Hey guys this chapter is very sexual/sad so this is a warning. But I did
enjoy writing this chapter, there is going to big a big story line in the next
chapter so be sure to keep an eye out. But without further of due here is
chapter 4, I hope you guys enjoy this one-K xxx
**WARNING EXPLICIT AND DETAILED CONTENT, READ AT YOUR OWN RISK** +18
Word Count: 4,832
Sitting in the coffee shop looking at my phone, trying to
think of who to call. I only really have Y/N here with me in LA that I could
really stay with and talk to, I miss London. The only person that comes to mind
is Kendall but its only going to make things worse if I call her. She is the
only person who I can think of right now. “Hey Harry, how was your vacation?”
Kendall’s voice, so chirpy on the other line. This is the awakening I needed, I
knew I was making the wrong decision. “Eh, sorry Kendall, didn’t mean to dial
your number” “Oh, no worries, Ill talk to you later on” “Okay take care” I immediately
hung up the phone. I paid the cashier and walked back to our apartment, well I ran,
to make sure that Y/N was still there, hopefully waiting for me to come back
like she always does.
I swiftly opened the front door and I walked into the living
room to see my beautiful fiancé sleeping on the sofa with her legs tucked in
front of her stomach. She looked so peaceful, but most likely not the way she
fell sleep. I walked closely to her and knelt down to see her face, her makeup
smeared down her face. To think I had done that to her was the worst feeling in
the world. I knew that I had to fix this. I slowly pulled her body towards mine
and I lifted her to our bed and tucked her in. I gave her a light kiss to her
forehead and tip toed out the door. “I didn’t think you would have came back” I
wimper of a voice whispered and I turned around to see her pale complexion
looking directly at me. “Baby of course I came back, I love you, so much. I
just needed a little breather that’s all” I sat down beside her and took her
hands into mine. “You know nothing will ever break us, not Kendall, no the
media, no one. Okay?” “Okay Harry, I love you. And I’m sorry, for everything”
Her lip started to quiver as she looked down at our hands intertwined. “Y/N don’t
ever think this is just your fault. I’m the main one to blame here” “No Harry
your not. Your a nice guy that likes to keep everyone on good terms and I get
that. I was never worried about us or you ever cheating on me because I know
that you would never do that. Its just what she would be capiable of doing was
something that I was more worried about.” “What do you mean?” She raised her
body so she was sitting up properly facing me. “I don’t know the girl, but she
comes across nice and polite because that’s just what the media is painting her
out to be. And the media paints me out to be some nobody who stole harry from a
celebrity, which don’t worry I’m not saying that I’m offended by that which I’m
not. Its just that’s what I think she thinks of me too” I sat and thought long
and hard about what she was saying, and you know what? It actually makes sense.
I mean, yeah loads of celebrities always marry or date different celebrities,
but that doesn’t mean that its always like that. “I get what your saying, it
does make sense. But right now, I don’t care, and you shouldn’t let that affect
our relationship because at the end of the day if Kendall was a decent friend, she
wouldn’t even be having them thoughts. If that’s her plan well then she’s
turned out to be a cunt, just saying” We both started laughing and I looked at
her face studying mine. “Yeah your right” “I know I’m right, okay?” “Okay” “I love
you and I don’t want you listening to anyone else and get on with our lives,
right?” “Right” She giggled as she sat up and kissed me hard. “Right then, lets
go and tell everyone the good news” Her face dropped as if I had pulled the P
word out on her. I looked at her ring and pointed towards it. She immediately started
laughing “Yes oh my god, I completely forgot” “Well lets make it something that
you never want to forget” I lifted her off of the bed and swung her legs around
my torso and pushed her lips onto mine. My hands went swiftly to her perked bum
and gave her cheeks a good squeeze. “First stop, mums?” “But, that’s in England”
“Well youll need to start packing”
I couldn’t believe that me and Harry were on our way to
visit his family and tell them the good news. I just hope that the press haven’t
leaked anything out to the public, but so far so good. Once me and harry got
off the aeroplane we walked straight to his car and drove off to Cheshire. I
love it when we go places so spontaciously and that paps don’t know a thing, it
just makes you feel like your you, and your free, like a nobody. But in a good
way. I rolled down the window as he drove down the motorway to the town and just
took in the lovely fresh air and looked around the natural scenery around us. So
peaceful, I wish we could come down to his home more because its just so
refreshing. “Im so happy we are finally telling people about us, I cant wait” Harry
stated as he took my hand from my thigh and intertwined our fingers to softly
yet passionately. “Im so glad we are back home, feels like ages from we have
been here” “I know I’m sure your excited to see everyone again, especially the
fam bam” I giggled as he looked at me in complete awe in what I was saying. I
loved the way he looked at me when I was talking. It felt like he was just lost
in my words. I loved the way his mouth sometimes moved to the words that I was
saying, the way his eyes diverts to mine then back to my moving lips. “Your my
family now too, so no matter where I go, you are my family” “Harry” I gave his cheek
a quick peck, I didn’t want him to loose concentration of the road ahead.
We finally got to the village/town, and it was so homey, the
tiny markets outside, the small shops around the squared off town, it was just
something about it that made me see that this is was peace is like. “Here we
are” “Thank god my bum is going numb” Harry giggled when I said that while
rubbing my bum under the seat. “Ill help and make the numbness go away babe”
His hand clung straight to my waist to move me up and he put his hands right
under my bum. “Babe I think its okay” His chuckle filled the whole car, my
favourite sound. We got out of the car and went straight to the boot to grab
our bags, of course mine being heavier than his. And being the gentleman that
he is he took most of the bags and let me go in first to help him open the
doors, but I always knock, its very rude if you don’t, mother in law to be or
not. “Harry! Y/N! I’m so happy you guys are here, oh my word” Anne came rushing
out through the door before I even had reached it. “Y/N let me take them off
your hands love, please come inside” “Thank you Anne” As I walked into the
porch of their beautiful home I was welcomed by Harry’s dad, step dad, Gemma and
a whole lot of his family and old friends. “Wow mum this is amazing, did you
tell the whole town to come town and surprise us?” “Harry this is a rare
moment, we almost never see you down here so we had to make the most of it” Robin
said as he came from the kitchen and grabbed the suitcases from Harry then went
for a hug. “Missed you guys so much” He went to Anne and gave her the longest hug
ever. Looking across at Harry I seen a few tears streaming down his face, but
of course Harry tried to hide it from everyone, but nothing passes me. “Thank
you all so much for coming” He mumbled as he tried to save his voice from admitting
he got abit emotional. Of course I would want him to be emotional. He hasn’t seen
his family from my birthday which was a good 7 months ago. I walked over to
Harry when everyone started walking into the kitchen to serve out food and what
not. “Hey, you okay?” “Yeah baby I’m good” We shared a quick kiss and made out
way into the kitchen to join the rest of the party. “Harry” Gemma screamed,
running towards us as fast as she could get past people. The amount of people is
incredible, its so hard to know where to go. “Oh my god Gem” Harry whisked her
up off of the floor doing a little twirl. “Harry I cant believe your here, this
is insane” Her eyes diverted to mine and again her eyes widened and she made a
little scream out of her little frame and tried to tackle harry to get at me. “Y/N
oh my god I didn’t know you were coming this is unreal, ahh I missed you girl”
She gripped my waist and lifted me off of the floor giving me the tightest hug
ever. Im not a very forthcoming person when it comes to hugs and stuff, but
with Gemma ill have to get used to it. “Hey Gemma its so nice to see you too” “We
have so much to catch up on girl” “I know its been ages, so happy that I’m here”
“Good, were so happy that you came” “Me too chick me too” “Listen up everyone”
I hear Robin shout to the crowd. “Im so happy ad grateful that you guys have
came out here today to celebrate our main man and his woman back home” The applauds
filled the room as we looked around, everyone looking at us, I hate this kind
of attention so I rolled my headi into Harrys shoulders, and his hand moved
directly to my waist and kissed my head. “But Harry I have a surprise for you,
cmon out lads” Thats when Niall and Liam came strutting out of the living room
and into the kitchen with their sassy walks they put on making all of us laugh
and cheer. “Lads” His hands left them to go over to them and give them a hug.
Its so nice to see them all still friends and getting along, I think that’s what
all of us wanted.
I’m so happy that everyone came out here to welcome us home,
even the lads, I’m still beyond shocked. I was sitting with Liam and Niall
catching up. Talking about the movie, their new music, personal lives,
everything that we needed to talk about. I miss these lads so much, but there
is only so much time of your life you can be with them. I do really miss it
though. I caught a quick glimpse of Y/N talking to mum, dad and Gem, I love the
way that they connect, I just knew that she was the one for me, but seeing them
get along with no drama is what made it the final decision breaker. It wouldn’t
have mattered either way but its brownie points really. “Y/N” I shouted over to
grab her attention from the deep conversation they were having. “C ’mere love” “Okay
ill be right over” “Lads gimmie one second I just need to talk to Y/N is that
okay?” “Of course it is man take your time with the missis” Niall replied. “Cheers
mate” I replied and met Y/N half way. “What’s up babe” Y/N smiled at me with
that cute smile, she’s irresistible. “I think its time to tell them about us” Her
eyes gave a doubtful look, then looked around us. “I mean, here, now? I mean I thought
we were just telling you parents?” “But what a perfect way to tell everyone.
This is all my friends ad family here, everyone is going to find out eventually,
and I would rather let them hear it from us than the media, then that would be a
whole blow up, and that’s the last thing I want. Please” I pouted at her, I grabbed
her hands and placed them on my waist. I pulled her in more towards me so I could
read her expressions better. “Okay if that’s what you want I don’t mind” “Look I
know that you don’t like big crowds, but I think the time is perfect right now”
“Okay” She looked down at her hands on me, trying to hide her nerves in her
face. “I love you” “Love you H” She pulled up her face to give me a kiss. Her
lips. I could taste them forever. “Guys can I have everyone’s attention, we
have a announcement. Everybody” All eyes diverted to us as we stood with our
hands interlinked. I looked down at Y/N which she was already facing me. “Me
and Y/N are engaged” Everyone’s awes and applauding came with no hesitation,
and the floods of all familiar faces came straight towards us to congratulate
us. This is going to be a long but unreal day.
A few hours had passed and everyone had left, bar a few
close friends that lived nearby so they took it upon themselves to stay longer,
which they are more than welcome to. Me, Y/N and Mum were sitting in the
kitchen beside the island continuing talking, but most importantly about the
wedding. “I still cant believe you guys are engaged. More to the fact I still
cant believe that I missed this huge rock on your finger, how could I miss that”
Her hand couldn’t let go of Y/N’s, looking at the ring. Y/N couldn’t swipe the smile
off of her face as Mum couldn’t take her eyes off it. “Harry has good taste don’t
you baby” “I do, anything for my princess” I walked over behind Y/N and put my
arms around her shoulders and gave her a kiss to the top of her head. “I think
this is enough wedding talk for one night, I think me and Y/N will hit the hay”
“Yeah I am getting a little tired” “No problem my lovelies, we can discuss more
about the wedding tomorrow, ahh, the wedding, this is so exciting” Mum started
to welt up as mothers do. “Mum c’mon don’t be a blubbering mess now, what are
you not going to be like at the wedding” I walked over to her and gave her a
hug. “I know I know, its a mum thing I think” A mini chuckle came from her as she
looked up at me, smiling. “I love you mum but were going to bed, night” “Goodnight
my lovelies, sleep tight” “Goodnight Anne”
We both walked upstairs into the bedroom and closed the door
shut. I sat down on the bed and took my shoes off giving a sign of relief. “Thank
god that evening is over, now I can just sleep” Y/N made her way over to me and
pushed me back onto the bed. She pushed herself up on me and pulled her hands
through my hair. Oh my god. “Is that all you wanna do..? Just sleep?” Her smirk
just lit up the whole room, that sexy smirk that only I see behind closed
doors. “Well what else did you have in mind?” I looked at her sexy curves, her
dress so tight that it fit and extenuated her body to perfection. “Mmm I’m not
sure, but defiantly not sleeping” Her face was not even inches away from mine,
torturing me to kiss her, but I wasn’t going to give in, not yet. She quickly
got up and made her way til a few feet in front of me. “Babe where are you
doing?” “Watching you squirm as I tease the fuck out of you” She slowly took
her hair out of her bun and shook it like in one of those hair adverts, so hot.
Her hands made her way down to her hips, around her waist and back up to under
her breasts. A massive gulp noise came from me as I witnessed her hands moving
to remove her dress. My dick is rock hard right now, and I know she can see it.
She slowly took her dress off, strap by strap. She pushed it down her waist
until it landed like a pool at the bottom of her feet. She pushed it to the
side, when I realised what she was wearing. The underwear that I got her before
we left for England. “Fuck” I whispered to myself, which was pointless because she
heard anyway. Her hands went straight down for her heat, and she didn’t hesitate
to move her hand right underneath her knickers and inside of her. Fuck. Her
hand started to move in circular motions as her eyes closed with pleasure. I
sat on the bed, wanting to touch my rock hard on but I wanted to tease myself, I
couldn’t give in, even though this was something that I imagined every single
time I was away for work and I was alone. All I could do is imagine her rubbing
herself while I fucked my hand to get me off, even though I wanted it to be
her. Her moans escaped her mouth when her fingers went deeper. “Let me touch
you, please let me touch you” “You have to be good Harry, you cant just get me
and not work for it” Her smirk still was the only prominent feature on her face
tonight. She was up to something and I liked where this was going. “I don’t care”
I quickly got up and lifted her off of the ground and wrapped her legs around
me. “Did you really think you were going to get away with teasing me like this?
Your going to pay for this” I walked us into the bathroom and pushed her down,
turned her around and bent her over the sink. I quickly took out my hard cock
and bashed it right into her slick hole. “Aw oh my god Harry” Her moans sky rocketed
so loud that the neighbours could hear her. I quickly moved my hand to her
mouth while I rammed harder into her tight little virgin like pussy. She doesn’t
stretch out which is insanely hot, its like she’s a fucking a virgin every time.
“Harry” “Fuck your always so tight for me, you wee whore” I felt like I could
feel every inch of her wrapped around me, she feels so warm. Fuck. I’m not
wearing a condom. “Baby I have to stop, I’m not using a condom” “Don’t care,
just keep going” Her pants and pleasure was all she had in her mind right now.
My wit went straight from my head and listened to her and continued pounding
into her. My other hand was helping balance her while I fucked her senseless,
and my god was this hot. The mirror started to steam up in front of us but I don’t
care. She was looking into it while I fucked her. If this is the main thing
that is getting her off, ill fucking buy a million mirrors for our house. “You
like watching me fuck you, you little slut, you fucking like seeing me ram into
you don’t you?” Her moans again got louder which made he smack her ass to get
her to shut up, but that never was going to happen. She liked being smacked really
hard along her ass. There isn’t a lot of things this girl doesn’t like, and its
fucking filthy and sexy. Her body started to shake and she grabbed the sink
until her fingers turned white from the pressure, I knew she was coming. As her
orgasm came, her walls started clenching around me tighter and tighter. One
more thrust, one more thrust and I need to pull out. I pulled out before I came
and I quickly started to pump onto her back, watching her in the mirror using
her fingers to rub her bean until she came again. I busted my nut all over her
back with the biggest moan I’ve ever let out of me. Even when we are in our on
house I don’t think we’ve ever been this loud. Maybe its the thought of getting
caught in my parents house is the thrill. “Satisfied?” She asked as I pulled
some toilet roll off and wiped my cum off of her back. “More than that baby” We
left the bathroom and I went straight into the bed, curled up and enjoyed the
nice cool duvet’s sheets. Even though its November, I still loved the cool bed
linen against my skin, especially after sex. Minutes later Y/N joined me in bed
with her little silky shorts and lace bra on and wrapped herself around me and
placed her head on my chest. “Gnight H, love you” “Love you more”
I woke up extremely early this morning, like I do every
morning. But of course a day that I wasn’t to sleep in, that never happens. The
sun was splitting through the curtains which probably didn’t help either. Me
and Harry were to worried about riding each other to care about the curtains.
Thinking about last night, and how hot it was, it was such a turn on. I had to
snap out of it, or else id get horny again. I got up every so quietly and got
myself into the shower. I couldn’t get last night out of my head as I continued
to wash my body and hair. I couldn’t contain it anymore, I have to do something.
I pushed my fingers down to my core and pushed them in as the other hand went straight
to my clit, rubbing it abit. And by god was I wet, not from the shower of
course. It felt amazing as always. But it wasn’t enough for me. When I tilted
my head up from the pleasure I realised the shower head. The shower head is
removable. I quickly removed the shower head and brought it straight down to my
heat. I moaned out loudly in pleasure, not caring if anyone heard. I took it deeper
to my clit, making sure it got everywhere around and in my pussy. My fingers
help pump ever so slowly then bashing in so hard to get that spot Harry loves.
Thinking about all these different scenarios in my head and repeating the
memories from last night was getting me to come quicker than what I thought. “Y/N
what are you doing” Harrys faced scared the living death out of me, and the
worst part is he caught me masturbating. He has never ever seen me do this
before. Oh god, this is so embarrassing. What do I say or do? I froze and dropped
the shower head out of my hand.
I started to waken up a little when I realise Y/N isn’t here
in bed with me, but then I turned around to go back to sleep again. She’s
probably went to get water or something, she will be back soon I’m sure. As I went
back to sleep I suddenly heard this massive moan coming from the bathroom. I
jolted up out of bed and continued to listen. Then I realised that the bathroom
light was blaring and the door was slightly open. I wonder what she is doing in
there. I put on some boxers and rubbed the sleep out of my eyes, then headed
towards the bathroom door. I peeped through because I didn’t want to invade her
privacy but I wanted to make sure she was okay. Then I see the outline of Y/N.
The shower head wasn’t showering her, it was pleasuring her. Ive never ever seen
her masturbate, and this just throw me off the edge, I have to help her out
before I cum in my boxers just watching her. I slowly went up to the shower
door because I didn’t want to scare her. I opened the shower door to her
fingering herself and the shower head stuck to her clit, her unaware of my
presence. “Y/N what are you doing?” Her face and body froze when I startled
her. I don’t think she ever waned to get caught, especially by me. She dropped
the shower head and left it dangling from the machine. “Nothing” “Doesn’t seem
like nothing to me” I threw a cheeky smile her way, then her face went red. “Babe
don’t be embarrassed, I do it all the time when I’m not with you, but you d it
so well, it never satisfies me. But its so hot to see you though” I quickly
took my boxers off and joined her in the shower. “Mind if I give you a hand?” “Um,
yeah, okay” She is still lost for words, she’s so innocent, but pure filthy at
the same time. I grabbed the shower head and put it straight to her clit causing
her to jump from pleasure. “Does that feel good baby” Her moans just gave me
the answer. She didn’t have to say anything else. I lowered myself down til my
face was parallel to her heat. I pushed the shower head away and went straight
to eat her out. She tasted so sweet, and her juices were creating a pool in my
mouth. “You didn’t get enough last night no? You dirty girl” Her hands went straight
for my hair, dragging each strand through her fingers. “I’m cumming H oh my god
I’m cumming. I grabbed her waist and pulled it further while her juices started
to flow down my face. While she is shaking I try to lap up and down her pussy
until she is finished from her high. “Wow” was the only thing that came out of
her mouth after I was finished with her. “Satisfied?” “Haha very funny” She mocked
with a hint of sarcasam in her tone. “Hey watch your words missy, or ill not eat you out for a week” “Thats okay I have
the shower head to keep me company” She giggled in the process of leaving the
shower and wrapping a towel around herself. I got out and grabbed another towel
and wrapped it around my waist. We both walked out to the bedroom and I sat
down taking out my phone, checking out some emails. “You didn’t even get washed
you just got dirtier” “Hey watch your words Styles, or ill not give you a
blowjob for a whole week” She scowlded, again in a sarcastic tone. “Okay you
win” mumbling under my breath I gave into her. “Works everytime” A satisfied
grim wiped along her face that I could just kiss right off if I could twenty
four seven. There was a sudden loud banging on our bedroom door which knocked
us out of our sexual tension. “Harry, Y/N please answee the door, hurry” Harry
looked at me in pure fear and ran to answer the door to reveal a crying Gemma,
shaking and in utter shock. “Gemma what is going on” “Harry, its dad” My heart
sank into the lowest part in my chest that I didn’t know was possible. Not
again. “He better not be…” “He’s gone” Gemma started squealing bloody murder.
His he gone?
I know the ending is a massive cliff hanger, and I’m sorry if the last
bit has distressed any readers/fans of this series. But I hope you guys like this
chapter. I will be posting again on Wednesday/Thursday latest. So make sure to keep
a eye out on my page. If you have any thoughts or comments please don’t hesitate
to contact me and ill get back to you asap. Thank you -K xx
~To start off, this is the only thing I’ve written so far that I would even consider writing a part 2 for, if requested enough. This is a sad one lol. It also has a lot of Jeff in it. Thank you again for all of your support. Requests are open!!❤️~
Everyone was staring at you. You were the talk of the school. No matter what group, everyone knew what had happened to you. What had happened to your whole family. Everyone knew that you hadn’t been to school in almost a month. If it weren’t for your needing to be there for attendance, you probably would have stayed gone longer. Well, your parents were a factor too. You were heart broken and sad and confused. Everything imaginable. Your brother was dead. Jeff Atkins was dead.
You remembered that night like it was yesterday. You’d been at the same party as him. In fact, you were completely blasted. Your boyfriend, Montgomery De La Cruz was taking care of you as you blubbered about random things. Jeff had said he’d like to drop you off to your guys’ house while he was out on the beer run that he’d been asked to do. You’d refused, even after Jeff and Monty both persisted that you do so. So Jeff took off into the night. Little did you know, your drunken refusal would be your last interaction with your brother. And a mere hour and a half later you’d get a very frantic call from your mother. You, still out of it, were not comprehending the seriousness of the situation, forcing Monty to take your phone and work out what your mother was talking about. His teammate, and one of his best friends, had been in a fatal car accident. Without a word to anyone, he’d leapt up, throwing you over his shoulder, knowing he didn’t have time for your antics, and ran out to his car.
Five minutes later, you understood. No amount of drugs and alcohol could have ever kept you from noticing the body bag, and your mother hiding her face in your Father’s chest in sheer horror. Nothing was going to take away the fact that your brother was in the body bag, that he was dead.
You remembered screaming at the top of your lungs, eventually trying to run over to the paramedics that were tending to Jeff’s body. Monty stopped you, turning you back around and pulling you into him. You could feel his heart pounding. You kept demanding things, as if they could be done or changed. ‘Give him CPR’ you’d bellowed. ‘Wake him up.’
Monty refused to leave your side after that. His baseball coach had given him four games off without any grief. He felt the loss of Jeff too. Monty said he wanted to wait until you could handle yourself before he tried to go back to normal.
Your parents didn’t say anything when you refused the idea of Monty leaving your bed at night. In fact, Monty had spent every night with your emotionally drained body since the accident.
No one saw it coming, Montgomery caring about someone so much. Jeff had been suspicious of his motives when he’d first asked about you. But there was no mistaking the way his eyes lit up when he saw you in the stands at their games. Or the way he’d talk to himself, as though he was practicing what he was going to say to you. He liked you. And your lack of reluctance towards him scared not only Jeff, but your friends as well. He was, well he was a 'fuck boy’. It surprised everyone even more when he gave you a 'ring on a string’ for your six month anniversary, when the first I love you’s were said.
“Montgomery said he wished he could have walked you to class, Y/N.” Hannah’s voice shook you out of your daze. You nodded, she was right.
“I told him, baseball’s his future. If coach wants him to practice, he needs to.” You spoke in a hushed tone. A sharp contrast to your normally spunky, louder voice. But this was the voice you’d grown accustomed to. There was no reason to be so cheery or chirpy.
“You look nice in your dress.” Hannah continued. She was another person who’s sympathy you’d been receptive of. She seemed genuine, not nosy. You didn’t care what Monty had to say about how she 'got around’. She was a good person.
“Monty bought it for me last week.” You said. You could feel her wide smile on you.
“He takes good care of you, yeah?” She asked. You couldn’t help but smile, you liked the honest answer you were able to give.
“Yeah. I used to take care of him too.” Hannah stopped in the middle of the hallway, and turned you so you had to look at her.
“After everything, I’m sure he’s aware it’s his time to be caring for you, Y/N.” you nodded, not in the mood to wallow in your self pity aloud.
“See your knight in shining armor?” Hannah nudged you, gesturing for you to look forward. You looked up and saw Monty with his friend group. It was good to see him with them. He’d kind of wiped them out of his life to take care of you.
That didn’t stop him from perking up when he saw you walking down the hall. He smiled as he walked towards you. Hannah unlinked arms with you, as if her shift was over. There was a pregnant silence between Monty’s friends and Hannah. God, they were all judging her. And it clearly was making her uncomfortable.
“I’ll see you in gym, Y/N.” Hannah rubbed your shoulder softly before beginning to walk away.
“Stay?” You asked simply. Looking into her eyes. She paused, thinking about it for a moment.
“No, I think you’re in good hands now.” She smiled gently before walking away and out of the hallway.
“I don’t get why you like her so much.” Monty pulled you into his chest, wrapping his arms around you.
“She’s a good person, Montgomery. You all are so mean sometimes.” You whispered.
“Hey Y/N, Monty just doesn’t want her influence around.” Marcus spoke up. You hadn’t seen him since Jeff’s funeral. He hadn’t said much to you. Then again, you two hadn’t ever said much to one another.
“Hey so we’re all gonna workout at the country club later today, you down?” Marcus asked Monty. Your boyfriend traced small circles on your back as you took in the group of people, arms crossed over your chest.
“Dinner with her family tonight, sorry.” Monty said in return. That hadn’t been officially planned, but he did have dinner with you and your parents most nights.
“You haven’t worked out with us in forever, man. It’s the only day that I can get all of you into the club at once.” Bryce continued to try and convince your boyfriend.
“My girl comes first, sorry.” Monty thought that was the end of the conversation
“She can come. You just said how she’s gained all this depression weight and it’s getting to be a problem and-” Bryce was going to talk further, but Monty lunged at him, making him fall to the ground before he could.
“If anything about her EVER leaves your mouth again I swear to God I’ll kill you.” He growled. You pulled Monty off of Bryce, tears already slipping down your cheeks.
“She just lost her damn brother, Jesus.” Jessica, who had been standing by her boyfriend, Justin had rushed to your side out of protectiveness.
“That’s not how it was I just-” you couldn’t even let him finish his excuse.
“Did those words leave your mouth?” You didn’t even look up at him. Jessica has wrapped her arms around you. The hall had gotten quieter. This had officially been made a scene after Monty lunged at Bryce.
“Look princess it didn’t-”
“Answer the question! Did you say my weight was a problem? Yes or No?” Your voice was raised and louder than it had been in a month.
“Yes, but it was just-” you shook your head, laughing to yourself.
“That’s all I needed to know. But, let me relieve you of this said problem.” You pulled your hair to one side. You unhooked the necklace you wore. The necklace that hadn’t left your neck in almost four months. His little promise 'ring on a string’ anniversary gift. When he wouldn’t take it back, you handed it to Zach.
“Make sure he takes this. It’s his decision what he wants to do with it. Maybe he was who every girl in this school warned me he was all along.” You said, turning in the other direction. Jessica followed you, wanting to show you support. Monty tried to walk after you. You had no idea what he was frantically saying. All you knew was that Jessica was yelling at him to get away and that you now felt officially alone in this world.
Requested by anon: (Summary) Angsty imagine James x Ravenclaw reader, who is super shy. He protected her and they became friends. She fell for him, but James started to like Lily.
Characters involved: Reader, James Potter, Sirius Black, Lily Evans
Word count: 1.5k
someone keep you alive and kill you at the same time? Is it
possible that a person fills you with joy, yet unconsciously sucks
out every single strand of happiness? If somebody was able to do
it, James Potter would be the one. And you would
happily volunteer to let it happen again.
It has always been him.
Since the very first day of school,
when you made your way to Hogwarts, it was him who helped you, when a
group of second years had fun mocking you and took away your stuff on the train.
It was him who stepped in front of you, when your voice decided to
break, who told them to leave you alone, who offered his hand for you
to hold on to and pulled you up from the ground.
was him, who noticed you, being alone in the library all day, taking
notes and preparing for tests. Who asked you if you wanted to hang
out with his friends. Him, who had been interested in your story, what you thought, what you felt. It has been hard for you, to open up to others and make friends, since no one was curious enough to ask question after question, trying to dig a path through your thoughts and understand your minds’ workings. No one, but him.
Before people knew that he had taken you under his wing, you were an easy target for bullying, being the shy, smart girl. Some found it entertaining to bombard you with balls of paper during class, or jinx you in the corridors. Until he stepped in for you, again and made it clear for everyone around, that if they messed with you, they were also messing with the Marauders.
Sure, his pals welcomed you into their group and they became brothers to you, over the years. But none of them knew you like he did. And none of them made your insides flutter, when they sat beside you, letting their knee touch yours, like it was no big deal. None of them left you out of breath when they intentionally messed up their hair, fluffing it up with one hand. No one, but him.
A/N: Hello, this is Part 1 of Chapter 2 - Little Ways Away. Now I know I’m jumping into the next chapter of the mini series, but I just don’t have inspiration to write anything else. This chapter’s going to be a bit of an emotional ride, so there’s my little heads-up. You can read the related mini series, and the first chapter of this spin-off here: (Mini-series - Masterlist; Mini Series Spin-off, Chapter 1 ‘Unexpected Reader’ - Masterlist)
Ava smiled when she heard your phone ringing from her bedroom; the set ringtone told her that Chris was finally calling. You’d been waiting a while for his daily phone call now, a mishap on set pushed filming back a little which was why he was late. It’d been a rough couple of months for you with Chris being away, business picking up at the Italian restaurant where you worked part time, and your school’s workload piling on. It was almost suffocating, everything that was going on in your life.
As it turned out, that week you took off from school to go spend some time with Chris was a terrible idea; you got back and found yourself overwhelmed by everything you missed out on. Two months later, you felt like you were still trying to catch up. But that was the thing, you just felt that way because it was all in your head. It was always all in your head, which was why your mom, your best friend, and your boyfriend were always so worried about you; you were too much of a perfectionist to give yourself a break. You were an incredibly intelligent and diligent student who was ahead of the class despite being in Boston, but your mentality after returning back to Los Angeles without your boyfriend ruined your stride. So here you were; overworked, sleep deprived, and stressed beyond belief.
So Ava was glad to hear ‘Under The Sea’ coming from your phone, she knew you’d benefit from hearing from your sweet, loving, and reassuring boyfriend. Up until Chris came along, your mom and her were the ones to reassure you. With them, it didn’t always work- you’d still doubt yourself and let your anxiety chew away at your brain. But with Chris? He had a way with you that no one understood, it was like he had the handbook; he always knew what to say and when to say it. It was sickly sweet, and it was proof that soulmates do exist.
Ava waited a while and felt her eyes narrow when the song didn’t stop playing. She closed her MacBook screen then walked outside, sighing when she found you asleep at the dining room table with Dodger at your feet. You were surround by your textbooks, assignment notes, class timetables, work schedules, and other bits and pieces. Ava guessed you were trying to plan out your week again and fell asleep after overwhelming yourself. It was typical Y/N, every Sunday evening you’d sit and plan your whole week like life was just going to do what you wanted it to. She walked over and held a finger up to her lips when Dodger looked up at her, whining slightly. She gently pried your phone out of your hand; breath held when you stirred. She let out a quiet sigh when you remained asleep and answered the call, walking a distance away before she spoke because the last thing she needed was to disturb your much needed rest.
“Um…Hello?” Chris’ voice came through sounding confused at the lack of your chirpy greeting; you always answered with “oh Evans, my Captain. To what do I owe this pleasure?” Always, every call, without fail- unless he caught you while you were half asleep then it wasn’t so chirpy and coherent. “Sweetheart,” he chuckled softly, “are you there or is this your cute butt I’m talking to?”
“This is actually her cute best friend you’re talking to,” Ava quipped and Chris chuckled. “Sorry, Cap, but your girl’s passed out at the table.” Ava heard Chris sigh and began to explain to him what he already knew had happened. “It’s Sunday so she-”
“Overwhelmed herself by planning her week again,” Chris finished for her and Ava noised confirmation. “God, I leave her for two months,” he commented with a weary chuckle. “Other than her usual Sunday activities, how’s she doing? I feel like I have to ask you because she’s not going to tell me the truth about anything bad. Every time I ask how she’s doing, she says she’s fine but- if she’s falling asleep while planning her week, things must be a little chaotic.”
“A little, she’s stressed. But-” Ava looked over at you with a small smile; she wished you’d let up a little. “When is she not?” Chris nodded in agreement, a weary eye roll was used. “But she’s okay, I mean- she’s a tough nut to crack.” Both your best friend and boyfriend chuckled at that because it was true; they’d seen you persevere through so much. “Dodger and I’ve got her sorted, don’t you worry.”
“I’m going to have to hang up on you though, I don’t want to wake her up. She really needs her sleep, she asked for an extra shift at the restaurant and that’s in an hour so- Let her sleep?” Ava made it sound like a question, but it was more of an order; Chris said nothing because he knew what his options were. “I’ll tell her you called so she can-”
“What time is it?!” You shot up from your quick ‘rest-of-the-eyes’, worried you were late for work. You scrambled for your phone then looked up and saw it in Ava’s hand. “Is that Chris?” You asked and she nodded, walking back over to pass the call to you. “Hey, sorry.” You said into the phone, then mouthed a “thank you” at Ava, who nodded and went back into her room to give the two of you some privacy. “I don’t know what’s wrong with me, I’ve just been really tired lately.”
“There’s really no need to apologize, sweetheart,” he told you. You held the phone to your ear with your shoulder as your hands started to fiddle with the pieces of paper in front of you. “You’re busy, I get it and it’s fine. I just want you to take care of yourself, please.”
“Yeah, the weather’s been lovely,” was your response because you didn’t actually process anything Chris said to you. You were too preoccupied, scribbling all over your planner to listen and respond accordingly. “A little warm, but perfect for my afternoon walks with Dodger.”
“Step away from the table, Y/N,” he instructed in a firmer tone and you found yourself dropping the pen you had in your hand. You took the phone back in your hand as you stood up and walked over to the couch where you couldn’t fiddle with anything; Dodger followed, settling by your feet. “How are you, really?” He asked, surely with furrowed brows of deep concern. “I know you don’t want me to worry, but lying to me- that’s even more worrying.”
“What did I lie to you about?”
“Every time I call and ask about you, you tell me you’re fine-”
“And I am-” you interrupted.
“I just talked to Ava and she tells a different story,” he cut you off and you huffed, wishing your best friend would just keep your struggles to herself. “What’s going on? What’s got you so stressed out? It can’t be school, you’re doing so well.” You sighed because you wished you knew. “What can I do to help? Ava said you’re asking for extra shifts, do you need-”
“I don’t need your money, Chris,” you stopped him before he could offer and he sighed. “I’m fine, honestly,” you let out a laugh to lighten the mood. “I’m just- I miss you and not having you around is affecting me a lot more than I thought it would. So don’t worry, I’m fine. School’s great, work’s good, my financial situation is perfect so- don’t worry about me, okay?”
“That’s like telling water not to be wet, darling,” he chuckled and you smiled. “You promise you’ll tell me if something’s up?” You nodded, 'mm-hm-ing’ your response. “That you’ll keep things honest between us?” Another 'mm hm’ left your throat. “That you’ll ask for money if need be?” He winced as he said that because he knew he was trying his luck; you were one of those 'make-my-own-way’ girls. “Y/N?” He quizzed when he heard nothing come from the other end.
“No,” was all you said.
“I can afford to support you,” he reminded you.
“And I can afford to make my own way,” you retorted.
“I know,” he sighed. “I’m just reminding you, in case you get sick of working while studying.” You smiled because he reminded you every chance he could, and while you did appreciate his offer- you couldn’t take it. You knew how it would look and you didn’t want it to look like that, perhaps when you were his wife and not his nineteen year old, student girlfriend. “Are you sure you don’t need anything, baby? Can I at least pay for Dodger? He is living with the two of you, I can-”
“Baby, no,” you chuckled, reaching down to pat your boyfriend’s cute dog who you were more than happy to support for nine months. “Right now, all I need from you is your maximum effort to make Infinity War absolutely amazing.” He chuckled softly, nodding. “Then I need you to come home to me and Dodger because we miss you,” you felt your eyes well as you told him that.
“I miss the two of you too,” his own eyes watered as he reached for the Polaroid photograph he kept on his desk in his trailer. The photo was of the three of you, the morning after you got together; you had a copy too which you kept in your planner. “I’d count the days, but that’s just going to make us both sad.”
“Yeah,” you chuckled with limited humor.
“I’m going to let you go,” he said and you felt yourself sigh. “You need some rest before you go to work,” he explained his leave and you nodded in agreement, running a hand through your hair. “I’ll call you tomorrow and have an actual conversation, okay?”
“Okay,” you nodded.
“I love you,” he ended the conversation like he always did, smiling despite how much his heart ached for you. He wished he could be there with you, hold you and tell you things were going to be okay because you clearly needed that. You lied about being okay, and he knew you were lying, but you were going to work and he didn’t want to put you in a bad mood by calling you out. He was going to save that conversation for another day, when you didn’t have classes or work to go to or worry about.
“I love you too,” you responded then stayed silent until you heard the dial tone. He hung up and you did the same, putting your phone aside. You sighed and buried your face in your hands, only looking up when you felt Dodger nudge his head into your leg. “How do you do it, Dodger?” You asked the pup, cupping his furry face in your hands. “How do you survive without Chris for months on end? Because it’s hard, like- it’s really fucking hard,” you chuckled to stop yourself from crying. Dodger licked your face when you bent over to kiss his forehead, making you smile. “Yeah, I know I’ve got you and Ava.”
Summary: Jongin’s envelope is still lost in the mail. Yet, you looked at him as if he was the cutest puppy in existenceand that was all he needed.
Word Count: 3,4K
Jongin didn’t actually like going to cafes. He disliked the smell of coffee and the temptation of buying some baked goods when he had promised himself to eat healthily. In all seriousness, the only reason he ever visited the cafe was to get his friends off his back. There were only so many Baekhyun’s questions and Sehun’s teasing comments that he could take.
Thus he made sure to visit Joonmyeon’s cafe at least once a week. He didn’t really dare to go there more often because the owner’s nearly motherly gaze always persuaded him to spend more money on the pastries than Jongin would allow himself. The young man had perfected the means of customer manipulation and Baekhyun was his biggest victim.
“Care to explain to me once again why you ordered a kilo of pigs in blankets?” Jongin asked his friend. The older boy shrugged, “It was an accident.”
“How does one accidentally order a kilo of pigs in blankets?” Jongin still couldn’t understand. He knew that his best friend was a one of a kind character, but ordering a kilo of pastries by accident was a whole new level even for him.
Authors Note: This is my first blurb regarding Shawn, I am remarkably sorry that is more dialogue, but I thought the small plot/interview made for a cute start to the new sense of writing I am doing. Thanks to my Anons who convinced me to do this!
He confidently stands with a coffee cup gripped in his hand while patiently waiting to be pushed onto the stage of the interview that’s minutes from taking place. He’s self-composed and collected, he’s not ill at ease about the subjects that may be thrown at him, he has it all figured out in his head— to a certain extent of course. After all, there isn’t much to ask about besides his music and his future plans regarding his music. Everything has essentially been covered in numerous other interviews he’s fulfilled. The amount of repetitive questions he has received about his newest hit song is unbelievable.
Shawn has his responses memorised perfectly for each set of questions he’s expected to be asked. He’s realised they’re not strategically directed or worded, consequently, he can use the same response with most of them.
He takes a seat graciously next to the host, a grin depicted across his lips as he adjusts his black Sandro sweater while becoming content within the chair. While Shawn becomes comfortable and takes one last quick sip of his coffee, the host views the notes scribbled down on the note cards, promptly revising.
I just imagine an AU where Viktor buys himself a new phone after he accidentally broke his last one after running from the paparazzi because of a misunderstanding. Trying to keep a low profile until the misunderstanding dies out, Viktor takes a trip to Switzerland and crashes at Chris’ place for a few days until Chris demands that Viktor gets a phone.
Because Chris doesn’t have a house phone and he refuses to let his friend use a payphone. So we’ve got a chirpy Chris dragging Viktor to the local store and they’re browsing around until Viktor finds a comfortable phone–buys a poodle phone case, of course.
He’s given an option of whether or not he wants a personal, AI-unit on his phone to assist with texts, photography, and whatnot. Apparently, it’s one of the latest crazes sprouting around in Europe, but Viktor didn’t know about it because he’s keeping a ten-meter-pole distance away from the internet at the moment. Viktor caves in and purchases the AI-feature. Not thinking much about it until his AI contacts him first.
It’s a shy AI given the name “Katsuki Yuuri”, named after its creator in Japan. And for a while, it’s just shy texts behind a screen. Viktor checks his phone occasionally to see what Yuuri’s up to, watching the AI’s avatar hopping over apps like he’s in a Mario game. For the most part, there isn’t much communication between them until Yuuri notices that Viktor’s ignoring his calls and messages.
Drunken nights at a bar isn’t typically your thing, but last night— last night was different. There was an ache making itself present, buried at the bottom of your heart. There was a raging desire to forget the sickening feeling inside you as the reminder of your verbal disagreement with your boyfriend took a twisted turn when you no longer had words to express to him and walked out of the house, ultimately finding yourself at a bar.
Summary: Four times Caroline ran into Klaus through the centuries and the one she went to him.
Caroline learns early in her immortal life that her feet do not like to be shackled in one place for long. The only exception to that was Italy, but papa had been there and so it had been out of the question that she missed a single moment with him while his heart had still been beating.
Humans only lived for a short time, after all.
The sky and wind still called her though, it always had and always would.
Her father draws his last breath when she is only twenty five. It is not easy to ignore the tears streaking her face.
She sends the servants on their ways and closes the door to her home. She will come here again, just not soon. She does not think her heart could bear it, to look at the hallways where she had ran in, with ribbons laced around strands of her hair, and not feel like a knife was twisting and twisting deeper into her bones.
In Venice, Caroline sees the port full of passengers, wonders whether to let her wings lead her or see where the sea wants her to go.
The latter wins and she lands in Japan where the Noh Theater strives and she watches the performances about legends and old times.
Tan dons her body. She loves her kimono more than anything, floral prints decorating the fabric. Her mouth salivates each time she smells the local dishes cooked in the air.
Running into Klaus is a surprise, one where she is not exactly sure if she should be pleased or weary about. The memory of his eyes as he traced over her wings is fresh in her mind.
“Fancy seeing you here, sweetheart,” he says, lips quirking at the edges where a set of dimples appear. She thinks of something sharp to say.
The words die on the tip of her tongue when she realises that they were no longer in her home and she can’t demand things of him like she used to.
Caroline doesn’t reply as quickly as she would have liked. Klaus was dangerous, that she didn’t forget.
Rating: T Genre: Fluff Pairing: Min Yoongi x Reader Words: 5938
People say Yoongi can be intimidating. Yes, I agree, he can totally be Daddy material but when I see him smile, I only see an adorable man with the most caring soul. Especially if Holly is involved.
Although Min Yoongi loved Holly from the bottom of his heart, he hated it when the small dog woke him up in the morning in order to go for his daily morning walk.
And today, strangely, the little dog woke up two hours earlier than usual, scratching the door, begging to be taken out.
The male grumbled and shivered as his bare foot made contact with the cold tiles as he walked to his closet, slipping on warm sweats and a baggy hoodie. His dark eyes shifted to the little brown poodle who was yipping at Yoongi’s feet, growing excited as his owner grabbed the leash, placing it on him.
Yoongi couldn’t help but show his annoyance openly with a grumble, the bitter cold winter breeze biting into his face because it was the only place not covered with a thick layer of clothing.
He released a large breath, watching it condense into the air as a white cloud of smoke, slowly drifting up before disappearing. “It’s fucking cold, Holly. Let’s do your business and go back home for something warm,” he muttered, eyeing the brown pup that trotted in front of him. He couldn’t help a small smile as he looked at the little dog who was wearing the sweater his mother bought for him.
A loud yawn escaped Yoongi’s lips, tears gathering at the corner of his eyes. Although his sleepiness seemed to fly away as he heard a loud, frantic yell.
But what if Cas isn’t like he is in all the fanfics when he becomes human where he is just the worst before his coffee in the morning / doesn’t get up til midday anyway?
Cas and Sam getting up at dawn to go for a morning jog and Cas being so bouncy and annoying AF when he gets back to their room and Dean just can’t cope with him, he’s so CHIRPY at this ungodly hour and he’s just like “Caaaaaaaaas….. shut up and come back to bed or get out”.
Idea for Light on the Dark Side of Me: A look at all the times Shiro came at Keith with his dark humor so hard and so many times that it pisses Keith off as much as it does in Giggle At A Funeral. (Everyone else is like 'Shiro! Please stop talking like that! Why are you saying these things?!' and Keith is just like 'SHIRO WHY ARE YOU ALWAYS FUCKING LIKE THIS, YOU BETTER SHUT YOUR BITCH MOUTH -RIGHT NOW- OR SO HELP ME-' and I feel like there must be some stories there.)
“So,” Shiro said, disgustingly chirpy. “This was way easier to do on concrete than sand. This engine is definitely not doing anything until we clean it out.”
Groaning, Keith glanced around them. Their visibility was awful in the near pitch darkness of the hour. But even if it had been noon, Keith wouldn’t have been able to see anything but sand in all directions. They were miles out, a necessity of avoiding the occasional Garrison patrol that would have had a lot of questions for two Cadets out at 2 AM. With a speeder bike. One they hadn’t officially rented out. So Shiro could show him how to ride dunes like a water ski.
Power Ranger Animagus headcanons? Like what would their forms be and how would they dick around the castle in them omf
Billy is an otter. Otters are just so chirpy and intelligent and Billy makes a great Otter.
Kim is a fox she’s just so clever and has her way of being sneaking. Also she can be dangerous if you threaten her or the people she cares about which is pretty similar to a fox.
Trini is the outcast until she meets them and she’s very loyal to them so she’s a wolf (fight me)
Zack could be a pack animal because of how he is with his mom but he’s also very independent and could totally rock an agile body so some kind of cat would work for him.
Jason is this golden retriever (he’s such a dog fiGHT ME) he just has the biggest heart and doesn’t judge people on who they are.
Also Professor McGonagall finds them around the castle at night. She hears Billy chirping as an Otter and then Jason barking. When she opens her office door, all she sees is a cat running by as a wolf chases it.
Billy, Kim, and Jason are all watching Trini and Zack fight and Professor McGonagall is just. So done. She doesn’t even say anything. She knows their her students, so she lets them be and just goes to bed as if nothing happened.
They don’t purposely cause trouble.
Okay, maybe Zack does. He turns up to his transfiguration class and pretends to be Professor McGonagall until she shows up.
If looks could kill Zack would be dead right now
Zack and Minerva become best buds. That’s all.
Billy loves walking around hogwarts when he’s an otter. Jason is constantly worried that people are going to figure out that the otter they always talk about is Billy so of course he decides that means he has to walk around as a dog.
One of the muggleborns randomly decide to apologize and Jason as his dog
Jason bites him and Billy is just like, “Jason, oh my god, no!”
That’s the story of how Jason and Billy are chased out of the great hall with some jerks yelling at them