yeah my gif is the best

Imagine Chris admitting you’re his celebrity crush.

A/N: This is a request from @unstainedlight and it took me forever to get to, I’m so sorry. But here it is, finally! It’s super cute and I’d a lot of fun writing it (as in I giggled a lot) Enjoy! X

You arrived on the ‘The Tonight Show with Jimmy Fallon’ set shortly after your husband, Chris. The two of you came in separate cars because you’d come from your movie set, whereas he came from the hotel you were put up in while working in New York; he wasn’t due to film ‘Avengers: Infinity War’ until May. Both you and Chris had been invited by Jimmy Fallon to do your own respective interviews on your upcoming movies and pending projects, or so the both of you thought. As it turned out, those reasons were just bait given to your publicists to get both of you on his set at the same time without raising suspicion; the man had something cheeky planned.

Jimmy had interviewed Chris numerous times now- one could say that they were friends, so Jimmy knew about Chris’ crush on you. He’d said numerous times now, in most of his interviews, that you were a beautiful actress he admired, with values, morals, and ethics that made him think very highly of you; or in short, that you were his celebrity crush. The thing that Jimmy didn’t know, however, was that they two of you were actually married. You’d met Chris in 2014 while having lunch with your friends, Emily Blunt and John Krasinski. Chris was a good friend of John’s who thought the two of you would hit it off, and you did almost immediately.

After that day, the two of you starting secretly dating under the media’s radar because neither of you wanted the stress that came with having your relationship in the limelight. Both of you had been in the industry for a while now, so you knew what it was like when you started dating someone. The constant scrutiny, the tabloids and the rumors, the analyzing of everything you do and say, the haters and cynics calling the relationship a publicity stunt and waiting for it to blow up- you didn’t want to deal with that. Those were the things that usually ended a Hollywood relationship which was the last thing you and Chris wanted, so things between the two of you were kept under a tight lid.

Your friends and family knew about the relationship, but everyone did as you both asked and kept what they knew to themselves. During your time as boyfriend and girlfriend, you attended all red carpet events alone and took no photos together so you wouldn’t risk revealing your relationship to the world. It was unpractical, difficult, and occasionally lonely, but it worked out. Of course you weren’t going to keep it a secret forever, at some point you were going to want to reveal to the world that you were with the best person you’d ever met; vice versa. You’d both agreed to keep things hush until things were more solidified, and now that the two of you were happily married- the relationship was to be revealed at your movie premiere which was in a week’s time. But perhaps Jimmy’s cheeky little plan to embarrass Chris would move that announcement up.

“Hey stranger,” you called as you caught Chris in your dressing room mirror; he was up first and was walking towards the stage. He poked his head in and shot you a smile which you reciprocated. “Good luck out there, Captain America,” you gave him a two finger salute which made him laugh as he disappeared around the corner with the stage manager.

“Oh my God,” your makeup artist, Arizona, let out the breath she was holding in. “He is so freaking handsome,” she said then chuckled when you laughed. “I’m so glad I’m not the one doing his makeup, I wouldn’t be able to focus.” You said nothing in response as you closed your eyes to let her finish doing your eyeshadow. “Are the two of you friends?”

“I guess,” you shrugged nonchalantly.

“You know you’re his celebrity crush, right?” She was grinning excitedly when you opened your eyes. “As a fan of both you and Chris Evans, I can say that the two of you would make such a great couple.” You had to bite the inside of your cheek to stop from laughing. “You two should really make a movie together, ‘cause that’d be amazing.”

“Yeah,” you nodded in agreement.

“Okay,” she sprayed your face with setting spray then tucked a stray hair in its place. “All done, Y/N. You look amazing as always,” she complimented with a sweet smile. “And as always, it’s been an honor to do your hair and makeup. If you ever need a permanent stylist, I’m your girl.”

“Thanks Arizona,” you smiled then saw the stage director enter the room through the mirror. “And that’s my cue,” you told her and rose to your feet. You followed the stage director towards the stage and watched the TV, waiting for Jimmy to introduce you and bring you out.

“So Chris, I’m not sure if you’ve seen the interview your buddy Sebastian did with James Cordon a while back.” Chris’ eyes narrowed slightly as he pondered; he watched most of the interviews his friends and cast mates did. “The one with his celebrity crush, Sharon Stone.” Jimmy reminded him; Chris laughed and nodded. “Well, taking a page out of Cordon’s book- I thought I’d bring your celebrity crush here tonight so you can have the same opportunity to try and win her over with your charm and good looks.”

“Oh God,” Chris laughed. “This is not going to end well, I can tell already.”

“Let’s give Y/N Y/L/N a hand,” Jimmy called and you walked out right on cue. Chris caught your eye and you both tried hard not to crack even though the smiles you had on your faces were enough to give your big secret away. “C'mon Chris,” Jimmy teased as he rose to his feet, joining the audience in giving you a standing ovation. “Get on your feet, give a good impression.”

“Right, sorry.” Chris jumped onto his feet and clapped for you until you got to his side. “Hi Y/N, it’s a pleasure to finally meet you.” He shook your hand then leaned forward to give your cheek a quick peck. “We’re going to blow this, aren’t we?” He whispered into your ear before pulling away; you subtly nodded in response.

“Hi everyone,” you waved at the audience and they cheered for you. “Oh wow,” you began addressing Jimmy as the three of you took your seats. “It is so good to be back here. How are you, Jimmy?” You asked and he laughed.

“I’m meant to be the interviewer here, Y/N,” he joked and you chuckled. “I’m great, and you look great too. The New York air must agree with you. You’ve been out here for a while now, right?” You nodded. “You’re filming your latest movie which takes place in Manhattan, are you having fun?”

“Crazy fun,” you nodded. “I love New York, it’s where I started my career and where some of my best friends live so- yeah, I’m having a lot of fun. New York’s basically like a third home to me,” you told him; beside you, Chris smiled because he knew you refer to LA- your hometown- as home and Boston- his hometown- as your second home.

“Third home?” Jimmy quizzed. “Isn’t the saying second home?” You nodded, chuckling softly. “Okay then, so if New York is your third home then- where’s your second home? I know LA is your hometown, so that’s number one. What’s number two?”

“Boston,” you answered, trying not to smile too widely as you glanced at Chris; he couldn’t hide his grin. “It’s um- it’s a place close to my heart, a lot of my friends are from Boston- like John Krasinski, and it’s also where I fell in-love actually, with a Bostonian.”

“You’re in-love?” Jimmy looked over at Chris and pressed his lips together. “Aw, that’s a bummer.” Both you and Chris laughed at that. “Here I was thinking I was going to set the two of you up 'cause you know, Chris- Captain America, is not shy about admitting who his celebrity crush is.” You chuckled softly as you nodded. “He’s from Boston too, so if you think he’s better than your current love- it wouldn’t be hard to jump ship. Right, Chris?”

“Well,” Chris winced, trying hard not to crack. “If she’s already in-love with someone else, y'know- I’m not going to interfere with that.” You bit the inside of your cheek, stifling your laughs. “If she were single, of course I’d go for it, but she’s in a relationship, man. I can’t do that to a brother,” he tried not to laugh as he said that.

“Think about this, Y/N,” Jimmy tried to sell your husband to you. “Chris is a fan of yours, he is practically in-love with you already.” You looked over at Chris and he nodded in agreement with Jimmy’s statement, holding a serious face that made you want to laugh. “And c'mon, how great can your current guy be compared to Captain America? I mean- the choice is simple, right? Right, guys?” He asked the audience and they cheered. “The two of you would be the new Brad and Angelina, minus the divorce 'cause you’re Chris’ celebrity crush and I doubt he’d do anything to risk losing you.”

“Oh, definitely not,” Chris agreed and you turned away, laughing. “I’d treasure you for the rest of my life, Y/N.” He took your left hand in his, lifting it into vision but hiding your wedding bands. “I’d love you in sickness and in health, for richer or poorer, till death do us part. But I think you already know that from when we exchanged wedding vows,” he said and revealed the wedding bands; everyone gasped, including Jimmy. “Yeah,” Chris began as you both turned to a stunned Jimmy, chuckling. “I didn’t need your help 'cause I already married my celebrity crush.”

“Oh my God,” Jimmy’s jaw dropped. “How- when- are you guys even- Wait, what?” He laughed, bouncing excitedly in his chair. “When did this even happen? I didn’t even know that you guys knew each other, let alone dated! And you’re married? What the fu-” he cut himself off, his smile wide. “That is amazing, wow! Congratulations, you two! Wow!” The audience cheered and clapped when Jimmy did. “This is exclusive right? No one knew before this moment?”

“Our friends and family know,” you told him, chuckling. “But no one else did, so yes. This is an exclusive on your show. I’m married to Chris Evans,” you said and Chris brought your entwined hands to his lips, kissing the back of your hand.

“Yup,” Chris grinned at you then turned to the camera, “I’m married to my celebrity crush.”

*An anon requested a blurb with Harry talking about you and yalls future when he thought you were asleep but really weren’t. So here is it anon, hope you enjoy! 💕*

He had been running his fingers across your back while you two laid in bed. You weren’t sure what time it was, you were just enjoying laying in bed with Harry. Because laying in bed always made you sleepy you were drifting in and out of sleep. Also his fingertips which were so soft, and a continuous motion, were not helping you stay awake either.

When you’d drift in and out of consciousnesses you would hear him speaking softly. At first you figured he was just going on about something silly. I mean you two were debating best superheroes before you starting falling asleep, so you figured he was still going on about that. But when you heard him say “our future” you started to listen in more.

Nights like this is what harry loved most. Just laying in bed talking and cuddling into the early hours of the morning. Moments like this he reflected on your life together. How much he loved it, how much he loved you, how lucky he was to have you, and how much he couldn’t wait for your future together.

“You know I think about our future a lot.” He whispered into the darkness. He didn’t want to speak too loudly because he figured you had fallen asleep. You hadn’t spoken in quite awhile, and your breathing was evening out. Also he had to be honest, he was a bit afraid to lay out all his hopes and dreams of your guys future together. You two had said I love you. But that was just recently. And you two weren’t married. He didn’t want to freak you out with all he dreamed and wanted with you, but he could imagine it all.

“I can see it all with you love. Marriage, children, growing old together.” He smiled to himself imaging all of it. “You’re the one for me. I just know it.”

Because your face was hidden in the elbow of your arm facing away from him Harry didn’t notice you smile to yourself. He didn’t know you were awake and you planned to keep it that way. You wanted to hear all he had to say, because you felt the exact same way but we’re too afraid to tell him.

“You’re so good with my friend and family. Honestly I get jealous of how close you are with Niall. And for you to be that close with Niall says a lot. Yeah Niall is friendly and such, but like he’s one of my best friends so he’s kind of protective over me? And you? He instantly just warmed up to. I think it was cuz you loved golf almost more than he did!” He chuckled to himself.

You fought so hard not to burst or giggling at that line. To be honest you were terrified of meeting his friends and family. Especially Niall. You knew how close they were, I mean come on who didn’t know the Narry bromance?! So when you met Niall you were shy at first, but once the subject of golf got brought up you showed your true passion. After that you and Niall were best friends.

“And mom and Gemma already have accepted you into the family. You join in on their teasing of me, which rude, and they love it. Plus I think they can see how much I love you. And as long as I’m happy, they’re happy”

The more Harry talked the harder it was to fake being asleep. Your heart was racing, you were smiling like a fool, and you were tearing up. Harry always showed you love, and how much he cared. But him pouring his heart out like this was a rare occasion.

“I’m gonna marry you someday ya know? I am. I love you so much and I never want to be without you. That would kill me. Because I have so much thought out and planned for our future. We’re gonna get married and have a house here in London, and maybe L.A. too if you want” Harry closed his eyes and sighed happily to himself.

“And we’re going to have children. I already know how many you want. 4 because you like even numbers” He chuckled and blew out a shaky sigh. He was getting teary eyed himself thinking about all this.

“I’m totally fine with four, as long as it’s 2 boys and 2 girls. I’d like it even that way as well. But I know we can’t really choose so whatever combination we have I’m totally fine with. As long as I have children and you as their mother I’m set for life” Harry was imagining those children in his mind. Children who had your eyes, and his hair. Or vice versa. It didn’t matter. Children with you would be the best thing to ever happen to him, besides you, no matter if they were boys or girls or looked like you or him.

You were really getting choked up as Harry went on. You weren’t sure how much longer you could fake being asleep.

Harry sighed shakily again, “The amount of love that I have for you is unexplainable. I’ve tried to write it down, put it into words or songs, but I just can’t. None of it seems right. It’s our love, just you and me. No one else’s.” He blew out a breath, sniffed, and wiped his eyes. “God, I can’t wait for our future. I wish I could tell you all of this, but I don’t want to scare you away. We just said I love you. We haven’t even discussed moving in yet, but oh man do I want that. I want all of it, with you.”

Harry stopped running his fingertips across your back and rolled over to spoon you. Yes he did like being the little spoon, but tonight he just wanted to hold you tight. He pressed a kiss into your neck as he felt himself getting sleepy. “I just love ya so much…It’s just insane” he mumbled, drifting off into sleep.

That was the last thing you heard from his mouth. After a few moments later you heard light snores and knew he had fallen asleep. You pressed a light kiss to one of his arms that were wrapped around you and drifted back off to sleep yourself with a huge smile on your face.

Chapter Two:Unexpected kiss

It’s been three days since Kells has been back in Cleveland. We’ve done absolutely nothing apart from laze around in ours sweats. However, we have watched everything on Netflix and smoked hella weed in those three days, so that’s quite an achievement! It was 10am when I woke up, Kells was still asleep. He looked so peaceful, one arm raised and under his head, his blonde hair covering his face and his mouth slightly open. I didn’t want to wake him so I carefully crept out of the bed and in to see my sister.

“Morning (Y/N)” she mumbled as soon as I opened the door. She was laying in her bed playing on her phone, probably hungover from being out last night with her girls.

“Morning (Y/S/N) happy birthday!” I leant over, kissed her head and handed her a little gift box along with a card.

“Aww thanks! Are you and K coming tonight? We’re going to that cute cocktail bar downtown.” She sat up in the bed and yawned. She definitely went out drinking last night, I could still smell the alcohol on her and let’s face it, she didn’t look great!                                                                                                                                                            

“Sure” I sat down on the side of her bed. “I definitely will, I dunno about Kells though. I’ll ask him when he wakes up.”

“Did he stay here again?!” she asked, I knew exactly what she was gonna say next so I breathed in deeply to brace myself for it… “You two need to hurry up and get together already, jeez.” She laid back down in the bed and sighed.

“Shut up (Y/S/N), he’s my best friend.” I raised my eyebrows like I was disgusted.

“We all know you like him, I think you’re the only one who hasn’t figured it out yet!” she rolled her eyes at me.

“He could legit have any girl he wanted… no, he does get any girl he wants. He’s not gonna settle for me, he doesn’t like me in that way anyway”

“I guess we’ll just find out tonight!” She smiled at me.

“Find out what tonight?!”

“You’ll find out” She rolled over and obviously didn’t want to talk anymore, so I went back to my room to see if K was up yet.

“Good morning sleeping beauty, you are awake” You joked.

“Morning” He sat up in the bed and stretched; his black vest rising up, revealing the ‘V’ line I’d always been attracted to and the XXX tattoo on his lower stomach. His voice always sounded so raspy in the morning, it was sexy. I found myself staring at him for a couple seconds, I was beginning to look at him in a different way. I didn’t realize how beautiful he was.


I was ready to go to the cocktail bar with (Y/S/N) and her friends. I wore a black crop top that revealed my left tattoo sleeve and navel piercing, a pair of black, ripped jeans and a red plaid shirt tied around my waist. I thought I would just go casual, plus I never really was a high-heels and glitter sort of girl. I was just doing some last minute makeup touch-ups in the mirror, when Kells came down the stairs. He put both hands on my shoulders while peering over me looking at his own reflection in the mirror. He smelled so good, he always did. He almost took as long as I did to get ready though! He was wearing black, ripped jeans also, with a white t-shirt, leather jacket and of course an EST bandana wrapped around his head.

“Fuck (Y/N)!“ He said, his mouth dropped open.

“What? Should I change?” I looked down at myself, I started to become anxious and paranoid. “It’s too casual isn’t it?”

I could see his eyes dancing around my body and he took a few seconds to respond. “No, you look amazing, seriously! You ready to go?” I had seen him bite his bottom lip out of the corner of my eye but I didn’t mention anything.

“Sure” I replied.

In the taxi on the way to the bar, he was telling me about his day. He had a daddy/daughter date with Casie, they went to the zoo and painted pictures together. He then met up with his boys and chilled. When we pulled up outside the bar, Kells got out of the cab and walked around to my side and opened the door.

“Thank-you sir!” I joked and he held out his arm as if I was to cross arms with him.

When we got to the bar, (Y/S/N) and all her friends were in a VIP booth. We walked over linking arms, both of us holding a drink. “How are you in the VIP section?” I asked my sister. I was a bit confused, you had to be a ‘somebody’ to get into those. But when I looked over to Kells, he was smirking as if he had something to do with it. “You did this!” I playfully punched him in the arm “Great, boost her ego even more!” I laughed sarcastically.

“Fuck it, it’s her birthday… and you’re only 22 once, right? Let’s get fucked up!” He raised a glass of whisky and everyone cheered.

As the night went on, the drinks were going down easier and so much quicker. I was really drunk by this point. K hadn’t left my side most of the night and I felt myself becoming more attached and attracted to him. He kept catching me staring at him, but when we caught eye contact I would quickly look away. We kept exchanging contact and flirty comments here and there.
I was on the dancefloor with my sister when Kells came over with a drink for me and then grabbed me by my free hand and took me outside. He was sticking two fingers up at me signaling we were going for a joint. We went across the road and sat on a wall while he skinned up.

“You having a good night?” he pulled his weed and rolling papers from his pockets.

“Yeah, are you? (Y/S/N) is too, she’s wasted!” I replied, swaying whilst sitting on the wall.

“Good! It’s her birthday. And yeah, especially now I can get a breather with my girl, it’s so hot in there!” He took off his leather jacket and put it around my shoulders.

“Your girl?” I looked at him confused.

“Yeah, you’re my best friend right?” He was still rolling and didn’t look up from what he was doing.

“Oh” I fake laughed, how embarrassing… ”Yeah, right.” I felt my face blush slightly but was thankful he was concentrating on rolling and he didn’t see it.

“I mean, I spoke to (Y/S/N) earlier and she told me that you were into me?” He questioned. “But you didn’t want to ruin our friendship. That true?” My eyes instantly widened. “I mean I always thought we had something between us, but I didn’t wanna lose you either. Y’know?” He laughed and sparked up the joint, still not connecting his eyes with mine. He actually seemed shy and I’ve never seen him like this.

I sat on the wall speechless, why would (Y/S/N) tell K this? For one, I never said that to her and two, he just told me he’s into me?! What the fuck?!

“Can I just see something, real quick?” He asked.

“Sure, what’s wrong?” K pulled me up off of the wall and set his joint down.

We were now standing in front of each other. He was towering over me with his arms around me, I wasn’t quite sure what to do with mine so I just put them on his waist. I felt warm and safe. I felt like I’d been waiting for this moment all night. He leaned down to kiss me… “What are you doing?” I asked and jolted my head back.

“Shh.” He put his index finger over my mouth, then moved it and rested his hand on my cheek. He just held me like this for a few seconds. His eyes dancing all over my face like he had done earlier and like he’d been doing all night. He then focused on my mouth, biting his own lip first for the second time tonight. Before I knew it, his lips had crashed against mine. I put my hands on his chest, my brain was telling me to push him away, but my heart was telling me to pull him in closer. It actually felt right. I had this rush of excitement throughout my body and my legs became weak at his touch. We continued kissing for a few minutes longer, his jacket fell from my shoulders which startled him to break away. He had smudged my lipstick so he gently wiped it away with his thumb. Still holding my face, he looked at me in the eyes and smiled.



Odell and I sat patiently in the court side seats to the LA Clippers game. Odell was irritated and wanted the game to hurry and start. I was just more excited at the fact that I finally get to see Blake Griffin.
“What you doing babe?” Odell asked.
I glanced up at him shaking my head, “Nothing special just on Snapchat.”
Odell moved in his seat which had to be the hundredth time he had done so.
“Babe seriously the game is going to start in thirty minutes calm down.” I laughed.
He groaned sliding down in his seat.
“Hey take a picture with me.” I told him.
Odell raised a eyebrow, “why?” He asked annoyed.
I rolled my eyes answering him, “Because your my boyfriend and I want to take a picture with you.”
He shrugged, “I guess.”
I opened up Snapchat again turning it to the front camera. Odell looked at the phone expecting for the picture to be taken. Until he realized that I was recording him. (Like the gif above)
“Are you recording me?” He laughed.
I burst into laughter trying my best to not be so loud.
“Yeah hahaha you looked cute though.”
“What you put as the caption?”
I laughed again, “ #drumstick.”
Odell frowned turning his attention to the basketball court.
“Awww babe it was a joke.”
I couldn’t help myself it was pretty funny. Odell stayed quiet.
“Whatever. Guess you won’t mind sleeping on the couch tonight.”

The young lady finished her question, and you sat next to both of the boys as they stared at her for the briefest second, Jensen calculating his response.

“My Dean is showing?” he asked, looking down at his pants to see if his fly was undone. Jared proceeded to fan girl with the rest of the crowd. You rolled your eyes dramatically and made eye contact with a few women on the front row before speaking. 

Jensen quickly “realized his mistake” and acted all innocent. “Oh,” he said, letting his head fall back as he put up his finger to stop the poor girl as if he was going to offer an explanation. As if he was going to explain that he wasn’t as dirty minded as he appeared. 

“Don’t play it coo,l Ackles,” you mocked, rolling your eyes again causing Jensen to turn and smile roguishly at you, his eyebrow cocked. “But I’m a little sad now,” you pouted as you stood and walked over next to him, leaning against his shoulder, pressing your chest firmly against him. 

Jensen played into your hand easily. “You’re sad?” he inquired, turning in his chair to face you, allowing you to settle between his legs. His hands landed on your hips, and he pulled you closer to him. 

You placed both hands on his thighs and slowly ran your hands up his legs as his eyes were locked with yours. You leaned over and spoke into his mic. “Yea. Now they know about that Dean,” you teased, squeezing his inner thighs when you said Dean causing Jensen to shift in his seat slightly. 

He swallowed thickly and leaned in to kiss you, but he was left chasing your lips as you backed away, a satisfied smirk on your face when his eyes snapped open in shock when his lips didn’t meet yours like he expected. He tilted his head at you questioningly and watched you speak. 

“You gave away my secret, Jen. You’re gonna have to earn that kiss,” you smiled innocently with a shrug. 

“I think Dean may have something to say about that,” Jared piped in. 

You both turned to him in shock. You couldn’t believe he had said that. Jensen gave him the ultimate bitch face, but you kept your face straight. 

“Should we tell the ladies what Gen calls your,”

Jared stood quickly and stepped in front of you. “Okay, I think it’s time for the last question!” he squeaked as Jensen’s head fell back in laughter. He almost fell out of his chair he was laughing so hard. 

You walked up beside Jared, bumped his hips and smiled. You pulled the mic away from your lips and gestured for him to lean down so you could whisper in his ear. 

“You’re gonna pay for that Moose. You won’t know when. You won’t know where. Watch your back,” you said with a wink as you pulled away, smacking his ass. 

The crowd knew you had just threatened him even if they couldn’t hear the threat. With you distracted by Jared, Jensen had managed to sneak up behind you and wrap his arms around you, leaning over and whispering in your ear. 

“How about that kiss?” he asked, as Rich and Rob sang the last question song. 

You turned around in his arms and pushed in closer to him, pressing your lips to his. “Gotta surprise for Dean later,” you pulled away with wink. 

“Can’t wait,” he smiled slyly, kissing you once more. 

@thing-you-do-with-that-thing - Whoops Arie. My finger slipped 😂 - Yeah, well it happens to the best of us, doll.

Calum Hood - I’m Not Here For My Ball

You may or may not have seen something like this, but in fewer words and less details. I saw it from tumblr on my instagram and I screenshotted it and wanted to expand on it, so I take no credit for the idea of it, but I did write this because of it :)


I’d been struggling to write this next chapter all afternoon. It needed to be written and edited and posted tonight, but my mind was blank. I simply couldn’t think of any words to write down let alone form sentences. But I tried to stick with it, my family was out for the afternoon and I finally had undisturbed, quiet time to write. 

Frustrated I went to the kitchen to get myself a drink, maybe some time away from my laptop would give me ideas of what to write about. The doorbell rang just as I was about to walk back into my room to write, so I went to answer it, seeing my neighbour Calum standing there.

My eyes looked down his body, shirtless and slightly sweaty. Moving my eyes back up his body to meet his eyes, a smirk on his lips, was I that obvious? “Yes?” I asked, impatiently, I needed to get back writing.

“I kicked my ball over your fence, can I get it?”

“Yeah, I’ll go get it,” I turned around, leaving Calum at the door although I heard him follow me in. He closed the front door behind him and followed me through my house to the garden, I unlocked the backdoor and picking up his ball from the middle of the garden. He stayed near the door as I turned back around holding out the ball. I held it out with my arms out stretched, but he stepped closer into the ball. My arms bent as he pushed the ball into my stomach when he stepped closer. His hands were over mine, holding the ball and my hands, as we made eye contact once again. 

“Try not to kick it over the fence again, yeah?”

“Why? You busy doing something?”

“Yeah, I am actually,”

“I’ll try my best.” He winked at me as he moved his hands from the tops of mine and took the ball from me. Winking before walking back through the house, I followed him out and locked the door once he left. Now back to writing this new chapter.

I thought a change in scenery would be beneficial, so I moved myself into the living room. Just as I sat down onto the couch the doorbell rang again. Getting up I answered the door, instantly seeing Calum, still shirtless and sweaty. Turning around instantly, I knew what he wanted, his ball. Again, I unlocked the back door and grabbed his ball from the grass in my garden. Instead I threw it at him, “kick it over again, and I’ll pop it.” He nodded and muttered a thank you with a laugh, “I’m serious,”

“I know you are.” I shook my head at him with a smile as he turned and left my house once again. Again, I locked the front door, but left the back door unlocked this time. Moving back to the couch I began writing, finally something. 490 words in, the doorbell rang, again, for the final time. I got up, shutting the laptops lid, moving to the front door. “Seriously?” I asked, he had a smile on his face and nodded once. I started to move through the house, but his hand grabbed my lower arm. It turned me around and made me face him, “I told you I’d pop it.”

Calum simply took my other arm in his hand and moved closer to me. I stepped back, typically he walked me into the wall, moving our bodies together. I could feel the heat from his bare chest go through my thin shirt. “What?” I looked in his eyes, his smile still there on his face. He shook his head still smiling at me as he moved his head closer to mine, I looked down, roughly at his neck/shoulder/collarbone area. One of his hands moved down my arm into my hand and the other let go of my arm to move to my chin, lifting my head. 

“I’m not here for my ball,”

“Then why are you-” It was his lips on mine that cut my words off, shocked I didn’t kiss back. Calum pulled back, “Kiss me,” he breathed out on my lips before returning his lips. This time however, I did kiss back, it finally sunk in what was happening, and I was completely prepared for it.

//Part Two//

//Part Three//

Anonymous said:I was hoping you’d do “Being Isaac’s best friend would include” please?

A/N: Oh my gosh! Yes, yes, yes, yes ,yes yes, yes! Isaac is my baby, I love him sooooooooo soooo soooo sooo sooooooooo much, okay? I totally need an intervention on my obsession with him. Haha! 😜 Oh gosh! I should stop gushing about him every time someone requests an imagine for him! Haha! Well, sweetie: I’m honoured to make this imagine, because who the hecky wouldn’t want to be Isaac Lahey’s best friend? He’s adorable and pretty hilarious. So please enjoy, anon!

Not my gif. Gif credit goes to the amazing creators!

Being Isaac Lahey’s best friend would include:

- Both of you being relatively shy.

- Isaac being turned into a werewolf gave the two of you sudden confidence.

- Isaac beating up any guy that hits on you or makes you feel uncomfortable.

- “I’d tell you to put him down, but he’s a creep.

- “Good, because I wasn’t looking to negotiate anyway, (Y/N).

- Both of you being clumsy and not very coordinated, as in you tend to not have the best of luck?

- Isaac thinking he can take on anyone and you pulling him away and the two of you running for dear life.

- “Isaac, if we go to hell for this can we play ‘Highway To Hell’ while we make our way there? Just for our last comical sake?”  you’d pout.

- “I was just going to ask you that too.” he’d laugh in reply.

- Teasing each other relentlessly because you’re both pretty playful.

- Isaac still having his shy moments.

- “Awe you’re blushing!” you’d say, pinching his cheek.

- “Ow! Stop that!” he’d snap.

-”But your little cheek is red because you’re blushing.” you’d coo to him.

- “Actually, it’s from you pinching it and prying it off my face! OH MY GOD THAT HURTS!” he’d scream like a little girl.

- ”Haha sorry, sometimes I forget…” you’d look down shamefully.

- Sliding on wooden of tile floors with fluffy socks until one of you would get hurt.

- “Ow!

- “Ow!”

- “Why did we do this again? It turned out painful, Isaac!

- “I don’t know, it was your idea, (Y/N)!

- “Yeah, okay! Blame the one who came up with the idea!

- Walking into Mexican restaurants with Isaac and pretending you don’t know him because he pretends to be some macho dude.

- “Oh my gosh Isaac, stop it!” you hiss.

- “Why?

- “Don’t talk back to me! These people will think I know you!

- “But you do! Don’t bail on me now.” he’d pout.

- “Then stop acting like an idiot!

- “But you love it because we’re both idiots.” he’d pout and give you the blue puppy dog eyes.

- “You’re right, but just walk ahead of me and sit two seats down from me.

- Both of you getting caught by one of the pack members awkwardly hip thrusting to ‘Uptown Funk’ because you guys always make bets of who has better hip action.

- “Stop dancing! It’s weird!” Derek yells.

- “Not until someone says who’s better at the hip thrusting?” Isaac replies, continuing to hip thrust.

- “I’m demolishing you!” you’d scream.

- “That sounds very sexual.” Stiles would comment.

- “I didn’t mean it like that!” you’d snap.

- “Just pick already!” Isaac shouts.

- “Isaac!” “(Y/N)!” each half of the pack would cry.

- “God dammit, Jackson Rod Stuart, it’s a tie again!” you’d shout.

- “Who the hell is Jackson Rod Stuart?” Isaac wuould inquire suddenly, stopping altogether and looking at you awkwardly.

- “(Y/N) you haven’t been watching Hannah Montana again, have you?” Stiles would ask slowly.

- “No! I just remembered the name, okay? Sheesh!” you’d snap.

- “Something is seriously wrong with you two.” Derek would grumble.

- Being the best friends anyone could every ask for.

- “You’re my best buddy, you know that, Isaac?”

- “Yeah, I love you, (Y/N)…

- “I love you too.

- Lot’s of fluffy moments because you’re both sweet cute puppies.

- Karoake night.


- “Oh my god! Isaac stop singing you’re making my ears bleed!

- “Don’t hate, babe!


- “I meant it in a banter way! OH MY GOD I’M GOING TO DIE!

- Isaac running and screaming down the street as you chase him.

- When Isaac cries, you’re his shoulder to cry on.

- “Don’t worry, Isaac, I’m always here for you. I love you, okay? You’re my best friend and everything’s going to be okay. I’ll make sure of it.

- Isaac squeezing you when you cry.

- “I love you, okay? You’re my best friend and you have to pull through, okay? I can’t lose you. Not to them.

- Isaac sneaking in through your bedroom window to have deep late night talks until the two of you have the giggle fits and fall asleep curled up on your bed together.

- Unlimited piggy packs.

- “You’re so light, (Y/N).

- “Oh my gosh, Isaac. You’re so heavy! How much Mexican food do you eat??

- Holding hands and skipping down the street.

- Threatening Allison Argent.

- “You hurt him and you’re dead meat, you got that?

- “You can’t hurt me.

- “Oh don’t get cocky now, Allison. I can hand your ass to hell any day.”

- Crying your eyes out when he tells you when he’s leaving for France.

- “No! You can’t, Isaac! You’re my best friend and I can’t make it without you in my life.” you sobbed hysterically.

- “I’m sorry, (Y/N), but I have to go.

- “As much as I didn’t like her, I wish she never died so you wouldn’t leave me.” you blubber, squeezing your best friend to you until neither of you could breathe.

- “It doesn’t have to be this way, (Y/N). Come with me and we can still be best friends.

- You look up at him with joyful tears, unable to speak as you nod.

- Isaac helping you pack for France.

- Being boss ass bitches in France and annoying the fuck out of Chris Argent.

- “If you two weren’t kids or people I trust, I would shoot you two.”

- “That’s not nice to say!” you two say in unison.

- Isaac beating the crap out of your ex boyfriend who hurt you.

- You going psycho on any girl that hurts him.

- Always having each others backs and fighting along side each other.

- You treat each other like the siblings you both never had.

- “I’ve got your back, (Y/N).

- “And I’ve got yours.

- “We fight together and die together, okay?

- “Okay.

- “Forever best friends?”

- “Forever best friends.

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Imagine taking the boys to dinner at your parents’ house. You’re talking with your mother about how much you care about them and accidentally confess your love for Sherlock.

“Mom these people are my friends, family even.”
“I mean yeah, John is best friend and Sherlock is the love of my life.”
“•-• Did. Did I just.”
“Well. It would’ve made it much simpler for everyone here if you’d expressed so sooner.”

||The Angels Take Manhattan 7x05||

•I will never be able to see you again💔•

AMY: That gravestone, Rory’s, there’s room for one more name, isn’t there?

DOCTOR: What are you talking about? Back away from the Angel. Come back to the Tardis. We’ll figure something out.

AMY: The Angel, would it send me back to the same time? To him?

DOCTOR: I don’t know. Nobody knows.
AMY: But it’s my best shot, yeah?


RIVER: Doctor, shut up. Yes. Yes, it is.


AMY: Well, then. I just have to blink, right?


AMY: It’ll be fine. I know it will. I’ll be with him, like I should be. Me and Rory together. Melody?

DOCTOR: Stop it. Just, just stop it!

AMY: You look after him. You be a good girl, and you look after him.

DOCTOR: You are creating fixed time. I will never be able to see you again.

AMY: I’ll be fine. I’ll be with him.

DOCTOR: Amy, please, just come back into the Tardis. Come along, Pond, please.

AMY: Raggedy man, goodbye!


Imagine: You don’t know that Garrett is killing people and he’s your boyfriends

You were seated at Garrett’s lacrosse game, scrolling through your phone while you waited for it to start. Stiles, one of your best friends, sat next to you and furrowed his eyebrows. “What’re you doing here, y/n? I thought you didn’t like coming to games,” he said, fixing his gloves.

“Well I had to, Garrett is playing,” you gestured towards the fit blond who was talking to his friends. “Gotta support the boyfriend.”

Stiles stared at you. “Wait…you’re dating Garrett?”

“Yeah, why?” you asked, eyebrows furrowed.

“Great, that’s great. My best friend is dating the guy who could potentially kill the rest of my friends,” he grumbled. Your eyes widened as he continued. “Garrett is killing werewolves with his lacrosse stick, y/n. You gotta break up with him and get it away from him.”

You stared at him blankly, anger boiling inside you. “You’ve gotta be joking. You’re joking right? I’m not dating a complete psycho?” 

Stiles shrugged. “Yeah, you are.”

You hissed and stood, fixing your hair and looking back at Stiles. “If you’re joking and something goes wrong, it’s your head I’ll be mounting on the wall above my fireplace,” you threatened before walking over to Garret. You put on your best smile and hugged him.

“Hey babe, glad you came,” he grinned, kissing your cheek and wrapping an arm around your hips. He introduced you to his buddies before pulling you away. “Did you wanna tell me something?”

You shook your head. “Nope, I just wanted to give you a gift!”

“Oh yeah?” he tilted his head.

“Yeah, close your eyes and keep ‘em closed!” you sang, running over to Stiles. You grabbed his lacrosse stick, glad it was the same as Garrett’s, and ran back to Garrett. “Open!”

Garrett’s eyes opened and he looked at the lacrosse stick. “Uh, I don’t know, y/n. This is my lucky stick,” he said, jerking the one he had in his hand.

“Please, Garrett? I bought this one just for you,” you gave him a sad look and eventually saw him cave. It took every bone in your body to keep from smirking as he took the new lacrosse stick and gave you his old one. You pecked his cheek quickly and headed back to the bleachers, sitting next to Stiles.

“Well?” Stiles asked.

You handed him the stick roughly. “You better me right about this.”

Later, after the game, you find out that he was killing werewolves. You thank Stiles for warning you with a kiss to the cheek and a coupon to ice cream place down the road from the school.

Liam Dunbar 47
This was Liam sixth time ditching you. Hayden and the pack took up the majority of his time. You aren’t his girlfriend but you are his
long time best friend. You’ve been with him through everything. You went to his house to see him playing video games with Scott and Hayden. That was it. You’re fuming.
“Liam, can I talk to you?” You tried to keep your voice steady.
“Yeah, after this round”. He replied without even looking up at you. Scott gave you a look of sympathy
“No, now” you responded harshly.
“OK, fine let’s go outside.”
Once you were outside you spilled.
“I’ve been by your side since the beginning. Where have they been?”
The look of the trail was clear in your eyes.
“I need them, they’re my pack” he responded.
“yeah, while I was your best friend” you replied harshly.
“Was?” He asked with a look of sadness.
“Was. Goodbye, Liam.” you left me Liam standing there in shock.


WARNINGS: mentions of smut but not the actual thing


“There’s only one way to find out, (Y/n).”

Bucky moved even closer to you. He placed one hand on your hip and the other on the small of your back. Your bodies were pressed together. You could see yourself in his clear blue eyes.

“What way is that, Bucky?” You asked even though you knew the answer. You couldn’t believe that you were having the conversation that you two were having. Never in a million years would you ever imagine having sex with your best friend. Sure, Bucky was gorgeous. Anyone could see that. He was funny and smart and caring, but you hadn’t ever saw him more than just a friend.

“I think you know what I am talking about.” The hand that Bucky had on your bare back was roaming slowly. You tried to contain the chills that you were getting. You didn’t want him to see that it was effecting you at all.

“What if it ruins our friendship?”

“It won’t. It’s just sex, right? We both know it’s something you haven’t gotten in a while besides the other night.” Bucky added with a smirk.

“Like you have.” You mumbled.

“What do you say? Just meaningless sex. No strings attached. Unless you start catching feelings for me.”

“I will not develop feelings for you, Barnes.”

Bucky chuckled and gripped your hip a little tighter, “We will see, won’t we?”


The sweat was sheen on both of your bodies. Bucky climbed off from being on top of you and rolled next to you. Both of you were lying on your backs, trying to catch your breaths.

“Didn’t know you had it in you, (Y/n).” Bucky laughed a little.

“There’s a lot to me that you don’t know, Barnes.” You retorted making him laugh even more.

“Oh yeah? What else don’t I not know about my best friend?”

“You’ll just have to wait and see.” You winked. You sat up and started to get out of his bed.

“Where are you going?”

You chuckled, “To my own bed.”

“You don’t have to leave. You could stay.” Bucky offered.

With raised eyebrows you asked, “Are you starting to get some feelings for me, Barnes?”

He shook his head, “No! I just didn’t want you to think you had to leave right after. You could stay if you want.”

“Nah, I’m good.” You told him before getting up and gathering your clothes. They were scattered around the room. Bucky practically carried you to his bedroom once you and he agreed on having no strings attached.

Once you had slipped on your clothes from before, you turned and saw Bucky had been watching you the whole time.

“Well, I’m going to shower and then go to sleep. Have a good night, Buck.” You told him before leaving his room.

Bucky lied there for a little while after you left. Part of him wished that you would’ve taken up his offer and stayed.

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