#if i have to move momentarily back to my dads house im gonna lose my mind

[toonfinatic]

The most difficult thing to decide is what i want to study at uni

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FP Jones(Riverdale)

Title: Are You Sure?

(Young FP Jones x Reader, Young Fred Andrews x Reader)

“Fred What are you doing?” You giggle as you walk into the room seeing your boyfriend Fred Andrews smelling a bottle of liquor.

“I’m making sure we have enough booze for the party” Fred responds with a shrug

“And.. smelling the booze is making sure there’s enough?” You hold back a smile at your silly man.

“Yes babe” Fred says smiling and taking another whiff of the bottle before placing the cap back on and putting back on the table along with all the other bottles.

Fred walks to you wrapping his arms around your waist slowly pulling you to him for a small kiss, after your shared moment you smile up at him telling him he’s weird for his actions smelling the liquor and lame excuse.

“Well I may be weird but you love me” he smiles cocky at you. And you give him a smile back.

~

The Party was at full swing plenty friends and even foes hung around in different areas of the house drinking and laughing. You were standing outside enjoy some much needed fresh air after dancing with your friends to way to many songs working up a sweat.

“Hey Y/N hows the party going?” FP had showed up at your side just finally arriving to his best friends bash. He stood there hands in his pockets with a slight smirk on his face that he often had.

“Oh well it was great but now your here so I can only imagine how badly things will turn out” you joked with him because he was one for the occasional trouble.

“Ouch now that just hurts girl” FP replies holding his hand to his heart with his smirk still present.

“Well you know what they say love is pain, and as your friend there shall be times I hurt you with my amazing Witt” you laugh.

Fps eyes had a slight glimmer to them hearing the word Love, but it quickly changed to slight sorrow hearing the word Friend and his smirk was fallen.

Fps eyes left you as he saw his best friend also known as your boyfriend Fred Andrews come up to you guys smiling to greet his buddy.

“Hey man there you are!” Fred smiles to FP and wraps an arm around your shoulders.

“Hey” FP replies blandly and walks past Fred patting him on the back. Fp is focused now on needing a drink something strong to help get you off his mind and his affection he shouldn’t have for his best friends girl. So that’s what he did he made his way to the table filled with bottles of booze and he picked up one that looked more then half empty taking it for himself.

~

Some time has passed and You we’re walking around the house looking for Fred but came across one glum looking figure slumped on Fred’s bed sipping a bottle of whiskey.

“Hey you okay?” You asked with some concern.

“Mm” is all he said with his head hung low.

“Fp what’s wrong?” You ask your friend coming closer to him.

“Nothing” Fp says in rough tone finally glancing your way and takes a big sip from his bottle.

“Seriously Fp don’t do that, talk to me please I hate seeing my friends down” you sigh and sit next to his slumped figure on the bed.

“Friends” he scoffs “yeah well I’m fine, go back to your boyfriend girl” he responds rudely and nods his head to the door indicating your for to leave the room.

“No you ass, your what’s important right now, and only way I’m leaving you while in this state is if you push me out and lock the door. But don’t do that” you tell him. And lock your eyes on his now that he is actually looking at you, you try to search his eyes for any sign when could be wrong. Maybe he had another fight with his dad? Maybe with a serpent?

“Ugh why do you have to do this” FP looks at you with a pleading look.

“Because I care, I always care” you quickly respond to his statement and put your soft well manicured hand on his arm. You catch FPS glance to your hand and move it off him taking his bottle of booze and putting it on the side bed table. “Now tell me please what’s going on” you try giving him a reassuring smile.

Fp sighs lightly while standing up slowly from the bed, walking cautiously to you worried of how you’ll react if he tells you he thinks he’s in love with you, and that’s a scary feeling. Love. As he approaches you he seems very in his head, fighting with his thoughts to say it or not shaking his head slightly to get rid of the negative things and just do it! Do something!

So before he knew it his one hand was touching your face cupping your cheek as his other hand sat on your hip and his lips pressed to yours. The kiss was sweet gentle you can feel the want in it , in him. Kissing him back momentarily felt nice. To nice. You felt a spark ignite in you , It confirmed your feelings for your boyfriends best friend. The feelings you were keeping hidden from everyone and trying from your self. You weren’t sure when it happened but one day it’s like you felt something different with him. And unsure of those feelings and scared of the outcome you ignored them living your life as you felt you should with your boyfriend Fred.

As his lips left yours you felt guilt and confusion and a bit of anger. “oh my gosh! what the heck fp..” you blurt out with the mixed feelings you have. 

“you think i enjoy this?! feelings for you! for my best friends girl!” Fp raises his voice. 

“like real feelings..?” you ask in a whisper tone. 

“ye-yeah” fp hesitates full of fears. fear of feelings. real feelings. the kind from fairy-tale stories that was always a bunch of bs to him, the kind that creates flutter in the stomach. He watched you intently as you sat back on the bed staring at the floor. You wanted to run away, your gaze focused hard o the floor wishing it would open up and swallow you, maybe it would be a rabbit hole and you can escape to wonderland to make new friends like a silly rabbit and a crazy hatter. Fp really hated this, the silence of you was driving him mad.

“Fred is my boyfriend and i love Fred..” you mumble unsure of your feelings, well the feeling of love. love was tough to define t is often confused for lust and like so you did not know if indeed you loved Fred that you were in love with Fred. anytime Fred would say it you'd cover up having to say it back with giving him a kiss or smile and hug. never really uttering that four letter word. 

“ARE YOU SURE?, are you sure you Love him? are you sure your in Love with him? are you sure you don’t have feelings for me..?” Fps words dripped with plead, hope and worry. He didn't want to lose you, not i any way possible, but he needed to know. he needed to know if he had to let it go all the feelings he harbours for you and to try with all his might to get over you. He waited for your response his eyes never leaving your face. he didn't even want to blink scared you'd disappear in an instant and hell never get his answer. Your eyes glistened due to you being filled with so many emotions. 

“No. I-im not sure.” finally finding your voice but avoiding his stare. He took a breath in and held it his eyes searching your face hoping for you to say more. More meaning about him. 

“And..I do fp, I have feelings that are towards you that i haven't figured out what they exactly are. its not fair to you and Fred if i have feelings for both of you.” you looked down trying not to let any tears fall from your eyes thinking how your probably going to lose one of them if not both. and feeling horrible that its hard to control how you feel about someone.

“If you figure it out please tell me, if somehow you choose me, if you find it in your self to believe i’m worth it, let me know. and if you want to forget this we can try cuz id be dammed if i’m gonna lose you” Fp grabs your chin lifting your head slowly to look up at him while he tries giving you a warm smile letting you know it will all be okay. 

“You Forsythe Pendleton Jones The Second are worth so much more then You and others know. no matter what you need to know that. You are worthy of many things in life especially Love.” You spoke soft and sweet and put your delicate hand on his beautiful face giving him the same trying warm smile. 

[leelee10898]

Fast cars & Freedom: Drunk last night (7/?)

Summary: The gang celebrates a very Belated birthday for Ellie. A little alcohol makes some secrets come out. And ellie drops a bomb on one of the guys.

Pairing: Ellie x Logan, Ellie x Colt

Rating: Mature

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Over the next couple weeks Ellie and Luca spent A lot of time with both colt and Logan together and separate. Each forming a Bond with her. She knew both men wanted to have some kind of role in her life, as dad or an uncle. They decided to schedule the Paternity test, all 3 ready to know. Luca had a month left before school started, Ellie was adamant about showing here around parts of California, places that meant something to her growing up there. Logan planned for them to a race, see the track and meet the drivers. Colt planned a barbecue at his house for them, and so that Luca could meet Toby and ximena. And all 4 of them were going to the san diego zoo.

It was a Wednesday night, Ellie and Riya had their reoccurring girls night with Luca, while Darius kept Marcus.  They would have dinner, paint nails and once Luca went to bed talk about everything they couldn't in front of the kids. On this particular night Riya was acting odd, constantly looking out the windows checking her phone. Ellie started to have a panic attack,  the feeling took her back to running from the brotherhood. The doorbell rang, making her damn near jump out of her skin.

She walked over to the door with a shaky hand she turned the knob to see a girl standing there. “Stacie? Oh my god, what are you doing here?” Ellie threw her arms around the girl “I just moved here about two weeks ago and Riya invited me over. Ellie eyed her best friend “What are you up to?” Riya shrugged “Oh nothing. Ok don't get mad.” Ellie threw her hands up in the air “Oh god, what did you do now?”

“Don't get mad at me,” Stacie interrupted “I was talking to Riya about your birthday,  and how you haven't celebrated one in 6 years.”

Riya stepped in “So we want to go out and celebrate your birthday a few months late. This Friday night.” Ellie grinned “You guys really?” she hugged them both “But I can't. I have Luca.” Riya shook her head “Nope. Already taken care of. Your dad is keeping Luca. My parents are in, they are keeping Marcus for Dare and I.”

This would be the first birthday that she got to celebrate since she turned 18. Back when the path of her life took a sharp left. They spent the rest of their night chatting before the two women headed home.

That Friday night Ellie, Stacie, Riya and Marcus walked into the hopping club, they were lead back to a private area where Logan stood a broad smile on his face. “Happy birthday, Troublemaker.” He pulled her into a huge, placing a soft kiss on her cheek.  “Logan, you know its not really my birthday.”

“I know. But, we're making up for lost time. Just go with it.”

“Logan, you already know Darius and riya,” they said their hellos. “This is my friend Stacie from Langston.” stacie reached her hand out, Logan shook it “So you must be the notorious Logan I've heard so much about.” Logan cocked his brow at Ellie. “Hopefully all good things.”  he smirked.

Ellie watched the interaction between the two, a hint of jealousy twinged in her chest.

Her eyes locked with a set of Dark ones standing at the VIP entrance. “Colt?”

“Dont look so surprised, Riya invited us.” She gave him a confused look just as Ximena and Toby came in. “You guys all came?” She grinned, she was excited to hang out with them and then she spotted someone standing off to the side.  “Mona? Is that mona?” Colt shook his head. “Oh my God what are you doing here?” she wrapped her in a hug. “Good to see you too.” she could see a small smile threaten to break through her tough girl demeanor.

They all sat around the huge plush couches, a waitress bringing their drinks over. She found out Mona had gotten out of jail after spending 2 years in there. She headed east, but couldn't find a crew to settle in with. She came back to California and Colt gave her a job. After a few drinks ellie was feeling pretty giggly. She never drank more then a ritual cup of wine or two after a long week,  or a particularly rough day. Colt looked over at her as she downed another shot. “You should probably slow down, you're gonna end up getting sick.” she rolled her eyes. “I'm fine thanks.”

Riya and Darius were off on the dance floor, Toby and colt were talking by the bar.“Is that bothering you?” Mona motioned to where Logan was talking to stacie. “No. Yes. I don't know.” Ellie sighed. “Feels like the old day, huh X.” Mona let out a loud chuckle. “How so?” Ellie furrowed her brow. “Oh sweetie, you're staring at Logan while Colt cant take his eyes off of you.” Ximena placed a comforting hand on her. “Colts not starting. Hes talking to Toby.”

She motioned to the two seemingly deep in conversation.  “He may be talking. but his focus is on you.”

Ellie flicked her eyes up momentarily, sure enough locking with his deep browns. She could feel the heat filling her cheeks. “I need another drink.” she motioned for the waitress.  

After a few drinks she decided to walk up to the bar where Colt had seemingly taken up residency. “So what, you just gonna ignore me all night?” her words came out with much more  attitude than anticipated. Colt arched his brow “I'm not ignoring you.” Ellie slid up next to him, her side pressed against his. She placed her hands on the bar as if she were holding herself up and cocked her head to the sidez a mischievous smirk spread across her face. “What are you up to?” Colt cocked his brow at her.  “Noooothing.” She giggled as she bit her lower lip. “ What do you say we sneak off to the bathroom and, you know.” She gently rubbed his arm. “Ellie..”

“Is something wrong? You don't. You don't want me?” her bottom lip began to quiver.  “God No. No. Its not that. Its,” He ran his hand down his face “Jesus I cant believe im about to say this but.  Ellie you're pretty drunk. And as much as I would love nothing to make you moan my name. I don't want to do that in some nasty ass bar bathroom.” He squeezed her hand. She pulled away, angry. “Whatever Colt. You could have just told me you thought I was gross.” She sneered walking away, disappearing into the crowd.

She found a corner away from everyone,  she watched the people dancing on the floor, lost in thought.

“Enjoying yourself?” the deep voice pulling her from her drunken zone out. “Logan, Hi. Soooo kind of you to come talk to me.” she rolled her eyes. “Ok? Hey how about a dance?” He held his hand out for her. She took it stumbling as she stepped forward, breaking out in a cackle. “you alright?”

“Yuuup. Lets do this.” she followed him to the dance floor, wrapping her arms around him grinding her body against his. “Do you miss this?” She purred in his ear. “I'll always miss you ellie. But you're here now.”

She caught glimpse of Colt standing on the balcony, she could see his white knuckle grip on the railing from across the room. A thrill Rising inside of her.

She was still mad at him for leaving her behind all those years ago.  She understood Logan's reasoning but colt? He could have went with her or he could have taken her with him. They were married, you don't just leave your wife behind. And she was even more pissed he turned her down.  In her drunken state she could really care less for being mature about it.

Colts gaze was setting her on fire, a smirk played on her lips.  She turned around, her back side pressed against Logan's chest, she laid her head against it. Letting the rhythm of the music fuel her movements as Logans hands gripped her sides. “We shouldn't do this El. God you feel so good though.” Logan's voice hoarse in her ear. She continued to grind against him, she locked eyes on Colt who looked as if he was going to rip the railing right off.

She shrugged him off, she was a grown woman who made her own choices. She didnt have to answer to anyone, especially not Colt Kaneko. She turned to face Logan, now completely in the moment. His hands crept up and down her sides, sending a pleasant warmth throughout her.  It had been far to long since she had felt the strong hands of a man. “Kiss me colt.” she breathed out just inches from Logans lips. “Colt?” He pulled back, just as Colt pulled at her wrist. “Thats enough Ellie.”

She looked between the two, her head spinning. Did she really just call Logan Colt?

“We need to talk Ellie, alone.” Logan stared at her “She's not going anywhere with you. I think its time to go Ellie.” Colt snapped. “You dont have a claim on her Kaneko, who the hell do you think you are?” Logan stood his full height against him, colt easily matching him. “See pretty boy thats where you're wrong,” Colts lips twisted in a devilish smirk.  “I think its time my wife went home.” Logans eyes went wide. “You're fucking lying.” He turned to Ellie, desperately searching her eyes “Hes lying right? Tell me hes lying Ellie.” Colts wicked smirk grew wider “Go on Mrs Kaneko. Tell him.”

Ellie looked between the two, her stomach churning, panic set in. “I. I. I think im gonna..” she leaned down puking all over Colts feet.

Logan let out a wild laugh “Well, I'll let you handle that.” Colt rolled his eyes as he walked away.  “Come on El. Let's get you home.” Ellie started to walk losing her balance, colt grabbed ahold of her steadying her. He picked her up bridal style walking towards the exit. “Whats going on?” ximena question, and then looked down noticing the puke all over his legs and shoes. “Can you take ellie to her house? I'll follow you.” Ximena nodded. Colt laid ellie down in the back seat of Ximenas suv. “where are we going?” She moaned, her stomach churing. “were taking you home.” Ellie tried to sit up, panic written all over her face. “NO. My dad will kill me.” colt shook his head and chuckled “You're 25 years old Ellie,  pretty sure he wont.”

They pulled up to her house, colt grabbing her from the car carrying her to the door. He rang the doorbell, nervously awaiting her father to answer. He had never formally met him, and he wasn't sure just how he would act but he  wouldn't worry about that now. His only concern was getting Ellie home safely and into her own bed.

A few minutes later her father answered the door. His eyes widened at the sight “What happened?” he moved aside letting colt in. “She drank to much. I just wanted to.make sure she got home safe.”

“Hiiii Daddy.” Ellie groaned softly.

Her dad pointed him to her room, Colt got her inside laying her on the bed where Ellie started pulling off her dress. “wheres your pajamas.” He asked heading towards her dresser. “Hey! You'll see my underwear.” Ellie giggled.

“I've seen your underwear before, and you're in them right now.” He snorted as he rifled through her drawers. He found a tshirt and pulled it over her head. “Now. get some sleep.” He turned to walk away, Ellie already sound asleep. He walked out into the living room where her father stood. “Well, shes alseep. Sorry for bringing her home in that condition, I tried to tell her to slow down but, you know how she gets when she sets her mind to something.” Ellies dad chuckled  “Yeah. I do.” he looked down at Colts legs, seeing the colorful stain of Ellies vomit.

“She ah. Puked on me.” he gave a nervous chuckle. “I figured that. Why dont we get your shoes cleaned up. I got a pair of sweat you can change into. We can wash your clothes, but its probably best you stay over.” Colt tried to argue but his words fell short. Her dad came back and handed him a pair of sweats and pointed him towards the bathroom. He gave him a blanket and pillow and Colt laid down, his mind going a mile a minute.  

Just 6 years ago her father was investigating his father and the crew, and now he was laying in his house while ellie and Luca slept upstairs.

He woke the next morning to the smell of fresh coffee filling the air. He sat up from the couch looking towards the kitchen. “Morning Colt. Come get some coffee.” Colt stood, wiping the sleep from his eyes, he grabbed a mug and poured a cup, sitting at the table with her dad. “Thanks Mr Martin.”

“You're welcome, but its Frank. Call me Frank.” Colt nodded, the sides of his lips slightly pulling up. “So Colt, Can I ask you. what are your intentions with my daughter and granddaughter if you are her father?” Frank cut right to the chase catching him off guard.  

“Well Frank, I do not have a doubt in my mind that Luca is mine. And as far as Ellie,” He collected his thoughts “As far as Ellie,I still love her. And if she would have me, I would like nothing more then to spend the rest of my life taking care of them both.”  Frank sipped his coffee, nodding his head. “You know, I believe you. But what makes you so sure that Luca is yours?” colt sat his coffee cup down “Call it intuition. I just have a feeling and usually my feelings are right.”

They were interrupted by the sounds off footsteps coming down the stairs. “Morning sunshine.” Frank smirked Ellie groaned as she mindlessly made her way to the coffe pot, pouring a cup of coffee. She sat down at the table her eyes instantly locking with Colts. “what are you doing here so early?”

“I'll give you two a minute.” Frank got up and went up to his room.

“Your dad let me stay over. I wanted to make sure you were ok.” He smirked. Ellies eyes snapped shut remembering the nights events. “Oh god. I puked on you.”

“You did. But your dad tossed my stuff in the wash. It's all good.”

“Colt. You told Logan. Why did you do that?”

“I can't stand how he walks around so smug all the time. Like he's better because he is a semi famous race car driver now.” He scoffed.

“Colt. He isn't better than you.  You aren't better than him. You guys have got to stop this pissing contest, its been 6 years. Thats a long ass piss.” she giggled, causing colt to chuckle. “Yeah, maybe you're right.”

“We do need to talk about it though.  I was under the impression that you got the annulment Colt. Why,” She took a deep breath “Why didnt you?”

“Because When I asked you to marry me, it wasnt because we were under the stress of the what ifs.”

“Colt..”

“Dont. I don't need to hear it.”

“We were just so young. And were practically strangers now, its just. I think its better if we.”

“If we what?” He cocked his brow

“I think it's best if we get a divorce.” the words came out so rushed she barely understood them herself. But the look of absolute hurt on his face told her that he understood every word.

“You never gave us a chance. And now you're back, with my daughter and you want a divorce? Ellie we could be a family. You won't even try?”

“Colt. im sorry. Im not saying that nothing could ever happen with us. But if it does,  I want to start fresh.” She didn't try to correct him about being Ellie's father, he was hell bent on it and it would just add insult to injury.

Colt stood up Grabbing his eyes from the coffee table. “You night now believe it yet Ellie, but I'm going to prove to you that we belong together. Do what you gotta do." he walked to the door, pausing for a minute. "You know they say a drunk persons actions are a sober persons thoughts. And last night, told me alot.kore then you're letting on." He closed the door behind him. She heard his motorcycle start up and take off down the street.

She knew he was sort of right. She never did fully get over either of them. But she couldnt throw herself into a relationship with one of them, not right away. She had Luca to think about afterall.

She pulled out her phone finding Logans number.  She sent him a text, telling him she was sorry. A few minutes later she received a text back saying “I need some time. I will call u when im ready to talk.”

She had only been back a short time, but oh what a tangled web she had weaved.

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