#sidemen one shot

[wroetosnort-xix]

JEALOUSY - ETHAN PAYNE

this is my first imagine and I kind of like how it turned out 

also there is some swearing in this I though I might put a warning on this

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“Ethan I really don’t feel like going out today, if anything I just want to stay at home,” you tell your best friend of 5 years Ethan. “Come on Y/N, at least come have a coffee with me and then you can go whenever,” Ethan replies back, hoping you’d give in and say yes. “Ugh fine but just a coffee ok? nothing else I don’t want to be kept out long,” You reply giving into his offer. After he gave you the place and time you decided to go upstairs and at least put something decent on. 

~Time Skip~

You finally managed to get ready and head down to meet Ethan, although you were a small bit late you hoped he wouldn’t mind, you weren’t the best when it came to being on time, as you walk into the little Cafe on the street of London you see Ethan sitting down... but he wasn’t alone, “Y/N don’t over think it their probably just friends,” you said to yourself trying to stop yourself rom overthinking the worst, see the thing is you haven’t admitted to Ethan that you had liked him for a very long time, but you were starting to think that you might have blown your chance by not telling him

. As you slowly make your way towards him, Ethan looks towards you and smiles “Hi Y/N, it’s so good to see you, I missed you so much,” he says to you while getting up to hug you. “It’s good to see you too Ethan,” You say trying your best to not sound upset over the girl who was sitting with him. As you go to sit down you see that Ethan has ordered your favorite coffee, Ethan then decides to confirm your thoughts by saying “Y/N I’d like you to meet my girlfriend,”  you didn’t even let him finish his sentence because you had somehow managed to do a spit take with your hot coffee all over Ethan and his girlfriend. 

You looked up at Ethan and managed to stutter out “I need to go outside for a minute, It was lovely to meet you,” as you said that you got up and ran from your seat to the door and started to let the tears flow that you didn’t even know that you were holding back. You managed to stop running when you made it to the top of the road, you didn’t notice the guy that was slowly approaching you, He was about 6 foot and wore a Nike tracksuit he walked up to you and started to hit on you.

 You took no notice of it until he tried to touch you, that’s when you heard a familar voice “Oi get your fucking hands off her!” you didn’t want to look up until you heard the sound of a connection you hear after someone has been hit. That’s when you see Ethan standing over the guy with his fist clenched looking proper pissed, he looked towards you and his features softened, he knelt down towards you and said “Are you alright? he didn’t touch you did he?” you didn’t say anything you just shook your head as if to say no, 

that’s when Ethan spoke up again “I don’t expect you to say anything, but just hear me out. I made a mistake the girl from the coffee shop her name is Angela since you never gave me a chance to finish my sentence, She wasn’t the girl I wanted you’re the girl I want Y/N, and I should have seen that from the start instead of ignoring the signs,”  once again you didn’t leave Ethan finish his sentence you looked at him and smiled and started to lean in kissed Ethan .As you pulled away you said “you don’t know how long I’ve waited for you to say that,”

[cashmereminter]

I Think I’m Going To Puke (Simon Minter)

requested:  Yes! Thank you! Requests are open Hi, there love! Can I get Simon & number 11 xx 11.“I think I’m going to puke…”

who: Simon Minter (Miniminter)

word count: 1,980

This is edited but poorly and also maybe this is a part one? I’m willing to do a part two of this if someone is interested in me writing that!

I’m not sure how I feel about this lmao. ________

You stared at the plastic stick in your hand in shock. You couldn't move. The only thing you could do was hold the stick in your hand. Even breathing seemed harder than it should be. You took the test as a joke. You were hanging out with Freya and Kirsty, Kirsty had a scare, and after buying about ten tests (and only using two to make sure she definitely wasn't pregnant (just late)), both you and Freya thought it would be jokes to take a pregnancy test. There was no way either of you could be pregnant. Of course not, you were safe, on the pill, and always made sure Simon was protected as well. You weren't dumb. But apparently, you had messed up somewhere because the little test in your hand said, in big bold letters, pregnant.

"Y/n! What's it say!" Freya called through the door, laughing with Kirsty in the background. The blonde was joking, but she didn't know your test didn't read out a big N O. You snapped from your thoughts and tossed the test in the trash can and left the bathroom hastily. The two girls looked up at you with bright eyes, ready to laugh and joke about how yours was negative too, and Kirsty was simply overreacting about being two days late. "Well?" Freya asked jokingly, raising one of her perfectly done eyebrows at you.

"I-I'm feeling ill. I think I should really just go home." You said, reaching to grab your bag. The two girls just looked at you with confused glances, but you just shook it off, grabbing your bag and your phone and leaving Freya's apartment without another word. You didn't bother getting an Uber home, as you just wanted to be alone with your thoughts for a while. You were nowhere near ready to be a mother and you were almost certain Simon felt nowhere near ready enough to become a father. You were both young and had only been together for about a year and a half. Sure, you loved him dearly, but children didn't have a place in your five-year plan. He was going to continue working with the Sidemen and making videos on his own. It was what he loved and you didn't mind. Even though sometimes there would be times where you couldn't see each other for a while, that was just apart of being in a relationship with Simon. As for you, you wanted to work on your career and just be young. You wanted to go out with friends and get drunk. You wanted to do the things a young person should be able to do. And now you were being tied down by something growing inside of you. You didn't notice the tears in your eyes until you stopped to look at yourself in a shop window. It was then that you decided you should just get a taxi home. You were way too tired to be walking anymore, and your apartment was quite a ways away. You don't know what you were thinking when you started walking in the first place.

Once you made it to your apartment, you walked inside and dropped your keys on the counter, sliding down against the wall and running your hand through your hair. How were you even supposed to tell Simon? 'Hey! We're having a baby even though we've never discussed this and our futures really don't have space to put a baby.' It sounded almost like a joke to you. Then a thought hit, maybe it was just a defective test. You pulled out your phone and did the only logical thing you could do at the time. Opened your Postmates app and postmated five other tests to your door. You locked your phone afterward so you couldn't rethink your decision. About fifteen minutes later there was a knock at your door. You opened the door to see a poor guy holding the bag nervously. You paid hastily and grabbed the back, shutting the door in the kids face so you could hurry into your bathroom.

With shaky hands, you waited for all the tests to be finished. The toilet seat was extremely uncomfortable, but so was the sinking feeling that you may be a mother. Soon, the timer went off o your phone signaling you to look at the rest of the plastic sticks. Tapping your fingers against your thigh, you bit your lip and finally stood up, deciding it was better to get it done and over with. Sure enough, all five tests read prominent plus signs, two lines, and just straight forward, the word pregnant. You sniffed but nodded your head. You just had to let it sink in. You needed to figure out what you needed to do. Who to tell. What to do. Just as panic was starting to set in, another knock was at your door. This time you had no idea who it could be since you hadn't ordered anything else and you definitely didn't invite anyone else over in your state of mind (though the idea of Freya coming over sounded lovely. She could always calm you down). You walked out of the bathroom, sticks in hand, and to the front door, not bothering to look through the peephole before throwing the door open, ready to curse out whoever it was.

The sight of your boyfriend at the door made your heart, stomach, and confidence drop to the floor. He stood with a bag of his own, but you could see it held flowers, candies, and a movie rental. He must've stopped at the store. You slowly looked up at him, noticing the concerned smile on his lips, and how his hair was messy. He probably was editing before he decided to come over. He looked tired, meaning he probably hasn't slept yet and wanted to fall asleep on you. That's what he always did. Overall, Simon looked like the boyfriend you were in love with, and that somehow made your heartbreak.

"Y/n?" Simon spoke. You shook yourself from your thoughts and looked up at him properly, realizing he must have been sleeping to you. "Freya said you weren't feeling well, but you didn't text me or call me. I was worried." He said, making his way into your home and closing the door behind him. You simply shuffled back, gripping the necklace you had on tightly, trying to swallow all your fear. "Are you okay? You look really pale?" He asked again, stepping closer to you this time. That's when he noticed the tests poking out of your grip. "A-are those pregnancy tests?" He asked, dropping the bags on the counter.

"I think I'm going to puke." You said, avoiding all the questions, dropping the tests onto the ground and then running to the bathroom for the second time. Simon followed after you, walking into the bathroom and grabbing your hair to hold back whilst you threw everything you ate lately back into the toilet. He rubbed your back softly, at least tried too. You noticed how shaky his hands actually were at the moment. You finished, flushed the toilet and then sat on the ground, not looking up at him until you felt him move to sit beside you. "I'm sorry." You whispered.

"There's no reason to be sorry Y/n, it takes two people to do this. We both should have been more careful." Simon said quietly. He was nervously tugging at his hair now. You hadn't even said the words, yet you both knew what the situation was. You were pregnant, with his child, and you didn't know what to think.

"This isn't how this was supposed to go." You whispered back, turning your head to look at him. The rims of his eyes were red as if he wanted to cry, and you didn't blame him for that. He reached over your lap and grabbed your hand, rubbing the back of it softly with his thumb as he brought it over to his lap. His hands were huge compared to your own, which was always something the two of you liked to joke about, and now the only thing you could think of was the fact that a babies hand would look much tinier in his hand. You were shaken from your thoughts as you felt his lips touch your knuckles. He looked into your eyes now, trying to read what you were thinking, but even you weren't sure. With everything racing around in your head it made you dizzy.

"You're right, it's not how it's supposed to go, but we can figure it out." He breathed out. "Things can't always work out perfectly, and sure our story is going to be out of order to some, but this is just how it was meant to go for us." He said. He wasn't sure if he was convincing you or himself, but somehow it was working. His hand dropped yours into his lap, letting you grip the edge of his shirt nervously as if you were holding him down so he couldn't run away from you. His fingers trailed up your arm and then down to your stomach where they danced around a moment and then he stopped and laid his palm flat against your belly. The movements made you tense, but the feeling of his warm hand against you made you melt almost. It was calming to feel him touch you in this stressful time. You were not far along at all, not even showing at this point, so Simon wasn't going to feel anything, but it was a warm sight to see.

"Parents." You said out loud after a moment of him just touching your belly. He nodded in response, looking away from your torso and up to your face. "Can we do that Simon. I don't want to stop you from pursuing your career. I don't want to change things. I love you, I don't want you to leave." You rambled nervously. Simon furrowed his eyebrows and shushed you silently. He moved his hand from your belly now, instead of placing it on your cheek to make you look up him me. When you looked up, his lips caught yours, making your heartbeat return to its normal pace.

"The only thing this is going to change is the fact that there's going to be more to love." He said, nodding slowly. "I mean, I'm sure other things are going to change, but I'm still going to be with the boys and filming. It's my job, I can't stop that. And you're going to continue with school and work." He said. It amazed you how easily he was taking this. He was obviously trying to be calm for the two of you and somehow it was working. He was good at this though. He really grounded you and helped when things got to be too much. "It's going to take some getting used to. And we have some things to talk about and discuss but we can do this Y/n. I promise you." He said confidently. Instead of answering you simply pressed your lips to his once more, wrapping your arms around his neck in an embrace. Once you pulled away he rested his forehead against yours and caressed your cheek with his thumb. After another moment of silence Simon pulled away and looked down at your stomach again, placing his large hand over your belly button (a habit he caught onto almost instantly after finding out).

"Family channels are banging right now actually." He said, trying to lighten the mood. His famous smirk rested on his lips making you giggle. You smacked his arm and scowled, shaking your head instantly.

"Simon Minter I am not exploiting our unborn child for views."

"Worth a shot."

[fandom-imagines]

Boyfriend VS Best friend: Cal Freezy X Reader

Pairing: Calfreezy X Reader, Wroetoshaw X Reader (platonic)

Summary: Y/N does the boyfriend VS best friend challenge.

Warnings: Mentions of sex

(Not proofread)

“Hey guys, welcome back to my channel” I smiled, waving to the camera in front of me.

Today I was filming a Boyfriend VS Best friend with my boyfriend, Cal and my brother from another mother, Harry.

“So, today I’m doing a boyfriend VS brother with my Cal, my boyfriend who you might also know as Freezy” I said, pointing to Cal.

“Hey guys” He nodded, watching as I turned to my brother.

“And, Harry who you might also know as wroetoshaw” I introduced, watching as he introduced himself.

“Hello” He waved at the camera, smiling.

“If you guys don’t know what this is, I ask these two questions and whoever answers first gets a point, and whoever has the most points gets to keep me in their life.” I joked, grabbing my phone to read some questions.

“Don’t put this pressure on them” Josh laughed from behind the camera.

“This is my get away” Cal laughed, falling slightly as I playfully shoved him.

“Shut up” I smiled, waiting for him to get back up before speaking again.

“Instead of just making up my own questions, I decided to ask you guys on twitter for some to throw in” I explained, clicking on my notes to start with the ones I had made up and holding up a bell for the two of them to press.

“If one of you injure me, I’m leaving” I laughed, reading the first question and placing my phone back onto the table in front of us.

“First question,” I said, watching as Josh started doing a drumroll.

“Have I ever snuck out of my house?” I asked.

Immediately, Harry hit the bell.

“I haven’t known you as long as him!” Cal groaned, leaning back.

“She mentioned this the other day” Harry laughed.

“You have, loads. You broke your hand because you slipped climbing out of you window” Harry yelled, repeatedly tapping the bell.

“That’s right!” I laughed, coming up with another question.

“Okay, next question: How long is my longest relationship?” I asked, laughing as Cal jumped up and hit the bell.

“1 year and 7 months. Us two” He cheered as I clapped.

“I’m surprised you knew that” Harry smirked, laughing as I shook my head.

“What website do I visit the most?” I asked, looking between the two as the paused.

“Website or app?” Cal asked, seemingly deep in thought.

“Any, they’re technically the same”

Harry leapt forwards, milliseconds before Cal, hitting the bell.

“Twitter!” He said, as I nodded.

“That’s not fair. I knew that” Cal said, pushing Harry when he began to ruffle his hair.

“Calm down, boys” I laughed, pushing Harry back into his seat.

“Come on, next question. I’ve got this” Cal said, taking in a deep breath.

“How old was I when I had my first kiss?”

Harry grabbed the bell from my hand, smashing the button.

“16! I remember you telling me when it happened!” He said, to which I nodded.

“I didn’t even meet you till you were 17, nearly 18, this is unfair” Cal groaned, making me laugh.

“Okay, okay here. What is my current Facebook profile picture?” I asked, waiting for an answer.

“Oh wait, I know this!” Cal yelled, hitting the bell.

“It’s us, we’re in my bed and you’re wearing my shirt and laid against me and I’m leaning on your shoulder” He said, looking over at Harry and me.

“How do you remember that much?” Harry asked, shaking his head.

“Because it’s my lock screen” Cal said, winking at the camera as he grabbed his phone and showed us and the camera his lock screen.

“How sweet” Harry smirked sarcastically.

“Shut up” I laughed, shoving him.

“Since these are apparently too hard for that idiot, I’ll go to twitter” I said, grabbing my phone and scrolling through tweets before randomly picking one.

“Okay, both of you should know this.” I said, watching the two turn to face the bell.

“How many people have I slept with?”

I waited for an answer for a minute, before Cal hesitantly pressed the bell.

“Three?” He asked, watching me.

“Nope. Harry?” I said, turning to Harry was looked lost.

“Five?” He guessed, making me laugh.

“Nope, Cal?” I asked, turning back to my boyfriend.

“Six?”

“Damnit, how do you guys not know this. It’s obvious if you think about it” I said, looking over at Josh who was silently laughing, obviously knowing.

“Josh?” I called, standing up and dragging him into frame.

“You two are useless” He chuckled, shaking his head.

“How do you know?” Harry asked, looking at Josh who was still laughing.

“She lost her virginity at 18, she’s now 20. Figure it out” He laughed, looking towards me.

“That doesn’t help!” Harry groaned, throwing his head back, Cal still silent.

“You two are honestly so stupid” I laughed, gently hitting the two on the chest.

“Think, who did she lose her virginity too?” Josh hinted, smiling.

“I don’t know, who?” Harry asked, staring at Josh.

“Well, he’s in this room and it’s not me and I’m like 99% sure it’s not you” Josh said, standing up and heading back to the camera as Cal quickly hit the bell.

“One!” He half-yelled, making me laugh.

“Well done” I laughed, patting him on the shoulder.

“How was I meant to know that?” Harry groaned, getting ready for the next question.

“Common sense, Harold. Even Josh knew” I laughed, pointing at Josh.

“Come here” Cal smiled, pulling me into his arms.

“PDA guys, really? Get a room” Harry groaned again, making Josh, Cal and I laugh.

“We have one actually” Cal smirked, chuckling as I hit him.

“Come on, come on” I smiled, coming up with another question.

“Here, you’ll both need these” I said, grabbing two pens, and two pieces of paper and handing them to the boys.

“What is, my mobile number?” I asked, watching as the two boys looked lost.

A few minutes later, they were done.

“I just completely guessed” Harry sighed, handing me his paper.

“You’ve been calling me for over five years!” I laughed, looking at the numbers.

“I just click bitch in my contacts” He smirked, laughing as I faked offense.

“You got like 5, well done” I chuckled, handing him the paper with my full number written down.

“How are you feeling about this one, Cal?” I asked, taking the paper from his hands and looking at the numbers.

“Confident” He said, rubbing his hands together dramatically.

“Well, you got four right” I laughed, handing him back the paper.

Grabbing my phone, I opened twitter up and tapped a random question,

“What are my- Oh my god” I groaned, finishing reading the question I had tapped.

“What, what is it?” Harry asked, jumping up and grabbing my phone.

“Oh, oh, oh. I bet Freezy here can answer this” Harry smirked, my cheeks burning bright read.

“What are little Y/N here’s, kinks?” He continued, my cheeks a bright red.

“Well, you see” Cal began.

“Shut up!” I laughed, hitting him, making him stop.

“Okay, okay” He laughed, while I grabbed my phone back from Harry.

“I think that’s a good place to finish this” I said, sitting back between the two boys and facing the camera.

“Wait a minute, who won? Don’t leave us hanging” Cal interrupted.

“Harry did, by one” Josh called out from behind the camera.

“That’s it!” Harry cheered, jumping up onto his feet, celebrating.

“Sorry, Freezy. She’s mine now” Harry yelled, pushing Cal.

“Never” Cal smirked, tackling Harry to the floor, the two of them pretending to fight.

“Well, I should probably break these two up.” I laughed, continuing with my outro.

“If you liked this video, be sure to give it a thumbs up and I might do another one sometime. Thanks for watching and I’ll see you next week” I laughed, smiling as Josh nodded, turning off the camera.

“Come here, you idiots” I laughed, jumping onto Harry and Cal who were still on the floor.

“No way you’re getting rid of me that easy” Cal laughed, wrapping his arms around me and pulling me onto his chest.

“Hey, don’t steal my best friend, Caltripod” Harry laughed, pulling me away from Cal.

“Too late” Cal chuckled, pulling me back into him.

“I’m not an object, guys” I smiled, pulling them both into a group hug.

“I love you guys” I smiled, squeezing them both.

“Of course, you do” Harry smirked, pulling back as I whacked him on the shoulder.

“I mean, of course we love you too” He laughed, as I pulled him back into the hug.

[traship-net]

Kidnapped Love/Part 2

Warning: swearing Manny POV "So why should we trust you?" He said with a low voice. He turned around in his chair and faced me. He looked angry and confused, his suit jacket looked like it was going to split any second. He slammed his hand on the table making me flinch. "I asked you a question!" he screamed. A guy in the corner who introduced himself as 'Cal' took a step forward and told him to take it easy. "I left my brothers gang because it didn't work, we got in this fight over some family drama and I left." The men both looked at each other and Cal spoke up. "I see you're good at what you do Manny, you're fast, your fighting is amazing. But..." The man in the chair laughed and I stood up. "Let me prove that I'm worth it." "How?" Cal asked and I smiled, I had exactly what they needed. "I got some information on their next kidnapping, I could give it to you and you let me be a part of your gang, or I'll just leave now, with all the information." I was suprised at my own words, I usually wasn't this confident but that was always when Tobi was around, my brother. He stared blankly at me before answering. "You're in." Cal said and I smiled looking over at the man in the chair who didn't seemed convinced yet. He stood up and shook my hand. "Welcome to the gang Manny." I returned a thank you and Cal guided me towards the exit. "Let's meet all the guys shall we?" he said and we walked over towards a car, a guy dressed in suit and sunglasses opened the door for us and he took a seat behind the wheel. He started driving and Cal turned towards me. "I just want to let you know that you got lucky there, Mr. Smith didn't seemed to happy with you." I knew that was true but I was going to convince him I was worth it. "Believe me, the information that I got for you is good." Cal seemed pleased and after a 10 minute drive the car stopped in front of a big mansion. We both walked in and I heard voices coming from what seemed the meeting room for them. "Guys! Shut the fuck up and meet our new member Manny." Cal spoke and all the guys turned towards me, they looked confused and mad. "How could you let him join us?! He's Tobi's brother!" One screamed. "I know, but he left their gang for ours and he has some good information on the other gang so shut it Jide" The guy looked angry and he shot me a look. He looked tough and could definetly be the muscle guy of the group. "Dont be so hard on him Jide, Hey nice to meet you I'm Harry!" The guy smiled friendly at me and I returned it. He seemed nice and reminded me of Ethan, he was the funny guy in my brothers gang, always cheered everyone up after a failed job. "So, over there behind the computer is Joe, hes basically the brains of our group, he opens doors, shuts down security camera's, we would be nothing without him." Cal said and I looked over at Joe who was to busy typing on his computer too notice me. "And then there is-" "Simon." A tall guy said and stood up from the couch. "You look a lot like your brother, I hope you're not as annoying as him" He said and I laughed a little but he didnt moved a muscle. "I'm not." I quickly said and he nodded taking a seat again. "Yeah Simon basically steals the cars, gets the supplies you know the deal." Cal said and I nodded. "But now, back to buisiness, whats this information you've got on their new job?" Cal asked and I looked at all the boys who were now looking at me. "They are going to kidnap this this person named Y/N, she/he doesn't know that she/he related to the queen but she/he is, so they are planning on kidnapping her/him and hold her/him rancid for a ton of money." It went quiet and I could tell on there faces that they were interested. "Sounds interesting." Joe spoke up and walked towards us. Cal nodded and faced his crew "Fuck it, Let's do everything to screw with them, I'll talk to Mr. Smith and get his opinion." He turned then turned towards me. "Tell me everything you know about this person."

[sidemagines-xix-blog]

High school Vikklan

OkAy so this is a high school au thing that also uses a prompt from @otpprompts ???? idk I'm just getting Vikklan feels today so here we go -Katy

also I’m putting the prompt at the bottom if you’re interested :^)

Vikk's pov

"Thank god class is over," I mumbled to myself as I shoved all my random crap into my bag.

"What, you don't enjoy it?" Preston, one of the popular kids, inquired. I shook my head.

"Just because I'm good at something meaningless doesn't mean I like doing it." Preston laughed at my reply. Before I could walk away and end the bizarre social interaction, he grabbed my arm firmly.

"Hey," Preston's eyes lit up, "you're cool, Vikk. Wanna come hang out with me and the others?"

"Like, now?" I gulped. I really wasn't a big fan of people, if you couldn't already tell.

"Yes, now." Preston smiled. "And, hey: if you need an excuse to bail, I got your back."

I raised my eyebrows in surprise. Nobody had ever offered to have my back like this before. Well, except....

"Yeah.....yeah, sounds fun." I smiled nervously. Preston fist pumped in victory (Vikktory), and dragged me through the crowded halls.

I wasn't sure how many of 'the others' would be present, and to my dismay, when we exited the building, the entire popular crew seemed to be waiting for Preston. Simon, Tobi, Ethan, JJ, Harry, Josh, Mitch, Rob, Jerome, and...........Lachlan.

Oh no, oh no oh no! This was a mistake. Why did I think I could do this?

"Vikk?" Preston snapped his fingers in front of my face. "Anyone home?"

I snapped back into reality, only to see all eleven guys staring at me.

"Um.......hey." I blushed and covered my face. Way to make a first impression, Vikk!

"Oh my god," Simon squealed and gently pulled my hands from my face, "you are SO cute when you blush!"

"I think you mean he's cute all the time," Preston winked at me.

"Thanks...?" What. Is. Happening???

"Anytime, gorgeous," Mitch flirted.

"Are you guys okay?" I questioned. "This is like, really weird...."

"Vikk, you're so funny!" JJ laughed.

Lachlan cleared his thoat. I risked a glance at him, only to see that he looked beyond pissed, and was staring directly at me. Everyone else continued ignoring him.

"You look so hot in that shirt, Vikk."

"ohmygod, I love your hair!"

"We should netflix and chill sometime-"

"Um, Preston," I looked over to him,seeking escape. "I'm sorry, but I totally forgot, I have that thing, remember?"

"Oh, uh, yeah," Preston responded, clearly remembering what I was referring to. "Guys, Vikk goes and tutors kids after school on Thursdays. I guess I kinda distracted him. Oops, sorry!" He laughed.

"So yeah, I'll be going now." As I turned to leave, someone smacked my ass. I let out an invouluntary shriek, and heard a growl from behind me.

"That. Is. IT!" Lachlan seethed. "I can't take this anymore! Vikk, I really need to speak with you."

I shook my head and sighed. "Lachlan, you broke up with me, you can't just-"

Without another word, Lachlan walked right up to me, and threw me over his shoulder. Despite my protests, he began walking away from his friends.

"What do you think you're doing?! Put me down!" I continued to squirm around, until we reached a location that was apparently Lachlan-approved, and he placed me down, just around the corner of our school.

Naturally, I tried to walk away, but he trapped me against the wall. I rolled my eyes.

"What do you want?" I avoided looking at him, or I might crumble.

"Vikky," he whispered, "I really-"

"No." I interupted. "No, you can't call me that anymore."

"Please, Vikky, let me finish," he was practically begging me, so I let him continue. "Vikk, standing there and listening to all my friends flirt with you was the most difficult thing I've ever had to do in my entire life. I'm so sorry I ever hurt you; I regret everything I said that night. I really, really, really, want to make it up to you. Vikk, will you please take me back?"

I finally looked up at him. His precious blue eyes were welling with tears. Slowly, I wrapped my arms around his face and buried my head into his chest.

"I missed you, Lachy." I mumbled. "Of course I'll give us another chance."

"Thank God," he planted kisses on top of my head. "Now: I'm gonna go kick my friends' asses."

"You haven't changed a bit, have you?"

Person A is a very jealous person. Person B is the type to chat with anyone that's up for it. Recently, Person B has been receiving a lot of attention from Person A's group of friends and Person A is trying their best to not strangle everyone and kidnap Person B because they haven't been getting much attention from Person B. from @otpprompts

[happyminter-blog]

Distance || Miniminter

Word Count: 626

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Distance had always been an issue for you and Simon. With him living in the sidemen house in London and you still living with your parents and going to college in Los Angeles it meant that since the start of your relationship you and Simon had seen each other in person once before and that was when you met.

Simon was on a trip to L.A. with his friends when you happened to run into him whilst walking your dog alone Palm Beach. He was running up the sand in his swimming shorts when you spotted him. There was something intriguing about him. Before you had time to stop yourself you found yourself stood watching him, giggling a little when he fell over trying to kick the football coming in his direction. Unknowingly, your dog pulled to run for the ball, sadly you weren’t quick enough to pull back his lead before he had pelted off towards the group of boys.

“I am so sorry…” You apologised once again as you picked up your dog to stop him getting at their football again. “It’s fine. His owner’s cute so it’s not as bad.” Your cheeks flushed deep red as you smiled. “I’m Simon.” He smiled. “Y/N.” You chuckled, putting out your free hand to shake. He quickly asked you for your twitter and followed you that night. As soon as you followed back he messaged you and before long the two of you would talk for hours on skype while he edited his videos.

But today was the day. For the first time in nearly 8 months, you were on your way to see Simon. You had secretly booked a plane ticket and, along with the help of Josh and Vikk, you were planning a huge surprise for Simon.

You would be lying if you said you enjoyed the flight but it was worth it to see Simon. Vikk waited for you at the airport, telling Simon he’d “gone to get pizza”. When you exited the baggage collection you saw a short boy who looked to be in his teens with a piece of paper that read “Y/N Minter.” You giggled a little as you walked over to him, hugging him quickly.

The drive to the house was long and you were already tired from your flight so you spent most of the drive sleeping, not waking up until Vikk gently shook your shoulder. Feeling a large grin forming on your face, you hopped out the car, Vikk taking your bag for you as you seemed so tired.

“Pizza’s here, boys!” Vikk yelled up the stairs, all the boys made sure to get downstairs before Simon in order to film his reaction to seeing you. Your heart was beating out of your chest as the boys piled into the kitchen – each of them saying quiet ‘hello’s. There was a minute gap that felt like a lifetime before Simon set foot in the kitchen, he looked confused for a second as each of his friends were stood with their phones out but then he spotted you and a large grin formed on his face.

As soon as he spotted you all you could do was run at him and jump up on to him, wrapping your legs around his waist as he held you tightly. You wanted to stay like this forever, just being able to touch him and smell him was bliss to you. “What are you doing here?” Simon asked you quietly. “I couldn’t wait any longer to see you.” You replied, your face buried in the crook of his neck.

It was safe to say that you and Simon were more in love after your week  in London than you had ever been before.

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I need you/Jide One Shot

A/N: This was not requested, (reminder, our requests are open atm!) I listened to BTS-I need u when I wrote this. Such an amazing song and the video gave me chills. Hope you guys like it! X Tessa

I was surrounded by darkness. Only a few sparks of light were shining through my curtains. I stared at the ceiling and listened to my heartbeat. I took a deep breath and looked beside me. No one, I was all alone. I rolled my eyes, was I expecting someone to be beside me? Of course not.

‘He left you, remember?’ A voice said in my head and I groaned rolling over to my side and grabbing my phone. The bright light shined in my face and I instantly regret not turning down my resolution. After a while I got the resolution down and looked at the time. 3:06, great only 5 more hours until my alarm would go off. I sigh looking at my lock screen. It was a picture of New York. I smile thinking back at that night.

It was summer and Jide took me on a holiday to the states. It was a chilly evening and we went for a walk. I remember he gave me his sweater when we were on our way home. The light on my phone faded and the room was filled with darkness again. I pull the sleeves from my sweater over my hands and take in the familiar smell. The smell of him. I feel a tear sliding from the corner of my eye, down my cheek.

‘Stop crying he left you! And he’s not coming back!’ the voice spoke again. That was it, I couldn’t take it anymore. I need to call him, I need to hear him and I need to know if he feels the same. I grabbed my phone and opened my messages. I scrolled down and saw his name. I took a deep breath and my fingers touched the screen, trying to write my feelings, trying to make him notice how much I need him, how much I miss him.

 I look at the message and sigh. There it was, everything I wanted to say in a text message. I hold my finger above the send button. ‘This is not right’ I whisper to myself and I hold the backspace button deleting the entire message. 

 Hey

 ‘Great Y/N, you want him back, tell him how much you need him and all you can say is hey?’ The voice speaks again and I shake my head, trying to get it out of my head. Delivered it said underneath my message and not even a second later I see that he’s typing.

 Hi..

 I could feel my heart skip a beat. And I start typing again.

I know it’s late.. but, I just needed to say that I really miss you and that I need you. I need to know that when I open my eyes I see you next to me, I need you to hold me, comfort me and I need to do the same for you. I just wish we could leave what happened behind us..

Before I knew it I hit the send button, I read the message again and groan, wanting to throw my phone against the wall ‘why can’t you just ask how he is doing Y/N’ I say to myself. I lock my phone and look back at the ceiling. My eyes almost shut when I hear my phone. I quickly unlock my screen and stare at his message.

I’m on my way

My eyes widened, he was on his way? He was on his way! I smiled to myself leaving a breath of relief escape my lips. Minutes, what felt like hours passed when you heard someone enter you’re apartment. Footsteps came closer towards your bedroom, and when the door opened you saw him standing there. We both didn’t spoke; he just kicked his shoes off and lay down beside me. His hand soon found my waist and he hold me tight against his chest. I smiled and closed my eyes. A few moments of silence passed when I fell his familiar lips touch my neck.

‘I need you to baby’ He whispered and I smiled, I could finally go to sleep now, safely in his arms.