#nate maloley fanfiction

[yourescapetofiction]

Two

Two

Wednesday---5:05 PM

“You’re late” I state flatly. A slight smirk played on their lips.

“Our apologies, the traffic is really bad and all the streets blur together. Too many numbers” the blonde boy, who my research tells me is Jack Johnson, replies flippantly as if keeping someone waiting for hours is okay.

“Let’s get this over with then,” I turn on my heel and find an empty table towards the back where it was somewhat quiet.

“Shit. You’re all business huh?” Jack G chuckled as he spun his chair around so he could straddle it.

“Yes, well, some of us have deadlines we have to keep” I shoot him a forced smile as I fished my notebook and tape recorder out of my bag. My cheeks burned as I felt his intense stare on me the entire time. What’s he looking at? Probably the monster zit that decided to rear it’s ugly head this morning. Did I put concealer on it? Shit, I can’t remember. Wait, why do I care again?

“Alright so I’m just going to ask you a series of questions, basic get to know you type stuff, then shoot a couple photos for the column and we’re free,” I rattle off as if this is the hundredth interview I’ve conducted today.

“Alright, shoot” Gilinsky replied leaning forward a bit.

“When and how did you two meet?” I ask, beginning to scribble in my notebook.

“We met way back in kindergarten, at like five years old” Johnson replied with a laugh, as if he couldn’t believe such a thing was possible.

“Yeah we were wearing the same t-shirt, both named Jack, it was fate” Gilinsky finished. I nod and scribble their answer down in my notebook.

“When did you find you had a flair for music?” I continue.

“I think J has always been musically talented, he plays piano and taught himself a lot of cool songs he liked and I basically just started laying on some vocals one day” Gilinsky replied.

“Don’t let G fool you, he was in choir in school too, he didn’t just magically start singing one day. He’s always had that talent” Johnson replied.

The next ten minutes continued with inane questions such as favorite foods, colors, embarrassing stories about one another, you name it. My internal self-righteousness was screaming; this is such a waste of time. I should be interviewing senators, Spielberg, anybody! 

By the time I reached the last question I hardly knew what I, or they, were blabbering on about anymore. All of these questions seemed to blur into the next one, so without really reading or comprehending I regurgitated the last question on the list in front of me.

“So, any burning desires in the romance department?” I asked. As the words fell from my lips I felt myself die internally. Burning desires? Asking complete strangers about their romantic life? You’ve got to be kidding me. The guys chuckled and glanced at each other before raising their eyebrows slightly. I’m embarrassed for them. 

“I thought this was just the ‘basic get to know you’ stuff,” Gilinsky teased quoting my exact words from earlier. I cringed even harder and slid down into my seat. Any further and I’ll be on the floor.

“Oh jeez, I-I’m s-sorry about that, I didn’t know they included that...” I trailed off, clearly flustered.

“Let’s just say my past was messy” Gilinsky offered trying to redirect this awful trainwreck. I half-smile politely. 

“I think I have all I need here so you guys can go” I say throwing my shit in my bag as fast as I can.

“Woah, woah, woah, didn’t you need pictures?” Johnson asked. Damnit. He was right, I did.

“Oh..yeah I guess I do, but it’s raining and disgusting outside I don’t think I’ll have the proper lighting or scene for this” I rub my forehead, actually starting to stress out because I needed these photos, my deadline was Friday.

Clearly seeing me start to have a meltdown, as indicated by my eye twitch, the guys actually did something that made me feel better.

“Hey don’t stress it, we have like a million headshots laying around we can just forward them to you” Johnson offered.

“Oh god, would you? That actually saves my ass like A LOT, you have no idea” I sigh in relief.

“Do you have a phone number or something” Gilinsky chuckled, once again catching me off guard.

“Oh, shit. Right. Uhm...hang on my journal is here somewhere..” I say desperately clawing through my bag.

“Here, just use this” Gilinsky handed me his brand new iPhone XR with the new contact screen up. I gulped, is this really happening? He just needs your e-mail for work purposes, relax crazy.

I typed my name into his phone and attached my e-mail address that I use for business related things, and tapped save. His gaze never left me the entire time I tried to remember how to spell my own name. I was so flustered and honestly unprofessional, they must think I looked like an idiot who didn’t know what she was doing.

I stood to leave and the boys held the door open for me. I shook their hands as we waited out on the sidewalk.

“Thanks for meeting with The Review, I’ll be sure to send a draft of the article to your manager once it’s done” I say, side stepping to hail a cab.

“Yeah no problem” Johnson replied breezily.

At this point I was just dying to get out of here and into a taxi where I never look back. I just want to get home, write this article, then forget I ever met them.

“Hey, I’ll be in touch about those photos” Gilinsky smirked as he leaned into the cab I was climbing into. Oh, right. I guess it’s not that easy. I waved goodbye as my taxi sped off, I glanced behind me and could still see and feel Gilinsky’s intense stare for blocks.

I leaned my head against the scratchy vinyl seats of the cab and exhaled deeply. Well that was incredibly awkward. At least the hard part is over. I arrive at my apartment and set all of my things down on the bar. I slump onto my couch to take a breather. My phone pinged with a notification, so I unlocked it to see the little “1″ on my mail app. There in bold letters was an e-mail “From: Jack Gilinsky”

Hey y/n,

I’ve attached the headshots that you needed, let me know if you need any others.

It was great meeting you today, take care.

-Jack Gilinsky

Phew. There it was. A strictly professional e-mail just following up with what we had discussed, nothing weird. This is fine, all of that was in my head and I don’t have to see his god-like face again. I will be flustered no more! Then I scrolled and saw it.

P.S.

If you’re wanting to know more about my current dating life, a private interview can be arranged. Be in touch xxx.

And there it was. In small print at the bottom of his perfectly professional e-mail. a “P.S.” A post script. P.S. never adds anything good to a letter. It’s where you add everything you really want to say, or is too hard/risque to say in the main body of the letter. An offer to meet him, privately. Why did he have to bold the world private? Why three kisses at the end? That is what “x, x, x” stands for. Maybe he’s just being sociable after his time in Europe. That’s probably what it is, this wasn’t meant to be anything and I don’t have to do anything about it. I’ve got what I need to finish my assignment and that’s the end of it.

Right?

[gilinskys-wifey]

MASTERLIST

        * this means a new imagine (from 2019) all others are really old (which means I was really young when I wrote them so they’re not really good)

Shawn Mendes imagine:

Can’t look at you *

I would never hit a girl *

Skate Maloley imagines:

Meet&greet (pt.2)

Jack Gilinsky imagines:

Two can play that game

The Omaha squad made me do it -SMUT

Matt Espinosa imagines:

Christmas love (kind of smut)

~Dillon Rupp imagines:

I Love You

Kenny Holland imagines:

Picture Perfect

Taylor Caniff imagines:

Love in the Back Seat of the Car

FANFICTIONS!

~Jack Gilinsky imagine: DON’T TRUST MAGAZINES

Part 1

Part 2

Part 3

Part 4

~Sam Wilkinson and Jack Gilinsky fanfiction: MESSED UP LOVE:

Part 1

Part 2

[that-fandom-tho]

It Takes Two (Hayes Grier)

Request: Can u please do this Hayes Grier imagine make it where reader is a hip hop dancer has to dance with another guy and Hayes get jealous and walks away and the guy tries to kiss her and Hayes saves her etc. you come up with the rest

“It’s okay. If you have things to do today, you can leave,” I say, even tough I really do want him to stay.

Hayes tightens his arms around my waist. “I’m not going anywhere. I know you like having someone there to watch you.”

He knows me so well. As a kid my parents never watched my dance recitals. My mom would stay outside on the phone and my dad wouldn’t even bother coming. I didn’t know how much more nerve-wracking but also how much more comforting it was to have someone there supporting you. The first time Hayes came my heart raced more than it had during my first ever recital. But looking out and seeing his smiling proud face as I did my thing made me feel more proud and confident in myself than ever before.

Since then I’ve grown, moving into styles other than ballet. I’ve been practicing contemporary and hip hop for a few years now. Tonight’s my first partner dance at an exhibition, and I’m not quite sure how Hayes is going to feel about it. It’s a little risqué, but I love doing it. He gets jealous easily and hasn’t seen any practices so tonight’s when I find out his reaction.

“Hey babe?” I call out, lifting my head from his shoulder.

“Yeah?”
 “Promise me you won’t get jealous when you watch, okay?”

“Why would I get jealous? I mean you’re only performing with the guy you’ve been spending hours a day with for months instead of being with me. Nah, no biggie.”

“That’s what I’m talking about,” I say, giving him a knowing look. “Promise me you’ll be okay with this.”

“Of course I will. If anything I’m even more happy that you don’t have to see this guy after this.” I just glare at him. “Okay, okay, I promise.”

He leans down to kiss me but I stop him. “You’ll get my lipstick all over your face.”

“I don’t care,” he says with a hand already on my cheek bringing my face to his.

After kissing me firmly he pulls away with a mouth nearly as red as mine. I laugh.

“Go wipe your mouth. I have to reapply then go on soon. I’ll see you out there okay?”

“Okay, baby. I’d wish you good luck but we both know you don’t need it.”

“We go on in 5,” Lucas, my dance partner says. I can hear the people in the crowd already, getting ready for the performance.

After making a quick stop to a room in the back for my lipstick, I return to the area just behind the stage and Luke and I stretch and warm up.

“You nervous?” He asks.

As a kid what I always told myself before a recital was that if I messed up, I never had to see the people in the audience again. And they’d probably forget about it by the time they got home. Now I’ve garnered notability in the dance community here in LA and there are plenty of cameras to remember my mess ups.

“Not really” I reply, taking a deep breath.

He rests a hand on my back, a little low for my comfort. It doesn’t help that the top I’m wearing a tight crop top and low rise skinny jeans, meaning he’s touching my bare back. He does those types of things all the time though. I don’t think anything of it, he’s just more touchy than what I’m used to.

We walk onto the stage to an outburst of applause as the announcer exits. I almost immediately spot Hayes, who smiles and gives me a thumbs.

The dance is to a remix of Despacito by Luis Fonso and Daddy Yankee. It’s a lot of body rolling really, since the footwork couldn’t be complicated due to me wearing heels. Luke on the other hand kind of plays the role of my love interest, doing a lot of looking at my body and running his hands up and down it. Together it’s sort of a cat and mouse thing, us chasing each other while influenced by dances like the tango and merengue.

Towards the end, Luke spins me, and I look into the crowd to see Hayes gone. Oh no. I knew this would happen. Every time he gets jealous, if he can’t act overly possessive he just storms off. I finish the dance mistake free but Luke can tell I’m a bit put off. He promised me. He could’ve at least stayed. The crowd bursts with applause as we stand there breathless. Luke puts an arm around my waist and we wave to the crowd, bowing.

At the end of exhibitions, all of the dancers for that night come out and just hang out with the crowd, take pictures, things like that. We were last so everyone comes out as we finish, heading down the steps leading to the crowd.

I want so badly to try to find Hayes but I know there are people who came specifically to meet me and I’d hate to disappear on them. I stay for about half an hour, taking tons of pictures. I eventually walk back to the room with my hands full of flowers, I set them down to gather my stuff.

Luke follows in soon after. “I didn’t really get a chance to say afterwards, but you did good tonight.”

I finish packing my bag as he speaks. “Thanks, right back at you.”

“You know, we make a good team,” he says, coming closer to me. “We should do this again soon.”

I admit, I do think we did really well, but he makes Hayes so tense, and it feels weird being this close to a guy who isn’t my boyfriend. I mean he’s touched parts of me today that Hayes didn’t touch until we’d been dating for months.

“Yeah, maybe,” I say anyway.

“You wanna head out for a couple drinks?” He asks, barely a foot away now.

“Actually I need to find my boyfriend so we can head home,” I say, slinging my bag over my shoulder.

“Are you really happy with him?” he asks, grabbing onto my waist tightly.

“Yes.” I say, teeth gritted. “Could you please let go of me now?”

He lowers his face until it’s inches from mine. “Is that really what you want sweetheart? I bet I could treat you better than he ever will.”

“Let go of me!” I say firmly. “I’m not interested.” I push on his chest but he barely moves.

“I feel the way you respond to me, don’t lie,” he lowers his lips and I turn my head to the side, ready to kick his ass.

“Hey!” Luke turns to see Hayes in the doorway, storming towards us.

I take the moment of distraction to step on his foot as hard as I can, push him further away from me, punch him in the gut, and push him into the counter next to us.

As he lies trying to recover, Hayes grabs him by the collar and holds him up. “Do not ever put your hands anywhere near my girlfriend again, or the next time it won’t be her kicking your ass, and you’ll be more than a little bruised up. Got it?”

“Okay, man, I get it, I get it.”

Hayes releases him and he falls to the floor. I feel a little guilty, but not enough to stop myself from stepping over him and moving on with my life.

As soon as we’re out of the room Hayes pulls me into his arms tightly. “Baby, I’m so sorry I wasn’t there.”

I push him away and walk off, knowing he’s following me. “You left.”

“I know, baby, I’m sorry,” he explains. “I just got so worked up, I couldn’t anymore. I hated seeing his hands on you. I know you don’t like it when I get possessive of you but you’re mine. It hurts seeing you with someone else like that.”

“Hayes you’re my rock. You’re the one I look to in the crowd every time I’m up there. You’re the one there for me when no one else is.”

We reach the car, and instead of opening my door he pulls me back into his arms. “And I’ll never leave again. None of that back there would’ve happened had I just stayed with you, instead of getting jealous and running off.”

“You know I’m yours. Even though I hate when you announce it to the world, I love you and no one else will ever be able to take the place you have, okay? And I’m fine, everything’s alright. I could’ve handled Luke myself if I needed to.”

“But you shouldn’t have to. I’m here for you, you know that right? I wanna be your knight in shining armor.”

“You already are,” I say, rising up to my tip toes to peck his lips.

Masterlist

Prompt List - to be updated

Song Prompt List

—— A/N: Thanks for reading, hope you liked it. And thanks to the requester, this was kinda fun to write. I know you wanted Hayes to save her, but I had to fit in a little girl power, can’t help myself. I really do hope you like it though. As for my other imagines, I have another Hayes imagine to do, then like 4 Shawn imagines, which I’m hyped for because I love him but somehow haven’t written any imagines for him. So if you’re a Shawn fan you’re in luck. If not, I’ll probably post little blurbs, imagines etc. in between. Either way, there’ll probably be a lot of imagines coming out within these next few weeks because I start a job at the end of the month and who knows how that’ll effect the rate at which I upload, but I want to get my requests out before that begins.

Peace, that-fandom-tho.

[mmagcon101]

The Night of your lives ~ Cameron Dallas Smut

I have so many inbox messages requesting a smut with cameron so here is one I thought would be really sexy and passionate I hope you enjoy, also warning it does involve sexual content . 

Masterlist  Imagines  Send Request/Inbox

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“3″

‘2′

‘1 Happy new years” everyone at the party cheered and jumped . Cameron of course grabbed your waste and pulled you in tightly and passionately giving you an intense kiss you could never forget . 

You broke the kiss biting your lips seductively stepping on your tippy toes whispering in Cameron’s ear and you held onto his shoulders for support “Lets get out of here “. 

Cameron gave you a quick chuckle grabbing a hold of your hand dragging you out of the party he quickly dialed for his driver and within minutes the ride was there . 

Cameron quickly opened the car door dragging you in there with him. Your back was pressed against the car door as cameron some what hovered over you, His lips couldn't part from yours as his hands roamed all your body. 

Your hands tasseled and played with his luscious brown locks wanting more of him and anxious for the car to arrive at home. 

soon it did the car reached the desired destination and you and Cameron quickly exited the vehicle Cameron lifted and carried you up the stairs to the shared bedroom. 

He put you down gently sitting you on the dresser that was for simple decor. You tugged at the bottom of his shirt Cameron quickly removed it . As you moved your hair out of your face to give him access to remove your dress. Your hands stroked his back up and down as he unzipped your dress from behind. The dress fell below your shoulders still rested on your lap. “I need more” cameron said lifting you up completely causing the dress to fall off . 

Cameron laid you on the bed examining your body at its barest “your so damn beautiful Y/n “ Cameron  said stroking your every flaw . 

Your cheeks began to blush but you wrapped your legs around his waste pulling him on top of you he smiled as he began to kiss all over your neck and ear soon down the length of your body, you body was left with chills after every sweet and innocent peck he laid upon your untouched skin. 

Cameron looked up at you seeing you enjoy what he is doing he lightly removed your lace black underwear seeing how moist your heat was. He smirked lifting your legs up and maneuvering his face right in front of your heat. 

Cameron left sweet and innocent kisses along side your inner thigh getting closer to your vagina you began to arch your back and clench the heats anxious for more. Cameron began to give light licks to your folds  as if he was a cat drinking water from the fountain . You began to moan wanting his to devour your pussy, Cameron quickly seen you were in pure pleasure. He began to stroke his tongue up and down your folds at a much quicker pace. He made his arms hold down your thighs as his began to dart his tongue in and out of your vagina causing your blood to heat up . ‘Damn’ you moaned grabbing his hair felling very aroused . Cameron then took his tongue up your heat finding your clit he began to play with it in his mouth gently nibbling causing you to go crazy and move your legs against his arms. 

“ah” You screamed arching your back up like no other as you tilted your head back words. ‘Come” You said grabbing his hair between your fingers as you pulled him up giving him a sweet kiss before turning his over so your naked body was on top of him and now in control . You swayed your hair to one side as you leaned down wards to kiss him passionately you continued to kiss along down his body. You looked up to see him becoming anxious as his eyes watched as your unbuckled his belt, unzipped his zipper and removed his denim jeans to see his hard on peeping through his Calvin Klein briefs. 

You began to massage his hard on through has underwear cameron threw his head back anxious for more pleasure, You then began to suck on certain spots of his penis through his underwear taking our time on giving him pleasure . “please “ he begged you chuckled completely removing his briefs from his body his hard on quickly sprung up. you took it into your hand and began to massage it adding just enough pressure, you then took it into our mouth swirling along his tip with your tongue you spat on it adding more moisture making the job easier . You soon took him all in guiding your mouth along with your hand along his penis You continued these motions until neither of you could take anymore . 

You stopped sitting on top of cameron giving him another kiss you then positioning his penis at your entrance . You the  relaxed and became comfortable you looked at Cameron for assurance as you began to ride his body against your feeling his large penis pump through your vagina hitting every arousal you could ever receive . Cameron put his arms out grabbing your breast as he began to massage them “ah’ You moaned almost at your peak . “damn Y/n this is so fucking amazing “ Cameron said grabbing your waste guiding you. “my turn “ Cameron said taking initiative turning your body over. 

You’s were basically in missionary position as Cameron took charge he began to hump your body as you held your legs up receiving more pleasure. “yes baby fuck me “ You said looking at Cameron’s sweaty body . ‘I’m cumming “ Cameron said “me to “ You replied Cameron and you both soon finished strong. His restless body laid on top of yours “I love you” you whispered into his ear “ I love you too” he mumbled against your breast . 

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I had so much fun writing this and I am very happy with the results I hope you enjoyed and pleas give me feedback I would really appreciate it ! ,

[magcon-is-life-goals-blog]

this boy 😍😍 omg who's watching "13 Reasons Why" on netflix??????

[urmomlol1122]

can someone help me find this smut 😩😩

[anothernightinamerica]

We Definitely Cry (II) ~ III

The judge slammed the mallet down and everyone cheered. He was a free man! Nate was finally out of here and he could come home to his family, to his daughter. This just didn’t seem real, it had to be a dream.

Kami was the first to grab her son in a hug as she cried happy tears. I smiled from ear to ear watching them become a family again… suddenly I felt out of place in this court room. I took my child and walked away as fast as I could. I wasn’t ready to face this like I thought I was.

“Olivia wait!” But I kept walking. What did I expect to happen here?

“Liv,” he grabbed my free arm. Stopping at the top of the building stairs I turned around. “You did what you said you would, Nate. You got out.”

“Because of you,”

“I did what I had to do and if that helped your case in anyway then even better.” Dylan sneezed earning his attention and his jaw dropped. “Is that her? That’s my baby?” Before I could answer he was pulling back the cover and smiling the biggest biggest smile I had ever seen.

“Yeah, that’s her.” Seeing him with her was beautiful. “H-Hi, I’m your daddy.” He smiled at her, “I know I’ve missed a lot, but never again kid.“

He kept talking to her for what seemed like forever and it was amazing. A tear fell from his face when she took hold of his finger. I took a few pictures while he wasn’t looking, this was worth more than a thousand words.

“I have some stuff to do.. I’ll meet you at the house in a bit?” He pulled me in for a hug and that shocked me but then he pecked my lips and that shocked both of us. “I’m s-”

“In the moment, I got it. I-it’s fine.” I assured but it was far from fine. I missed his lips, his hugs, his laughter… him. But Nate wasn’t one to be fucked with, I’ve seen him do some cruel shit to a few girls that he wasn’t even with, they were just pass arounds. I didn’t even want to think about what was to come for me so I pushed those thoughts aside as he put Dylan back in the car seat.

“Later Olivia,” that stung a bit. “Later Nate.”

“Why are you crying?” Kaylan asked. I didn’t even know she was home. I’d been here for a solid twenty minutes and thought it was just Dylan and I. She was currently sitting in her seat because I was getting her bottle ready and then giving her a bath. “Oh, I-I’m not.” I sniffled and shook my head. “Bullshit, what did my brother do now?”

“Nothing, I just miss the way things were, ya’ know?” I tested the bottle on my wrist. “Just wait, he’s gonna need you and soon, I promise.”

Dyl let out a cry and Kaylan went to get her.

“I’ll give her a bath,” She assured seeing the tired look on my face. “Thanks,”

“Of course.”

“C'mon Dyl,” she cooed so I went up to Nate’s room and made his bed and organized everything then grabbed the baby bed to take downstairs to the living room.

“Leave it there!” I heard her call. I put my hands up, fine but when he brings it down stairs just remember I told you.“ I sighed I heard the door and then Stew called to me. “Olivia!” I heard him run up the stairs.

“What wrong?”

“It’s Nate,”

“Go I got Dylan.” Kaylan called from the bathroom. I didn’t ask what was up I just had to get to him. Stew was right behind me with his keys in his hand. He’d just his license and his parents bought him a Camaro.

“Please tell me he didn’t get arrested again.” I sighed now that we were pulling out of the drive way.

“No, but he’s fighting.”

“what?”

“He and Sammy went to meet a couple guys, I guess to take care of some final shit.”

“Fuck! They’re a bunch of dumb asses.” He has a daughter to think about now, fuck everything else.

He made a sharp right toward the junk yard Billy owned. He was an old man and didn’t give a shit about his land.

“Go Stew I got it from here.” I left my purse on the seat but had my gun as I tucked it into the back of my pants. “No way.” He got out too. “Stewart, please.”

“They killed her, I’m not going anywhere.”

I took a look around and then began walking to the gate. I started climbing up and over the other side. I pulled my hair up into a ponytail and quietly walked to back where the monster trucks used to be, they fought back here all the time throughout high school but this wasn’t high school anymore.

I could hear barking and growling. Peeking from around the building I saw Swazz holding Bash on a chain, Nate with no shirt on and his hair astray, Sammy was wearing a white shirt and holding a white shirt which was Nate’s. It wasn’t Tyler that showed up but Chase, Vince… and Tate. Holy shit.

“Tate?” Sammy frowned. “Tyler’s my cousin, family first bro.” I stopped breathing. “She fucking trusted you, you knew!” Nate yelled.

“They trust me too.” Tate shrugged.

I handed Stewart my gun before I did something stupid.

Sam was holding Nate back. “What the hell are you planning?” Stew whispered. “To go out there and kill them.”

Bash foamed at the mouth as he kept pulling from Swazz.

“Well we can’t exactly do that.” Stew sighed. I turned to face him. “Alright, alright you’re right. W-we need a plan.”

“Plan A don’t get shot.” That was a good plan A. “Plan B?” I asked. “I don’t know I came up with A it’s your turn!” He whisper yelled. I nodded.

I turned back and Nate had Chase on the ground and was whoopin’ his ass. I wasn’t even being biased, Nate was seriously trying to do damage.“

"Ready?” I asked already knowing that sooner or later Tate or Vince were gonna jump in.

“Always.”

They fought for a while one on one until Chase was practically unconscious then Vince jumped in and when his did so did Sammy.

We walked over to brawl no longer hiding, I wanted Tate myself… But Nathan Jr. had other plans when he walked right up to him and hit him in the face.

“Why the fuck are you here?” Swazz glared. “Where;s the baby?”

“She safe.”

“Go home.”

“No, she was my sister and it’s my body.”

“We don’t need you here. Look around its j-”

A gun went off everyone stopped to see who caught it. It was then that I realized it was Tate.

Looking at the Stew I thanked God it wasn’t him.

“Put your hands up!” I knew that voice anywhere. It was my father’s but how did he know where we were.

The lights were flashing and we were in deep shit. We all put our hands up, all but Tate at least. “It was a pellet gun you pussy.” Nate kicked him. He thought he was really going to die. For a second I did too until I realized it was my father who fired.

“Nate.”  I glared as the other cops pulled up. “Where is Dylan?” My dad asked me. “With Kaylan.” I squinted from the lights.

“Get out of here,”

I dropped my hands and walked for toward the gate. I didn’t even know they could get in here but I forgot how close Billy was with my dad.  "Did you really show up here? Nate yelled as we walked to the car. “Me? You just got out and you’re trying to go back!” I through his shirt at him. “So you were gonna go with me? what about Dylan!”

“You didn’t seem to think about her!” I got my purse and began walking.

“All I do is think about her!”

“Fuck off Nate.”

He grabbed my arm. “Get your ass in the car.”

“No,”

“Bash.” He ran in my direction and I grabbed his chain. “See you boys back at the house.” I snatched away from Nate and began walking with the dog. Nate shook his head and got in the car with Sammy and Swazz.

Stew pulled up beside me and rolled the window. “You can get in now.” He smirked.

“Garage?” I laughed. “You already know it.” I put Bash in the back and rolled the window down. “Okay, this damn dog is huge.” He laughed.

“He’s Dylan’s dog, Sammy bought and trained him.”

We went to get drunk and get high forgetting about the shit that happened tonight.

[adinatutunaru]

I just posted "Chapter 4" for my story "Fuckgirl ". #fanfiction

[krism98]

MASTERLIST

Imagines

Nate Maloley

Ungraceful Tendencies Part 1 Part 2 Part 3 Part 4 Part 5

Higher Than You Average Kite

Short Stuff  Part 1 Part 2 Part 3

She Ain’t Fat Bruh, Just A Little Thick

Little Sister (Feat. Sammy Wilk)

Imagine Dating Nate 

Taylor Caniff

YouNow

The Hoodie 

Hayes Grier

Summer Lovin’ Part 1 

Cameron Dallas

It Only Takes Once

Grammy’s

Burning Knockout

Kian Lawley

The Wedding

Near to You

Lights Out

Tit Bars

Almost Lover Part 2

5SOS

Calum Hood

Hoodie

Sammy Wilk

The Partner

Little Sister (Feat. Nate Maloley) 

You Need Help 

Shawn Mendes

Secrets Can’t be Held Part 1 Part 2

Dating Shawn Mendes

Teen Wolf

Pack

Little One Part 1 Part 2

Chemo-Signals Part 1 

Scott McCall

Fluffy Puppy 

Stiles Stilinski

Soulmates Part 1 Part 2

My Awkward Life In Snap Shots Part 1 Part 2

Ships

Omaha Squad for keeleyjeanx

Magcon and Omaha Squad for captainharrysscar

Magcon for sljtherins

Magcon for Anon

Magcon for Anon

Other Shit I Post

Stydia vs. Princess Ariel and Prince Eric

Shawn Peter Raul Mendes 

Sammy SnapChat Helmet Filter

What Matthew Lee Espinosa Means To Me

A Fangirl Is Not The Same As A Stalker

Cashew (Matt Espinosa, Cameron Dallas, and Nash Grier for the uneducated peasants) (not really. please don’t kill me. you’re not uneducated. I love you)

Original Magcon

Magcon Collage

Shawn Isn’t Our Secret Anymore

Jc Caylen Positivity

Fanfictions and Goals

My Little Corner of Life Lessons And Stuff Like That

Getting Romantically Involved With An Anxious Person

You’re Beautiful Just The Way You Are

Depressing Single Girl Issues (This was from a long time ago. I have been in relationships since)

Recognize the Signs: Mental and Emotional Abuse  

Me Being A Dumbass

I Get Attached Fast

I Got In A Strangers Car

My Poetry

Fire Memory 

[oma-ha]

Drifting-N.M

Based on the song Drifting (listen to it if you haven’t its really good)

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Today was the day Nate came back from the skaterade tour, I couldn’t be more excited. I haven’t seen him in months. However I did find it weird that he never answered my calls and took a long time to reply to texts. But I brush it off because he is probably busy.

I put on a white t-shirt dress with grey knee high socks and my black Vans. I look in my full length mirror and fix my high pony tail. I put on my sunglasses and take my blush pink purse and let it hang off my shoulder. I take a deep breath to calm down my excitement and nerves. I took the car keys off the table beside the door and unlock the front door and lock it behind me. I walk to my car, open the door and hop inside. I drive to the place where they have to drop the RV off.

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I arrive after 10 minutes and get out of the car seeing them waiting outside. I spot Nate and start running over to him.

“AH NATE!” I say and practically jump on him

“hey” he said hugging me lightly

“Is everything okay?” I ask him after he kinda brushed me off like that

“Yeah everything is okay…. Do you maybe want to go out for drink or something?” he asked and my faced lit up into a smile

“Yeah that would be nice” I smiled and it almost looked like his smiled was forced onto his face

We both walk to the car, him standing a far distance away from me. I passed him the keys already knowing he wanted to drive, he caught them in his hand and got into the car.

It was a very silent car ride almost uncomfortable. I will be honest I had a bad feeling about this but I don’t know why. I didn’t want to believe something bad was going to happen because he is my boyfriend.

We pulled up into a restaurant parking lot and he found a parking spot we both exited the car and made our way inside. Once inside we were greeted by a waiter and he brought us to a table I ordered a ice coffee and he ordered one as well.

“So how was tour? What was the best thing you did there?” I said trying to start this on a positive note

“It was so lit….but that’s not want I wanted to talk about over drinks…” he said a bit nervously

“oh uh okay then what would you like to talk about?” I questioned

“Well on tour I realized something…” he said and bit his lip nervously

“Okay and that is?” I said and the waiter came and carefully put the drinks on our table

“Thank you!” we both said to the waiter

I looked back at him giving him a sign to continue and he got the memo.

“I don’t really uh think that this is going to work anymore…” he said making zero eye contact

I didn’t say anything I just played with the nail polish on my nails

“Why?” I asked quietly almost a whisper

“Y/n look…I don’t- “

“What did you come across a good fuck and now you want her? Look do you know how that makes me feel considering I was waiting for you to come home for over 3 months? It makes me feel like a piece of shit.” I’m trying to keep my voice down but anger is starting to get to me

When he doesn’t answer I know I’m right and before I blow up I keep my calm. I open my purse and take out a $10 bill, throw it on the table and take my shit and leave. I can hear Nate in the background, while I’m walking out him saying not to do this right now and that’s all I needed.

“DON’T YOU FUCKING TELL ME THAT RIGHT NOW! I HAVE DONE EVERYTHING I COULD TO MAKE YOU HAPPY AND YOU THROW IT AWAY LIKE A PIECE OF TRASH! NOW I’M LEAVING AND YOU CAN HAVE YOUR FUCK BUDDY! HAVE A GOOD LIFE!” I yelled attracting stares from other people in the restaurant

I walk outside and realize I don’t have my keys to MY car. I take out my phone and call my best friend to come pick me up.

All that anger was just built up inside of me. I knew this was going to happen long ago but I kept pushing it away. Pictures on instagram and snapchat. I knew I had this coming.

“Y/n! Stop please!” I heard him shout behind me but I didn’t turn around

I blink away tears that are being formed in my eyes as a feel a light tug on my shoulder. I turn around and our eyes meet.

“I’m so sorry” he says over and over again

“Does she treat you like gold?” I asked

“What?” I asked frowning his eye brows

“Does she treat you like gold?” I asked again

“Yeah” he said looking away from me as tear that I couldn’t hold in anymore begin to fall down my face

“Good because I only want the best for you” I said wiping tears away

I heard a honk beside me and turned and saw that it was my friend that I called earlier I smiled and looked back at Nate.

“Well this is bye then… I will be home to get my stuff and leave my amount that I owe for the house and then I guess she will be moving in after me?” I said

“No she is not moving in” he said

“Oh okay well anyways see you around” I said

“Yeah se you around”

I got into my friends car and drive away…

 Nate’s Pov

I probably just threw away the best thing that I ever had.

But we were drifting apart...

I blame it on the distance on the distance

Why I’m fuckin’ with these bitches

These numbers in my phone

A text pops up, she’s like, “Who is this?”

You probably got a mistress

Probably every week it switches

Now is this cause for concern?

And should I be suspicious?

I’m overseas trippin’ ,million miles away

And she’s still in L.A, my mom’s out in the bay

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Thank you for reading I found a little time to write today!

[imaginaryexcellence]

Omaha squad fanfiction “New beginning” Chapter 8

Masterlist   Previous Chapter                          Next Chapter I opened the door and we walked in. No one bothered to turn around. At least Sammy was wearing pants now. “You guys are fucking rude.” and everyone’s eyes were on me and Ben. “Ayeee Ben. Didn’t tell me you were coming.” Sam jumped up to welcome him. Huh? They know each other? All the other boys got up after Gilinsky paused the game to welcome Ben as well. “Wait.. Is that your friend?” Nate looked at me and I nodded very confused. Everyone started to laugh and left me confused. “Would someone tell me what’s going on?” “Ben is my brother.” Sammy said as he put one arm around me. “Oh, Isi. Your face right now is priceless.” “Since he is already here how about we go out? To a club or something?” A club? I’m trying to have a cute chill night with a lot of cuddles. “What about the food?” I looked and Nate and pouted. “Babe we haven’t seen Ben in over three months. Just take the noodles with you. You’ll be done when we arrive.” I rolled my eyes at him. I didn’t want to go to any random club. “Fine” I sighed and grabbed my noodles.  At least I was invited and could spent time with Nate.  We all walked out of the door. I wanted to have the option to leave whenever so I walked towards my car.  Nate wanted to spent time with the boys so he got in to John’s car.  “Babe, I don’t even know where we are going.” But Nate didn’t seem to care. “I’ll go with you.” Sam appeared from behind the care with a smile.  At least one of them cares.  About 15 minutes later we arrived to the club and it was madness. Fangirls and paparazzi’s were all over the place, surrounding the cars.  As we got out of the care they all freaked out and started running to Sam, pushing me back and forth and calling me names because I was in a car with him. Nate didn’t seem to care. He walked into the club, leaving me behind.  Thank god Sam was still there.  “Woah. Watch what you’re saying.” He said while he was fighting his way through the crowd to get to me.  Sam got behind me and wrapped his arms around my waist to keep me safe.  As we finally made it inside Nate said “Oh there you are” My mood always show’s in my face. “What’s wrong, babe?”  I tried my best to not cause any drama and be a good girlfriend.  I took a deep breath. “Nothing.” and faked a smile. But before I finished the word Nate got up and walked towards the bar.  I didn’t feel like drinking which was very convenient because I had to drive anyways. Guess it’s gonna be a sober night for me.  A little later, well about an hour later, I could tell that everyone except for Sam, John and I were pretty wasted.  The whole time I have just been sitting around, doing absolutely nothing and the only reason for that was my shitty mood.  “Shit!” I heard Sammy say. I looked over and asked what’s wrong.  Sam pointed to the dance floor.  Nate was on his knees, trying to get back up. Oh boy.. Why? “I can’t deal with this right now.” I said to myself as I got up to walk over there.  Sam gently grabbed my arm to stop me and said “I got it.” with a smile.  I sighed in relief. “Thank you, Sammy.” I watched the whole Nate drama from a good distance.  He was a fucking mess. I don’t understand how he can get like this. Ben walked away from Nate and Sammy. He laughingly walked over to our spot.  “So you and Nate, huh?” He said as he sat down next to me. His eyes were on Nate.  I giggled a little as I said “Yep, I got that mess all to myself.” because it made me think about the fact that I am lucky enough to lay next to him tonight. Ben put his arm around me and whispered “He treated you like shit tonight and you know it.” Uh thank you? What is he even trying to accomplish? The more I think about it I realize that Ben is right.  Nate has never been like that. My thoughts unfolded and my eyes started to get teary. “Don’t be sad.” Ben said as he came closer. His breath reeked of alcohol. He was just as drunk as anyone else.  “But you are right. He acted like a total asshole. I’m not used to this behavior.” “Don’t be.” He said slowly as he took a strand of hair and put it behind my ear.  Within less than a second I felt his lips pressed against mine and I immediately pushed Ben away.  Right away I heard Sammy cough to get my attention. “Uhm Nate is outside, throwing up. He’s asking for you, Isabella.” Without looking back at Ben I stood up and made my way outside.  I looked around but Nate was nowhere to be found.  As I walked around the corner I saw Nate bending over, holding on to a brick wall.  He saw me walking over and tried to force a little smile.  “Baby!” I whined. “Why does this always happen.” I said as I held the bundles of his hoodie back. Of course I was mad at him but there was no need to let him throw up on his stuff. “You deserve better. You don’t deserve someone who get’s drunk like that and pukes everywhere in public.” He got up and stood against the wall.  “What are you talking about?” “I.. I just can’t stand the thought of you being with someone else.” I put his arm around my shoulder and we walked towards my car. “You are so fine. Literally everyone wants you.” I felt my cheeks starting to blush a little.  “I feel the same way about you.” I smiled at him.  “Even though I puked in front of you?” I laughed and nodded.  As we arrived to my car and I sat him down on the passenger seat. I leaned over him to buckle him up and felt his lips kiss the back of my head.  I closed the door, walked over to the drivers seat and got into the car.  “You good? Feel better?” I asked before I started the car.  All he did was smile at me and nod. “Thank’s for coming out even though I was a fucking idiot.” My idiot.  We were already driving for 5 minutes when I realized I haven’t told anyone that we are leaving.  I threw my phone onto Nate’s lap and asked “Can you please text Sammy that I am driving you home?” Nate looked at me confused. “Isabella. Are you serious? I am fucking shitfaced.” I laughed “Just make a voice thingy.” Really? The first word I can’t remember since I have been here was such a simple word.  Nate pressed the button and started talking. “Yo Sammy. My baby girl is driving me home. Just letting you know. I am fine by the way. She fucking saved me.” then he made a short break.  Was he ok? I looked to my right and saw him just staring at me. “What?” I giggled as his straight face turned into a soft smile. “Isn’t she just fucking perfect?” he said and then ended the voice thing and gave me back my phone. Oh god I smiled like a total idiot.  The next morning I woke up with my face buried in Nate’s chest and his arms wrapped around me. He was so beautiful but shit I hope he has the worst hangover ever. I carefully made my way out of my bed and walked to the kitchen. As I walked I looked at my phone and saw a text from Sammy from last night. “She is. Hope she doesn’t find out.” Find out what? “What?” “Shit. Got confused. Thought it was Nate’s phone.” “FIND OUT WHAT?” “Just wait till Nate wakes up.” “You better fucking tell me right now!”  I threw my phone to the sofa out of anger. Sammy wasn’t replying. Oh got what has he fucking done.  To be honest I don’t even know what to do if he cheated again. My world would be crushed.  My phone went of and I ran to it.  Oh no. Not the text I wanted to get.    a/n: What do you think is Nate hiding from Isabella and let me know how you like the fanfic so far? Should Isabella date someone else? Who do you guys ship her with? Let me know let me know let me know! 

[yourescapetofiction]

The Tides Have Turned-Part 20 (Finale)

A/N: This is my old work, The Tides Have Turned. It is a complete story that I am reposting on this blog so the work isn’t lost and can be found for those interested :)

Twenty

Y/n’s POV

I took Nate by the hand and led him through the sliding glass doors, the others giving me a look of hope muddled with fear. We took the steps down to the path that leads to the beach, as we have done so many times before.

We walk in silence, arms swinging by our sides. A sea breeze had kicked up and was blowing our hair around, the smell of salt permeating the air. We trudged through the sand until we came to the where the water was lapping at the shore.

I stared out at the sea for a moment, formulating the words I wanted to say in my head. Nate remained in silence, clearly as uncomfortable as I was.

“Nate…” I begin, but trail off, bracing myself for the loaded conversation to ensue.

“What happened back there?” I say completely exasperated. Nate finally removed his eyes from the ocean to look at me.

“I just had a slip up, that’s all” he said, returning his attention elsewhere. I shook my head at his response. Really? He’s going to be the strong, silent type right now?

“A slip up? Nate you almost died!” I start to raise my voice.

“YOU THINK I DON’T KNOW THAT?!” he whipped around, yelling at me. I was physically taken aback, I have never heard Nate yell like that, and certainly never towards me. He pinched the bridge of his nose before continuing.

“That was the scariest situation I have ever been in, and I’m pissed at myself that I let it get that bad” he yells, becoming worked up.

“Why did you start messing with that shit in the first place? You know you could have come to any of us. And me! You know you can come to me with anything Nate, and yet you didn’t. You took it upon yourself to mess with some fucked up shit. It hurts to know that you didn’t talk to me” I accuse, feeling myself get angry and upset.

“You really believe that I could talk to you, don’t you?” he said coming a little closer. He was steaming.

I crossed my arms and gave him a look.

“I couldn’t fucking talk to you about this stuff, because you’re the reason it happened in the first place!” he yelled. He was becoming so heated I was convinced the whole beach could hear us now. I felt like I had been shot in the chest. His words stung, and I was no longer looking at the Nathan I once knew.

“You don’t get to say that shit to me,” I say in shock. I was doing everything in my power to not cry.

He ran his hands through his hair feverishly, before rubbing his jaw, the stubble from yesterday still evident.

“If anything, it’s that bitch Jessica that messed you up!” I yell shoving his chest. There was no way he was going to blame me for his poor decisions. Anger flickered in his eyes. He began to pace, and was storming away trying to get out of this fight. His temper got the better of him though, because he stopped to turn around and yell some more.

“It’s not about Jessica! Don’t you get it?! It’s YOU! It’s always been you!” he screams, his face was red and flushed.

“You can’t fucking accuse me of being the reason you got hooked on drugs Nate! That’s you, all you” I yell back, a tear slipping from the corner of my eye. I wiped it away harshly, I was not going to let him see me cry.

“It’s not like that,” he said a little quieter, but still angry.

“Then what is it like Nate? Get it all out in the open. Destroy me, I’m an easy target” I say bracing myself for the threatening blow to our friendship.

“I’m in love with you!” he shouts before pacing a few steps away, and then back again. My heart was thumping in my chest, I was trying desperately to register what he had said.

“Fuck, I’m in love with you,” he says again fidgeting with his hair, refusing to look at me.

“It’s always been you. Not Jessica, not the other girls, you” he spoke quickly.

“Then you let me in, let me get close to you. I fucking relished our time, knowing I would never have you. The idea of you and Gilinsky, or you and Sam, kills me. But I need you to be happy, I need to know that.”

I stood completely still, I couldn’t move even if I wanted to. I just let him speak.

“Then you ended things between us, and it fucking broke me” his voice hitched in his throat.

“I tried to replace you with other things, sex, drugs, you name it. But nothing was working, I couldn’t feel anything. I took it too far, I had to drown out this feeling. I couldn’t have you leave me.”

“Don’t leave me,” he sobbed, finally breaking. He sunk to his knees in the sand, his hands covering his face.

Nate was broken, and I was the reason. It sat with me like a bad taste, I had to fix this. I couldn’t bear to see a man break down and cry, let alone someone I loved so deeply. I dropped to me knees beside him, and pulled him into my chest.

He didn’t even resist, just rested his dark head against me and sobbed into his hands. I could feel him quiver with each breath he took, the deep groans escaping his lips. His warm tears rolled down my bare skin, and I held him tighter.

I wrapped my arm around his face, holding his hair tightly. My other hand laid flat against his back, and I just soothed him until I could feel his breathing return to normal.

He lifted his head slightly to look at me, his eyes glassy with tears in them. His pink lips parted slightly, but I wouldn’t let him speak. I kissed his lips with such neediness. I needed him to know that I felt the same, that everything will be okay. I rested my forehead against his as he breathed deeply. He grabbed the back of my head tightly and kissed me again with more passion than I have ever experienced in my life.

Sam’s POV

The Jacks and I stood at the windows, watching the scene unfold before us on the beach. It was like watching a silent movie, and trying to piece together the emotions that went with the action. They had been arguing quite animatedly, but now I was forced to watch them embrace in the most passionate kiss I’ve ever seen. I can’t lie, it hurt.

“What do you think they’re saying?” G said trying to get closer to the glass.

“I don’t know, but it just got more intense” J said referring to the kiss.

I couldn’t bear to watch any longer, so I pulled away from the glass and went upstairs to my room.

Y/n’s POV

“Come on, babe. It’s okay, no more tears” I say helping Nate to stand. I wiped his eyes with my thumb, before cupping his face and kissing him once more.

“I love you” he breathed.

“And I love you,” I return intertwining our fingers together. He pulled me into his side, holding me tightly, as we walked back towards the house. He nuzzled my neck once, before we slid open the doors and lost our moment of intimacy.

“Hey, look who it is” J said rounding the corner from the kitchen.

“Hey J” I smile sweetly.

“You two look happy” G said coming in to join us.

“Yeah, we will be. Together” I smile up at Nate who squeezed me tighter.

“Congrats, man” J said to Nate pulling him in for a tight hug. We all hugged, relieved that the anger and sadness was absolved from our group. Or so we thought.

“You might want to tie up one more loose end,” J said with worry on his face, motioning upstairs to the one person that was missing. Sammy.

I squeezed my eyes shut tightly and sighed.

“Oh, Sammy” I breathed, my heart twisting in pain for an entirely different set of reasons. I loved Sammy, but it was not the same love I had for Nate.

“We should go talk to him” I look up at Nate.

“Yeah, together” he said before leading me up the stairs.

“Sammy, I-” I said opening the door to his room. I looked around to find it barren.

“All of his things are gone” Nate said furrowing his brows. We rifled through his drawers, nothing. No clothing, no phone charger, or shoes.

I looked at Nate in confusion. Something caught my eye on the vanity, a white piece of paper, haphazardly torn from a notebook. I walked closer and recognized the handwriting immediately.

You guys truly look happy together, and I’m so glad that two of the most important people in my life are happy together. Y/n, I’m just sorry that couldn’t be me. I don’t think I can be around that for a while, so I booked myself a ticket back home.

Have a good time with the guys, before you know it, it’ll be like I was never there.

All my love,

Sammy

Tears welled in my eyes as I read the note, Nate reading over my shoulder. I crumpled the paper to my chest before looking at him.

“We have to go after him” I say before running downstairs. Nate grabbed the keys, his wallet, and anything else he would need.

“What’s going on?” J asked eating an apple.

“Sammy went MIA” I said gathering my things. They looked at us in shock.

“We have to get him back!” I shout before running out the front door. Nate drove us to th airport as fast as he humanly could.

We arrived shortly after that, and Nate parked in a temporary spot with fifteen minutes allowance. We didn’t even care about a fine at this point, we had to find our friend. We stormed through the vast airport, desperately searching

“Do you see him?” Nate asked, standing on a chair to get a better look. I spun around in circles, until I saw the tall, slender frame I would recognize anywhere.

“There Nate” I point. He moved to walk towards him but I stopped him with a hand to his chest.

“Let me,” I say and he just nods.

“I’ll be at the car,” he said placing a kiss to my head.

I walked closer to one of my best friends.

“Sammy,” I say and his head snapped up in surprise to see me.

“What are you-” he began to question.

“Don’t leave” I beg, my eyes pleading with him. He shut his eyes tightly.

“I can’t, I don’t think I-” he stuttered.

“Sam, I love you, I do, but leaving is not the answer” I say holding his forearms. He breathed heavily, but let me continue.

“I’m sorry for all the shit I’ve put you through, but our family is nothing without you. Don’t leave us” I say again. “I shouldn’t have started that whole thing with you, it’s not right,” I start to stammer, desperate for the words. He put his hand up to stop me.

“It’s not your fault. I suppose I was quick to jump into something too. I think I was just lonely, and seeing how much you and Nate were in love with each other just got to me” he says.

“Sammy, you know you have a very special place in my heart” I say standing on tiptoes to engulf him in a hug. He squeezed me tightly, and breathed me in.

“The same goes for you baby girl” he said. “Now let’s get out of here, and get this vacation back on the road” he smiles that beautiful Sammy smile that I love. I wrap my hand around his waist and walk him back to the car where Nate was waiting.

Without speaking any words, Nate and Sam bro-hugged it out. Weeks of emotions pouring out. We climbed back in the car and ventured back to the beach house.

“Hello?” I call out. No answer. The guys looked at me in just as much confusion.

“Wait, there,” Nate said pointing through the glass. The figures of seven boys evident on the beach.

We journeyed outside where they were all sitting in the sand, a perfect row. We sat down beside them, Nate and Sammy on either side of me, and they all leaned forward shooting us genuine smiles. It was beginning to become dusk, and we sat furrowed in the sand staring at the watercolor that was the sky.

Colors of all magnitude were vividly swirled through the sky. I breathed in a deep sigh of contentment, resting my head on Nate’s shoulder.

Here we were, back to day one, all of us together on the beach. I was surrounded by my closest friends, and in one of my favorite places on Earth. Only this time, a promising relationship formed as well.

Regarding friendship, the tides have turned.

[holynatemaloley]

Rainy Days

Chapter 31 The party starts flowing with people. I decide to reside in the kitchen. I talk to the people as they come in and out of the kitchen for drinks but no one consistently through the night. "Oh my god, y/n?!" I hear from behind me. I turn around to see a pretty girl with long blonde hair. I've seen her online before but I don't know her. I nod in confusion. "Sorry, let me introduce myself properly.. I'm Lia Marie, so nice to meet you!" "Y/n, but I guess you already know that," I say as we both laugh, "nice to meet you too! I love your Instagram!" She smiles, "thanks! I love yours too! You and Nate are so cute! How are you guys doing?" she asks as she pours herself a drink. "We are.. well.. ok I guess. We have some problems that we are brushing under the rug I guess but it's just kind of hard for me I guess... Sorry I shouldn't be talking about this..I'm just not used to being able to talk to girls anymore because since moving here I've only made friends with guys" "No no it's ok! Tomorrow we will go out to coffee and you can tell me all about it. I'll message you on twitter in the morning my number and we can make the plans from there! Every girl needs another girl they can talk to about these things, and that girl can be me now!" "That is so sweet.. thank you so much" I say as I start to smile softly. I feel someone touch my hips from behind me and I jump out of fear. I turn around and see Sammy and he smiles at me, "sorry," he says with a chuckle. "Is it ok if we talk now?" he asks. "I'm talking to Lia, can I find you in a bit?" I ask "Oh, sorry, find me when you're done.." Sammy says awkwardly. "No no, I'll go, I have to go bring some beers back to some friends but I'll talk to you in the morning y/n!" Lia says and walks away. Sammy grabs my hand and leads me to the library they have hidden on the first floor. Not sure why they have a library, they don't come off as readers to me. We sit down on the couch and he puts his hand on mine. "Can you tell me what you were going to say earlier? Before Nate walked in.." I don't want to say what I was going to say before. It would have been a mistake. It would have ruined everything. "Please y/n," he says with wide eyes. "I can't," I respond faintly, "it would have been a mistake." Sammy's POV A mistake? What could it have been? I replay the conversation in my head, 'for what?' 'for lo-'. And that's all I heard. Lo-? What does that mean? And then it clicks. I can't help but smirk. Your POV I see his eyes light up and he starts to smirk but you can see he's struggling and trying to hide it. He figured it out. "I should get back to the party," I say quickly as I stand up. I start to walk away and he grabs my hand and pulls me back, "Sammy, I ca-" He interrupts me when he grabs my face, "wha- wha- what are you doing?" He crashed his lips into mine and kisses me. I don't kiss him back so he parts from me, "I love you too, y/n." I run away as I start crying and back to the party. I push through the crowd of people to head out the front door. I hear someone start to shout my name across the room but I keep going. As I put hand on the door handle I feel a hand on my shoulder and I hear my name. I turn around to see Matt, who looks as though he just saw a ghost. "Matthew, what's wrong?" I ask. "I'm coming with you" We rush out the door and we get in his car and drive away. "Matt, what happened?" "I don't know, you tell me first. Why were you running out?" he asks with a bit of sass to his voice. "Sammy. We uh.. had a conversation. We finished a conversation I should say. I just needed to get away after it I guess.." "Y/n.." I sigh, "fine. Earlier today I almost said that I love him. But I was interrupted so he wanted me to continue the conversation and then he figured it out. And I can't deal with it right now. I messed up." I see anger fill his expression, "are fucking kidding me, y/n? I saw him smiling and shit and he said something happened with you but he said he couldn't say. So I figured you guys had sex or something so I punched him in the face and then he fell to the ground. So I kicked him a few times and I ran. I thought I was protecting you! What the fuck." I can't believe he would do that for me. "You did that? You wanted to protect me? Matt sighs angrily, "yes y/n. Just because Nate AND Sammy love you doesn't mean there wasn't someone who loved you first. In case you forgot. I understand you love them and not me, but that doesn't mean I don't love you. And when you love someone you don't want that someone getting hurt." "Matt... I'm so sorry..." I say as I start to cry. I'm so tired of crying. I want to be happy. I don't deserve to be happy. But I want to be. "It's fine. I'm the one who's sorry, I shouldn't have said that. So I'm sorry. Sometimes I just wish I was the one you were cheating with, not Sammy. I know that isn't right of me. But I can't help it." We sit in silence for a few minutes as we continue to drive. "I'm bringing you home. You need to figure out your life." ------------ Sorry that this chapter is like all over the place, I was having a bad night when I wrote it

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The Tides Have Turned (Omaha Squad Fanfiction)

A/N: This is my old work, The Tides Have Turned. It is a complete story that I am reposting on this blog so the work isn’t lost and can be found for those interested :)

One

Sunlight streamed through the cracks in the blinds of my bedroom window. I take a moment to savor the warmth on my face. Ahhh, summer vacation. The house was currently buzzing as my parents were packing for the annual Hamptons trip. 

Living in Omaha made everyone stir crazy to get to the beach. My phone started vibrating wildly on my nightstand, removing me from my daydream. A smile crept on my face as I saw a notification for the group message with my best friends. Let’s see, there was Jack Johnson, and Jack Gilinsky, the infamous Sam Wilkinson, and last but never least Nate Maloley. 

My parents had gone to college with both Johnson and Gilinsky’s parents, so I was stuck with these kids but I secretly didn’t mind. The Jacks and I befriended Sam and Nate in middle school and formed a crew that felt more like family. Our families had insisted the trip to the Hamptons be a tradition, and it soon became the event of the year that we would all look forward to. Nate and Sammy, as he was affectionately known, being regulars at our houses were apart of this tradition from the start.

I unlock my phone to view the group chat, where Johnson was vigorously typing away. J😇: Yoooooo guys y'all ready for the time of your lives?! J😇: G, man, you better not forget to pack underwear this time man cause you sure as HELL aren’t borrowing mine 😷

I chuckled at Johnson’s threat, when Gilinsky’s name popped up on the screen.

G👨: Come on man that was one timeeeee 😑

Me: Still one time too many G….

G👨: Oh don’t you start too y/n

Sammy😈: Yeah y/n as I recall you barely remember to pack your shit, so get on it!!!

Nate😊: For real cuz I’m about to head your way after I pick these fools up. Don’t wanna be caught without clothes now would ya? 😜

Me: Alright, alright I’m goinggg 😒 be careful, see you soon 💞

I put my phone in my bag and finish throwing the rest of my clothes in my suitcase. We were going to be gone for a month, so I didn’t exactly pack light. I dragged my case downstairs where I saw my parents packing up their car from the garage. The parents decided it was best if they drove separately and actually paid to rent out a hummer bus for us kids. They were all really cool about giving us our own space on this vacation, we would typically do our own things and just share the house at night.

“All set?” My dad asked me as I wheeled my suitcase into the garage. “Yeah, I think so. You guys heading out now?” I asked. My mom came around the corner rattling off a list to see if she forgot anything. “Alright it looks like we are good to head on our way. The Johnson’s and Gilinsky’s are already on their way. You be safe ok?” She looked at me quite seriously. “Of course mom, always am.” I reassured her. “I know you are, and the boys are with you. You watch out for each other.”

As if they heard their names, a God awful screeching of brakes and a loud honk of a horn filled the air. I cringe instantly. 

“Speak of the Devils” my dad chuckles. “All aboard!” Nate shouts out of the window. I turn around and smirk at the dimpled boy hanging out of what has to be the largest vehicle I’ve ever seen. I quickly say goodbye to my parents and they pull out of the driveway giving the boys a honk as they pull away.

“Classy,” I sarcastically utter as the Jacks and Sam get out of the back. “Only the best for you” Sam smirks and bows in front of me. “Shut up Wilkinson,” I laugh loudly.

Jack G suddenly envelops me in a tight hug and spins me around, barely containing his excitement for the trip.

“Damn G, excited?” I screech at the unexpected tight hug. “Only to be vacationing with my best girl” he winks and flashes his million dollar smile. “Not even a minute into vacation and G’s already making moves. Unbelievable” Sammy laughs nudging Nate through the open window. Johnson swiftly puts my case in the trunk, and we all hop in.

“Why do we need this huge bus for just the five of us?” I ask openly to the four guys. I see Nate look in the rear view mirror as he navigates out of my neighborhood.

“You don’t know?” Sam questions his eyebrows practically touching the roof. “Know what?” I nervously chuckle. “The parents extended the invite to some of the other boys” Gilinsky explains. “Oh,” I try not to sound confused and/or disappointed. “Well who then?” “Cam, Nash, Kenny, and Swazz” Johnson speaks up. “Well this vacation just got interesting” I laugh. The guys all nod their head in agreement, but silently we all know that nothing can come between the tight bond the five of us have.

We are all laughing and vibing to the radio discussing our plans for when we we get to the beach house. 25 minutes later Nate stops the bus outside of an apartment building and I see four boys exit with beach towels, chairs and coolers. Damn they packed heavier than I did!

They load their stuff into the trunk and commence their bro hand shakes with the guys and greet me warmly with hugs. Cam and Nash are instantly vining and posting snapchats of them acting wild and I giggle at the chaos that Is the backseat.

I quickly hop up in front where Nate looks surprised to see me. “Hey y/n” he smiles brightly to see me putting my seatbelt on. “Hey Skate,” I flash him a smile. “I hope you don’t mind I join you up here, it was getting kinda crowded back there.” He laughed showcasing those dimples of his. 

He was definitely a good looking guy. He had dark hair that would curl when it got too long, and a perfect smile with dimples that punctuated his face. He had tattoos on his chest and arms, and he definitely looked like the “bad boy” of our group. But really he was just as goofy as the rest of us.

“Of course I don’t mind you joining me babe” he said while starting the bus up again. I blush slightly at the pet name, I never quite got used to it when the guys were flirty or used pet names on me.

We were well on our way to begin this road trip, and I closed my eyes enjoying the sound of the crazy guys in the back seat. Suddenly the sound of Carly Rae Jepson’s “Call Me Maybe” pierced through the space causing my eyes to fly open. Nate looked at me and mouthed “what the fuck?” I had to stifle my laughter as I turned around to see the others.

“Yo who the fuck is in charge of music right now?!” Nash bellowed causing us all to laugh.

An embarrassed Gilinsky was feverishly trying to switch the song on his phone

“I swear I don’t listen to that guys, it just came on shuffle or some shit” He muttered knowing the guys would never let him live that one down. Johnson started to climb over the seats before he snatched the phone from Gilinsky’s hand “man gimme that” he said shaking his head. “Man I’m in charge of the aux cord now. Watch and learn G” Gilinsky glared at him slightly before he caught me looking at him. He playfully winked before returning to the conversation.

I turned back in my seat and kicked my converse off trying to get comfortable. Nate moved his bag so I had some room to stretch out. 

“Here lil’ mama” he said. I laid my head back against the headrest figuring I could take a nap for most of the drive. A wave of contentment that I was vacationing with my best friends again washed over me as I slowly drifted to sleep. I couldn’t be sure, but I could swear I felt a hand wrap around mine from the seat next to me.

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The Tides Have Turned-Part 2

A/N:  This is my old work, The Tides Have Turned. It is a complete story that I am reposting on this blog so the work isn’t lost and can be found for those interested :)

Two

Nate’s POV

I couldn’t help but grab her hand, she looked so beautiful drifting off to sleep next to me. I was secretly thrilled when she decided to ride up front with me. It was rare to get any alone time because the entire squad was usually around, which I didn’t really mind we’re all best friends but there is something about her. She had a presence that when she was gone, you missed it.

I continued driving down the highway periodically stealing glances at the sleeping beauty next to me. We had been on the road for a solid few hours by now. I smiled as I felt her snuggle closer and rest her head on my shoulder to get comfortable. We had just passed the sign signaling our entering of Illinois when the guys started getting antsy in the back. “Hey man when are we gonna pull over, I gotta pee” Swazz asked me. “Yeah and I definitely need some road trip snacks” Johnson added. “Calm down J you’ll get your slim jims” I laugh merging over to the right hand lane to get off the exit ramp. I pull over into the rest area and the guys immediately jumped out and ran for the bathrooms and snack stands. I shook my head, “animals” I mutter. I knew it was time to wake y/n up, but I dreaded the inevitable loss of contact.

Y/n POV

My eyes slowly fluttered open as I felt a large hand soothingly rubbing my side.

“Hey baby, wake up” Nate’s voice rang in my ears. “What year is it?” I say rubbing my eyes and stretching a bit. “2015, same as when we left” he chuckled. “You’ve been asleep for hours, we’re at a rest stop” he answered.

“Omg Nate I’m sorry, did I fall asleep on you? How embarrassing…” I blush deeply pulling open the door. I slid down until my feet touched the pavement and the fresh air filled my nostrils. 

“I didn’t mind..” I heard mumbling. “What did you say?” I turned around. “Huh? Nothing” Nate said giving me a weak smile. “Ok well I’m gonna go find the guys and make em’ pay for my snacks” I wink and laugh.

I walked into the rest stop and freshened up in the bathroom. Nate was acting kind of weird, I wonder what’s bugging him. I brushed the thoughts of Nate away and walked over to the guys who were grabbing bags of chips like they were going out of style.

“Hey baby girl!” I felt strong arms wrap around me. “Hey Sammy” I grin and place a kiss on his cheek. He always made everything irrelevant fade away when I was with him. He looked at me and smiled wide, his beautiful eyelashes fluttering as he spoke.

“What do you want? Pick anything, it’s my treat” he said. “Aww Sam, you don’t have to do that. I can pay for my own shit” I laugh. He intertwined his fingers with mine and walked me over to the candy aisle-my favorite.

“Nonsense. My girl isn’t paying for her candy.” He smiled genuinely at me. I picked out what I wanted and we all proceeded to the register to pay. I glanced at Nate and he looked antsy and uncomfortable at Sam’s close contact. I don’t understand, all of the guys have been like this with me for as long as I can remember and it’s never been a problem before.

“Last one to the bus has to sleep on the floor in the hotel tonight!” Johnson screams as he takes off on a tear towards the bus. “Oh come on you guys, you know I’m not a runner!” I pout behind the pack of running guys. “Don’t worry babe I got you!” Gilinsky stopped in front of me and picked me up into a piggy back ride and took off in a full on sprint. I screamed my head off as we swerved past Kenny and Dillon, Jack tossing elbows as he moved.

“Sorry losers!” I taunt and poke my tongue out at them. We make it to the bus in second place, not too shabby. We collapse to the ground out of breath and laughing till it hurt.

“Wait! Who’s last?!” I ask wide eyed to find the sucker that was sleeping on the floor tonight. We all looked around to a pouty Sammy. “Laugh away, I thought you guys were supposed to be my friends” he says sarcastically. “You know we love you Sam” I counter and he sends me a wink. As the boys pile into the back of the bus, I assume my spot next to Nate.

“You having a good time so far?” He asked. “The best time” I grin so hard it makes him bust out laughing. Nate pulls off and continues driving for another couple of hours.

It is soon dusk as the sky is lit with colors of lavender and indigo. It was beautiful, reminiscent of a Van Gogh painting. I sigh contently as the sounds of The Weeknd float through the bus. Everyone takes turns singing a verse giving credit to those who gave it their all. Of course Gilinsky was able to belt the R&B feel flawlessly. It certainly adds to his appeal, girls love him. We cross the state line for Indiana when Nate decides to pull over to a hotel for the night.

The boys remain outside handling our luggage while I go inside to book our rooms. I book two rooms and wait for the friendly guy behind the counter to enter my information.

“You from out of town?” He asks sending me a smile as he types away. “Uh yeah, my friends and I are actually road tripping to New York for the summer” I answer. “That sounds like the life. If I weren’t stuck at work, I’d probably end up joining you” he laughs. Just then, the guys all file into the lobby and saunter over to me. 

I can see the protective looks in the Jacks, Nate, and Sammy’s eyes. “Tough break bud” Gilinsky says curtly while slinking his arm around me. “Jack…” I whisper hinting that he needs to back off. The guy meant well, I knew he was just trying to make conversation. 

“Uh here’s your room keys, enjoy your stay” he nervously says. “Thank you so much” I say kindly. I walk away, Jack’s arm still around me, and I look up at him. “There was no need for that Jack.” “I know, I’m sorry. It’s just guys suck baby girl, and I didn’t want him to try anything on you” he states matter of factly.

“I’ve never seen you like this G” I giggle. “Yeah well you’re our girl, MY girl, I’d do anything to protect you” he says, shooting me a wink at the end. His words caused flutters in my stomach.

“Alright who’s sleeping where?” Dillon’s question interrupted my moment with G. “Well Nash and Cam, and you and Kenny can go in one room” I suggest. “Jack and Jack obviously together, and Nate and Sammy in the other” I continue.

“What about you?” Kenny asked raising a brow. “Oh I don’t know, I-” I begin “Bullshit, she’s coming with us” Nate states.

“Yeah the squad has to stick together” Johnson jokes pulling me into his side.

We all file into our rooms and I get out my pjs and place them on the bed. I desperately needed a shower after being cooped up in that bus all day. 

“Hey guys I’m gonna shower first is that ok?” I question. “Yeah go ahead babe we’ll go after you” Johnson politely offers. “Or we could save water and shower together” Sam says and smirks. “Cool it Samuel” I joke pushing him back onto the bed. “Feisty, just how I like em” he says causing the room to erupt with laughter.

I make my way into the tiny bathroom and run a hot shower. Man it feels good to get cleaned up. I got changed into my pjs when I was done and emerged from the steamy bathroom. The Jacks were already passed out, poor guys. I made my way over to their bed and covered them up, placing Gilinsky up on the pillow as he was laying half off the bed. He grabbed my hand and gave it a squeeze “goodnight, love you” he mutters half asleep. I chuckle to myself.

I turn around to see Nate resting against the headboard of the other bed. He was wearing nothing but his boxers and his eyes were droopy from staring at the road all day. God he looked good. He patted the spot next to him and I smile.

“What about Sammy?” I ask. “He’s fine, he’ll sleep on the floor. A bet is a bet, he has to honor that” Nate laughed. “Yeah, yeah. I get the bed with y/n next time though” he laughed. “Goodnight Sam” I state plainly. 

I crawled onto the bed next to Nate, careful not to encroach on his side too much. I’ve shared a bed with the Jacks before when we were growing up, but this was new territory with Nate. I shiver and climb under the blankets.

“Cold?” He asked. “Mhm” I mutter closing my eyes. “Come here lil mama” he extends his arm opening his side up to me. I snuggle in close and drape my arm over his chest. I aimlessly start tracing his tattoos and I hear his breathing become shallow. Maybe I went too far. I tried to sneak a peek at him through the dim lighting of the room and saw he was fast asleep. I place a kiss to his chest and drift off to sleep myself.

- The next morning

I crack my eyes open and check the time on my phone, it’s 5 am-shit. We needed to get up and get back on the road if we wanted to get to New York at a decent hour. I tried to snake my way out of Nate’s grip, but he absent mindedly pulled me back into him when I tried to get up. 

I giggle “Nate,” I say poking him. “Nate wake up we gotta get going” he groaned next to me reluctant to wake up.

“Wake up guys!” I say loudly to get the others to stir. “Ugh why are you doing this to us?” Johnson groaned covering his face with a pillow. “Do you want to get to the beach at a decent hour? Then get up!” I retort. They all grumble but make their way to get dressed and grab some coffee and breakfast from the complimentary set up downstairs.

We embark on our journey, coffee in tow, and start up a game of would you rather. This time I sit in the back with the boys, and Swazz is riding up front with Nate. 

“Alright Johnson, would you rather have a time machine that only goes back in time, or a time machine that only goes forward in time?” Cam asks. “That is like the hardest question everrrrr” Johnson groans. “Fine, forward in time because the past should remain in the past” he answers. Everybody nods their head. “Alright Sammy, would you rather have your body found in a pile of sex toys or found on a pile of drugs?” Johnson asks. We all bust out laughing. “Hmmm, sex toys.” Sam answers barely giving the question any thought. “Eww what the hell Sam?” Kenny pulls a face. “Dude….” Nash starts in before Sam can explain himself. “What?!” He exclaims. “At least sex toys aren’t illegal.” “Yeah but people would wonder what the hell you did to die there” I giggle. My statement caused everyone to laugh.

“Alright y/n, would you rather give Gilinsky a lap dance or go streaking with Cam?” Sam asks me. My eyes widen. Who would ask a lady that? Sam Wilkinson. 

“Omg Sam how am I supposed to answer that?” “Ugh I guess the lap dance, because there is no way I’m streaking.” Gilinsky wiggles his eyebrows at me and I throw a pillow at him. 

“Alright Nate this one’s for you man!” G calls up to Nate. “Oh god, alright. Hit me” Nate responds. “Would you rather sleep with y/n or sleep with a random hookup?” G asks him. I can see Nate’s grip tighten on the steering wheel. Swazz looked back at me uneasy, like he knew something I didn’t. Nate briefly made eye contact with me in the rearview mirror and I was blushing hardcore. Everyone waited with baited breath for his answer. Way to put him on the spot G…

“Dude definitely the hookup” Nate answers. Some of the guys chuckle and slap hands brushing off his comment, but I fell silent. Nate focused back on the road when I heard my phone song with a text message. It was a private message from Johnson.

J😇: I’m so sorry y/n…. 😥 Me: I’m fine J, thanks though. J😇: Gilinsky shouldn’t have asked that. It was an uncomfortable question. I’m sure Nate didn’t mean anything by it. Me: Don’t worry about it. It was just a throw away comment. I love you J ❤️ J😇: I love you too baby girl

I slid my phone back into my pocket and rested my head against the window. The game died off after that and the guys assumed their own conversations but I wasn’t in the mood anymore. I put in my headphones and drowned out the noise. Why was this bugging me so much? It’s just Nate. He’s one of my best friends, I know it didn’t mean anything. Still, I couldn’t quite forget the cold way he rejected the notion of sleeping with me. I was hurt. And now I had to live with this guy for a month in the Hamptons.

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The Tides Have Turned-Part 4

A/N: This is my old work, The Tides Have Turned. It is a complete story that I am reposting on this blog so the work isn’t lost and can be found for those interested :)

Four

“Get off of him!!” I scream at Nate who had Jack pinned down to the ground. He was punching him relentlessly. Jack used his legs to swipe Nate’s leg out from under him causing him to tumble to the ground. Jack rolled over on top and began to punch Nate ruthlessly. These two were going to kill each other if they didn’t stop soon, but I wasn’t strong enough to pull them up.

“HEY! What in God’s name is going on here?!” Sam screamed as he ran towards the dog pile. He quickly grabbed Gilinsky by the waist and dragged him away. Swazz had to restrain Nate from continuing his assault. The two boys stood there glaring at each other, panting. Blood was dripping from their mouths, nose, and cheeks. There goes Jack’s nice white shirt…

I looked at Nate exasperated, he had no right to start a fight let alone with one of his best friends. I wasn’t sure if it was because of me, but I had a pretty good feeling that it did. I probably shouldn’t have rubbed it in his face, but hey he was the one that said he didn’t want me. I gave Nate one last look and shook my head slightly.

“Come on G, let’s get you back to the house and clean you up” I said grabbing him by the elbow.

“Johnson, Swazz, Sam, you might want to clear out of here before we attract any more attention from security” I warn them. They nod their heads and took Nate in the opposite direction.

Gilinsky and I walked down the beach back towards the house and I could feel the heat radiating off of his body, he was angry.

“Hey, you okay?” I ask softly. He stops walking and turns to look at me.

“What the fuck was that about? What is Nate’s problem?” he spat.

“I-I don’t know what to tell you G” I answer cautiously. I certainly couldn’t tell him he was the pawn in my game to make Nate jealous, and that I was the reason his face was now bloody.

“Yeah, well that guy can be a real wild card sometimes I swear” he states harshly.

“Well we can’t think about him right now, we need to clean you up” I say diffusing this conversation. He just simply nods and we walk up the path to the back door of the house.

I walk him up the stairs to my room which had the largest bathroom and made him sit up on the counter. I rifled through the cabinets until I found a first-aid kit. I popped it open surveying its contents, knowing what to look for. I start running the water until it became warm and grabbed a wash cloth, dampening it.

“Look at me,” I softly instruct. He obeyed as I took his angular jaw into my hand. He winced as I wiped his face of the blood.

“Sorry, is that too rough?” I ask easing up. “No, it’s fine. I’m just glad you’re here to take care of me” he says softly. I just shoot him a smile and continue wiping his face, and rub some Neosporin into the cuts.

“All done” I say discarding the bloody tissues and I proceed to wash my hands.

“What do I owe you doc?” he smirks. Even after a brawl trust Gilinsky to make a wise crack.

“Hmmm,” I tap my chin feigning that I was deep in though. “I think one of your famous bear hugs should suffice.” “Done” he says pulling me into the strongest hold. He holds me tight for a good couple of minutes.

“Take your shirt off” I tell him. He pulls back as his eyes widen.

“You haven’t even bought me dinner yet” he says earnestly.

I scoff loudly, “Shut up Gilinsky. I meant take it off because there’s blood stains on it, give it here and I’ll take care of it” I say holding my hand out. Jack effortlessly pulled his shirt over his head revealing his lean, but toned frame.

“You can take a hot shower in the walk-in if you’d like” I say gesturing to the stone rain-shower in the bathroom. He nods his head taking me up on my offer. I leave him to get washed and walk downstairs to the laundry area to tend to Jack’s stained shirt. As I was scrubbing the stains I heard the back door slam shut and various voices all half-yelling. Shit, the boys were back. I really didn’t want to see anyone right now so I stayed put.

“What in the hell was that Nate?” Johnson asked, clearly confused.

“Nothing man, I don’t want to talk about it” Nate stated harshly clearly not wanting to dive into his problems.

“That was so clearly not ‘nothing’” Johnson scoffs. I heard Sam’s voice pipe up next.

“Yeah man the dance floor parted like the red sea” he chuckles.

“Guys, why don’t we just drop it” Swazz says defending his old friend. I peek around the corner of the laundry room door and see the boys scatter upstairs to their respective rooms, or the kitchen, etc. Now’s my chance. I swiftly tip-toed upstairs and slipped back into my room and shut the door without a sound. I turned around to see a barely-clothed Gilinsky flipping channels in my bed.

He flashes me a meek smile.

“W-would you” he stammers trying to choke out a sentence.

“What is it Jack? It’s me. You can spit it out” I laugh reassuringly.

“Would you mind if I stayed tonight?” he asked, eyes full of wonder. This wasn’t the sexual Gilinsky I knew. This was lonely, in need of companionship Gilinsky. My heart softened at those in need of comfort, and I couldn’t say no.

“After what you’ve been through tonight, of course” I tell him. I make my way to the bathroom and slip on my pjs before crawling into bed with Jack. He flipped channels aimlessly before we settled on crappy re-runs of Pretty Little Liars. I turn to look at him with my eyebrows raised.

“So Jack Gilinsky likes Pretty Little Liars?” I couldn’t stifle my laughter.

“No! But I remember that you do” he tries to convince me.

“Ok in like 8th grade Jack” I laugh.

“Yeah what’s with these girls, they’ve been in high school for like 8 years” he says sarcastically and I laughed even harder. I cuddled into his chest as we watched the suspenseful show. A knocking at my door made me groan.

“Come in” I say less than enthusiastically.

“Y/n you have to let me expla-“ the voice cut off when he was fully inside. Nate’s nostrils flared at the sight of Jack in my bed. The anger from earlier that night reignited.

Nate’s POV

I felt like an animal for attacking Gilinsky that way. I couldn’t help it. My instincts around y/n became primal. The sight of her dancing with Gilinsky, and the disgusting way he was pawing at her became too much for me to bear. Something snapped, and I’m not even sorry. Y/n quickly left with him on her arm, presumably to clean him up and I wish to God that was me. I haven’t ever had a girl care for me the way that y/n does. I’m always just Nate the bad boy, or the stoner, or whatever other label they have.

I knew I had to apologize and explain my actions to y/n if I wanted to salvage my friendship with her. My selfish desire for it to be more wasn’t even on my mind at this point. After I left the guys downstairs I went and changed my shirt in my room. I could see a black eye forming already. I padded down the hallway to her room and knocked steadily. I had rehearsed what I wanted to say in my head a thousand times. I heard her say come in from the other side so I immediately launched into what I had planned to say when I saw a sight so infuriating. Jack fucking Gilinsky in her bed, barely clothed.

That familiar ringing in my ears returned, and my face flamed up with anger. This was a dangerous mixture of jealousy, hurt, and anger all into one.

“What the fuck is this?” I spat, my hatred now aimed at the both of them. Y/n sighed not even bothered that she hurt me. Well I guess she doesn’t know the extent of her actions because I haven’t exactly told her how I feel.

“Nate” she spoke calmly now. “You nearly beat the life out of Jack. I cleaned him up, and now he just wanted company. There is nothing abnormal about that, and we don’t owe you an explanation.” She spoke to me as if I was a child. G just sat there unsure of if he should speak. This was it, I didn’t even feel anger anymore. Just pure hurt and longing. I longed for the girl that would wrap herself around me, her long hair tickling my arms. The girl that would listen to me bitch after a bad studio session. The girl that would stay on the phone with me all night until I felt better. The girl that has been my life for the past 8 years. And here she was giving that lovin’ to another man.

I squeezed my eyes shut tightly not wanting to show my weakness. I was not going to lose my pride over this, I refuse.

“You’re right, you don’t. I’m sorry that I barged in here, you two are clearly in the middle of something so I’ll just go” and with that I turned and walked out feeling a tear roll down my cheek. I harshly wiped it away, and retreated back to my room.

Y/n’s POV

I sat in silence with Jack, mulling over the exchange I just had with Nate. There was something going on in that boy’s mind, and I needed to find out what it was. This was the first night of our vacation and things were already so tense. I truly couldn’t let it get any further out of hand. It was already quite late, around midnight, so I knew there wasn’t going to be any talking going on tonight. I sighed and settled down in the bed. Jack wrapped his arm around me and fell asleep with ease. I looked at his black and blue face, but I wasn’t in the mood for company any longer.

I quietly slipped out of bed and shut the door to my room. Making my way downstairs, I saw the light on in the kitchen.

“Hello?” I called out. “Anybody in here?” No answer. Someone must have forgotten to turn the light off. I sauntered over to the fridge to get a bottle of water when someone came up behind me.

“AHHHH!” I screamed and jumped.

“Chill baby it’s me” Johnson chuckled maneuvering around me to get a leftover sandwich from the fridge.

“You scared the living daylights out of me J” I say clutching my chest, trying to calm my racing heartbeat.

“Sorry” he says laughing again. He moves to sit on a bar stool to eat his sandwich and pats the seat next to him for me to join. I walk over and sit down placing my head in my hands, sighing heavily.

“Hey, what’s wrong?” he says rubbing my back. Jack always knows what to do when I’m upset. It’s one of the many reasons why I love him.

“If I tell you, you promise you won’t say anything to the others?” I ask wearily.

“Cross my heart” he answers honestly.

“That means G too Jack” I laugh referencing their close bond.

“Yes, even G. I won’t tell a soul. Now would you get to it, you’re freaking me out” he nervously chuckles.

“Well, where do I begin? Everything was fine during the trip yesterday until Nate made that remark about me. I meant to brush it off, but it just wasn’t sitting well with me. Then he came up to my room yesterday before dinner and basically reiterated that he wouldn’t sleep with me-“

“Wait. He insulted you again?!” Johnson interrupted, his blue eyes clouding with anger.

“Kind of, but don’t get all up tight J it’s over now. Anyways, things have been really awkward between us since and only worsened at the cabana. I saw the way he was acting with that blonde girl, things got out of hand, and before I knew it G and I were on the dance floor when the fight broke out” I wince recounting the story.

“Let me get something straight y/n” Johnson stated clasping his hands together as he always did when he was deep in thought. “Do you have feelings for Nate?” he questioned.

“What? No! I-I don’t think so. No-of course not” I barely stammer out, sounding unconvincing I’m sure. I didn’t know myself how I felt about Nate, now I had to explain it to Jack?

“Jack, I feel like I have lost one of my best friends! The five of us are a squad, you always say that! It’s supposed to be us against the world. Through thick and thin we are a family, and we are supposed to have that family to return to at the end of the day. And now there’s a rift among us, and I can’t bear what it’s doing to me, to you guys. Oh god, you guys don’t deserve this” I begin to sob now and collapse my head on the counter. Jack quickly pulls me into his chest and allows me to sob into his shirt. I felt myself quaking as the cries left my body, and Jack just held me close.

“Listen to me babygirl,” Jack tilts my chin to look at him. “You’re making yourself upset for nothing. You are never going to lose us, or the squad. I love you, WE love you, all of us do- even Nathan. I don’t want to see your pretty eyes shed a single tear for the rest of this vacation. Things get rough sometimes, that’s the way shit goes. Remember that time G slapped the shit out of me over a dumb misunderstanding?” he asks trying to lighten the mood. I laugh slightly, wiping my eyes.

“Yeah, I think people on the other side of the world could feel that smack” I chuckle at the memory.

“Yeah, well I was furious. Who does that? The point is that people mess up, even those closest to you. Doesn’t mean you’re going to lose them” he added. “Please do me a favor and enjoy the rest of your vacation? Please?” he pleaded. I nod and hug him tight once more. I always feel better after a talk with J. I get up and head back to bed, careful not to wake Gilinsky.

Nate’s POV

I sat back against the headboard of my bed and lit a joint. I needed this after all the shit that went down today. I just started to feel the effects when my bedroom door flew open, and Johnson marched in looking—angry?

“You have some fucking nerve!” he shouts making his way towards me.

“Bro, what are you talking about?” I jump off the bed and push him through the sliding glass door that led to a balcony where we could talk without waking a sleeping Swazz.

“I’m talking about what you did to y/n Nate!” he shouts again.

“I have no idea what you’re talking about J” I say again.

“Don’t ‘J’ me. You know damn well what you said to her. Twice, if I’m not mistaken. How do you think it’s ok to say some hurtful shit like that to a woman?” He asks a look of disgust in his eye. Now I knew what he was talking about. Of course she would confide in Johnson, he was the most genuine out of the lot of us. The question is, what is running through that girl’s mind? What did she say to get J so heated?

“Look man, it was a dumb comment and y/n and I sorted it out. She said herself that we were cool” I calmly reply dismissing him.

“You obviously aren’t cool man. Open your damn eyes. You punched out Gilinsky for reasons that are still unknown to the lot of us” I begin to shift uncomfortably.

“And the one girl that means everything to us was downstairs sobbing into my chest!!!” he continued, fuming. I started to feel my blood run cold, a sensation I always got when I knew something bad was about to happen.

“You fucked up man, big time. And you know what? She doesn’t DESERVE this. She’s the best thing that happened to our group, and I’ll be damned if I’m gonna let you ruin that” he spat hatefully. “You better figure you’re shit out before you lose her, and she walks out of your life for good” he adds before storming out.

I flung myself down on the outdoor couch and rested my forearms against my thighs. Everything Johnson said was true, she DIDN’T deserve this. The thought of her crying because of me stuck in me like knives. I felt like I couldn’t breathe. How could I do this to her? I stood abruptly and began to pace. I felt so frustrated with myself and this whole situation, I drew my hand back and slammed my fist into the wall. I slumped down to the ground, clutching my now aching hand, and realized what I had to do. I felt despair filling my veins, I can’t lose her. I don’t care what it takes, but I need to see that girl happy again.

Even if that means it’s not with me.