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bless-my-demons · 2 days ago

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Scared Of Losing You

Paul Lahote x Reader

Summary: It was just an accident, what is the infamous big bad Paul Lahote afraid of?

Losing his imprint, that’s what.

Warnings: hurt/comfort followed by fluff of course and curse words - PG-13.

Notes: This is literally just a one-shot that would not leave me alone so I had to get it out! It’s all in reader’s pov with no physical description and gender neutral for the most part I think. I also listened to The Wire by the Vancouver Sleep Clinic while I was writing this, if you want the right vibes✨ enjoy my first Paul fic!

Word count: 1700

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Beep… beep… beep…

The constant tone is almost soothing, almost, but not quite - there’s too much pain.

The hospital sheets crinkle as I try to shift to find a more comfortable position, but a soft inhale has my eyes snapping open against the bright light above my bed to search for the source of the sound.

“Sam?” I try to keep my voice low, but it comes out as more of a dry croak.

Sam leans forward in his chair to reach for the cup of ice on the tray near my bed, “Yeah, kid.” He keeps his own voice quiet, but I can hear the tiredness in the deep rumble.

It’s after my first sip of cold water that I take in everyone piled in my room. Embry, Quil, Jared, even Jacob - the boys are sprawled out on various chairs and couches, all completely knocked out and some of them even snoring lightly.

But there’s another, Paul. And my heart beats a little faster taking him in, the heart monitor giving me away.

“He’s been here the whole time, hasn’t even left to shower.” Sam shifts back into his chair positioned next to the foot of my bed, directly across from his best friend on the other side, his eyes worrying over said man. “To be fair, none of us have been able to leave.”

“Sam-” I’m speechless for a few seconds, “what happened?”

He loosens a sigh so deep, it pulls something in my chest. God, how long have I been here? Looking over Paul’s sleeping form, I try to put the pieces together - his head is buried face-down in his crossed arms, leaning on the end of my bed near my left leg, one of his warm hands wrapped around my ankle-my uninjured ankle. His shirt is rumbled, but I can see stubble on his cheek peeking out from where his face is hidden. If it weren’t for the pain, I’d be an absolute hot mess at the physical contact; the way his large hand easily wraps around my ankle, how warm my side is due to the heat emanating from this mountain of a man despite the cold of the hospital room.

“You were in a car accident leaving the reservation after your dinner with Emily. You didn’t text her when she expected you to be home, you didn’t answer your phone and it went straight to voicemail…” I can see the genuine concern on his face as he recalls it, “When we got there, Chief Swan was already on scene.”

“How bad? How long have I been here?” I can feel my throat starting to constrict, my heart rate starting to tick a little faster.

Sam’s eyes flick to the monitor, brotherly worry written all over the creases in between his eyebrows and the hard press of his lips.

“Three days.” This time it’s not Sam that answers, it’s the deep tenor that invades my dreams as well as damn near every waking thought of mine, Paul Lahote.

My head whips to meet his intense gaze so fast that it makes me slightly nauseous, his hand lightly squeezing my ankle in a way that tugs at another string in my chest.

“Going for coffee, I’ll bring you back one.” Sam rises from his seat and I panic slightly, he’s leaving me with Paul. Paul Lahote, the guy I have an insanely intense crush on, the guy that doesn’t do feelings. The panic subsides quickly though, I giggle slightly at Sam trying to wake up and usher the boys still half-asleep out of my room.

The door clicks behind them, silencing their grumbles and their absence echos in the room. Sucking all the air out with their departure, it’s damn near impossible to meet his eyes again.

“Sweetheart.” The tenderness and hush in his voice is unfair, coupled with the gentle swipe of his thumb over the skin of my ankle. Damn, he doesn’t fight fair.

It’s like a magnet, the way my eyes draw back to his. They look so fucking tired and it hurts.

“Three cracked ribs, a fractured orbital bone, a nicked lung, and a broken tibia. Not to mention all the cuts-” he cuts himself off, hands and gaze running over my uninjured leg like he’s trying to reinforce something inside himself.

“Paul-” He stills at his name, eyes closing, inhaling deep. “Paul.”

Finally he turns to me, eyes opening and showing the slightest bit of tears pooling at the edges and its another pang to the center of my chest.

“I’m still here, what are you so scared of?” My voice is small, not sure how to tread this tense situation.

A wet laugh tumbles out as his hands abandon my leg to rub at his temples. “You.” It’s quiet and I almost don’t catch it over the beeping of monitors.

“What?” I ask, my voice taking on an incredulous tone. Surely I didn’t hear him right, right?

“You.” His eyes lock onto mine with full force, face set. “You’ve… you’ve wormed your way in here-” he rubs at his chest like it hurts and my breath hitches, “and I was scared. Am scared.” The pause hitching his breath, the tension is thick, “your car, seeing it flipped… it’s like the world stopped and I couldn’t hear anything-couldn’t think straight, but watching you getting pulled out, I-” his groan of frustration slides over my skin and lodges in my throat with the rest of my guilt. “I-I-”

His stuttering renders me absolutely speechless, Paul Lahote showing feelings? Feelings for me? Is this real life?

“So I haven’t left. Can’t. I can’t even think of leaving this room let alone going home and just being useless-”

“Paul, I’m fine.” I try to reach for his hands, but a stabbing pain in my side stops me, right - the ribs.

“Please don’t do that, don’t say that, you weren’t awake then they brought you in with that fucking tube down your throat-” The tremble in his hands stop his rant, drawing his attention somewhere else. His next words are a whisper, “You weren’t fine and nothing-nothing else matters.”

The conviction in his statement makes my chin wobble.

“Sweetheart,” he rises from his chair and cups my cheeks, mindful of the scratches and bandages. “Sweetheart, please…” the strong thumb swiping over my cheekbone only weakens my thin resolve and a tear spills over.

“I’m so sorry.” My voice wobbles, damn me for not being stronger, but everything hurts and he’s being so vulnerable and-and-and it’s so scary.

He leans down further, forehead pressing to my own, his nose barely brushing mine. My heart rate monitor picks up its cadence once again and that smirk I’ve always loved crinkles the side of his stupid, perfect mouth.

“I’m the one that’s sorry.” His admission confuses me, he’s sorry? “I’m sorry I haven’t told you sooner how I’ve felt.”

My heart fully stops functioning and my mouth drops open at this new bit of information.

His lips brush my cheek as they whisper into my ear, “breathe.” My entire body is a live wire as I gulp oxygen down.

“You don’t have to say anything-” his immediate insecurity about his confession is too much.

I cut him off before I lose my resolve, “kiss me?”

His eyes widen comically for a second, as if he didn’t picture the possibility I could return his affections. Silly man.

His fingers gently glide under my chin to tilt it upwards, his eyes searching every inch of my face, like he’s looking for something.

“If you-” his turn to cut me off, his warm lips seal over mine.

Surely I’m dead. I must be, it’s the only logical reason. Either that or this is a really, really nice dream. The immersive kind, where it’s too good to be true. It’s a crime really, for lips to be so full and soft and just right-

The barely audible whimper that leaves my mouth when he pulls away a fraction of an inch is embarrassing. What’s even more embarrassing is the way I reach to chase those lips, but once again my ribs decide to protest the action, goddamnit.

Paul takes pity on me with a chuckle, resealing his lips over mine, thank god. No one should have a mouth this delicious, lips this full and warm. I’m a goner - go ahead and wheel me to the morgue, I can die happy now that I’ve finally found out what it’s like to kiss Paul Lahote.

His hands gently slide into my hair, causing a gasp to punch through from the goosebumps the warm caress pours down my spine. His tongue seizes the opportunity to lick past my lips and I happily swallow the moan he elicits right before he peels himself away.

Backing up and taking a lap around the end of the bed, I catch the flush in his cheeks as he blows out a long breath and grin to myself self-satisfied. I made the Paul Lahote flustered.

“Too much?” I ask, unable to contain myself.

For once he looks like a fish out of water, but before she could scramble a response together, a gentle knock at the door draws both our attention as Emily peeks her head around the edge, “knock, knock.”

Relief at seeing my best friend soothes the burning heat in my cheeks almost immediately.

“Come in.” Paul pushes the chair closer so that he can take my much smaller hand in his, careful of the IV taped to the back of my hand. I can’t contain the butterflies that erupt at the satisfied grin his mouth is set in, eyes glued to our joined hands.

“I’m so glad you’re awake and alright!” Her concerned ramblings fading off as the boys file back in. Sam clapping a hand on Paul’s shoulder and suspiciously empty handed with no promised coffee in sight, but I can’t look away. Not from the man that just flipped my word upside down with a couple words and a kiss.

#twilight fanfiction #paul lahote #paul lahote x reader #paul lahote x you #paul lahote x y/n #Paul Lahote x gn!reader #paul lahote fluff #hurt/comfort

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lousypotatoes · 3 days ago

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But I Can't Help

"I asked to love her once again

You fell, I caught ya

I'll never let you go again, like I did

Oh, I used to say~"

Until I Found You - Stephen Sanchez

Y/N laid in bed, staring at the ceiling.

She couldn't sleep, tossing and turning in her bed.

It had been a week since she had arrived at the Hazbin Hotel, and since she had that fight with Lucifer.

Since then, the two of them avoided each other, Lucifer walking out of the room whenever he saw Y/N, the two of them only being in the same room when everyone was eating breakfast and dinner together.

It was awkward, to say the least. Everyone in the Hotel knew that something had happened between the two angels, they just didn't know what.

Y/N wanted to talk to Lucifer, she really did, she just didn't know how.

How would she approach him? What would she say? Would he even hear her out?

...

Deciding that sleep was no longer an option as this point, Y/N got out of her bed, stretching out her wings.

She decided she was going to go for a little walk around the Hotel. Everyone was in bed sleeping away their worries, so she didn't have to worry about running into anyone.

Quietly opening her door and tip toeing our of her room, Y/N quietly walked around the Hotel, being so very careful not wake anyone. She thought that it was quite pretty seeing the usual loud Hotel all quiet and peaceful.

It reminded her of when she was in Heaven. Whenever she was restless or had something on her mind, she would fly to the roof of her home and sit and look at the beautiful night sky. She didn't know why, but something about staring up at the starry sky calmed her down in some way.

Maybe that would have the same effect on her, even if she was in Hell, she thought.

Stepping into the warm outside, Y/N looked up at the sky. It wasn't dark, instead being a very dark red, and there were no stars, but it was still pretty in it's own way, even if the sky was clouded by smog.

Y/N sighed and stretched out her wings, flying up to the roof of the Hotel. When her feet landed, she was surprised to see a figure sitting on the ledge on the other side, staring up at the sky.

"Hello," she said, walking closer to the figure, not knowing who it was. "Do you mind if I sit with you?"

The figure turned it's head, Y/N now being able to see the figures pale face and rosy cheeks. "Lucifer," she stammered. "My apologies, I'll just head back inside."

"No, it's fine" Lucifer said, turning his head back towards the sky. "You can sit if you want."

"Are you sure?"

"Positive,"

Y/N quietly shuffled to where Lucifer was and gently sat down next to him. She didn't want to start another argument with him so she just sat there and looked up at the sky without saying a word.

The two of them sat there for what felt like a lifetime, just sitting there in silence staring at the dark red sky. In some way, it was almost comforting. It reminded Y/N of the times her and Lucifer would be in each other's presence before he was cast down.

Comforting and peaceful.

Y/N sighed, breaking the silence. “I didn’t expect to find you here.”

Lucifer let out a quiet chuckle, tilting his head slightly but not looking at her. “And yet, here I am. What a coincidence.”

She folded her arms, glancing at him warily. “You don’t believe in coincidences.”

“No,” he admitted, finally turning to face her, his red eyes gleaming in the dim light. “I don’t.”

Silence again.

Y/N shifted her gaze back toward the horizon, the skyline of Hell stretching endlessly before her. The tension between them was palpable, heavy with unspoken words, but it was different now—less hostile, more uncertain.

She took a breath. “I… came up here to clear my thoughts.”

Lucifer smirked. “Ah. So you’re saying I’m ruining your peace, then?”

She shot him a look, but there was no real bite behind it. “No,” she admitted. “Not this time.”

Lucifer’s expression softened, just barely. He studied her for a long moment, and then, as if deciding something, he sighed. “I suppose I should say it.”

Y/N arched a brow. “Say what?”

He exhaled, rubbing a hand along the back of his neck in a rare display of hesitance. “I was an ass.”

She blinked. “That’s putting it lightly.”

He chuckled at that but didn’t argue. “I let my pride get the better of me,” he admitted, his tone quieter now. “Seeing you here… I wasn’t expecting it. And I handled it poorly.”

Y/N studied him carefully. Apologies from Lucifer were rare, and though his words were casual, there was sincerity beneath them.

After a moment, she sighed. “I wasn’t exactly gracious, either.”

Lucifer looked mildly amused. “Gracious? Y/N, you all but declared war on me with your eyes alone.”

She gave him a pointed look. “You weren’t much better.”

His smirk faltered slightly, and something unreadable passed through his expression. “No,” he agreed, voice quieter now. “I wasn’t.”

Y/N let his words settle, then exhaled. “I should have handled things differently. I let my emotions dictate my actions, and that was… irresponsible.”

Lucifer watched her for a moment before shaking his head. “No, it was honest.”

She met his gaze. “Honesty and recklessness are not the same thing.”

“Perhaps not,” he mused, looking back at the sky. “But neither are honesty and weakness. You’re allowed to feel, Y/N. Even here.”

She frowned slightly at that, at the way his voice held something close to familiarity, as if he were speaking from experience. She didn’t press him on it.

Instead, she let out a breath she hadn’t realized she was holding. “So… you forgive me, then?”

Lucifer let out a small laugh, shaking his head. “Only if you can forgive me also.”

Y/N smiled. "Of course. When have you known me to hold a grudge?"

The two of them sat there in silence for a while, side by side, looking out over the city.

"I missed you, Y/N. So much." Lucifer whispered.

"I...I missed you as well, Lucifer." Y/N whispered back.

Lucifer's hand found Y/N's, slowly and carefully intertwining their fingers. Y/N was surprised but let him, missing the feeling of his comfort.

For the first time in a long time, the past did not feel quite so heavy.

The morning in the Hazbin Hotel was like any other—loud, chaotic, and teetering on the edge of disaster. Angel Dust was draped over the worn-out lobby couch, filing his nails as Cherri Bomb dangled upside down from the chandelier, munching on a stolen bag of popcorn. Husk was behind the bar, pretending to wipe down glasses but really just looking for an excuse to start drinking early. Niffty zipped around with a duster, cleaning things that didn’t need cleaning, while Charlie and Vaggie stood by the front desk, already bracing themselves for whatever fresh madness the day would bring.

But none of them were prepared for what they saw when the elevator doors slid open.

Lucifer Morningstar, the literal King of Hell, stepped out first, as effortlessly regal as ever, his usual smirk in place. But what truly made the room fall into stunned silence was the figure walking beside him—Y/N, her pristine white dress barely tainted by the grime of Hell, her posture as poised and composed as ever.

And they were talking. Casually.

“…and I still don’t understand why you insist on keeping your library in such a state of disarray,” Y/N was saying with an air of exasperation.

Lucifer chuckled. “It’s not disorganized—it’s selectively arranged by my own system. You just have no appreciation for controlled chaos.”

She sighed. “It’s chaos, that much is certain.”

The entire lobby gawked at them.

Charlie’s eyes widened in shock, her mouth slightly open as she exchanged a baffled glance with Vaggie. Angel Dust actually dropped his nail file. Husk narrowed his eyes, as if checking to make sure he wasn’t still asleep. Cherri Bomb let out a dramatic gasp, nearly falling off the chandelier.

Even Niffty froze mid-spin, clutching her duster with both hands.

“…Did I hit my head?” Husk finally muttered.

“No, no, no, hold up,” Angel Dust cut in, sitting up straight. “Am I hallucinating? Did we get slipped some weird Hell-drugs? Since when are you two all buddy-buddy?”

Lucifer’s smirk widened ever so slightly as he looked at the stunned expressions around him. “Oh, come now,” he mused, spreading his arms. “Is it truly so shocking to see two old acquaintances finding common ground?”

“Yes,” Vaggie deadpanned.

“Absolutely,” added Husk.

“One hundred percent,” Cherri nodded, still hanging upside down.

Even Charlie, ever the optimist, looked utterly lost. “But… I thought you two hated each other?”

Y/N, to her credit, did not look nearly as amused as Lucifer, to admit, she was a little embarrassed. She glanced around at the expectant, slack-jawed expressions and let out a small sigh. “We never hated each other,” she corrected smoothly. “We simply had… differences to reconcile.”

Lucifer hummed in agreement. “And now we’ve reached a lovely understanding, haven’t we, angel?”

She shot him a look at the nickname but let it slide. “Something like that.”

That did nothing to ease the growing confusion among the hotel’s residents.

Angel Dust leaned toward Charlie, whispering loudly, “Okay, but like, did they make out or what?”

Charlie turned bright red. “Angel!!”

“What? I’m just saying—this is like, really suspicious! You saw them last week! They were about to rip each other’s pretty faces off!” He gestured dramatically at them. “Something happened.”

Vaggie folded her arms. “For once, I actually agree with Angel. This doesn’t add up.”

Y/N sighed again, pinching the bridge of her nose. “We simply had a conversation. One that resulted in us settling our differences. That is all.”

Lucifer, of course, wasn’t helping matters, looking entirely too smug. “My, my, the scandal of it all,” he drawled. “Two former celestial beings resolving their issues like adults. Shocking.”

Angel Dust narrowed his eyes. “I don’t buy it.”

Cherri Bomb flipped upright, landing beside him. “Yeah, me neither.”

Lucifer chuckled, enjoying the theatrics. “Believe what you will,” he said airily. “But unless you’d like to fund a full investigation, I’m afraid you’ll simply have to accept the reality before you.”

Angel crossed his arms. “Fine. But I’m watching you two.”

“Oh, I’m so frightened.”

Charlie, ever the peacemaker, clapped her hands together awkwardly. “Well! If you two are getting along now, then that’s… um… great? I guess?”

Y/N gave her a small nod. “It is not my intention to cause undue distress. My purpose remains the same. My personal matters with Lucifer are irrelevant to that.”

Charlie blinked. “Right. Of course. That makes sense…” She paused. “I think?”

Lucifer chuckled again, throwing an arm lazily around Y/N's shoulder. “Oh, come now, my dear. No need to overthink it. Just be grateful the tension is gone.

Y/N stiffened at the contact, but instead of snapping at him, she merely gave him a look.

“Remove your arm, Lucifer.”

He grinned. “As you wish.”

He let go, but the smirk never left his face.

Angel Dust turned to Husk, whispering, “I know she wanted to deck him just now.”

Husk smirked. “Yeah, but she didn’t. That’s what’s weird.”

Vaggie sighed. “Whatever this is, let’s just hope it doesn’t end in a massive disaster.”

“Oh, come now,” Lucifer said smoothly, clearly having heard. “When have I ever caused a disaster?”

Everyone in the room groaned.

Y/N just shook her head. “This is going to be insufferable.”

Lucifer grinned. “Oh, absolutely.”

And with that, he strolled away, whistling an eerily cheerful tune, while Y/N followed at a composed—if slightly exasperated—pace.

The moment they were out of sight, Angel Dust turned to the others. “Okay. We need a game plan.”

Charlie groaned. “Angel, please don’t—”

“No, no, listen,” he interrupted. “Something’s going on with those two, and we are not gonna let it slide.” He slammed his hands on the counter. “I’m starting a betting pool.”

Cherri Bomb gasped. “Oh, I am so in.”

“Guys!” Charlie protested.

But it was too late.

The Hazbin Hotel was now officially invested in the mystery of Lucifer and Y/N.

IM GOING TO TRY TO UPDATE MORE I PROMISE

thanks for being patient :))

stay safe and drink lots of water <33

xoxo, Izzy

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megs-1800 · 15 hours ago

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The One Where We Were On A Break- (Part 2)

Notes: This was highly requested after Part 1. You can read part 1 here. It is a 'will they' 'won't they' story and I really didn't know how it was going to end until I finished it. Please leave me reviews and requests as usual.

Summary: You and Mason have so much thrown at your relationship, will you be able to come out stronger or will the force that is dividing you apart finally win.

Pairings: Mason Mount x Reader

Word Count: 10.3k

Warnings: Fluff, Angst, Swearing, Smut, Mentions of spiking and sick.

Its been 2 weeks since that night, me and Mason did our awkward morning after conversations both not sure what to say to eachother. Its hard when there are so many feelings and emotions involved, I have never had a one night stand but I am thinking they are a lot easier than this. Mason made us breakfast whilst I sat in one of his shirts, on the breakfast bar across from him. Its like old times, it was like nothing has changed but at the same time everything had changed. We hardly spoke a word to eachother, everytime I wanted to say something nothing came out and I feel like Mason was the same. We looked across at eachother and eat in silence like we were strangers, I guess this moment in time we probably are.

I quickly made my excuses after that and went home, we haven’t spoken since that morning. Its now been 2 weeks. Mason has sent me a good morning text every morning and a good night text every night, he has tried to ring me a couple of times but I just cannot bring myself to respond. People would think its stalkerish but knowing Mase I know he just trying to put as much effort in trying to win me back. As magical as that night was, it has made everything 10000 times more complicated now.

It was late on Tuesday night and I see my phone light up, I was just drifting to sleep when it woke me from my sleepy state. I didn’t even look who was calling I just answered it:

“Hello” came the voice from the other line. Fuck I thought.. That’s Mason. I cannot hang up now. I continue to let him speak. “Sorry did I wake you?”

“Y-Yeah kinda a little bit its been a long day just needed an early night. Whats up?”

“Ah I am sorry for waking for you. To be honest I didn’t think you would answer."

“Yeah I know sorry about that I just don’t know what to say. Whats up tho Mase? Surely you cannot be ringing me at..” I quickly pull the phone away from my cheek and check the time as I wipe the sleep out of my eye “11:30pm on a Tuesday night just to say hi?”

Mason is silent for a little I guess trying to think of the answer, I can hear cars in the background so I am assuming he is driving somewhere. “I don’t really know in all honesty y/n/n, I started today and I scored a goal! It’s the 1st time that I actually started and scored a goal in so long. It was amazing, I got all these messages after the game and I guess all I wanted was to tell you. I am sorry for ringing you” I can hear the excitement in his voice, I am so proud of him.

“I am so proud of you. Go on Superstar!” That was the nickname that I always used to give to him which always made him roll his eyes but I knew deep down his ego loved it. “I actually knew you were starting, not going to lie I actually had the game on I just fell asleep so early I have been knackered. But I am glad you called thank you for telling me” I can feel my heart hurt even having this conversation with him.

“I will let you go and get some sleep. I just really wanted to hear your voice. Have sweet dreams beautiful”

“Thank you for calling and letting me know, I am generally so proud of you Mase. Get home safe okay. Message me once you are home”.

I sit awake not being able to sleep after that call, I sit staring at the ceiling. I haven’t heard his voice in 2 weeks and hearing his voice made all my feelings come back. The sound of my phone buzzing pulled me out of my trance which it was Mason telling me he was home safely. We sat up all night texting back and forth, it was natural. Like old times when we first started talking, both of us fighting the tiredness to stay up talking to eachother.

A week later I am sat on Lauren’s sofa playing with Jude over our monthly catch up brunches. We always make sure to see eachother once a month and this time it was my turn to travel up to her. “so whats new with you?” Lauren asks as she joins us on the sofa.

“Not much to be honest” I try and play it cool whilst I take another sip of my coffee.

Lauren gives me a little smirk “Oh really that’s not what Dec has been saying?”

I look at Lauren confused “what are you talking about?”

“Well apparently Mason has been saying that you two are talking again? So spill the tea whats happened?”

“I don’t know Lauren we started talking the other night when Mason scored that goal, and we have just been talking since. I just don’t know how I feel, cause I don’t wanna get hurt again but its so easy to love him Lau, I just don’t know what to do!”

We laugh and she gives me relationship advice regarding the situation, well of course she is rooting for us, everyone was. “I get he hurt you babes honestly I do but he made a mistake. Believe me we all were fuming with him for doing something so stupid but don’t punish him forever for a mistake.”

“I know.. I know. He was the first guy that I let all my guard down for and he broke me in every way possible so now I feel like I have my guard up again. I guess I will just have to see how things go”.

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Mason’s POV

I pulled up at the restaurant and make my way inside. I see Lauren and Declan waving at me from the table on the right. I quickly go over and hug them both and sit down. We are chatting away when Lauren asks “I did ask Y/N if she wanted to come? She said she was going to try?” I look down “yeah she said she had to work. I am not sure if it was an excuse or not as I have been asking to see her for a while and she keeps putting it off but I am giving her time so I just agreed with it and said she would be missed”.

We are having a great night chatting away and the food is delicious. That’s when I see over Declan’s shoulder a couple enter the restaurant. That’s when I double take as the girl looks so much like you.. wait that is you. Then I realise the guy that is with you is James. Are you serious? You tell me you are busy at work but actually going out with James? I am fuming. I watch as you say a couple of things to James and make your way to the bathroom. I quickly excuse myself to the bathroom too.

I wait outside the bathroom when you exit you look shocked. “Mase? What are you doing here?”

“I am out for dinner with Declan and Lauren. You know the dinner that you were invited too but were too busy ‘working’ to attend.” Which I put quotation marks around working. I sound a lot more confrontational then I wanted it to be.

You roll your eyes at this “really Mason we are going through this again?! I cannot keep having the same argument with you. Please its getting pathetic! I was working and then James asked if we wanted to continue working over dinner. Whats wrong with that? I am now not allowed dinner?” I can hear the anger in your voice, this is not how I wanted us to see eachother again.

“Come on y/n there is nothing innocent about James’ actions. Taking you for dinner? Come on he is just trying to fuck you.”

“Get over yourself Mason, we work together. But you know what who cares if he did wanna fuck me. You know what I could fuck him all night long if I wanted to, do you know why? Because I am not yours Mason! You know what I cannot keep having this same stupid pathetic argument! I cannot even believe I thought about getting back with you. You know what fuck off!” You shove past me and storm out of the restaurant. I watch as James see’s you and follows you outside.

I go back to the table trying to engage with conversation with Declan as I look over their shoulders at the window I can see you shouting with James. You are pacing in the street which I know you do when you are stressing out. I can see your voice is raised and you point over to the table which both you and James turn your head, I watch how James rolls his eyes and you both walk away.

I can feel my heart break, I have probably fucked it up with you again but at the same time I hate that you are with that prick. He was the whole reason we had that argument in the first place, and I was right he did have a crush on you I just wish you would see that.

I hated myself for causing that argument again, I never thought I would be the jealous type but here we are. Its like you have some kind of spell over me, I just want you all to myself. We both haven’t spoken since that night as I thought it would be best to leave you to calm down. Its been a week and I hate not speaking to you, I just wish I could go back to that night and not cause that argument, we were doing so well and I was winning you back.

I got home from training and I find myself slumped on the sofa, I keep looking over our pictures together which brings a small smile to my face. My fingers now hover over the call button and before I know it the phone is dialling you. I really do not expect you to answer but after a couple of rings the call connects:

“Hey Mase” you sound quiet like you are anxious to have this conversation

“I’m sorry” I blurt out I just need to apologise “I was an idiot I should of never caused that argument I was just jealous that you cancelled on me to work and then suddenly out for dinner with him. I am sorry I let my emotions get the best of me, please lets just go back to how we were, we were making progress please y/n/n.”

“I slept with James” I hear you blurt out. I am shocked I am not sure what to say, did I hear you right?

“I am sorry what?!” I am in complete shock

“After the fight James dropped me home. We ended up having like 3 bottles of wine. I was drunk and so pissed off with you I was like ‘fuck it’ you keep thinking that I am fucking him so I might as well make it a reality. I know its pathetic and childish I felt like shit the next morning. That’s why I couldn’t bring myself to message you. I am sorry”

“Right okay” is all I could reply to that sentence I am in complete shock. I cannot believe you slept with James. After all the arguments we have had about him and then you just slept with him just like that.

“Mase we are not together, I am allowed to sleep with whoever I want.”

“I know it just hurt out of everyone you could of slept with you slept with him. Are you two now together?” I hesitate as I really do not want to know the answer.

“No of course not, it was a one night stupid thing” I can hear the desperation in your voice.

“What? So you into one night stands now? That’s the girl you are now?” I am being blunt and I know I am out of order. I just want you to hurt.

“Are you actually calling me a slag right now Mason?!” I can hear your voice break at the end and I know you are now crying.

“Y/N I didn’t mean th-“

You cut me off “I cannot do this Mason. Everytime we see eachother we are arguing p-please I-I can’t” I can hear you trying to control your breathing. We sat on the phone for another 30 seconds both of us not knowing what to say.

You eventually break the silence “I-I gotta g-g-go” you eventually chock out and I let the phone go dead. I am still sat there on my sofa just staring blankly into the TV. Once again we cannot make it work maybe we are just not meant to be.

Readers POV

As soon as I hang the phone up I throw myself into my pillow and let the tears fall. I can feel my heart break all over again. Mason and I love eachother so much you can tell how much love there is between us both. Why can’t we just make it work.

I don’t even know how long I have been crying for until a knock at the door wakes me up, I quickly look in the mirror and I can see my eyes are red and puffy for the amount of crying. I look through the peep hole unsure who will be knocking at my door at this time.

Mason is stood there, he looks wet from the rain pour from outside. His eyes look the same as mine, not sure if it’s the rain but I know its obvious he has been crying. He had his head down and I could see his hands shaking I knew he was nervous.

The second I opened that door and saw Mason’s face I knew exactly why he was here, I could read the expression all over his face.

“We are done aren’t we?” I say defeated.

“Yeah I am done. I am done arguing and I am done caring.. I have loved you for so many years, you are the love of my life.. but I am done running after you.. I need to let you find peace and I need to be okay knowing that your peace isn’t with me. I will always love you but I need to be done now.. I need to let you go”.

And with that I watch as Mason turned around and walked back to his car. I can feel the tears rolling down my face. I couldn’t say anything I was frozen in the moment. Damn I will always love that man.

Mason’s POV

It’s the longest I have gone without messaging you, we have been no contact since that night. Its now been 4 weeks and 2 days. Yes I have been counting. The whole time all I thought about you, I wonder what have you been upto. Are you thinking of me? I always type a message out but I cannot bring myself to press send. We are toxic for eachother and staying in contact with eachother will just make it hurt more, that’s what I keep telling myself anyway.

Today is no different, I have been in training trying to recover from my current injury. As I drive home our song comes on the radio- Can’t help falling in love by Elvis and it makes tears form in my eyes as I sing along.

I bring my tired legs inside and do my usual evening routine. I am just about to get into bed when I see a call from Declan. It’s a bit unusual that he is ringing me this time of night especially as I know that he has an event. I quickly answer:

“Hey Mase, so sorry to ring so late. You alright?”

“Yeah you know so-so. Is everything alright Dec? I wasn’t expecting to hear from you tonight”.

“Hold on let me move it’s a bit loud here” I can hear Declan is in a club or something due to the amount of noise. He moves to somewhere quieter. “Listen Mase, its y/n”

The sound of your name gives me butterflies but then I need to remember to be strong “Declan please I know you are close with her but please I cannot keep hearing her name and speaking about her”.

“I know mate honestly I have rang everyone in my phone but no one can help please. I promise you were my last resort” . Now I am becoming worried but I let him continue. “Look Mase I have never seen her so drunk, I think she has been spiked she is all over the place. She has been dancing with these guys all night, I have been watching her to make sure she is okay but I cannot go over there as I gotta go in a bit to get to the event and I do not have time to take her home and there is no point me causing the drama and leaving her on her own that would make it a lot worse for her. I cannot leave her in that state Mase, Lauren will never forgive me. I am really scared she is going to get herself in trouble. I didn’t want to ring but no one else is around”.

I sat there debating it in my head the whole time he is speaking, as much as I really cannot see you right now I cannot leave you in a state like that. I would never forgive myself if you got hurt and I didn’t protect you. I must have been sat there debating in my head for a while as Declan brings me out of my trance “Mase you still there?” he asks.

“Yeah sorry Dec text me the address and I will be there in like 10 mins” Declan thanked me and messaged me the address as I quickly throw on a hoodie and joggers and ran out. I knew this club, you used to love going there. My hands are gripping the steering wheel so tight that my knuckles are white. I quickly find a parking spot just outside the club, its on double yellow lines but right now I don’t give a fuck about a ticket I just need to make sure you are safe.

I speak to the bouncer on the door and he lets me in straight away, I guess my fame does come in handy meaning I didn’t need to queue. I push myself through the waves of people, a couple of people stopping trying to take photos of me which I just continue past them. Right now my mind is focused on you. I see Declan and he waves me over.

“Thank god you are here I gotta go like now. She is over there” and he points to a booth in a corner where you are dancing with some guy. You look like you can barely stand and your head keeps rolling back, you look so out of it. “Lauren says thank you by the way. She couldn’t come because of Jude but she honestly appreciates you coming to the rescue, we both do”.

“Just because of everything that happened between us Dec doesn’t mean I stopped loving her believe me. I am glad you called at least I know she is safe” Declan thanks me again and makes his way out the club. I go over to the bar and grab a coke, it looks a bit less weird then me just standing in a club staring at you with no drink.

I watch you for another 30 minutes I have seen you in all your drunk states but you have never been like this, and I know you would never let yourself get into this state especially if you are on your own. You must have been spiked. I see the way this guy is swaying with you on the dancefloor and the way his hand keeps travelling to your bum. God I wanna break that hand is all I can think. He then helps you to sit at the end of the booth and he comes over to where I am stood at the bar, he orders 2 more alcoholic drinks you cannot ingest anymore alcohol you are fucked I have to intervene now before you end up in hospital.

I make my way to where you are sat. I crouch in front of you and hold your head in my hands, you roll your head into them as I hold the whole weight of you head. With my other hand I place some stands of hair behind your ear “Y/N hey! Can you hear me?” You open your eyes but there is nothing there, you are completely out of it. I stand up furious at what these guys have done to you, I grab your arm and place it around my shoulders as I take your entire weight trying to keep you standing.

As I about to walk, the guy you were dancing with stops me “Uh what do you think you are doing bro! Find your own slag this one is mine!”

I turn to him and shoot him a glare if I weren’t holding you right now he would already be on the floor. “who the fuck are you calling a slag! Now I suggest you let me leave with my girl” I square up to him. Some other guy walks over to him and whispers something in his ear all I hear is my name and ex, so I assuming that this guy has said to him that you are my ex. The other guys speaks up “Sorry mate no hard feelings yeah, my friend didn’t realise she was your girl our bad yeah”. I ignore them, not needing to give them a reply and walk away. I am able to get you to the bar as I shout over to the bar tender and point them in the direction towards those 2 guys and tell them to keep an eye on them.

With that I try and walk you out of the club, you are complete dead weight and its going to take us an age to even make it to the car. I quickly pick you up bridal style as I watch you nestle into my chest and I walk you out of the club and towards the car. I watch as the cameras clicked away, but right now I don’t care I just need to get you to safety.

I place you upright as I open the door and get you strapped into the passenger seat. You have your eyes closed and not even aware what is going on. I don’t know where to even take you as I don’t want to leave you on your own right now. I made my way back home.

Readers POV

I let my eyes suddenly adjust to the light, what happened last night? I remember that everything is blank. I begin to worry where I am but when I look round I know these surroundings I am at Mason’s. Why am I here, what happened?

As I sat myself up I feel the pain in my head suddenly and I quickly make my way to the toilet to throw up. I make my way back into bed, I am not sure where Mason is and grab my phone. The first thing I see is a news article from last night:

Mason Mount Seen Carrying Ex Girlfriend Y/N Y/L/N Out Of Manchester Club In Early Hours Of The Morning!

Shit I thought what the hell happened? why was Mason carrying me out of the club? What happened to my friends?

Mason brings me out of my trance as he walks into the bedroom wearing just a towel with some specks of water running down his chest. Fuck he looks fit.

“Sorry I used the guest shower as I didn’t want to wake you. How are you feeling?”

I try to look anywhere else so it doesn’t look like I am staring. “I feel like utter shit. What happened I cannot remember anything?”

Mason starts getting dressed and now I have to pull my eyes away when he takes the towel off. I can feel my heart rate increasing. “Declan rung me he said that you were off your face dancing with some guy he was worried about you but had to go to an event so he asked me to come down and save you I guess.

“Save me? Was I really that bad? I literally only had a couple of drinks”

Mason is now dressed and perches himself of the end of the bed and turns towards me, “y/n you were out of it. I was actually quite worried. Me and Dec have seen you drunk many times but never like this, we think you were spiked. Who were you with anyway? As when I got there you were on your own dancing with some prick” I can see the anger in his eyes, I hate that I made him worry.

“Uh shit I seriously don’t remember a thing. I was out with Brittany and some of her friends”.

“Well that makes a lot of sense” he scoffs and rolls his eyes. “It wouldn’t surprise me if she spiked you herself for a laugh. I cannot believe she fucking left you in that state, when I next see her I am giving her a peace of my mind. If Declan didn’t ring me and I didn’t turn up when I did god knows what would of happened y/n. You should of let me know you were going out with fucking Brittany and I would of come out with you and kept an eye on you. You know I hate you going out with her.”

“How was I suppose to ‘let you know’ Mason we haven’t spoken in weeks, but thank you for coming to my rescue as usual.” I look down at myself sitting in Mason’s bed and now realise I am literally just wearing Mason’s top and my hair still a little damp. “Uh Mase we didn’t uh you know have sex did we?” As right now sleeping together would make things a lot more complicated.

Mason giggled and gave me a small smile whilst he held my hand, “Uh no we defiantly didn’t do anything. You were completely fucked you couldn’t even keep your eyes open. I didn’t even think you knew who I was. But you were sick over yourself so I got you out of your dress and showered you and put you in a tshirt as I didn’t want you getting cold. I put you in my bed so I could keep an eye on you, I didn’t want you rolling on your back and choke or anything”.

My heart melts with the kindness that Mason is showing me. “Thank you Mase I really appreciate it.” As I place a small peck to his cheek.

“I gotta get going to training.” He says starting to move away from the bed.

“Shit sorry Mase. You shouldn’t of come to get me. You must be knackered.” I now feel so guilty.

“Shhhh” he says trying to sooth me as he pushes me back on the bed and plays with my hair. “I will never regret coming to save you. Now you get some sleep okay, I have only got training until this afternoon. When I am back I will take you home yeah? Or I can order you an uber now?”

I debate in my head but right now my head is pounding and I really do not want to move, I stretch out and makes me realise how comfortable his super king bed is. “I think I will vote for staying here if that’s okay?”

“Of course now you get some beauty sleep baby girl” he gives me butterflies as he grabs his training bag. As he walks out the room he turns around and gives me one more look, I gave him a warm smile and he says “I love you” his eyes turn wide when he realises what he is said “I am sorry its habit”. At with that he walks out the door. I roll over to his side of the pillow and let sleep overcome me.

When I wake up I look at the time on my phone, I see that its 1pm and Mason will be back from training anytime soon. I quickly get up and shower as my head feels relatively better now, I text Mason earlier and said I was awake. As I am getting dressed, I found my favourite tracksuit that he owns and I hear a text notification:

Mason: Five guys for lunch? xx

Me: You read my mind xx

Mason rang me asking me want I wanted and 30 mins later he was home with lunch. He comes in smiling. “Wow you look happy. Training went well I am guessing” he placed the five guys on the living room table in front of me as I start opening everything.

“Training was alright, maybe I was just happy because I am coming home to you” he sends me a wink. He puts his training bag down and looks at me. “How did I know you was going to wear that tracksuit”. Which we both giggle.

We talk and laugh the whole time we eat our food. I end up staying until the evening, we non stop laugh and play playstation together its like old times whilst he teases me because I am so bad at fifa. Then when I score I do his celebration which makes him giggle. I then catch a glimpse at the time. “Damn I really should be going. I got work tomorrow so need to get all my work bits ready”.

I see the disappointment in Mason’s face “did you want me to drop you home or I can order you an uber?” I smile at his consideration to always make sure I am home safely.

“Its upto you, if you want to drive me home I won’t say no” Mason agrees and we make our way back to mine. We are singing along to the radio and laughing. I am wishing all the traffic lights turn red so I can spend that extra couple of seconds with him. We pull up outside and what I wouldn’t give for one more lap around the block. I turn to Mason “Thank you Mase for everything. You didn’t need to come and rescue me but thank you Mase. Today has been amazing. I actually don’t want it to end.”

Mason is learning over the middle of the car so he is closer to me, I can feel his breathe on my skin, “I don’t want to let you leave. I am scared if you leave we will go back to our usual chaotic selves.” We continue to look at eachother for a moment until I reach across the car and pull him closer, I put my fingers through his hair as our lips touch. I am caught up in the moment, the kiss is passionate and we are desperate for eachothers lips. Mason deepens the kiss, we continue like this for another couple of minutes. I pull away and we just stare into eachothers eyes, god I could get lost in those eyes. Mason sits there playing with my hair. “I will see you soon yeah” I say as I get out the car. I get to my doorstep and turn around Mason’s eyes do not leave mine. As I get inside, I shut the door behind me and slide down the door. I love that man!

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Another month has passed and me and Mason are the best we have ever been. We have had a couple of dates and we are taking these slow. Its like when we first started talking and I am definitely loving it. I am in my kitchen making me and Lauren a drink for a monthly catch up:

“So tell me Y/n/n I wanna know about you and Mason?”

I giggle like a little school girl “Lauren you have no idea its amazing! Its back to how we were before we moved to Manchester I keep getting those little butterflies in my stomach and we both putting so much effort into it. I think I am falling in love with him all over again!”

“Ekkk I am so excited for you” she squealed. “Have you guys slept together yet?”

“No we have been taking it slow, no offence its not like we have never had sex before so we know that is incredible! But its been nice to actually just to go back to how we were when we first stated dating. We have a got date night for this weekend though so possibly that night might be the night!”

Lauren gives me a small excited clap “Yayyyy I cannot wait to hear all about it. You know we are all routing for you both” I know she always got my back.

Its date night and I have tried all 4 outfits on and I just cannot make up my mind, I need everything to be perfect and in my mind I am panicking that something will go wrong. Mason and I have been on dates since we started speaking again but we haven’t actually had sex since so that makes tonight extra special. Its like our first time all over again.

Mason has booked us a table at the restaurant we had our first date at, it’s a small restaurant in London. We haven’t been to it since we moved to Manchester so it will be nice to go back. I opt in for a mini skirt with some tights and a cute little top and jacket. I wore my new red lacey underwear set underneath, which empathises my boobs, I know Mason will be in love with it. I curl my hair as I know Mason's preference is to have it curled. I check myself out in the mirror on the way out the door. Mason has picked me up in his land rover. “Ready to go?” he asks as I climb in the car. I throw my overnight back into the backseat as he pulls off. Mason has booked a nice London hotel tonight near the restaurant. “You look beautiful by the way. Absolutely stunning” he made me blush “ thank you, you look so fit as well” I responded back.

We pull up outside the hotel and park up, “you okay if I just leave the car here? Means I can have a couple of drinks with you if we walk? It’s a lovely night for it?” I nod in response to Mason, I have suddenly become all nervous. I take Mason’s hand in mine as we talk the short walk to the restaurant.

When we arrive they sit us in the back out the way which we are both grateful to have some privacy. “You know this was the table we sat at for our first date”, Masons eyes sparkle reflecting off the light and I feel just like I did that first night.

“I know! Who do you think booked this table” he replied. He was always so thoughtful. We continue to talk over dinner about my work and his training and just general life. He has me non stop laughing as we end up going through 2 bottles of wine.

The bill comes so I turn to Mason still holding his hand across the table “did you want me to get half? Or I can get the whole dinner as you got the hotel?” I offer, Mason lets go of my hands like he offended.

“Of course not! I didn’t let you pay for our first date so why do you think I am going to let you pay now? You can get the next one” .

I laugh at his attempt “you say that everytime so I probably owe you like what 56 dinners?”

Mason giggles back at me “well we will just make 57 then won’t we”.

Mason pays the bill and we make our way out, as we go to leave there is paparazzi outside. “Its just like our first date” I joked with Mason but he didn’t sound too impressed he hates that we cannot just have a dinner. He goes to one of the waiters and they point towards the back so Mason grabs my waist and guides me out.

“I am sorry I know its annoying. They always find a ruin everything” I can see the anger in his eyes.

“Its fine Mase it kinds of comes with the territory of dating a footballer babe. I have been in your life many years I am kind of used to it at this point”. I try to reason. I stop and hold Mason around his waist.

He pulls me in gripping my sides “you shouldn’t have to get used it though”

“I would get used to anything if it means keeping you” Mason doesn’t reply but kisses me, it’s a short gentle kiss. We pull away and I can suddenly feel the alcohol start to kick in and I am now starting to feel a little tipsy. We continue to walk hand in hand back to the hotel. As we arrive Mason unlocks the car and we get our overnight bags out.

Mason checks us in whilst I stand back trying to focus, as the alcohol has now apparently starting to affect my vision. Mason walks back over to me and leads me over to the lifts, as soon as the lift door closes I wrap my arms round Mason and attack his lips. Its desperate and passionate as I feel him grab my bum and hips as he deepens the kiss. He pushes me against the lift walls as we deepen the kiss. We hear the lift ding and the doors open, we suddenly pull away from eachother as another couple get in. We stand across the lift just seductively staring at eachother trying our hardest not to touch eachother. It was the longest 30 seconds of my life. As soon as the lift dings indicating that we are at our floor, we practically run out of the lift and as soon as the door closes we are attached again.

Mason continues to kiss me as he guides me to our room, we pull away to enter the room and place our bags down. I give myself a couple of seconds to admire the room and Mason is back on me. He pushes me against the wall, as he pulls my skirt up to get more assess to my ass. He tilts my head to the side as he attacks my neck, he is sucking away and I can already feel the hickey forming. I am continuing to grind into him as I can feel his dick harden as he moans into my neck.

Mason pulls away and whips his shirt off, which I pull my skirt and tights in one swift motion and in the same throw my top off leaving me in my red lace bra and matching thong. Mason is stood in his pants as I can see his growing cock fighting to get out. He stands there and admires me for a couple of seconds as he rubs himself over his pants. “Fucking hell I am so lucky” his lips are back onto mine. We both fighting with our tongues for control, he continues to grind into me as I am pushed against the wall. He inches his fingers down and rubs me through my thong, I can feel my wetness growing as I have waited so long for this. He goes down and sucks on the top of my boobs that is pushed out of the bra. I cannot stop moaning his name which is fuelling him more, I know he loves it when I say his name.

“Y/N I honestly wanna tease you all night but I don’t think I can hold it. I need to be inside you” I bring Mason back to me and continue to deeply kiss him as I reply. “Mase please I need your cock” I plead with him. Mason wastes no time as he picks me up and throws me onto the bed as he removes his pants and I watch his dick spring up. He flips us over so I am on top and he gives himself a couple of pumps and then lines himself up with me and he moves my thong out the way and lowers my hips down onto him. I cannot hold the moan that escapes my lips as I feel him stretch me out. I give myself a couple of seconds to adjust to his size and then I begin my pace bouncing up and down on him. “This sight I could actually look at all day long” Mason whispers into me as I continue my pace. “fuck y/n your pussy is so good” “honestly Mase you have no idea how good your cock feels in me right now”. I continue my pace I can feel me getting close but my legs are starting to give out as I can feel the burn I am not sure how much longer I can go.

Mason realises that I am slowly down and realises what is happening, he quickly flips us over in one shift motion so he is now on top with my legs wrapped around his waist. “I am sorry” I apologise feeling embarrassed and try to look away. Mason grabs my face so I am looking into his eyes “don’t be silly you know how much I love being on top of you. I am going to absolutely destroy you” and with that he makes a massive thrust.

I moan Mason’s name as he continues his rhythm “uh Mase I can feel you in my stomach” which makes him smile into my lips as I know it gives his ego a massive boost when I say that. I can feel my walls clenching around him, I am so close. “come on cum for me baby girl” Mason continues his pace and then he hits the spot and I come undone, I am a screaming mess underneath him which the sight of this makes him cum as well. He quickly remembers to pull out and cums all over my stomach and collapses next to me. “Fuck you are so sexy. I fucking love our sex” he says turning to me and we have a long kiss. “Stay there I will get you some tissue” he says coming back into the room with some tissue so I can clean up.

I wake the next morning of the sound of someone knocking at the door, Mason is already up so goes to open it. He walks back into the room with a cart “I ordered room service I thought you would be starving after last nights antics” I giggle remember the three rounds that we went last night and how sore my body is today from it. I quickly get up and wrap the hotel robe round myself and join Mason at the hotel table so we can share breakfast. At this moment everything is perfect!

We continue in our honeymoon phase, our relationship cannot be more perfect. I am basically staying at Mason’s every night and we talk all day everyday that our work allows us. No arguments, no fights, just love and passion. Last night was no different, Mason had a late Tuesday night game so I decided to stay at home. I have been watching the game, Mason didn’t get to start but came on after 60 minutes, they lost but at least Mason got game time which is the main thing.

I am woken to notifications on my phone, I see different people have text me all asking to look at the news, they have screenshotted pictures of the news statement and when I open the message I see the headline: I AM PREGNANT WITH MASON MOUNTS’S BABY!

My heart suddenly drops in my chest, I am used to all these rumours of people trying anything to get a story but for some reason my gut is telling me this is different. I try and ring Mason as I knew he would be home now but no answer. I try to sleep but that’s all my mind can think of.

I have tried to tell myself the news article isn’t real but Mason hasn’t responded to any of my texts or calls so I guess I got my answer. I cannot believe it, everything was going so well with us and now this has got to come along and ruin everything. I am wreck all over again, I hate the not knowing what is going to happen next.

I am working away in the office trying to keep my mind occupied when I see a text message from Mason:

Mason: “Hey, is it okay if I come over once you finish work. I owe you an explanation? x”

I quickly reply “Of course. I will look forward to seeing you x”

Mason doesn’t reply but I cannot wait to get out of work. I am counting down the minutes to before I finally finish. When I pull up outside my house I see Mason is already there waiting for me. “Hey” he says. I shoot him a smile and let us inside. I offer him a drink and then we both sit on the sofa, I have to hold my hands still to stop from shaking. I am so anxious right now.

“I am sorry for not replying or contacting you. I just had to get my head around everything. I still don’t know how I feel”. Mason finally speaks after our long period of silence.

“So I am guessing its true”

Mason nods. I gulp swallowing the lump in my throat that is forming. I feel sick but I know we need to have this conversation I need answers. “Who is she?” I ask.

Mason looks down as he cannot look me in the eye “She is just a girl. A one night stand thing. It happened when me and you were broken up. She was just a girl I used to try and get over you. She is 7 months along. So basically due soon.”

“Okay I thought you said you used protection with those other girls? And why now? Why did she wait 7 months to come forward”.

“I thought I did too but I was so pissed everytime I slept with those girls I had no idea what was happening half the time. And I have no idea why now. She said that her relationship broke down when he found out it was my baby and she couldn’t do it on her own”.

“So she just wants money?” I spat out

“Possibly but I don’t care. Its my baby y/n. The dates add up, I went to the hospital with her for her scan and they confirmed the date of conception. I have to be a part of my baby’s life. I have to be a dad you know how much I want children. But at the same time I cannot loose you”.

I bring myself to look at Mason and his eyes match mine, we are both fighting back tears “so where is she now?”

“She is staying with me, I said to her I wanted to be part of every moment of the pregnancy as I have already missed out on so much”.

I nod slowly trying not to let emotion overwhelm me “Mason I cannot be with you knowing another girl, that you slept with might I add, is living in your house and having your baby. Having your 1st baby Mason. It would be different if me and you met and you had a child. But everything we have been through and now this! I cannot handle that Mase, I cannot let my heart break like that and I cannot ask you to choose.”

“I understand” Mason sniffles and tries to control his breathing.

“Are you getting a DNA test or do you trust this girl?”

“I trust her, but you know me I have always been too trusting. Dad is adamant that I get a DNA test but cannot get one done until the baby is born so for now I am assuming it is mine until I proved wrong”.

“Okay” is all I can reply. I wish I prepared myself for this conversation. In my head I just kept preparing that it wouldn’t be real.

“I don’t want to loose you y/n/n. Please tell me you will still be around. I cannot do life without you”. I watch as a tear slips down his face.

“You will always have me Mase. But at the same time I cannot keep letting myself love you. Look at all the shit we have been through. I have got to distant myself from you, I have to let myself move on otherwise I will continue to be fixated on you, I will let you control my life. But if you ever need me no matter the time or day ring me and I will come running.” I am trying to assure Mason as I wipe his tears away.

We share a small kiss, a goodbye kiss, us both not wanting to let go. With that Mason walks away, as soon as gets to the car he turns around and gives me one more look and I watch him drive away as I let my tears fall. Well that’s us finished for good.

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I knock again in case you do not hear me, I look through the windows but it looks like no one is home. I call you again but there is no answer. Where are you? The panic is setting in, are you okay? Are you ignoring me? You said you will always be there so where are you? I go back to sit in my car with Lewis, as its clear you are not at home. I am not sure who else would know where you were. I didn’t want to call your family as I am not sure they would want to speak to me after everything that has happened.

All I can think of I could try Lauren, I quickly hit dial which after a couple of rings she answers: “hey” she states. “Where is she Lauren?” I blurt out.

“Where is who?” Lauren questions.

“Y/n” I reply “I need to see her Lauren, where is she?” I hear Lauren take a breathe

“Did you not know?” I can hear the confusion in her voice

“Know what?” I can feel my tone getting heated a little as I am getting tired of not getting the answers I want.

“She is leaving Mase. She got a job in Germany. Her company is expanding and there new head office is going to be there so she is going over there for 6 months to trial it out and get them all set up.” I feel my heart drop you are leaving? Lewis gives a sympatric look.

“When did she leave?”

“uhhh now I think. Her flight is today, hold on I might have the time” I heard her tapping away on her phone. “Yeah 2pm”. I look at the time its 12pm now. I look at Lewis with hope.

“I might have time to grab her before she flies. I gotta tell her everything, I cannot let her leave not knowing how I feel” I said this to both Lewis and Lauren. “Where is she flying from?”

Lauren gives me a couple of seconds of silence then replies “Manchester” that’s it I am going.

“Lauren text me her flight information I gotta go tell her”. Lauren agrees and hungs up the phone. I start driving towards the airport.

“What do you think is going to happen? What you going to tell her how you feel and she is going to decide to stay?” Lewis asks trying to speak rationally but right now I am not thinking, all I can think of you.

“I don’t know Lew, but I cannot just let her go and never know. I have to allow myself the chance to tell her. She deserves to know”.

“I don’t know Mase, you are just going to turn her life upside down again. Shouldn’t you just leave the poor girl alone”. I know you and Lewis were always close, you were always his favourite girl I have dated.

“Your my brother Lew, you are supposed to be on my side!” I argue

“I am on your side, I am the one in the bloody car on a way to the airport so you can declare your love to this girl. But Mase she is moving on with her life you are about to throw all these emotions her way. You just need to be prepared you may not get the reaction that you want”. I don’t reply I just focus on the road ahead with my knuckles gripping the steering wheel. I know deep down he is right but I need to allow myself to try.

We find somewhere to park near the airport, that is going to cost me and an arm and leg I thought. I looked at the time and we have 30 mins until your gate closes. I really hope you haven’t boarded yet. We run to the front desk and buy 2 tickets and run through security. We find your gate number on the board and of course it has to be the gate that is the furthest away. We continue to run as quick as I can which Lewis tells me to leave him as I can run quicker.

I make it to your gate but there is a massive queue of people, I search through but I cannot see you. I stand on one of the chairs and I see you in the middle. I shout for you and you turn around and see me, you looked shocked. You walk out of line and come and meet me, at this time I turn around and Lewis has been able to catch up but stands out of the way.

“Mase what are you doing here?” you look nervous.

“I couldn’t let you leave without telling you how I feel” I go to grab your hands in mine but you pull away.

“Mase I can’t do this right now. How did you even know I was leaving?”

“Lauren” we both say in unity.

“Please y/n 5 minutes and then if you wanna go then I will let you go please.”

“Mase nothing is going to change. I know how you feel but you are having a baby with another women and I will never make you choose but at the same time you cannot make me stay.”

“Its not mine” I blurt out. “She gave birth to a baby boy last week, we got the DNA test back this morning. Its not my baby. She lied, she slept with someone else the same week we slept together. She told me that she only slept with me and there was no doubt in it, but the truth was there was always the chance that it wouldn’t be mine. She just tried to get as much money as she could out of me. I am glad my family pushed me into the DNA test now.”

You look down “Uh shit Mase I am so sorry”

“I am not. It made me realise I don’t want to be a dad unless you are their mum. I can only do parenthood by your side. I want you to have my 1st child and all my children, I want to see you have that beautiful baby glow and I want to have a baby that is half yours. I cannot do life without you y/n. I love you baby, please. I can’t do this without you. You are the reason my world turns, you are the reason my heart beats. Please don’t leave y/n, I need you by my side. I will do anything to make you stay. I will get on my heads and knees in front of everyone and beg you to stay if that’s what you want? Please y/n just give us a chance, you know we are made for eachother, we always find a way to make it back to eachother no matter the storm.”

I watch as you try and look up trying to hold in the tears “M-Mase I can’t do this right now I gotta go”. And with that you give me a small smile with watery eyes and walk towards your flight. I can feel myself trying to hold it in. I turn to Lewis “I really thought she would stay” . Lewis gives me a hug trying to calm me down “I know bro I really thought she would too”.

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Mason's POV

I am still not over you, I think deep down I will never be able to get over you but I just try and stay on the positives. I count myself lucky that I was still loved by you, and that you got to be such a big part of my life. That’s the mindset I am trying to have, I am letting my wounds slowly heal and I know eventually I will be okay but at the same time I am not sure if I want to heal, as that will mean I will have to stop thinking about you and I don’t think I ever want to do that.

Today is match day and all my family have come down to watch the game, all I wish is that you were here. I try not to message you so I can allow myself to move on but I ask Lauren for updates. She says you are loving it in Germany and absolutely thriving, part of me is gutted as you are so far away but at the same time I am so proud of you. Its been a month since you have gone and I still miss you more then ever. I ask Lauren if you speak about me which she says no, I don’t know if that’s the truth or if she is just trying to protect me.

I had the best game of the season so far, I started the game and got a hattrick in the first time in ages. After the game we do our interviews and get changed then I make my way to the players lounge to see my family. They all say words of encouragement and how proud they are off me, Mila and Summer come over and hugging me. I hug Lewis when he whispers in my ear “if I were you Mase I would turn around”. Confused at this sentence I turn around and that’s when I see you. You are stood in a pair of skinny jeans and one of my united tops, your hair is straightened and blonder then I remember. You look phenomenal, you make my heart skip a beat. “Hey” you say softly.

I slowly walk over to you, still trying to figure out if you are real. I stop in my tracks in front of you. “W-what are you doing here?” I am speechless and in complete shock. I wasn’t expecting to see you.

“You think I would miss my superstar’s best game of the season?” which makes us both giggle. We were always eachothers biggest supporter. You grab my hands in yours “I realise that I couldn’t be apart from you either. I tried everything to get over you but that day in the airport constantly plays in my mind. I realise that I can’t be without you Mason, no job or location is worth loosing you. I will choose you over everything life throws at me. So I came back, I couldn’t live another day without being yours. I need you Mase. I love you”.

I am still in complete shock, I have no words to reply. I grab either side of your cheeks and give you a needy kiss. I am scared if I let you go then you won’t be real. We both stand there in the moment for a little too long when my brother coughs and pulls us out of the moment. We both pull away smiling at eachother, your eyes are sparkling and I swear you have got more beautiful then the last time we saw eachother. If that was even possible.

I turn to my family “Did you guys know?” they both look at eachother for a response which my mum speaks up “she told us not to say anything. She wanted to surprise you”. I guide you over to the table where we are all sat and Mila is straight on your lap whilst you play with her hair. We all engage in conversation about your trip and about the game and for this moment the world has stopped spinning. For the first time in a while everything is how its suppose to be.

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𝑨𝒔 𝑻𝒉𝒆 𝑾𝒊𝒏𝒅 𝑩𝒍𝒐𝒘𝒔

Chapter 5

Chapter Title-> Answers

Chapter Warnings: This deals with a lot of bad thoughts, a lot of self doubt and just not so kind thoughts the reader is having. I’m not sure of what other warnings to give. But just keep that in mind. If you think of anything specific please let me know and I’ll add them!

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A/N: I’ve been struggling to write this recently. Just struggling with motivation in general. So just be aware I’ve started and kept writing a good handful of times with this. As always sorry for any mistakes or missing warnings!

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After the night, the boys let you sleep. They tried figuring something out. Something to make you feel loved. Minho had the suggestion of making you breakfast in bed to start off with. Felix and Seungmin both baked you some goodies. Changbin, Hyunjin and Jeongin ran to the store to get some stuff.

Chan was passing back and forth. After everything that had happened he felt like a jerk. “Dude, you were worried last night don’t sweat it too much.” Seungmin said the first word he’s spoken to him since he scolded him.

“You didn’t see her last night though.. she looked so scared. These nightmares are getting really bad” he said.

“Have you asked her mom about it?” Felix piped in.

He looked like a light bulb just went off “I’ll be right back.”

Chan wanted to call but he wanted to ask in person. He drove to your parents store finding you mom there sweeping up the shop.

“Well hello there” she said with a smile.

“Hey, i uhm-“ he stuttered not knowing how to ask. “I need to ask you something” he blurted out.

“We’ll sit down, I’ll grab you a drink”

Chan sat down at the tables fidgeting with his fingers. Your mom sat down beside him handing him a water “so what’s the matter” she asked like she knew.

“Does- or did y/n use to get really bad nightmares?” He asked his eyes soft.

She let out a sigh “yeah.. they all about stopped though when we started homeschooling her” she said. “Is she having them again?” she asked looking concerned.

“Yeah. They’re really bad. It was after seeing someone at the store” he added.

Her eyes grew wide “that little shit” she cursed.

Chan tilted his head looking at her to continue. He needed answers. “When it came out of what y/n was.” She breathed. “This boy at her school was ruthless. We tried asking the school to have him stop but they wouldn’t do anything. He bullied her horribly. And when he found out she was also an omega it-“ she paused. “He just kept at her. I’ll never forget him saying ‘she needs a real alpha to make her a full omega. To make her not a freak.’ After all that we finally were able to pull her out. She said those dreams were of him. Of horrible scenarios. Maybe she’s having them about him again then?” She said wiping a small tear from her cheek.

She hated that she couldn’t protect you from him. How she watched you become a shell of yourself back then afraid to go anywhere. “He- he moved a year ago but- I guess he’s back?” She said softly.

“You did what you could don’t beat yourself up.” Chan consoled her. “I’ll do anything and everything to protect her don’t worry” he said taking her hand in his. His fingers ran over hers making her feel a bit more at ease.

Before leaving your mom gave him a big container of cookies to take you. His mind raced as he headed home. He swore to himself if he ever saw him he’d make him pay.

Breakfast was done by the time Chan got home. You were still peacefully asleep the boys not knowing if they should wake you, since you were actually sleeping.

The other boys returned home, they got your favorite foods for dinner and a new dress in your favorite color. Hyunjin smiled holding a bag “I got us paints and stuff. We can make a hand panting all together” he said.

“Let’s make a fort? We can all snuggle under it and have a nice morning watching cartoons” Han added.

“Yeah! And after we can all go swimming! I just cleaned the pool yesterday.” Changbin said.

“Sounds perfect” Chan exhaled.

A few minutes later the sounds of Felix running down the hall were heard. “She’s awake!” He said smiling. Everyone grabbed the stuff bringing you the breakfast they had prepared. Jeongin grabbing the pretty flowers he had gotten you to sit in your room.

“Morning beautiful” Minho said with a smile.

“We have whole day planned so eat up!” Felix said as he scooted in bed with you.

“What?” You said rubbing your eyes still groggy.

“Blanket fort and cuddles then lunch and then we’re gonna go swimming” Felix said happily.

You nodded still not fully awake as you took a sip of the juice beside you. You ate as some of the boys left your room to get stuff ready. Felix, Minho, Chan and Seungmin stood in your room still. You leaned your head on Felix’s shoulder as you ate trying to wake yourself more. Felix kissed the top of your head humming softly. “Can I shower?” You asked.

“Yeah, here.” Seungmin said handing you the bag with the new dress in it. Changbin picked this out.” He added.

You smiled looking in the bag. “It’s pretty” you said yawning. Your eyes look heavy your body felt just the same. “Ima shower” you said softly getting up slowly.

“Whenever you’re done come out ok?” Felix said with a smile.

You slowly headed to the shower. All the things that had happened circling through your head. The words of the man replaying “you ruin everything” on loop. Your chest started to tighten as you slowly knelt down under the water. A flood of emotions washing over you as you began to sob. ‘He’s right. I ruin everything.’ You said to yourself. ‘I need to be a better omega, need to- to do everything right.’ You thought as streams of tears poured down your face.

Jeongin had peaked into your room forgetting to leave the flowers for you as he heard you crying. He opened the door to the bathroom slowly closing his eyes as to not intrude. “Y/n are you ok?” He asked. His voice making you jump.

“I- uh- y-yeah- I’m fine” you said quickly trying to push down the feelings you were having.

“Are you sure? You know you can” he started before you cut him off.

“No no I’m fine I’ll be out. Sorry for keeping you all waiting” you said quickly turning off the water.

“O-okay, we’ll be out here” he said before leaving.

You quickly got out putting on the pretty dress they had gotten you. Your mind still racing a voice cracking through ‘you don’t deserve that.’ It spoke. Your small smile faded as you looked at yourself in the mirror.

As you made your way out you followed along ghostly with them. Whatever they wanted to do you did. Cuddled under the fort as you watched shows Chans eyes watching your every movement. He could tell you were still not fully there, and it was eating him inside.

When everyone moved to lunch you didn’t eat much again. Taking a few bites as everyone else chattered. You got up putting the dishes in the dishwasher. You quickly tidied up the kitchen the others already off getting ready to go swimming. Minho /stood behind you “Hey you don’t have to do that.” He said. “Why don’t you go get ready with the others?” He continued.

“I’m almost done.” You said softly. Putting the last few dishes away. Grabbing a rag to wipe down the table. He watched on feeling a little part of him break seeing you more concerned about this. Then going to get ready to have fun.

“Y/n. Go get ready” he said moving towards you.

“I gotta keep the house clean.” You said your voice barely a whisper.

“I can finish it.” He said trying to sound gentle.

“No. I’m- I’m the omega. I- I have to do it” you said before cleaning up the last few spots. Your words ringing in his head what did you mean? Sure that’s how it was in most packs but this was different. He started to say something before you were already off to get ready. He stood there head buzzing ‘this isn’t good’ he said to himself.

You got yourself dressed making your way towards the small pool that they had. Swimming was nice you felt a bit more relaxed in the pool. Everyone seemed to be having fun even Chan. “You look really good in that” Han said with a smile as he scooted closer to you.

“Thank you” you said softly.

The night dwindled down the boys making dinner as you changed. Chan had come in to see how you were doing “hey princess, I brought this for you” he said handing you one of his most comfy hoodies.

“Thank you” you said quickly putting it on. He hesitantly came closer to you pulling you into a hug. “I’m sorry for getting upset with you. I was just worried you know?” He said cupping your face to look at him.

“No- I understand. I should have told you. I’m sorry.” You said back.

“I love you” he said softly before kissing your forehead.

“I love you too” you replied.

Something about your tone though just didn’t sit right with him. He felt like you were just saying it to please him almost. However he didn’t wanna push it afraid of making you upset. He followed behind you as you made your way towards the kitchen. “Surprise! We made all of your favorites!” Changbin said.

“We?” Minho added.

“Minho made all your favorites!” Changbin corrected himself.

You all sat down for dinner like usual everyone eating well except you. You ate more than you had earlier however still not much. As everyone finished you did like earlier. Picking up all the plates as, putting them in the dishwasher. You cleaned the counters and the table once more before heading to your room. Your body felt drained. Minho surprisingly came to check on you, peering into your room. “Y/n” he said as he opened the door letting himself in.

“Hey can we talk for a second?” He said making his way to your bed where you were laying.

“About what?” You said not turning to look at him.

“About what you said earlier? You know we aren’t like a normal pack? You aren’t responsible for taking care of everything in the house” he stated.

“I wanna be a good omega. Do as I’m supposed to. Not make anyone upset” the last bit coming out low.

He let out a soft sigh knowing it would take a lot to get you out of this mindset you had put yourself in. “We are always here for you just remember that” he said before placing a kiss to your cheek. As he got up and left your already sleepy eyes closing. You opened them quickly, you got up body moving fast before locking the door. You didn’t want to bother anyone tonight. You laid back down slowly drifting off to sleep. You tossed and turned a bit a mixture of dreams flooding your mind.

Until he was there once more. This time no one was there. It was only you and him. The scene had changed to one more familiar. Your school. His wicked smile easier to see as he stalked his way closer to you. This time you didn’t run though. “You think you can just do all the perfect little omega stuff and everything will be sunshine and rainbows?” He chuckled. “You still have that alpha side. It will always be there, to remind you how much of a freak you are.” He growled his body right up against you now.

“What do you want from me!” You finally screamed back.

“What do I want? For you to realize that no one will love you.. like I can” he said in a sickening voice.

“I don’t want you!” You screamed back his hand quickly coming around your neck like many dreams before.

“It doesn’t matter what you want don’t you get it?” He chuckled. “I’ll always be here, and I’ll make sure to ruin everything you work for until I’m your only option!”

You tried pushing him away tried fighting back for once. His nails digging tightly into your neck. “No one’s gonna save you this time freak. Then you’ll be all mine” he growled barring his teeth. He pushed your head to the side teeth ready to bite at your neck. You let out an almost blood curtailing scream “Stop!” The scream coming out in the real world. Minho who had come back to check on you was at the door. He tried opening it realizing it was locked. His mind raced.

“Bangchan!” He yelled loudly. Chan who had already heard you was already down the stairs running towards your room. “It’s locked!” Minho said his voice laced with panic. Chan with no second thought rushed your door. Breaking it down like it was a piece of cardboard. He moved quickly towards you, something was more wrong than before. He could see small indents of nails in your neck. Like whatever was happening in your dream was actually happening.

He grabbed ahold of you wasting no time knowing what he had to do. His sharp teeth came into contact with your skin. Almost at the same instant that the guys came to your neck. Your body lunched forward a silent scream leaving your lips. Chans arms wrapped around you not before noticing a small hole in your neck where the man had almost been able to bite you.

Your body was still in fight mode scared that it was still happening. You tried pushing Chan away from you screaming and crying “get off!”

Chans hand held onto yours as he shushed you “you’re awake y/n- it’s me- it’s ok” he said rocking you back and forth.

“He tried marking me! It felt so real I-“ you cried. Chan held you tightly in his arms calming you down as he rocked you.

Jeongin had entered the room in all of the commotion looking over at you. He noticed your neck and it hit him. He knew what was going on. “Chan” he said voice louder than normal. Him and Minho shot over looking at the boy standing there. “We have to find him.” He stated.

“What are you talking about?” Minho said eyes almost looking at him like he was crazy.

Jeongin breathed out “one of people from my old pack did something similar to someone who escaped. He’s working with someone, someone who can get to her in her dreams. If we don’t stop him and he bites her in the dream.. it’ll happen in real life. That’s what he’s doing.” He stated. “The person who left.. was tormented.. the person that they were supposed to be married off to did it. Marking them in their dreams so they couldn’t be with anyone else. So they had to return.” He babbled.

“But she’s already marked!” Chan said louder than he meant to making you jump.

“Yes, and I’m sure he knows that but if he marks her too. Like an Alpha. He’ll still have ties to her. You know that.” Jeongin said.

“I’m gonna find that motherfucker and kill him. I’m gonna fucking end his life!” He growled.

Your body stiffened at his words “alpha I’m sorry.. I’m sorry” you kept apologizing feeling like you had caused so much harm already.

“Sh sh it’s ok. You didn’t do anything” Chan spoke again his words softer this time. “We are gonna find a way to make this end. I promise. I’ll keep you safe even if it costs me my life” he said kissing your forehead.

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