she bought me an ice cream cone

An Overrated Cliché

Summary: That Spider-Man kiss video was definitely cliché and cheesy, which is exactly the reason that Spidey and Y/N have to do it.

Word Count: 2235

Warnings: Heights and Swearing.

A/N: casually drops this after almost a year without writing like okay!! okay!! please enjoy this (it has good format!!) :0 and thank you to @buckys-fossil for actually tolerating me and proofreading this, i love you!!! also this is a gender neutral fic!!!! if you followed me when i was strictly an aesthetic blog well then, hello i write fics too

Originally posted by kimtaeyoen

Summer weather was the worst.

Summer holiday wasn’t that much better, what with having cabin fever and all. It had been a week since you had left the comfort of your apartment and three hours since you flopped onto the couch and lay there. All of your friends had been busy, Michelle doing her protesting, Liz with college preparation. It left you with nothing much to do other than lounge around your home.

The fan placed on the coffee table was set on revolve and hit your body with cool breezes. Laying on your side and absentmindedly watching season three of Phineas and Ferb, you felt jealous that those children were creative enough to make the most of your summer. It was a big contrast to you, as you hadn’t done anything the entire few weeks of summer there had been.

A thought suddenly came to mind and you decided to act on it. Shutting off the TV and fan, you put on actual clothes and took care of your hygiene before fixing your hair and pulling on your sneakers. Making sure to had some money and the house key, you texted your mom.

to: mom
hey i’m leaving the apartment for the first time in days are you proud of me

It didn’t take her long to reply.

from: mom
Fine with me, I was about to kick you out and make you do something.

You laughed at her text before tucking your phone away and leaving the apartment and locking the door.

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Three Angels and a Little Girl

Summary: Castiel, Gabriel, and Lucifer are all living in a small house, in an even smaller town. Cas goes out on his daily walk and a little stops him to tell him how pretty his wings are.
Pairings: Castiel x little girl!reader, Gabriel x little girl!reader, Lucifer x little girl!reader (None of these pairings are romantic)
Characters: Castiel, Gabriel, Lucifer, reader
Warnings: slight mention of child abandonment,
A/N: this is going to be a series! I’m really loving where the fic is going so far. Before I start writing the next one I’d like this fic to have 10 notes. Thanks! Enjoy!

Castiel was walked down the street he and his brothers, Gabriel, and Lucifer, were living at the moment. Lately he had taken to walking daily. He found it interesting to see all the people go about their day. He had walked for almost an hour when he reached his favorite watching place. A small forgotten bench on the edge of a park, that looked out at the street. After a while, a small tug on his trench coat pulled his attention downward to a small girl around the age of 6. She shyly smiled up at him through her Y/H/C locks, “I just wanted to tell you that you wings are really pretty mister.” She told him and he smiled down at her. He was confused as to why the little girl could see his wings though. His wings were usually invisible to the human eye. “Thank you. My name is Castiel, what is your name?” The little girl sat down next to him on the bench and looked him straight in the eyes, “My name is Y/N,” she held up a raggedy, threadbare stuffed elephant, “and this is my best friend Chuck!” She giggled and waved the elephant’s hand at Castiel.

“Where are your parents Y/N?” Her smile faltered and she met his eyes again, “I don’t know where my mama and daddy are, but I’m sure they’ll be back any day!” Castiel grew concerned for the small child, “How long has it been since you’ve seen your parents?” He asked. Y/N thought for a moment, “Its been, hmmm. I don’t know Cast..ell?” He smiled when she had a bit of trouble pronouncing his name, “You can call me Cas if you want. Do you have a place to live?” Y/N shook her head, “I don’t have a house. I’ve been sleeping under trees.” He tilted his head for a moment considering a few options. After a few moments of silence Y/N spoke up, “I get lonely sometimes, and cold but I just keep moving forward. Even when I’m scared.” That settled it. He was bringing Y/N home with him! Castiel didn’t care what Gabe and Lucifer said, Y/N was staying.

“Do you want to go on a walk with me Y/N?” He offered and Y/N jumped off the bench with a huge smile on her face, “Really?” She exclaimed “I would really, really, a bajillion times really like that! I like you mister Cas!” He smiled and stood up. He held her hand as they walked around the park. He listened to Y/N babble on about whatever she saw and laughed along with her when they saw duck waddle into a tree across the pond. They passed an ice cream cart and he bought them both cones. Cas ate his quickly and stifled his laughter when he saw that Y/N had ice cream all across her face and hands. He helped her clean up and they walked a bit more when Cas decided to ask her the question, “Y/N? It’s getting dark and I need to get back to my brothers before they make a big mess. Would you like to come and stay at my house for a little while?” He asked with a smile on his face. Her eyes lit up and she nodded animatedly at the angel.

The two walked hand in hand back to Castiel’s house that he had left over 8 hours ago. He was surprised at how much time had passed just talking to the small girl. The house that Cas and his brothers had lived in for the past couple of months was a simple blue house with light gray shutters and flower boxes in every window. Cas was the one who picked the house. He had liked it because of the bright exterior, but Lucifer only cared that his room was nice. So he was fine with all of the houses they had looked at as long as he got the master bedroom. Gabriel on the other hand loved how big and bright the kitchen was. He spent most of his time in their cooking up various sweets. When Cas and Y/N finally entered the house Gabe was the first to greet them. “Cas! You’ve been gone all day… who’s this?” He started out kind of loud but then his voice turned sweet as syrup when he saw the little girl holding Cas’s hand. Y/N giggled and pointed at Gabriel’s wings, “You have pretty wings too!” His eyes met Cas’s and Cas shrugged. Gabe smiled at Y/N “Thanks cutie! Anyway, I assume you’re the reason Cas came home so late. So I suppose I can forgive him. I’m Gabriel by the way, but you can call me Gabe.” His eyes twinkled as he spoke to her.

Heavy footsteps could be heard coming from the hallway to the right. “And that would be our grump of a brother Luci.” Y/N’s eyes widened as he came into view, “What’s with the kid?” He asked as she gasped at him, “wow…” she said as she stared at him. “This is Y/N, she’s staying with us for a while.” Cas stated in a matter of fact way. Lucifer squinted at Y/N as she continued to look at him in awe. “What wrong with her?” He asked. Cas was about to reprimand him when Y/N spoke up. “You have the prettiest wings!” She stated. Lucifer’s face softened and his whole mood picked up when she said that. He smiled at Y/N, “I like you Y/N.” he leaned down to her ear and whispered, “I think you’re my new favorite person, don’t tell my brothers!” She nodded and giggled.

She introduced Chuck to Luci and Gabe as Cas went upstairs to the room none of them had decided a use for yet. The last owners of the house had started turning it into a kids room but hadn’t quite finished. Since the brothers hadn’t used it, the room had collected a layer of dust. He snapped his fingers and the dust was gone. He would get a bit more to furnish the room and make it more homey for Y/N, but it would do for now. He walked back downstairs to join the rest of the group, “So Gabe. What’s for dinner?” He asked with a smile. As his brothers and Y/N started getting ready for dinner, Cas smiled to himself and thought, we may not be perfect, but we’re pretty darn close.

Leon Draisaitl - Responsibilities Part Five

Originally posted by puckducky

Word Count: 1428

Warnings: Cursing

Part One / Part Two / Part Three / Part Four / Part Five / Part Six


*Leon POV*

I couldn’t help but ache as I saw y/n walk away from me once again. We were just in the hallway, so close to each other and now she’s gone again. It was like I had just bought an ice cream cone, then when it was handed to me, it fell on the ground.

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CLF: A la Folie (F)

A/N: LOOK AT MY PRETTY BIRTHDAY FANART! It’s actually not my birthday for a week, but Lucy (@thecrownedrose) was too excited and couldn’t wait to give it to me. YAY!

Warnings: Sad letter, swearing, SMUT. DO NOT READ IF YOU ARE UNDER 18.

MASTERLIST

WORD COUNT: 2908

TRACK: Cold by Aqualung. (Especially during the smut)

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When The Light Gets Into Your Heart

My third contribution to the Writer’s Guild Events! It’s a Breakfast Club AU. Please enjoy this one you guys! 


“…and these children that you spit on,                                                                 as they try to change their worlds are.                                                            immune to your consultations. They’re.                                                              quite aware of what they’re going through…”                                                         - David Bowie


Dear Mrs. Ratliff…we accept
the fact that we had to sacrifice a
whole Saturday in detention for
whatever it was that we did wrong,
what we did was wrong. But we think
you’re crazy to make us write this
essay telling you who we think we
are, what do you care? You see us
as you want to see us…in the
simplest terms and the most
convenient definitions. You see us
as a brain, an athlete, a basket
case, a princess and a criminal.
Correct? That’s the way we saw each
other at seven o'clock this morning.
We were brainwashed…

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Mistranslation (Yugyeom)

Request: can you do one where you’re from the U.S.A.(and speak a little bit of korean but not a lot to start an actual convo)and the boys see you/they all think that you’re cute and try to talk to you and you find Yugyeom the most attractive/ all of the boys get Jealous /Mark or Jackson end up having to translate for you guys and they’re mad about it so they make up false things that you guys are saying but u know somehow that thats not what hes saying and he knows that thats not what ur saying
Length: 1,091 words
Genre: Fluff/Babble

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A Bet pt.4


Chapter: 1   2   3   4  5
Genre : Angst, Fluff
Warnings: none
Mains: You and Wonwoo
Cameos: Seventeen - VerKwan



That afternoon, Wonwoo left to the gym. He couldn’t stand the sight of Y/N in another man’s arms but there was nothing he could do.

After wrapping his knuckles with tape, Wonwoo punched the sand bag with all his might. He didn’t stop, he couldn’t. Y/N seems to get over him so easily while he was here becoming a shipwreck. With one last punch, he screamed, his deep voice echoing the empty gym.
Wonwoo fell to his knees and bit his lip.
He wanted, he needed her back. He missed her warmth and he was afraid of losing the remnants of heat between them. He was afraid of going back to the cold.

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anonymous asked:

Today my best friend/crush were at the mall and long story sort we ended up with this group of guys and I went and bought her some rainbow ice cream and she sat on my lap and eventually one guy asked "what flavor even is that" and I took the half eaten cone from my friend and licked it while she answered it was 'gay' flavored. One guy got kinda mad and we both had The stuff on our lips now and she turned out and kissed me lightly"gay tastes better on you"(we aren't actually together sadly)

Aww this is a cute story. Idk, if she’s that comfortable with you, maybe you could be more than friends one day ;)
I hope everything works out and I’m excited to hear about your future adventures together (as friends or otherwise :))

-Mod Audrey

anonymous asked:

extra game setting where Nash/Silver etc try to flirt with GOMs shy s/o, with the “we’re better than them” attitude and the boys reacting

Absolutely! I’m going to switch between Gold and Silver with every boy so hopefully that’s okay! Thanks for the request!


Kuroko: He turns his back for two seconds and none other than Nash Gold Jr. is speaking to his girlfriend. His brows furrow, and he walks up.

“Ah, come on. I’m way better than that ghost boy will ever be.” He said lowly, a smirk forming onto his lips. “Come on and date me after the game, baby.” His girlfriend laughed nervously, and shook her head. “I’m afraid I couldn’t go back on Tetsuya like that… I’m going to have to decline.”

The boy narrowed his eyes, and harshly demanded an explanation. Kuroko stepped up and stared up at him. “Excuse me, please don’t speak to ___-san like that.”

Kise: Kise went to find his girlfriend on the sidelines, and instead found her alongside Silver. He frowned, and furrowed his brows.

“Come on, cutie! I’m way better than that copycat! My moves are all natural!”

She looked to cringe a little bit, and shook her head. “Sorry, I’m dating Ryouta already…”

Kise stomped up and glared at him. “Don’t speak to ____-chii ever again. I’ll destroy you with your own moves, Silver.”

Aomine: He saw that Gold Jr. whatever his name was flirting with his girlfriend, and he stormed up and shoved him away from her. He’d clearly learned nothing from his scuffle with Haizaki, and was ready to punch his lights out.

“Daiki! Don’t! You’ll be benched!” His girlfriend called. He growled and glared at the other player.

“Don’t ever fucking come near her again.”

Akashi: He spotted Silver speaking to his girlfriend, and he was rather annoyed. She seemed annoyed as well, and decided to observe what she would do.

“Come on, babe, just one kiss.” He insisted. She frowned and cringed, shaking her head no. “How about no?”

He grabbed onto her arm and Akashi stepped in. He reached up to set his hand on his shoulder, and he was on his knees below Akashi in mere seconds. Akashi smiled elegantly, and stared down at him. “Please, refrain from saying such crude things to ____, and do not put your hands on her.”

Midorima: He was turning the corner and heard his girlfriend’s voice. He paused, both of their lucky items in his hands. She’d let him take hers for extra luck.

“Um, how about you back off, Nash? I’m with Shintarou and I’d appreciate it if you’d let go of trying to hook up.” Midorima gripped the items in his hands, anger building up in his chest.

“Ah, four-eyes right? Come on, you don’t really want to be with a stiff like that, do you?”

He turned the corner, hastily handing the lucky items to his girlfriend. Midorima was immensely infuriated, and he grabbed onto Nash’s shirt collar, glaring at him fiercely. “Never speak to ____ like that again. Besides, she’d prefer a stiff to an imbecile any day, nanodayo.” The action was so out of character for him, his girlfriend appreciated it immensely.

Murasakibara: He had bought ice cream for him and his girlfriend on his free time, and went searching for her. She was speaking with Silver, and his eyes narrowed. He walked closer, towering behind him silently. His girlfriend looked up at him happily.

“Ah, finally showing me a smile, baby?” Silver smirked, and Murasakibara’s gaze turned into something fierce. He smashed both ice cream cones on Silver’s head and shoved him to the side. He pulled his girlfriend to his chest and glared at the other player.

“Never speak to ____-chin so disrespectfully, I’ll crush you.”

This is the last photo I took after the woman in the red shirt gave me her gifts. I had said my goodbye, and walked across the street with this woman, who was eager to show me a dog who lives most of his days outside, behind a fence between two buildings at 6th and Gladys. I’m always interested in dogs, and she knew I had a special interest in this one, as I’ve tried unsuccessfully in the past to get a good picture of him. She had been the first person I photographed on this day, as we bought ice cream cones at the ice cream truck parked at the corner near Gladys Park. She had waited patiently for me, standing by with her arms folded across her chest, watching me as I took pictures of the other ladies featured back further in my blog posts about gifts. It was finally time for me to take her picture as we tried to find the dog, who was not on this day in his usual place, barking at passerby behind the fence, or scratching the base of his tail which was stained purple with old school flea medication.
I couldn’t understand her speech when I asked her name, although I tried a few times. She was struggling with a speech impediment, so some words were clear, others less distinct. I see her sometimes when I’m in the area of Gladys Park, on her own each time.

A little UIFYA Drabble based on this picture.

It was a sunny Saturday afternoon, a rarity in London. Lucy woke me up early, insisting on heading to the park. I contemplated calling Em before I took her. I told myself it was to make sure she’d be ok with me taking Lucy to the park but I knew deep down it was because I wanted to hear her voice and maybe ask her if she’d like to join us (though I knew I never would). I quickly shrugged off the thought. I had taken Lucy to the park loads of times before, Em would just think I was weirder than she already did if I called to ask for her permission.

So I got up, showered and got dressed. I put Lucy in a pair of tiny jean shorts and a One Direction t-shirt, smiling at myself for being so cheeky. I pulled her hair into two pigtails, her blonde hair cork screwing down. She looked adorable, as per usual. I fastened her sandals onto her feet, gathered her into my arms and headed out to my truck.

I listened with delight as she softly sang to herself in her car seat behind me as I drove us to the nearest park. She hopped into my arms once I freed her from the seat, pointing and gesturing at all the things she wanted to play on as I walked her towards the brightly colored jungle gym.

I glanced around and all the activity as we walked by. There were two soccer fields where two intense youth soccer games were going on, parents hooting and hollering on the sidelines. I stopped to let a couple run past us with their dogs before making my way onto the gravel. I set Lucy down, shouting after her to be careful as she ran off towards the jungle gym.

I loved watching her when she was so happy and excited. It pained me to think that her father would never know the happiness this little girl could provide just by witnessing her fantastically bright smile. Dude was a tool, that was for sure. And not just because he’d removed himself from Lucy’s life but from Emily’s as well. I couldn’t think of another woman who would be a better choice than Emily was. She was beautiful, driven, smart, independent and a fantastic mother. Whoever the idiot was he must have had IMPOSSIBLY high standards because as far as I was concerned, sharing a child with Emily would be a dream I would never know.

“Hawwy!” I heard Lucy’s tiny voice call out to me, pulling me from my thoughts.

I jogged towards her, standing on one of the platforms in front of the monkey bars,

“What’s up, Diz?”

She pointed one chubby finger out to a truck a few feet away that had ICE CREAM written across it in huge old timey font,

“Can I have one?”

I usually didn’t like giving her sweets, but when she looked at me with that face there was very little I could deny her. I nodded,

“Stay right here, ok?”

She nodded, turning to grip the monkey bars. I jogged over to the truck, fishing around in my shorts for money. I glanced back to make sure Lucy wasn’t in any trouble, smiling when I saw her gingerly step off the platform and hang off the monkey bars,

“Sir?” I heard a man’s voice behind me.
I turned back to the truck,

“Right. Two cones please? Mint chip and vanilla on one. Just vanilla on the other.” Sure, yogurt was my usual go to but a little ice cream never hurt anyone. He quickly scooped the ice cream onto the cones before handing them to me. I handed him my money, thanked him and turned back towards the jungle gym.

“Oh my God…” I heard as I walked past a young girl and her friend, “I love you.” She blurted out when I turned my head in her direction.

I smiled,

“Ello there.”

She instantly blushed,

“I can’t believe you’re here. My friend said no but…oh my God.”

I giggled softly, fan reactions when they saw me in normal situations always made me smile,

“Would you like a picture?” I asked, gesturing to the phone in her hand.

She nodded, seemingly just then realizing she had a phone,

“Yeah. Yes. Please?”

I stood next to her and her friend, leaning in with the two cones in my hand. She quickly snapped the picture, thanked me profusely as did her friend and then ran off squealing. I shook my head, a wide smile gracing my face as I made my way back to Lucy. She was now in the middle of the monkey bars, looking as though she was struggling with the idea of going all the way to the other side or letting go. I lifted the cone to dot against her nose as my arm wound around her bum,

“Hey…get down and eat your cone, monkey.”

She let go, slumping against my body as she reached out for her cone while simultaneously trying to stick her tongue out long enough to get the ice cream on her nose. I leaned forward and kissed the tip of her nose, taking the ice cream I’d left on it with me as I pulled away.

She scrunched her nose as she giggled,

“Hawwy…”

I handed her the cone I’d bought for her,

“Let’s go eat these.” I said as I turned to look for an empty picnic table.

She tugged at my hair while she tried to lick the huge scoops of ice cream. I felt my cheeks raised into a smile as I watched her. My God what I wouldn’t give if she was mine.

Today, I fucked up... by getting pulled over on my driver’s test

When I was a mere lass of 15, I decided it was time to take my road test. I’d only been driving for six months, but in my hormone-addled brain it seemed like a good idea to get my road test out of the way six months before I would even be able to get my license. “Genius! I won’t have it weighing on my mind over the summer!” So I (my mom) scheduled a road test. We show up on Friday evening and the driving instructor informs me that I am the last obstacle in her way before retirement. Sitting in cars with idiot teenage drivers has clearly taken its toll on her. Her eyes are a lifeless gray, but not as gray as the sparse hairs on her head which look like they, too, want to retire. So I pass the parking portion of my test no problem and sail onto the open road with the herky-jerky acceleration only an ancient Ford Taurus can achieve. Unfortunately, an ambulance ended up turning in front of me and upon coming to a left turn at a stoplight goes through. And I follow it. That is illegal if you’re not an ambulance as the police officer behind me noticed. He pulls me over and I cringe back into my seat as he comes to my car window. I got a good talking to and drove back to the test site in silence where the driving instructor proceeds to inform me that never in all her years had that happen end and they had no protocol for such an occurrence, but it was probably an automatic failure. She then began to rail at me and tell me I was unfit for the roads. This reached a peak when she told me “If I was your mother, I would crawl into a hole and die of shame.” My mother did not, in fact, do so but instead bought me an ice cream cone. 

TL:DR; Have the unfortunate luck to get stuck between an ambulance and police car on my road test and get pulled over. Driving instructor informs me that if she were my mother unit she’s crawl into a hole and die. Actual mother does not do so.

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To the Moon and Back (A Joshifer One Shot)

A/N: Before we dive in, I wanted to say a few things.

I’ve had three or four drabbles sitting on my computer for a while, and this one just kind of demanded that I write it. I needed a break from the endless fluff-angst-smut circle I’ve been running in, and this definitely helped to get me out of my rut to some degree. I didn’t edit it much, it’s pretty raw and a little choppy, but I decided to leave it like that since it fit the topic of the story.

This one shot does deal with some very real topics. It’s not particularly graphic but like I said, it is raw. I don’t want to spoil things just yet, but it becomes obvious what it’s about within the first few paragraphs, so I’ll leave it up to you to decide whether or not you continue on.

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My wife is running in the distance.

Her long blonde hair trails behind her as she chases after our two year old daughter Kendra. She picks the girl up and nestles her into her shoulder, then looks over to see me filming the two of them. She smiles and waves, then says something to Kendra and points in my direction, prompting the girl to do the same. Jennifer comes over and says something to me, although I’m never sure what she’s trying to tell me. Probably something simple like “We should go soon,” or “Did you see her just now?” Sometimes it sounds like “I love you”. I don’t know though. I’m too focused on her face, her smile, her hair. Then the video ends and I’m faced with the choice of rewinding it or leaving the past in the past again.

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Begin Again - Chapter 8

Selena’s POV:

“Come on Kells,” I said holding out my hand for her to grab.

Kaylie hopped out of the BMW and grabbed my hand. We made our way to Justin’s front door, the nerves building up inside of me already.

I knocked twice bringing my right hand back down to my side. Kaylie was literally jumping in excitement next to me.

“Kaylie calm down.” I chuckled to the jumpy four-year-old.

“I’m just happy to see Justin again!” Kaylie exclaimed.

Soon Justin’s front door opened, revealing Justin in sweats and a regular red v-neck shirt.

“Hey.” I smiled and Justin smiled in return.

“You ready for your re-match Bieber?” Kaylie said running up to Justin. Justin caught her in time to pick her up and place her on his hip.

“Oh, you’re on Miss Kaylie.” Justin smirked. “You coming in Sel?” He turned to me and asked.

I smiled and nodded my head, walking inside his house—or shall I say mansion—and shut the front door behind me.

Justin switched Kaylie from his hip, and threw her over his shoulder causing her to let out a giggle.

“Ahh!” Kaylie screamed. I chuckled and continued following Justin down the hall and to his basement.

When we arrived in the basement my jaw literally dropped in awe. This is a freaking game room! I looked around the big, spacious room, eyeing the big television screen, the leather couch, and the other games he had in here. He even has a pool table and a ping pong table in here!

“Like it?” Justin asked.

“Like it? Are you freaking kidding me I love this room! If I lived here I would be living in this room!” I chuckled still looking around the room.

Meanwhile, Justin and Kaylie took a seat on the leather couch in front of the giant flat screen TV. Justin took out two controllers and gave one to Kaylie.

“Sel, are you gonna come sit and watch our game or?” Justin asked chuckling.

I blushed and sat down on the black leather matching love seat that was placed next to the leather couch.

“You’re gonna get you butt whooped!” Kaylie exclaimed.

“Let’s see about that cheater.” Justin said sticking his tongue out.

I swear Justin still acts like a kid himself.

Kaylie and Justin started the game while I began getting lost in my own thoughts.

It’s so cute how Justin and Kaylie can get along so easily. Maybe I should tell Justin Kaylie is his? I’ve been thinking about this a lot—especially ever since he had texted me saying he needed to talk to me about Kaylie.

I wonder what he needed to talk about.

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“I won, I won! In your face! In your face Bieber!” Kaylie yelled happily jumping up from the couch.

I just witnessed a four-almost five-year old beating a 23 year old man at Mario-Kart for the tenth time in a row.

Yes, Justin and Kaylie have been playing this game for nearly two hours and yet Kaylie has beaten him every time.

That’s my girl.

“ARE YOU KIDDING ME?” Justin yelled getting up from the couch.

“Awe, Justin don’t be a sore-loser.” I teased. I went over to him and started pinching his cheeks causing him to swat my hand away.

“Don’t do that Sel.” He said rubbing his cheeks.

“Where’s my ice cream?” Kaylie said interrupting us.

“How about we go to the park and I’ll get your ice cream there?” Justin smiled down to her.

Kaylie nodded her head repeatedly. “Yes, yes, yes! Please mommy can we go?”

“Of course.” I smiled.

“Can I ride with Justin?” Kaylie asked looking up to me with wide eyes.

I looked up to Justin and he nodded his head smiling saying it was ok. “Sure.” I smiled. “But I need to get your car seat out of the car first.” I said.

“Mommy, I’m a big girl.” She said.

“Fine.” I sighed. “But you have to sit in the back seat.”

“But mommy, last time, Justin let me sit up front with him!”

“You what?” I said—more like yelled.

“Kaylie that was suppose to be our little secret.” Justin said placing his finger over his lips.

“Oops. I forgot Justin.” Kaylie said a little sadly. “Please don’t be mad.”

“Kaylie it’s ok.” Justin said walking over to her.

He picked her up and she wrapped her arms around him placing her head in the crook of his neck.

“How about we go get that ice cream now?” Justin whispered to her, and Kaylie nodded her head never lifting it up.

“I’ll just follow in behind you.” I said, while following Justin out of his house.

I walked over to the BMW and saw Justin locking up his house—well mansion before he placed Kaylie in the front seat. He looked over to me and I just nodded my head saying it was ok.

Justin soon got into his own truck before pulling off, and I followed him to the park.

On the drive there, I kept thinking of ways to tell Justin—about Kaylie.

Hey Justin funny story—Kaylie is actually yours.

Justin I know this may seem sudden, but Kaylie is actually your daughter.

Wanna hear a funny story? Well remember when it was your 18th birthday and I caved into the bet? Yeah we didn’t end up using protection and Kaylie is kind of yours.

Jay, do you remember how babies are made?

What the hell? There is something completely wrong with me; of course Justin knows how babies are made!

I heard a knock on my window—seeing it was Justin smiling down at me.

“You okay Sel?” He asked.

I looked around, and didn’t even realize we had already pulled up into the park.

“Oops sorry.” I chuckled getting out of the car.

“It’s okay Sel.” Justin laughed. “I’m gonna go take Kaylie to go get her ice cream.” Justin added, “Wanna come?”

“Nah, I’ll just wait here.” I said leaning against the car.

Justin nodded his head, and grabbed Kaylie’s hand as they began making their way to the ice cream stand.

I watched them as they walked and saw them talking to each other—but they took an unexpected turn to a nearby bench.

Okay?

Justin’s POV:

I am so happy Selena didn’t want to come! That’ll give me more time to ask Kaylie more questions about her father, just so I could be one-step closer.

Even though last time I tried asking her, it just resulted into her crying and falling asleep.

“So Kaylie,” I began.

Kaylie looked up at me but then back straight ahead of her to watch where she was walking—even though I was still holding her hand.

“You’re gonna ask me about my daddy again, aren’t you?” She asked.

Wow this kid is smart. She has to be mine.

“Well—um,” I began nervously.

“Because I remember more stuff about him.” She said, cutting me off—and off guard.

“Really?” I asked. We reached the ice cream stand. “How about you tell me after we get your ice cream?”

“Or I can just tell you now. I rather tell you now anyway before I forget. Even though I’m really smart, I’m still four and a half and forget things easily.”

“Oh, ok.” I said. “So what do you remember?” I asked her. We both walked to a nearby bench.

We sat down and Kaylie sighed.

“Well I remember when we were on the plane coming here I asked my mommy about my daddy.” Kaylie began.

“And what did she say?” I edged on.

“You’re impatient.” She glared at me.

I put my hands up in surrender and let her continue.

“Anyways—I asked my mommy what my daddy was like,” Kaylie began and I listened carefully, “She said that he was shy and a nerd at first.” Kaylie said scrunching her face up—the same thing Selena does when she’s thinking (which is cute by the way); then I gulped—first a nerd?

“Then mommy told me he was really sweet though. They went to the same school, but didn’t talk until senior year—I think that’s what mommy said.”

I was staring at Kaylie now fascinated in what she was going with this.

At first he was shy and a nerd.

Me.

They went to the same school but didn’t talk until senior year.

Us.  

“Did—did she say how you and your daddy met?” I asked clearing my throat.

Kaylie glared at me again. “Would you–,”

“My bad.” I said.

“And yes she did. She said they were partnered for a—um something, I can’t remember.” Kaylie said furrowing her eyebrows.

“Was it a math packet?” I asked cautiously not sure how Kaylie will react to me interrupting her again.

“YES THAT WAS IT!” Kaylie exclaimed looking at me. “Mommy said after that they became friends, then started dating and he treated her like a princess.” Kaylie continued. “She even said Gracie liked him.”

“Is—that all?” I asked.

“Well I asked my mommy if my daddy would love me—and she said he would.” Kaylie sighed.

She’s right—I do.

“Wait Justin–?” Kaylie began, snapping me out of my thoughts.

“What is it Kells?” I asked.

“Ooh, Mace uses that nickname for me too!” Kaylie said which made my gut turn. “But anyway—Justin how did you know it was a math packet my mommy and daddy worked on?”

“C’mon Kells, let’s go get your ice cream now.” I smiled, avoiding her question. I stood up and held out my hand and she smiled and grabbed it and we walked back over to the ice cream stand.

I wasn’t in the mood for ice cream anymore so I just bought Kaylie a plain chocolate ice cream cone with sprinkles.

I’m Kaylie’s father. I know I am. All the pieces of the puzzle were finally adding up. Her dad was a nerd at first when he first met her mother.

I was a big time nerd until I met Selena; that’s when I became comfortable around people. Selena and I worked on a math packet and became really close friends then started dating. On my 18th birthday, that night Selena caved to the bet, we were so caught up in the moment, we forgot to use protection—then that morning afterwards, once we ‘did it’ on top of the kitchen counter top we didn’t use it again.

Maybe that’s what Selena wanted to tell me, before I left to St. Louis—but she couldn’t find the words to tell me.

But why?

Why keep something big like this?

+

Selena and I were now sitting next to each other on a nearby bench, while Kaylie was playing on the playground with the other kids.

It’s been almost an hour since Kaylie told me about her father—which so happens to be me. I know it. Now all I have to do is confirmation from Selena.

And I thought asking Kaylie was hard.

“So are you ever gonna tell me what you really needed to talk about dealing with Kaylie?” Selena said cutting my thinking shorter.

“Oh yeah–,” I said clearing my throat. “Do you know who Kaylie’s father is?”

“Of course I do. I mean it wasn’t a random hook-up how I got pregnant with her.” Selena said messing with her fingers.

She does that when she’s nervous.

“So who’s the father?” I edged on.

“Well, Justin—“

“Is it me?” I asked getting straight to the point cutting her off.

Selena looked at me wide—basically the same face Ryan gave me when I asked him the same thing.

“Justin—“

“Selena please.”

“Justin, I really don’t—“

“Kaylie told me how you told her about her dad. How he used to be a nerd before you came along. How they were partnered up for a math packet and became bestfriends then started dating.” I said. “I know it’s me.”

Selena just shook her head. What the fuck she mean by shaking her head?

“Tell me the truth Selena. I think I deserve to know if I have a damn daughter or not.” I said my anger getting the best of me. Why wouldn’t she just come clean already?

Selena just sat there in silence looking at me.

“Well?” I asked getting frustrated.

Selena let out a sigh and began nodding her head. “Yeah.”

“Yeah what?”

“Kaylie’s yours.” She said turning to me. It looked like she was about to cry.

But I should be the one crying—mad—frustrated.

She kept my daughter a secret from me for four-years! FOUR YEARS!

“Please say something.” Selena said softly.

“What the fuck am I suppose to say?” I spat. I know I should be calm—but who can be calm in a situation like this. I’m pretty sure if you found out you had a kid you never knew about—you’d be pretty mad also.

“Justin, see this is why I didn’t want to tell you. I knew you’d get mad.” Selena said barely above a whisper, but loud enough for me to hear.

“And what am I suppose to be? Happy?” I said sarcastically. “I mean I’m happy I have a daughter—but I’m pretty pissed off that you keep a secret like this from me—especially when it has something to do with me!”

“I’m—I’m sorry.” Selena said. I could hear it in her voice that she was trying to hold back tears.

“Well sorry doesn’t cut it Selena.” I said running my hand through my hair. “You kept this a secret from me for four years Selena. Who else knew about Kaylie being mine? Did my mom know? Jazzy? Ryan, my own bestfriend?” I asked not letting Selena answer, but she just nodded her head.

“Is that all you’re gonna do is nod your head?”

“What am I suppose to do Justin? You’re being really bi-polar right now!” Selena said raising her voice a little.

“Well excuse me for freaking out that I just found out I had a daughter.” I said in a smart-ass tone. 

Selena just scoffed and began picking at her nails.

“Well you don’t have to be a jack-ass about it.” Selena said.

“Excuse me? How am I being a jack-ass?” I said in disbelief. “You know what, don’t answer that.” I said and I just got up from the bench.

“Where are you going?” Selena asked.

She got up and followed me to my truck.

“What the fuck does it look like I’m going? I’m leaving.” I said rolling my eyes.

I unlocked my truck in got in, but couldn’t shut the door because Selena was just standing there.

“Can you move?”

“We need to talk about this.”

“Not now we don’t.”

“Why are you freaking out all of sudden? You didn’t seem to mind being around Kaylie when you were babysitting her!”

“THAT WAS DIFFERENT SELENA!” I said.

“HOW WAS IT FUCKING DIFFERENT JUSTIN? TELL ME! ELIGHTEN ME!” Selena yelled—but luckily no one heard her.

“IT JUST IS OK!” I yelled in return. I stepped closer to her, so we wouldn’t have to yell anymore and I looked directly in her eyes. I sighed and rubbed my hand over my mouth thinking. “Selena, I don’t want you or Kaylie around me right now.” I said, and I saw Selena furrow her eyebrows, and swear I literally saw her mouth and heart drop.

Selena’s POV:

“Selena, I don’t want you or Kaylie around me right now.” Justin said.

I couldn’t believe it. Why—why was he acting like this? I felt my heart drop; it took everything in me not to cry.

“Justin—why—why are you doing this?” I asked. I felt a tear slide down my cheek and I didn’t even bother to wipe it.

“Selena, I need to think, and it’s for the best.” And that was the last thing Justin said, before turning around and getting back into his truck.

“No, no, Justin please!” I begged. I knew he could hear me even though his car door was shut and his window was up. I banged on his window but he didn’t budge.

He put the truck in reverse.

“I DID THIS FOR YOU!” I yelled. But of course—he didn’t hear me, because he was already out of the parks parking lot.

I squatted in the parking lot holding my face in my hands not caring who saw me. I cried.

I can’t believe this happed.

Why did I come back? I should have stayed in New York with Mason and Layne.

“Mommy, what’s wrong? Where’s Justin?” Kaylie asked panicky while hugging me.

I sat up and wiped my face the best I could.

“Nothings wrong sweetie.” I said.

“But mommy you’re crying.”

“I’m fine Kaylie, I promise.” I said. “C’mon let’s go home.”

“But—where’s Justin?”

+

“Sweetie, everything’s gonna be alright.” My mom said to me rubbing my back.

I was lying in my bed with my covers up to my chin. I came home and immediately locked my self in my room not bothered to change clothes—or even eat.

My mom eventually knew something was wrong, and she had came up here and gotten in to bed with me wrapping her arm around me trying to calm me down.

After ten minutes of not saying anything, I finally turned to face her and cried into her chest, telling her everything that happened at the park. I didn’t hold anything back. And all she did is listen—and that’s exactly what I needed.

“Mom he hates me.” I sobbed.

“Hush child—Justin could never hate you. Even if he tried.” My mom said comforting me.

“But I kept Kaylie a secret from him and he told me not to bring myself or Kaylie around him.” I managed to choke out in between sobs.

“Justin needs to think right now sweetie. He’s confused—angry. He’s feeling all types of emotions, and just doesn’t know how to deal with them right now. Just give him space, he’ll come around.”

“But—what about Kaylie? She’ll start wondering where’s Justin, and she’s gonna want to hang out with him again. She’s become so attached to him mom. Just like she did with Mason. She seems him as her father—even though he is and she doesn’t know it yet.” I cried even more.

I probably just ruined my daughter’s life for good.

Some mom I am, huh?

-

I am so sorry for another short chapter! I promise I’ll try and make the rest of the chapters longer, and not make the conversations so chunky.

Anyway, as you can tell Selena is really upset about this! I mean, she didn’t even eat! 

Do you guys think Justin had a right to act the way he did? I mean at first he seemed all a happy-go-luck guy, then he just completely turned. 

Cookie Crumbs (AU- PART 5)

TAYLOR POV

“Everyone downstairs! Come on! Car leaves in 5 minutes without or without you!” I called up the stairs, immediately hearing feet running around.

Today we were going to a local waterpark as a family to celebrate Myles’s 10th birthday. All the kids had been excited, although the younger ones didn’t quite understand what it was. This Saturday we were having a ninja sleepover party for him and his closest friends, then his birthday was on Sunday.

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