#one song that i really want to hear from josh would be officially missing you

[basiccortez]

A Song Unknown - prologue

synopsis: Y/N Parker is the perfect girl next door, an aspiring fashionista, music lover, collectors of all things shiny. But what happens when the once happy girl runs back to Michigan, heart broken, scared, and with a baby in her arms, going to the one person she could trust. . . Jake Kiszka. 

warnings: talks about virginity 

March 2014

"Y/N, you ever think about prom?" Josh Kiszka said as he sat down, loudly at the cafeteria table. Y/N set her pb&j sandwich down, ready to be bombarded by the rest of the crew.

"Y/N, go to prom? I think the ice caps would all melt before she did that," Sam said, sitting down next to her and grabbing the sandwich she had set down.

"Oo! Are those cinnamon muffin bites!" Danny said grabbing the baggie full of baked treats, "Tell your mom I love her."

"So Danny's into milfs and Y/N is going to prom, what else did I miss?" Finally, the last missing person, Jake, sat down at the table.

"No, Danny is not into milfs, I was eating that Samuel, and no, I'm not going to prom. I haven't thought about, nor have I been asked." Y/N said pushing the rest of her lunch her mom made and pushed it towards the boys eyeing it.

Y/N Parker was two years younger than the twins and the same class as Danny and Sam. The girl was basically attached at the hip to the younger boys than the twins. Sam was the first who had invited Y/N to hang out when they were 5, and since then the girl never left. Her mother and Karen Kiszka had become best friends, being the best classroom mom's the kids could ask for. 

"That's surprising. I thought Cody Miller would've asked you by now," Josh said with a mouthful of fruit snacks, "You two looked awfully friendly during the read through yesterday."

"I just don't care to go. You will you guys even be there? I don't want to go without back up." Y/N said.

Prom was the big daunting event at the end of the school year. Y/N wasn't looking forward to it, nor was she running from the idea of going. But, she would rather go with the boys, where ever their next concert was at. She was proud of them, the way their music was taking off. She loved sitting in their basement and listening to the pieces coming together. Josh had made Y/N their unofficial, but official photographer and costume designer. Y/N had inherited her moms skill for sewing and stitching, coming up with elaborate costumes for the boys to wear. 

Josh sighed, "We've got a show in Grand Rapids, otherwise, Y/N, I would've asked you to go."

"You don't fit the height requirement Josh," Sam added.

"Suck my ass," Josh said pointing a spoon at him.

"It's okay," Y/N said looking at her hands, "And you're right, Cody did ask me, I told him I would think about it."

"Cody asked you. Cody, Cody Miller?" Jake said, finally adding to the conversation.

"Yeah," Y/N said, feeling the glare of his brown eyes, "Maybe I will go with him."

Jake watched Y/N closely as her and Sam fell into conversation about the newest song was working on. He played her the piano part he was working on, and Jake watched as Y/N's dainty fingers tapped on the table, like she was playing the notes of the song. Y/N had perfect hearing, meaning she could hear things once and execute them perfectly. She had been working on fine tuning her talent, and liked to show off. 

"Close your mouth before you catch flies," Danny whispered to Jake.

"Shut up," Jake said moving his eyes away from the girl.

When the bell rang, Josh made sure to invite Y/N over for a practice session at the Kiszka household. Y/N nodded and replied that she would, trying to hang out with the boys as much as she could before they left for their tour.

"You're not really going to prom with Cody Miller are you?" Jake asked as they walked down the hallway to their next class. 

"Well he asked," Y/N said nervously fiddling with her hands, "Why?"

"It's just. . . Cody's not your type."

"Not my type?" Y/N asked, her glasses moving slightly on her face.

"Ya know, you two are kinda the cliche. He's mister football, D1, and you're. . ."

"The band, drama nerd who sews your costumes on your bodies," Y/N said stopping in the hallway.

"Well, yeah," Jake smiled, but Y/N didn't return the smile, "Y/N/N. . ."

"You think he's out of my league." Y/N said, now feeling uncomfortable, looking down at her outfit. It was a cooler March Day, so she wore black tights underneath her fitted plaid skirt and red turtle neck. Her closet reminded herself of Fran Fine from the Nanny, her style icon. She had straightened her dark curly hair, and it fell around past her shoulders.

"That's not what I meant. It’s just. . . you’re Y/N, our Y/N," Jake said trying to cover it up. Y/N shook her head, trying to blink back the tears, when the sight of the familiar letterman jacket walked down the hall.

"Cody!" Y/N shouted feeling a swarm of confidence in her blood, stepping away from Jake. Jake's eyes went wide watching her walk up to Cody with such courage, something he didn't know she could do. His blood pressure rose watching how effortlessly she chatted with the jock, before kissing his cheek and walking back towards the twin, "He suggested red."

Jake clenched his jaw, as Y/N walked into the classroom, he closed his eyes and inhaled the waft of her perfume and followed behind her. He would never admit it to her face, but he had a crush on her. Jake felt silly admitting it to himself even, if anything she was out of his league. She was smart, beautiful, an amazing musician, and he was just. . . Josh Kiszka's twin.

Y/N squinted at the baby pink jacket that was on Sam’s smooth skin, pinning different fabrics to it, trying to mix and match to find the perfect pattern to sew on to it. Sam, was a horrible model, not being able to stand still and then complaining when he would get poked. Y/N rolled her eyes and told him to stay put, while she checked her phone. 

"Who has you so smiley, Y/NBear," Sam said, using the nickname he gave here when they were 5.

"None of your business, SammySnake," Y/N said looking up at the long haired boy before hitting send and going to set her phone down, which was intercepted by Danny. 

"Hmm. . . Cody with a heart," Danny said and held her phone up while Y/N tried to snatch it back, which resulted in him holding it higher. 

"This is bullying," Y/N said pointing to the two of them. Danny laughed and then Josh grabbed the phone, stepping on the couch behind Danny. 

"Oo!" Josh said, "'I got this yesterday, what do you think?' Well, I think that this dress will have him cumming in his pants."

"Joshua!" Y/N said, grabbing the phone from him and locking it, "Who said that's going to happen." She said turning red. 

"It's prom night, Y/N/N. What do you expect to happen?" Josh said. Y/N shrugged and looked down at her pink painted fingernails, “Oh my god. . . you’re a virgin!” 

Y/N jumped quickly, covering Josh's mouth before he could wake up the whole neighborhood. Embarrassment flooded through her body as Josh giggled. Sam and Danny looked at each other, feeling the second hand embarrassment before going back to their respective instruments, and Jake, was now intrigued by this conversation.

“How have you not?” Josh asked, “You’re hot, a catch,” 

“I don’t know I just. . . want that magical moment, ya know,” Y/N said. 

“You think about it don’t you?” Josh smirked, “What song is playing, what’s the mood, how are the lights?” 

“We are NOT having this conversation,” Y/N said, “And it’s usually Etta James in the background. . .”

“I just can’t believe it, you dated that one kid for like 10 years,” 

“Luke? He was even dorkier than I am,” Y/N said sitting back in her chair. 

"You got that right. What scared you off first, Y/N, the Star Wars sheets or the Pokemon underwear?" Jake said.

"Jacob, you have Star Wars sheets." Sam said. Jake flushed red and mumbled 'I do not' under his breath, "But I agree with Josh. My first time sucked."

"Mandy Collins’ backseat." Danny laughed and Sam groaned.

"I am not built to fit in the backseat of a Honda Civic." Sam added and Y/N shook her head.

"I am all for the first time talk, but I'd rather not. Maybe I'll read all about it when you guys making Rolling Stone." Y/N giggled and stood up to help Sam out of his costume. 

"Is that a bet," Jake said looking at the girl. Y/N bit her lip and nodded, "Fine by me."

The next couple weeks were filled with the boys doing smaller shows in the surrounding states. Y/N couldn’t go because of school and the upcoming musical. But the boys made sure to call Y/N every night before and after the shows giving her small updates on how they went and who ripped what costume. 9 times out of 10 it was Danny ripping one of the sleeves, meaning no more sleeves for the drummer. 

Y/N also filled her time with getting to know Cody. He was a nice kid, with a nice smile who talked too much about football and hoping to play for Notre Dame next year. His lips were soft and his shoulders were broad, and Y/N felt tiny next to his 6′1 frame. Currently Y/N sat on his bed, helping him run over lines for the musical ‘Hairspray’, which he somehow landed the lead role of Link Larkin. Y/N had argued that Josh would be a better Link than Cody, but Josh assured her it was okay. 

"Take a break baby," Cody said, running his hands up and down her body.

"I can't, the musical is soon." Y/N said, turning over so she was on her back, with Cody hovering over her, "You ready to play the best Link Larkin you can be?"

"The internal Ladies man? Of course," Cody smiled and kissed her lips, “How’s that song go, ‘take me home then unwrap me?’”

“I’m glad you remembered one of your songs,” Y/N smiled and Cody attached their lips back together. His hands moved slowly up the black leather mini skirt she wore, his hands feeling hot on her cold skin. 

"Wait," Y/N said pulling back, "Did you get your tux ordered?"

"The khaki one you liked? Yes." He said and kissed her again. Y/N’s hands roamed his chest and over to his arms, as Cody moved from her lips to her neck, sucking lightly.

"What about your shoes?" She said, her voice shaking lightly. 

"Y/N, babe, I got everything. I even ordered the flowers, roses, your favorite." Cody said and Y/N smiled, "Now, let me take your mind off things."

Y/N nodded and kissed him, placing her hands on his chest, feeling his heart beat. Cody nudged her legs apart and laid in between them, placing his hips as close to her body as possible. She gasped at the feeling of him pressing into her. She closed her eyes and let the pleasure of his crotch grinding against her fill her body. It felt foreign and a tad bit strange. Y/N gasped as he slide his hand up her shirt and touched her breast lightly, snapping her out of her pleasure filled daze. 

"Stop, stop." Y/N said, "I want to. . . not tonight. I’m not, I’m not ready,” Cody’s mouth fell open slightly and he sat back away from her, like he was suddenly repulsed. 

"I'm sorry, I thought. . . I'm sorry." Cody said, gesturing to her. 

Y/N closed her eyes in embarrassment and shook her head. She grabbed her books and shoved them in her backpack, "I'm gonna. . .I'm gonna go. I'll talk to you tomorrow." Y/N said scrambling. 

“Hey, hey,” Cody said grabbing her arms stopping her, “It’s okay. It’s all okay,”

“I’m sorry, I really am,” Y/N said. 

"It’s okay, I'll pick you up at 3 on Saturday, we're taking pictures at Andrew's before walk in." Cody said and Y/N nodded, "You'll look amazing. I can't wait."

When Saturday rolled around, Y/N woke up surprisingly early. The Boys had sent flowers and a note telling Y/N she’s going to be the prettiest person at prom and they wished they could all be there. Y/N smiled and squealed slightly at the excitement in her body. She took her time washing her hair thoroughly and shaving everything. 

Both Karen and Y/N's mother Julie were running around the house trying to help Y/N get ready for prom. Karen did Y/N's hair, pinning the black locks into an updo, while Julie steamed her red chiffon dress. Even Ronnie was there, admiring how pretty her black heels were.

"Mom, what time is it?" Y/N asked, as her mother zipped up the back of her dress.

"2:53." Julie said and stepped back, smiling at how her daughter looked, "so damn grown up. Quit growing, you're making me old."

"Can't help it." Y/N said.

"We'll be down stairs. I'll let you know when Cody's here, so you make the grand entrance." Julie smiled and kissed her daughter's cheek.

Y/N nodded and grabbed her phone, dialing Jake's number. He answered on the second ring and announced she was on speaker.

"You all dressed?" Sam asked, "Let us see!"

"Okay, okay," Y/N said and sent them a picture. Y/N could hear the ding on Sam's phone and them all start talking.

"Y/N, you look . . . amazing." Josh said.

"Like a model," Sam added.

"Cody's one lucky man," Josh said and Y/N said and glanced at her alarm clock  noticing it was 3:00 on the dot.

"He should be here soon. Good luck tonight, I wish I could be there." Y/N said, her heart wanting to be there with the boys.

"We know you would. You look too pretty to be here anyway." Josh said, "But go, don't worry about us! We'll see you later okay!"

Y/N said goodbye to the boys and waited anxiously for Cody to arrive. Anxiety filled her body as the time ticked on, at 3:15, her mother came up and asked where he was. When it reached 3:30, Y/N’s heart fell to her feet. And at 4:30, she asked her mom to help her take her hair down and to step out of her dress.

"Y/NBear. . . do you want to call him?" Julie asked as her daughter laid down on her bed, tears running down her face as she turned away from her.

"No. I just want to be alone."

"I am so so sorry," Julie said.

"I am too." Y/N sniffled. Julie shut her door softly and walked down the stairs, to go back to her conversation with Karen in the kitchen.

Y/N laid in darkness, not wanting to even to see any light. Being in the light for her was too embarrassing at the moment. Y/N's tears had dried and she stared out her bedroom window watching the sky turn dark.

She was in a trance, the night passing her as she watched cars drive by. She didn't know what time it was or what was going outside of her bedroom until her phone dinged dragging her out of the darkness. Her heart jumped and reached for her phone quickly, the bright light burning her eyes.

'Jake: words can't describe how beautiful you look tonight, Y/N. I wish I could've been there to take you myself, but Cody is lucky to be able to take you. Save me a dance, we'll be home soon.'

Y/N's tears returned as she threw her phone down. Embarrassment was running hot through her blood, embarrassed about being stood up, and embarrassment for telling Cody she was a virgin. She couldn't help to think that was the reason why she was siting in her bed alone, her dress hanging up on her bathroom door, taunting her. Y/N pushed herself up from her bed and texted Jake back.

'Y/N: When will you be home?'

'Jake: 5 minutes? Why? Prom that boring?'

'Y/N: Something like that. Up to hang out?'

'Jake: always'

Jake went to Y/Ns right away when the band got back to town. He was shocked when she opened the door and she was in sweatpants and a baggy Led Zeppelin t-shirt, residual makeup on her face, and her hair tied up in a bun on her head.

"It's only 11:30?" Jake said looking at his watch.

"Never left the house," Y/N said, her voice hoarse from crying.

"What?" He said pushing past her into the house, "Why? What happened?"

"Never showed up. Posted on his snapchat story he went with Allison Chatwood." Y/N said, trying to bite back tears, "God, I'm so stupid."

"No, no, Y/N, you're not." Jake said, grabbing her face, "I can't believe someone would be stupid enough not to take you to prom instead of Easy Access Ally."

"Don't call her that," Y/N said, "If I was like her, maybe I wouldn't have spent the night alone."

Jake shook his head, "No, Y/N, I would take you over a girl like Allison any day. She's a carbon copy of every high school stereotype, but you. . . you're so much different."

Y/N nodded and grabbed his hand that was still resting on her cheek, "Thank you, Jake. Can we go watch the Grinch?"

"It's March?" Jake laughed, "But sure." Jake agreed kissing her forehead, and dragging her upstairs to her room. Y/Ns face felt flush from the tingle of Jake's lips on hers.

Y/N watched from the doorway as Jake jumped on her bed and made himself comfortable. He leaned over and plugged in the fairy lights that hung around her room, enlightening the room with a warm glow. Jake looked over at Y/N and patted the spot next to him. She smiled and walked over to him, getting comfortable next to him. Jake turned the TV on and found the movie saved in the recorded shows.

Y/N sighed and snuggled into him, smelling his body wash and cologne. She could smell the faint scent of tobacco too. It didn't surprise her, Jake was going to live up to the rockstar image.

"You're starring." Jake said, looking down at her. She quickly looked at the TV screen, watching as the Grinch threw random mail into random mail boxes, "What's on your mind?"

"It's dumb," She said as Jake grabbed her hand to stop her from picking at her hands, "It's just. . . what I said about being like Allison."

"You think Cody stood you up because-”

"To get some ass? Yes," Y/N said and Jake chuckled, "Glad it's funny."

"I'm not laughing at you," Jake said, "I'm laughing at the fact he stood you up for some pass around pussy."

"That's not nice!" Y/N said sitting up and looking at him.

Jake shuffled in his spot and looked at Y/N "Y/N/N, any guy and I mean any guy, who passes up you for someone else is the dumbest person to ever walk to earth. Y/N, you are beyond perfect, in every way."

Y/N smiled and leaned back down into her friend's embrace. He held her tightly, and kissed her forehead again. Y/N looked up at him, her brown eyes taking in every inch of his face. She gingerly reached her hand up and grabbed his face, bringing it down to her own. She sighed, and searched his brown eyes, before connecting her lips to his.

Jake sighed in content before moving down and laying next to her. He lifted her leg up, throwing it over his body before moving in closer to her. Her hands tangled in his hair, and Jake tried pulling her even closer. Jake gently rolled her on to her back, and kissed her neck softly.

"Jake. . ." Y/N moaned.

"Oh my god," Jake said, realization hitting him, "I'm so sorry, I know that you're-"

"I want you," Y/N said, stopping him from moving, "Please?"

"Are you sure?"

"I trust you Jake," Y/N said and kissed him again, "I want this."

[youranxiousnerd]

Spring Break Thoughts

bc i want to get stuck in an airport and break into first class

spoilers below

EJ DOING THE INTRO

the most...profound intro?

“maybe it’s really about other people” looks at gina

i have jumped on the portwell train

when i first saw they were doing zoom backgrounds i was not on board, but they’ve grown on me carlos’ sucks

miss jenn and the zoom backgrounds

NI NI HEL LO

nini didn’t you get cut?

you know miss jenn they could get together out side of school (at least the kids who are here)

olivia is so pretty

aww carlos called miss jenn his madrina

HA I KNEW IT OF COURSE CARLOS INVITED SEB

seblos tension, ill get to that later

they’re so passive aggressive guys i love it

ASH AND EJ

CASWELL COUSINS YESSS

“You guys are watching like, old, old movies”

“This is why we’re soulmates” the redyln goal has been reached bye

this...this is the only line they get?

miss jenn has obviously not gotten the memo

three weeks and you havent blocked act two

“not it”

of course sebby is the last one to leave

“bye” awww miss jenn

GINA THAT LITTLE GIG YESSSS

just one complement after another ej

AHHHH EJ WITH PAINTED NAILS YESSSSS

he looks so good ej should do it more often

ej fell hard guys

jack in the background doing tik toks i cant

gina and signs

RICKY IN A BLANKET

ugh its lynne

i dont care enough to spell her name right

“just being a burrito here”

bitter ricky, i feel ya

“I’m sorry to hear that’s it over” *smiles*

nini you should have just posted a video

ope empty notebook

awww ej’s insta

gina and jack

thats it

“she changed her name” nina is literally her real name 

the leg pull away

ricky and bedding is my new favorite ship besides therapy

“Your boy Jack”

when i first saw the promo for this nini scene i was worried it was gonna be another solo (shes had like 16)

I SPY WITH MY LITTLE EYE A RAINBOW HEART

my gay heart is bursting

nina really said “rainbows are awesome” this episode

and the necklace is off

guys i love improv scenes

it was so goood

soooo howie and kourt just get no closure after that killer song last week? no nothing? 

BAHAHAHA KOURTNEY BREAKING UP

i love kourtney

sofia is so pretty

okay i dont ship jack and gina but they’re fun together, little chaos demons

THE DUKE SWEATSHIRT AHHHH

“my friends, like, my castmates, they think it sucks what you did on opening night”

good talk, long overdo. nothing is solved by any means but little steps

the therapy line omfg 

“HI, CUPCAKE”

“I’ll meet you in the pool” there is an ocean right behind you

 “Don’t ask me”

“Ashlyn, Big Red, Miss. Jenn, Carlos”

the way seb’s face just DROPS when he mentions carlos

“Are you guys fighting” big red looked so happy omfg

“That would imply that we’re speaking”

“Who has time to talk when you’re busy posting selfies with random guys in a cabana”

guys i had to pause for five minutes because i was dying

jealous seb... where did you come from?

ALRIGHT IT IS TIME TO TALK ABOUT SEBLOS!!!!

first off, it seems the writers love to make major seblos things happen off screen. examples include there pinning and officially getting together

where... where did all this tension come from? it has been light the past two episodes then bam, everything they say to each other is bitter. since when is seb jealous? the writers have so many other conflicts to talk about and they choose jealous seb? off all thing?!?! im honestly kind of disappointed because there are so many other things to talk about from previous episodes and instead they choose this?!?!?! hopefully this isn’t the only thing that is addressed next week, it cant be. they better talk about the constant “no seb” because its an issue. 

moral of the story is i hope the fight next episode isn’t about seb being jealous bc there is so much more to talk about

i am loving passive aggressive seb like i hope that doesn’t go away when their conflict is resolved bc it’s awesome

HERE are my thoughts on the zoom call

okay seb’s line about doing public makes sense with the full episode

everyone on the call is just like “wtf happened to my otp”

EJJJJ

EJJJJ I LOVE YOU

THE BEST EJ SCENE 

“Hi Nini!” ejjjj

you have to watch the scene twice, one to watch nini and ashlyn and another for ej

EJ AND THE PUPPET THATS IT IM DONE

sassy gina i love her

guys i just love everybody

ASHLYN AND NINI I MISSED THIS DUO GAHHHHHH THEY’RE ADORABLE

ej is a child i love it

ricky i feel you with the songwriting

look at big red being best friend of the year now give him a plot line

i am under the impression jack recorded gina 

SHIT THE CANDLE TO LAMP TRANSITION YESSSSS

i love transitions and that was it

matt is ripped

julia lester showed up this season. queen shit 

she is perfect

YES BIG RED AND KOURTNEY DANCING I WANT MOREEEE

i am so confused with seb’s gloves

that has been bugging me for two days 

carlos has more style then a hawaiian shirt and khakis

im in heaven the harmonies are soooo good

they are amazing they sound so good

you can hear all there voices

julia popped off

aint seen nothin is really good, i wasn’t sure about it at first but its grown. they sound so damn good the talent they hold. not the best song but its fun

the video actually looks better than i thought it would

“Wow” me too richard

jack is fun, i’d be okay if he comes back. he is a little chaos demon.

i like how the writers didn’t make them romantic (for once), hopefully gina got his number bc i would

i want to be stuck at an airport with jack

“let you go” is genius. so far the best original song this season. josh has been killing it lately. this is the ballad ricky deserves. lyrical genius. he sounds sooo good.

the one time i agree with lynne

EJ YOU CAMEEEEEE

OMFG THEY’RE ADORABLE

PORTWELLLLLLL BABY WHOOOP

HE IS GONNA TREAT YOU SO GOOD GINA 

HE BROUGHT YOU FOOD AND TOOK YOUR BAG 

GAHHHHHH 

nOoOoOoOo thats it?!?! i cannot wait a week i refuse

i normally don’t talk about promos but episode 10 (im a sucker for sleepover episodes) is my most anticipated episode so we gonna do it. 

for starters ricky has a guitar, so he might sing?

AWW THE SETS THEY ARE SO PRETTY

ooo lily is back?

blueprint?

ashlyn and ricky where have you been?!?!

seb and the girls yesss

since in a heartbeat is next episode seb probably leaves? i hope it is a private moment

oh please talk about your other issues pleaseee

“why did i never hear about this?” nina no, it was an accident alright?

gina and nini haven’t interacted this season and the first thing they do is fight.

lets hope there “beef” doesn’t take the a slot 

maybe another seblos kiss?

did you know i love seblos

i have stocked up my tears for next week

[moss-lyman]

I absolutely adore your writing. Because I'm a masochist, can I ask for “I’m leaving.” “Of course you are, that’s all you know how to do"...but maybe with a less-angsty finish 🥺

I am a big masochist, so this was right up my alley ;)

set post-series.

“Where are you going?”

“I’m tired, Josh, and this conversation is going nowhere, so I’m leaving.”

“Of course you are,” he says, fire in his eyes. “That’s all you know how to do.”

She rounds on him. “What the hell is that supposed to mean?”

“You’ve left me twice already, Donna. Both without so much as a goodbye. I guess I should be grateful you’re giving me a heads up this time.”

“That’s not fair. This is different and you know it.”

“I think it is fair,” he argues. “Because I’m right here.” He spreads his arms wide. “I’m not running, I’m not avoiding you, and I have never left you.” She rolls her eyes and it spurs him on further. “I was there, committing fucking perjury for you and saving not only your job, but keeping you out of jail. I was there after that bullshit with Jack or- or when you found out your granddad died.” He brings his hand up to tick off his fingers. “I was there at 4 in the morning when those creepy neighbor guys wouldn’t leave you alone. I was there in Germany without a second thought, Donna. I was there! You keep leaving. Not me.”

She stands frozen by his front door, both of their breathing coming out a little heavier as they stare at each other. She watches as he unclenches his fist and roughly runs his fingers through his hair, spinning around so he isn’t facing her anymore.

“If you leave,” he murmurs, still not looking at her. “That’s it. I can’t keep going in circles, Donna. Either you want this or you don’t.”

Her mouth quirks at that. They really have switched places with him giving her an ultimatum. She closes her eyes, takes a deep breath, and slowly walks over to him. He doesn’t react when she grabs his hand, so she walks around so they’re face to face.

“I don’t want to leave,” she says quietly. “But I need for you to hear me.”

“Donna, I hear you loud and clear, alright?”

“No, you don’t. You’re listening, but you’re not hearing me.” She challenges him with her body language, but he doesn’t move, just holds her hand tighter. “You’re right. At least on part of it,” she starts. “And I’ll give you the first time, but if you think it was easy for me to leave you last year, you’re wrong. That was the hardest thing I’ve ever done, Josh, and that includes Gaza.”

Josh grips her hand tighter and steps back to sit them down on the couch, not letting her go.

“You weren’t hearing me back then either and I felt like my only option was to leave and it killed me. You have no idea how many times I picked up the phone to call you and beg for my job back, but I couldn’t.”

“Why not?” he asks softly.

“My whole life revolved around you. Everything I did, everything, was tied to you in some way. I thought I was getting away with it, but when CJ called me out—“

“Hold on,” he interrupts. “What do you mean CJ called you out?”

“Before Gaza,” she murmurs, rubbing his knuckles with her thumb. “During the lockdown, she basically said you were underutilizing me and I let you because... it’s you. I was staying in an unsatisfactory job because it meant I still got to be with you and hearing someone else say it was one of the most humiliating moments of my life and then Gaza happened and you came to me.” She smiles softly at him and rubs his forearm as his brow creases in concern. “And I thought we had a moment, but I got back and it was like nothing had changed, we were still doing the same song and dance we’d been doing, and it pissed me off.”

“We did have a moment,” he assures.

“I know we did, but I felt like I butchered it with Colin - who, by the way, was just a reaction to what CJ said - and when I got back to work, it was just made more and more clear that I wasn’t going to get what I wanted from you. With my job or otherwise.”

“I should’ve made the time,” he murmurs. “I’m sorry.”

“I was mad at you for a long time, but I still missed you like crazy. It was very confusing.”

He grins. “I know what that’s like.”

“And I know this isn’t what you want to hear, but I’m glad I left. It made me stand on my own two legs and do something on my own, with no ulterior motives behind it. It was mine even if my candidate lost to yours, I at least knew I was capable and didn’t need you professionally to be successful.”

Josh sits quietly for a moment, looking at their interlocked hands as she continues to run her thumb over his knuckles. He takes a deep breath. “Where does that leave us now?”

She smiles. “Well, that depends.”

“On what?”

She searches his gaze and squeezes his hand. “On how sure you are.”

“About what?”

“About this,” she clarifies. “Me. Us.”

“I already told you—“

“I know you’re not leaving. I mean about the living situation. It’s a big - massive - step and I don’t want to just dive right in if we’re not ready because I’ve waited so long for this, Josh,” she says, pleading with him. “I don’t want anything to mess it up. This is too important. So, if me keeping my apartment - just for now,” she amends when he opens his mouth to protest, “will help, then I’ll do it. Transition is insane even if it’s two Democrat administrations, so I would completely understand if—“

“I want you here,” he says firmly, looking right at her. “I want you right here. Not across town. Here. With me.”

“You’re sure?”

He groans and tilts his head back dramatically before looking back at her. “I need for you to hear me now, alright?” he says and he grabs her face with both of his hands. “You are my girlfriend and I am your boyfriend, and as your boyfriend, I am asking you to please, for the love of God, move in with me.”

Her smile grows. “Well, since you asked nicely.” She laughs when he tackles her back onto the couch and she brings his face to hers, kissing him chastely. “I’ll move in,” she murmurs.

“Permanently,” he mumbles, his lips dragging down her throat. “Tell your landlord your stuff will be out by next week.”

“Permanently.” She wraps her leg over his to widen her hips, letting him lay more comfortably over her. “No more leaving. I promise.”

Josh pulls back and brings a hand up, his pinky out. “Pinky swear?”

Donna wraps her own pinky with his. “Pinky swear.”

He grins, satisfied, and moves her hand to wrap around his neck. “Since we’re officially live-in lovers, we have to consummate it,” he says, his dimples deepening when she pinches the back of his neck. “In every room. It’s the rules.”

She smirks and runs her fingers into his hair. “Oh, is it?”

He nods again. “Yep.”

Donna wraps her other leg around his waist. “Well, since it’s the rules...”

And she draws him down again.

[pixie88]

Thanks @aussieez for the ask for Always the Bridesmaid. You know I want to hear the answers for my favourite aussie couple KJ from one of my favourite fics AOKF. I second your ask for BMD by @secretaryunpaid my other favourite fic and @khoicesbyk with WB Ship Questions.

— SHIP QUESTIONS

PRE-RELATIONSHIP

How did they first meet?

At a stag weekend Remy’s and Alec but there had been so many missed opportunities where they could have met but guessing it was fate?

What was their first impression of each other?

Harry first impression was she’s sassy, gorgeous, funny and a tough nut to crack. Her first impression of him was he was fit, good looking, can handle her banter and confident.

Did any of their friends or family want them to get together?

No one really knew they were interested until Laila told Nikki he had come to her work.

Who felt romantic feelings first?

I’m thinking both had them at the same time, but maybe Harry because Laila was a little guarded.

Did either of them try to resist their feelings?

Probably Laila more than Harry because of everything that happened with Josh. She was scared of getting her heart broken 💔.

If you had told one of them that the other would be their soulmate, what would they think?

I think Harry would be believe it because she’s not like other girls. Laila would have probably laughed in my face.

What would their lives be like if they had never met?

I think Laila would have just worked, worked, worked and still be single. She wasn’t looking for love as she’s been without it for 8 years because she was scared. Harry, I’m guessing he might have been on a few dates maybe but nothing more.

GENERAL

Who initiated the relationship, and how did it go?

Harry, he tracked her down to her work to try and get her number.

Did they have an official first date? If so, what was it like?

Yeah, Harry took her to the restaurant in the Shard. I think it was nice they spoke about what they have seen in London etc.

What was their first kiss like?

On their first date Harry went for it, it was a now or never moment.👄💋

Were they each other’s first anything (kiss, relationship, etc.)?

Nope, but maybe if you class Laila as a born again virgin?

What’s their height difference? Age difference?

Laila is 31 and 5ft 4, here as Harry is 34 and 6ft 1, so 3 years?

What’s their relationship with each other’s families?

Laila’s parents adore Harry, they are glad she has finally found someone she seems smitten with. Harry’s parents were a little different his mum was lovely, but his dad was awful until Laila put him in his place now he’s even offered for them to use their cottage in the Cotswolds.

Who takes the lead in social situations?

I think they both do as they are both social butterflies.🦋🦋

Who gets jealous easier?

I would say maybe Harry because of Gemma but he 100% percent trusts Laila just others he doesn’t trust.

Who whispers inappropriate things in the other’s ear?

I would say more more Harry as he has done it in the supermarket with whipped cream.😈

LOVE

Who said “I love you” first?

Laila said it bit they both felt it, I think Harry couldn’t believe she said it first as he planned to.💞💕

What are their primary love languages?

I would say flirting with each other and banter.

Who uses cheesy pick-up lines?

Harry, definitely Harry!

How often do they cuddle/engage in PDA?

All the time, they aren’t shy and can’t keep their hands off each other.

Who initiates kisses?

Both I’m pretty sure it’s both?👄💋

Who’s the big and little spoon?

Harry is bigger much bigger so he likes being her big spoon and she doesn’t mind being his little spoon.

What are their favorite things to do together?

Just chilling together hence the name of a future chapter Lazy Sunday.

Who’s better at comforting the other?

I would say they are the same at comforting each other like any couple should be.

Who’s more protective?

I would say both but definitely Harry.

Do they prefer verbal or physical affection?

A bit of both, but maybe more physical.

What are some songs that apply to their relationship, in-universe or otherwise?

Raye - Love of your life which is in an upcoming chapter.

What kind of nicknames do they call each other?

Harry calls her Gorgeous and I think Laila thinks of him as her bear 🐻

Who remembers the little things?

I would say more Laila than H.

DOMESTIC LIFE

If they get married, who proposes?

We aren’t that far.........YET but I have plans thanks to an ask.. I don’t want it to be the usual the man asks the woman so it will be Laila. #girlpower 💍💍💍

What’s the wedding like? Who attends?

Laila will probably go with a vintage/boho theme just family and friends. 👰‍♀️ 🤵

How many kids do they have, if any? What are they like?

They are both for what we call in the UK big families well anything above the average 2 kids anything more is classed as big. I think they will go big too.👨‍👩‍👧‍👧👨‍👩‍👦‍👦👨‍👩‍👧‍👧👨‍👩‍👦‍👦

Do they have any pets?

Harry wants a dog but their working hours it isn’t possible.🐶🐶🐶

Who’s the stricter parent?

I think if they had a boy Laila would be the stricter but if a girl Harry would be the stricter parent.

Who worries the most?

Laila 100% Harry is laid back on most things apart from the baby daddy thing.

Who kills the bugs in the house?

Harry which give me an idea. 😜😜😜

How do they celebrate holidays?

With family and friends.🎅🎂🐰

Who’s more likely to convince the other to come back to sleep in the morning?

This one is harder but if I had to choose it would be Harry but not to sleep.🥵🛌

Who’s the better cook?

Laila, as Harry is more a protein shake and salad kinda guy. ��‍🍳👩‍🍳

Who likes to dance?

Laila as you saw in her birthday chapter, she dragged Harry onto the dance floor.💃🕺

[bisluthq]

Hello! So, I am a two muse theory doubter (yes read realistic Kay too a couple of times). Like, I want to believe. I have even tried to force it in my mind but it doesn’t take. The reason is - TMT fails to consider the fluctuations of emotional highs, lows, love and lust over the initial 2 year period of a relationship. Like, I am a semi profesh song writer with a muse. The variety of POV I write from are extensive. Life is an emotional pendulum and our experiences make it swing. On any given day, our perspectives and emotions can complete change for a given moment towards a muse. I can love my muse for the rest of my life but hate them with the same passion on any given day, go to my piano and write it into a song and feel indifferent to it later (the good and bad end up in songs). When I listen to Rep, it’s range of intensities I easily apply to my one muse. Taylor herself saying Dress, Delicate, CIWYW & NYD her true story on the album reads like she is just pointing to her average daily experiences with 1 muse. If Delicate is Joe & Dress is Karlie - Taylor separated her finding “love amongst the chaos” into loving two people in her true story. If you actually timeline those particular songs it’s Dress (a lustful hook up), to Delicate (wanting to make it official), CIWYW (the pressure of making it official) and NYD (the challenge of commitment). Unless “Dress” leads her to “Delicate”, why include it at all in her true love story line up? Like, was it a last minute attempt to hetsplain that song years after it came out?🤷‍♀️ by her including NYD in her true love story of Rep, it ties via the ‘squeeze my hand three times in taxi’ lines to cruel summers crying in the backseat lines (which is also the circumstantial vibe of CIWYW). The backseat crying lines of Cruel Summer ties to the Cornelia Street vibe (which Taylor writes later as a reflection of the whatever happened after the Delicate moment) which ties back to Delicate via the bar lines and forward later in time to Gold Rush via the creaks / wooden in the floor lines. I mean, all this says to me there is 1 muse of her true story - which could be Joe (but that cancels out the sapphic nature of dress) or Karlie (which means this illicit affair on joshy-boy really did happen somewhere between 100 and a million times). Tbh, I tend to believe the later. So you’ll be like okay what about LSS, Invisable String then fruitcake? (Fair call future sleuth haha). Or what about babygate and joshlie marriage?! Like, wbk that affair was at least long and messy AF. Folklore and Evermore were written last year and Lover period was fairly chaotic and clunky at best (presumably because of masters heist). Like, they MUST have broken up (FG, DBATC, Daylight, The 1, Cardigan saga, TIMT, Hoax, Peace, Exile, Coney Is, Evermore, RWYLM, CP, Happiness, TTDS). Like, they all have 1 muse energy of losing someone you love through messiness (could be joe🤷‍♀️ we’ll never know for sure). But many of these songs refer to a third person being involved which screams Joshlie to me because of ivy, illicit affair, the bitterness of “The Man”. Baby, you say? Like it’s pretty simple - Karlie went back to Josh, married him and had a baby and Taylor’s like “uhh, what a fucking joke” and processed it last year through writing two albums about it all. Invisable string, LSS - like these are both songs which come from a POV of self-reflection after hope is lost. Maybe reunited after preggo-gate? Maybe consolidated love after break up into friendship aka Dorothea? WB - quite simply - WB is the model to which Taylor writes about whatever she wants to (triangulation of desire). Good for her, great writing strategy. Is it a strategy needed? Well ya, but only if it’s born of having 1 muse and a very obvious story Taylor is trying to obscure. Like, come at me sleuth cuz I reallllly want to believe in two muse story. I wouldn’t even had bothered writing this if I didn’t. What am I missing?

Hey Sim here. So Nat broke protocol and sent me this one to answer because I too am a writer and I too at one point reached that point in the lyric analysis where I literally could not fathom any timeline I was hearing that made sense due to the connections in the lyrics between Reputation and Lover. I have a whole spreadsheet called “Car Bar Roof” where I’m just trying to make sense of a series of events through lyrics alone and I nearly drove myself crazy doing it.

With that being said, I want to give a disclaimer: Nothing wrong with you interpreting things your own way! I know Nat can come off kind of brash sometimes, but both of us are always hyper-aware that we are discussing what essentially amounts to a “Taylor Swift Is Gay” conspiracy theory and because it’s a conspiracy theory and we don’t know these people, no analysis is ever going to be 100% correct. If you don’t hear two muses on Rep, that’s totally fine! I’m sure we have some Toe/Swiftwyn readers who would agree with you there!

I do want to caution against relying entirely on lyric parallels to create a timeline, however. You’re going to dig yourself into a rabbithole that’s very hard to get out of. I think a lot of people don’t realize that Taylor has been using a lot of metaphors (especially the car and the bar) her entire career. It ends up being a big stretch to assume that just because two events in two different songs both take place in a car or a bar, Taylor is talking about the exact same moments. Like, let’s be real, how many times have any of us ever been in a car? Wouldn’t it be kind of ridiculous for a critic of our work to assume everything we write involving a car is about the same specific time we were in a car?

It is also incredibly easy to construct false narratives when you rely only on song analysis. I’ll give you an example using Taylor’s first high school boyfriend, Drew. Whether you believe it or not, he’s often cited as the inspiration for Tim McGraw. The song Tim McGraw has a variety of common themes with Taylor’s other work, the main ones being summer, dancing, the moon, a little black dress, a truck, a creek/river, and going back to school. If we follow song parallel logic, I could connect Tim McGraw to folkmore songs and, because of this, could say Taylor is still dating/writing about Drew from high school.

The little black dress in Tim McGraw is also mentioned in unreleased Live for the Little Things and The Other Side of the Door. In both Tim McGraw and Live for the Little Things, Taylor mentions a black dress and dances with her lover under the moon. A summer love that ends with going back to school can also be found in August, and Cruel Summer and August are very similar songs, in that both are about a summer love that can’t last and isn’t being taken as seriously by one person as another. The Other Side of the Door is almost the exact same premise of an ex at your doorway as I Almost Do, Dark Blue Tennessee, All You Had to Do Was Stay, and exile, meaning all those songs must be connected as well. Dancing with someone in the middle of the night can also be found in Everything Has Changed, 22, and Dancing With Our Hands Tied. As a bonus, trucks and dancing are also mentioned in Champagne Problems, which connects to Gold Rush, So It Goes, and Dancing With Our Hands tied through the use of the color Gold. So It Goes also mentions wearing black and meeting someone in the middle of the night. So all those songs have to be about Drew as well.

So here’s the narrative that makes: Taylor and Drew dated over a summer then broke up when he went back to school but at some point he came back to her door and they got back together. They mostly hung out in the middle of the night, driving around and dancing. Unfortunately, when he proposed, Taylor couldn’t say yes, and literally left him stranded on the dance floor and is now #foreveralone and writing folkmore to process these events.

To be clear, I don’t actually believe any of this. I don’t think anyone else does either, but since neither Taylor nor Drew have publicly interacted in over a decade, this can be easily disproved, despite the “obvious” way the songs connect. Taylor just likes certain themes. Cars and bars. Nature. The contrast of light and dark. Sparks and fire. I guarantee if you go over her unreleased songs and first two albums with the same fine tooth comb you’ve gone over Folkmore/Lover/Reputation/1989 with, you’ll find just as many lyric parallels, and it’s not because she’s only writing about one person.

Occams Razor tells me Kaylor’s not on good terms anymore. It also tells me Karlie and Josh are actually having a child together. From the outside, it looks like things have been bad since at least the Masters Heist, if not before, and the more digging we’ve done, the more evidence we find of that. Now, you don’t have to believe that if you don’t want to! As long as you don’t go around harassing people we’ve got no beef with you. Just know you’re always going to find song parallels to back up whatever you want because Taylor’s such a prolific songwriter who loves to use the same themes again and again. That’s just deductive reasoning, baby. Thanks for the discourse though! LMK if you wanna chat song analysis sometime!

[tbhwhocaresanymore]

Nancy Drew 1x14

I just got done watching Nancy Drew episode 14, the sign of the uninvited guest and before I get into spoiler details let me sum up my thoughts on the episode.

Holy fuck

Okay so we’re just gonna dive right in and to start off it turns out Tiffany Hudson was never the murder target? Instead, it was RYAN Hudson. Lucy’s brother Joshua was taking his mother to look at a new mental asylum but when they stopped for gas she stole the car and hightailed it over to the Claw, where she used to work. The spare key spot has apparently not been changed since the 90s and so she just let herself in, creeping everyone out. My biggest issue was her red eyes she looked like she hadn’t slept since she was a waitress.

Lara Tandy has awoken from her coma and is feeling totally zen after her near death experience and wants Ace to come to Paris with her. The entire time I was torn between “that would be so sweet” and “Ace don’t you fucking dare”. Nick picks up a stranded Joshua and brings him over as Nancy charts out everything they know about the Lucy/Tiffany murders. Patrice sees and starts muttering the Lucy Sable Murder Song (seriously who even started that) and then Dead Lucy (my creepy precious daughter) trashes the entire board except for one (1) image. A screenshot from Nancy’s video of Tiffany where Lucy first shows up.

Nancy and Ace and Lara go to the police precinct to get Tiffany’s cell phone data. Turns out Tiffany was going to rich sounding places like the yacht club, leaving her phone there, and walking to her real destination so they go to the library where she spent a few hours before she died. Side note, I would watch an entire episode about just Ace and the library politics. I want to hear more about capture the flag and Denise. Maybe they used to hack together and it went sour, maybe they were rivals from the get-go. I don’t know but I want to Find Out.

Ace manages to find what Tiffany was looking at: emails between Lucy Sable and Ryan Hudson circa 1999-2000. Most of them are lovey dovey including an actual “I think I might love you” until the end where Lucy asks Ryan to forgive her. Ryan says he will never forgive her, calls her a whore and says he hopes she dies. Then they arrange to meet the night of the Sea Queen ceremony. You know, that one little night when Lucy was murdered. Let’s take an environmental minute to talk about what we think happened. Lucy apparently did something unforgivable, and since they were in a relationship and he called her whore, there is one glaring idea: INFIDELITY. But Lucy loved Ryan. Now I’m going to go out on a limb here. What if Celia and Papa Hudson hired some guy (maybe Owen Marvin???) to seduce Lucy or something and then told Ryan. Or maybe Lucy felt awful and told him herself. OR on an even further limb, Lucy and Josh are only half-siblings. Maybe they’re going to go a la Riverdale and make Lucy and Ryan (DISTANTLY) related or something. Either way, Lucy did something she regretted and then Ryan found out.

As far as Lucy’s actual murder, during the seance when asked if the Hudsons killed her she said yes/no. Celia Hudson was in Argentina at the time but could have hired a hitman, Papa Hudson has no known alibi and already murdered a crew full of sailors including his wife’s boyfriend, Ryan Hudson had plans to meet with Lucy the night of her death “at our spot”. I am Strongly Suspicious their spot is the cliffs she died on. I think it’s a safe bet at this point to say Ryan was somehow involved in Lucy’s murder. He is a Hudson, they’d been dating and she betrayed him somehow, and they had plans to meet the night of her death at an undisclosed location. Now whether he is the one who physically murdered her, I don’t know. I suspect we will have more answers after finding out how Lucy died which we need her BODY FOR. Or at least her skeleton. We assume she was stabbed because of the bloody dress and also knife, but what if she wasn’t? What if it was an emergency C-section, what if someone else stabbed her already and Ryan just couldn’t save her, what if it was some kind of accident? And remember there was also that whole Ryan Is Being Haunted thing for the Velvet Masque. Lucy haunted him so she could use his wedding ring to show her death led to Tiffany’s. Maybe she specifically used Ryan because he caused her death, either directly or by accident.

Back to the episode, I liked seeing the entire walkthrough. I didn’t realize how much had happened off-screen that first episode. There is also the question of WHY it all happened off-screen, but considering the leaps and bounds of progress quality the writers have made I will give them a pass. When they first brought up the switched salad I wasn’t sure if they were being genuine, or if it was a part of their plan to trick Ryan, but when he and Nancy were outside and they were still talking about it I realized it was Legit.

Then that scene at the end, how Nancy managed to flip the switch from “oh hey Josh” to “holy fuck you killed Tiffany” so quickly was so in character. My girl is just so suspicious of absolutely everybody and her mind just JUMPS between puzzle pieces as fast as mine does but her brain actually stays on topic. I thought the fight scene was really well done, because Nancy was mostly improvising and trying to get away not fight, and his death was accidental. But I also want to see her take self-defense lessons or something at some point because at the rate she keeps almost dying it feels like the reasonable next step to take. Or at least like buy a switch blade. Have Nick make her a toothbrush shiv. SOMETHING.

MY PRECIOUS DAUGHTER. DEAD LUCY.

Okay guys, the part with the phone. I knew it was coming, and it was creepy, but now rewatching it I have to laugh because the first face she’s making during Nancy’s recording is really just a ghostly 😐. But then when she starts fucking crawling, now THAT was creepy. And then when she kept moving closer to Ryan with each lightning flash. (He CLEARLY had something to do with her death.) Epic. It makes me wonder how long did it take her to learn this ghost stuff, and what was she doing before Nancy found her dress? Just sulking around, maybe pulling the occasional Halloween scare. I would also watch a spin off of the 20 years where Lucy is just hanging around and dead.

Side theory. What if Patrice was somehow there that night? I have no evidence to back this up but she seemed very set on Lucy always being in the water and so maybe she saw her fall or something and that’s why she’s so crazy. Moving on.

To talk about the characters who are of course important. I didn’t entirely catch the whole Bess/Lisbeth/Amaya drama of the episode. I will say I like her with Amaya a lot more than Lisbeth for some reason because I can feel the chemistry a lot better with those two, and she and George had a nice talk at the end. SPEAKING OF GEORGE. I can see multiple ways the George/Nick/Nancy triangle could play out, let’s discuss some. A) George is about to confess her feelings to George right before learning he and Nancy have gotten back together. B) George is about to confess her feelings to Nick right before he tells her about his remaining feelings for Nancy and how much he Wants Her Back. C) George and Nick get together right as Nancy decides to fight for Nick. Let’s talk about this one for a moment. Promo for next week shows Owen Marvin (ugh) is going to be back (Ugh) and he and Nancy will kiss (UGH). Potential scenario, her and Owen are talking and he goes to kiss her and she lets him before pulling away and he says “why won’t you date me” and she says it just doesn’t feel right or her heart still belongs to Nick or something. Owen redeems himself before disappearing forever by telling Nancy to fight for Nick. Problem is Nick has seen the kiss but not Nancy stopping it and leaves, angry, because he was about to ask her to get back together or because he thought they had an Understanding or something. He goes to George who asks him out and he says yes and Nancy finds out and puts on a happy face and then leaves to go cry. God I really want to write fan fiction for this show but I CAN’T until Lucy’s murder is solved. Let me know how you guys think it will play out. Speaking of Nancy x Nick whom I love and adore, that part at the end when the cops and Nick had showed up. He said like less than ten words the entire time but his concern was just SEEPING out of him, and he so clearly like wanted to hold her but held himself back because he feels it is not his place anymore. I also find it telling that just as Bess is telling George to come clean to Nick, he is with Nancy.

In totally expected news, I am still pining for Victoria. Writers, please bring her back. I haven’t seen her since the seance episode and I Miss Her.

I have absolutely no idea what happened to Joshua’s body don’t even ask me. However I AM hopeful he has turned into a ghost and will have to be banished requiring VICTORIA.

I am SO excited for next week’s episode, the terror of horseshoe bay. It looks awesome and spooky and creepy and we will hopefully find Lucy’s body. Owen will be there which is Unfortunate but I am sure I can cope because Lucy will also hopefully be there and Nancy like spits out ghostly teeth at one point which is so metal. Since the season is getting close to wrapping up and Tiffany’s murder is officially closed, Lucy’s murder is the only major plot left, so I am curious what they will do for next season. I am hoping they will start laying the groundwork for it this season, but I also don’t want them to just drag out the Lucy Sable storyline for ages upon ages. (I’m looking at you Pretty Little Liars with your like five fucking As.) I’m interested in if it’s one or two murders again, or if it’s like one main murder but then with a bunch of mini mysteries sprinkled in a la the serial poisoner episode. I am thinking (wishing) as far as college goes, maybe Nancy applies and gets into Columbia but she decides to stay and open up some sort of paranormal/normal investigative service with Dead Lucy as her receptionist and Nick as her literary loving arm candy and the others can help upon request or something and eventually join. Let me know if you think Nancy will manage to clear her dad’s name or if he’ll actually be indicted. CANNOT WAIT.

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Chapter Twenty

Realize That It’s Gone | Series Masterlist

Warnings: None

Word Count: 2209

Author’s Note: I hope you enjoy this chapter! :) (picture credit)

You would think that after knowing Y/N for almost eight years, I wouldn’t be so nervous walking up to her front door. Yet here I was, standing in front of her door with shaky hands trying to work up the courage to actually knock. Getting out of the car hadn’t been an issue, but this? My hands were staying buried deep in my pockets.

Then it hit me.

I turned away from the door and half-jogged down the walkway, headed straight for the gravel path on the side of her house. There had been times in the past when Y/N had mentioned liking the idea of someone throwing rocks at her window to get her attention, and what better opportunity was there to do that than our first official date? After collecting a small handful of rocks, I stood in the middle of the driveway and looked up at her bedroom window.

“Basketball skills, don’t fail me now,” I muttered under my breath.

The first rock hit the window dead-on. I did a little spin, pleased with myself for actually hitting the target that I had set out to hit, but it still hadn’t grabbed Y/N’s attention. After a quick glance around the street to make sure nobody was giving me weird looks, I threw a couple more rocks at her window.

Y/N finally came to the window, looking frustrated. In a panic, I chucked all the rocks in my hand back towards the pathway and dusted my palms off on my jeans. She slid the window open and leaned forward, resting her forearms on the windowsill.

“Ty!” she called. “What in the world do you think you’re doing?”

I looked up at her, using one hand to keep the sun out of my eyes. “I thought it would be romantic!”

“Yeah, until you scratch up my window and my dad has to replace it,” she laughed.

“Sorry!”

“It’s ok! I’ll be down in just a moment.”

I didn’t wait for Y/N to shut the window before I wandered back over to the front door. My face felt a little hot from our encounter, but I hoped the blush would fade before she opened the door to greet me. If not, well, maybe she would think it was cute.

“Hi,” Y/N smiled as she opened the door.

“Hey.”

“Ready to go?”

“I am if you are.”

“Great.”

Y/N closed the front door and held out a hand to me. I laced my fingers with hers and followed her down the path to the car, already feeling my heart pound in my chest.

“Y/N, wait,” I said.

“What?” she asked, stopping in her tracks to turn to me.

I used our linked hands to pull her closer to me and press a quick kiss to her lips.

“It’s nice to see you again.”

“You too,” she smiled.

“Ok, now let’s get out of here.”

*     *     *

“I really hope you like what I have planned,” I said, nervously tapping my thumbs against the steering wheel.

“Why wouldn’t I?”

“I guess, well, it’s not really like a typical date. I thought it might be boring to go get dinner or whatever since we’ve already done that together so many times and I really want our first date to be memorable.”

Y/N reached over and rested a hand on my shoulder. “Ty, I’m sure I’m going to love whatever we end up doing because I get to do it with you.”

“It’s time to find out.”

I pulled into the parking lot of my favorite record store. Y/N and I had been here countless times before to pick up CDs from our favorite artists or just get inspiration for stuff that I was working on, but today I had something different planned.

“Are we going to the record store?” Y/N asked, turning to me.

“Yeah, but… ok, so I have this idea,” I said, suddenly growing very nervous.

“What’s the idea?”

“So I thought we could like, I don’t know, pick out a CD or two for one another, because I thought that might be the kind of thing you would like to do. And then we can go back to your house and sit on the porch and listen to our new music while we watch the sunset and see if there’s any songs that we really like and, maybe, they could be, like, one of our songs.”

“Ty, that’s the best idea I’ve ever heard,” she smiled. “Picking out music for one another? It’s perfect.”

“You think so?”

“Yes!”

I leaned back against my seat and exhaled, relieved to know that Y/N was on board with the idea. Not to mention that she was getting visibly excited, making her look even more adorable than was typical of her. It was hard not to just stare at her and admire the look of pure joy on her face.

“What are we waiting for? I want to pick out some CDs!”

“Ok! Ok, I’m coming,” I laughed, already fumbling to take my keys out of the ignition.

I wrapped an arm around Y/N as we walked into the record store. There were a few other people wandering around - some that I recognized - but they didn’t pay much attention as we walked in and began to slowly make our way through the rows of CDs and vinyls. It had been too long since I had last been in this store.

“Are you going to follow me around the whole time?” Y/N laughed as she picked up a CD to examine.

“No, I’ll start looking eventually. I’m just taking everything in for now.”

She leaned her head against my shoulder for a moment to show that she had heard me. I stood with her awhile longer until she eventually sent me away, claiming that she didn’t want me to accidentally see the CD that she chose for me. After a quick warning to each other to be serious about our choices, I wandered off to the other side of the store.

I lost track of how long we spent in the record store, looking over CDs and occasionally holding one up for the other to see and joking that it was our choice. To tell the truth, it hadn’t taken me long at all to choose a CD for Y/N. The second that I saw Brand New Eyes by Paramore, I knew it was the right choice.

“Are you almost ready, Ty?” Y/N asked from a few rows over.

“I’ve been ready. What about you?”

“Yeah, I’m finally ready. I would spend hours in here if it weren’t for the rest of our plans,” she smiled.

“You and me both.”

We both made our purchases, still being sure to keep them hidden from the other’s view, and then headed back out to the car. I passed my bag to Y/N before pulling my seatbelt on.

“Are we looking at them now?” she asked, already starting to open the bag.

“No! Not yet. I just didn’t want to hold it while driving,” I smiled.

“Right,” she laughed. “When we get back to my house, then?”

“Perfect.”

I held Y/N’s hand the entire way back to the house. It might have been excessive, but now that I had her, I never wanted to let her go. I had spent enough time denying myself the happiness that Y/N brought into my life.

“My mom just texted me that I have to feed Georgie,” Y/N said as we pulled up in front of her house. “So do you want to run upstairs and grab my CD player while I do that?”

“Perfect,” I answered. The car shuddered to a stop.

I followed Y/N inside and kicked my shoes off by the door before running upstairs. Her CD player was sitting on top of her dresser, next to a stack of CDs. It took a bit of work for me to get all the cords and everything wrapped up in my arms, but I eventually managed to get all the essential parts downstairs to where Y/N was waiting.

“Oh geez, Ty,” Y/N said, rushing to my side as I reached the bottom of the stairs. “I didn’t expect you to get it all in one go.”

It was a relief when she took some of the stuff from me so that it was no longer digging into my arms. Together, we carried it over to the counter and set it down.

“We’re going to need an extension cord if we want to play it outside,” she sighed.

“Do you have one?”

“Yes, it’s just in the garage. I’ll go grab it real quick.”

Y/N disappeared through the door in the kitchen, leaving me alone with her cat. Georgie turned to look at me for a moment before returning to loudly crunching his food. I turned and leaned against the counter while I waited for Y/N to come back.

“Got it!” she announced proudly, kicking the garage door closed behind her. “But before we get that set up, I want to see what CD you got for me.”

I grabbed the bag that held the CD I had picked out for her, made obvious by the folds on the bag from where she had repeatedly bent it during our car ride home. She grabbed the other one.

“You first? Or me?” she asked.

“It’s up to you.”

“Um, then I want to open mine first.”

“Here you go,” I smiled, handing her the bag in my hands.

She chewed on her bottom lip for a moment before opening the bag. Her eyebrows furrowed a little as she pulled the CD out and looked it over.

“Paramore?” she asked.

“Yeah. Josh and I had the chance to meet them and go to one of their shows when we were on tour. They have really good music that I think you’ll really like. Plus, there may or may not be a love song on there”

She smiled up at me. “I love it, Ty. I can’t wait to give it a listen.”

“I’m glad.”

“I really hope you like what I picked out,” she said as she passed me the bag from the counter.

“Death Cab for Cutie? No way,” I grinned as I looked over the CD. “Is this new?”

“Yeah, they released it when you were on tour. Since you hadn’t played it in the car at all, I thought you might have missed it because you were so busy.”

“I totally did. Man, Y/N, this is great.”

“You like it?”

“Of course I do.”

I set the CD down on the counter and pulled her into a hug.

“Should we try and get the CD player set up now?” she mumbled into my shoulder.

“Yeah, let’s do it.”

Y/N and I spent the next five minutes figuring out how to set up the CD player so that we would be able to hear music while sitting on the porch, all while trying to decide which one we even wanted to listen to first. We eventually settled on Paramore, since it was an album that both of us were less familiar with.

“Ok, hitting play now,” Y/N announced.

Quiet music began to play through the speaker. Y/N turned to me with a cheesy smile, pleased that we had been able to actually get it to work. After adjusting the volume to an acceptable level, she joined me on the edge of the porch. My arm was around her before she had even gotten comfortable.

“Now what?” she asked.

“We sit and listen.”

And that’s exactly what we did. Aside from the occasional comment between songs or a bit of conversation here and there, we sat and quietly listened to the music, enjoying one another’s company and waiting for the sun to set.

As soon as The Only Exception started playing, a new idea popped into my head. I stood up and held a hand out to Y/N, but she simply looked at me with furrowed eyebrows.

“What are you doing?”

“We’re dancing.”

Y/N immediately began to smile as she placed her hand in mine. I helped her stand up from the porch and led her out into the middle of the grass. She giggled quietly as I pulled her close and placed my hands on her hips.

“You’re gorgeous, did you know that?” I asked quietly.

“I may have been told once or twice.”

She was, with her eyes shining in the sunlight and that familiar goofy smile on her lips. It was hard to believe that there was ever a time that I had almost let her go.

“Was this an ok first date?”

“Ty, it was perfect. I couldn’t have asked for a better day.”

“And it isn’t over yet,” I smiled.

“Do you have more planned?”

“Just more dancing. And maybe some snacks.”

Y/N laughed. “I like dancing and snacks.”

“I know you do.”

I leaned down and kissed her.

“I love you,” I whispered.

“I love you too.”

“You mean it?”

She smiled. “I mean it.”

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missin’ you | hong joshua

↬ synopsis: long distance relationships aren’t easy, especially when other people are telling you that it’s not a good idea. but taking the chance and leap of faith may just change your life forever.

↬ genre: fluff, a lil angst, long distance, light skinned!reader

↬ requested? yee

song: officially missing you by tamia

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“can you just stay? just hide away here with me and just never leave?”

joshua chuckled and lifted his head from your chest, “we can waste away in this bed for the rest of our lives, tangled up in these expensive sheets and talk nonsense forever. does that sound like a plan?”

“don’t play with me josh,messing with my feelings and shit,” you grumbled rolling over with him so this time you were on him, face buried in the crook of his neck. he smelled good, fresh out of the shower and wearing the cologne you bought him. his arms wrapped around you so tight and warm, you wanted to stay in that position forever.

but you both knew very well that he was going to have to leave. fly all the way across the world just to be joshua the idol instead of joshua your boyfriend, your love, your everything.

you knew when you got together that it wasn’t going to be easy, especially when your career required you to be in your home country which left your time actually being with him so rare.

joshua slid his hands underneath the old t-shirt you were wearing, the exposed light brown skin rising up in goosebumps at the contact with the cool air. he traced patterns to relax you, his eyes watching the way your eyelashes brushed against your cheeks, the curve of your plump lips that were always so kissable and sweet.

joshua was never one to admit how crazy he went every time he had to leave you, how he’d rather spend his last night just soaking in all your features than anything else. but this time in particular, he really meant what he said when he wished to lay with you forever. his world tour was starting soon, leaving him on the road for almost three months. 13 weeks, 92 days,2190 hours, all without you. his baby, his world.

feeling your lips press against his neck took him out of his thoughts. “what are you thinking about love?”

he gripped your sides, inciting a giggle out of you, making you straddle his waist as he sat up. “I was thinking about you and how fine you are.”

snorting, you rested your forearms on his shoulders,”you better have been.”

his jaw dropped and he popped your butt only to make you laugh even from the slight sting.

“hey don’t be getting all big headed on me now, none of that.”

“says the drama queen himself.”

joshua scrunched up his face at you and you mocked his expression before pressing multiple pecks to his lips until he was smiling at you and kissing you back.

“I gonna miss my baby!” he yelled tackling you down to the bed, the springs groaning under the weight.

you accepted his embrace, letting him lay his head in the crook of your neck. you kissed his cheek loudly and continued to rub his back,”im gonna miss you too.”

..

“wow it’s been a minute since we’ve seen joshua around.” your friend nessa noted as she slumped down on your couch.

you kicked off your shoes and huffed,”the tour will be over in a month or so and then he’ll be home, and you can annoy him all you want.”

she laughed,”oh yeah can’t wait for that but like, do y’all still talk every day? or what? you never talk about homeboy.”

you sat beside her, placing your phone on the coffee table.“I mean - we talk when he can? he’s really busy right now so it’s been rough.”

“and you’re okay with that? just only talking when he has time?” she asked in disbelief and you shrugged, not particularly liking where the conversation was going.

“his schedule is way more rigorous than mine and he’s still making an effort so yeah.” you responded lowly, suddenly interested in a lose string on your jeans.

nessa hummed,”alright boo, whatever works for you. I know I couldn’t do it.”

she leaned forward and grabbed the remote, turning on the tv,” so what should we watch?”

“as long as it’s not riverdale again, you decide.”

nessa happily started scrolling for a show but you found yourself looking at your blank phone. you didn’t want to tell her it had been almost a week since you had a full conversation with him and you knew what she would say.

you wanted stay confident in him, that it was just work and that he was still always thinking of you but your doubts were setting in slowly.

after nessa left that night, you were in bed scrolling on your phone. you were sad to see he had been updating on seventeen’s Instagram page but couldn’t even send you a text.

you clicked out of the app and was about to dial his number when his caller id came up for FaceTime. you sat up and turned on your nightstand lamp, letting some light illuminate you before you answered the call.

joshua was laying down on a hotel pillow, one eye open looking at the camera. you couldn’t help but smile just seeing his face, even if you could tell he was exhausted.

“baby,”he cooed and sat up, letting you see his damp hair fall into his eyes and that he wasn’t wearing a shirt to show he had noticeably toned up.

“oh now you want to talk to me,” you tease making him groan,”I’m sorry okay, but on a real note I haven’t even had time to be on my phone, I swear.”

he narrowed his eyes at you, noticing the slight frown on your face.“are you doing okay?”

you didn’t know what to say, you didn’t want to fight or argue, not when your time was so limited and precious. but also you wanted to call him out for basically ignoring you.

“is he even worth it?” the question rang through your mind harshly, making you visibly grimace. joshua made a face at you through the screen, a smile threatening to appear.

“I’ll take this time to ask you just what in the hell that was.”

you giggled shaking your head, snuggling back deeper into your mountain of pillows,”you know those times when you remember something so bad or just cringey you visibly cringe? yeah something like that.”

joshua grinned,”it just be like that sometimes,”

“oh my lord stop saying that! the next time you come back, you’re not hanging out with nessa or alicia for no longer than five minutes.”

“what? they are so funny though! plus they be telling me all this bad shit about you.”

you pressed two fingers to your temple,“hell no, like what?”

“nun’ ya business, just know the next time you fall asleep on me, I have blackmail material.”

“you think you slick? try me josh if you want to.”

joshua smiled proudly,”stop being so sassy, I’m just messin’ with you.”

“aren’t you always? you know one day somebody is gonna ask me why I’m with you cause you always be messin’ around and -“

“and you’re gonna say because he’s my big baby that I love so so much and I cannot see another day without him.” he said in a sing-songy voice making you gag.

“and I’ll be looking like boo boo the fool saying all that.”

“baby,” he whined flapping around on the bed and getting all loud making you laugh,”okay okay chill out over there, the boys are gonna think something’s wrong with you.”

“there is something wrong with me though: my girlfriend refuses to admit how much she actually adores me.”

“oh my gosh joshua I try to tell you every day I love you so much,isn’t that enough?” you say through a smile and he shook his head childishly,”I’m so far away, I need more than that.”

“yeah you are far which means you know if I say it all the time it just loses value and there’s less to give when you come home.”

joshua frowned, leaning his head on his hand. “okay fine but can I hear it just one more time tonight?”

you looked him in the eye, the only boy you’ve ever truly loved and said,”I love you so so much and I miss you a lot.”

“I love you more,” he teased “so much more that I maybe called you tonight only to tell you I talked our manager into letting you come visit me for a while.”

you gasped,“josh you did not!”

“I did, it’s partially why I ghosted you for a week.”

“yeah don’t do that shit anymore.”you said quickly serious and he chuckled,”sorry about that.”

“But I have school and work and the guys and I aren’t really close and-“

“babe, they are dying to meet you, we can work out school and work because I’m sure if you tell them it’s your only chance to see your true love they’ll just have to let you go.”

you giggled,”oh my god that’s the worst excuse but I’ll use that.”

“you better now blow me some kisses before I literally fall asleep.”

you blew him kiss after kiss and he caught every single one, pressing them all to his face. “wow now I can’t wait until the real thing.”

“yeah,”you started, “me neither.”

that question ran through your head again, if he was worthy. if all the waiting and short calls, was it enough? of course it wasn’t enough, you wanted his time all the time but even with the little time you have, he was constantly reminding you that he loved you, he was down for you and cared for you.

so yeah, you missed him but he was worth every second.

[soundofseventeen]

Cinderella (Joshua Hong)

Here is part 1 for the series! I hope you enjoy them! I of course had to start with my favorite fairy tale, because why not? 

Master List

*Fairy Tale*

“So, how is the fair maiden enjoying the evening?” Joshua asked, walking around the castle gardens, step in step with you. You never imagined this when you came tonight, simply just wanting a night to yourself to have fun. The whole evening almost didn’t happen when your Fairy Godmother showed up and performed a little magic, turning you into a princess of your own. Granted, you weren’t a princess, but you sure felt like you could be.

“She is. Is the kind gentleman enjoying the evening as well?” You asked, nudging his arm with your elbow. He let out a shining smile, one you almost didn’t believe was real. Whoever this guy was, he sure was pretty damn charming.

“He is, very much.” He replied, looking around the gardens. “I never imagined tonight would go like this. I thought it would be like every other ball I’ve been to.”

“So you’ve been to multiple?” You looked at him, and he nodded his head.

“Oh yes. They’re all the same though. Fairly boring. Unless some other of my friends are there, then something chaotic is bound to happen. Otherwise, just…” He looked over at you, watching him as he talked. “...They’re never like this.”

“Well, I’m glad I could change your view.” You smiled, looking around the gardens.

“You must have been to several yourself?” He asked, and you started to shake your head, realizing he gestured to your dress.

“Oh… Well, not really. My family doesn’t really do the… Royal… ball thing…” You laughed, thankful that Joshua laughed as well. “Technically I wasn’t even going to come.”

“So why did you?” You thought about your answer for a second, trying to figure out what a usual response would be.

“Well, I thought it would be a fun experience. A nice night off. Plus it’s always interesting to try and see the prince. He’s practically a myth.” You added on, causing Joshua to raise an eyebrow.

“Oh really?” He chuckled, causing you to roll your eyes.

“But alas, that shall have to wait for another day. I have yet to even see the prince here, and at this point it would take a miracle to run into him.” You commented, causing Joshua to blush.

“I think the odds are in your favor with this one.” This time you laughed, turning to look at him.

“And what exactly do you mean by… Is that the time?” You said, spotting the clock tower behind Joshua’s head. He gave you a confused look, looking back at the tower himself.

“Yes? Why, do you have somewhere to be?” He joked as you started to panic.

“Yes, actually. I’m so sorry, but I need to leave.” You started to run back towards the castle, stopping and running back to Joshua, who was frozen confused. “Thank you for tonight. I don’t think I could have had a better time if I actually met the prince. I loved everything.” You said, then turning and running away again. Joshua stood frozen in place, trying to figure out what just happened, before turning and running after you.

*Today*

“Miss Y/N, I can’t figure out this problem.” One of your students said, pointing to a math problem.

“Okay, let’s figure this out…” You said, looking over the work they already did. You offered suggestions, eventually leading to the correct answer. The student thanked you, walking back to their desk. You smiled, continuing to grade some homework. Soon the bell rang, causing small chaos in your room as students packed up their bags to go to their next class.

You leaned back and sighed in your chair, finally hitting your free period. You stretched your arms above your head, not noticing your coworker practically skipping into your room.

“Did you hear?” You opened your eyes, sighing at her.

“Hear what?”

“We have a new teacher.” She said, sitting on your desk.

“Oh? Another one for you to flirt with constantly?” You teased, poking her leg.

“Hey, he will eventually fall for my charms.” She said, pointing at you.

“I still don’t know why you want to go out with him so bad. Minghao has shown literally negative interest in you.” You shook your head, and she rolled her eyes.

“Whatever. New. Teacher. Fresh. Meat.” She said, emphasizing each word.

“You’re gross.” You said, smirking at her and looking back at your papers.

“I’m just saying… You’re single… He might be single… If I can get Hao to date me, we could double date…”

“You know, I have a lot of grading to do.” She rolled her eyes, and you rested your head on your hand. “And I imagine you do too?”

“But it’s all projects…” She whined, and you sighed.

“Hey, you picked to be a science teacher.” She stuck her tongue out and walked out of your classroom, finally leaving you in peace.

You continued to grade assignments, slowly starting to hum. You smiled to yourself, realizing you were humming that song from Cinderella, shaking your head at yourself. You looked up at the door, seeing no one in the hallway, and then at the clock, seeing that there was still about 20 minutes until the next bell rang. You started to outwardly sing as you graded, smiling to yourself.

You looked up as someone knocked at your door, eyes going wide at the guy standing in your doorway, smiling at you.

“Oh, I’m so sorry…” You said, standing up as he walked in. “Uhm… Can I help you with something?”

“Not really, I was just looking for you. I wanted to come introduce myself.” He said, smiling at you. “I’m Joshua, I’m the new English teacher.”

*Fairy Tale*

“So you spent the entire evening with a girl, she suddenly fled a little before midnight, and you couldn’t catch her, only finding her shoe?” Seokmin asked, looking at his friend.

“Yep.” Joshua said simply, looking at the glass slipper in his hand, trying to figure out exactly who his mystery princess was.

“And you have no idea who she was or where she was from?” Jeonghan asked from the other side, looking between Seokmin and Joshua.

“Nope.” Joshua sighed, setting the slipper down and standing up. “I’ve never seen her before in my life. Trust me, I would remember her if I had.”

“Yeah, that seems about right.” Seokmin commented, shaking his head. The three sat in silence for a couple seconds, when Seokmin stood up suddenly. “I have an idea!”

“Please share?” Jeonghan said, staring at Seokmin with wide eyes. Joshua stared at him as well, curious as to where this was going.

“You have her shoe!” Seokmin said, as if that answered all of their questions.

“...Yes, that is true?” Joshua furrowed his eyebrows, still confused.

“You make an announcement that you have the shoe, then ask her to come and try it on! If it fits, it’s her!” Jeonghan and Joshua stared at Seokmin, not fully following his logic.

“Do you realize how many girls in this kingdom would fit in that shoe?” Jeonghan said, half laughing. “Besides, I thought she was a princess.”

“Part of me thinks she wasn’t. I don’t know, there was just something about her that wasn’t… I don’t think she’s a royal…” Joshua said, thinking over Seokmin’s idea.

“Well, that doesn’t solve the fact that multiple girls in the kingdom could have that shoe size.” Jeonghan countered.

“Josh, you remember what she looked like, right?” Joshua nodded his head. “Then it’ll be easy! Once he sees her, he’ll know!”

“Why don’t you just ask your father? Or the Grand Duke? Surely they would be able to help you.”

“Because if she’s not a princess, they won’t approve.” Joshua said, looking at the shoe. “I’m gonna do it.” Seokmin cheered and Jeonghan sighed.

“Okay, well I have to go anyway. Fortunately, I know where my princess is. Good luck buddy.” Jeonghan patted Joshua’s shoulder.

“I still can’t believe you’re making her do all the wedding planning.” Seokmin shook his head, teasing his friend, who gave him a look that showed it worked. “How can you just sit while she does all that work? It’s exhausting enough for two people.”

“Once again, she won’t let me help! She wants to plan the whole thing herself. I’ve thrown thousands of parties, why won’t she let me help with this one!” Jeonghan whined, causing the other two boys to laugh.

“Probably because you keep referring to your wedding as a party.” Joshua laughed, suddenly excited about his new plan.

*Today*

“You’re Joshua?” You said, staring at the slightly (very) attractive man standing in your doorway.

“Yes. Today’s my first day, actually.” He said, walking up to your desk.

“Well, welcome.” You smiled, walking around your desk to shake his hand. “I hope you can feel at home here.”

“Thank you, I hope so too.” He grinned, taking his hand away from yours.

“So you were looking for me, then?” You asked, and he nodded.

“Yes, the secretary at the front desk said you were one of the best teachers here. I thought you could maybe give me some tips. I’ve never actually taught before…” He admitted, and you couldn’t help but smile.

“Of course! I’d be happy to help you. We can meet up for lunch if you’d like. I’ll try to get one of the other teachers to come too. He’s the art teacher here, and he’s been here forever.”

“That would be amazing, thank you.” He looked at the clock, sighing. “Well, I shall continue my rounds of introducing myself. I’ll see you in an hour then.” You waved as he walked out of your classroom, then stopped in the doorway.

“Yes?” You asked, already humored by him.

“It’s just… Have we met before?” He asked, and you looked at him.

“Uhm… I don’t believe so?” You laughed, and he looked at you a second more, then shrugged.

“My mistake. I’ll see you at lunch.” He smiled, officially leaving the room. You tilted your own head, now wondering if you did know him from somewhere. The ringing bell brought you back to reality as students entered your room.

*Fairy Tale*

“How was the ball girls?” You asked your step sisters, pretending to clean some dishes. You managed to make it home just before them, thankful that your dress had turned back to its original shape. Despite your breathing from running, you had no signs that you left the house. Well, aside from the glass slipper you still had.

“Awful.” One of your step sisters said, pouting as she fell into a chair.

“We barely even got to see the prince, let alone get him to fall in love with us.”

“I’m sorry to hear that.” You said, thinking instead about the kind gentleman you met rather than listening to them.

“We only saw him at the very beginning, and then at the end.”

“It was crazy, it was almost like he was chasing after someone at the end of the ball.”

“What?” You asked, that part striking something in your brain.

“Yeah, he was chasing some princess just before midnight. She must have turned him down or something. What a pity.” Your step sister continued to pout.

“He did?” You looked at them, both giving you confused looks. “I’m just… I’m curious. You know, since I missed the whole thing.” You gave a half explanation, which seemed to satisfy them.

“Yes. We didn’t even really see her though. Whoever she was, she managed to worm her way into his heart rather quickly.”

“Gorgeous dress though.” One sighed, daydreaming.

“Oh my gosh…” You said, connecting pieces.

“Apparently he found one of her shoes. Can’t be that rich of a princess if she can’t even afford shoes that fit.”

“Excuse me.” You said, standing up to leave the room. You heard your step sisters start to whisper about you, but you couldn’t be minded with that.

You just spent the night swooning the prince.

*Today*

“So, Joshua,” Minghao started, looking at your new coworker. “Where did you teach before this?”

“Oh, I actually didn’t. I graduated a while ago, but I hadn’t been able to find a job anywhere. I was actually shocked when they offered me this one.” He laughed, looking between you and Minghao.

“Interesting. We’ve been looking for an English teacher for a while. I wonder how you never found this before.” Joshua shrugged.

“Who knows. I got a call this morning asking if I could come in and they just… offered me the job.”

“Well, I’m sure you’ll do wonderful.” You said, smiling at him. You two made eye contact a little too long, causing you to clear your throat and turn to Minghao. “So, Hao, how’s your dog?” To your surprise, Minghao sighed.

“She ran away this morning. I let her out to get some fresh air, and normally she stays in the yard, but when I went to bring her in before coming to work, she wasn’t there. I was late this morning because I was looking for her. I have no idea where she went.” Minghao said, causing you to pat him on the back.

“I’ll keep an eye out for her.” You said, earning a small smile from Minghao.

“What kind of dog is she?” Joshua asked, and Minghao sat up a little more. “You know, in case I see her, maybe I can help too.”

“She’s a dalmation. She had a blue collar, but her last tag broke off, so there’s just a blank one on there right now. Responds to Perdita.”

“Hopefully we can find her soon.” Joshua said, and Minghao nodded. He looked at his watch, standing up.

“Oh, I have to go. Our crazy coworker is about to go on lunch, and I don’t think I can handle her today.” Minghao said, giving you a slightly apologetic look. As he left, waving goodbye, Joshua turned to you.

“Crazy coworker?” You chuckled to yourself, waving him off.

“One of the science teachers has a huge crush on him. She’s convinced they’re meant to be.”

“Oh, okay.” Joshua said, slightly amused.

“Yeah, so if she asks, you’ve been in a relationship for years. Otherwise you’ll be her next target.” You teased, and Joshua officially let out a laugh.

“So what about you?”

“What about me?”

“Are you in a relationship for years?” He asked, and you immediately saw where this was going.

“No, not really. But I’m not really looking. I also have a thing about… coworker dating.” Joshua just let out a laugh, nodding his head.

“Good to know.” He looked at your for a second, then looked at his phone. “I, have a meeting with the principal. Thank you for lunch.” He smiled, getting up to leave the room.

*Fairy Tale*

“Sir!” One of the guards ran up to Joshua and Jeonghan, stopping them in their tracks.

“Is something the matter?” Joshua asked, confused by the urgency of his guard. The kingdom was at peace right now. The guard took a second to catch his breath, then stood up to face Joshua directly, a smile on his face.

“We found her.” Joshua was confused for a second, then the gears started running in his head.

“What?” Joshua said, feeling excitement growing.

“The girl with the slipper. She has come forward.” Joshua looked to Jeonghan, who just grinned at his friend.

“What are you staring at me for?” Jeonghan said, pushing Joshua’s shoulders. “Go!” He laughed, Joshua immediately running down the hall, the guard following behind him.

The carriage ride to her house couldn’t have been more than a half hour, but to Joshua it felt like a million years. He had never been this nervous, and he had been to war. His heart began to race as the carriage started to slow down, his hands shaking in his lap. What if you didn’t want to see him? What if this feeling was entirely one-sided? What if it was just the magic of that evening that created this feeling?

He still exited the carriage, smiling at the cottage in the woods. He knew you weren’t a princess. He was starting to think of a way to convince his father and the grand duke, but then stopping himself before his mind went too far. He couldn’t let himself plan too far ahead until it was certain you wanted to be with him too.

One of his guards knocked on the door, and Joshua couldn’t help but hear faint singing from an open window above him. Was that the voice of his love? His attention was brought back down as a door opened, revealing an older, strict looking woman. After a brief discussion, he was brought into the house, and led into a living room, where two girls were sitting.

Neither of which were you.

“Hello Prince Joshua.” One of them stood, approaching him.

“Hello.” He greeted, slightly deflated.

“I believe you have my slipper?” She grinned, and Joshua shook his head.

“You’re not her.” He said, looking at her. “I’m sorry, but you’re not the girl from that night.” The other girl stood up, walking towards him.

“Of course she’s not. It’s because I am.” Joshua looked to her and let out a sigh.

“No, you’re not either.”

“But I have this?” She said, pulling out an identical glass slipper. Joshua’s eyes widened, causing the girl to grin.

“Where did you get this?” He asked, looking at her.

“It’s mine.” She said simply. The gears were running inside Joshua’s head, looking around the cottage.

“Are there any other maidens in this house?” He asked their mother, who had a panicked look.

“No, nope. Just us.”

“What about staff? Surely with a house this size you must have someone on staff.”

“Nope. It’s just us three.” She smiled a slightly creepy smile, which caused a guard to adjust his stance between Joshua and the woman.

“I heard singing before. It sounded as though it was coming from upstairs.”

“One of my daughters must have left a music box open. They were so excited for you to be here, it must have distracted them.” Joshua looked at her for a second.

“Well, thank you. I’m sorry this wasn’t more successful.” He said, about to leave.

“Wait, your highness.” His guard stopped him. Joshua turned to him, and the guard simply put a finger to his lips. “Listen.” Joshua gave him a look, but stood silent. There was that voice again, singing a different song. Joshua felt his heart grow again, turning to the woman, who had a terrified look on her face as she looked up the stairs.

“If you wouldn’t mind investigating the voice.” He turned to the guard, who nodded and walked up the stairs. “We wouldn’t want the music box to be overworked, would we?” He asked the woman, who just stared back at him. “I’ll be outside.”

He stood outside the cottage, trying not to get his hopes up too high. Sure, the other slipper was here, but the voice could be coming from someone completely different. His heart began to pound again as he heard the door open, a little scared to turn around. He took a deep breath, forcing his feet to move as he turned to face you, a smile on his face as he saw you standing on the steps.

His princess.

“It’s you.” He breathed, and you made a small smile.

“Looks like you’ve found me.” You said, staying on your step. You were slightly embarrassed, standing in front of the prince of your kingdom in a torn dress with cinders on it. Joshua stared at you for several seconds, eventually coming back to reality and letting out a little laugh.

“I uh, I believe this belongs to you.” He said, holding out the slipper to you.

“Thank you.” You said as he walked towards you.

“It must be quite a story you have.” He looked at you, and you nodded.

“It’s… a long story.” You teased as Joshua gestured for you to sit down. Once you did, he picked up your foot, looking you in the eye.

“I look forward to hearing it.” He smiled, placing the shoe on your foot.

*Today*

You were packing up your bag, smiling at the end of another successful day of teaching. As you looked through your planner for the next day, there was a knock at your door, causing you to look up. Joshua stood in your doorway, a bag on his shoulder.

“I’m heading out. Is Minghao still here?”

“No, he left after last period to look for his dog.” You smiled, and he nodded.

“Okay. Well, I just wanted to say thank you again for today. I think I will get along well here.” He smiled.

“Anytime. Drive safely.” You waved as he left, sighing to yourself. You continued to read the plans for tomorrow, setting the planner down and picking up your bag. As you took a couple steps, adjusting one of the desks in your classroom, a warm breath of air flew past you. You looked to the windows, all of which were closed. You looked around confused for a second, then collapsed on the ground.

Slowly your eyes opened, looking around. You looked around the classroom, trying to figure out what was going on. You had vague memories filling your head, somehow from two different places. You stood up, looking around, trying to figure out how you got here. You could feel yourself starting to panic when you heard a voice from in the hall. You couldn’t quite figure out what they were saying until they were outside your door.

“Y/N.” You turned around, seeing Joshua standing in the doorway. You both stared at each other for a second, before you both broke and ran to each other, arms going around each other. “Thank god you’re okay.” He breathed, holding you close to him.

“Where are we? What happened?” You asked, looking around as your hugged Joshua.

“I don’t know. The last thing I remember, we were planning the wedding. Then I woke up in that parking lot. Are you hurt?” He asked, pulling back and looking you over a bit.

“Your highness, I’m fine.” You smiled, and he let out a sigh.

“Didn’t I say you can call me Joshua now?” He chuckled, holding your face in his hands.

“Is anyone else here?” You asked, looking around. He looked back at the door.

“Might as well find out.” He said, leaning forward to give you a soft kiss, then taking your hand and leading you out of the classroom.

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You have a lame-ass boyfriend (Shawn Mendes Series part Two)

You have a lame-ass boyfriend and (Shawn Mendes Series part Two) Description: Shawn contemplates telling you how he feels. Part two of the three-part series! it’s a little bit angsty  Word count: 4.5k

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 You’re helping your mother clean up the kitchen when there’s a knock on the door. Your family was having a gathering for your uncles birthday this afternoon, and since your mom had the biggest house, your family was always chosen for the hosts. Mom never minded, she loved decorating and entertaining. The open floor plan of your house made it easy for everyone to mix and mingle.

 It wasn’t supposed to start for hours though, so as you make your way through the house you try to think about who’d be showing up in the middle of the day. When you open the door, Shawn is standing there. He’s wearing sweatpants with a T-shirt, but his hair is wet, so it appears more curly than normal. You two hadn’t spoken since the day after the wedding. He’d driven you home, and you two had sung at the top of your lungs for all eight hours.

“Oh hey, I didn’t know you were stopping by.” You smile and step aside so he can come inside.

 “Me either, but your mom-“

“Shawn! Oh good, I’m glad you were able to come. I need help hanging these decorations, and I can’t get up on the ladder.” Your mom enters the room, talking loudly and holding up some multicolored pom-pom decorations that are all strung together.

 “Mom, I could’ve done that. You didn’t have to bother Shawn.” You roll your eyes and follow them both into the kitchen.

 “Well, if Shawn has something else to do, then he can leave but seeing him at the wedding made me realize I miss having him around. Now, here, I want these all the way around the dining room.” She shoves the mess into your hands and points to the ladder that’s already been set up in the corner, then she disappears back into the kitchen.

 Shawn was more than happy to be here to help you and your mom. He missed coming over just to hang out more than he’d admitted to you. He always brushed it off for your sake, because if you knew that he was actually disappointed, you’d try to do everything to make it up to him.

 He could tell that something happened at the wedding, whether it was the way your gaze lingered on him a little bit longer than normal, or the way you completely melted into him while the two of you were dancing, something felt different. It felt… Better.

 Shawn didn’t want to be the first one to say something. Mostly because of the Josh situation and he always wanted to respect the boundaries of a relationship even if he didn’t like the guy. He wasn’t sure how much longer he’d be able to hold it all in though.

 Especially during moments like this. You’re dancing around to some radio that you asked your Alexa to play while also holding the end of the garland so you can hold it up to him when he needs to stick more to the wall. You don’t realize that you’ve been spinning around until most of it is wrapped around your whole body, and you can’t move anymore. Shawn thinks its probably the cutest thing he’s ever seen.

 So he climbs down from the top of the ladder, and first, he pauses in front of you to laugh. Your hair has fallen into your face, but Shawn is quick to tuck it behind your ear. You’re both still giggling, and it turns into belly laughs as he takes the end and instructs you to spin in the opposite direction. Everything gets tangled at one point, and instead of being worried about possibly having to throw it all away, you’re still both having the time of your lives.

 You admit to yourself that you missed this too. It felt like you always had fun around Shawn, no matter what you were doing together. You’d recently noticed that your heart beats just a little bit faster when he was around, but you wanted it to be because you missed him and hadn’t had the chance to hang out. It had to be that. You told yourself it was because otherwise, what were you still doing with Josh?

 Shawn calls out to the Alexa to turn up the music, and your mom is amazed that even your laughs drown out the noise once the volume is up. She missed both of you hanging out also, maybe more than the two of you did. She’s not surprised that neither of you hears the doorbell ring, and when she passes the dining room, she’s also not surprised to see only a small section of the garland hung up.

 When she opens the door, Josh is standing on the other side.

 “Hey, Mrs. Y/L/N, is Y/N here?”

 Your mom almost tells him no. She thinks she can get away with it until she hears your scream echo throughout the house. So she lets him enter and tells Josh that you’re helping decorate for a party they have tonight.

 You’d convinced Shawn to let you hang a few sections of the garland, but as you were coming back down the ladder, you’d missed a step and almost fallen to the ground. Thanks to Shawn, you’d fallen into his arms instead. It felt like everything had stopped the moment you opened your eyes to see him just above you, holding you with a soft smile. His breath comes in waves over your face, and you’re so close together. You feel like maybe you should’ve tried to stand up by now, but you can’t. You didn’t know if you wanted to.

 He’s about to make a comment about having to rescue you yet again when he hears someone else clear their throat. Both of you jump, standing up straight and turning your heads to the doorway. Josh is leaning against the wall. Your heart is in your ears, and you feel a little out of breath.

 “Oh, hey, Josh.” You feel like you were caught doing something wrong, even though Shawn had only stopped you from breaking a bone. You walk over to him, and Josh pulls you into a hug.

 “I didn’t think we had plans, what are you doing here?” You try to speak softly, not wanting Shawn to hear or to come across as rude. It was very unusual for Josh to just show up out of the blue.

 Shawn was well aware of this. Josh barely showed up on time when you two had plans, much less when you didn’t. Shawn also knew that his Jeep was easy to spot. Therefore Josh knew before he came inside that Shawn was here. It only makes anger brew in his chest, but he tries to ignore it.

 “Just thought we could hang out for a bit. I know you guys are having a party, so I promise to bring you back before then. I missed my girl, and I need to make it up to you for missing the wedding.” Josh smiles, and his eyes flash up to Shawn.

 “Thanks, by the way, for stepping in for me.”

 All Shawn can do is a nod and lift one corner of his mouth in a half-smile. The other option would’ve been to knock his teeth out. You feel like you’re caught in the middle. You haven’t gotten to spend time with Shawn in a couple of weeks, and now that you’re finally able, Josh wants to take you out. On the other hand, Josh was right. He did need to make it up to you, and you two hadn’t really spent time together all that much lately.

 “I don’t know, I was helping Shawn set this up and my mom kind of roped him into it so I-“

 “Y/N, don’t be silly. Go ahead. I don’t mind. It shouldn’t take me long to finish anyway.” Shawn speaks up, and you turn away from Josh to look at him. You try to look into his eyes to make sure he's honest, but he just nods at you like he’s reassuring you.

 “Are you sure?” You ask. Shawn doesn’t know if he’s supposed to see the plea in your eyes to tell you to stay, but he ignores it. He can’t cause problems in your relationship, and if he keeps you from going, Josh would only be mad at you.

 “One hundred percent.” Without another word, Shawn scoots the ladder over a couple of feet and turns his back to both of you as he continues working. If he’d showed his face any longer, you would’ve been able to tell that he was angry. Maybe hurt, it was hard to know at this point. You turn back to Josh.

 “I’m going to change clothes, and then we can go.”

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 Despite being worried about Shawn when you first left, once you got out of your neighborhood, you were already feeling better. Josh’s hand was resting against your thigh, and you were singing along to some of his favorite songs. It felt nice and normal for once. Being around Shawn made you question your relationship with Josh, and you felt stupid that you ever let the thought of leaving him to enter your mind. Josh was great. Or at least, he gave you the attention you wanted most of the time, and he wasn’t a complete asshole.

 You remember the first time you met Josh. It felt like the kind of thing that only happens in movies, you’d accidentally dropped all of your stuff right outside of a local coffee shop, and he’d been nearby, so he offered to help you. After that, despite already having a coffee, he invited you inside to get a drink together.

 You two had sat in that place for hours and only left when you were told they were closing. After that, it had been a go with the flow kind of relationship, and you hadn’t really expected anything super commital because Josh never seemed like that type. One day he asked you to be his girlfriend officially, and you’d been together since.

 After the two of you pick a place to eat, you settle into a booth on opposite sides because Josh hates those kinds of couples that sit together. You had always wanted to try it, but you didn’t want to bring it up. He’d brush you off most likely.

 It’s not until after the bill is paid and you’re back in the truck that things go wrong.

 “The party is starting soon. How about you join me? Some of my family members you’ve never met will be there, and I’m sure they’d love to see you.” You’d expected Josh to just blow you off and say he had something else to do, but instead, he blew up.

 “I’ve been waiting for it all fucking day. What is it with you and trying to get me to come to family events? I think I’ve made it pretty clear that that’s not something I’m interested in. Come on, Y/N, think about it.” Josh scoffs and shakes his head. So you do think about it, and you don’t say anything else. The car falls silent after his yelling ceases.

 He’s right. He’d found excuses out of almost every single family function you’d invited him to, except for the time it was your birthday dinner and you lied about how many people would be there just so he’d come. Josh was pissed from the moment you two walked through the door to see almost every single member of your extended family sitting at multiple tables that were pushed together.

 Since then, he’d finessed his way out of big things in your life. The most recent being your sister's wedding, and now this.

 “I guess I thought you’d suck it up considering my family is one of the most important parts of me.” Your voice is quiet, and you hate that you feel like you need to hide from him. Even if you wanted to, the truck was too small for you to go anywhere, unless you wanted to walk home.

 “You thought wrong. I’m not going to the party with you. Especially if Shawn is going to be there.”

 Your eyes immediately snap from your fiddling hands to him. Shawn was always the one thing that was hands-off for any relationship you’d ever been in, no matter what.

 “Don’t bring him into this when he didn’t do anything. This wasn’t about him.” You huff, ready to give him as much attitude as he was giving you.

 “Isn’t it though? You actually asked him for permission to hang out with your boyfriend. What the hell was that? If he had said no, I bet you would’ve stayed. When I walked in, it looked like you two were seconds away from kissing. You’re so desperate for attention all the time that I bet you would’ve cheated on me.” Josh yells again, and you shake your head.

 “Stop. That’s ridiculous, I haven’t done anything to make you think I’ve been unfaithful. I fell off the ladder earlier, and he caught me, but I don’t have to explain anything to you. Shawn is my best friend, and if we’re going to argue about him, then this isn’t going to work. You know he’s not a problem here, so stop yelling at me.” You point your index finger at him, trying to be threatening but there’s not much you could do.

 “You’re right. Shawn isn’t the problem. You are. You expect me to do too much. I wanted something fun and lighthearted, but you want me to meet your family and get along with your best friend, and it’s all too much. I thought I could put up with it, but it’s like every single time I think it’ll work, you ask me to do something else.” He’s still angry, but his volume has lowered a little bit.

 You’re shocked, but you guess maybe he’s right. Maybe six months was a little fast for him to meet every single member of your family. You’d never really told anyone you loved them like you did with Josh, so you weren’t sure what kind of timeline came with these things.

 “I think that’s your cue to go. I have somewhere I need to be.” Josh presses a button on his side of the door, and you hear all of the locks click open. You couldn’t believe this was happening. You’d been so stupid.

 Instead of saying anything else, you push open the door and slide out of the truck. You know where you are, and how to get home, but it’ll take a little while longer than expected. It gives you plenty of time to think on the way there.

 At first, you were angry. You kicked at the rocks that came into your path and silently cursed at every person that passed you, whether they said something to you or not. Josh was a jerk, a class-A douche bag, so why hadn’t you seen it earlier?

 Then, you were sad. It hit you out of nowhere, a panic bubbled up into your chest, and you wondered if you would ever find someone that tolerates you. For a split second, you think maybe you should turn around and apologize to Josh and tell him that you’re okay with something fun and lighthearted, but then you can hear the roar of his truck engine as it sped away just after your feet hit the ground.

 You’ve worked yourself into a frenzy by the time you step onto your street. Your heart is racing, and your feet can’t move fast enough. You just wanted to wallow in yourself for days, not having to see or talk to anyone.

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 Shawn had somehow been roped into coming to the party. After he’d finished hanging the garland and a few other things that your mom asked, she made him a cup of tea and tried to nonchalantly ask if he had any plans for the evening. When she never got a real answer, she told him to go home, change, and come back. The whole family knew him anyway, so why not? Plus, you’d be back eventually. You’d never miss an event like this. Your life was so family-oriented that it made Shawn jealous sometimes.

 That’s why it didn’t make any sense that even half an hour after the party started, you hadn’t shown up yet. He was only mildly worried though, maybe you were on your way back by now. The only reason Shawn felt comfortable staying without you was that he figured Josh would bail and not want to come. If he did show up with you, Shawn planned to exit out of the back door and pretend he was never there. Things already seemed tense between you and Josh, and he wasn’t going to make it any worse.

 It left Shawn to your family members that didn’t behave very well when you weren’t around. He’d been asked, “Where’s your girl?” more times than he could count. Your mother was good at helping him get across that you two were not together, but they could only do so much. It was like all of the feelings he’d been pushing aside were hitting him in the face.

 He wasn’t going to be able to avoid them forever, and he knew that. It had been somewhat easy until now. Until he was surrounded by your family members that seemed to all be rooting for him, and then it’s not so easy.

 Shawn separated himself from the party for a little bit, leaning against the back wall so he could think. If he let you know how he felt while you were still dating Josh, you’d feel stuck and like you have to choose one of them. He never wanted you to feel that way, as your best friend, he always made sure that guys you were in relationships with weren’t threatened by him. Except for Josh, he guesses, he hadn’t done very well at hiding his distaste for the guy when he was around him.

 He was still trying to figure out how exactly he’d tell you that he’d been in love with you for months now when he heard the quiet squeak of your back door opening. Shawn was the only one standing near the hallway that leads to the stairs, so he poked his head around the corner just in time to see you dart up the stairs.

 You hadn’t noticed Shawn’s jeep still parked in the driveway. You were so upset you could barely see straight, much less care about who’d been in your house. You knew there was a party going on and you wanted so desperately to enjoy it, but Josh made sure that wasn’t going to happen.

 Despite the questionable path your relationship was taking recently, you were completely blindsided by the breakup. You’d thought it was a rough patch and that everyone goes through them in relationships, so why did yours have to end?

 You trip on the last stair, but instead of getting up and locking yourself in your room, you curl into a ball right there. All hopes of waiting until the safety of your room to lose it flew out the window.

 That’s where Shawn finds you. After surveying the room of your family members, he decides that no one will miss him as he slips down the hall. He can hear you gasping for air from the bottom of the stairs and immediately worry overtakes his whole body.

 “Y/N? Are you hurt?” Shawn scrambles up the stairs after you. Your face is to the floor as you sob, but it quickly registers with Shawn what might’ve happened.

 “Come on, let’s get you to your room, sweetheart.” Shawn pulls you to your feet by your waist, but he supports almost all of your weight as you stumble down the hall.

 As soon as Shawn opens the door, you release your grip from his shirt. When he pulls the door shut, he hears multiple things clattering and then thump to the floor. Shawn turns around to see you picking up various things off of your dressers and throwing them into a pile, but with your frantic and shaky hands, you knock down a lot of other stuff as well.

 “Hey, hey, Y/N, that stuff can be done later. How about you lay down?” Shawn tries to reach for you, but you swat his hands away.

 “No, Shawn! It can’t be! I have to get rid of everything he ever got me. I hate him, I hate myself. It all has to go.” You cry, pushing him away and moving to your closet.

 “I wore this on the first date,” You pull out a striped shirt that Shawn knows is one of your favorites and add it to the pile. “This one I wore when he first kissed me.”

 Another shirt. Then you pull a dress off the hanger.

 “This was from the first time we ever had-“

 Shawn quickly pulls the fabric out of your hand, stopping your words. He didn’t want to know, nor did he want you to throw out your whole closet.

 “Listen, if you get rid of everything he ever touched, all of it would be gone. I know it hurts, but you don’t need to throw your clothes away. It’s going to be okay.”

 “Shawn! Stop it! Leave if you’re going to tell me what to do. I’m miserable, I don’t need you bossing me around. Can you believe it? I was the one that hated our relationship, and he’s the one that ended things as if none of it were his fault. God, why? Why do I still care?” You sniffle, nose running from all of the tears and your face is all red and blotchy.

 His heart aches to see you like this. It wasn’t a side of you that he’d ever seen considering you hadn’t ever really had a serious boyfriend before. Sure, there were boyfriends, but Josh was the only one that ever made it to the “I love you” stage. Shawn wasn’t sure why Josh had been the one, you’d previously talked to a guy named Gabe that he actually was going to give a chance until you climbed into his window at 6 am to tell him that you’d ended things.

 Just as you’re about to reach up and start pulling on your hair, Shawn’s arms catch yours and pull you into his chest. He holds you tight, so you can’t move. Your lungs are on fire, and it feels like every breath is a chore.

 “Sit with me, come on.” He backs up until his knees hit your bed, and then he brings you down with him. You two move around each other to get comfortable but finally settle with Shawns back against the wall, and you curled into his side.

 You try to slow your rapid breathing, and Shawn gently coaxes you to calm down. It feels nice to be held. You don’t know what you’d do without Shawn. Actually, you have a pretty good idea of what your room would look like if he hadn’t been here… ripped to shreds with almost every clothing item you owned in a box labeled “burn.”

 But he is here because he’s your best friend. You’ve comforted him through multiple breakups, and now he’s just returning the favor. You don’t understand how he seemed to handle heartbreak so well. When it was him, you two just watched a couple movies and ate some junk food and he seemed fine the next day.

 You, on the other hand, felt like you’d been lied to for the last six months. You didn’t want to feel this way, because Josh never really treated you the way he was supposed to. You couldn’t figure out why it still hurt.

 “Do you want to talk about it?” Shawn asks gently. His hand is slowly combing through your hair, and even though they get stuck in a couple of knots, he continues to softly massage your scalp.

 “I don’t know. I’m panicking.” You whisper, feeling silly that you haven’t been able to stop your tears from streaming down your face.

 “About what? You know I’d never ridicule you for anything you say to me.” Shawn takes his other hand and reaches for yours, threading your fingers together and giving you a squeeze. You’re silent for another moment. Every part of Shawn hurts for you.

 “I know now that being with me isn’t what Josh wanted because he didn’t like everything that I included. I have a big family that’s important to me, I like going to events and parties with them, but I hate going alone. What happens if I don’t ever find someone that will do those things with me? Why do I feel like I’ve lost every ounce of hope I had for finding someone that’s meant for me? It’s dramatic, I know, but I can’t shake the thought that everyone after him is going to be the same way.” You start to sniffle, and then you’re sobbing again. You’ve lost the little bit of control that you had gained in the last minute.

 This is where Shawn could’ve stopped your body from shuddering and shaking in his arms. Maybe he could’ve done it with a kiss, or perhaps he could’ve told you that he’s right there ready to do all of those things with you, but he doesn’t. He sure does think about it, and every inch of his body just wants to make you feel better.

 Now isn’t the time though. It would be selfish to insert himself into the situation when you’re already so emotional, and he doesn’t want it to seem like a rebound type thing. So instead, he leans down to kiss your forehead.

 “Honey, there are a lot of guys out there like Josh, and I won’t even lie about it. But you know what? There are a lot of good guys out there too. When you’re ready, you’ll find someone. Feeling hopeless is just part of the breakup cycle, but we’ll get through it. I’ll be here for you, no matter what.” You can’t help but think that Shawns voice is a sweet and smooth as the pet name he calls you. It’s one of the most relaxing things you think you could hear at the moment like this.

 You suddenly get sleepy. Your body is exhausted from all of the emotional turmoil, and you can’t think about anything but Shawns embrace as you drift to sleep. Shawn was right, he will always come to your rescue.

 Shawn watches you sleep for a while. His mind is racing, much like yours but for different reasons. He knows that you won’t be ready to hear what he has to say for a while, but he feels selfish to admit to himself that that hurts. Shawn doesn’t want to wait, he wants to tell you how he feels so maybe he could take your pain away faster.

 He leans his head back against the wall, and that’s when he feels a few stray tears run down his cheeks. Shawn takes a deep breath and reminds himself that now more than ever, he has to pull himself together and help you through this.

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Summertime Sadness - Ch.16

Word Count: 1194

Warnings: Angst and Language (i think?)

Author’s note: Enjoy! 

Song suggestion: Stars by Fun. 

“I’m surprised you haven’t seen Josh yet, it’s been almost two weeks!” Bri said while you were busy making lunch for the both of you. It consisted of apple slices, peanut butter, and turkey sandwiches. You were surprised that you hadn’t spotted Josh anywhere, even though you didn’t go that many places since you were grounded. You went to work, Mariah’s occasionally, and that’s about it.

“I’m glad, I don’t know what I would do if I saw him,” you handed Bri the sandwich you had made for her.

“Thank you! You excited for the state fair tonight?”

You groaned, “Do I have to take you?”

“Yes! Mom and Dad said that one of your chores was to chaperone me and my friends!”

“You guys are fourteen, you don’t need chaperones.”

“Apparently we do, and it’s fine! Just drop us off and go do your own thing!” she said, taking bites of her sandwich. “Johnny's sandwiches are better than yours, yours are too dry.”

“Of course they are,” you chuckled, taking the seat next to Bri eating your lunch too. Jonny walked downstairs and joined you two.

“Did you make me one?” he asked, and you shot him a look.

“You wouldn’t want one, they’re bad,” Bri giggled. You gave her a light punch to her shoulder.

“Are you coming to the fair?” you asked your older brother.

He shook his head, “Hell no, I hated taking you two when you were little!”

“Whatever,” you rolled your eyes while you finished your lunch. You headed back up to your room to work on more of your poetry. You had been in a groove lately of getting short poems written out, and it was helping with your mental health a lot.

Hours passed while you sat next to your window, listening to the album Some Night’s by Fun. and writing poetry, and before you knew it, it was time to get going to the fair.

You put on a pair of your favorite denim shorts and a flowy black tank top. You brushed your purple hair and straightened your bangs. You applied a little bit of makeup, just in case there was any cute guys there.

You and Mariah had been talking about trying to find a rebound before the summer ends to just help you officially get over Josh, even though you don’t think you could ever fully get over him.

“You ready to go?” you called into your little sister's room. She was wearing a black flowy skirt and a red tank with it. “You look pretty.”

“Thanks! So do you, and yeah I’m ready!” You both headed to the car, and drove an hour or so to the fairgrounds in Columbus. It was a sunny day, and it was about a nice 74 degrees since it was around 7 at night. The sun was just starting to set and the blue sky had the smallest hint of pink to it.

“There are my friends!” Bri pointed out to the group of fourteen-year-olds waiting by the entrance. You only recognized a couple of them.

“Have fun! Meet me back here around 10!” you called out after her. You parked your car and decided if you wanted to check out the fair. You came to the conclusion that you were going to head in because one, you didn’t eat dinner, and two, a corn dog sounded really good.

Once you stepped foot into the fairgrounds, the smells and sounds brought back childhood memories to you. They came rushing back. The smell of cotton candy and fried food, and the sound of the rides and children screaming. You used to have so much fun with Johnny and Bri when you were little. Especially that one time Johnny had invited his crush and ended up puking all over her. You never let him forget that.

You found a food cart that was selling corn dogs and hot dogs, so you ordered one corn dog and a blue raspberry Icee. You sat and ate, sometimes seeing Bri walk by with her friends.

Once you finished your dinner, you decided to walk around and check out what else there was. You could hear music in the distance so you decided to head towards that, especially since it sounded live. As you got closer to the sound of drums and cheering, you realized just how big the crowd was in front of the stage. There were tons of people, probably hundreds, jumping up and down to the music.

“How is everyone doing tonight?” the lead singer asked as the song came to an end. The voice sounded familiar so you stood on your toes to get a better look. “This next song is called Guns for Hands!”

Holy shit. It was Tyler.

You watched him hold his hand up in the shape of a gun and slowly turn it in a fist, and the crowd erupted with applause. You looked at the drummer, and low and behold, it was Josh.

You gasped out loud and you couldn’t take your eyes off of Josh. You watched his arms move while he drummed to the beat, and you felt like the world stopped. You forgot about the people around you cheering. All you could hear was the song, and all you could feel is Josh’s drumming in your chest.

You watched his gaze look up and out at the crowd during a slower part of the song, and you both locked eyes. You watched him as he was trying to figure out who you were. You weren’t even sure if he could recognize you with your new hair.

You immediately noticed that he became more distracted with his drumming, but he still did not take his eyes off you. You turned your focus to Tyler who was now rapping, and you were pleasantly surprised with how good they were live.

“Thank you for coming out! We’re twenty one pilots, and so are you!” Tyler spoke while Josh joined him at the front of the stage and bowed after the song came to a grand ending. The sound the audience made was deafening as they screamed and cheered for the two boys on stage, and you threw your hands up to your ears to try to drown it out. Everyone started to push forward and a large man hit your shoulder and you almost stumbled to the ground.

You slowly ran away from the sound to find a quiet area to regain your thoughts and emotions. You weren’t sure what you were feeling, but all you knew is that Josh definitely had recognized you. The memories of the summer started to flood back to you. The milkshakes, the car rides, the kisses. Everything. You missed them so much.

“No, stop!” you told yourself out loud, trying to make sure you weren’t going to start crying at the fair. You had worked so hard the past week to get over the breakup, but seeing him made it hurt all over again.

“Hey, Y/L/N.” You turned around to see Josh walking towards you, hands in his short pockets. “Long time, no see.”

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to all the boys i’ve loved before [final] | s.m. series

a/n: this is the end wow, what a ride. thanks for coming along. pls send me your feedback and consider buying me a ko-fi (link in bio) if you want to see more stuff <3

New Year’s Eve, a time for resolutions. My life was a mess, but I could clean my room.

It was somewhere around hour two when my dad came in.

“Hey, let’s go for a drive.” He asked me.

Dad took me to the diner down the road. The diner was stuck in the past, but in that way that made people gravitate to it in search of simpler, happier times.

“Oh, here’s a song your mom loved,” my dad said as we sat down at a booth in the corner. “You know she’d go over to that jukebox and play this song. And then when it was over, she’d play it again. And again. And she wouldn’t just sit here and listen to the song with me, she’d get up and dance in the aisles. All while people were eating.” He pulled out his wallet, revealing a picture of my mom. “I used to think it was so embarrassing, but now I look back and think of how stupid I was. I should have been dancing with her.”

I looked down at the picture he’d handed me, seeing my mom look so happy, dancing her heart out. I smiled, “That sounds fun.”

“There are so many things I should have told you and your sisters about her, but I haven’t.”

“That’s okay, dad.” I whispered to him, knowing how hard it can be to willingly remember her.

“No, it’s not.” He sighed, “I’ve relied on you and Ari too much. I know that, especially when it comes to Sof. You’re seventeen. You don’t have to be an adult yet. You shouldn’t be an adult yet. That’s why I was so happy when I saw you and Shawn.”

“I don’t want to talk about Shawn, please.” I said shaking my head.

“Shawn who?” My dad quipped.

“Really?” I said completely unimpressed.

“Look, I don’t know what happened between the two of you. But I saw how you were with him, how you opened up around him. Not to us, you’ve always been open with us. But to the world. Honey, you were so happy. Seeing you light up, experience the world, you reminded me of her,” He motioned towards the picture I was holding. “I don’t want you to close yourself off to that part of you.”

“Dad,” I mumbled, feeling tears well up in my eyes, “I really miss her.”

“I know you do.”

__

It was first day back at school since winter break, and the hot tub escapade.

“I didn’t hear anything about it,” Lucas said to me as we walked towards my longer.

“No, the debate team scandal definitely knocked it out of the top spot,” Chris laughed.

“Well that’s good news?” I asked hopefully. “Officially back to being invisible.”

Lucas, looking forward, was the first to see the crowd. The crowd that was gathered suspiciously close to my locker. Pushing through the group of people, towards my locker, I finally saw what everyone was whispering about. A picture of me and Shawn kissing was taped to the locker, with black writing underneath saying, “It’s always the one’s you least expect.” It reeked of Gen’s doing, but let’s be honest, that meant nothing now. The damage had already been done, when the video was leaked.

Chris ripped the picture down, just as I pushed my way back out of the crowd, rushing down the hall, hearing Chris call after me.

“Woah, hey, what’s going on?” I hear Shawn from in front of me.

I look up, sure that my expression is tumultuous, confusion and anger all coming together in one odd, unknowable emotion. “You’re just going to let everyone believe that we had sex in the hot tub?” I screamed at him. “When you know that nothing happened? I’m sure you’re glad that video leaked.” I stalked away from him, not wanting to ever see Shawn Mendes again.

“Are you going to do something about this?” I hear Chris behind me, being the best friend that she always has been.

“Listen up, everyone!” I hear Shawn yell at the top of his lungs, getting everyone’s attention. I turn, stopping to listen to what he might have to say about this. “Not that it’s anyone’s business, but nothing happened in the hot tub. So if I hear any of you talking about Y/N or that video, I’ll personally be kicking all of your asses. You understand?” He turned towards me.

“Listen, I’m so sorry about everything, okay.” Shawn said, running in front of me to stop me from walking away. “Look, if I knew who did this I would--”

“Well, I know who did it.” I said. “So should you.”

“Okay, okay.” Shawn whispered, “Let me just talk to her, okay?”

“No,” I responded. “This is my fight. She’s not doing this because of you Shawn. It’s because she hates me. I have to handle this myself.”

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Going up to Gen would normally terrify me. I used to be so scared of standing up to Gen, despite the horrible way she treated me and everyone else around her. But there was something that had happened to me over the last three months. Maybe it had something to do with opening up to the world, like my dad had mentioned. But I wasn’t scared of Gen anymore. I was finally realizing that Gen was just as sad and pathetic as I’d been when I was scared of her. She was insecure, just like every other high school girl, no matter how much she tried to convince other people she wasn’t.

“I know you posted that video,” I said as I marched up to her in the bathroom.

“Um, nope that wasn’t me,” She said.

I scoffed, “Please Gen. It’s bad enough that a guy would do this, but that a girl is doing? That’s fucking despicable. Girls shouldn’t be tearing down other girls!”

Gen walked away to dry her hands, “Well, like I said. I didn’t post it. But you know,” She turned to look at me. “I’m glad someone did. Because now everyone will know who you really are.”

“What are you talking about?” I asked.

“Shawn, he’s not as confident as he pretends to be. I am not as tough as I pretend to be. But you, Y/N Y/L/N, you are not as innocent as you pretend to be. Because you kissed the boy that I liked!”

“You guys are broken up!” I shouted at her.

“No, not now. Before, before we ever even dated, you kissed him.”

“That was seventh grade! You’ve got to be kidding me!?”

“You know that I liked him, and you kissed him anyway!”

“It was spin the bottle you fucking psycho! And it was tongueless”

“Okay, well it wasn’t tongueless to me!” Gen shouted back before turning around and storming out of the bathroom, leaving me alone.

I always thought no one was paying attention to what I was doing, that the only drama in my life was in my head, but it turns out, I wasn’t as invisible as I thought.

__

“I feel like I owe you an explanation,” I told Josh from my spot on the sofa.

Josh just smiled at me.

“See, all of these letters I wrote, they were based off this feeling. Just like a fun little spark, that I wanted to explore in my mind. But my letter to you, it was based off actually knowing you. You were the first boy that I ever really liked. And I didn’t really realize how I felt about you until after you and Ari had started. But over time,” I shrugged, “That feeling just faded away, and I missed my best friend. The best friend I had before you and Ari. And it wasn’t love, I was just jealous of the time she got with you because it felt like she had stolen something from me.”

“Why didn’t you just tell me that earlier?” Josh asked quietly.

“Well, I just...I didn’t really realize until Shawn.”

Josh sighed. “Right, Shawn.”

“It was real in a different way, and I’m really sorry.”

Josh looked over at me with these sad eyes, “There’s no reason to be sorry. I know where you’re coming from.”

“Did you stop loving Ari, after she broke up with you?” I wondered.

“Well, not right away. At some point it changed though,” Josh scratched at his arm, “But the longer she was away, the more I realized why she did what she did. Do you feel the same way about Shawn?”

“I know you don’t like him…” I said, not sure if Josh actually wanted to talk about this or just wanted to be polite.

“Well, I liked the way he stood up for you today,” Josh admitted. “He should have done it sooner, but I’m still glad he did it.” Josh looked at me, “Look, if you miss him. Just tell him.”

“No, I can’t,” I stuttered.

“Why not?”

I choked, not wanting to admit the reasons. But under Josh’s gaze, I didn’t have much of a choice. “Well, if it wasn’t real, then I didn’t lose anything. But if I admit that it was real, and he still doesn’t want me, then…”

“Then at least you’ll know,” Josh said kindly. “Look, Y/N you can’t sit up in your room your whole life, writing love letters that you’ll never send out. You have to tell people how you feel, when you feel it. Shawn wouldn’t even be in your life if the letter hadn’t gotten out in the first place.”

“You’re right.”

“You can’t exist in fantasy forever,” Josh whispered.

“I’m just tired of writing love letters, Josh. It would be nice to be receiving them instead.”

“Y/N,” I heard Sof say, slowly walking up to me. She was holding the blue box I had once hidden my love letters in. “I have something I think you should see. Please don’t kill me,” Sof laughed lightly, “But you were always throwing these away, and...I thought you’d want to see them one day.”

I opened the box, looking up at Sof carefully, not sure what to expect. But in the box, I saw bits of paper that I recognized instantly as Shawn’s lyrics for me. I’d never read them because I knew they hadn’t been for me. Or well, I thought they hadn’t been for me. They were just for show after all, to make Gen jealous.

Each note was addressed to me, with a heart after my name in Shawn’s scribbly handwriting. I began to read them aloud.

I get a little bit nervous around you. Get a little bit stressed out, when I think about you.

Baby, anytime you’re ready. I’m waiting.

What if my daddy’s write when he says that you’re the one?

Every single night my arms are not around you, my mind’s still wrapped around you.

And if I have to, I’ll wait forever. Say the word and I’ll change my plans. Yeah, you know that we fit together. I know your heart like the back of my hand.

I’m so sorry, we’re still stuck in the middle.

Can I kiss you or not? Cus I’m not really sure right now of what you want.

Take my hand, we’ll be fine.

Maybe I should stop, and start confessing.

And I’m not trying to ruin your happiness, but darling don’t you know that I’m the only one for ya?

“Still think you haven’t gotten a love letter?” Josh asked.

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After Josh had left, I began to strategize with Sofia to determine the plan of action. How were we going to get Shawn back. We’d spent some time trying to write a song, thinking it would be a cute way to reconcile, to sing a song to a songwriter. Sofia had even retrieve an old out of tune guitar from their dads room. But it turns out, that while Shawn may be stellar at song writing, Sofia and I were certainly not.

“Maybe, let’s just go back to the start,” Sofia suggested. “Write him a letter?”

I shrugged, “Maybe, but don’t you think that’s a little impersonal?”

The doorbell rang before Sofia could respond. Leaving the mess of notes and Sofia on the floor, I stood to answer the door.

Shawn stood, with his hands behind his back.

“Okay, before you slam the door in my face or tell me to go home, please just let me explain everything.”

I smiled at Shawn, who looked a little shocked when I invited him inside rather than kicking him to the curb.

“Okay, first off,” Shawn brought his hands in front of him revealing a drink and flowers. “A horchata, and flowers, because I want you to know I’m being completely serious right now.”

I smiled up at him, thanking him for the items.

“What’s all of this?” Shawn asked as he came to see the mess Sofia sat amongst.

“Oh, nothing,” I rushed at the same time that Sofia said, “Y/N is just trying to figure out how to win back your affections.”

I shot a glare at Sofia, “Go away.” I gritted, turning to see Shawn smiling shyly at me.

“It’s okay,” Shawn murmured, “I’ve been doing the same thing.”

I sat on the couch, allowing Shawn to follow suit. “Listen, Y/N, the only reason I went to see Gen that night was because I went to tell her that we were over. Like completely done because I only wanted to be with you.”

“Really?” I asked suspiciously.

“Really,” Shawn smiled. “Y/N, I am so in love with you there could never be anyone else.” Shawn said sincerely.

“You’re what?” I squeaked.

“I’m in love with you.”

“I wanted to tell you that I liked you, in a not fake way,” I said quietly, looking at Shawn’s feet. “I’m in love with you too,” I looked up at him. “But I’m so scared.”

Shawn shuffled towards me on the couch, his hand coming to rest on my neck. “I”m scared too.” He shrugged. “But we’ll make it.” Shawn leaned in to brush his lips lightly against mine before he seemingly got distracted.

“Who plays the guitar?” He asked pointing to the guitar on the floor.

I laughed, “Um no one.” I ran a hand through my hair, as Shawn eyed me quizzically. “Sofia and I might have been trying to write a song for me to sing to you.”

Shawn laughed, “Really?”

I nodded shyly.

“That’s the cutest thing I’ve ever heard, but…” Shawn reached for the guitar, cringing at the out of tune sounds it was making. “Maybe I can be the one to sing a song to you.”

I smiled at him, as he mindlessly tuned the guitar for a couple of minutes before a soft, beautiful hum came from the guitar.

Shawn began plucking out a smooth melody, “Don’t cry or do, whatever makes you comfortable. I’m tired too, there’s nothing left to say, let’s call a truce.” Shawn crooned the words to me, his expression telling me everything I needed to know about how he felt.

“I’m so sorry,” Shawn sang, “That we’re still stuck in the middle.” Instantly, I recognized the song as lyrics from a not Shawn had previously given to me. Hearing the words in song, was somehow so much better.

“Can I kiss you or not,” Shawn smiled, laughing a little, “Cus I’m not really sure right now of what you want. Are you still mad at me? I’m hoping not.” I smiled at him, leaning closer to him, wanting to breathe in every part of this experience that I could. That’s what my dad had said right? Don’t close myself off to moments like this.

“Tell me what’s inside your head, no matter what you say, I won’t love you less. And I’d be lying if I said I do.”

Shawn ended the song and placed the guitar at his side, “So,” he smiled. “Are you still mad at me?”

I shook my head, laughing, “God no.” I crawled into his lap kissing him quickly. “You’re the best thing to ever happen to me. I couldn’t possibly stay mad, even if you deserved it.”

“I need to thank Sofia for sending me that letter,” Shawn smiled as he leaned in to kiss me again.

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[5sosbitchfest]

Okay. I know you’ve all been waiting patiently for us to talk about the Michael and Crystal engagement, and since it’s been three days we feel like we’ve gathered enough information that we can talk about it. We know this came as a shock to some people, but honestly it didn’t come as a shock to any of us. We knew this was coming. And after it happened, all the puzzle pieces started to fall into place. I, Link, will be heading up this post. I’m going to talk about all of this. It’s all going to be under a cut because this is going to be a very image heavy post. 

So let’s go:

This started well before the Guess trip with Michael’s post on IG on NYE

With the statement that it was going to be “the best year of all of our lives”. Forget the fact this doesn’t sound like something Michael would say because whatever. I didn’t think much of it at the time, but after the engagement happened it seems he was very heavily hinting that something big was coming. 

They of course, got to Bali for the DesitnationGUESS trip and more and more pics were released of Michael and Crystal throughout the trip. They focused extremely heavily on Michael and Crystal despite the fact there was at least one other couple on the trip. Yes, it could be argued that this is because Michael is the most famous on the trip, but that argument in my opinion is weak because he’s just not that famous. Not only did Guess focus heavily on Michael and Crystal, but so did the people on the trip. Michael and Crystal were also featured heavily on the stories of the ambassadors on the trip. Like...very heavily. There were at least six stories posted from people about Michael and Crystal “singing” together, all with little messages about them being their favorite couple or the cutest couple, etc. Now, I don’t know about you...but I don’t know anyone who is that obsessed with another couple. People just don’t do that unless in the case of clout. Interesting right? 

So let’s take this moment to talk about the elephant in the room: the Guess trip being an all expenses paid promotional trip. Yes, Michael proposed to Crystal on a trip to Bali that neither of them paid for. How romantic right?? I know that’s what I would want...to have the “love of my life” propose to me on this sort of trip. They claim it’s because Bali is where “it all began for them” when yet again...that was another all expenses paid trip and she was cheating on her boyfriend, Spencer, at the time (if you believe the official narrative). LOL. Really, bitch? And y’all actually support her knowing she’s also a racist, fat shaming xenophobe. Amazing.

So that brings me to the engagement announcement.

Now, I would like to point something out. This announcement was made FIVE DAYS after the alleged proposal happened. According to US Weekly, Michael proposed on January 11th. 

This was two days after Slapgate happened. And for the next several days, Crystal didn’t wear the ring because you know...they were hiding it. The article then goes on to talk about Guess, the resort, they name several of the Guess ambassadors, the 1975 and even the chef that cooked the dinner for this evening! WHY? Why does anyone care about that? They don’t. This was all promotion. 

Oh, of course there’s this as well

A picture of Michael and Crystal sharing a kiss while all the Guess ambassadors look upon them adoringly. 

Friends celebrated this special moment with the couple, but there are three very important members that are missing: Luke, Calum and Ashton. Michael’s three best friends since childhood who weren’t even invited to this “special moment”. 

One more quick thing I wanted to point out: note the name of the photographer, Ryan Fleming. 

Ryan Fleming is Crystal’s close friend and, for all intents and purposes, personal photographer. He has shot several of Michael’s and Crystal’s “couples” photos over the course of their relationship. He’s been part of this farce since the beginning.

Okay, moving right along to the plethora of articles this “engagement” spawned. 

Not seconds after Michael posted about the engagement that US Weekly posted an article with an exclusive of the proposal and unseen photos. SECONDS. This was planned. Now, okay...lots of celeb couples sell their pics to articles for the publicity. That’s not unusual. What is unusual; however, is the amount of publicity that Michael and Crystal got

At least ten highlighted articles spawned from this engagement, including one with an exclusive. I want to draw attention to this because I want you to keep in mind that Crystal is literally a nobody. She is in no way famous, and Michael is a C list celeb at best. They got ten articles while Josh Dun and Debby Ryan (who I am using as comparison because they’re the most recently engaged couple I can think of) got four. FOUR. Four articles about a couple that include two people who are exponentially more famous than Michael and Crystal with no exclusives. None. They each posted about their engagement a day later with little fanfare. And yet these two...get ten highlighted articles?

And then this happens:

Guess posts a story (the top pic) about the engagement happening and the story is linked directly to the US Weekly article. Then they make an IG post all about “reliving the magical moment” of this engagement in a post. 

Wow. Talk about massive promo for Guess because now they’ve got the attention of a LOT of people. I wasn’t aware that designer brands were so invested in the relationships of their ambassadors. I’ve literally never seen such a thing before. 

So okay, we’ve got the syndicated articles, the Guess promotion, the fans falling all over themselves about this engagement and you think...well this is it right? 

But oh it isn’t! Because then this happens

Do you know what that is? THAT IS A FUCKING NEWSPAPER ARTICLE!

A newspaper article! I’m sorry, but did Michael and Crystal become the Carters while I wasn’t looking??? Or perhaps the West-Kardashians??? What the hell is happening here? How does a nobody and a C list celeb get a newspaper article about their engagement??? Can you even believe??? (FYI, I don’t know what newspaper article this is. I haven’t been able to find the source yet. I got this off a tea account on IG.)

This sparked my interest and I did a Google search only to find even more articles about this engagement. There are at least 30 articles about this engagement, including articles in publications such as The Knot and Brides, who usually only cover A list celeb weddings. 

So please...someone explain to me how this happens??? Clearly, Crystal and Modest forked out a lot of money for this kind of publicity because Crystal isn’t famous and Michael isn’t famous enough for this kind of exposure. Something is very, very off with this. 

So how does this tie into the Lie To Me video being released? Well, funny you should ask because this was posted just before the premiere of LTM, garnering a lot of attention. Conveniently, Crystal was silent about this entire thing (save for one story about being so grateful for all the support wank wank) until after the release of LTM. One hour later, she posted about the engagement. How very, very convenient that is. Of course, Michael liked the post within moments, but has yet to actually post anything about LTM because you know...why would he support his band? So far, it’s only been retweets which is just like...the bare minimum amount of promotion he can do.

So let’s move onto the next section: Ashton’s shade. 

Thirty minutes before Michael’s post about their engagement, Ashton posted this. It was deleted a little bit later. A song in Russian called Te Amo. Te Amo is Spanish, not Russian. What I think is that Ashton was equating this fake song to a fake romance: Michael and Crystal. Ashton has never been quiet in reference to how he feels about PR stunts. He’s spoken about them with disdain. Of course, this Tweet could be up for interpretation, but that’s what I think. Ashton is very good at throwing shade. 

This is the next Tweet we got from Ashton, just a little while before the LTM vid premiered. You can clearly read what it is he says. I believe Ashton was referencing the PR stunts these boys are forced to go through. I think he was not only speaking about Arzaylea and Luke, but about Michael and Crystal as well. I don’t care what anyone says, Arzaylea and Luke were just as much PR as Michael and Crystal and now Luke and Sierra. It wrecked Luke because Arzaylea was a terrible person to him, even though their whole relationship was contrived. But guess what...she was Crystal’s protege. Yeah, chew on that. 

So now Ashton has to watch another one of his best friends be wrecked by this bullshit. Just because these relationships are business doesn’t mean they aren’t toxic. Toxic relationships aren’t just romantic, they can be platonic and business as well. 

But it seems that not everyone is convinced that this wasn’t a total con. The following is an excerpt from the Jezebel article:

Huh. Imagine that. Not everyone is looking at this through rose-tinted glasses, and even if this author doesn’t believe that their relationship is fake she still recognizes the “spon-con” for what it is. You can read the whole article HERE.

Of course, one of my favorite things about this whole sham is how fucking awkward Michael is with Crystal, like so

Hella YIKES. Be more awkward, pal. We realize you’re not used to kissing her because you know...she’s your co-worker and all, but damn. Where those acting skills you learned from that acting coach you hired?

And then of course, there’s this gem which was the pic posted in US Weekly zoomed in

Why does he look like he’s in physical pain to be doing this? 

Now we’ve come to the last part of this whole charade that is the biggest red flag for me:

NONE OF HIS BANDMATES HAVE COMMENTED, LIKED, OR CONGRATULATED HIM PUBLICLY ABOUT THIS ENGAGEMENT.

Oh, I can hear the arguments about this now that will include “they don’t have to, they can do it privately” or “maybe they were just busy” or “why does it matter?” 

Except that all of those arguments are fucking weak because with the amount of famous people that took time out of their busy day and schedule to congratulate them is paramount. Even Doug the fucking Pug congratulated them. So you mean to tell me that Luke, Calum and Ashton couldn’t take a few seconds to comment or even like the post? On either IG or Twitter? They have been dead fucking silent about this whole thing. Why? Because they obviously do not like Crystal. They haven’t for awhile, and she clearly doesn’t like them. Which is hilarious considering she’s their PR manager. 

There is a very obvious disconnect between Michael and his best friends/bandmates right now. It’s been three days and they’ve been totally radio silent about this. This disconnect is because of Crystal, I guarantee it. When I call her the Yoko Ono of 5sos, I mean it. I find it funny that all these people are predicting things like 5sos in tuxes and who’s going to be the best man. Do you guys really think any of them are going to be in the wedding party if there’s an actual wedding? I highly doubt it. They weren’t even invited to the engagement event. Hell, at this point I’m pretty sure they weren’t even invited to Michael’s last birthday party and ended up crashing it. If Crystal has to choose one of them to be in the party, it’s likely the one she hates least and I think that’s Calum, personally. 

I don’t know what this is going to mean for the future of the band. I don’t know if Michael is going to leave the band at some point or not. He seems to be quite caught up in his influencer life all of a sudden. I can’t say I’m not worried because I am. I’ve tried to deny the separation between him and the rest of the band, but I really can’t anymore. 

In conclusion, this changes nothing that I believe or think. I still believe this is a massive PR stunt. I still believe it’s partially to cover up Luke and Michael’s relationship, and I think it’s going to get even more ugly before it gets better. 

Alas, my co-admins and I aren’t going anywhere. We’re going to see this shit through till the end. 

ETA: Crystal read the article that Jezebel posted about their engagement being a spon-con and promptly emailed the writer to “clear up” the perception. 

It’s just...so laughable that it’s almost sad. She got so offended by an internet article that she felt the need to email them and clarify that all that was said wasn’t true. If you ask me...that’s just more proof that that is is FAKE AF.

[nicklangfordmuse]

PROM NIGHT | baby daddy au

“Mama, let’s go!” Shawn whined, needing to go already. Katrina was still putting her make up on as she has a dinner meeting with a client and a modelling agency. They have found settled with a good schedule already that balances her dance, work and time with Shawn. Same goes for Nick and even if they live 20 minutes away from each other, they’ve somehow made things work.

“Shawn, your dad said 6:00. It’s only 5 pm.” Katrina tried to explain but Shawn was persistent. He wanted to go to his dad’s place already and Katrina hasn’t seen him this excited to go over to Nick’s place. They saw each other yesterday anyway so it’s not like he misses his father. “Are your things ready? Where’s your elephant?” She asked, making sure he’s prepared.

“I’m ready, mama. Let’s go!” He said, whining again as he went out of the room and downstairs. He was being a grumpy little boy again and Katrina hopes Nick is ready for this. As he went downstairs, he instantly called his dad, needing to talk to him.

Nick answered the call and was a little confused. “Hey, baby. What’s up?” He asked.

“Daddy, mommy is still doing make up. I wanna go already!” He whined, complaining to his father and Nick just kept chuckling. “Shawn, it’s still early. We still have time. I’m still buying flowers, okay? I’m not yet home.” Nick said but Shawn just whined even more about what his father said. “I wanna buy flowers with you. I know what mommy wants.” He whined and Nick just kept laughing at him. “Baby, you seem more nervous than I am. I know what mommy wants too, alright? Trust me. We will do the rest when you get here.” He assured him about there plan and when Shawn heard footsteps, he knew he had to say goodbye already. “Daddy, mama is here. I will put down the phone.”

“Of course, bubba. I’ll see you in a bit, Okay? Tell mama to drive safely.” He said as they both hung up the phone. Katrina saw him putting the phone down and was curious. “Were you on the phone, baby?” She asked and Shawn had that guilty look on his face, especially when he started giggling. “I was talking to daddy.” He explained. “Daddy said drive safety.”

Katrina laughed and shook her head at him, handing Shawn his backpack and elephant. “It’s drive safely. And tell daddy later I said thank you.” She said, fixing her dress. “How do I look?” She asked her son and Shawn gave her a thumbs up. “You look pretty, mama.” That was enough for Katrina. Once she was ready to go, they got inside the car and drove over to Nick’s place. Shawn looked weirdly excited about something and Katrina wondered if Nick and Shawn had plans tonight.

“What are you doing with daddy tonight? You look very excited.” She told him with a giggle. Shawn wasn’t falling for the trap, knowing it was too important to keep his mouth shut tonight. “I don’t know.” He said and Katrina wasn’t buying it. “Okay.” Still, she said. “Call me if you need me, Okay? You know what to do. Always.” She reminded her son and Shawn nodded. “Yes, mama.”

Finally, they got to Nick’s placed and he just met up with them by the car, knowing Katrina still has to rush to her meeting. “His elephant and all the toys in his bag. Just remember to put it back in there once he’s done. If he leaves those in there, he wouldn’t have any toys back home.” Katrina said, seeming a little worried as always. “We’re gonna be okay. I promise. Come on. You’re gonna be late for your meeting.” Nick said as Katrina said goodbye to Nick and to their son. Once she left, the two boys have the biggest smirk on their lips.

Going inside, the place looks different already. Shawn looked so impressed as he went around the living room of his dad’s apartment. There were lights everywhere and there was a banner up there that says Prom Night. Literally, the same banner they used when Nick and Katrina had their prom night. “Daddy, What is prom night?” Shawn asked and Nick chuckled. “Prom night is for high school kids. It’s a night where they celebrate and have fun with their friends, in very beautiful outfits and they dance.” He explained and Shawn grinned at his dad. “Are you and mommy going to dance?” Shawn asked curiously and Nick nodded, looking around. “Well, hopefully. This was the night that mama agreed to be my girlfriend. So...when you said you want mama to smile when she sees our decoration, it’s what I thought of.”

Shawn still seemed so fascinated about the place. Milo came down to them, who was also wearing a bow tie. Very fitting for the theme of tonight’s event. The dog has gotten really big already that Shawn could ride him like a horse. Of course, Nick and Kat would always tell him not to do it no matter how fun that sounds like. “Come on. Let’s get your tux on. It’s in your bedroom.” Nick said, bringing Shawn in his room so he could get dressed.

While getting ready, Shawn still has a lot of questions about what tonight would be about and how it would go. “Are you gonna marry mama?” He asked and Nick chuckled, shaking his head. “Maybe someday, big boy. But...we agreed to take slow steps, remember? I’m gonna ask her to be my girlfriend first.” He said, wondering if Shawn said anything since their last conversation. “Did you tell mama anything?” He asked, fixing Shawn’s tie properly. Shawn shook his head at his dad, sighing as he looked at all the toys in his room. “You said I can’t tell mama.” He said and Nick nodded. “Okay, good. I only told you about this because I wanted your help and...well, you are the most important person in mama’s life and I wanted to get your permission if I can ask mama to be my girlfriend.” Shawn was suddenly heard a long word. “What’s per...permi...” he slowly said as Nick helped him say it slowly. “Yeah, what’s permission, daddy?” He asked, finally pronouncing it correctly. “It’s when you ask someone if they’re okay with something that involves them. Are you okay with mama being my girlfriend and me being mama’s boyfriend?” Nick asked and Shawn grinned so proudly, nodding excitedly at his dad. “Very Okay!” He said, giving him a thumbs up.

Katrina was close to the restaurant when suddenly, she got a text from her client, saying that the meeting was cancelled. Apparently, the representative from the talent agency wasn’t feeling well and her client was having a bad day as well with his ripped tux and sick stomach. “Damnit, Josh. I just wasted my night.” Katrina told herself before shaking her head. Now, she was all dressed up for the night with free schedule for dinner. She decided that she’ll just go back to Nick’s apartment and see if they can hang out there for a while and have dinner. “Meeting cancelled. Coming over in fifteen minutes.” She texted Nick before driving back to the apartment.

His phone buzzed and Nick saw Katrina’s text before smiling back. Bringing his phone back to his ear, he went back to conversation with Josh on the phone. “I got her text. She’s on her way here now. Thank you.” Nick said before hanging up the phone. Turning to Shawn who was busy with the tv, Nick knew they had to get ready. “Okay, big boy. Hold the flowers. Mama is coming over in less than 15 minutes.” Nick said, getting ready with his coat on, the exact same tux style he wore during their prom night. Thankfully, he found one in his current size.

“Daddy, are you excited?” Shawn asked and Nick chuckled and nodded at him. “Excited, nervous, happy. Everything. I feel everything. But...I know I’ll feel complete when I hear mama’s answer.” He said and Shawn smiled before hugging his dad. Nick pouted, feeling his eyes tear up a little. “I love you, daddy.” He said and Nick knelt down to hug and kiss his son. “I love you too, Shawn. Thank you...for trusting me and letting me back in to your life...and mama’s.” He said, suddenly, hearing the doorbell ring and Shawn looked the most excited. “Is that mama?” He asked in a whisper and Nick nodded, chuckling. “Play the music.” Nick told Shawn as he pressed play on his dad’s phone which was attached to the speakers and it started playing: Dancing in the Moonlight by Toploader. The song that played when Nick and Kat entered prom.

“Nick?” Katrina suddenly called, knocking on the door for him to open since she already heard that the boys were inside. Nick started at the door, letting out an exhale to prepare himself for their plan. Walking forward, he held on to the knob, remembering that prom night, how nervous he was as it was all he had in mind: to make things official with Katrina Maher. That’s exactly how he feels again tonight, finally opening the door for her. 

[hmorris0712]

night of my life~ tyler joseph x reader (PART FOUR)

~about two months later~

your p.o.v.

today’s the day.

you and tyler still hadn’t exactly become official yet, but if people were to observe all your texts and face times, they would probably assume you two were already a couple. you text each other daily and face time when you can, whether that be after a show, first thing in the morning, or even in the middle of the night.

meanwhile sam and josh were out here calling each other babe every single second they’d talk. yes, they did indeed become an item about a month after they met. and you’d be telling such a big fat white lie if you said they aren’t cute together. you want desperately to see them together in person. whenever you watch sam talking to him over the phone, she just sounds and looks so happy.

all sam wants now is for you and tyler to finally become a thing. you do too, but at the same time you’re a little unsure, and you can tell tyler feels the same way about it. so until then, the two of you remain...friends with benefits? you don’t exactly know how to put it.

change of topic; you and sam have talked about the idea before and are really sold on it, so you two decided to surprise the boys by...

moving to columbus, ohio.

and today is the day.

however, sam really wanted josh to know, so you caved and said that it was fine if she told him. so about a week ago, she facetimed him with you, and the two of you together broke the news to him. his smile was the biggest you had ever seen it before. the three of you planned it all out quickly. he gave you his and tyler’s apartment address so you knew where to go.

today’s the day.

the two of you are currently on a plane to columbus, and your excitement and nerves are overwhelmingly strong. it’s only been an hour, so you have roughly one more hour to go before you land at the airport. you and sam are sharing a pair of earbuds and jamming out to, yes, twenty one pilots.

“girl are you ready?” sam asks you with excitement. “heck yeah! i’ve been ready ever since we told josh!!” you answer enthusiastically. sam sighs like a teenage girl in love. “i can’t wait to finally see him again after two whole months.” she smiles up at the ceiling. you laugh. “and i can’t wait to see you and josh being a couple in real life, not just over a screen.” you joke. well, only partially.

“(y/n) when do you think tyler will finally ask you to be his girlfriend? you guys practically act like a couple already, why not just make it official?” she ponders. you sigh before responding. “i don’t know. i think i’m fine with the idea, but it’s really up to him. i don’t know how he feels about it yet, but i’ll probably ask him about it later.” you explain to her. she nods.

“yeah, i understand that. anyway, guess what? only about 45 more minutes till we land!” she says in a sing-song voice. you smile. as the two of you continue to jam.

today’s the day.

~~~~~~~~~

when you guys land at the airport, you get a text from tyler.

tyjo: hey (y/n)

tyjo: josh is ignoring me, he’s talking to sam :(

you smile and quickly type a reply.

(y/n): hey ty. yeah, they can be like that sometimes. did you guys make it back yet?

tyjo: actually no. our flight was delayed, so we’re a little behind schedule.

(y/n): aw, that sucks. i’m sorry about that. how long until you land, do you know?

tyjo: i think it should be about a half hour more. so not too bad.

(y/n): oh well that’s good. hey, what are some cool things to do in columbus? (my aunt is visiting for couple days and asked me if i knew anyone who lived there)

tyjo: oh there’s lots of stuff. my personal favorite place to go is either taco bell or chipotle.

(y/n): ...that’s just food tyler

tyjo: ...your point is?

(y/n): whatever, i’m sure she’ll be fine with food recommendations alone.

tyjo: of course she will. it’s food.

(y/n): alright, well sam and i are gonna go head over to torchy’s for dinner. i’ll text you later!

tyjo: tAKE ME WITH YOU

(y/n): i’m afraid i cannot, sorry:(

tyjo: you’re mean :(

tyjo: but i guess i’ll let you go now

tyjo: i care about you

tyjo: like, a lot

(y/n): aw you’re such a romantic tyler

(y/n): but, you’re my favorite person in the whole world

tyjo: :)

(y/n): :)

you put your phone away and then to sam. “tyler said chipotle and taco bell.” you tell her flatly. she makes a face. “ew why taco bell? let’s get chipotle. and you know what? we’re gonna be nice and get them some food as well. i’ll ask josh what their favorite meals are.”

~~~~~~~~~

you guys stall at chipotle for ten more minutes while you wait for josh to tell sam that they’ve made it home.

you hold the bag up to your nose and take a big whiff of the wondrous smell. “ugh remind me again why we have to wait for them to eat this? i’m starvingggg.” you groan. sam smirks. “well we wanna eat lunch together with them, right?” you sigh. “yeah i guess we do.” she laughs at your impatient-ness.

after a couple more minutes, sam’s phone goes off. she checks it and gasps with a smile. “they’re home!” she says excitedly. you jump up. “yes! now we can finally eat this amazingness!!” you say as the two of you rush out the doors.

sam scrolls up on her conversation with josh to find his address. the two of you are just chattering the whole way there, almost unable to contain yourselves.

you turn onto the street their apartment complex is on, and the nerves hit you. it suddenly gets harder to breathe because you’re kind of just now actually realizing that you’re going to see tyler again after over two months.

“this is the building!” sam announces cheerily. you two enter and go up to the second floor in search of room 211. the elevator opens and the first room you see is 219. sam shrugs. “i guess theirs is all the way down the hall.

218.

217.

216.

215.

you press your hands against your thighs to try and stop their shaking.

213.

212.

you look across the way from room 212 and the number on the wall by the door almost lose your breath completely.

room 211.

sam is almost bursting at the seams with excitement as she knocks on the door. not four seconds later does the door open to reveal a very happy josh. sam practically lunges at her boyfriend, jumping onto him. he catches her and picks her up, rushing out into the hallway and spinning her a couple times. you decide that this moment is too cute and you wanna get a picture. you happen pull your phone out at the right time, because when josh stops spinning her, he kisses her. it takes everything in you not to squeal. after all, this is their first kiss.

you look at the picture you got. josh is picking her up, his arms wrapped tightly around her waist. sam’s feet are off the ground and her arms are thrown around his neck, both of them smiling brightly against one another’s lips.

he sets her down gently and hugs her for roughly ten seconds. when they finally pull back, josh turns to you with a smile. “tyler’s in his room if you wanna go scare him. it’s the door to the left by the way.” he says before pressing one final kiss to sam’s cheek. “alright, thanks! and so good to see you after so long!” you say before entering. “i know, it’s been way too long.” josh replies as he and sam follow you into the apartment room.

you wander off to the two small bedrooms. you stop and point at the door on the left and look at josh with a questioning expression. he chuckles and nods, affirming that indeed, that is the room. you nod slowly and turn the knob, entering the room.

you turn around once you close the door, and your eyes immediately fall on him. he’s unpacking his bags still, but it looks like he’s almost done. “who was it?” he asks as he grabs a shirt out of his bag, probably assuming you’re josh. you hold back a laugh.

“oh, just some girl. she keeps claiming she knows you, but i’m not sure.” you say with a smirk, taking a few steps forward. he immediately stops what he’s doing at the sound of your voice and spins around quickly to face you. his mouth drops open and his hand comes up to cover it briefly. “no way...” he says quietly, a huge smile making its way onto his face. you put your hands behind your back as a giddy smile takes over you.

“oh my god.” he mumbles before he runs forward to you, dropping the shirt on the ground. he crashes into you, causing you to stumble back a few steps. he’s hugging you so tightly, you don’t think it’s possible to get any closer to someone. you hug him back with equal pressure, glad to finally be in his arms again after two extremely long months.

“i missed you so much you don’t even know.” he mumbles into your hair. “well, i might have an idea.” you reply. he pulls back with the biggest smile you’ve seen from him yet. his hands slide up to the sides of your face and he just looks at you. you can’t help but smile as you feel yourself explode with happiness.

he laughs, one of the most beautiful sounds you’ve ever heard. “you’re so pretty.” he says, resting his forehead against yours. you laugh as well, but sarcastically. “me? i literally haven’t done anything with my hair today, and i’m just in a hoodie and jeans.” you bring up.

“so? that doesn’t make a difference.” he assures sweetly as he pushes some of your hair behind your ear. the two of you stand there for a few seconds more just looking at each other. tyler looks so happy right now, you wish you could snap a picture or something and save the expression on his forever. his seemingly eternal smile is still plastered on his face, and his eyes are shining with pure joy. in one swift movement, tyler moves one of his hands to the back of your head and presses his lips to yours.

oh my god he’s kissing me. tyler joseph is kissing me. you feel your heart jump in your chest before speeding up to 10000 beats a second, your face heating up quickly at this newfound feeling.

he breaks the kiss shortly and laughs again, touching his nose to yours in the cutest way possible. “i love you (y/n).” he mumbles softly. your heart jumps. you never thought you’d hear him say those words, especially to you. “i love you too tyler.” you say before burying your face into his shirt.

“okay i still have one question though.” he says, making you lift up your head and look up at him again. “hm?” “how are you here?” he asks. “don’t get me wrong, this is the best thing that’s happened to me in a long time, but i’m just extremely confused.” he explains. you laugh and grab his hand to lead him out of the room. “c’mon, we’ll explain over lunch.”

“we?” he says before spotting josh and sam, who are throwing m&m’s into each other’s mouths. how long they’ve been at this, who knows.

“ohhh. you came here with her.” tyler says in realization as the two of you approach them. sam is about to throw one into josh’s mouth before she stops and looks at tyler. “yes, and ‘her’ does have a name tyler.” sam says sassily before aiming to throw her m&m. tyler lets go of your hand and crosses his arms over his chest. “i am aware of that, samantha ann williams.” tyler states snarkily as sam launches her m&m. but his statement shocked her so bad that it caused her arm to jerk, throwing her aim off course. the m&m went flying and landed on the ground, bouncing its way to josh’s feet.

josh gasps and doubles over in laughter while sam gapes, turning to tyler. “how-” “(y/n) tells me all the things, don’t worry.” tyler smirks in victory and glances at you. he walks over to the counter and grabs the bag of m&m’s, closing it and putting it away. “alright game over. there’s food and i wanna eat it.”

josh and sam whine, but comply shortly after, because who turns down food? that’s right, no one.

~~~~~~~~~

the four of you talk for hours while eating, playing mario kart, and moving bags into certain rooms. josh moves his stuff into tyler’s room so you and sam could have his.

eventually josh gets hungry again, so you all decide to head to a nearby fair and have some fun.

josh saw one of those rip off games and claimed he could beat tyler. tyler immediately took him up on the challenge and they played about five rounds. while they were doing that, you and sam went and got yourselves some cotton candy for enjoyment since you guys practically rode all the rides already. well, at least all the crazy ones.

the boys came back after about five minutes, tyler with a victorious smirk victorious and josh pouting, giving away who won and who lost. you laugh at the sight along with sam, who steps forward and loops her and through josh’s as you four start walking. “aw you poor baby. i think i know what’ll cheer you up though. how about a ride on the ferris wheel?” sam offers. josh’s face lights up immediately. “yES LET’S GO!” he yells as he starts running, pulling sam by the hand.

you laugh at their cuteness as tyler slings his left arm around your shoulders. you smile at him and reach up to grab his hand, lacing your fingers through his and laying your head on his shoulder as you walk. “gosh, i still can’t believe you’re here.” he says, looking at you with the most loving of heart eyes. “honestly i can’t either.” you reply with a smile.

“soooo you wanna go with them?” he says as you two walk in the general direction the other couple went. “well, i personally am not a big fan of heights, but i’m sure i’ll be fine if you’re there with me.” you say, wrapping an arm around tyler’s waist. “are you sure? you don’t have to, you know. i was just asking.” he looks down at you, his eyebrows raised slightly. you nod. “yeah i’m sure.” he smiles. “well then what are we waiting for?” he says with a smile that shows his cute teeth.

he laughs and runs off, you hot on his trail. soon you get close enough to where you’re able to grab his hand and let him pull you along the pavement under the evening sky. he slows down when you guys approach josh and sam, who are talking excitedly about something. luckily no one had gotten in line after them yet, so you and tyler were able to talk to them while waiting.

once they board their little cart, you watch as it goes up and up to the very top, and you realize just how high this thing really is. maybe you should have thought about this a little more carefully. your hand tightens around tyler’s, and he looks at you with concern. “hey, we can still step outta line if you don’t wanna do this (y/n).” he says as he places his hands on your shoulders. you give a half smile. “no i’m good, i can do this.” you half lie, trying to convince both tyler and yourself of that statement.

“alright. but if you do get scared, don’t worry. i’ll be right beside you the whole way.” he gives the smallest, cutest reassuring smile. “thanks ty.”

the two of you step into your cart and await the start. you grab tyler’s hand immediately when you feel it start moving. “if you ever need to, just close your eyes or look at me. if you’re not looking at the ground, you won’t feel as scared.” you nod and lay your head down on his shoulder as he pulls you closer to him. you mentally kick yourself for coming up here. “why did i want to do this?” you groan. you feel tyler chuckle against you. “well you didn’t exactly tell me why, you just said you’d do it.”

“oh.” was all you could say to that. god, you can be so dumb sometimes, can’t you? “i personally love scaring myself, so i’ll always climb the tallest thing possible solely for the thrill.” he starts talking. you laugh. “i’m not surprised actually, that sounds exactly like you. you’re the biggest daredevil i’ve ever seen.” you say, looking up at him with a smile.

he laughs and plants a kiss on your cheek. “you’re adorable (y/n).” he says, captivating you as his eyes linger on yours for a duration of time. the cart stops abruptly, snapping you out of your trance and back into the reality of fear as your eyes make their way to the ground which is very, very far below you. “oh my god we’re so high up right now. is it getting hard to breathe or is it just me?” you say as you mildly start hyperventilating.

“hey, hey don’t look down, look out.” tyler tells you in a soothing manner as he takes your hands in his and gestures with his eyes the view around you. you do as he says and take a look at the world around you from this height. you notice all the lights from the rides shining, their bright neon colors contrasting the dark night sky. you see a few stars shining, their natural light fighting to be seen against the fluorescent fair lights. you soon feel a smile within you begin to surface as your anxiety washes away.

“can-...can i ask you something?” tyler says quietly. you turn your gaze away from the beauty and back onto him. “yeah go ahead.” tyler looks down for a moment. “would you ever...want to be my girlfriend? like w- would that ever be something you’d consider?” he stutters out timidly, looking back up at you with those adorable eyes you’ve grown so fond of.

you smile so big, you’re afraid it might consume the entirety of your face. “it would. why do you ask?” he mirrors your smile and runs a hand through his hair quickly. “i was just wondering, because i wanted to ask you tonight, if- if maybe you wanted to...y’know..be my girlfriend.” he looks down as he slowly manages to get the sentence out, soon meeting your eyes again. the vibrant lights from all around reflect off of his eyes beautifully, making this moment all the better.

you laugh and bring his face closer to yours. “of course i do tyler.” his smile increases as he presses his lips to yours for the second time today. you don’t know how on earth you managed to win this amazing boy over, but you did somehow. and boy are you grateful.

“wooOOOOOOOOO GET IT YOU TWO!”

you and tyler break apart at the sudden outburst and look down at the source. you see sam and josh in their cart, two spaces away from yours, clapping, whistling, and cheering. you groan and lean your head on tyler’s chest. he sighs in disappointment and shouts back down at them. “you guys do know that wasn’t our first kiss, right?”

sam’s eyes widen and she gasps loudly. “(Y/N) (L/N) WHY DIDN’T YOU TELL ME?” she yells up at you. her comment sends you laughing as their commotion below continues. tyler smiles. “just ignore them. they’ll stop eventually.” he says as he captures your lips once more.

maybe it was a good idea you decided to come up here. the feeling of his lips on yours really wakes you up mentally, reminding you that this is where you were meant to be, that this is right.

this is home.

~end:)))) <3

[blossom862]

Mixed Match Challenge

Word Count: 2663

Warning: None. Safe Zone

PS: Listen to the song “I Own You” by Shinedown while reading this 

It was official, your partner for the Mixed Match Challenge had been injured during a fight on Raw. Dean Ambrose was supposed to be your partner but due to his injury, he was not going to be able to fight. Stephanie explained to you that because he was injured and was not going to return anytime soon, the fans would be the ones to pick your new partner for the match.

“Y/R/N, I know how hard it is for you to hear that your partner for the Mixed Match Challenge, Dean Ambrose is out due to what happened last Monday here in Monday Night Raw. The WWE universe knows that you are siblings but also best friends. How do you feel about all of this?”

You were currently being interview by your sister in law, Renee Young. You always love when she interview you not only because she is family, but also because she makes you feel relax and comfortable.

You looked at her with worried eyes and proceed to answer her question.

“Is hard to be here every day knowing that your brother and best friend is out due to someone who could not keep his anger issues under control. Not only I feel mad but also worry for the sake of my favorite lunatic.”

While letting her know how you felt, Renee looked uncomfortable with something or rather someone behind you. She took a step back and before she tried to warn you, you felt a massive pain coming from your back. Trying to see what had happened you tried to turn around but once again felt another wave of pain coming from the same spot as before.

“Anger ISSUES?! Who do you think you are? You better watch your pretty little mouth if you do not want to end up like your coward brother.”

You knew that voice too well. The “famous” Samoa Joe was the cause of your massive pain. While replying to Renee question, you did not realize that he was listening behind your back. The impact was unexpected for you and everyone who was watching.

Tuning around you tried to stand up from the floor but failed miserably.Samoa saw what you were trying to do and took your left arm. With his other hand, he took your chin in a brutal way. You looked at him with so much hate and disgust.

“If only you had accepted my proposal. You wouldn't be in this situation right now. You see, a woman like you deserve to be treated like a queen. Not like some kind of puppet that does her brother dirty work. Is such a shame that I had to do that.” He stopped for a minute to see your reaction and to also look at the camera.

“But don’t worry my flower, you will be mine. Someday.”

After that, he gave you a kiss on your forehead. He stood up and looked at Renee with a sinister face. You tried to maintain calm but the previous event was something that you had never experience before. You could hear the paramedics running towards you in order to check if you have any injuries.

Renee was trying to get your attention by taking your hands in hers.

“Y/N!! Are you ok? Can you get up by yourself or do you want me to help you? Please answer me!! You are making me scared. Please doll, say something.”

You could hear the desperation in her voice. Letting go of her hands, you tried to get up but failed to do so. You were still in a shook from the previous scene. Is not that you were scared or anything, but you were worried about what he might due when Dean returns. You would kill him if he lays another finger to your brother.

Raising your head, you did not notice the number of people that was surrounded the two of you. The paramedics were all around you. One of them took your head in his hands and started to check for any head injuries. Another one was taking your vitals, and the other two were observing you in order for them to make sure there weren't any more inconveniences.

“Miss Ambrose, tell me if these hurt.” One of the doctors was putting a little bit of pressure in the back of your head. He looked at you with worry eyes but not before looking directly at your eyes. He was one of the newest doctors to arrive at Raw a couple of months ago. At the beginning, you guys started to flirt and later on started to date. But that came to an end due to you finding out he was seeing another diva behind your back.

“Auch, get away from me Steven. Instead of making me feel better you are hurting me more.” He looked at you with a concerned face. He ignored you and started to call his assistants in a rush way.

“ Josh, I need you to call Stephanie and Hunter as soon as possible. Tell them that she would not be able to fight against Sasha Banks tonight. We need to take her to the closest hospital in order for us to make sure she doesn't have a concussion.”

With that said, his assistant stood up from the floor and followed Steven’s commands.

“What? You are telling me that I won’t be able to compete tonight? I’m fine Doctor, is just a massive headache nothing that a couple of painkillers can cure.”

There was no way that you were going to miss your match against Sasha, you had been having a storyline with her since last month. Tonight, you were going to have a TLC match and you were supposed to win. You needed to be there, not for you, but for your amazing fans.

“Y/N, I know tonight is important, but we need to make sure you are ok. Please, Y/N/N, let me help you.” He said

“First of all, do not call me that, second, I’m perfectly fine.” You looked at him with an annoying face. You decided that it was time to get up and find your way to Kurt Angle office since before the show started, one of the cameras mans told you that “ Kurt needs to see you after you segment with Renee. He said it is something about the Mixed Match Challenge.”

“Where are you going? Y/N, we haven’t finished talking.” Complained Steven while standing up.

You did not pay attention to his words and keep walking. After a couple of minutes, you realize that he was no longer following you. For some reason, you felt a little bit nervous to see Kurt. You knew he wasn't going to tell you a bad new, but you have the feeling that what he might tell you was going to be important.

Opening the door, you were welcome with a very strong cologne. Yep, Kurt was in his office.

“Hey! Y/R/N, how are you feeling? Weren’t you supposed to be at the hospital?” Asked a very worry Kurt

Looking at him with a bore expression you ignore his questions and proceed to ask the following

“Why did you want to see me? Jeremy told me that you wanted to talk about the Mixed Match Challenge. What is it?”

With a more serious face, he motions you to sit down on the couch that was located in the middle of the room. Taking a seat you waited for him to do the same.

“Look, I know how bad you wanted to have Dean as your partner. But since he is no longer here, we had asked the fans who they want  your partner to be for the match.”

Taking a deep breath you started to become nervous. Not having any idea of whom might be your new partner worried you the hell up.

“And...well, they had already picked your new partner. In fact, he is going to be here any minute.”

You opened your eyes in a shook. Who would it be? Seth? Or maybe Jason Jordan? There were so many possibilities and so little time.

A set of knocking took you by surprise. Kurt shouted a “ Come on in.” and without wasting any more time, your new partner enters the room.

You could not believe who your new partner was. Those long legs, massive arms, and that long and black hair. He gave you a big smile followed by a big hug.

“Oh baby girl, can’t believe we are going to be partners.”

“Roman, I’m glad too.”

Kurt looked at you two with a proud gaze. He knew you would like your new partner. Since the beginning, you and Roman had been really good friends. Everyone knew not to mess with either one of you. If they tried, they would have to deal with the other. Your brother always tells you that his fellow Shield-brother has a thing for you, but you never believe him. Why would someone as handsome and funny as him have a thing for you? Psst, he won’t.

“Well, I’m happy you guys agree with the result. Get ready to fight against Finn Bálor and Sasha Banks next Tuesday. Good luck to you too.” And with that said, you two went to his locker room to discuss your strategies for the match.

Time Skips

It was the night of the mixed match. You were standing next to Roman waiting for your cue to make your entrance. He took your hand in his and started to touch your curly hair.

“Baby girl, don't worry too much. We would win.” You gave him a small smile and before you have the chance to respond, someone told you that it was time.

Hearing your music start, you walked through the curtain and face the crowd.

Come on in, take a seat.

Tell me how you feel this weak.

Are you cursed? Are you blessed?

Are you still inside the mess?

All those feelings wrapped around you,

Hold you down so you can't break through.

Its a trap, so don't ask. Its a shadow on

Your back. It doesn't burn, it doesn't bleed,

Still, it cuts you at the knee.

All this pressure that surrounds you,

Holds you down but you know you

Gotta break through.

“ I do not about you guys, but I can’t wait to see who Y/R/N partner is.” You could hear Booker T said to the other two commentators

“ Me neither Booker, but from the face of Y/R/N, is someone special. Can’t wait.” Replied Corey

You looked at the crowd with a playful face. Your music stopped playing and you put your index finger to your lips in order for the crowd to be quiet.

“The Truth Reigns” started to play all over the arena. You could see the crowd going insane, some of them were booing, but most of them were going crazy.

Roman did his usual routine but instead of going straight to the ring, he looked at you and took your hand in his tattoo one. You gave him a kiss on his right cheek and the both of you make your way to the ring.

You glared at Finn and Sasha as you made your way to the ring. Sasha gave you a dirty look and decided to take a step toward you. Before you could take a step toward her, you felt two big arms squeezing your waist lightly.

“Wait till the match starts. Don’t let her get to you.” Whispered Roman in your left ear.

Taking a deep breath, you nodded and waited for the referee signal.

“The following match is a Mixed Match Challenge.  From Boston, Massachuset. Sasha Banks.” You could see how the entire arena shouted her name. It was obvious, she was one of the most popular in the women's division.

Smirking at you, she went back to her corner and waited for Jojo to announce her partner.

“Her partner, from Bray, Ireland. Finn Bálor.” The crowd was going crazy. He did his usual routine and looked at Roman with a stern face.

You rest your hand on Roman shoulder while giving him another kiss on his cheek. With that action, the crowd started to make kissing noises. Roman started to laugh at their reaction but soon after that, he went back to his serious face.

“Their opponents, from Y/H/T, Y/R/N!!” The whole arena was screaming and shouting your name louder than when they were cheering for Sasha. You were the most love from all the divas. You have a connection with the fans that only you and your fans understood. The crowd started to shout “We love you Y/R/N” and “You will win”

Jojo smiled at you but then proceed to announce Roman. “From Pensacola, Florida. He is her tag team partner, Roman Reigns!!” Some of the crowd started to boo him but others started to cheer for him. You, of course, gave him a side hug to cheer him up. You hated when they boo him. It makes you mad. You knew he was an amazing athlete and friend. He deserves better.

With that said, both men when to fight each other. Finn tried to hit Roman but he was faster and double kick him in the abdomen. You cheer for him from your corner.

For the majority of the match, Roman was taking the upper hand. He was about to do his famous Superman punch but out of nowhere Sasha enters the ring and slapped him. Without thinking you enter the ring and spare her.

“Nobody slaps my man. You hear me ?” you shouted in her face. Taking her by her hair, you took her by surprise and did her own finisher. The Boss Statement.

“Oh, Sasha Banks is about to tap out with her own finisher,” shouted Corvey

You could feel how she was debating to tap or not. “Tap!!! Damn it, tap !!” you scream at her as loud as you could. Not after that, she did not have any other way than give up. The referee separates you from her and raises your hand.

“And the winners of this match are Y/R/N and Roman Reigns!” Jojo announce your victory with a big smile on her face.

Roman took your other hand and gave you a proud smile. Out of the corner of your eyes, you could see how Renee step into the ring and gave you a hug.

“Y/R/N, Roman, how do you guys feel? I mean, being together for the first time as partners and being the winners of this huge match.” Asked amused Renee

Roman smile at her while placing his arm on your shoulder. “ Well Renee, Y/R/N is an amazing wrestler. I do not have expected less from her. I knew from the moment Kurl told me that I was going to be her partner, that we were going to win.”

“Y/R/N, what do you have to say ?” Asked Young with a smirk

You looked at Roman and answer him “ It was an honor, you are amazing in any aspect. Plus you are handsome as hell.” You confessed.

The crowd started to scream at your response. You had never seen Roman blush so hard in your life.

“Well, I think you are beautiful as well.” Replied him

Without thinking, you took his face between your small and delicate hands. You looked at him and did not hesitate to give him a passionate kiss on his lips. At the beginning he was shocked but after a couple of seconds, he followed your led.

“And there you have it. The winners of this Mixed Match Challenge.”

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Y/R/N( Your Ring Name)

Y/N/N( Your Nick Name)

Y/H/T( Your Home Town)

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I had this idea for so long. Let me know if you guys liked it. 

*This story is mine, I don’t give permission to post it on another social media. I spend a lot of time into it.

~Joy🌸