#and yeah I'll say it if you aren't watching for Louis why are you here.

[iwtvdramacd18]

Ok no more white people can watch amc iwtv we've had enough we've reached the quota thank you....

[eyesoverinfinity]

Episode 6: we're bacon out here!

The intro plays, it is a Introduction to all 8 of the hosts of this show: Zoey, Louis, Francis, Bill, Ellis, Nick, Rochelle and Coach.

Then the logo appears:

The logo dissipates as pre-recorded clapping plays. Today they are outside, they aren't wearing their usual outfits but instead wearing much more casual and light clothing.

Louis is holding the camera in his hand, the image is a selfie like format.

Louis: Welcome to 8 in the kitchen! The show were we make food and may regret it later! Today we aren't in the kitchen because government officials are working with the Amazonians in destroying the Dark Fruit plant.

The camera is turned around to the building that the hosts work in, it's a normal brick building with a sign that says 'Valve networks'. it's covered in ice, dead vines and a combination of scientists, government officials and clean up crews from both the American and Amazonian governments.

Louis: It's going to take awhile and we don't want to leave you all waiting so we're making our food outside today!

Louis turns the camera back to revel that everyone is sweating.

Louis: In the biggest heatwave of the century.... Yeah... I'll get someone to edit the current temperature in post recording.

The screen shows the current temperature in the middle of the screen.

115 degrees Fahrenheit

and in small text underneath:

46 degrees Celsius for everyone else.

Louis: Today Zoey has the chef hat, what are we making Zoey?

The camera pans to Zoey, who is standing next to Rochelle under an umbrella Nick is holding.

Zoey: What I was originally going to make needed electricity. and the recipe itself needs some reviewing.

Ellis's voice can be heard from off screen.

Ellis: Did it not taste good?

Zoey: Let's just say it'll be world shattering when I perfect it.

The screen glitches at the words 'world shattering'.

Nick: Well that was ominous.

Louis: Did the ground just shake a bit?

Bill: You're just overheating son.

Louis: Ok... So what are we making today?

Zoey: You see this sidewalk?

Louis: Yeah?

Zoey pulls out some bacon and eggs.

Rochelle: Please tell me we're not...

Zoey: We are!

Zoey puts some oil on the sidewalk and cracks an egg onto it.

Zoey: It's so hot we're cooking eggs on a side walk!

Air horns sound effects are heard.

Nick: That's great and all, but what's the hook here? Unless we're doing an ASMR of us over heating-

Ellis: I mean there'd probably be an audience for that nowadays.

Nick: -I don't see the point.

Zoey: We are answering the questions of random people on the internet!

Nick: That works.

Zoey: The question itself will be shown onscreen when we answer them, to make it easier for anyone hard of hearing.

The camera is set up in a tripod under an umbrella. Everyone sits under some more beach umbrellas set up next to the sidewalk. The eggs and bacon are sizzling nicely.

Zoey: Ok, first ask is:

Coach: Ah, I had some good times with those kids. I still visit them sometimes. When I was still in the school I'd get everyone and go to burger tank, but now I know how to cook they ask me to make them stuff from the show. It's nice. If your watching, Hi kids!

Zoey: Ok, next question.

Nick: Well-

Francis: You sure you want to ask the guy with the ex-wife for dating advice?

Nick: This is my question Francis.

Francis: Just saying.

Nick: Well at least I've gotten married.

Francis shrugs as if to say fair enough.

Nick: Usually, I'd learn what their favourite food was and give them that. But in my humble-

Bill: Humble? that's a laugh.

Nick: -opinion, It's hard to go wrong with a good roast.

Zoey: alright then, next one...

Coach: Wouldn't you like to know.

Zoey: Your not answering this are you?

Coach: Nope~

Zoey: Figurers, you've already driven Rochelle insane trying to figure it out.

Rochelle: How did you mange to hide EVERY SINGLE DOCUMENT related to you in the school system!? I couldn't even find your resume!

Coach smiles but says nothing.

Zoey: Anyways.... Next one:

Nick: Oh god why would you ask him that.

Francis: Oh come on! His stories are hilarious!

Ellis: Thanks man.

Nick: I don't care, it'll take the up the whole episode! Move on the the next question.

Zoey:

Bill: Sounds like we don't have a choice.

Nick: How about the next one?

Zoey:

Nick: God danm it.

Zoey: Nick, I've got like 50 more of these. This is the most asked question period. We have to do this at least once.

Nick: FINE, just... just chose a short one.

Ellis: Oh man. Food experiments? I've got a great one for that. This one time, My buddy Keith wanted to know what you had to do to make sugar expire. So first we put it into the oven, but that just made it melt, we tried a bunch of other things like feeding it to a furby then cutting it open, but then Keith had the BEST idea.

Nick: Ok, how's this one going to devolve?

Ellis: He remembered that military camp that he got bombed at and decided that we should see what bombs would do!

Nick: and there it is.

Ellis: So we snuck into the base and placed the sugar in the middle of the field and waited. So we're watching from a distance with a camera to record this masterpiece, when who should come but two solders. We thought that they'd call someone about it but you know what they did?

Rochelle: What?

Ellis: Sons of bicthes begin eaten it! So we run in and take the sugar back, cause that's our sugar experiment and the only people that's gonna eat it is us. But the soldiers then get on our backs 'bout "Entering a restricted area"

Coach: Maybe they had a point.

Ellis: Please, everyone my age and under has snuck in there at one point. anyways not much interesting stuff happened after that, we got chased. But we got out ok. Never did see the bombs drop though.... You think our boss would fund that?

Bill: Son... I want to say no but.... Just don't.

Ellis looks a bit disappointed. But says:

Ellis: Ok.

Zoey: Next question:

Rochelle: Oh that's a hard one! I love both of them, but I think I'll go with savoury. There's so many different flavours and recipes that can come from it, variety is the spice of life after all. Its also less like it give you health problems so there's that.

Louis: The last bit really depends on what your eating though. Like, and apple is a lot better for you then deep fried chicken.

Rochelle: That's true. But who actually puts fruit in the sweet category?

Zoey: I put it in the breakfast category.

Louis: Zoey, we're roommates. I've seen you eat peanut butter by itself for breakfast.

Bill: Wait you do what?

Zoey: NEXT QUESTION!

Francis: Where do I begin?!

Rochelle: Oh boy.

Francis: There's wasting food, calling salt a spice, buying an air fryer.

Rochelle: I still don't understand your hatred of that thing in particular.

Francis: The only reason people buy it is to say that they are better and richer then everyone else! But that's not the worse thing.

Nick: Ok, I'll bite. What's the worse thing?

Francis: Cross contamination.

The hosts all shudder.

Coach: I'm with you Francis, that's the worst.

Francis: I know right? Just wash the knife! Or get a new one! It's not that hard.

Zoey: Next question

Louis: To put it simply, lot a things going right and something going wildly wrong. These episodes, like any show, take a lot of team work and effort to put together. They hinge on everyone doing their job well, luckily we have a very talented team working with us.

A blushing emoji appears for a few seconds.

Louis: But, the fun in this show is the chaos of what we try to do, that's why it doesn't matter if we fail. Not to us anyway. If we have fun doing it, and if we are sometimes we're attacked by our food.-

Coach: That was one time!

Zoey: It was a week ago.

Louis: -That's what people are looking for, and that's what we'll do.

Zoey: With that heart warming answer, here's a morbid, and hard to read, question.

Bill: I don't why you asked for zombies specifically, that's more Zoey's field, but it'd really depend on what doesn't get toppled when the government goes down. Any thing fresh with expire within a week, and cans don't last as long as you think without proper storage. Can you make something taste good? Yes, you'd have to kill and scavenge but you could do it. Will it taste like anything pre-apocalypse? No.

Louis: Man, that was weird question.

Rochelle: I mean with the current political climate....

Louis: But why zombies?

Ellis: It's a popular genre.

Zoey: Umm....

Nick: What's the next question?

Zoey:

Zoey: What's a sp-

The phone Zoey is holding starting giving off sparks and she drops it. The camera feed begins to distort, showing what seems to be a city on fire, but stops when the phone hits the floor.

Rochelle: What was that?!

Coach: That's it! The heat got to the phone and is getting to us, everyone inside now!

Leaving the phone, everyone begins to pack up. Ellis picks up the phone and the feed cuts out. The feed returns to show everyone in-doors. it looks to be a decently sized house with an AC. Zoey and Coach are laying on the couch, with Coach asleep. Bill is siting at the table behind the couch playing a card game with Nick and Francis. Ellis can't be seen in the shot but fridge noises can be heard off screen.

Louis is holding the camera in his hand. The symbols in the bottom right corner reveal that they are now using a proper house hold camera instead of a iPhone.

Louis: Ok, we are now inside Coach's house. Sorry that we couldn't do more, but we did get in at least one question each so I hope you enjoyed it anyway. And for those who are worried about the bacon and eggs-

Louis winces, but keeps quiet to not wake Coach.

Louis: Keith ate it off the ground when he picked us up... We'll have a normal episode next time if you can call our episodes that. Bye from everyone and we'll see you next time.

The theme song plays and the credits roll. The end credits seen shows the place where the hosts where taking questions. It is a peaceful scene with trees, a lake and a building peaking out over the treeline. Suddenly, the image shakes and distorts. The imprint of 8 shadowy figures appears as they huddle together in what looks to be fear. Then the distortion stops, in the same second that it appears. Along with the shadows.

The scene remains peaceful for the rest of the run.

[izzy-b-hands]

I was thinking abt the occasionally fun but mostly frustrating tradition(in the states at least idk for sure if anywhere else does this?)of valentine's day boxes made for school.

That led me here. steddyhands and the dilemma of the valentines day box assignment for louis and alma, special feature on izzy and his rising blood pressure (sorry izzy bby akdnfjgn), which I'll be real i talk more abt in my tags on this since this probably isn't gonna be written out any further, so yeah. More plot talky izzy stuff in my tags.

Noting this in my tags too, but a moment to specify that ed and stede aren't trying to have like. a shitty parenting moment in this, they're just human and excited abt the situation and sorta fuck up a bit.

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"The point is that they make the box themselves," Izzy says, for what feels like the hundredth time. "The only grade they get is 'did they do it or not'. Their teachers bolded that part of the email, remember? Said to mind getting too competitive about it?"

"Now I think Frenchie would happily take on the commission," Stede continues, thumbs tapping at his phone keyboard. "He'll reply quickly; he always does for me."

"It's a cardboard box," Izzy says. "To hold paper and cardboard valentines and cheap candy. That's it!"

"Money will help, but the overall design needs to be good," Ed says to Stede, as if Izzy and the kids aren't still standing there. "Money can buy resources, but it can't buy pretty, no matter how nice those resources might be."

"Oh that's good! Applies to other things too, I like it!"

"We bought them new shoes last week," Izzy sighs. Why does he keep trying? He couldn't say. "They each have a box already. We just need to help them decorate the boxes. That's it. That is all the teacher means with this project. I even asked Mary and Doug how they read it, and they agreed with me!"

"Ooh Frenchie has mock ups!" Stede cheers softly. "I knew he'd come through."

"It's okay," Alma pats Izzy's hand. "You tried really hard to make them understand. They're just excited."

"Can we go to the art stuff store now?" Louis whines, tugging at Izzy's other hand. "They won't even notice if we leave!"

"We should leave a note at least," Izzy says.

"Dad does love well written notes and random acts of abandonment," Alma sighs. "You dictate and I'll write. I want to practice my cursive."

"Really?"

"Dad can't read my cursive well yet."

"That makes more sense," Izzy says. "Louis, what are you-"

He watches as Louis tugs Stede's wallet from the countertop, and bolts outside, prize held up over his head with both hands.

"He won't notice," Alma reassures him. "You shouldn't have to pay for our stuff for this anyway."

"You've done this before."

"We'd be stupid if we hadn't," Alma tears a page from her notebook. "Here, I wrote it myself. I'm gonna get Louis in the car."

She's out the door after Louis, hands clapping to get his attention just like Mary did with them both.

"Either of you want to help me address that?" Izzy asks Ed and Stede, who he realises have indeed not stopped talking to each other the entire time. "She's a bit young to be acting like that, yeah?"

They're in their own world. Normally, he wouldn't care, but he's Guardian Five out of many and it feels like Parent/Guardians 1-4 could and should have already noticed it ahead of him.

"Fine," Izzy drops Alma's note by Stede's hand, deciding not to read it. That she actually went through with writing it is kindness enough. "I'm going to let her rack up a ridiculous bill on one of your seven credit cards, and they'll make those stupid fucking valentine boxes so fucking ornate..."

His anger fizzes out mid-sentence. Stede isn't listening. Ed isn't listening. Alma keeps honking the horn in the car and how did she get the fucking keys?!

"You know what? Fast food and ice cream for dinner too," Izzy adds. "On your dime. We'll bring you something back."

He turns his attention to Alma and the frank abuse of the car's horn. "Alma! The neighbours already don't like us, let's not make it worse! Not unless you've got something worse than this planned for later-"

--

The door thunks shut.

"Oh," Stede looks over to it. "Didn't Izzy just say something?"

"No idea," Ed replies, looking through design ideas on his phone. "Why?"

"They were just here," Stede continues. "Him and the kids. Right?"

"Maybe they went out for an after school snack," Ed shrugs. "To get inspired for this big art box project thing."

"Is that what this is? What was this for again?"

"Dunno for sure, but look at this," Ed turns the phone to show Stede the screen. "For Louis?"

Stede lets his concerns drop again. Izzy will mention if they're missing any key details about the kids' projects and what needs to be done. "I think he'd love it! Save that."

The house is getting dark around them, and he wonders if Izzy and the kids will be home for dinner.

[karlajoyner]

Stamps (Luke Patterson x Reader)

A/n: Hey guys so this one was rather long. I don’t know if I liked it very much but that’s just me being critical of myself. Anyways I hope you enjoy it!

Requested by: kennice1 (Wattpad)

Warnings: None

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My eyes opened slightly to see my boyfriend laying beside me in his suit from the night prior.

We had done it.

We played the Orpheum.

And got rid of Caleb stamps.

Now we were here the very next day in Julie's garage like we'd been the past couple weeks feeling better than ever.

"Good morning beautiful" His raspy voice spoke as he to was barely opening his eyes.

"Good morning Luke" I replied staring up at the ceiling.

The bright sun rays hitting many different points of the studio since it was probably near mid day now.

"Morning? It's afternoon" Another voice in the room spoke making my head whip in their direction.

"Well then good afternoon my dear brother" I grinned sitting up only to see Reggie still passed out on the barkin lounger.

"Has Julie come in today yet?" Luke asked sitting up as well, pulling my body into his.

"Yeah. Said she was gonna go have breakfast and get dressed before coming back for practice. She also said she'll bring us something back"

"Oh to have breakfast. What a privilege we now have" I said stretching out my body.

"I sure did miss pancakes. I hope we have that" Reggie spoke in his morning voice.

"Look who's awake"

"Morning"

"Afternoon" I corrected him standing up.

"Where are you going?" Luke pouted.

"To get dressed for practice too. In case you haven't noticed I need to get out of this thing" I spoke pointing down at the long royal blue dress that sat tightly on my body.

"Or you could just stay in it. Maybe rip it up a bit make it more fitting" Luke suggested pushing the dress up my leg.

"Can you not try to sexualize my little sister in front of me?" Alex spoke.

"Sorry" Luke apologized.

"My boyfriend can sexualize me all he wants" I argued making my way towards the exit.

"Gross"

"I think it's endearing" Reggie said making me giggle.

"I'm gonna go see if Julie has anything I can barrow. And maybe a sewing machine. I think you were onto something there Lukey" I teased the boy watching a smirk take over his face before I walked out.

I giggled deciding to surprise Julie at her front door for the first time as an actual human being again.

Since I couldn't just poof into rooms anymore.

A grin formed on my face as I reached the front porch being careful to avoid any windows up the driveway.

"Look at you y/n. Looking as lovely as you did last night"

An all too familiar voice spoke from behind me before I could press the doorbell.

My heart immediately dropped as I spun around coming face to face with the devil himself.

"Caleb" I whispered.

"What are you doing here?"

"Oh I just came to pay a little visit.... Tell me how does it feel to be alive again. Oh it must feel great"

"Just leave us alone. We've already defeated you and we're not joining your stupid house band" I bravely spoke watching as he inched closer.

I gulped nervously backing up until my back hit the door behind me and he was only a few feet away.

"That's not very nice of you to say. I've offered you and your boys everything and this is how you repay me. With insults. Nice try trying to be brave sweetheart but we both know your scared out of your mind. Scared that I'll hurt you. Or your little bandmates. Am I wrong?"

"Leave us alone" I repeated attempting to stand my ground

"I can see why Luke's so infatuated with you. Your strong headed like him. Too bad you won't make it home for breakfast"

My eyes widened as he grabbed ahold of my shoulders. My eyes rolling the back of my head.

"I have a fight too" I smirked hearing footsteps coming up the pathway.

My eyes fell upon a face I recognized to be none other than Nick. Julie's crush she'd been telling me about for weeks.

"Oh there's someone here" He said noting my presence.

"Hey, you look familiar. Wait. Aren't you that other girl in Julie's hologram band?" He asked hopefully.

"That's me" I smiled at the boy.

"I'm y/n" I said sticking my hand out for him to shake. He took it smiling back at me.

“I’m Nick”

"So your here to see Julie?" I asked ringing the doorbell for the two of us.

"Uh yeah. I didn't get to see her last night after the show so I thought I'd bring her these" He said showing me the flowers in his hand.

"How sweet. The broken hearted teenager fighting for his girl" I spoke mischievously raising an eyebrow.

"I'm sorry what?" He asked.

"Julie's told me about you Nick. It seems she's canceled on you a few times now hasn't she?"

"Well yeah but that's just because she was busy"

"Are you sure about that? In all honesty she just doesn't seem that interested if you ask me"

"R-really?" He asked looking down with a frown.

I cheekily bit my lip as the front door opened.

Taking my chance and caught the boy off guard, pulling him in for a passionately rough kiss.

Making sure that he fell into the trance. The flowers in his hand fell to the ground as he held my waist pulling me closer.

"N-Nick? Y/n?!" Julie's voice rang through my ears.

"Oh Julie. I-uh didn't see you there" I panted pulling away.

Slipping a note into Nicks hand before his eyes went from purple swirls back to his normal eyes color.

"J-Julie" he stuttered going to pick up the flowers.

"I-I don't know what happened"

"I think I can explain what's going on here. Nicks just not that into you Jules. Sorry. Anyways don't tell Luke about this. Wouldn't want anyone to get hurt now would we? See you later" I smirked walking down the front path of the house. Leaving the two dumbfounded.

I made sure I was out of sight before poofing away to the one place I called home. Awaiting for my revenge.

Julie's POV

I stood there in shock as y/n walked away. Leaving Nick and I standing on my front porch.

"Julie I- I can explain. She just- She was here and we started talking. I didn't even know her. I though she was your friend"

"I did too" I mumbled in confusion. What was wrong with her?

"She left me this. It probably her number but I don't want it. Your the only girl I want Julie" He said throwing the paper on the ground.

"I-I don't know what to say Nick. I um- can we talk about this later?"

"Of course. Take all the time you need"

"I will"

"These are for you by the way" He said sticking his hand out holding a bouquet of flowers.

"Thanks" I muttered watching as he too walked down the same path out the front gate. I picked up the paper Nick dropped. Confusion coursing through me. Until I opened the paper.

She's home at last. But alone. Don't make this any harder and come join my house band or else....

~Your friend at the HGC

I read to myself. Everything making sense now. I had to show the boys.

Y/n's POV

I glared at Caleb who sat across from me. Specifically at the same table we were seated at the very first night we entered this dump.

"They're not gonna come" I stated crossing my arms.

"Really? You think so?"

"They're not that stupid"

"Y/n you underestimate your bandmates. Your Luke's girlfriend, Alex's sister, and Reggies bestfriend. Of course they're coming for you. And when they do they'll be gifted with a new stamp. Just like you" He grinned at me making me scoff.

As if on cue someone flashed into the middle of the room making me audibly groan in frustration.

"Seriously?!" I shouted.

"Told you" Caleb spoke making me roll my eyes.

"Boys welcome home"

"This isn't our home. We came for my sister and we're leaving" Alex spoke up.

"That doesn't seem to be on my schedule for the day. Why don't I have Dante help get you boys settled into your new rooms?"

"Y/n let's go"

"She's not going anywhere. She can't yet"

"Why not?"

"Show them" Caleb said as I glared dagger through him.

"Oh now you don't want to speak. Don't be rude y/n show them what I've gifted you" Caleb encouraged me again.

I simply kept quiet with my arms still crossed.

"Fine then I'll show them" I let out a scream as my arms separated from each other turning until my wrist was finally viable to the three boys in front of me.

"What did you do?" Reggie asked as they inspected the golden stamp on my wrist.

"This my dear pal Reginald is a new stamp and once activated will send shocks through y/n here once again. Only this time it'll hurt just about three times as bad. That is until you agree to become apart of my house-band. Or you could just leave her here on her own it's your choice really" Caleb spoke tapping my wrist.

My eyes widened as the stamp began to float in the air before placing itself back on my wrist.

Suddenly an excruciating pain coursed through my body immediately making me drop to my knees.

"You have until tonight's show to make up your mind" He spoke before flashing out leaving us alone in the empty ballroom. Immediately I was engulfed by a pair of strong arms as the pain tingled on my wrist.

"Y/n! Baby are you okay?" Luke asked wiping away the stray tears that had escaped my eyes

"What happened? How'd Caleb get to you?"

"It was in front of Julie's house this morning. I went to ring the doorbell. I didn't even get to do it before Caleb showed up, possessed my body, made me kiss Nick in front of Julie, and then brought me here"

"He made you do what?!" Luke shouted.

"Uh- did she not mention that?" I asked sheepishly.

"She did not"

"All she said was that you were acting really weird and that you left this note" Alex said pulling out a folded up letter from his back pocket.

"Then forget, I said it" I quickly spoke attempting to move the conversation along.

"We'll talk about his later. We need to figure out how to get this stamp off your wrist" Luke said inspecting it closely.

We sat in Julie's garage trying to come up with an idea on how to get the stamp off which wasn't going so well since it still was sending electric shocks directly through my body.

I groaned in pain as another jolt course me evidently leaving me weaker as the time passed. It was getting dark out and we were running out of time.

"Guys it's almost 8:30. The show starts at 9:00" Julie said showing us her phone screen.

"We've got to figure out how to get this thing off" Luke shouted in frustration at the rest of the band.

The three of them expressing concern on their faces.

"Okay we have to think. What happened last night? What did we do to make your stamps disappear" Julie asked as Luke helped me sit up.

"Easy. Julie said she loved us. We said it back then we hugged"

"That's it! Julie said she loved us. She connected with us and we did with her"

"So your saying Julie has to say it again and hug y/n?" Reggie asked.

"We could try it" Julie suggested walking over to me.

I nodded standing up immediately falling back down as I was zapped once more. The stamp on my wrist tingling afterwards.

"Baby are you okay?" Luke whispered holding me in his arms.

"I-I'm fine. Let's just get this over with" I spoke standing up once more.

I looked at the girl in front of me seeing her eyes filled with hope.

"I love you" She spoke softly pulling me in for a hug.

"I love you you too Jules" I whispered in her ear. We pulled back seeing the stamp flatly sitting upon my skin.

"It- it didn't work"

"Do it again" Luke demanded.

"It's not gonna work Luke"

"It has to. Do it again" He ordered. I shook my head no looking at the girl in front of me. Her eyes beginning to tear up.

"It's okay Julie. I'll be okay" I whispered wiping away the single tear that left her eyes.

"Don't worry about me"

"How could I not? I can't lose you a second time y/n. Your like my big sister and I really do love you"

"I love you too. But I guess it only worked the one time" I said before another shock hit me.

"We could always figure out your unfinished business" Reggie suggested as I regained my posture.

"We don't have time"

"I have to get the Hollywood ghost club before that show or I'll become thin air"

"I'm coming with you" Luke said standing up.

"No your not. You are staying here. With Julie. Where your safe"

"Julie's not my girlfriend you are. So I'm going with you whether you like it or not. I'm sure Caleb wouldn't mind anyways"

"Luke Patterson you are not going anywhere"

"He's not but I am" Alex spoke.

"I am too"

"Not you guys too" I groaned looking at Julie for help.

"Do you understand what'll happen if you guys come back with me? Calebs going to brand you for life"

"So what?”

"So everything we've accomplished up to now would've been for nothing"

"It's going to be nothing if your not here with us" Reggie spoke.

"Julie a little help here"

"You guys need to go with her" The girl said letting out a breath.

"No Jules. You need them here with you. It's not Julie and the Phantoms without the Phantoms"

"Forget about the band right now y/n. You need them with you. You can't live whatever life you have left without your friends, your family, and your true love" I sighed looking at the girl who smiled softly at me.

"You guys brought music back into my life and for that I'll be forever grateful. And with Flynn I'll get through this. But I will never forgive myself if I separate you from your boys" She said making my eyes water.

"Our boys" I corrected her pulling her in for a tight hug.

I sighed in content as the rest of the boys joined our hug one last time.

"I love you guys"

"We love you too"

And that's when I felt it.

The feeling from last night. I was no longer week. The tingling had stopped.

"Your shining!" Julie gasped pulling away first.

Smiles formed on everyone's faces as the stamp arose form my wrist dispersing into thin air.

"W-we did it!" We did it!" Alex shouted jumping up and down excitedly.

"It makes sense now. I didn't just hug one of you. I hugged all of you!"

"I guess love really does conquer all" Luke stated pulling me into his arms, making sure to leave space so I could still look up at him.

"We did it baby"

"We did it" I confirmed pulling him in for a loving passionate kiss with everyone cheering in the background.

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Up Next: Charlie Gillespie x Reader

Jeremy Shada x Reader

Charlie Gillespie x Owen Patrick Joyner x Reader

Reggie Peters x Reader

Charlie Gillespie x Reader

Reggie Peters x Reader

Carrie Wilson x Reader

Sunset Curve x Reader

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[sunflowerim]

I LOVE YOU 3000!

-PART 26

Weekend 2

Harry arrived right on time. Louis opened the door to a warm smile and a basket of chocolate.

"Ok, when I said don't bring pizza, I certainly didn't mean, 'bring loads of chocolates'", Louis laughed, letting Harry in.

"What can I say, I'm such a gentleman," Harry replied with an all knowing smile.

Harry had barely stepped into the apartment when Clifford ran to him. Harry was a bit startled, but soon crouched down and started scratching Cliff behind his ears.

"Someone's not asleep today. How are you Cliffy. You gonna watch a movie with us?", Harry babbled on in a childlike voice as Louis shut the door behind them and moved over to the couch, eyes never leaving Harry.

"Do you know what movie we're watching today?" Louis asked.

"The Incredible Hulk. I've done my research thank you."

"Good," Louis smiled getting the remote. Everything else was already set up.

Harry got up and walked to the couch, Clifford on his heel and as soon as he sat down, Clifford settled himself on Harry's feet.

"So what brought this sudden change of demeanor?" Harry asked, patting Cliff's head.

"Maybe he's expecting more treats."

"Shit. I mean sorry. I didn't get anything for him. I mean I wanted to, but I didn't know if he had any preference or restrictions."

"Chill Harry, I have his food stocked up for a whole month. You needn't get him anything. I was just teasing."

"Oh. Okay."

"You didn't answer my question."

"What was it again?"

"Chocolates."

"Oh that. Well, I saw the stash of chocolates on your fridge the other day, so I got you some more. It was good to know that you have a sweet tooth. But seriously, so many chocolates Louis! One would think you're a five year old."

"Hey, those were not mine."

"Cliff surely doesn't eat those. Do you Cliff?" Harry said, looking down at Clifford during the last bit and scratching his ears, to which he gave a joyful bark. "See, he says no."

"Don't turn my son against me", Louis replied, faux-offended. "No really, those aren't mine. My niece and nephew go to the school around the corner, and they drop by randomly to spend time with their beloved uncle and I spoil them with chocolates."

"How sweet. But am I supposed to believe that you never grab chocolates for yourself?"

"I'm only human Harry. Ofcourse I do."

"Thought as much."

"You wanna see their pictures?"

"Sure."

Louis scrolled in his gallery and pulled out a picture of him holding the hands of two kids on his either side. The shot was taken on a football pitch, Louis wearing a white jersey and the two kids wearing red ones.

"That's Lux and Theo. They accompanied me as mascots that year."

"You play football?"

"What does it look like?"

"No, I mean not just casual games, proper matches! Wow. You're that passionate about it?"

"Yeah, you could say that," Louis smiled at the picture.

"Your niece and nephew are so cute."

"I know right. And you must know they're equally mischievous. Little pranksters."

"Wonder who taught them", Harry teased.

"Cool uncle Louis might have had something to do with it, but you didn't hear it from me."

"Never. My lips are sealed."

"Good."

"That reminds me." Harry fished out his phone and paused. "Do you mind if I get a picture if you?"

"Yeah, but why?"

"I'll save it as your contact image."

"Oh sure."

Louis smiled softly and Harry's heart skipped a beat. He kept staring at Louis through the phone and it wasn't until Louis cleared his throat, that Harry realised what he was supposed to do.

"Just a minute. And--- we're done. Looking good!"

Louis smiled bashfully as he saw Harry open his contact to save the picture. That's when he saw the name.

Lou :)

Louis melted into a puddle at his contact name on Harry's phone and instantly felt bad about saving Harry's name as simply Harry Styles. Looks too professional. He made a mental note to change it later.

"My turn." Louis focussed his camera on Harry, as the boy smiled widely, dimples popping up. Louis smiled too and took the picture. He looked at it for a second before shoving his phone back in his pocket. "Movie?"

"Yeah," Harry replied, easing back in the couch.

"Yeah. No wait- shit I forgot." With that Louis jumped from the couch and sprinted towards the kitchen. Harry sat confused for a while before Louis re-emerged with a tray containing a huge bowl and two plates and cutlery.

"I hope you like pasta."

"Yeah. Oh. Wow. You cooked for me?"

"Haha no Harold. Let's not get ahead of ourselves. I can't cook. I had my helper make it."

"Oh."

"Disappointed?" Louis laughed.

"No no, I was just momentarily surprised."

Louis smiled as he set the tray down on the coffee table and and hit play on the remote.

Once again, Louis watched Harry's reaction with great amusement, but this time, he noticed something else too. He noticed Harry's jaw drop every time, the lead actor got shirtless and how terrified he looked everytime he changed to the huge Hulk.

"Don't get too attached Harry. He's only starring in this movie. A different actor plays Hulk in the rest of the movies."

And Harry looked so sad at that, Louis melted.

"Aww, poor Haz."

Harry's lips quirked upwards at the pet name and from the corner of his eyes he could see Louis tense beside him.

"Um, sorry. I didn't mean to--"

"No, nono it's okay. You can call me Haz. I like it."

"Okay." Louis continued after a pause, "remember when I told you not to call me Lou?"

"Yeah, shit sorry, I know last week it slipped off my tongue once or twice."

"Yeah, no I mean, you can call me Lou too."

"Okay," Harry smiled and returned to the screen.

The time passed by pleasantly between movie, pasta, timid glances towards each other and Clifford switching between Harry and Louis' laps.

After the movie ended, Harry turned towards Louis and held his hand out. "Give me your phone."

"What? Why?"

"Just open your Instagram explore page and give. Don't worry I'll not snoop around."

Louis did as told and Harry typed out a username and and clicked on it.

"Here's my private account." Harry said, handing Louis back the phone. "You can follow me here if you want. I can actually post freely on here."

Louis looked st the screen hs94.

Louis didn't want to check it in front of Harry. So he just smiled and nodded. "I will."

Harry smiled back.

"Guess, I should leave now."

Louis ignored the sad voice in his head that had reappeared again.

"Until next week Louis Tomlinson," Harry called walking out the door.

"Until next week Harry."

And as Harry left, Louis took out his phone and edited Harry's contact.

PREVIOUS / NEXT

INTRO

[itsonlyahiatus-ihope]

Louis Tomlinson

Before I met the boys I was litterly a hardcore Directioner. I would be in the front row of as many One Direction concerts as I possibly could, I'd be singing along to every single word that came out of the boy's mouths... And even the ones that didn't. But now, I get to be front row and singing every word, but I know that after the show I get to go home with one of those boys. And even though I'm dating one of them, I still feel like that fan girl that I once was. I mean you know what they say, Once a fan girl always a fan girl. "Hey love." Louis said as he walked into our shared room. "Hey!" I said before he planted a kiss on my lips. "You look stunning as always." He said making me blush. "And you look hot as always." "Who me?" He said joking. "No the guy behind you!" I said sarcasticly. He laughed a bit and I asked, "So you excited for the show today?" "Yup first show of the tour! The best part, is that you will be there front row." I looked away not wanting to tell him the truth. "Or, are you not gonna be there?" He said sounding kind of hurt. "My mom asked me to go have lunch with her and spend the day with her." "Oh." "Listen I'll try and make it back in time." "It's fine y/n. Spend time with your mom." He said with a smile even though you knew it was fake. "I'm really sorry babe." "It's fine." My heart sank knowing he was upset. "Well, I should probably get heading out." I said. "Yeah me too." "Okay, well I love you." "Love you too." I kissed him and then grabbed my purse.

*while driving*

I was driving and I was almost to my mom's house when I got a text

Mom: Hey y/n, sorry I forgot about our plans. I have some work business that I have to get to. Can we plan on rescheduling?

You: That's alright, we can make new plans soon.

I immediately turned the car around. I knew I only had like a hour and a half till the show started. So I went straight to the show. I got there about 3 minutes before the show started. Right before I pulled in I got a call from Harry. "Hey, I thought you were gonna be here." "I am. Just don't tell Louis. Can you get Paul to come outside so I can get in." "Yeah, but why can't I tell Louis." "You'll see." "Okay, Paul is headed outside." "Okay, see you on stage!" "Bye." "Bye." I got out of the car as fast as I could and met Paul at the back door. He helped me get to the front right where Louis would be standing. Soon the beginning to Midnight Memories started. They went through the whole song without Louis noticing me. He seemed upset and it hurt knowing he was. Then Little Things started to play. It was yours and Louis song (pretend Louis helped write it). I sang every word, but when it went to Louis part I stop singing and just listened. While he was singing he looked out in the crowd. He found you. He soon had a huge smile on his face and was singing while looking at me.

*after the show*

I was about to try to find a way out so I could be backstage before the boys were. But I was struggling. After their second to last song I saw Louis whisper to one of the security guards. "Do you need help getting out?" The security guard asked me. I nodded in response and he helped lift me over the metal gate. Girls were screaming at the fact that this was happening, because no one knew Louis and I were together. I was about to walk to backstage when I heard Niall say, "Louis, looks like we have a run away fan." I looked back and Niall was pointing to me. (Famous nouis line...) "In the words of the hit song by Carly Rae Jepson..." "Where'd you think your going baby!?!" They both said at the same time. I laughed a bit then Louis said, "Come on, don't be shy. Come 'ere." Louis said waving me over. I was confused, because we both agreed to keep our relationship a secret for a bit longer. I walked closer and Louis said, "Why don't you come on stage love?" I smiled then the security guard helped lift me up on the stage. Louis put out his hands to help me up. As I got on stage Louis hugged me tightly then whispered in my ear, "Watch this." I was confused but then he picked up the microphone and said, "For any of you who don't know who this is, which is probably most of you. This is my amazing wonderfully beautiful girlfriend y/n. I love her, and I thought what would be a better time to tell everyone about us other than now. I realized there wasn't. So that's why I wanted her to be at this show so badly." Everyone cheered and awed. After about 20 seconds my phone started blowing up from messages with my 1D group chat which started out as all girls who love one direction and is now just a bunch of my amazing friends. Soon I got off stage and messaged back on the group chat.

Sarah: y/n I know you said you had a boyfriend but you never said your boyfriend if Louis Fucking Tomlinson!

Chloe: It's litterly in her bio

Sarah: Yeah, but that was meant as a joke.

Chloe: Aren't we talking about her joking about being in love with Louis?

Ruby: Wtf are you guys talking about?

Sarah: I'm at a 1D show rn and Louis just brought y/n on stage and said that she's his girlfriend!

Ruby: NO WAY! Y/N HOW COULD YOU NOT TELL US!?!

Chloe: You go girl!

Jane: Wait how long have y'all been a thing?

Anna: ☝️ my thoughts exactly.

Sarah: y/n! Why aren't you answering?!? It's not like ur on stage anymore!

Chloe: Y/N!!!!!!!!!!!

Y/n: Guys chill!

Anna: Look it's Mrs. Tomlinson!

Y/n: y'all are so anoying!

Sarah: Okay but seriously, why didnt you tell us!?!

Y/n: Because Louis and I decided to keep it a secret.

Chloe: But we're your best friends.

Y/n: Yeah, and you also run some of the biggest 1D fan pages and blogs.

Ruby: Okay, she does make a good point.

Y/n: Okay well I g2g.... Text later K?

Ruby: K ttyl!

Chloe: go have fun sucking face with ur boyfriend!

Sarah: bye

Anna: Peace!✌️

Jojo: WTF DID I MISS!?!?

After a few moments all the boys came off stage. I immediately hugged Louis. "So, what did your girls think?" "They all don't know what to believe anymore." "Well they should start believing it. Cause it's not going away." He said as he pressed his lips to mine.

[jellyfishbeansontoast]

Miss New York

I. Miss tribeca

This is the first part in a series cowritten by @https-luna and I.

When Sarah's cousin visits for the summer from New York City will she find friends in the kooks or pogues. Mallory Lexington has to find out how to convince the Cameron's to let her stay whilst also figuring out what she likes or, who she likes.

Sarah huffed sitting down next to John B, who had been tinkering with a Rubik's cube for the last ten minutes. Everyone was just outside the chateau; John B on the porch, JJ working on the Twinkie, and then Pope and Kie were having a side conversation about global warming. Sarah's arms were crossed over her chest and her face was screwed up in slight anger.

John B raised a brow at her. "Everything alright?” Sarah didn't answer at first, but had begun gnawing on her bottom lip.

Upon turning her head to face John B, she sighed and relaxed her tense shoulders. "My cousin is coming from New York City and staying with us for the summer."

John B furrowed his brows in confusion. "And that's a problem because..." Sarah turned to give John B a sharp glare.

Turning back to continue watching JJ work on the Twinkie, she sighed again. "Because she's from Rose's side of the family and I've never met her before. And if she's from New York City, then it's safe to say she's a stuck up bitch."

John B sniggered a little, and JJ's head pops out from behind the hood of the Twinkie at the mention of Sarah's cousin. "When you say cousin, do mean like, ten year old cousin or like our age cousin?" Sarah gives JJ a 'are you serious look' and rolls her eyes.

"Yes JJ, she's our age. Turns seventeen soon too apparently." JJ nods his head a little and looks back down at the Twinkie.

Looking back up at Sarah, he licks his lips and there's a certain twinkle in his eyes. "Is she hot?" Sarah groans rolling her head back.

Pope and Kiara are tuning into the conversation now, interested in the mysterious cousin Sarah's talking about.

Pope turns his head towards JJ when he hears the question. "Are you serious, JJ?" Pope sends JJ a look of disbelief and shakes his head.

JJ shrugs his shoulders, "Its a valid question, Pope." Kie rolls her eyes, mumbling something about being friends with a bunch of children.

"But it's really not a valid question," Pope fires back.

"Well, of course it is!"

"No, it's not."

"Why isn't -"

Sarah let's out a loud groan, cutting JJ off. "Well, whether it's a valid question or not, I don't know what she looks like; what part of 'never met her before' did you not catch." Sarah shoots, annoyed with the conversation in front of her.

JJ shrugs again, now pouting at the fact that Sarah was right when she said she didn't know what the mysterious girl looked like.

John B, now done messing with the the Rubik's cube, speaks up. "So when is she gonna be here?"

Sarah purses her lips in concentration. "Uhhh, I think Rose said by sometime tonight. Like dinner time, I'm pretty sure." Everybody nods their heads at the girl's words.

It's quiet for a few moments before Kie speaks up. "So what do you guys say we go surfing awhile nothing better to do."

Mallory was sat in the backseat of the Cameron car. Ward in the drivers seat and Rose in the passengers seat. Her pink acrylic nails filled the silence as she typed a quick text to her mom saying they should be at the house soon. After sending the text, she shut her phone off and sat it in between her jean clad legs.

Taking a look out the car window, she saw a view of the ocean. The setting sun reflecting brightly off the water. "The sunsets nice," Mallory spoke up, the silence becoming too much.

Rose tilts her head a little at the sound of her niece's voice. "Oh, yeah. It usually is on clear days."

"I guess you aren't too used to sunsets, huh." Ward pipes up, glancing at her through the rearview mirror.

Mallory quietly laughed a the comment, "No. Not when you're from 'The City That Never Sleeps'." Ward chuckles at the joke.

It didn't take much longer to reach the house. Pulling up into the driveway leading to the Cameron residence, Mallory takes the time to take in the house. Her lips pull into a frown at the sight, a certain distaste for it residing within her.

Parking and shutting off the car, Ward and Rose both hop out. Rounding the other side of the car, Ward opened up the door for Mallory. "You like it?" Rose asked.

Mallory plastered on a fake, tight-lipped smile and nodded her head at her overly enthusiastic aunt.

"Why don't you show her to her room, Rose. I'll start bringing in some of her bags. And if you see Rafe, tell him to come out and help." Ward grunts, lifting one of Mallory's pink Louis Vuitton suitcases out of the trunk.

Rose sends a quick smile towards him, then turned her attention back to Mallory. "You ready?" Rose asks.

Mallory nods her head in response, "Yeah, but I'm just gonna grab my bag real quick. I'll follow." She sends Rose another forced smile and grabs the bag she had with her in the car, and turns back around to see Rose waiting for her just by the front door. Groaning quietly to herself, she rolls her eyes before following suit to meet Rose.

Rose opens up the front door, and steps inside onto the polished wooden floor. Mallory follows, her black strappy heels clicking against the floor. She looks around, taking the house in, and her resentment for the house only seemed to grow.

But before she had too much time to think about it, Rose spoke up. "Your room is just up these steps." And she started walking up the steps she spoke of previously, Mallory tailing close behind.

The sound of music was easily recognizable as Mallory marched up the steps. Rose seemed to think so too, letting out a sigh. "That's probably Rafe. God only knows what he's doing." When they made it up the stairs, Rose walked a little further ahead to knock on who you assumed was Rafe's door. The door remained closed, even after Rose's persistent knocking. When Rose opened up the door, Mallory was met with the smell of weed and the booming sound of music.

Rose stood in the doorway of Rafe's room, and spotted Rafe, Kelce, and Topper scattered around. Seeing Rose, Rafe turned off the music, and all three boys casted their attention to her.

Sending Rafe a look of disapproval and disgust, she spoke up. "Really Rafe?" Rafe didn't say anything and Rose just sighed. "Your cousin is here. Your father wants you to go down and help bring her bags up to her room." Rafe doesn't go to move from his spot on the bed; instead opting to give Rose an overdramatic eye roll. "Rafe," Rose says in a warning tone. Mallory moves closer to her aunt's spot in the doorway and peeks her head to get a quick view of the room. Still not seeing anybody moving, she narrows her eyes and gets ready to say something before Rose speaks again. "Now, Rafe."

Rafe shifts in his spot and sits up. "Why can't you and her do it?" He nods his head in Mallory's direction. "I'm busy."

"Because Rose is showing me to my room, and you were the one asked to do it." Mallory steps in. Arms crossed, and eyes expectant, she glares at Rafe. Rafe glares back at her and brings his 6'2 frame off his bed and stops short in front of Mallory.

Mallory moves out of the way to let him through and sends him a grin. Rafe's eyes narrow even more and his jaw clenches. Moving out of his room, he knocks his shoulder against Mallory's smaller 5'7 form. She can hear his thundering footsteps going down the stairs as she turns back to face Rose.

Rose sighs, and sends Mallory a thankful smile. "You boys staying for dinner tonight?" Rose asks, looking back at the two boys still in the room. Her eyes flicker between the two, awaiting their response. But neither answer, too busy ogling Mallory.

Mallory catches the eye of Topper and sends him a questioning look. Topper looks away and back to Rose. "Yeah, I'll stay."

Rose nods her head and smiles at him before turning her attention to Kelce. "You staying, Kelce?"

Kelce shakes his head. "Nah, I'm busy tonight." He stands up, Topper following suit, and they both make their way down the staircase.

Rose let's out a tired sigh, "Well lemme show you to your room." Mallory nods and let's out a small yawn, which Rose catches. She chuckles, "Tired?" Mallory smiles a little and nods again. "Well dinner hasn't been started yet. You can catch some sleep if you want. And I'll have someone come and wake you a few minutes before dinner is ready if you'd like."

"Yeah. That sounds really nice." Opening up the door to Mallory's bedroom for the summer, Rose steps in first, Mallory following close after her.

Walking forward, Mallory runs her fingers lightly against the pink bedding covering the king size bed. "You like it?" Mallory turns her head at the question. "I went and got some stuff to make you feel more comfortable. I wasn't a hundred percent sure what your favorite color was so I asked your mother."

Mallory appreciated the extra step Rose took to make her feel as comfortable as possible, knowing she's never been there before. "I appreciate it, Aunt Rose. Really"

Rose sends Mallory a bright smile, her shoulders relaxing and Mallory sends a genuine smile back. "Well, I better go get started on dinner. I'll leave you to settle in, and Rafe and Ward should be up with your bags soon." Rose finishes, sending Mallory one last smile before leaving and closing the door softly behind her.

Sighing, Mallory took off her shoes and left them beside the door. She grabbed the bag she carried up with her from the car and pulled out her phone charger. Plugging it into the outlet beside the bed, she connected it to her phone. Mallory let out a huff laying down, and pulled the covers of the bed over her body.

Sometime later, Mallory found herself being woken up but loud knocks on the door. She groaned and opened her eyes. Blinking a few times to rid whatever sleep was still present in her eyes, she sat up and stretched her stiff limbs. Another knock sounded at the door, and she let out another groan, pulling herself out of the cloud-like bed.

Opening the door, she was met with an irritated Rafe. He looks at her, "Dinner's ready." He pulled himself from her doorway and marched back down the stairs, leaving her alone once again.

She rolled her green eyes and turning to grab her phone of the nightstand, she spotted her bags Ward and Rafe had brought up. Trudging her tired body over to the bags, she opened one and pulled out a t-shirt and a pair of leggings to swap out with her tight, high-waisted jeans and her baby blue tube top.

Her bare feet patted against the hardwood floor as she made her way down the steps and too the dining room. Stopping short in the doorway, she spotted the one seat open was next to Topper. Rose was the first one to notice her. "Mallory! Come have a seat." She pats the seat next to Topper and Mallory purses her lips as she sits next to him.

Dinner had all around been quiet; save for a few questions from Ward and Rose about life in New York, and what she plans on doing after she graduates from school.

After everyone was done eating, Ward had excused himself back to his office, Rose was out in the kitchen starting the dishes, Sarah and Wheezie had retreated back to their rooms, and Rafe had cleared a few things from the table before claiming he had to use the bathroom, which left Mallory and Topper cleaning the rest.

There was noticeable awkward silence between the pair, the only sounds being the clanking of the dishes as they cleaned. Topper was the one to break the silence. "I'm uh - I'm Topper. Thornton." Mallory turns her head and takes a quick glance at him upon hearing him.

She looks back down at the plate in front of her before speaking. "Yeah I kinda gathered that from earlier."

Topper blushes and nods. "Right, right. Sorry."

Mallory grins at his flustered state. "I'm Mallory Lexington. Its nice to meet you."

He nods his head and let's out an awkward laugh. "Um, so any plans for tomorrow?" He asks.

Mallory shakes her head. "No. Not really. I thought about heading to the beach just to hang out for a little. But other than that, no."

Topper nods his head and furrows his brow, deep in thought. Its silent for few moments before he speaks again. "Well me and the boys were thinking about going out on my boat tomorrow if you wanted to come."

Mallory takes in his words and sends him a nod and a dimpled smile. "Sure! That sounds great. Just um - just let Rafe or I know what time tomorrow, yeah?" Mallory finishes, walking away with a stack of plates in her hands.

She'd planned on staying in for the night. Maybe listen to a bit of music and unpack. A kegger on the beach definitely wasn't planned but Mallory wasn't the type to turn down a party or free booze.

Sarah had invited her. Rose encouraged her to go, saying it'd be nice for her to make some friends whilst she stayed her. Rafe had told her about the pogues before about how she should stay away from them and they were good for nothing. Mallory just raised an eyebrow and rolled her eyes.

Sarah handed you a red cup full of bad smelling liquid and dragged you over to her friends. There was an awkward silence for a few seconds before the blond one spoke up "this your hot cousin?".

Sarah glared at him, "this is-"

"Mallory Lexington, Sarah's cousin."

Sarah grimaced and sent John B a pointed look, remembering the conversation from earlier. Sarah turns to Mallory "this is John B, Pope Heyward, jj maybank and kiara carrera" they all murmur half-hearted greetings as their names are called out.

Mallory took a sip from her cup and scrunched up her face "what is this stuff it's gross"

She brings the cup away from her face and narrows her eyes when she hears kie scoff at her. "Not what you're used to, is it barbie?" jj snorts and Pope sends him a quick jab to the ribs.

Mallory nods and chuckles at the name and the joke thrown in with it. "Yeah, no no, that's funny. You're pretty funny carrera," she pauses and a dark grin works its way onto her lips. "Wanna know something?"

"hmm?" Kie responds with a head tilt.

What happens next, no one sees coming. Mallory pulls the hand holding the drink closer to her body and throws the contents on Kie. "I can be pretty funny too." and with that, she tosses her now empty cup on the ground just inches away from Kie's feet. Kie's face is dripping with beer now, and her shirt is soaked through and sticking to her skin.

Mallory turns with a satisfied look on her face and has every intention of getting as far away from them as possible. She doesn't know where she's going but her feet still propel her further away from the group standing in shock.

"You could at least throw your cup away!" Mallory pauses mid step when she hears Kie shout after her.

Turning back to face Kie; she licks her lips and sends the girl a grin. "if you're so fucking horny for the environment, why don't you pick up the goddamn thing yourself?" as she turns on her heels and marches away.

After a couple of minutes of walking Mallory found herself at the car park. She'd forgotten Sarah had driven her and her pride was too big to turn around and ask for a lift.

She heard footsteps behind her and turned around to see Topper breathlessly running after her. "I saw you leave the beach" he calls, slowing down to a walk.

"I thought the pogues were supposed to be nice and welcoming"

Topper finally reaches Mallory "you don't want to get mixed up with them, do you need a ride?"

Mallory nods and Topper leads the way to his car.

Mallory fiddles with the radio to break the silence in the car. Topper stays concentrated on the road. "this isn't the route I took with Sarah" Mallory says questioningly.

"Oh yeah, I thought we could pick up ice cream or something on the way, figured you'd need it after the drama at the beach"

Mallory laughs lightly "thank you, how many people saw that?"

Topper hesitates "everyone at the party"

Mallory groans and leans her head on the window "great first impression, how am I supposed to make friends here"

"wow I'm just not good enough" he sighs jokingly, faking a hurt expression.

Topper pulls drives through the drive through to get ice cream. He insists that she wait till they are out of the car because 'Mallory you are not fucking up my car with some ice cream stain'. Once he gets to the Cameron's estate, where he's been so many times, they both sit on the front step eating ice creams in silence.

Mallory finishes first and makes a move to go inside. Topper stands up as well, they awkwardly stare at each other for a few minutes until Mallory nods slightly "thanks for the ride, and the ice cream"

Topper smiles and nods, he moves towards the front door to open it for her "Topper, I can open a door myself"

He raises his hands up in a joking surrender and steps away. He leaves Mallory to go inside by herself as he walks back to his car and slides into the drivers seat.

Mallory pushes open the door, expecting to be able to make it upstairs without any interruption. She didn't expect both Ward and Rose to be behind the door waiting with disapproving looks on their faces.

some friends:

@rae131415 @ilovejjmaybank @outerbankslut​ @diverdcwn​ @spideymyluv @midnightmagicmusings @sguymon21 @outerbongs @laneybobeczko-g @starlightstarkey

[just-a-writing-fan]

Stark Contrast Ch2

Warnings: abuse, drug use, drug selling, sexual abuse, underaged girl making drinks, drinking, cursing, fire

Pairing: none yet

"Y/N, stay here or walk around just do whatever and leave me alone," your mom walks away into the crowd at the party. "Mommy, I was telling you what happened." "Okay, okay, what happened Honey?" She tries to sound as though she cares. "Dakota-" "Yeah, yeah, that's nice," she rushes off once she spots what she came here for. It was the white powdered stuff she liked.

You looked around, this place, this party was filled with glamorous people, gowns and heels and diamond tennis bracelet and Chanel watches with gold bands and diamonds inside, perfectly personally tailored suits. You were nine but you knew things. Like you knew how to make a mean mixed drink or two, you knew this stuff wasn't Goody powder like she said because when you asked her if you could have some for a headache she said no, and you knew how to play piano, you knew how to fix things and you knew brands. Brands that you would never wear, although you did dream of it. You looked around, several women were decked out in Versace, some in Louis Vuitton, some Dolce & Gabanna, Chanel, the men were as well; thier wrists choked in Rolexs and shoes shined to perfection. You had to let your eyes wander in admiration. You hoped someday you might wear a dress that pretty or wear rings like those on your fingers. You and Essie had a dream wedding journal with cutouts from magazine adds and you promised each other someday you would go to each other's weddings. You must have been very distracted noticing those things because the next thing you knew you had fallen and landed on your butt.

"Hey kid, I'm sorry," a man was above you and offering you a hand. You glance up, your eyes stretch. It was him. The man in the polaroid picture. Dolce & Gabanna, red and floral; black velvet lace rose print paired with shiny black shoes. Did he choose that? You noticed his hair and his eyes, bark brown hair spiked to perfection and big brown eyes, thick lashes. "Need help up?" You nod and accept his hand, "Thankyou," you smile. "Sure thing, who are you here with?" "My mommy" "Okay, be careful," he smiles and someone must have called him over. "Ey! Tony! Come show us what you' got man!" "Coming," he goes to the man with a hearty chuckle.

You don't know why you took out your flip phone and started recording a video. Maybe it was excitement that this was your first phone Dakota had gotten you and your sister, or maybe it's just that you think this Tony might be something to you. You start recording him at a table, his smile literally was lighting the room, his laughter seemed contagious to everyone around him. He was so happy from the outside, from what anyone here would assume. Did your mom know he was here? Is that why she came? No, she didn't even know your dad's name, it was the "Goody Powder" she wanted.

"BECAUSE IM WANTED! WAAANTEEDD! DEAD OR ALIVE!! IM A COWBOY!" Tony sang at the top of his lungs after he bent over and snorted some of that white stuff. "ON A STEEL HORSE I RIDE!!"

"Come on," your mom comes up behind you and grabs your shoulder, "let's go. Mommy, it's him." "Ahuh, yeah," she wipes the cocaine off of her nose. "Mommy, can I tell you what Dakota d-" "Y/N, just please shut up."

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"Esmeralda, you are my favorite you know that?" You watch Dakota whisper into her ear, again, as the three of you made dinner. "What about me?" You butt in. "Oh, you are my Babygirl," he comes over to place a kiss on your lips. "What's that?" You point with your head to the test tubes and things he had scattered all over the table. There were needles as well, giant rubber bands.

"oh, those are your mom's," he replied shortly. "No, those are hers," Essie points to some pills and a few needles in the living room on the coffee table.

"Alright, it is a science project. I'm making something that not only will pay rent this month, but, it will be revolutionary! I'll be loaded," his face is taken over by a giant toothy smile as he speaks through his teeth so as to not wake your mother who was passed out on the sofa again. He holds a test tube up and clanked his finger onto the glass and swishes the liquid in it around then kisses the bottle. That smile still there among the thick stubble on his face. "Go wash up and put on something pretty ladies, I'll finish up dinner then I will take care of you two and wake your mom up so we can eat."

"What should we wear?" "The little numbers I bout you last week," Esmeralda grabs your arm and pulls you to the bedroom. Your attention was watching Dakota while he put corks onto the test tubes and put them into his tool box for work.

"Girls! It's been 15 minutes! I'm ready and if we don't hurry the food will get cold!! Let me see my pretty girls!!"

Your sister stepped out first, wearing the skirt he bought her, "pull it up some, turn around," she does as told and he smiles, "you young lady are going to school wherever you want. Sit on my lap," he says as he finishes cooking.

"What?" Your mom sat up, holding her forehead. "I need a smoke," she lights a cigarette and let's her arm fall limp over the side of the couch.

"Y/N, come help me season this," you nod and join him by the stove. He moves you in front of him, "you aren't wearing what I bought you," he whispers near your ear through gritted teeth as he pulls your hips tight and presses your backside against him, "I'll take care of you later-," you knew that tone. "Wait, what is that?" You hear him sniff the air so you do the same. "Shit! Essie, run!! Get out, go!!! Lana!!" He forgot all about what was going on. The room was in flames.

You turn to find the living room to be the source, "Essie, get out!!" "Not without you!!" "I'll be right behind you!!" Dakota had woken your mother and gone downstairs. "What happened!?" "Mommy's cigarette started a fire! Get out!!" You ran downstairs coughing just as all the neighbors were.

"Girls alright?" "Yeah, yeah we're fine. Y/N, are you okay?" "I have to go get him," you find yourself remembering something you had forgotten. "Who!?"

"A dog! Really!? You ran into a burning building for a dog!!!?" Your sister scolds you. You said nothing and placed the dog down and watched it run back to your neighbor.

"Thankyou, thankyou," you can only nod and the local paper reporter surrounded you for photos. "How old are you!?" "12?" You cover your eyes from the flashes. "Why did you go back in!?" "I had to get him."

[minthysugamon]

Everybody wants to rule the world.

Noble Assistant! Namjoon x Assassin! Reader.

1789! AU

Word Count: 2k

Warnings: Mention of dried blood,gunshots and other stuff...i mean..it's the revolution..so yeah.

(Credit for the Original Photo: @/athenaa. I only edited it a little bit. But all credit goes to the original artist who posted the photo first in it's original version)

(Painting: La liberté guidant le peuple by Eugène Delacroix)

14 Juillet 1789,

The streets were overcrowded,people were standing for hours in front of the Bastille. Everybody knew...the reunion of the General Estates was chaotic. The deputies spent months to collect all the reviews that could help them make a reform,that could help the Third Estate to have the same rights as the nobility...but instead of that,King Louis XVI refused all the changes that should have been made. So...the whole Third Estate was back to case one. It was no surprise when the King had dismissed the assembly to go back to his residence. But what surprised him was the determination that the future National Assembly had. They swore,they will give France a constitution,they make up the large majority of the country,they can do it without being harmed too much. The King still didn't care about the 1200 Deputies plea for equality. But dear lord,the Regent was wrong for ignoring all the warning signs about the revolution.

But there she was,waiting for her brother to come back,in a house near the Bastille..waiting for the three volounteers to come out with the gun powder. Not as if she wanted to kill or wound someone..but..she wanted to participate. She wanted to see how people will take over the power. Her brother is a Lawyer...Maximilien Robespierre is his name. But since she is a woman..she will never have the chance to become one...she can only learn from him,in secret,because work is a taboo for women.

"Why are you here?" Her brother grabbed her wrist,looking her dead in the eye. He wasn't amused,at all. "I..i just wanted to come..to see if everything was alright...Mère s'inquiète pour vous¹..." He sighed,letting her wrist go,and he bowed his head. "I told you clearly to stay in Arras,didn't i? You are too curious for your own good. One day it will bring you trouble." She cracked a small smile,only for a moment though,and while she exhaled,she whispered a small "Je le sais,mon frère.²" As she sat down,in front of the window,Maximilien went behind her and watched the chaos unfold in front of the Bastille. "What are they trying to do?" She looked up at him,with glassy eyes. She would never admit it but as much as the revolution gave her adrenaline and excited her...she was also scared. Scared of what will happen. "They are trying to get the gun powder...i guess Launey still didn't give in to take the cannons back." He watched as the people were getting more and more impatient,and then,he headed out of the small townhouse. Since she was also the curious type,she headed out after him. "LA POUDRE. LA POUDRE. DONNEZ-NOUS LA POUDRE³". The crowd was screaming for the gun powder. While Launey was still discussing with the three peasants.

While the crowd was roaring outside,Launey was talking with the three peasants. "Monsieur Kim,would you please tell the soldiers to retract the cannons?" The young immigrant who became Launey's assistant just looked at him confused. "But..Maître...it's nearly impossible to get them retracted,we don't have the King's authorisation." And as the three peasants looked at him with an evil expression,the assistant hesitantly said "I will try to persuade them...but i may need your help if anything goes wrong." The keeper of the Bastille just looked at him with a reassuring smile and said "Don't worry,Mon fils,everything will go alright. Just do as i say." The boy went up,and tried to tell the soldiers what was bound to happen if they don't take the cannons back. The soldiers just laughed and told him to piss off. But at the view of the weapons not getting retracted,the crowd was growing louder with every second that passed. The chance of them getting into the Bastille was also increasing with every shout that left their throat. The assisstant of Launey was running back down to the study of his mentor.

"Maître Launey,what are we going to do? They don't want to retract them. I tried to persuade them,but they aren't listening." Launey only sighed,and stood up. "Si vous pourriez m'excuser,je vous en serai reconnaissant.⁴" With that said,he went up with the young man that he swore to protect after his own son died in his arms due to pneumonia,and looked at the Soldiers. "I sent the message of retracting the cannons. Then why do i still see them here?"

One of the armed men was brave enough to say "We thought that your assisstant maneuvered on his own..." and to that,the Master of the Bastille answered clearly,exercising his authority on them. "Whether it's me or my assistant,you are obligated to comply to my wishes and my commands. Whether you like it or not. Now get those cannons retracted before the people think that we want to hurt them."

At the same time,the youngest Robespierre was following her brother. What Maximilien didn't know was his sister's abilities. Nobody knew,but she was the one of the best trained assassins of the country. She went in the crowd and got lost in it,so no one could see what she was about to do. Her plan was to climb to the first floor and open the gate. And it was going well until ths crowd heard a gunshot inside the court of the Bastille. "THEY KILLED THEM. THEY KILLED OUR ALLIES. LET'S SHOW THEM THAT THEY CAN'T MESS WITH US." "Merde...⁵" The swear word escaped her lips as she was near the backyard of the Bastille. But that didn't stop her. Just like how the crowd didn't stop running down the doors.

Namjoon was scared for his life. As soon as the people swarmed in as bees in a beehive,he was becoming more and more nervous. "Maître,what are we going to do?" And his mentor looked at him,with his pale face,then shouted at the brigade. "RASSEMBLEZ LA POUDRE.⁶ GET ALL THE POWDER. AND TAKE IT DOWN. WE WILL ACT ACCORDING TO WHAT WILL HAPPEN." Then he looked back at his assistant,sending him a look full of emotions and calmly said. "Son,go and hide in the study. Lock all the doors. Don't do anything wrong,and they won't get in." And for once,he spoke to him in an informal way,like how a father would tell his son how to hide. "But,Maître-" Namjoon objected to the idea of letting his mentor,but also his adoptive father in some ways,fight for the Bastille. But before he knew,he was pushed into the study by Launey,and he locked the door before going back to his soldiers. "Que Dieu...aie pitié de votre âme...Père...⁷" And with a heavy heart,he blocked the door with a cupboard and the handles with three swords..the more,the better.

While the crowd was swarming in,(Y/n) was trying to get a better view of the situation by climbing the wall of the gigantic fortress which served as the royal prison. "Pour l'amour des cieux⁸...why did that idiot have to cry wolf when nothing was going on..." and as she finally climbed the first floor which had a corridor,she sneaked in,just like a shadow,almost invisible. The people were or too busy trying to free the seven remaining prisoners,or trying to kill any guard that came their way,or to find the gun powder and leave. She was feeling nauseous from the smell of dried blood on the walls of the hall,but she won't vomit here and now,or people will think she's one of the guards or just a simple whore who paid visit to Launey. But speak of the devil. Two men saw her,and started chasing her,so in the first turn,she turned to right,then to the left and continued this pattern until she fell through a passageway to the Study.

Namjoon was shocked when he saw the girl fall through the secret passage,but nothing shocked him more than to see a girl being armed like a professional assassin. "Qui diable est-tu?⁹" his voice came out more shaky than expected. And the girl only answered "Be glad that i'm not here to kill you. Who are you? You don't seem to be from here." If she was being honest...she never saw someone like him. She could only think about the fact that he wasn't here. Thanks to the books of her father and her brother,she quickly guessed that he was from the Far East. "I asked first,mademoiselle." And she looked at him,unfazed. "Look,i don't have the time to play this. Where is Launey,i have to talk to him." And the young man picked a sword up and quickly took her in his arms to put the blade against her neck. "What do you want from him? Seeing how you are dressed and what you're carrying,i am pretty sure that you mean no good. And most probably,you're on their side. Aren't you?" The only thing she could say was a determined "Yes. But,I only want to talk. That's it. If i wanted to kill him,he would be already dea-" her voice was cut off by loud banging on the front door. "LAUNEY,ON SAIT QUE TU ES LÀ.¹⁰ STOP HIDING AND BE A MAN." And Namjoon only looked at the unknown girl,with panic in his eyes,and she looked back at him. "Go,find somewhere to hide. I'll tell them that no one was here." The assisstant looked at her with confusion plastered on his face. "But..you have the chance to kill me now. Why won't you do it?" And she laughed but in a bitter way,trying her best to keep the door closed. "The stars aren't alligned for that today. It's your lucky day today,Sir. Now go. Hide before they kill you." With a quick nod he started to run towards the secret passage,but quickly turned back and looked at her. "Name's Namjoon." And the youngest Robespierre just looked at him,with an amused look and replied "(Y/n). Remember that name when you'll say grace to God for keeping an eye on you. Now go." And as soon as he was out,she let the door break free. With a half smirk and playful eyes,she cocked her pistol towards one of the peasants. "Good Morning gentlemen,beautiful day to cause a revolution i see. It would be a shame if something..or someone stopped this. So i advise you to turn back around,and go on your way to find the much-wanted powder." One of the peasants just laughed at her,but when she shot him in the arm,the other two,unarmed,were quick to run out of the study.

Namjoon still didn't understand why she spared his life,but he was thankful. For once,his luck was immeasurable,and he felt good about it. But the same went for her...(Y/n) still didn't understand what took over her to spare his life and shoot someone,who was playing on the same side as she was. But sometimes...life puts you in a situation where a plot twist is inevitable.

As the battle was still going on in the court,after what felt like an eternity,(Y/n) but also Namjoon realised...whether you're a revolutionary or a nobleman...you have one thing in common. You want to rule the world. Because if there's something in common in the power hungry humans...is the will to rule the world..because Everybody wants to rule the world.

Translation:

¹ = Mother is worried about you.

² = I know it,brother.

³ = The Powder,the powder,give us the powder.

⁴ = If you could excuse me,i would be grateful for it.

⁵ = Shit...

⁶ = Get all the powder.

⁷ = May God have mercy on your soul,father.

⁸ = For Heaven's sake

⁹ = Who the hell are you?

¹⁰ = Launey,we know you're inside there.

(A/n: I know the end is rushed but i hope you guys still liked it. The idea came to me when i had my history exam,and that was in December,but i didn't have time to finish it...so here is a bit rushed-ended one shot about Namjoon in the 1789 French Revolution. Thank you again for your patience,and i hope you guys are doing well! ❤)

[louistomlinsonisharrysbae]

Gorgeous

Chapter one : Moving in

Harry smiled as he entered the large building, It's a week before he gets to start as an apprentice sorcerer at the royal palace and he's beyond ecstatic although he is a little upset that the palace is so far away from his home in Holmes chapel and his family but this job sure payed way better then the small bakery back at home not to mention that he would be working in the royal palace with sorcerers and shapeshifters who were stronger then he would ever be.

This was the first time Harry had been in the city for more than a few hours and he had to say that London was quite big compared to what he was used to but it was exciting and it seemed like a great opportunity to meet new people and make friends.

"Excuse me? Can I help you in anyway" a tall brunette women sat by a desk in the lobby asked sounding rather bored.

"Oh! Uhm I'm here as an apprentice sorcerer and I believe this is the place I'm supposed to stay at?"

The women nodded and typed something into her computer "What's your name?" She asked

"Harry Styles, miss" the women nodded again and continued to type on her computer "You're in apartment number 1028 on the first floor, It's a four bedroom apartment so you're sharing with three other boys, they all already arrived last week" She told him handing him a bronze coloured key. Harry smiled brightly "Thank you so much, miss!" He made his way upstairs.

Once on his floor he was met with the most gorgeous blue eyed cat, who quickly halted upon seeing Harry "Hey, It's okay I'm not dangerous I promise" Harry smiled kneeling down and putting his hand forward, the cat slowly made it's way over and sniffed his hand before nuzzling into it "you really are quite the beauty aren't you? Do you have a name?" Harry asked and petted the cat, The cat purred and craned it's neck so Harry could see a pretty blue collar covered in small gems "Louis, huh? It suits you, Lou. Hey that rimed!" Harry giggled, Louis leaned into Harry's touch and purred louder "As much as I love petting you cutie, I really should go introduce myself to my new roommates, I hope I'll see you again though" Harry grinned and stood up, Louis rubbed his small body against harry's legs one last time before leaving. "Goodbye gorgeous!" Harry exclaimed and opened the door to his new home.

It was a small but cozy apartment with a conjoined kitchen and living room. In the living room sat three boys chatting and watching the TV.

One of them quickly stood up and made his way over to Harry "Hi! My name's Niall, Niall Horan. You must be our third roommate! It's so nice to meet you" The boy had dyed blonde hair with darker roots, blue eyes and a huge smile on his face. Harry smiled back, he could tell he would like this boy. "My names Harry Styles, It's nice to meet you Niall" one of the other boys also stood up but didn't make his way over " My name is Liam and Mr. Tall, dark and handsome next to me is Zayn" Liam said, he was tall, quite fit and had brown hair and eyes, the boy next to him waved "Hi" he smiled. He was indeed very handsome, he had dark hair and brown eyes, his hair was styled to perfection. He seemed nice.

Harry decided to put away his bags in the only empty room and found that they all had a private bathroom with a bath and shower.

He went into the living room and sat in an empty seat next to Niall and across from Liam and Zayn.

"So Harry, are you a Witch or a shapeshifter?" Zayn asked "oh, I'm a witch. I'm here as an apprentice sorcerer actually."

"Oh that's cool, Zayn is too, Me and Niall are shapeshifters" Liam said

"Oh, What animals are you?" Harry asked "We're both dogs actually but I'm a Bloodhound and Niall's some kind of Irish terrier I think" Liam answered "A soft coated wheaten terrier" Niall huffed "Anyway, A sorcerer apprentice, huh? You must be really good, what kind of magic do you specify in?" Zayn asks intrigued

"Mostly protective spells but I also do healing magic and all kinds of potions and make charms." Harry grinned proudly showed off the paper airplane good luck charm he had on under his sweater.

"That's really cool! Do you think you could make me a charm sometime?" Niall asked excitedly, Harry giggled "Maybe someday, Niall. Anyway what are your jobs at the palace? I'm working as a servant on my down time"

"I'm actually training to become the princes adviser, my father is the Queen adviser and me and the prince grew up together so the Queen thought it would be a good idea" Zayn said and woah Harry had not expected him to know the prince on a personal level

"I'm here cause of the prince too actually, we grew up sparring together since my dad is the general and he requested me as his personal guard but I'm not nearly trained enough yet." Liam answered

"I'm just here working as a servant, I've worked her for a while tough so I kinda know my way around." Niall shrugged "Hey, is that cat hair on your pants?" Zayn asked, Harry looked down realizing he still had cat hairs on him from when he was petting Louis.

"Oh, yeah. There was this really gorgeous cat in the hallway when I came up here, he had the most striking blue eyes I've ever seen. He seemed kinda cautious when he saw me but he warmed up pretty quickly and even let me pet him." Harry smiled but it faded a little when he saw Liam and Zayn's expressions. "But he never lets anyone pet him" Liam mutterd surprised, Zayn shrugged looking just as surprised "Maybe Harry's just that charming" Niall grinned "Maybe but Louis's the real charmer. He had the most beautiful piercing blue eyes I've ever seen and I swear it was like I was getting pulled towards him, nearly like magic" Harry gushed.

"D-Did you say the cats name was Louis?" Niall stuttered now looking just as surprised as the other boys "Yeah? Why?"

"Well it's just that Louis is the-" "The neigbours cat and he doesn't really like anyone" Liam cut in, elboving Niall in the side and glared at him.

"Well ok. It's getting kinda late though and I have to be at the palace tomorrow morning so I should probably get to bed... Goodnight boys"

Authors notes: Thank you for reading!