#“Hey girl~” HEY BABE HELLO HUNNY HI GIRLFRIEND

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she wants everything dead but she sneezes like a puppy so that evens out /j

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Unattainable Things (Luke Patterson) Part 1

Summary: Luke's girlfriend had found out she was pregnant hours before they had died. 17 years later, their daughter is friends with Julie.

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A/N or Warnings: Hey! So I had to tweak the time frame a bit in order for this one shot idea to work. I hope you enjoy it.

You were pregnant.

You took a look at the multiple pregnancy sticks on the counter and all said you were pregnant. You didn't know no idea what you were going to do. You didn’t have a lot of people in your corner only your boyfriend and his best friends. You didn't even know how he was gonna react to that the news that you're pregnant seeing as his band was about to blow up. He doesn't really have a support system either, because he left home when he was seventeen and is now twenty. You put your hands on the countertop and stared at yourself in the mirror. You don't know how long you stayed there till you heard the bathroom door knock. "Babe?"

You snapped yourself out of it and grabbed the test and hid them under the towels under the sink. You got up and closed the counter doors prior to turning around and opening the bathroom door. Luke looked at you with so much worry that filled his eyes. "Are you okay? You were in the bathroom for a really long time,"

You faked a smile and gave him a quick peck. "Yeah, I'm good,"

He watched you walk over to your shared bed. "Are you coming with us for rehearsals?

"Don't I always?

He smiled and walked over to you, kissed you and smiled at you again. "Yes,"

He walked out of the room and you sighed and laid down on your bed. You've heard footsteps, but you haven't turned your head and looked. "So are you?"

You turned your head to look at Reggie. "According to the test, that's a big y-e-s yes,"

Reggie leaned against the doorframe. "So when are you going to tell him?"

"I don't know. You're all having this big concert tonight and I don't want him to be distracted, but I don't know if I can keep it a secret".

Reggie nodded and remained silent for some time. "Every time you feel like telling him, scratch your arm and I'll do something,".

"Like what?"

"I don't know caw like a bird,"

You laughed at your boyfriend's best friend, who was more like your brother. "Yeah, you do that,"

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"Mom!"

You walked into the hallway to see your daughter walking downstairs with her music sheets and wearing her dad's old Rush shirt. You smiled every time you had seen her wearing it. Luke, Reggie and Alex have been dead for 17 years, and after they died, you made up with your parents. Her parents were a bit more sensitive because they lost their son, but they always liked their granddaughter, but your daughter really didn't want anything to do with them after she learned how they treated Luke what they said to her. She didn't really want to talk about his father because she said that although she didn't know him, talking about him was painful. "Yeah?"

"I'm gonna go over to Julie's today after school is that okay?"

Julie was one of her closest friends and she'd just lost her mother, so your daughter spent a lot of time with her. "Of course, Hunny, if you decide to stay overnight, send me a message,".

She nodded and gives you a quick peck on the cheek, says she loved you and runs out the door. She looks just like you but she is just like her dad. She inherited his talent and his love for music. She loves old bands more than the new bands. She is his mini me. Luke would have taken such pride in her.

Emily's POV:

As Emily was heading to Julie's house, she could hear music from the den, which was weird, because Julie was the only one who stayed in her house to play music, but she hadn't for a long time. You left your way to Julie's house and went to the den. You had knocked on the door and the music immediately stopped. No one answered. You opened the doors, you looked around and there was no one. "Julie?"

"What?"

Emily jumped and turned around and looked at Julie walking into the den. "Where you playing music from your speaker or something?"

Julie looked as if she was thinking for a good answer. "OH yeah. I saw you walking up and I had turned off the music from the house,"

You didn't buy it, but you still ignored it. "What were you playing? I've never heard it before,"

She shrugged. "I don't know, I had it on a random station,"

"So I heard you killed it the other day,"

"Yeah, I did,"

"Sorry, I missed it, but had to stay after in a class to retake a class,"

"Let me guess. Mr. Kingsley?"

Emily just nodded.

"He has it out for you. Every day, he calls you out for something that you didn't even do. 'Emily, stop talking,; 'Why are you laughing, Emily?"

Emily just laughed. "No idea,"

Emily didn't noticed the guy that was standing in front of her until he had said something to her.

Luke's POV:

The boys were playing a few chords, waiting for Julie to come back when there was knocking at the door. They knew it wasn't Julie so they stopped playing and then the door opened. Reggie, Alex and Luke all stared at Emily with total shock. Reggie's the one that talked first. "Are you guys seeing what I'm seeing? Does she look like-"

Alex was next. "Like Y/N?"

He saw Julie enter and started talking with the girl. Then the boys got to know Emily's name. Reggie took a look at the girl's shirt and realized it was Luke's shirt. "Oh,"

Luke didn't hear Reggie. He was too focused on that girl and how she looked so much like the girl he loved wildly seventeen years ago. It couldn't be Y/N. Is that her daughter?

Without thinking about it, he vanished and reappeared beside that girl. At first, she didn't notice anything until Luke said something that caused her to jump and trip over herself.

Julie reached out to help her get up and once she helped her and looked at her. "You can see them?"

Emily, obviously still freaked out nodded. Julie looked around at the boys and then back at you. "Am I not supposed to? What kind of question is that?"

"They're dead. They're ghosts,"

"There's no way. Wait? They're?"

The other two boys appeared beside Luke, who was still paying close attention to this girl. "Hi,"

"Hello,"

Emily shook her head. "I'm losing it. I'm really losing it. This isn't happening,"

"No, it is. They're a band from the ninety’s called Sunset Curve that died,"

"This is some kind of-wait did you say Sunset Curve?"

Luke stepped forward at this time. "You know us?"

By the time Emily had a chance to say something, Reggie beat her to it. "Emily, do you happen to know Y/N Y/L/N?"

"You mean my mom?"

Luke took a couple steps forward to Emily which she took two steps back. "How old are you?"

Before she could even say anything. Reggie sighs, walked up to him and places a hand on his shoulder. "Luke, meet your daughter,"

Luke removed Reggie's hand from his shoulder and looked into his eyes. "What?"

"Yeah....haha. Do you remember when Y/N was taking forever in the bathroom before we left to go to the Orpheum?"

Alex, who hadn't said a word for some time, didn't play with Reggie being slow. "Get to the point,"

"She did pregnancy tests and all of them were positive..."

Luke grabbed Reggie's shirt. "How long did you know?"

"Right after you left the bedroom after checking on her. She was gonna tell you after the show,"

Luke didn't tell Reggie but shook his finger at him, but turned to watch the girl he had just discovered was his daughter. He looked at her and for the first time noticed that she was wearing one of his old Rush shirts and one of his necklaces. He smiled at her, said she wore something of his. Then it hit him. She did not recognize him and it could only mean one thing... Y/N did not speak of him. She didn't, talk about him to their daughter. "Since, you didn't recognize me. I'm guessing your mom didn't talk about me?"

Emily shook her head. "No. She wanted to, but I told her no, because I didn't want to hear memories of my father I couldn't meet".

Luke wanted nothing more than to get to know his daughter. To know everything about her. To know if she's into music like he is or well was. Or was she like her mother who was more into writing? Was she close to her grandparents? He was going to ask him the same question aloud, but she got ahead of him. "I have a question,"

He took a step forward and went to reach out for his daughter, but stopped when he realized he couldn't. "Yes, anything?"

"How are you back?"

"We don't know. All we know is that Julie played our demo and it brought us back,"

Luke noticed that she was trying to figure out how to word this and almost looked like she was trying to hold back her tears. "So a girl, who didn't even know while you were alive, plays your CD and you come back, but not the cries of your girlfriend who basically disowned her family to be with you, and you were so in love with or the wishes of your daughter that you never got to meet? Dad of the year, huh?"

With that, she grabbed her backpack and took off running out of the den, tears flowing. "Emily!"

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Hurricane P19

Happy x Reader

Warning/Triggers: Violence, torture? 18+ only. If under 18 Kindly un-follow me.

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Getting back to Happys you took off your makeup and clothes, getting into one of Happys shirts. You packed your work bag with your camera and laptop. Packing an era pair of clothes just incase. You double checked the door was locked and you and Kozy fell asleep

Happy walked in at 4AM. He looked at the bed to see it was empty and he hurd the shower. He opened the door seeing your shadow washing yourself. “Hey babe.” You screamed dropping your shampoo bottle. Opening the curtain you seen Happy standing there smirking. “Before you say anything about the lipstick on my shirt, I pushed her away right away.” You looked at his shirt seeing an ugly pink lipstick mark close to his neck. You where 100% sure he was telling the truth but you still felt uneasy about it. You simply nodded getting back into the shower. Happy was sure you would fight with him on it. That you would call him all the names in the book like last time.

“For the last time they didn’t know we where together!” Happy sighed sitting on his couch. “And I am just suppose to believe that? We have been dating for two fucking weeks.” You looked at the red lipstick on his shirt. “You smell like a fucking whore house.” You threw a pillow at him walking away towards the front door. Happy ran after you grabbing your hand, twirling you around. He pressed you to the wall, holding your hands above your head so he would not get hit. “The guys noticed I had not been sleeping with anyone. They told one of the crows to make a move on me. I kept pushing her away, but she kept advancing. I am not sure if one of the guys paid her or what..” you looked into his eyes. Trying to see if he was lying. Looking for obvious signs like eyes darting side to side or his pupils dilating. “I swear to you. Do you honestly think I would do anything. Your brother would have my head and dick on a silver platter. He is not particularly happy that we are together!” you nodded knowing it was true. “Well.. go get undressed and take a shower. I do not want to keep smelling slut all over you..” you pushed him away heading to the couch. Before he could get too far away, you grabbed his arm slapping him across the face. He looked at you stunned. “I will kick your ass if you do cheat..” Happy nodded rubbing his cheek. “Damn your scary..” he laughed slightly walking to his restroom.

After finishing your shower, getting out you dried you hair and brushed it out. Putting into a high bun. You slid a rhinestone head band on your head and slid on a grey pencil skirt and black top tucked in. Quickly you put on some smoky eye makeup and red lipstick. It had been awhile since you felt like yourself. Grabbing your things, Happy appeared in sweat pants with no shirt. “Be safe..” He kissed your head. “You too.” You looked to Kozy. “Lets go hunny.” Kozy got up jumping on the hardwood floor. He brushed against Happy, so he would pet him good bye.

Packing up your Jeep you got in. Happy waved to you from the door. “Put on a shirt. I don’t need to come back and commit murder for all these sluts looking at you.” Happy chuckled blowing you a kiss and a wink. Doing the same, you backed out and headed to the coffee shop.

Later that day.

“Where is Y/N?” Juice asked as he tightened the bolt under the truck. Happy holding up a canaster while he did it. “She had to help Craig open his new shop in Lodi. “Oh yeah, Brittany and Lily talked about that.” Juice smiled thinking about his girlfriend. “How are things going with you two?” Juice looked at Happy surprised since he rarely talked about much. “Really good!” Nodding he finished everything.  “I’m surprised you didn’t have The Grim Bastards look over her.” “I tried. Turns out she knows them and refused to allow it.” Juice laughed a bit. “She is stubborn that one.” Happy smiled thinking about you. “Holy shit.. you smiled.” Happy rolled his eyes as they walked to go have lunch.

You: “Hey hunny how is work going?”

Happy: “Good. How is the opening?”

You: “Good, I am exhausted. Took over a few thousand pictures. He already has a lot of business which is good. His wife is here and his kid is helping so it makes it a little easier.”

Happy: “Ok baby. Come home soon. I miss you.”

You: “I have been gone for literally eight hours. I miss you too though. Bye sweety.”

Happy: “I love you y/n.”

You: “Love you too babe.”

Putting your phone back in your skirt pocket you walked to the front of the store. You talked to people, smiling and nodding. You where exhausted that was for sure. Hearing motorcycles you looked up. “Mayans..” you whispered to yourself. There was three of them. Alverez knew you slightly from a business deal a long time ago. Craig looked out the window watching you study them. “Will they be an issue?” he asked slightly scared. “No. Let me handle this.” Alverez walked into the store with a slight smile on his face. Lifting his shades his eyes landed on you and Craig. “Y/N. Como estas?” “Bien y’tu?” Alverez smiled remembering your old conversations. He respected you to highlevels. He knew how loyal you where to SOA. So when they made a pact with the northern charter, Donut asked you to help Alverez. “Y/N, We just came for some coffee.” You nodded to him. He grabbed your hand gently kissing the top. “Craig, this is Alverez.” Craig shook his hand. “How is business so far?” “Good. Soft opening in the morning then picked up.” You spoke before Craig. He nodded to him. “What is good here y/n?” you walked over with the three to the menu pointing somethings out. “I like the iced latte with an extra shot of espresso.” Alverez nodded ordering that.

Happy, Kozik and Jax pulled up to the coffee shop seeing indeed that Mayans where there. “Why are they here..? Oakland is over an hour away..” Happy whispered. “Unsure.. if we go in their though.. y/n will tear us a new one for making sure she is ok. Remember she helped Tacoma with the Mayans.” They watched as you laughed with men, all of you drinking coffee. Happy clenched his fists watching the other two bikers look you up and down. “Brother.. now is not the time.”

You: “Instead of spying on me, just come in and say hello.”

Happy, Jax, Kozik all looked at their phones.

“Guess we’re caught..” Jax laughed a bit. “She always has a fucking back up plan.” Kozik sighed a bit.

Walking into the the coffee shop you seen Alverez go stiff. “They where here to make sure nothing goes wrong.” He nodded to you, shaking Jaxs, Kozik and Happys hand. “I am sorry.” Kozik mouthed to you. You nodded sighing walking back to talk to other customers. Craig came up to you. “Is this turning into a biker party?” “No.. sorry. SOA is just being protective.” He nodded with a smile. “I don’t care!  More the merrier!” nodding you grabbed your camera and walked around taking more photos. Constantly you eyed the club members making sure they are ok and getting along. Happy watched as you talked to customers, taking photos and chatting everyone up. It really was amazing what you could do socially.  

Hours passed and the club members went to a local bar. Everyone else closed the shop. You walked out giving Craig, his wife and son a hug good bye. Walking out you went to your Jeep. Looking across the street you seen Happy yelling at one of the Mayans. Taking your heels off you jogged across the street standing between the two men. “What the fuck is going on here?” Happy pulled you behind him. “He keeps making fucking comments about you. “Aww come on man, just giving her praises.” Happy went to punch him. You grabbed Happys arm, holding him back. “I am not worth starting a feud over. Stop.” “If he wants to egg on the Tacoma Killer that is his prerogative.” You looked back to see Alverez and Jax walk out. The guy rolled his eyes. “Please stop. I’d hate for me to kick your ass.” You sighed looking at the Mayan. “Oh please..” He went to grab your arm and you sighed. “Jax… I am sorry.” Apologizing because you knew this could start trouble if you didn’t handle it delicately. You grabbed the mans arm and twisted it back. Kicking him in the stomach and pushing him back. “Here is the thing.. I would not mess with Happy if I where you… I personally don’t care about the comments because you could never have me. However my old man does not let shit go.” The guy stood up going to hit back. You could tell he was a new patch and tried to prove his worth. Honestly you kind of felt bad for doing this to him. He threw a punch and you caught it, shifting the gravity and locking his foot with yours, you flipped him on his back. Bending down you looked at him. “If your going to fight someone, I suggest you fight a new patch. Not an old lady or high ranking members.” He rubbed the back of his head nodding to you. You extended your hand helping him up, giving you a slight smile. “You are very respectful.” He mumbled to you. “I know what it is like to wanna start shit. I use to all the time when I was first introduced to the club.” Kozik laughed at the comment. “You have no clue..” he backed your story up. Happy looked at him slightly confused.

Kozik walked into the club seeing you sit on a stool, swinging your legs as you sipped on your coffee. He looked on the ground to see two croweaters on the ground knocked out. He seen your lip bleeding and walked over to you. “What the fuck… happened?” he turned around seeing an obvious fight went down. “She talked shit…” He looked at the girl you nodded too. “What about the other one.” He nodded to her next. “She was talking shit aswell.” The door opened and shut, both of you looking to see who entered. Donut looked at the two on the ground and laughed slightly. “So that is what the commotion is about. Y/N… you gotta quit hurting these crows. They talk shit that is what they do.” You jumped off the stool. “Then they can talk shit away from me.” Smirking he nodded walking to Kozik. “They talk shit about you.. mostly on how you fucked them in front of your sister. She does not react kindly to that.” Kozik looked at the crows on the floor. “I would not touch them with a ten-foot pole.” “They also say you two are not brother and sister. That you are secretly dating.” Kozik made a nauseous face. “They don’t know shit. We grew up together. It has always been her and I. Family.” Donut nodded watching as you picked up a few empty beer bottles. “She can hold her own. That is for sure.” “Yeah, you should see her shoot a gun.” Kozik commented back. “Scared to actually.” Donut shrugged.

“Babe you ok?” Happy asked thinking you might have hurt a muscle. You where staring at the café from across the street. You looked at the parking lot and seen everyone was gone. “Someone is in the café…” Happy looked to where you glancing and seen the shadow. “Craig?” “He left a bit ago.. so did everyone else..” you jogged across the street, pulling your gun from your skirt. Craig gave you a key just incase you needed to get in for marketing reasons. Texting Craig you let him know what was going on. He agreed to let you go in. The alarm system was not up yet since they where having issues with it hooking to the doors. Opening the door you quietly went in. Unlocking it you silently snuck in. Happy, Jax, Kozik and Alverez behind you. You took the safety off your Glock and went around the corner. You seen the figure in the dark. “Hands above your head!” the figure dropped whatever they where doing. You seen him pull a gun. For some reason, your instinct was to tackle him. You did wrestling him to the ground grabbing his gun. The lights went on and you seen who it was. It was a teenager from earlier that day. “Jon!” Alverez said walking over. He smacked the kid across the face. “What do you think your doing?” you looked at him confused. “Did Mayans have anything to do with this?” You stood toe to toe with Alverez. “No Y/N.. This dumbass kid is my brothers. Kid is a thief!” you nodded grabbing the kid by the ear, dragging him to the back of house. Happy snickered as he watched you act like his mom use to with him. He slightly wondered if his kid would turn out like him and if you would do this to your son. “Sit down!” the kid sat down staring at Alverez scared. Alverez shrugged to him. “I am not going to stop her.”  Grabbing some ice from the ice maker you took two handfuls. “Open your hands!” the boy did and you set the ice in them. “Close them and hold the ice. If you let go of the ice I call the cops. You tell the truth, I let you let go!” He nodded quickly. The burning of the ice was setting in. “How did you get in?” the boy stayed quiet at first. You smirked seeing his hand shake. “Owe.. fuck.. I picked the lock!!” you nodded. “Why?” “Because… I knew he made a lot of money today… I was going to break into the safe..” sighing you rubbed your temples simultaneously. “Well maybe if you where smart you would have fucking noticed, we don’t accept cash right now.” The boys eyes went wide. He thought about the transactions he watched and didn’t remember seeing one cash sale. “Ugh..” Alverez came over smacking him in the face again. “Primo.. you are going to go home and tell your papa what you did.” “Drop the ice.” You spoke after Alverez. The kid did, trying to breath hot air into his hands to make the burning sensation go down. “If I ever see you around here again, I will throw your ass in Juvie.” The boy nodded looking at you scared.

After calling Craig and explaining, he was more then happy that you handled it. He sounded so exhausted. Preparing this for weeks could do that to a person. Getting into the Jeep you and Kozy drove home. Happy and you arriving at the same time. Walking to the door Happy opened it. You smelt a perfume. A very cheap perfume and you stopped dead in your tracks. “Oh fuck no..” you yelled.’

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Your Man

Request:  Hey I have a request! Can you make a scenario about Mark (from got7) and his girlfriend goes to LA to see his family. During their vacation she meets Mark's ex and his old best friend. She gets insecure about their relationship when she sees those two spend some time together. When it bothers her too much she tells mark that she's​ going back to Korea but wants him to stay with his family as much as he can. Happy Ending please?

Oh my goodness! I am so sorry this took insanely long to write. I really hope it was worth the wait. I’m so sorry and thank you for being so incredibly patient. 

Pairing: Mark Tuan X Reader

Genre: Fluff

Word Count: 2060

Mark Tuan, the most beautiful man you had ever laid eyes on. You had been in a relationship with him for over two years now and you still found him insanely attractive. Not only attractive, but he was the most caring guy you had ever met and your personalities went perfectly together. You got along with his family just as well, and that's why you were excited to go to LA and see them while Mark had a break.

 "Baby, you ready?" Mark asked, zipping his suitcase as he stared at you from the other side of the bed. You smiled back, pushing your suitcase shut.

 "I don't know. My suitcase won't close." You laughed, shoving it down again. He smiled at you before making his way over to your side of the bed.

 "That's cause you're doing it wrong." He mumbled, turning you around to face him. He picked you up and sat you on the suitcase, zipping it closed as you giggled.

 Your hands settled on the sides of his face as he smiled up at you before leaning up to press a quick kiss to your lips. "Let's go, baby doll." He said, patting your hips. You hopped down and pulled the heavy case off of your bed, dragging it to Jackson's car.

 The drive to the airport consisted of you feeling like a total third wheel while Mark and Jackson sang to each other in the front, you squished in the back with yours and Mark's luggage. You really didn't mind though. You loved watching Markson in action in front of your eyes. Sometimes you thought they were more of a couple than you and Mark were. Especially when Jackson refused to let go of Mark at the airport, almost causing a scene, when it was time for the two of you to board your plane.

 As for the plane ride there, you basically slept the whole way when Mark wasn't excitedly telling you every last detail he had planned for this trip.

 Before you knew it, you were in LA and Mark's mom was hugging you tightly as you tried your very best to keep your drowsy eyes open.  

 "Y/n! It's been so long!" She exclaimed in your ear, causing your eyes to widen.

 "I know, I'm sorry. Mark has been super busy up until now." You smiled lazily as she pulled away to get a good look at you. You heard Mark chuckle as he rested his hand on your back.

 "Mom, Y/n is tired. Please save questions for after we get home and take a nap." He smiled at his mother. She nodded and escorted the two of you to the car before loading it up with all of your junk.

 Arriving at the Tuan's house was more than relieving as you plopped yourself into Mark's childhood bed, exhausted from your travels. You heard a little giggle from your boyfriend as he dropped your heavy bags on the floor.

 "No, hunny, I don't need any help with your heavy ass bags, I got it." He laughed, plopping down on the bed right next to you.

 "I'm sorry, baby. I'm so tired, I wasn't thinking about the bags. Thank you though." You smiled before kissing him slowly. His hand slid over your hip as he took a deep breath in through his nose, lips pressed against yours. You smiled into the kiss, sliding your hand into his hair.

 "Get some sleep, baby girl. We have a lot of touristy things for you to do when you wake up." He smiled after pulling away.

 The two of you got some much needed rest, curing most of your jet lagginess. But you woke up alone, hearing lots of laughing coming from downstairs. You smiled, happy that Mark was catching up with his family as you made your way toward the noise. When you rounded the corner, you saw a girl you'd never met before playing with your man's hair. Your heartbeat sped up as you felt a flood of different emotions flowing through you.

 "Y/n!" Mark shouted from his spot on the couch. The girl with her hands in his hair turned to look at you, not moving her hands from his head. You faked a smile with your lips pressed together. "Come here! I want you to meet someone!" He exclaimed. You reluctantly obeyed, moving toward him. "Y/n, this is Amanda." He smiled.

 "Nice to meet you." You lied, sticking your hand out to shake hers, only because you wanted her hands off of Mark. She shook your hand with a genuine smile on her face. You remembered that name. You remember Mark bringing her up before.

 "It's nice to meet you too, Y/n!" She exclaimed happily. You nodded, not knowing what to do from there.

 "Come here, baby." Mark smiled, motioning for you to take his spot on the couch as he moved to sit on the back of it with you between his legs. You smiled as you sat down, happy she wasn't touching him anymore. Mark ran his fingers through your hair before resting his hands on your shoulders and rubbing his thumbs into your back as he talked to his dad.

 The next day, Mark was going to take you to his favorite beach and you were excited to spend some relaxing alone time with him, but Amanda got invited along, ruining your day of relaxation.

 "Mark, I thought this was just gonna be you and me." You whispered, disappointment coating your voice.

 "I'm sorry, babe, I thought you'd be okay with it. Mandy missed me." He said simply, kissing your forehead and joining Amanda by the water. You shook your head, watching them giggle as he tossed her over his shoulder and ran into the water. You decided to try to ignore it and just lie down to tan.

 That's when it hit you. Mandy. As in 'Mandy, my ex girlfriend.'

 Your heart jumped to your throat. That girl was his ex girlfriend. You sat up on your elbows, watching them giggle and play in the water. You took in a shaky breath and let yourself back onto your towel.

 'Mandy used to play with my hair...'

 'Mandy loved that song...'

 'Mandy...'

 'Mandy...'

 'Mandy...'

 Suddenly, you felt cold water being dripped on you, shocking you. You opened your eyes wide and saw Mark standing above you with a huge smile on his face. "Mark!" You whined, sitting up. "You scared me."

 He only giggled as you wiped off the little water droplets with a towel. "Come have fun, babe." He said, holding out his hand.

 "It looks like Amanda has that department covered." You said, looking up at him. He furrowed his eyebrows and tilted his head to the side.

 "What do you mean?" He asked, confused.

 "Nothing. I'll come swim with you guys. I'm getting a little hot." You mumbled, taking off your sunglasses. He smiled and helped you up.

 Then he ran into the water, leaving you behind to watch him playfully splash Amanda again. You took in a deep breath, telling yourself it was all in your head. "Hey, Y/n!" Amanda exclaimed with a wave. You smiled and gave her a small wave back, realizing this would be harder than you thought.

 The rest of the day you had to deal with being on the outside of old inside jokes and strangers thinking they were a couple instead of you and Mark. You hated the feeling of being a third wheel when you were with your own boyfriend (Unless you were with Jackson, of course).

 "Mark, I'm going home. To Korea." You said, avoiding eye contact.

 "What? Baby, no." He said softly, taking your hands. "Why? We're having so much fun."

 "No, Mark, you are. You should stay and have fun and hang out with... her some more." You felt tears stinging your eyes as you tossed your clothes into your luggage again.

 "Y/n, please. What are you doing?" He asked, trying to get you to look at him.

 "I'm going home, Mark. I miss... Jackson. I miss everyone at home. I wanna go home." You explained, your voice cracking.

 "No! You're not going anywhere! Talk to me, Y/n!" Mark was almost shouting at this point. He never raised his voice with you.

 "Mark..."

 "You're not leaving me like this. You can't do this to me. No! I'm not letting you leave." His voice cracked, making you look at him for the first time since you got back to his parent's house.

 "I have to." You admitted, looking down.

 "Why? What's wrong?"

 "I can't just stay here and pretend I'm okay with you acting like you're still dating your ex, Mark. I love you. So much and it's killing me to watch you guys act like you never broke up. I feel like the third wheel and I have to go home." Tears fell from your eyes, but you quickly wiped them away.

 "Y/n, Mandy and were best friends when I lived here that doesn't -"

 "I don't care. I have to go home. You're not going to stop me." You shouted, cutting him off.

 "Baby, please stay. You can be mad at me for the next three days until we go home, but I'm not letting you pay for another plane ticket when we already have tickets for three days from now." He said softly, taking a step toward you.

 "Fine." You gave in, knowing you couldn't really afford another plane ticket.

 "I love you." He smiled, taking another step forward.

 You scoffed and left the room with your pajamas to change in the bathroom.

 The next morning, you woke up to your phone vibrating on the table beside you. You rubbed your eyes and picked it up, seeing Jackson's face on the screen.

 "Hello?" You answered groggily.

 "Hey, Y/n, are you okay? What happened?" He asked.

 "What?" You asked, still confused about where you were due to just waking up. "Oh yeah. Um. Hold on." You said, remembering all the texts you sent him last night. You got out of bed and went downstairs to explain everything to Jackson.

 "Damn. I'm sorry, Y/n." You heard him say over the phone, sounding a bit distracted.

 "What are you doing?" You asked, playing with a pillow on the couch next to you. 

 "Nothing." He responded quickly. "Just don't worry too much about it, Y/n, okay? They were best friends once and I know for a fact he loves you more than he's ever loved any other girl."

 You smiled to yourself, thinking about how sweet that was. "Thank you, Jackson."

 "No problem. Now go fix things with your man." He laughed.

 "Bye." You giggled back

 "Bye, Y/n, I miss you guys."

 "We miss you too."

 The call ended and you felt a lot better about Mark spending time with her. You just had to think of her as an old friend. You tiptoed back up the stairs, trying not to wake anyone up, and crawled back into bed. You cuddled up real close to Mark and kissed his head.

 "What was that for?" He asked, rolling over to look at you. You smiled, looking at his adorable, drowsy face.

 "I love you." You whispered, running your fingers through his hair.

 "I love you too, baby." He smiled, pulling you close to him. "I'm so sorry I was spending so much time with her. I should have been paying more attention to you. I love you so much. Today is all about us. Just you and me, okay?"

 "Okay." You smiled, hugging him tighter.

 "I just don't want to lose you." He said, sounding like he was about to cry.

 You pulled back just enough to see his face, seeing tears well up in his eyes. "Mark, I'm not going anywhere. I'm so sorry, sweetheart. I love you." You whispered before leaning in and kissing his lips softly.

 "I love you too." He responded after you pulled away. "More than you know."

 He kissed your forehead and pulled you back into his bare chest, rubbing your back. The two of you cuddled and giggled for a little longer in bed until you both decided it was time to get up and get ready for the day.