sammy brooks

Master List

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Bold= Smut

Choose a number for blurbs

Austin Mahone Imagines

Welcome Home
Tell Me That You Love Me
Before He Cheats
Always Come Back To You
Prom? Prom

AU

IG You & Austin are “Just Friends”

OGMagcon/Omaha Imagines

Cameron Dallas

You Can Let Go Now
Let’s Get Lost
All Together Again
Since When

Nash Grier

Snow Angel

AU

Nash goes to Coachella without you
Nash goes home to NC
Nash plans an International Tour & asks you to go.

Hayes Grier

Pranks

AU

Hayes checks out your ass

Shawn Mendes

Confessions of A FanGirl
Perfect
Safely

AU

You’re pregnant and Shawn is at the Studio

Aaron Carpenter

AU

Aaron cheers you up after a bad day
Aaron asks you out

Taylor Caniff

Don’t Make Me Regret This

Dillon Rupp

AU

You get mad at Dillon
You want him to stop smoking
He talks about your sex life with the guys
You get mad at him for being away too much
Your daughter gets her period
He gets jealous

Jacob Whitesides

Let The Haters Hate

Matt Espinosa

Surprise, Surprise

Carter Reynolds

Defenseless

Jack Johnson

Unexpected
No Pressure
Dream Come True
Love Me, Love Me
Never Be Alone

Blurbs

“Babe, Is everything okay?”
“I was kidding, chill”
“How can you love something so broke?
“You’re hot when you’re jealous”

AUs

Johnson hasn’t seen his girlfriend in a few weeks b/c of tour
Drunk Johnson asks if you’re ready for his mom’s Birthday
Johnson surprises you at College
Johnson wants to see you before he leaves for tour
Johnson gets jealous
Twitter AU Johnson has’t seen you in 4 months
IG AU “Just Friends”
Hes afraid of your older brother
IG AU you spend the day at the beach
He compliments you on your IG photo
He gets jealous
You break up

Jack Gilinsky

Anything For My Little Girl
Daddy’s Little Girl
For The First Time Pt 1 (Pt. II)
Birthday Boy
The Wait is Over
We’ll Get Through This
Random Rainy Day
Love & Protection
Secrets Pt. 1 (Pt. II)
Surprise, Surprise
Forever & Always
I’m All Yours Pt. 1 (Pt. II)
A Thousand Miles
You Need Me, I’m There
Caught
We Got This

AU

Gilinsky is at his parents and wants you
You think Gilinsky is ignoring you
Gilinsky asks you out but you already said yes to Cam
Horny Gilinsky accidentally text you instead of Johnson
Gilinsky tells you how Sam talks about your sex life
Gilinsky feels bad for leaving you with your daughter
IG You & Gilinsky are “Just Friends”
He’s jealous of Sam
Twitter war with Madison & G 

Sammy Wilk

Secrets Pt. 1 (Pt. 2)
Only You
Meet The Parents
Maybe One Day Pt. 1 (Pt 2)
Try Pt. 1 (Pt. 2)
Nontraditional
Stuck
Let Me Love You
Make it Up To You
#1 Fan
Never Again

Blurbs

“You’re in love with me?”
“Go fuck one of your skanks” 
“Stop hiding yourself”
“You’re hot when you’re jealous”

AUs

Adjusting to long distance with Sam
Sam is away, horny and missing you
You text Sammy during a Thunder Storm
You & Sammy fight over some pictures you saw
You’re jealous of Stass
IG AU “Just Friends” 
He cheated on you
He thinks you’re using again
LA changed him

Skate Maloley

Let It Out
Finally
Mine & Only Mine
Fell for You Like Woah
So Ridiculous
Little Dude
We’re Gonna Be Fine
Confirmed
Relax
Tattoos & a Bad Girl
For Right Now
It’s Our Job
Nap Chats
Say Yes
My New Old Life
Back To Sleep
Better Than I Thought Pt.1 (Pt. II)
I Wasn’t Ready

Blurbs

“Stop hiding yourself”
“If you’re reading this its too late”
“Its not what it looks like”
“Don’t lie to me”

AU

Skate texts you after your first time
Nate Motivates you to finish an Essay
You like Nate & he knows
Skates on tour & checks in on you and your daughter
Skate wants to see what you look like pregnant
Skate accuses you of flirting
You cheat on Skate
Nate gets jealous
You’re feeling insecure after you see his new video
He FaceTimes you
He’s with his family & wants you
IG AU “Just Friends”
IG AU You’re Pregnant
He admits he likes you
He wants his old life back
IG/Twitter AU Him & your Ex throw shade
He cheats & chooses the other girl (Part II)
IG/Twitter Bachelor/Bachelorette Parties
Your lip ring
You’re afraid of thunder
He misses you while on tour
You left tour & he wants you to come back
You prank him
He’s bothering you while you’re in class
You’re Swazz’s sister
You miss him while he’s away
He asks you to prom

Swazz

Live A Little
Dillon
Judgmental 

AU

Swazz sees your scars
IG You’re “Just Friends”
He’s alone with your daughter
He wants to fix your relationship (Part II) (Part III)
He admits he likes you
You’re sick & you make him your slave for the day
He Proposes

All/More than one

AU

Omaha boys find your pregnancy test
Omaha Boy gets nervous before going on stage
You’re late to Jack & Jack’s Event

Derek Luh

Turn Around

Blurbs

“Have you been drinking again?
“I’m with the boys”
“I’m not going to be your toy”

“Back off”

AU

You guys collab and then he asks you out
IG Post you’re a VS model
He wakes you up to sext
He’s away & your kids miss him
He misses you
He’s worried about you
You accuse him of being in another relationship
He’s insecure
You smoke without him
He promises to be better than your last
You’re a recovering addict
“But Imma keep it cool”
You find out he is using again. (Part II)
The fans ships you
Ride or Die
The night before your wedding
You get custody of your son (Part II)
“Just Friends”
He wants more time with your daughter
“All I care about is you n the music”

Janoskians Imagines

Beau Brooks

Best Day Of My Life
Taking Risks

Daniel “Skip” Sahyounie

Paradise

Luke Brooks

Twinning
Just Wanna Be With You

AU

Luke makes fun of your hair

James Yammouni

AU

James is having a hard time dealing with Zayn leaving 1D
James is afraid of loosing you

Jai Brooks

AU

Jai says he can beat you at FIFA
Jai gets Jealous
You tease him during an interview
You confess your feelings for each other
Another girl keeps flirting with him

6 months

2 years. 2 years in a relationship with Nash, just to break up over text message because of the pictures of him and another girl. He was on tour and cheating on you.

You’ll admit, the first week, you laid in bed crying. You were heartbroken. He was your first true love, after pizza of course. But you were so hurt. He said he loved you, but his actions showed otherwise.

In the messages, he said it was an accident. A one time thing. She was just a fan and things just happened. He didn’t mean it. He loved you.

Lie after lie after lie.

The second week you were still upset, but you moved from your bed now. You found yourself mostly playing sad songs and drowning your pain in the bottom of a tub of ice cream. Not the healthiest way to cope, but you were doing okay.

The third week you were finally realizing that he didn’t deserve your tears. You saw his tweets, Instagram pictures, snapchat stories, he was out having the time of his life it seemed. He was out on dates with other girls already. Out partying with the guys. He was happy, so why weren’t you?

The forth week rolled around and you decided you were done. You finally got rid of that box of stuff you had of his under your bed. Your burned the love letters, threw away all the gifts he bought you, like the teddy bear from Valentine’s Day. The minion he won from a carnival game the night he took you on your 4th date. All of it. You were finally ready to move on.

Now, here you are, 6 months post break up, hanging out with your new boyfriend, Beau at his place.

You guys met at the gym (since drowning your sorrows in ice cream did nothing for your figure) a month after your breakup and really clicked. Granted he gave you all his lines that day, it was his sense of humor that made you agree to going out to lunch with him the next day, and well, the rest is history. That was 5 months ago though.

Now here you are, head over heels for the biggest goof you knew. He constantly made you laugh, and his brothers, Luke and Jai, same age as you, were suddenly your best friends. You spent at least 4 days out of the week with Beau, the other 3 you were just busy with work.

You were currently at Beau and the rest of the boys place in LA, cuddled up on his bed watching a movie. You couldn’t deny that you were tired. You were up early this morning for a photoshoot, and you didn’t get home until late last night.

You did some modeling, and you had to admit you did love it. You noticed how 3 months after your break up though, any picture you would post you saw Nash would like it. No big deal, since you did get like 200,000 some likes on a picture, but still.

And he would indirect you on twitter a lot. Or at least he has lately. He’s tweeted ‘don’t ever let go of someone who was once all about you’ and ‘my only regret was hurting you so much it made you leave.’ Of course there were several others, and people always tagged you in the tweets, but you paid no attention.

You were happy with Beau. He made you feel beautiful. Loved. Everything. You loved being around him. You honestly couldn’t even picture being with anyone else now. You wanted nothing more than to just be with Beau. Like, he was your happiness.

That night you didn’t have to work, and you didn’t have anything for the following morning, so as usual you stayed with the boys, a habit that seemed to be starting. You cooked them dinner, which they were grateful for, and then watched them play fifa. Jai and Luke versus Beau and Skip.

Around 11:30 you decided to head to bed, knowing those four would be up for hours. Beau did pause the game though to ‘tuck’ you into bed, which only led to you guys making out for like 15 minutes before Jai screamed from downstairs for Beau to ‘hurry up and finish’ since ‘everyone knows you can’t last that long anyway’

You stayed up though, watching a movie from bed, cuddling with Hamlet. You were watching the lion king, and you couldn’t help but snap a pic of you and Hamlet. I mean, who doesn’t love dogs, cuddles, and the Lion King? You posted the photo on twitter and Instagram and then locked your phone and then focused on the movie.

Nash was on twitter, and was guilty of having your tweet notifications on, along with you Instagram ones as well. He was over at the boys house, and they had just finished a game of hoops, everyone taking a break and checking their phones.

He had a notification of yours from twitter and Instagram. Checking twitter he saw it. The picture you had taken while over at Beaus. He immediately exited out and checked your Instagram post, only to see the same picture. He admits, it was a great pic of you. You looked great, even for it being 11:30 at night.

“another night with the actual love of my life Hamlet” and it had Beau fuckin Brooks tagged in the caption, and the picture itself.

“that’s the third fucking night in a row.” He mumbled, locking his phone. “the third fucking night in a row she’s spent at his house.”

“bro chill, they are dating, it’s not like she’s cheati- never mind.” Johnson spoke, catching himself from saying something terrible.

“like I don’t fucking know that. I know they’re fucking dating. Everyone fucking does. Who doesn’t know about the hottest model dating the Australian prankster. I mean, if you didn’t just go on any fucking site. Twitter, where her fans and his fans and half the other people in the world talk about how perfect they are. How much they ship them. Or even look at their profiles. They do nothing but fucking tweet about one another, tweet one another and fucking post pictures of them together all the damn time.” Nash went off. He was pissed. He didn’t like that you were this happy with someone that wasn’t him.

Because just a few months ago that was you guys. People were shipping you guys. You were tweeting about one another, tweeting pictures of each other, posting all kinds of pictures together, tweeting one another.

“bro, can’t you just be happy for her? I mean, don’t you want her to be happy?” Johnson, the man of wisdom spoke again. Everyone else just kinda put in their own little inputs, but Johnson was the only one to make you realize anything.

“Yeah I want her to be happy. But I want her to be happy with me. I want her to be posting pics of us, not her and someone else.”

“yeah, well you kinda ruined that didn’t you?” Johnson fired back. Everyone was shocked he said it because well, yeah everyone knew Nash cheated, but since it happened no one talked about it. Not that they were scared, but simply that it was just kinda understood. Everyone knew what went down, no need to discuss it

“Johnson.” Nash practically growled. Everyone could tell he was ready to punch Johnson for bringing it up.

“no Nash listen. You fucked up. Big time. You had a fucking dime, and to be honest with you, if it wasn’t for bro code, the second you two broke up I would’ve gone after her. I’m not gonna lie, I still talk to her, hang out with her. She’s great, and she loved you so much. But you fucking took her for granted and lost the best damn thing that ever came your way.” Johnson spit.

“you don’t think I know that? I know I messed up okay.”

“I know, but I still don’t think you get it. Yeah you messed up. You treated her like shit while you were on tour. Empty conversations, hardly ever talking to her. I think there was seriously like 2 weeks when you didn’t even bother to respond to her? But she fucking stuck by you. She way faithful as shit. And then you go and cheat on her? With a fan? You know they can’t keep their damn mouths shut. And after that breakup sure you were feeling great. Free. Nothing could stop you. Nothing was holding you back. Now here we are, 6 months later, she’s moved on, and now’s when you start caring. She’s your ex and all and you should want nothing but the best for her since you couldn’t give it to her.”

“I don’t need this.” Nash said, walking off inside, where he found Nate and Sammy drinking and smoking. He grabbed a bottle of vodka and started drinking, giving up on basketball and now all of the guys essentially just having a small party.

A bottle of vodka, and like half a blunt later Nash was just a mess. He excluded himself from everyone else inside laughing, having the time of their lives. He went outside, sitting on the edge of a cement wall. He scrolled through your guys’ old photos he still had on his phone. His thoughts eating him alive. He couldn’t stand this.

He missed you.

He missed making you laugh, the way your eyes would squint and your nose would scrunch up as you tipped your head back. He could no longer do that to you, he could no longer make you laugh. Now it was Beau who made you laugh. And that hurt him, so much. Your laugh was his favorite sound.

He missed the way you would cuddle up next to him. How you would throw your leg over his body and your arm across his chest and snuggle up real close to him. How you would nuzzle your head in his side. How perfect you and he fit together.

Or the way you would skip through the house, just humming or singing. His shirt draped over your body, and your little knee high socks, and nothing else. It was his favorite sight. He loved nothing more than trudging out of bed in the morning to find you in the kitchen singing. He loved walking up behind you, wrapping his arms around your waist and kissing your neck, telling you how great last night was. He cringed at the thought of Beau and you being the same way.

Then the thought of you and Beau being intimate in anyway. Doing anything sexual. He started to think about all the things you used to love in the bedroom. How you loved when he would pin you up against the wall. How rough he could get, but how he could slow it down, putting all his love into every deep thrust. How you would squirm when he kissed that spot, right below your ear. Or how you loved to suck him off before anything. The foreplay. How much you loved to be on top, or how you loved when he hit it from the back.

Thinking of you and Beau doing any of that together was enough to set him off. He had a new message open to you, he just didn’t have any idea what to say. His thoughts were all jumbled, and the alcohol gave him all the confidence he needed. No matter how sloppy his thoughts were one thing was clear. He missed you, and he wanted to let you know that.

To (y/n): I miss you.

And after he sent it, he waited. Messages still open. Hope of any contact from you started to fade as 15 minutes had passed and you still hadn’t even opened it. His thoughts started to come back, and he thought about how much he missed falling asleep next to you every night, and waking up with you every morning.

He was about to type another message but then he saw the little bubble pop up and eagerly awaited your response.

Beau had just came upstairs into his room to get ready for bed when you got a new message. Rarely ever getting a message at midnight, you were quite curious as to who it would be. The only person you ever talked to this late was either your best friend, or Beau. And since your best friend was out of state, in a different time zone for the week, you knew it wasn’t her, plus you guys only talked late when it was an emergency. And considering you were with Beau, it couldn’t be him.

“who’s that?” Beau asked, emerging from the bathroom in his boxers, a sight you quite enjoyed.

“no idea.” You replied, reaching over to the night table and checking your phone.

You unlocked your phone, only to see something you did not expect at all. A new message from the last person on earth you expected.

“it’s uh, it’s from Nash.” You said, shocked.

Beau climbed into bed, pulling you into him so you guys were spooning.

“like your ex Nash? What did he say?”

“yeah him. And he just said he missed me. I’m not even going to reply. I’m just going to go change my number in the morning.” I said, clicking out of my messages.

“no don’t. I know it’s not ideal, but I mean, you should text him back. You know, give him some closure or something.” Beau smiled.

“you’re not mad?”

“why would I be? I mean, I’ve got you now. Even though he fucked up, he still deserves some closure. Thing about it babe, this is the first you guys have talked in like 6 months.”

“okay. You’re the best. I love you.” You smiled, turning and kissing his lips lazily.

To Nash: It’s been 6 months Nash. I think you’re fine.

From Nash: I’m not fine. These past 6 months hae been hell. I miss you so muvh babt.

“he’s drunk.” You told Beau.

“drunk or not, he still has feeling babe. Just, let him say what he has to say. I know this is what you’ve wanted for months now.”

“what have I wanted?” you asked, confused. You didn’t want anything from Nash. You loved Beau now, so you were confused.

“you want answers, and now’s your chance to get some.”

To Nash: well, that’s not really my problem.

From Nash: I knoww. I mesaed up

To Nash: can I ask you something.

From Nash: of course.

To Nash: okay, firstly. Why’d you do it? Were you not happy with me? Cause if not, you should have broke up with me before.

From Nash: no. fuck no. I was happy with you. It’s just on tour I felt held back. Like everyone else was out having great times and I just felt like I couldn’t cause of yoi.

To Nash: you could have just talked to me, instead of ignoring me and then cheating on me.

From Nash: I know. Can I ask  you something.

To Nash: sure.

From Nash: are you happy? With bo ? nd evrithing else in oyur life?

To Nash: Beau* but yeah. I am happy with him. And my modeling is really taking off.

From Nash: I’m glad your work iz good. Bo is lucki

To Nash: Beau*

From Nash: right. I’m sorry.

To Nash: it’s fine. Lots of people spell it wrong.

From Nash: no. not for the name. For everything else. For the lies, and cheating. I regret it all. I still care about you, but if you’re happi then I’m happi for you.

To Nash: why?

From Nash: I already told you. I felt held back.

To Nash: no, not that. Like why now? Why are you apologizing now? 6 months later? I wanted an apology like a week after, maybe a month, but 6 months later? I thought maybe we could be statistics, remain friends after the breakup, but 6 months later?

From Nash: it’s just. I wanted to be friends. I just needed to figure things out.

To Nash: by sleeping with other girls?

From Nash: that makes it sound bad.

To Nash: cause it was bad Nash. It hurt so much knowing while I was laying around hurting, you were out, happy as can be.

From Nash: funny.

To Nash: what’s funny about that?

From Nash: no, not that, it’s just funny how things change.

To Nash: what do you mean?

From Nash: it’s funny how now, I’m the one hurting, and you’re happy as can be.

To Nash: what?

From Nash: It hurts knowing you’re falling asleep in someone else’s arms, and waking up next to them every morning now…