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The 10 Elements of a MAIN CHARACTER

To all the writers who have ever been told “Your characters have to be three dimensional!” or “They should be well-rounded!” and just felt like saying: “What does that even MEAN?! What goes into a 3-dimensional character? Specifically? And how do you go about creating one?!”

Good news. There’s a way. 

Great main characters – heroes, protagonists, deuteragonist, whatever you want to call them – have ten things in common. Ten things that are easily developed, once you know what to create within your character. So no one will ever be able to tell you “needs to be more three dimensional!” ever again. Ha. 

1) Weaknesses: Main characters should be flawed, but I’m not saying this because it will make them more realistic (though it will) – I’m saying they need to be flawed because if they’re not, they shouldn’t be a main character. Story is another word for change, or more accurately, character growth. Not character as in “fictional person”, character meaning “heart and soul”. Story is someone’s character changing, for better or worse. Main characters at the beginning of the story are lacking something vital, some knowledge of themselves, some knowledge of how to live a better life, and this void is ruining their lives. They must overcome these weaknesses, if they’re going to become complete, and reach a happy ending. There are two types of weaknesses: Psychological and Moral. Psychological ones only hurt the main character. Moral ones cause the main character to hurt other people. Easy.  

2) Goal: Characters exist because they want something. Desiring something, and the fight against opposition for that desire, is the lifeblood of story; and because character is story, it’s also desire that can breathe life into words on a page, and begin the process of creating a real person in a reader’s mind. It’s this ‘desire for something’ that sparks that first connection between reader and character. It makes us think “Well, now I have to find out if this person gets what they want.” This is a powerful link. (How many mediocre movies do we suffer through, when we could easily stop watching, because we’re still trapped by that question of “what happens?”) So if this is powerful enough to keep people watching an annoying movie, imagine how powerful it can be in an excellent story. 

Like in Up, the goal is to get the house to Paradise Falls.

3) Want: If the main character wants something, they want it for a darn good reason. Usually, they think that attaining the goal will fill the void they can sense in their lives, the deficiency they can feel, but don’t know how to fix. And they’re almost always wrong. Getting the goal doesn’t help anything; which is why, while pursuing that goal, they discover a deeper need that will heal them. Which brings us to …

4) Need/Elixir: Main characters are missing something, a weakness in their innermost selves is causing them to live a less-than-wonderful life. Through story, these main characters can be healed. Once they discover what’s missing, and accept it, and change the way they live to include this truth they’ve uncovered … they’re healed. Learning this truth, whatever it is, forms the purpose of the story for the main character. The reader, and the character, think the story is about achieving that big tangible goal the premise talks about; really, underneath it all, the story is about someone achieving a big intangible truth, that will ultimately save their life and future. Often, this need is exactly what the character fears or professes to hate. 

Like Finding Nemo, where Dory states exactly what Marlin needs to learn. 

5) Ghosts: 

Not this kind of ghosts.

Ghosts are events in your character’s past which mark the source of their weaknesses and strengths. Because these happened, the character became who they are. All we need to know about backstory are these moments, because who the character became is all we care about. There’s really only one ghost you absolutely need: the source of their moral and psychological weakness. Something happened that knocked the character’s world off kilter, and everything from that moment onward has been tainted by what happened. This moment haunts them (hence the name), and holds them back from uncovering that need that will heal their weaknesses. Pixar are masters of this: the source of Carl being stuck in the past, curmudgeonly, unable of loving anyone new? Ellie dying; his ghost. In Finding Nemo, the source of Marlin being suffocating, protective to the point of being harmful, possessive, and fearful? His wife and 99% of his children being eaten in front of him; his ghost. 

6) True Character: These are the strengths, values, convictions, fears, faults, beliefs, worldview, and outlook on life that make the main character who they truly are. 

7) Characterization: This is everything on the surface of a main character. The way they look, talk, act, etc. All of this originates from those deeper elements of their being, the strengths, values, ghosts, weaknesses, needs, that make them who they truly are. So often, you can think of this as a facade they’re projecting, a way to shield the the truth about themselves, how they wish to be perceived. The story, and the other characters, are slowly going to see deeper than this characterization, revealing more and more of the reasons it is the way it is. 

8) Arc: If the character is going to change from “Incomplete Person” to “Complete Person” there’s going to be a journey they go on to make that possible. The external story, the pursuit of that big tangible goal the premise is about, is causing an inner journey to take place. What they have to do in pursuit of that external goal will apply pressure to those weaknesses, and pressure causes change. This process has seven steps, but if I write it all here this post is going to be obscenely long. So I might wait and give this its own post.

9) Changed Person: Who is the character going to be at the end of this story? They better be different, or else the story didn’t work. How do they show how different they’ve become? What is the moral choice they make, that spins their trajectory from “the future doesn’t look so great” to “happily ever after”? This should be known right away, maybe even before anything else is settled about the character. This gives a distinct end goal, a way to work backwards, a destination in mind that you can navigate towards.  

10) Fascination and Illumination: The surface characterization, and the brief glimpses of the true character underneath create curiosity in the reader/audience. What the character says, and the implied subtext beneath the dialogue, creates a puzzle the audience wants to solve. Actions they take work the same way; if the writer indicates there’s deeper motivation behind why a character behaves in the way they do, we buy into solving that mystery right away. We can’t help it. “Who are you really? Why are you the way you are? And how is that going to effect the story?” These are all the unspoken, almost not consciously acknowledged, questions that fascinating characters provoke. Searching out meaning, connecting the dots to find the truth – we can’t resist this. We’re not fascinated by tons of backstory and exposition about a character; we’re fascinated by story, by mystery, by the technique of withholding information and having to interpret and hunt out the truth on our own.  So gradually, the story and the characters will force that character to reveal a little more, and a little more, until we have a complete picture of who this person is. Crucial that this information isn’t told up front. Gradually illuminate it. It’s just like getting to know a real person. 

So how does this work in a real character? Let’s take a look at Flynn Rider/Eugene Fitzherbert, because almost everybody has seen that movie. 

Moral Weaknesses: He’s selfish. He’s a little greedy. He’s a little rude. He uses his charisma and bravado to keep people at a distance from the real him. 

Psychological Weaknesses: Insecurity, fear of vulnerability, feels like the real him (Eugene) would be unwanted, unlovable, and have nothing – just like when he was an orphaned kid. Also, he doesn’t know who he wants to be, what he wants to live for. 

Goal: Flynn wants to get that crown. So he has to get Blondie to see the floating lights, so she’ll give it back to him, and then they can part ways as unlikely friends.  

Want: Why does he want the crown? What does it mean for him? He actually states it (reluctantly) in song: “I have dreams like you, no really. Just much less touchy feely. They mainly happen somewhere warm and sunny. On an island that I own, tanned and rested and alone. Surrounded by enormous piles of money.” He senses there’s something off in his life, something is missing. But he mistakenly believes this missing piece is money, which will allow him to buy a lonely island, where he can live out his days as Flynn and no one will ever know Eugene. 

Need: “All those days chasing down a daydream. All those years living in a blur. All that time never truly seeing, things the way they were. Now she’s here, shining in the starlight. Now she’s here, suddenly I know. If she’s here, it’s crystal clear, I’m where I’m meant to go.” He wants a crown … he needs to fall in love with Rapunzel. He needs to love something more than himself, and find out that love isn’t something to fear and push away. He needs to abandon the 'Tales of Flynnagin Rider’ ambition, and get a more worthwhile, new dream. 

Ghost: The source of all of his weaknesses can be linked to his “little bit of a downer” childhood as an orphan. Interestingly, he isn’t aware of another facet of that ghost, and Rapunzel points it out to him. “Was he a thief too?” she asks. He looks taken aback, before answering “Uh, no.” Something’s gone wrong. The choices he’s making are not living up to that original role model.  

Characterization: Flynn’s charming, funny, smart, charismatic, and arrogant (in a somehow charming sort of way). He’s also rude, contemptuous, and sarcastic. All traits that help him keep up that 'swashbuckling rogue’ facade, and push people away from the real him. 

True Character: Underneath all that, he’s a Disney prince. That pretty much sums it up.  

Changed Person: “Started going by Eugene again, stopped thieving, and basically turned it all around.” He started the story as the guarded and evasive Flynn, he ends as the selfless and thoroughly-in-love Eugene. 

Fascination and Illumination: Imagine if everything about Flynn had been told, right up front. We know he’s an orphan, we know he’s upheld a fake reputation, we know he’s a kind and loving guy underneath it all, we even know about his “tales of Flynnagin” childhood dream. You know what happens? We like him … but we’re not interested in him. There’s nothing we need to find out. There’s no curiosity. And if there’s no curiosity, and nothing being illuminated, your story’s not going anywhere. So instead, we find out – alongside Rapunzel – more about Flynn as the story progresses. And that is how it should be. 

So!

Developing characters in this way, I’ve found, really reduces worries about how “well-rounded” and three dimensional I’ve made them. They feel real to me. And besides helping me create characters, this ten element technique has also let me analyze characters I like, which is strangely fun. It’s a great way to figure out why a character works, what causes them to be so effective, and how you can go about creating them yourself. 

Yeah, I’m a bit of a nerd. 

But if you want, try it out. Develop a character. Analyze a character. You might find it as useful/fun as I do.

What if someone who is so constant suddenly disappears out of your life? Maybe that’s why, I don’t like getting attached. I don’t like the idea of giving someone the power to destroy my heart by choosing to walk away. I want to guard my heart. I want to save myself.
Things I loved in Thor: Ragnarok


- the fight scenes were extremely epic
- all the things said by Korg, he’s hilarious
- Loki’s expression when Odin called them “My sons”
- Thor always throws stuff at Loki to see if he was really there
- “I’VE BEEN FALLING FOR 30 MINUTES!”
- Bruce Banner cosplaying as Tony
- Get help!  “Classic”
- Steven fucking Strange
- Thor taking selfie with random girls
- Des and Troy
- Valkyrie walking off her ship like a badass but then falls because she’s drunk af
- That story about Loki transforming himself into a snake because he knew Thor loves snakes and then suddenly transforming back and stab him when they were like 8
- the sun’s getting real low
- but giant monster!
- THE REVENGERS
- *Hulk appears in the arena* Loki: “I have to get off this planet”
- strongest avenger
- Loki acting like a total diva when he says “Your saviour has arrived!”
- ‘i would hug you if you were here”
- “i’m here”

Falling in love. It’s always something that comes unexpected. Suddenly it hits you; you’re in love, just like that. And maybe that’s what makes it so wonderful. Having absolutely no control is scary, but if you just let it happen, beautiful things can come your way.
—  L.N. | falling in love

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AU where you start to see color as you fall in love with your soulmate: Yuri seeing a splash of color in Victor's eyes as he sees him perform for the first time. Victor hearing Yuri say "Be my coach, Victor!" as Yuri jumps into his arms and Victor's world is suddenly in full bloom of color.

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            I think my problem was - I’ve always had this idea of what love was like, you know? I was so scared to fall in love because I thought I would only get hurt in the end. I guess I just never believed in happy ever afters. I thought love was biting your tongue and nodding your head and being who they wanted you to be. But god, then I met him and suddenly I felt like I could breathe again. He told me he loved me and I told him the same and I knew we both meant it. I knew it because I wasn’t afraid to dance in front of him. I knew it because anywhere felt like home if I was with him. Because hearing his laugh made me feel like I was walking on water. Because my hand felt empty without his. I knew it because I believed love felt like being in a cage. But then he loved me, and it felt like freedom.
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            The Dragon and His Knight

            “C’mon, Teddy, it’s time to sleep,” Harry said for about the millionth time that night.

            “No! I don’t want to sleep. I want to see Draco,” Teddy responded stubbornly. The four year old crossed his arms and scowled at his godfather.

            Harry sighed a long suffering sigh. “Teddy, I’m sure Draco is busy grading papers. We don’t want to interrupt him.”

            “Yes we do!” Teddy said.

            For the past two hours, Harry had been trying to get the little menace to go to bed, but Teddy kept insisting that he wouldn’t comply until he got to visit his cousin, Draco. Harry was reluctant to bring Teddy to Professor Malfoy’s rooming quarters for more than one reason. The first reason being that, like he said, he was sure Draco would be grading papers and would get ornery if someone interrupted his work. The second reason was that Harry had no idea where he stood with Draco after what happened yesterday. Harry hoped that he hadn’t completely ruined his and Draco’s friendship by kissing him, especially since that friendship meant so much to him.

            “Please, Harry,” Teddy begged.

            Harry weighed his options. On the one hand, he could refuse to bring Teddy to visit Draco, which would mean Harry would get about four hours of sleep, and probably fall asleep in the middle of a Defense Against the Dark Arts lecture tomorrow. On the other hand, if he did bring Teddy to visit Draco, he would have to see Draco, and talk to Draco, and try to hide the fact that he was incredibly, stupidly in love with Draco.

            But then Teddy made the choice for Harry by screaming at the top of his lungs, “I won’t go to sleep until we see Draco!”

            “Shh, Teddy,” Harry said. He hurriedly covered Teddy’s mouth with his hand. Harry was really not in the mood to get reprimanded by McGonagall for waking up the entire school. “We’ll go see Draco, okay? But we’re going to be very quiet, and we’re only going to stay for a little bit.”

            “Yay!” Teddy said when Harry removed his hand. His hair changed from an angry red into a bright turquoise.

            Harry led Teddy through the empty, dark halls of Hogwarts, holding him by the hand to prevent the child from sprinting ahead. When they reached the door to Draco’s room in the dungeons, Teddy said excitedly, “I’ll hide behind you, so I can surprise him!” Harry smiled at Teddy’s enthusiasm, even though he was still quite irritated with the boy.

            Harry took a deep breath and then knocked on Draco’s door. He heard a muffled “fuck” on the other side of the door.

            “What do you want?” Draco’s sharp voice sounded from inside.

            Harry didn’t say anything, as he was afraid Draco wouldn’t open the door if he knew who it was, so he knocked again.

            “For Merlin’s sake,” Draco said irritably, and the door to his quarters swung open reveal a flustered, pajama-cladden Draco. “Harry,” Draco said. He looked- and sounded -just as surprised to see Harry as Harry was to see him. Well, Harry wasn’t exactly surprised to see Draco, but he was surprised to see the state that Draco was in. His normally groomed-to-perfection blond hair was all ruffled and messed up, sticking out at awkward angles. Draco’s pajamas consisted of a white cotton t-shirt that was just tight enough to show off his lean, muscled frame, and pants with a small pattern on them that suspiciously resembled Harry’s glasses and scar. Frankly, Draco was adorable and sexy at the same time, and the sight was nearly enough to make Harry swoon.

            “What the fuck are you doing here, Potter?” Draco asked, pulling Harry out of a fantasy in which he was running his fingers through Draco’s tousled hair.

            “Language,” Harry replied, remembering that Teddy was also there.

            “Language? Are you serious, Potter? I’ve heard you say much worse. And by the way, you didn’t answer my ques-”
            Draco was cut off by Teddy abruptly jumping out from behind Harry and shouting, “Surprise!” The little boy ran towards Draco and hugged his legs. His hair was now the same platinum color of Draco’s.

            “Teddy,” Draco said, shocked. He looked from Teddy to Harry, confusion in his eyes.

            “Andromeda made last minute plans to go on a date and asked me to take Teddy for the night,” Harry explained, looking down at his feet to avoid eye contact. “Anyways, Teddy refused to go to bed unless he got to visit you.”

            “Andromeda is dating?”

            Harry laughed. That was not the question he was expecting. “I suppose so.”

            “Who?” Draco asked.

            “Er, I don’t know. She’s your aunt, after all. Shouldn’t you know who she’s dating?”

            Draco shrugged. He smiled down at Teddy and bent down to pick him up. And, no, Harry definitely did not look at Draco’s arse when he bent down. He did not. And he certainly did not wish he could touch Draco’s arse. And when Draco lifted Teddy to rest at his hip, Harry was not admiring Draco’s arm muscles. And if he was, it was completely innocent. There was no way Harry was imagining Draco’s arms pinning Harry to a bed.

            “I’m glad you came to visit me,” Draco said to Teddy with a smile.

            “Me too,” Teddy said. “I wish I could live at Hogwarts and be with you and Harry all the time.”

            Draco chuckled. “That would be an adventure.”

            Harry was beginning to feel awkward so he said to Teddy, “Well, now that you’ve seen Draco, are you ready to go to bed?”

            “No!” Teddy replied instantly, clinging to Draco. “Draco has to tell me a story first. He tells the best stories.”

            Harry looked to Draco, who just grinned with a shrug. “It’s true,” Draco said. “Uh, you can come inside if you want.”

            Harry’s heart immediately started being faster at the thought of being in Draco’s room. “Sure,” Harry said, careful not to sound too eager.

            Draco moved to the side to let Harry in and then shut the door. Harry surveyed the room in awe. The far wall was completely made of glass, and on the other side of the glass was the green-tinted water of the Black Lake. There wasn’t much to look at, just some seaweed and and fish, but it was beautiful anyway. Teddy ran over to look out at the lake as Harry turned his attention to the furniture in the room. Draco’s bed was near the glass wall, and so were his wardrobe and trunk. More in the middle of the room was a fireplace, a sofa, and two armchairs. Harry jealously wondered who Draco invited over to sit in those armchairs. The part of the room that Harry was standing in seemed to be Draco’s personal potions lab. There was a desk covered in papers, and a long table with a cauldron and many potions ingredients on it.

            “What do you think?” Draco suddenly asked. Somehow he had ended up standing right next to Harry.

            Harry shivered at the close proximity and answered honestly, “It’s nice.”

            Draco seemed pleased. He smiled and even blushed a little. “Thanks. Guess I should give Teddy that story now.”

            Harry nodded. He watched Draco walk over to Teddy and silently admired the elegance in Draco’s movements.


            Five minutes later, Harry and Draco were settled in the armchairs and Teddy was nestled between a thick layer of blankets and the soft cushions of Draco’s sofa. Draco was deep in a story about a beautiful silver dragon that was being hunted down by the people in a nearby kingdom, because the dragon was thought to be dangerous.

            “The people had no way of knowing that the dragon was really a handsome prince that had been cursed to be a dragon until he met his true love,” Draco was saying. Teddy looked at his cousin with reverence, hanging onto his every word. Draco didn’t notice that Harry was doing the same. “So the king chose one of his knights, the most brave and noble one, to go find the dragon and slay it.”

            Teddy gasped. “No,” he whispered.

            “The knight did as he was told and left for the mountains, where the Dragon was hiding.”

            “Did he kill the dragon?” Teddy asked impatiently.

            “Well, when he found the dragon, it was asleep. The knight was ready to kill it, he had his sword posed to strike, but then the dragon opened its eyes. And guess what happened when the knight looked into the dragon’s eyes?”

            “The dragon turned back into a prince,” Harry answered automatically.

            Draco looked at Harry amusedly. “I was asking Teddy.”

            “Oh, of course.”

            “Anyway,” Draco continued. “The dragon was suddenly enveloped in a magical, blinding light. When the light was gone, the knight was astonished to find that there was no more dragon. Instead, there was a man. It was the prince, but he didn’t have a crown, or any fancy robes, so the knight thought he was just a commoner. Since the knight was noble, he helped the prince nonetheless and promised to take him to the kingdom. As the two traveled to the kingdom, they became very close and began to fall in love. It wasn’t until they arrived at the kingdom that the prince revealed the truth about himself and the curse that could only be broken by true love. The knight and the prince got married the next day and lived happily ever after.” Draco was whispering by the end of the story, because Teddy had begun to fall asleep.

            Harry smiled at Draco. He liked the story, and he especially liked the dragon. Draco saw Harry’s smile and he returned it before getting up and gesturing for Harry to follow him. Draco led Harry to his office, which was connected to his room by a short passageway.

            “Thanks for telling Teddy that story,” Harry said once the two of them had made themselves comfortable in the office- Draco in his leather chair, and Harry sitting on Draco’s desk with his legs hanging off the edge.

            “No problem. I can keep him for the rest of the night if you want,” Draco offered.

            “You don’t have-”

            “No, it’s fine. I want to.”

            “Okay,” Harry agreed.

            There was a beat of silence.

            “I feel li-”

            “I like your pajama pants,” Harry said, cutting off Draco, because he wasn’t ready for rejection yet.

            Draco’s face went pink. “They were a gift,” he disclosed.

            “Right,” Harry said. He smirked and Draco’s blush increased.

            “Pansy thinks she’s bloody hilarious,” Draco muttered irritably.

            “Kudos to Pansy for selecting such a great gift.”

            Draco rolled his eyes.

            More silence.

            “We need to talk,” Draco said.

            Harry exhaled deeply. No more pretending then. “I know.”

            “You kissed me. Why?”

            Tell him it was a mistake, tell him you didn’t mean it, tell him you want to forget it ever happened, screamed a voice in Harry’s head. But Harry was tired of lying to Draco, and to himself. He summoned all of his Gryffindor courage and confessed, “Because I like you. I really, really like you, and I’ve wanted to kiss you everyday for almost a year now. And yesterday I just couldn’t stop myself. You were standing there, rambling about your new potion, and you were so excited and passionate and I felt like my heart was exploding.”

            Draco stared at Harry like his whole world had been turned upside down.


            The next morning…

            When Andromeda came by Hogwarts to pick up her grandson and found Harry’s room empty, she knew the next logical place to look was Draco’s room. But when she arrived at Draco’s room, what happened next was not at all logical. Because little Teddy was the one to greet her at the door.

            “Where are Draco and Harry, sweetheart?” she asked the small boy.

            “In bed,” Teddy answered like it was obvious.

            Andromeda’s heart nearly stopped. If Draco and Harry had finally gotten together, she was thrilled, but she was appalled to think that the two of them would be doing things while Teddy was in the room.

            She stalked over to Draco’s bed and was relieved to find that Draco and Harry were fully clothed. Draco was leaning against the headboard as he slept, and Harry’s head rested peacefully in his lap. A book entitled The Dragon and His Knight lie on the bedside table.

            “Are Draco and Harry true loves?” Teddy asked his grandmother.

            Andromeda smiled. “I think so.”
            “Are they gonna live happily forever after?”

            “Of course they are. That’s what true loves do, isn’t it?”

            @thunderboltsortofapenny said: No no let’s do this! Why would steve need to be fake married. Or why would bucky need to be fake married to Steve. We need a reason. #Viper do the thing #It’ll be fun!

            So I did the thing, and it’s stupid and terrible, but here, have it:


            Bucky’s an EMT. Normal guy, just living his life, trying to help where he can. And then one day, all of a sudden, the aliens are invading NYC, and Bucky’s out there helping, right in the middle of the danger zone because of course he is.

            There’s a fight going on, and a bunch of freaks in weird suits seem to be fighting the aliens, but Bucky doesn’t have much time to focus on anything other than all the people in dire need of medical attention. He does what he can to help, grabs the first metal bar he can find and fights only the aliens getting in his way, and works himself to exhaustion. Then there’s a blast, and it sends a man flying right into the wall next to him.

            “Hey, you okay?” Bucky asks, rushing to help him, and though Bucky could’ve sworn the blow was hard enough to crush anyone’s ribs, he’s surprised to see the man–who must’ve been on his way to a costume party–stand up practically unscathed.

            He’s got broad shoulders and a strong jaw and eyes of the prettiest shade of blue Bucky’s ever seen, and even with his face covered in soot and grime and blood, Bucky’s heart skips a beat.

            For a few seconds the man seems a bit disoriented, then he finally registers Bucky’s presence. “What are you doing here?? Get out of the streets!”

            “I was–” Bucky starts, and is cut off by an explosion right above their heads and a bunch of debris raining down on them, and a hand shoving him aside.

            When he comes to, which is a surprise in itself, the dust has started to clear, and the man who’s clearly saved his life is carrying him as if he weighed nothing, concern in those beautiful eyes and a big, warm hand pressed tenderly against Bucky’s neck, checking for a pulse.

            He locks eyes with Bucky and sighs in relief, the hint of a smile on his plush lips, but the hand remains where it is. “Hi,” he says. “You all right?”

            “Y-yeah… Thank you,” Bucky replies, but he doesn’t move to free himself of the man’s arms. His stomach is doing something weird, and the man surely has other people to rescue, but for a few seconds they both just stay there, shell-shocked and staring at each other like the world around them has stopped.

            Then something blows up nearby, and the spell is broken.

            Carefully, the man helps him to his feet, makes sure Bucky’s in one piece, and then says, “Find shelter, okay? Stay inside.”

            Bucky’s not planning to, but he can’t find it in him to tell that to this incredible man, so he slowly licks his lips and nods. Before turning around to leave, the man offers him a small, shy smile.

            - - - - -

            During the next few weeks after the Chitauri attack on NYC, every single piece of footage of the Avengers fighting against the aliens and helping civilians goes viral. Phone videos, security cameras, blurry pics.

            The most popular, by far, is a snapshot of Captain America carrying a guy, who can be seen fighting aliens and helping people in other videos, bridal style, thumb caressing his jaw, and both looking like lovestruck teenagers.

            Bucky can’t go to the grocery store or even do his job without being stalked by the paparazzi or Cap’s groupies or just random people wanting to know what his Avenger name is, and for how long he’s been dating Captain America.

            - - - - -

            “You’ve ruined my life!!” Bucky tells him, because of course, of course Captain America would pick Bucky’s park for his morning run. Of course Bucky’d slip on wet leaves on the pavement precisely this morning, and of fucking course Captain America would just happen to be around to catch him at just the right time. Bucky’s seeing red.

            “I’m sorry,” Captain America says, and it’s extremely unfair just how genuine and how much like a kicked puppy he looks.

            Christ, Bucky wants to punch him.

            - - - - -

            Steve’s been living in PR hell.

            He’s spent the past weeks “saving” girls and boys alike from getting hit by a bicycle, or fainting, or a fuckton of equally stupid shit.

            The second anyone spots Captain America, there’ll suddenly be some kind of dangerous situation going down, and someone hoping Cap will carry them bridal style to safety and maybe fall head over heels in love with them in the process.

            Steve is tired and done and ready to get back in the ice for another few decades, and shares Pepper’s worries that someone might actually put themself in real danger soon.

            “We should handle this before it gets worse,” Nat says. And Steve agrees, of course, but he just doesn’t know how.

            “Just marry the guy,” Clint suggests.

            Steve almost chokes to death on his own spit.

            “WHAT?”

            Clint shrugs. “Why not? Half the world already thinks you’re dating…”

            “Clint, he hates me…”

            “Only cause people keep pestering him about this. If you two get married it’ll be a circus, but then it’ll blow over. He can’t even do his job right now, right? So you pay the guy for the trouble, yadda yadda, then when this is over you two get a quick divorce, and that’s it. Problem solved.”

            For two minutes, no one else opens their mouth. Then:

            “He’s got a point…”

            “Tony, no,” Steve whines.

            “You saw the footage, how he was helping those civilians… If you have to marry someone, he’s not a bad candidate,” Nat says, and then smirks. “Plus, he’s cute.”

            Steve already knows he’s lost this battle, but that doesn’t help him feel any better about this. Yes, he’s cute. Yes, he’s a brave and kind and smart guy. Yes, Steve could very easily pretend to be married to him for a while and yes it’d help them both. None of that’s the problem.

            The problem is that he kind of really likes the guy.

            The problem is that the guy hates him.

            This is a really, really bad idea.

            Chewbacca And Han Solo (Jughead Jones Imagine)

            Originally posted by riverrdxle

            Word Count : 3728

            A/N: A small disagreement escalates into something Jughead regrets from the minute he says it. But in the time of need, good will always win.

            Warnings: Swearing


            “No.”

            “Please?”

            “No.”

            “Pretty please?”

            “Again…no.”

            “What about- “

            “Nah-uh.”

            “Y/N I AM BEGGING YOU!”

            You put your hand on you hip, “There is actually no way in hell am I wearing that.”

            Jughead sighed, “Why? What’s wrong with it?”

            “You want me to tell you what’s wrong with wanting me to wear a Chewbacca outfit to a party that our whole year will be at?” You asked with raised eyebrows, not understanding where the hell your dumbass boyfriend got that idea from.

            “Well, we can’t both be Han Solo!” He defended, throwing his hands in the air as if it was obvious.

            You scoffed. This was the biggest party in your whole social life, you looked forward to it every year. It was hosted by the one and only Cheryl Blossom and the rule was: no fancy dress = no entrance. The past years you had outdone yourself, staring off with Jasmine from Aladdin, followed by a hippie with the full flower-power theme the next, and last year you topped it off with dressing as Bellatrix Lestrange. Now this time around, you had to do even better, which meant definitely not wearing the Chewbacca costume that Jughead wanted you to.

            He had brought up the idea moments ago, you were currently at lunch in the student common room, surrounded by the usual group of Archie, Betty, Veronica, Kevin, Jughead and yourself. The people you called your “best friends” all had different reactions to Jugheads couple costume idea. Veronica was looking shocked at the thought of you wearing a furry-onesie to the highest social class event of the year, Kevin nodding and agreeing with her argument that she was loudly spreading to the rest of the group. Archie was in deep conversation with Jughead about the style of his costume and planning a trip the town costume shop for a plastic gun to take royal place as Han Solos weapon. And Betty was in awe at the ‘adorable’ thought of a couple-costume.

            You on the other hand, thought it was preposterous.

            “Sorry to burst your bubble Juggie,” you shrugged sarcastically, placing a comforting hand on his shoulder, “but I would rather get a sticky maple from Chuck than wear a Chewbacca costume in public…or ever.”

            Little did you know, that once you had said your final word and started to have a conversation with Veronica about your actual costume, Jugheads’ heart sunk. He was excited about this, the first time he wanted to do something publicly to show that you were his, and you had turned down his idea.

            All he wanted to do was show the other guys that nobody was to touch you.

            Looking up from your conversation with Ronnie, you noticed your boyfriend’s sunken eyes that were focused on the floor. He couldn’t be that affected by a simple costume, could he? It was just a costume, a silly outfit that he was taking way to personally to heart.

            Jughead looked up and met your loving eyes with a cold stare.
            “Fine, you would rather have a fun time with Chuck, then he can take you to the party.” Jughead stated
            aggressively.

            You were stunned, and as were the others it seemed because they suddenly fell quiet from their various conversations.

            “What are you talking about, Juggie?” You laughed lightly, confused with the sudden turn of events.

            He scoffed, “Well you obviously don’t care about me, so Chuck can take you. I’m not going.”

            Archie place a hand on his elbow, “Jug don’t be an idiot- “

            Jughead shrugged him away and stared accusingly at you. You started to felt your blood boil at his sudden accusations and rudeness.

            “Where is, this coming from?” You asked with pure shock laced in your tone.

            Of course, you cared about him, he was the one person you loved more than life for god’s sake!

            “You always have to have your own way! Nothing nice for anyone else,” Jughead accused, his words becoming harsher than expected.

            The way he stared at you with a cold, hard glare hurt inside and you could see the tears start to form at the bottom of your waterline, but there was no way you were going to start crying here in front of all the people.

            “Fine,” you shouted back, “I will go with Chuck.”

            Veronica started to say your name in a rushed tone to make you see reason, but you ignored it.

            “I will go with Chuck, because I don’t want to go with someone who overreacts about a costume party and starts making accusations!” You furiously said with the anger you felt being clear in your face.

            But Jugheads expression only grew angrier and suddenly, you were frightened of losing him forever.

            “Well that’s good then because I don’t want to go with someone who doesn’t care about anyone but herself and acts like goddamn royalty and superior, but is actually just a fake and never gets anything right. Because guess, what I hate people like that, and guess what again, that is a definition of you.”

            He spat out the words like poison, and the way they stung your heart certainly felt like it. Your stomach felt heavy, as if all the broken pieces of you heart and fallen. A single tear rolled down your cheek and the vison of Jughead was blurred.

            But when he saw how much damage his words caused and how he had just destroyed anything the two of you had, the anger inside his bones was washed away and instead, he was filled with regret.
            He hated the fact he had hurt you, the way he has just broken the person he loved and needed to get by.

            “Y/N, I’m sorry, I did-“He began to stutter with remorse obvious in his voice. His eyes met yours but you looked away. It hurt to do so.

            “No, it’s ok, you made your feelings pretty clear,” you spoke clearly, brushing the tears way with the palm of your hand and picking your back up from the couch. Without another word, you left the room.

            You were closely followed by Veronica and Betty after they both started at Jughead with confusion and frustration plastered on their face and left the room, running after you to make sure you were ok. Kev left behind them, but not before putting a hand on Jugs shoulder to show he cared for him, but the fact he left to come after you showed he was concerned for you more than Jughead. Archie was still sat on the couch, just staring at his best friend as he had a mental battle with himself.

            Jughead was furious with himself at the way he had overreacted and hurt you so deeply. He never meant for it to go that far, and his heart hurt at the idea of you crying somewhere feeling damaged and defeated.

            Archie rose to his feet and looked Jughead straight in the eyes. No matter how much he wanted to say something to make his best friend feel better, to make him ok and tell him that there was a light at the tunnel. Archie desperately wanted to tell him that you two would make up and you would forgive him, but he couldn’t. Instead he picked up his back and made an exit for the door.

            Jug’s eyes followed him out, and when Archie stopped he was hopeful that his best friend was going to be there for him in the time of need.

            But all that came from Archie’s mouth was:

            “You really fucked up this time, mate.”

            And he left.

            Jughead just sighed.

            “Yeah,” he mumbled to himself. “I know.”

            The tears in your eyes started to fall quicker and quicker as you stormed down the school corridors, looking for one person in particular. And when you saw him, you knew exactly what to do.

            “Hey, Chuck!” You yelled down to him. Chuck was standing next to Reggie, and when he heard his named called, he turned around quickly. Your eyes met each other’s and you felt a sickening felling grow in your stomach.

            “Hey, babe,” he smirked, throwing an arm around your shoulder, “what’s up?”

            You shrugged his arm off – it wasn’t the same loving feeling as Jugheads. Chucks simple gesture felt dangerous, and you suddenly wanted to back out from making a mistake.

            But there was no way you could go back to Jughead, not after he had hurt you like that.

            So, gathering up courage, you managed to force out the words.

            “Do you want to go to Cheryl’s party with me?” You spoke through gritted teeth, trying not to think about the fact you should be doing this with Jughead and not a play boy like Chuck.

            You heard running from behind you and saw Betty and Veronica nearing where you were.

            Betty placed a heartfelt hand on your elbow, trying to pull you away from Chuck, but your shrugged her off, “Don’t do this Y/N, you know Jughead didn’t mean it- “

            “Shut up, Betty!” You spat out, not intending for it to come out quite so rude, “Sorry, it’s just that Jughead has made his feelings clear, so I’m going to take his advice.” You said, looking them in their eyes and trying to show them that you knew what you were doing.

            Chuck pulled you back into his side and smirked down at you, “Yeah baby, we can go together, and after we can have a little fun.” He laughed and whispered in your ear.

            Your stomach grew tighter as you felt your breakfast almost making a re-appearance. You forced a smile and just nodded at Chuck, pulling yourself out of his arms and walking towards a worried looking
            Betty and a confused looking Ronnie.

            “Jughead made up his mind,” you defended yourself, biting back the tears that were ready to be unleashed, “and now so have I.”

            But of course, your heart took over and the tears began to spill once more. Veronica quickly pulled you into her arms, the comforting smell of her Yves Saint Laurent perfume making you feel safe for the moment. Betty joined in, and the three of you remained silently hugging in the middle of the hallway. Unbeknownst to you, Kevin and Archie has witnessed the entire matter, and when they noticed what was happening between you all, rushed over to be part of the group hug.

            ‘These people are here for me’ you thought to yourself. But no matter how much you wanted to be happy at that moment, you couldn’t.

            Because your heart was shattered, and unfortunately, the only person who could fix it was the person who destroyed it in the first place.

            And little did you know, that very same person was watching all his friends comfort you in the middle of the hallway, whilst you cried quietly because of something he did.

            And he was determined to make it right.

            —3 DAYS LATER—–

            Saturday night. Party night.

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            I know your best was still your worst by perfchan

            Their relationship (Keith mentally balks at the word; he doesn’t have a relationship with Lance, they tolerate each other. That’s how they’ve always been, that’s how they will always continue to be, right? Right.), their ‘relationship’ has been treading further and further into unfamiliar territory since Keith took on the title of leader. Reasonable criticism, supportive suggestions, banter with more affection than bite… as soon as the Black Lion made her choice, Lance seems to be fully committed to Keith as the leader.

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            Everything has Changed by lunarella

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            Keith just has to try really, really hard not to fall in love on the way.

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            It’s intense, he realizes, being loved by Keith Kogane.

            just a stranger in the stars by Resamille

            Lance is very observant.

            Not.

            He doesn’t notice the knowing looks Shiro gives him after a day of training, the exasperated sigh from Pidge after some team bonding exercise, or the way Hunk rebalances conversations with an easy slide towards mentions of Keith. He doesn’t notice Allura’s smirk when she catches him flirting with a (pretty) distinctly male alien, and he doesn’t notice the shift in weight of Coran’s hand on his shoulder when he’s found staring at the holomap and Keith’s name breathes past his lips.

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            A Commutual Contract by SKayLanphear

            After a terrifying experience during which Lance, seemingly, dies, Keith is haunted by horrible nightmares of holding his comrade in his arms while he took his final breath. To the point where he can’t sleep unless he knows for absolute certain that Lance is alive.

            And while the attention is surprising, Lance doesn’t really have a problem with Keith checking up on him. Or the fact that Keith only seems totally comforted when he can cuddle Lance close and hear his heart beat. After all, there’s nothing wrong with two bros cuddling.

            I Wish You Were Mine by Reader115

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            10 reasons to ship bughead:))

            1. The way they stand next to each other 😫💦wow
            2. The nonexistent chemistry. #goals
            3. A lesbian and an aroace male? Perfect together😫
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            5. How forced their feelings are!! Just so adorable :’)
            6. It’s just such a new concept. A white, straight couple? Groundbreaking.
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            8. The aroace erasure of jughead😍😍 cause it’s not like that’s one of the biggest aspects of his personality or anything
            9. How Betty completely disregards the kiss and goes back to the murder case, barely acknowledging it❤
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            Mouth o’ Mine

            Harry X Reader: Angst, smut

            In which Harry’s no good with his words but he sure is good with his mouth.

            Request? Yes:

            some harry face sitting action maybe?

            Author’s note: This is a continuation of “Mess o’ Mine.” I would suggest reading that first, if you haven’t already. I thought this was gonna be the end but then I fucked up so… there’s also a part 3. Hope you enjoy! I did!

            Part 1: Mess o’ Mine // Part 3: Mind o’ Mine


            You’ve been running through the events that have occurred, confused at the escalation and the outcome. No issues have been resolved, and there wasn’t really a conversation or discussion. You don’t know any more than you did when you heard Harry singing your poems. Has he used your writing in more songs on his album?  Has he read your whole journal? God, you hope not. One poem is bad enough.

            Harry hasn’t been around, hasn’t tried calling for the two weeks since he showed up on your doorstep. You’ve flipped the channel whenever he shows up on your television and scrolled at record speed when he’s popped up on your social media feeds. Maybe you should feel relieved and cleansed of his toxicity, but you don’t. Instead, you feel a little broken, like your stomach is splintering into pieces, and your mind still feels split open. Not only that, but you can smell him, feel the weight of him on top of you, taste the foreign flavor of his mouth. This isn’t what you need.

            A whole other wave of confusion has rolled over you in terms of your relationship with Harry, if there still is one. The two of you have crossed a line without any prior thought or contemplation. Years upon years of friendship have been threatened, and you’re not even sure how it happened. Why did he kiss you? How did the two of you end up in bed, naked between the sheets? If you were confused about it before, trying to figure things out has only worsened your introspection.

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            Angel in the Darkness (M) pt.9

            Originally posted by aestheticvbts

            Summary: After a patient urgently pleads you to go and help a friend of his, you naively agree to it. Little did you know, that you would get more than what you agreed to, when he leads you to a brothel, to help a dangerous prostitute named Jeon Jungkook.

            Pairing: Jungkook x Reader (ft. Jin, but not romantically)

            Word count: 4.3k

            Genre: Smut (M), angst, mafia!au, prostitution!au

            A/N:This is a dark and filthy story! Graphic descriptions of sex (oral, penetration, etc), heavy dom/sub undertones, drug use, vulgar language use… This is a mature read! You have been warned!

            part 1 | part 2 | part 3 | part 4 | part 5 | part 6 | part 7 | part 8 | part 9



            “You lied to me!” the 15yr old Jungkook screeched in agony. He couldn’t stop the salty tears from streaming down his puffy face, as he looked at his older brother with pure hatred.

            Jin, lifelessly looked at his youngest sibling and sighed in an annoyed tone, “What was I supposed to tell you?”

            “The truth!” the doe eyed boy spat.

            “It doesn’t work like that Jungkook, especially in this family.”

            “Family?!” Jungkook laughed, sounding as if he had gone insane. “You think I’d call this a family?!”

            At that, Jin closed his eyes in frustration – he knew that it was never easy for any of them to find out the truth, but Jungkook was by far taking it the worse. He recalled the others had shown great anger momentarily, but then they would get over it. Hell, even him himself hadn’t shown any emotions when his father told him the truth about his own mother. But maybe that was because Jungkook was different from the rest of them. He still… felt emotion, he still cared for others, and hadn’t become a cold-hearted machine that followed orders like the rest of them did.

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            Derek is being pressured by his family to pick a mate, and somehow stumbles into a choice that they didn’t expect and aren’t sure they approve of….

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            He doesn’t know his name, he doesn’t know who he is, and neither does the werewolf he’s on the run with. But he’s pretty sure they hunt monsters, because they seem to be really good at it.

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            Derek is Scott’s older brother. Stiles is Scott’s best friend. Derek is falling in love with Stiles. This is a bit of a problem.

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            Don’t Speak by fatale

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            This is the story of werewolf Derek Hale and human Stiles Stilinski: two people who grew up in the same town but completely different worlds, their realities split by the war between men and wolves.

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            Studio

            Hoseok is stressed about his upcoming mixtape, so you decide to swing by his studio and help him relax.

            pairing: hoseok x reader
            genre: smut, fluff
            wordcount: 5k
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            You hadn’t seen Hoseok in a week.

            For the two of you, a week was a long time. You were missing him. You had quickly gotten used to your routine with Hoseok since he had returned from the tour a few months ago. You both worked during the day and you shared your evenings together. It was your nights with Hoseok that you missed.

            You had grown accustomed to falling asleep to his soft snores and reaching over to poke him abruptly when his snores were too loud. You had quickly adapted to how you would both wake up sometimes in the middle of the night, suddenly overcome with lust, needing each other right then and there. In fact, those were some of your favourite nights with Hoseok, when at 3am, he had you moaning with your underwear around your knees, and his hands wrapped around your neck and your stomach as he made love to you. 

            Of course there were harder nights with Hoseok- nights when he was so exhausted he practically collapsed into bed, saying nothing, just wanting to hold you close to him. Or the nights when you would fight, arguing about small things that didn’t really matter, the two of you falling asleep prickly with irritation. Nevertheless, you appreciated all of your nights with Hoseok, the difficult ones, and of course, the good ones. You knew quality time with Hoseok was rare, so having your nights with him was something you valued. 

            So when seven nights passed without Hoseok, seven lonely nights, you were all too acutely aware of just how badly you were missing him.

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            The Game (Ethan Dolan)

            Originally posted by punishmedolans

            Ethan Dolan was the boy your mother warned you about. He was the bad boy who could lure you in with a single smile. Of course nobody listened to their mother and fell for him anyways. He got what he wanted and then moved on to the next one. I was probably the only one who listened to my mother, and Ethan hated that. I swore to myself I wouldn’t fall for his games, but boy did he try! Grayson was my best friend so every time I went over to their place Ethan was there trying to win me over with his pretty boy charm.

            “Gray, I’m here to help you.” I yelled as I entered their apartment.

            Grayson texted me this morning asking me to come over and help him edit the new video for their youtube channel. Of course I accepted even though that meant I’d have to deal with Ethan. It wasn’t that I hated Ethan, well never mind I totally hated him.

            “I’ve got a problem, can you help me?” Ethan asked suddenly appearing behind me.

            I rolled my eyes trying to ignore the obnoxious boy.

            “Grayson!” I called again.

            “He’s at the warehouse." Ethan said.

            I went to walk out of the door but Ethan grabbed my arm.

            "He didn’t exactly invite you over today.” He said with that stupid playboy smirk on his face.

            “you’ve got to be kidding me.” I groaned feeling the steam come out of my ears.

            “I used his phone to text you because I knew you wouldn’t accept my invite but you would accept Grayson’s." Ethan said.

            "okay, I’m out of here.” I said rolling my eyes trying to walk away again.

            Ethan ran in front of me blocking me from leaving.

            “Now that you here why don’t you hang out with me? I mean what could be better than hanging out with Ethan Dolan?” He scoffed fixing the collar of his shirt.

            “I could think of a million things better than hanging out with you.” I said crossing my arms over my chest.

            Ethan chuckled before flashing his smile. I’ll have to admit his smile was breathtaking that’s probably why all the girls fell for it. I mentally scolded myself for thinking this way.

            “Come on Y/N we both know you don’t mean that." Ethan smirked.

            "Yes I do now move.” I said getting annoyed now.

            “make me move.” He smirked.

            “How about I just punch you instead?” I asked putting my hands on my hips.

            “feisty, I like it.” He smirked.

            “Y/N?”

            I turned around relieved to see Grayson who was looking rather confused.

            “what are you doing here?” He asked giving me a hug.

            “your brother messaged me from your phone saying you needed my help with editing.” I said rolling my eyes.

            “guilty.” Ethan smirked.

            Grayson rolled his eyes checking his phone.

            “don’t worry, I’ll put a lock on my phone so that doesn’t happen again.” Grayson said ignoring Ethan.

            “oh come on Gray it was a harmless gesture. I just wanted to hang out with a beautiful girl.” Ethan said raising his hands in defense.

            “well now that you’re here want to hang out with just me?” Grayson asked making sure to emphasize the just him part.

            I nodded my head following him to his room. Thankfully Ethan got the hint and didn’t follow us.

            “I’m sorry about him.” Grayson said turning on Netflix.

            “It’s fine Gray, really.” I said shrugging my shoulders.

            “He makes me so mad sometimes. He gets all the girls and then he treats them like crap. He’s stolen all of my girlfriends, and now girls only talk to me to get closer to E. Even worse I feel like people only come to our channel for Ethan.” Grayson confessed.

            “I hope you know I’m not like that G. I like hanging out with you, just you. Besides the Dolan twins would be nothing without you I mean it’s not called the Ethan Dolan channel.” I said giving him a smile.

            “I know, and you have no idea how much you rock for that.” He said giving me a hug.

            “so Hawaiian pizza and Netflix?” I asked giving him a smile.

            “would we be best friends if we did anything else?” He asked laughing.

            Grayson and I watched Netflix and ate pizza for a couple hours before I decided to go home. I gave Grayson a hug before walking out of his bedroom. Ethan sat on the couch with his tongue down some girls throat.

            “get a room.” I scoffed covering my eyes.

            I heard Ethan laughing as he pulled away from the girl.

            “why you jealous?” Ethan asked.

            “as if.” I scoffed.

            “who’s she?” the girl spoke up.

            “oh just some girl who has a huge crush on me but I turned her down.” Ethan told the girl.

            “please like you could handle me?” I sassed putting my hands on my hips.

            “is that a challenge?” Ethan asked standing in front of me.

            Ethan was unbelievably attractive which made me hate him even more. We stared each other down. I wasn’t going to fall in to his trap.

            “uh Ethan?” the girl spoke up from the couch.

            “not now Natalie.” Ethan said.

            “It’s Naomi.” She scoffed.

            “I don’t care.” He sassed back.

            “You’re pathetic.” I said rolling my eyes at him.

            “ouch babe that hurt.” He said putting a hand over his heart.

            “congratulations you have a dick, doesn’t mean you have to act like one.” I said glaring at him.

            “if I wanted a bitch, I would’ve bought a dog.” Ethan sassed back.

            “I’m sorry, was I meant to be offended? The only thing that really irks me is your face.” I said glaring directly at him.

            “You’re just jealous because I have a line of girls waiting to be with me.” He said very confidently.

            I looked over at Naomi who was just staring uncomfortably.

            “Naomi, is it? You might want to get out now, Ethan here thinks it’s cool to break hearts and he feels no remorse about it. He’s a player, and you’re better off without him." I said looking at the girl.

            Naomi looked at me and then at Ethan.

            "wow clearly you two have some unresolved chemistry, I’m just going to go, bye Ethan.” Naomi said before leaving.

            I rolled my eyes. Unresolved chemistry my ass!

            “and that’s my cue to leave.” I said walking towards the door but again Ethan stopped me.

            “I’m a player huh?” He asked like he didn’t already know.

            “you didn’t know, not surprising.” I said rolling my eyes.

            “well then, If I’m such a player than let’s play a game. Let’s sweet talk, let’s play fight, let’s talk 24/7, let’s tell each other good morning and goodnight everyday, let’s give each other nicknames, let’s flirt, let’s cuddle, let’s go on dates, let’s hug and kiss, and the first one that falls in love with the other person loses.” Ethan proposed.

            I didn’t even have to think about it before answering.

            “no way in hell am I doing any of that with you.” I growled.

            “why? afraid you’re going to fall in love with me?” He smirked.

            Ethan Dolan was not afraid to push my buttons and honestly it was kind of hot. WAIT WHAT ARE YOU SAYING YOU HATE HIM!

            “please, the only person falling in love will be you with me.” I said getting in his face.

            “then I guess it’s on.” He said getting back in my face.

            “oh it’s on, and when you fall in love with me I can’t wait to break your heart and give you a taste of your own medicine.” I seethed.

            What in the hell was I agreeing too? Ethan knew that making me mad would work that little asshole! Ethan bit his lip looking at me. Suddenly he put his lips on mine kissing me. I quickly pushed him off giving him a what the hell look.

            “I said let’s hug and kiss, you know unless my kissing affects you that much.” He said confidently.

            I grabbed the back of his head smashing his lips on mine. He was surprised at first but kissed me back. He licked my lip asking for entrance but I didn’t allow it. Ethan grabbed my butt squeezing it making me gasp. He took that time to slip his tongue in my mouth. Our tongues fought for dominance and surprisingly mine won. I backed Ethan up until he was forced to sit on the couch. I straddled his lap not breaking our kiss. I could feel him growing harder underneath me as I was grinding on his lap. He went to kiss me deeper but I pulled away leaving him wanting more. I got off of his lap now fully seeing how turned on he was.

            “oops, did I do that.” I smirked pointing to Ethan’s growing erection.

            He rolled his eyes grabbing a pillow to cover his crotch. 

            “please, you don’t affect me at all.” Ethan said.

            “that says otherwise.” I said grabbing the pillow he was using to cover up how turned on he really was.

            He rolled his eyes glaring at me.

            “It’s okay, two can play at this game.” He smirked.

            “what the hell does that mean?” I asked.

            “oh you’ll find out pretty girl. I can’t wait to win this game.” He said standing up.

            “well you won’t win so keep on dreaming.” I said glaring at him.

            I walked towards the door opening it, waiting for Ethan to say something else but he didn’t. I turned around giving him an annoyed look.

            “what no annoying comments?” I asked.

            “you’re cute.” Ethan said giving me a smile.

            I scoffed rolling my eyes before walking out the door. The worst part was, I felt my heart racing at his words. An that smile, god that smile killed me. I drove home trying to get my mind off of Ethan Dolan. I lied awake fantasizing about his perfect lips. Ethan may be the biggest douche bag to walk this planet but I can’t say he isn’t good at what he does. His lips fit mine so perfectly, it drove me crazy. I woke up the next morning with a text from Ethan.

            Ethan: good morning my beautiful princess <3

            : your princess? baby boy I don’t belong to anyone.

            Ethan: How’d you sleep? Have any dreams about me?

            : ha you wish. I didn’t think about you at all, why were you thinking about me?

            of course I wouldn’t admit to Ethan that I was up all night thinking about him. His ego is already inflated enough.

            Ethan: how could I not think about you? You’re incredibly beautiful and everything I’ve ever wanted in a girl.

            I could feel the breath hitch in my throat. Nobody had ever said something that nice too me. I keep forgetting who were talking about here, it’s Ethan Dolan he probably says that to every girl he talks too. Why wasn’t he sassing me back though? It was no fun unless he reacted to it. So many thoughts were swirling in my mind that I realized I hadn’t answered his text.

            :how many times have you used that line on a girl.

            Ethan: You’re cute when you’re fighting my affection. So ready for our date today?

            : date? since when do we have a date?

            Ethan: since that was part of the game remember? Don’t worry I already planned everything out, just make sure you wear something casual.

            I didn’t know why but a small smile formed on my face as I thought of Ethan planning a date for us.

            : ugh fine, when should I be ready?

            Ethan: that’s the spirit, and I’ll pick you up in an hour!

            I rolled my eyes putting down my phone. What was I getting myself into? I looked through my clothes trying on a couple different outfits. If I were hanging out with Grayson I would just throw on a sweatshirt and some sweatpants. Why was I trying so hard? Since when did I care what Ethan thought about me? Eventually I settled for some white skinny jeans and a black and white crop top with sandals. I finished my look with some light makeup and added a black bow in my hair. My phone lit up with a text from Grayson.

            Grayson: hey want to hang out today? Ethan won’t be here, he’s taking some poor girl on a date.“

            I felt bad. I was probably the only girl that Grayson talked to anymore and here I was going behind his back with his twin brother.

            : sorry Gray, I have plans but maybe later?

            Grayson: yeah that sounds great! I’ll message you later! 

            I was about to respond when there was a knock on my door. I opened it to reveal a smiling Ethan. He was holding a single rose.

            "for you princess.” He said handing me the rose.

            I rolled my eyes muttering a thank you. Damn he was really trying. I walked over to my kitchen putting the rose in a vase of water. I was trying not to stare at Ethan but I couldn't deny he looked good. He wore ripped skinny jeans, a fitted t-shirt and his black vans.

            “alright let’s just get today over with.” I said blowing a piece of hair from my face.

            Ethan smiled extending his hand for me to take. I gave him a look.

            “the game is to act like a couple, and couples hold hands.” He said grabbing my hand an intertwining our fingers.

            I would be lying if I said I didn’t like it even a little bit. He opened my car door waiting for me to get in. Before he let go of my hand he placed a light kiss on it making me blush ever so slightly. He got in the car starting it up.

            “so where are we going on this date, that is totally not a date.” I asked glancing over at him.

            “well one it is a date and two it's a surprise.” He said not taking his eyes off the road.

            “It’s not a date and I hate surprises.” I muttered.

            “It is a date and trust me you’ll like this one.” He said smiling.

            I sighed looking out the window. After a couple of minutes of just silence I felt Ethan grab my hand again intertwining our fingers. 

            “you look beautiful today, but you look beautiful everyday.” He said finally glancing at me.

            Wow. Reading that in a text is one thing, but the words actually coming out of Ethan’s mouth made my heart race. I couldn’t fall for him, and I definitely wasn’t losing this game. I mean that’s what this was all about after all.

            “You don’t look too bad yourself Ethan. In fact as soon as I saw you in my doorway I was thinking some impure thoughts.” I purred.

            Ethan’s grip on the steering wheel got tighter as he bit his lip. I laughed to myself Y/N one, Ethan zero. I wasn’t done pushing it though. I removed my hand from his and placed it on his thigh. I started rubbing it ever so slightly making him shiver. Ethan gave me a look and honestly I was dying to know what was going on in his head right now.

            “you’re trying to kill me Y/N.” Ethan breathed.

            “oops.” I smirked moving my hand off his thigh.

            He lets out a shaky breath making me laugh again. Ethan was making this too easy.

            “and we’re here.” He said pulling the car into a parking lot.

            I looked out at the pier surrounded by the beautiful water. I couldn’t fight the smile that appeared on my face. I hated him but he did know how to impress a girl. 

            “do you like it?” He asked.

            I looked over at him and he was giving me a hopeful look.

            “we’ll see.” I said smirking.

            He got out of the car running over to my side and opening my door.

            “so what are we doing here?” I asked looking at how beautiful the view was.

            “well I thought we could take a boat out and have a picnic on the water.” Ethan said grabbing my hand once again.

            I felt myself blushing. No one has ever put in this much effort to take me on a date before.

            “I can’t believe I’m saying this but that actually sounds like fun.” I said looking at him shyly.

            “hold on did thee Y/N just compliment me? Hallelujah it’s a great day!” Ethan yelled earning strange looks from other people on the pier.  

            “don’t get used to it Dolan.” I said rolling my eyes.

            He laughed before walking us down the pier. He held my hand the entire time. I looked up at him feeling my heart race again. Why do the bad boys always look so good? It wasn’t fair. I saw that Ethan was staring back at me.

            “take a picture Dolan it will last longer.” I scoffed.

            “you know what that’s a great idea.” He said taking his phone out and snapping a picture of me.

            “I didn’t mean it literally.” I said laughing a little.

            “well I need a picture to prove that angels truly exist.” He smirked bumping his shoulder into mine.

            “ooh that was bad E, I thought you had better game than that.” I said laughing at him.

            For once his flirting wasn’t annoying the crap out of me.

            “oh baby this is just the beginning.” He said.

            We arrived at the end of the pier where the boats were parked. Ethan got the boat keys out of his pocket before stepping into a cute little white boat. He held out his hand helping me in, but me being me tripped and fell. Before I could hit the ground I felt two strong arms wrap around me. I looked up to see Ethan smirking.

            “looks like you’re already falling for me.” He joked.

            I cracked up laughing as I steadied myself.

            “now that was better.” I said still laughing.

            “you know it’s been five minutes and you haven’t insulted me once.” He said starting up the boat.

            “Hey Ethan?” I asked

            “what?” He responded.

            “you’re an idiot.” I said smirking at him.

            “there she is, that’s the girl I know.” He laughed.

            He pulled the boat away, speeding across the water. I sat there in silence letting the wind blow through my hair. It was actually kind of peaceful, you know if I wasn’t with Ethan. I couldn’t see any sign of land now, we were just surrounded by water and each other. Ethan stopped the boat just letting it float on the waves. He stared at me as I stared at the view.

            “why do you keep doing that.” I asked looking at him.

            “doing what?” He asked playing dumb.

            “staring at me? and if you say it’s because you think I’m beautiful, I’m going to punch you.” I threatened.

            Ethan laughed before looking at me again.

            “I guess I’m just trying to figure you out, you’re different, not what I expected.” He said coming over and taking the seat beside me.

            “I don’t like to do what people expect. Then they expect it all the time and are disappointed when you change.” I said shrugging my shoulders.

            “so if you disappoint them from the start you’re covered.” He said laughing.

            “yeah something like that.” I laughed along too.

            “well then you screwed up.” Ethan said scooting closer to me.

            “how?” I asked.

            “well you’ve never disappointed me.” He said dangerously close to my face.

            I didn’t know what I was doing, it’s as if I wasn’t in control of my body. Ethan leaned down placing his lips on mine and I let him. This kiss was just as good as the first one. This time however, I was the one licking his lip asking for entrance which of course he allowed. I don’t know what was coming over me but I couldn’t stop myself. Ethan gripped my hips bringing me closer to him. I shivered at his touch on my bare skin. I knew I had to stop this before it went any farther. I placed my hands on his chest pushing him back a little bit.

            “we should eat, don’t want that food to go to waste.” I said slowing my breathing.

            He nodded his head pulling out the picnic basket. Inside he had all my favorite foods. We ate in silence, the whole time Ethan just stared at me and I stared back at him. I couldn’t help but blush. To be honest, I’ve never even had a boyfriend before and certainly no one who put this much effort in to spending a day with me. I shouldn’t feel special though, I had to remember he was only good at what he does because he's had a lot of practice. I sighed and let my eyes wander out to the water. A pod of dolphins were swimming right near our boat.

            “look dolphins!” I said rushing towards the side of the boat.

            I watched the dolphins swim gracefully through the water. Ethan got up joining me too.

            “wow it’s beautiful.” Ethan said admiring the sea creatures.

            I looked over at Ethan, he looked like a little boy seeing something for the first time, for once he had real emotion behind his eyes. Suddenly a rough wave hit the side of the boat sending me straight in the water. I started to panic, I couldn’t swim. I struggled in the water before I felt myself slowly sinking.

            “Y/N!” Ethan screamed.

             He ripped his shirt off before diving in the water. He grabbed me by my waist pulling my head above water.

            “Ethan I can’t swim.” I cried out.

            “It’s okay I got you.” He said swimming towards the boat.

            Ethan pushed me back up on the boat before pulling himself up. He rushed over taking my face in his hands.

            “are you okay.” He asked stroking my cheeks with his thumbs.

            I coughed up a little bit of water before nodding my head slowly. I felt embarrassed.  

            “you scared the hell out of me do you know that?” Ethan said looking in my eyes.

            I looked back in his eyes. They looked genuine, like he was really worried about me. Maybe I had him all wrong. Maybe he wasn’t the terrible person I made him out to be. Maybe I was the terrible person.

            “I would’ve let me drown if I were you, from how mean I’ve been to you.” I said giving him a small smile, my voice still a little hoarse.

            “what are you crazy? then I would have to start taking out girls who actually like me.” He joked sitting beside me.

            “please like you could find any.” I said laying my head on his shoulder.

            “see who needs affection when you have blind hatred.” He said wrapping an arm around me.

            “you know I don’t actually hate you right?” I said lifting my head to look at him.

            “honestly you could’ve fooled me.” He said looking down at me.

            “I just think it isn’t fair that you make girls fall for you and then crush them by moving on to someone else. You know you can get any girl you want and you use that to your advantage.” I said honestly.

            Ethan looked down at his feet like he was contemplating what I had just said.

            “You’re right I am an asshole and a player but it’s only because I know what I want. I’m looking for something real and all the girls I’ve been with haven’t been real with me. They only want to be with me because they think I’m good looking, or because they like guys that are muscular, or because Gray and I are famous now. Nobody has ever liked me for me, so I feel like I have to put on this bad boy act to keep myself from getting hurt.” He admitted still looking down at the ground.

            Wow. I didn’t think there was any depth to Ethan but here he was pouring his heart out to me.

            “Ethan, I don’t know what to say.” I admitted looking at the boy.

            “plus, I can’t get any girl I want. I want you and you seem to be quite the challenge.” He said smirking.

            I rolled my eyes, gosh he was cheesy.

            “I’m not an easy prize to be won Ethan Dolan you’ll have to try harder than that.” I said laughing. 

            “not everyone can be an expert at love Y/N.” He said looking at me.

            I was the one looking at my feet now.

            “actually, I’ve never even had a boyfriend.” I said looking up at his surprised face.

            “wait you’re serious?” He said still in shock.

            “Is it that surprising?” I asked suddenly feeling self conscious.

            “well yeah, I mean you’re perfect. You’re beautiful, smart, and funny. Any guy would be crazy not to want to go out with you.” He said.

            I could feel the heat return to my cheeks.

            “do you really mean that Ethan, or are you just saying that to win the game?” I said laughing a little.

            “I mean every single word." 

            He leaned down quickly pecking me on the lips. It was simple but I think that was my favorite kiss we shared only because it was full of raw emotion. Ethan and I just sat and talked for what felt like hours. We told each other embarrassing stories from when we were little and talked about our favorite things. I didn’t realize how late it had gotten until my phone lit up with a text from Grayson.

            Grayson: are you done with your thing? I’m bored and need my best friend. Ethan hasn’t texted me either, it must be going well with the girl. Poor, stupid girl doesn’t know what she’s getting in to.

            "oh no!” I said looking at my phone.

            “what’s wrong?” Ethan asked.

            “I told Grayson we could hang out later tonight.” I said.

            Ethan looked out at the water clenching his jaw.

            “so you and Grayson huh.” He said still looking at the water.

            “why are you jealous?” I asked smirking.

            “no, why would I be jealous. This is a game remember. I could care less who you talk too.” He snapped starting up the boat.

            I was taken back. What happened to the sweet boy from a couple of seconds ago?

            “clearly someone is on their period.” I said rolling my eyes.

            “whatever.” Ethan growled.

            We sat in silence the rest of the way back to the pier. He stopped the boat hopping out to the pier. He didn’t wait for me and started to walk away. I can’t believe how ignorant he was being! I jumped out of the boat nearly falling in the water again. I had to run down the pier to keep up with him. He got in the car slamming the door shut.

            “what is your problem?” I snapped.

            “I don’t have a problem.” He snapped back.

            I rolled my eyes turning away from him. I felt a tear roll down my cheek. I was starting to believe he wasn’t a complete asshole but he just ruined that. He took the turn to go to his house making me alarmed.

            “where are you going?” I asked.

            “to our house, you said your hanging out with Grayson.” He growled.

            “No you have to take me home first, I can’t show up with you then he’ll know that you took me on a date.” I said turning towards him.

            Ethan had a hard look in his eyes and he was still clenching his jaw.

            “what don’t want to be seen with me?” Ethan snapped.

            “actually no, I don’t.” I sassed back.

            Ethan rolled his eyes before turning around and driving to my house. He pulled up at my house not saying anything. I gave him a look before getting out. He pulled away quickly speeding down the road. I quickly ran in changing my outfit, throwing one of the sweatshirts Grayson gave me over my head. I go back outside getting in my car and heading over to Grayson’s. I arrived shortly but Ethan’s car wasn’t there. I shrugged my shoulders getting out of the car and walking in the apartment.

            “you’re here!” Grayson said running over to give me a hug.

            I smiled returning his hug.

            “how was your day?” He asked putting some popcorn in the microwave.

            “I don’t know honestly.” I said shrugging my shoulders.

            “how don’t you know?” He asked laughing.

            “Grayson it’s so complicated I don’t even understand it.” I said joining in on his laughter.

            He pulled out the popcorn, walking in to their living room. I followed him sitting on the couch.

            “It’s your turn to pick a movie.” He said tossing me the remote.

            I smiled at him scrolling through the Netflix movies.

            “by the way nice sweatshirt.” He said throwing a piece of popcorn at me.

            I scoffed before getting a piece and throwing it back at him. Soon Grayson and I had got in a huge food fight. Before I could throw another piece at him he tackled me off the couch on the floor. He was sitting on me while holding my arms above my head.

            “get off of me you loser.” I laughed struggling under him.

            “not until you say that I’m the greatest.” Grayson said laughing too.

            Grayson and I just had a naturally playful relationship, but I didn’t see him as anything more than a friend and as far as I know he didn’t see me as anything more than a friend either.

            “my mother told me to never tell a lie Dolan.” I smirked sticking my tongue out at him.

            Grayson was about to respond when the front door slammed open. Ethan walked in followed by a girl I had never seen before.

            “get a room.” He growled at me and Grayson.

            Grayson got off of me giving me a hand up.

            “who’s this?” Grayson asked gesturing towards the girl.

            “Victoria.” Ethan said simply looking at me.

            “It’s Vanessa.” She said giving Ethan a dirty look.

            “oh well Hi Vanessa, Y/N and I are watching a movie out here.” Grayson said looking at Vanessa and then his twin.

            “I love movies.” Vanessa said looking at Ethan.

            “I guess we’re watching a movie then.” Ethan said.

            I looked at Grayson rolling my eyes. The last thing I wanted was to watch Ethan stick his tongue down some other girls throat, like who the hell did he think he was. He was the sweetest person earlier and now he was bringing home some girl. I sound jealous, I am most definitely not jealous. I really need to stop.

            “well it’s Y/N’s turn to pick a movie.” Grayson said sitting on the one side of the couch.

            Ethan sat down pulling Vanessa in to his lap. I picked a random movie before sitting down beside Grayson.

            “I’m sorry, this isn’t how I wanted tonight to go.” Grayson whispered in my ear for only me to hear.

            I gave him a smile before laying my head on his shoulder. Grayson wrapped an arm around me pulling me closer to him.

            “you really have to stop apologizing for your brothers stupidity.” I whispered before laughing.

            Grayson busted out laughing making Ethan look over at us. I looked at him giving him a smirk. Suddenly Ethan grabbed Vanessa, kissing her roughly. She immediately kissed back starting a full blown make out session between the two. He was trying to make me jealous, but I wouldn’t give him the satisfaction. I ignored him, giving all my attention to Grayson. Eventually the movie became something in the background, Grayson and I were making fun of each other and just telling silly jokes to make each other laugh.

            “tell me Gray, how many times did your mom drop E on his head when he was a baby?” I asked giggling.

            I doubt Ethan heard me seeing as he was too busy making out with Vanessa.

            “oh, way too many times to count.” Grayson said making me laugh even more.

            “I don’t think Vanessa is very smart either.” I joked looking at the girl.

            “I’ve probably met rocks smarter than that girl. Plus she has to be pretty dumb to go out with Ethan.” Grayson said which caused another fit of laughter from the both of us.

            “I mean he forgot her name, who sticks around after that!” I exclaimed.

            “I don’t know, obviously Victoria.” He said.

            I couldn’t stop laughing. Grayson was just that person that you couldn’t be upset when you were around him. I was truly thankful for that!

            “I’ll be right back G.” I said getting up.

            I went to the restroom using it quickly. I washed my hands before walking out. As soon as I opened the door Ethan was standing there with an angry look on his face. 

            “what’s so funny?” He asked.

            I looked up at him smirking.

            “wouldn’t you like to know?” I sassed.

            He growled pushing me back in the bathroom before closing the door.

            “How’s Victoria?” I asked purposefully getting her name wrong.

            “she’s great, probably the best kisser I’ve ever met.” He said glaring at me.

            “so that’s why you can’t remember her name right?” I smirked again.

            He clenched his jaw, getting upset.

            “look just stop flirting with Grayson, it’s getting annoying.” He growled looking at me.

            “you’re not my boss, so I can do whatever I feel like. Besides you said yourself it’s just a game remember.” I growled back at him.

            “why do you have to be so complicated?” He growled.

            “Me? You’re the one that said all this stuff on our date and then started acting like a dick out of nowhere. Than you bring some stupid girl home and spend the whole time with your tongue down her throat, now if you’ll excuse me I’d like to get back to my friend!” I said pushing Ethan out of the way and exiting the bathroom.

            Who the hell did he think he was? He couldn’t tell me what to do! Why was he acting like this? I sat back down next to Grayson still wrapping my head around everything.

            “uh what happened to you?” Grayson asked looking at me.

            I was about to respond when Ethan stormed in the room.

            “I’m sorry Victoria, I need you to leave.” He said pointing to the door.

            Grayson looked at me giving me a confused look. Vanessa got up stopping in front of Ethan. She slapped him hard on the cheek.

            “It’s Vanessa, and by the way I was only with you because you’re famous!” She said before storming out of their apartment.

            Ethan stood by the door breathing heavily.

            “should I leave?” I asked Grayson who was staring at Ethan.

            “No, wouldn’t want to ruin your date!” Ethan snapped.

            Grayson and I looked at each other before busting up laughing making Ethan even angrier.

            “Ethan we are not on a date. Y/N is my friend, we always have movie nights, but we aren’t on a date.” Grayson said looking at a dumbfounded Ethan. 

            “I really should head out Gray, it’s getting late. Goodbye Grayson.” I said standing up and giving him a hug.

            I walked past Ethan giving him a smirk.

            “goodnight Ethan.” I said giving a fake smile.

            “why didn’t you tell me you didn’t like Grayson like that?” He whispered staring me down.

            “you never asked. so next time instead of being jealous and turning into a gigantic asshole, just talk to me.” I said patting his arm.

            I walked out of their apartment immediately pulling out my phone and sending a quick text to Ethan.

            : you’re making winning this game too easy, better step up your game Dolan. I think I have a new name for you, Mr. I’m Jealous.

            I laughed getting a quick response from Ethan.

            Ethan: I wasn’t jealous.

            : Sure Jan.

            Ethan: I wasn’t!

            : and I quote “stop flirting with Grayson, it’s getting annoying.”

            Ethan: fine, I may have been a little jealous…

            : a little?

            Ethan: look I already admitted I was jealous.

            : I know, I’m just having way too much fun with making you fall for me.

            Ethan: you just wait darling, I’ve got a few tricks up my sleeve that will have to begging to be my girlfriend.

            : Sure Jan.

            I laughed as I pulled in to my apartment complex. I stared at my phone waiting for Ethan to text back. I took a deep breath realizing what I was doing. You Like Him my subconscious screamed. I don’t like him! or do I? I can’t like him, he was no good for me, I would just end up getting my heart broken. But the way he saved you from drowning today, and he was so worried about you my subconscious argued making me scream. My phone lit up snapping me out of my thoughts. I ran over picking it up, hoping it was Ethan. wait what? I looked to see it was just Gray.

            Grayson: what the hell was up with Ethan tonight?

            : on his period probably?

            Grayson: I mean he’s just never acted that way with a girl before. If I didn’t know any better I’d say Ethan likes you.

            I nervously laughed looking at the text. I wanted to tell Grayson about the game and our date today but I knew he’d be really hurt.

            : ha, that’s a good joke G.

            Grayson: I know right? I’m shuddering at the thought of you and Ethan together!

            I took a deep breath, would it really be so bad? I mentally scolded myself, I don’t even know who I am anymore!  

            : oh gosh me too that’s gross!

            Grayson: well I’m glad you haven’t fallen for Ethan’s stupid game. I’ll text you tomorrow, got to get my beauty sleep! goodnight Y/N!

            : goodnight G!

            I didn’t get any sleep that night though. “I’m glad you haven’t fallen for Ethan’s stupid game.” replayed in my head and tormented me all night. I wasn’t sure if I did or not, I mean I agreed to his game but was I really falling for the boy I swore I never would fall for? I woke up to a loud knocking on my door making me groan. I got up quickly checking myself in the mirror before opening the door. Ethan stood their smiling and holding another rose.

            “what are you doing here?” I asked stepping aside so he could come in.

            “thought I’d come make you breakfast.” He said walking inside carrying a little bag.

            “you want to make me breakfast?” I asked giving him a look.

            “as an apology, you know for being such an ass last night.” He said sitting the bag on my kitchen counter.

            “yeah, you were an ass last night.” I said stifling a laugh.

            “I thought we got past this!” He said laughing a little too.

            “it depends what are you making me for breakfast?” I asked hopping up and sitting on the counter.

            “pancakes with fruit!” He said pulling the ingredients out of the bag.

            “than I might just accept your apology.” I said laughing.

            Ethan started making pancakes while making small talk. He was interrupted by his phone ringing.

            “hey can you get that for me?” He asked looking at his messy hands.

            I laughed picking up his phone and answering it.

            “hello?” I said in the phone.

            “Y/N?”  Grayson’s voice rang from the other end.

            I mentally started to panic. I didn’t want Grayson to find out, at least not in this way!

            “what are you doing with Ethan’s phone?” He asked accusingly.

            come on Y/N think of plausible lie!

            “he uh came over to apologize for last night and left his phone here.” I lied easily. 

            “oh, well when he realizes he’s missing it tell him to call me.” Grayson said thankfully buying my lie.

            “will do Gray!” I said hoping to end the call.

            “okay thanks, see you soon.” He said

            “yeah, bye.” I said hanging up.

            I sighed in relief looking up at Ethan who was now just staring at me.

            “don’t give me that look, it’s complicated okay.” I said handing Ethan his phone.

            “wasn’t going too.” He said smirking.

            I sighed sitting back on the counter. I felt like a terrible friend.

            “you didn’t even say anything about my lock screen.” Ethan said tossing me his phone.

            I caught his phone hitting the home button. I blushed as I saw the picture he took of me on the pier as his background.


            “It really is a cute picture.” He said taking the pancakes out of the skillet.

            He put my pancake on a plate before handing it to me to decorate with fruit and whipped cream.

            “you’re ridiculously cheesy do you know that?” I asked him laughing.

            “but ridiculously cute too right?” He asked getting his pancake too.

            I put all sorts of fruit on mine before grabbing the can of whip cream. I squeezed the top of it but nothing was coming out. I furiously shook it while holding down the button. Whip cream shot out of that can getting all over Ethan. I cracked up laughing looking at a whipped cream covered Ethan.

            “come here babe.” He said reaching out for me.

            “No!” I said running away from him.

            Ethan chased me through the living room eventually trapping me.

            “Ethan please it was an accident.” I said laughing.

            “I just want a kiss babe.” Ethan said leaning in.

            He kissed me getting whipped cream all over me too. I kissed him back, cupping his cheek with my hand even though it was covered in whip cream too. Ethan pulled away smiling at me.

            “let’s get cleaned up and enjoy our pancakes.” He said smiling.

            We wiped off all the whipped cream before sitting down with our pancakes.

            “so why don’t you want Grayson to know you’re with me?” Ethan asked breaking the silence.

            I took a deep breath looking at Ethan.

            “don’t just tell me it’s complicated, explain to me why it’s complicated.” He said staring me down.

            I didn’t know if I should tell him. I feel like that is something personal Grayson told me that I shouldn’t share with his twin.

            “Grayson is my friend, and he feels that you steal a lot of what he has. He also feels like people only talk to him to get closer to you. It would hurt him to find out about this.” I said not being able to look at Ethan.

            Ethan doesn’t respond immediately which makes me worried.

            “I’m a bad brother.” Ethan says looking up at me.

            “you’re not a bad brother, you just need to reconnect with him.” I said grabbing Ethan’s hand across the table.

            “how do I do that?” Ethan asked.

            “hang out with him, talk to him, let him know you’re still here for him.” I said giving him a smile.

            “you’re incredible do you know that?” Ethan said smiling.

            “and so are these pancakes.” I said taking another bite.

            Ethan laughed finishing his pancakes as well. When we were done, Ethan helped me clean up the kitchen.

            “I should probably call Grayson.” Ethan said putting the last plate away.

            “yeah you should, and spend the day with him if you want, I’m not going anywhere.” I said smiling at him.

            Ethan stared at me just smiling.

            “you know after this game is over we might just be friends.” Ethan said pulling me in to a hug.

            “in your dreams E.” I laughed hugging him back.

            I didn’t want to be friends. I wanted to be so much more than that. I sighed as Ethan walked out of my apartment. He was winning this game, and honestly at this point I was letting him.

            part two