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Old Post Masterlist: Part 1

Hey loves, here’s a part one of the old posts I’ve collected over the few years. Mind you these dates back to my high school days, the mass post will stop once we reach 2017. Hope you all enjoyed these as much as I enjoyed writing them for you all! 

Jovani Jara:

Sunrises

This Town

Aaron Carpenter:

Why isn’t that me Part 1

Why isn’t that me Part 2

The Sweet Life

Marry Me

Taylor Caniff:

Beach Day

Cameron Dallas:

I Love You

Envy Isn’t a Pretty Color

But They Like Each Other

Lazy Day

The Tag

Car Rides with Cam Be Like

It was always you

Imagine For Val

Imagine For Lara

Imagine For Monica

Matthew Espinosa:

It’s Alright Baby

Stay

You Can Do Better

Connor Franta:

Better Together

Cause You’re The One

I Shouldn’t Be Missing You

Tronnor Blurb

Carter Reynolds:

I Can’t Imagine a Day I Won't

Nash Grier:

I Love You

Instagram While Dating Nash

Your Relationship With Him

Hayes Grier:

Hayes The Bae

Levi Randall:

Roadtripping

Jack Gilinsky:

Crazy For You

Shawn Mendes:

Perfect

Pillowtalk

So Much Love (lost link)

Fool For You

Paper hearts

Sometimes It ends in love.

Need (lost link)

Jacob Whitesides:

Sunshine

Jon Klaasen:

Her Love

Chris Ganoudis:

One Of You

Conor Maynard:

Just A Little Push

Dylan O'Brian:

Not Like That

Justin Bieber:

Tell Us A Story

Is This The End

I Missed You

Fun In The Sun

Strong For You

Braiden Wood:

One and Only

Family

David Scarzone:

Brunch

Spencer Sutherland:

Blurb

[annaaa-laurennn]

H.G| Don’t Wanna Think

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 I have never been much of a drinker. I didn’t particularly care for the taste and I especially hated the side effects that came along with it. But one with a broken heart will do almost anything to escape the pain, especially if your heart has been broken by Hayes Grier.

“What the hell,” I said aloud even though I was the only one present in the room. I poured myself another shot of whisky and practically shoved it down my throat. The alcohol burned, yet as each moment passed I began to feel more numb. Maybe I was out of my mind, but at least I didn’t have feel the pain of Hayes’ stinging words.

“I don’t love you like I used to. I need a break, Y/N.” His words hurt more than the English vocabulary can explain. I was crazy about him, he was my favorite person. I had come to love him so much that it was impossible to picture my future without him. It was no longer just me, it was me and Hayes. But he managed to crush me with as little as a few harsh words strung together.

I thought to myself: I don’t want to think about you. I don’t want love you, I don’t even want to remember you. What better way to forget than scarf down another shot of whisky? I was going to have one hell of a hangover come tomorrow morning, but that honestly the last thing on my mind.

As the night progressed, and my drinking, something started to change. I became braver. I went from not wanting to leave my kitchen bar to willing to confront Hayes. I was so sad but I was covering that up with anger. I was angry at him because he broke me and he did it so easily. Why? How? I had questions, but they would likely go forever unanswered.

Four hours into my drunken haze, I found myself at Hayes’ doorstep. His apartment complex was only a block away from mine. Yet, it’s still questionable how I managed to get there safely. I wasn’t at all in my right mind. I was not making rational decisions. My first mistake of the night, or wee hours of the morning to be technical, I knocked harshly on the door. Knock! Knock! Knock! At 1:30 A.M. silence filled the complex, allowing me to hear Hayes’ footsteps coming near the door.

Hayes fiddled with the lock for a moment and then opened the door completely. He looked almost as rough as I did. His eyes were puffy and swollen. Had he been crying? The young boy didn’t appear to be himself. “Y/N-“

“What the fuck is wrong with you?” I screamed, cutting him off, not caring if I disturbed or the silence or if I woke anyone up.

Hayes was shocked. I was acting so out of character. On a normal day I was not one to scream, I didn’t curse much, and I sure didn’t knock on someone’s door at one-thirty in the morning. He wanted me to calm down, he wanted me to leave, but before he even had the chance to speak I started again.

“What about us? Are we not good enough, am I not good enough for you?” I asked, my voice beginning to crack. “You said you needed love, what about now?” I was a complete and utter mess. Even though they were drunk words, they were very much sober thoughts. That is what made it so awful.

“Y/N,” Hayes sighed, “you need to go home. You aren’t acting yourself.” He wasn’t in a much better state than me, however, he wasn’t drunk. That had to count for something. “I’ll take you home.”

“Don’t touch me,” I spatted his hand away. Hayes was attempting to grab me by the arm.

“Y/N…” He may not love me anymore, but he was still protective. I didn’t get it. Why wouldn’t he just let me be?

“I don’t want you taking me home. I don’t want your help,” I said, trying again to brush Hayes away from me.

“You’re drunk. I’m taking you home, end of story,” said Hayes in a matter-of-fact tone.

“No,” I refused once again.

“Yes,” said Hayes. He pulled his apartment door shut and gripped my hand tightly. Hayes was stronger than me but he especially was when I have had a few too many to drink. I could refuse and resist all I wanted, I wasn’t getting loose from him.

Hayes walked me back to my own apartment. The entire walk over, he hovered over me in an attempt to shield me. Not quite sure what from though. In a matter of time, we were standing at my own apartment door. Hayes pulled out his spare key and unlocked the door for me.

I stumbled onto the sofa. I could have sworn at the time that piece of furniture was the most comfortable thing I’d ever lied on.

“I’m staying until you fall asleep,” announced Hayes. Why did he even care? Couldn’t he just leave and go on with his life.

“No, you’re not,” I exclaimed, quickly sitting up, ready to protest. I absolutely did not want him there, not now, not this way. “I don’t want you here Hayes. I’m trying so hard to not think about you. I made a mistake, I went over to your place, I’m sorry but I don’t need you here.”

“Just get some rest, I promise that the minute you fall asleep I will leave.” I loved him so much, but even drunk, it was unbearable to see him when he wasn’t mine. I couldn’t have him stay in my home, he had to go.

“Hayes leave! This is my home and I don’t want you in it,” I said, pushing him out of the door. He was more than strong enough to resist my pushing, he could’ve stayed if he wanted to. However, he knew better than to overstep his boundaries with me.

“Y/N, you should let me stay,” said Hayes one final time.

“Goodbye Hayes,” I said as I slammed the door shut and turned the lock.

I didn’t feel any better. In fact, I felt worse. Seeing his dark brown hair and beautiful blue eyes only reminded of the million reasons of why I loved him. He was smart, kind, caring, compassionate, he was determined and funny. I had a pounding headache and I couldn’t quit thinking about him. I kept revisiting old times and how things used to be. I missed him so damn much. It had been an entire week since he broke up with me and I was not feeling any better. I wasn’t getting over him, I couldn’t not think about him, and I couldn’t simply forget about him. In fact, I remembered everything, I remembered the way his voice sent chills down my spine and how his touched caused my entire body to erupt with fireworks. I remembered how he once promised that he would never hurt me, he claimed that I was the one for him. He said that one day he would get down on one knee and put a pretty ring on my finger. Obviously, the were just words. He didn’t mean anything by them and apparently they were nothing but empty promises.

I woke up the next morning feeling pathetic and a bit nauseous. Most of the night was blur but I faintly remember knocking at Hayes’ door and him bringing me home. I must’ve made a fool out of myself. The first thing I did was check my phone, at some point I had sent Hayes an abundance of texts and called him three times. My call logs showed that he didn’t answer, that was at least some good news. I read of the texts that were still unanswered. I cringed reading what I had sent. Things like “I miss you, I need you, why did you leave?” Oh shit, I thought.

Returned to complete sobriety, I decided to call Hayes. He answered the phone within two rings. “Hello?”

“Hi,” I said, sounding sad and embarrassed to be calling, “please ignore any messages that you got from me. Also, I’m sorry about last night. I obviously wasn’t in the right state.”

Hayes chuckled a bit, “it’s fine, but hey, can I come over for a second? I just want to talk.” What on earth could he want to talk about? I was already embarrassed to be calling him, I really didn’t want to see him face to face.

“I don’t know,” I admitted, “I mean we don’t really have much to talk about, do we? What’s done is done.” I hoped that he would understand and choose to not further press the issue.

“Please, I want to see you Y/N,” begged Hayes. There was no use in arguing with him, besides he was just as likely to come over without my permission. He was so stubborn at times.

“Fine but let’s make it quick,” I said before ending the call. I threw on an old t-shirt and pair of athletic shorts. My hair was a mess but honestly I didn’t care, it wasn’t worth putting on a show for Hayes.

It was only a matter of a few minutes before he arrived. I willingly let him inside and we both sat down in the living area.

“Are you wearing my shirt,” Hayes laughed as he referred to the old, gray shirt that was randomly thrown in a drawer.

I looked down, I honestly had no clue what I was wearing. “I guess so,” I blushed, “I’m sorry, you can have it back if you’d like.”

“That’s okay, it better suits you anyway.” Hayes casually winked, causing me to smile at him but I quickly caught myself. I didn’t know why he exactly he came, but I couldn’t allow myself to get caught up in him. “So what’s up? What are you doing here,” I questioned, more than ready to cut this visit off. It was hard to look at him, it was hard to think about what we could have been.

“Well,” he said, “I think we need to talk about us and the other day. I messed up Y/N, I want to fix things,” he paused for a moment and then looked straight into my eyes and said, “I want you.”

I felt a few tears attempting to fall from my eyes. I really didn’t want to cry, I was so sick of crying. I tried by my best to hide them. “But this isn’t okay, you can’t claim to not love me one minute and ask for it all to be okay the next.” I missed him and I wanted everything to be okay, but the truth was that he hurt me and that wasn’t okay.

“I know. I know and that’s why it won’t ever happen again. I was just so frustrated with work and  everything else, I took it out on you and I said a lot of things that I didn’t mean.” He placed my smaller hand into his bigger one and forced me to look up at him, “I love you and I don’t want to loose you.”

I could choose to be strong and break his heart this time, or I could do what I really wanted to. ��Okay, then lets fix us. I don’t wanna do life without you either,” I admitted. I forgave him for hurting me because that’s what lovers do. He made a mistake, he said things he didn’t mean but I wasn’t quite ready to give up.

“That’s the best thing I’ve heard all day,” said Hayes. He smiled and leaned in to kiss me. “So what do you want to do today, princess?”

“I don’t know,” I said, “let’s go to the pool or something.” I didn’t care how we spent our day, I was just thankful that I got to spend it with my guy. 




[krism98]

It Only Takes Once

Anon: Cameron Dallas- you accidentally got pregnant

This was a request from forever ago. For the anon who requested, I’m sorry it took so long. A lot has happened recently and Tumblr has slipped my mind. But here we go!

My hands are shaking. The timer is still ticking away. I just took a pregnancy test. My brother, Aaron would be so pissed. I went and visited him at Magcon while he was on tour and hung out with the guys. Cameron and I hooked up on the last night I was there, and we never told anyone. Cameron was my first. He took my virginity. And now, our lives might be ruined. The boys don’t come home for about a week. Aaron is going to be so pissed. It feels like an eternity, but only a minute has passed. Two more to go. I’m not ready to be a mom. But if I’m pregnant, I can’t kill the kid. Finally, the timer goes off. It’s now or never. My hands start shaking even worse as I approach the sink where the test is laying. My eyes are screwed shut, terrified of the answer. I attempt to pick up the stick, dropping it about a dozen times before finally gripping it. All I can hear is my heart pounding in my chest. I force my eyes open. The test has two pink lines. I’m pregnant. Tears begin flowing down my face, as sobs wrack my entire body. I collapse on my bathroom floor. Thank God nobody is home to hear and see me like this. Thoughts keep swirling through my mind.

‘What do I do? What if Cameron wants nothing to do with me or the baby? What if everyone calls me a whore?’ 

Suddenly, my phone goes off. Sierra was calling me. 

“H-hello?” My voice croaks.

“Y/N, what’s wrong? You sound like you’re crying.” She immediately becomes serious. Sierra is literally my best friend ever. 

“I’m pregnant.” I said the words. The line is silent. Even saying it didn’t make it feel more real. 

“Who? Who’s the father?” I gulp, trying to find the words. “Come on. I won’t be mad.” 

“Cameron. Your brother Cameron.” The phone is quiet before I hear the loudest squeal ever. “I’m gonna be an aunt! How did he react?” 

“He doesn’t know yet. I literally found out less than five minutes ago when I looked at the test I took. I don’t know what to do. Aaron is going to kill me. Cameron and I aren’t even a thing. It literally happened once and now look at me. I had sex for the first time and it got me pregnant. Some luck I have.” I didn’t notice my brother standing in the doorway. 

“Y/N? Tell me you’re not being real right now.” My whole body tenses as I hear Aaron’s voice. I remained silent. “Who is it?” He finally asks.

“Cam.” I heard a long and loud sigh. I turn, the tears coming back. “He doesn’t know. You and Sierra are the only ones who know. Just please, don’t leave me or call me a whore. I just need my brother.” I blurt.

“I would never do that to you. You’re my little sister. I’m always here. And honestly, I would rather Cam be the father than anyone else. At least I know he’ll take care of you and Bean. Don’t think he’ll leave. Because he won’t. I know it.” I smile, forgetting Sierra is still on the phone. 

“OMG! YOU SHOULD TOTALLY DO A REVEAL THING FOR HIM. LIKE ONE OF THOSE TUMBLR THINGS.” I jump at the screech from the phone. I roll my eyes and laugh.

“Okay, let’s do it.” 

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My hands are shaking again, but for a different reason this time. Aaron and Sierra decided to invite ALL of the guys and make it a party. Sierra helped paint my stomach. Right now, I have a tshirt on with a bikini top underneath. I tend to always do that at Summer parties incase I want to take my shirt off. Nothing will seem out of the ordinary. We painted a picture of a little pair of feet with a retro loading bard underneath it, at 10 percent. It was adorable. One by one, all of the guys came and hugged me. Mahogany was there too. Finally, the guest of honor arrived. 

“Cameron!” I yelled, he turned his head and grinned. *it’s now or never*. I walk up to him, taking my shirt off in the process. “I don’t know how else to tell you, but you’re going to be a dad.” His face goes blank. My heart thuds. “Cam, please. Say something.” All of a sudden, he does his signature Cameron scream. 

“I’M GONNA BE A DADDY!” He screeches. Then, the biggest surprise ever happened. All of the rest of the guys went silent. That’s never happened before, at least not voluntarily. 

“I’m the favorite uncle!” Taylor screams, which causes an argument over who will be the best and favorite uncle. I shake my head laughing. 

“I can’t believe this is happening.” Cam whispers.

“I can’t believe Aaron didn’t kill you.” He smirked and dipped me like the old fashioned movies and kissed me. 

[shawnscozycorner]

ok

[invisiblepepole]

You`re dating Hayes Grier

[masgnetite]

wow

[yoo-fangirlsaesthetic-blog]

Taylor Caniff

Imagina que estas en clase cuando una pequeña bolita de papel golpea tu nariz, decides ignorarlo pero un par de bolitas mas se dirigen hacia ti. Cansada abres las bolitas y lees “Te quiero”, te giras y ves como un chico se sonroja y aparta la mirada.

[rianamays]

So I matched with this guy on Bumble but it was expired so I went to delete him and I noticed someone familiar😂😂

[ohmylanes]

you can be my safety zone🧜🏽‍♀️💛

[magcons-posts]

[magcon-imagines-is-bae]

Word count: 771

Imagine: Heyyy! Can you pls write an imagine where y/n and Hayes are dating and they go on a date and some guy won't stop flirting with y/n so Hayes gets all pissed and protective and confronts him. Thaaaanks!!😘

You were tugging at the end of your sleeve. It was a nervous habit you obtained. Hayes was on his way over to pick you up and you were hoping you looked at least halfway decent. 

“You look greaaaat” Your friend sung out from your bed washing away any self-doubt you had moments before. A small smile broke across your face and you pushed your (H/C) out of your face.

“I mean you did spent like what?” She paused counting her finger in front of her face,” A billion hours trying on every outfit you own”

“At least I can decide in the end” A pillow flew across the room and hit your shoulder causing you to let out a laugh. You had to admit you did look good. Plus, you felt good. Have you ever worn that one outfit where you just feel like you’re on top of the world and can conquer anything? Well that feeling is running throughout your body. 

A knock signaled from downstairs, causing you both to give each other a look before rushing down the stairs. As you opened the door before you stood your handsome boyfriend.

“You look gorgeous” He gave you his signature smile and bent down to give you a kiss on your cheek. 

A squeal was let behind you and you gave a small chuckle.

“OMG you guys are just so cute, Hayes you’re one lucky lad” She remarked. “Yeah I am” His eyes met yours and for a moment you felt like the only two people in the world.

“Well we probably should head out yeah?” You said breaking the staring contest. Hayes gave you another smile in response.

“No, but seriously, she spat milk everywhere” you gestured with your hand around yourself. Hayes was trying to control his laughter beside you. You guys created this game where you tell your favorite moment or funny situation that happened between the time you were apart. It was fun and it helped remind yourselves of the positives in life.

“How much milk again”

“SO MUCH” Hayes cracked up again and you couldn’t help but join in. He was driving you guys to your favorite aquarium. You loved the water and the colorful fish. Hayes just liked your silly expressions every time you saw a new fish. He said you were a like a child in the biggest toy store in the world. 

“Look, Hayes, Look, Hayes!” You exclaimed pointing at yet another vibrant fish for the billionth time. You had a gleam in your eyes and he let a chuckle as he walked a little bit away to check out an angelfish swimming contently near the bottom. 

“The fish aren’t the only beautiful thing here it seems” A strange voice called out beside you. 

“Are you attempting to flirt?” 

“Yes, is it working?” He gave you smile that you’re sure most girls would swoon over but you weren’t interested. At all. You had all you needed with Hayes and you’ve been through a lot with him.

“No, it was a sad attempt, really” You walked a bit farther away, wondering where Hayes was but the guy wasn’t getting the hint apparently. 

“Okay, what about, there’s an angel in the room and I’m not talking about the angel fish” He gave you a wink.

“Hey babe” A strong and familiar arm wrapped around your waist, “What’s going on?” He asked but he wasn’t meeting your look. His eyes were directly on the stranger. 

“I’m just talking to a beautiful stranger” He gave a cocky smile.

“Yeah, you’re talking to my girlfriend and by the way she reacted she didn’t like it” Their eyes were locked and the room became tense. The last thing you wanted was a fight. You tugged on Hayes’s arm to signal that you were uncomfortable and just wanted to leave.

“Leave my girl alone” Hayes gave one menacing step before intertwining your fingers together. His body was tense and he was extremely pissed. 

“Hayes its fine, really” You calmly spoke, reaching your free arm to wrap around his bicep.

“No its not, it’s ridiculous, guys really need to take a hint” He groaned. You should be upset but it was hard. Really hard. It was kind of attractive having Hayes stand up for you. “What?” He met your eyes

“Nothing” You smiled and reached up to connect your lips to his.

[pieceofmyheart8]

Crookedly in Love - Chapter Forty Nine | A Shawn Mendes Fan Fiction

Crookedly in Love | A Shawn Mendes Fan Fiction

TRAILER | MASTER LIST | WATTPAD

LAST CHAPTER! Thank you so much for reading my story. Please let me know what your thoughts are! Stay tuned for a new story coming out soon :) xx

Chapter Forty Nine (LAST CHAPTER)

I stood at the airport, waiting for my boarding call. I pressed my lips together, as my heart fluttered.

My guitar was already stowed away in the private plane Selena arranged for me. I was heading to Los Angeles today to help her with the next album. And it was surreal.

I had to pinch myself every few minutes to make sure this was happening. That I wasn't just in another one of my dreams.

But, at the same time, a part of me didn't want this to be real. A part of me didn't want to be travelling across the country away from him. From my best friend. From my...boyfriend? My...everything.

My phone rang that minute. I jumped out of my thoughts and went to answer it.

"Hey, where are you?" I asked.

"I think I'm lost," Shawn said on the other line.

"I'm in the private lounge area," I said. "I put your name at the door."

"And that's by Starbucks?"

"No, by the steakhouse," I said, laughing. "Shawn! You got to hurry."

"I don't know where the steakhouse is. Can you come and find me?"

My eyebrows furrowed. "Come find you?"

I didn't understand what was happening. Couldn't he find a map around the airport? I just wanted to see him before I left, so I didn't bother arguing with him.

"Jules, please?" he said.

And that's when I knew he had something up his sleeve. I pushed open the door of the lounge out into the terminal. I looked around, not sure what to do or where to go.

Then I heard it. I heard the strumming of the acoustic guitar from around the corner. I furrowed my eyebrows, as my heartbeat picked up speed. I don't know why I was nervous. It was more like adrenaline pumping through me.

I turned the corner to see Shawn looking like a street busker. He had his plaid shirt on and dark jeans on, and he looked like any ordinary guy off the street. It reminded me of when we first met, and of all the years we spent just playing guitar in the park, in our houses, at school.

I felt tears sting my eyes before I even could tell what he was playing.

He looked up at me and his face lit up. People were crowded around him, some knowing who he was and others just curious.

"Hi everyone," Shawn said to the crowd. "Some of you may know me. I'm Shawn, and I like to play music."

Girls started to take out their phones to document this. They knew their videos were going to go viral.

"Ever since I was twelve, I've had my better half in my life. I've become a better musician, a better songwriter...a better person. She's been the guiding light in my life. And I know, I know I'm sounding super cheesy. But, I don't care."

He kept strumming his guitar in a rhythmic fashion.

"And, we've been writing songs together ever since we met. She's been there for all the major milestones in my life. She's always been there for me."

I watched him look at me with such adoration in his eyes, and my heart has never been so full.

"She's always thought about my happiness. And, despite the contradictory stories you've heard in the media, the truth is this: I never meant to, but I've been neglecting her happiness for a while. She's been my rock throughout this journey, and I've never been good enough for her."

I felt everyone's eyes on me, but I couldn't look at them. I could only look at him.

"Julia, I know I haven't been nearly enough for you. But I will spend every day trying to be. You are about to embark on a journey filled with success and the praise you deserve because you are more talented than anyone I know."

I started to walk closer to him.

"I love you. I love you more than you know or I can put into words," he continued. "And, I thought...I just want to sing with you one last time before you go."

I ran up to where he was, as people waited in anticipation to see what I would do. And I did what any old sappy romantic would do. I threw my arms around him and pressed my lips to his. I kissed him with a sweet intimacy.

People exploded into cheers. Even those who didn't know us. They were rooting for our love story. We had a love to root for.

"I'm going to come visit you all the time," he said.

"I love you so much," I mumbled.

He kissed me again.

"Want to sing 'Life of the Party' for old time's sake?" he whispered.

I nodded.

He started to strum the familiar notes, and I jumped into the first verse. Everything was so surreal to me. Our whole journey from friends to couple to stranger back to being us again. It was a tiring, exhilarating, once-in-a-lifetime, heartbreaking journey.

But it was our story.

We don't have to be ordinary Make your best mistakes 'Cause we don't have the time to be sorry

So baby be the life of the party

We were in love. Crookedly in love. And I wouldn't have it any other way.

[krism98]

I'm still alive I swear!

Hey guys I know it seems like I've dropped off of the face of the earth. I just finished my first year of college. In order to focus on my studies I deleted my Tumblr app because it was taking over my attention. Now that I'm on summer break I should be able to get back on board with the imagines and ships. It might take a bit but it'll happen I swear. So yeah. I didn't die. Lol

[mendesamor]

WHOSE MANS IS THIS?! That ain't Shawn Mendes. That's Sean Mendez.

[gilinksy-johnsonn]

Cheater. (Sammy Wilk/ Sk8 Smut)

This was a request from an anonymous sender. I hope you enjoy and it’s what you wanted! Go on and keep sending me some ideas to write for you guys. 🌸💗

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2:00 a.m the clock read. I was sitting on the couch in the living room of mine and my boyfriend Sammy Wilks shared home. I had been watching Netflix, staying up waiting for Sam. It was getting late and I had to work the next morning. I wanted to wait for Sam to get home but I was getting extremely tired and tomorrow was going to be busy at work. I turned off the T.V and headed to bed.

I woke up a few hours later and still no Sammy. I didn’t think anything of it because he’s done stuff like this before. I checked my phone and nothing from him either. I locked my screen letting out a sigh and rolled my eyes.

I got out of bed, took a shower and continued to get ready for work. As I was driving to work my favorite song came on and it reminded me of Sammy. I sat there on the way to work just thinking of him and I. How great our relationship was and how lucky I was. My thoughts were broken when I was Starbucks, of course I had to stop and get some.

I arrived to work, and immediately it was so busy due to the huge event we had going on.

Skip to after work

I got into my car, checked my phone and still nothing from Sam. I did have a text from Nate asking if I wanted to hang out later. I didn’t reply because I was hoping Sam would be home and him and I could hangout.

When I got home I had a weird feeling the minute I walked in. I then heard a laugh coming from our room. I put my stuff down, I smile because I new he was home and I ran to the room. I was immediately stopped by what I saw. I saw Sam and Stass, in my bed. The bed where Sam and I made love many times, the bed I slept in every night, the bed you shared with someone who you thought you loved.

I stood at the door, arms crossed watching them.

“Mhmm” I said clearing my throat.

“Shit, Y/N I didn’t know you were coming home so soon.” Sam said

“Oh I’m sorry I came to our home, should I have rang the doorbell?” I said angrily pointing behind me

Stass remained staring at me.

“I’m surprised you have nothing to say now because you had a lot to say before you saw me.” I said

“I would say I can’t believe you did this but then who would I be fooling, I new it was coming eventually.”

Tears started forming in my eyes and I rolled my eyes let a sigh come out of my mouth and I grabbed my stuff and started heading to the door.

“Y/N wait!” Sam said.

“What Sam, I want nothing to do with you. God you’re so good, so good. Just when I thought I could start trusting you again and believing that you loved me you turned around and did this.”

“Y/…” Sam tries saying before I cut him off.

“We’re done. You chose your side. I’ll come get my stuff tomorrow.” I said walking out of our home.

I got into my car and I call Nate immediately, he was one of the boys I trusted the most. I called him for everything, he was my first go-to

“Hello” Nate said

“Hey.” I said sniffling on the phone

“Hey Y/N you good?” He said

“can I come over?” I said

“Yes absolutely, come.” He said

“Okay, see you soon.” I said hanging up the phone.

I drove to Nate’s house, tears were just falling uncontrollably. I don’t know why I was so hurt. I knew he was a playboy type but after investing two years of my time and supporting him in everything he does and being alone, him making me believe he loved me. It hurt.

I got to Nate’s house and I knocked on the door.

“He… y/n what’s wrong?” He said noticing my teary eyes.

“I caught him… I caught sam cheating.” I said crying

He gave me a hug and brought me inside. Him and I sat on the couch and just talked we talked about the situation, we talked about what I should do about it, we talked about his music, my work, his touring. We realized it was hitting 11:00 pm when we finished talking.

“You can stay here if you want Y/N” He said

“Can I really? I asked smiling

“Of course”

He stood up let out his hand for me to grab it and led us to his room. He opened his drawers and gave me a pair of sweatpants and grabbed me a shirt from his closet.

“Thanks” I said

He smiled and kissed the top of my forehead.

I started to change and he turned around and said “oh, I’m sorry.”

“No it’s fine, I’m comfortable around you.” I said

He walked up towards me and leaned his forehead and ran his hands down my sides.

“You’re so beautiful.” He said

Our lips and bodies were very close he turned me around and leaned me against the cold wall, goose bumps were all over my body

“Kiss me.” You said

He kissed me so passionately, I knew it was wrong becquse Sammy and I technically didn’t break up but the way his sweatpants hung on his waist and his shirtless body just looked amazing at the moment. The way his tattoos and his jawline perfectly looked. I couldn’t help myself.

He picked me up and laid us on the bed and slowly pulled off my sweatpants. We went from kissing to him kissing me slowly down my body. He kissed from my neck to my belly bottom around to my thighs and soon my hot spot. The way he passionaly moved his tongue made me want him even more. He moved himself by slowly kissing my thighs and moving back to my neck. He slowly slid himself into me and we grinded our bodies slowly. Everything about what we were doing was wrong but felt so right. We were both moaning while kissing, we new we were hitting each others climax as soon as his thrusts sped up.

As we were finishing he kissed me and looked at me and said “you’re beautiful, Sammy is stupid.”

He rolled over next to me and out naked bodies cuddled into each other as the cold air hir our bodies.

“Thank you, Nate.” I said falling asleep.

“Goodnight.” He said.

I woke up the next morning rolled over and looked at Nate sleeping so peacefully. I got out of bed, out on some of his clothes and went down to the kitchen. I pulled out some stuff in his fridge and started to make breakfast. As I was making breakfast my phone buzzed. It was a text from Sammy.

Sam❤️: Can we talk?

Me: what is there to talk about? From what I think it’s nothing.

Sam❤️: y/n I screwed up I know but I’m sorry. It won’t happen again. She meant nothing to me. Where are you I’ll come over.

Me: she obviously meant something by the way you two were kissing and loving it up. Sam just move on and let me live and be me. We both know it was gonna happen sooner or later. I’ll be by to get my stuff. I’m sorry but you chose.

He didn’t respond after and I went on making breakfast. I felt hands snake around my waist was I was making bacon.

“Mm good morning.” Nate said nuzzling his head into my neck while kissing it.

“Good morning.” i said putting my hand on the back of his neck and playing with his hair.

I turned off the stove and turned around and put my arms around his neck, he then kissed me.

“Are you hungry?” I said

“I mean yeah but for something else.” He said grabbing my butt.

“Stop I meant for He delicious breakfast I made.” I said

He grabbed the plates and forks and I took the food to the table. We started to eat when Nate broke the silence.

“Y/n there’s something you should know.” He started

“What’s that?” I said with a nervous feeling in my stomach.

“I uh, well I kinda uhh, like you. Not just like you like a small crush, like every time I see you there’s a feeling in my chest in my stomach that makes me get a good feeling when you’re around. I get if you don’t like me either but I had to tell you since of what happened last night. I’ve been jealous ever since you were with Sam.”

“Nate stop, I like you too. I’m actually glad this happened with me and Sam.”

He smiled and leaned over and kissed me.

“Eat your breakfast.” I said

“Okay.” He said lifting me up and taking me to his, now our room

Hope you guys enjoyed!! Please keep sending ideas. I really want to start writing again. 🌸💗

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