that's why you and i don't see eye to eye jack

Period||Zach Herron||Imagine 8

Summary:Mother nature comes and Zach takes care of you

Words:1607

Warnings: None

Requested:Yes!

A/n:Lets say hes 17 and your 18:)


For the last few days you had been extremely busy with little to no energy, you were beyond tired at this point. College courses were kicking you ass, but the cute motivational texts and Starbucks sitting on the counter for you before you left from Zach was enough to keep you going until Friday hit.

You had just finished your last class before the weekend and you had started to feel horrible. you felt like you had a fever, you were bloated and in extreme pain everywhere.

 When you had told Zach that instead of coming over to the Why Don’t We house tonight, you were just gonna stay home and crash early, but not before promising that you’d be there first thing in the morning to wake him up. But that wasn’t enough for Zach, it had been almost a full week since you had last spent any time together and he missed you, more than anything. Neither of you ever slept right when you weren’t with him, its been like that ever since you spent your first night at the house, now every weekend you woke up in the arms of your boyfriend.

Somehow with Zach promising a whole night of laying in bed watching Netflix and nap taking he had convinced you to go home, pack a bag and drive 30 minutes to the beautiful house that sat on the hills.

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jealous | chapter five

pairing: baekhyun x reader x chanyeol

genre: angst, fluff, smut

word count: 2,994

summary: baekhyun is heartbroken after you leave him. he decides to start over and try to get over you by moving into a new apartment building where he meets chanyeol. what he later finds out is that chanyeol has been your boyfriend for the past month.

pov: baekhyun + chanyeol diary entries

rating: whether you’re an underage hard stan or a legal soft stan, reader whatever the hell you wanna read.

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October 28, 2017 [Fri.]

[23:45] I am fucking tired. Thank god tomorrow is Saturday because if I had work, I wouldnt be able to wake up probably. Park fucking Chanyeol is such a pain in the ass. I don’t hate it though.

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Distance

There was a post once with the hc of Jack having a tooth gap before the promotion and have I mentioned that I love it?

But then I started thinking about how Gabe would react when he suddenly lost it. So have this drabble. 

Gabriel exhaled as he stepped off the ship, taking in the view of the new HQ. He hardly recognized it, if he was honest. The size of it had doubled. The trees and flowers outside made it feel more like a resort and less military. In fact he’d almost swore a few of these people were touring the place rather than working there.

The most glaring difference, however, had to be the statue.

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superinternalscreaming  asked:

Hi! I was wondering if you could do a blind reader x eyeless jack? I love fluff btw! If you don't have time that's fine

Hope you enjoy!

Words: 986
Reading time: 3 minutes, 35 seconds

“Are you scared?”
Jack’s usual coarse voice was now quiet.

He was mostly being courteous towards you, but a part of him knew that question was directed towards himself. What was he doing, to you, to himself. He had to know this was ridiculous. How could he think he could find solace in you, that he could find comfort in someone as kind and understanding as you.

Someone as unknowingly pure.

Jack can barely remember what the touch of a kind hand had felt like. It’d been so many years. Was he truly ready to handle a commitment of love like this one? Were you ready?

After all, you were blind.
He was blind too, in a sense, but his demonic gifts still allowed him a chance to see the cruel world he inhabits. You were not so lucky.
Jack stared into your soft clear eyes, your grey pupils were a lovely compliment to the irises. He almost felt his sharp teeth graze his own lips as he stared into them, knowing they didn’t stare back.

“Are.. are you afraid of me… At all?”
He whispered again, even quieter.
You sat on the floor in front of him, hands tucked neatly on your lap as his own picked at the threads of his sleeves.

“No.. I’m not.”
You choked back, your jaw clenched tightly.

“Are you lying to me Y/N.”
His voice held slight hints of the rough one you remembered.

“No, I wouldn’t lie to you Jack.”
You wish you could reach out and grab at his cold hands, the smooth skin like cool fabric in your grasp. Although, you knew you couldn’t. You wouldn’t dare. You’d only scare him.

“I.. I know.”
Jack lowers his head dejectedly, the bottom part of his mask bumping the line of his collarbones.
You can hear the rustling of the fabric of his jacket and your mind tries to picture what this strange man that you adore may look like.

He always claims he’s a monster and that you’d be afraid if you could see.
You wouldn’t be afraid.
You know what true monsters are, you’ve met them; true monsters are the ones who took your eyes. Those teenagers who sprayed that cleaning spray in your eyes. You were only 5. You could barely remember it even now.

“Can I.. take off your mask, Jack?”
You boldly request, hands clinging to your own jeans, anxiously awaiting perhaps an aggravated yell or for him to leave again.

There’s silence for a while.
“Yes.”
You lift your head up a bit, hoping you’re level with his gaze, still darkness. It’s always dark in your world.

“R-really?..”
You try not to seem to excited as you purse your lips. Jack smiles under the mask, he thinks the way your cheeks squish when you grin is the most adorable thing he’s ever had the pleasure of experiencing in his long life.

“Mhm… are you.. gonna touch me?”
He inches closer, hoping that would help you as you raise your hands gently to hold onto the sides of his mask. Your thumbs brush over the old dried marks of tar on the wood as you do so.

“Yeah, is that ok?”
You swallow against your suddenly dry throat as you lower the mask.
“It helps me see, I can imagine your features in my head.”
You lick over the dry skin of your mouth.

“Yes, it’s fine.”
Jack blows a strand of brown hair away from his nose as he speaks. He watches warily as you place the mask down beside you.

You take a deep sigh and raise your hands up, they miss his face for a moment but they find their mark, resting gently on his cheeks. The skin is just as cool and smooth as his hands. You close your eyes, feeling him stiffen under your touch, his breath caught in his throat.
Jack can feel his constant slow heartbeat begin to pick up. He doesn’t quite know why he feels so anxious, but seeing you like this, so vulnerable, so close to the dangerous creature that he is. It makes him feel safer in a way, he wonders if you feel the same.

“Is it ok, Jack?”
You gingerly move your thumbs lower on his jaw, running them over the bump of his chin and slowly raising them to hill of his bottom lip.

“Yes…”
His jaw cracks open slightly and you smile giddily when you feel his warm breath over the pads of your fingers.
He chuckles and you do the same.
You continue to run them over his lips, they’re soft unlike the rest of his leathery epidermis. You reach the bump of his nose. It’s round, you note to yourself and he blinks calmly as you run your fingers farther up the bridge between his eyes.

When you reach his eyelids, you’re more gentle and you can feel feel them flutter as you do so. The area is scarred up, you can tell due to how rough it is. You want to frown, but you don’t want to worry him. Jack thinks he notices something sad in your eyes, but he brushes it off.

“You’re beautiful, Jack.”
Your voice cracks, tears pricking at your own eyes now.
“You’re beautiful, y-you’re not a monster.”

“Don’t cry please,”
He raises his hands, sharp nails brushing your wrists as he holds your hands close to his chest.
“I’m here.”

“I know you’re here.”
You giggle, a rosy flush to your skin as the tears trickle down your skin. It’d been so long since you’d felt the touch of another as well.

“I’m real, I won’t disappear. Do you feel me?”
You focus back on him and realize you can feel the fast thumping of his heart through the fabric. It’s not the usual slow beating you’d felt in the past.
You grin and he smiles.

“I feel you.”

anonymous asked:

Christmas newsies imagine please? One with the reader's Christmas at home being a little different since her grandma's sick and lashing out at the rest of the family. The reader ised to be really close to her grandma so this hurts her, but she tries not to let it show when she's with the newsies, but they find out anyway. And you can take it from there. If you don't want to that's ok too. Love all your writing 💕

Keep carrying the banner, cutie! Awesome request!

- K

Originally posted by erniemacmillan

Your teeth are starting to chatter, and it doesn’t help that you’re moving so slow in the cold weather. Or that you chose to walk through the four inches of snow on the sidewalk instead of taking the roads that are normally shoveled. But you want to take the long way to the Lodging House.

You know when you’re sad, and it seems like nothing can make you feel better so you don’t do anything to fix it? That’s what you’re feeling.

“Hiya, (y/n).” You look up to see Buttons smiling at you, jumping from foot to foot in the snow. “You headin’ ta the Lodging House?”

You plaster a smile on your face and nod. “Walk with me?” you ask.

Buttons grins. “Sure ting.”


The Lodging House is full of festivity: Even more so than normal. The boys bustle around, either chasing each other, stealing each other’s possessions, or passing presents wrapped in newspapers to each other. The hallways echo with laughter, but you can’t find yourself to do more than smile.

“Hey, (y/n).” You look over your shoulder to see Crutchie sidling up next to you, smiling. He nods to the group of newsies running around the room. “Enjoying the show?”

You smile and nod, turning your face back around. “What’s going on?”

“Why, it’s Christmas a’ course.”

Frowning, you look at him and let out a confused giggle. “Crutch … It’s December twenty-third.” 

“I know.” Crutchie shifts the crutch to his other arm, grinning to himself. “It’s just that we gots ta work tomorrow and on Christmas, so we’s celebratin’ today.”

You frown again. “Who’s going to buy a paper on Christmas?”

Romeo stops running just in front of you to give you a deadpan look. “You’d be surprised.” Then he keeps on running, Skittery right on his tail.

“Well, I would invite you guys to our Christmas dinner, but I’d have to talk to my parents first,” you laugh.

“How is your family?”

Your smile falters for a second, and Crutchie narrows his eyes in suspicion. “They’re good. We’re all good.” You see the way your friend is looking at you, and shift your weight to your other foot uncomfortably. “What?”

“You lied.”

“I did not!”

Race sidles up next to Crutchie and puts his arm on the boy’s shoulder. “Ah, (y/n), so innocent. Crutch here always knows when we’s lyin’ or not.” 

“But I’m not lying!”

“Yeah ya are.” You turn around to see Jack smiling softly down at you, Les clinging to his side and Katherine holding his hand. “C’mon and sit down, (y/n), and we’ll talk.”

You look around you at the four boys and girl, and you realize you’re not getting out of this. Following Jack, you sit on one of the house’s worn out couches next to Crutchie, and Race sits on the arm of the couch. He originally tries to put his feet on Crutchie, but is swatted away. Katherine, Jack, and Les sit across from you, and you smile to yourself. The littlest Jacobs loves Jack Kelly.

“A’ight,” Jack starts, taking his hat off and leaning forward with his elbows on his knees. “What’s goin’ on wit’ your family?”

There’s a long pause between the group as they all wait for an answer. The only sound is the other boys running throughout the house.

Suddenly, you burst into tears, and every person’s eyes widen in shock. Race slides down onto the couch next to you and puts his arm around your shoulder. Crutchie does the same. Jack and Katherine share a look, and Katherine leans forward. “(y/n), please tell us what’s wrong. Maybe we can help.”

You sniffle and wipe your nose, leaning into your friends’ comforting arms. “My grandma, she’s … she’s really, really sick. And lately, she’s just been lashing out and being super hurtful to everyone. We used to be really close, but lately, she’s said some really, really horrible things to me. And I just …” You sob. “I’m just not excited for Christmas anymore.” 

A new round of sobs takes over your body, and Race and Crutchie look at each other over your head. “Oh, (y/n) …” Katherine starts, leaning forward to grasp your hand. “I’m so sorry.”

You wipe your eyes. “It’s okay, I’m fine. I just wish my grandmother was too.”

Everyone is quiet. Even the noises from around the lodging house have stopped, as if the other newsboys sense the discomfort in the room. Or they heard everything.

And this is their Christmas.

You stand up and press down your skirt and straighten your shirt. “I should go. I’m ruining your Christmas.” You go to step towards the door, but a small hand grasps yours, pulling you to a stop. 

Looking down, you see it’s Les holding your hand, his hat crooked on his head. His eyes are worried as he looks up at you. “Christmas is about family,” he says. “And, you’re our family. You’re not ruining our Christmas, you’re just helping us see what this holiday is all about.”

Jack stands up. “Les is right.” He holds out his hand for you to take. “Let us help you.”

You look around at the people surrounding you. Katherine looks up at you with a smile and worried eyes, and Race just looks worried. Three newsies are peeking in the room from the door, and finally, you look at Crutchie. He nods at you.

Sighing, you reach out and take Jack’s hand, still holding onto Les’s with the other. “Okay.”

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John Mulaney Sentence Starters
  • "The more you do stuff, the better you get at dealing with how you still fail at it a lot of the time."
  • "All my money is in a savings account. My dad has explained the stock market to me maybe 75 times. I still don't understand it."
  • "It is 100% easier not to do things than to do them, and so much fun not to do them - especially when you were supposed to do them."
  • "In terms of instant relief, canceling plans is like heroin."
  • "I was always the squarest person in the cool room, and alternatively, sometimes the weirder person at the mainstream table."
  • "I have a lot of stories about being a kid because it was the last time I was interesting."
  • "Why do people shush animals? They've never spoken."
  • "A lot of times you're anxious and people say, "Relax. Shut up." And that just feels like, Well, I guess I'm also crazy."
  • "I'm an idiot, but I've shoveled through life rather nicely so far."
  • "I kind of thought, wouldn't it be funny to take a swing at being on the weird side of mainstream?"
  • "I like when things are crazy. Something good comes out of exhaustion."
  • "There's just something really, really funny about someone tearing into me."
  • "Being president looks like the worst job in the world."
  • "Thirteen year olds are the meanest people in the world."
  • "I always though quick sand was gonna be a much bigger problem than it turned out to be."
  • "'Do you want a salad or fries?' that's like asking 'Do you want to go for a jog or freebase cocaine?'"
  • “You have the moral backbone of a chocolate éclair.”
  • “Anyone who’s seen my dick and met my parents needs to die; I can’t have them roaming around. They know too much.”
  • "I was once on the telephone with blockbuster video- Which is a very old fashioned sentence."
  • "I cannot express to you the humiliation of, every Saturday morning, putting on a pair of breakaway pants and never having a reason to break them away -- then they're just pants."
  • "My body is bad at sports: that's the problem."
  • "It was so beautiful today that I only watched four hours of "Law & Order" in my apartment."
  • "I don't look older, I just look worse."
  • "So, I would just have a couple of drinks, and my brain would be like, 'OK, I see where this is headed. We're just going to power down now and get restarted sometime tomorrow morning'."
  • "Here's how easy it was to get away with bank robbery back in the '30s -- as long as you weren't still there when the police arrived, you had a 99% chance of getting away with it."
  • "'Ocean's 11' with women wouldn't work 'cause two would keep breaking off to talk sh*t about the other nine."
  • “Sometimes I’ll be talking to someone, and I’ll be like ‘Yeah, I’ve been really lonely lately’ and they’ll be like ‘Well we should hang out!’ and I’m like ‘No, that’s not what I meant. That’s not what I meant at all.”
  • "We'd all go play jacks by the soda fountain."
  • "No one knows what you're talking about you idiot."
  • "Blackout drinking is when your brain goes to sleep but your body gets all 'Eye of the Tiger' and soldiers on.'
  • "Am I proud of it? No. Just like I'm not proud of the fact that I saw the movie The Notebook in theaters. But it happened!"
  • "You don't know me. I have secrets. Why yesterday I wore my footie pajamas under my clothes and pretended I was a fucking fireman."
  • “Excuse me: I am homeless. I am gay. I have AIDS. I'm new in town.”
  • "Because we're Delta Airlines and life is a fucking nightmare!"
  • "I could never be goth, don't get me wrong, I'm unhappy, it's not that."
  • "To me Person of Interest is almost too flattering. Like, if the police were to pound on my door and go 'A man has been murdered in your building and you are a person of interest' I'd be like 'Moi? Oh do go on. Fresh.' "
  • "Ma'am can you turn off your bluetooth? This is a baptism."
  • "It was really easy to get away with murder before they knew about DNA."
  • "Do you want a plate of fries? If I get fries for the table would you take some? I know you'll eat fries if I get fries!"
  • "I watch so much Law and Order that sometimes I think I'm on an episode of Law and Order."
  • "You asked if I brushed my teeth but I never specified that I did so tonight. If the court reporter reads back my remarks you will see I did not purger myself."
  • "Traveling can get kinda lonely sometimes, actually no that's not the right word, Life. Life can get kinda lonely sometimes."
  • "Scientists have long since wondered if you can make grown men and women cry by playing Tom Jones' It's Not Unusual. And the answer is yes."
  • "Like my god man people are dead! But no you keep stacking those boxes."
  • "You seen this shit? You seen this Home Alone 2: Lost in New York shit?"
  • "As they say in Jerry Maguire, 'You had me at AIDS.'”
  • “Papa, today I met a boy with no eyes.”
  • "Adult life is already so goddamn weird."
Coming out||Why don't we||Preference 5

Summary: You have a son and he’s gay

Words:1309

Warning:None

A/n: As someone who is bi, i understand how hard it is to come out sometimes and I also understand what its like to not be expected, Im here for anyone who needs help!


Daniel Seavey- You knew son was gay around the age of six, you and Daniel had been guessing since the age of four when he wanted to go out as a princess for halloween, he didn’t like to play sports with daddy but he liked to shop and go out with momma, he watched disney princess movies and not MTNTs, but it all became clear when he was 7 and you and him where driving in the car on the way home. He had told you that he thought Jonah’s son was pretty. Both you and Daniel had known since then. Your son never realized the two of you had caught on because at the age of 16 he came out to both of you and told you he had a boyfriend, it was Jonah’s son.

That night when you and Daniel crawled into bed you both had smiles on your face, your son was out, in love and happy and thats all you wanted for him.

“I won, you owe me 20 dollars” You said causing him to snort.

“I knew this day would come, a bet is a bet” You added with a small chuckle on the side.

“I can’t believe you bet on our son being gay” He laughed bringing you into his arms.

“I didnt! I bet that him and Ashton(Jonahs son) would get together"You said. After a ten year bet you finally won, but you would have won anyways knowing your son was happy.

Jack Avery- The day your son came out was the most shocking day of your life. Not because you cared that he was gay, but because you two never saw it coming. When you were a teenager you had a gay guy best friend and although you knew that not every gay guy acted the same way the way your son acted was nothing like now your best friend had acted. Your son was the star on the basketball team(Jack was always so proud of him), you had never expected this to happen but when he had told you that he had a boyfriend both you or Jack couldn’t have been happier for him and invited  him for dinner the next day.

"Mom, dad, this is Jake” Your son smiled as a coloured boy around your sons age(17) walked in with a bouquet of sunflowers in his hand and a smile on his face.

“Jake this is my mom y/n and my dad Jack"your son smiled as the boy hand you the flowers and stuck out his hand for Jack.

"Its nice to meet you Mr.Avery”

Jonah Marias- The day you found out your son was gay wasn’t the day you were supposed to find out. You and Jonah had gone out to a grown ups dinner out with the boys and their wives, leaving your 17 year old son at home alone. You hadn’t been feeling well so Jonah took you home early, when the two of you had gotten home you asked Jonah to make you some tea while you went to change and tell your son you were home. After changing into some pjs you you walked across the hall and opened the door to your sons room only to see him laying on top  and kissing his best friend Tanner.

“Oh my god I’m sorry” You said shocked before grabbing the door handle and running out of the room. You walked downstairs your eyes wide as you met Jonah back in the kitchen.

“Um Jonah, I think our son is gay” You chuckled walking over to him and laying your head on his chest.

“What makes you say that?” He laughed, kissing the top of your head.

“Well, I just walked in on him and-” You had started but were quickly cut off by tanner rushing out of your house, his cheeks red.

You sat your son down that night and talked to him about it all, you were both so supportive and extremely proud of your son.

Zach Herron- The day your son came out was hectic to say the least. You saw the fear in sons eyes as he sat you and Zach down in the dinning room, you could see him visibly shaking. You almost feared the words coming out of his his mouth, your son was eighteen and thats when you and Zach started having sex, had he gotten a girl pregnant?

“Mom, dad theres something I need to tell you” He whispered not meeting either of your eyes.

“No matter what you say it won’t change our love for you honey” you said reaching across the table and grabbing his hand causing him to look up while Zach just nodded in response.

“Im gay” he whispered, it took you a second but a smile fell on your face quickly.

“So no one’s pregnant?” you asked causing him to chuckle and shake his head but his smile dropped once he was met with his dads eyes. Turning your head to look at your husband of 20 years your face also turned into a frown when you saw the look of anger spread across his face.

“How do you know?” Zach spit out, causing both of you to be taken back.

“I -I have a boyfriend” He whispered, feeling ashamed of himself.

You and Zach had never had the conversation “what if our child is gay” talk, but you grew up with a gay brother and Zach had never said anything about it, you just assumed he was as opening and welcoming to the idea as you were. But Zach had been born and raised in Texas and you knew that not everyone there was as supportive as some other states were.

“Honey, why don’t you go and wash up before we go out to dinner” You smiled as you looked at your son, his head dropped but his frown still visible. Nodding his head without even looking up he leaves the dinner table, leaving you angry at your husband.

“Zach Dean Herron, I don’t know whats going on through your mind but our son just shared something huge with us and you hurt him. We are going out to dinner and when we get home you better have a different mind set or you can call Jonah for a place to sleep” You snapped, standing up and leaving Zach there alone, his fists still clenched and his face and his little less red.

Corbyn Besson- The day your 19 year old son came out to you had started off like any normal day. You and Corbyn were in the kitchen cooking and talking about old times with him and the band, you all were getting together at Jack’s tomorrow for a dinner, you hadn’t seen all the boys and their families in 3 weeks and you all missed them deeply.

You were chopping vegetables when your son walked through the door, a boy walking beside him, both with huge smiles on both their faces.

“Mom, dad, this is my boyfriend Thomas” He blurted out of the blue, intertwining his hands with the other boys. You dropped the knife as a huge smile spread on your face, rushing over to hug both boys in front of you, you had been waiting for this for 3 years now and the time had finally come. Smiling as you pulled away, both your son and you looked at Corbyn with a shocked face.

“I like your shoes” He smiled, walking over and shaking the boys hand causing you to laugh along with your son. Corbyn supported your son, but he was a little awkward about it and bringing up shoes was the only way he could show he supported your son without getting all mushy and gushy about it. All and all both of you were happy as long as your son was happy.

Pranking my Girlfriend

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“Hello everybody! So today is going to be another prank video, but its not going to be just any old prank video! Today’s prank will be played on my beautiful girlfriend Y/N. Now, I know what you’re all thinking ‘Joe don’t prank Y/N she’ll just break up with you blah blah blah.’ but I can assure you that we are still together, although she may still be a little mad.” Joe laughed awkwardly into his camera as the prank started to play on the screen. 

“Joe why are you making me watch this?” Y/N asked pausing the video. “I’d rather not relive this”

“Awe c’mon love, I spent so much time to this prank don’t you want to see the behind the scenes?”

“No, not really” She said crossing her arms. Joe reached over her and pushed play on the laptop before sitting back and watching the video. 

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anonymous asked:

can you explain your jasico endgame theory? (i ship the fuck out of it, but I cant see it yet)

Why Jasico Has A Chance At Endgame - 1,397 words

*cracks knuckles* here we go:

  HOO has a lot of parts that don’t quite make sense yet but will come together in the end. The Prophecy isn’t nearly as clean cut as the PJO series - there are a LOT of options. There are a lot of things that leave me thinking ‘why did that happen?’ and the answer should never be ‘just because’.Frank’s stick is going to come back. Hazel’s dead-ness is coming back. Calypso is coming back,  Piper’s mist-romance, he Aphrodite thing, Nico’s cupid thing , Jason’s I love you thing - all coming back. And the last couple, at least, spell Jasico.

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hi yes i believe today is the day to talk about way-too-codependent jack and gabe and ignore everything canon says about how jack became a super soldier (inspired by the first couple pics on this post) 

so they meet shortly before undergoing the “soldier enhancement” (aka: we’re trying to make a captain america let’s see which of you survives lol of course your chances are high) program and are politely kind to each other. they’re sitting in the debriefing room, both way earlier than the other subjects and alone. they chat a bit, jack makes gabe laugh with a ‘jarhead’ joke, and eventually the other subjects trickle in. 

there’s a lot of them. at least a hundred. gabe and jack get separated as they’re given numbers— gabe is 91, jack is 76. they take fifteen at a time, and the room slowly empties over the course of the entire day. jack’s was the second to last group, gabe’s the last. 

there’s injections and probes and so many ethically questionable pills and drugs pumped into their systems. the ones that don’t get nosebleeds are dragged gracelessly out to fancy, soft, cozy, barracks 

like the blankets are the softest jack ever felt and the pillows are super fluffy. they drop him off on the bottom bunk closest to the door and he passes out, not even bothering to struggle under the blankets

he wakes up maybe two hours later because someone flops on top of him. he can barely move, like all of his limbs are full of sludge and muck. he groans questioningly and cracks his eyes open to see gabe curling into his side

“wha–?” 

he points in the general direction of the ceiling and/or the top bunk. “too many steps.” 

“nngh” he means that to be an acquiescing tone, but he doesn’t think the sentiment gets across. his head flops over to rest on top of gabe’s and they both pass out 

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Preference #87: THAT Picture

Jack: You walked into the office as usual, seeing everybody working away on laptops and computers with headphones on as if the world didn’t exist. Hardly anybody noticed you walk in the room at the beginning. Not even your boyfriend, editing his newest video with his headphones over his ears. You smiled, creeping up on his slowly until you quickly tapped his shoulder. He jumped a little with a head turn, instantly smiling at the sight of you. ‘Hey beautiful,’ He grinned, removing his headphones, 'How’s your Mum?’ You normally went to see your mother on Wednesdays, since it’s her only day off, but Jack always worked out a way into not coming along. 'She’s fine. Complained about work, a few friends, and her new boyfriend. I think they’re going to break up soo…Jack…’ 'Yeah? What’s wrong?’ 'Why is that here?’ You saw a highly familiar photo sitting on Jack’s desk in the corner. Set in a black frame was a photo of you posed on your bed quite provocatively, dressed in black lingerie. Jack looked at the picture, he smiled, 'Oh yeah, I forgot this was here. Yeah, I put it on my desk.’ 'Where other people can see it?!’You whispered. 'Oh Y/N, don’t worry. They don’t care.’ 'You look lovely!’ Gregg, a new editor in the office said nearby. 'Yeah, you have a nice figure,’ Agreed Finn. You looked at Louis next, who simply hid behind his laptop. You blushed, taking the picture off the desk and storming out with it under your jacket. You really hated Jack sometimes.

Finn: It was his wallpaper. Yes, a photo of you half naked was his desktop wallpaper. Whenever he opened his laptop, the first thing people see is you in a corset and panties sucking seductively on a lollipop. You hated seeing it every time he opened the laptop. You only hoped he didn’t open it in front of people. You soon found out, he did and often. 'Baby! Why would you have that?’ You asked, bringing him into the kitchen whilst a get together went on in the next room. 'Because I love you and that’s my favorite picture of you,’ He reasoned. 'Finn! That was supposed to be private!’ 'Well, it’s not like I posted the fucking thing all over twitter! I have it on my private laptop, that’s privately locked with a password that’s private and that I only privately know and the only reason people see it is because they privatelyhappen to see it.’ You hated it when he treated you like you were overreacting. 'So, you’re telling me if I had a picture of you in your boxers, you wouldn’t mind? It wouldn’t bother you in the least if I just had it plastered on my desktop like no big deal?’ 'No, it wouldn’t. Matter of fact, why don’t I take one for you and you can put it up?’ 'Good. I think I will. Why don’t you privately take a picture of it and I can privately do it?’ 'Okay, now you’re just mocking me.’ 'Damn fucking right I am. Take it down, Harries, or I’ll take YOU down.’

Dan: You never expected him to have that sort of picture there. Completely out in the open, clear as day, underneath a fucking lamp where people could just chance a glance at it. You didn’t mind it much before…until fans noticed it in one of his videos and started making zoomed in pictures. Dan told you not to worry since a lot of the pictures came out pixilated and blurry. You worried anyways. People knew what you looked like semi-nude! 'Dan, seriously…just put that somewhere else,’ You told him. He shook his head, 'No. I’ve moved it around the apartment four times because YOU weren’t happy where it was.’ 'Because I didn’t expect you to fucking frame me half-naked in a towel and put it on the end tables!’ 'It’s a nice picture of you. Your smile, your eyes, and your hair all wet like that. You look gorgeous, babe. Why wouldn’t I frame it?’ 'Uh, because I’m naked!’ 'Half-naked’ 'Whatever! Naked is naked!’ 'You know what?’ He stuck the frame in a drawer and shut it, 'There. Problem solved. Happy now?’ 'A little.’ 'I’ll just frame that picture of you with cake all over your face and put that instead.’ 'No!’

Phil: You waited in his bedroom while he changed into some clothes for the party tonight. You hadn’t been snooping around his bedroom or anything, but your eyes happened to catch it. You normally expected Phil to keep things like this a secret. But no, the photo of you in your bra and panties, lying on your hotel bed, was flat out on top of Phil’s dresser for people to see..  'Phil?’ You called him while he dried off from his shower in the bathroom. 'Yeah?’ 'Why is this picture here?!’ You heard him go silent in the confides of the bathroom, but then say, 'Because I really like it. Why? Does it…Do you want me to take it down?’ 'A bit, yeah.’ You didn’t want to be a complete bitch about it because nobody really comes into his bedroom and he’s allowed to have what he likes. Though, thinking that people could see it if they took a good look around bothered you, 'Just put it in the drawer…by my bed.’

After Oliver Told Connor His Diagnosis:
  • Connor: What's the matter? Are you sick?
  • Oliver: Depends on what you mean. I was gonna tell you when you called, but you didn't have your results yet. And I thought maybe you'd have it, too. And that we'd be in this together.
  • Connor: Oliver...
  • Oliver: I tested positive. I understand if you want to walk away right now. I wouldn't blame you because I probably got it from the guy I slept with when we were broken up.
  • Connor: *wraps his arms around Oliver and runs his hands through his hair* Hey, hey. I'm here for you. You are not alone in this. Don't you easily write me out of your life like that.
  • Connor loosens his embrace, and is now looking straight in Oliver's eyes with his hands cupping his face.
  • Connor: I'm not going anywhere. I promise.
  • Oliver: I just don't want you to see me like this!
  • Connor: You are still the same person before you found out about this! That will never change for me!
  • Oliver: I can see that you're looking at me with pity, and I don't think I can stand that. I'm giving you a way out now.
  • Connor: *frustration in his voice and tears in his eyes* How am I supposed to leave the first person that I truly love? How do you expect me to walk out that door and never come back? Oliver, I love you.
  • Oliver: Please don't say those three words just because you pity me. I don't need your pity! *covers his face with his hands*
  • Connor: We'll work through this! There are treatment options! You can live a normal life just like everyone else! And I'll be here.
  • Oliver: You're a first-year law school graduate student. I don't expect you to spend your life taking care of me! I'll just call my parents and let them know. Maybe I'll move back in with them or my mother will come here to live with me. That way, I can spare you the burden.
  • Connor: I know you are mad right now, and believe me, I am, too! Why must this happen to the purest, best person that I know? I am the screwed-up one! If I could take away your pain, I would! But Oliver, I really do love you! I won't go anywhere even if you try to kick me out! I'll show up here every single day! Knocking on your door and waiting to see you again!
  • Oliver: *through tears* I'm scared, Connor! I'm really scared!
  • Connor: *embraces his love once more* Everything's gonna be okay. I'm here, Ollie. I'm not going anywhere. I'll be here for you.
  • Oliver: *through sobs* Don't give up on me, okay?
  • Connor: Never.
  • Oliver: I don't know what to do without you. I don't want to do this alone.
  • Connor: You're not alone. I'll always be here. And that's a promise I'd like to keep.
  • They sit there in Oliver's bed for a while, arms in an embrace and heads resting on each other's shoulder. Oliver's sobs begin to subside, and before long the only sound is that of sniffle and slow breathing. Tears no longer stream down Connor's face, and he wipes his eyes clean with the back of his hand. He pulls away and brings his thumbs up to wipe away Oliver's tears. He leans in to give Oliver a kiss then. It is one of love and sadness and pain and everything in between.
  • Connor: I've never given my heart to someone as I have to you. So please, my love, let me take care of you. Okay?
  • Oliver: Okay.
Jealousy
  • Ashton: "Do you want to, you know, get out of here? Go back to my place? Have a little fun?" The voice whispering in your ear is harsh and emotionless compared to the way he talks to you. You turn your head to tell him he's going home alone before you feel large, warm hands on your waist, pulling you away from the stranger. Your back hits his familiar chest and you instantly feel safe. "Hey, mate, mind not hitting on my girlfriend?" Ashton asks casually. "Like she's actually your girlfriend," the guy scoffs. "If she is, she's slumming it." Ashton barks out a laugh at the guy and says, "At least she can guarantee I'm not going to give her an STD. Get lost, man." The guy shakes his head and wanders off, probably going to look for another girl to con into a terrible night. Ashton's arms wrap tightly around your waist, bringing your body flush against his. He presses a soft kiss to your neck, making you smile. "What an asshole," Ashton mutters softly against your neck. "You're jealous," you sing softly. "So what if I am? I mean, like, he tried to take my girlfriend from me. I knew it wouldn't work because you're so damn faithful, but you're still mine and he doesn't have a right to talk to you like that," Ashton replies, placing soft kisses on your neck and jaw in between his words. "You're my girlfriend and no one else gets to take you home but me. Speaking of which, let's go home, babe. This dress looks so good on you, but it probably looks better on my floor. And I'm allowed to say that to you because I'm your boyfriend, not that prick. So, let's go."
  • Calum: You cover your mouth as you laugh at the terrible joke your friend just made. He shakes his head and says, "You shouldn't cover your mouth when you laugh. You've got a great laugh and a really beautiful smile." You can't help it. Your cheeks flush a dark red and you end up staring at the scuffs on your shoes. You tuck your hair nervously behind your hair before you mumble out a thank you. Your friend didn't mean it in a flirty way. He knows you are happily taken, but what he said elicits the same reaction from you as if he had. When your friend disappears to go refill his drink, Calum appears in his place with a frown on his face. "What did he say to you?" Calum's word come out before you can even ask him if he's enjoying the party. "Excuse me?" you reply. "What did he say to you that made you blush?" Calum asks firmly. "Um, he said I shouldn't cover my mouth when I laugh because I have a nice laugh and smile. Why?" Your eyebrows furrow as you reply to him. Calum's jaw clenches and his hand tightens into a fist. "Oh, come on, Cal. He was just being a nice guy," you sigh. "He knows I'm taken. Every person in this room knows I'm taken." Calum doesn't listen to you. He reaches out and takes one of your hands in his, leading you toward the back corner of the party he and the rest of the band have claimed for the evening. Calum's spot on the couch hasn't been filled in his brief absence, so he slides back in next to Michael and gives your hand a swift tug. With a roll of your eyes, you sit down on his lap. He lays his arm across your thighs, keeping you locked in place. You would never get him to admit he was jealous. He is far too proud for that. But you know he was, so you let him have this one and just smile a little to yourself for the rest of the night.
  • Luke: You're listening to Jack tell another embarrassing story about Luke from their childhood. When the punchline comes, you throw your head back laughing while his brothers' chuckle to themselves. You're about to launch into the story of how you and Luke met when you feel Luke's hands rest on your shoulders. He drops his lips to your ear and whispers, "Can I talk to you for a minute?" You nod and he kisses your head quickly, just long enough that his brothers both try to take the piss out of him for being cheesy. He takes one of your hands in his, threading your fingers together, before leading you inside, away from all of his family. Luke drops your hand in order to lean back on the kitchen counter. His hands grip the edge tightly. You raise your eyebrows, his cue to speak. "This might sound stupid, but, um, you've been ignoring me all day. Did I do something wrong?" His voice is shaky and hesitant. His eyes dance from object to object in his kitchen, never finding yours. "Of course not," you tell him, stepping forward to wrap your arms around his waist. "I'm not ignoring you, Luke." He sighs and wraps his arms around your shoulders, hugging you tightly to his chest before mumbling, "Just seems like it. You've been talking to everyone else but me." That's when you know what's going on. "You're jealous that everyone else is getting all of my attention today," you say. "Not jealous," Luke cuts in quickly, far too quickly in fact, making you giggle. He groans and tries to bury his face in your neck. "I'm sorry. I just really missed you when I was on tour and- I'm sorry," he mumbles against your neck. You squeeze him tightly and run a hand softly through his hair. "It's okay, baby," you tell him. "How about I'm yours for the rest of today?" You feel him smile against your neck as he says, "I'd like that. I'd really like that."
  • Michael: You lean your head on Calum shoulder and curl up against his side, pulling the sleeves of Michael's flannel down over your hands. "Cold?" Calum asks you and you nod in reply. He wraps an arm around your shoulders and brings you tighter against his chest, warming you up instantly. You feel yourself starting to fall asleep against Calum. "Stealing my girlfriend today?" You open your eyes to see Michael standing in the kitchen of the tour bus, looking at you snuggled up against Calum. "She was cold," Calum shrugs, keeping his arm around you, "and she's a good cuddler." Michael nods and says, "I know. She's my girlfriend." Calum looks over at him and says, "Dude, she cuddles with all of us all the time. Get over it." Michael scoffs before grabbing a drink from the fridge and heading back to the back room to continue playing video games. You sigh, before pulling yourself away from Calum and standing. You open the door to the back room and hesitantly call Michael's name. "Yeah?" he sighs, pausing his game to turn to look at you. "Cuddle?" you ask with the kindest smile you can manage. He rolls his eyes, but opens his arms to you anyway. You situate yourself between his legs. His arms wrap around you to pick up the controller to start playing again. "You know I love you, right?" you say hesitantly. "Yeah, I know," he replies. "It's just, I don't know, you've been hanging out with the band more than me this tour and I miss you." You lean back and turn your head to kiss his jaw. "I'm sorry, babe. And you're cute when you're jealous by the way," you tell him. "You know what? Fuck you," he curses before kissing the top of your head. "I wasn't jealous. I just missed you." You roll your eyes and let this one go.
  • A/N: An anon requested this a very long time ago. Here it is.
Don't want it to be awkward (Part 3) - Nash imagine

Part 1 - http://jjanoskiansimagines.tumblr.com/post/88620711782/dont-want-it-to-be-awkward-nash-imagine 

Part 2 - http://jjanoskiansimagines.tumblr.com/post/88684832107/dont-want-it-to-be-awkward-part-2-nash-imagine

“What’s wrong Shawn?” I asked as we sat down on a bench “You know Megan?” he asked me. Megan was his sort of girlfriend, well they were friendly with each other and it was a secret. Shawn went to school with her in Canada and I guess you can say she was his girlfriend. “Yeah why what happened?” I asked feeling like I already knew the answer. “She cheated on me.” He said looking down. I didnt know what to say to him. “Oh Shawn” was all i said and pulled his head into my chest and just held him. He eventually wrapped his arms around my waist. He eventually pulled away and his face was red and his eyes were dried out. “I’m sorry to just spring this on you, but you’re the only one who would actually listen all the other boys would just you know be them and give me crap about it.” he explained I nodded knowing how they would be in this situation “So then you two were dating?” I asked still unaware. He shrugged “I mean we were something, thats for sure.” “I’m so sorry Shawn..” I said and pulled him back in for a hug. I looked up and saw Nash standing across the beach staring at us. HE probably thought I was hooking up with Shawn now.  I rolled my eyes, he was pissing me off lately. He was just being so like jealous. I mean I understood yesterday at first when I was sitting on Matt’s lap but the whole entire scheme of him coming in the room and wanting to spend the night with us, that was just too far. “Alright Shawn, now I’m doing this for your own good ok?” I said standing up. “Now get your ass up and lets go have some fun at the beach with our best friends and forget about that hoe” I said pulling his arm to pull him up. He smiled that Shawn smile that I loved oh so much. When we got to the beach some of the boys were sun bathing and some were in the water. “where’s your water? you didn’t get it? was it cause you were to busy hooking up with Shawn?” Nash said sitting up. “Nash not right now” this time he rolled his eyes. Eventually we’re all in the water. We we’re just riding the waves with our bodies going out as deep as we can. I went as far as I could with my feet touching the ground. I loved the ocean but I was scared of it too. “It’s working” I heard someone say i turned and saw it was Nash. The water reached me all the way to up to my neck and a barely reached his chest. “What are you talking about?” I asked looking away from him now. I saw all the boys ahead of me way more deeper in it than I was. I felt him snake his arms around the mid of my stomach and I was lifted up towards his body. He was carrying me like a doll in the water. I was being held up against his body, but I didn’t fight him. “Making me jealous.. its working.” He lowered his head to my head and whispered in my ear “I want you” I could feel his smile on my ear. “Well you could have had me..” I quickly said before slipping out of his arms and diving under the wave. When I surface back up I saw Nash close to the shoreline, where the wave that he missed carried him. "YN COME OUT HERE!“I heard Shawn yell "I’m scared. And I can’t reach the floor!” I yelled back he smiled at me and I saw him start making his way back to me. He wrapped his as around me. “Common. I’ll hold you” he smiled down at me. I looked up at him and he looked back down at me reassuringly. So I swam my way out to where the rest of the boys were. Eventually Nash made his way back to us. “I think I’ll be ok” I said removing Shawn’s grip on me. I felt so childish with him carrying me. “You sure?” He asked placing his hand on the low part of my back. I nodded and began swimming in place to hold myself up. “Hey babe” Matt said coming up beside me. I smiled at him. “Can you reach the floor?” He asked after he saw me swimming. I laughed “no! I think I’m like a foot off the floor to be honest” he chuckled and we all dived under the wave that came. We eventually made our way in even deeper. “I can’t guys I’m scared” I said swimming back when I realized. “Get on my back” Nash said grabbing my arm. I looked at him. I thought he was mad at me. I have him a small smile and wrapped my arms around his neck and wrapped my legs around his stomach, which they should be around his waist but my body was obviously shorter, and his torso was longer. I placed my chin on his shoulder “can you still reach the floor?” I asked after seeing jack j and carter swimming. “Yep” he said laughing cause it was a stupid question I admit. The water was barely up to his nipples “you forgetting that I’m like 6’2”?“ He asked turning his face to look at me which was awfully close sincere head was on his shoulder. (I know he said he’s six foot in his video but that was a while ago an he looks like he got taller) "right. Sorry.” I said looking down at him. We stared into each other’s eyes and I got lost in his bluer than blue eyes like I always did. “GUYS WATCH OU-” was all I heard before we got slammed by a wave. Me and Nash both resurfaced laughing. We all made our way back to the shore. “Will you sleep in mine tonight?” Nash asked I smiled and nodded. Maybe we could start something I thought to myself. I went home and showered again and changed into pajamas. When I knocked on Nash’s Cam opened quickly. “I’m sleeping with carter” was all he said before he stepped out and walked down the hall. I stepped in and saw nash laying on his bed shirtless and began to laugh. “You kicked cam out didn’t you?” All he did was smile at me. I laid down in bed under the covers and so did he. He turned the light off and we were just watching this stupid TV program, but it didn’t matter cause neither of us was going to be paying attention to it in a while. “I never knew I was the jealous type..” he started I smirked at him “I don’t even know why you got jealous.. I mean we’re not together.” I said on purpose hinting at him he sighed “And you know my reason why” I nodded I really didn’t want to get into this with him tonight, why ruin it? “So come here and lets enjoy what we have right now” he said pulling me into him. He leaned down to kiss me and it felt like we haven’t kissed in forever, even though I knew it was yesterday night, Matt was still the last person I had kissed.He lowered his hand so it was on my butt and we went in for another kiss then he started grabbing my butt “You looked so hot today baby” he said in between the kiss “This ass right here was driving me crazy” he said again grabbing my butt harder. He rolled over so he was on top of me and started kissing down my neck. I missed to be completely honest, as much as I wish we were dating I could be fine with this. He moved his hand up my shirt and I could feel his boner growing on my leg and then I just smiled I pushed him off me and rolled over on top of him and started kissing down his neck and running my hands up his shirt. I started sucking on his neck where I knew he loved until I heard a slight moan was when I stopped. I lowered myself onto him and saw his bulge. I looked up at him and he looked back down at me with pleading eyes I began slowly pulling down his short when my phone started to ring. “Ignore it” Nash said in a deep raspy voice “It could be an emergency” I said crawling over to the bedside table. ‘Shawn’ I read. “Hello?” I answered and then I heard Nash do an aggravated sigh “YN I really need you right now can we talk?” I heard Shawn’s voice and he was barely able to speak “Uhm yeah of course where are you?” I asked getting up quickly and putting on my shoes “the beach.. right in front of the hotel..” he said quietly  "I’ll be right there..“ I said and hung up the phone. I looked over at Nash and he was starring at me "Sorry I need to go-” “Where? ” “Shawn nee-” “Yeah of course.. goodnight YN” was all he said before he turned off the TV and faced his back towards me. I sighed “Sorry Nash..” was all I said before I walked out the door.

SO TELL ME WHO YOU THINK i SHOULD FURTHER A RELATIONSHIP WITH NASH? MATT? OR SHAWN? MESSAGE ME!! or should I even continue? Idk message me what you think 

His Family Part 1 - Requested (Luke)

This was requested by Anon (Hello, I love your writing, all of you girls are such good writers :) do you think one of you could write about the first time you meet Luke’s family?) Here you go and thank you so much, ENJOY!!!!

‘How long do we have until we leave?’ You call to lick from the bathroom.

'Like an hour’ you nearly don’t hear as he mumbles, you come out of the bathroom and see he is lying eyes closed on top of the made bed.

'Is this okay?’ You ask and he hums not even opening his eyes. You pull down your jeans and rip off your top standing in your underwear. 'Really? You don’t think I should cover up a little for your family?’ You smirk as his eyes flutter open and widen as he sees you. His lips part and you climb on top of him, straddling his waist and his hands meet your hips instantly.

'Maybe we could meet them tomorrow’ he mumbles sitting up a little to stretch his lips to yours, 'your gonna have to work with an hour’ you tease pulling his shirt over his head before holding yourself as close as possible to his chest.

———-

'You ready?’ Luke glances over to you, you nod and smile a little before climbing out the car and meeting Luke in his side, and he wraps an arm around you and pulls you in pecking your lips before pulling away a little.

'You know you’re like the second girl to meet my family’ he tells you, you flash the sweetest smile possible. 'It’s an honour’ you wiggle your eyebrows a little.

'Aww look at lover boy’ you pull away from Luke a bit, standing at his side as you smile at Celeste.

'Shut up’ Luke narrows his eyes, holding his hand out, Jack meets it with his and they half shake and half hug.

'Hey!’ Celeste smiles and you smile back but Luke and Jack continue to talk over you.

'You not been in yet?’ Jack asks.

'Obviously not if we’re standing out here’

'Oh don’t be showing off in front of (Y/N)’ jack teases winking at you and you laugh a little. 'Nice to meet you by the way’ he nods towards you.

'You two, I feel like I already know you both, Luke doesn’t shut up’ you chuckle a little and so do they.

'You should hear him going on about you’ Celeste laughs.

'Weren’t you two supposed to be her half an hour ago’ Luke interjects, clearing trying to change the subject.

'Well someone spilt Vegemite on his shirt then changed and needed the new one ironing, I told him he had to do it himself and he took forever. So it’s someone’s fault’ Celeste explains and you smile as she speaks.

'Well babe I forgive you’ jack teases winking at her and she rolls her eyes.

'Oh Lucas, what have you done to her’ Celeste suddenly cried, you look at her confused before noticing Jack and Celeste eyes in your neck, you rub your hand around your neck and look towards Luke who has a huge smirk on his face. Your lips part in shock.

'You didn’t’ you gasp, Luke bites his lip little and you spin to look in the car window at your reflection and you see a purple bruises in your neck. 'It’s not even that bad’ Luke chuckles a little rubbing your back, you hit his chest not too hard 'it’s fucking purple, I’ve got to meet your mum’ you sigh.

'Do you have a jacket, I’m sure it will cover it up’ Celeste offers, you nod, turning back round to see jack smirking and you glare at him and Luke as you head to the boot to get your bag, you rout through and pull out your back hoodie, 'this okay?’ You ask turning to look at Celeste, she nods and you sigh pulling down the boot.

'So are you nervous about meeting everyone?’ Celeste asks as you start to walk to the front door side by side, jack and Luke have already gone in.

'Erm not really, I’m just hoping you all like me’ you tell her and she nods.

'Well you’re doing well do far’

———-

'I’ll help with the dishes’ you offer as everyone starts standing from the table.

'Oh no, the boys do the dishes, you come sit with us’ Liz smiles as she leaves the room, you look to Luke and he winks, you follow Celeste out of the room and into the garden. Liz is sitting on a chair, Celeste sits in the rocking bench and you join her.

'Dinner was as great as usual’ Celeste comments.

'Thanks’ Liz smiles. 'Yeah it was amazing, thanks’ you add, Liz nods 'well fingers crossed you will be around for many more’ Liz smiles.

'So how are you and Luke? Does he treat you well?’ Liz questions.

'Yeah, he’s amazing, I was kinda worried at the beginning that he was too busy to commit, but he really has’ you explain.

'That’s good; we were beginning to worry that he wouldn’t find a nice girl. We thought we would have some model or Taylor Swift at the dinner table.’ Liz laughs a little.

‘God that would have been terrible’ Celeste laughs and so do you.

'If he ever starts being a diva call me’ Liz tells you a smirk on her lips.

'I’ll keep that in mind’ you joke.

'It’s never good when their all laughing’ you look up to see Ben smirking as the others follow him.

'What have you told her?’ Luke asks, wide eyed looking over his mum and Celeste.

'Nothing, we were actually just talking about that terrible mark you left on her neck’ Liz’s words make you blush a little, as you feel them all glance at you. You move your jacket a little higher, but then sigh taking it off.

'At least I can take this thing off now, I’m so hit’ you huff and Ben and jack laugh at you.

'Well Lucas, what do you have to say for yourself?’ Liz asks looking towards Luke; he looks uncomfortable, like a little boy getting told off. And you notice everyone looking at Luke smirking, clearly holding back their laughs.

'I dunno, sorry’ he mumbles.

'She’s messing with you son’ Andrew laughs hitting his back and everyone laughs.

'Seriously though don’t do it again’ Liz tried to straighten her face but you see the couriers of her mouth twitching.

'At least not where we can see’ Ben breaks in making Luke flush and you laugh with everyone else.

'Okay, okay, that’s enough teasing for one day, your all still spending the night here?’ Liz calms everyone. Ben, jack and Celeste all nod.

'Good, good, well Luke why don’t you take (Y/N) to your room’ answer tells Luke. He nods and holds out his hand for you, you stand and take it 'see you later’ you smile to everyone.

'Don’t be too loud’ Ben shouts as you climb the stairs with Luke behind you.

‘Wow’ Luke sighs, flopping onto his bed; you jump next to him, him lying on his tummy while you’re on your back. ‘That was quite the meal’ you comment, you close your eyes and your both silent for a couple of minutes.

‘So, do you like them?’ Luke’s head has turned so he is looking at you and you do the same, you pull a face, ‘I dunno, your mums a little you know, and your dad doesn’t speak much, Celeste seems a little two faces, but Jack’s hot I guess’ you tell him, he pushes himself up frowning at you, lips parted, he moves his mouth but doesn’t say anything and you laugh, ‘Babe I’m joking, I like them, and they have all been so nice’ you reassure him, siting up a little yourself and grabbing his neck pulling his lips to your, he pulls away a little so your lips are brushing as he speaks ‘I love you’. 

Part 2

From Chelsea

Summer Lovin' - Nash Grier Fanfic ( Part 5 )

Nash’s POV:

“ Get Off Her Gilinsky!!" Nash shouted and he got off her immiedietly,

Gilinsky rubbed the back of his neck and spoke ” Oh Hey Nash, Y/N got a littly drunk so I brought her up to her room and she pulled me in for a kiss.“ and Nash’s face was full of anger

” Bullshit Gilinsky! You kissed me! When you wrapped your arms around me I thought you were Nash!“ you screamed and just started to cry at this situation. ” Get Out Gilinsky".

“ That was so low Y/N”

“ I thought it was you!”

“ Whatever! But you didn’t push him away!”

“ I couldn’t he didn’t let me go!”

“ I think you should leave.”

“ leave my room" you questioned in pure frustration

” uhh yeah"

“ Why don’t you get the fuck out Nash! and never come back”

“ Shut Up Y/N! Noone cares what you say!”

“ Thats Bullshit! I think we need to break up because I don’t date faggots like you”

“ Whatever, I don’t date cheating Bitches" and walked to the door and slammed it hard. Soon as he walked out you started to ball out in tears.

~ 2 hours later ~ 1 am

” Hey" Y/B/N called

“ Go Away Nash or whoever you are!”

“ Whats wrong" Mahogany asked with a genuine tone

” Jack Gilinsky kissed me and I thought It was Nash and Nash got mad because I kissed him back and he said mean things and I sorta broke up with him" You cried on Mahogany’s shoulder and Y/B/N put her arm around you “ Y/N, Nash is an idiot if didn’t believe you or forgive you so don’t let him bring you down. Lets get some sleep because the second day of Magcon is tomorrow and then we can relax for another week and then we are back to North Carolina for us" Y/B/N said

” Nash’s there" you whined “ Go to sleep girls, big day tomorrow" Mahogany said.

– 

Next day:

Today was day 2 of Magcon Chicago and You, Y/B/N and Mahogany were all getting ready,

Y/N wore: 

you were still upset but your lif motto was ’ If nothing you planned goes right then don’t wait for something to come to you, go to that something’In this instance the something is Nash. You wore something to impress the other boys and let Nash know what he lost.

By around 9 am you girls went downstairs to meet the guys for breakfast you kinda was excited to see the boys and to see Nash’s reaction.

” Hey Girls" The boys chimed

“ Hey Boys!! Excited for today?!" You girls replied, but you couldn’t stop looking at Nash who’s eyes were full of lust and his face when the boys complimented you. You sat next to Cameron and Y/B/N.

The Event:

The event for you was really awkward because Nash kept looking at you but you tried to ignore him and just continued the games and Q&A’s with the others then one of the girls from the crowd asked Y/B/N and yourself

” If you had to date one of these boys, who would it be and why?“

Y/B/N aswered Matt because she is totally inlove with him since day one and you stood there with a blush but then decided to answer the question "ummm… I would date Shawn because he is so cute and he can be my personal radio and he can sing to me when ever" and you looked over to Nash and he just looked disappointed and looked away then you looked at Shawn and he was walking over to you and gave you a huge hug.

Once the event was over you went on to twitter and saw a tweet that nash postet and you knew it was meant for you;

” @nashgrier: i know you made a mistake, I know you are sorry, I know you regret it, I know you still love me, But I screwed things up by saying fucking mean things, I need you right now. Seeying you dress nice makes me feel like i have the everything when really i don’t i lost that everything because of one stupid night that we were drunk. I hope you see this and come back to me or vice versa I go back to you. But I don’t think you want to talk to me….. I’m so sorry and I want you back and this time I won’t screw up I won’t I promise. I know your friends hate me and I hope they can forgive me for this stupid mistake I made of letting the best person in my life go….ofc my family is #1 but you come in a close tie… ahahaha love you loads still even if you don’t"

You imiedietly smiled and ran over to Nash and you kissed him full of passion and he just gazed into your eyes and smiled.

Words Unspoken Part II
Part I



It took you a minute to realize what was happening. Jack had heard you talking about your feelings towards him. You didn't know what yo reply or what to do. 

"What are you doing here?" You asked softly, looking around the room, trying to avoid his strong stare. 

"You didn't answer my question" He replied with a hint of annoyance in his voice.

"You didn't answer mine" You replied. 

"I asked first" He spoke a little louder this time. 

"I don't have to tell you anything, Jack" You replied trying to push him away to find your way out of the bathroom but failing miserably since he was twice your size. 

"We both know we have to talk about this" Jack stated as you tried to find a way to scape the situation. 

"No, we don't. We can forget that this happened, and move on" You looked at him in the eyes for the first time since you started the conversation. "You go with Mia to the dance, I go with Johnson and that's it"

"Is that the reason why you didn't tell me?" Jack asked raising his eye brow, making his eyes look more intense which caused your heart to speed up. "You are jealous of Mia?" He smirked.

And that's when your rage came. 

"Jealous?" You spitted looking at him as if he had just insulted you. "I'm not jealous, Jack! There's a big difference between hurt and jealous. I'm not one of your little fans that begs for your attention or a compliment from you. You might find it funny how a lot of girls throw themselves at you, but you are not doing the same with me, Jack" 

You pushed him harder this time, which caused him to stumble back, allowing you to walk out of the bathroom.

"You don't have the right to do that, Jack" You replied looking at him as a tear run down your face. 

You left the room, leaving Jack in a state of confusion, as he watched you slip between his fingers. 

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It had been your first fight with Jack and it seemed like the world was trying to make you feel more miserable. 

"Shit" You whispered as you realized it was raining. Most of the times this wasn't a problem, since you always had a ride, which happens to be Jack. You were used to having him take you to school and bring you back home, so you would never worry about taking your car. 

You grabbed your books as you closed your locker. You tried to fit all the books in your bag, to avoid getting them wet, since you had to walk home. You unfolded your jacket that was at the bottom of your bag, putting it on as everyone left the hallway to avoid walking to the parking lot as the storm grew stronger. 

You tried to run as you watched the school bus, leaving the parking lot. It was just too late. You looked around to see if you found any friendly face that would give you a ride, but everyone was either, leaving or had a full car. 

You gave up as you realized that you would have to walk home. You pulled your jacket a little over your head to protect at list a part of you. You walked through the concrete path, reaching the doors of your school. 

It was freezing. You could feel the rain between your socks and reaching the blouse you had under your jacket. You walked at least to corners from school when you hear a car horning close to you. Thinking it could be anything, you kept walking without looking back. And that's when the car pulled over. You knew this car too much to not know who it was. 

"Get in" Jack yelled because the storm was loud enough to cover his voice. 

"I'm fine" You kept walking. 

"I didn't ask you if you were fine" Jack moved his car to follow you. "Get in the car, Y/N"

"I won't if I don't want to" You replied stubbornly. 

"Stop being so proud, and get in the God damn car" Jack yelled angrier this time. 

You realized there was not point in fighting him. He had a warm car and you had wet shoes. You needed him. 

"Okay" You replied moving closer as he open the door from inside his car. 

You stepped in, feeling the warm air of his car, making your shivering stop. You dropped your bag at your feet, stretching your hands to get a little bit of heat coming from your sit. 

"I was waiting for you at the parking lot but you never showed up" Jack whisper softly as he started the car again. 

"I didn't thought it was necessary for you to take me" You replied looking out the window, entertaining yourself with the rain drops that slipped through the window. 

"Why do you have to be like this?" Jack asked looking at you. 

"Like what?" You replied still avoiding his gaze. 

"Stubborn, proud, I could go for hours" Jack replied turning left to take the street to your house. 

"You don't have to talk to me if it bothers you so much" You replied looking at him this time. 

"See! There it is again" Jack chuckled. "Pushing people away. Classic you, Y/N"

"Whatever, Jack" You replied looking at the window again. "Just take me home"

The rest of the drive went silence, just with the sound of the car as it produced warm air to make your cold go away. 

Jack pulled at your drive way as you grabbed your bag from the floor. You were about to walk out of the car when Jack grabbed your hand. 

"We have to talk, Y/N" He pulled you back to your seat. "Now"

"What do you want me to say, Jack?" You whined. "You already know"

"I wanna know why you didn't tell me" He whispered. "I wanna know why you are avoiding me"

"Because you are Jack freaking Gilinsky" You replied exasperated. "And I'm just Y/F/N"

"I don't get it" Jack said as he moved closer to you. "What does that have to do with how you feel?"

"You would never feel the same way" You answered as you look ahead of you, avoiding his eyes. "Every girl is behind you. You deserve too much"

"That doesn't mean you are not enough" He whispered as he stretched his hands to caress your cheek, making your head turn to him. "I can't tell you that I feel the same, Y/N"

You looked down trying to stopped the tears from leaving your eyes. He said it. He doesn't like you. 

"I'm not in love with you" He whispered. "But I know I don't see you as just my best friend. I know that my feelings towards you are not the friends' type. I can't define them"

"What does that mean?" You whispered as he pulled you closer to him to hug you. 

"It means that I like you. Not as strong as you deserve but I still do" he looked down at you as you hide your face between his shoulder and his jaw. "I can't promise you anything, but we can try. We can see were does this takes us and keep going"

"And how are we going to do that?" You asked as tears ran down your face. Jack grabbed your face as he placed it in front of his. 

"You just have to ask a question" Jack replied causing you to smile, knowing what he meant.

"Jack Gilinsky, would you be my date for the Girls invite Boys Homecoming Dance?" You smiled as he faked a surprised face. 

"It would be an honor and a pleasure" Jack replied pulling you to him to hug you again. 

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Sooo here is part two to "Words Unspoken". It's actually sooner that I was expecting but I felt inspired so here I leave it to you. Hope you like it. I would be posting more parts since I'm planning on doing it a long story.