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The Tides Have Turned-Part 11

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 :)

Eleven

I awoke the next morning by my own body clock. Damn it felt good to sleep in. I reached for my phone to see what time it was: 11 AM. Half the morning was already wasting away. I looked over to see Nate furiously typing out a message on his phone.

“Mornin’” he said with a big grin.

“Hey” I said rubbing my eyes. “Why didn’t you wake me up? It’s already eleven o’clock.”

“You looked so peaceful, I couldn’t disturb you. Besides its good for you, we were pretty busy last night” he said with a smirk.

“Yeah well we should think about getting back before a search team is sent for us” I say sitting up in bed. Nate just nodded in agreement. I took a shower, brushed my teeth, and tried to pull myself together the best that I could. Nate was shuffling through the room, gathering his things. He stopped to give the room one last look.

“I gotta say, I’m gonna miss this. It was like our own little paradise” he said with a hint of sadness. My heart stung at his words.

“I know, me too” I say softly rubbing his arm. We proceeded out of the hotel room and dropped the keys off in the lobby before heading to the bus. We drove back to the beach house in a comfortable silence. Nate held onto my hand tightly, resting on the center console. It was like he was savoring our last moments together before we were once again in the company of the guys. We slowly pulled up the drive and walked to the front door. It was open this time.

“Holy shit! There you guys are! Where the fuck were you?!” Johnson said climbing over the back of the couch and running towards us.

“We got pretty worried” Kenny said with wide eyes.

“You assholes locked us out last night!” I said accusingly. They all looked at each other in confusion.

“No we didn’t! Did we?!” Swazz asked trying to remember last night.

“Uhh yeah, we went for a walk on the beach remember? Then it started to downpour so we came back and you idiots had all the doors locked” I say crossing my arms.

“And none of you would answer your phones” Nate chimed in. A look of guilt washed across each of their faces.

“Holy shit, we are so so so sorry” G said bringing his hands together in a prayer formation.

“Yeah, yeah. Just thank your lucky stars that we found enough cash in the bus to get a hotel for the night” I say.

“Wait, wait. You took my slim jim money?!” J said raising his voice. Nate just shot him a look that said “don’t say another word.”

“I mean yeah, glad you were able to figure something out” J mumbled under his breath.

“Can we talk about what you’re wearing right now?” Sam said tugging on the jersey I had on.

“It’s all we had Samuel” I answer. “I’m gonna head upstairs to get changed, I’ll be back down” I add.

“You should wear that more often babe! Your ass looks cute in those briefs” Sam hollered behind me. I just flipped him the bird behind my back.

I emerged from my room about twenty minutes later in a fresh outfit. It felt good to be back in the house again. Nate was catching up with the guys, so I decided this was a good opportunity to confront Sammy about what he said to me last night. I walked over to the white leather couch and plopped myself down next to him. He was vibing to Bryson Tiller’s “Set You Free.”

“Hey babe” he smiled at me.

“Hey Sammy. So I think we need to have a talk about what you said to me last night” I say faking an overly serious tone. He immediately furrowed his eyebrows in confusion.

“Uh, should I be worried?” he said running his fingers through his hair.

“You tell me” I continue.

“Shit. What did I say?” he asked with baited breath.

“Oh just that someone in the house is in love with me” I let out a slight giggle now. To my surprise, he looked increasingly more nervous.

“Wh-what? I said that?” he said looking anywhere but at me.

“Yes Sam, you did. I want to know if you were talking out of your ass, or if you know something that I don’t” I say closing the gap between us. A few minutes of torture and Sam would spill his guts. He couldn’t bear to keep a secret, especially not from the squad.

“I was drunk, I didn’t know what I was saying. You know how I get” he nervously chuckled. This was really eating him, I could tell.

“Yeah I do know how you get, and I know that you often spill sober thoughts when you’re drunk” I say poking his arm. “It’s Gilinsky isn’t it?” I ask. His eyes shot wide open.

“Uh, yeah. Yes it is. You got me” he breathed a heavy sigh of relief.

“I knew it” I smirk victoriously. “Sammy boy, you’ve been a big help” I said while wrapping him in a hug, before getting up to go talk to the other boys.

Sam’s POV

Holy fucking shit, what did I just do? Oh my god, I think I just royally screwed things up. I need to stop drinking to oblivion, I end up getting myself into situations that I really regret later. Thank god I didn’t betray Nate, but now y/n’s convinced it is Jack and that could present an entirely new set of problems on its own. I don’t know why she got that in her head, but I unintentionally just threw Jack under the bus. I rubbed my eyes harshly, contemplating what to do.

I had to speak to Nate.

I found him in the kitchen, getting a bottle of water from the fridge.

“NATE!” I shout, barely containing my anxiety.

“Bro, what the fuck. You scared me” he said clutching his chest. “What’s up? Why do you look like you’re about to shit your pants?” he said placing his water on the counter.

“Because I am dude!” I say pacing in the kitchen.

“Sam, calm down. Spit it out” Nate said.

“Y/n came to talk to me about some shit I said when I was drunk, and she was staring into my soul, and I got nervous and-” I start rambling still pacing. My hands were running through my hair twenty to the dozen.

“I sort of told her that Gilinsky is in love with her” I spat.

“You did what?!” Nate half-shouted. His eyes were wide and his eyebrows shot up.

“I didn’t know what to do! I couldn’t very well tell her about our talk on the beach. She asked if it was G, and I panicked so I said yes” I shoot him a sorrowful look. Nate began pacing himself, his palms on his face.

“Fuck. She said some shit about that last night, but I didn’t think much of it. Now that you told her the same thing, she’s gonna go looking for answers” he said.

“Fuck, Sammy. What if G really does have feelings for her, and this ain’t made up at all?” Nate looked up with sheer terror. “We might have just pushed the two of them together” he said fraught with anxiety.

“Nate, calm down man. Don’t jump to conclusions” I say trying to calm him.

“What are we gonna do Sam?” he asked.

“We wait and see. Observe them together” I say. Nate looked uneasy, but agreed.

Nate’s POV

Sam and I walked back into the living room. We must have looked like we had seen a ghost because Johnson’s eyes widened at the sight of us.

“Woah, you guys okay?” he asked.

“Huh? Yeah man, all good” I reassure him.

“So what are the plans for tonight?” Sam said rubbing his hands together.

“Well there’s a party being thrown at one of the houses down the beach” Swazz said. “I got a text from one of the guys I used to shoot hoops with. We could go check that out” he continued.

“Hell yeah I’m down for a party” Cam said, with Nash nodding in agreement.

I wasn’t too sure if a party was really a good idea, but I wasn’t going to be the one guy that stopped the others. Besides, if y/n’s going, I am too.

Later that night…

I knocked softly on y/n’s door until I heard a faint “come in” on the other side. She was sitting at the vanity spritzing some perfume on her neck.

“Wow you look great” I said. She smiled widely at me.

“Thanks Skate.”

“You ready to go? The guys are all downstairs” I say.

“Yeah, let’s hit this” she said grabbing my arm.

We all made the walk down the beach towards the house Swazz said the party was at. He slid open the back door and we all entered, making our way around the people dancing.

“Hey man!” Swazz called out to a guy I vaguely recognized. They shook hands and exchanged a few words before he returned to us.

“Alright lady & gents, we’re good to go” he said. We all split up pretty much. Dillon, Cam, and Nash headed towards the bar, while Kenny, Johnson and Gilinsky chatted up some girls. The rest of us moved to the dance floor. I was never much of a dancer, but being with y/n changed that. She was so carefree, and a bit of that attitude has definitely rubbed off on me. We started twirling and moving to the music, with Sam dancing with a girl next to us. The song ended and the DJ was transitioning to another genre.

“I’m gonna get us some drinks!” y/n said before disappearing into the mixture of people. I was waiting for her to return, making small talk with some party goer next to me.

“Nate?! Nate Maloley! Is that you?” I heard a shrill voice call out. I spun around to see my ex-girlfriend Jessica sauntering towards me, her friends in close pursuit behind her. My eyes shot open, please not now. I was always sort of ashamed of dating Jessica, she wasn’t exactly a nice person. She was meant to be a rebound but it turned into a full blown relationship, and it was a tumultuous one at that.

She stalked closer, wearing five inch heels. I could smell vodka on her breath as she sloppily wrapped her arms around my neck, trying to hug me.

“What are you doing here?” I whisper harshly. It seemed like she had followed me everywhere I went since I broke things off with her. She could never fully accept the fact that I dumped her.

“Now, now. Is that the greeting that you give the love of your life?” she said before pressing her lips against mine. I heard the sound of glass shattering which caused my eyes to fly open. There stood y/n, staring us down. She looked angry. I could see her nostrils flare slightly, before she spun on her heel and stormed off.

“Get the fuck off me” I say peeling Jessica’s claws off of me. “Y/n! Wait up! Stop!” I shout weaving through people. “Get the fuck out of my way” I said pushing some drunk frat boys out of my path. She wasn’t stopping, even though I knew she heard my calls. I lost her in the crowd, due to the party becoming packed.

“FUCK!” I shout as loud as I can.

Y/n’s POV

I was fuming mad at what I had just seen. My emotions got the better of me, and instinctively took over. It didn’t take me long to figure out that the bleached-blonde girl clawing at Nate was his ex, Jessica. I knew who she was, but Nate was always guarded when it came to talking about her. None of us ever really pushed the subject. We moved on, figuring something deep must have happened between the two of them. To tell the truth, I didn’t even know why I was reacting this way. It’s not like Nate and I were a couple, and I caught him cheating. But it felt that way.

I knew this arrangement between him and I would come back and bite me in the ass. Friends are not meant to enter this territory, it completely complicates everything. These were the feelings that I wanted to avoid-hurt, jealousy. Nate called after me, probably wanting to explain himself, but he didn’t have to. I needed to take a breather, get away from him. My judgement was becoming clouded when I was around him, but I was beginning to see things crystal clear.

Nate and I weren’t an item. Probably never will be, so my time was best spent elsewhere. I made my way to where I saw a couple of the guys chilling in the corner. They were drinking, chatting up girls, and generally having a good time.

“What’s wrong?” Johnson’s face fell as soon as he saw me.

“Nate and Jessica” I answer, not needing any further explanation.

“Woah, what?!” J said. He knew as well as I did that Jessica was a touchy subject for Nate.

“Y/n! There you are. Why did you run from me?” Nate said interrupting our conversation. I just rolled my eyes and turned back to Johnson.

“Not now Nate” I answer tersely.

“You need to let me explain, I-”

“You what Nate? You don’t owe me an explanation. In fact, you don’t owe me shit” I say, catching Nate off guard.

“I got the message loud and clear. You don’t want me. I was just a quick fuck” I spat out hatefully. His eyes flashed with pain. I was making a scene, our friends gathering closely around us. Their eyes were wide at my admission of Nate and I’s tryst.

“I know when I’m not wanted, so I’ll go where I am—with Gilinsky. He loves me” I say for all to hear.

Everyone gasped, shocked at my words. But none more so than Jack Gilinsky. I could see him spit out the beer he was sipping, slightly choking at the sound of my words. The girl next to him looked pissed that she had wasted her time coming on to him.

“I WHAT?” he exclaims.

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First Time (Jack Johnson) Smut

Prompt: You and Jack have been dating for a while now but you’re still a virgin, not sure if you’re ready for your first time. That all changes one night. 

Warnings: Smut, oral, female receiving, angst, 

A/N: Um yeah I don’t know if this is good but I hope you like! : )

“Hey babe?” I heard Jack yell from inside. 

“Yes.” I replied. Currently I was trying to get a good tan because my friends had been saying I looked pale lately so I was laying down by Jack and I’s pool. 

“Babe?” I heard him say again. 

I sat up and took my shades off. “Yeah baby.” 

He walked out of the sliding glass door looking all around until his eyes landed on me. He smirked then walked over to me. God, he looked so hot right now, I mean he looks hot all the time but he was wearing my favorite hairstyle on him.

“I didn’t know where you were, what are you doing out here?” He asked. 

“Just getting a tan.” 

He walked over to me then knelt down next to me so were some what eye to eye. 

“Did you need something?” I asked putting my hand on his chest. 

“Just wanted to tell you I was going out with the guys but now that I’ve laid my eyes on you, I don’t want to leave.” He kissed my forehead then my nose. 

“Jack,” I giggled as he began to place a whole bunch of kisses all over my face. “I’m trying to tan.” 

“Come on baby, please.This one time.” 

Jack knew my boundaries and how I felt about us having sex or doing anything sexual. I guess you could say I was total and complete virgin of everything. I’ve never gave head, never gotten head, never had sex, I haven’t done anything. Only thing I’ve done to my dirtiest is made out and had someone touch my butt. But other than that I’m a huge virgo. 

Jack is the first boyfriend who has been okay with me not wanting to do anything. Other ones would say in the beginning of the relationship that they were okay but weeks later would break up with me because they couldn’t deal with it anymore. Jack has been with me for over six months and only asks once in a while but when I say “no” he respects that. 

I have sexual urges for him, I’m just to scared to try anything yet. I’m not ready. 

“Jack, go out with the guys and have fun.” I pecked his lips. 

“But, y/n, you’re in this sexy ass bathing suit. You’ve already got me hard and wanting you.” He leaned his forehead against mine. “Maybe we could do a little under the clothes stuff?” 

My heart began to race by the minute. I was getting super nervous. 

“Jack.” I looked down backing away from him just a bit. “No, I’m not ready yet.” 

I slipped into the pool to get further away from him so I get my heartbeat back to normal. 

“Y/N. I’m not trying to make you uncomfortable or anything I’m just telling you this is getting really hard for me.You walk around naked, in your bra and panties and in sexy bathing suits but I can’t touch you?” 

I gulped. I could hear the aggravation in his voice. He stood up, putting one hand in his pocket and then ran his hand through his hair. 

“I’m sorry Jack, I’m just not ready yet.” I said lowly. 

He stared at me for a while before groaning, a loud groan. “Fuck.” He whispered then threw his head back. “You know what, fuck it. I’ll be back by the time your probably sleeping. Bye.” He walked away without a further word. 

Jack had never talked to me like that or just walked away. I watched him as he slammed the sliding glass door causing me to jump. He slammed the front door so hard I heard it from where I was. He was really mad. I could tell. I sighed and got out of the pool. I grabbed my towel then walked inside. 

I couldn’t help but think about how mad he looked. That wasn’t Jack witch means this problem is really affecting him. I love Jack, I was so in love with him. I always knew he was the one and the idea of loosing him made me sick. 

Maybe I should just do it with him. If Jack didn’t really love me, he would’ve left a long time ago but he still is here because our love is true. I think I’m ready, yes I’m ready. 

I giggled to myself already having an idea in my head. I skipped to our room then quickly took a nice hot shower, making sure to shave every little thing off. I didn’t want one hair left on me anywhere except my head and my eyebrows lol but nothing more. I made myself smell all nice and flowery. I also added in Jack’s favorite perfume he loved in me that made him be all over me all the time. 

After that I went into my secret gore that Jack swore to never go in. It had all my lingeries and sexy things in here just in case I was ever ready. And now I was. I chose this certain one because I feel it would be easy to take off because I didn’t want to get tangled up and embarrass myself for my first time.

By the time I was all ready and done it was only seven p.m and it was getting dark. I wonder what the boys were doing tonight. I decided to go on snapchat and see if I could see him on there.On Gilinskys snap it showed him, Sam, Nate, Swazz and of course my Jack. They were in the studio fooling around and laughing. As usual. 

On Nate’s snap it showed a video of them all clowning on Johnson because he had apparently had a boner. When Swazz said “Thinking about y/n right?” I busted out laughing. But I did actually wonder why he did have a boner. And how big it would be when he got here. 

Oh my gosh! Am I gonna know how to do things? I mean I’ve never done anything before. I have no experience. And some guys like when the girl is in control. What if Jack likes that? I won’t know what to do. 

Porn. I remember my friend said to watch porn for learning. I can’t believe I was about to do this. I grabbed my laptop from the night stand then went on porn. What should I search up? I just clicked on random videos and watched what the girls did. Through all the videos, I was just getting the slightest bit wet because thinking about Jack doing these things to me made me want to do it even more. 

Just then I heard a door slam. I quickly shut the laptop closed then ran into our bathroom to fix everything, making sure I looked sexy enough for him. Once I was sure everything was ready, I walked out of our room, into the living room. I heard him in the kitchen. I licked my lips then walked into the kitchen but froze in my tracks because it was not my Jack.

Gilinsky screeched covering his eyes. 

“Oh my god, y/n, I’m so sorry.” 

I covered my body. “Where’s Jack?” I asked.  

“He’s uh, he’s in the car. He just wanted me to come in and grab a couple of drinks then we’re heading to my house.” He said still covering his eyes. 

“Wait why can’t he come in and do it himself?” I asked already knowing the answer. 

“Y/N.” Gilinsky sighed. 

“Just tell me.” 

“He’s just too frustrated to see you right now, and I think you know why.” He peeked through his fingers but then quickly put his hands back. “I’m sorry, can you put some clothes on, I can’t do this.” 

I walked away tears threatening to spill out of my eyes. Was Jack really that mad at me? I walked out the doors to his car completely forgetting what I was wearing. He was in the drivers seat staring out in space but once he saw me his eyes widened. 

“Y/N, what are you doing?” He asked rolling down his window. 

“Are you really that mad at me Jack?” I asked ignoring what he said. “That you don’t want to come inside? On the night I’m finally ready to have sex with you too.” 

“Baby,” His tone was soft. He took his car keys out of ignition then got out of the car. “Come inside please.” 

“Leave me alone Jack.” He ignored me picking me up bridal style. I didn’t even try to get out of his grasp because I wanted for him to hold me. More than anything. 

Gilinsky must’ve been watching from the doorway because that’s where he was standing. 

“Here’s the keys bro.” My jack tossed him the keys then walked inside closing the door behind him. 

“Jack.” I whispered. He hushed me by crashing his lips against mine. His lips felt so soft. I kissed back immediately. I wrapped my arms around his neck while he continued to walk to our room but kept our lips connected.

I felt the my back on the bed as he put me down then backing away to take off his shirt. My heart was beating so fast, I think you would be able to hear it. I was just so nervous. 

“You look so fucking sexy in this princess.” Jack said. He leaned down and placed a kiss on my inner thigh. My whole body heated up.

“I just wanted to look good for you baby.” I said then let out a moan as he kissed right on my core. He spread my legs apart then continued to tease me while kissing through my panties. By this rate I was soaking. He pulled down my panties putting them in his back pocket before attaching his lips where I needed him the most. 

My mouth was in the shape of an “O”. His tongue did all the wonderful work.  His tongue would move in circular motions before his mouth would surround my whole pussy.

“mmmm.” I moaned then moved my hands down to his hair, running my fingers through it. I think this feeling I was having was me about to cum. In the pornos when the girls were gonna cum they would announce it. So that’s what I did. 

“I’m gonna cum.” 

Soon enough I felt myself let go on his lips. I hope it wasn’t too much. By the smirk on his face he didn’t seem to mind. 

He kissed up my stomach then brought his lips to mine. His hands groped my breasts while kissing my lips softly and slowly. He moved my lingerie up a bit, meaning he wanted it off. I pulled it off of me then looked into Jack’s loving blue eyes. 

“You’re so beautiful.” I felt his dick rub against my pussy. I flinched. “It may hurt just a little baby.” 

“I’m ready Jack. I’m ready.” 

He nodded then positioned his cock at the entrance then soon enough I felt it inside of me. It hurt so much. I wanted to squeal. He noticed and leaned his head down beginning to suck on my nipples to push that pain away. 

“Fuck, you’re so tight.” He said. 

He started thrusting back and forth. I began to follow his motions, soon feeling pleasure of him going in and out of me. My moans began to feel the room, as the slow pace got faster. The bed frame was hitting the wall. 

“Say my name.” Jack said. 

“Jack.” I moaned. 

“Louder.” He said putting his head in the crook of my neck. 

“Jack!”

“One more time for me baby.”

“Jack!!” I’m sure the neighbors heard that one. “I’m cumming.” 

“Cum with me princess.” 

I let out all onto his glorious dick. He thrusted a few more times before cumming all over my stomach. I grabbed his dick and pumped him while smirking at him. ‘

He pecked my lips before laying down next to me. 

“That was amazing Jack.” I said breathless. 

“Yeah baby?”

“Yeah, I’m so happy, now you’re not gonna leave me.”

Jack looked over at me with a raised eyebrow. 

“You thought I was gonna leave you?” He asked. 

“Well.....................yeah. You were pretty mad when you left.” 

“Y/N, never.” He pulled me to him. “I will never leave you, okay I admit I was really upset but that was just because you were in that sexy bathing suit, your body looked so rockin, I couldn’t help it. And I apologize for that.”

“It’s okay.” I mumbled. 

“Just know, I’m never leaving you. We’ve been through too much for this just to end. I love you.” 

“I love you too.” 

And we cuddled all through the night, me feeling like the most loved girl in the world. 

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Wedding Series: The Honneymoon

A/N: Wow it’s finally here the last part! Sorry it took so long I’ve been hella busy and low-key putting this off. Only reason for that is because I’m not as into Sk8 as I use to be, which means this will be the last thing I write about for him (on this blog anyway). Thank you all for reading this entire series! Anyway enjoy the gif. I wanted it to match the theme of this chapter. Sorry for the long note so let’s get to it!

Warning: Contains Sexual Content. View At Your Own Risk!!!

     The feeling of turbulence was what made you wake up. You had jolted in your spot making Nate flinch in surprise. “Whoa you good?” Nate questioned, his hand landing on your upper arm and squeezing it for a second. You looked around confusedly with squinted eyes and nodded. Nate shifted in his spot to allow you to lay on him some more. “We’re gonna land soon,” he whispered, trying not to wake the other passengers. 

“Nine hours feels so long in the air,” you muttered, trying to get comfortable. Nate smiled at your words. The two of you had slept for most of the flight. At some point Nate had woken up and started to write a bit of music as you slept. The two of you had been married for two days exactly. Nate would have liked to have gone on the honeymoon directly after the reception, but he knew you all to well to know that you would need at least a day to pack. Any other time you were on top of stuff, but when it came to vacations you always took long to pack. “Can you open the window?” you timidly asked. Nate slid the cover barrier up so that you were able to see where the two of you where. The sun had started to set, but you could make out the crystal blue water down below. There was something else but you weren’t quite sure what it was. 

“The pilot said it was Mt. Otemanu,” Nate pointed out. The two of you could barely see the mountain just an outline. Your body leaned over Nate’s just a bit more so you could get a clear view. “The place we’re staying is not too far from there,” he said. You relaxed back into your chair and smiled at Nate in enthusiasm. Your hand reached over to grab his and you squeezed it. 

“Tell me more about the resort,” you begged. All Nate had told you was the location and that you’ll be staying in the Four Seasons Resort. Nate’s face contorted in thought and you tugged at his arm like a child trying to get their mother’s attention. “Come on,” you whined, giving him a pout. 

“Okay the only thing I can tell you is that we’re staying in a over water bungalow,” he told you. The tiny hint made your skin tingle and you started to imagine what it would feel like to finally be on the island away from everything and just disconnecting. Of course the two of you weren’t far from doing that. In about ten minutes the plane was going to land and the two of you would be in paradise.

Nate’s hand squeezed yours in comfort as he stuck the key into the door. You were buzzing with excitement and squeezed his hand back. Nate unlocked the door and slowly pushed it open. The two of you had been silent throughout this whole process. Nate gesturing for you to enter first and take a look around. You might have been a bit too giddy and skipped inside ahead of Nate. He couldn’t help but to smile and tipped the person that had escorted you to your bungalow. Nate grabbed your luggage and brought it inside. It was a bit cooler at night, even more so since the two of you were staying above the water. Somehow you had found yourself back outside. Except this time it was opposite of the entrance to the bungalow. You were out on the balcony and was staring out at the water. You could clearly see what was ahead of you. The bungalows that had occupants in them were lit, allowing light to spill out onto the water. There was some stairs leading towards the water. Your own way to get into it and back into the suite without going around. Nate had made his way into the bedroom. He placed your luggage to the side and kicked off his shoes. He let out a sigh of comfort and then went to go look for you. 

Somehow without Nate’s knowledge you had gotten into the plunge pool. This was where he had found you after about fifteen minutes. “This place is amazing,” you gushed towards Nate. He was leaning up against the door frame, watching you with the smile.

“You should see the bedroom,” he smirked, “Did you get in there with your clothes on?” Nate’s eyebrows furrowed when he realized you were literally swimming in the water. You shook your head and a sly smile made its way onto your lips.

“I decided to skinny dip. Care to join me?” you asked, beckoning him over. Nate laughed at your words and cleared his throat. You wiggled your eyebrows at him. “Don’t tell me you’re getting shy,” you said in a teasing manner. Nate licked his lips and a tiny whine left them. In just a matter of seconds he was stripping from his clothes. You cheered in delight, but quickly covered your mouth when you realized some people might be sleeping. 

“Oh shit this is cold!” Nate yelped, eyes closing as he tried not to focus on the temperature of the pool. He was letting out deep breaths for each step he took inside. Finally his whole body was submerged under the water. You swam towards him and Nate reached out to grab you by the waist and pull you towards his body. “How are you feeling Mrs. Maloley?” he questioned with a smirk. You smiled at his words and your eyes sparkled in delight. 

“I feel great, calm really,” you replied. Nate nodded at your words and he leaned down to give you a small kiss. You turned in his embrace, back pressed against his chest as you looked out at the view. Bora Bora was absolutely beautiful at night and you couldn’t help but to admire it. The both of you resting in this position for some time. You soon felt Nate’s hands slowly slide down your body. His fingers tickling your skin as he pinched at your hip and then his hands landed on your ass and Nate lightly squeezed at it. You laughed at the action and quickly pulled away from him. “Oh come on!” he softly whined, only to receive a face full of water as you splashed him.

“What?” you innocently asked, knowing exactly where he was going when he touched you. Nate’s eyes narrowed and he gave you a sly smile. You began to swim away from him already knowing what was on his mind. Soon the two of you were getting into a splash war and your laughter echoed out into the air. Finally Nate had caught you and you were once again back in his arms. “I know your games,” you said, wiggling about in his arms. You gave up after a while and wrapped your legs around his waist. Nate’s length pressed against your thigh. You rested your head on his shoulder and allowed him to swim towards the edge of the pool until your back was pressed against the cool glass. Nate’s nose nuzzled into your neck and water droplets fell from his eyelashes and onto your shoulder. He kissed at your shoulder then your neck. 

“Can I kiss you?” Nate whispered in your ear. He felt your body move against his and though he couldn’t hear it Nate knew you were laughing at his question. Usually if he wanted to kiss you he’d just do it, but for some reason Nate was feeling a bit shy right now. You pulled away to look at him. Your hand reaching up to brush away the hair that was draped over his eyes. 

“Of course you can kiss me,” you smiled, hands still running through his hair. Nate exhaled deeply and he leaned down to capture your lips with his in a sweet, but passionate kiss. You kissed him back with the same intensity and it lasted for a good three minutes before the two of you pulled away. You caught your breath feeling the heat rise between the two of you. You head tilted to the side as you felt his lips trail across your skin. You let out a tiny gasp as he nibbled at your sweet spot. You thanked your lucky stars Nate was holding you up at the moment. Nate pushed his crotch into yours and a soft moan left your lips. His lips were back on yours, but more feverish this time. Your tongue slipping between his lips and tasting his tongue. Nate’s teeth sunk into your bottom lip and he pulled and released it in a teasing manner. The kiss continued and you fingers dug into his shoulder creating half moons. 

     The sun beaming down through the window felt warm against your skin making a smile embrace your face. You had momentarily forgotten where you were. The soft sheets on your bare skin feeling unfamiliar as you tossed over to the side. Your eyes shot open and glanced at your surroundings for a bit before realizing where you were, body relaxing back into the covers. You were still naked from the previous night; though yours and Nate’s actions didn’t go further than making out and feeling each other up. You both were too jet lagged to have sex, so you opted for cuddling naked. Speaking of Nate, you had realized he wasn’t in bed next to you. You sat up and stretched while letting out a yawn. You could hear Nate talking to someone from outside the room and soon the sound of a door closing. You slid out of bed and grabbed a long t-shirt from out your luggage. Once you were partially dressed you went in search of your husband. Nate was out on the patio of the bungalow hovering over a table and moving around plates of food. You quietly stepped out and instantly felt the heat of the sun. You couldn’t help but to grin at the sight in front of you. Nate looked relaxed almost like he needed this vacation. “Are you going to stand there and stare at me or are you gonna come eat?” Nate said. His eyes were still locked on what he was doing, so the fact that he knew you were there was a bit shocking.

“How do you know I’m staring at you? I could be looking at the view,” you told him, arms now crossing over your chest and giving Nate an ‘explain that’ look. 

“I am the view, Sunshine,” he teased, waving you over. You laughed at his words and walked closer to him. “I asked them to bring breakfast technically it’s lunch because someone decided to sleep until one,” Nate playfully scolded. Your eyes widened at his words and your mouth gaped in surprise.

“It’s one in the afternoon?” you questioned, earning a nod from him. Nate pulled out the chair for you to sit down. “I’m sorry. I hope you weren’t awake without me for too long,” you commented. Your mouth watered at the sight of french toast being placed in front of you. You hadn’t realized how hungry you were until now. With all the excitement of getting to the resort, you and Nate failed to grab dinner. 

“Just for an hour. I was pretty jet lagged too,” Nate said, grabbing two sausages from a pile and placing it on his plate. “I called my mom to let her know we had landed safely, but other than that my phone is off and we’re entirely disconnected from the world.” You smiled at his words a feeling of comfort slipping down your spine. The two of you had agreed to not use your phones or social media while on the honeymoon. Opting to bring along a regular camera and a Polaroid one to document the trip. You let out a sigh of content and ate your breakfast while staring out at the gorgeous view. 

“So what do you have planned for today?” you asked a while later, popping a grape into your mouth and munching on it. Nate rose an eyebrow at you over his cup of coffee and he sipped at it slowly.

“Uh nothing,” he said, “We’re on vacation baby there doesn’t need to have a plan. We should just cruise carpe diem.” You let out a tiny groan at his words. Even when you two went on a normal vacation you both always had a plan. Nate could sense your hesitation and he reached out to grab your hand. “Right now the world is our oyster, so look around and tell me. What do you want to do first?” he asked.

“Well first off it’s ‘the world is your oyster.’ Second what’s with the famous clichés?” you laughed, tugging at his hand. Nate gave you one of his signature smiles and you rolled your eyes. 

“Come on just look. What do you want to do?” he seriously asked. You hummed, lips pursing as you looked out at the water. There was already guests out and about. You could even see some standing up on some boards and paddling around. You glanced at Nate and then smiled.

“How about paddle boarding,” you suggested. It was something you had always wanted to try and since Nate was saying the two could do anything you wanted then why not that. 

“Paddle boarding it is,” he agreed.

     “Oh shit!” Nate yelled, beginning to wobble on his board. He tried hard to steady himself but instead failed and the sound of his body hitting the water echoed around the area. Your hand covered over your mouth to stop your laugh. The sound of your giggles only coming through seconds later the minute Nate resurfaced. “You think that’s funny huh?” Nate said, narrowing his eyes at you. You shook your head and stifled your laugh. Nate dipped under the water and swam closer to your board. 

“NATE NO!” you shouted, already knowing what he was going to do. Before you could even stop him, Nate had tipped your board over and you fell into the water. The splash ringing loud in his ears. “You suck,” you pouted, sucking in a deep breath of fresh air. 

“You shouldn’t have laughed at me,” Nate smiled, splashing you with water. You began to tread the water then leaned back until you were back floating. 

“Have to admit that it was funny,” you said, slowly moving closer to Nate. He climbed up on the paddle board he had pushed you off of and closely watched you. The two of you had been out in the water for two hours now. Swimming with the fishes and just enjoying the sun. Finally after managing to ride the paddle boards without help the two of you were just playing around. Nate couldn’t help but to admire you. His eyes scanning over your body with love and lust. He didn’t forget the night before-or more so the early morning. You could practically feel his stare and stopped the back float to look at him. “What?” you questioned, almost feeling as if he was staring at a really bad tan you had just gotten.

“Nothing. You’re just so beautiful,” Nate replied. You felt your skin heat up at his words and swam until your were next to him. 

“This place is breathtaking,” you said, resting your arms on the board, closing your eyes, and raising your head up to soak in the sun. Nate nodded in agreement and reached out to poke at your cheek. “Mhm?” you hummed in response, still in the same position. Nate’s eyes landed on your collarbone and he began to chew on his bottom lip. When he didn’t respond you broke from your tiny trance and looked at him. 

“We should head back to the room. . .take a shower, get ready for dinner,” he said nonchalantly. Nate had expressed the words “take a shower” and from the look he was giving you, you knew what he meant. “Only if you want to,” he quickly added on. 

“How about a bubble bath instead?” you suggested, “We can light some candles, pop open a bottle of champagne.” Your words trailed off as your fingers ran across one of his tattoos. Nate felt goosebumps rise up on his skin at your touch. He was already hard and you could tell from how constraint his swim trunks had become. The two of you grabbed the oars and made your way back to shore to return the paddle boards. You couldn’t have been quick enough in trying to get back to your bungalow suite. The minute the two of you got inside, Nate ordered some champagne and chocolate covered fruit while you ran the bath. You began to light the candles that was provided in the room and turned off the bathroom light.

You began to get undressed and hung your wet swimsuit on the balcony to dry. The water was just the right temperature and you felt a tingle run down your spine as you stepped into it. “Okay I also got fruit covered in cho-” Nate entered the bathroom and stopped in tack when he saw you in the water. “Chocolate,” he said, “Couldn’t wait for me?” You shook your head at his words, hands reaching around you to play with the bubbles. He shook his head in amusement and then pulled the cart that held the champagne, two glasses, and the fruit he was just talking about. Nate popped open the bottle and poured the liquid into the two glasses. He handed one over to you and then proceeded to get undressed. Luckily the tub was big enough for the both of you. Nate’s long body sliding into the hot water. It was a huge contrast to the cool water from outside. 

“This is nice,” you commented, resting your head back and just relaxing. You decided to move over until your back was pressed against Nate’s chest and you could feel him slightly tense. There was always some affect you had on him when you two were naked and in a confined space. It drove Nate insane and once again his length grew hard. “You okay?” you muttered, reaching out to brush some strands of hair from out his eyes. 

“Great actually. I married the love of my life and now we’re in this beautiful place,” he said, kissing at your hairline. You grabbed a chocolate covered cherry from off the tray and fed it to him. The air became tense and you knew it was from the sexual tension you both were harboring. Neither of you had been able to touch one another in the way you wanted since the wedding. Your first night as a married couple was spent celebrating, so you were too exhausted to do anything. The next day you both had to catch a plane. Long story short you both were in desperate need for a release. Things seemed to escalate quickly. The both of you feeding each other fruit and getting buzzed just enough was what egged you on. The sensual atmosphere was all you needed. At some point the two of you started to make out. 

Your breaths were in sync and you turned in your spot until you were straddling him. The sounds of your kissing echoed around the room. Teeth clashing together and tongues massaging the other. You moaned into Nate’s mouth when he bucked his crotch into yours. The kiss broke and you trailed your lips across his jawline. Sucking tiny love bites into his skin. Nate’s hands slowly slid over your skin and his hands landed on your ass. He squeezed at your ass cheeks and spread them apart. Retracting his hand back, Nate gave your ass a slap eliciting a breathy moan from you in return. “You like that?” Nate questioned, earning a vigorous nod from you. He did it again and you moaned even more, your head going down to rest on his shoulder. You softly nibbled at the skin between his earlobe. Tongue gliding over the purple bruise that was beginning to form. With one hand you reached down and grabbed his length. “Fuck,” Nate hissed, hands pausing their action as you began to softly squeeze up and down his length. Nate licked his lips, breath becoming shallow as he tried to focus on pleasuring you too. 

His hand slipped between your legs and his thumb pressed near your clit. The sensation made you shiver and you began to stroke Nate’s length as he kept playing with your bundle of nerves. You continued to add to the display of love bites on his skin and both your moans littered the air. Your thumb swiped over the head of his length and Nate’s hips jerked up in instinct. He was in bliss, but knew the feeling would be much more intense once he was inside of you. Nate slid a finger into your heat. The feeling of it being a dull pain since water never served well in lubrication. It almost felt good, your legs going slack as he added in another finger and continued to rub your clit. Nate began to thrust his fingers making you whine in both pain and pleasure. Finally your lips landed back on his in a feverish kiss. Your hips moving against his fingers in need of wanting more. “Bedroom,” you said against his lips already knowing your stroking wasn’t doing much for him and neither was his fingering doing much for you. Nate pulled his fingers out of you and you whimpered at the loss. With legs feeling like jelly you stood up as best as you could. Nate was the first to step out the tub and he grabbed a towel and wrapped it around his waist. Grabbing another towel, Nate draped it over your shoulders before bending down and scooping you up into his arms. You yelped in surprise, but still allowed Nate to carry you back into the bedroom.

“I’ve been waiting to do this,” Nate said, carefully tossing you on the bed. You were still wet and droplets of water flew everywhere as you body landed on the soft mattress. “Waiting to feel your warmth-” he grabbed at your ankle and slowly pulled you towards the end of the bed. “Waiting to taste you-” Nate spread your legs apart and you instantly felt a different type of wetness. Your chest rose rapidly as his fingers trailed down your leg and teased at your inner thighs. “Waiting to make lo-”

“Oh just fuck me already,” you moaned out, cutting off his words. As much as you wanted Nate to make love to you, you wanted him to fuck you the most. It had been so long since the two of you had just gotten down and dirty. You couldn’t even remember the last time the two of you had sex. With the wedding planning and Nate spending his time at the studio it had gotten hard for you both to spend some quality time with one another. 

“No making love? None at all?” Nate questioned with a chuckle. You knew he was stalling at the moment. Thumb slowly rubbing over your clit in a tantalizing way. After getting you all riled up Nate loved to tease you until you were begging for him.

“We can make love later please Nate just fu-” a moan left your lips and your hand flew down to grip at the sheets. Nate had skipped the teasing and went in for the kill. His tongue taking a long swipe up your slit and the tip of it playing with your bundle of nerves. Before you could even close your legs Nate had pushed them down. He sent three kitty licks between your folds and nipped at your clit. You had to be soaked by now, hips raising in a request for him to do more. Nate plunged his tongue inside of you, moving it about while his thumb rubbed over your clit. He moaned against your heat the vibrations of it making your clit throb. The sounds of your moans had his length pulsating. Once again his fingers were inside of you and Nate spread the two fingers apart as he scissored you. You let out a huff, toes curling as you begged him for more. “S-Shit p-please Nate,” you whined, desperately needing him inside of you. You had missed his length. Having it fill you to the brim and hitting all the right spots. 

“Say it. You know the magic word,” Nate growled, lust filled eyes glancing up to gauge your reactions. You whimpered at his words and Nate added in a third finger. The burning sensation of it felt good and you began to clench around his fingers. You were far from close and Nate knew it. “All you have to do is say it,” he teased, reaching one hand up to grab and play with your breasts. Your eyes slowly opened and he could tell they had grown a shade darker. “You know what I want to hear,” Nate taunted, pinching at your nipple until it became a hardened nub. You shook your head and as a result Nate completely pulled away. “Naughty girls get punished,” he told you. You clamped your mouth shut, but reluctantly turned over when he tapped your thigh in a small demand for you to turn over. You felt his large hands cusp your ass and he rubbed over the cheeks slowly. You knew what he was about to do, your clit already throbbing at the sensation of feeling your ass cheeks on fire. “Last chance,” Nate said, “Are you going to say it?” You shook your head once more.

“No,” you said through gritted teeth. Nate retracted his hand back and sent a harsh slap to your ass. You let out a gasp and he gave you another slap to the same cheek.

“Count,” Nate demanded. Sending two more slaps to the other cheek.

“F-Four,” you stuttered out, letting out a moan and burying your face into the pillow. “Five, six, seven,” you hummed, body tensing as the pain increased. Your juices coated your inner thighs and Nate smirked at the sight. He added five more slaps and you counted just like he had demanded. You felt the bed raise as Nate climbed off of it. 

“I brought a little something,” he said, you stayed in your position knowing good and well that if you moved Nate would spank you even more. 

“What is it?” you breathlessly asked. Rocking your hips up and down. Nate’s hands were finally back on you and you sighed in relief as he spread your ass cheeks apart and licked at your folds. 

“So fucking wet,” he hummed, thumb pressing hard at your clit and rubbing. “I bought lube. It’ll make everything feel so good and slick,” he said. You could hear the cap of the bottle open and soon felt the coolness of the liquid being poured over your ass. You moaned as the cold liquid calmed your burning skin and Nate continued to rub your clit. You couldn’t take it anymore and knew Nate wanted to be inside of you just as much as you wanted him there.

“Please fuck me. . . Master,” you finally said. The last word leaving your mouth slowly and washing over Nate. He smirked at the word and you could tell Nate might have came right there if you had said it again. It was a name he had chosen for himself, being the Dom of your relationship of course. 

“See was that so hard,” Nate whispered, sending feather-like kisses down your spine. You could feel the head of this length press at your entrance, but before entering you Nate made sure to rub his tip between your folds a few times. Slowly he pushed in and your body shook at the new sensation. Doggy style had always been your favorite position. The angle allowed Nate to hit all the right spots and you could sometimes take control if he was feeling up to it. Your hands reached out to grip at the sheets as Nate continued to enter you. He added more lube and you soon figured out what he meant about everything feeling smoother. Nate pushed all the way in and the two of you simultaneously moaned. There was always something about having sex in a new place that made everything feel intense. Maybe it was the atmosphere or the tension. Whatever it was you loved it. “I swear I’ll never get tired of this,” Nate said, letting out a throaty laugh. 

You had become impatient and pushed your ass back against him. Nate moaned at the movement and you began to rock against his length, riding him in a different way. You felt him leave you for a second and then you slid back down until he was inside of you once again. After about the third time, Nate took control and gripped at your hips. Your moans bounced off the wood of the bungalow as Nate pounded into you. The sounds of his skin slapping against yours was like a sweet melody. You met his thrusts as best as you could, body shaking in pleasure and thighs tensing. “Fuck yes right there,” you squealed, one hand reaching back to grip at his wrist. Nate gave a particularly sharp thrust and you let out a tiny scream. His length was long and had just the right girth to have you withering beneath him. Broken words left your lips as Nate repeated the action. Your hand moved from his wrist and dipped between your legs so that you could rub at your clit. You were nearly seeing stars and enjoyed the immense pleasure. The two of you weren’t going to leave that bed until you were ready. It felt so good to feel each other again. Celebrating your marriage in the best way possible.

     “Ooooh give me a turn baby,” Nate cheered, reaching his hand out and twirling you around. You giggled at his words and did a pose for him. “You look gorgeous,” he said.

“You look amazing too,” you smiled, straightening his bow tie and pecking his lips in a sweet kiss. Your eyes landed on the purple bruises scattering across his neck and you cleared your throat. “Maybe you should let your hair down to cover the uh,” you said, poking at one of the love bites.

“I’m good. I want everyone to know who I belong to,” he winked, “Let’s go before we’re late.” The two of you had reservations for a dinner and entertainment down at the hotel restaurant. You and Nate could have spent all day in bed if you wanted to, but Nate had brought up the fact that he made reservations and that you should start getting ready for it. Since neither of you washed up during your bath, it also met you had to shower once again. You glanced at yourself in the mirror before grabbing Nate’s hand and leaving the suite. You were starving to say the least. The first time you ate was earlier that day and it had already gotten dark. Warmth glossed over your skin as you both walked to the restaurant and Nate pulled you into his side. His arm wrapped around your waist, hand resting at your hip as you made your way there.

Nate could see your eyes light up in excitement as the dancers walked out. Your plate of food being forgotten as they began to dance with the fire. “Oh my god, Nate look!” you exclaimed, your hand hitting at his thigh. All the guests were in awe as they watched the dance take place. Nate’s attention was split between watching you and the dancers. He loved to see your smile and how the sides of your eyes crinkled when you became excited at seeing something new. 

“Maybe you should learn how to do that,” Nate joked, nodding his chin in the directions of the dancers. You laughed at his words and shook your head. 

“I’d end up hurting myself, but I should film this!” you said, your thoughts jumping all over the place. You dug into your bag and pulled out the camera. Nate laughed and shook his head in amusement. This had to be the best vacation the two of you had ever been on and he was glad to be sharing it with his now wife. 

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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 

[givemesomeluh]

Stretchmarks ~Nate Maloley

~Stretch-marks~

This was a bad idea. A very, very bad idea. One that had my insecurities flaring, and my feet itching to go back home. I bite down on my bottom lip, trying to keep the anxiety from rising from a full on attack. I mean looking around at all these half naked perfect bodies has me feeling an ugly type of way. Nate didn’t tell me it was a pool party. All the flashing skin had me feeling a bit uncomfortable, and I was thinking up a way to secretly escape when I heard my name being called.

“Scarlet you’re here!” I hear Nates unmistakable low body melting voice.

I turn slowly to see him speed walking towards me before picking me up in a bear hug.

“Hi” I squeak when he sets me back down though a small giggle escapes from My lips.

“I’m so excited you’re going to perform with me tonight!” He cheers showing off those beautiful dimples of his.

I was about to answer him when his new fuckbuddy… girlfriend? Well whatever she was came up sliding her arm around his waist eyeing me up and down. She was in an all black thin string black bikini. It was ana, the model girl. I felt my jaw clench as Nate looked at me to her then back to me taking in the sudden tension.

“Oh scar, you’re here, dressed like that?” She asks snidely eyeing my t-shirt dress and thigh high boots.

I guess it was a little covered compared to what she was wearing, but I wasn’t exactly comfortable showing as much skin, skin that wasn’t flawless.

“Yeah I didn’t get the memo” I state glancing at Nate who looks slightly confused.

“It wasn’t supposed to be a pool party but that’s just how people showed up, I’m sure ana here has an extra swimsuit for you.” He states cheerfully.

Ana smirks at this before turning to look at me eyeing me up and down.

“I don’t know if we’ll fit in the same swimsuit but I can try.” She says.

I roll my eyes before following after her into the house, I see little bubba come trotting up, he walks right past Ana to come cuddle me. She glares as if the dog ignoring her was a big deal.

“Hi bubba! Is daddy treating you well?” I ask him softly.

He barks happily wagging his tail.

“Good, I’ve got to go put on a skimpy swimsuit, wish me luck!” I whisper kissing his forehead as he barks again before hurrying after Ana whose glaring at me.

“So you’re the one that got him the dog?” She asks arching an eyebrow.

“No, I’m the one who went and got a dog with him.” I say trying not to smirk.

She nods before leading me into the guest room, though it looks to be somewhat used by her.

“Here.” She states throwing two scraps of fabric at me.

“Um do you maybe have a one piece that I can borrow instead?” I ask hoping not to sound pathetic.

“Sure.” She snorts throwing a white scrap at me.

I bite my lip nodding a thank you before leaving to go into Nates room to change.

Once in there I quickly slip on the swimsuit before eyeing myself in the mirror. This was bad. I couldn’t just strut out in this, side my boobs looked nice and my stomach didn’t look as bloated as it had but it was so high on my hips and so far up my ass it was practically a thong in the back. It was low in the back showing off the curve of it. I would think I looked good if it wasn’t for the hideous stretch marks all over my bottom and thighs. Feeling self conscious I quickly grab one of Nates button down jersey shirts and pull it on so it covers my back and bottom. Sighing I look away from the mirror and hurry outside as I can see the people here are gathering around the makeshift stage.

“Come here baby girl.” Nate calls through his microphone as he must’ve introduced me already.

The crowd parts for me as I make my way into the stage, Nates dimpled smile is bright on display he pulls me closer as one of his new songs come on, we dance together before moving apart while he goes and woos the crowd. And then it’s my turn i sing my song but as I do this Nate gets off the stage to go appease Ana as she looks pissed.

I can feel my own frustration as he’s the one who invited me out to come up on a show with him. Ana shoots me a triumphant look before eyeing me up and down and then checking herself out as if to say she was better.

That’s when I hear the crowd chant for me to perform one of my cover songs, I smirk as I know which one I’ll do,I feel like it fits the situation going on. I turn to the dj asking if he knows what I want, and when the beginning riff starts I can’t help but smirk.

“I know you want this for life, staring at all my eyes, but I can’t be your wife I just want you for one night.”

After I’ve sing the beginning I can tell that I have everyone’s attention, especially Nates.

I get into the song, moving my hips slowly sometimes glancing at Nate who stares at me with a stoic expression. Ana just looks livid while i sing to the crowd and move my hips.

“Hope she was worth it, hope you regret it I know that she can never make you feel how I did.” I state before looking at the rest of the crowd and when Ana scoffs I can’t help but roll my eyes.

She was only with Nate because she got between us before I could tell him, she knew how I felt. She knew how him and I were in high school, but she still did it anyways.

Wanting to get out of here but also wanting to show Nate what he was missing I move his shirt back showing off my ass and rolling my hips to the beat before singing the next line while looking directly at him.

“Throwing shots like i won’t put you in your place, but do you not remember me sittin on your face? Claim you need me here but you don’t really need me here.” I sing.

He didn’t he had been keeping me around for what felt like no reason but trying to prove we could be great friends even after all the things we’d gone through together. But I don’t really think we could.

So when the song ended I was already to go home, when Ana had to speak loudly laughing with some of her model friends.

“Gosh it was so cute until she tried to show off her scarred up ass, ugh I’d be so embarrassed if I had stretch marks like that.” She laughs overly loud like.

When I look at Nate he doesn’t do anything to reprimand her or even defend me, nailing the last head into the coffin of what’s left of our friendship.

I flee from the party as everyone around her is laughing at me, and I can’t be around him anymore. So I’m gone.

~ ~ ~

It’s been about 5 hours since I was humiliated at Nates pool party. I’ve turned off my phone and am just sitting watching tv, with a big box of boneless wings from buffaloes wild wings. When my door bell starts going off. At first I think that maybe it’s just some random person and that they’ll go away. But they ring it continuously for the next ten minutes and will probably continue until I answer the door. Feeling annoyed I rush to it swinging the door open, a little surprised to see Nate standing there.

“What the hell are you doing here?” I ask genuinely shocked.

I mean when you could care less that your supposed ride or die is getting bullied by your girlfriend you’d think they wouldn’t show up at your house looking so worried.

“Scar I’m sorry I was still in shock about the song you covered it brought back memories, but baby why did you leave?” He asks quickly.

“What?” I ask still trying to go over what he said in my head.

Nate smirks pushing me into my apartment and closing the door behind us.

“That song you covered, doesn’t it remind you of us in high school?” He asks arching an eyebrow.

“God Nate really?” I groan feeling flustered. The real reason i had even covered the song was because it reminded me of the good old days between the two of us.

“Yeah scar, really because when you said ‘don’t I remember when you sat on my face’ and fuck baby girl do I.” He states while his eyes started to swirl as he bites down on his lower lip.

The image that Nate had caused to pop up in my brain was causing me to feel hot and flushed, I stepped away from him fanning my face.

{flashback}

We had been wrestling while listening to the radio and some song came on about big butts, we started dancing and I was twerking when all of a sudden Nate groaned while pushing a hand through his hair.

“What’s going on Nate?” I asked feeling worried.

“Baby, when you show off your cute little ass like that it just makes me want to.” He trails off a tortured look is in his eyes.

“It makes you want to what? Also my ass is in no way small.” I state frowning while leaning into him.

He’d relaxed laying against his bed while my forearms rested against his chest and I leaned over him, my hair a curtain around our faces.

“Trust me I know that.” He laughs his hand coming up and caressing my cheek.

I smile leaning into his hand, while my fingers trace his chest tattoo. He smiles up at me while biting down on his lower lip.

“Are you ever going to finish your sentence?” I ask looking down at my fingers, as the way he’s looking at me had my heart fluttering and squeezing my legs together to calm down the throb their.

“Whenever I watch you sway your hips, or or grind against the air while pushing your hands through your hair while looking at me with bed room eyes. Baby, it just makes me want you to sit that thick ass on my face.” He whispers.

I’m blushing now, as the hand that cradled my face moves to my chin to lift it up so that I’m looking into his eyes.

He isn’t smiling but his eyes are soft as he looks at me. Slowly he moves so that are lips are just a breath away his slowly placed his lips against mine. His lips take by bottom lip between them biting on it softly pulling it back with him before he lets it go.

He looks at me with one eyebrow raised as if challenging me, before I move to straddling him and attacking his lips with my own. He smirks into the kiss before invading my mouth with his tongue, stroking and drawing me even closer to him. His hands rub up and down my back before moving lower to gripping my ass. I moan then tangling my fingers into his hair.

“Nate we really shouldn’t..” I start to say but trail off when he starts to kiss down my jaw then starts nibbling on my neck.

I lean my head back while holding onto his biceps, I can feel him grin against my neck, while one of his hands moves up the back of my neck supporting me, while the other rubs against my thigh.

“What shouldn’t we do?” He asks softly his lips moving against my neck.

“We shouldn’t, mhmm” I moan grabbing his face and kissing him hard while pushing my ass down on him.

“Fuck it. If you really want me to sit on your face prove it.” I sigh smirking.

{end of flashback}

“It doesn’t matter what um, what, whatever memories we might’ve had or that song might’ve brought up.” I state trying to sound firm over the fact that it shouldn’t stir feelings.

“So you’re telling me you felt nothing when you sang that song. Or when you looked at me when you sang that part of your cover? Are you telling you feel absolutely nothing for me? You have no feelings that you buried deep down and just seem to be popping up after going through life without each other for 3 years?” Nate asks looking incredulous.

“What does it matter if I still feel the way I felt about you in high school to now? Maybe feeling even more now than back then?! Who cares that I buried it deep inside it’s suppose to die. Especially now that you’re clearly not single, or having lingering feelings.” I yell back clenching my fists tightly.

Nate moves towards me, but I shake my head moving away from him but he follows after me. I glare at him feeling hot and needing to cool down but he still follows me into my room closing the door behind him and leaning against it.

“I really don’t understand what you’re still doing here. Leave.” I growl before turning away from him.

I take my hair out of the high ponytail tail I have it in, while moving to grab a baggy t-shirt and band boxer underwear. Needing to get out of this barely their swimsuit. I slip out of the baseball tee and start to shimmy out of the tight one piece when I hear a hiss. Looking over my shoulder I see Nate biting on his knuckles while watching me.

“Get the fuck out.” I growl.

Before moving and pulling on the baggy t-shirt before sliding off the rest of the swimsuit and pulling on my underwear. But Nate just continues to look at me not making any indication he’s going to move.

“Please Nate just go.” I sigh feeling tired as well as sad as the anger has fled my body.

“I’m not going to go until you understand.” He states crossing his arms.

“Understand what?” I ask looking at him.

“Understand that you are beautiful not just on the inside but on the outside and that you’re stretch marks are fucking sexy.” He states.

“And how are you going to make me understand that exactly?” I ask rubbing my arms while trying to physically curl into myself.

“No don’t you dare do that, you are beautiful.” He states moving to me.

I look up at him with tears trailing down my cheeks as well as filling my eyes. He pulls me to him before kissing my cheeks gently.

“Baby girl.” He says lowly looking in my eyes with something I haven’t seen in years. Passion, yearning, lust and something too strong for me to truly decipher.

I move to speak, but his fingers have crept up and are massaging my skull, before he pulls me close and lightly brushes his lips against mine. He moves back a little to look at me before brushing his lips against mine again. My hands tighten against his arms but I still refuse to recuperate. His eyes seem to smolder as he quirks an eyebrow before moving his lips against mine and nibbling on my bottom lip. I still refuse so he sighs, before full on kissing me, his tongue traces my lips, as if he’s seeking for entrance, which I grant him. Causing us both to let out a little moan as he tastes just as good as I remember, if not better. I wrap my arms around his neck and he grips my waist tighter.

He moves so that my back is pressed up against the wall as I kiss him back harder. His hands go down gripping my butt, I wrap my legs around his waist. He moves so that he lays me down on the bed my legs are on either side of his legs as I look up at him. He’s biting down on his bottom lip.

“Baby you look so good with you’re legs open to me and you’re hair all splayed out on the pillow. But you’re going to look even better on all fours.” He smirks.

“All fours?” I ask raising an eyebrow though I really don’t have a problem with that.

“Because I promised to show you how perfect and sexy your stretch marks are.” He states winking

A part 2 will be coming soon I promise lovelies for now I hope you enjoyed it’s been awhile 😉😘💕

[stormiedqueen]

Elevators (Emison) - Meeting Nate Maloley (on Wattpad) http://my.w.tt/UiNb/9AletTDieB Read @Pll_funny Pretty little liars one shots so you'll understand the story.Read Elevators Emison.

[omaha-imagines]

Give Up On Me (Maloley)

Request: could you do a nate imagine where you guys get into a fight and then you both end up at the same party. you being a crazy party girl you just let loose and have fun but then nate gets even more mad

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“Why the fuck was he talking to you?” My boyfriend asked me as we walked into his house.

I furrowed my brows. “It’s his birthday tonight. He invited me.” I placed the groceries onto the counter and slowly put them into the fridge and cabinet.

“Why?”

“Because we’re friends?” I confusingly answered. “What’s so wrong with that?”

He narrowed his eyes at me. “I know you know what’s wrong with that.”

I harshly swallowed, exactly knowing what he was talking about.

Last time my ex invited to a party, he tried to kiss me the entire night. Nate obviously noticed and punched him in the face.

Hey, I never said Nate was good at staying calm when he’s jealous.

“Then just come with me. Stay by my side the whole night and I’ll make sure I stay away from my ex.” I negotiated.

“You’re not going.” He said in a tone as if he was finishing up the conversation.

“You can’t tell me what to do.” I told him as I approached him. “I’m not your property, which means I can do and go wherever I want.” I clenched my jaw.

And he did too. “We already went through this.” He whispered.

Nate always did this when he tries his best not to burst out of anger. He just stays quiet and whenever he talks, his voice scary and forced.

“You already went through this.” I said while pointing at his chest. “I don’t ever have a word in every conversation we have.”

His body tensed and I pushed it a little further. “I’m sick and tired of you pushing me around and telling me what to do and what not to do.”

“It’s for your own good.” He calmly said, even though he was anything but calm.

“No, it’s not!” I harshly yelled. “You just do whatever pleases you. I’m fucking done with it! Can’t you for once get off my back and leave me alone! I’m not a kid, I know what-”

“Fine.” He breathed out, trying his best not to yell at me. “Then go.” He walked away from me, going upstairs.

And the door closed with a bang.

***

(Skate’s POV)

“Thanks for letting me be your plus one, Indy.” I told the girl as we waited for the door to open.

“No problem!” She smiled. “I’m still a little confused as to why. You hate Dun.” I clenched my fists at his name. The motherfucker who’s still after my girl.

“Well, a free bar makes me hate him less.” I smirked. She chuckled and shook her head.

The door opened by the son of a bitch himself. “Happy birthday, Dun!” Indy hugged him and handed him a bottle of Jack. 

His smirk dropped quickly when he saw me. “I don’t think you want to see Y/N in the state she is right now.”

I furrowed my brows. “What the fuck did you do to her?”

He ignored my stare and I pushed him out of my way, my only intention to find my girlfriend.

Y/N tends to push her limits when she’s upset and looking for a party. She’d take drugs and mix it with the booze, but last time that didn’t end well.

She ended in the hospital for two days.

She doesn’t remember shit. She doesn’t believe anyone who tells her about the story. She thinks she knows her limits.

But she doesn’t.

“Y/N?” I yelled out. At this point she was wiping her nose with the sleeve of her dress and I scrunched up my face at the cocaine.

She took a body shot from a girl who was laying on the table and they cheered for Y/N. “You’re coming with me.” I could feel my face souring up as I grabbed her.

“Jesus,” she slurred. “I told you to leave me alone, didn’t I?” She yelled in my face.

Right now, I wanted to yell at fucking everyone for letting her do this. They all knew what happened to her.

But I also wanted to yell at my girlfriend. She needs to get her brains out of her ass. I fucking hated this. “Let me go!” She yelled in my ear.

“You’re fucking kidding me!” She laughed, but the humor missing in the laugh. “Can’t you just trust me for one night? Seriously, Nate. This relationship is not gonna work if you keep doing this!”

I furrowed my brows. “What?” I asked.

We stopped in our tracks and I faced her blood shot eyes from the pot she most likely smoked. “Stop being jealous for once!” I don’t think I’ve ever heard her yell so hard. “Learn to trust me with other men!”

“It’s not about Dun or whoever the fuck was at that party!” I yelled back. She backed off a little. “I am less than jealous! I want you to stay away from Dun because he’s a bad influence!”

The streets were so silent, I heard my own echo. “You ended in the hospital because of Dun! Don’t you fucking get that?”

“I didn’t.” She whispered, losing all her strength.

“You did.” I sharply told her. “Remember how Dun said you needed to try coke? Remember how you took twelve shots and downed a bottle of Hennessy after that? Remember the ride to the hospital?”

My voice didn’t lower one bit and at this point I didn’t give any shits. “You’re wrong.” I told her. “I trust you with other guys.” She looked up at me. “I don’t trust you with alcohol.”

“I know what I’m doing.”

“You don’t! You’re a fucking mess! I always have to drag you home and you always puke all over my house and you pretend you never did.” I could feel my head aching already.

She avoided my gaze and looked everywhere except for me.

I heard her sniff, realizing she was crying. “I don’t mind that you do.” It was time for me to lower my voice. ”I love you, even when you’re throwing up the dinner I made for you.” I softly said.

I cupped her face, making her look at me. “But I don’t want you to be in danger. You were in a coma for two days, Y/N.” I said. Tears slipped through his eyelashes and I pursed my lips.

She needed to hear the truth.

“I was scared I was gonna loose you.” I whispered. “I’m not gonna put myself or anyone else in that position ever again.”

“I remember, Nate.” Her voice cracked and I clenched my jaw. “All of it. I just… thought if I pretend it didn’t happen, the embarrassment won’t be as bad.”

“It’s okay.” I assured.

She cried into my chest and I let her sob silently. “Can you promise me one thing?” My girlfriend asked as she pulled back form me.

“Anything.”

“Please don’t give up on me.”

[wilksmybae]

Curls - Nate Maloley

A/n: 25 Days of Christmas

“Lil Mama what are you doing?” Nate asks in his husky morning voice. “I’m getting ready” you shout from the bathroom that was connected to the bedroom you shared with Nate. “Already?” You can hear him climbing out of the bed and his feet shuffling against the floor. “Yeah perfection takes time” you smirk focusing your attention on the mirror. “I didn’t realize you were straightening your hair” he says surprised “Yup” you reply mindlessly continuing to glide the flat iron over your wild curls. “But that takes so long. We could still be in bed" Nate whines wrapping his arms around your waist. It catches you by surprise and your arm jerks the iron. “Careful Nate and keep it in your pants”

“Can’t you leave it curly” he asks playing with the unstraightened strands. “eew no I want to look like I'm at least trying when I meet your family” you grimace setting down the iron. You untie another section of hair as Nate sits down on the toilet watching you work. “Plus I’ve already started” 

“They’re so soft and fun” he comments. “You just like the way it tickles when we cuddle” “That too” Nate grins

He sits on the toilet seat in silence mesmerized by the process. 

Nate stands abruptly from his seat and exits the bathroom only to return moments later. 

“Just needed to get a glass of water” he says taking a sip “NATHAN MONTGOMERY, you son of a bitch” you shriek as the water runs down your back drenching your hair and his white button down that you were in. You watch in horror as your hair gradually shrinks up returning back to it’s naturally curly state reversing all of your hard work. 

“I’m not going to have time to fix this” you sigh frustrated running your fingers through your mane. “I know” he replies smugly leaning back admiring his handiwork. “You’re a dick you know that” you say wringing out your wet hair. “You have no idea how much I love it like this” he smiles looking at you in the mirror. “Hope it was worth it because this” you say gesturing to your crotch “is on lockdown” “Dont be like that baby” “What what I can’t hear you I’ve got to dry my hair” you shout over the hair dryer shaping your curls. 

[myobmaya]

You make me happy/// ------------------ We had known each other for years but recently neither of us could hold back the feelings we had. The countless hook ups we shared, the secrets we told each other, we were practically a couple. He wanted to be a couple. But it was me who was holding us back from being together. I was going away for college and he was staying in the states for tour. I didn't want to hold him back and he didn't want to do the same. It wasn't like Nate to be this open and it scared me that we both knew we would fall in love with each other so quickly. Taking flights back and forth, late facetime calls, and communication it will work. The distance will be hard. But 8 months of being together in person is better than a lifetime not knowing how it'd be not together. ------ A/N: (I'm working on a political campaign right now so I've hardly been home since it involved traveling!) so everything I've been writing has been on my phone while on my 10 minute break! Lol. Let me know if you have any specific requests! I'll try my best to get them done! Working on all unfinished requests now! xo

[yourescapetofiction]

The Tides Have Turned-Part 9

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 :)

Nine

I anxiously stood underneath Nate’s glare. His jaw was twitching, and I knew he wasn’t going to settle for anything less than the truth. I shifted my weight from foot to foot as I debated how I wanted to tell him.

“It’s nothing really. I ran into those guys from the beach, that’s all” I say downplaying the situation.

“Nothing?! Y/n those guys were eyeing you like a piece of meat” Nate said incredulously. I looked around nervously, when Jonah spoke up.

“Yeah, they certainly didn’t look friendly. Not like old friends you randomly run into on the street” he said.

I stared at Jonah praying he would shut up, he was making this worse without realizing it. I understood the altercation, but I really didn’t need Nate flipping shit right now.

“What did they say to you?” Nate said between his teeth. He was terse when he spoke.

“Uh, they just invited me to a party they were having, but I told them no. And then they sort of threatened that I would make it up to them” I say. A muscle in Nate’s neck spasmed as he took in my words.

“They threatened you?” he said more seriously now, inhaling sharply.

“Well not in so many words-”

“When were you going to tell me this?” he pressed.

“Nate, I would have told you eventually. But I didn’t want to ruin the night, and Jonah took care of it so it’s over now.”

“Well, uh, this has been crazy running into you but I should get going. Take care of yourself around here” Jonah said and gave me a small hug. I shot him a weak smile as he walked away. Nate was silent.

“Will you at least speak to me please” I asked. Nate was never like this, I mean he’s stood up for me before as good friends do, but never like this.

“I’m sorry” he said, sounding defeated. This confused me, what does he have to be sorry about?

“For what, Nate?”

“That I wasn’t there to be the one who protected you” he said looking down sadly.

“Nathan, look at me. There wasn’t a need for ‘protection.’ They were aggressive, but they didn’t touch me, there’s no reason to beat yourself up” I reassure.

“Yeah, but Jonah-”

“Wait! Is this about Jonah? Are you jealous??” I question, a little shocked. When I saw him become flustered under my gaze I couldn’t help but smirk. Jealousy.

“Nathan is jealous!” I taunt now, hoping to lift the mood. He whipped his back shocked at my reaction, and quickly backtracked to get out of it.

“No! That’s not it at all. I just wanted you to be safe” he said smugly.

“Whatever you say Romeo” I laugh before making my way over to the group again. Nate followed closely behind.

“Whoo! We’re talking big guns tonight baby!” Sam said drunkenly, with his cup in the air. He was standing on top of a table.

“Sam, nobody even knows what the fuck that means” J said sounded exasperated.

“Sammy, honey, you’ve had enough of that” I say taking the cup from his hand. I grab his other hand to help him back down to the ground. He fell slightly, and leaned all of his weight into me while wrapping his arm around my shoulder. I had to lean into Nate so that I didn’t fall myself.

“I think we should get him home” I said looking at Nate. He nodded in agreement before setting out to find the rest of the crew. Sam still hung on me, his eyes shut and head rolling around. He was talking out of his ass, I don’t think he knows where he is anymore.

“You’re such a girl y/n” he stammers.

“Uh huh” I say not paying him any attention.

“Like THE girl. The best girl there is” Sam rambles on. He’s cute when he’s drunk. Nate walks back towards us with Nash and the others in tow. Nash abstained from drinking tonight so he could drive us home. Nate took Sammy’s other hand around his shoulders and the two of us did the walking for him. We climbed into the back of the bus and I buckled Sam up.

“Thanks beautiful” he grinned sloppily at me. Gilinsky and Johnson were recording him for blackmail purposes later.

“Don’t post that shit online” I say to them. They laughed and swore they wouldn’t. We embarked on the journey back to the Hamptons. Sam was passed out beside me. I reached my hand to where Nate sat beside me and discreetly locked his fingers with mine. I needed to be sure that he was okay after the conversation with Jonah. He held onto my hand tight, and ran his rough fingers over my knuckles.

Back at the house…

“Ok, come on Sammy. Use your legs, come on” I say coaxing Sam out of the car. His legs started dragging on the ground.

“For god’s sake, we’re never letting him drink this much again” I say struggling to lift him up. Nate finally placed him on his feet and we hobbled through the front door. The guys all flopped down on the couch, but I think the night is over for Sammy boy.

“Hey guys I’m gonna put Sam to bed, I think he’s out for the count now” I laugh steering Sam towards the stairs. They all laugh and nod.

“Alright Sam. This is going to be the hardest thing you’ve ever done in your life. Lift one leg at a time” I say sarcastically.

“What is this I’m doing?” he slurs.

“It’s this magical thing called ‘climbing stairs’” I say with false wonder. His beautiful eyes widened at me in mystery, like when you tell a child about Santa for the first time. I couldn’t help but giggle at him. He’s a fucking idiot, but he’s my idiot. It only took him twenty tries to get up the stairs, which was a new record for him. I pushed him down the hallway into his room. I took his shoes off, and placed his Rolex on his bedside table. He face planted the mattress, and would barely move when I tried to get him ready for bed.

“Sam, roll over” I say, losing my patience. He groaned and barely turned. I grabbed his shirt and lifted it over his head. Then I unbuckled his pants and pulled them down and off, leaving him in his boxers. That was as far as I was going to go, I wasn’t going to deal with a drunk AND naked Sam.

“If you wanted to get me naked, you can just ask” he slurred.

“Always the charmer, Samuel. Even while drunk” I laugh. “Lay back” I say pushing him towards the pillow. I swung his legs under the blankets.

“Thanks baby. I loveeeeee you” he dragged out, eyes fluttering open and shut. He was barely holding onto consciousness.

“I love you too Sam” I laugh and stood to leave, but he grabbed my hand.

“I know something you don’t” he teased, in and out of the situation. “Somebody in this house is in love with you” he giggles at the last part, like he let out a closely guarded secret.

“Yeah, okay Sammy. Get some sleep” I say before turning off the light and leaving. I entered my room to change into lounge pants and a tank top before returning downstairs.

Nate’s POV

We were sitting on the couch discussing the events of the night while y/n put Sammy to bed. A few minutes passed before she reappeared on the staircase. She had a serious expression on her face, as if she was deep in thought.

“Everything okay?” I ask.

“Huh? Oh, yeah. Definitely” she smiles. “What do you guys want to do?” she asked. I looked around and everyone shrugged.

“Wait, I have an idea” she said excitedly. She ran over to a storage chest and began rummaging around, before she pulled something out.

“It’s about to get old school!” she squealed pulling out Twister.

“Oh dear God, you remember what happened last time we played!” Johnson whined.

“Oh come on, please J! You love it and you know it!” she begged. He reluctantly agreed.

“Well I don’t see what else there is to do, considering we left the club early because of a certain someone” Kenny said motioning upstairs.

“Alright, I’ll grab some beers and snacks” I say before leaving to go into the kitchen. I gathered everything I thought I would need and walked back into the living room, arms full. Dillon, Swazz, and Gilinsky were pushing the furniture out of the way as y/n flattened out the mat. She then moved over to the stereo system and plugged in her phone. Instantly the sound of 3OH!3’s “Don’t Trust Me” filled the air and we all laughed.

“I told you guys it’s getting old school in here!” she laughed. She would deny it, but the girl was obsessed with them. She began to dance around the room, singing the lyrics from heart.

“Don’t trust a hoe. Never a trust a hoe” she sang and called out Gilinsky by pointing at him.

“Oh, I’m a hoe?!” he said faking that his feelings were hurt.

“Mmm, yeah G you are” she said not giving it any thought.

“Let’s play!” Cam said before Gilinsky got the chance to respond.

“Alright y/n since this was your idea, you move first” Nash said whilst spinning. “Ok, left hand blue.”

Y/n complied shooting us all a cocky smile, she thought she was going to win this.

“Ok, Nash you are right foot red!” Cam said, taking over the spinning duties. A few more turns passed and most of us were a jumbled mess.

“Nate! You’re right hand yellow!” Dillon said straining to reach the spinner. I moved accordingly and ducked underneath y/n’s chest. I looked up and flashed her a bright smile, I wasn’t complaining about my position.

“Shut it Maloley” she said smirking.

“What?! I didn’t even say anything!” I say defensively.

“You didn’t have to” she points out.

“Uh, guys, the more you talk the more we’re gonna collapse” Kenny warned.

“Ok, ugh, y/n move your right foot to green” Dillon yelled out again. She moved her foot and was now bent under Gilinsky.

“Damn, I could get used to this view” he said biting his lip.

“Aye, maybe y/n was right. You are a hoe!” Swazz called out from behind him. This caused us to laugh and I felt us tremble slightly.

“Woah, shit guys, hold steady!” J called out. He was always good at this game considering he wasn’t as tall as we were.

“Hold. Up.” A voice rang out through the house. We could barely lift our heads to see a hungover Sammy standing in front of us.

“You guys started a game of twister without me?!” he accused with a hurt tone.

“Dude you were out cold like an hour ago, how the hell are you alive right now?” J asked from somewhere under the huddle.

“You guys weren’t exactly being quiet down here, so I came down to see what was up because I heard noises. I figured it was either an orgy, or a game of twister” he said.

“Same thing” G smirked.

“So now I see this, and I am hurt you guys. You know that’s my shit, and I want in!” Sam said clutching his chest feigning deep emotion.

“Get on with it Sammy! We can’t hold out much longer!” y/n strained out beneath the mess of tangled bodies. Sam spun the spinner and grinned while moving towards us. He still reeked of booze, but it had worn off some. He was probably still buzzed, but at least he can stand on two feet now.

Sam moved behind y/n, who was standing in a triangular shape, and laid on top of her.

“Much better” Sam grinned.

“Omg Sammy, don’t lay there, I can’t-” y/n began before her legs trembled and we all collapsed with her.

“Good one Sam” Nash said shaking his head. We all just laughed, trying to sit up.

“I think I’m gonna go for a walk on the beach” y/n said standing up. The guys just nodded and flipped on ESPN, not bothered.

“I’ll join you” I smile innocently so as not to draw attention to us. I could see her pupils dilate before she smiled in return. She slid on her flip flops and we exited the sliding back doors. It was quite windy outside, and the night air was cool. The beach was cleared of debris so we removed our shoes and walked in silence for a moment.

“So Sammy told me something intriguing upstairs” y/n began, walking in a slow stride.

“Oh yeah?” I ask, genuinely curious. The boy could say some dumb shit when he was drunk.

“Yeah. He said it’s about one of us in the house” she continued. She was cautious, and I couldn’t really feel out where she was going with this.

“What about them?” I say, more nervous now. My mind was racing. I remember telling Sam how I felt about y/n within the first few days of being here. Fuck. He wouldn’t tell her that would he? Hell he could have told her anything, he was heavily intoxicated. My palms were sweating. This was not how I wanted her to find out.

“He said someone’s in love with me” she stated plainly. She wasn’t gushing about it, nor was she really curious. She had a suspicious aura about her. Now my heart was really racing.

“I think it’s Gilinsky” she said shrewdly. I nearly choked, both out of relief and confusion. My secret was safe for now.

“Why do you think that?” I ask. She was silent for a few moments, deep in thought.

“I don’t know. The way he acts around me? Maybe I’m reading too much into it. You know how big of a flirt he is with women, I’m probably just one of many” she trails off. I was cagey with my words, I had to proceed with the utmost caution.

“Yeah, I do know how he is. Love is a pretty strong emotion, you really think it’s finally caught up to Gilinsky?” I ask with genuine interest now.

“Who knows if it will ever catch up to him. But I do know he was intense when we hooked up” she finished.

I felt like I was slapped in the face. When did they hook up? We’ve been around her the entire vacation. If someone was gonna smash, we would all know about it. Sam told me there was nothing going on between them! Either he lied, or they were sneaking around. A god awful thought crossed my mind. Was she playing me? Our arrangement could be just one of many in her game. All previous worry about my feelings for her washed away. I heaved with jealousy, lust, and anger. What I felt right now was strictly primal. I needed to wash away any trace of Gilinsky. I needed her.

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jealous // nate maloley

quick little imagine about a super cute, jealous maloley. feel free to send in requests for any of the omaha boys !!! warning: mature material ahead. 

just before walking over to sammy, nate made a stupid remark about me being to touchy with the other boys ⎯⎯ which resulted in me saying, “like this?” that was something nate always spoke about, and i found more joy in pissing him off that kissing his cheek and telling him that he had nothing to worry about. there was not doubt in my mind that nate knew i would never do anything with anyone else, which only made the situation harmless, though there was something about me being around another guy and putting my attention on someone else that wasn’t him that made him all red in the face. 

“sammy, that makes no sense.” i threw my hand over my mouth after sammy made an attempt at being funny. that was usually how it worked. sammy trying to be funny, and me laughing because he tries too hard. without realizing, i leaned into sammy, my head finding his shoulder. that was the end, nate got up from his seat, walking over to sammy and me. 

“y’good, babygirl?” he looked at me, placing his hand on my lower back, slowly gliding down to my bottom. 

i looked up at him, knowing he had enough. “fine, you?” playing it short also made nate itch. 

“yeah, babe.” his lips found my neck but he pulled away and looked at sammy, “do ‘ya mind if i steal her from you for a few?” sammy responded by throwing his hands up in defeat and walking away. nate then found my hand, lacing his fingers with mine and leading me to his room. there was still people inside his house, as he had a little get-together, but i knew that was the last thing on his mind.

he closed the door behind us, “you think you’re funny?” i sat on the bed, but was pushed by nate, him then on top of me, his hands on my wrist where he pulled them above my head so they were resting just on the bed. “being all smiley with sammy, you think that’s cute?”

“don’t be jealous, nathan.” i smiled, knowing that angered him even more. i knew where he was going with this.

“don’t think you can go do shit like that, ‘lil mama.” he let go of my wrists and then placed his hands on my sides, “i hope you know you’re only mine.” 

i then slithered out of his grip, shifting my self around on the bed. i was propped up on my knees as i slowly took of my shirt, knowing nate was watching every little move that i made. i moved over to him before motioning for him to lean against the pillows that lined the headboard of his bed. he only stared at me, his mouth hanging open only slightly. i lifted one leg over him, making it so i was straddling his lap. i bit my lip as i felt his hands explore my body before finally resting on my ass, smacking the skin. i closed my eyes. his warmth was enough to make me swoon. 

our lips connected and he moaned into my mouth. i placed my hands into his hair, tugging as i got a decent handful. he pulled my body tighter into his. his tongue then ran across my bottom lip, basically begging for entrance. we explored one another’s mouths for a while before nate disconnected us. we looked at each other for only a moment before he placed his lips on my neck, nipping and tugging on my delicate skin with his teeth. he looked at me once more before raising his eyebrows, i knew what he was hinting at. “i’m only yours.”

[yourescapetofiction]

Recovery (A “Tides Have Turned” Sequel)

A/N: FORMERLY OMAHASQUADISLIFE. First chapter of my “The Tides Have Turned” sequel. Feeling out where I want to go in this chapter. Any feedback is greatly appreciated, and let me know if you’re interested in reading the first installment in my ask!

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The Setup

The faint hum of the air conditioner stirred me from my broken sleep. Why is it always so damn cold in here? Like clockwork, my alarm from my phone sounded about 3 minutes later. I always woke up before my alarm, it’s like the universe never wanted me to sleep in.

“I guess I should get up” I sigh.

I swing my legs out from underneath the covers and plant my feet on the fluffy rug beside my bed. I survey my room and its contents, and then gaze out the window. Same old, same old. Life has become rather mundane. It seems like all there is to it is work, eat, sleep, repeat. Surely there has to be more. Growing up has been hard, nothing like I thought it would be.

From a young age I dreamed of the freedom from childhood. Having a car, being able to go places…not having to answer to anyone really but myself..

What they don’t put in the Disney films is that in life there is no play without work. A lot of it. I suppose that’s why friends were created. People you share an innate connection with, they entertain you, support you, “get” you better than any stranger could ever hope to. They offer a brief reprieve from daily life, enough to recharge your batteries so you can keep on pushin’. 

I happen to have the greatest group of friends a girl could have. Well…had. 

Jack Gilinsky, the pretty boy. Affectionately known as G, tall, lean but muscular, dark hair that flips up in the most effortless of fashions, and a smile that would make you sell your soul. All the ladies love him, and I have yet to find someone who can resist his charm. 

Jack Johnson, the humble artist. J has a magical way about his passions, music mainly. He is someone who dedicates his all to what he believes in, and is probably the most genuine of the group. He has sparkling blue eyes, and blonde hair; the only one of the boys who is a blonde. He sometimes wears glasses, because he actually needs them or because he wants to pull off the cute nerd look, we’ll never know. The guys certainly bag on him for it. Never one to turn down an opportunity, whether if its for him, or to help someone in need. 

Samuel “Sammy” Wilkinson, the cheeky one. Sammy is a character, there’s really no other way to explain him. He is the number one joker, prankster, and overtly flirtatious boy in the group. But, has a smile so deceivingly innocent you would think butter didn’t melt in his mouth. Sammy is precious, his smile so wide that it would make his eyes light up; eyes accented by staggeringly long lashes. He was just as good looking as G, but in a softer way.

And then there was him. 

The one that came into my life like a storm, and flipped it upside down. The one that I experienced it all with, opened up to, and had the most visceral of loves.

Nathan “Nate” Maloley, the bad boy. Oh how attractive he is…he’s magnetic, pulling you into his world out of curiosity, attraction or enigma. He’s a classic “don’t judge the book by its cover,” tattooed, raps for a living, smokes. Probably not every parent’s dream, but he has a soul of gold. Honest, hardworking, kind. Nate is effortlessly handsome, dark hair with the loosest of curls, toned body, and dimples that make your heart melt. He attracts hoards of women, but doesn’t give himself credit that he does. He didn’t have time for distractions. Until he met you.

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Two years has passed since the incident. Not a word was spoken between me and the four boys I had called family. Inseparable isn’t enough to describe the dynamic between us all. We went to school together, partied together, went on vacations together, spent every second together.

The last time I can recall a positive memory with the boys, was on our last beach trip to the Hamptons. Our annual excursion, it was the event we all looked forward to the most. An escape from school and real life, where we would all go to daydream about the lives we wanted to live. Money, happiness, big houses, and all the finest things money can buy. The beach house was a place where for even a brief time, it all felt like it could come true.

It was at this cherished beach house, that my life was changed forever. After what felt like an eternity of friendship, feelings and relationships changed so drastically, I got whiplash from trying to keep up. I succumbed to the charming ways of G and Sammy, only to realize that my friendship with them should never be altered.

But not with Nate. 

After a month of us hiding how we truly felt about each other, he confessed to me on the last day of our vacation that he was madly in love with me. The words still ring in my ears to this day, for they were the most powerful ever uttered to me. I could have died happy on that day.

Now look at us.

We meander through our daily lives, with barely a glimpse and a smile at the local coffee shop. No social media followings, no more vacations. It’s as if we were all perfect strangers.

How could something that you were so sure would last, so absolutely positive you would bet your life on it, be a distant dream?

It was that night. That pivotal night where I saw something change in his eyes. 

A spark within me was suddenly ignited. I have to do something. The same way that you just know you have to act on something that nags at you. It has been eating away at me for two long years, and today I will start to find answers.

I pull out my phone and scroll through the contact list until I found the one person I knew would be able to help me.

“I know you’re busy, and is a lot of me to ask but we need to meet. This isn’t right. Our lives are not right. And if you think I’m just going to sit back and take it, then you’re wrong. If you value any sense of a better future, then you’ll come” I say into the headset. My heart was pounding, as I didn’t even know if I was stepping over the line. But I had to lay it all out there, or else I never would.

All I could hear for a solid two minutes was silence, the person on the other end breathing as they wrestled with my words. I waited with baited breath, agonizing over whether I just blew the one shot I had at this. Suddenly, I heard a sharp intake of breath, as if they were about to speak.

“Felicitous Coffee Shop on 3rd. 3:00 pm” they said before swiftly hanging up the line.

I exhaled loudly, not realizing I was holding my breath. They agreed. I didn’t blow it. My palms were sweaty as I suddenly realized the rollercoaster ride that was ahead of me.

“Time to get some answers” I say.

[wilksmybae]

Come with me- Nate Maloley

A/n: 25 Days of Christmas

You’re riding in the car with Nate on your way back to the apartment after a much needed trip to the grocery store. Staring out the window you think about what to have for dinner considering all the food you just bought when he interrupts your thoughts. “Y/n” Nate calls reaching his hand out to your over the console. “Yeah” you reply lacing your fingers with his. “I’ve been thinking about this a lot lately and...” his voice fades as if he’s decided not to continue his thought. The anticipation alone is enough to drive you crazy “What!? You have to tell me now” you beg virtually on the edge of your seat. “Please” you plead massaging the back of his neck with your fingertips.

“Would you come home with me?” He asks looking away from the road. You laugh at the anticlimactic and unnecessary question. “I’m already going home with you” “No I mean to Omaha... for Christmas” 

“Oh” you sigh surprised sinking deep into your seat. Your parents had planned a cruise excluding you and you hadn’t made arrangements at all. Your mouth hangs open and it’s as if your brain has temporarily shut down “God dammit. I just thought we were in a good place and this was the right time but clearly we’re on different pages” he rants snatching his hand away from yours. He hits his palm against the wheel in frustration. 

“No wait I want to” you blurt grabbing his hand back. “Really I do” you continue trying to sound as sincere as you truly are. “For real?” he asks glancing at you from the corner of his eye. You nod you head eagerly. “Thank heavens because I already told them you were” he sighs smiling at your resting his head against his seat. 

[wilksmybae]

Elves- Nate Maloley

A/n: 25 Days of Christmas

Nate’s POV

I’m going to kill him. I’m going to strangle him and chop his body into tiny pieces for doing this to me. 

Here I am standing solo at this party in a fucking elf costume in a sea of sexy santa’s and reindeer. I’m the only dumb ass who’s dressed as an annoying little elf, my height only adding to the ridiculousness of the costume. 

Sam had managed to convince me against my better judgement that it was a good idea and I agreed until a few minutes ago when I found out I was the only one coming. He bailed, something about Em being sick and really needing him. Whatever.

I planted myself against the wall observing the party when I saw a fellow elf attempt to chat up a shirtless reindeer. The guy was giving off all the uninterested signs including eye fucking every chick that walked past him. Poor girl. Had I not been in such an annoying costume myself I would’ve overlooked her completely too. 

I watched as the guy casually excused himself from her presence as she stood there embarrassed at what just happened. She was cute, in that I just got rejected please don’t look at me kind of way. 

I moved in to talk to her repeating the pick up line in my head. 

“For what it’s worth you can jingle my bells any time” I smile approaching. She let out a hearty laugh accompanied by a snot I instantly found endearing. 

“Hi I’m Nate” 

“Y/n, I don’t think I’ve seen you around the workshop” She joked gesturing to my costume. “I work on the top secret level” I quip continuing with the ruse. “Who’d you have to bang to get that position” she asks playing with the buttons on my shirt. “Just the Mrs. what about you” I wink. She laughed again her eyes crinkled and her lips parted revealing a beautiful set of teeth. “Santa likes me in the woodworking department” she gleams looking at me through her lashes. 

“Damn I’m glad you’re funny, here I was thinking I’d get stuck with the lame elf at the party” she continues filling the momentary silence. I clutch my chest mocking offense. “And I was hoping you wouldn’t be elf sized but we can’t all get what we want” “Rude” she  grins pushing me playfully her hand lingering on my chest. I find myself biting my lip picturing that costume on the floor. 

“Well Y/n I’m going to take my rude ass out of here care to join me?” I ask raising a brow. Fucking hell please say yes. 

She looks around the room I guess deciding if she really wants to go before shrugging her shoulders “Sure” I throw my arm around her neck pulling her into my side. She wraps her arm around my waist and with her other hand laces our fingers. Intimate yet weirdly comfortable. 

Maybe Sam’ll live to see another day. 

[wilksmybae]

Crooked- Nate Maloley

A/n: 25 Days of Christmas

“Nate I need help” you yell struggling to reach the top of the Christmas tree. “Told you we shouldn’t have gotten such a large tree” he laughs watching you stretch to reach the top. Even on the ladder you’re still about a foot too short. “We were not going to use the dinky little tree from last year this foyer is too big, it’d look like a little baby tree.” “Yeah yeah” he says shushing you as he helps you down from the ladder. 

“Okay here’s the star.” Nate’s about halfway up the ladder when he turns to take the star out of your hand. You watched carefully as he made his way up the rest your arms outstretched to catch him, not that it would do much good. “Nathan it’s crooked” you whine the instant his hand releases the star. “No it’s not” he remarks climbing down from the ladder. You press your hand against his back stopping his descent. “Yes it is, now fix it” you urge pushing his roughly. “Geez woman it’s just a tree” “No it’s our first tree as a family” Even with his head turned away from you you can tell that he is mimicking you clearly annoyed. “Nope still crooked” “I don’t care I’m coming down”

As he steps off the ladder he backs up a few feet wrapping his arm around your waist. You both look at the tree you just spent the last hour decorating and it was time well spent. It looked like a tree out of a holiday magazine except for the star. “Damn you were right the star is kind of jacked up” Nate laughs heading to fix it. “Leave it you can try again next year” “Next year huh? You plan on sticking around til then” “Yeah as long as you don’t fuck up” you whisper sassily dancing your fingers up his chest. “Done” he says pulling you into his chest. “Tommy’s going to be up soon” you mumble feeling his hands traveling up and down your sides. 

Nate nods but ignores your words nestling his head in the crook of your neck placing kisses along it. You run your fingers through his hair tugging on it gently bring his lips to yours. They move in sync the impending time crunch fueling the kiss when a loud cry pulls them apart. You rest your forehead against his chuckling at the timing. “It’s your turn” you say pecking Nate’s lips one last time.