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evereinefaust · 1 year

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. . . ⇢ ˗ˏˋ 𝐓𝐡𝐞𝐫𝐞𝐟𝐨𝐫𝐞 𝐘𝐨𝐮 𝐚𝐧𝐝 𝐌𝐞 ࿐ྂ

Pairing: Selever X afab!Reader

Trigger Warning: Character death

Sypnosis: Being in a relationship with the half-demon known as Selever was a paradise for MC. All she could remember were the happy times the two of them bonded over the years. But, no matter how happy their days may be, every good thing must come to an end...

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From the start, it was like they are fated to find each other.

"I'm back!" a certain teen shouted out, opening the front door to his abode.

"Ah, welcome back, Sele—my goodness! Why are you wet?" Sarvente stopped her sentence mid-way, surprised to see her son drenched from head to toe.

Rasazy looked up from the book she was reading, her stoic face examining her older brother's state. Seeing his annoyed face made a small smile appear on her lips. And just behind the boy was another person that caught her attention.

"You're also here, big sis [Name]," she greeted, her smile growing. Putting her book aside, she stood up and walked over to the duo by the front. She ignored her older brother and instead went straight toward the girl. "It's been a while. Do you want to read books with me? Dad bought me new ones."

[Name] can't help but internally squeal at her cute invitation, however, she had to fight her urge to just agree with the younger girl. So, instead, she caressed Rasazy's light colored-hair, eyes apologetic. "Sorry, Razy, maybe later. I need to take care of your older brother or else he'll blow a fuse."

Selever huffed and crossed his arms at her comment. Nevertheless, he remained well-behaved which is very unlike him. Rasazy pouted but still complied with her words. Their mother smiled at the interaction between the children. She trudged over to them and stopped in front of her son.

"So, what had gotten you in this situation this time?" She asked, pinching his cheek. Her hot-pink eyes glanced in [Name]'s direction, awaiting the explanation from the girl.

The [h/c]-haired teen let out a breath before answering. "As usual, Sel was planning trouble in school. He pulled a water-on-door prank and intended to have me soaked. Instead, I outsmarted him and now he fell for his own trick. That's why this guy was annoyed and grumpy and wet."

"Ugh, it's unfair," he groaned, rolling his eyes and slightly glaring at her. "If only your friends weren't snitches then I wouldn't be like this."

"Sucks to be you, then. My friends love me and want me out of harm."

The boy frowned at that, his narrowed eyes fixated on his lover who only put out her tongue at him mockingly. Meanwhile, the light-purple-haired girl frowned upon hearing the older girl's words and glared daggers at the back of her older brother's head. As for Sarvente, she could only shake her head at them.

"Alright, alright. [Name], dear, why won't you assist Selever and wait in his bedroom? I'll prepare snacks for you kids in the meantime," the woman suggested.

"Okay, mum. I'll take good care of your rebellious son," [Name] grinned as she proceeded to push the boy towards the stairs. Although Selever allowed the girl to move him, he still didn't stop cursing every now and then about her treating him like a child.

Once the two older teens were gone from the living room, Sarvente released a contented sigh. Her eyes were half-lidded and her gaze lingered by the staircase. She is truly glad to have someone like [Name] by her son's side.

The door creaked open and a certain silver-haired teen walked out of the bathroom. He was wearing nothing else but a plain white bathrobe loosely tied around his body and a white towel hanging around his neck. His pearlescent locks were still wet and it seems that he wasn't planning on drying them anytime soon.

[Name] glanced up from her phone and spotted Selever. Upon seeing him, however, she dead-panned. "Can't you at least try and dry your hair? What's the purpose of having a towel around your neck then?"

Selever turned in her direction and smirked. Sauntering over to his bed, he flopped himself next to his lover, leaning against her. His locks tickled her skin and droplets of water stained her clothes. The girl grimaced at her lover's actions.

"Sel, what is it that you want?" she sighed.

She knew Selever's behavior all too well—he only acts like this if he wanted something from her as compensation for feeling wronged. Although it was entirely his fault that he ended up like this, [Name] knew better than to argue with the man and instead would just give him to his demands. He acts like a child sometimes. Though, a spoiled one at that.

"Why'd you have to avoid my prank like that?" he asked, his tone sounding hurt.

The girl sighed. Carefully pushing the boy away from her shoulder, she ignored the wetness on her clothes and instead focused on her pouting boyfriend. A slight crease was in between his eyebrows, silver-colored eyes with a hint of pink contained sadness staring back at her, and his lips were downturned. [Name] sported a tender smile, placing both of her hands on his pale cheeks and caressing them with her thumb.

"You know why, Sel. Sometimes your pranks are too much. I had no idea what you had in your mind when you set up that prank so I had to be cautious," she explained. Gently pecking his lips, she continued. "Now, tell me—why do you want me to fall victim to your prank?"

Sleek strands brushed across her face as his head tilted slightly upward so their lips could touch once more. "I bought new clothes for you. I thought that if I drench you with water, you would have no reason to decline my gift as you often do. I really wanted to see you wearing it too."

The silver-haired man trailed off with his gaze drifting downward, a blush covering his cheeks and nose. It looked adorable on him. [Name] chuckled lightly and leaned forward, planting a small kiss on his lips. She pulled away first, a mischievous smirk spreading over her features.

"Well, I guess I can't say no to that now, can I?"

He grinned widely, his eyes sparkling with joy. "No, you can't."

The girl shook her head and chuckled. "Turn around. I'll dry your hair for you."

Selever obediently complied with her words. She took the towel hanging around his neck and began drying his silver locks. She hummed a tune that the boy loved dearly, making him close his lids and savor the moment between them. Her hands moved fluidly around his head, massaging his scalp in the process of drying his tresses. When she finished, she gently combed her fingers through his silky silver locks, making him sigh contently.

"There we go, all done~" she cooed. "Your hair is really soft after you wash it, Sel."

Selever turned around once more. His usual playful smirk emerged on his face once again, along with a pink tint dusting his cheeks. [Name] can't help but be mesmerized by a half-naked Selever in front of her. More so with his silver locks let down to dry more as they framed his lithe neck and his robe only mere inches from being removed from his milk-colored body. In all honesty, Selever right now looked really hot.

She wrapped her arms around his torso and hugged him tightly as she kissed his neck and shoulders. He responded by pressing his chest to hers, letting his arms wrap around her petite frame. Their breathing became heavy and they found themselves unable to hold back. A soft moan escaped his lips and he buried his face into her soft [h/c] hair.

"[Name], I love you so much..." he murmured, nuzzling the top of her head.

She giggled softly in response and tightened her grip on his muscular waist, inhaling his fresh scent. "You smell really nice."

The two lovers stayed together and had nothing left to do but enjoy each other's presence. They spent most of the rest of their time lounging together in Selever’s bed, waiting until his mother calls for them.

Years passed and their relationship grew into that of lovers.

It was a fine afternoon. The sun is hidden behind countless clouds, the midday day breeze paying a certain duo a visit. It really lifts the girl's spirit to have lunch on the school rooftop, wherein no one is there to bother them. She let out a contented sigh, watching the fluffy clouds above pass by her line of sight, her hand fondly caressing her lover's silver locks.

[Name] and Selever are already done with lunch and are now loitering around the school's rooftop and away from the majority of the students. In the case of the girl, she usually spends her free time here unwinding and taking a nap. However, the same can't be said for the tall boy. Despite having his next subject period ongoing, he is instead here, lounging with his lover.

"Sel," the girl called, gazing down at the relaxed boy resting on her lap.

"Hm? What is it, kitten?" he opened one of his eyes and smirked, a mischievous glint appearing in his silver-pink hues.

The girl scrunched her brows and shivered a bit, before lightly slapping his pale cheeks. He yelped in response. "Your next class is already ongoing, why aren't you leaving?"

"But you're comfy~" he whined, pouting as he turned his head towards her stomach and snuggled against her. With his long and slender arms keeping a tight grip around her waist, the girl knew that she won't be able to pry the teen off her. "You are my new pillow, kitty."

Selever nuzzled his nose against her belly button, which made the girl giggle and squirm underneath him. He grinned, pecking the girl's belly, making her let out a squeal. Her hands flew up to cover her belly, trying to protect it. However, the only thing that came from it was another laugh from her, accompanied by Selever's own hearty cackle.

"Fine," she relented, smiling warmly at him. "But you have to promise me no more skipping class. If you do, I'll lend you my legs anytime you want to sleep."

He leaned up and kissed her cheek, eliciting a few giggles from her before they both stood up. As soon as he stepped onto the concrete, however, he paused. [Name] fixed her clothes before facing Selever who was standing still in front of her. She tilted her head in confusion.

"Sel?"

Without warnings whatsoever, Selever closed the gap between them. Her [e/c] hues were wide at the sudden surprise kiss coming from her lover. A blush bloomed on her cheeks at his act, and when he pulled away, he gave her a cheeky grin, his canine showing.

"See you later, my pillow~"

And with that, the boy exited the rooftop through the stairs, leaving the girl alone. It took [Name] a few minutes to process what just happened.

"What the... that guy really," she let out a sigh, shaking her head.

They found love and happiness with each other.

"Stargazing was a good idea."

A certain pair of lovers stared at the starry skies. There was a moment of peace between them. They watched as the stars twinkled in the night sky, illuminating the dark. It was one of those days when Selever would take his beloved on the roof of his home, sitting by her side as they stargaze. Often, he would just look at the side profile of the girl, admiring her features instead.

"Stargazing with you is always a good idea," [Name] chuckled, glancing at the silverette, and smiled. She inched closer to his body and he instinctively wrapped an arm around her. "I just love being with you, Sel."

"Is that so?"

"Mhm."

Selever once more found himself staring lovingly at the side profile of his little beloved. Her long hair flowed freely through the soft winds, her innocent, [e/c] orbs glimmered while watching the stars, her soft lips parted in awe, and her [s/c] cheeks tinted pink. Her beauty was truly unparalleled. She is truly a masterpiece.

"You look beautiful in the moonlight," he murmured, pink dusting his cheeks.

Facing her lover, [Name] sported a gentle smile amidst her blushing face. "You look handsome as well."

"Heh, I know that much already~" he tittered, his usual cocky smirk plastered on his lips.

She smiled fondly at her boyfriend. Even with his personality and attitude sometimes, she still loved him dearly. That's just one of his charms. Leaning against his shoulder, [Name] enjoyed the tranquil moment between them. Their hands interlocked as they continued their stargazing.

They shed tears and comforted each other.

"Oof!"

A body plopped itself on the torso of a certain teen as the silverette was taken aback by the force the girl put into the embrace. Her face was undoubtedly buried in his chest, her arms tightly gripping his rose-colored sweater. Selever rose a brow at his lover's sudden gesture, nevertheless, he slowly wrapped his arms around her petite body.

"[Name]? Is something wrong?" Selever asked, worried about her facing any troubles at school. He frowned. "Hey, you know you can tell me anything, right? Is anyone making things hard for you? Just tell me their names and I'll beat them up!"

He tightened his hold on [Name]'s shoulders. [Name]'s cheeks flushed slightly at Selever's warm touch.

"There is no need to beat anyone up," she mumbled softly against Selever's chest, her voice slightly muffled due to the sweater. "I'm fine."

"[Name], are you sure you're alright?" He asked once more, the tone was genuine concern, one of which had never been heard before from Selever's lips.

In fact, the boy rarely showed that side of himself. It wasn't a bad thing, though — Selever was always the disrespectful and cocky one in school. But when he's with her, he usually revealed a different side. One that wasn't seen often. One that [Name] cherished deeply. The [h/c]-haired girl couldn't help but feel her heart flutter whenever Selever did such a sweet thing.

She raised her head a little so they could look at each other directly and gave a tiny smile as she took the chance to steal a quick kiss on his lips. "I'm really fine... I just feel a bit drained..."

At last, Selever released a sigh of relief. He was glad that nothing major seems to be troubling his beloved. His expression contained a rare tenderness as he glanced down at the [h/c]ette. Cupping her cheeks, he leaned down to place a loving and consoling kiss on her forehead. The girl closed her eyes, relishing the moment.

"Alright. Then tell me why you suddenly hugged me out of nowhere."

"I love your hugs," she responded, smiling innocently. "Is that a plausible reason?"

Selever noticed her playful tone, and he can't help but respond to it. Smirking, he then lifted the girl off the ground and hugged her. His arms wrapped around her thigh and his cheeks rubbed her stomach. [Name] was surprised by the act and emitted a cute squeal.

"Selever!"

"What's the matter? I'm giving you a hug, what more do you want?" Selever teased, planting a few kisses on her tummy. "Do you even realize how adorable you are?"

[Name] let out an embarrassed sound, her face flushed. "Ngh... Please stop saying embarrassing things."

She didn't have a clue how to react to the praise he just said. In fact, she couldn't quite comprehend what the heck he just did. The taller male let out a chuckle as he leaned up and kissed her again, gently this time. Parting, his silver-pink eyes softened, lips contorted into a gentle smile.

"I love you so much, my princess."

They both believed that they were blessed with such a fate.

"How about a kiss?" [Name]'s eyes danced with mischief and she was grinning like the Cheshire cat himself, her hands clasped in front of her in an act that was as shameless as it was playful. Her cheeks were flushed, her lips swollen from their recent make-out session, and her [h/l] [h/c] hair fell loose around her shoulders.

"Sure. You've seen my mouth, now kiss it," the boy smirked, his eyes glinting with an equivalent amount of mischief. Licking his lips, he can't help but feel his whole face redden.

It was one of those days that the lovers were to have private intimate time with each other in Selever's room. [Name], as the voice of reason, would always anchor herself and her silver-haired boyfriend from doing naughty things. She acts as his leash that restricts Selever's suggestive advances. However, there are still occasions when she found herself submitting to his desires. And despite her better judgment, she released the leash that contained this beast, allowing herself to be controlled by him.

The girl didn't need to be told twice as she eagerly leaned down to meet her lover's soft lips. Selever was laying on his bed, with his partner on top of him. Both of his hands were caressing her soft skin, while the other was roaming up and down her body. He slowly slipped a hand into her hair to tilt her head down so that they could deepen the kiss. Their tongues met for just a moment before Selever pulled away from her lips, panting lightly.

"Selever. I want more," [Name] was pleading, her [e/c] eyes looking deeply at him.

The [h/c]ette's chest rose rapidly as she tried to catch her breath, and he had trouble suppressing the smile creeping onto his face as he observed his adorable girlfriend struggling so much to regain some control over herself.

"Please," [Name] mumbled after a few seconds, her tone laced with desire, causing Selever to chuckle.

His narrowed silver-pink eyes were glazed over with lust and adoration, yet he remained in the position he was.

"What do you want me to do?" He purred, his voice low and husky. "Do you want to cross over the line?"

[Name]'s face lit up with a blush and she let out a shaky laugh. "I do... but..."

As if sensing that her thoughts were running rampant through her mind and he didn't like it, Selever nuzzled his head against hers. "Hey, princess. No need to feel pressured — you can always say no. You shouldn't blame yourself because I've always been able to get you to do whatever I want. It's not your fault that I'm irresistible."

[Name] chuckled softly. She couldn't help but feel a little bit guilty for being unable to resist his charms. But she also knew that she wouldn't change anything about him. He was perfect the way he was. Seeing her relax, Selever pulled the girl down to him, letting her whole body rest against his. He wrapped his arms around her in a comforting manner, his hands soothing her arms.

"Thank you, Sel. You're such a sweetheart," she said, closing her eyes as his steady heartbeat lulled her to sleep.

[Name] didn't know how long they stayed like that, just cuddling with each other's bodies so close.

However... all good things must come to an end...

He stayed rigid, standing in the middle of the field. White snowflakes cascaded down around him, piling up snow even more. His blood-stained jacket and pants stood in contrast against the pure blanket of snow. His arm limped by his side, the blood from his pale hands dripping down unto the snow. His gaze fixated on the fresh corpse in front of him, the sickly red hue surrounding it spreading outward and staining more the pure white snow.

"Selever!"

"Brother!"

Rushed footsteps approached the male. As three people arrived a meter away from him, they eventually halted. Sarvente's face paled at the sight, her hot-pink eyes wide as a saucer as she covered her mouth with her hands. Ruv was shocked at what his son did, a crease embedded itself in between his eyebrows as he clenched his fists. And as for Rasazy, a rare expression was plastered on her usually impassive face — fear, disbelief, and anguish.

After all, despite Selever acting like the jerk and rebellious teen that he is, they knew that he would never kill anyone. More so his one and only lover. The one he claimed as his dearly beloved. Yet... It was as if the world was already against him from the start. This only made the family confused and distraught.

"Selever... what have you done?" Ruv asked, taking a step forward.

At his father's call, the boy turned his head to face his family. Lifeless eyes stared at them, no emotion present on his face whatsoever. However, they noticed the evident stream of tears cascading down his blood-splattered cheeks. This made each of their hearts churn in pain.

Selever... was crying.

#fanfiction #fanfic #alternate universe #friday night funkin #fnf #fnf au #fnf ruv #selever x reader #fnf selever #mid fight masses #angst with a sad ending #angst #fluff #tragedy

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karls-writing-space · 3 years

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I come back as a stronger Sarvente simp- jajajaja Okay I have an actual writing request this time- Sarvente and Selever (Seperate) with an S/o scenario where the S/o gets bad nightmares and they don’t talk about with Sarvente/Selever until they accidently wake them from twisting and thrashing in their sleep because of an especially bad nightmare?

Aaaa, hello again, fellow Sarvente simp! Lolol

Ofc I can write this!

Comfort fluff coming your wayyy!

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Sarvente

Sarvente couldn't ignore the thought that her S/O was keeping something from her. She tried to shake the thought from her head, but to no avail. It just never really left her alone.

How long has she been thinking about this? At least a few days. It just never seemed to leave her head.

She trusted her S/O, and she hoped that they wouldn't keep secrets from her. Sarv was a trustworthy person, and she wouldn't blab her mouth if she was told a secret.

Sarvente wasn't one to pressure her loved ones to tell her something, so she would wait under her S/O wanted to talk about something.

That time never really came. At least, not until tonight.

The sweet demon had been sleeping soundly beside her lover and enjoying her little journey in the world of dreams, her dreams being nothing but pleasant.

Just as the dream she was having was becoming much sweeter, Sarvente felt someone thrashing around in her bed. This made the pink-haired girl worry. Her eyes shot open and she sat up on her bed as quickly as she could.

When she saw her S/O thrashing and twisting in their sleep, alarms immediately went off in her head. She began to shake her S/O, careful not to hurt them as she attempted to wake them up.

"Darling...! ___! Wake up!" She called out to their partner in hopes that they would hear their name.

As their eyes opened, Sarvente noticed that they appeared to be frightened. She sat her lover up on the bed, her eyes studying their actions and expressions.

"Darling, what's wrong? Did something happen?" She questioned, concern lacing the pinkette's tone.

She patiently awaited their response, loosely wrapping an arm around their shoulders.

When she heard that her S/O has been having bad nightmares for a while now, and that they were awoken by her from a really bad one. They then apologized for waking their girlfriend.

"There's no need to apologize, love." She would then pull her S/O into a gentle hug, letting them rest their head on her body. "Would you like to talk about it?" She then offered.

If her S/O wanted to talk about the nightmare they had, Sarvente would listen. She wouldn't judge her S/O for the nightmare they had, and wouldn't interrupt them.

However, if they didn't want to talk about their nightmare, Sarvente wouldn't push them to. She understands that the nightmare could be scary enough for them to not want to talk about it.

"I'm sorry you dreamt about that. Is there something I can do to help you? Would you like some water? Some tea? Do you want to stay up for a bit?"

If they wanted tea or water, Sarvente would take them to the kitchen and make their beverage.

If they just wanted to stay up and be with their girlfriend for a bit, she will try to soothe them by using comforting words and holding them a tad closer.

When the time comes where Sarv's S/O is ready to go back to sleep, the two will lay back down in their bed. Sarvente then flashes her S/O a soft smile as she says,

"If you get another nightmare, don't be afraid to wake me. Alright, love?"

They nod as they drift back off to sleep. Sarvente smiles at her S/O, yawning softly and closing her eyes, returning to the dream world.

She would make a dream journal for her S/O in the morning to write down their nightmares if they needed to.

And if they woke her up, or needed to wake her, she wouldn't mind. She wanted her S/O to be happy and healthy, after all.

Selever

Unlike his mother, Selever wasn't aware that his S/O wasn't telling him something. He could, however, tell that there was something off with them.

He's noticed this for a while now, but he didn't really know when to confront his partner about his feelings.

He kept his eyes on his S/O while this feeling stayed with him. He wanted to know what was making him think that something was off with them. Sel tried to brush it off as nothing a few times, but this feeling kept returning.

That night, when Selever was peacefully sleeping next to his S/O, he felt the blankets move slightly.

Thinking that his S/O was trying to steal the blanket, Selever semi-consciously took pulled the blanket towards him, grumbling a tad.

When the blanket was still being pulled away from the white-haired boy, he felt his lover twisting and thrashing around in bed. This caused some sleepy confusion and slight concern from the male.

He sat up on his bed and watched his lover thrash around for a few seconds. He didn't know what they were doing, and he wanted them to stop, so he grabbed them by the shoulders and shook them awake.

"Hey, ___! Wakey-wakey, dumbass!" He would raise his voice to try and wake up his S/O.

When they woke up, his immediate question was "What the hell were you doing?! You woke me up."

That was when he noticed that his S/O seemed to have been frightened of something. His expression changed into a more caring and concerned one.

"Hey, are... are you alright?"

Okay, dumb question - his S/O didn't look alright - but he was worried about them.

When they tell him that they had a nightmare, he kind of feels like shit for yelling at you so you woke up. He would mutter an apology for waking you up the way he did.

"So, you wanna talk about that dream or..?"

If they do tell him about the dream, Sel will actually listen. While it may sound like a dumb dream to him, it scared his S/O, and he didn't like anything or anyone scaring them unless it was him himself.

If they don't want to talk about the nightmare, Sel will cock a brow. "Are you sure?" He'd ask. When his lover insists that they don't want to talk about it, he won't make them. Nightmares sucked. He knew from experience.

"How long has this been happening?" He would then ask. When he hears that it's been happening for a while, he gets even more concerned. His partner didn't deserve to endure such things. he would also feel bad that they had those nightmares in the first place.

"Is there anything we can do about it? For tonight, I mean." He would then ask. "Do you wanna get something to drink? Do you want to just sit here-"

"Can I have a hug?"

Selever was caught off guard with that question but nodded nonetheless. He wrapped his arms around His S/O, pulling them into his embrace.

"I'm only hugging you because you need it." He'd mumble.

What a sussy baka Tsundere.

He was even blushing a little bit.

Sel would try to reassure his S/O that nothing in that nightmare would happen. He wouldn't let it happen. He loves them too much.

When his S/O is calm and ready to go back to sleep, Sel will look at them and say,

"If you get another bad dream, wake me up. Or just thrash around again. That sure woke me up."

That last part had a more light-hearted, sarcastic tone.

His partner laughed slightly and nodded. The two then fell back asleep.

While he didn't always act like it, Selever cares about his S/O deeply. He would fight whatever it was that was giving them these nightmares just so that they didn't have to suffer with them anymore.

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intheweedsx · 4 years

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Chapter 2: The MET Gala

Chapter 2: The Met Gala

The night before the MET Gala Calvin was supposed to arrive tom after his 3 month tour and she couldn’t be more excited

“honey im here” shouted Calvin from downstairs

Taylor quickly applied her lipstick and looked in the mirror as she just wore a black lace bra and panties. She decided to slip on a see through shirt and she headed down stairs to greet Calvin.

Taylor ran to Calvin and embraced him in a longing hug. It felt like forever since they had seen each granted it had been three months.

“hey babe” taylor said

“hey I’ve missed you” Calvin said groggily as he yawned

“hey love I’m going to go to bed early I’m so exhausted after the fourteen hour flight.

“yea sure babe. The bed is already made and if there is anything you need I’ll be down here”

“hey Calvin do you want me to unpack your things so you don’t have to do it in the morning”

“yea sure thank you so much”

Taylor took his 2 suitcases and started to unzip them when a pair of dark purple panties fell out. They seemed to have fallen out of Calvin’s suit along with an empty condom wrapper.

Taylor’s heart shattered as she knew that Calvin had cheated in the past but that was in the beginning of their relationship and she had thought they had worked it out and he promised her wouldn’t do it anymore. Taylor started tearing up knowing that their relationship was done. Taylor knew she couldn’t let him keep cheating on me not when I wanted to start a family with him.

“calvin can you come here” taylor said wearily

Calvin slowly came down the stair as he had just gotten out of bed

“can you explain this” as she held the panties and condom up

“you swore you wouldn’t cheat on me anymore and this is what you bring home. The filth of your mistress. I can’t believe you Calvin I really trusted you. And the worse part is she definitely wasn’t the only woman you fucked on your 3 month tour. We are done. Please get your shit out of here”

“Babe I promise it won’t do it again I was just so desperate for some action after not being with you for months”

Taylor looked like she was going to explode

“How dare you blame my lack of presence for you cheating. I did not have the urge to cheat while you were gone even though I missed physical contact so much I sucked it up because I knew how import this relationship was to me and how I could never hurt you like that. But it seems it was quite easy for you to throw what we had all to waste. Please get of this house right now”

Calvin turned around and headed up the stairs to gather his things because he knew that the relationship was over and there was no going back.

Calvin came back down with his stuff packed

“she was better than you anyway” Calvin said as he left slamming the door.

Taylor broke down crying knowing she would have to tell her family and the whole world that yet again she could not make a relationship work.

All of a sudden Taylor heard her phone buzzing. She went to go check who was texting her and it was Joe. She was confused as to why he was texting her cause she hasn’t spoken to him since the night after she got black out drunk

“hey Taylor I know we haven’t spoken in a while but I was wondering if you were going to the MET. I kinda assumed because you are a high profile celeb and all that fancy stuff. Anyway get back to me when you xo”

“hi Joe I am going hope to see you there :)”

Well that was strange she thought but alas its time to wallow with some well deserved chocolate ice cream.

-The day of the MET Gala-

“Hey Tree, is it really necessary that I go to the MET Gala especially with all the Calvin stuff”

The news had not broke yet about Calvin and Taylor ending their relationship but Taylor was still very upset about the breakup and needed time.

“Taylor everyone already knows that you are going you need to make an appearance at least for an hour”

“ok ill see you then bye”

A few hours passed by and it was already time to get ready.

Taylor went through her closet and found the silver robot looking dress that she was given to wear. When she slipped it on Taylor realized it wasn’t as pretty as she remember but it has to do because there is nothing else I could wear. She freshened up her red lipstick and called John to pick me up.

Once Taylor arrived at the MET gala she was bombarded with tons of paparazzi asking “where is calvin” “will he be coming later” Taylor didn’t know what to say so she just shrugged off the questions. Even if we were together Taylor doubted hhe would want to come anyway he always thinks he is too good for these frivolous events.

Taylor made my way into the main dining hall where she saw Gigi and Karlie

“Hey guys how are you”

“we are pretty good” they chimed in while they seemed to be looking in the other direction

“guyyyss what are you looking at” Taylor trying to follow their gaze

“remember that guy from the bar back in April look he is here, I may go say hi” Selena said as she started walking towards him

Taylor had not told her friends that she had kept in brief contact with Joe or that she may have cheated on Calvin with Joe, that was not certain but she was pretty sure she did. Taylor started to walk over behind Karlie and Sel

“hey Joe” Selena drunkly shouted

Joe looked up confused and then look relieved once he spotted Taylor hiding behind Sel and Karlie

“Hey guys I haven’t seen you guys in forever how are you”

The three girls nodded in unison saying they were good

The group chatted for a few minutes and then Taylor was interrupted by a tall handsome man

“hey Taylor” a British accent said

Taylor looked up and noticed it was Tom

Taylor and Tom had met a few days before the MET Gala and had hit it off. Taylor found him incredibly charming and really handsome.

“heyy tom, do you want to go sit down over there”

“bye Joe it was nice seeing you again”

Joe saw Taylor walk away with another man which pained him but he knew that to Taylor Joe will always be the man she met in the bar and nothing more.

Tom snaked him arm around Taylor’s waist which caused Taylor’s stomach to fill with butterflies. As they approached the table Tom pulled out the chair and Taylor graciously sat down.

“so tom how have you been since we last say each other”

“great I have been a bit busy with casting for the upcoming marvel movie but other than that it has been great to be in the states”

“hey tom let’s go dance no one else is dancing right now”

Taylor and tom started dancing and soon enough more people joined them on the dance floor

Joe saw Tom and Taylor dance from the other side of the room and was instantly jealous of the beautiful pair

Taylor looked into Tom’s eyes and then Tom twirled her around and brought her back closer to him almost hugging her then he spun her out again. Taylor was having the time of her life dancing away the thought of Calvin.

However, Taylor noticed that everyone was looking that and then she realized that the general public still thought she was with Calvin.

“hey Tom, I’m going to go to the bathroom to freshen up okay?”

“ya that fine meet me back here when you are done” tom said as he winked as her which brought Taylor to a smile.

Taylor started to rush to the bathroom because she did not want anyone to ask her any questions as to why she was dancing so feverishly with Tom

Joe saw Taylor running to the bathroom and he thought something was wrong and he followed her

When Taylor got to the bathroom she locked the door and started to break down crying because with all the events of the last 24 hours she was just done with being the center of everything and she needed a break from everything. All of a sudden to heard a knock at the door

“hold on I’ll be right out” Taylor shouted

“hey tay it’s Joe are you are okay?” Joe asks softly

Taylor rolls her eyes thinking why is following her she just needs to be alone

“hey Joe do you mind leaving me alone for a bit”

“are you sure you are okay love”

Taylor thought it might not be bad to have some company and she opened the door and let Joe in

“hey Joe” Taylor said while wiping away the tears on her cheek

Joe looked at Taylor sympathetically and brushed his thumb on her cheek hoping to wipe away the tears

“thank you” taylor said wearily and she held back her tears

“love whats wrong”

“I just can’t do it anymore, yesterday I broke up with Calvin because I found out he was cheating and today I’m dancing with Tom hoping to put yesterday behind me but all the memories came flooding back when we were dancing and I just can’t do it anymore Joe” Taylor said while crying into his shoulder

Joe started to rub Taylors back and tell her that everything was going to be okay that she didn’t have to worry

Taylor then realized that she had been in the bathroom for a while and that Tom will probably be worried

“Joe I’m going to need to leave Tom is probably worried about me” Taylor said as she looked into the mirror wiping away the tears

Joe let her go and Taylor looked around and mouthed thank you

Taylor knew in that moment that Joe was going to be a very special person in her life that she could hopefully count on in him in the future

Taylor and Tom danced the night away and later that night left together and went to Taylor’s home in new york

Tom and Taylor snuck in through the back entrance

“Tom stop it” Taylor giggled as tom started kissing the back of Taylor’s neck

“do you really want me to stop” as tom twirled Taylor so she was facing tom

Taylor shook her head no and tom leaned in to kiss her

Soon enough Taylor’s dress was on the floor and she was left in just her black panties and push up bra. Tom similarly only had his pants on while showing off his set of abs.

“hey tom do you want to go upstairs” as Taylor smirked

Tom smiled and hoisted Taylor up so she was straddling him while he was carrying her up the stairs.

When he got to the top of the stairs he found the bedroom and laid Taylor down on her bed

Tom quickly slid his pants off and he was left in just his boxers with his throbbing member showing

Tom started to climb on the bed and he started leaving trails of kisses from Taylor’s thighs all the way up to her breasts

Tom unclasped Taylor’s lace bra and started to leave kisses around her next and eventually on her breasts

Taylor was getting impatient and started to reach down for tom’s boxers when he stopped her and pinned her hands above her head

Tom made his way down to Taylor’s hips and slowly started to take off her black lace panties. He slid his fingers into taylor and started thrusting which elicited several moans from taylor. At that point taylor was getting impatient and just wanted Tom inside of her

Tom saw that taylor was getting impatient and he took his throbbing length and slowly inserted it into taylor to which taylor let out a moan. Tom slowly thrusted himself in and out of taylor having her feel every inch of him

towards the end when both of them were reaching their climax tom lifted Taylor’s leg up and started to thrust in and out faster and faster until both of them came together

Both tom and taylor laid on on top of each other for five minutes before they could regain themselves.

“thanks tom” taylor whispered gratefully as that was some of the best sex she has had in a while

“welcome love” tom added

After an hour of cuddling Tom started to redress himself as he had to leave because he had an early day tomorrow

“bye love call me whenever you are free” tom added

“bye bye see you later” taylor said as tom left her bedroom and she heard him leave through the back door

Taylor did not have a problem with tom leaving because usually when she has a one night type stand like this she doesn’t expect anyone to stay over

After a few minutes taylor slowly fell asleep.

#taylor swift #joe alwyn #taylor and joe #fancfiction #evermore #folklore

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willow-salix · 4 years

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This little piece came about after a conversation with @myladykayo and a couple of post/prompts.. I'm only going to include one here until everyone has read it otherwise it'll ruin the whole thing.

This is what happens when my two want fluff and a little spicy time together... Let's heat up this Monday morning.

"Rotzlöffel!"

Selene paused, the wagging finger of doom pointing right at his chest. "What did you just call- don't yell at me in languages I don't understand!"

"Well don't be one then!"

"Don't be a what? What did you just call me?" her eyes narrowed dangerously.

He had two choices, stand his ground or retreat and try to make things better, but if there was one thing he'd learned from spending almost two years of his life with a mad witch, it was to never back down.

He squared his shoulders, looked her dead in the eye and answered her honestly. "A snot spoon."

She blinked. "A what now?"

"It's loosely translated…" he waved his hand vaguely.

"And it means?"

"A brat."

"You just called me a brat?"

"Yes."

"Well don't do that!"

"Don't act like one then!"

She bit her lip, trying very hard not to laugh. She failed.

"A snot spoon? Seriously? That's what you came up with?"

"Alan never knew what it meant either."

"You're an idiot."

"An idiot that you love," he shot back, an evil grin beginning to form.

"Urghhh," she stopped pacing and flopped backwards onto the bed. "When did we move from arguments that turn to kissing to arguments that turn into childish insults?"

"Around three table decorations and a cake ago."

She raised a hand. "I would like to put in a formal request to go back to the former, thank you."

John caught hold of her hand, lacing their fingers. "That could be arranged," he squeezed her fingers lightly. "But, you did just call me an idiot."

"My idiot," she tugged on his hand, pulling him down on top of her. "So, kisses?"

"Kisses are good."

They both moved closer, moving instinctively from much practice. Their lips met, softly at first, little warm up kisses that were sweet rather than sensual.

Her tongue dabbed softly at his lips, trying to tempt him to open and allow her to deepen their kiss.

She moaned happily, letting her hands get in on the action, one travelling the length of his spine, nails scraping lightly through the fabric of his shirt, the other journeying upwards to tangle in his hair.

Their kiss deepened, lazy kisses, taking their time, just enjoying a rare moment to be alone together. Selene could feel her heart speeding up and her breath becoming a little ragged as the fluttering butterflies of arousal began to multiply from their ever present "damn my guy's hot" to "gotta have him now."

"Does this mean I'm forgiven for shouting at you in German?"

"That depends."

"On what?"

"On how else you're going to use those hot language skills of yours." She kissed her way to his jaw.

"Does my lady have any requests?"

"Dealer's choice, I just like listening to you. Surprise me."

"Mm, I'm sure I can come up with something." He turned his head to capture her lips again.

Using her grip on his hair she broke their kiss, stopping to rub her nose against his.

"Talk to me," she pleaded in her most seductive voice and he was powerless to resist.

He broke away to kiss his way down her neck, nipping lightly here and there, nuzzling her soft skin. He worked his way up to her ear as one of her hands found its way under his shirt to stroke bare skin. Well, that wasn't helping, was it? How was he supposed to concentrate while she was doing that?

Her legs lifted, wrapping around his waist to pull him closer so she could feel his hard length through his jeans.

"Tell me what you want," she encouraged, her own lips attacking the side of his neck. That was not playing fair.

Thoroughly enjoying her current mood and in no way wanting to jeopardize that he said the first thing that came to mind although it was cheesy as hell.

"Est-ce que ton père a été un voleur? Parce qu’il a volé les étoiles du ciel pour les mettre dans tes yeux."

She purred a low moan in his ear and he filed that information away for later, how to stop an argument, grab her, kiss her, whisper in french, got it.

"Je te trouve belle."

Her fingers had got to work on the front of his shirt, unbuttoning it quickly, pushing the material off his shoulders.

Huh, they were now at the stripping part of the proceedings, he was down with that. Luckily for him she was wearing one of her black blouses today, this one decorated with a fine covering of silver spider web, not that he was paying much attention to the intricacies of the design right at that moment.

He popped open the first two buttons and lowered his head to kiss a path down her neck, pausing to suck lightly on her collarbone. Her shuddering moan was accompanied by a seductive hip roll that almost made his eyes cross. This wasn't good, she shouldn't have told him to say what he wanted. Quick, he instructed himself, think of something else!

"Mélanger les jaunes d’œufs avec la moutarde, le sel et le poivre dans un saladier."

Her back arched, thrusting her still caged breast closer.

"Ajouter tout doucement et peu à peu l’huile sur le mélange en battant au fouet."

Her fingers played with the shorter hairs on the back of his neck, nails scraping lightly at his skin.

Honestly, when she had started the day with a full list of shit she didn't care about but Grandma insisted was important, she had questioned the wiseness of dragging her Spaceman home. Especially when it had disintegrated into her tossing his carefully crafted list into the trash and refusing to make another decision again. But now that she'd seen how they could resolve an argument she might be tempted to start one daily.

One of the things she loved most about her man was how he could be so incredibly sexy without even knowing it, there was no big headedness from John that would make him insufferably smug like some men she knew.

She loved his voice, it was the first thing she had fallen for, wanting to be closer to him before she had even seen his face and she always found it incredibly hot when he would casually drop into another language like it required no more effort than blinking.

This was doing all kinds of good things to rev her engine and if he wasn't careful she'd be forced to roll him over and have her wicked way with him before he knew what was going on.

"Remplir les avocats avec des crevettes et les recouvrir de sauce cocktail."

She stiffened as the tip of his tongue traced the lacy edge of her bra but she was far too distracted to pay much attention. Had he…

"Dude, did you just say cocktail sauce?" She didn't know much French, in fact she was limited to a couple of cheeses, bread, chicken and French fries, she was very food based, but she had definitely heard that before.

He froze for a second then sighed, his head dropping to bury his face in her neck.

"Sorry."

She didn't know whether she should laugh or cry although as usual, laughing won.

She began to giggle, unable to hold it in.

He lifted his head to look at her, completely bemused.

"What the hell were you even saying?"

He shifted uncomfortably, both from the sudden shift in position as well as the metaphorical bucket of cold water that had been dumped on top of them.

"Well, at first I was complimenting your eyes, but then I had to think of something a little less exciting and I skipped breakfast -"

"And lunch knowing you."

"Maybe…"

"And so you were saying…"

"I may have been telling you how to make a shrimp and avocado salad."

To his intense relief her giggles turned into full laughter which he couldn't help but join in with.

She wrapped her arms around him, hugging him tight, struggling to breathe but not for the reasons they had first been planning.

"Gods, I love you," she gasped, trying to catch her breath and not crack up laughing again. She kissed his cheek and let go, pushing him gently to the side.

She sat up, wiping the tears from her eyes and buttoned her blouse back up.

"Sorry, that kinda killed the mood," he winced.

"Rubbish, if we can't laugh then there's no hope for us, it's laughter and love that keeps a couple strong and we've got that in abundance."

She held out her hand to him, dragging him to his feet.

"Back to the list?" he sighed.

"Hell no, we're going to the kitchen." She reached out to give his firm abs a loving pat. "I'm gonna fuel my sex machine and then take full advantage of you being home for the rest of the night."

"Sex Machine?" he arched a disbelieving eyebrow as he fastened his shirt.

She shrugged, unrepentant. "Meh, I thought it'd try it, it obviously didn't work." She sighed dramatically. "Most men would be grateful their girl thinks they are a stud."

"Good thing I'm not most men then, because that was a terrible line," he followed her to the door.

"This is coming from the guy that just told my boobs how to cut a cucumber."

#Oh my gods John #I can't even #john tracy #selene tempest #healthy relationships #in love #love #thunderbirds fanfiction #thunderbirdsarego #thunderbirds are go #thunderbirds #thunderbirds 2015

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bisluthq · 3 years

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Not saying Calvin wasn’t there sometimes but it’s clear as it went on he wasn’t at all there when she needed him and that had to suck

She seemed a lot closer to karlie than calcium for the all time they dated. It looked like to me she had more support from her friends than her bf. (just to be clear, i'm not a kaylor, i'm saying she seemed to do more stuff/achieve milestones with sel and karlie next to her, more than with him). Idk just an impression.

And now, giving how joe seems so supportive even though we barely see them, it's still clear from her music and interviews, it's really telling abt how calcium just.... wasn't... THERE.

So projection time but like I’ve said before Kaylor - irl - reminds me a lot of my ex bestie and I. Not sure if I was the Tay or the Karlie, I feel like we had roles reversed in various things, but like a lot of the dynamic was like that. Like we used to bring each other as each other’s +1s to shit even though she had a boyfriend and I had bookstore girl who was Not My Girlfriend™️ but probably could’ve come to stuff with me if I insisted and who like HATED that bitch lol like she was like “you’re in love with her that’s why you aren’t emotionally available” and that defs wasn’t true but that’s a sidebar. And we had keys to each other’s houses and like because we aren’t Taylor rich we used to sleep in each other’s beds like entirely platonically lol. And I was out right like I dated and fucked girls at that stage and people used to think we’re fucking and she was always ENDLESSLY flattered when people thought she had the range and honestly so was I because she’s hot and we were both super thin and like in my mind it was way better for us to be considered a thing than like me and my actual hookups who were not like that because Size 0-2 girls who look quite a lot like me in some ways never are.

I met my ex through her lol and like we both stopped being friends with her and also one of her final acts of like ~betrayal was to cuck me one last fucking time because I was meant to go on a second date with this guy I had been friends with for a while and the first date of which went well and like then she was like “but is it okay if I go out with him” and I was like “oh for FUCK’s sake sure” and joke is they’re still together 6 years later so good for them and that’s another story. My ex used to be really grateful to her for that because she was like “if you fucked a guy like while we were casually dating idk if we’d have gotten serious” BUT the joke is when we broke up she started dating a guy and that upset ME so whatever like wlw relationships are weird.

But my point is I think in early 20s that “my bestie is more important than my girlfriend/boyfriend” thing is quite common.

What I will say then getting out of the projection is what I think sucked with Kaylor irl is that wasn’t mutual. Like for Karlie the most important person was Josh right whereas for Taylor the most important person WAS Karlie and that’s not gay or weird but when it’s not reciprocal it must really suck yk? Like if they’re your +1 but you’re not theirs that’s just… shit.

#nat talks k@ylor

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difficultbutreal · 7 years

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Jamaican Heat - Rated R

A/N: Picks up right where the other left off (basically with the pic above). Here’s a link if you want to give the non-smutty one a read first, but I wrote it so you can read it either way. Rated R. You’ve been warned. Proceed :)

“Justin!” she exclaimed, struggeling to get him to release her from his arms. He had thrown her over his shoulder, carrying her towards their room in Jamaica after her loving kisses on the side of his face had turned into sucking on his neck, growing a little too passionate to just carry on with the celebrations of his fathers wedding.

“Come on, we can’t!” she tried to convince him - or maybe herself. “What if your dad walks in on us? Or your brother or sister? There’s way too many people here!”

“There’s something called a door lock, babe. No one’s gonna come looking for us, trust me,” her boyfriend said. “Besides, you’re the one who started it, wearing that outfit and sucking on my neck. You know resisting you is not my strong suit.”

“You’ve not exactely kept your hands off of me, either, Jay,” she giggled. “Or your lips. Or your eyes on my boobs.”

“Or your ass,” he whispered but she still heared it. “Justin!” the girl shrieked and he laughed.

“Oh come on like you don’t already know that!”

Fumbling around his shorts for the key card, the boy opened the door to their room when he finally found it. He maneuvered them inside, using his foot to kick the door closed behind them.

“Door lock,” Selena simply stated, and it took him a few seconds to do so, with his arms holding her. He crossed the room with a few steps, before he sat her down on the ground right before the bed, but made sure their bodies were pressed together as her arms sneaked back around his neck and she was quick to connect their lips in a heated kiss, opening her mouth up for his tongue to explore.

Justin couldn’t help but run his hands down her bare back that her one-piece failed to cover before letting them glide down until they reached her butt, squeezing it which caused Selena to grin into their kiss, pulling away a little.

“At least this time you waited until we were back here,” she giggled, recalling quite a few times when his hands had been on her ass in public before.

“Maybe I should bring that whole hands-on-you-ass thing back,” he said teasingly, attaching his lips to her neck as his hands pushed down her light white pants she wore above her bathing suit, immediately repositioning them to their previous position on her backside, this time with only one layer of clothing between her skin and his.

“Don’t you dare!” she threatened with a breathly laugh.

“Just so that people know you’re mine,” he reasoned between kisses that trailed down dangerously close to her breasts.

“People already know that without your hands on my butt,” Selena argued, holding back a moan when his mouth was right above her nipple, teasing her trough the material of her white swimsuit.

“Good.” His lips moved upwards again, and he sucked on her shoulder while his fingers hooked under the strap of the top, pushing them down her arms. The material of the suit much tighter than the usual underwear, he had to pull it down her upper body and down her hips before she wordlessly stepped out of it.

“Uh-uh,” she shook her head no when he moved to pull her close. “You are overdressed, mister.”

“Fair enough,” he mumbled and made quick work of getting rid of his own shorts, carelessly throwing them somewhere in the room. She let out a shriek when his arms grabbed her waist, turning them around so he could press her against the wall, his lips attacking hers hungrily. She was happy to respond, using her arms to pull him tightly against her body as their tongues fought to exlore the other’s mouth.

“Someone’s excited,” she whispered teasingly against his lips, refering to his hard-on pressing against her thigh.

“Oh and you’re not?” he asked breathily, trying to keep his voice steady when he felt her lips on his neck again and her hands ran over his body smoothly.

His own fingers trailed down her leg, brushing over the skin dangerously close to her most sensitive spot and she held her breath before realeasing a moan when he let one of his fingers run trough her wet folds.

“Feels a lot like you are excited,” Justin told her quietly.

“So maybe I am,” his girlfriend admitted before she leaned towards him, placing a wet, passionate kiss on his lips, but pulled away much too soon for his liking. She then looked at him, her voice much more seductive than before; “Are you going to do something about it?” she asked.

He didn’t hesitate to crush their lips together again, moving them against each other harshly as his hands went to the back of her tights, signaling her to wrap them around his middle which she did and Justin held her up against the wall as their desperate kiss continued, muffling both of their groans when his erection rubbed against her sex.

“Fuck Sel,” he groaned when she reached between them, one of her arms around his back while her hand wrapped around his cock, giving it a few strokes before she helped line him up with her entrance.

“Now, Justin,” she pleaded. “We don’t exactely have the time to tease.”

“You started it,” he reminded but secretly couldn’t agree more so he moved his hands a little further back on her tights for a better hold before he pushed forward into her tight heat and she moaned again, a sound he usually loved but now quietened by kissing her passionately.

His hips moving relentlessly, he pushed in and out of her, and Selena did her best to keep quiet but was grateful for his lips on hers that prevented her from being loud enough for people to hear.

Moving her hands down his back, over the straining muscles, she was now the one with her hands on his butt, grabbing onto him as a way to push him in deeper and have some sort of control even tough he was still pressing her against he wall. He groaned at her rough touch, loving the way she moved with him as far as she could and then she broke their kiss apart, instead softly biting down onto the skin right between his shoulder and neck.

“God, I love you so fucking much,” he couldn’t resist saying those words, as his hips picked up the pace, pushing his lenght into her again and again, too focused on getting them to their heigh to notice anything else.

“Justin,” she moaned breathily, her arms finding their way back around his neck, lifting her body up just a little, enough to change the angle of his movement and causing his member to hit that spot inside of her with every push.

“Oh fuck,” she cursed, throwing her head back in ecstasy.

“I’m so close,” Justin said shakily, trying to hold back long enough to make sure she’d come as well.

“Me too,” his girlfriend assured, her fingers pressing against the skin of his back. Using his last strenght, he pulled out almost completely before suddenly slamming back into her, covering her mouth with his just in time when she moaned loudly and after two more strokes, he found his own release.

It was almost impossible to hold himself up, but he managed to sit her down on the ground safely and she held onto him or he held on to her, it was hard to tell when they were both still caught in the haze of their height.

“That was so hot,” Selena let him know after a while of regaining their breaths and coming back to their senses. He grinned softly, kissing her taunt lips for a few seconds.

“You’re so hot,” he corrected with an approving wink that made her laugh. “But yeah that was pretty hot, too”

“Like the jamaican heat?” She wondered teasingly.

“We’re so much hotter than the jaimaican heat, babe!” Justin reasoned and she couldn’t help but show her agreement with a quiet giggle.

“I hope that’s not what you’re gonna say if anyone asks where we’ve been.”

“No one’s gonna ask that,” he vowed, slowly moving away from her to pick up his shorts and her swimsuit, handing her the white material which she took from him. “We just needed to cool off a bit.”

“Justin!” she exclamined, glaring at him with half her one-piece on. “Not any better! I swear, do not tell anyone we had sex at your fathers wedding celebration. Ever!”

“I’m not gonna say anything if you won’t,” her boyfriend winked at her before making sure his hair wasn’t too messed up after their little getaway. He waited until she had pulled her pants over the bathing suit, before grabbing her hand.

“Ready to go back?” He asked to which she nodded in reply and the two of them made their way back to the pool hand in hand.

“Selena!” she heared one of Justins cousins yell, waving at her from a table as soon as they stepped out. “Come over here!” Selena waved back, turning to kiss him once more before letting go of his hand.

“Seems like I am needed elsewhere. Think you can stay away from me for a few minutes?” She asked him jokingly.

“Can you stay away from me?” He countered and she poked her tongue out at him. “Sure can!” The brunette assured, turning around to walk away when he took the opportunity to hit her ass lightly.

She send him a glare that he answered with a big grin and a wink.

“Jamaican heat!” the boy yelled after her.

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georgies-boat · 7 years

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Heartbreaker {Part 2A} // Bill Denbrough

Word Count: 1041

Summary- Best friends keep secrets too. They could be breaking inside, and you wouldn't even know.

Warnings; N/A

A/n; This is the happy ending! Enjoy! The angsty one will be linked in this post, as well as part 1!

Requested; Yes!

Part 1 | Part 2B (Angsty)

Bill was hurting. It was obvious; not only to you, his best friend, but nearly the whole town. He didn't smile as much, he didn't babble on about his latest writings or anything. The more you thought about it, the more you realized. The Bill you knew wasn't the same Bill anymore.

So that's why when you were with Eddie, Richie, Mike, Stan, and Ben, sitting quietly while they debated over some pity point like Batman vs Superman (you weren't listening, you knew it was pointless), you stood up abruptly, gaining the others attention. You began to walk off, without a single word. “Hey, Y/N, where are you going?” Stan asked, confused. You ignored him, and jumped on your bike, riding over to Bill's house. The others stood there for a moment, pondering what just happened, before shrugging and returning to their heated debate.

You quickly disposed of your bike on Bill’s lawn, running up to the door while your mind was still set on talking to him. You were sure if you waited, you would think it through and decide against it, so you were hurrying before your logic kicked in. You knocked twice, sucking in a breath. You already regretted your decision, and debated on running, but it was too late. The door swung open, revealing your best friend, (who happened to be the person you were madly in love with), and your heart skipped a beat.

It sunk though, once he'd fully opened the door and you saw the redness of his eyes and flushed cheeks. He'd been crying. “Bill?” You asked, gently. Bill didn't need to say anything else, he only opened the door, knowing the inevitable conversation that was to come. You followed him inside, you both sitting down on the couch in his living room. You paused before asking your question. “Are you okay?” You knew the answer, but it would (hopefully) get him to tell you on his own. “I m-m-miss her.” He said, his voice laced with sadness.

It hurt you to see him this way. You wanted nothing more than to be the girl he was referring to, but as everyone always makes a point to day; life isn't fair. You walked over to him, wrapping an arm around his shoulder. You pulled him closer to your chest, and instinctively, he wrapped his arms around your torso and cried into your shirt. You sat in silence for a moment, before whispering “I miss her too.”

Bill didn't say anything, only squeezing you tighter. “But I miss you too, Billie.” You said quietly, but in the silence engulfing the living room of the Denbrough house, Bill heard you crystal clear. “W-w-what d-do you m-mean? I-I'm r-ri-right here?” Bill questioned, and you smiled at the boy sadly, using your sleeve to ever so carefully wipe tears off his flushed cheeks. You almost blushed from the closeness of your faces; but you composed yourself. You were here for Bill, and right now he was your priority.

“Bill, you've been avoiding us for months. Don't you think we've noticed all the excuses to bail on our hangout days, or even the smaller things, for example; you think I haven't noticed you ditching even just our usual walk home together?” You said, concerned. He stayed quiet.

He hadn't meant to bail so much; it was just easier, he supposed, to stay away from everyone who reminded him of Bev. ”And Bill?” You said, looking into his watery, sparkling eyes. “If you think losing Beverly was hard, think of how hard it was for me to lose both of you.”

He tensed. You smiled, but there wasn't anything happy about it. “Y-Y-N, I-” He stuttered, and you shook your head. “It's okay, Bill.” “Don't say that! It's not okay! I know it's not okay, I ignored you!” You were shocked; he didn't stutter once. “I-I-I hurt my b-b-best friend, because I-I-I'm fre-freaking sel-selfish!” You sighed under your breath at the title, but you reminded yourself; you'd rather be a best friend than nothing to him at all.

“Bill..” “What? It's true.” “Honestly, yeah, it is. I get losing Beverly is hard. I can't speak fully for her, but I'm sure if she were here, the last thing she'd want is for you to hurt yourself even more by shutting us all out.” You told him, placing a hand on his shoulder reassuringly. Bill processed your words. You were right, as usual. You were there for him when no one else cared to see if he was alright, as usual. Slowly, he pieced together how much you meant to him.

Without much thought, he leaned forward, capturing your lips in a passionate kiss. It took you by surprise, and your eyes blew wide. He pulled away quickly, cheeks flushed. He opened his mouth to say something, (most likely to stutter an apology), but you pulled him back into another kiss. If it was a spur of the moment thing, you didn't know, but even if it was, you were going to enjoy it.

You both pulled away, looking eachother in the eyes, not daring to look away. “I like you, Bill.” You whispered, it was now or never. “I-I-I think I-I li-li-like you t-too, y/n.” He stuttered, and you lit up. It wasn't exactly reassuring, but you understood he still needed time to move on from Beverly. “I'll gladly wait.” You whispered, leaning your head on his shoulder.

You two sat in a comfortable silence, before you spoke again. “You'll come back to the group, right? I don't think I can handle anymore Batman vs Superman nonsense. Those boys could argue about it for hours, and I don't care!” Bill laughed, and nodded. “Right, I-I-I'll settle it. Su-Su-Superman all the w-way, t-though, Ba-Ba-Batman m-might be a-able to, I-if..” “BILL!”

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daddybugattibieber · 7 years

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chapter 15

Sasha’s POV

I am wake up to Justin cautiously staring at me. I remember the last of our conversation, I feel the heaviness of regret and shame. The feeling of vulnerability makes my voice shrivel and all I could do is curl up and cry, cos I just want to be alone, for a while.

I look at his bare naked chest to see that I drooled on him. It made me feel even worse. I took one of the blankets a wiped my saliva from his chest without giving him any contact.

He grabbed my wrist.

“Let go, please” I whisper. I close my eyes readying the wave of emotions that will soon tide over.

“Hey, its okay Sasha, just talk to me” He coaxes.

“I’m fine, I don’t wanna talk” I defiantly say.

“Please” he begs, his eyebrows curve and his eyes become wider and innocent but it’s his game, it’s how he manipulates me every time.

“Did you really wake me up for this” I stubbornly miss his point.

“I didn’t mean to” he apologizes.

“It doesn’t matter if that was your intention you still did” I heatedly whisper, and turn my body away from him.

I felt his arm wrap around my body tightly, trapping me, pushing me into a corner. I couldn’t do this. I tried to get away from him but he wouldn’t let go.

“Are we still talking about your sleep” Justin said. “Look at me Sasha” he whispered into my ear. Like the naïve slut I was I turned around for him, not for myself.

“What” I felt the tiredness in my sunken eye lids.

“I’m sorry for hurting you” He looks into my eyes and instantly my eyes water.

“It’s okay, it’s my fault for letting you” I close my eyes and try to gain any strength I have left.

“No I should have known, I put you in a vulnerable place. I was being selfish. I still wanted a sex life but without all these big mouth girls who'll sell my privacy for money and 15 minutes of fame, it was about me, and I should have been always been about you. I think I knew you liked me, I didn’t want to confront it, because I don’t want to disappoint one of the best things in my life. I knew this would hurt Selena, I was so mad she ended things”

I scoffed. “I hate her you know that, I hate that you always choose her over me, I hate that I’m the opposition of her, I hate that I’m second to her Justin. I hate how she doesn’t see that she has the best thing in the world. I hate that she hurts you, but most of all I hate that the fact you will never love me as much as her”

“That’s not true” he shook his head. “I love you so much Sasha, you should never doubt that”

“Why’d you fuck me then, you pursued me Justin, I look at you like sun shines from your ass since the moment we meant, I’d do anything for you, you just had to say the word, I’m always there for you, I always have been. I’m not your little sister, I never was. I never say no to you, you knew I would say yes, you knew I would always be loyal to your dumb ass. You used me to get back at Selena. Even when I think you care about me it’s always because she isn’t here. The things you said to me, I thought they were real. Everything I ever said to you was real and I meant it”

“I know, I’m sorry I hurt you, I didn’t want you to be with anyone but me, I feel so possessive over you. I don’t want this to change our friendship because you will always be a part of me” He wipes the tears that seem to profusely stream from my face.

“I should have told you how I felt a long time ago, I just didn’t want us to change, I was scared you would cut me out of your life. I didn’t want you to treat me differently because I loved you”

“You don’t deserve me” he caresses my face. “I’m not good for you. I’m toxic. I hurt everyone, I’m destructive”

“Then let me decide that, not you, you are an amazing person, just because it didn’t work out with Selena that doesn’t mean another… girl will come along. Stop measuring your worth in terms of other people. Don’t put people on pedestals and get mad why you didn’t make room for yourself. Find happiness in yourself Justin, you are worthy of love and happiness, find content within yourself and stop searching for it elsewhere”

“You should listen to your own advice, I shouldn’t be on your pedestal” Justin stared at me with unshed tears. “You know that you are the best person I know”

“Pfft. Then why am I so damn unloveable” I closed my eyes. “Can I ask you a question?” I open my eyes for more tears to fall.

“Of course” he looked at me. I wiped my own tears. I gathered my uneven breaths and let it out.

“Honestly, what’s wrong with me Justin, why can’t you love me, why am I not enough for you, why can’t you try, for me.” I cringed. He stared at me carefully. I saw it in his eyes, the pain he felt or was it guilt? I sniffled a little and regained my bravado. We both knew the answer.

“I’m not her” I whispered. He looked away as his tears fell. I bit my inner cheek to keep me from breaking down.

“Will you ever get over her?” I looked at him. All he could do was wipe my tears.

I let out a pained cry I was holding in. He holds my face in his hands.

“Can you promise me something?” I look at him. He nodded.

“Will you try if things don’t work out with her. I’m not her, but I’d make you laugh, and I can make you feel wanted, I’d make you feel loved, if you’d give me a chance I’d try my hardest to make you happy”

I wiped away his tears as he nodded.

I kissed him lightly as both of our tear streaked faces consoled one another, sealing our fate.

I begin to take off my shirt, but Justin stops me.

“Make me forget” I throw my shirt on the floor carelessly. I kiss him again as he melts into my assault. Justin couldn’t resist sex, I guess I manipulated him too. I concentrate solely on his lips. As our mouths seek therapy in one another, swallowing each other, he massages the flat of my tongue, sloppily sucking on my lip. I want him to consume me. Justin kisses traveled from my jaw to my neck, suctioning my neck and moving down to my breast, and biting my nipples scraping it them against his teeth, I throw my head back at the pain but at the same time I feel a shock through my spine that reaches the bundles nerves in my clit.

I pull his chin up to me and suck on his bottom lip biting him hard, as he growls into me. His assault was getting aggressive. I liked being something he could throw around, I liked how he gripped me like I was gonna run. It made me feel something other than being alone, I felt wanted, needed. He was like heroin, eventually I was gonna overdose in a motel on a sheetless bed and eyes rolled back. He was my drug, and like any addiction it takes over your life, it consumes you whole leaving nothing in return but still leaving you chasing the feeling you’re so fixated on. It doesn’t matter because that high tops being crippled by reality.

He made me feel alive. He knew what buttons to press. He was my self-destruct button.

This fight, his grip on my hips were like talons, I felt myself bruising. I threw away the towel from his waist. I didn’t waste any time, I clasped his face in my hands kissed hard before pulling away.

“Fuck me like you’d fuck her, fuck me like you can’t fuck her, fuck me cos’ I’m not her” I croak at him angrily from the tears stuck in my throat. I saw the fire burn in his eyes, I release my tears from the ducts.

Justin slammed my back against the bed so that he hovered over me, he thrusted into me with no remorse, he lifted my ass and maintained his tight grip on my hips and he met my apex with firm thrusts, pistoling in out of me, I moaned in pleasure. Justin slapped my hands away from clit, he motioned me to clasp my legs around his back as he slammed into me while pinning down my arms. My back arched as he continued to hit my g-spot, getting deeper with each pound he gave. I felt my toes curl.

I felt Justin take one of his hands away from my wrist and then caress my throat, as he clasped tighter around it making it hard for me to breathe.

“Harder” I whispered.

“Shut the fuck up” He growled into my ear, and pounded harder and tightened his hold on my neck.

“You like it when I fuck you hard like this, huh” he yelled at me.

“You like it when you act like a dirty little slut” I felt my voice escape.

“how about when I fuck your tight cunt” he spit as he pinched my clit. I felt my thighs shake.

“how does it feel to be my fucking bitch, taking my whole cock” my eyes blurred with unshed tears.

“you like being choked, you like not fucking breathing as my cock is in you” I breathed through my nose threw the narrow airway he created.

“you like it rough, bitch” he smacked my ass.

“fuck you’re so tight” he groaned

He released my neck and I gained some air in my lungs, he pulled out quickly and flipped my body so that I was on my knees. I felt his hard dick against my ass.

The sound of skin getting smacked rang through out the room as I flinched, feeling my ass become hot with pain. Without sympathy he slapped the affected area again with a heavy hand, making me whimper into my pillow. I felt myself cry out.

“ Scream my name” he demanded. I refused to play his game.

He pulled my neck back with one hand, and with the other pulled my hair tight and angled my head so that my lips were exposed, I felt my back arch like it would snap in half. I felt his hard cock search for my gaping apex. Once I felt the head of his dick with no hesitation he pistoled in me. His clasp on my neck tightened, I screamed as his dick filled me whole. His hold on my hair was yanked before he released it and massaged my asshole. The juices between us were streaming, and he slipped his thumb inside.

“My little slut likes it up her ass just as much as her cunt” his hand around my neck tightened.

I felt my pussy clench around his dick as he angled my body with his hips, curving his cock inside of me.

“You like being filled like this”

I slung incoherent expletives as my thighs shook and my stomach coiled as I felt the wave of pleasure course through. His thrusts became irate and erratic before his last thrust slammed into me as my pussy continue to milk his cock, I felt his hot semen spurt into me as he groaned into my ear and slowly thrust in me before he came to a stop. He released my neck and I wilted away into the bed. I felt him pull out as his cum warmly seeped out from in-between my cool thighs.

“I promise. I’ll try” Justin heatedly answered. Justin laid down beside me as I curled into a ball facing him.

I looked at him with tears in my eyes nodded before kissing the corner of his mouth.

He turned towards me and grabbed the base of my neck, capturing my lips in a gentle kiss. He pulled away and snuggled himself into my body.

He lifted my leg and wrapped it around his stomach as his slid back into me, I moaned into his lips.

We laid their connected, feeling our presence with one another.

This high didn’t compare to anything.

I couldn’t get enough of him.

Entangled in one another with our fucked up minds.

I am irrevocably in love with someone who could never love me back.

What did I do to deserve that?

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jelenasymphony · 8 years

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The Sleepover (2/2)- Jelena One Shot

To read part 1 click here.

I know a few of you were really looking forward for this so I’m really sorry for taking so long to finish this.

I’m really grateful for all the feedback this one shot had, I enjoy so much the fact that you like my fanfiction, and i’m really thankful of y’all taking time off your day to read what I write.

Word Count: 2649.

Selena’s POV:

I was ashamed of the face staring back at me in the mirror; my eyes were puffy and red, my cheeks, covered on rimmel-tinted tears, were swollen, making my face look even rounder than it was, and my hair was messy for pulling the roots of my hair too much. I hated myself so much in this moment, who in the world would accept having dinner AND a sleepover with their ex, who she stills in love so fucking much? My breath shakes every time I remember I'll be here until tomorrow morning and I'm going to have to keep pretending that everything is okay, even when we watch movies and a knot is made in my throat in front of some stupid romantic scene, because everything reminded me of us. I feel stupid for being here in first place, and even more stupid when I realise I don’t know how much time I was locked in the bathroom crying my heart out and it will be so hard to get out, knowing Fredo will notice my red eyes, no matter how many times I wash my face or how much I fix my makeup, my chances of them believing that I was okay are little.

A knock on the door makes me jump.

-Sel, are you okay? -I swallow hard when I hear his voice from the other side of the door, and I know it will take everything in me to make my voice seem clear and happy, like I should (who wouldn’t be happy of having a just friends relationship with their ex? -probably not me).- I’m coming in.

I rush to face the mirror as I grab the rimmel from my purse, pretending I was happily fixing my makeup when he comes in, staring at me with worry on his eyes.

-Hey, what’s up? -he looks at me confused, but I feel proud of myself because my voice went off pretty good.

-Are you okay? You been here for half an hour, and as long as I know, you don’t take that long to take a shit -I laugh out loud as I face him, and I instantly regret it when his eyes lock in mine.

-So much beer made me dizzy, my stomach is empty because I was saving space for food, you know me -shouldn’t our food be here by know? I should be filling my mouth with fried chicken so I couldn’t say anything I shouldn’t in front of him, what’s surely going to happen next.

-Yeah, and it’s because I know you I know something is wrong with you, you can still vent to me Sel, I’m always here, you know? -I hate him as soon as he says those words, why couldn’t he be the kind of ex who is a douchebag and make me believe I’m better off without him? But I know if even it is the case, I would still love him with every inch of my heart, he already proved that over all our breakups with his lies and infidelities, my stubborn heart would still love him anyways.

-It’s nothing, I swear it’s just the beer -I lie again, as he approaches me to be two feet away from me, and I realise maybe alcohol did have an effect in me, I wouldn’t let him get this close to me if I was in my senses, good luck I’m not completely drunk because I can still pretend I don’t want him to come even closer until there is no space between our lips.

-Since when the beer makes you cry? I don’t remember you crying at Coachella -a chill runs my back, he does remember us getting drunk at Coachella years ago, and I wonder if he also remembers that we made out behind the trailer and things got pretty racy.

We both laugh and I feel my cheeks blush to the thought of a drunken couple desperately having something really close to sex among the bushes. -Shut up, you were drunk too, we were really living the you-only-live-once spirit.

I grab my purse to go back to the living room, pretending we finished talking, but he hurries to stand in front of the door, blocking my escape. -We’re not done here, I know something is wrong with you, and I’m sorry if it is because something I said, I got carried out, we were really having a good talk.

-Yeah, and it’s good we catch up, but really it’s nothing you said, I guess it’s just me not being ready to hear some stuff. -Why the fuck did I said that? Since when three beers were too much? Maybe you can’t mix alcohol with a broken heart, and even after all this time I still don’t learn that.

-Is it because of Hailey? I’m sorry I brought her name in the conversation, I really forgot you don’t like her -of course I don’t like her, and now I like her even less since she tries too hard to erase me from Justin’s memories, would her next step to replace me be going to Coachella with him? It disgusts me just to think about it.

-Justin, we were catching up, and I really knew you would bring your girlfriend into the conversation, just ignore me, everything is okay. -he looks at me surprised and confused, his eyes pop open as he goes back to frowning and I try to move him from the door- please move, I just want fried chicken -I pout, and he laughs, finding me adorable, but still won’t move from the door, and I know this would be a hard talk.

-Fried chicken can wait, Selena, Fredo won’t eat anything, he knows too well what happens when someone eats your food. -he laughs again and I really hope the subject of this conversation could just be my obsession with food and all the times I got mad at Fredo for eating some of my fries.- But Hailey is not my girlfriend, I don’t want a relationship and she knows it, we just hang out.

I feel anger at his words, what the fuck is he doing then? Does he fucking know he is taking her to dates like they’ve been dating for years? Doing all the things we wanted to? Fucking new year at St Barts, gosh damn. -I’m sorry, it doesn’t look like it. -Jealousy runs my veins, and I instantly feel my subconscious kick me on the throat. I hurry to add something else as his mouth opens, ready to say something- But you shouldn’t be explaining anything to me, as a friend I’m really happy you have good company.

-What do you feel as an ex? -he spits with a tone of anger, is he angry at me? Why couldn’t I keep my mouth shut and pretend everything was alright? It’s not like I never did.- I don’t care what you think as my friend when you act like this, Selena, I really need to know what you think since you seem to be the one who knows what’s better for me. -his voice breaks as he pronunces those last words, and I won’t know if it’s anger running his veins or if he really meant it, and I feel tears forming in my eyes.

-You want to know the truth? -I stare at him, he firmly keeps his gaze on me and I know there’s no going back- You look pretty stupid to me pretending you can replace me with her, you’re so fucking obvious doing all the things we did together and you don’t even have respect to make some new plans, you just do what we planned to do together. -I realise I’m screaming and tears run down my face, as he stares at me, concern and sadness in his eyes, but I won’t stop- That fucking sucks because it looks like what we had was never special to you, while I can’t even go on a fucking date to our favorite restaurant and feel guilty when my date orders your favorite dish because I feel like I’m replacing you when I know damn well I would never love anyone the way I love you, and I don’t plan to replace you and create new memories with anyone to erase you from them because they are not you, even if they wear your favorite cologne or taste like your favorite wine, I will always feel this emptyness when I realise I’m not waking up next to you.

My knees feel weaker with every word I say and I’m afraid I would end up shaking on the floor at his gaze. -I’m done with pretending I’m okay with this, Justin, so done. I thought I was good at moving on after all this time, but you don’t make it any easier throwing it in my face, and I can’t even date anyone, not just because it hurts me, but because when I feel like I could do it, you come with a new song singing about how much you miss me, with your shady attitude towards my male friends and you really make me feel like you belong to me and to the fact my body stills needs your touch, but it doesn’t last because when I finally decide to take a step into your life, you already moved on with your bitches pretending I never existed.

When I realize, I’m on my knees, tears falling heavily, it’s getting harder to breathe and I can’t talk without my body shaking at every word. But Justin is crying too, I wonder if Alfredo heard anything, and I feel like shit for my unnecessary rant when I could simply pretend I was okay until I believe it -even if it took me years, because I was ruining Justin chances of moving on too.

Justin’s POV:

I’m holding Selena in my arms while I dry her tears, my embrace trying to stop her from shaking, like I used to do when she broke down crying after a bad fight. My heart hurts seeing her like this, I’m shocked she stills feel this way for me since she is way too good pretending she doesn’t love me anymore, but I won’t waste any second making her believe I don’t love her back.

-Do you remember Nothing Like Us? -she nods in my neck, and I take a deep breath and continue while I remember the sound of the piano at the beggining of the song.- It will always be like that to me, there will be no one who makes me feel the way you do, Sel. I would never replace you even if I wanted to, and that’s not the case. I remember everything we did together, and even if admiting this makes me look like a douchebag, the only reason I take girls to the same places we used to go on our dates is because I like to look back on us, I like how it feels when nostalgia takes over me and I can help but smile at the times I threw you into the water of that same beach, the selfies we took, the times you got mad because the seagulls would steal your fries, or how much I miss you getting mad at me for stealing food from your plates at the restaurants and then paying me back teasing me all the way home, I miss all the things we used to do together, even and specially the days when we would just lay in bed, staring at each other, sharing inside jokes, and I could feel even more love that my body could take, so I would lay over and kiss you right before I exploded and we would end up making love and whispering to each other how much we loved the other. -she looks at me with her watery eyes, and I know she felt the same exact feeling I just mentioned.- I will always compare what we had with every possibility I have to a new relationship, and that’s the reason no relationship ever lasts to me, because I get mad at them for not being like you, and at myself for letting the ghost of you take over me. With Hailey I have a great time, and I always remind her that I don’t like her that way, no matter how I act towards her, how many times she tries to kiss me or gets pissed at me for talking about you in my sleep, she is just my best friend.

She meets my gaze, and I can see her eyes ask for an explanation to all these pictures of me and Hailey kissing, romantic captions on her posts, and I feel like an idiot.- I know, we acted like a couple for a while, we tried to be something. But a week ago, more like since the beggining, I came to the conclusion I only see her as my best friend, and now with you here I know I will have to talk to her about it, even if it’s hard for her to listen and makes me look like an asshole. I can’t keep lying to myself that way, Selena. I don’t want to hurt her thinking we could get serious some day, hurt myself pretending I’m okay with her not being you and no way I want to hurt you either making you believe i’m done with you. I will never be over you, Sel.

-I know it was me to say we should move on, but why didn’t you come back for me? -her voice sounds broken, and I hate myself for letting my insecurities take over me. But I won’t regret it, she will always be better off without me, I’m not the man she deserves- It seems pretty clear now that we could never get over each other, no matter how many people we date.

-Sel, you deserve much more I could give to you, you deserve much more this world has to offer. -I feel tears forming again in my eyes, knowing I’d have to let her go again, even after everything we both said to the other- I fucked up so many times, I would never cheat or lie to you ever again and I don’t really need to date any other women to realise you are the one I want to spend the rest of my life with, I’m sure as fuck it will be always be you, but I’m still not being what you deserve, you do make me feel like a better man, you make me be a better man, but I will never be worthy of your love again after all what happened between us and my special hability to fuck everything up.

I meet her gaze, and I know she understands what is being in an intern battle with yourself for feeling you’re not being enough.

I want to be enough.

-You are more that I could ever ask for, Jay, you are so good to me, and even after all the mistakes we made, we still have other mistakes to make, because that’s just how life is. It doesn’t mean we can’t grow together, Jay. We can do it, no matter how many obstacles life throw at us, if you love me and really want to be with me, then there is no excuse, we’ll always have each other -that being said, her lips meet mine, her legs wrap firmly around me and her hands are holding my face. We kiss desperate and loving, not seeming to get enough of each other.

When we break the kiss I look at her, and I see that unconditional love I always found only in her eyes.

I will be enough.

This didn’t take the plot I thought it would when I first pictured the story in my mind, but I’m still very proud of this <3

#jelena one shot #fanfiction #fanfic

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ayyoitsalex · 8 years

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Chapter 39 - Don’t Cry

It's crazy to think that I've been with Noah for so long. With four beautiful kids, a love of my life, an amazing group of friends, and a life I wouldn't trade for anybody's. Being with Noah has been nothing short of amazing. We're coming up on being together now for twenty-four years. A lot of the time high school sweethearts don't normally pan out, but this is one of those rare exceptions. Noah has been there through every achievement and every hardship I've ever faced, and I couldn't be more grateful. This weekend we're entrusting our kids to behave for the weekend, while also caring for the baby as Noah and I go on a trip. We're headed up to San Francisco, a place I became pretty familiar with when I went to school at Cal. I took every chance I got to head into the city, and Noah's never had a chance to do it. Nothing could be better than a weekend away with the man I love! -Friday afternoon- Haley was going to check in on the kids every now and then to make sure everything was still running smooth, and in case of emergency. I loaded up the last piece of luggage I had into the car and took a breath, thinking of the times to come. The kids walked outside to see us off. "Okay now we'll be back monday, but I'll be calling every night to make sure everything is okay. You have enough food and money in case of emergency, and in case you ever need anything you can just call any one of your aunts or uncles. They'll all be here just like that." I snapped my fingers. "Okay now be good you guys." The kids all surrounded me hugging me tight. "Have fun mom, god knows you and dad deserve this." Selena smiled. I've become so proud of how well Selena has grown up, and at the same time it's disappointing that my mom couldn't have been here to see all of them. As Noah and I proceeded to get on the road, my mind slowly began wandering. It'd been a while since I'd gone on a solo trip with Noah and it made me think back to the first time I'd left the kids. -thirteen Years Ago- "BUT WHY CAN'T WE GO TOO!?" Selena argued, following me around my room as I continued to pack my bag. "It's not fair!" "Selena Joy Ryan I am not gonna discuss this right now it's already done. Daddy and I are going on this trip. Just me and daddy." Lord, Selena has been taught to be too smart too early. Damn those parenting books! "Besides you're going to have a great time with aunt Camryn and uncle Logan." "How come aunt Haley can't watch us?" Selena pouted folding her arms, finally accepting her defeat. "Well because aunt Haley is in school and can't free up her schedule for you sweetie." "That sucks!" "Selena! We don't say sucks here." I pointed sternly at her. Selena proceeded to cover her mouth. "Sorry mommy.." "Okay honey, now go downstairs so I can finish packing up." She stomped away still upset, but I let it go. I rolled my eyes and put the last bits of everything I'd need for a weekend away. In some ways it was bitter sweet because although it was going to be nice to be alone with Noah, I was sad to leave my kiddos. Noah arrived home, I was signaled by the loud screaming of the kids as he walked through the door. He walked upstairs, all the kids clinging to him in some way or another as he dragged them upstairs. Natalie and Nathan around his legs and Selena as always around his neck. "Hey babe." He smiled at me, giving me a kiss as he settled down on the bed. Seeing him to this day gives me butterflies, in the same way when I first saw him. "Have a good day at work?" I asked as I picked Nathan off of Noah's leg. He nodded and I took a seat next to him. The kids all proceeding to mob us. "So, are you guys all packed up for the weekend?" Noah asked. Selena nodded proudly thinking of how much of a big girl it made her feel. "Do you have to go daddy?" Natalie asked sweetly. Noah laughed to himself. "Yes Natalie, mommy and I are taking a trip just to two of us to celebrate." "Celebrate what?" Selena asked, taking a seat on my lap as she looked up at me. "We're celebrating the day that daddy and I got married. It's called anniversary." "Ana-who-mary?" Selena looked confused. "Aha I'll explain it to you when you're older sweetie." Noah smirked, looking at me. We heard a knock at the door, and assumed it was Camryn ready to take the kids. I was hoping it wasn't going to be too much trouble for Camryn, considering she herself was pregnant with her second kid, and Alijah wasn't taking it well, especially when they figured out it was going to be a girl.

"Helloooo?" Camryn called, letting herself in with the spare key. "I'm here to take the kiddies." "Okay we'll be right down." I answered back. "Alright, now go get your bags guys." They ran off to collect their things as I pulled our bags off the bed. Noah took the biggest one off my hands, and went to make sure the kids weren't off goofing around. I met Camryn at the bottom of the stairs and greeted her with a hug. "Thank you so much for doing this Cam, we really do appreciate it." "Don't worry about it. Logan loves the kids being around, and lord knows Alijah loves being around his best friend Nathan. Especially with the news that just broke." "Oh yeah..he's not digging that you guys are having a girl." "Aha so much so that he asked us to try it again. Hoping this time it'd be a boy." "Poor little guy haha. Have you guys thought of any names now that you know what the baby is?" "Mm we're narrowing it down, so no not yet." The kids ran down the stairs, each giving Camryn a hug and a kiss as they met her at the bottom. Nathan forgot the kiss part first, and Camryn quickly reminded him. "Hey! Come back here Nathan! You say hi properly." He scampered back. "Sorry auntie..I forgot.." He gave her a quick kiss as she leaned down to him. "Mhm that's better. Don't forget next time." "I won't." He gave her a thumbs up and walked away. "He's so cute." I rested my hand over my heart, smiling to Camryn." When Noah finished loading our bags into the car, we started to say our goodbyes to the kids. "Okay now daddy and I will be back sunday night to pick you guys up. For now you listen to whatever auntie Camryn says okay?" The kids nodded and looked at me slightly upset that we were leaving. To be honest I was kind of upset myself that I was going to be away from my little guys. I held back my emotions and gave them all hugs. "Watch out for your brother and sister okay Selly? I'm counting on you." I knew the best way to get Selena to do things was to make her feel important. "Jesus christ Nicole you're not giving them up for adoption, you're only gonna be gone the weekend." She rolled her eyes, judging me super hard. "But..but..they're my babies!" "Wuss.." I gave them all one last hug before finally saying goodbye. For real this time. I got in the car with Noah and we started our drive. We planned a weekend in Santa Monica, and although it wasn't super far from where we live it was just a nice change. I took a picture as Noah drove, and put it on instagram. I captioned it, "anniversary weekend with @NoahRyan3 ! #10YearsFiveYearsStrong". I got likes immediately, and even more comments. I fell asleep as we ran into the traffic driving past LA. We arrived at the house we were renting, and I stretched my legs as I got out. The house was incredible, right on the beach. As i made my way to the back of the house, I pushed the back doors open to feel the ocean breeze blowing. "Oh Noah..it's so beautiful here." We could see the pier from the balcony and the look of the sun setting on the horizon was just incredible. Noah hugged me from behind, giving me a little squeeze in at the end before he gave me a kiss. "Happy anniversary my love." "Mm happy anniversary Nicole." -RING- I rolled my eyes at the cock blocking moment, pulling my phone out of my back pocket. "What the?" I looked at my phone confused at the incoming facetime call. "Hello?" I answered, hearing crying in the background. It was Natalie's crying and Camryn was clearly having none of it. "Hey sorry for interrupting your weekend, but this was kind of pressing." "What's up?" "Oh here's mommy. Go talk to her." Camryn pointed the camera at Natalie. "Hi baby what's the matter?" Natalie sniffled so much that she couldn't even talk. Noah laughed quietly. "Nattie are you okay?" Noah said looking at the phone. "When're you coming back!" Natalie sobbed. "Honey we're still gonna be gone two days. We barely left! Don't worry Natalie we're coming back sunday. You've had sleep overs with aunt Camryn before right?" "Uh huh.." She sniffed softly. "Well you gotta be a big girl Nattie. It's going to be okay." My poor girl..like I said we'd never been away for consecutive days before, so this was something new. "Here, talk to daddy." "Hi daddy.." Natalie finally cracked a smile. "Hiii honey. Don't be sad honey we'll come back real soon. Look where mommy and I are." He flipped the camera to show her the beach and the giant ferris wheel sitting on the pier. "Ooh pretty." "We'll take you guys here some day when we get back, but you gotta be good for aunt Cam. No more crying okay?" "Okay daddy.." "You guys owe me." Camryn smirked, setting Natalie down. "How long had you been carrying her for?" "Probably since she got out of the car." -Sunday- As the weekend came to a close, Noah and I looked back on the house we probably had the most sex outside of our own. We hadn't had alone time for a while, so we took full advantage. I called Camryn on facetime to let her know we were coming home. "What's up?" Logan answered. "Oh..hey Logan. Where's Camryn?" "She forgot her phone here, but I'm here with the kids except Natalie." "Wait..why isn't Natalie with them? Did something happen?" "No nothing like that, Cam decided to get a head start on practicing shopping for a little girl." Noah and I both looked at one another and had the same thought of uh-oh. "How come Selena isn't there?" Noah asked. "Dumb question honey. You know Sel isn't into shopping like Natalie." "Oh true.." When we got back to the house, Camryn and Logan were already there waiting for us. Kindly enough, Camryn made us dinner so we could tell them about our weekend trip. "So how much sex was had?" Camryn asked getting right into the nitty-gritty. Both Noah and I turned red, and immediately she knew the answer. "Well good for you guys. Sex shouldn't die just cause you guys have kids. Not pregnant righ?" "Aha yes I'm not pregnant, I'm on my pill." "So how was the rest of the days with the kids after the facetime call?" "It was good, I just had to get her mind off of you guys. My god does she love you guys. Speaking of the little one, Natalie come down now please!" We heard the pattering of her tiny feet running down the stairs. "Hi mommy, hi daddy!" She dropped a big bag before running up to hug us. She had on a princess dress probably from the disney store. "Aw honey what're you wearing?" I asked, looking her up and down. "It's tangled!" "Oh the Rapunzel dress. DId you say thank you to aunt Cam?" "Thank you auntie Camryn." Natalie jumped up and gave Camryn a big hug and kiss. Noah and I rummaged through the bag of stuff Camryn bought Natalie, and it was so appropriate we made her Natalie's god mother. She's always spoiling her every opportunity she got. This was precisely no different, Camryn probably bought every princess dress they had at the disney store.

"Jesus Cam this is so much stuff!" "That's what I said." Logan smirked. "Hey! Shush, she's my god daughter and I need to spoil her with girl things before I have my own." "Lord practically buying the whole store." Noah said looking at all the dresses. "What can I say, I can do these kinds of things." Camryn flipped her hair, showing us how fabulous she was. Vintage Camryn to say the least.3

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