#ghost may be built like a fridge and could absolutely take me out without even trying but consider. he's 5 inches shorter than me

[allpromarlo]

no thoughts head empty just funny lil british men from video game

[sxveme-2]

blueberry pancakes // bucky barnes

MASTERLIST

Description: A single mother. Juggling being a mom, a full time pediatrician, and a difficult ex who believed now would be the best time to finally be a father. A soldier ripped out of time. Ex-assassin turned superhero. Learning how to balance a new domestic life with handling demons of his past, while facing the trials of the future. a love story began over something as simple as chocolate chip pancakes with hidden blueberries.

Disclaimer: I do not own any original Marvel characters! All canon plots and canon characters belong to Marvel Comics and Marvel Studios. This is an original work. You may not publish it anywhere else

Status: Edited

Note: Takes place after endgame. I have elected to ignore Tony's death and Steve's leaving. Did not happen. Quick Reminder! My works are only published here, AO3 and on Wattpad, thank you.

Chapter Nineteen: The One With the New Way

Warnings: N/A

Word Count: 3596

     the very first time a boy asked lily out was way back in high school. close to twenty years ago. he was a sweet kid, a year older than the blonde. he was fairly popular, no quarterback but people knew his name. michael parvish. a dashing man. he had dark sandy blonde curls, bright aquamarine eyes. a smart kid, he was in a few of lily's advanced classes. he had asked her to go to the homecoming with him and grab dinner before hand. lily, being lily, was absolutely terrified of it. but gen had managed to convince the blonde to say yes, so she did. she knew a lot of girls had a crush on the boy, and lily wouldn't deny she did to. he was beautiful, and she prayed the inside reflected what the outside had.  

       they dated for four months, before michael moved away to iowa for his fathers job.

       the second time was when she was in grade eleven. a senior had taken a keen interest in the girl, and made a move. he was a baseball player, and also very attractive. dark chocolate skin that would shine in the light. amber eyes that made lily feel weak in the knees most of the time. he was sweet, a bit shy, but quite charming. they dated until lily graduated and moved to new york city. he had moved out to california for baseball, and she had no desire to move to that state or go to school there. so they parted ways after two years.

       the saying goes that third times the charm. well, that wasn't exactly lily's fate. the third time she was swept off her feet was in her days as university student.  a tall, built, gorgeous student with a smile that made lily feel like there was no one else around her. he was two years older than her and an engineering student. girls would fall at his feet, yet he would always end up back at lily's door after a party. they wouldn't do anything, merely sit and talk. it was sweet and euphoric. the two seemed to get on perfectly.

       his name was scott harvey. and he was not the prince charming she believed he would be.

       she had been romanced and asked out a few times after the divorce from scott. but she always said a simple "no thank you, I'm not dating right now." she would refuse any sort of affection or charm from any sort of man. one of gen's staff, elijah, had come the closest. he was kind and good with hunter, but lily didn't really feel anything. so all together, lily had only really experienced a relationship three times, each for a substantial period of time. but she supposed a part of her knew each of them wouldn't be the one. scott was the only one she was slightly convinced would be her last. lord, was she wrong.

        but now? lily had an opportunity sitting in her lap. or should she say, leaning over her. an opportunity with a scruffy beard and steel blue eyes. dark hair dancing in front of those said eyes, and a cold metal arm attached to him. and danger. threat came with her opportunity. she was willing to take that risk, knowing he would never let anything happen. but her heart hesitated slightly at the thought. she knew she had told him any girl would be lucky to have someone like him, and here she was, that said girl.

       "doll?" he whispered, "you look like you've seen a ghost..."

       "hm? oh," lily smiled weakly, "sorry. just caught me by surprise a bit." she hummed, tucking a stray piece of blonde hair behind her ear.

       "I'm sorry, I shouldn't have asked." bucky mumbled, going to push off the wall and stand at full height.

        but her hands caught his waist. she tugged him forward, gripping the toned midsection tightly as she pressed a soft and careful kiss to his slightly chapped lips. the tickle of his scruff sent butterflies down through the girls stomach, but she knew her answer. she knew it before he even really asked. the hesitation far from her head as she looked back up at him, lips separating with a faint noise. gentle breaths fanning the others face as bucky scanned her features, attempting to sleuth out her answer.

         "yes, bucky," she whispered, playing with her bottom of his navy blue henley, "I will be your girlfriend." the blonde concluded, giggling at the bright grin that spread across his lips.

         a bit of a weight seemed to release itself from the bulk of lily's shoulders as the words left her lips. the clear elation in the mans eyes helping warm her heart, and create a sense of ease with her decision. he was the right one for her, she knew it. the way he would hold her and the way he would kiss her. how his hands found their way through her hair easily, and managed to make her feel whole again after years of being shattered and broken. how he seemed to adopt hunter right away in a way a father would a son. god...the way he acted with hunter. so soft and gentle, so loving, accepting. everything.

        "come on then, let's go wait out this little party and then head to your place. just the three of us,  hm?" he cooed, pressing a kiss to her forehead.

        "oh didn't I tell you...they're all coming back for dinner!"

        "...dear god."

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       honestly she wasn't sure why she had actually added that there would be a dinner when everyone came back to her home after the tour. she didn't necessarily like any of the parents that would be coming back. the only reason she could think of was the fact that hunter adored the kids, as did lily. plus, a selfish part of her wanted to show all of them that she can be a successful doctor and be able to afford a comfortable life for her and her son without the help of a spouse or anything like that. lily knew it wasn't right of her to think like that, but she felt the urge to sort of...well, rub it in their faces that she had done well. despite the amount of obstacles that had been placed as roadblocks for her to swerve around.

      "so what's on the menu, lily." jill hummed as she found herself perched on one of the barstools at the kitchen island of lily's home. that same condescending smile still as evident as ever on her face.

      "pancakes." the blonde countered, pulling out the ingredients, "it was all in the invitation." she continued, smiling tightly at the woman, "buck could you go downstairs and check on the kids for me?"

      "sure, doll." the man behind her cooed and placed a gentle kiss to her cheek before wandering off from the kitchen. she caught him toss a look over his shoulder, as though he wanted to double check she did want him to actually leave her with the group of petty, uptight, parents that she so despised.

       lily was still lily. she was still shy and quiet and non-confrontational. now becoming the official girlfriend of bucky barnes wasn't going to change her personality. she didn't enjoy being alone with these people, but she still  needed to be able to stand on her own two feet. still be able to handle situations herself if things went south. she prayed they didn't, and she knows if they did she would have put herself in that position. she would have caused the problem for herself. and though she knew this, she had still sent him. lily figured it was better late than nevre to learn how to handle her own messes if they arose.

       "nice place you have here." thomas commented, sipping on a water, "I don't think any of us have actually ever been in your house before. other than our kids of course. I suppose we weren't all expecting it."

       lily felt herself grin slightly as she mixed the ingredients together, blowing a piece of stray blonde hair from her face as her arm worked. she knew they were expecting something smaller, messier even. but lily was proud of where she had ended up. if there was anything in the world that lily actually found confidence in, it would be the life she had built for herself and her son. even when she was married to scott, it was mostly just her and hunter. lily wore herself thin but she wanted hunter to grow up in a happy place, or as happy as she could make it. she couldn't make up for the absentee father or the lack of quality time he had with his dad. but she tried her best to substitute that with as much love from her as she could. all while managing and juggling schooling, chasing her dreams, and ensuring that there was always a stock fridge and cupboard. and now, she found herself in their dream home with a dream dog, and a newly found relationship that created a warm and domestic environment for everyone.

       "thank you thomas," lily smiled, placing her hands on her baby blue polka-dot clad and navy blue cardigan clad waist, tilting her head, "got a great deal for it.  and then hunt and I made it our own." she explained, glancing over at rose who leaned on the wall with a raised eyebrow at the kindness of the group.

       "but have you ever considered finding someone? like for real," jill piped up, "not this little daydream fantasy you have with bucky barnes of all people." she scoffed, crossing her arms over her chest.

       lily froze as she poured the batter into the cast iron griddle she had. she felt the air in the room disappear as she finished pouring the batter. glancing up, she tucked one of the loose blonde strands of her hair behind her ear and tilted her head at the woman in front of her. of course jill would be the one who would try to continue to poke at lily in her own home. there were so many things that she wanted to say. so many insults and retorts. but her words got caught in her throat. her chest tightened and stomach twisted. sweat glands opened and the saliva in her mouth ceased to exist. her eyes blurred and a warm feeling gathered at the waterline. the room around her slowly began to bend inward and she had to take a step backwards. she dropped her spoon and cleared her throat, attempting to compose herself.

     "why don't you go see if the kids are okay, bucky's been down for a few minutes." rose stepped in, placing her hand on her sisters shoulder, grounding her.

      stepping away without a word, lily tugged at the knit sleeve of her cardigan. attempting to let air inside of what felt like restraints. tugging at the small buttons as she walked down the stairs, lily tried to steady her breath. ripping the material off of her body, she threw open the basement door and proceeded to jog down the rest of the stairs towards where she heard laughing voices and one deep gruff one telling a story.  the sounds of his and her sons voices melting together had her heart slow, and her breathing regulate. she gripped onto the wall and let out a gentle sigh. the rough feeling of the drywall reminded her where she was as the feeling of bile subsided from her throat.

       "lily?" bucky's voice cooed as he walked over to her, hand finding it's way to her waist to rub gentle circles onto her hip, "you okay?"

       "yeah, yeah I'm okay. rose just took over the cooking. just needed a minute," she whispered, leaning her head back against the corner of the wall, "how're the kids?"

       "they're good, doll," he hummed, running a flesh finger down her face, "they were jus' asking about the final battle a few years ago..." he trailed off, eyes falling down to his feet. lily smiled softly and placed her hand on the scruffy side of his cheek, "I dodged the question, I'm not sure I'm ready to talk about it just yet with hunter...the things I did lily I-"

         reaching upward, lily placed a soft kiss to the mans slightly chapped lips, "it's okay love, it's okay." she whispered, "let's head back upstairs if you're ready, to make sure rose doesn't end up cooking jill instead."

         sliding his metal arm into the girls hand, the two made their way back up the stairs, only to have a small and gentle tug at the bottom of lily's skirt catch her attention. both glancing back, she saw a familiar head of blonde smiling up at the two softly and they turned around to look down at the young boy.

        "is it okay with you guys if luke and finn stay the night?" he whispered, smiling up at the two of them shyly.

        lily's heart grew so large she believed it would completely burst from her chest. he didn't just ask her. no, he asked both of them. he asked her and bucky if they were okay if his friends stayed the night. the tears found their way to her waterline once more as she looked up at bucky, who had the same awestruck look on his face. something inside of him seemed to click as he looked down at the young boy in front of the two. hunter had asked bucky and lily. the two of them. as a pair. she smiled softly and bit on her knuckle, before turning back to bucky again.

        "what do you say bucky," lily grinned, "you okay if hunter has some friends stay the night?"

        "sure buddy, why not."

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       a few hours later, when most of the kids had cleared out and the parents alongside them, lily finally let out a relieved breath. bucky, rose, and her were clearing the paper plates and wiping up the messes from the syrup and cleaning the wrapping paper. hunter, luke, and finn were bustling upstairs in the young boys room, no doubt playing with all of his collectable items. lily stood herself up straight and smiled softly, looking around at the slightly messy living room. chuckling gently, she shook her head and pinched the bridge of her nose.

        "they're twelve, why do their parents need to come?" lily laughed, picking up a wine glass jill had used, "I understand the tour part but for dinner? god, some parents." she sighed, walking to the kitchen and putting it in the dishwasher.

        "I think most of them just wanted to hear if the rumours were true," rose commented, collecting the last piece of wrapping paper, "if you were dating the one and only winter soldier." she teased, bumping her shoulder against the broad man.

        "as embarrassing as that is," bucky jousted back, "I'm with rose on this one, doll." he agreed, tying the black garbage bag.

        "about time you learned that I am always right, barnes." rose chuckled, stretching her arms back, "alright I'm heading upstairs. keep it down tonight, I have an early meeting tomorrow."

        the moment rose's door shut as she walked up the stairs, bucky's arms found themselves wrapped around lily's waist. his lips pressed to the corner of her jaw, eliciting a giggle to escape from the same place. shaking her head, lily shimmied from his grip to finish cleaning up the counter. only to find herself reattached to his chest. leaning her head back onto his shoulder, lily cocked an eyebrow up at him, wondering what he was getting at.

        "do you remember our first kiss?" he whispered, "we were right here. the night of the party. you had made us coffee. we were looking at the picture of you right after giving birth." he cooed, hand splaying across her stomach, "that's the most beautiful picture of you I have ever seen." he continued, fingers drawing small circles on her lower stomach.

        lily remembered that night so vividly. both because of the events that had lead up to it, but also because of the way he kissed her. so gentle and soft, how it lingered after. the pressure becoming a familiar pleasure to her in the weeks to ensue. it was a night to remember, that was for sure. in more way than one. the morning after may have become her favourite memory to revisit somedays. seeing bucky pouring cereal at the table for a sleepy hunter. engrossed in their own conversations before lily had come down. she wished she could have frozen that moment and lived in it forever. but she knew better now, because those events were all the product of her parents own misfortunes and her son being in a spot of danger.

         "alexa, play songs from the fourties." his voice cooed, eliciting an agreement from the machine. soft swing music played through the kitchen and lily shook her head.

        "were you this much of a charmer back then as well,  james?" she teased, spinning around in his arms and placing her own around his neck.

        "much more of a player," he admitted, swaying gently to the music, "steve says I was a real lady killer. I think I was just trying to find the perfect fit." bucky whispered, leaning his forehead down onto lily's, "I had short hair back then too."

        "oh I know. we learned about you in our history books," she chuckled, gazing into his deep eyes, "you were a real heart throb for a while in my class."

        "yeah? what'd you think of the short hair, doll?" he purred, ghosting his lips against hers.

       reaching her hand upwards, and tangling her supple fingers in the strands of dark hair, she smiled, "I like it long. but I did have a massive crush on you with short hair." she admitted, swaying her hips along with the music.

        "well lucky for you," he chuckled, "I have a haircut tomorrow. now I know what I'm going to do with it." bucky winked, sliding his arms away from her waist, "I'll see you upstairs, doll."

        lily stood breathless as she watched bucky turn and walk up the stairs, sending her a quick wink before disappearing around the corner into her bedroom. her chest heaved up and down as the music continued to play faintly in the background. mostly all she could hear was the pounding of her own heart playing a melody in her ears. blood pumping like madness as she tried to digest the idea of her being able to see him with short hair in real life. it excited her. but what mostly left her gasping for air, was the way his hand ran along her lower stomach. rubbing gentle circles as they talked about her pregnancy and the possibility of a family.

        he wanted a family. with her.

       stopping the music, lily collected her thoughts. okay, yeah so she was now in a relationship with him. a serious, adult, relationship. something she had hid herself away from for years. yet she couldn't escape him. and the idea of kids...well lily's heart skipped a beat. she'd love to have more, but she was slightly scared with hunter. it had always been the two of them, and she was worried if even bucky was pushing it. but then she remembered the moment from earlier, when he had asked both of them for permission. bucky was slowly but surely taking that father like role that hunter had been missing. that kindness and similarities that lily couldn't necessarily make up for.

       letting out a breath, she walked up the stairs and beckoned joey to follow. just as she went to open her bedroom door, she heard faint voices seeping through hunters door. biting her lip, she tip toed towards the white wooden entrance and leaned her ear up against it softly.

       "mr. barnes is so cool." luke's voice rang as she listened in. a smile creeping onto her lips.

       "yeah!" finn's voice chimed in, "is he like your step-dad or something?"

       lily's breath caught in her throat. this could go two very different ways. and she was terrified it would go the way that would result in the end of whatever her and bucky had. if hunter didn't like bucky, or didn't think of him in that way, lily would have read the entire situation wrong. meaning she would have to completely rethink her choices.

      "not really. he's like a father figure though," hunter responded, "more than my dad was. plus he also makes my mom happy. we get along well and yeah...I guess I sort of see him like a step dad now that I say it out loud," he continued. and lily felt her entire world become complete at his words. "dude did you just crap yourself?"

       dropping her head, lily let out a gentle laugh before turning and walking back towards her own room. opening the door, she saw bucky laying under the covers with the tv on, watching some documentary about who knows what. changing into her pyjama shorts and a loose shirt, lily washed her face and let her hair down before climbing under the soft covers and turning towards bucky. a surge of confidence rang through her. when he caught her eyes though...

        well she just couldn't help herself.

       she just prayed she stayed quiet enough for rose not to razz her about it.

[parkerrogersgirl]

Tempting Fate- Chapter 5

Pairing: Sebastian Stan x Reader

Word Count: 2,066

Warnings: swearing, DELICIOUS SMUTTY SMUT (18+ only)

A/N: Hey, y’all! @sonofadeanwinchester and I decided it’d be cool if we wrote a series together. SO, HERE’S CHAPTER 3! Please, please, please give us feedback. Feedback is the glue that keeps the writers together. We need the feedback. Send either of us an ask, and we’ll just send each other screenshots. Or you can send it to both of us. Thanks, lovelies.

Summary: I haven’t seen him since I was 18. Haven’t spoken in years. He changed when he got his ticket to fame. But what happens after you choose to give up and let fate take the wheel?

Masterlist

Sebastian leans in, just barely touching his lips to yours, trying to predict how you’ll react. Your brain gets fuzzy, and all you can think about is how good his lips feel on yours, and how much you missed this. You deepen the kiss and feel Seb relax, pulling you tight to his chest. He nibbles on your lip, and you try to pull him on top of you.

He chuckles at your feeble attempt at moving him, but he gets the hint and moves so he’s on top of you. He keeps kissing you, and you run your fingers through his hair as he traces his hands down your body. You moan into the kiss, which only gets him going more. He starts grinding on you slowly as you kiss. You reach down, hooking your fingers in his shirt, waiting for his response. He sits up, doing that super hot thing guys do where they reach behind their back and pull their shirt over their head. You bite your lip when his shirt is off, noticing how built he is from his recent movies. You pull him back down on top of you, and he makes quick work of your pajama shirt.

“You’re so beautiful, scumpa mea.”

You moan, looking into his eyes, “you know what it does to me when you speak Romanian…”

He smirks, slipping his hand into your underwear. He leans down and kisses you softly and slowly, stroking your clit. You moan into the kiss, bucking your hips up toward his hands.

“How’s that, baby?” He whispers into your ear, nibbling it softly.

You nod, unable to find words to describe the ecstasy you’re feeling right now.

He slips in a finger, starting to kiss down your body. He slips off your pants and underwear while curling his finger inside you. He slowly moves his mouth down and starts sucking on your clit.

You gasp, arching your back off the bed, “God, Seb, you’re so good.” You feel your orgasm getting closer, and you reach down, pulling on his hair a little. He groans loudly, adding another finger. A few more thrusts with his fingers, and you’re coming undone, moaning his name.

He moves back up, kissing you passionately, “talk to me, baby.”

You wrap your arms around his neck, looking into his eyes, “Seb, I need you. I’ve needed you for years.”

He quickly gets off the bed, removing his clothes before quickly jumping back onto the bed, getting on top of you. “Do you have…….?”

“I’m on the pill, we’re fine. We should probably be quiet, though.”

He props himself up on his elbows, one on either side of you, “I don’t think I’ll be able to hold back, (Y/N). We’ve both been waiting for this for way too long.” He slips inside you, and starts a quick pace.

He leans down and kisses you deeply as he thrusts harder, moaning with each thrust. He sucks on your neck, biting it gently. He finds your sensitive spot on your neck, eliciting a loud moan from you.

“Baby, I can’t hold on much longer,” he breathes, and you wrap his legs around your waist as you feel your second climax approaching faster than a freight train.

He lets out one last animalistic groan, and he cums hard inside you, and you follow a second later.

He kisses you deeply, pulling out of you as you kiss. He falls next to you, laying on his side looking at you, running his fingers up and down your stomach.

He sighs, smiling sweetly at you. “That was…”

“Incredible? Long overdue?”

“I think both.” He leans over, kissing your cheek. “But I also think that was definitely worth the wait.”

You nod slowly, “Absolutely.”

Sebastian kisses you softly, “we should probably get some sleep, we have a long day tomorrow.” He rolls you over onto your side, facing away from him. He pulls you against him so you’re spooning with one of his arms around your waist.

You start drifting off to sleep and just barely hear him murmur, “I love you, (Y/N). Always have, always will.”

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Sebastian’s POV

It’s official. I’m still madly in love with her. As if I ever stopped being in love with her. She still means the world to me, and I will never let myself lose her again. I want to spend the rest of my life with her. I’ll shout it from the rooftops. Now with her laying beside me, her long blonde hair covering her satin smooth skin, I can’t help the grin that spreads over my lips. This was always something I had dreamt of doing since the first day I met her. When she giggled and swung her golden hair over her shoulder, those hazel eyes shining in the sunlight. She walked with such poise and grace that it would any woman to shame. And now, laying beside me, knowing that I’ve finally had the chance to make it up to her. To mend her heart, or at least take a step in the direction of becoming what we were. I feel my heart jump around in my love blown chest, proof that this really was happening. That this wasn’t just one of my overly vivid dreams. I’ve finally landed that girl of my dreams.

Her breathing slows down, and I can tell she’s asleep. I gently kiss the back of her neck and whisper a quick “I love you.” Because I always have. And I’ll never stop loving her.

I still remember the first time I told her I loved her…

I stumbled into my apartment, slightly drunker than I had left intending to be. Chace followed suit and stumbled in behind me, a bit more sober. "I think you should just move on, man."

I shook my head and sighed. Thoughts of her just kept pouring through my head. All day and all night. When I woke up, there she was. When I went to sleep, there she was. It was as if she was a ghost and was haunting my mind every single second. I shook my head once more, "I can't."

Chace rolled his eyes, fumbling through the fridge. "What are you gonna do about it then? Either fucking call her or move on. There are a hundred girls down the street that are willing to hook up with you."

But it's not her, I thought to myself. Digging through my jean pockets, I retrieved my phone and skimmed through the contacts. When I came onto her name, my movements froze. You can do this man, come on. I took a final deep breath and pressed dial. The line rang for what felt like forever. When I heard her chipper voice, my stomach dropped and thought for a second that I was going to have to actually face her. But when her voice giggled and spoke that she's not really on the phone but instead, partying hard with her friends. I hope that isn't code for partying with a man. I caught my thought and shook my head. Goddammit, Sebastian. You are so fucking petty.

I sighed. "Hey, (Y/N). It's, uh, it's me. Sebastian. Just calling to see how you've been and to see how your parents are doing. Everything is good he-. Fuck it. I can’t lie to you. I miss you so damn much. And you know what, I'm so fucking drunk right now that I could climb fucking Mount Everest and scream at the top of my lungs, until my voice is merely a whisper, that I love you. I fucking love you so much and being apart from you, knowing that you've probably moved on right now, that you're with someone who isn't me, well, it fucking breaks my heart.” I wiped a single tear away from my eye, my mouth a little too dry and my voice a little too shaky. I continue, my heart crashing in on itself. “I just wanna crawl into a ball and cry till there aren't anymore tears. I could fill the whole fucking Atlantic Ocean with the tears that I could cry for you, that I have cried for you. I wish I would've done something different, held onto you a little tighter. I should’ve gave you a reason to hang on, to wait for me. I love you and that's never going to change. I've loved you since the first day we met and I'm going to love you until the last breath in my lungs are gone. And you know what, I'll use those final moments to whisper into the cold, lifeless air that I love you. That even in the after life, wherever that may be, that I'm going to love you even then." I looked to the side and saw Chace throwing up into a garbage can. "Fuck, Chace is heaving. Listen, when you get this message, I really really need you to call me back, okay? I love you, iubito."

I wake up the next afternoon with a ridiculous headache, only remembering bits and pieces. The one thing I remember with absolute clarity, though, is the voicemail I left her last night. I sit up, albeit too quickly, and immediately check my phone. Nothing from (Y/N). Alright, fuck this. At least I’m in the same city as her. I immediately change into jeans and a t shirt because I’m too pissed off and hungover for anything else, and grab my keys and start driving to her place. If she’s not home, I’ll just wait for her.

I go 80 the whole way there without getting stopped by a single cop. I stop in front of her apartment, taking a deep breath before stepping out of the car. I head up to the main gate, buzzing someone else’s name. I lie and tell them I’m delivering Chinese food, and they let me in the complex. I practically sprint up to her door, knocking quickly. She opens it, and as usual, i’m dumbfounded by her beauty.

“Sebastian?” She says, confused, “what the fuck are you doing here?”

“Hey, doll. Listen, I left you a voicemail last night. Did you listen to it?”

She raises an eyebrow, shaking her head, “I went out last night and my purse got stolen, along with my phone.” “FUCK! I yell at the top of my lungs, putting a hand on her door frame. “Of course you did. The same night I decide to fess up the feelings I’ve been holding in for years.”

“Sebastian, what the hell are you talking about? You’re not making any sense.”

“JESUS FUCKING CHRIST, (Y/N). I’M IN LOVE WITH YOU. YOU RIDICULOUS WOMAN. I HAVE BEEN IN LOVE WITH YOU FOR YEARS. Since the day we met. I’ve always been in love with you. I’ve wanted to tell you so many times, but I’ve been so scared. I wanted to tell you at Disneyland when I kissed you under the fireworks. I wanted to tell you when we were dancing together at prom. I just didn’t know if you felt the same…”

She’s angry now, and she looks like she’s about ready to get in a fistfight, “ARE YOU FUCKING SERIOUS, SEBASTIAN? I’ve loved you forever. I thought you knew this whole time. I have never stopped loving you. The first time you kissed me, I felt like I was flying. I never wanted to come down. But guess what, Stan? It’s too fucking late now.”

“What the fuck does that mean?” “I don’t give a shit if you’re in love with me anymore. You’re way too late. You should’ve told me years ago. I can’t do this.”

“Excuse me? How can it possibly be too late?”

“For fuck’s sake, Sebastian, are you really that stupid? You kissed me at prom, made me feel like we really had something, and then the second you got into your fucking acting school, you left me. You left me alone, and I was stuck picking up the pieces. You destroyed me. So yeah, it is too late. I don’t give a fuck about your feelings anymore, because you really never cared about mine.” She slams the door in my face, almost catching my hand in the door.

I sigh, quietly sobbing to myself as I lean against her door, sinking to the floor.

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