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You go to a pool party and the boys are in there. ash really likes you but you have a thing for calum.

Whoever requested this, I am having serious writer’s block and am struggling to finish.

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Just Friends? Ashton Irwin imagine

It all started in third grade. I met this boy. His name is Ashton. We became best friends. We were inseparable. It's been 9 years since I met him. We are both Seniors this year, and we are still extremely close. We have two classes together, algebra and band. I am on my way to algebra, which is the first of the two. As soon as I walk in the room, I see the most amazing smile. After algebra, we walk to band together. This is our regular routine in school. After school, we either go to his house or my house, unless he has band practice. Today, we arrive at his house. I hug his mom and we head to his room. Neither of our parents worry about us because we are just friends. We lay in his bed and listen to music. So, I actually have a huge crush on him, but he only sees us as friends. I do not tell him how I really feel, though, because I do not want to make the relationship awkward. As we listen to music, his mom comes in and tells us that they will be going away for the weekend. I'm excited that we will have the house to ourselves. It's Friday evening, and his family is gone. The first thing we are doing, since we are still children at heart, is building a huge fort with every pillow, mattress, cushion, and blanket in the house. We spent hours playing in the fort, and we have finally relaxed. We are laying on top of our destroyed fort, watching The Fault In Our Stars. Towards the end, I start crying. He puts his arm around me and hugs me. By the end of the movie, I look at him, and he has his own tears running down his cheeks. We cuddle every time we stay at each others house. We are curled up next to each other, listening to music, until we slowly fall asleep. Saturday went by fast because we were at band rehearsal. He is in a band with three boys I had not met until that day. I quickly became friends with them, and we laughed and joked while they played. It was a pretty good day. Today, his family will be coming home around dinner time. We decide that we are going to make dinner for them. We are going to make spaghetti. It is easy and delicious. As I'm getting the sauce ready, Ash dips his finger in it and flicks it at my face. After making a surprised face, I return the favor. It went from kitchen to battle zone in a few seconds. Spaghetti sauce was flying everywhere. I eventually called a truce, and we saw how much of a mess we made. I grabbed more sauce and put it in the oven. It took an hour to clean up the mess. After cleaning, we head upstairs. Ash grabs some clothes for me to wear after I shower. As he is about to leave the bathroom, I give him a look. "What's wrong?" He asks. "It's nothing.." I say quietly, and then bite my lip. He looks at me, concern in his eyes. "I know something's wrong. You can tell me. You can tell me anything." After a moment, I finally say, "we are best friends. But, have you ever thought of what it would be like if we were more than friends?" As soon as I say it, I regret it. I'm sure that he is going to feel awkward, until he smiles. He says, "yes, I think about it all the time." We stand there for what feels like years. Finally, with tears in my eyes, I say, "I love you Ash!" He says "I love you too." He pulls me close and kisses me softly. I kiss him back, relieved that we both feel the same way. I get a shower, then he gets his. I put on his clothes and feel extremely comfortable. After we are cleaned up, I heat up the sauce and we prepare dinner. His family comes home and dinner is on the table. After the whole family enjoys dinner, they go to the living room to watch a movie. Ashton and I go up to his room. We are cuddling and listening to music, and then he looks at me. I stare into his eyes and then he leans over and kisses me. I didn't expect it, so I hesitate before kissing him back. This is the hottest kiss ever. His tongue touches my lip, begging for them to open. I do as he pleases. He moves his arm and grabs my waist, pulling me as close to him as possible. I start grinding against him which is making him hard. He let's out a moan as I put my hand in his pants and start palming his huge cock. I can tell he can't take it anymore. He takes my clothes off and then he takes his own clothes off. He moves down and starts sucking on my nipples. He moves his hand down and starts rubbing my clit. It feels so good that I can't help but let out a moan. He keeps doing this until I say, "oh Ash, I'm going to cum." Then he stops, which disappoints me, until he gets even farther down and starts sucking my clit. I moan loudly and he laughs. Then without warning, he starts fingering me with his long fingers. During everything, he waits until I'm at my high and then he quits. I just want to have an orgasm, so I'm actually getting frustrated. Then, I push him onto his back. I sit on his lap and bend down and kiss him. Then, I start riding his cock. This makes me scream because it feels so good. It makes him moan with pleasure. "Babe I'm about to cum!" He says, and then I stop riding him. "What are you doing?" He asks. "Now you see how I feel!" I say. Then I continue riding him until we both cum. Right before I came, I screamed, but neither of us thought anything of it. Afterwards, I lay down next to him and wrap my arms around him. The moment is ruined when we hear a knock on the door, followed by his mom walking in. Her eyes get wide, and then she screams. She runs downstairs and we rush to put clothes on. Next, his whole family is in his room. This is so embarrassing. His mom is lecturing us, but I can only think about our sex. I snap back to reality when I hear his mom say that I should go home, and I shouldn't visit anymore. "Okay.." I say quietly before getting up and leaving. The next day during school, Ashton walks right passed me in the hall where we usually meet up. Tears rush down my face. How could I lose my best friend if I did nothing wrong? I go to the bathroom and splash my face with cold water. I pull myself together and endure a horrible day. When I get home, I go to my room and pull out a razorblade I've had hidden for years. I blast the song Try Hard by Ash's band. Then I slice the blade against my wrist over and over again. Blood is dripping on the floor and I text Ash, "I love you. Don't forget that." And everything goes black. Ashton's POV I'm sitting with the boys when I get a text. It's from [Y/N]. I probably shouldn't ignore her, but I'm so frustrated. I put my phone back in my pocket and continue rehearsing. After rehearsal, I try calling and she doesn't answer. I guess I should go over and see her. I get to her house and there's no answer at the door. I try to open it and it's unlocked. I walk up to her room and I can hear my bands music blasting. I knock on her door, but when she doesn't answer, I use a screwdriver to open her door. All I see is her body on the floor covered in blood. "Oh [Y/N]!" I yell as I get down on the floor next to her. I grab a towel from her clothes basket and put pressure on her wrist. I grab my phone and call 911. After the call, I pull her into my lap and stroke her hair. "I love you. Please don't leave me. I love you so much." Your POV I wake up to see Ash looking at me with tired eyes. When he sees that I'm awake, he leans over and hugs me firmly but gently. "[Y/N], I thought I lost you.. I was heartbroken. I love you," he said. "I love you too Ash." "Will you marry me, [Y/N]?" He asked. "Yes," I said quietly. He grabbed my hand and held it. I'm glad we aren't just friends anymore.

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Who knew? Ashton Irwin Imagine

(Sorry its so long! I based it off of a dream I had a few nights ago) Who knew that my life would turn out as amazing as it has. I am married to the most amazing guy. We have a beautiful baby girl. I'm as happy as I could ever be. 4 years ago, I was laying on my couch listening to music. My favorite band was One Direction. I liked all kinds of music. I wasn't really picky. I enjoyed listening to new music. My best friend Courtney had come over to hang out because we were bored. She suggested that I check out a new band named 5 Seconds of Summer. "Listen to 5sos. They are amazing!" said Courtney. So she put on the video for their song 'She Looks so Perfect.' I instantly fell in love. They are amazing singers. After that, we watched more of their videos. I could feel them growing on me big time. Over the next couple months, I only listened to them and watched their videos. No one else. I was obsessed. Then one day, Courtney called me. When I answered, she was talking extremely fast, and I was having difficultly understanding her. Finally, I got her to calm down, and she said, "My mom bought two front row tickets to the 5sos/1D concert next month. Do you want to go with me?" I almost dropped the phone. I screamed and said, "Yes! Yes! Yes! Omg! I love you!!!" That was it then. We were going to their concert. I was so excited. The day before the concert. Courtney and I went to the mall to get some new clothes. We bought some black skinny jeans, new shirts, and beanies. We were preparing to look awesome for the boys. The next day, on our way to the concert, we were listening to a CD I made with 5sos and 1D. We were jamming to 'Try Hard' by 5sos. It was and still is my favorite song. At the concert, we were chilling contently waiting. After a few minutes, the crew start bringing out their equipment and instruments. That was when I started to get extremely excited. Court and I were talking when all of a sudden, the crowd erupts in screams. Out walk my four favorite guys in the world. They take their places and they start playing, 'She Looks So Perfect.' The crowd sings along as they sing with their beautiful voices. After their final song, they told the crowd that they would be giving autographs and taking pictures by the main merchandize stand. I was getting ready to rush out when my favorite member, the drummer Ashton Irwin, walked along the edge of the stage. Suddenly, he looked down right at me, smiled, and dropped his drumstick into my hands. The smile on my face must have been huge. He smiled again, walked off stage, and we took off. When we got in line, we were behind about 11 people. I knew it would take a while, but it was worth it. It took about 20 minutes, from the time we got in line, for them to come out. We were practically freaking out as the line slowly moved. When we were next, I let Court go first. It was my way of thanking her for bringing me. She got selfies with them each individually, and I took a picture of her with all of them. Then she got their signatures on her shirt. When it was my turn, I had them sign my shirt first. I then asked Ash if he would sign the drum stick he dropped to me. As he was handing it back to me, he caught sight of my wrist.s About six months previously, I had been in a serious depression. I harmed myself daily. It became less frequent and I hadn't done it in a month. The cuts healed, but now they are scars. I usually covered them with bracelets, but I was so excited that day, that I forgot. He took my hand and drew a butterfly on my wrist and signed 'Ash xx' underneath it. Then, he looked me straight in the eyes as he was still holding my hand. He said, "please. Don't do that anymore. I love you." I started crying and he hugged me. While he was hugging me, my friend took my phone. I assumed she was taking pictures, but it was returned to my pocket in a few seconds. After the hug, I wiped the tears away, but I wished I would have taken the pictures with them first. My eyes were red and puffy from crying. They let me sit aside for a few minutes to breathe while they met other fans. When I was able to get decent photos, I got the four selfies and the group photo. I asked Ash if he would kiss me on the cheek for our selfie, but I turned my head at the last minute and kissed him on the lips. He was awesome and stayed like that so I could take the photo. It was my favorite photo ever. Then we said goodbye, and went back to our seats to watch One Direction. By the time we got there, the boys were already singing their first song. As they played, I took pics of them, but I couldn't really focus on their singing. All I could think about was the butterfly on my wrist, the kiss, the drumstick, and Ashton. On our way home from the concert, we looked at our pictures over and over again while we told my mom how the concert was. "It was amazing," Courtney and I said together. We were asleep shortly after we got home. The next day, we were watching music videos. I was going through my texts, when I noticed an outgoing message to a contact titled Ashton. I didn't have anyone in my phone as Ashton. I became annoyed at Courtney. "Court...I have a question," I said. "Yeah?" Courtney replied. "Did you make a fake contact with Ashton's name on my phone to make me get excited?" I asked angrily. She looked at me, kinda shocked. Then she said, "no. It wasn't me. While he was hugging you, I gave him your phone and he must have put it in there." "Sorry," I apologized. I texted him, "hi...Ashton?" Within a minute he replied, "good morning! Yeah its me. How are you?" "Good. I can't believe you are texting me right now." "Believe it! What's your name beautiful?" "[Y/n]. Can I have a pic of you? Sorry if not." About 5 minutes later, I received a pic of him in bed shirtless with a piece of paper on his chest that says, 'I love you [y/n]!!' Under the pic, his text said, "now you send me one." I sent him a pic of me holding a piece of paper that said, "I love you more Ashton!!" We texted everyday whenever he wasn't busy. We texted like this for a year before I could see him again. They were coming to my city for a concert on their new tour. I saved up a lot of money to go front row again. One day, I was checking the mail. I found a package in the mailbox, but it didn't say who the sender was. I opened it to find two front row tickets and two backstage passes. I texted Ashton and asked if it was him. He said yes and I was so happy. I decided to take Courtney again. We got there and we went backstage to see them. As soon as I saw Ashton, he opened his arms to give me a big hug. I hugged him, and I didn't want to let go. We talked for a couple minutes before we had to go out to get our spots. They came out and played Try Hard first. Ashton's the one who suggested it because he knew it was my favorite. When Luke sang "I play guitar but she's into drummers." Ashton looked right at me with a huge smile on his face. It was the most adorable thing ever. After their show, we went backstage with them again. All six of us hung out until we were forced to leave. We said our goodbyes, and left. On our way out the door, Ashton came running out to catch us. Out of breath, he said, "[y/n], will you be my girlfriend? I love talking to you. You are amazing." I was speechless. I couldn't speak, but I smiled and nodded my head. He wrapped his arms around my waist, I wrapped my arms around his neck, and we hugged like that for a while. He pulled away, kissed me on the cheek, and said goodbye. We got in my moms car, and I didn't say a word the whole ride home. I just stared out the window with a smile on my face. We texted everyday, as much as possible. After 6 months of him asking me to be his girlfriend, when i was getting ready for bed, he texted me, "goodnight sweetheart ❤. I love you soo much." I read that as I was falling asleep. I quickly sent him, "I love you too. 💙 Goodnight babe." I fell asleep before it even sent. We had been dating for three years. They were on break from work, so he was at my house. We were watching music videos while curled up together on the couch. I played 'You and I' by 1D. He tightened his hug around me. When it was over, he chose 'Marry Me' by Jason Derulo. When the song said, "Will you marry me?" Ashton slipped a ring in my hand. I looked at it for a minute, smiled, and said "yes! Oh I love you Ashton!" Then I kissed him passionately. I layed my head on his shoulder, and we listened to music until we both fell asleep on my couch. Our engagement was extremely difficult with the band and touring. We bought a house, but I was alone most of the time. When I did see him, we spent all our time figuring out wedding plans. When I was alone, I figured a lot of things out on my own. My parents passed away in a car accident a little less than a month after he proposed. I was heartbroken. Being alone had been horrible, but I fought threw it. I stayed strong for Ash. The day of our wedding, I couldn't control my emotions. We had the other three members of 5sos as the groomsmen and my three best friends as the bridesmaids. It was going to be perfect. We had the ceremony and it was perfect. We had pictures taken, and then we went to the reception. 1D and 5sos were performing for the reception. It was awesome. Ash and I had our first dance to 'irresistible' performed by 1D. The entire reception was so much fun. After the wedding, when we got home, he carried me into our bedroom, and what followed was amazing. He pulled my clothes off, and I pulled his off. He kissed me passionately and we had the most amazing sex in the world. After, we cuddled naked together for a while before we fell asleep. A week later, I burst out of the bathroom door and jumped on the bed with Ash. "I'm pregnant!" I shouted. We were both extremely excited. Eight months later, I was miserable. He was doing everything he could to make me comfortable. I couldn't wait to have the baby. It was the day I was due. I went into labor in bed, and he had to rush me to the hospital. By the time I went into labor to the time I had our baby girl, it was 12 miserable hours. I had her at 3:12 am. We had to stay two nights to make sure everything was okay. After that, we went home to start a new chapter of our beautiful lives. Who knew that my life would turn out as amazing as it has. I'm married to the most amazing guy. We have a beautiful baby girl. I'm as happy as I could be.

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I love you both Niall Horan Imagine

Your POV

Here I am sitting in a lonely apartment while my family are on the other side of the world. I miss them all so much, especially my brother Louis. We were so close growing up. He is only three years older than me. We never got into sibling fights. He helped me with my homework as a kid, comforted me when our mom divorced our biological dad, and even helped me get through my first breakup. We have so many memories. I miss him soo much.

It has been four years since our family vacation that my Step-dad told me that I would not be returning with them. He never liked me. When he said that, my heart sank. They left me in foster care, and about three months after they left me here, I was diagnosed wih depression, bipolar disorder, and extreme anxiety. I tried calling Louis to hear his comforting big brother voice telling me it would be okay, but they blocked me. I had no way to talk to the one person I loved most in the world.

A year after I was left behind, I tried to kill myself and was then taken to a mental hospital. I was there for two and a half years, and then when I was released, I immediately got a job and moved into an apartment. I have been so alone in this world with no one to turn to when I need them.

I'm laying in bed listening to pandora on my IPod when a band I do not recognize comes on. The band is One Direction. Naturally, I would skip the song because I like metal music. I'm not even sure how this started playing, but I let it continue to see what they are like. The song is Rock Me. It seems pretty intersing, so I continue listening. All of a sudden, my heart drops. I swear one of the singers has Louis' voice. I go on google, type in One Direction names, and click on the first link. The names are Harry Styles, Liam Payne, Zayn Malik, Niall Horan, and...Louis Tomlinson. As soon as I read this, I scream! I can't believe my big brother is in a band. Now I'm researching tour dates to see when they are traveling here. They are coming on my birthday and that is in less than a month! There is no way I'll be able to get tickets now! After I come to that realization, I break down in tears. Maybe he will have my name on the VIP list? I doubt it. It doesn't hurt to try I guess. What have I got to lose?

It's the day of the concert, and my 18th birthday. I'm rushing to get ready. I'm nervous, but extremely excited to see him after four years.

I just arrived at the concert arena, and I'm waiting to get inside. I really hope my name is on the list or I'm out of luck. A millon thoughts are running through my head, making me feel sick.

I finally get to the door and when the guard realized I didn't have a ticket, he asked for my name. "[Y/F/N] Tomlinson," I say, almost stuttering. After what seems like hours, but is only a minute, he asks me to step aside. All I can think about is why my name isn't on the list when a friendly lady approaches me and asks me to follow her. My heart is racing. Am I in trouble?

She finally stops outside a door. She knocks and a voice on the other side yells, "What?" The lady smiles and says, "Are you guys decent? Louis has a visitor."

The door opens and a boy I've never seen before opens the door. "Hello. I'm Niall," he says in an adorable Irish accent. I blush before saying, "I'm [Y/N]."

"Nice to meet you!" he says. He is the cutest guy I've ever seen, and the nicest too. "I'm Louis' sister," I say shyly.

He invited me in, and I glanced at a couch to see Louis sitting there, staring at me with wide eyes. I smile and walk toward the couch. He stands up and starts walking toward me. Tears rush down both of our faces as we pull each other into a tight hug.

"I missed you so much!" I say trying, unsuccessfully, to hide my excitement. He laughs and says, "I missed you too. I thought you would never come to any of our concerts. Happy Birthday!"

Before I could thank him, Niall and a boy I haven't met yet shouted "Happy Birthday" together. Then, two other boys walked over and casually wished me a happy birthday. I smile and thank each one of them. The three boys i haven't met yet introduce themselves as Harry, Liam, and Zayn.

As we are chatting, I glance over at Niall. He is already looking at me. Then he smiles. I smile back. He is very cute.

I mentally babble until  a women's voice comes from the other side of the door. "It is time for you guys to get on stage. Five minutes!"

As the boys start leaving the room, Niall and Louis offer to take me where I need to go.

After listening to music all night, right before the last song, Louis clears his throat. He looks at me before saying, "I would like to introduce someone to you all. Someone that no one else knew about until today." He looks at me and motions for me to come on stage. I hesitate, so Niall comes over and takes my hand for moral support. I walk onto stage, and Louis takes my hand right after Niall lets go. "This is my Sister [Y/N]." I start tearing up. I can't believe this is happening.

I stand on stage with them as they sing their final song. They sing their cover for One Way or Another. Niall stares at me during his solo. I am flattered. I really like this boy.

Now the concert is over and the boys are signing. I am sitting between Niall and Louis when a little girl comes up and asks for my autograph. I smile and neatly sign my name. When I ask why she wanted it, she said, "You are Louis' sister. That makes you a sister to us directioners. I wanted your signature to go with the rest." I smile and thank her before she leaves.

After everyone is gone, we go back to the room to grab our stuff. Louis is explaining that I can go on tour with them, or stay here. I quickly tell him that I want to go with them, but I want to get my few things from my apartment.

After grabbing my stuff, I get in the bus, ready to start a new chapter in my life.

Niall's POV

We have been on tour with her for about 6 months. A month after she joined us, I asked her to be my girlfriend. She said yes.

Now we are all hanging on the bus telling stories and eating pizza. [Y/N] is talking about her best friend in the mental hospital. The whole situation is very sad. When she finishes talking, Harry starts talking about something, but I am not really paying attention. [Y/N] looks at me, and I motion for her to follow me.

I walk to the back of the bus while she excuses herself. I sit on my bunk, and she comes back. She stands awkwardly by the door. I pat on the bed for her to sit next to me. She sits next to me and we both smile. I put my arm around her shoulders.

"[Y/N], I love you," I say before kissing her on the cheek.

"I love you too," she says, and then kisses me on the lips. It lasts only for a moment, but it is so sweet. I kiss her back and we both melt into the most amazing kiss I've ever.

Your POV

I kiss Niall, and he kisses me back. This is the most amazing kiss ever. He puts his arm around my waist and lays down, pulling me with him. Now we are laying together. I put my arm around his stomach and lay my head on his shoulder. We wrap our legs together and I have never felt better. I am in love with this boy. He kisses me on the forehead, and starts singing 'You and I' softly in my ear until I fall asleep.

Just 7 months ago, I was alone and scared. Now I have two guys that love me more than anything. My big brother and my boyfriend. I love them both.

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I love you daddy Austin Carlile Imagine

Overprotective daddy austin carlile Fic :D? Not anything triggering or sad, just like fluff :) please! I understand if you can’t x

I grew up not knowing who my dad was,  until my mom got into a car crash when I was 12. The police found my dad, and sent me to live with him. Now I’m 16-years-old, and I love him more than anything.

I’m an outcast at school. I was the ‘new girl,’ and I’ve had trouble making friends. My only real friend is my dad. We do everything together. I’m definitely a daddy’s girl.

Today, we are going to one of his concerts. I am wearing an Of Mice & Men shirt, bracelets, hoodie, black skinny jeans, and converse.  I am just finishing my hair and make-up when he yells up the stairs, “C’mon [Y/N]! We gotta go!” I decided to be a smart-ass and yelled back, “I’ll be ready in 30 minutes!” I heard his footsteps running up the stairs, and then he knocks on the door. “Are you decent?” he asks. I chuckled and said, “No, I’m naked.” I heard him walking away, and I yelled, “Just kidding!” He came running back and burst into my room. “Are you really gonna be 30 minutes, angel?” “No dad. I was just picking on you. I’m ready now.” He pulled me into a bear hug. We walked down stairs and left to go to his concert.

Dad is on stage screaming, and I get to stand off to the side of the stage. While they are between songs, he says something that completely shocks me. “It has been 4 years since my daughter [Y/N] has came to live with me. I want you all to meet her. Come here [Y/N].” I froze in place. I don’t know what to do. I’m so scared to get in front of all those fans. Alan, one of the guys in his band, came over to me. He grabs my hand and we walk over to my dad together. He hands the mic to me, and I just kinda stand there. I don’t know what to say. After about 20 awkward seconds, I say, “H-hi. I am sorry, but I am very shy. I’m [Y/N] Carlile.” I hand the mic back to my dad and run off stage. I find a spot on the floor and sit down.

It’s time for signing, and I sit with them at their table. It is a lot easier to introduce myself and talk to fans one-on-one instead of a huge crowd of people staring at me. I even get to give my autograph to some fans of my dad. As the signing was about to end, a boy , about 18, came up for their autographs. He asked for my autograph, and handed me a piece of paper. I read it and quickly put it into my pocket. He smiles at me before walking away.

I am in the bus with dad and his band mates. I always feel left out because I am a teenage girl, and they are all grown up. I go back into dad’s bunk, and I pull the note out of my pocket. I open it up and read it again. It says, “Hey [Y/N]. My name is Dominick. I think you are absolultely beautiful. You should text me sometime. My number is 724———-.” I punch the number into my phone and text Dominick, “Hey, It’s [Y/N].” His reply came almost instantly, “Hey Beautiful.” We continue texting back and forth, asking each other questions and such. I fall asleep while waiting for a text from him. He texts me, “We should hang sometime. I can show you a good time ;)” My dad walks in and sees that my phone is lit up, and is going to shut it off, and he sees the text. He shuts my phone off, and covers me up with a blanket. He kisses me on the forehead before returning to his friends.

I wake up in the morning, and I read the text. It makes the butterflies in my stomach go wild. I reply, ” Sorry I fell asleep last night. We definitely need to hang out. What would we do? ;)” While waiting for his reply, I go to get something to eat. As I pass, I notice dad is sleeping next to Alan. That kinda shocks me, but I shrug it off. I am too busy waiting for Dominick’s reply. As I am getting a bowl of cereal, dad comes up behind me and picks me up. I scream and he puts me down. “You need to be quiet. They are seeping.” He says this while laughing because he can’t control himself.

Then he quickly regains focus. “I need to talk to you about something sweetheart,” he says. I look at him, waiting for him to go on. ” I saw the text from the boy last night. I am concerned because I do not think you should hang out with him. You do not know him, and we both know what he has on his mind.” This angers me. Quickly, I say, “You don’t have to be concerned. I’m 16, and I know how to control myself. I need to make some friends. You and your bandmates are the only people I get to hang out with. I always feel so out of place, and completely lonely.”

He looked at me with concerned eyes, but then he hugged me. He sad, “You’ll make new friends, but I still don’t think you should hang with him.” I looked at his eyes, and I could tell that he was seriously concerned. I hugged him back as tight as I could. “Okay.” I said. “I love you Daddy.” “I love you too [Y/N]. More than anything in this world.”

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Why? Austin Carlile Imagine

My very first imagine. Hope you like. If you would like to request one, send me a message with your request to my fb https://www.facebook.com/Carlie.Maria.Tomajko or send me a tweet at @amazingcarliee  && this story is based off of Skin by Rascal Flatts.

Your POV

I’ve been sitting in the bus since the concert started. I really wish I could be in there supporting my boyfriend of 4 years, Austin Carlile. I just do not feel well.

Flashback: Austin and I were getting extremely close last week, and then we were running up stairs to my bedroom. I was almost at the top, but I tripped. I couldn’t get a grip, and I slid back down the stairs. He rushed down to help me. He picked me up, carried me upstairs, and laid me on the bed. He laid next to me & kissed me. I could tell he was trying to comfort me, and it was working.

As we lay there, he gently stroked my arms and sides with his fingertips. I could feel the bruises forming. “[Y/N],” he whispered. “Y-yes, Austin?” I replied, barely feeling the strength to talk. “I love you, baby,” he said very softly. “I love you, too,” I replied as I curled up against him. He hugged me and sang ‘When you can’t sleep at night’ in my ear as I slowly drifted off to sleep. Flashback over

Austin’s POV

It has been a month since [Y/N] fell, and I’m extremely worried. The bruises have not went away yet. We are sitting in the waiting room of her doctor’s office. She is snuggled against my side, reading one of her favorite books. Each minute waiting is like a lifetime.

A nurse just stepped into the waiting room, and she called the next name on her list. “[Y/F/N] [Y/L/N]?”

I stood up first, and I grabbed [Y/N]’s hand to help her up. We walked into the doctor’s office, and I helped her onto the bed, table thing. I sat down on the doctor’s chair, and spun around yelling, “WEEEEEE!!” This made her laugh and smile. Then I moved into the other chair. I grabbed her hands & lightly kissed them. Then, the doctor came in, prepared to give us the news.

[Y/N]’s POV

I’m very nervous. The doctor has a stressed look on his face, and I am certain we are about to face bad news. My heart is racing as Austin squeezes my hand.

We got your test results back. I’m sorry to say that you have leukemia,” the doctor announces.

Tears begin to flood my eyes. I look over at Austin, and his eyes are full of tears as well.

The doctor sits down in his chair. He says, “There is a new therapy that we are going to try. There is a 6 out of 10 chance that it will disappear completely. It’s just been approved. It is the strongest there is. I think we caught it just in time.”

Austin’s POV

The car ride home is very quiet. She is staring out the window while the tears fall down her cheek. So many thoughts are racing through my mind. I’m going to take care of her and help her through this. I love her.

We are home, and I’m helping her upstairs to her bedroom. I am going to cook her dinner and make her as comfortable as I can. Today is the first day of a brand new chapter in both of our lives.

[Y/N]’s POV

It’s been three months of treatment. I am laying in the hospital bed next to Austin. The nurse just came in and now she is giving me another dose of pain medication. I sit up to ask her a question, but my attention is caught by something else. On my pillow is the cruelest surprise. I cry as I gather all the hair in my hands. Austin hugged me and kissed my head.

After the nurse left the room, I begin to tell Austin one of the things that is bothering me.

"I’m going to be ugly. I’m not going to be pretty, and you deserve a beautiful girlfriend, fiancé, wife. I understand if you want to leave me. I can deal with it on my own. No one wants a wife with no hair." Each word hurt more than the last.

"Baby, I love you more than anything in this world. You are beautiful now, and you will be beautiful forever. I’ll never leave you. I am going to support you so that you do not have to deal with it on your own."

"You really believe I will still be attractive?"

"Of course babe. When this is over," he cleared his throat, obviously nervous. "Will you marry me?"

It took me a few minutes to fully realize what he had just asked me. “Yes,” is all I can manage to say. He kissed me, and we cuddled and I fell asleep rather quickly.

It’s been a week, and our engagement plus my leukemia are all over social media. I’m checking my twitter, and all I see are things like, “@[Y/T/N] you ugly bitch. Stop poisoning @AustinCarlile ‘s life with your cancer.” Or “@[Y/T/N] you do not deserve Austin’s love. Kill yourself!”

I’m crying as Austin walks into the room. He quickly rushes over to me and holds me close to him, stroking my face. I showed him the tweets, and now he is very angry. As he is walking out the door, he punches the door frame, making me wince.

I am flipping through channels and I came across the concert they are performing live. He didn’t even say goodbye to me. Now, many thoughts are running through my head. Maybe he doesn’t love me as much as he says. Maybe he would be better off without me.

I blast the music, stagger to the bathroom, pull a razor out of the cabinet, and sit on the floor. Many emotions are flooding my mind right now. I put the razor to my wrist, and I quickly slide it across my wrist, over and over again. I scream out in pain as the scarlet nightmare drips on the floor. As I sit here, I hear Austin say to all his fans, “What you did to my fiancé is unacceptable. If you are a fan or hurting others, talking down to, or trying to bring others down, do not call yourself a fan of mine.”

As I hear these words, I realize I made a horrible mistake. Now, I’m lying here slowly dying, while Austin defends me.

I am trying to stay awake as long as I can, so that maybe I can see his face one more time, and feel his kiss one more time.

As he comes in the house, I scream, “AUSTIN! HELP!!” He runs upstairs and crashes through the door. As soon as he sees me, he instantly starts to cry. I put my arms up to tell him, that I need a hug and I know he needs one too. He bends down, pulls me into his embrace, and carries me to his car. He grabbed a towel, and now I’m holding it against my wrist to stop further bleeding.

While he’s driving, he breaks down. “Why would you do this to yourself, baby? I love you. I thought you were happy. Did I do something? Was it the fans?” I decided to be completely honest, even though it would break his heart. “I’m ugly. I hate myself. The fans hate me. You deserve better. I know you don’t believe it, but it is true. You will be better off without me. I love you so very much, and I want you to be as happy as you can, and that will never happen with me. You love kids, and after having leukemia, I probably shouldn’t risk having kids. We will never have a big happy family that we want.” He didn’t say another word, but he cried the whole way to the hospital.

2 years later, my leukemia therapy is finished. I bought a beautiful wig, and Austin bought me a beautiful ring. Our wedding is scheduled for a month from today. Austin and I are in love, and we are both completely happy. My life turned completely around, and I am thankful for my second chance at life. We discussed family matters with our doctor, and since it is not recommended that I have a baby, we are going to adopt. I learned something from all of this. Life will always get better. There is no reason to leave the stage in the middle of a song.

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Save me Austin Carlile Imagine

can i get an Austin carlile imagine? you’ve been dating for a few years and are living together and one day you take out the trash from your apartment and when you take it to the dumpsters behind your building some guy attacks you and Austin hears you and he comes down and bets the guy up and make it really fluffy and affectionate after that like a few days after he’s still being super protective of you

[Y/N]’s POV

Today is my 3rd anniversary with my wonderful boyfriend Austin Carlile. He woke me up with breakfast in bed and a cute stuffed wolf with a heart in it’s mouth. I love him so much. He always treats me like a princess.

I just got out of the shower, and we are getting ready to go to his concert. Before we leave though, I have stuff to do around the house. I need to do dishes, laundry, and take the trash out. I would put it off, but the garbage men come early in the morning.

I finished the dishes and laundry, and now I’m taking the trash out. I always hate taking the trash out, because the dumpster is behind the apartments, and the lights are very dim.

As I get around the building, I get a very strange feeling. I throw the bag into the dumpster, and fear cuts through me like a knife. I see the shape of a man hiding in the shadows. As I begin backing away, he runs toward me. I try to run away, but he grabs my arm. I manage to scream, “AUSTIN!!!!!!!” before he covers my mouth. He forces me to the ground and unbuttons my pants. No matter how hard I fight, he is just too strong for me. He pulled my pants off, and he is pulling his off when Austin comes running around the building. Although he is surprised, he doesn’t waste any time. He grabs the man’s arm and starts beating the shit out of him. The man manages to get into the perfect position, and knees Austin in the balls, sending him to the ground. The man walks over to me, pulls a knife out of his pocket, and stabs me in the stomach. I cry out in pain, and then go still. The only thing I can think to do is act dead. He just kicked Austin and ran away. After a moment, Austin is finally able to move, and he comes over to me. Tears are rushing down his face. He picks me up, carries me inside to the couch, and calls 911. I can barely hear him on the phone as I slowly drift out of consciousness. I thought I was dying, and I said, “I love you,” before falling alseep.

Austin’s POV

It’s been a week and she still isn’t awake. I’m very worried. The doctor said she is lucky to be alive, but she’ll be lucky to wake up. I have been staying in the hospital with her since this happened, and I’ve cancelled all my shows. I know it is selfish to give up on my fans, but right now, supporting her is more important. I love her.

I’m laying on the bed next to her, rubbing her cheek with my thumb. All of a sudden, she stirs. I really can’t believe it, but then she stirs again. I can feel the tears in my eyes. I start whispering, “[Y/N], babe. You need to wake up now. I miss you. Please baby. I need you more than anything.” Next thing I know, she opens her eyes and looks right at me. The amount of happiness I feel is overwhelming. I lean down and pull her into a hug and she hugs me back. We sit here like that for 5 minutes smiling and crying.

When we finally let go, I say, “[Y/N], I love you with all my heart. I’m the luckiest guy in the world to have you as my girlfriend, and I wanna be with you forever. Will you marry me?”

[Y/N]’s POV

A thousand feelings are rushing through me as I think about what he had just asked me. Finally, I say “Yes! Of course. I love you so much. I am the luckiest girl in the world to have you as my boyfriend.” “Fiance,” he corrected me, and I lightly punch him on the arm. Neither of us stop smiling. He lays down on the bed, and puts his arm out for me to curl into him. I lay my head on his shoulder with my face in his neck and he puts his arms protectively around me. This moment is absolutely perfect.

It’s been a week since I’ve been home. I’m practically recovered, but Austin will not let me do anything. He does all the cooking, cleaning, grocery shopping, and caring for me. The only thing he lets me do myself is got to the bathroom. It doesn’t bother me though. It’s nice to know I have a wonderful Fiance who will do anything for me, and I would do anything for him if he needed me.

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I'm Yours, Always. Alan Ashby Imagine

No request. I thought of this myself. If you want an imagine, ask away! or message me on fb https://www.facebook.com/Carlie.Maria.Tomajko or tweet me @amazingcarliee I’ll do any kind.

Your POV

Today is a very important day to me. It is my 1st anniversary dating my wonderful boyfriend Alan Ashby. He has a concert tonight, which is what we’ll be doing for our anniversary. Today is also the day my dad is going to find out we are dating. The only problem is that my dad is Austin Carlile, and he is only 4 years older than Alan.

My mom got pregnant by Austin when he was 16, and I was born when he was 17. Since he is 4 years older than Alan, this means that Alan is 13 years older than me. There is no way my dad is going to understand.

I spent the night at Alan’s house. As I wake up, Alan leans over and kisses me. “Good morning, beautiful. Happy anniversary!” I smile and pull him into another kiss. “Happy anniversary! I love you.” I love you too, baby,” he says.

We lay there smiling and staring at each other for about a minute when he pulls a little box out of his drawer. He then starts saying, “Baby, I love you more than anything. I know we’ve only been together for a year, but you are perfect. I want to be with you for the rest of my life. Will you marry me?”

I feel like an idiot, but I actually have to think about it. Do I want to marry him? Of course, but my dad doesn’t even know we’ve been dating. It is going to be extremely difficult telling him, because they are best friends. Finally after all my mental blabber, I say, “Yes. Of course!” Tears overflowing because of how happy I am. He opens the box to reveal the most amazing ring I’ve ever seen.

"Woah! That ring is gorgeous. I love it!" He is just about to take the ring out of the box when we hear a knock at the door.

He puts the ring on my finger, and then we get up and go downstairs. Alan yells, “Who is it?” The mystery person then yells, “Ginger Princess! It’s me Austin! Open up!” Immediately I start freaking out. I don’t want my dad to find out this way. “There isn’t anywhere private here. Go upstairs and hide under my bed. He won’t look under there.” I quickly do as he says. The bed is pretty high, so it isn’t uncomfortable. I have no clue how long I’m gonna be here though.

Alan’s POV

"Hey what’s up dude?" Austin says as I let him in. "Not much. I just woke up," I replied. He looks at me before plopping down on my couch. "You never sleep this late," he says while eyeing me suspiciously. "Who did you sleep with last night?" he asked while laughing. I’m extremely nervous, trying not to act suspicious. "I didn’t sleep with anyone. I just couldn’t sleep, so I stayed up watching TV." I say, while shifting nervously. Why can’t I just act normal? He is my best friend. Before I knew what was going on, he jumped up and started running upstairs to my bedroom. I chase after him, because I wanna try to prevent him from seeing her.

His legs are so long that by the time I got upstairs, he is already laying on my bed. He is looking at me with a huge grin on his face. “What?” I ask. He just keeps grinning, and looked toward the garbage. I glanced over, and there is a used condom. Fuck! What am I going to do? Lie and make up a name, or tell the truth.

"Dude! Who was it?" he asks. I look nervously toward the floor under my bed. I instantly regret it, because he sees me. His grin leaves his face, and he begins to get up. My heart is racing right now.

Your POV

My heart is racing. He just got up, and now he is on his knees beside the bed. He is going to kill Alan, and then he is going to kill me.

He pulls the blanket up, and looks under the bed. “Hi, daddy,” I said with a weak smile on my face. His eyes got very big, and his face is starting to get red. He got up and as I am crawling out from under the bed, he starts yelling at Alan. “What the fuck dude? She is my daughter! She is 13 years younger than you! [Y/N], what made you even think this is okay?!” I walked over to Alan and he puts his arm around me protectively. Alan says, “We have been together for a year.”

Austin looks at my finger, and he gets even angrier. “You two are ENGAGED?” he screamed. I decided to stand up for us. I screamed back, “I’m an adult now! I’m not your little girl anymore. I can decide who I date.” While I was screaming, I hadn’t noticed that Alan left the room.

I think I hurt my dad more than I angered him. He instantly calms down, and sits on the bed. He pats at the spot next to him. I hesitantly sit down, and he puts his hand on my shoulder. “I love you [Y/N]. I love you more than anything or anyone in this world. I want to protect you, and I don’t care how old you are. You will always be my little girl.” I smile, and I hug him. I give him the longest hug I ever have.

"I’m very sorry dad. I’m sorry I’ve been keeping my relationship with Alan a secret. I knew you wouldn’t understand. I love him, but I love you more. I’ll always love you more than anyone." I admitted. I think this shocked him because I was never very open toward him. He pulled me into a hug, and we stayed like that for a few moments.

When we finally let go, he sighs, and says, “I’m sorry I got so angry. It’s just that you two are so many years apart. I’m just looking out for you.”

I smile, and look toward the door to see Alan poking his head around the doorframe. I smile at him to reassure him that he can come in. As he is walking in, my dad gets up, walks over to him, and hugs his best friend. He pulls away, and he says, “This is going to be really weird.” Alan and I look at each other. “My best friend is my future son-in-law.”

I jump with excitement. I hug my dad and then I hug Alan. This is amazing. I smile at Alan, and he leans over and kisses me. “Woah! Don’t do that in front of me!” my dad said before running out the door. I let a giggle escape before I kiss him back. Finally, I can kiss him without worrying about what my dad will think. This is truly the best kiss I’ve ever had.

A week later, I am sitting on my couch waiting for some very important news. Alan is sitting next to me with his arms around me. My heart is racing and I’m shaking. Finally, when it is time to look, Alan grabs my pregnancy test, and we look together. As we look, I see the little red positive sign. I am pregnant.

A million things race through my mind. How am I going to tell my dad? He is going to be so mad! Alan puts his arms around me and comforts me while tears slowly drift down my face. I’m excited to start a family, but I’m not sure I’m ready. There’s no going back now though.

I tell my dad, and he takes it a lot better than I thought he would. He hugs me and says, “I love you [Y/N].” I told him I love him back.

9 months later, I just got to the hospital. I am in so much pain. Alan is sitting next to me, holding my hand. I just want this to be over.

2 hours later, I finally give birth to a beautiful baby girl. The nurse hands her to me, and she is the most beautiful thing I’ve ever seen. I’ve only seen her for a minute and I love her more than anything. I hand her to Alan, and as I watch him hold her, I realize that I am ready to be a mom.

I have the most amazing family, and I love them with all my heart.

The baby and I are finally home. Alan walks up to me, puts his arms around my waist, and says, “I love you [Y/N].” “I love you, too. I’m yours, always.”