#Caspar Lee imagines

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Golden Dayzzz

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Your Brain Freeze Secret (Caspar Lee x Reader)

"Hey! It's Y/n here, again. Today we're going to talk about..."  You  sat on your bed where you filmed your videos, recording a test intro to  make sure that everything looked okay when you played it back.

You  were a fairly casual person in everyday life, but on YouTube you were  known for wearing girly, conservative, vintage clothes. Your hair was  always done, You wore plenty of lace, and red lips were present in every  one of your videos.

It had never been your intention to  hide your tattoos, but after 25 or so videos you realized you had never  shown a single one. From then on out you decided to keep them your  secret. You were almost completely covered in them so you occasionally  had to re-film a bit of your video because a sleeve slipped or a  neckline dropped too low.

You were currently setting up  for video number 200 and something and you were finally getting to  collab with one of your favorite YouTubers.

Caspar - "Almost there!"

You - "Everything is ready to go. :)"

Caspar - "Apt 423, right?"

You - "Yup! See you soon!"

The  two of you had met through some mutual friends and actually hit it off  right away. You loved his sense of humor and the fact that he was  interested in politics and charity.

"Y/n!" Caspar yelled, walking into your flat and pulling you into a dramatic hug.

"Hey, Casp." you laughed. "Have you figured out what you want to film for your channel?"

"I'm still trying to get you to do the Brain Freeze Challenge." he whined, letting you go.

"Dude, it's not happening!" you said for the hundredth time.

"Everyone says that." he laughed, dropping his bag on your couch.

The  two of you had filmed a fake "Couple's QnA" video for your channel and  had been lounging on your bed talking for a few hours.

"Are you excited about your first YouTube convention?" Caspar asked, having been to dozens himself.

"I'm  nervous, actually." you answered. "My subscribers have only seen me in  videos. I've never done live interviews and I've only met a handful of  them by accident at a store or on the street."

"Awwww, don't worry." Caspar pulled you to him. "People are going to be so excited to meet you and get pictures with you."

"I've just never had my two worlds collide like that." you said, leaning into Caspar.

"It's not as scary as you think it is." Caspar said. "Just be yourself."

You  sat there snuggled with Caspar for a few minutes thinking about what to  do about your tattoos. There was no way they'd go completely unnoticed  during a three day convention where you were going to be hugging people  and posing for pictures.

"Hey, Casp?" you said, needing input.

"Whats up?" he asked.

"I uh. I have a secret. Or a confession, rather." you said, sitting up.

In true Caspar form, he put on a show. "Let me guess, you're married." he fake cried.

"You always make me fell better." you laughed, hugging Caspar and kissing him on the cheek. "I'll be back."

You  grabbed jean shorts and a black tank top and left your bedroom.  Changing in the bathroom and staring at yourself in the mirror, you  wondered why you had kept your tattoos a secret for so long. Your family  and non YouTube friends knew about them. You were proud of them. You  loved the art and they all reminded you of different moments in your  life. The contrast made you laugh. You had just been wearing a poofy  sleeved vintage dress and tights and now you were staring at tattooed  thighs and scripted words permanently inked into your skin.

"Caspar, close your eyes." you yelled from the bathroom to the bedroom.

"They're closed!" he replied.

"Caspar, don't peek. I need to talk a bit before you see. Please just keep them closed." you asked, walking into the room.

"I promise." Caspar said with his hands covering his eyes. You couldn't help but think he was adorable.

"So,  everyone from YouTube knows me as the dainty girly girl that wears  weird clothes from when their grandparents were kids." you laughed,  watching him nod. "Well, I have a bit of a secret and I think I need to  make a video about it before the convention. I don't want people to be  shocked when they meet me in person."

"Well if you're not married, what's your secret?" Caspar asked.

"Caspar, just look." you laughed.

Caspar's mouth dropped open and his eyes went wide. "Holy shit." he said, scooting to the edge of the bed.

"This is why I wasn't going to do the ice bath." you explained.

Caspar's hands were on either side of his face and he kept looking you up and down.

"Say  something." you said, squirming. You thought of all people, Caspar  would be the easiest person to tell, but he just stared at you.

"I um. Holy shit." Caspar repeated. "Sorry, I just. Holy shit."

"Caspar." you whined, turning to leave the room.

"No, no, no. Y/n." Caspar stood up and pulled you into a hug. "I didn't mean that in a bad way."

"How did you mean it then?" you asked, laughing a bit, feeling better now that you were tucked inside Caspar's arms.

"Well,  I actually wanted to tell you earlier that I liked you but I chickened  out during the QnA." Caspar said, leaning his head back to look at you.  "And now its obvious that you're way too cool for me." he laughed.

"Oh, shut up." you tickled Caspar's side.

"Ah,  stop!" he dove onto the bed to escape. "I'm not kidding." he said,  crawling up the bed. "I know that I joke a lot about dating people, but I  was going to ask you on a proper date during the QnA."

"Then why didn't you?" you asked, fidgeting with the hem of your shirt.

"I told my friends and they all said you were too classy to date someone like me." he laughed.

"Well your friends are wrong." you said, sitting next to him on the bed. "I like you quite a lot."

"Wait." Caspar said, his face lighting up. "You'd really go out with me?"

"Of  course." you laughed, Caspar practically tackling you into the bed.  "You really don't care about my tattoos?" you asked, Caspar still  rocking the two of you back and forth dramatically.

"No way." he said, pulling back to look at you. "I told you, they just make you way cooler than I am."

"Impossible." you replied, pulling him in for a quick kiss.

"WAIT!" Caspar practically yelled. "Now you can do the Brain Freeze Challenge!"

"Oh, god. I'm not getting out of this, am I?" you laughed, standing up to get your bathing suit.

Sitting  back down in front of your camera wearing your bath robe, you were  going to film a different ending to your QnA. You and Caspar had just  filmed the Brain Freeze challenge and you wanted to make sure your  subscribers knew to watch it.

"Hey, guys! I know that  we've both changed clothes and I'm soaked, but I needed to tell you to  make sure to watch Caspar's video. I have a really big announcement and  you don't want to miss it." you said to the camera.

Caspar  quickly interjected at the end, throwing his arm around you. "Since  you're making an announcement in my video, I'm making one in yours." he  said, looking over at you. "Y/n agreed to let me take her on a date."  Caspar kissed your cheek.

"I did." you smiled over at him  before quickly kissing his cheek in return. Turning back to the camera, you  continued. "I'll put the link to Caspar's video in the description, so  make sure you check it out! I don't think any of you guys saw this one  coming." both of you waving to the camera.

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A/n - I've never written for Caspar before. I don't know why, but I always struggle to make sure it's authentic enough. Hopefully a few of you enjoy this. <3

[evilrry]

thinking abt the time my friend and i ran submission based imagine blog abt caspar lee and we got a write up in a south african newspaper 😭

[sweetwatermelonsugar]

There's hope guys. @ shawn : where you at???

[calmasf]

Imagine… Joe making a joke about you and Caspar and Caspar has to try and hide the fact that the joke upset him a bit even though Joe didn’t mean it like that.

*not my gif*

[bouttogolinkurbitch]

masterlist 🥀

thank you for taking time out of your day to read my fics! It honestly means so much!! Most of my Dolan fics start with edits of mine so please like/reblog them if you saved the edit or if you enjoyed the story- or both! Feed back is always welcome and appreciated.

Love,

a stressed kid with too much on her mind ;)

🥀🌩s̶c̶r̶e̶e̶n̶s̶h̶o̶t̶s̶ 🌩🥀

Come Dine With Me: Joe Sugg

Turtle Man 🐢: Ethan Dolan

Best pics of them ever lmaooo: Dolan Twins

Haunted House vid: Dolan Twins

Procrastination scene: Dolan Twins

TWINS SWITCH LIVES FOR A DAY: Dolan Twins

This was fuckin funny

🚀💫☁️saturn☁️💫🚀: Ethan Dolan Edit

❤️🌩K̶e̶y̶🌩❤️

S̶m̶u̶t̶ ̶: 💀

F̶l̶u̶f̶f̶ ̶:💕

A̶n̶g̶s̶t̶:🖤

❤️🖤 t̶h̶a̶t̶c̶h̶e̶r̶j̶o̶e̶ 🖤❤️

Holly Jolly: Joe Sugg

Summary: Y/N isn’t feeling festive and Joe decides to help Y/N get in the holiday spirit 💕

Home is where your heart is: Joe Sugg

Summary: Caspar is moving out right as Y/N finally meets her pin pal Joe. The boys go down memory lane 💕

❤️🖤J̶a̶c̶k̶ ̶M̶a̶y̶n̶a̶r̶d̶ ̶ 🖤❤️

This isn’t the bathroom: Jack Maynard

Summary: Jack and Y/N finally come to terms with their feelings and Josh ruins the moment 💕

❤️🖤C̶o̶n̶o̶r̶ ̶M̶a̶y̶n̶a̶r̶d̶ ̶ 🖤❤️

Types of Kisses: Conor Maynard

Summary: Different scenarios where Y/N and Conor are intimate 💕

🌩🌫D̶o̶l̶a̶n̶ ̶T̶w̶i̶n̶s̶ ̶🌫🌩

❤️🖤E̶t̶h̶a̶n̶ ̶D̶o̶l̶a̶n̶🖤❤️

Types of Kisses: Ethan Dolan

Summary: Different scenarios where Y/N and Ethan are intimate 💕

Just a blurb: Ethan Dolan

Summary: Ethan and Grayson finish building their set in their new home, and Ethan comes to take a nap on Y/N after a long day 💕

Sun Glare: Ethan Dolan

Summary: Bryant and Y/N are co workers. After a long day, she comes home and has a playful photo shoot with Ethan 💕

The Kissing Booth: Ethan Dolan

Summary: Based off the movie. Mentions drug abuse (unlike the movie) so you’ve been warned!! Also there might be douche! Ethan and douche! Grayson- which doesn’t reflect them as people, just for storyline purposes :)) 💕🖤 [DISCONTINUED]

Part (one)

Part (two)

Part (three)

Weeds: Ethan Dolan

Summary: Ethan smokes weed for the first time 💕🖤

Another blurb: Ethan Dolan

Summary: Grayson and Ethan get into an argument, and Ethan takes his frustrations out in a heated make out with Y/N 💕🖤

Bunny Babe: Ethan Dolan

Summary: Ethan can’t handle Y/N in his baseball styled Playboy Bunny shirt. And after a long day, he does something about it 💕🖤💀

Do I Wanna Know?: Ethan Dolan

Summary: Ethan is in a dangerous biker gang. When he finally gets to come home, they get reacquainted 💕🖤💀

Feel the Love: Ethan Dolan

Summary: Y/N and Ethan embark on a challenge that tests their relationship. They go an entire month without sex 💕🖤💀

Dope on a Rope: Ethan Dolan

Summary: Austin and Y/N had a fairytale cliché love...until Austin cheats. Ethan picks up the pieces in a way Y/N never expected, but she definitely needed 💕🖤💀

sunflower🌻: Ethan Dolan

Summary: Ethan gets really sad all the time, and Y/N teaches him it’s okay to not be okay 💕🖤

Birdie: Ethan Dolan

Summary: Addison, Ethan and Y/N’s daughter, learns some new flips at grandma Lisa’s and grandpa Sean’s 💕

❤️🖤 G̶r̶a̶y̶s̶o̶n̶ ̶ ̶D̶o̶l̶a̶n̶🖤❤️

Wrasslin’: Grayson Dolan

Summary: Y/N is on the wrestling team. After a grueling meet, Grayson finally makes his move 💕🖤

Sugar Wraith: Grayson Dolan

Summary: After a messy breakup, Grayson helps Y/N recuperate 💕🖤💀

Shark Bait: Grayson Dolan

Summary: Y/N and Grayson go through a rough patch. When an incident happens to Grayson, Y/N wonders if leaving him was the right choice 🖤

Better Now: Grayson Dolan

Summary: Y/N and Grayson separate and they think that they are better now that they’re apart, but both soon learn they’re better together 💕🖤

There’s Nothing Holdin’ Me Back: Grayson Dolan

Summary: Grayson and Y/N have a serious make out that leads to something else 💕💀

In My Blood: Grayson Dolan

Summary: Grayson and Y/N are hooking up behind everyone’s backs, and when Cam finds out, trouble ensues 💕🖤💀

Playboy Bunny: Grayson Dolan

Summary: Grayson can’t handle Y/N in his baseball style Playboy bunny button down, and after a long day, she does something about that 🖤💀

Room 3A: Grayson Dolan

Summary: A pesky patient keeps Y/N on her toes. But she doesn’t mind going back and forth because the patient happens to be a heartthrob 💕

Kids See Ghosts: Grayson Dolan

Summary: Grayson accidentally adds Y/N on Snapchat and good things come from the incident 💕

Burnin’ Up: Grayson Dolan

Summary: James plays matchmaker and it turns out he was right. Slight daddy kink, spanking, and light choking 💀🖤

yungbld: Grayson Dolan

Summary: Gray teaches Y/N how to surf! Ethan, Gray, Bryant, and Y/N have a fun beach day 💕

Fire: Grayson Dolan

Summary: Grayson is an underground fighter, and all his life he’s been striving to get gold. Y/N had always had a crush on the younger, brooding twin. And it turns out Grayson wanted her too 💕🖤💀

Types of Kisses: Grayson Dolan

Summary: Different scenarios between Y/N and Gray sharing kisses 💕

corduroy dreams: Grayson Dolan

Summary: From strangers to lovers. Shitty blurb 💕

apricot princess: Grayson Dolan

Summary: Paige(@heathendolan) and Y/N are life long best friends. They share everything from clothes to even brothers. Gray saves the day with the aid of Ethan and in turn, the girls fall hard for the two boys 💕🖤

Man on the Moon: Grayson Dolan

Y/N and Grayson switch lives for a day!! A grueling workout, waking up at ungodly hours, a trip to the mall, and all the love that’s shared between Y/N and Grayson makes for a fluffy day 💕🖤💀 [slight suggestions of smut]

🥀🌩 A̶S̶K̶/̶ ̶R̶E̶Q̶U̶E̶S̶T̶S̶ ̶ 🌩🥀

For @dolanoodle Mutual: Ethan Dolan

Ps

all the edits here are mine as well so please like/reblog the masterlist if you saved them/if you feel like it. It means a bunch ❤️

🥀M̶A̶S̶T̶E̶R̶L̶I̶S̶T̶ ̶P̶A̶R̶T̶ ̶T̶W̶O̶🥀

[captainlillybear]

Sorry I've been MIA

Thank you everyone who still looks at my blog and reads my stuff. It really does mean a lot to me. I took a break from writing because I couldn't keep up with all the requests, my work (I work 38 hours a week, that's 5 days a week, with lots of overtime and 24 hour shifts.) and because I started a Youtube channel, which is something I've wanted to do for years so was taking time to focus on that. I'm in the process of moving house and the change has really invigerated me to get back to my writing. I've honestly missed it and missed talking to you guys. So writing will be slow. I'm honestly going to try my best and get back into writing so I might be a little rusty and things might not be tagged in the right places. To start with I'm not taking on any new requests, ships or prompts (sorry guys) I want to try and get out some of the ones you all sent. Hopefully soon I will be posting a brand new promt list with some new promts on once I'm back in the game, I will be writing for the same group I do now, maybe even adding some people ;) Once again thank you all for sticking around and I can't wait for you to see whats coming up!

-G X

[buttercreamscenes]

Stressed Out - Caspar Lee

Request: Caspar gets really sad and cried about something and you just cuddle him and cheer him up.

Smut: No

Requests are OPEN!

A/N: There were two requests in one ask so I won’t be posting the ask until I finish the second request. I hope you like it :)

Masterlist

Rolling over in the bed, you swiped your hand across the empty space beside you, confused as to why there wasn’t a body there. Propping yourself up on your elbows, you looked around the room. The curtains were open, you noticed Caspar’s laptop was missing from the desk and the door was slightly open. Throwing on one of Caspar’s sweaters, you left the room and headed into the living room to see him sitting on the couch with his head between his hands.

“Morning, babe.” You said, pressing a soft kiss to the back of his head but received no reply. “Are you alright?” Making your way around the couch, you sat down in front of him and waited for a response, however once again, it never came. “Caspar...” You said, removing the laptop he was staring at and placing it on the coffee table in front of you. “What’s wrong?”

“Nothing.” He said, beginning to move off the couch but you took his wrist in your hand, forcing him to sit back down on the couch. “I’m just stressed, okay? Everything seems to be happening at once and I can’t figure out how to organize it.”

“So why don’t you cut some out?” You asked, trying to offer your advice. Caspar was always the first person to offer to help people and no matter what, even at the expense of his own well-being, he’d do anything for everyone else.

“They’re counting on me.” Moving closer to him as you heard his voice crack, you knew this was serious. Sure, Caspar was a sweetheart but he often avoided crying at all costs, which is why you knew you had to be there for him right now. “I can’t let them down.” 

“Caspar, you could never let anyone down. You’re one of the most kind-hearted people I know. I would kill to look at the world in the way that you do. You’re respected because you’ve earned that respect. It’s not just going to go away because you need a break.” Wrapping your arm around his shoulders, you pulled him closer to you. “You need to focus on yourself every once in a while.” Leaning back on the couch, Caspar laid his head on your chest as you ran your hand through his hair.

“Thanks babe.” He mumbled, trying to calm himself down.

[supernaturalisbae1]

Caught- Conor Maynard

requested

Warnings: intense makeout, mentions of smut

Remember guys i am always open to requests of all kinds and i do many other fandoms. 

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Y/N POV

it had bee a long day and I was tired but luckily I could go home to my boyfriend of two years Conor. We got a flat together awhile ago, I loved Conor a lot and I know he loves me. I reached our flat and unlocked the door, whenever i walked I Conor was laying on the couch watching tv. 

“Hey Babe,” I said as I walked in the door. 

He looked at me and smiled,”Hey, come sit” he said as he got up in a sitting position so I could sit with him. I took of my shoes and sat down curling into his side.”I love you” he said smiling at me cheesily. 

“what did you do?”i asked him almost immediately. 

“Nothing,” he replied honestly, “I’m just in a good mood i guess.” he shrugged.

He leaned down to kiss me and I kissed him back. It turned into a passionate kiss rather quickly. he put his hands on my waist as I put mine around his neck and crawled over to straddle him. we kept kissing and he slowly laid me onto the couch and moved himself on top of me. He started biting my lip begging for entrance. I teased him and denied him, at least until he squeezed my bum making me gasp in surprise.

i could feel him smirk as he started exploring my mouth and our tongues fought for dominance. He leaned up and looked at me with lust filled obsidian colored eyes. “bedroom?” he asks. I look up at him. “bedroom,” I confirm. We both get up and start kissing again I’m walking backwards letting him lead me.

He reaches behind us and opens the bedroom door. We rush over to the bed and my knees hit the back of it sending me falling into it. Conor comes not long after me. He crawls on top of me and we start making out again. My Hands fist up in his shirt as I tug on it. He gets the idea and sheds his shirt. Not long after he rips mine of my body and starts running his hands down my upper half. 

I tug at his belt and managed to get it undone quickly and he gets up and takes off his pants. Just as he climbs back over to me and starts undoing my pant buttons we hear i bedroom door open.

“You guys in hear?” I hear Caspar’s voice ask. “oh God,” Joe says right after. Conor covers me with his body. “Get out!” he yells and the door slams shut.

I look at him embarrassed and slightly angry he forgot he invited them over.

“Really Conor how did u forget?!” he just looks at me sheepishly. We get off the bed and get dressed. He walks out first with me right behind him.

We see a note left on the door.

Dear Y/N and Conor you two have made us wish we were blind. we can record the video another time. As we have already let and never ever plan on coming back to your flat. EVER     We hate you both, Joe and Caspar.

[mrs-jack-maynard]

This photo shoot was a gift to mankind, can we please talk about how hot he looks?

[yesanotherimaneblog]

Birth simulator

Summary: The birth simulator can’t be that bad

“I’m sure it’s not that bad!” You said as Caspar continued to take deep breaths 5 minutes after Joe had unhooked him from the ‘birth simulator’.

“Don’t talk about what you don’t know Y/N” Conor said behind you.

You were in Joes apartment hanging out with the Buttercream squad when Joe had decided it was time for Caspar to experience ‘birth’. Of course, all of you had stayed to watch Caspar suffer and laughed until you cried. But by the end of the video you had to admit that the questions were fairly simple and the ‘birth simulator’ didn’t seem that awful.

“Fine hook me up then.” You said, turning to Joe, and you heard the others chuckle behind you. “I’m serious, this thing goes to 8 and none of you lasted past 3 without screaming,” you looked at Conor, Mikey, Jack and Caspar “I want to see if it’s really that painful.”

“This will be fun!” You heard Josh whisper to Oli, as the others looked at each other.

After Joe had hooked you up to the simulator you laid on the bed, a bunch of pillows behind you. “Alright Y/N I’m gonna turn it on, see if it works.” Joe said calmly.

It was a strange but weirdly familiar feeling when Joe turned the simulator on, and after a few seconds you could pin point exactly why. “It feels like...” you trailed of trying to find the words to describe the feeling, “like when you know you’re getting your period tomorrow.” The boys just stared at you in confusion.

“That’s what it feels to get your period?” Mikey asked mortified.

“Yeah, well for me at least, different girls experience different things. For me my tummy feels tight and kinda crampy and I just know.” You answered.

“Alright, let’s go to 2” Joe said.

You tensed a little at the sudden feeling but quickly got over it. “Turn it up to 3?” you asked and Joe obliged. “Okay that’s what normal period cramps feel like.” You told the boys who were all looking at you in awe, by that point all the boys who’d experienced the simulator where screaming and yet you hadn’t even made a sound. “Turn it up to 5.” You continued now looking at Joe.

For the first time, you let out a groan. “And this is what the most painful cramps feel like.”

You saw them looking around wide eyed. “God!” you heard Mikey whispered, as Josh stepped forward.

“So you go through that every month?” He questioned.

“Well not every month. It depends on a lot of things, sometimes I may not have cramps at all and sometimes they will hurt so much I can’t get up.” You answered.

Since you were distracted Joe took the opportunity and turned the simulator up to 6, which caused you to let out a surprised scream and you turned to him just in time to see him turning it to 7. You let out a painful groan, cursing under your breath.

“Now that hurts!” You said, hearing the boys laugh at your comment. “Ok let’s go to 8.”

Joe laughed turning the simulator to 8. You groaned, taking deep breaths, until finally Joe turned it off. Letting out a breath you sat up looking at the boys who were looking at you in awe.

Josh was the first to speak. “I’m never making fun of girls again!”

Jack nodded, “I gotta call Anna and apologies for saying periods aren’t that bad.”

In the meantime, Joe had unhooked you so you stood up laughing. “Like that art teacher had said on Tumblr ‘When someone tells you to grow a pair, they mean ovaries!’. And remember, you guys went through that once, I want at least 2 kids.”

Their jaws dropped at the thought of going through that again willingly and you started laughing again.

[anidiotwithadream]

A Girl Like Me... (Part 3)[Jack Maynard]

So I know it’s been a long time since I published part 2, but it’s because I’ve been busy with a lot of things and only know got inspiration to write this part. Hopefully part 4 will be up soon!! :D

Requested: Yes!

Warnings: No

Word count: 1,574

Outfit for the dinner: https://www.polyvore.com/girl_like_me_part/set?id=231574427

Outfit Melody changes into: https://www.polyvore.com/just_random_black_red_look/set?id=231580204

“I am so sorry mother, I got caught up in a conversation with a friend in his holiday home, I fell asleep and woke up this morning,” I explain to her. 

“Daniel came back to us alone and told us that you had hit him, the mark on his face was very bad. Did you really hit him?” She asks as her frustration and disappointment is now obvious on her face. This is not good.

“Yes, I did hit him mother, only because he was trying to take advantage of me. It was self defense,” I answer calmly. She has to understand. She looks at me and re-adjusts her posture.

“That doesn’t seem like Daniel to me, I would like you to apologise to him tonight at dinner,” she says.

“But mother-“ I start but she interrupts.

“I don’t want to hear it, Melody, you did this to yourself, imagine what people would say about this!” She shouts then storms off. I storm off to my room.

How could she do this to me? My own mother cares more about our image towards other people than her own daughter. That hurt a lot more than heartbreak.

Suddenly, my phone goes off: A text from Jack.

The text reads: “Meet me at Midnight tonight.”

What ever could that mean? I guess I’ll have to find out later. Just thinking about seeing Daniel is making me nauseous. I really don’t want to see him ever again, but I have to because of my mother.

I pick up the book I am in the middle of at the moment for English. The book is called ‘Paper Towns’ and I am quite fascinated by it, as it is not like any other book I’ve read before. The girl in the book, Margo, disappears all of the time and the boy who has a crush on her, Quentin, goes to find her only to be turned down by her? Talk about a plot twist! I sometimes wish I could be like Margo, leave whenever I feel like it, to be confident in my decisions. Just to have a different life really. I’d like to have my own Quentin too, but I wouldn’t turn him down.

If my Quentin could come and save me from my world and take me away to a place where no one knows me, I will be happy. But right now, I’m smiling through my pain. Everyone sees the happy girl that I pretend to be and no one sees me breaking at the seams inside, cracking and falling apart. All I want is for someone to notice that before I’m completely broken and no one can put me back together.

I think one of my favorite quotes from the book is, “it’s so hard to leave until you leave, then it’s the easiest goddamn thing in the world,” it just speaks to me personally on a deep level. I’m so afraid of leaving, so afraid of giving my family a bad name. I’m afraid of everything. Once I do it, there is no going back and that scares me. What if I leave and I fail and end up with nothing?

I hear a knock at the door and look up to see the maid, Tracey, standing in the doorway, “Mrs. Lancaster Summers asked me to inform you that it is time to get ready for dinner,” she says with a small smile, which I return.

“Thank you, Tracey,” I say back and she leaves and closes the door behind her, was I really lost in thought for that long?

I walk over to my closet and look through the many dresses that I have with me. Only one sticks out to me though. It is my red Lillian mesh dress from Herve Leger. It is truly a wonderful and beautiful dress and I decide that tonight is the night to wear it. I kneel down to look at my selection of shoes in the bottom of the closet. I pick out my pair of gold studded Louboutin heels, as they’ll go perfectly with the dress.

I put the dress on and do straight to applying makeup. First the foundation, followed by concealer then blush, the eye makeup next and finishing with lipstick and lip-gloss. I look at myself in mirror, after putting my shoes on, and am pleased with how I look. I walk out of my room and down the stairs. There’s still one thing on my mind though.

Why does Jack want me to meet him?

“Daniel, it is so lovely to see you again. Melody has something that she would like to say to you,” my mother says as she gives me ‘the look’ and nudges me slightly.

“I would like to apologize for my behavior last night, it was really unacceptable and not like me at all, I hope that you can forgive me,” I say while looking at him in shame. Not because of what I did, but because of my mother making me do this. It is really embarrassing.

“It is okay Melody, I accept your apology and forgive you entirely,” he says with a smirk, it makes me want to punch him again.

As we sit down for dinner and the food starts coming out, all I can think about is Jack. The way he listened to me last night, the way he cared to move me to his bed and him sleeping on the couch. I had never been showed that sort of kindness before last night. Why can’t there be more people like Jack in the world?

While dinner is uneventful, I look around the room and spot a little girl, no older than eleven years old. She was being lectured on the importance of sitting up straight. I remember when that was me being lectured about something as simple as that. Now it’s just about finding a husband that is respectful enough that my family approves of him.  

What I still don’t understand is why I can’t decide on whom I want to marry in my own time. I want to have fun while I’m young and I want to be free from everything. But I can’t as long as I am in this world having the life that I have.

I look up at everyone sitting at the table and smile, “I’m so sorry everyone but I must excuse myself for tonight, I have a lot of work to catch up on to keep my grades up at school,” I say as my parents nod with a smile and everyone else bids me a goodnight. I stand up and walk away from the table. Noticing that the time is 11:50, I smirk to myself. Just ten more minutes and I’ll know why Jack wanted to meet me.

I walk along the path back to the houses and get myself lost in thought. Upon reaching where I was staying, I see Jack sitting on the doorstep. He gets up and smiles at me widely, “Good evening, Miss,” he says as he bows and I giggle at him. He laughs along.

“Good evening, Jack. Can I ask how you knew that this is where I am staying?” I ask him in confusion. 

“Well, you see, I asked around and said that you were a friend of mine in distress, it took a lot of effort and time, but I finally got the information that you are staying in this house here,” he explains as he points at the house behind him.

“Why did you want to meet me, Jack? I’ve been curious all day and need some details,” I ask again in excitement to know what his plans are.

“Well first of all, you need to change before I tell you,” he says with a smirk and I roll my eyes at him.

I walk past him to unlock and open the door, I gesture for him to follow me, which he does, and I lead him up to my room. He decides to wait outside the door to give me some privacy to change.

“What will I need to dress according to?” I ask as I open my closet and start looking through the dresses.

“Do you have anything that doesn’t look expensive and maybe not acceptable for you to wear around your people?” He asks sheepishly.

I giggle again and go to the very back of the closet where there are dresses that I’ve bought without my parents knowing. I pull out a red velvet bodycon dress and a pair of black suede cage heels. I add a black velvet choker with a pearl on it and silver diamond earrings to the outfit as well as a cropped leather jacket. I let my, now curly, hair down and leave my makeup the same before walking out of my room and looking at Jack.

His eyes widen and his jaw drops, as he looks me up and down, “Wow! I didn’t know you were allowed to own anything like that!” He exclaims in shock as a blush appears on his cheeks.

“I bought this outfit, along with others, without my parents knowing. So, where are we going?” I ask while grinning in excitement.

“Well young lady, you’ve been shielded from real fun your whole life, so I thought I would take it upon myself to show you what a real party is like.”

[buttercream-me-up]

Drunk Regrets // Conor Maynard

Word Count: 1947

Summary- Never Have I Ever with your best friend let out some unwanted emotions.

Warnings; swear & mention of sex/drinking

A/n; This took so long. I’m so sorry.

Requested; Yes.

req;  Can you write an imagine where Conor and the reader hooked up when they were drunk and started to ignore each other after that. So Jack, unaware of what happened, brings them together to film a dirty Never Have I Ever video, including Caspar, thinking it would be fun. One question is about hooking up with a close friend, and they both answer 'I Have' and glance each other for a second, but Caspar sees and obliviously asks them if they had sex, causing an argument and confessions about feelings.

*ITALIC WRITING- FLASHBACK

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“Hey Y/N!” Jack said, opening the door wide enough for you to enter. He pulled you into a hug, greeting you happily. “Is it okay if we film a video with Caspar and Conor today? I’ve had a video idea for a while now and it’s rare that I can get one of my best friends, let alone two, and Conor in the same room because of your busy schedules.” He said, and your breath hitched at the mention of Conor. You brushed it off, plastering on a convincing smile and nodding.

You were Jack’s best friend; you’ve known him for years. When you became friends, you were just finishing school, and Conor hadn’t lived in Brighton anymore. He’d already moved at that point. All you knew about him back then, was that he was Jack’s older brother who was a singer. Of course, you’d heard his songs and couldn’t wait to meet him.

However, things didn’t exactly go to plan. He was nice, exactly as you thought. He was talented, exactly as you thought. The thing you didn’t expect? For you to fall head over heels for your best friend’s brother. You didn’t want to. You didn’t want to be that typical girl in the movies who falls for the brother. Unfortunately, it wasn’t your choice who you fall in love with.

Back then, despite your growing feelings, you pushed them away. You were in no way going to jeopardize your relationship with Jack. Not to mention, Conor never showed any signs of liking you back. If he did, it was brief, then he’d return to London, leaving you, Jack, and your feelings, back in Brighton.

Now, things weren’t much different, besides the fact you and Jack lived in London, and Conor was almost always at Jack’s flat. After a few years of learning to hide your emotions, you formed a friendship with Conor; not nearly as strong as the one you have with Jack, but still a strong one. Still, recently something had happened between the two of you, and you couldn’t help but lose control of the wall you’d built of your emotions.

Jack led you into the living area, where he had his camera and lights already set up, ready to go. Conor was sat on the far side of the couch, scrolling on his phone. He had an arm lazily slouched on the backrest of the couch, and a leg folded over the other. You couldn’t help but think he looked really good in that position; the lighting was hitting just the right spots and making him look like a literal angel. (Insert Joe’s intro for Conor here)

Jack sat down next to Conor, making him look up. “Hey Jack.” He greeted, and looked at you. He scanned you up and down, and returned his gaze to his phone. You sighed quietly, sitting down next to Jack and plastering on a smile. If Jack knew anything was wrong, he’d be able to figure it out what happened in an instant. He could read you like a book; Conor as well.

Caspar bounded in, a huge smile on his face as always. He plopped down next to you, greeting you with a side hug. Conor made a sound similar to a scoff and a huff, but played it off as something on his phone, so the boys wouldn’t question it. You however, knew it was directed to you. You rolled your eyes. You were cut out of your thoughts and the quiet by Jack beginning his intro.

“Hello everybody!” He greeted, repeating the same intro you’ve heard many, many times before. “Today, I’m joined with Caspar, Y/N, and my older brother, Conor!” He introduced, the three of you waving along with your name. “Today, these three don’t know it yet, but..” He started and you sighed. “Here we go!” You said, teasingly. “Shut up, Y/N! Anyways, we’re going to be playing Never Have I Ever! All these questions were randomly selected from Twitter, YouTube Comments and Instagram Comments, so let’s get right into it!” Jack said, and you tensed immediately. You calmed yourself, there was no chance of that question coming up. Right?

Wrong. Halfway through the video, all was going well. You didn’t answer too many embarrassing questions, you still had your dignity. That is, until the next question was asked by Jack. “Never Have I Ever hooked up with a close friend.” Jack said, grinning evilly as he held up an ‘I Haven’t.’ Caspar did the same. You gulped nervously, switching your papers so you had an ‘I Have.’ being shown to the camera. Conor did as well.

It was late at night in a random bar in London. To say you were tipsy was an understatement. No, you were full on drunk. The unfortunate part, looking back, was you weren’t quite drunk enough to forget the events of that night. You, somehow in your drunken state, found Conor among the crowd of dancing bodies, grabbing onto him for support. He was as drunk as you were. “Let’s go.” He slurred, pulling you gently through to the doors.

As soon as you left the building, his lips pressed against yours, in a rushed and sloppy kiss. “Come home with me, love.” He said, swaying side to side slightly as he ordered an Uber. You wanted to say no, of course you wanted him to reciprocate the feelings you hid, but not in your drunken state or in this matter. Still, your mind couldn’t process the words so you only nodded, following him into the Uber.

You woke the next morning, only wearing a shirt too big for you; it fell past your thighs. You had a pounding headache. You had no idea where you were, until you looked down at the long shirt. Your breath hitched. You knew this shirt. It was Conor’s. A groan was heard from behind you, and you looked back, startled. Conor furrowed his brows as he let his eyesight adjust to the light, looking at you. When he processed who it was, his eyes widened. “Fuck.”

“This never happened, agreed?” You said, even though you were basically ripping out your own heart with the words that left your mouth. He looked almost hurt, almost, but it disappeared as soon as it came. “Agreed.” He said, sliding out of the bed. You followed suit, collecting and changing back into the previous night’s clothes. You and Conor didn’t speak another word, but you grabbed your stuff and left. You hadn’t talked since.

You glanced over at him quickly, and he did the same. Your eyes connected, and you saw a flicker of nerves run through his eyes. He probably saw the same in yours. You broke eye contact, not wanting to catch the other boys’ attention. Too late. “Wait.. Conor, Y/N?” Caspar asked, suspiciously. Jack looked up from his phone, confused. “Did you two have sex?!” Caspar asked, jumping up in surprise.

You and Conor tensed visibly, causing Jack to give both you two a look. “You slept with my best friend?!” He yelled at Conor, standing up. “And you.. You slept with my brother?!” He yelled at you, causing you to jump in surprise. Jack was hardly ever mad at you; besides the teasing way, of course. You’d seen him at his worse, and at his best, but never have you seen him so.. Protective.

“I can’t believe this..” Jack muttered, running a hand through his hair. “It was a one time thing, Jack.” Conor said, calmly. “Yeah, I wish it wasn’t though..” You muttered, but all three boys heard and looked at you. “Fuck, did I say that out loud?” You asked, cheeks flushing. “Yup.” Caspar said, simply. “Y/N..” Conor said, but you got up and left. “Sorry, Jack.” You said, grabbing your bag and running out the door.

“Wait, Y/N!” Conor said, running after you. “Please, just wait!” “Why, Conor?!” You exclaimed, turning around. “Let me speak!” He huffed, pausing in front of you and hunching over to catch his breath. “I really need to go to the gym more..” He huffed, and stood up to look at you. You were tempted to laugh, but refrained. “You’d think for a singer, you would know how to control your breathing.” You spat. He chuckled, but stopped when he noticed you were waiting, arms crossed, an eyebrow raised.

He sighed. “Look, I’m an idiot okay?” You let out a bitter laugh, your tears blurring slightly. You blinked in an attempt to keep yourself together. You had kept all these feelings for so long, it felt like every little wall or defense you’d put up, had fallen. “You’re telling me.” You spat, looking away, but staying still. As much as you wanted to leave, you cared too much to walk away. “I’ve liked you for years, Y/N. Ever since the day I met you back in Brighton. Jack called me and told me he found someone.. Someone perfect for me,” He paused, as if questioning himself. You motioned for him to continue. “and when I saw you, I knew he was right.” he whispered, and now he was the one looking away, while you couldn’t tear your eyes from him. “Excuse me?” You asked, unsure.

“Y/N, seriously? I love you. I’ve loved you since the first day. You had me wrapped around your finger and I didn’t know your name! I had to leave Brighton for my career, but every time I left I couldn’t help but worry that when I came back, you wouldn’t be there, or you’d be in a relationship with someone else. My biggest fear? That someone else would be Jack. Then two weeks ago, I got everything I ever wanted! We were together, and I loved it! Then you said a few words, and my heart felt like it snapped! You’re the one who wished it never happened!” Conor shouted, and there was now a crowd formed around you, not that you payed any attention to them.

Your tears you so desperately tried to fight trailed down your cheeks, and Conor’s eyes softened. “I wanted to forget it because I’ve dreamed of it for years, Conor.  I always loved you. My biggest hope, it came true. I was scared you’d regret it, I couldn’t take that sort of rejection, Conor. Every time you left Brighton you took a piece of my heart. I hardly had anything holding me together, I only had Jack. Every time I looked at him though, I saw your eyes. Anna too. It was hard, you were gone but still, I saw you everywhere. I pushed away everything to hold myself together.” You said, choking back sobs.

Conor ran over, cupping your face gently and pulling you into a much-needed kiss. You heard a few “awws” and “let’s leave them be” from the crowd, which consisted mostly of elderly people smiling as if they’d done the same all those years ago, (which they probably did, it was a movie cliche), You pulled away, leaning your forehead against Conor’s. “What took you so long?” You whispered, looking into his eyes. “I told you Y/N, I’m an idiot.” He chuckled, and you did too. “Come on, Jack’s gonna worry soon.” You said, slightly pulling away.

Conor grabbed your arm, spinning you gracefully and making you squeal in surprise, spinning your back into his arms, where he wrapped an arm around your waist and pulled you close. “He can wait.” He whispered, kissing you again. You didn’t argue; you were waiting for this for a long time. He was right, Jack could wait.

[fanficaddict-ed]

Buttercreams as the Seven Dwarfs- Preference

Joe- Doc

Jack- Sleepy

Conor- Happy

Josh- Sneezy

Oli- Grumpy

Caspar- Bashful

Mikey- Dopey

[waitimcomingtoo]

Hi love! I've had this idea for a bit and I think it would be perfect in the same universe of your plank all over me one shots! Okay do you remember that interview where Conor Maynard planked Tom with the fake interviewer?? What if Tom tried to do the same thing to prank y/n but as soon as the fake interviewer walks in she immediately knows what's happening so then gives super weird answers or tries to mess with tom in all the answers she gives?? You don't have to do it if you don't want to tho!

Plank All Over Me - Prank Interview Edition

Pairing: Tom Holland x Reader

Synopsis: Tom and Connor Maynard try to prank you, but you prank then right back

Disclaimer: you don’t have to have read the others to understand, but check them out ;)

Plank All Over Me

Plank All Over Me - Yoga Edition

Plank All Over Me - Couples Tag

Masterlist

“What’s going on guys? It’s Conor Maynard here and I’m joined by an old friend of mine.” Conor pointed to Tom.

“Tom Holland.” Tom smiled at the camera.

“You May have heard of him, probably not. He’s not very well known.” Conor joked.

“I know, mate. I’m so lucky you’re putting me on your channel. Could be my big break.” Tom replied.

“My other friend Josh Pieters is in the other room with Toms girlfriend, the incredibly famous and lovely Y/n L/n. If you’ve seen my video where Josh, Casper and I pranked Tom with a fake interview, you already know what’s about to go down. If you don’t, Josh has an AirPod in under his headband. We’re going to be giving him things to say and he has to say them to Y/n. We’re gonna try to really freak her out. Are you ready Tom?”

“Very ready. Y/n, I love you pretty girl but you had this coming.” Tom rubbed his hands together. 

“Looks like she’s in the room. Introduce yourself.” Conor instructed. “But make it uncomfortable.”

“Hi, I’m Josh but you can call me Josh.” Josh said with a blank stare. You vaguely recognized the boy interviewing you but you couldn’t pinpoint where he was from.

“Oh uh, hi Josh.” You laughed lightly. “I’m Y/n.”

“Tell her you had a pet called Y/n and something terrible happened to it.” Conor snickered.

“I had a fish called Y/n when I was younger.” Josh informed you.

“Aw, that’s sweet.” You smiled.

“Yeah. It was my best friend until my brother swallowed it alive.” He said with no emotion.

“Oh.” You replied, not knowing what else to say. You began to sense something was off. He was wearing a headband, for one, and he didn’t look like he normally wore them. Someone was up to something.

“Even more uncomfortable.” Tom ordered.

“I’m a big fan so it’s very nice to meet you.” Josh said. “A huge fan actually, if you know what I mean.” Josh gave you a wink and you swallowed thickly. It suddenly dawned on you where you knew him from. He was Josh Pieters, the YouTuber who pranked Tom. You’d seen a number of his prank videos with Casper Lee and Joe Sugg and had a feeling that this one would be no different. If he wanted to prank you, you’d give him a taste of his own medicine.

“Not that uncomfortable!” Tom said.

“Thank you, I appreciate that.” You answered, preparing to have a little fun.

“Be normal. Ask her about the Marvel making Eddie a girl.” Conor said.

“For those who don’t know, the character Eddie Brock, who later gets infected with the symbiote Venom, is a male in the comics. How do you feel about Marvel changing the role to be played by a woman after your audition?” Josh asked. You thought about your answer for a moment.

“I think it was a really dumb move, actually. I originally auditioned for the role of Anne, who’s Eddie Brocks girlfriend. I think they should’ve kept Eddie a boy since women are weak, useless creatures and I hate them all.” You answered matter-of-factly and Josh looked a little taken aback. You nodded as if it confirm your answer and Josh looked lost.

“Oh.” Josh said and leaned to the side as if he were listening to something you couldn’t hear.

“I’m kidding. I love that they made Eddie a girl. I was so excited when they called me and told me who I was playing.” You followed up. You didn’t want them to catch on too soon that you were messing with them. You had to dial it down.

“Ask about the Spider-Man/Venom relationship.” Conor told Josh.

“And me. Ask about me.” Tom added.

“If it fun getting to play Tom Holland’s on screen girlfriend as well as being his in real life girlfriend?” Josh asked you and you smirked. So Tom was behind this as well. Now was your time to really mess with them.

“Not really, if I’m honest.” You answered.

“What?” Conor laughed.

“What?” Tom deadpanned.

“Really?” Josh asked while stifling a laugh.

“It’s just, there are so many attractive men in the Marvel cast, Tom included don’t get me wrong.” You assured him. “I kinda wish they let me date one of them on screen since I already date Tom off screen.”

“Ask her who she’d want to date.” Tom demanded, watching you with hooded eyes.

“Who do you wish you were dating?” Josh asked you.

“Definitely Chris Evans.” You answered too quickly for Toms liking. “Oh, did you mean what character?”

“I’m gonna die. I’m actually going to perish.” Tom backed away from the microphone and covered his mouth with his hands.

“Keep going. Ask more about Tom.” Conor instructed.

“But you like working with Tom, right?” Josh tried to bring the conversation to a positive point.

“Again, not really.” You shrugged.

“Interesting.” Josh stated, silently begging for the boys to tell him what to say. No one was prepared for your answers.

“Ask why.” Conor said as Tom fanned himself in the background.

“Can you elaborate on that?” Josh asked.

“It’s just weird acting along side your boyfriend. I think he should leave the acting me to, honestly.” You smiled innocently, knowing Tom was somewhere freaking out.

“Do you think he’s bad?” Tom grabbed them microphone.

“Do you think he’s bad?” Josh repeated.

“Well, he’s very attractive. I’m sure that was a big factor in getting the part. But his American accent…”, you made a face, “not the best. Being from New York is such a big part of Peter Parker that I feel like Marvel should’ve gone with an American actor. No offense to Tom, of course. He’s great in all his other movies.”

“Wow.” Josh squeaked.

“She told me she loves my American accent.” Tom whispered, bewildered.

“Ask her about her favorite accent.” Conor tried to lighten the mood.

“Do you like British accents better?” Josh asked you.

“I’ll tell you what I like. Chris Hemsworth’s accent.” You gushed. “I think it’s the hottest thing ever.”

“Did you guys hear that?” Tom asked gravely.

“Hear what?” Conor asked him.

“My heart shattering.” Tom answered.

“Tom, it’s just an accent. It’s okay.” Conor assured his friend. Tom couldn’t even hear him anymore. He grabbed the microphone with a heavy hand.

“Ask her if she likes Australians better than the British.” He demanded.

“You think Australian accents are better than British accents?” Josh repeated Toms question.

“Is that even a question? Duh.” You laughed.

“I can’t breath.” Tom wheezed.

“I do like your accent, though.” You said, catching everyone off guard.

“She what?” Tom asked. “What?”

“Oh, thank you.” Josh said, beginning to panic.

“Where are you from?” You asked, leaning forward on your hands.

“South Africa.” Josh told you and you smiled brightly and you continued your plan.

“Wait, really? That’s so exciting. I’ve always wanted to go there.” You beamed.

“Since when?” Conor looked up at Tom.

“She’s never said anything about South Africa.” Tom said in confusion.

“It’s a beautiful place.” Josh agreed.

“I bet. England is so dreary.” You rolled your eyes. “Maybe you can take me to South Africa one day.”

“Maybe.” Josh nodded as he tried to send messages in Morse code by blinking rapidly at the camera. You smirked, knowing your plan was working.

“Change the subject, Josh. Before Tom dies.” Conor ordered.

“Ask her about the wallpaper.” Tom blurted.

“Why the wallpaper?” Conor asked.

“It’s the least romantic topic I could think of!” Tom exclaimed.

“So, this is some really nice wallpaper, wouldn’t you agree?” Josh changed the subject. This threw you off a little but you were determined to win this prank.

“I was just thinking that! You read my mind.” You said excitedly.

“That backfired.” Conor said as he watched Tom fall to the floor in agony.

“Your name is Josh right?” You asked coyly.

“Yes ma’am.” Josh answered.

“I love that name.” You complimented. “I always have.”

“Do you?” Josh’s mouth dried up.

“Totally. It’s so exotic.” You beamed. Toms head snapped up from the floor.

“Exotic? There is a white boy named Josh in every high school movie ever made.” Tom exclaimed. “Exotic compared to what? Toast?”

“Thank you. I like it too.” Josh said awkwardly, wishing the boys would give him something to say.

“It’s so much better than a white bread name like Tom. Who names their kid Tom? What is he, an apostle?” You laughed. “Josh is way cooler in my opinion. It’s like the name of a god or something.”

“A god?” Tom nearly screamed. “What would Josh be the god of?”

“Gingers.” Conor shrugged.

“Thank you.” Josh said and gave the camera a stern glare.

“Tell her about your quail.” Conor suggested.

“That’s perfect. She’ll think he’s a total weirdo! Great thinking Conor.” Tom patted his friend on the back.

“Not exactly my plan, but okay.” Connor nodded.

“Do you have any pets?” Josh began his segway.”

“I do. I have a dog named Tessa.” You answered. “She’s not really my dog, though. She’s Tom’s.”

“I know you’re an animal person. You must love her.” Josh smiled now that the prank was back on track.

“Honestly, I can’t stand her. She’s always sleeping in our bed with us and begging at the table. I’m this close to telling Tom to get rid of her.” You pinched your fingers together and watched Josh go pale.

“That was it. That was the thing that killed me.” Tom mumbled as he slumped in a chair.

“Talk about the quail!” Conor repeated in an effort to save Tom.

“I have a pet too. It’s a quail.” Josh told you proudly.

“A quail? How did you get a quail?” You asked with a smile.

“Well my friends and I bought a carton of quail eggs and put them in an incubator. Only one hatched but I’ve kept her as a pet.” Josh told you the infamous story. You’d seen the video he posted about it but decided to play dumb.

“You saved a quail? That’s amazing.” You gushed as if you’d never heard the story before.

“It was just a fun thing for YouTube but I’ve actually grown quite fond of her.” Josh said, beginning to enjoy the interview.

“That’s the mosh amazing story I’ve ever herad.” You swore. “You’re a hero. A real life hero.”

“Okay. He put a carton of eggs in a hot box. He’s not Mother Theresa.” Tom pouted.

“You and Tom should come over and meet her sometime.” Josh suggested.

“Good. Bring the conversation back to Tom.” Conor nodded.

“Yeah. I’m feeling better now.” Tom agreed.

“Tom doesn’t have time be there. It can just be you and I.” You said as you looked at him through your lashes. Josh looked panicked.

“Never mind.” Tom groaned, clenching his stomach.

“What’s your last name, Josh?” You asked as you twirled some hair around your finger.

“Pieters.” Josh informed you.

“Pieters? That’s so cute. I love the way it sounds. Can you imagine it with my name? Y/n Pieters.” You smiled. “Doesn’t that just sound effervescent?”

“It sounds lovely, Y/n.” Josh said, eyeing you strangely.

“Toms still dead but if he were alive right now, he’d be livid.” Conor sighed as he listened.

“I can hear it. And I am in fact livid.” Tom said from his newly claimed spot on the floor.

“You know who else’s last name sounds good on me? Osterfield.” You were pulling out all the guns now. “I think Y/n Osterfield sounds great. Don’t you agree?”

“Uhhh…” Josh feared for his life if he agreed.

“Don’t you dare agree.” Tom grumbled through the microphone.

“Say you like Y/n Holland best.” Conor suggested.

“That’s good. Say that.” Tom nodded.

“I think Y/n Holland sounds better than both of those.” Josh told you.

“You think?” You made a face. “I actually hate Toms last name. It doesn’t fit with anything. It’s too long.”

“Osterfield is longer.” Josh reminded you.

“I bet Osterfield is longer.” You said and winked at the camera. Tom caught the double meaning and started sweating profusely.

“Ask her if she plans to take my last name when we’re married.” Tom asked, fully panicking now.

“Are you gonna take his last name when you’re married?” Josh repeated.

“Yeah, like we’re getting married.” You laughed.

“She doesn’t want to marry me?” Tom asked, all anger draining from him. It was replaced with devastation and defeat.

“Ask her if she wants to marry Tom.” Conor said as he watched Toms fallen face carefully.

“You guys aren’t planning on getting married?” Josh asked, feeling himself beginning to sweat.

“We are.” You nodded and Tom sighed in relief. “To other people.” You added.

“She killed me and now she’s beating my corpse with a phone book.” Tom said in exasperation.

“Try to change the subject again away from marriage.” Conor pleaded for Toms sake.

“Your hair looks really nice today.” Josh blurted.

“That’s not helping!” Tom shouted.

“Thank you! I really like your hair too. I totally have a thing for gingers.” You nodded.

“Said no one ever!” Tom scoffed.

“Abandon that conversation immediately. New plan! Ask her what her favorite thing about Tom is.” Conor shrugged.

“Speaking of Tom, whats your favorite thing about him?” Josh asked, ignoring the insult from Tom.

“My favorite thing about Tom? That’s easy.” You smiled and Tom did too. “He always puts the toilet seat down after he’s done. I hate when boys leave it up. So, probably that.”

“Her favorite thing about me is how I put the toilet seat down?” Tom asked with a blank stare.

“Ask her something else about him. He’s dying, Josh. He’s on his last leg.” Conor begged.

“Finish this sentence: my boyfriend gives the best…” Josh began.

“Kisses.” You gushed. Josh looked at the camera for approval and he heard Tom sigh happily into the microphone. “Just kidding, he gives the best directions. He’s really good at giving people directions. His kisses are lack luster, but I’m sure that doesn’t surprise anyone.”

“Ask her what in the the absolutely, positively, burning, bloody hell that meant?” Tom quipped.

“Why not?” Josh asked you.

“Do I have to say it?” You asked.

“Make her say it.” Tom ordered.

“Yes.” Josh nodded.

“No lips.” You shrugged.

“Can’t argue with her on that one, mate.” Conor told Tom.

“Can you get her to say one nice thing about me before my ghost ascends into heaven?” Tom sighed in defeat.

“What do you love about him? There must be something, right? Why else would you be together?” Josh asked you. You decided it was time to let up.

“There is something I love about Tom.” You smiled dreamily.

“Thank God.” Tom said, leaning forward to hear you clearly.

“Finally.” Conor after.

“Really? What is it?” Josh asked.

“What I really, truly love about Tom,” you smiled at the camera, “is how he thinks he can prank me better than I can prank him.”

“What?” Josh laughed as he realized you’d be toying with him.

“Wait, what?” Tom stuttered.

“What?” Conor asked at the 50th turn the video had taken.

“Come on, Josh. I smelt BS as soon as I walked in here.” You declared. “You think I haven’t seen Conners video where you pranked Tom exactly like this? You boys must think I’m dumb.”

“Wait a minute, she what? What?” Tom tried to wrap his head around what he was hearing.

“Would you look at that.” Conor said, dumbfounded.

“You knew it was a prank and you let us believe we were pranking you this entire time?” Josh asked, not bothering to hide how impressed he was.

“Yup.” You popped the p.

“Come on.” Tom pulled Connor out of the room and ran to where you and Josh were. You burst out laughing when you saw Toms red face.

“Ha! I knew I’d get you.” You clapped as you pulled Tom into a hug. “You should’ve known better than to challenge me. You know they call me Prank Sinatra.”

“No one calls you that.” He mumbled as his cheeks flamed up in embarrassment that you’d gotten him so good.

“Modern day Prank Ocean.” You shrugged smugly.

“How did you know it was a prank?” Conor asked you.

“I watch you and Josh all the time. I know a prank when I see one. I got you guy so good, thinking I liked the name Josh and all that.” You said triumphantly.

“Hey.” Josh warned.

“Sorry.” You apologized.

“So all your answers were…” Tom began.

“Complete and utter lies?” You finished. “Why yes, yes they were. Every last one.”

“You made all that up? All that stuff about my accent and not liking to work with me?” He asked hopefully, needing to hear you confirm it.

“Obviously! When do I ever say “effervescent”? You should’ve known I was only joking, lover.” You assured him as you pressed a kiss to his lips. “I’d never say that stuff. I love your accent and I love working with you.

“And the marriage stuff?” He said softly. You knew you took it a little too far with that one.

“If you want that to happen, you know what to do.” You shrugged casually and he blushed.

“I cannot believe you pranked us this badly. I feel so defeated.” Conor sighed.

“You shouldn’t have challenged the queen of pranks.” You told him as Tom presses kissed of relief to your cheek.

“Wait, what about what you said about wanting to date Chris Evans?” He remembered.

“Thanks for watching everybody! Bye!” You said to the camera before running out of the room.

“Wait! You didn’t answer my question!” Tom said as he ran after you.

“Don’t forget to subscribe!” You shouted from the hallway.

“What she said.” Conor smiled again the camera before turning it off.

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Imagine… You used to be an old friend of Joe and Caspar’s and when they lived together would always be spending time in their house. You had to move away so you guys didn’t get to see each other as often as you’d like however when you found out that you would be moving back to London you surprised them.

“Before you two film your video I’ve gotta show you something” Josh said with an excitable smirk across his face. “Oh god” Joe replied sarcastically It was at this point that you walked into the room that they’d been filming in and saw their expression turn to shock. “I’m home” you said smiling broadly Caspar and Joe turned to each other smiling excitedly then ran up to you to hug you and catch up on everything that they’d missed since you’d been gone. It’s safe to say that you were very happy to be back.