this took me like three attempts to make

Ponds || Tom Holland

| Tom Holland Imagine| 



“You know, if you get any closer to that duck, you’ll fall in the pond,” I heard a soft chuckle from behind me. I turned around to face Tom. He stood with his arms crossed, looking at me with a smile. I took a small step back, but the muddy ground prevented me from stepping any further back, I felt myself slipping and soon enough I felt the cold impact. Water splashed everywhere, a few ducks cleared the space around me. 

“Told you so.” 

I sent a glare as I tried to get out of the water, failing miserably. I looked up at him and let out a huff as I saw him stood, doubled over laughing. He walked towards me and helped me out, still laughing at my misfortune. I trudged past him, shivering as the air began to get colder around me, I was freezing cold. I shook, trying to dry myself off. 

“Can we go? Please?” I asked, still shivering. Tom took off his jacket and wrapped it around my shoulders before pulling me into him. I warmed up a bit, but not enough. Burying my face into his shoulder, I wrapped my arms around his torso, holding him tight. He chuckled and kissed my wet hair as we began to leave. 

I had a few strange looks off of strangers as we passed them, I couldn’t help but feel awkward as a few stared down at me. Finally, we reached Tom’s house, only to find his brothers standing in the garden, watching as we approached them, me still shivering. 

“What in the world happened to you? You look like you just went swimming in the pond!” Harry stated with a chuckle making me roll my eyes as the three boys began laughing, Tom chucking along with his brothers, he soon stopped when I slapped his chest. 

“You got the pond part right, although she didn’t go swimming… She actually fell into the pond,” the boys erupted into more laughter, catching the attention of their mom, she exited the house. Her eyes widened as she took in my appearance, rushing to my side almost immediately.

She rubbed my arms in attempt to warm me up, “what happened? Tom?! You was supposed to look after her. What did you do?” Tom raised his hands up in defense. 

“I didn’t do anything! She got too close to the pond and fell in. I did warn her!” He defended himself, his mom send him a glare as she took me from him and into her arms, I was about to say something about her clothing getting wet, but she had already rushed me into the house. From outside, I could hear the laughter start up again. 


“Are you mad at me?” 



Still no reply. 

“Okay, I’m sorry. I shouldn’t have laughed at you and I should have told my brothers to stop, lesson learnt! Please forgive me, I love you so much. Pleaseeeeeee?” Tom kissed all over my face, landing onto my lips. I couldn’t help but kiss him back. 

I pulled away and smirked, “we’re going to the park again tomorrow.” 


I smiled, “no reason, but I’ll give you a warning, stay far away from that pond. You might slip or someone might accidentally push you in, just a tip.” I stated before kissing his lips once again. 

Tomorrow will be a fun day. 

Busted pt 3 *Not Edited*

Shawn Mendes 
Words: 1,120 
Note: Because when do I edit anything XD Anyway, thanks to all the peeps that have been asking for this! I finally did it after what like five months! Also, I managed to sneak the ‘trust me’ prompt in here, so I’m counting that! I was thinking of writing out the boyfriend tag, sort of like describing how the video would be, but idk if people would actually like that? If you want to see it then tell me I guess :)
Parts 1 and

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“Aaliyah, please open up.” I spoke through the flimsy fabric covered the bunk for what felt like the tenth time, trying to get her to show her face. It wasn’t much of a door, but it was the only real privacy someone could have on a tour bus and I wasn’t about to intrude on that, “I stoke a muffin from Shawn’s snack table.”

The curtain finally opened, just enough for her to peak a glance at the baked good in my hand, “What kind of muffin?”

I laughed because of course she would open up for a muffin. Gesturing to the bed, she finally opened the curtain all the way, allowing me to climb onto the tiny bed. I squeezed my way to the back, leaning by back against the ‘wall’ so I was facing her. Handing her the muffin, I watched her face light up when she saw the chocolate chips.

Even in the dim light I could see the red splotches adoring her face, Just the fact she was crying over this whole thing broke my heart.  

“I’m really sorry.” She finally broke the silence, picking small pieces off the muffin and popping them into her mouth, “I sent her the photos as a joke. I didn’t know she would post them everywhere.”

“You don’t need to be sorry. It’s been two years, it was going to happen at some point. Anyway, I’m sure everyone has known for a while now.”

“Yeah, you’re not really good at hiding the holding hands, or hugs, or kisses, or anything really.” I kicked her leg playfully, sending us both into a fit of giggles.

“Seriously though.” I started once the laugher died down, “You don’t need to worry, we’ll sort this out. And prepare for more kissing because we have no reason to hide now.”

“Yay!” Rolling her eyes, she cheered sarcastically, but I saw the small smile hanging on the corner of his lips.


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bookishlife15  asked:

So I've been meaning to ask about Groundhog Day, I want to know in detail how good is the show? It's just that I don't live in the states.... 😶😶😶

Okay I’ve been sitting on this ask for like three days because I’m a MORON but I’m finally gonna make an attempt and basically kind turn this into a Why Everyone Should Listen to/See Groundhog Day and try to avoid too many staging spoilers in the process.

I’m gonna start talking about the score because that’s how most people are gonna get into the show. The songs are all incredibly ranging genre-wise, going from pop to rock to folk to even a 6 minute instrumental funk tune with a guitar solo. And yet somehow it’s all brilliantly tied together with gorgeous repeating melodies and honestly really deep lyrics that sometimes you have to listen to several times in order to even understand double meanings of. The finale is an incredibly beautiful and emotional song that genuinely makes me cry like,, every time I listen to it, and the funny songs are so insanely clever and hilarious. And then there’s Hope which,,, is extremely dark but pure genius.

Seeing the show live is also an incredible experience and hopefully if the bootleg leaks there’ll be more people who get into the show who don’t have the opportunity to go to New York because there’s so much going on with the staging and set and lighting that is just?? Absolutely brilliant. Groundhog Day obviously is a musical that required a lot of thought to put on stage because of the nature of the movie. Without the ability to just re-shoot the same scene over and over, it’s incredible how well they used choreography and lighting to communicate that same idea, while always managing to change it slightly in order to never make the show feel boring or repetitive. It’s math and it’s genius.

This is also such an incredibly well-rounded show emotionally which I think is what really sets it apart from most other shows I’ve seen. Some scenes in act 1 are genuinely so funny that they often have to pause before they can sing the next song because the audience will start cheering for a long time over one line of dialogue (see: Nobody Cares and the diner scene after Philandering). But then act 2 starts off with a very real and powerful song from Nancy, and immediately from there jumps into Hope which is the most intense song I’ve ever seen. The character of Phil goes through an insane amount of character development brilliantly executed by Andy that makes you both cry laughing and genuinely cry over as he goes through dark times in act 2, and several other characters are highlighted and developed a lot further than they are in the movie (Rita, Nancy and Ned). Overall the show delivers a lot of really powerful messages about appreciating life and those around you while dealing with the inevitability of the end of life and how to make the best use of the time you’ve got. It’s honestly really brilliant in every way, and I heavily encourage everyone to please go listen to this show.
Transgender woman who groped girl, 15, spared jail

Judge allows a transgender woman, 57, who groped a 15-year-old girl’s breasts in a motorway traffic jam to start a new life 100 miles away            

  • Dawn Love from Lightwater, Surrey, tried to put her hand down her victim’s shorts while driving down the M3 in March this year
  • She then offered the teenager money to accompany her to see Mrs Brown’s Boys
  • Judge says crime justified imprisonment but only gave Love a community order
  • Love has a previous conviction for having horse pornography on her phone
  • ‘Bullied and depressed’ Love is thinking about moving to Dorset 'to start again’

A transgender woman who groped the breasts of a 15-year-old girl in a motorway traffic jam before later offering to take to her to see a performance of Mrs Brown’s Boys was today allowed to start a new life 100 miles away.

Dawn Love, 57, arrived at the victim’s home and offered to take her out for the day before trying to put her hands down the child’s shorts and top on the M3.

The victim got into the car because she thought another family member was coming with her, but was only followed out of the house by Love, Guildford Crown Court was told.

A judge told Love that her crime justified a prison sentence, but only handed her a two-year community order and told her that moving to Dorset might be in her 'best interests’.

Prosecutor Richard Elliot described the assault from . He said: 'She found herself in a position of being driven by Ms Love against her will.’

Mr Elliot said Love from Lightwater, Surrey, sexually assaulted her victim while driving on the motorway.

He said: 'She was trying to place her hands down the complainant’s shorts, close to the top of her knickers, but got no further. She then put her hands close to the complainant’s breasts and then started to touch the top of them.’

Love sent a text message to the girl a few days later which read: 'Do you like Mrs Brown’s Boys? Do you want to come with me to watch it? I will pay you.’

After the three-day trial, a jury took five hours and 51 minutes to unanimously find Love guilty of one count of sexual assault.

At an earlier hearing the court heard that Love was assigned male at birth but underwent a gender reassignment operation in 2003.

Sentencing Judge Jonathan Black today said: 'You placed your hands on her breasts and then attempted to get your hand underneath her shorts.

'I do make the point that the car was stationary, you were in a traffic jam, and you would have been surrounded on all sides by others cars.’

Love, who used a zimmer frame to walk into court, was acquitted of two further counts of sexual assault on the same victim.

The court heard that Love, who was handed a suspended sentence for having horse pornography on her phone in March 2015, had an appointment to view sheltered accommodation on the south coast and was planning to leave her Surrey home.

Judge Black added: 'I understand that you are seeking to leave the area and move to Dorset and that seems to me to be something in your best interests.’

Defending James Bloomer told the court that Love, who suffers from Post-Traumatic Stress Disorder (PTSD) was reported to pose a high risk of suicide.

He said: 'We are dealing with a 57-year-old disabled woman with no history of this type of offending and who now has a chance to move away from the bullying and depression she is now facing and move to Dorset to start again.’

A five-year restraining order was also put in place, prohibiting her from contacting the victim, and she was ordered to pay £1,500 in costs plus a £60 victim surcharge.

As part of her community order Love from Lightwater, Surrey, was ordered to undergo two years of supervision with the probation service.

Hostage part 9: Finale

Bucky x reader

Notes: fluff, smut, angst (ish), violence, swearing

This is the last part, sorry if it seems rushed; but I had to put an end to it. This thing was becoming a monster in my head. 

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You were the weird girl in high school, the 5 year reunion was a disaster, and now it’s your ten year high school reunion. You planned on not going, but Pietro, your best friend, isn’t going to let you miss it and surprise your former classmates. At first he was just going to be your date, but now you’re pretending you’re happily married and have a kid, and you’re both enjoying your classmate’s dumbfounded faces. Only problem is, now you wish it were true.

Warning: sexual references/situations, language

Pairing: Pietro x Reader

Words:  4,116

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haisley  asked:

I love your writing! Especially the angsty ironpanther ones. If your taking prompts, could you do more of the secretly married ironpanther AU? Maybe the Avengers find out that T'Challa is married but don't know who?

Anonymous said: I love your secretly married ‘verse. Can we pretty please have more? Maybe the others finding out they are married? Or anything else really. You dragged me into rare pair hell ;) 

Anonymous said: Omg? Like now i really need the avengers reaction when they found out tony is married to T'challa? And T'challa and everyone in wakanda being really mean to Steve because of what he did to tony?

Anonymous said: please please please, would you write the team finding out about Tony and T'Challa for your secretly married verse??? (Or theorise about how it would go down??)) <3 

Okay by obviously popular demand, I give you more of the Secretly Married IronPanther verse. (Last drabble for it here.)


T’Challa remained perfectly polite to the Secret Avengers upon returning. If they noticed something was off, none of them dared confront him about it.

Shuri had no such compunctions.

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The Accident. (Gadreel Imagine)

Author: datfamilybusiness

Editors Note: Please go follow this lovely and talented person! Her blog is amazing and so is this story, I hope you all enjoy! -Mishanarry

Trigger Warning: Mentions of blood, car accident, graphic descriptions of gore, cursing, death

Summary: You and Gadreel get into a nasty fight right before you two get into a fatal car accident.

Darkness. The smell of blood. The muffled screaming of steam from the engine. A sharp stabbing pain bounced between my left shoulder blade and chest.

I tried to open my eyes, but they felt like anchors. I took a deep breath, but as I inhaled the stench of something burning, my lungs gave out, sending me into a coughing fit. With every cough, there was pain rippling through my numb body. Then I tasted it…the blood dripping from my teeth and through my parted lips. I could feel the crimson liquid pouring down my face. 

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Regarding Abigail - Part 15 (AU Tom and Abby)

TITLE: Regarding Abigail
AUTHOR: theothercourse
GENRE: Romance/Drama
FIC SUMMARY: In an alternate universe (of In Formal Wear), a terrible car accident robs Abigail of her recent memory. She doesn’t remember Tom or their relationship. Injured and alone, Abby can only put her trust in a man who claims to be her boyfriend. Tom has a second chance to make Abby fall in love with him - again. (Based on a request from missviolethunter from THIS LIST)
RATING: Mature
AUTHORS NOTES/WARNINGS: Based on the characters from Upstaged, In His Kiss, In Her Arms, Who Loves You, Baby?, The Road to Something Better,Regarding Abigail, Tom/Abby One Shots, All Tom/Abigail in chronological order   FLASHBACKS IN ITALICS

Book Cover | Part 1 | Part 2 | Part 3 | Part 4 | Part 5 | Part 6 | Part 7 | Part 8 | Part 9 | Part 10 | Part 11 | Part 12 | Part 13 | Part 14

Regarding Abigail

Three days.

Three torturous, endless, agonizing days.

I stewed and beat myself up for leaving the girl, the shy actress that I’d been indulging my every sexual desire with for nearly six months. When Luke called and asked me down to the pub to toast a successful 2011, I jumped at the opportunity to get her out of my head after acting the jerk.

“What the fuck crawled up your arse and died, man?” Luke asked as a greeting. He placed a cold pint in front of me as I practically collapsed into the chair opposite him. He signaled to the barmaid for two more after taking one look at the state of me, anticipating a long night. “You’ve been a shit mood for two days.”

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prompt: Troye hasn’t been okay since the show in Sweden. His sleep schedule is far too messed up, and things aren’t looking too good.

A/N: this was an idea I just kinda had?? I hope y'all like it!!
Exhaustion. Pure exhaustion. Troye hadn’t slept properly in about three days, and it was getting to him fast. Bags were forming under his eyes from lack of sleep. His head ached and it felt like someone was repeatedly banging his head against a brick wall. It was almost three in the morning where he was, and he knew he shouldn’t be calling someone so late.

2:54 a.m.: babe call me, tell me what’s going on

He took a deep breath, slowly sighing out before he pressed the call button on Skype. It’s not like it was late for the other side of the call, it was almost eleven in the morning the day before over there, but he knew all too well that he should be making attempts at sleeping. The call was quickly answered and Troye was met with a clearly concerned blonde.

“What’s up? You gonna tell me why you’re awake this late?” Tyler knew just how late it really was in Perth for him, and Troye knew all too well that the blonde was ready to interrogate him. “Or why you’ve been so weird lately?”

Their Skype messages about thirty minutes before the call had been suspicious to Tyler before he had told the younger boy to call him.

2:29 a.m.: Troye boy care to tell me why you’re up so late in Perth?

2:31 a.m: i’m fine, i promise, don’t start worrying

2:38 a.m.: by now i know when you’re lying to me, Troye

2:49 a.m: lots of shit is happening, Tilly. don’t freak out

That was when he received the message to call him. Troye knew the minute he said all that Tyler would get suspicious and insist on knowing what was going on like any good friend would do.

“You said a lot of shit was happening. Tell me about it. Is it you and Connor?”

“Ty, Connor and I are perfectly fine. I mean, you know I’d like to see him more often, but other than that it’s nothing with him.”

“T, you gotta talk about what’s bugging you. You’ve been acting weird lately, even Con’s asking me about it because you aren’t telling him things.” Tyler crossed his arms over his chest.

Troye bit his lip, looking away from the screen as he took a minute to try and think his words through. The headache was only getting worse, his head was pounding. “I haven’t slept properly in almost three days,” he blurted out, his exhaustion causing him to be completely blunt when he wanted to avoid it right now.

Tyler’s expression softened, his eyes wider and his mouth open with a gasp, and Troye knew he wasn’t getting out of the older boy’s questions now. “Troye, what do you mean ‘properly’?”

“I…my sleep schedule is more fucked up than ever. I get like…a few hours and then I’m awake for what feels like forever, then I have to do something so I can’t try to go back to sleep. Everything is really stressful, especially now with the album out and the tour about to start, and I’m lucky that there’s a gap between shows right now. The shows here in Australia are next month, so I mean a gap is good right now. I’ve been running on empty for a while, Ty.”

“It started recently? Or has it been bothering you?”

Troye nodded, running a hand through his messy curls. “Sleeping has only been a problem lately, but since I got back from Sweden things got stressful fast.”

“You haven’t mentioned this to Connor, have you?” Tyler watched Troye let out a long sigh and shake his head. “Babe, you have to tell him what you told me. We’re all worried about you. You can’t let yourself go on like this, especially with your tour.”

“I know. I know, I know, I know. I hate worrying you all.”

“Troye, babe, you were worrying all of us more by not telling anyone you were so exhausted. Listen, I have to get going, Korey and I have some plans. Try to get some sleep. Promise me you’ll talk to Connor and get back to me?”

Troye nodded, tangling his fingers in his curls. “I’ll try.”

Tyler smiled wide. “Bye, Troye. Hope you sort things out tonight and get some sleep.” The call came to an end and Troye fell back onto his bed, tugging on his hair in frustration. The familiar ringing sound came from his laptop a few minutes later; another Skype call.

I swear, if this is Tyler again. Troye sat back up and answered the call, not bothering to check who it was. He was shocked to see a pair of green eyes and a breathtaking smile staring back at him in that very familiar place he called home, something that made him smile brightly. “Connor.”

“Hey, Troye boy, you okay? It’s really late, why are you even online?”

The smile faded a bit from Troye’s face and he simply shrugged. “Lots of things are happening, Con. I’m a very busy boy.”

“Tyler texted me and said you talked to him about some stuff going on. Is everything alright? I’m worried, Tro.” The look in Connor’s eyes told Troye everything; they expressed his concern, the questions he clearly had as Troye shrugged in response. Troye watched as his eyebrows furrowed, and he was obviously thinking. Troye could read Connor like a book, and he knew the questions he was about to ask.

“Babe, what’s going on? Why didn’t you tell me things weren’t okay?” They were exactly what Troye had expected.

“I didn’t want you worrying over me. You had things going on the past few days.”

“I got worried when you didn’t tell me what was going on with you. You seemed so out of it lately. Tell me what’s happening.”

“I haven’t exactly…had a normal sleeping schedule the past few days. I’ve been working my ass off with no energy, and I haven’t gotten more than a few hours of sleep a night.”

Connor smiled, nodding along to what he was saying. “I get it. Tro, I wish I was there with you right now, maybe it’d help.”

“It would. You’ve always been good for me, babe.” Troye smiled, yawning. At least he was starting to feel tired. He took in the older boy on the screen for a moment before tilting his head in confusion. “Con? You going somewhere? You look like you’re about to leave, should I get off?”

Connor’s smile only widened as he shook his head. “I’m going somewhere, yeah. Coming to see you, silly.”

Troye broke out into a grin, laughing softly. “You can’t be serious. I thought that-”

“I moved my flight. I’m gonna be in Australia before you know it. Tyler texted me after he was finished talking to you earlier, and I had decided to move my flight up about a week ago when you started acting weird. Clearly I made the right choice.”

“I can’t believe you’re doing this.”

Connor hummed softly, shrugging as he picked up his bags. “It’s for you. We had New Years plans anyway, they’ll just start earlier. Let me go, okay? You try and get some sleep, I’ll text you my landing time.”

“Text me when you make it here safe. I’ll see you soon, babe.” Troye smiled and blew him a kiss, the older boy sharing the smile as he ended the call. He shut his laptop down and closed it, laying back on his bed. Connor was coming to Australia sooner and soon Troye would have his beautiful boyfriend staying with him. He shut his eyes and yawned, stretching out his body. He couldn’t explain it, but he finally felt tired, like he could actually get a full night’s rest. He knew it wouldn’t actually happen until Connor was there next to him, but feeling this way was a start.
Troye rolled over in his bed the next morning, attempting to rub the sleep out of his eyes as he grabbed his phone to check the time and what he had missed while he was asleep. He had slept on and off throughout the night, actually falling asleep at almost four in the morning before he kept waking up. 11:00 am and notifications from Twitter were most of what he missed, along with three texts. One that was clearly a wrong number (Troye didn’t recognize the number, and it was far too early for him to reply to figure it out), another from Blessing, and one that instantly warmed his heart and made him smile.

From: Con da Bon

4:30 a.m.: 20 hours 💜

Connor would be there in Perth, next to him, in less than a day. The thought alone made Troye jump out of bed and rush to go tell his family Connor was coming sooner than they expected. He’d be in Perth at midnight.

“Why so giddy all of a sudden?” Troye turned to see his mother smiling at him. “Let me guess! Connor?”

Troye’s smile only widened, and he knew he probably looked crazy with the smile he had on. “Connor’s gonna be in Perth by midnight.”

Laurelle’s expression brightened significantly at the news; she absolutely adored Connor, as did the rest of the Mellet family. “I thought he was supposed to be here closer to New Years.”

“So did I. But he changed his flight. For me. I can’t believe he did it.”

“Well, he knows he’s always welcome here. I can’t wait to see him!” Laurelle smiled over at her son before poking her head into another room. “Connor is going to be here around midnight!”

Following Laurelle’s announcement, there were a chorus of excited responses from the rest of Troye’s family.

Connor would be in Perth soon. The whole Mellet family was ecstatic.
Troye didn’t have much trouble staying up to wait for Connor to land. When it was after midnight, he had gotten in the car and headed to the airport. It would still be a bit before Connor’s flight landed, but Troye was willing to wait and wanted to be there when Connor landed. His phone vibrated, letting him know he had a message.

From: Con da Bon

1:13 a.m.: Just landed. I’m expecting one of those cheesy romance movie scenes with the flowers when we reunite! :P

Troye laughed softly and rolled his eyes fondly at the text. He stood back up and stretched out his legs, watching people file out through the gate from Connor’s flight. His eyes almost immediately fell on the oh-so-familiar boy with green eyes and the grey beanie they shared.

Connor headed straight over to Troye, hugging the younger boy hello with a wide grin. “Hey Troye boy. Missed you.”

“Missed you too, Con.” Troye pulled back from the hug and couldn’t hide his absolutely dorky grin. “Come on. Let’s head out.”
It was 2:38 in the morning, Troye and Connor laying in Troye’s room in a tangled mess but neither of them seemed to mind. They were catching up, Troye resting his head on Connor’s chest as they did.

“Tour’s been really great. I love it. It’s like, exhilarating.”

Connor hummed softly, nodding along to what Troye said. “You deserve it. You’re just…so good at what you do.”

Troye let out a soft laugh, closing his eyes and yawning. “You’re my biggest fan, and I absolutely love it. I love you.”

“Yeah? I love it too, and you. Love you tons. Get some sleep. We can talk more in the morning.”

Troye didn’t argue. Connor was there next to him, the stress was fading and he couldn’t help but let sleep take over.
Troye woke up to an empty bed, having rolled over and felt no Connor there next to him. He sat up and ran his hand through his hair. Had he been so delusional that he imagined all of that? Did he have to wait a real day this time?

He pushed himself to stand up, his hands inside the sleeves (making sweater paws) of the red Undefeatable hoodie he and Connor shared. He headed out of his room and into the kitchen, prepared for disappointment. However, what he was faced with instead filled him with relief. Connor was in the kitchen with Laurelle and Tyde, coffee in hand and a wide smile on his face. He was still in the beanie from when Troye had picked him up from the airport.

“Troye’s up!” He heard, turning to see all three of them smiling over at him. His mother had been the one to announce his precense.

“Yeah, yeah, I know. Big shocker.” Troye laughed and walked over to Connor’s side, kissing his cheek. Out of the corner of his eye he saw Laurelle ‘aw’ and felt an elbow in his side; Tyde. He rolled his eyes and rested his head on Connor’s shoulder, yawning. Laurelle smiled knowingly and grabbed Tyde, leaving them alone in the kitchen.

Troye smiled up at Connor before lifting his head up, kissing him gently. “I thought I was delusional before. When you weren’t there I thought I imagined our reunion and had to wait for real.”

Connor smiled, resting their foreheads together. “Well, I’m really, really here.”

“I know.” Troye let out a small hum, kissing him quickly before speaking up again. “I’m so happy you’re home again.”

“I’m happy I’m home too, Troye.”

Jack Gilinsky



             *cough cough cough* you hated being sick. It was the absolute worse feeling ever cause you never got sick so whenever you did it hit you like a bus. You and the rest of the Magcon boys had stopped in New Jersey, but as soon as you got off the plane you told your boyfriend to share a room with jack Jonson mean they grew up together so it wasn’t some crazy stretch them having to share but you did miss your boyfriend. You had shut off all the lights your phone even the hotel cord was disconnected and it has been that way for the past three days. The only one who came in was Bart telling you not to worry you were missing this stop but you might want to consider going to the hospital… hhhmm see you would if you actually had enough strength to get up out of bed. You heard loud banging sound outside. You were feeling worse in comparison to three days ago but still not good and people banging on the door want helping. You ignored it they couldn’t last all day. Eventually it did stop Thank God. You closed your eyes to get more sleep you hadn’t even thought of the fact that maybe the boys had try to check up on you like it complete slipped your mind , eh it couldn’t have been that big of  deal right. You felt yourself rifting to sleep which was cut very very short in your opinion. You soon heard a rushing of feet come through the door but you physically couldn’t get yourself to turn around, thinking about it maybe the hospital was the best choice. “(Y/N) babe re you ok please wake up “You heard a very very familiar voice it was Jacks quite comforting actually. “Hey love are you ok we have all sent you text and calls and we didn’t get an answer” Shawn said rubbing your back you could tell all the boys where there because of the amount of hands rubbing your back. “Baby can you please turn around” Jack said voice getting a little shaky. “Can she even turn around” Cameron whispered. I shook my head no, even that drained the energy out of you.  “Guys she can’t move help her dammit” Hayes said. The flipped you over you winced at the sudden exposure to light. “Umm guy tell Bart imp going to get her cleaned up and to a hospital” Jack says. They all shuffled out of the room. “Baby imp so sorry I should have checked on you earlier.” He said very apologetically. “I got an idea I remember when I was sick or at least when I was little my mom take me a shower” He said very very proud of his idea. He picked you up bridal style placing you on the bathroom counter filling the tub. “ You don’t have to “ you cracked. “ don’t be silly I love you and id do anything to get you better , I hope you know imp not leaving you once we get back “ he said honestly you had struck gold he was the perfect boyfriend. He placed you gently in a full tub the warm water sent waves a relief though your body. He began washing your hair and having a bit more fun than he should. He started giggling making different shapes. He even earned a laugh from you. He probably spent a full half an hour just making shapes with you hair. Once you were done wrapped you up really tight. Giving you’re a pair of sweats to wear. Honestly your actually did feel a little bit better and cleaner for sure! He told the boys that you guys were leaving but they said were ready too. You both stared in utter confusion “Um hello she is like our little sister too you think were going to let her go to the hospital without us” Jack J stated pretty matter erectly you smiled and kept moving slowly. You ended up going to the hospital with a party of 10 joining you. Turns out you were really sick you had phuenmonia, so that meant you stayed there for like three days. Darning this time all the boys took shifts but jack stayed with you at night attempting to cuddle you to sleep. “Hey babe when we get back maybe I can give you a shower as a thank you” you wink. He blushed a deep red “id enjoy that but I bet you can’t make more shapes than me “he laughed oh he was truly perfect.


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