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itsluhsbitch · 7 years ago

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You were laying in bed watching the vampire diaries and facetiming your best friend since first grade, Jack. This was your second time watching the series so you hardly were paying attention, you’d have to admit that at this point you were just watching to swoon over Stefan.

“so how’s tour?” you asked as Jack was sitting on the bus.

“it’s good! The shows are so lit and the fans are crazy. You’re coming to the Cleveland one right?” he asked hopefully.

“yeah, I’ll be in town anyway for my cousins baby shower”

“right, I forgot. What’s she having again?”

“a boy. Grayson Carter” you smiled.

“perfect. And after the show we can get some drinks”

“that’s perfect” you laughed.

“speaking of drinks, is Derek at the bar without you again?” Jack asked, making you roll your eyes.

“no, he’s with Sammy, they’re rehearsing for tour. And he didn’t go without me, he asked if I wanted to go and I told him I wasn’t feeling it”

“well then he shoulda stayed home with you. That’s what a good boyfriend would have done.

“Jack, we don’t have to do everything together. If he wants to go out he can, I’m not gonna stop him.”

“but he wouldn’t let you go out by yourself” Jack argued.

“he always wants to go and I’m not gonna tell him he can’t. You know half the time we get there I go and talk to my friends for half the night while he’s in the vip section, or hanging with the guys. It’s not a big deal” you defended your boyfriend, again.

“it’s not right. He doesn’t even treat you that well. you know on tour he’s gonna be all over other girls”

“Jack, we’ve been together for nearly three years. I trust him with my life. And they’re his fans. It’s not like he’s going out and going home with a bunch of different girls. It’s literally what he does.”

“I just don’‘t think he treats you right. you know how many girls there were before you? he probably doesn’t even remember them or their names.”

“so what Jack. You said it yourself. BEFORE me.”

“I just don’t think he’s changed.”

“I don’t understand why you have such a problem with him. You’re my best friend Jack. You’re supposed to be supportive.”

“I told you, he doesn’t treat you right. He’s gonna break your heart (y/n)” Jack spoke again.

You were about to defend your boyfriend, yet again, when you heard someone call out to G about something you couldn’t quite hear.

“I gotta get going, we’re going to go grab a bite to eat but I’ll text ya yeah?”

“yeah. that’s fine.” you smiled, waving and ending the call with G, and setting your phone down.

Not even 5 minutes later your bedroom door was opening and Derek was walking in, peeling his sweatshirt over his head.

“mmmmm baby” you teased, biting your lip as he pulled his shirt off, throwing it in the hamper and turning to look at you, a devilish smirk on his face as he approached the bed.

He crawled over top you, growling and squeezing your sides, causing you to let out a little yelp because you were so ticklish, and Derek gave you a sweet and sloppy kiss.

“hi baby” he muttered into your neck, pulling you closer to him.

“how were rehearsals?” you asked as Derek repositioned himself, sitting up more, resting against the headboard, pulling you into him.

“they were good. I’m so excited for this tour baby, you have no idea.” Derek smiled, playing with your hair.

“I’m glad. I’m excited for you babe. I know how much your fans mean to you.”

“yeah. I can’t wait to get out on the road and see them again. You’re coming to a few shows right? You know the fans love you” he smiled.

“yeah. You think I’d miss it?” you looked up at him with a furrowed brow.

“of course not. I’m just checking.” he smiled, leaning in and giving you a small peck on the lips.

You and Derek stayed like that, watching a movie on your tv, just waiting for sleep to take you over, when your phone went off.

“who is it?” you asked, since your phone was on the nightstand closest to Derek.

“Jack” Derek replied, handing you your phone, to which you unlocked it and read his message, just a small little text about how he couldn’t wait to see you in Cleveland, which you should start packing for honestly.

“what’s he saying? more shit about how I’m a terrible boyfriend and how you should be with him?” Derek asked, causing you to roll your eyes.

The two boys didn’t quite get along. It was easy to see. But it sucked. Jack was your best friend, and you loved Derek with everything in you. They just couldn’t stand one another and it really upset you. Derek got along with everyone else, and so did Jack; group functions were just problematic because those two hated one another.

You weren’t exactly sure if it was Derek’s jealousy that started it, or Jack’s over-protectiveness.

Derek didn’t like how close you and Jack were at the start of your relationship. You thought it was kinda cute though, how jealous he would get when you would talk to Jack or mention hanging out with him. Truth be told, at the start, you would talk to Jack about Derek and how you liked him, but you heard of his reputation.

And Jack had known of Derek for quite some time, and you’re his best friend after all, and he wanted you to be happy, and he could see how happy Derek made you, so Jack talked to you about Derek numerous times. You also had this horrible habit of over thinking, so when Derek wouldn’t text you back for an hour or so, you panicked and freaked out to Jack, who had no doubt in his mind Derek was with other women, but said he was probably just busy. And he was right. Derek had been working on new music when you two first met, so he was usually very busy in the studio and would just forget to text back.

Regardless of it all. Derek had a problem with Jack and Jack had a problem with Derek. And you loved them both to death, but you were getting so tired of listening to them bitch about the other.

“no, he’s just talking about how when I go to Ohio for my cousin’s baby shower that we’re going to meet up and I’m gonna go to their show”

“I’m sure he’s glad to get you away from me for a weekend” Derek spoke.

“I’m literally seeing him for one day D. He’s my best friend. And just like I support you, I support him” you reasoned.

“yeah, well I still bet he’s glad you’re leaving me for the weekend. I bet he’ll try to make a move on you”

“Derek” you spoke, sitting up more to turn and look at Derek “he has a girlfriend.”

“so”

You rolled your eyes and grabbed Derek’s face and pressed your lips to his, pulling back slightly before replying.

“so, regardless of anything, I don’t want to be with anyone else but you D, and setting aside the fact that he has a girlfriend, and is literally just my best friend, even if he tried to make a move on me, which he wouldn’t, I wouldn’t let him, because I’m kind of madly in love with you” you reasoned.

“I love you too” Derek spoke, leaning in and capturing your lips in his, rolling over top of you, where things quickly escalated.

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You woke up the next morning tangled in the sheets with Derek. You smiled as you looked over at his sleeping figure and saw the purple marks littered around his neck and chest.

Getting out of bed and walking to the bathroom, you started to run some water for a quick shower.

After you had dried off, you took the towel to your hair, walking back into the bedroom and over to one of your dressers, searching for a pair of leggings.

“damn, talk about a view” you heard Derek from behind you, causing you to stand and look over your shoulder at your boyfriend laying in bed, the only covering of his skin coming from your thin sheet on his dick, which you could see was hard.

You just smiled and shook your head, turning back to search through your drawers.

Putting on some leggings and one of Derek’s tee’s you made your way to your closet and pulled out your suitcase, packing for your trip to Ohio for the weekend.

“babe, come back to bed.” D whined, watching you grab some clothes out of one of your drawers.

“I leave tomorrow morning D, and I haven’t even started packing, and I kinda need to have clothes.” you teased, looking at him over your shoulder.

“but you look good as fuck without them” Derek winked “plus I need your help”

“Derek, I will come suck you off once I get some clothes together, but I really need to get a dent on this, because you know in a few hours I’ll remember something I’m forgetting.”

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Your plane landed and as soon as you were off it you called Derek, letting him know you had landed and were meeting your cousin and her husband, Chad, and staying with them. As you continued to talk to Derek, after getting your bag, and receiving a text from your cousin that they were outside, you quickly made your way out the doors.

“yeah I will babe, I love you” you said as you smiled at your cousin walking to the car and ending your phone call with Derek.

“Y/n!!” your cousin, Molly, squealed, engulfing you in a hug.

“it’s so good to see you Molls” you spoke.

You and Molly were exceptionally close. She was your best friend. Growing up, your parents lived next to one another, and you and Molly practically lived at one anothers house.

“it’s been way to long” she spoke, getting in the car, you following her suit, greeting Chad.

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Your cousin’s baby shower went great, and you were so glad to have a weekend to see her, although tonight was the night of the concert, and Jack had texted you to come early so he could hang out with you, so here you were, leaving her house at 1 to get there around 1:30, on the phone with Jack the whole way.

“there’s my favorite girl” Jack teased as he saw you walking towards the bus, Jack having told security that he was expecting you.

“hey” you smiled, running and giving him a hug.

“someone missed me” he joked.

“well yeah, I haven’t seen my best friend in what now? 3 months?” you spoke, following Jack onto the bus.

“sorry, but I’ve been on tour. You know you easily coulda came out whenever.” Jack spoke as the two of you sat down on the couch on the bus.

“Yeah I know. I’m sorry, just Derek’s getting ready for his tour too and I’ve been trying to spend as much time with him as I can” you said, waving as JJ walked through on snapchat.

Jack just rolled his eyes at the mention of Derek, and you tried to ignore it, as it was something you were used to when mentioning one boy around the other.

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You were currently backstage, facetiming Derek before the show started. The boys were currently meeting fans, so you were just hanging out.

“how’s my girl?” he smiled.

“good, I just miss you” you pouted.

“I miss you too baby. But you’ll be home in a day.”

“I know. I can’t wait.”

“tired of Jack already?” Derek smirked.

“babe” you rolled your eyes before switching subjects and talking to him until the boys came back.

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The Jacks were coming home, finishing off their tour, so everyone decided to get together at Nate’s, especially since Derek and Sammy were getting ready to go on tour as well. This would be one of the few times we could all be together.

You were in the middle of fixing your hair when Derek walked up behind you and slipped his hands onto your waist.

“mmmm baby” Derek muttered in your ear.

“not now D” you managed as his lips made their way to your neck, “we can do this later, I just wanna see the boys”

“you’re killing me babe” Derek groaned.

“I’m sorry baby, but” you spoke, turning and looking at him with lustful eyes “if we go now I’ll do that one thing with my mouth that you like”

Derek’s eyes lit up and he practically dragged you down the stairs and out to the car.

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Derek drove around the block at least 3 times so he could finish, loving the way your mouth wrapped around him, and that one thing you did with your tongue that had him ready to stop on the side of the road and wreck you on the hood of the car.

You wiped the corner of your mouth and smiled at Derek who just stared at you in awe.

“damn baby, how did I get so fucking lucky”

You just smiled before reaching for the door handle and saying “you just better be sure to return the favor later” and then exiting the car, Derek immediately by your side as you two walked towards Nate’s, letting yourself in where a party was already in full swing.

You had been here for some time, Derek off with Sammy smoking. Normally you would have joined, but decided to stick to alcohol tonight. You were talking to Alissa, one of your friends you’ve met through everyone, when an arm was slung over your shoulder.

You smiled when you saw it was Jack, who managed to peel you away from Alissa, and outside.

“what are we doing out here Jack” you laughed as he pulled you towards the pool, rolling his pants up and dipping his feet in, waiting for you to do the same. Following suit you plopped down next to him.

“I just wanted to talk, away from everyone else.”

“well what did you wanna talk about?” you asked, concerned because you knew Jack very well and could tell something was heavy on his mind.

“just...Madison.”

“well. what about her?”

“I don’t even know. I just kinda miss her.” he shrugged, swinging his feet around in the pool, clearly deep in thought.

“that’s understandable. But Jack, you loved her. She was the first person I’ve ever seen you love really. It’s hard to just get over that. Yeah things might have been hard or whatever, but it’s hard. I get it.”

“yeah. It just kinda sucks sometimes.” he muttered resting his head on your shoulder.

You two sat there like that for a while, starring out into the pool in silence, the thumping from the house making it’s way outside.

“yo what the fuck” you heard behind you, causing you and Jack to turn and see Derek standing there.

“hey babe.” you smiled, Jack remaining silent.

“what’s going on here?” Derek spoke.

“nothing D, just talking” you replied, pulling your feet out of the pool and going to stand, Jack following your actions.

You walked up and pecked Derek’s cheek, but his eyes were on Jack the whole time, who was also glaring at D.

“whatchu looking at?” Derek asked, wrapping his arm around your waist and pulling you into his side.

“nothing.” Jack spoke, a scoff in his voice.

“D, can you not” you asked from beside him.

“I just wanna know what the fuck he’s looking at.” Derek spoke, his eyes never leaving Jack’s.

“so you’re just gonna ignore your girlfriend and try to start something?” Jack spoke.

Soon they were yelling at one another back and forth, Jack telling Derek he was a shitty boyfriend and Derek accusing Jack of wanting you, which in return had Jack talking about how much better he would be for you, and then Derek freaking out about that.

“YOU’RE JUST MAD SHE AIN’T WANT YOU BRO” Derek yelled as him and Jack were extremely close. You honestly were surprised one of them hadn’t thrown a punch.

“YOU’RE JUST MAD I’M BETTER THAN YOU AND EVERYONE KNOWS IT” Jack countered.

Finally having enough, you stepped between the two of them, pushing them apart.

“THAT’S ENOUGH” you yelled, causing Derek and Jack to both stare at you. They’ve never seen you like you were currently.

You were livid. You have had enough of them constantly going at one another, and constantly dogging on one another. You loved them both.

you looked back and forth between the two of them before talking.

“I am so fucking sick of your shit”

“you know I don’t like how close you two are.” Derek spoke. And he was right. You did know. Derek had expressed his concerns to you multiple times, and you reassured him he had nothing to worry about.

“Derek grow up! You know I love you, but stop acting like a damn child. Jack is my best friend. He has been for years, and you know that.” you looked at Derek, only to have Jack make some sort of noise behind you causing you to whip your head around to look at him.

“and you!” you started. “you know how much I love Derek. Not once have I told you one bad thing about him. Not once have I said he’s treated me poorly or cheated on me or anything, so stop telling me he’s this bad guy because he’s not. He treats me better than I’ve ever dreamed of. Both of you need to grow the fuck up and get over yourselves. And until you guys figure out your shit don’t bother me. Jack don’t text me, don’t call me, nothing, and D? you can sleep on the couch.” you spoke, leaving to head inside.

“wait babe, where you going?” Derek called out, only for you to turn around once more.

“home”

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It had been two days. Jack has been blowing your phone up, and Derek has literally been following you around the house trying to get you to talk to him. The only response he got from you was “have you and Jack gotten over yourselves yet?” and when Derek didn’t answer immediately you were back to giving him the cold shoulder.

You felt bad, but having your best friend and boyfriend at war with one another was mentally exhausting for you. It had been like this for at least a year and a half, and you had finally had enough.

You were home for the day cleaning around the house, Derek had been at the studio all day, he’s been spending a lot of time there the last few days. Honestly, you couldn’t blame him though.

You were upstairs cleaning the bathroom when you heard the door downstairs open and close, and Derek calling out asking where you were.

“bathroom” you yelled back.

“can you come down here please?”

You considered it while you finished scrubbing the toilet.

“Please! I know your mad at me but please just come down here”

You finished your scrubbing and headed down the stairs. Reaching the bottom of the steps you turned to look at the door and you were shocked to see Derek alongside Jack.

“we uh, we wanted to talk to you” Derek spoke.

“o-okay” you stuttered, following behind them as they walked towards the kitchen. You stood across from where they sat at the breakfast bar.

“I don’t know where to even begin.” Derek spoke, looking at you.

“I’m so sorry babe. I can’t express how sorry I truly am. It was so dumb and childish to act how I was.” he continued.

“and I’m sorry too.” Jack cut in. “you’re my best friend and I just want what’s best for you, and I’m sorry I couldn’t see that Derek was it for you.”

“and I’m so so sorry that I freaked anytime you were with Jack or spoke about him. I hate to admit it but I was just jealous. Jack’s a good dude, and I was just afraid he would take you away from me. And I can’t lose you.”

“and I’d hate to admit it, but I was jealous too. You and Derek had, or have such a good relationship, and I saw how happy you two were together, and you know mads and I were so rocky. And I guess anytime I was in a bad mood I took it out on Derek.”

“regardless of it all, there was no reason for either of us to act the way we did. You’re just such an important person in both of our lives.” Derek spoke.

“You guys are so important to me, and it was just so exhausting to me to have the two people I care the most about hate one another.” you sighed.

“so do you forgive us?” Jack asked.

“you guys are such idiots” you let out a little laugh, walking around to hug them “but I love you guys.”

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so this was long. wtf. also sorry it kinda sucks. pls bear with me. It’s been a while and I’m so so so so soooooorrrrryyy i’ve been such shit at posting. please don’t hate me. also. feel free to send in requests. I need ideas to write.

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kyoongist · 7 years ago

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that-fandom-tho · 7 years ago

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Location-Khalid (Jack Gilinsky)

He’s scaring me. What could possibly be wrong? So wrong that he needed me? I mean, we’ve only even met up a couple of times, we mainly text and FaceTime each other since he's been on tour for a few months. But god I'd be lying if I didn't say he was the person I felt most vulnerable for. I'd be lying again if I said I didn't warm from the inside out every time he subtweeted me. And that's such a millennial thing to say but it's so true.

I feel like I know so much about him and that’s it. We’ve had countless deep conversation and he knows more about me than just about everyone in LA, but we rarely hang out. And I know it’s a sensitive subject because of his fans but I just want to spend more time with him. I want to know he feels something for me, that he wants me.

There was a knock on my door soon after I got home. As soon as I open it he barges in. He’s a little breathless and I look at him concerned.

��What happened? Is everything oka-“ I’m cut off by his lips on mine.

His hands are everywhere, constantly switching from holding me at my waist to resting on my neck to cupping my cheek to running up and down my sides. I can barely keep up.

I rest my hands softly on his neck and it seems to ground him. He pulls me to him, until we’re body to body, pressed as close as possible.

I pull away first, looking at him. “What made you do that?”

He keeps a hand tangled in my hair as he smiles down at me. “I’m tired of the damn subtweets, and just talking. I’m falling for you, Y/N. I want us to just be, you know?” I nodded. “I want to just ride the wave out to wherever it takes us. This is me, opening myself to you. Please don’t break me.”

I can see the vulnerability in his eyes. “I’d never,” I said, resting my head on his shoulder.

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A/N:

Thanks for reading, hope you like it. Sorry this took, so long, it took me a minute to set aside my pride and anger at G to do this. It’s a little short but I’m happy with it, hope the requester is too. And for the record, I’m still mad at him, even though JJ exposed Madison, but that doesn't mean I should ignore requests. Next is another Shawn imagine, probably a couple, then a Derek and a Hayes one soon. I go back to school soon, in like 2 weeks, so we’ll see what happens then, but for now I’m gonna try to push out as much writing as possible.

Peace, that-fandom-tho.

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let-the-music-take-c0ntrol · 7 years ago

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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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ily-kianlawley-blog · 8 years ago

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should’ve been us - Jack Gilinsky Imagine (part 1)

JG: really wish you were here (2.30 a.m.)

I was lying in my queen size bed all by myself reading Jack’s message over and over again. I couldn’t really sleep and it’s not just tonight, my insomnia has been going on and on for days. And as I read neither could he.

Me: miss u too.. (2.34 a.m.)

Jack and I have been best friends for about a year and a half now. It all started when I met my best friend’s boyfriend. My best friend Leah started dating Jack J and one night she invited me to go to Justin Bieber’s concert wtih them. At first I wasn’t up for it since I didn’t want to be third wheeling through the night, but then she said he’d be taking his best friend with him so I wouldn’t be alone. I didn’t like that idea too much neither, but I was like ‘oh what the hell’ , I didn’t want to be all by myself in my apartment either.

And that’s where Jack and I first met. At Justin Bieber’s concert.

We pretty much clicked right away.

Through the night Leah and JJ got lost in the crowd somewhere leaving Jack and I alone. The show was about to end and then Jack asked me if I wanted to go for a walk with him since JJ and Leah were nowhere to be found.

He wanted me to talk about myself cause he wanted to ‘get to know me better’ and I liked the idea of getting to know him a little bit better. He seemed like a very down to earth and cool guy, not to mention how good looking he was (and still is of course).

We waited JJ and Leah by Jack’s car and he stood in front of me making me step back a little so that my back was leaned against the car.

He was telling me how he was so glad to meet me and that he’s definitely wanted to see me again.

His hands were in his pockets and he was looking down at me. His head was lowering to mine and just as our lips was about to meet, we heard JJ and Leah’s voices making Jack curse under his breath and I laughed blushing.

Since that day Jack and I started hanging out and as the time was passing we became best friends. “Nothing more and nothing less than best friends”.

There always has been something more between us. Everyone around us knew and could see that, even Jack and I even though we were ‘denying’ that.

I never fully realized how much I loved him until he started dating his girlfriend, Madison. I found out about them when they were dating for about 2 months. He was hiding it from me ‘for some reason’. He didn’t want to tell me and then one night “Jack didn’t come back home last night” slipped out of Johnson’s mouth. My heart dropped as I looked at Jack trying to hide every emotion because let’s be honest, everyone knew what that meant.

One night Jack went out and got drunk calling me in the middle of the night telling me how he will never be able to forget the look on my face that night I found out about him and Madison.

JJ and Jack have been touring for about 2 months now. Guess who went with Jack.

That’s right..

Just when I locked my phone and put it under my pillow it started ringing. I pulled it out from under the pillow and looked at the screen which was showing Jack’s name.

‘hey Jack’ I said quietly answering the phone.

‘hey’ he said, I could feel him smiling over the phone.

‘what’s up?’

‘just calling to check on you.’ he said and that made me feel warm around my heart. ‘how you’ve been?’

‘umm, fine? I guess?’ I said. ‘and you?’

‘I don’t know, I thought I’d enjoy the tour much more than I actually do.’ he said.

‘why? is something wrong? you seem kinda down’

‘yeah, I’ve been feeling down for a while now.’ he said. ‘I just don’t know I..’ he stopped as he was about to burst in tears and that got me worried.

‘Jack, what’s wrong? are you okay?’ I asked sitting up in my bed.

‘I just have been feeling so lonely, y/n’ he said now making it clear that he was crying.

‘where are you now, Jack? where’s Madison?’ I asked.

‘I’m sitting on some bench near the beach and she’s in the hotel room sleeping, I guess.’ he said.

‘why aren’t you there as well?’ I asked.

‘y/n..could you, could you please come tomorrow?’ he pleaded.

‘come where Jack? to Portland?’ I asked.

‘please, I need you so damn much, y/n’

‘Jack, I don’t think that’s going to happen..’

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luhslilbitch-blog · 7 years ago

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you get drunk at a party and hook up w Sammy (both of you have crushes on eachother but too shy to do anything about it) SMUTTTTT please

I really like this idea, I’ll start working on it shortly; it should be up in at least two days. Thank you so much for requesting bby!❤️💞

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munsonthings86 · 8 years ago

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I Heard You Were Quite the Party Animal- A Derek/Sammy Imagine

Warnings: Like one curse word.(I think) and I didn’t proofread sooo there’s that.

“Sammy, quit it, I have finals tomorrow,” I breathed out. For the past five minutes, Sammy has been ticking the daylights out of me, distracting me from studying.

“No, never! You can study later,” Sammy laughed out. “Sammy if I fail my finals, your punishment will be much worse than tickles,” I said, and with that Sammy removed his arms from around me and let me continue studying.

He sat down on my bed facing me and just stared into space. “Shouldn’t you be studying too? We have the same classes tomorrow,” I said turning around facing my textbooks. “Nah, I’m gonna go get ready, there’s a party later tonight,” he responded, pulling out his phone. “At 10:00,” he finished.

“Umm..you mean ending at 10?” he looks up at me. “Because we have finals tomorrow Sammy, this isn’t some regular little quiz.”

“What’s up with you lately? You used to never turn down a party," Sammy says confused.

"Exactly, used to, I don't do night-before-test parties anymore. And even if I don't go to as much parties anymore, why is that a problem?," I asked slightly irritated, putting down my highlighter.

I mean, he's making me feel like the only reason he started dating me was because I was such a party girl when I first got here in college.

"Why are you getting mad? I never said it was a problem," he interjects. "Although, you've changed since we first went out," he whispers more to himself.

"See?! There you go again talking about how I've 'changed'. Excuse me for being more concerned about school, Samuel," I say raising my voice and turning around in my chair.

"Look, I just thought you were more of a party girl. I meant no harm when I said, what I said earlier," he said trying to calm me down.

He failed.

"SO WHAT? YOU ONLY DATED ME BECAUSE I WAS SOME KIND OF A PARTY ANIMAL?," I yelled. How dare he make me feel like nothing but a clubber.

"You said it, not me," Sammy says leaning back onto my bed. Is he serious? Oh my God, I hate him.

I tapped his leg that was draped over the edge of my bed. “Get out. Now. I have to study and if you want to get expelled for cheating tomorrow, be my guest. I don’t care anymore. Goodbye, there’s the door,” I say hovering over him. “Y/N. Are you serious,” he asks sitting up.

“No, Samuel. I’m joking,” I say with a straight face. And I mean a straight face, like, straighter than a ruler. “GO! You’re wasting my time,” I repeat a little louder, snapping my fingers.

He finally gets the message and gets up off my bed. He turns around before opening the door, probably expecting me to find out that I’m “overreacting”.

“Whatcha waiting for?”.

“I’ll call you later,” he asks more than stating. “Whatever,” I respond.

I close the door behind him and mumble,”Asshole.” At this point, I’m too upset to focus on studying. I decide on facetiming my best friend, Derek, to kind of take my mind off of things.

When it finally connects, a smile immediately plasters across my face. His hair is tussled everywhere, eyes a bit red but I still recognized him perfectly.

“Hey, girlll,” he dragged out. “Hey, Luh,” I smiled. “How’s college,” he asked. “It’s okay, I just wished you were here,” I sighed. “Oh, speaking of college and me not being there, I heard you were quite the party animal during the first semester,” Derek says raising his eyebrows.

“Geez, Derek. How did you hear that? i literally just got into a fight with Sammy about that, then I facetimed you to get my mind off of it, and here you go talking about it,” I breathed out, defeated.

“Okay, well let’s just talk about how stupid Sammy is for arguing with you,” he smiled, hopeful. “That could work,” I laughed.

A/N: Thank you guys so much for reading! I hope you enjoyed reading it. This was requested by heartattackfandom. I love you guys and I’ll talk to you later!

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maloleysweekender22 · 8 years ago

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Actions Speak Louder Than Words//(N.M)

*Y/N's POV* The T.V is in the background and the volume is low. Cars zoom by the house and people running to safety. The rain was small sprinkles, but in 5 minutes it turn to a full down pour. I have a nice wine colored dress on with black heels. He is late again. He promised he would make it to my family dinner. I had to cancel and tell them I had gotten sick and Nate also was sick. I hear the door knob twisting and turning, keys jiggling on the other side. Nate stumbles into the house with his hair a mess, shirt unbuttoned, jean zipper down. Worst of all he has lipstick on the collar of his shirt, hickies on his neck, and scratches along his chest. Another day with him coming home like this. My heart breaks, mind on the edge, and feelings are all numb now. "Where have you been?" I ask standing up. "Sorry Ma got caught up with the boys. Until the last minute that I remembered about your family's dinner" Nate explains his eyes wandering over my body. He lick his lips and starts walking over to me. "STOP ! DONT YOU DARE COME TOWARDS ME" I yell at him as he stops walking hurt wafting in his eyes. "Wh—?" He is interrupted by my loud sobs. "I can't believe you would do this again Nate! I forgave so many times, but I don't know how much more my heart can take." I tell him my voice is low avoiding looking in his. Every time this happened I got lost in his eyes and stupidly forgave him. "Y/N, baby I'm so sorry" he says tearing up a little. "NO YOU ARE NOT IF YOU WERE WE WOULDN'T BE IN THIS SAME EXACT POSITION WE WERE AT MONTHS AGO!" I yell taking off my heels. "I AM! I KEEP HURTING YOU LIKE THIS! I LOVE YOU ONLY YOU" he yells back causing my anger to rise. "You don't dare yell at me for your idiotic mistake. Saying I love you won't always help Nate! There is only so much 'I love you's' and 'I'm sorry' can do. I had it up to here with you! I can't keep waiting on my cheating bastard of a boyfriend to come home after a one night stand" I tell him as I pick up my keys. "Please don't do this" Nate says grabbing my wrist as I twist the knob. "I will Nate, I can't stay here knowing I'm not enough for you. That you go out to release all your sexual needs when I can help you!" I open the door, but it is quickly slammed closed Nate breathing heavily behind me. "You are always enough!" He tells me hugging me close to his warmth. I used to feel sparks when he touched me, but that died a long time ago as my heart broke. "Nate stop! I can't be with you and if you realize until now how good enough I am, than you are a sick person." "This is a wake up call for me." He tells me his head in the crook of my neck. "A wake up call is right! This wake up call will show you not to take a girl for granted. I'm sorry Nate, but we are done" I say pulling out of his grasp and opening the door again. Nate turns me around and smashes his lips to mine. I don't react, I stay still as tears fall down his face. "I'm losing you" he says pulling away. "No, Nate you lost me months ago. You were just to busy with someone else to even notice" I move away and start walking towards my car. I turn it on and see Nate on the steps of the porch. He's crouched down head in his hands tears cascading down his face I was prepared and packed all my things earlier today and they all sit in the back of the car. I would be lying if this didn't break my heart, but how can you break something further when it shattered beyond repair? Nate Maloley broke me something he said he would never do. 3 fucking years down the drain with him. It will take someone who is determined to repair me once again.

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let-the-bands-take-c0ntrol · 8 years ago

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Instructor Maloley

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

You knew it was wrong to get involved with a college professor, but there was something about Instructor Maloley that made you weak at the knees. You weren’t even sure if you should call him an professor. Just from the way he taught, how he dressed, and acted you knew Instructor Maloley wasn’t really meant for teaching. He should have been doing something much more than teaching Music 101 to college students. Instructor Maloley was young and most of all he was hot.

It started off with flirty glances and lip biting. You had noticed about halfway through the course that he was flirting with you. At first you took nothing of it, thinking his extra help sessions and friendly attitude was just him teaching you. Now you were positive there was more to it than that. “Please call me Nate,” he had said the last time you two met during one of his office hours. You could feel butterflies bubble up at his words. This of course wasn’t unusual. Usually the professors that were graduate students wanted their students to call them by their first name. Yet for some reason Instructor Maloley requesting that you call him Nate felt more intimate.

“Want to get a drink with me?” Nate asked, “We could go over what topic you want to talk about for the paper.” He had quickly added the last part, licking his lips and giving you a smile. The room was deserted from students, leaving only the two of you. Your mouth parted in surprise and somehow you found yourself nodding.

“Yeah sounds like fun,” you agreed, pulling your bag up on your shoulder. “Just helping out on my paper right.” you said. The sentence was more for yourself than anything, not wanting to think of actually hooking up with your instructor. Though the thought was hot. Your eyes already scanning over the tattoos that were peeking out from the open buttons of his shirt. “I’ll catch up with you later then,” you smiled, backing your way out the classroom. You couldn’t help but to feel giddy. It was hard to concentrate on your last class when all you could think about was grabbing a drink with Nate. Your daydreams getting in the way until it was time to leave. You had rushed back home after class to freshen up and wait for Nate to message where the two of you were meeting. Grabbing a drink with your instructor was going to be harmless, professional really.

It seemed somewhat natural for you to just talk to Nate. Not once did you feel nervous nor did the two of you discuss the paper you were working on. Nate was sweet and very charming. It was a bit weird seeing him in a non-classroom setting. His hair being down instead of its usual bun, outfit changed to something more laid back. He had more tattoos than you imagined, arms inked and looking muscly. You tried your best not to stare at his arms, the tension in the room becoming hot as you two continued to talk. “So you rap?” you said in astonishment, not expecting him to say that’s what he did in his spare time.

“Yeah I have about three albums out,” Nate told you.

“Three!?! Wow h-how is it that you got stuck teaching music if you make it?” you asked, now interested in his life story. You had always wanted to ask Nate why he taught. Though he was an awesome person, teaching wasn’t something Nate was great at; it was clear to you that he could use his talents somewhere else.

“I just want to help other people create music. Help them learn how to study it and reach their goals,” he answered. You nodded in understanding, grabbing the drink that was in front of you and taking a sip. “What made you major in music?” he questioned, subtly moving closer to you. Somehow you found yourself moving over to him as well. The two of you now sitting side by side and shoulders pressing together. Nate bumped his shoulder against yours, raising his eyebrow in question.

“I love music,” you told him. You noticed his eyes flicker down to your lips then back up to look you in the eye. You couldn’t deny that you had some type of sexual tension for Nate the minute he stepped foot in class. In fact you had mistaken him for a student on the first day of class and might have even flirted with him. The minute you found out that he was actually the instructor you were of course embarrassed. “I enjoy making it and the reactions I get from those who listen to my music is amazing,” you finished in a whispered voice. With Nate being this close it was hard for you to concentrate. You weren’t sure who was the one to kiss the other first. The two of you getting caught up in one another. Adrenaline ran through you as the kiss turned into something more and before you knew it the two of you were at his place.

Student and teacher relationships were not condoned. It was highly frowned upon and not to mention Nate could get fired and you could possibly be expelled. With all of this in mind you and Nate had kept what the two of you were doing private. Having sex with Nate felt different than all the other times you had sex. Maybe it was the riskiness, or the fact Nate seemed to have found all your weak spots in such a short period of knowing each other physically, but he made you feel good and loved.

You were sat atop of Nate’s desk, hands lacing into his hair as the two of you began to make out. Your breath caught in your throat as his lips trailed down your neck. Nate nibbled at your sweet spot and you could feel the wetness between your legs grow. “Fuck me on this desk please,” you whimpered, attempting to unbutton his shirt. It had been a fantasy of yours to have him take you right on his desk. Nate was already your instructor, which turned you on even more, so being fucked on his desk was hotter.

“We’re on school grounds, I mean kissing you right now puts us at risk of being caught,” he said, letting out a groan when you grabbed his clothed cock. You pouted at his words, hand sliding into his pants and lips sucking at the skin below his earlobe. His body weakened for a second, face nuzzling into your neck as you began to rub his cock.

“Make an exception please,” you whined, “Just this once, Instructor Maloley.” You whispered the last part, a smirk making its way onto your lips when he moaned. Being called that by you turned Nate on immensely. It was like you were submissive to him, but even now the two of you could tell who was in charge.

“Fuck is the door locked?” Nate asked, reluctantly pulling away from you so he could lock the door. “You have to be really quiet though,” he said in panted breaths, pulling you into a passionate kiss. “That’s your assignment got it,” he mumbled against your lips.

“Yes Instructor Maloley,” you moaned. Nate groaned at your words before spreading your legs apart and slipping his hand under your skirt. You tensed in your spot when he ran his fingers over you throbbing clit. It had swelled and made you a bit sensitive to touch. It took him about five seconds to get you undressed. Your lips were swollen from his harsh kisses and your mind was no longer on the class you were suppose to be attending. Nate pecked your lips once before working his way down your body. You softly moaned as he took your left nibble into his mouth and tugged at it. Your breathing had became ragged, sweat starting to line your skin as he inched closer to where you needed him most.

“You’re so wet,” Nate whispered, running a finger between your folds. He slowly rubbed at your clit, eliciting moans from you. He sunk down to his knees and spread your legs apart even more. Nate wanted to tease you, but knew if you two didn’t get through this quick then someone might walk in on you. The action was quick, his tongue feeling warm against your core. You gripped at the edge of his desk, thighs beginning to shake as he continued to eat you out. “Oh yes Nate,” you whimpered, legs wrapping around his head to draw him in closer. He began to nibble at your clit and you had to cover your mouth to stop the moans from slipping out. These walls in the classroom were always thin and you couldn’t risk being caught because of your loud mouth.

“I’m so fucking hard for you,” Nate huffed, the air fanning over your clit. Your eyes fluttered closed in bliss as he continued to eat you out. Tongue darting out to play with your clit and occasionally sliding inside of you. You were so worked up, chest rising at a fast pace as you felt your release approaching. Nate pulled away making you whine in frustration. “I’ve got a meeting to go to,” he said, leaning down to peck at your lips. You frowned out words and before he could pull away you grabbed his wrist.

“No you don’t,” you growled, yanking him closer to you. Nate laughed at this action, lust filled eyes glancing over your naked body. “Besides none of those teachers can fix your boner like I can,” you whispered, starting to pull down his pants. Nate licked his lips, eyes closing shut as you pulled down his boxers to release his cock. “Hmm? I don’t think any of them will give you head and please you like I do,” you whispered. Nate’s mouth opened wide as he felt your lips on his cock. You slowly sucked on his tip, tongue rolling over the head and spreading the precum around. The two of you had chemistry like no other, able to make each other crazy with just a single touch. You wondered why it took so long for him to show up in your life. You hollowed your cheeks and took him halfway down your throat. Nate let out a loud moan, mouth clamping shut and looking at the door in fear. You were going to make him late, but he didn’t care. Being in your mouth was heaven, but where he liked being the most was inside of you. Nate’s teeth sunk into his bottom lip when you began to play with his balls. God he wanted you bad. Whimpers being caught in his throat as you kept up the action. “As much as I’d love to cum in your mouth, being inside of you is what I really want,” he told you.

You felt warm being wrapped around his cock. Core already clenching around him as he pushed all the way in. You let out a strangled moan, fingers gripping at his shirt. It always felt new when Nate was inside of you. His body molding into yours as he pulled you in closer. Your ass hung off the end of his desk and Nate began a steady rhythm. You were seeing stars and your black colored flats fell from your feet as your toes curled. Nate was fucking you good, the sound of the desk scraping against the floor echoed around the room. Both of your breaths were shallow. Soft kisses being placed to your lips as he worked into you. “Talk to me baby,” Nate whispered in your ear. He sucked at your sweet spot and picked up the pace.

“Right there, Instructor Maloley,” you gasped against his lips. Nate moaned into the crook of your neck. He loved when you called him that, one hand grabbing your thigh and lifting it higher up. You whimpered in pleasure still dirty talking to him. “You fuck me so good you know that?” you asked, “No one else can fuck me like you do.” Nate gave a particularly sharp thrust and you felt the head of his cock brush over your g-spot. It was enough to make your words cut short. The air from your lungs being ripped out of you as he repeated the action. It took all of your strength to not moan out his name. Fingers pulling at his hair and humming out in pleasure. “Keep doing that,” you muttered, beginning to rock back and forth to match his pace. Nate crashed his lips against yours, tongue darting into your mouth and moaning. He was so close to his release and if you kept clenching like you were doing Nate wasn’t going to last very long.

“I’m nearly there,” he told you, reaching down to rub at your clit. This made you jump in your spot, and you could feel the pleasure intensify. The feeling started at your fingertips and toes, a tingle making your skin feel hot. You softly chanted his name, thighs beginning to shake as your orgasm overcame you. “Yeah right there! Come for me princess,” Nate whispered, still rubbing your clit at a fast pace. You whined in pleasure, head falling back between your shoulders as Nate rode out your high. His thrusts became sloppy and as you continued to clench around him Nate was releasing into you. He pulled you into a feverish kiss to silence his moans, hips rocking into yours to milk the release. After a few minutes Nate’s thrusts slowed to a stop until he was just rested inside of you. Your head rested against his shoulder while you caught your breath. Eyes becoming droopy as exhaustion took over you. “Will you go on a date with me tonight?” he asked, making you smile.

“Only you would ask such a question like after making me cum that hard,” you laughed. Nate laughed at your comment too, finally pulling out of you and making you feel empty at the loss. The two of you were still in the dating phase, but you knew that what you had with him wasn’t just some phase. It would be an understatement for Nate to say he just liked you. Hell he felt more than that and even though the two of you jumped into having sex fast, Nate still wanted to take things slow with you.

“Me, you, dinner, and then mini-golfing,” he said, handing over your shirt and kissing your forehead.

“Sounds like a plan,” you smiled, hopping off his desk, so that you could get dressed. “You might want to hurry to your meeting now,” you reminded Nate, glancing at the time on your phone. Nate cursed under his breath, quickly pulling up his pants and grabbing his stuff.

“I’ll call you later okay,” he said, sending a peck to your lips and rushing out the door. You bit onto your bottom lip to hold in your grin. There was only just a month and two weeks left in this course and once it was over you and Nate could date without worry.

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white-omaha-boys · 8 years ago

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Just in Case- Jack Gilinsky Imagine

A/N: I’ve recently been obsessed with Conor Maynard so I decided to write an imagine based on his song Just in Case. Click here to listen to it: (x) I suggest you do so cause it’s amazing and so is he.

“Jack, shoot the ball!” Johnson yelled from across the beer pong table.

The guys were having another party and Jack was more than drunk but he continued to drink. You’ve been friends with the guys for a couple of years now and you don’t understand how you went so long without them in your life. However, throughout the first year of knowing them, Jack took a romantic interest in you and you couldn’t help but return the feelings. The two of you began to date and even though you were worried it would change the atmosphere, it never did. Unfortunately, the two of you didn’t work out. Jack never appreciated you and took advantage of your trust and you put up with it for a while but eventually you knew you had to let him go.

You were now in a relationship with someone new and he really respected you. The boys approved and knew how much you cared about him so you were comfortable bringing him to hangout with all of you.

As the night went on, Jack drank more and more and soon disappeared from the party. You decided to look for him since you knew how much he had to drink and were worried he might get himself into trouble.

“What are you doing out here?” You asked, once you saw Jack sitting on the curb.

“Just needed air.” He said, emotionless.

“Are you okay?”

“Yeah.”

The conversation died but you decided to stay with him. Although he treated you like crap during your relationship, you still cared about him and would die if something were to happen to him.

“Does he treat you right?” He asked, after moments of silence.

“Yeah, he does.” You said, a smile forming on your face.

“I’ve been meaning to apologize for everything I put you through. I know I said it in the moment but I also know you didn’t believe it. (y/n), I cared about you so much but being in a serious relationship was scaring the crap out of me. So I pushed you away and I know I shouldn’t have but I did...and I’m sorry about that. I regret it every single day of my life.”

You stayed silent. You didn’t really know how to respond or if you even should. You’ve wanted to hear a real apology for so long and you honestly didn’t think you ever would.

“I know he makes you smile and appreciates you, but if he ever treats you the way I did and doesn’t understand what he’s done, promise me you won’t put up with it for as long as you did with me. If he ever does anything to hurt you, know that you deserve more. I don’t want to get involved or anything but remember that I’m here; no matter what.”

You continued to stay silent and still had trouble figuring out what to say. Before you knew it, Jack headed back inside and you were left to think about the conversation. Would Jack be there in a friend-way or a romantic-way? You didn’t understand what he meant by it and the fact that you wouldn’t know would drive you crazy.

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mamiiluh · 6 years ago

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24k magic w/ dluh...🥂🍾

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itsluhsbitch · 7 years ago

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promise me

You were so blatantly starring at him, but you didn’t even care. You couldn’t really help it. You were so memorized by him. Not just his looks, just him as a being.

You had been with John for 3 years now, and you still found something new about him every single day that made you fall in love with him even more. And it wasn’t even grand gestures, or something like that. It could be something as simple as how he held the door open for the old lady at the market, or how he would turn the radio down slightly just to hear you lowly sing along (which took you a while to notice he was doing that, and you got super embarrassed the first time you realized he did that) or something as simple as making coffee in the morning for you, even though he hated it. He just managed to amaze you every single day.

“babe, you know you’re starring at me again” he chuckled from the drivers seat, giving your hand a light squeeze.

“I’m sorry” you blushed, turning to look out the window to hide it.

“you’re cute” he let out another little chuckle as he glanced at you sideways before turning his attention back to the road.

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The two of you made it back to his shared place within 15 minutes. His roommates were gone for the weekend, so you were just gonna stay there for the weekend with him.

The two of you walked up the pathway, your bag thrown over your shoulders as you carried in a few extra bags of groceries from the market you two had went to after he picked you up from yours.

Once inside, John took the bags from you and took them into the kitchen while you took your bag up to his room. While setting your bag down on the bed you looked at the bedside table and smiled when you saw the picture he had of the two of you framed, picking it up.

You remembered the night this was from. It was from the night when you and John stayed together for the first time in your relationship, and you two stayed up half the night just talking, and he confessed, for the first time ever, that he was falling in love and how happy he was that it was with you.

You set the picture back down and turned to head back downstairs and into the kitchen with John. Upon walking up you heard John on the phone, peeking around the corner you saw that he was on facetime with his parents. You couldn’t fight the smile as you stood there and just watched him.

“when are you coming back home?” his mom asked.

“hopefully soon, closer to Christmas, I just gotta check with (y/n) first.”

you were about to interject, because you didn’t have a problem with John going to see his family. You certainly didn’t want to keep him from them. You loved his family. You’d met them twice, and both times were so pleasant.

“see if she wants to come for the week maybe” he finished, causing you to bite your tongue.

“yes! she’s such a lovely girl John! It would be so great to see her for the holiday.” his mom went on.

“yeah. I don’t know how I got so lucky” he continued, causing your heart to flutter.

“you two are lucky to have been blessed with one another. I’m happy you two are so happy together baby” his mom went on.

“Yeah, well I should probably get going. Go see what she’s up to and all” he let out a small chuckle. “I love you, I’ll talk to you tomorrow” he finished

“bye sweetie, and tell (y/n) I said hello as well. Love you too” she ended the call.

You smiled, walking into the kitchen and wrapping your arms around John from behind him, and kissed his shoulder, since he was to tall for you to reach his cheek.

“I’m so lucky to have you” you muttered.

“you were listening weren’t you” he chuckled, turning around to face you now.

“maybe” you smiled innocently, a slight blush coming to your cheeks.

“you’re lucky you’re cute” he joked, hands on your hips.

“yeah yeah” you rolled your eyes playfully, “so what’s for dinner?” you asked.

“whatever you want babygirl. We could order your favorite pizza, or make your favorite food” he spoke smoothly.

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“pizza was a great idea” you spoke after just taking a bite, so it came out a bit more muffled.

“you know it’s rude to talk with your mouth full princess” John teased you, causing you to roll your eyes at him.

“don’t roll your eyes at me (y/n)”

“sorry, it’s just a reflex I suppose” you teased.

“yeah yeah” he smiled at you on the other end of the couch.

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You were in the process of brushing your teeth when John walked in the bathroom, his hand grazing the small of your back as he walked past you. You smiled and looked at him through the mirror.

“I’m gonna take a shower real quick, but I have netflix up so you can watch whatever while I shower.” he spoke, peeling his shirt off before reaching in and turning the hot water on.

Your eyes trailed down his bare chest, taking in every inch of his skin. Your eyes trailing down to his little happy trail before your eyes stopped at the top of his sweatpants that hung low on his hips.

“(y/n) he laughed, getting you out of your daze

“sorry” you blushed, peeling your eyes away from him.

“don’t be babe.” he smiled. Truth be told, John loved that about you. How you still acted how you did when you two first got together. It made him feel so good about himself, and the glimmer in your eyes when you looked at him made him feel better about himself. Not in a cocky/douchey way, but it helped him feel like he was doing things right. He’d never loved a girl until you came along. And he was nervous as hell to catch feelings for you, scared he’d only fuck it up somehow, and how he didn’t want to destroy something as perfect as you.

“alright, hurry in the shower though, because if you take longer than 10 minutes I’m starting the episode without you” you teased before slipping out of the bathroom and crawling into bed, respectively on ‘your’ side, playing on your phone while you waited for him.

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You smiled at John when he emerged from the bathroom, his hair still wet and a few drops on his chest; grey sweats low on his hips again.

He crawled into bed next to you, lying on his back while you rested your head on his chest and threw an arm over him as the title of your show came on the screen.

Neither of you said anything. It was peaceful. You were absentmindedly tracing random shapes on his chest and he was playing with your hair. You two didn’t need words. You were perfectly content as is. You were on your second episode of your show, and with each passing minute you were getting sleepier and sleepier. John knew that obviously. He had turned the lamp off next to the bed about 10 minutes ago, knowing that when he played with your hair it usually knocked you out within minutes.

You were half asleep, and John had his eyes closed, just listening to your breathing when you muttered something in a sleepy daze that made John’s heart skip a beat; something he thought would never actually happen

“john...promise me” you spoke, sleep coming over you quickly.

“hmm” he hummed, waiting for you to finish.

“promise me...promise me that this is forever” you muttered.

John kissed the top of your head before responding, assuming you had fallen asleep.

“I promise. You and me. forever”

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a/n: so sorry. I feel like that was super short and super shitty. And I know I’ve said it a billion times but imma say it again. I’m trying to get better at posting. I’m sorry I suck at updating. pls don’t hate me.

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kyoongist · 7 years ago

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YOU KNOW YOUVE MADE IT IN LIFE WHEN FRICKING DYLAN MURRAY RESPONDS TO URE COMMETN OMG KMG OMG

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that-fandom-tho · 7 years ago

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Swerve (Jack Johnson)

Can you make a imagine about Sammy, Nate, and Jack G all fighting over Y/N and the guys try to make the other two jealous and you can pick the ending? Sorry for being so specific or if it sounds confusing.

Y/N/N= Your nick name

I walked into the party looking for the one I’d been most excited to see all week. After a quick scan of the crowd it was obvious he wasn’t in the room I’d walked into. I checked my texts over again, only to see nothing from him since this morning when we talked, where he only said the address. I considered calling him, but he wouldn’t be able to hear me anyway, and the house wasn’t that big. I could do a little searching.

I stopped in the kitchen, which was the next room over, where there was also no sign of him. I did decide to grab a drink though. There were buckets and coolers on the floor filled with beer bottles and cans and hard ciders and lemonades. I started digging through, looking for a plain old Sprite. I never could get myself into drinking, even though I’d just turned 21.

As I searched another cooler, a pair of crisp white air forces appeared next to me. As I looked up, I was lead to the tall body connected to them.

“Anything I can help you with?” he asked.

“Yah. Have you seen any Sprites around here?” I replied. I stood, only to come to his shoulder. I quickly took in his features: jawline that could cut steel, beautiful brows, and a smoulder that would have most if not all girls dropping their panties in seconds.

“Uhm, there wouldn’t be any in those, but there should be one..” he turned and opened the fridge. “Right here,” he pulled a can out of the fridge and handed it to me.

I smiled, “Thanks. You live here?”

“Nah, but I’m here a lot, this is my buddy’s place. And what exactly brings you here? I’m Jack by the way, but most call me G or Gilinsky.”

“I’m Y/N,” I told him, “thats just what everyone calls me.” He laughed. “And actually, I was here becau-“

I was cut off by another attractive guy approaching us. “G! There you are, man! And who is this pretty lady with you?” New guy held out his hand and I reached out to shake it, however he changed direction and brought my hand delicately to his mouth, kissing my knuckles and giving me a sexy smirk and wink.

Had I not come here tonight with a purpose and another person in mind I may have been sorely tempted by both of them. As I was about to speak Gilinsky wrapped an arm around my shoulders, pulling me to him.

“This, is the lovely Y/N,” he said. I looked up at him to see him glaring at the other guy.

“Well, it’s nice to meet you Y/N,” he said, still holding my hand. “I’m Sammy. Come hit me up once this dude starts boring you,” he said.

“Not gonna happen,” G said. “I was actually just about to give her a tour.”

“Do you really want him to give you a tour?” Sammy asked. I opened my mouth, not knowing what was going to come out, but I was quickly interrupted. “Fuck it, I’ll come with you guys. Maybe get to know Y/N here a little better,” he added, smiling down at me.

Gilinsky was already at one of my sides with his arm still around me when Sammy takes a place on my other side. G’s arm is suddenly gone from around my shoulders and I look just in time to see that it was Sammy who threw it off.

We start walking towards the next room, which I think is the living room, and I can see the silent communication in their facial expressions as they make eye contact with each other. Are they fighting over me?

“So, um, guys, this-“

“Hey! What is a beautiful woman like you doing with these bums? They dragged you along didn’t they?”

“Nate shut up!” One of the guys says from behind me.

“Yah!” The other agrees.

“See how rude they are?” Who I now know is Nate says. He’s probably the most rugged out of all three, with his man bun and stubble and the dangerous look in his eyes and harsh set of his jaw. “I’m Nate by the way,” he adds.

We go through introductions again and then he grows closer to me and Jack and Sammy argue over something a few feet behind.

Nate leans down, assuringly so that I can hear him better since the speakers are blasting in here. “You know, you look tense, like you could use a blunt. We should go outside. It’s way quieter put there, we can just chill.” We’re already walking into the basement, where there’s less people. I see a path door and assume that’s where he means.

“Hey!” Jack and Sam yell. “What are you doing with Y/N? We saw her first.”

“Yah but she likes me more,” he argues.

They all start arguing, talking over one another. Suddenly I’m in the middle of a pool of testosterone and noise. I walk out of the middle of the three of them and finally see who I’ve been looking for all night. There he is, with his crazy blonde hair and cute glasses.

“Johnson!” I call.

He looks up from his phone, confused. Once he spots me he smiles and runs over. I hug him tightly and he does the same, burying his face in my neck.

“Hey, baby,” he says, lifting his face to give me a quick kiss. “I’ve been texting you.”

“You have? I checked like 15 minutes ago and I had nothing. Then, those guys distracted me,” I nod over to them, where they’ve stopped fighting and now just look confused.

“Well, I was going to introduce you to my friends but I guess you’ve already met them.”

They walk over. “How do you know Y/N?” Sammy asks.

He leaves just one arm wrapped around my waist and kisses my forehead, “This is the girlfriend I’ve been telling you guys about. What did you fools do to her?”

“This is the girlfriend you’ve been talking about?”

“This is Y/N/N? The one you’ve been seeing for 5 months and wouldn’t let us meet?” Gilinsky inquires.

“Yup. I didn’t want you guys scaring her off. If she didn’t already like me you probably would have tonight.”

“Damn, you weren’t kidding when you said she was hot.” Nate added.

“Back off, she’s mine. Find your lonely ass somebody else.”

Nate immediately lifted his hands in surrender. “Alright alright, no need to be so harsh.”

“Well I guess now I gotta apologize for coming on so strong. Sorry, Y/N,” Sam says.

“You came onto my girl?” JJ asked threateningly.

“Oh calm down, it was just mild flirting.” I told I’m as I reached around to hug him. “He didn’t know I was taken. It’s okay Sammy.”

“See? I like her,” Sammy replied, “Thank you Y/N.”

I smiled at him while Jack still just glared. “Whatever, don’t try it again. You ready to go sweetheart? Back to my place?” he asked me. I nodded and he kissed me one last time before holding my hand and leading me out, leaving all three boys behind.

Masterlist

Prompt List - to be updated —— A/N: Thanks for reading, hope you liked it. And thanks to the requester, this was fun to write. I love when people let me pick the end, I always put it in a different direction. Omg it’s been a while y’all. I’m sorry to anyone who requested anything because its literally been 6 months. And boy a lot has happened. I moved, I took the ACT (and did damn good tyvm), I got my license, I got a car, I went out of state by myself for the first time for a week (that was great too), saw and was taught some things through these experiences, and I’ve definitely started to feel more like I have to be an adult than ever before. The amount of questions I’ve been asked about my future is ridiculous. I DON’T FUCKING KNOW AND I PROBABLY WON’T FOR A LONG TIME SO GET OVER IT, is all I want to say to them. But they’re adults, and I kinda need their support so I can’t say that. Anyway, here’s one of the requests. Also, I got 10+ requests for a part 2 to send my love, thanks for all the love I received on that by the way. I really didn’t expect anyone to want a part 2 even though it is, in my opinion one of the best imagines, or pieces in general that I’ve ever written. Anyways I’ve already written and finished that so I’ll probably put it up tomorrow, just to give it some buildup y’know? I put in my best effort so I hope y’all like it. Sorry for the long note, but 6 months leaves you with a lot to say. It’s starting to look like this is a summer hobby type thing, which I don’t want it to be. I love writing these and I want to get back to doing it often. I guess just with my schedule, combined with every ogoc guy (aside from Johnson but thats tbd) having a girlfriend now, writing got a little hard. But I’m stepping up my game. I gotchu.

Peace y’all, that-fandom-tho

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