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nataliesfirefly · 8 months ago

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chapter 3 - the truce

a/n: omg i am so sorry for not uploading sooner!!! may was so chaotic with finals and everything. i sincerely apologize for taking so long to write this chapter! i dont know if anyone still cares about this series or wants to read it, but im still going to post this just in case some of you still enjoy it :)) love yall so much and again i apologize for the wait 🤍🤍

chapter warnings: slight language

wc: 4k

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You make your way to English class hastily, the cold wind almost slicing through your skin and bones. November weather in London has always been cruel, but you can’t remember the last time it was this freezing. You look down at your shoes as you walk, trying to save your face from the harsh, burning gusts. If it’s going to be in the negative temperatures, some snow would be nice.

You eventually reach the classroom and swing open the door, shuffling inside. You sigh with dread, knowing today is the day you’re going to be assigned your partner for the essay. You’d much rather be cozied up in your dorm room with a mug of hot tea, listening to your favorite classical music pieces while reading a non-assigned book.

“Good morning,” Mrs. Chasteen greets you as you walk to your seat. “Are you quite alright?” You pause at her words and raise an eyebrow. “Yes, miss. Why do you ask?” You reply, confused. “Oh. No reason,” She waves a hand dismissively and you decide not to question it as you venture to your seat.

You sit next to Magdalena, a new accquaintance you’ve made in this class. “Is something off about me? Like, my face?” You ask her as you set your things down. “Your cheeks are just very rosy. And your nose,” She giggles and covers her mouth, her green eyes twinkling with amusement. “Oh. It’s just the cold,” You sigh. This was a common occurrence for you.

“Didn’t know Rudolph was in our class,” Someone mutters as they pass by. You glance up and see Farleigh glancing back at you with a smirk. You roll your eyes and groan. “He’s funny,” Magdalena remarks.

You turn to her. “Excuse me?” It comes out harsher than you expected it to, and her eyes widen. “Sorry. I mean… he’s… annoying..?” She says it almost like a question while trying to bite back a grin, but you can see it clearly. “Just because you hate him doesn’t mean I have to,” She points a finger at you. You nod. “Fair point. Sorry, Lena.” You pat her shoulder and she smiles. “No worries.”

“Alright, is everyone settled?” Mrs. Chasteen’s voice drags your attention back to the front of the room. A few quiet agreements echo throughout the room, meaning it’s unfortunately time to start the lesson.

Towards the end of class, Mrs. Chasteen stands up to announce something.

“So, with our first term coming to an end soon, it’s time for you to begin your essays. I’m expecting university level quality, and some very thought-provoking writing. I know you all can do it, just put your minds to it, and trust yourselves. Now, just because I’m giving you a partner does not mean you can slack off. You must do your equal parts of work,” She warns, already knowing the work ethics of some of the people in this class.

“I chose each of your partners for a reason. I think I know you all well enough by now, and I believe you are going to work well with whoever I paired you with.” She explains. You glance over at Magdalena with a smile and raised eyebrows. Mrs. Chasteen likes you, you think, so perhaps she paired you with Lena, since it’s obvious you two have become close.

“Alright.” She walks to her desk and grabs a piece of paper with the pairs written down. “Fiona and Oscar,” She calls out. You hear some mutters and hums and shuffling of your classmates. “Mason and Henry,” She says.

She continues calling out names, and you think you’re going to die from the anticipation. It seems like she’s saving your name for last on purpose. She hasn’t called Lena yet, though, so perhaps there is still hope.

“Magdalena and…” She pauses and squints at the paper. You tightly cross your fingers under the desk. “Olivia.” You turn to Lena quickly. She looks at you with a confused expression and shrugs. Mrs. Chasteen hates you, probably.

Suddenly you hear your name and your attention peaks. You whip back around to face the front, watching your teacher closely. “...and Farleigh.”

You swear your heart drops to your stomach. Your eyes widen and you blink, desperately trying to wake yourself up as if this is only a bad dream. In fact, now that you think of it, you genuinely believe you’ve had a nightmare about this before. Having to work with Farleigh on a project. A project that is basically worth your entire grade this term. Magdalena gasps quietly and then giggles, nudging you. “Oh my God,” She whispers. Of course she finds this funny.

“And that’s all. The essay is due December 15th, I will give you the prompts tomorrow. You are dismissed.” You immediately shoot up from your seat, seemingly at the same time as Farleigh, speedily walking up to Mrs. Chasteen’s desk, trying to beat him there. But it’s no use, as you both arrive there at the same time.

“Miss, is there any way I could switch partners?” You quickly blurt out before he can get a chance to talk, while still trying to remain polite. She looks at you with a surprised expression.

“I can’t do this essay with him.” You glance over at Farleigh who looks offended. “I can’t do this essay with her!” He exclaims. “Alright, alright, you two. Calm down. Why don’t you both have a seat?” She nods towards the two chairs positioned in front of her desk.

You exchange glances before obeying and sitting down. She sits down in her own chair across from the two of you, adjusting her glasses and leaning forward.

“Did it ever occur to you that maybe I had paired you two together for a reason?” She quirks an eyebrow and you have to resist the temptation to roll your eyes.

“I have noticed that there seems to be some sort of… rivalry or.. tension between you. However, I believe you two can work together and write something beautiful, once you put your feelings aside. If you both desire to go to Oxford, this is a skill you must learn. You must be agreeable, and able to adapt to new situations and people. Even if you do not prefer their company.” Mrs. Chasteen explains matter-of-factly.

“I’m not doing this because I dislike you. I’m doing it because you are two of my favorite students.” She winks and stands up. You’ve won, but at what cost? You and Farleigh stand shortly after, following suit. “Now, I think you’d ought to get to your next classes.”

“This absolutely sucks,” He groans as you both trudge across the courtyard, as you have both done everyday since the first day of school when he offered you his umbrella. It’s like a tradition, although he’s not the preferred person you’d like to be walking with right now.

“Yeah, you think?!” You exclaim furiously, raising your voice over the wind. “Did she say we’re going to have to meet outside of class?” He asks, and you turn to glance up at him. “What? Oh my God, that’s even worse!” You slap a hand to your forehead and shake your head.

“I’m not meeting you anywhere,” You tell Farleigh. He stops in his tracks. “It’s not up to us. We have to if we want to get this done. It’s half of our-”

“Yes, I know. Half of our grade. At this point, I’d rather take the zero!” You throw your hands up as you both reach the door to the west wing. He rolls his eyes and holds the door open for you. You angrily bustle past him to escape the freezing cold air.

“Are you serious? It’s really not a big deal. We can get along for the sake of an essay.” The door closes behind you two, leaving both of you alone in the long hallway. You turn around to face him.

“Fine. But we both get equal input for the essay. I know how you are when it comes to group projects,” You narrow your eyes at him and fold your arms, remembering that chaotic astronomy project you had to work on with Farleigh and some other irrelevant people during your tenth year. He was a total control freak and didn’t let you do anything, because he feared you would ‘mess it up.’

“Okay, okay. Deal.” He nods and holds out his hand like it’s some kind of business agreement. Or maybe more like a truce. For now. You reluctantly take his hand and shake it gently. You can’t help but notice how small your hand is compared to his own.

“See you later.” You spin on your heel and head up the stairs quickly to get to biology. Hopefully this whole ordeal doesn’t cause you to be late.

The next day in class, Mrs. Chasteen assigns each group their prompt. Unfortunately, you now have to sit next to Farleigh. You’ll certainly miss Magdalena’s peaceful company and her ability to not make snarky comments every five seconds.

“Right, so our prompt is…” You drag the slip of paper closer to you to read the words printed. “Discuss revenge in the novel. In what ways is it connected to love? What is the nature of love in the novel, that it can be so closely connected to vengeance?” You read aloud.

“Easy.” Farleigh sighs and leans back in his chair nonchalantly. “Well, then perhaps you would like to enlighten me with some of your ideas?” You turn to him expectantly. “Are you doubting my knowledge?” He asks, clutching a hand to his chest as if to appear offended. “No. Just curious.” You shrug and smile mischeviously, but you know exactly what you’re doing.

“Heathcliff’s unrequited love for Catherine drives his desire for revenge. Their love is self-destructive and all-consuming which leads to Heathcliff’s strong emotions and actions.” He replies. You sit there in silence for a moment, realizing he actually knew what was going on in the novel. You had assumed he had just skimmed through it and Googled a summary.

“Exactly what I was thinking,” You mutter, nodding slowly in agreement. “Great. Sounds like we won’t have any trouble with this essay,” He smiles and pats you on the shoulder firmly. You almost instantly recoil, shifting in your chair and glaring at him. What is it with him and touching you?

“So, when should we meet up to work on it?” You ask. “How about tonight at seven? The library?” Farleigh suggests. “I won’t steal your spot this time,” He says teasingly. “Shut up.” You snap.

“Why did you care so much about that anyway?” He questions. “I’m just…” You trail off, your face reddening. “Superstitious?” He raises his eyebrows and you sigh. “I guess you could say that.” You shrug and look back down at the table.

“Should we get each other’s numbers?” He suddenly asks. Your eyes dart up to his. “What?” You can already feel your face getting hot again, and you don’t even know why. The idea of Farleigh having your number is… frightening. But why are you blushing at the thought of it? And why does he want your number? Could he possibly…

“For the project.” Your expression probably gave too much away, so he had to clarify. “Oh. Right. Yeah, definitely.” You nod a bit aggressively as he fishes his phone out of his pocket, unlocking it and handing it to you. Your hands tremble as you take his phone and type in your number. You hand it back to him and pray he didn’t notice your strange behavior. “Thanks,” He mutters.

“You know that Clara girl?” He says. “Yeah, what about her?” Your curiosity peaks as you glance over at him. “She’s been talking to me a lot. Like, she’s barely spoken a sentence to me in the past five years we’ve been at this school. And now she won’t leave me alone,” He says it with that tinge of pride in his voice.

“Okay?” You gesture vaguely. “Well, your friends with her, right?” He lowers his voice and checks around him to make sure no one is eavesdropping. “Yeah…?” You raise an eyebrow.

“Does she ever… you know, talk about me?” He asks. You almost laugh but you stop yourself. “No, she doesn’t.” You bite back a feisty remark. “You are seriously no help whatsoever.” He shakes his head and pinches the space between his eyes.

“Just because a girl starts talking to you more than she usually does, does not mean she likes you.” You tell him, only realizing how untrue that sentence is after you’ve said it. “You just have a huge ego,” You recover quickly after your moment of silence.

“I do not. If anyone does it’s you.” He replies a little too quickly. It goes quiet all of a sudden and you awkwardly look away and out the window. He clears his throat. “Sorry.”

“No, it’s fine,” You quietly respond. Sooner or later class is over and you’re free from that awkward moment.

Later that night you arrive at the library, a few minutes after seven. You walk in and head over to where Farleigh is sitting, conveniently next to your usual spot. You smile at the thought of him remembering where it was and remembering not to take it.

But then you notice there’s someone standing at the side of the table, leaning against the table with their long legs crossed, twirling their lengthy blonde hair. Clara.

You awkwardly walk over and stand there next to Clara, waiting for her to turn and notice you.

“You’re funny,” She giggles right as Farleigh glances up and sees you. She turns, following his line of eyesight and eventually meeting your gaze. “Oh, hello!” She grins brightly. Why is she always so… sociable?

“Hi, Clara.” You step aside, going around her to your side of the table and sitting down. She seems confused. “Oh, are you two-”

“We’re just meeting up for a project,” Farleigh explains. “Oh. The essay for English, right?” To your surprise, she sits on the table, perfectly comfortable. Is Farleigh blushing?

“Yep,” You nod with a sigh, hoping that she’ll take the hint. “That book was honestly so boring. I couldn’t even tell you what it’s actually about.” She laughs like it’s funny. And the worst part is, Farleigh is chuckling along with her.

“We should probably get to work…” You mutter. You make eye contact with Clara and something in her gaze is threatening. But then, the switch flips and she nods, sliding off the table. “Alright. I’ll leave you to it! Have a good night, you two.” She smiles and walks away, and you swear she purposely walks with a swing in her hips.

Farleigh is just staring after her like an idiot. You nudge him harshly. “Farleigh,” You hiss. He startles out of his trance and turns to you. “Ow. What?!” He rubs his arm sarcastically and you roll your eyes.

“See, I think she likes me. You were lying to me.” He whispers. “I didn’t lie to you. I just–” You cut yourself off before you say something embarrassing.

“Whatever. It doesn’t matter. Let’s just get started on this,” He says, and you both reach down into your bags for your laptops and book copies.

“I’ve never written an essay with someone before.” You mutter. You’re curious as to how this will work; perhaps you both take turns writing paragraphs, or take turns revising and editing. “I can do the introduction. I’m pretty good at those,” Farleigh offers.

“I mean… you could, I guess.” You don’t sound so certain. Introduction paragraphs are your specialty, and if he writes it, you know it wouldn’t be as good as yours. He looks at you with confusion. “What do you mean ‘I guess’?” His thick eyebrows furrow.

“Nothing, it’s only that… well, I’d rather write the introduction.” You explain sheepishly. “What, you think I can’t do it?” He questions. He crosses his arms defensively.

“I never said that. I just think that you should let me do it.” You reply. You can already feel yourself becoming annoyed by him. “Why should I?” He shoots back. “Because– Because..” You can’t think of a good reason. Shit.

“Because?”

Silence.

“Let’s write it together, then.” Ah, yes. A compromise. Something you hate. Of course he would be the one to suggest that.

“Fine.” You huff and fall back into your chair. “We’ll just write it on mine, it will be easier that way.” He moves his laptop in front of him and begins to type. You sit up quickly and squint to see what he’s typing.

Seems good so far. Until–

“Wait. Maybe we should use a different word right there,” You suggest, but it’s not really a suggestion at all. More like an order.

“What’s wrong with intense?” He asks combatively, not bothering to look at you. “I think impassioned would be better. Or passionate, even.” You reply. He lets out a sigh full of exasperation. “You’re so stubborn,” He mutters while shaking his head.

“And you’re such a dick,” Your voice raises a bit too high, gaining a few turned heads and curious glances. “Jesus, okay. I’ll change it.” He whispers, replacing the word with your recommendation.

Your next hour spent in the library consists of hushed arguments and whisper-yelling over who should write what and who comes up with the better phrasing. You knew this couldn’t possibly work out. You’re both too stubborn and aggressive to work together.

You haul your backpack onto your shoulders and push in your chair a bit violently. Farleigh really pissed you off tonight.

“Goodnight…” He watches you with wide eyes. “Night,” You respond shortly as you hurriedly walk to the front doors.

Later that night, you’re sitting at your desk listening to music while doing some homework for your history class. Your phone dings with a notification.

You curiously flip over your phone, peering down at the screen. Unknown number.

“Hey, it’s Farleigh. Should we meet tomorrow evening, same time at my dorm?”

Oh. He hasn’t texted you since you gave him your number, so you haven’t had the chance to save his number. But why at his dorm?

You unlock your phone and begin typing out a response.

“Okay.”

No, too harsh. You hit the backspace button a few times and try again.

“Sure!”

Too energetic. You groan and delete the word once again. Why are you overthinking this so much? It’s just Farleigh.

“Sounds good.” You settle on that and press the send button. Maybe he doesn’t want to meet at the library anymore because of all the strange looks you both received last time.

You check the time on your phone lockscreen. Seven PM sharp. You take a deep breath and knock on Farleigh’s door, preparing yourself for some more bickering.

The door opens with a slight creaking sound. “Hey,” Farleigh says quietly. The awkwardness sets in and it takes you a moment to come up with a response.

“Hi.” You stand there, waiting for him to step aside to let you in. He stares down at you for a few seconds, but for some reason, it feels like a whole minute.

He opens the door further and makes room for you to enter. You take a few small steps inside and he closes the door behind you. You glance around, taking all the details in. All the dorms here have the same layout, but everyone is free to personalize and decorate however they would like to, within reason.

You would expect the asshole to be sporting a bunch of medals and trophies, but it’s quite the opposite. There’s a few movie posters and postcards (you’re assuming from America) hung neatly on the walls, a small bookshelf with various novels and notebooks, a work desk similar to your own with sheets of paper splayed out and pens scattered about in typical Farleigh fashion, a closet, and a nice potted plant on the windowsill.

“Not bad,” You comment with a teasing smile. “What did you expect?” He laughs softly and rests his hands in his pockets, watching you survey the room. “I thought it would be more messy,” You grin.

“It usually is,” He replies, and then his smile quickly fades as if he just registered what he said. “So you cleaned up just for me? Awww.” You press a hand to your chest and pout your lips in mock flattery. He stutters. “No, I..” Is he getting nervous right now?

You clear your throat. “Anyways. Let’s get to work.” You clap your hands twice for dramatic effect, sitting down on the floor with your legs criss-crossed. Farleigh grabs his laptop and joins you, placing it in between you.

“Sorry about yesterday.” He murmurs so softly you can barely hear it. “Hm?” You decide to be cheeky. If he’s going to apologize, you want to hear it louder than that. “I said sorry. About yesterday. I was being… annoying.” He says it a bit louder this time.

“Annoying is one word for it,” You bite your lip shortly afterwards. You shouldn’t have said that. If you want to get this essay done, you’re going to have to try to get along with him. “I forgive you.” For you, those three words are the hardest words to say. You let out a breath.

“You were being an asshole too, though.” He tilts his head and raises his eyebrows at you. “I- Yeah. I was. Sorry.” Your face reddens and you rub the back of your neck. Why is it suddenly so warm in this room?

“I really think we can do this.” Farleigh’s gaze burns into yours and it’s so hard not to look away. His usual cold and dark stare is replaced by something warmer, kinder. “Me too,” You agree, but your voice comes out sounding a bit odd. You cough slightly. “Sorry.”

“I’ve written down some ideas for the format. Like, what we should write about in each paragraph.” He explains, standing up to grab a notebook from his desk. Wow. Maybe he’s actually going to be useful.

This evening was far more productive than the one before. You two managed to get most of the second paragraph done. And against all odds, there was only one small argument. You were even able to laugh together. There’s still some tension floating around the room, and you’re not sure why it’s there. Not even the usual tension between you two, more like…

Farleigh stands up. “I’d say that was pretty productive.” He stretches and yawns before offering you his hand. You freeze and just stare at it until you realize he’s just trying to help you up. God, why do you keep assuming the wrong things? You reach up for his hand and he pulls you up with a little too much strength, causing you to kind of fall into him. He steadies you with his hands on your waist before quickly removing them as if he’s just touched a hot stove.

“Sorry,” You both blurt out. “It’s okay.” You say casually, although you’re trying to pretend your legs don’t feel like jelly right now.

“So… I guess I’ll see you Monday, then. Unless you want to work on this over the weekend.” He says. You shake your head. “I think since we started early, we’re already pretty far ahead. Let’s just plan for Monday.” He nods at your words and you smile.

“Goodnight, Farleigh,” You head for the door and you can see a slight hesitation in his eyes, like he wants to say something more. But he doesn’t. “Goodnight.”

And with that, you’re headed back to your own dorm, already feeling the effects of exhaustion setting in.

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pacifierbby · 1 year ago

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BEST FRIENDS ✧ ; Mason m x Bethany m

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summary ▹ you was a famous you-tuber. posting on your Instagram after what seemed 4 months about your recent new video when mason mount likes and comments. however your fans thought that he was your best friend when you and mason knew that wasn't the case. but what happens when a wags account on Instagram see you at Disneyland together

pairing ▹mason mount x you

face claim ▹Bethany Mota

⋅ ∙ ∘ ☽ ༓ ☾ ∘ ⋅ ⋅ ────── ⋅ ∙ ∘ ☽ ༓ ☾ ∘ ⋅ ⋅ ────── ⋅ ∙ ∘ ☽ ༓ ☾ ∘

Liked by 12k mason mount danandphil zoe sugg

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Lillybet ✓ ▹ new video! I know I've been away for 4 months, and lives have been hectic! Please give it a like and subscribe enjoy! here's some photos of this year + new music!

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Mason Mount✓ ▹ enjoyed watching your video! much love!

↳ lillybet ✓▹ thank you, my love ♡

Fan1 ▹ is that mason in Beth's comments 👀 and Beth called him love wtf

Fan 2 ▹omg best interaction off 2023

Liked by llillybet and benchinwell 512,007

Mason mount✓ ▹ what a wonderful time in Paris at Disney land with lovely people and of course you guys!

↳ Lillybet ✓ ▹❥︎

fan1 ▹lilly is in masons comments and likes aswell

↳ fan2 ▹maybe their friends? @/fan2

Chelsea_wags ▹ look at my content. Mason has been spotted and holding hands with American youtuber bethany mota

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Chelsea_wags ▹ disclaimer! These photos aren't my own. These are from different sources, which were lillys friends 👀 do you think it was an accident posting that last pic because 10 minutes after it was deleted? Also, a different source said that lilly and Mason were staying in the 1st picture Hotel together....

Fan1 ▹ oh my god, no way! I'll be so happy if they are together!!!

Zoellasugg ✓▹ how did you find these if her friends account is private 🤔

↳ @/zoellasugg, my friend managed to get the photos, not me 🙏 I'm just posting them

liked by benchillwell, lillybet, zoellasugg and 512,007 others

Mason mount✓ ▹ few photos from our holidays. but i also have something to address there has been photos roaming around the internet of me and Lilly yes i'm slightly upset because this was supposed to be private for a little while well until me and Lilly thinked it was okay to post about our relationships however this is not the case anymore please don't send any hate and please don't attack the account that did it we move on from this now. me and Lilly will be posting sometimes but this is our life's and we will live it like any normal people

much love Mason

↳ Lillybet ✓ ▹ aweeeee that's so adorable and one of our old pictures i love you so much!!! but im sorry again this happened

↳ Mason mount✓ dont worry about it love things happen lets move on!

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wifeofsnowbaird · 1 year ago

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You put a spell on me

Part 1/Part 2/Part 3

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[ Billy the Kid (Tom's version) x desi!oc]

[A/N: if you haven't got it yet, or ur not brown, I named her sheila bc offf......the song sheila ki jawani. its too good 🥲🥲🥲, also if u havent seen that one edit in part one, i did say that i forgot about the civil war but edited both parts to include why shelia is a slave even though the civil war fought against slavery]

Warning: gore, violence, gun and knife violence.

Summary: Sheila, the 'slave' according to her, just met Billy the Kid, but they're surrounded by the cowboys employed by Edward Mason to catch all stray slaves.

The poster was ruined, and tomatoes littered on the muddy ground next to the tree where it was posted. She suddenly had a feeling that, yes, Billy was an outlaw, but most poor people loved criminals, fighting for justice, yet he was hated.

“ You’re the infamous outlaw, Billy the Kid. You know the sheriff around these parts is looking for you.”

“ Yet, I just met a person who has been unjustly forced into servitude, doesn’t that sound odd?”

She frowned, eyes gazing at the ground, bitter at his confidence.

“ They’re British, and I’m Indian.”

“ But this is America, it’s illegal here.”

“ But they don’t care, we’re in the south, pretty boy.”

A smug grin caught her eye, Sheila wanted to smack it off his beautiful face.

“ Mos’ people call me Billy, but ‘m glad ya think ’m pretty.”

‘Pretty boy,’ had only slipped out because he was crowding her vision with his eyes, people with eyes that aren’t brown tend to do that, or maybe that was just the British because he didn’t seem so attached to his sapphire irises as most people she’d met are.

“ I-”

Sheila was cut off by the sound of stampeding horses coming straight for her, guns swinging, and the face of Edward Mason glaring through her vision.

When Edward saw the cowboy standing near his ‘slave’, he rejoiced, assuming that Billy would help him carry her back to the warehouse.

“ Oh my! Thank you for finding my wretched slave! Now pass her over…” His threatening voice caused Sheila to give Billy a wry smile, expecting him to give her to that deranged slave owner. Even if he believed that slavery shouldn’t be performed, he was human, and all humans are greedy and selfish.

Sheila deemed William H. Bonney to be the same.

She closed her eyes, feeling her mother’s hand graze her cheek with the same warmth she’d felt four years ago, back in the tent her family lived in. She’d known she wouldn’t last long before the Masons caught up with her, she just hoped that there was some form of mercy in their veins.

“ No. I like ‘er, I think I’ll keep ‘er for myself, ya know?

AHAHAHHAHAHAHHAHA

sorry it took soooo long to finish writing this, im in the middle of a writing and reading slump :,(

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runningthroughthegarden · 2 years ago

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Hi how are you ❤️? You write amazingly well <3

I was wondering, if you take requests, if you could write a Jack/Ethan fic inspired by "You're Losing Me" by Taylor Swift. (You can decide the ending, line sad or not)

Thanks you 💕

thank you!! yall love being heartbroken, me too!! requests are open, i love doing them :)

you and jack had been dating for a year when he got offered a role in scream vi. you were more than excited for him, even though it meant you would be spending a lot of time apart. you both decided you would do everything in your power to make it work, but lately that was proving to be easier said than done. the last couple of days you could barely get in touch with him. whenever he did reply it was small or dry remarks. you felt lonely in the apartment you once shared. sitting, staring at the walls that were once filled with laughter and love. feeling your phone buzz you are quick to check the notification.

“hey babe sorry ive had a long day on set”

“jack we havent talked in days. i don't understand”

“i know you don't. listen i’ll call you tomorrow”

crashing on your bed, tears begin to dwell in your eyes.

you say, "I don't understand" and I say, "I know you don't"

we thought a cure would come through in time, now, I fear it won't

remember lookin' at this room, we loved it 'cause of the light

now, I just sit in the dark and wonder if it's time

pacing your room with your phone up to your ear you begin to grow anxious. jack broke his empty promise and didn’t call you. so now here you were, trying to piece it back together. as the ringing stops, a smile is cast across your face.

“jack!! hey, i miss you”

“hey what did you want”

“well you said you were gonna call and i just wanted to check up on you”

“im a little busy right now”

“oh okay maybe we can call again later”

a deep sigh is his only response.

“is everything okay?”

“no everythings not okay! i cant get anything done when youre bothering me all day. im working and all you want to do is talk about your day. im sorry but i really don't care right now”

“oh okay. i’ll let you go”

throwing your phone onto your bed, you break down in sobs.

do I throw out everything we built or keep it?

i'm getting tired even for a phoenix

always risin' from the ashes

mendin' all her gashes

you might just have dealt the final blow

you spent the evening on your bed, shaking with tears streaming down your eyes. you could only thing about how good things used to be. when you had a boyfriend who absolutely adored you. now it seemed like you had no one at all. your heart was racing a million hours per hour and yet you felt absolutely nothing.

stop, you're losing me

i can't find a pulse

my heart won't start anymore... for you

'cause you're losing me

after that night, that call, you made it a point to stay out of jacks way. he would facetime you every now and then. while he got his hair done, goofing around on set, or just in his trailer. none of these times did he seem to notice that none of your smiles reached your eyes. your replies were empty and solemn. you were happy to see him so excited but apart of you hated him for not realizing what he had done. for not realizing how deep his words had truly affected you.

“hey you okay”

biting your nails behind the screen

“lately not really” you honestly replied.

“hang on mason's gotta tell me something. i’ll call you later. love you."

every mornin' I glared at you with storms in my eyes

how can you say that you love someone you can't tell is dyin'?

i sent you signals and bit my nails down to the quick

my face was gray, but you wouldn't admit that we were sick

your surprised to hear a knock at your door. you open it to reveal your curly headed boyfriend. he had stopped responding to you completely a few days ago, so saying you were shocked to see him was an understatement. tired of being the only one trying to keep the relationship afloat, you let out your frustration.

“what are you doing here jack”

“hey i just wanted to check up on you, i have a few days off”

he brings you into a hug, but you stay stiff below him.

“whats wrong?” he asks, picking up on your mood.

“you ignore me for days and expect me to be excited to see you?”

“ive been busy you know that”

“jack we barely talk anymore. and when we do you blow me off in the first 5 minutes. hell you even told me to stop talking to you.” you explain, tears filling your eyes.

“look im sorry, the movies just been taking up all my time."

“and the movies more important than me right?” you say barely above a whisper.

“no but this is my job, my life”

“then maybe you should only worry about yourself” finally looking into his eyes.

“what are you trying to say”

“im saying we’re done jack. i cant keep putting myself through hell only for you not to give a shit”

“no c'mon we can make this work.”

“yeah thats what you said last time. please jack im going to ruin myself if this keeps happening.”

you both are a crying mess at this point.

not saying another word, jack leaves.

and the air is thick with loss and indecision

i know my pain is such an imposition

now, you're running down the hallway

and you know what they all say

"you don't know what you got until it's gone"

the next morning you find a letter left at your front door.

my love,

i'm sorry. for absolutely everything. i love you endlessly. when the stars realign, i’ll be there. but for now, be with someone who can give you everything i couldn't.

-jack

stop, you're losing me

i can't find a pulse

my heart won't start anymore... for you

'cause you're losing me

stop 'cause you're losing me

crumpling up the paper you begin to cry.

i gave you all my best me's, my endless empathy

and all I did was bleed as I tried to be the bravest soldier

fighting in only your army, frontlines, don't you ignore me

giving up so much of yourself, you were absolutely exhausted. the beautiful relationship you once had is now behind you.

you're losing me

stop, you're losing me

i can't find a pulse, my heart won't start anymore

giving up the fight, you were at rest.

#jack champion #jack champion x reader #jack champion x y/n #scream vi #taylor swift

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hischierswhore · 2 years ago

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Mason Mount x singer!Reader breakup smau (part 3)

faceclaim: Madison Beer

there *may* be a part 4, but it won’t be angst. it’ll be fluff (mostly)

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yourusername hey. this is a story i hate, and telling it might make me break, but i’ll tell it anyways🧸 “reckless” music video out tmr 🫶🏼

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yourbestfriend chapter 1 🧚🏼‍♀️

cmpulisic this looks & sounds like it’s from a fairytale

y/nfan1 I CANT WAIT AH

y/nsluver it sounds like a lullaby omg

sabrinacarpenter lyrically, this might be your best

y/nupdates the storytelling quite literally & lyrically is gonna be INSANE

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yourusername hey. this is a story i hate, but i told it to cope with the pain. im so sorry if you can relate… 🫂 ‘reckless’ mv out now.

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y/nfan7 when i tell you that i’m crying on the floor, im not joking.

dovecameron angel girl :(

y/nupdates the lyrics girl… im so sorry my love☹️

cmpulisic i’m so proud of u, y/n/n

yourbestfriend the caption for the announcements of this song being the intro & outro of the song :(

cartiamallan we love u, babes🥺

sabrinacarpenter 🥺🫶🏼

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y/nupdates Y/n’s ex Mason Mount has deactivated his Twitter account after it was made public that he cheated on Y/n, which resulted in their breakup.

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yourbestfriend i’ll stay quiet abt this one…

y/nsluver good. he needs a break to rethink his decision bc he lost the best thing he had

masonsfuturewife LOOK WHAT Y’ALL DID

y/nfan6 no babe, look what HE did. you’re so blinded lol

y/nfan9 still not over the fact that he said they ended on good terms, when clearly this is not good terms💀

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yourusername next chapter *cue “story of us” by taylor swift*

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cmpulisic im never getting over the way you struggled to get out of that car

yourusername LISTEN i was trying to not flash everyone, okay😭

yourbestfriend she’s a scholar !

y/nfan7 she graduated with a degree in songwriting bc her skills are IMPECCABLE

taylorswift your storytelling is out of this world🫶🏼

natisdelusional EACH DAY GOES BY & EACH NIGHT I CRY😃

dovecameron YOUR VOCALS. SLAYED.

masonspulisic THE STORY OF US LOOKS A LOT LIKE A TRAGEDY NOW.

#✎ natalie writes #mason mount #mason mount angst #mason mount x reader #mason mount x y/n #mason mount x you #mason mount fanfic #mason mount imagine

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ask-wasteland-labs · 2 years ago

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Jennichu clenches her fists in anger, speaking through gritted teeth JenniChu: He would specifically wait for my parents to leave the room before berating me. Telling me that I was a mistake and that I ruined my parents lives. JenniChu: He even hit me once or twice, but claimed it to be accidents... It was HELL with him around.. But he played it off so that even Grandma would defend him... Jennichu bites her tongue, thinking of what to say next She really was just spilling out the family beans wasn't she? But right now she didn't care, the thought of Drew filled her chest with a pain JenniChu:... Grandma would always defend Drew because he is the family favorite... Everyone in the family LOVES him... I hate him... I hate him for what he did to my mother. What he did to my father.. What he did to ME... JenniChu: I was like a stress toy for him to kick around at family gatherings.... I was just a KID... Who does that to a KID... I never did ANYTHING to him.. But he hates me for taking father away from him... and just.. JenniChu: Because of him... My relationship with my father got worse.. He makes me fucking insane.. I get so mad I can't see straight with him around... Makes me violent.. But no It's MY problem.. IM the worthless one who makes a big deal out of nothing... It's not fucking fair..

JenniChu takes a moment to breathe, regaining her breath JenniChu: ... I'm sorry... I shouldn't have said so much... I just... He drives me insane.. JenniChu: Maybe I am over reacting.. I don't know anymore... The pikachu remains silent for a moment, before looking back over at Drew and Mason. Watching the two sit next to each other and talk so casually It placed a sudden pain in her chest. Was it jealousy she felt? She didnt know. But she didn't like it JenniChu: But I do know... is that I don't trust him around Mason. He's up to something... I feel it deep in my gut... - - - [ @ask-impatient-samurott ]

#chrono #long post #JenniChu #Mother #Father #Mason #uncledrew #ask-impatient-samurott #sfw #pokemon ask #pokemon ask blog #swearing #cursing #cussing #im so sorry that this was so long I opened the family floodgates Im soRRY FIOSDHOGIHSDGOISD #child abuse #child endangerment #child abuse mention #abuse mention

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everytime you write [#my wife is a bitch and i love her so much] im like. OKAY. but what if connor was a girl. SORRY. as always rule 63 compels and i am thinking deeply about how girl connor would get even more hype and hate at the same time. mason is trying his hardest to little sister zone her but its not working very well! she refuses to be a little sister! she refuses to be anyone's sister! sorry connor's actual real life sister.

girl connor in the nhl would basically be sophie fournier. she would have a long braid and an utterly flat affect and exactly none of boy connor's newfound freedom to be a saucy little bitch in press conferences. she would loathe girl trevor with a fiery hatred and she would not be able to figure out why.

#anonymarshmallow #other girl connor anon i'm chewing on some au thoughts for you and will report back

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https://www.tumblr.com/masonmtxo/763897921753219074/i-know-a-lot-of-you-hate-it-but-i-love-angsty

Omg I was just thinking of something similar !!! But it’s kind of the opposite way around where mason is saying he wants to keep things casual and see other people but actually has no intention and doesn’t even glance in other girls direction ever since meeting u but u took it as he was seeing other girls and warning u so u stay talking and seeing an old hook up and once mason finds out he closes in on himself because he really only said that so u didn’t think he was coming on too strong but now he realises it makes him feel sick to even think about u flirting with someone else

Omg so you keep seeing someone else to sort of protect your heart and convince yourself its only casual after he says hes not wanting anything serious. And maybe his intention at first is to keep seeing other girls but he goes to have one over and he cant even fathom having sex with her he feels so weird about it.

And maybe its pretty brutal but he asks you on a date and he means like an actual date but you presume hes meaning just to hook up and are like no sorry cant do that day im seeing such and such and hes just like oh okay, have fun

But then you text him the next day and he reads and ignores and over the next week you only occasionally get the odd message back

Eventually youre like fuck this and turn up at his house. Hes shocked to see you but lets you in and you end up talking it through and find out you were on the same page for ages, you just thought the other wanted something else 🥺

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AAAAAAA I'M SO EXCITED 🤭🩷

You weren't a morning person, far from it in fact, as you normally needed at least an hour and a coffee to function properly, but after yesterday you felt like all the happiness of the earth had gathered in your heart. OHHHH🤭

“I really don’t think I want to say goodbye yet.”, you pouted, feeling genuinely sad you’d reached your front door. The date that was just about to end had been the best you’d been on in a while, and you hated how these past few hours had basically flown by. “Neither do I, but it’s late and I don’t want you to be grumpy tomorrow morning and annoy your colleagues.” Mason flicked your nose lovingly and the way you scrunched it had his heart squeezing in his chest. You were too adorable for your own good. OMG WE ARE STARING WITH A DATE???🤭 THAT'S A LOVELY WAY TO START A FIC

“No need to thank me. I enjoyed it just as much.”, he smiled. “And I’d love to see you again.” GIGGLING

It was insane how quickly this man had you falling for him. IM SCREAMING

You’d laughed if off, saying they wouldn’t take you anyway so there would be no use to put time and effort in an application, but your dad being your dad had insisted they would. So in an attempt to prove your point, you’d applied anyway and to your biggest surprise, they’d invited you for a first interview.WE LOVE THE DAD

“You look awfully happy, y/n. Something you want to tell me?” Anna took a sip from her coffee and leaned back in her chair; her watchful eyes following your every move in hopes to figure out what had happened.NONONO SHE IS JUST IN LOVE BUT SHHH🤭

“It was pretty much perfect.”, you admitted, feeling the heat rising to your cheeks. “He was an absolute sweetheart and gentlemen. We actually went for a walk with his dog first – he’s super cute by the way – and then grabbed some take away on our way back and spent the evening at his and-” THE PERFECT DATE

“You went to a stranger’s house for a first date? y/n, are you crazy? That’s bloody dangerous and-”WHO SAID IT'S A STRANGER?🤭

“Yes, sorry, I was just thinking about yesterday.”, you chuckled, dropping your head to avoid her seeing your red cheeks. “His name is definitely Cameron.”YES CAMERON 😌😂

“Morning girls, it’s short notice, my apologies, but there’s going to be a meeting in conference room no. 2 in ten minutes. Make sure you’re on time please.”OH, I DON'T LIKE THIS

“No idea, but for some reason I have a really bad feeling about this, to be honest.”, you confessed. Your heart was racing and you felt sick to your stomach; both signs that had you worried as your gut feeling very rarely ever fooled you.I HAVE A HORRIBLE FEELING TOO

After an exhausting day on the training pitch as well as an extra shift in the gym straight after, Mason would normally flop down on the sofa and take a nap before a game or two with Ben and an early night, but after the date with you yesterday, he was still pretty much on cloud nine.HE IS A LITTLE BABY

It had taken him an embarrassingly long time to grow a pair and ask you out – about three years of friendship in fact – and he wasn’t proud of how long he’d been simping for you in silence and opting to stick to staying friends, but he’d been terrified of being rejected. OMG CUTIE PIEEE

So one evening on your way back home – you’d been out for dinner with friends – he’d held you back by your hand, bit the bullet and shyly asked if you wanted to go out with him. On a date. And the bright smile on your face as you’d nodded, had made his tummy flip like never before.OMG THEY ARE SOOOOO CUTE I CAN'T

The only problem: He missed you already.OHHHHHHH🥹🥹🥹

He considered calling you, but he didn’t want to annoy you, so he eventually opted for a message. But much to his surprise, it was left unanswered. OH NO😭

“Morning.”, you mumbled quietly as you entered your office. Your voice lacked the usual excitement and happiness, but Anna’s greeting wasn’t more cheerful either and as much as it sucked, you were glad you weren’t the only one who struggled to process everything that had happened and throughout the day you noticed that it seemed as if the news had hit everyone quite surprisingly, meaning the atmosphere was tense – to say the least.WHAT DID THEY TELL TO MY GIRLS TO MAKE THEM THIS SAD😭

You knew it would confuse and probably hurt him and that alone made you feel like the worst person on earth. Mason was the most genuine and kind man you’d ever met. He had a heart made of gold and deserved nothing but the best and here you were ignoring his every single attempt. WHAT DID THEY ASK HER TO DO, OMG😭

“y/n, you’re crying. That doesn’t look like everything being okay to me.” She gently turned your chair and grabbed your hands. “What’s wrong? You can talk to me, you know that.”OMG MY GIRL😭

The sad and disappointed look in his big brown eyes had haunted you throughout the whole day and now that you were sitting in your quiet kitchen, staring at the wall and trying to enjoy your dinner, it got even worse.OH NO SAD PART IS COMINGGG

He didn’t deserve any of this. But there was nothing you could do. He had to forget about you and the feelings he held for you as quickly as possible and shutting him out felt like the only way. Even if it was the most painful one. OH WHY DOES HE HAVE TO FORGET ABOUT HER 😭

Mason had messaged you again a little while ago, asking how your meeting had gone, but you’d ignored it. Just like the two calls that had come in a little later. You could feel your heart breaking every single time his name popped up and your resistance crumbled ever so slightly.OMG SHE IS BREAKING HIS HEARTTT

OMG HIS MESSAGES BROKE MY HEART

A deep sigh left Mason’s left when once again there was no reply from you. Ever since yesterday evening, he’d been wondering what he could’ve done that would make you ghost him, but no matter how hard he tried, he couldn’t find anything. OH BABY BOY I DON'T THINK IT'S YOUR FAULT AT ALL

Looking back at it now, even you telling him you had a meeting to attend, felt like you brushing him off and not wanting to talk to him, especially as he’d seen you talking animatedly to a colleague not long after, and his heart squeezed uncomfortably at the thought of you not wanting anything to do with him anymore. OH NO🥺 THAT'S NOT WHAT IS HAPPENING

It didn’t get easier at all. The next day still felt like you were ripping your own heart out and you had a hard time focussing and not bursting into tears.OMG THEY ARE HURTING SO MUCH

You had a feeling that Anna knew something was genuinely wrong with you, but she respected your decision and didn’t ask you again. Instead, she brought you tea and a couple of snacks back whenever she had to leave the office and whenever she’d pass you, she squeezed your shoulder in an attempt to be there for you.ANNA IS THE CUTEST

It was what was best for you. Even though it didn’t feel like it at all. And if you were being honest with yourself, you began to genuinely doubt whether you were really doing the right thing.TRUST ME IT'S NOT THE RIGHT THING

“Hi.”, he said quietly. The small smile on his face didn’t reach his eyes like it usually would, and it pained you, knowing you were the one who’d caused it. “Can we talk?”OPS THERE HE IS

“Yeah, obviously everything’s fine.”, he scoffed, crossing his arms in front of his chest. “That’s why you’ve been off with me right? And ignored my messages and calls. And dismissed me yesterday, saying you have a meeting when you actually just didn’t want to talk to me.”OH BABY BOY

“I thought the date was great and you said you’d enjoyed it too. What happened ever since? Or did you lie back then and never planned on seeing me again?” His voice was laced with disappointment and sadness and the expression in his voice mirrored both in a way that had your heart hurting like never before. OMG I WANT TO HUG HIM

You wanted to tell him you didn’t lie and that you’d meant everything you’d said. You wanted to wrap him up in your arms and confess how much you liked him, but instead, you got up from your desk and shook your head.NO Y/N, HUG HIM PLEASE

“I don’t want this, Mason.”WHAT? SHE IS JOKING,RIGHT??

“y/n, what’s wrong with you? What happened for you to turn on me like this? What did I do?” It was painful to hear him questioning himself, wondering what he had done wrong, when it hadn’t been him at all, but you couldn’t tell him that. “I don’t get this at all. y/n, we got along so well, what happened? If I did something to piss you off, just tell me, please…like…just please.” THE FACT THAT HE IS CONVINCED ITS HIS FAULT HURTS

“Look at me and tell me you don’t want this. That you don’t want me.”, Mason all but demanded. He was agitated, desperately grabbing the last straw he could find, but his heart only broke further, when you didn’t say anything at all. HE IS BEGGING YOUUU TELL HIM😭

“And I thought this could be it.”, he sighed. Shaking his head he let go off your elbow and slowly trudged out of your office.AND AFTER THIS I'M CRYING, LET'S THANK MY PERIOD AND YOUR WRITING ☺️😭

This was the worst you’d ever felt. No other heartbreak came close to how much it hurt to know you’d sent away the best thing you’d ever had.THE FACT THAT SHE ALREADY CONSIDERS HIM THE BEST THING SHE EVER HAD 😭😭😭

“I erm…I’m not feeling very well, to be honest.”, you admitted, knowing it was no use lying to her when you probably looked like you’d been crying for the past hour. “I think I’ll actually head home.”OPEN UP TO HER GIRL, YOU NEED TO TALK WITH SOME ONE

Coming into training the next day, Mason still felt awful. Obviously, he was still hurt by you pushing him away like you had, but he also felt horrible for not respecting the choice you’d made. AND NOW HE FEELS MORE GUILTY, YAY 😭

You’d obviously been distraught and instead of just accepting it for the time being, he’d made it worse and demanded something you’d not been ready to give to him yet. He had too much respect for you to disrespect your decisions like he had and whilst it might only hurt him further, he’d made the decision to apologise for his behaviour and tell you that he’d be okay with being friends.OH HE IS MY BIG MATURE MAN😌🥹

He quickly took a shower before jogging up to your office, thinking that after today, you and him could be back to being friends, but he was more than surprised to find it empty. Your desk looked untouched, there was no bag by the side of it and no trace of your coffee mug.OH SHE TOOK THE DAY OFF,I WANT TO HUG HER🫂😭

The blonde girl nodded. “I take it you’re looking for y/n?”, she asked, receiving a quick confirmation from the midfielder. “She’s not in today. Rang in sick this morning to let us know she won’t be in the whole week.”OMG THE WHOLE WEEK, THAT'S BAD...

Mason’s heart dropped to his tummy. You were rarely ever sick and it wasn’t like you to sign off sick entirely instead of working from home, so the worry that overcame him was barely bearable.HE IS FREAKING OUT, RUN AT HERS IN 3 2 1....

Anna just nodded and watched him leave. She’d been suspicious before as you and Mason had always got along really well and you’d kept mentioning him, but whenever she’d hinted at there being more between the two of you, you’d denied it and explained that he’s just a really good friend.Now however, she felt as if everything was adding up: You struggling to remember the guy’s name you’d gone on a date with, the way you’d not taken the news on Tuesday well and now you ringing in sick for the whole week after you’d obviously been crying yesterday. SHE KNOWS OMG IM GIGGLING ANNA IS MY GIRL, GO ANNA😌😌

Mason didn’t have to think twice about where to go as he got into his car and started the engine. He’d been determined to make things right before and now that he had the confirmation that something was genuinely wrong, he wanted to make sure you were okay even more.I JUST HOPE SHE WILL LET HIM IN AND TELL HIM EVERYTHING

“I’m okay.”, you nodded, trying to shut the door subtly, but Mason caught on to it almost immediately.GO MASEEE 🤭

“I actually came to apologise too.”, Mason admitted. He scratched the back of his head. “Do you think I could come in? Please?”OH BABY

You thought about it for a second, utterly confused why he was the one wanting to apologise when you’d ghosted him for days, but you eventually sighed and let him in. Having known him for years it was pretty easy to tell that he wouldn’t leave unless he got to apologise for whatever it was and especially because of the current circumstances, it would be better if he wasn't seen at your front door.CAYSE HE TGINKS IT WAS HIS FAULT, THE POOKR BOY

He had so much to say, so many things to reassure you that he was okay with whatever you wanted him to be, but one accidental look at your opened notebook was all it took to shut him up. The page you’d opened on Google made it unmistakably clear that none of what he’d planned to say was necessary. You had made your decision. A painful decision made by someone he’d never thought would hurt him like this.OMG? WHAT WAS SHE LOOKING AT ??

“Never mind.”, he said. “It was a ridiculous idea to think you’d want anything to do with me after your behaviour those last days…and to think I came here to apologise. Fuck me.” The hollow laugh he let out had chills running down your spine. You didn’t think you’d ever seen him this hurt and you were desperate to explain, but Mason wasn’t having any of it.WHAT JUST HAPPENED???

“Look, y/n, you don’t have to pretend anymore. Why didn’t you just tell me you didn’t want to date me anymore? Obviously, it would’ve hurt, but we’ve been friends for so long, I would’ve never let you go entirely. I would’ve been okay with being friends if that’s what you wanted, but very clearly, were not on the same page with that either.”WHAT HURT HIM THAT MUCH??? CARLOTTA YOURE TOO GOOD WITH THOSE SUSPENSE MOMENTS BUT I NEED TO KNOW

“y/n you’re literally looking for a new job.”, he huffed. “You obvs can’t wait to get away from me and whatever it was between us. Just tell me, seriously, because this is getting ridiculous. I just…this is so fucked up, I can’t believe it…I just…”OHHHH SILLY, SHE WANTS TO LEAVE SO SHE CAN BE WITH YOUUUUU

“Yeah? Then fucking tell me how what you’re doing translates into you wanting to be friends or more with me. Because I obviously don’t get it at all.”, he bellowed. “It hurt y/n, can you imagine? We went out on that date and it went so well and I really thought you were the one I’d been looking and waiting for for years. I genuinely thought we had something but instead you went all cold on me and fucking ghosted me. You didn’t even explain anything. Do you have any idea how much that hurt?”OH BOY, LET HER EXPLAIN, SHE IS HURTING PROBABLY MORE THAN YOU

“And on top of that, here I am wanting to apologise for making you feel bad and disrespecting your decision…god this is so fucking humiliating you have no idea. I-”, Mason stopped and took a deep breath, trying to compose himself as he didn’t have the strength to keep going like this anymore. He just wanted it to be over. “Look, y/n, you don’t have to leave. I know how much you love your job and the club. I’ll just stay away and leave you be. It’s like we’ve never been friends or something, I don’t know.”OH STOP IT NOW AND LET HER TALK

And with that, he turned around, obviously leaving the choice with you once again, and you contemplated letting him leave, but you knew that this time it would be for good. And whilst it was everything, you’d tried to achieve those last days, right now you realised it was the worst thing that could happen.GO GIRLLLL

“I’m doing this for us.”I KNEW ITTT

You took a deep breath, ready to lay it all out in front of him, no matter the consequences, but you were terrified it was too late. “I…with the new management, we’re not allowed to have any kind of friendship, let alone relationship with any of the first team players.”STUPID MANAGEMENT RUINING MY LITTLE COUPLE

“The day after our date? We got called into a meeting where they explained that the team’s success is the most important thing and that nothing and no one can be a distraction. Apparently, someone had filled them in on the friendships that had formed and they didn’t like that administrative staff and players aren’t strictly separated, so they gave us updated terms for our contract that states that from now on, any kind of relationship and us is strictly forbidden and that whoever would break the rules would be immediately suspended. Apparently, we don’t even have to sign it for it to be effective.”THAT'S SO BLEAH🤮🤮🤮 IGNORANT PEOPLE

“y/n.”, he sighed softly as he took a couple of careful steps into your direction and when you didn’t back off, he eventually brought you into a tight hug. SHE FINALLY RECIVED THE HUG SHE'D BEEN NEEDING IN TGE PAST 2 DAYS

“It’s okay, love.”, he whispered as he leaned his cheek on top of your head. “I got you, I’m not going anywhere.”OHHHHH I'LL MELT🥹🥹🥹

“I’m sorry.”, you whispered once you’d regained enough composure. “I know I hurt you a lot and I never meant to be as shitty as I’ve been. It’s just…when they handed us the updated terms, I didn’t know what to do. They said there would be consequences and I was so terrified something could happen to you and…I thought you’d just forget about me and our date if I pushed you away enough and…I’m so sorry I hurt you like this.”THE FACT THAT SHE WAS SCARED ABOUT WHAT WOULD HAVE HAPPENED TO HIM😭😭😭

“I know.” He gently cupped your jaw with his warm hand, thumb caressing the soft skin on your cheekbone causing you to smile softly. “But still…Yesterday, I gave you the chance to explain, but everything was still so fresh and then today when I came here, I cut you off all the time and jumped to conclusions. I know I was mad and hurt, but I should’ve given you a moment to explain. I’m sorry, I didn’t.” HE IS THE BIGGEST WALKING GREEN FLAG IVE EVER SEEN

You gently kissed the palm of his hand before leaning back against his chest. His evenly beating heart doing the trick in settling you even more and when Mason ran one hand up and down your spine, you snuggled into him even further. THE PALM KISS KILLS ME EVERYTIME, ITS SO INTIMATE

Mason was the best thing that had ever happened to you and it didn’t matter whether it was as your boyfriend or a normal friend, there was no way you’d ever let him go. SCREAMING

“I don’t want you to quit, y/n.”, Mason suddenly said. “Let’s keep it under the wraps and see where it’ll go. We obviously like each other a lot, but we don’t know if it’ll work out in the long run. Let’s just figure it our just us two and when we’re both certain that this is what we want, you can still quit.”THE PERFECT MAN IF YOU ASK ME

“More than sure.”, Mason smiled. He leaned down and pressed his lips to your forehead. “I know how much you love working for United and there’s absolutely no need to worry about me. If anything, I’ll be even more focused and determined to do well and impress you, to be honest.”OHHHHHH CUTIE🤭🤭🤭🤭

“We are.”, he confirmed and the smile lighting up his face made you feel weak in the knees. He really was the most beautiful man you’d ever laid your eyes on. “And I couldn’t be happier, love.”THEY ARE HAPPY, I AM HAPPY😌🥹

“I really want to kiss you.”, he admitted quietly, nose nudging yours in an attempt to test the waters and when you didn’t pull away, but instead tilted your head a little to the side, he dipped down and kissed you softly.GO MASON GO MASON GO🤭🤭🤭

“I like you so much, y/n.”, he whispered; both of you knowing that liking each other didn’t come close to how you actually felt, but you knew it was too early to say it yet.“I like you loads, too.”, you smiled and with that, Mason leaned back in to kiss you again. WE HAVE TWO CUTIE PIES IN LOVE

I WOAH I COULD GO BACK AND READ THIS FOR THE FIRST TIME🥹

THAT WAS WOW LITERALLY, THIS GOES IMMEDIATELY ON MY TOP 3 OF MY FAVOURITE FICS WRITTEN BY YOU (TWO GHOSTS CANT LEAVE ITS FIRST PLACE SORRY)

I LOVE HOW YOU PUT SUSPENSE IN EVERY FIC, EVEN IF I WANT TO KNOW EVERYTHING IMMEDIATELY IT MAKES EVERY EMOTION 1016591 TIMES BIGGER AND MORE IMPORTANT 😭

I JUST LOVE THE WAY YOU WRITE AND MAKE ME FEEL THEIR EMOTIONS

LIKE I LITERALLY CRIED AT SOME POINT

WOW, JUST WOW BESTIE

YOURE AMAZING I CANT BELIEVE THAT YOU GET SELF-CONSCIOUS ABOUT YOUR FICS, CAUSE THEY ARE LITERALLY AMAZING

IM AMAZED BY YOUR TALENT

THANK YOU SO MUCH FOR THIS I'M PROUD OF YOU🩷🩷🩷

Bestie thank you so so much 🥺🩷 I’m so glad you enjoyed it so much and I’m really glad you liked me not telling everything straight from the beginning.

I debated putting the meeting or a conversation between Anna and y/n in but in the end I felt like this was the better option and I’m glad you agree 🙌🏼🤭

Thank you very much. I appreciate this more than I could ever tell 🩷🩷🩷

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