pick a country and we can just go across it

“It’s February 14th, Neil!”

Nicky was exasperated. It was obvious by the way he looked out of breath even though he was just standing there being rather noisey.

Neil scrunched up his nose. As much as he loved Nicky, he wouldn’t mind hearing him less right now. 

“What’s your point, Nicky?” 

The thing with Nicky, however, was that when you requested a straight answer, you instead got a show. 

Act one of this show was apparently looking around at the rest of the foxes and proclaiming, “Can you believe this kid?!” 

Andrew was coming from his appointment with Bee so wasn’t at the locker rooms yet for practice. Neil found himself silently hoping he would get there faster to shut Nicky up.

Usually everybody would just let Nicky go on his rant, half ignoring him and half egging him on. But when Neil looked past him, he realized that all the Foxes were actually paying attention. Their eyes were focused on Neil with a combination of pity, confusion, and general annoyance. 

Nicky was making a huge fuss now, not actually getting to the point but rather going around it. “Of all the days to not know-”

But Matt cut him off. Which was odd, because Matt usually didn’t cut Nicky off. 

“Neil….do you really not know what today is?”

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let me talk a bit about my magical royal bangtan au

  • firstly jin, jungkook, and jimin are brothers/princes your kingdom
  • hoseok, namjoon, and taehyung are brothers/princes of the rival kingdom
  • yoongi is a high wizard, the last remaining of his bloodline because his parents gave him up to an orphanage when he was young to protect him from being hunted down by the crown which had declared a war on magic
  • yoongi doesn’t know where his parents are, but in the orphanage he was ridiculed for the spreading of a glowing purple rash that runs up his neck (a common, naturally occurring tattoo for wizards whose familiars are crows)
  • and at the age of eight he broke out using magic and learned to fend for himself, mostly from the black market of potion brewing which he used to sustain himself
  • up until now when he’s apprehended by the royal guards and he thinks he’s going to be like??? thrown in jail but jin explains to him that there’s an oracle loose in the country
  • an oracle that one of the princes has to marry to be able to see the future of the country through the power of eternal love (aka marriage)
  • and yoongi is like wELL how exactly am i supposed to help you with that??? and jin is like “don’t hide it.” and one of the guards tugs at yoongi’s long hood and when it drops the glowing purple tattoo is there
  • and yoongi’s staff which he disguised as a walking stick reacts to the exposed tattoo and shifts back into its original form, along with his crow familiar perched atop it
  • and jin is like “you’re a wizard, you can sniff out another magical aura can’t you?” and yoongi scoffs because like what the hell is in it for him and jin is like “jimin, bring the gold” and at that yoongi’s whole attitude changes because uh,,,,,,money,,,,,,,,,,,,,,YES PLEASE
  • and yoongi tries to reach out to touch it but jungkook unsheathes his sword and yoongi is like ok ok i got it ill find the oracle
  • and guess who the oracle is,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,ITS YOU
  • you just???? don’t know it because your whole life you’ve spent it working for your families grocery store in town and you’re just???? an ordinary person who sells vegetables and fruits alongside your parents
  • but ,,,,,,,, you know,,,,,,sometimes you get dreams so vivid and realistic about future events and a war,,,,,,that might happen between the rival kingdom
  • and you just shrug it off as nightmares
  • but yoongi, he can sense it just by walking by you. there’s something magical, something different
  • and yoongi decides to disguise himself as one of the royal guards and he makes up some story about how the princes have ordered an obscene amount of pumpkins and your family is delighted to send you over with three huge boxes of them
  • but once you’re inside the palace, you get a weird feeling because,,,,,,,common people aren’t,,,,,,,,allowed in here,,,,,,,,,,,,,,like ,,,,,,,,,,,ever
  • and this story about pumpkins isn’t adding up and when you turn to ask yoongi whats going on,,,,he’s shapeshifted back into his normal form
  • and you see the tattoo, the piercing eyes and the huge black-wood staff and crow and you’re like oh S HI T
  • and you’re considering throwing a pumpkin at this dude and just making a RUN for it
  • but the doors in front of you open and you immediately have to drop to your knees because it’s the three noble princes of the kingdom
  • and jin goes “is this them?” and yoongi’s like “it’s the only person with any kind of magic in their aura. it has to be.”
  • and you’re like what the hell is going on,,,,magic is forbidden in this country
  • and that’s how you end up seated at a long table, the three princes and yoongi at one end and you at the other
  • and jin is trying to carefully explain the situation whilst jungkook keeps growling under his breath and yoongi whose shoving his face unapologetically with fancy food
  • jimin,,,,,,,tries to peak looks at you but is too shy if you lock eyes with him
  • and you’re like what,,,,,,wait,,,,,,marriage???????? to one of you???????
  • and jin is like “you can take some time to think about, not long though we need to be married to be able to see the full potential of your prophecies-”
  • but you’re like prophecies???????? im not magical????? sure i get weird dreams
  • and yoongi stops eating just to be like “dream, prophecy same thing.”
  • and you’re flabbergasted to say the least
  • and jin is trying his best to give you a smile, and jimin is like “sorry!!!!! you have to go through this!!!!!!” and jungkook keeps just toying with his sabers handle
  • and you’re like i,,,,,,,,can’t just,,,,,,
  • but jin gets up and makes his way across and takes your hand and he’s like “please, it’s for the sake of this country that we love.”
  • and basically the princes explain that you can live alongside them for a month and see which one of them is best suited to your taste
  • and you’re like ,,,,,,,,,,,, wait is that like ill be dating three????of you?????
  • and jungkook is like “just pick jin, don’t waste time!” but jimin is like “jungkook,,,,,,we can’t just force them ok!!”
  • and you’re like what in the heck

–> Jin

  • he really likes being in the kitchen and learning from the world famous cooks that get hired,,,,,and it’s almost shocking to see him out of his white, elegant outfit and in an apron instead
  • is the oldest and takes care of jungkook and jimin more like his children than his brothers because his parents largely neglected them for their political life
  • so you always see jin internally worrying about his younger siblings and just wishing they’d behave (jungkook more than anything)
  • doesn’t really like fencing or rowing,,,,,,,,his favorite royal sport is archery and you once wake up to see him practicing early in the morning in the gardens and he looks so poised and collected,,,,,,,it’s enchanting
  • if you choose to spend more time with him he tries to teach you to shoot a bow and to do that he stands behind you, arms on your shoulders, than moving your waist to position you and his breathe against your ear
  • and jin is always excited when you talk about your job as a produce seller and he insists on buying from your family owned store even when the cooks are like uh,,,,,,,,we can import something from france-
  • but jin falls in love with your families food and you teach him how your parents taught you to peel potatoes prettily and make sure the cabbage is ripe enough to be fermented
  • and like,,,,,you fall for him largely because he actively engages with you and also he’s such a freakin flirt
  • like he’ll see you wandering around the big palace and say that you look lovely
  • or randomly compliment your voice, or your eyes, or the way you laugh
  • and it gets to your heart really fast,,,,,,,,,,,,

–> Jimin 

  • he’s not all that great at politics, the arguments and constant trickery get him really worked up and so he turns to jin for a lot of the guidance on actual affairs of the country
  • more than anything he loves the arts,,,,,,,,,everything from painting to singing to dancing to sculpting to writing,,,,,,,,,
  • he’s learned every instrument he’s ever been able to get his hands on and he has a teacher for every subject of art he could ever become interested in
  • and the crazy thing is that he really is talented,,,,,,,,,no matter what he tries to do. he draws beautifully, his voice is perfect for singing, and he even dancing like a professional it’s become an annual joy to watch his performances put on at the country national theater
  • but he’s also quite shy and flustered and you’re not sure how to approach him but out of everyone,,,,,,he seems really apologetic and guilty about you having to do this
  • and he tells you quietly once when you bump into each other at midnight in the halls that he wishes you didn’t have to force yourself to fall in love with one of them,,,,,love is something so free and so beautiful and it should happen naturally
  • and for a moment you wonder if maybe jimin knows what love is like,,,,,and how much it should be cherished,,,,but you don’t ask
  • although this talk does somehow make jimin a bit more comfortable around you 
  • like he starts asking you to join him for the tea together,,,,,,,and to maybe try your hand at sculpting with him or learning to play the violin since well you have a month to kill in this huge palace why not
  • but also,,,,,jimin is so attentive and affectionate. he becomes much more clingy the more comfortable he becomes and you notice with how suddenly he isn’t shy to kiss your hand or even touch your shoulder gently when you clumsily hold up the violin
  • and when jimin asks you to tell him about what it’s like to be surrounded by a family that loves and cares for you
  • he can only stare with wide eyes and a warmness when you tell him anecdotes of yourself and your parents
  • and you slowly realize that jimin didn’t get to experience this,,,,,,and that jimin really just wants unconditional love
  • and he’s so soft,,,,,,,he deserves it
  • and somehow you end up deciding that,,,,,,,,,,,you want to give it to him. that unconditional, real love

–> Jungkook

  • is interested in all the cool things he gets to do as a prince,,,,,,,,,,like learn how to sword fight from the country’s top knight and how to ride horseback in a flashy style 
  • and long story short he has no interest in the manners of a prince, the public eye on him and his “grace and elegance” or whatever that stuff is called
  • he wants to be heroic and brave, he wants to be a legend which is why he keeps jumping at all the chances to prove himself physically and jin always has to hold him back by the ear and be like “jungkook. sit down.”
  • likes collecting weapons and keeps insisting that jin let him get karate lessons from a real monk or something and jin is like jungkook. no you don’t need to know karate- jungkook: yES i d O,,,,,,,
  • he has absolutely zero interest in you at the beginning. like he sees you and is like “jin is amazing, marry him.” and you’re like uh,,,,,i don’t know him and jungkook shrugs like get to know him through marriage
  • and he seems to really dislike that yoongi guy and jungkook is like because wizards are historically always up to no good
  • and glances a look at you and is like “oracles don’t seem all that great either” and you wanna be like square up punk but he is the prince so you bite it back
  • until,,,,,,,,,,,,you figure out one day that jungkook absolutely sucks at juggling like out of all things,,,,,,,,the boy cannot juggle
  • and you know how to because out of boredom when you were working at your grocery you used to practice with apples or oranges 
  • and you do it one day to show jimin and jungkook is like “i can do that too” but lmao he CANT
  • and when he drops all the apples to the floor you and jimin are giving him smug smiles and jungkook is like jUST WAIT ILL PRACTICE AND BEAT YOU
  • but ,,,,,,,,,,,, he can’t get the hang of it. and you offer to help him but he refuses point blank and you’re like ok whatever
  • until one day as you’re sitting at the window of the room you were given you hear a maid announce that prince jungkook is coming inside
  • and to your shock there he is,,,,,looking defeated and red in the ears and the butler beside him is holding a basket of apples and you’re like,,,,,,,,,,oh
  • and he’s like “,,,,,,,,,,,,,pl-please teach me how to,,,,,,,,,you know,,,”
  • and you can’t help but stifle a giggle and be like “juggle?” and he’s like gkhfdsaljgfs,,,,,,,,,,,
  • and so you decide why not whats there to lose and so you help jungkook learn the technique
  • and after a week he’s doing really well and he’s like “let me move on to juggling knives-” but you’re like no no nO 
  • and you can’t believe it but jungkook is laughing and having a good time with you
  • and he has such a cute way about him when he’s happy and not trying to put on that indifferent scowl
  • and it’s when you’re out walking through the stables and you see jungkook, forehead pressed to the nose of his horse saying goodnight to it that you figure hey,,,,,,he’s actually Soft isn’t he
  • and jungkook spots you and is like YOU SAW NOTHING,,,,but you’re like i saw everything and it was adorable
  • and jungkook is like “don’t call me adorable. you’re adorable!!!!! not me!!!!” and you’re like woah did you just compliment ???? me ????? in a roundabout way
  • and jungkook flushes red and is like uh,,,,,,,,,what,,,,,,,,,,,,i guess,,,,,i don’t know,,,,,,,,,,you’re cute,,,,,,,ive never felt this before,,,,,,,,help me,,,,,,
  • you: do you still want me to marry jin?
  • jungkook: no,,,,,,,,,,,,,id have to challenge him to a duel if that happened

—> Yoongi

  • is planning on just leaving you with the princes and being on his merry way,,,,,but then he realizes,,,,,,,,,what in the world is he doing giving someone who can predict the future up to a bunch of royals who killed off his bloodline
  • but he knows he can’t just snatch you away again so he decides instead that he’ll stick around and see which prince you choose and then maybe he can take it from there
  • but also,,,,, ever since he brought you to the palace his familiar has been acting weird. like the crow has become ,,,,,,, interested in you and it usually never care for other humans beside yoongi
  • and it takes yoongi quite some time until you pull out from your pockets pumpkin seeds and the crow swoops down from its perch on yoongi’s staff and to sit on your forearm as it pecks away at the food
  • and the three princes are shooing the crow off and yoongi has to catch his familiar and hold it under his cloak 
  • and that night when he’s going back from the palace his familiar won’t stop cawing and it’s annoying him and he’s like “FINE we’ll go back to see them”
  • and to your utter surprise you find yoongi sitting on the balcony outside your window and you’re like “why are you back here???”
  • and yoongi, obviously trying to play it cool is like, “because i,,,,,,,,wanted to see how you’re doing.” and you’re like “i,,,,,,,,,feel really weird and uncomfy,”
  • and yoongi is like dammit ok time to pretend to show feelings and goes “i know it’s scary, but the country-”
  • but he notices you’re not listening and instead looking at his neck and he’s like “what?” and your like “your tattoo is so pretty,,,,,,is it magical?? ive never seen glowing purple ink”
  • and yoongi quickly puts his hand over it and is like “it’s nothing, don’t worry about it.” and you’re like “im not, im just saying it’s really nice to look at.”
  • and yoongi suddenly forgets that he’s supposed to be pretending and he’s like “really? most people think it looks like some kind of disease.” and you’re like “what? no it kinda looks like a little nebula on your skin”
  • the description catches yoongi off guard and he’s like “i should get going,,,,” but before he leaves you ask if he’ll come again and yoongi hesitates but nods
  • and every night yoongi is waiting there on your balcony and he asks which prince you’re interested in and you’re like none of them really and you guys talk more and yoongi can’t believe it 
  • like it might be the fact that you have magic in you like he does ,,,,,,,, but you’re the first person he’s ever had to talk to,,,,,,,, and it feels nice
  • yoongi shows you that his staff can transform into a broom and that’s how he flies up to the balcony and you’re like “flying sounds so fun,,,”
  • and yoongi is like “ill show you, come here” and you, rather fearlessly, get on the broom with him and wrap your hands around his waist
  • and yoongi would turn red ,,,,,,, which he does but it looks even cuter because the tattoo starts to flash and you’re like huh whys that and yoongi is like igNORE it,,,,,,,,
  • and he takes you for a fly around the palace and you can see the lights from the village and all across the country’s mountains
  • and you’re like “this is so amazing!!!!!!” and yoongi smirks to himself because,,,,,,,,,,,ok he’s totally having fun showing off his flying skills right now (even though he won’t admit it)
  • and yoongi comes to terms that his familiar wasn’t acting all that weird the day he dropped you off with the princes, tbh he was looking for an excuse to go back and see you
  • and when the month is up and it’s the night before your marriage yoongi can’t hold back and he goes “run away with me. i can get us out of this country,,,,,,,,,,,,i can’t leave you and your magic in the hands of,,,,,,,those people”
  • and he isn’t even thinking about your powers as something he can sell anymore, he’s thinking about you,,,,,,,as the person beside him,,,,,,,as someone he wants to protect
  • and you’re nervous because ,,,,,, this country needs you right????? but yoongi is living proof that this country hurts those who harbor magic
  • which is why you take his hand and yoongi gets you on his broom and he throws his hood over your shoulders since the night sky is cold
  • and you to vanish from that country,,,,,,,together,,,,,,,,,,to start somewhere new

note: this is super corny im sorry it’s just something ive thought about for ages and could ramble on about because ive made this au so detailed in my mind LOL,,,,,,,,,should i do hoseok + taehyung + namjoon because they actually do fit into this plot but i don’t know if you guys will like this au enough to wanna read about them,,,,,,,,,,,,,anyway!!!!! i hope you enjoyed

Try Again PT 8 (A Nate Maloley Fanfic)

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“I have to get married to her.” He spoke as he walked out of my house.

As he tried walking out Justin was at the door dropping Lucas off.

“Daddy!” Luke yelled and hugged nate. Nates frown faded into a smile.

“Hey buddy.” He smiled as he picked Luke up.

“Are you staying tonight?” Lukes smile beamed.

“Maybe buddy, I’ll see you later though.” He kissed Luke’s cheek and walked out of my door.

That was 6 months ago.

Since then Nate didn’t get married, he’s single, and he’s on tour. He comes over ever so often to hang out with Luke but since he’s on tour he hasn’t seen Luke in a couple months.

I walked around trying to straighten up my house. I felt a kick in my stomach and I smiled of delight.

“Gonna be a strong baby.” I smiled as I rubbed my stomach.

“Luke! Are you almost dressed?!” I called out to him.

“Yes momma!” I smiled and walked to my room.

I got dressed in a beautiful striped dress and put my heels on.

I heard a knock on the door and opened it.

“Hey Just-Sam?!” I started to panic n

“Hey Sammy, you’re back in town?” I smiled as I tried to hide behind the door.

“Yeah, can I come in?” My eyes widened.

“Um, nows not a good time Sammy.”

“YN please, I need to talk to you,” he started but I tried to cut him off, “YN, Nate needs you.”

“Sammy, he doesn’t,”

“YN, he. Needs. You.”

“Sammy, if he did he would’ve came back, I told him how I felt, I told him everything, but he told me he needed some time to think, that was four months ago Sammy. He doesn’t deserve any more time.” I started to shut the door but Sammy stopped it. He quickly stepped in and shut the door behind him.

“YN, are you pregnant?” Sammy asked shocked. I turned around and walked away from him.

“YN? Have you told Nate?” I shook my head.

“I don’t know how to tell him.” I frowned.

“Well, I’m here for you, but you need to tell him soon.”

“Sammy, I can’t. I can’t let him down again. I know Lucas was a disappointment in his life and I can’t have this one be either. Lucas was supposed to grow up happy, without having to meet his father so he wouldn’t have to see what it was like to have one that’s a quarter there. I don’t want this one to be like that either, Sam. I just want them to be happy and loved. I don’t want them to grow up how I did.” I sat down on my couch and put my head in my hands.

“YN, Nates not disappointed. He loves Luke, do you know how many pictures of that kid is on his phone? In his tour bus? In his car? He worships that little guy, you shouldn’t worry about disappointing him with being pregnant. But I would be disappointed in you if you let him miss another one of his children’s births. He’s gonna find out sooner or later, it won’t be from me, but you may want to tell him before he finds out another way, then he won’t be happy.” He gave me a side hug as he sat down.

“Thank you Sammy.” I leaned my head on his shoulder. “Is Nate at his house?”

“You should call and find out.” Sammy smiled as he got up.

“See you later,” he kissed my forehead as he exited my house.

I let out a deep sigh and took out my phone.

“Can I talk to you?” My finger hovered over the send button before I finally pressed it.

“Sure, I’ll call you?” He texted back.

“No, in person please?”

“I’m at my house, wanna come over or do you want me to come over?” He sent back almost right away.

“Are you alone?”

“Yeah, everyone’s out drinking.” He sent back.

“I’ll be over soon.” I sent before checking on Luke.

I smiled as I saw him dressed nicely.

“Wanna go see daddy?”

“Yeah!” He ran to me excitedly and I picked him up.

“Let’s go baby.” I smiled and grabbed my keys and purse.

I buckled Luke up and got in the drivers seat.

The ride there was about 20 minutes.

I pulled up to Nates house and knocked on the door with Luke.

“Doors open!” I heard his voice. I took a deep breath and walked through the door with Luke.

I walked to his kitchen to see his back facing us as he was preparing food. I sat at the island hiding my belly.

“Daddy!” Luke yelled running to hug Nate.

“Hey buddy!” He smiled picking him up. He held him on his hip as he turned to stare at me.

“Hey lil mama.” He smiled. My chest tightened at his words.

“Hey Nate.”

“What’d you wanna talk about?”, “I’m glad you texted because I was actually about to swing by your place.” He rambled.

“Nate,” I tried to get him to be quite.

“What’s up?”

“Um, Luke why don’t you go play in your room?” I suggested as Nate put Luke down. Luke nodded and ran off to his room.

“Don’t be mad.” I started, probably not the best way to start but it’s a start.

“Why would I be mad?” He asked. I stayed silent as he stared at me.

“You’re not married are you?” He chuckled. I continued to stay silent.

“YN? Why would I be mad?” I stood up and walked around the island so he could see my belly.

His eyebrows furrowed at first, clearly confused. His eyes flickered down to my stomach and his mouth made an “O” shape.

“You’re pregnant?” He asked confused. I nodded.

“How far along are you?”

“Five months.”

“Can I feel?” I nodded as he stepped closer to me. One hand rested on the small of my back as his other gently caressed my stomach. The baby kicked as he did so. He jumped back a little and I giggled.

“It’s mine?” He asked.

“All yours.” I couldn’t look in his eyes. I felt his finger snake under my chin to pull my face up.

“Thank you.” He smiled looking in my eyes.

“For what?”

“For being the beautiful mother of my children,” he slowly attached his lips to mine.

I pulled away and stared into his eyes.

“What’s wrong?”

“Nate. I don’t want to be with you if our kids are the only thing keeping us together. If you don’t really love me and you don’t see us together long then I don’t want to be together Nate. You’ll always be their father but if you don’t love me, I don’t want to be together for the sake of our kids.”

“You think I don’t love you enough? YN, you’ve been the love of my life since we were 16, were 22 now and I’m still crazy about you. Every morning when I wake up i think about you. I think about our future together, how many more kids we’ll have, how much fun well have trying for kids, the beautiful house well move in together, how our kids will be when they get older because we raised them right, and together. YN, I’m so in love with you that I can’t believe you’re doubting it.” His hands rested on my hips and he tried to look in my eyes. I turned my head and bit my lip.

“Nate, I love you too.” I whispered as my arms wrapped around his neck and I leaned my head on his chest.

“Lil momma, there’s something I have to tell you as well.” I took a step back from him and he pulled my hand to walk us over to his couch.

“I’m going to L.A.” He spoke.

“Oh, for how long?”

“That’s the thing. I’m moving there.” I felt my breath hitch in my throat.

“Oh.” I got up from the couch, “Thats why your house looks so clean.” He chuckled at my words.

“Well, thanks for everything Nate, hope you have fun in L.A., I’ll break the news to Luke.” I started to pick up my things and walk to the door. I was about to call for Luke until Nate stopped me.

“YN, my whole point of telling you that was hoping for you to move there with me. We can go together YN.”

“Nate. You actually think I can move there? My friends are here, Justin’s here, my whole life is here! How am I supposed to pack up and move across the country??”

“This was supposed to be a good thing YN, why are you getting so upset?”

“I’m upset because you never thought about my life, you just assumed I’d pack up everything and move with you! I’m sorry Nate, maybe this us thing is a bad idea..”

“YN, I just got you back, I’m not fucking losing you again.”

“Well I don’t know what to do Nate.”

“Say yes, go with me, start a new life, let’s grow our family there, please YN, I need you, I love you too much to leave you here in Omaha. Please I can’t live with Sammy, I need my girl, my boy, and my new addition.” He pleaded.

“I love you Nathan.” I pulled him closer to me and kissed his lips.

“If you weren’t pregnant, I would’ve suggested we get pregnant right now.” He winked as he kissed my neck.

“Even when I’m 5 months pregnant you’re a horny bastard.” I joked as I pecked his lips.

“Always horny for you, lil mama.” He winked, “Wanna stay over tonight?”

“I don’t have my clothes, and neither does Luke.”

“YN, are you forgetting he has his own room here? He has tons of clothes I bought him here, and you can wear my clothes.”

“Then fine, I’ll stay here.” I smiled at him.

“Go upstairs and find something to wear, then come down because dinner will be ready.” He pecked my lips as he got up to continue the food he was making earlier.

I walked up the stairs and stepped into his room.

I looked through his drawers till I found an oversized shirt. I stripped my dress off and put the shirt on. I shimmied my bra off as well. I put a pAir of Nates socks on and walked to Luke’s room.

“Hey baby,”

“Hi momma!” He smiled, “why are you in PJs?”

“We’re gonna sleep over daddy’s tonight, is that okay?” Luke nodded his head fast. I giggled at how cute he was.

“Now get your pjs on and come down stairs.”

I walked down the stairs and saw Nate putting food on plates. His eyes flickered towards me.

“Mm, lil mama, I missed seeing you in my clothes.” He smirked as I blushed.

“Come here.” He smiled.

I walked over to him and stood in front of him. He placed his hands on my hips and lifted me to sit on the counter. He walked in between my legs and kissed my lips gently.

“I missed you so much.” He whispered against my lips.

“I missed you too.”

“Where’s Luke?” He chuckled against my neck. He called lukes name and we heard him run towards us.

“Time to eat buddy.” Nate smiled.

After we ate I helped Nate clean up the mess.

“Come on Luke, I’ll tuck you in.” I called to him.

“No, lil mama, I got it, you go on and go to bed.”

I smiled and walked to Nates room. I climbed into his bed and waited for him to lay next to me.

About ten minutes later I saw him stroll through the door.

“Ready to cuddle, lil mama?” I nodded as he shut the light off and climbed into bed with me. We laid facing each other and his arms wrapped around me.

I shut my eyes and felt Nate kiss my cheek.

“You’re so beautiful.” He whispered

After about ten more minutes I felt his hands caress my belly.

“Hey little guy or girl, I can’t wait to finally meet you. You have the best mommy, she’s pretty and nice, you also have a really awesome brother, he’s going to love you, I know I already do.” He spoke to my belly. The baby kicked where his hand was in response to Nates talking.

“You’re gonna be an amazing little baby.” I could practically see the smile on Nates face.

Nate pulled me closer to his body and I nuzzled my head in the crook of his neck. I slowly feel asleep listening to his calm breathing.

Send me an AU!

{Still not a huge fan of the fluffy, ordinary AU’s, so here’s some more edgy or just bizarre AU’s that aren’t the typical ‘popular’ or thread prompts going around. Pick a symbol and we can plot one! Or I will make the starter!}


  • ➽ Bounty hunter escorting criminal across country/state/city limits.

  • Royal court member acting as a friend & ally to the Queen/King/Duke/Duchess, etc, but is actually conspiring against them from the rival territories.

  •   Altered states: Muses sent through a Matrix, Hologram, or Alice and Wonderland world. Everything is not what it seems, and is upside down.

  • ℥  We are last two of our kind on the planet: Ordinarily we’d be enemies, but we have to rely on each other for survival. It can be earth, an alien world, etc.

  • ♅  Immortal/Godly/Powerful muse is now mortal and “normal,” by some spell or reversal of power (you chose the reasons) and must rely on their mortal lover to teach them how to be “human.”

  •   Rivals in a exploration club: Taking bets on who will find______object first, and the loser must pay a hefty price to the winner. It can be ANYTHING: money, home, a love/partner, business, prized artwork, contract to servitude, etc. 

  •   Herein lies the cure! There is an epidemic; any kind of epidemic. (It can be widespread to city, town, country, worldwide, you decide). One of our muses is the engineer behind the plague, one is the engineer behind the cure.

  • ❃ Model for an Artist that hates their artists’ way-out there opinions or living conditions, but they need the money, and respect their work. The artist feels that this model is their muse, even though they argue on everything off canvas. Doesn’t have to be romantic!!!

  • Edgy underground magazine reporter meets punk/rock/rap (whatever edge music genre you want) and gets sucked into their world of clubs, skeevy bars, booze, and fights. (can be NSFW)

  • ♣ Private investigator pretending to be a friend/lover to the one that they are assigned to bringing in. An arrogant, charming criminal that has evaded police is brought to justice. Even if the investigator grows to care, they still must capture and report, and can’t diverge from their duty. Fooling the criminal, is the criminal shattered when they discover the betrayal? Or did they know all along?
"Thru the phone”

Request from anon: Can you do a long distance Sammy one kind of based off the song kiss me thru the phone I hope this was the right song omg hahahaha i don’t know any other song with this title. 

Sammy’s POV

“You’re moving?” “Yeah…” Y/N longed out. “Where?” “Boston.” “You’re 19. You could stay here if you want! You could live with me and Em!” I grabbed her hands in mines, “Sam, as long as I still live with my parents and still use our joint debit card, I have to move with them…” Her eyes couldn’t even look at my face. “And my parents want me to go to university there. Better programs for my major. More opportunities.” “So…” I looked up at her. “What does that mean for us…?” I asked, scared to hear the response. “I don’t want to break up.” “I don’t either.” I quickly said after. 

“I’ll visit you once a month.. Y’know?” She finally looks at me. “I’ll try my best to see you as often as I can.” She smiles. “And I’ll visit you in Boston when I’m not busy.” She shyly smiles. “And, I’m going on tour in the East coast soon. So I’ll be able to see you again for a while. You could even tag along for a little if you want. I don’t think they would mind. You’ve done it before. Mama and Papa Wilk will be there too. I-I just want to make sure, me and you, will be work this out. Yeah? I can’t risk losing you because you’re all the way across the country.” “You’re not going to lose me, yeah? Besides, we still have FaceTime. We can see each other thru the phone.” “Yeah, thru the phone.” I weakly smiled at her. 


“Sa-am? Are yo-ou the-er-e? You’re breaking uppp..” Y/N’s face staticing on face time. “Hey Em?” I called out to her. “Yeah?” “Do you have service?” She picks up her phone, “Some but doesn’t look like good service.” She shrugs. “Sorry.” I just groan at myself, moving side to side in the tour bus. “Hey, I don’t have good service right now to face time.” “O-oh.” Her sad voice breaking up of connection. “I’ll call you when I have better service, yeah?” “Alright. L-ov-e you.” Her voice breaking up again. “Love you too.” 3 beeps notifying me we lost connection. I jumped from my designated bed and sat in the back with everyone. 

“Where’s Y/N?” Em asked. “Shitty connection.” I sighed. “Hey, just a few more days and you get to see her again. You can do it.” She assures me. “How longs it been since you’ve seen her?” “2 months now.” “Oh shit. I’m sorry. You’ll see her again. She joining us on the rest of tour right?” I smile, “Yeah, she is.” “Take your mind off it, yeah? Play some tunes.” My drummer said, pressing play on his phone. After half an hour of driving, and listening to music, we reached an old playlist, playing an unbelievable track, as we all screamed, singing along. 


Baby you know that I miss you
I wanna get with you tonight but I cannot babygirl
And that’s the issue
Girl you know I miss you
I just wanna kiss you
I thought about Y/N, picked up my phone and face timed her again. 
But I can’t right now so baby kiss me thru the phone
(kiss me thru the phone)
I’ll see you later on..
Kiss me thru the phone
(kiss me thru the phone)
See you when I get home
She answers smiling, “SAM!” and a grin grew on my face seeing her face clearly again. “Please tell me you remember this song!” 

Baby, I know that you like me
You my future wifey
SouljaBoyTellEm yeah you could be my bonnie
I could be your clyde
You could be my wife
Text me, call me, I need you in my life yeah
All that, everyday I need ya
And everytime I see ya my feelings get deeper
I miss ya, I miss ya
I really wanna kiss you but I can’t
She laughs, singing along with me as I serenade her thru the phone. 

Six seven eight triple nine eight two one two

Baby you know that I miss you
I wanna get with you tonight but I cannot babygirl
And that’s the issue
Girl you know I miss you
I just wanna kiss you
But I can’t right now so baby kiss me thru the phone
(kiss me thru the phone)
See you later on..
She blew a kiss at me thru the phone, blushing. 
Kiss me thru the phone
(kiss me thru the phone)
See you when I get home

Baby, I been thinking lately
So much about you
Everything about you, I like it, I love it
Kissing you in public
Thinking nothing of it
Roses by the dozen
Talking on the phone
Baby you so sexy your voice is so lovely
I love your complexion
I miss ya, I miss ya, I miss ya
“I miss you.” I say to her. “I’m not far, don’t worry.” 
I really wanna kiss you but I can’t

Six seven eight triple nine eight two one two

Baby you know that I miss you
I wanna get with you tonight but I cannot babygirl
And that’s the issue
Girl you know I miss you
I just wanna kiss you
I kiss the front camera on my phone, pretending it was her cheek as she giggles. “Soon.” I assure her. 
But I can’t right now so baby kiss me thru the phone
(kiss me thru the phone)
See you later on..
Kiss me thru the phone
(kiss me thru the phone)
See you when I get home

As the song kept going and fading out, the bus comes to a stop, “Gas stop.” The driver yells to us. We just nod him off, as he gets off the bus. “I’ll call you later yeah? I’m a bit busy.” She tells me. “Call me when you get to your destination. Have fun guys!” She yells for everyone to hear her. “BYE Y/N! SEE YOU SOON!” The gang yells to her. Then we blow each other a kiss, disconnecting. “Wow, simpy Sammy.” Em laughs, sitting next to me. “It’s been 2 months since I’ve held her in my arms, physically kissed her. I’m tired of thru the phone shit. You know what I mean?” “Yeah, well, maybe, she’s doing the best she can to see you as often as she can.” Em says. “I’m just tired of kissing her thru the phone.” “So kiss me in real life.” A voice behind me said, Em and the band smiling big. I turn my head, “HOLY SHIT!” I ran up to Y/N, picking and twirling her. “What are you-” “It’s been 2 months. I can’t stay this long without seeing you. Even if it means, catching up to your tourbus in the middle of the night in the middle of butt fuck nowhere.” She smiles at me. “So are you going to kiss me or what?” She says, and I planted a big one on her lips as everyone cheered. 

In His Arms (Cameron Dallas) Part 4

PLEASE READ: Okay guys, I am sooooo sorry I didn’t post on Wednesday like I said I would. Sometimes real life happens, I’m not going to bore you with the details. I just want to thank all of you for your positive feedback! I honestly cannot believe how many followers I’ve gotten over the past few days. It’s honestly, so overwhelming. I find it so crazy that you guys like this story, but I really appreciate all of your messages! If you have any comments, criticisms, or just want to tell me you like the story send me a DM! 

Part 1: http://hot-for-professor.tumblr.com/post/78308833561/in-his-arms

Part 2: http://hot-for-professor.tumblr.com/post/79816776540/in-his-arms-cameron-dallas-part-2

Part 3: http://hot-for-professor.tumblr.com/post/80030559819/in-his-arms-cameron-dallas-part-3

Alyson’s POV

The next morning, I woke up to a bright light hitting my face, mentally cursing whoever forgot to close the curtains last night. I groaned and turned over on the bed, not opening my eyes. It wasn’t until then that I noticed something was draped over my side. I begrudgingly opened my eyes to see someone almost nose to nose with me. I had to blink the sleep away from my eyes a few times before I realized it was Cam.

I hadn’t planned on staying in Nash and Cameron’s room for a second night. This was only going to add fuel to the guys’ flame. It’s not like they didn’t love teasing me already, but I was just making the situation that much worse. I sighed, running my fingers through my hair. It was only then that I really looked at Cameron.

I had always thought that you could tell the most about a person when they slept, and Cam was no different. His bangs were starting to fall into his eyes and his lips were slightly parted as he slept. There was no brilliant smile or sarcastic remarks to hide behind, in that moment he was just Cameron.

Although I could have probably laid in bed and fallen back asleep in his comforting embrace, I really wanted to avoid the spiel that Cam and I had experienced from the guys the day before. I got out of bed as quietly as possible and checked my phone. Apparently Cam had told Matt to bring my suitcase by after I had fallen asleep.

Seeing as I was the only one awake, I figured that to be an opportune time to jump in the shower and wash the smell of weed, and alcohol from my body. I found my suitcase propped up against the wall by the TV and pulled out my clothes and toiletries before heading to the bathroom, eager for the detox.

When I got out of the shower I put on a floral dress than ended a few inches above my knees. If I could have gone through life without ever wearing pants, I would have. Too bad weather would never permit that. After I had used the hotel blow dryer to dry my hair, I started to hear movement coming from the room.

There was a swift knock on the door, “Aly! Hurry up I have to pee!” Nash said from the other side of the door.

I quickly gathered all of my stuff and opened the door, “All yours, bae!” I said, smiling.

He shook his head before closing the door, “It is unnatural for a person to be that happy in the morning. You need Jesus.”

I laughed as I made my walked into the room and saw Cam sitting up in bed, rubbing the sleep from his eyes.

“Sorry for falling asleep last night. You should have woken me up and kicked me out.” I said as I put my stuff in my suitcase.

“Nah, I didn’t mind. In fact, I’m starting to see why Matt has kept you around for so long. You’re comfy. I might have to steal you.” Cameron said, his sleepiness still apparent in his voice as he walked over to the sliding door.

My heart fluttered a bit in my chest as he said that, but I just shook my head and made my way outside to smoke a cigarette. When Cameron asked to bum one I didn’t even say anything, but rather, shook my head as I handed it to him not wanting to sound like a broken record.

“So what time are we gonna head to your house?” I asked as I took a drag from my cigarette. The buzz reaching my head fairly quickly, the way it usually does first thing in the morning.

“Not til later this afternoon, my mom wants to straighten everything before you come.” He laughed.

“D’aww, you should have told her not to worry about that. You’re just gonna mess it all up when you get there!” I teased and he pouted.

A moment later, Taylor stuck his head outside, “Hey, we’re gonna head to the boardwalk after breakfast. Y’all coming?”

I shrugged and looked at Cam who nodded, taking one last drag of his cigarette before making his way back to the room so he could get ready.

Breakfast and the bus ride to the boardwalk was as eventful as it usually was with all the boys. Shawn and Aaron left for the airport after breakfast, but not before I gave them both some Tylenol for their hangovers. Poor guys looked dead on their feet.

All the guys were riding their longboards or pennyboards on the boardwalk aside from Cam who was literally sitting down on one as Nash pulled him along while I trailed behind listening to my Zune, carrying Cam’s crutches. I shook my head as I watched the two; they were just inviting the strange looks from passerby’s. If they weren’t straight and I wasn’t hopelessly infatuated with Cameron, I’d ship that so hard.

We spent a few hours riding along on the boardwalk, occasionally looking around some of the shops. However, it wasn’t possible to stay anywhere for too long because either one of two things happened. One: the boys got noticed and swarmed by girls or two: the boys got way too rowdy and I’d have to steer them out before they broke something, which was almost completely avoided until Taylor decided to be, well, Taylor. I swear, only that kid could manage to break something at a Children’s Interactive Museum.

We had almost made it back to the bus when Matt stopped in front of a longboard shop, his face almost pressing against the glass. The rest of the boys followed suit and I almost rolled my eyes. I had no room to judge, I was the exact same way when I went to a guitar shop.

I handed Cameron his crutches before we made our way inside the shop. Everyone scattered, going to different parts of the store. All except Cameron, me, and Carter.

“Do want.” Carter said, his mouth slightly open as he looked around the shop.

“What do you want, Carter?” I asked trying not to laugh.

“All of it.” He said, only snapping out of his trance when Matt called him over.

I stood there laughing for a moment when I realized Cameron was still standing beside me, his eyes almost as glazed over as the rest of them.

I nudged his shoulder, “Hmm?” he asked a little out of sorts.

“Go. Love all the things. I’m probably going to go smoke a cigarette anyway.” I shook my head as he crutched off, not even able to respond as he was set free.

I stood there for a moment, digging through my bag for my cigarette pack when I noticed the girl working behind the counter. She was a really pretty girl with short, curly brown hair and hazel eyes. But I only noticed those things after I saw her t-shirt. I always had the best conversations with girls who wore band t-shirts. And I don’t mean a Nirvana or The Beatles shirt that you know they just picked up at Hot Topic. She was wearing a Mumford and Sons t-shirt and I immediately decided that I liked her.

I was brought back from my thoughts as I heard Nash and Taylor freaking out over something from across the shop, and I decided to go ahead and apologize to the poor girl working the register.

Dawson’s POV

It had been a pretty slow day at the shop. I had gotten to work at about 10:30 and three hours later, I had yet to sell anything. Sundays are usually our slow days, but this was almost unbearable. It took everything I had not to grab my phone and drain the last 10%. So when I heard the bell on the door go off, alerting me that some people had come in, I let out a sigh of relief.  Finally, some human contact.

Seven guys and one girl walked into the store. Most of the guys took off in all different directions, leaving the girl standing by the door looking through her bag. It was so strange, I swore from a distance they looked like some of the people I’d seen on Vine, but I wasn’t the type to ask.

I tried to find something behind the counter to keep me occupied until someone came up to the counter, but before I could even open the magazine I had in my hand, I heard a couple of the guys freaking out in the back corner. When I looked up from my station, I made eye contact with the girl and she made her way over to the register.

“I’m going to go ahead and apologize for them beforehand. They’re just being boys.” she said as she leaned against the counter.

I shook my head, “They’re not bothering anyone, but the whole ‘boys will be boys’ thing shouldn’t be an excuse. Boys should be held responsible for their actions just like everybody else.”

The girl laughed, “I usually have the same mentality, but considering how often I’m around these guys, sometimes it’s just better to accept the fact that they’re dumb and move on.”

I smiled and shrugged, “Pick your battles, I guess.” I paused for a moment before my curiosity got the better of me, “Are you on Vine or Youtube or something? I just feel like I’ve seen you guys before.”

The girl nodded, “Yeah, we’re all on Vine.”

“That’s cool, what you all doing here in LA?” I asked setting the magazine down on my chair.

“We’re a part of this thing called MAGCON. We go to big cities across the country for meet and greet things. It’s pretty cool, but it can be hectic too because of all the crazy girls that are in love with those dipshits.” She teased.

I laughed, “They can’t be too bad.” I paused noticing the Beats wrapped around her neck, “What are you listening to?”

“Well I was listening to The Alabama Shakes when we walked in but now,” she pulled one side up to here ear, “Ironically White Blank Page is playing, I love your shirt by the way.” she said nodding at my Mumford and Sons band tee.”

I smiled, I definitely liked this girl.

“What’s your name, hun?” she asked putting her headphones back in her bag.

“I’m Dawson, and your name is Alyson right?”

“Yeah, that’s me. Your name totally suits you, I wish mine did. Alyson sounds like some preppy sorority girl.” she said and I laughed.

“Well, I don’t know any Alysons so I’ll always remember it as that cool Vine chick I met at my job.” I said and she smiled brightly. “So do you longboard?”

She shook her head vigorously, “Hell no, I’m way too uncoordinated for that.”

“D’aww, if I wasn’t on duty I’d take you outside and show you.”

She thought for a minute, “Look, I come to LA pretty often now because of the whole MAGCON thing. Do you think I could get your number so we could hang out? I know this is pretty random, but you seem like a really cool chick and sometimes I need to get away from the copious amounts of testosterone.” she rambled, nodding back at the guys.

I nodded as she reached for her phone, “Hell yeah, I definitely understand. Guys can be way too much sometimes.”

She laughed and as she put my number into her phone. We talked for a few more minutes, only stopping when one of the guys came up to the counter. He was pretty cute, he was tall with dark blonde hair and big brown eyes.

“What are you ladies cracking up about over here?” He asked, his gaze not leaving mine.

“Nothing you need to know, little brother.” Alyson said as I looked over at her.

“Yeah,” he said barely acknowledging her. He stuck his hand out for me to shake, “I’m Matt, are you from around here?”

I raised my eyes at him and glanced from him to Alyson and back again, “No, you see I’m on vacation and the shop door was unlocked so I thought I’d try selling longboards for the day.” I replied sarcasm dripping from every word.

“Ooh, the sass is strong with this one.” Alyson said, and I stifled a laugh.

Matt finally broke his gaze with me, his cheeks flushed and gave Alyson a pointed look.

“What? It’s refreshing to see a girl that isn’t fawning all over you. ‘Oh my god, I love you Matt.’ ‘Oh my god, Matt can I suck your dick?’”

I laughed, “Well that escalated quickly.”

“It usually does with crazy fangirls.” she said until she brought her eyes back to Matt who was still giving her a look. She bit her lip and looked around for a moment before speaking. “I’m just gonna go outside and…” she brought her fingers to her lips, indicating she was going to go smoke. “I’ll see you around Dawson.”

I waved and brought my attention back to Matt.

“Dawson, huh?” he asked and I nodded, moving to straighten up the area around the register. “Well, Ms. Dawson, do you think I could get your number?”

I once again raised my eyes to him, “You don’t even know me.”

“Well I’d like to.” he paused, “Know you, I mean.”

“I really don’t like to give my number out to guys I’ve just met.”

He was about to say something, when a guy with a bandana yelled, “Come on Matt, I need sustenance!”

“I’ll be out in a minute.” he waved the guys off and looked at me as he was backing towards the door, “Well I guess I’ll have to come back then. See you, around Ms.-“ his goodbye was cut short as he backed into the magazine rack. Luckily nothing fell. His face turned bright red and he gave a quick wave before rushing out the door.

I shook my head as I watched them leave, despite the fact that he seemed like a bit of a dork, I found myself hoping that he would come back.

Alyson’s POV

I found a place to ash my cigarette just as the guys came back out, excluding Matt. They all took off on their boards toward the car as I waited for Matt.

When he came out his face was bright red and he was shaking his head. We walked next to each other for a moment before I finally asked, “Soooo, did you get her number?”

“No, she said she doesn’t give her number out to people she just met.”

I looked at him confused as I pulled my phone out, “That’s odd, because she gave it to me.” I taunted him waving my phone in his face.

“Nuh-uh! Seriously?!” he said, reaching for my phone.

“You were trying way too hard in there and she doesn’t seem like the type to go along with shit like that. Next time we come here just be your usual quirky self and don’t pull the ‘So are you from around here’ bullshit.”

He nodded and looked from the ground back to me, “But until then, you are going to give me her number right?”

I laughed and nodded handing him my phone so he could put Dawson’s number in his phone.

We made it back to the bus, and I took the front seat next to Jack G as he was driving. He had been kind of standoff-ish toward me all day and hoped it wasn’t because I had freaked out a little when he touched my leg the night before. Despite my qualms, I wasn’t going to say anything, just hope that shit would buff out.

The guys all decided they wanted Chipotle, so we picked that up on the way back to the hotel. I wasn’t hungry so I just got a sweet tea, which didn’t go unnoticed by the boys.

“Why don’t you ever eat, Aly? You’re making us feel like fatasses!” Jack J said, his mouth full with burrito as he spoke.

“You do realize that you’re all teenage boys with ridiculously fast metabolisms right? I couldn’t keep up with all of y’all if I wanted to.” I replied as I rolled down the window and took a sip of my sweet tea.

“But it’s Chipotle!” Cameron said leaning up between Gilinsky and me, his taco in his hand.

I smacked his shoulder lightly, “Get back and put your seatbelt on!”

“What? You don’t trust my driving?” Jack G teased, smirking beside me.

“I trust your driving, it’s the rest of the drivers in LA I’m worried about.” I said, “Sit down, your mom wants me to take care of you this week and I don’t plan on bringing you back with more injuries than you had when you left the hospital.”

“Nothing’s going to happen.” Cameron said, smiling brightly at me.

“If you don’t put your seatbelt on, I’ll be the one to cause those injuries.” I smacking his chest a little harder.

“Yes ma’am,” He said rolling his eyes.

And there it was again, I couldn’t keep my mothering nature under wraps no matter how much I wanted to. I decided I might as well come to terms with that fact.

When we made it back to the hotel, Cameron and I packed up our suitcases and said goodbye to the guys. Gilinsky only gave me a quick one armed hug instead of his usual back breaking ones. I just shrugged it off as I saw his and Cameron’s eyes meet, some sort of unspoken conversation going on there.

The valet pulled Cameron’s SUV around when I realized something horrifying.

“I have to drive don’t I?” I asked Cam as he crutched over to the trunk putting his and my suitcase in it.

“Yeah, the doctor said I couldn’t since it’s my right foot.”

“Oh my god, we’re gonna die. Then some crazy fans of yours are going to bring me back and torture me.” I said putting my guitar in the trunk next to my suitcase and making my way toward the driver’s seat.

“We’ll be fine, don’t stress out about it.” He said as he climbed into the passenger seat, taking his shoes off and getting comfortable.

“Have I mentioned that I grew up in a town with two stoplights?” I stated more than asked as I adjusted the seat. “God I feel so short.” I took in a deep breath before starting the car.

“You wanna plug in your Zune?” He asked holding the auxiliary cord.

“Usually I’d say no because this is your vehicle, but since I’m driving in fucking LA traffic, I need my driving playlist to calm down. Can you get it out of my purse, that and my cigarettes.”

“My mom always taught me not to go through a lady’s purse.” He teased.

“Well, I’m giving you permission so it doesn’t count. Just turn on the driving playlist.” I said, keeping my eyes on the road as I pulled out of the hotel parking lot.

(If you want to listen to the playlist while you’re reading here’s the link: https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=7LZxENkyAaY&list=PL698-6TF5Lw8pjfyoBoT01EuLtAUG-YWO)

He pulled out my cigarettes and handed them to me and plugged my Zune into the stereo. I immediately calmed down as Beck’s Everybody’s Gotta Learn Sometime started playing.

“I hope you don’t mind if I smoke in your car, because either way it’s happening.” I said as I lit up.

“Nah, my mom smokes in here with me all the time.” He said leaning back in the seat.

We drove for a while, despite have my playlist on and a cigarette in my hand, the traffic was stressing me out. Just as I thought I was getting used to it, some asshole in a Ferarri cut me off and I had to slam on the brakes.

Cameron rolled his window down, sticking his head out the window and yelled, “Fuck you, asswipe!” as he flipped them the bird.

As he sat back down in the passenger seat he put his hand on my thigh, his fingers touching the skin where my dress had rode up. “You okay, babe?”

I nodded, feeling the redness form in my cheeks, not from anger at the asshole in front of us but at the feeling of his warm hand against my skin. No matter how often he made these little gestures, I would always get a flutter down in the pit of my stomach.

“Mhm, I’ll be fine once we get on the interstate.”

The drive was quiet, aside from Jane Fonda by Mickey Avalon playing through the speakers until we turned onto the interstate. Cameron kept his hand on my thigh for a while, only moving it when he grabbed my Zune and went through the playlist.

“Why do you have so many songs about sex? Seriously this is the third one that’s played in the last half hour.” he asked, waiting for me to look at him.

I refused keeping my eyes on the road, “I dunno, I hadn’t really noticed.”

“Hmm, Pull My Hair, by Bright Eyes. Let’s listen to that.” He said before it started blaring through the speakers.

“But if the hunger is still there, buried somewhere inside. Covered up by the boredom we’ve been trying to hide. Then dig it up and devour, and it will be more like a song and less like its math. If you pull on my hair, and bite me like that.”

I sang along with Conor Oberst, that was one of my favorite songs off that particular album.

“It’s weird hearing you sing lyrics like that.” Cam said, as he turned down the stereo.

I glanced at him confused, “Why’s that?”

“Because you’re so innocent, I guess.”

“Just because I haven’t had sex doesn’t mean I don’t like getting the occasional bite and having my hair pulled.” I said teasingly, although there was a serious note in there that Cameron apparently caught.

“That’s hot. I never would have thought that about you.” he teased.

I paused for a moment not looking at him, “I actually have this weird theory about how some people’s personality kind of leaks in to their sexual habits.”

“For example?” he said, turning to face me.

I glanced over at him, “For example, my roommate back in Pensacola. She has this ‘take no shit’ personality, and that branches over in to the kind of sex she likes. She hates foreplay, and I quote, ‘If we’re gonna do it, we’re gonna do it, and get straight to it.’”

He laughed, “That’s so weird. What kind of person doesn’t like foreplay?”

“Apparently my roommate.” I teased.

“How would you expect me to be?” he asked seriously.

I made a face, looking over at him incredulously, “You seriously want me to analyze your personality and tell you what I think you would be like in bed?”

“Mhm.” he nodded, a smirk on his face as he could tell I was getting uncomfortable.

I tried to keep a calm demeanor as I spoke, “Well, you’re already an extremely playful kind of person so I expect most of your escapades result after you’ve been horsing around. Tickling, play-fighting, that kind of thing.”

He nodded for me to keep going, and I made it my goal to make him as uncomfortable as I was, so with all the confidence I could muster with my cheeks being bright red, I said, “You’re usually dominant in conversation, so you’d usually be on top, but you don’t mind letting a girl take control sometimes. I feel like you’re also a tit for tat kind of guy. If a girl goes down on you, you’ll happily return the favor.”

As I finished, I kept my eyes on the road for a moment before looking back at him, “So did I get it right?”

Despite my efforts to make him squirm, he looked at me calmly with a smirk on his face, “The only way you’ll ever know is if you find out for yourself.”

I looked at him dumbfounded, when my eyes finally found their way back to the road I had to jerk the wheel realizing I was about to cut off a car in the other lane.

Cameron cracked up after I did this, “Oh my God, your face right now!”

“Fuck you!” I replied a little breathless.

“That’s what I just said!”

I rolled my eyes, and grabbed my Zune from his hands. I turned on Let’s Go Surfing by The Drums and kept my eyes on the road, indicating that the conversation was over.

We pulled into the driveway a little bit before 6 o’clock and Mrs. Dallas made her way over to my side of the car as we got out.

“Alyson! It’s so good to see you! You look so pretty, I love that dress!” She rambled as she gave me a tight hug.

I laughed, “Ha! It’s good to see you too, Tara. I missed seeing you this weekend.”

I looked over at Cameron as he shut his door and said, “Don’t mind me, I’m just your only son. Who happens to be crippled.”

Tara made her way over to Cam and gave him a hug and a kiss on the cheek, “Oh you poor baby.” She teased.

“Has he always been this needy?” I asked smiling.

“Since he was a baby, you don’t even know.” she replied as she grabbed his suitcase from the trunk.

Cameron pouted, “Forget both of y’all. You guys are mean.”

Tara and I both laughed as we made our way to the door.

“I’m making you chicken enchiladas, that should make up for it.” Tara said when we made it inside.

Cam thought for a moment, “Maybe.”

Tara shook her head as she led me up the stairs, “Your gonna stay in Sierra’s old room, if that’s okay. I told her to clean, but in her mind that means make a clear path to the bed and the bathroom so I apologize for the mess.”

“No worries, I can’t say my room looks a whole lot better.”

We made our way back downstairs to find Cameron sitting at the bar in the kitchen with a bowl of cereal in front of him.

“Cameron, I just told you we’re about to have dinner.” Tara said lightly smacking him up the side of his head.

“Hey! I’m hungry, and you know I’ll still eat twice the amount both of you get even with the cereal.” He replied before going back to devouring the bowl in front of him.

I made my way to the other side of the island and started preparing the chicken as Tara was over by the stove.

“You don’t have to do that, Aly!” Tara said incredulously.

I shrugged, “I just like feeling useful. Where’s the garlic powder?”

She reached into a cabinet and handed it to me before saying, “Can I just go ahead and adopt you?”

“I’d let you, but my mom would probably have some objections.” I teased.

“I have some objections!” Cameron said as he hobbled over to the sink, rinsing it out and putting it in the dishwasher.

“Oh yeah, like what?” Tara asked as she chopped up some of the vegetables.

Cameron didn’t reply so Tara took the opportunity to say, “Fine, you can just marry into the family.”

I laughed it off, trying to keep the conversation light, “As soon as gay marriage is legalized I’ll talk to Sierra about it.”

Tara laughed and Cameron just shook his head.

As we sat down at the dinner table, Tara asked us to join hands while she said grace. I wasn’t religious but I didn’t mind, they never shoved their beliefs down my throat and I appreciated that. Plus, it was nice to have a sit down dinner like the one we had that night. My family was never like that. With my parents always working swing shifts, I spent many dinners alone when I was home.

“Ugh, I am stuffed. Aly do you want to step outside with me and smoke.” I nodded as I put my plate in the dishwasher.

Cameron made his way to the back door with us until Tara shooed him away, “Nuh-uh. Girl talk.”

I made a scared face at him and he laughed as he made his way back to the kitchen.

We sat down on the deck as we smoked, in the couple of moments it was quiet I looked around their backyard. It was well kept, there was a flower bed beside the deck which I could tell had just been weeded and a pool that someone was keeping clean.

“I really appreciate you staying with Cameron, Sierra and I planned this trip a long time ago. I didn’t expect him to hurt his foot.” she said taking a drag and exhaling through her nose the same way Cameron did.

“You couldn’t have anticipated that. And I really don’t mind, I would have been at my apartment surrounded by my roommates friends asking me to facetime Cam or Nash. So I’m glad I could avoid that.” I teased.

She laughed, “Well I’m happy you don’t have to deal with that.”

We chatted outside for a few minutes before heading back inside to find Cameron attempting to do the dishes as he hopped around on one foot.

“D’aww, look at this sweet kid. I swear you are going to make some lady very happy some day.” Tara said glancing back at me and winking.

I blushed, as she shooed both of us into the living room. “Go sit down, I’ll finish up in here.”

“But I can he-“ I was cut off.

“No ma’am. You’ve helped enough, go relax.”

We both nodded and made our way in to the living room. Cameron sat down on the couch and grabbed the remote channel surfing until he found some movie on HBO. I sat down on the other end of the couch crossing my legs and leaning against the arm.

“Middle cushion doesn’t bite, ya know?” Cam stated, patting the cushion beside him.

“And give your mom another reason to plan our wedding? I don’t think I’m up for that tonight.” I teased as my eyes flickered to the screen.

“True, she’s pushing it pretty hard.”

“Pushing what?” Tara said as she walked into the living room.

I looked at Cam pointedly as he said, “Oh nothing.”

“Mhm, nothing my ass.” She said and I laughed, “Alright kids, I’m gonna head up the wooden hill. I’ve got to go pick Sierra up at her place early in the morning. I’ll come say goodbye before I leave.”

“Night, Tara.”

“Night, mom. I love you.”

She gave both of us a quick peck on the cheek before heading up the stairs.

I was only half watching the movie after she left. We had a pretty eventful day, and I was tired. When the credits started to roll Cameron stood up and grabbed his crutches.

“I’m beat, you ready to go to bed?”

I nodded and we walked over to the stairs, I kept my hand against the small of his back in case he fell, which we avoided luckily.

I stopped in front of Sierra’s door and it took a moment for Cam to notice.

“You can sleep with me if you want.” he said as he leaned against the door frame.

I laughed, “That will be a perfect sight for your mom when she comes to say goodbye to us in the morning. No thanks, enjoy having the bed to yourself.”

Cameron smiled sleepily and nodded, “Alright then. If you can’t sleep just come in through the bathroom. I’ll leave it unlocked.”

I nodded and opened the door to Sierra’s room. I was about to say goodnight when Cam placed his hand on my shoulder, his thumb grazing the side of my neck. He leaned down and for a moment I thought he was going to kiss me.

Instead he whispered, “Goodnight, beautiful.” and kiss the corner of my mouth, right beside my lips.

I flushed red, and mumbled a quick goodnight before closing the door to Sierra’s room. After changing into my pajamas I laid back against the pillows. There was no way he didn’t know he was teasing me.

While just a few minutes before, I was feeling dead on my feet, at that moment I was wide awake. I groaned, knowing I wasn’t going to get any sleep that night, my mind being occupied with the thought of Cameron’s lips so close to mine. Something was going to happen this week. I wasn’t sure what exactly, but I did know something was changing between Cam and me. Whether that was a good or bad thing… Well I could only wait and find out.

Betsy Beers Podcast - Calzona comments

Betsy Beers - and meanwhile we’ve got the whole incredibly complicated relationship that’s going on between Penny and Arizona and Callie. And those decisions which are just screwy petewy.

Chandra Wilson - But monumental decisions that everybody’s perspective is so different on it, you know. It’s interesting. Penny isn’t really trying to force the issue either way, right? But it’s really interesting to say, yeah, ya know what? I’ll pick up my daughter and move across the country so we can keep this thing going and see what that’s like. So of course Arizona is going to look at that strangely. She’s going to look at it like, well regardless of whether this is spontaneous or not, you kind of don’t get to do that with our kid.

Betsy Beers - With Arizona and Callie everybody sort of has the best intentions but they always end up stepping in it in one form or another.

Chandra - yeah

Betsy - it just feels chronic and that Arizona’s recently been really putting herself out in situations where it’s not necessarily appropriate. April.

Chandra - right right

Betsy - it was fine. It’s okay, but it’s just. It definitely feels like this whole Penny, Arizona Callie thing is…I’m just concerned for everybody.

Chandra - nobody is really on the same page.

Betsy - that’s right. That is exactly it.

Chandra - right? They are all kind of going in this direction, but no one is really on the same page.

Betsy - No and I think the hard stuff hasn’t been said which is logistically, emotionally how is any of this going to work. I think the crazy thing about Callie as a character is Callie’s so romantic. Callie just…

Chandra - She’s all in.

Betsy - she is all in. She’s sort of the opposite of Miranda in a lot of ways. Miranda I feel like she takes her time, she thinks about things and she really analyzes them.

Chandra - weighs the pros and cons.

Betsy - exactly. I mean the marriage to Ben right there, I super identified with like, should I have chicken or fish? What should I do? What’s more important, is this going to hurt who I am? I think there’s something about Callie that loves love so much. Her face just lights up. And Sara is so amazing in that role and Penny is pretty circumspect. Maybe it’s that both Callie and Arizona are really impetuous in their own ways. In different ways, but they both seem to kind of operate emotionally at moments.

Chandra - Right. Which I’m sure is something that initially drew them together.

Betsy - But now may be causing just a teeny, tiny bit of friction.

Chandra - just a teeny tiny bit.