she left me alone with Justin.

“So Justin, how old are you?” I asked him as we made our way up to the bar.

“I’m 22, but I’m turning 23 in a month exactly,” he told me, which made me bite down on my lip. “But enough about me, care to join me on the dancefloor beautiful?” he asked me. I nodded my head and smiled at him, then I downed my newly bought shot and intertwined my fingers with Justin’s. Justin pulled me onto the dancefloor, where he immediately went behind me and wrapped his arms around my waist. I smirked as “One Dance” came on. I leaned my head on Justin’s shoulder as my hips moved to the beat of the song.

“Grips on your waist, front way, back way, you know that I don’t play. Streets not safe, but I never run away, even when I’m away” Justin sexily sang to me. I lightly gasped and turned around to look at him.

“And he sings, too,” I told him as I wrapped my arms around his neck. Justin chuckled as he nodded his head. “He sure does,” he told me, then he pulled me closer, and our bodies moved to the beat of the music.

It felt like we had been dancing for hours when Justin finally asked me if I wanted to go back to our table.

As we had made it back to our table, Justin sat down first, then he sat me down on his lap. “Hey birthday girl,” my closest girlfriends said as they joined us. “Enjoying your birthday?” one of them asked me as she looked at me and Justin. I smirked and nodded my head, then I grabbed a shot and drowned it.

“Y/N, is that you?” someone suddenly asked from behind me. I turned around in Justin’s arms so that I know was sitting with my legs on each side of him and my arms around his neck.

“Matt?” I gasped. Immediately all my happiness was gone, but I wouldn’t let him see that. “What are you doing here?” I asked him as I pressed myself closer to Justin. “Well your friends invited me to your birthday party when we were still together,” he said as he scratched his neck. When Justin heard those words, he got tense, but it didn’t last long because a few seconds later he was placing kisses on my neck. I giggled as he hit my sweet spot. “Justin will you please stop, I’m trying to have a conversation with my ex here,” I told him, then I looked back up at Matt. Justin kept going and ignored my request, which made me roll my eyes.

“I see you’ve moved on,” Matt said as he looked down. “And what if I have? You were the one who cheated, so I’m allowed to move on” I harshly told him. “You’re right, I shouldn’t be judging you,” Matt told me, when he turned around and left, which made me smile a little.

“I’m finally moving on from that bastard,” I told Leah as I turned around to sit on Justin’s lap again. “I’m so happy, you didn’t deserve to feel that way,” Leah said. She lightly hugged me, then she whispered something to Justin, which made him smirk and nod his head. I furrowed my eyebrows at the two of them, but Leath just smirked back at me. “See you tomorrow birthday girl,” she said, then she left. “Okay, what was that about?” I asked Justin, Justin just shrugged his shoulders and intertwined our fingers. “How do you feel about leaving so that I can give you your best birthday present, from me?” he said with a lip bite. I nodded my head, then I stood up and grabbed his hand. Our friends squealed after us as they saw us leave together, which made me smile widely. I winked at them, then I turned back to Justin, where I wrapped an arm around his waist.

When we made it outside a car was already waiting for us. Apparently, Leah had called the company and got us a car.

“So, my place or your place?” Justin asked as we got into the car.

“Yours,” I told him, then I moved closer to him and started to place kisses up and down his neck. Justin told the driver his address, then he grabbed my face and pulled it away from my neck. He pulled me closer, and finally, he placed his lips on mine in a magical kiss.

When we finally reached Justin’s place, we couldn’t get inside fast enough, and Justin kept his promise, he really did give me the best birthday present I could’ve ever asked for.

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I hope you guys liked this imagine? Please tell me what you think ❤︎

Pt.2 Imagine while the pack is at a bar Leah gets a call from your doctor that you collapsed due to pregnancy problems so she leaves, but not before saying her part to Paul for what he did to you.

Part one https://my-fandom-imagine.tumblr.com/post/161642803732/imagine-paul-breaks-up-with-you-because-he-thinks

“Where you headed Leah the parties just begun!”

“You’re a real fucking piece of work you know that Paul!?! You never deserved her! She didn’t deserve the shit you did to her either and now i’m saying it to you, don’t fucking go near Y/N, or the child you left her with!”

I woke to yelling outside my hospital room and my heart sped up a bit when I recognized not only Leah’s voice but Paul’s voice among a few of the nurses and doctors. I weakly reach up to press the call button and when the nurse enters I politely asked to see Leah and Paul.  

“You don’t have to worry about me being around anymore Paul, my doctor called it Peripartum Cardiomyopathy, basically my heart won’t be able to pump enough blood throughout my body during the childbirth, it’s unlikely that i’ll live through it. I am glad I got to talk to you before it was to late, it killed me each day I went with Leah or Emily to the hospital instead of just telling you I was pregnant, but I was scared that you would hate me… that you would hate our child so I kept it a secret, I guess that kind of back fired in the long run. I don’t want you around me for this Paul, I want you to leave and forget about me, and forget about our daughter.”

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“Pray You Catch Me”….Pt. 5

Tonight is the opening party for Leah’s second shop, “Haute Couture Studios.” She worked her ass off to get to this point in her career and I couldn’t be any more proud. Originally, this place was supposed to be a small branch off from her main boutique where she could style her top clients in private. Well shit, as she started building, that boss nature of hers took over and she turned this place into the main focus of her brand. She poured her heart, soul, and pockets, ha, into this venture, hooking it the fuck up. When she told me she wanted to make it better than her first spot, I asked her how much she needed and was prepared to double it. Shit, she’s my world and I will give anything to make sure she’s happy. I started to make a call to my bank, but she stopped me, saying that it wasn’t necessary and that this was something she needed to do alone. I gottta admit, I was feelin a little swole when she shut me down, but after thinking about it, I respected her even more for her decision. She wanted to make sure that this place represented everything she worked hard for, including using only money that she earned. Shit, it definitely paid off. Her studio is dope and is already booked for the next few months. Tonight’s event is probably the largest one she’s ever thrown. From the sponsors, red carpet, and amount of celebrities in this place, my baby really outdid herself. She looks amazing too, stunning from head to toe. I guess you could say I’m in awe of her right now and I made damn sure she knew it. I couldn’t keep my hands off her or stop smiling whenever someone asked me about my feelings towards her endeavors. I was in a great mood, flirting with her and being around friends, until my aunt arrived with my uncle. Even though Leah invited them, I in no way expected him to show his face, waltzing in here like he ain’t a dog. This mothafucka is still stalling, refusing to tell my aunt about the baby. Cay is due in a few weeks and I get the feeling that he’s going to hide everything as long as he can. As the night went on, he continued to act as if he’d done nothing wrong..flirting and gripping her waist the entire time. That shit made me sick. Unable to take anymore of his bullshit, I told him I needed to holla at him. I knew this probably wasn’t the right time, but I’ve had enough. We went downstairs, away from everybody including any bloggers or reporters that could overhear what I had to say. My uncle knew what was up, and met me with the same hostility I had towards him.

“So what the fuck you wanna talk about Moses? Last time I checked, you said you ain’t got shit to say to me.” 

“If it wasn’t for your ass comin up in here, parading Moms around like everything’s all good, it would’ve stayed that way. When the fuck are you gonna quit playin games and tell her??”

“Here we go with this shit again. Number one, she’s my wife…I’m not parading her around, she asked me to come with her and I did. Number two, you gettin way out of line questioning me like this. I think you’re forgetting that I, am your father and you, are my sonWhat I choose to tell your mother is my, business. I’m going to take care of it when I feel it’s the right time. You need to mind yours.”   

“Mind mines?? Really?? Humph, ok…” I said, heated as hell, nodding my head. “Your the one who brought me into this, convincing me to keep up your lie, knowing I would do it to only protect her. You think Imma stop because you’re telling me too?? I’m only giving you the chance to tell her as a courtesy, because you are my father. But shit, it’s lookin like you ain’t never gonna tell her, so I’m gonna have to. You’re takin this L you’re so scared of having.” 

“Fuck you say to me boy?? L?? You talkin real crazy right now…Please don’t make me have to check yo ass at your girlfriend’s event.” He threatened, as he moved closer to me.  

A few scenarios flashed across my mind, as I tried to figure out how I was gonna handle this. He’s pissed at himself and wants to take it out on me. To be honest, I’ve been waiting for an opportunity to hook off on this mothafucka. I inched closer, ready to fight, but eventually came to my senses. Even though he deserves it, this ain’t the time or the place. Besides, even though I’m pissed at him, he’s still my Pops and I really don’t want this to come to blows.

“Man, just back up. Nobody is tryin to fight you.” 

Just as I said that, Blake came downstairs. He saw that my uncle wasn’t letting shit go, so he decided to intervene. 

"Come on Mason, whatever’s goin on, it ain’t that deep for this. Like Mo said, he ain’t tryin to fight you.” He said, attempting to push my uncle back. “Damn man, I leave the picture for one quick second, trying to adjust to this married life, and y’all at each other’s throats.” 

“You mean married demands?….” My uncle said, laughing, trying to play shit off to Blake. 

“Ha, somethin like that, you know your daughter. But yeah, y’all need to get it together, the three of us used to be tight and I need all the support from family I can get with the baby comin and shit.” 

“Damn, I forgot about that…A father and a grandfather?” I said, staring at my uncle as he narrowed his eyes.  

“Yup…Imma be a dad and this old man is gonna be a grandad” Blake said, laughing, unaware that I was taking a stab at my uncle. “Once you and Leah join the club, shit will be complete. The two of us clueless as shit, taking tips from this dude with his five kids, ha.”

“Yeah, Yeah…Whateva” *laughing* “But umm, let me grab Vivian so we can get out of here.” He said, dabbing Blake up. “I feel like it’s about that time….”   

When he came back downstairs with my aunt, I made sure to give her a hug and saw them out along with Blake. Trying to “show” me that my words meant nothing, my uncle decided to hug and kiss her while they waited for their driver. I grew angry but kept my cool. Since this coward ass mothafucka wants to keep her in the dark about his baby, I’m going to make damn sure she knows very soon.

Later on that night……   

“Sooo….Are you…gonna…tell me what happened…between you…and your uncle…tonight?” Leah asked, as I ignore her question, continuing to kiss her and move my hand up her thigh. 

“Damn woman, you came prepared this time….No thong and snaps on this dress for easy access? If I didn’t have your gift waiting downstairs, I’d fuck you right here.” 

“Mmmmm…” She moaned, biting her lip. “Nice try, though…”

“Whachu mean?…” I asked, gettin at her neck.

“Shit….Even though this feels good…as…fuck….You need to answer my question.”

“Can’t that wait, until…”

“Nope…” She said, cutting me off, pullin on my beard. “I thought we had an agreement.”

“Aight fine. He was kinda pissin me off, being all over my aunt and what not, when he’s still keepin the baby a secret. I couldn’t take that fake ass shit anymore, so I let him know. He got mad, even wanted to fight me, but I wasn’t gonna let that happen here. Blake got him to chill out too and after that he grabbed my aunt and left. I thought I kept it under wraps though…Shit. Do you think anybody else noticed?” I asked, praying that no one actually did. 

“Nah….I only noticed you left to confront him because I know the situation. Honestly, I’m glad you did. He lost his damn mind thinking its okay to do this shit to her.”

“Yup. It’s okay though, this game he’s playin is gonna end real soon. But that’s enough about his drama…This is your night.” I said, kissing her arm. “Let’s go downstairs to what’s supposed to be your office, ha. I still have to give you your gift.”   

After she damn near busted my eardrums being overly excited for her gifts, I wrapped my arms around her waist and kissed on her shoulder while she looked over them.

“Bae, do you know how long I’ve been trying to get these bags?? Like, seriously…I’ve been on a waiting list for months.”

“I know, that’s why I had to come through for you.”

“Ughh, you make me sick…” She said cheesin hard as hell. “Now I can’t comment on the fact that you lugged a freakin mattress in here.” 

“Whatchu talkin about?” *laughing* “That’s part part of your gift…Shit, the best one too. I like to think that I had something to do with the success of your boutique, fuckin your brains out after that opening night. I’m just tryin to give you all the blessings you need for this one…So take your pick. We can start on this desk or that mattress.” 

“You are somethin else…” She said, jokingly punching my arm. “You were good with the bags, but you lost your mind with this mattress.” 

“And what about the car??”

“Wait, I thought those were your keys?”

“My keys? Since when did I have a Maserati?” I asked, picking them up from her desk.

“Ahhh!!…You got me the car I wanted too!!??”

“Yup…Same four-seater. I also picked a Range for me, since I don’t have a family car either. Gotta get prepared right?”

"So extra…” She said, smiling and shaking her head. “I honestly wasn’t sure if you wanted to push the IVF cycle back or not with everything going on with your family.”   

"Listen, that drama is not going to stop anything we’re doing for us. Regardless of what happens, we gotta continue with our plans. So that means in two months, we start the next chapter.” I said, as I pulled her in for a kiss. “Now back to what I said earlier…Pick one…The desk or the mattress…”

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