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Just One Night - Vic Fuentes

    You were never a shy and quiet girl. Nervous and awkward, maybe, but that didn't stop you from singing at open mic nights on occasion, yelling at people from across the room if you wanted to embarass your friends, or even from fumbling over your words for who-knows-how long when it came to an important conversation. So when one of your friends informed you about an open mic night going on at one of your favorite bars, you couldn't say no. The plan was: Go to a concert of your favorite band, Pierce The Veil, and then quickly change your outfit if needed at your friend's apartment because she lived closer, and then sing something at the open mic night, then get to bed so you're not exhausted for work tomorrow. So you got dressed in shorts and a PTV shirt, grabbed your phone, and went to meet your friend before the concert started. Luckily, the two of you got the venue fairly early, and at the same time, so meeting up and getting a good place in line wasn't difficult. The two of you had been waiting for at least an hour now, and you needed to pee really badly. So having your friend hold your place, you went across the street to a public restroom. When you came back, your friend was just short of freaking out. You asked her what was going on, she grabbed onto your shoulders as words fell out of her mouth not making even a little sense. "Slow down, what's going on?" "It was- They-... Oh my.. (Y/N) YOU MISSED THEM!" "What?!" "They just walked past! Oh my god, you literally just missed them!" "Are you shitting me?!" You felt a stab of jealousy, and began silently cursing your bladder for making you miss seeing some of your favorite people. You didn't calm down until about halfway through the show, when your favorite song came on. It was your favorite because it helped you out a lot when you were going through a rough patch in your life, and it has held a solid place in your heart since it first filled your ears. "If I were you, I'd put that away.. See you're just wasted and thinkin' 'bout the past again. Darlin' you'll be okay." As you heard those lyrics, the moment became real for you. These amazing guys were right there. They were really there, really singing your favorite songs, and you just really got emotional over it. -- After the concert, you got into your friend's car with her as she drove to her apartment so you could change into the outfit you had decided on the night before. You quickly changed and touched up your makeup as your friend did the same with herself. Once the two of you had finished, she drove you to the bar. -- You sang (y/f/s) and it was going pretty great. The crowd of people inside the bar kept growing, and people kept clapping and cheering you on throughout the song. At the end of the song, you walked off to meet with your friend, only when you saw her, she was with a guy you recognized as her boyfriend of the last six months. You had forgotten he was supposed to meet with the two of you at some point tonight. You opted out of the third-wheeling for right now, and instead you went to sit at a bar stool. You ordered a drink and sipped at it for a few moments before someone sat next to you. You weren't intending on looking at who it was, but then he started to talk. "This seat taken?" No fucking way. "U-Uhm.." Okay be cool, just play it off confident. "There's always an open seat for a very attractive member of my favorite band." Nice one, dumbass. He smiled, and you let out a breath you hadn't realised you were holding to begin with. "I'm sorry, that sounded.. That sounded a lot better in my head." You said after a moment of silence. "Don't sweat it. I'm Vic, but I'm guessing you already know that, right? You look sort of familiar. And with a voice like what I heard up there, I think I'd remember you." "I was at your concert earlier, but I doubt you actually saw me in that massive crowd of people." You looked down at your lap, trying to believe this was actually happening. "No, I definitely know you from somewhere. You posted a video of you covering one of our songs, didn't you? I know that I know you from somewhere." "How did you even see that video?" "There was down time on the bus, I got a little bored, saw a ridiculously cute girl on a thumbnail for a cover of one of our songs, how could I not?" He looked over at you, and you felt a blush find it's way to your cheeks as well as a smile that found it's way to your lips. "Clicked the video, was blown away by the amazing voice, and then I'm just lucky enough to get to hear it again tonight." "I-I.. I.. Uhm.. T-Thank you.." You said, blushing bright red and smiling like you've never smiled before. This couldn't possibly be real. "Could I know the name of this little angel?" "(Y/N.)" This was the first time in a long time you weren't sure how to keep the conversation going, you were too blown away. "Would you maybe like to go out on a date with me sometime?" "I would love to, Vic." He smiled, and you smiled too. A moment of shared smiles felt great as the moment passed between the two of you. You traded phone numbers, but the night was still young, and he would have to leave tomorrow. So now here you two were, walking down the street to a bowling arcade for a "date" of a 1v1 bowling game or two, an order of fries, an order of chicken wings, and two drinks. As you bowled, you told stories to each other and got to know each other a little better. He told you crazy tour stories he hadn't shared with the media yet, and you told him stories about how dumb things that have happened in your life that made you both laugh. He asked you questions about yourself, and you asked him things you were curious about. It was a great night, two games down, and it was getting late. "You look tired, little miss (y/n)." "I have work first thing in the morning. Plus it's like 2am." "Well, I'll walk you home then. I should probably be getting back to the guys anyways. Where do you work? I could stop by before we have to leave?" "That would be amazing. I work at (inset business name here)." "See you around 9am?" "It's a date." "A two second date." "Well.. It's a plan, then."

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School Surprises - Alex Gaskarth

It’s not too long, apologies ahead of time for that!! -wh

It was a normal day in class for (Y/N), you would look up from your doodles in your notebook to jot down some little notes on the board as your teacher paid you no mind, you just sat and drew little things throughout your “notes” and writing down little song lyrics that would pop into your mind from time to time.

“(Y/N)!!”

“Huh?!” You were jolted out of your little daydream and forced into reality once more as your teacher stood in the front of the class looking at you over the rims of her glasses.

“Can you tell the class about how-“ She was interrupted by a knock at the door.

“Oh, who could that be now?!” She angrily walked to the door and opened it, so you didn’t have to answer the question right away. Once you saw who was there, your eyes went wide and your heart skipped a beat.

“Hi, this is going to sound weird. My name is Alex, I’m in a band called All Time Low, our bus sort of broke down and I’m the only person willing to leave the bus. Could I maybe get someone to show me to the office or something?” You couldn’t believe it. He was actually here, Alex Gaskarth was right there. You raised your hand and your teacher looked over at you and sighed with frustration. “Yes, (Y/N)?”

“I can show him around!” You said overly excited. But could anyone even blame you? Your idol was in your classroom, literally right there. You couldn’t help the smile on your face when your teacher nodded, closing her eyes as her ears turned pink with the frustration she was doing a rather poor job at hiding.

“Sure, whatever, I’ll call ahead of time. While you’re at it, take your stuff, I’m tired of all your zoning out in my classroom. You can stay in the office until further notice, (Y/N).”

You stood up and made your way to where he stood, completely forgetting the fact you were wearing an All Time Low shirt today, just an added bonus to your current situation, because Alex noticed it.

“So, you’re a fan?” He asked after a moment of silence between you two.

“Yeah, you guys are awesome!” You didn’t care how excited you sounded, it was too hard to contain yourself that much, it was already enough that you were trying not to cry and freak out completely, he was your favorite of the band, after all. He smiled at you, and you somehow managed to smile brighter than you already had been.

“So, you got in trouble I noticed.”

“Yeah, but the hour will be over soon, I get in enough as it is, this is nothing.” You answered with a shrug. You two were getting closer to the office by now.

“How about you just come with us? How old are you, anyways?”

“I’m 17, almost 18. But I can’t just ditch, I may be in the office for the rest of the hour, but I still have my little perfect attendance record to uphold.”

“Oh, come on, I’ll even get you an excuse! You can’t honestly say you’ve never ditched before.”

“I haven’t! Well, I’ve skipped a couple classes, but that’s the most I’ve done as far as skipping goes.”

He chuckled, you two were close enough that the office was in sight, but they couldn’t see you from where you stood.

“Just one day. What good will no absences do you anyways? A piece of paper at graduation at most? Come on, just one day, it’s already half way over anyways!”

You thought about it for a few moments, he looked at you with a smile and eyebrow raised, you couldn’t say no to a chance like this, could you? Would you be able to forgive yourself if you did?

“Know what, sure thing. Let’s do it.” He smiled even brighter at your answer.

“Yes!! Okay, you wait right outside, I’ll meet you there after I go make a quick call! Okay?” He sounded really excited, and his excitement was rubbing off on you. You smiled and nodded, running off to your locker to grab what stuff you didn’t bring with you to class. Who knew what the rest of the day would hold for you. When you got to your locker, you put your books away and grabbed your jacket, it was quite warm, being early Spring and what not, but your mother always insisted you wore a jacket, though she knew you hardly ever wore it.

"When do you get off today?"

"Oh! Sorry dear, forgot to tell you, I'm leaving town for a week! Won't even be here when you get back, so be good!!!"

"Will do!"

Well your mother was apparently out of town, so this would be good for you, you wouldn't have to worry about getting caught by her. Though she probably wouldn't really care too much, as long as you were safe, but regardless, this was much easier to manage. You rushed down the halls once more, and slipped out the doors of the school, just out of the view of the office. You waited by the doors for Alex, who showed up not too long after, and he brought you back to the bus. You sort of started freaking out, but you tried your best to hide that, which was the most you could do at the time. The mechanic wouldn't be here to get the bus for about an hour, at the least, and no one really wanted to get off and explore until they had to, having not slept the night before, so you and Alex decided on walking around for a bit while you pointed out certain places.

"And over there, see that pink and green castle thing? That's minigolf! Just reopened for the season I think." You said as you pointed to the place you and your friends often went to over Summer vacation and Spring breaks.

"That sounds like fun, think it would take much longer than an hour?" He asked, looking like an excited little kid. You couldn't help but giggle. "It doesn't take that long, I think we could manage a round."

"Well then, come on!" He grabbed your hand and the two of you took off running towards the golf course, it turned into a race, which he just barely won, and the two of you played for awhile, the game ended up lasting a bit longer than the two of you had planned, about two hours of minigolf later, his phone went off just as you two were finishing up.

"Already?! That didn't take long, what was wrong with it?" You could only hear his side of the conversation.

"Seriously? Christ, we could have fixed that! Yes, I know we have a lot of time to make up. Yeah, well aware there's a concert tomorrow night. Okay, I'll be there soon. Bye." He hung up and looked at you.

"So, the bus is fixed, and we have to get back on the road, but I'm going to give you my number because you seem pretty cool and I think we could be friends or something, so yeah! Here, just put your number in, okay?" He handed you his phone, and you typed in your name and number, then handed it back with a smile.

"Wanna walk back to the school with me? We can give you a ride to your house if you give the driver your address."

"Sure, that sounds nice. Thank you for an amazing day."

"Thank you for not full on freaking out about us, just being all cool and stuff. Text me whenever you need to talk, or if you're nearby for a concert, I'll try to get you in free and other little special band-access stuff."

"Thank you, but you don't have to do that if you don't want, you know? I can buy tickets and stuff."

"Yeah but I want to see you again, and if you're just in the crowd, I won't be able to just spot you right away, you know? Really, it's no trouble at all. Just so long as I get to see you again, and you keep in touch with me, it'll be pretty great." He smiled, which made you smile, as the two of you neared the school, and the bus. The two of you got into a conversation of one thing or another until you got to your house, where you thanked everyone for everything and got your phone signed by everyone. Then you went inside your house and screamed into a pillow on your bed, you couldn't believe that actually just happened, you honestly couldn't. But you were really happy it did. Just before you fell asleep that night, your phone went off beside your bed.

"Realized I didn't text you yet! It's Alex, just text me whenever you need someone to talk to! Thanks for showing me around and spending some time with me <3"

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Someone Somewhere - Danny Worsnop

So sorry for the delay, got a bit too much on my plate for a bit there!! - wh

(Y/N) and Danny had been together for a couple years now, two and a half to be exact. She hadn't expected anything even remotely normal, with touring, fans of the band who didn't like her, those who did, the whole "dating a rockstar" thing wasn't on her favorite list of things to do. Sure, he was a great guy, but everything seemed to be creeping up to her with sudden realization, she was pregnant. After sneaking off to get a doctor's agreement, she found out her expected due date was a day they'd be near the middle of a tour. She couldn't do it, couldn't handle all that. It was hard enough for her to keep her anxiety in check with all the fuss about their relationship, most of all, she didn't want to bring a child into a home of drug use and alcohol. Plus she didn't even know if Danny would want the child in the first place. She was scared of raising the child alone, but maybe she could get help from a friend or something, she just wasn't going to risk anything happening to her unborn child, so she decided she'd have to do something she didn't want to do. She'd have to break up with him. She was in their house, going over what she had planned to say. She wouldn't bring up the pregnancy, she'd just say it had all gotten too much for her to handle. She'd try to keep him calm, and then she'd take her already packed bags and catch the next flight out to her mother's house. He came home sober, which she was thankful for. Usually this would be her favorite part of being with him, when it was just the two of them. Any other night, they'd have been watching a movie, cuddled up on the couch, and eventually they'd just fall asleep together. The thought of being without that made her heart ache, but she knew this was for the best. The bedroom door opened and there he was, he smiled at her, she sadly returned it. "What's going on?" He sounded confused. She patted the spot across from her on the bed, he sat, looking at her with a raised eyebrow. "I.. I can't do it anymore." "Can't do what, love?" "This. I can't do this anymore, Danny.. With all the fuss about us, all the people, the touring, getting torn from my family, dropping everything to support you.. The drug use.. I love you, and this breaks my heart, but.. I can't do this anymore.." Tears began to fill her eyes, but she told herself she wouldn't cry, so she bit the inside of her cheek and tried to blink them away and get her breathing under control again. He looked hurt, heartbroken. "You.. You're breaking up with me?" "I have to.. I'm so, so sorry, but I honestly have to do this.." "No, there's something else, isn't there? What aren't you telling me, (Y/N)?" "Nothing. Just- I really can't do this, Danny, I honestly can't.." "I can make it so they never bother you again, (Y/N).. Please, baby, don't do this.." "I have to.. Trust me, it's for the better. Find a girl who isn't as full of horrible anxiety as I am, a girl who is louder, who can keep up with you.. Because I really can't.." "..Are you going to leave? Or should I?" "I'm going to go stay with my mother, back in (y/h/t). She's been so lonely since my dad left.." He nodded and stood, (Y/N) stood as well, still trying to hold her composure. "Can I get at least one last hug?" He asked, the look of sadness in his eyes making her heart break to the very core. She hated seeing him so broken. But she moved closer and they held each other in one last embrace, neither of them wanting to let go, but eventually she did, because she knew she couldn't last much longer without breaking down. "Need some help with your bags?" "That'd be nice, but you don't need to." "I want to." The two of them got her bags from the closet and filled up her trunk and backseat of her car with the bags and cases. After one last goodbye, she left for the airport, and stood in line for a last minute one-way ticket back home. Only it didn't feel like going home. Eventually she got the ticket and took care of the luggage before getting on the plane and waiting, eventually falling asleep. When she woke up, she had landed. Back home, at long last. --- It had been seven years since the move. Four years ago since her mother joined her father in death. And six years since the birth of her daughter. Oh, how she adored the child, but the young girl took after the energy of her father, though never have actually met him. She had just finished some laundry, then heard singing from her daughter's room. She stopped just outside the door and listened. "You know it's just rock and roll I know you're by my side through it all My terror twin and I Let's take over the world" She froze, unwillingly tears began to prick at her eyes. The song she had spent every night since she was born singing to her sweet little girl, and she must have picked up on it somewhere along the way. She waited for her to finish before bringing the basket of laundry in and setting it down. "Hi mommy, did you hear my song?" "Sure did, sweetheart! You're gonna be a little singer when you're older, aren't you?" "Yep!" She let out a tiny giggle as (Y/N) left the room. Before long it was time for (y/d/n) to take a nap, and after she was asleep, (Y/N) did the only thing she could think to do, which was to call up an old friend she had kept in contact with. "Hello?" "Ben? You got a minute?" "Oh sure! It's been awhile since our last call, (Y/N). What's up?" "There's.. There's my and technically Danny's six-year-old daughter singing Someone Somewhere in her room, and no, he doesn't know about her." There was a moment of silence. "You had a kid?" He sounded shocked. "Yes, her name is (y/d/n) and she's the most precious little thing in the world. And.. It's not fair for her to grow up not knowing her dad.." "So, you want me to bring him by sometime? We'll be around there next month on a tour, if that would work?" "That would be amazing, her birthday is next month, actually. Maybe bring him by around then?" "Yeah, of course, but, (Y/N) I don't know if you really want to do that. He still isn't over you.." "What do you mean?" There was another pause in the conversation. "He's been drinking like mad since you left, more into drugs than ever, though recently he told me he'd been trying to stop." "Bring him by anyways, it's.. It's important for her to know him at least, let her decide if it's for the better or worse." "Alright, so, we'll be there on the 17th through 20th." "Her birthday is the 17th, party get's over at 3:00 so anytime after that would be lovely." "Of course." They chatted for a few more minutes, catching up and what not. It wasn't long until a tiny voice was calling for her mommy though, and so she hung up to go care for her woken up child. - The day before the party, everything was being set up, and they would be here at 5:00, two hours after the party ended. Things seemed like they would work out perfectly. "Got your dress ready for tomorrow, princess?" (Y/N) smiled at her daughter who couldn't be happier. "Yep! Can you tell me the big surprise now?" "Well, a very important person is going to come visit you tomorrow! You know that song mommy always sings you when you can't sleep?" The child nodded. "Well your daddy actually sang that in the first place! And he might be stopping by tomorrow." "Really?!" "Yep!" The child's eyes lit up with excitement. She was beyond happy to hear this news. (Y/N) on the other hand was very nervous about how things might play out. The next morning, (Y/N) woke up earlier than normal, and set everything up, getting the cake out and putting finishing touches on it, setting out the table mats and streamers and ribbons, bows, and whatever else have you. Finally when she had finished, she had to get her little birthday monster awake and dressed. Her dress was a poofy little thing, hair French braided, and a big pink bow to match her dress in her hair. She looked like a little princess, and that's just what she was to (Y/N), her little princess. Or prince, or however the child grew to identify, but for now, she was her little princess and she loved her endlessly. The doorbell rang and a bunch of other children and their parents entered the house, the party began, lasting only a few hours. Then came clean up, which always was the funnest part of every party ever, everyone always was a fan of cleaning up after lots of people, right? She had tidied herself and her daughter up, and what she could manage of the house before there was a knock on the door, completely ignoring the doorbell. There was a squeal of excitement from the other room as her daughter ran to hide, she answered the door with a smile. Ben had managed to get Danny to come on his own. "Come on in." She stepped out of the way and he nodded as he made his way inside, and she guided him to the couch. "Why'd you want me to come by, (Y/N)? We haven't spoken in years, why now?" "Well," She began, then her attention was turned to her daughter, who was peeking over the wall to look at them. "That little girl, that's why I wanted -needed- you to come by." He looked confused, then looked over at (y/d/n) and his eyes went wide. "Uh, hello there." He said in the friendliest tone he could, she came running up to him. "Are you my daddy?" He looked over at (Y/N) who smiled. "Am I?" He whispered to (Y/N), who nodded. She couldn't read his expression, but he smiled at the child and nodded. "Can I sing you a song? Mommy says it's your song, but she sings it to me lots." "Of course." She started singing Someone Somewhere, and both parents were fighting tears, but Danny lost his battle with tears as the song finished, and (y/d/n) gave him a hug. "Sweetie how about you go to bed, I'll be by to read you a birthday story in a bit, okay?" "But mommy-" "I think you should listen to her, sweetheart, she's a smart woman." Danny said as he tried to calm himself down, after a pouty face she eventually went off to bed, leaving the two alone to talk. "(Y/N), I still love you.. All these years, I've never been with another woman in seven years, can't get you out of my head.." "I still love you too, Danny, but you have to understand why I couldn't stay with you at the time.. I was pregnant, I didn't want to bring her into a home with you getting high and drunk every other night.. I would have had her in the middle of a tour, I didn't want to be a bother." "I've been trying to stop, (Y/N) I swear to god I have.." "I believe you.." "Can.. Can we try again? No drugs, alcohol only when appropriate, and less frequent touring. No lies, no hurt trust, just the two.. Just the three of us.. A family." She began tearing up. "Of course, I'd love that, Danny.. How about we start off by having you either read her a bedtime story, or sing her something? I'm exhausted.." He let out a small chuckle. "Of course."

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A/N: (F/S) Stands for Favorite Show, just putting that out there to clear up any possible confusion!! Sorry for the little hiatus on my part! -wh

It was a cool Friday afternoon, (Y/N) was wrapping up her shift at the grocery store, nothing fancy of course, just your average cournerside stop-n-shop sort of deal. Short sleeve white shirt required as part of the uniform fitting snuggly at her sides, sleeves showing off her pride and joy sleeves of permanent artwork on her arms. It had been just a quiet, calm afternoon thus far, not too many people, just a simple, quiet night. Things were calm, however, until a little boy with an even littler girl came up to her, hand in hand, the girl had tears in her eyes and both children looked equally terrified. (Y/N) leaned down so she was eye level with the children."Hey, what's wrong?""We can't find our daddy.."The boy said, he looked like he was using all his might not to cry. "Aw, okay, how about all three of us go look for him, okay? Teamwork, right?"She stuck out her hand to the children and stood back up, the little girl grabbed her hand, so she was now in the middle of her brother and (Y/N). They walked together up a couple aisles, until they got close to someone who had his back turned. "Daddy!!"Both kids screamed and ran at the man, who turned around and scooped them both up."There you two are! I told you guys not to run away!"The two kids apologized in tiny voices, and (Y/N) was about to turn to walk away when the man noticed her."Excuse me? Did you help these two find me?""Well I-""She did! She helped us because we were lost!"He smiled at the little boy and put the two down, telling them to stay there, they both probably learned enough not to try running again. The man walked over to (Y/N) with a smile and stuck his hand out."I'm Austin, and you are?"She grabbed and shook his hand."(Y/N)."He smiled warmly at her, their eyes meeting as they shook hands. She didn't want to look away, truth be told, neither did he. They just stood there, staring at each other with smiles on their faces, hands still wrapped around each other's before the two children made dramatic grossed out sounds, causing the two to break apart, both turning a few shades of red in their cheeks. "So uhm, we should probably get going, gotta fix dinner for these two.""Daddy, can't mommy come with us?""Please daddy?"They both ran up to (Y/N) and grabbed each of her hands, Austin looked at the scene in front of him and let out a small chuckle. "Well uh, I suppose there's room at the table, if she wants to join us that is.""I'd love to, but I don't get off work until 11 tonight. As slow as it may be.""Well maybe some other time? Perhaps a more.. Private occasion?""Sounds great.""Well in that case, I guess I'll need your number?"He handed her his phone, and she smiled as she typed in her name and phone number before handing the phone back, he smiled and they said goodbye to each other, and she said goodbye to the two kids as well, they seemed to like her, and Austin took notice. He really wasn't expecting them to call her "mommy" that was for sure. Though she did look like their mother a bit, with her (e/c) eyes, and (h/c) hair. And that smile was practically identical..As for (Y/N), she wasn't expecting much, she got off work, and went home. She was almost asleep when she heard her ringtone going off. She sighed as she sat up and answered the call from an unknown number."If you're a murderer or a curse thing, no need for chit-chat."The laughter from the other end made her jolt awake, it was him. "Well, I don't think I'm either of those things. Though if you want, I can try to curse you to go on a date with me Tuesday night?""No need for a curse, I'd love to. Wasn't expecting you to call tonight.""Well I got the kids asleep, couldn't get you out of my mind.""That makes two of us, you've been running through my mind all night.""Perfect! So, do you have to work on Tuesday?""Uh, nope! Free schedule!"That was a lie. Calling in sick once this month wouldn't hurt too bad."Great! So, I'll pick you up around 8:00, Tuesday night?""It's a date. Any plans in mind?""It's a surprise.""Casual wear or should I wear a dress?""Hm.. Casual.""Sounds good to me!""Awesome! Shit, I think I woke someone up. I'll see you Tuesday, text me your address so I know where to get you! Goodnight, (Y/N)!""Night, Austin."He hung up and (Y/N) fell asleep with a smile on her face, getting back into bed, and fell asleep. The next few days seemed to drag on forever, but finally, it was Monday night, tomorrow was the big day. She woke up and called her boss, doing her best to fake a sick voice, hoping he'd buy it, which he did. She began getting ready, doing her makeup, picking out something to wear, something simple, not too fancy but not too "I just got out of bed, oops." either. After sitting on her couch, watching some reruns of (F/S) while she waited until 7:00 to touch up on her makeup. Sure to his word, at 8:00 on the dot there was a knock on the door, she opened it to reveal the man she'd been waiting for. He greeted her with a fancy looking bundle of roses that were a bright red shade. She blushed and smiled up at him, he turned the smile as he placed the roses in her hands. He escorted her to his car, and drove her to a stop, put a blindfold over her eyes, and led her to a freshly trimmed area of emerald green grass with a red and white checkered blanket laid down with a basket nearby, a dinner picnic, how romantic. 

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THANK YOU BABE💖

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Hey first of I love your work, second I was wondering if you could something with Oli Sykes where you've been dating for nearly 3 years and you get pregnant and hes not happy so he leaves but then he's miserable without you so you make up? Lots of fluff pls. Thank you😊😊

Requests are closed, request again when they're open, love!

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can you do a Vic Fuentes imagine where y/n and him are in high school and you guys sneak out and go do some stuffs. please make it fluffy with a fair amount of smut tho😏😏

Sorry lovely but requests are closed!

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Sam Carter - Unlock My Secrets

A/N: This took like all day, my goodness. Also, abuse trigger warning! The story just called for it, I'm sorry! -WH

Today was the first day of tour, well the first performance of tour, and I didn't quite know how to feel about it. On one hand, it felt nice, it felt new, I loved the sights all around me, different place every night, it felt so uniquely outstanding to travel the world like this. Though I was only just a merch girl, a very quiet one at that, correction, a mute one. I had to have a few note cards for selling merch, ones that say stuff like "Size?" "Color?" and other details people tend to fuss over. This was a nice job, steady pay, and I'd be a liar straight to hell if I said I wasn't practically living off this job, well this and taking care of neighborhood dogs when their owners go out of town, or walking elders' dogs if they were unable or just unwilling to leave their homes. Plus the people here were amazing, usually, the fans weren't always the kindest people, demanding certain things, yelling at me if I messed even the slightest thing up, but aside from them it was always pretty nice and an overall fun experience, not to mention amazing music was never far from earshot. This was my third tour, I had been selling merch for multiple bands now, this was my first time merching for The Architects, I would be lying if I said I wasn't nervous about it. Not to mention my phone had been going crazy all morning from assholes from university, I don't know how they even got my number, but I was getting really sick of them. I turned my phone off all together before too awful long, I wasn't going to let them bring me down today, this was too good of an opportunity to just blow away like that. 

The doors were about twenty minutes until open time, and I had everything set up perfectly. I was just finishing up sorting a few shirts when someone walked up to me.

"You our merch girl?"

I looked up from the shirts and nodded, a small smile finding its way onto my lips as Sam Carter stood in front of me. He returned the smile before continuing to speak.

"How old are you?"

I grabbed a pen and wrote down "19" onto the palm of my hand and showed him.

"Don't you speak?"

I shook my head, I hadn't spoken in about seven years. I quite honestly don't remember how to form words at this point. 

"I'll be sure to change that later, for now I've gotta go get ready, talk to you after the show or something?"

I nodded, and waved at him before I began scrubbing at the ink on my hand after licking my finger so it would come off easier with hopefully less smearing left over. It wasn't too long after that the crowds were let inside and all at once began to swarm around, flocks of them at just about every table set up, mine included, thankfully no one yelled at me while they were trying to get a shirt or bracelet which I provided to them as quickly as I possibly could. After the show however was a different story entirely, I was just about ready to call it a day and start packing up for the night when an angry looking father dragged his sick looking daughter over and started yelling at me for a bracelet, getting even angrier when I tried asking what color, I was nearly in tears by the time Sam came over and wrapped an arm around my shoulders and pulled me close.

"Is there a problem here?"

"Is there a problem?! Yes there's a problem! Why the hell did you let a mute slut like this bitch sell merch?! My daughter wanted a damn purple bracelet! Not black!"

"Dad really it's fine-"

"Did I say you could talk?!"

The girl at his side cowered backwards, Sam looked pissed.

"Sir if you just follow me for a second we can get this all sorted out while she gets your daughter the bracelet." 

The man glared at me and his daughter before letting go of her and walking off with Sam, leaving me alone with the young girl with tears filling her light blue eyes. I turned my phone on and typed out a message as I grabbed a black bracelet and gave it to her, along with the phone.

"I think I know what Sam's up to, if you need help at all feel free to either text me at xxx-xxx-xxxx or call child services, your dad doesn't seem like a good man.."

She read it over and nodded, grabbed her own phone and typed in the number, then held it out for me to put my name in. But before long the man walked out again, $5 in his hand, which was the cost of the bracelet in the first place, and Sam followed him. After the two had left he walked up to me.

"You alright?"

I shrugged, I felt a fear slip from my eye and fall down my cheek, it didn't even make it half way down before it was gently smoothed away.

"You don't have to tell me this if you don't want to, but if it's alright with you I'd like to know your name.."

I decided it was fair for me to try at least to tell him, to make a word. 

"I'm.."

My voice was shaky and sounded broken, so I stopped talking after that, shook my head, and just typed it out on my phone instead.

"I'm (y/n).."

He smiled and gave me a hug.

"Well it's nice to meet you, (y/n). Is there any particular reason you stopped speaking?"

"Depression got bad.."

I couldn't form the words I wanted so desperately to say into proper sentences, oh how my English teachers would scorn me for this moment, I started thinking, would I ever talk again? And if I was really going to start speaking again, even if it was just to one or two people, maybe speak while selling merch, I would definitely need to ease into it and not push myself too hard, I suppose at least.

"Well it's been nice meeting you, we'll talk or something tomorrow, yeah?"

I nodded and smiled, he smiled back at me before leaving and going back to the bus while I, along with others, began packing up for the night. Tomorrow we would be in a different place, and it was crazy to even think of the amount of time on the road, don't get me wrong, I was in love with it, but I don't think I could get used to doing this regularly, god forbid having to drive a tour bus at night, I can barely drive my car back home at night, traffic is insane and all the bright lights blind you until you can't differentiate between what lights are cars and which are stars and the moon, it all gets too much, how could anyone have that kind of a job and stay sane? It amazed and confused me at the same time, I honestly didn't know how it was a job someone actually did. Then again having a job of selling shirts and bracelets and what not isn't the most glamorous thing to do either, so I suppose it wasn't that odd when put in perspective. That night when I fell asleep it was a nightmare brought to life by that girl and her father, which reminded me of my own father and myself, he wouldn't let me eat, he told me I was too fat for food, and that no one would ever love a fatass like me. He yelled at me all the time, he hit me, dragged me around, he was the drunk drug-addict who sold his only daughter's virginity to some creep for $50, and then sold her on the streets for progressively more until on my 18th birthday last year I escaped and never spoke to him or saw him again. Dyed my hair from blonde to dark blue and wore contacts the color of brown to mask my silver-toned irises, I looked practically dead from being so underweight, admittedly I was trying to make myself seem healthier, but being raised with forced poor eating habits, it proved quite difficult to maintain a healthy weight, but I did try, and that's the best I could do. 

I woke up in a cold sweat, the tour manager leaned over me, shaking my shoulder gentle enough to wake me up without causing any damage. He had a fatherly look of concern visible on his features.

"Are you okay, (y/n)?"

His voice was just above a whisper, he told me to follow him and I did, following him to the main area of the crew bus,  he started heating up water and grabbed two cups.

"I don't know about you, but with my daughter whenever she had a bad dream a bit of hot cocoa always fixed her up, that sound good to you, kiddo?"

I nodded with a little bit of a smile, he smiled back and began making the hot chocolate, and continued speaking.

"Marshmallows?"

I nodded in response. 

"Well good, because those always are good for everything. So if I give you something to write with, will you tell me what's going on? Kind of like keeping a journal, you know? I'll read it over when you give it to me after writing in it, and I'll keep our secrets between just the two of us, because you're practically the same age as Julie, my little girl, and I'm missing her lately, she's all grown up and out of the house. You remind me a lot of her, and I want you to think of me as a father figure, because I know you've been doing this for awhile now, but this is your first time with these guys, and I want you to be comfortable being here. Sound good to you, kiddo?"

I nodded again. He grabbed a pad of paper from a drawer, flipping through the pages to verify that it was blank, and he handed it to me, along with a pen, and told me to write in it whenever I needed to or wanted to, and then handed me my mug of hot cocoa and we watched The Avengers, it always had been a favored movie of mine, always was a fan of it. Before too awful long after the movie had ended I had found myself nearly asleep, which Jason, the tour manager, took notice of and picked me up bridal style and carried me back to my bunk and tucked me in and everything, I fell asleep instantly after that, and I didn't even have a nightmare the rest of the night, until I woke up to the sound of my phone alarm going off through the earbuds left placed by the wall, I always had a tendency to listen to my music too loud anyways. Today was going to be a long day.. 

Before the show I was setting up merch and a note was slipped to me, I looked up to find Sam smiling. I opened up the note, that said hi with a smiley face, I smiled and took my pen and wrote out a little hello with another smiley. We talked like that for a few minutes before he had to leave, and soon the doors opened and the same routine as yesterday. After the show I got another note. 

"We're staying the night at a hotel tonight, stay with me?"

"That's not very professional."

"Pretty please?"

I looked up at him and he had puppy eyes, I couldn't resist that, it was impossible to resist that look. 

"Oh fine, but I still have to pack up and whatever."

"No you don't!"

I gave him a quizzical look, he pulled someone I didn't recognize over.

"Take care of the merch for her, will you?"

The stranger nodded and smiled at me, he had soft green eyes that made me melt, but my eyes were on someone else right now. Someone who evidently I was staying with tonight at a hotel. Sam grabbed my arm and pulled me off with him, we walked to a hotel just across the street and went up to a pre-rented out room, and there was only one bed in the room.

"Hope you don't mind."

I shook my head with a small smile, our eyes met and his were practically sparkling, I felt my cheeks heat up and I saw s warm smile find its way onto his lips, and a little bit of a rosey red was on his own cheeks. 

"Can I tell you something, (y/n)?"

I nodded.

"You have a very beautiful name, you know that? And such a beautiful face to match.."

As he said the last words his hand gently cupped my cheek, my face felt as if it were on fire. 

"I didn't think I would, but.. I think I'm in love with you, (y/n).."

"I.."

My voice was still soft spoken and felt foreign to my throat and my tongue had troubles simply getting the words out.

"I love.. You too.."

He smiled at me even wider than he had been, a proud look in his eyes. Then our eyes met for a few moments, his occasionally flashing to my lips, and mine occasionally flashing to his. We both began leaning in, though it seemed like an eternity before our lips finally met. Today not only was my first actual kiss, but it also was the first words to leave my lips in years. Today was definitely a huge deal in my life, and I wouldn't have it any other way. Things turned out perfectly for once..

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Jenna McDougall - Rushing for One

A/N: Hope you enjoy, sorry if it's a little rushed I was working on it during class! -WH

Today was the day we were leaving for tour, I was hesitant at first admittedly, I didn't really feel like I'd fit in too well, but eventually Jenna had convinced me and now here I was with a few bags in my hands and my phone in my pocket, though sadly I had to sit the stuff all down to pick up my poor baby, he was a young German Sheppard puppy I had named Louis, and I was devastated that I couldn't bring him on tour with me, but it was for the best, he'd be too hyper and jumping around and what not. I was trusting my neighbor Penny to care for him while I was gone, so I brought him over and handed him over, she wished me good luck, I thanked her and paid her the money for taking care of Louis for me. Then after saying goodbye to my poor baby I walked back over, brought my bags outside, and locked up the apartment. My phone went off in my pocket, and I answered it, the nervousness and anxiety already sending chills down my body and making me feel dizzy.

"You ready?"

"Yes, hurry up before I go take my baby back and change my mind."

I didn't like leaving my poor baby to the neighbors, I didn't even really know them that well. But sometimes you have to part with your babies for the summer, he'd be fine, and so would I. 

"We'll be there in a few minutes, calm down!"

She laughed through the phone which put a little smile on my face, I still wasn't sure about leaving, but this would be good for me, I needed more excitement in my boring life. I had explained the situation to my boss, lucky for me my boss happened to be a huge Tonight Alive fan, as well as a sucker for a good love story, so he thankfully gave me the whole Warped Tour season off, with small pay, I'd still be able to keep living at my apartment with this sweetheart boss of mine. It wasn't too awful long until the bus pulled up, Jenna got out and helped me get my stuff on the bus, I greeted everyone with a smile and we all hung out for a bit, just laughing, watching movies and playing video games until what turned out to be 3:00 in the morning, and by then I was too tired to function and fell asleep in my bunk almost instantly. I had asked my neighbor to send me pictures of Louis every night, which she did, and it made my heart sad knowing I would be away from him for so awful long, but I'd be okay without him for the summer, and as long as I kept that mindset, I think I'd be fine. Tomorrow was the first performance of the tour, and I was really excited to see them live, lots of my favorite bands were playing so I was pretty excited to get to see them all. It felt weird though, sleeping on a moving bus, it was a lot weirder than falling asleep in a car during a long trip, or on a plane, or anything like that. But despite the weird feelings of sleeping on a moving tour bus, it was pretty damn awesome if I say so myself. 

The next morning was pretty crazy, when I woke up no one was on the bus, so I got dressed and what not, and got off the bus myself and wandered around for awhile, Jenna had sent me a message saying to meet her by the bus in about an hour, fans had found her, so I knew it would probably be more than just an hour, but I'd go along with it anyways, for the sake of the small chance she'd be there on time. I bought a bottle of water and started making my way to the bus, I stood outside and waited, checking my phone for any updates from Jenna, though none arrived, until about ten minutes later when she sent me a bunch of random letters that could barely be formed into messy words, I just locked my phone back up and put it back in my pocket, waiting for another twenty minutes before she finally showed up.

"Didn't you get my text?!"

"The random letters that make zero sense?"

"What? Oh right shit I turned auto-correct off! Don't run while texting. Anyways, schedule got changed, come on we gotta go!"

"Wait what, right now?!"

"Yes right now, come on!"

She grabbed my arm and ran with me to the stage they were about to go on, she pulled me backstage, and I stayed there through the whole show, watching the love of my life up there causing fans to go crazy in the hot summer sun, it was pretty great to say the least, and I was having a blast watching her do what she loves, oddly enough this was my first time actually seeing her perform live, it was pretty great really. I was absolutely in love with the thrill of this place, absolutely in love with this beautiful woman up there, absolutely in love with the music, absolutely positively in love with everything about right now, and it was amazing to say the least. Before too awful long they had finished up and we went back to the bus, it was already pretty late in the day anyways, but really they were just showering and stuff, then everyone but Jenna and I was going to go to bed, but we were going out for dinner on a date, to celebrate, it happened to be our one year anniversary today, so it was really great.

When we got to the restaurant, we were sat at a private booth, just the two of us. 

"So did you have fun?"

"It was amazing!"

I said dramatically, and we both laughed for a bit before sobering up from out fits of laughter. 

"I love you, you know?"

She said with a small smile, looking into my eyes. I felt my cheeks heat up.

"I love you too."

We held eye contact for a few moments before we both began leaning in over the table until our lips met.

"Happy one year anniversary, (y/n)."

"Happy one year."

By the end of the night when we had finished our dinner and went back on the bus, after changing into pajamas, I laid down in my bunk and checked the message from my neighbor, the daily picture of Louis. I smiled, I hadn't been worried about him at all tonight, it was relaxing. I pulled the covers over myself and was nearly asleep when I felt someone crawl into my bunk with me and wrap their arm around my waist.

"Goodnight, sweetie."

"Night."

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Jack Barakat - See You Again

(A/N) Hello there! New co-writer here, apologizing for not writing anything sooner, but also promising for much more to come! <3 -WH

(Y/N) was in a rush to get her coffee and get out of the usually quiet little cafe she loved so dearly, if this were any normal day she would consider sitting at a table and enjoying the scenery, but today she was running late for class, she was taking courses in cosmetology currently, and if she was late again she'd be in some serious trouble, so she figured she'd just grab a quick cup of coffee to go and make her way to class, but she wasn't expecting it to be as crowded as it was, it usually was so quiet, but at the same time she felt happy for the place to be getting the attention it deserved, it was beautiful inside, relaxing, and it just felt like the most calming place on earth the second you stepped inside. Your phone went off, it was your friend telling you that class was delayed for about an hour or so, giving you plenty of time. But you still didn't want to risk it, so you tried to type out a quick reply and walk forward to the line of people, not your best plan as you ended up missing the line of people entirely and walked straight into a wall and fell backwards, rubbing your head before you saw someone walk up to you.

"Are you alright?"

"Well see his wall just tried to murder me."

"How dare it!!"

The stranger glared at the wall before sticking his hand out to help you up, you accepted his little offer and he pulled you back up to your feet, you looked into his eyes and felt your face heat up, he was quite attractive, you thought to yourself, trying to contain the redness of blushing that was going on. 

"I'm Jack, and you are?"

"Oh uhm, I'm (y/n)!" 

"Well, (y/n) it's nice to meet you, would you uh, like to have coffee together or something?"

"I'd love to, but I'm actually going to be late for class if I don't get going, I'm sorry, maybe we'll meet again sometime?"

"Maybe you're right, well you better get to class then! I'll see you later sometime!"

"Bye, it's been really great to meet you, sorry for this!"

You left and began your journey to campus, why didn't you just get a coffee at the Starbucks here? They have one, it's right in front of you. Oh but wait you didn't have a choice you left without getting your coffee. Well Starbucks it is then! You walked in and placed your order, then waited for them to make it. All the while Jack had been coming up with a plan to see you again sooner than you had expected, he went to the barista at the counter later in the day and asked if she knew who you were, she didn't know your name but she knew that you came in a lot. He decided that was good enough and gave her a little envelope he had put together for you, he told her that it was very important that got to her before tomorrow afternoon. After awhile of conversing about the matter at hand later, he left the small cafe, just about the time you had gotten done with classes for the day. You walked into the cafe for some hot chocolate or something so that you had something from here at least, you didn't have enough homework for coffee tonight, but hot chocolate was pretty much always good before bed, and you were absolutely ready to get home and go to bed, so you placed your order for a small hot chocolate and you sat down at a little table, the cafe was exactly how it normally was, empty give or take a few couples at their own tables. It felt nice just being in this place, it felt even nicer sitting down in this place, you couldn't possibly run head first into a wall if you weren't walking. 

Before too awful long someone came over to your table with the cup of hot chocolate and an envelope, and after placing the hot drink in front of you, she handed the envelope to you.

"That man from earlier wanted me to give you this."

She smiled and walked away, you were very confused upon receiving the envelope, but regardless of your confusion you opened it and pulled out the contents slowly. A concert ticket, a backstage pass, and a note?

"Hey (y/n)! You might be confused, who wouldn't be? But just trust me and go to the concert, it's tomorrow at 7:00 P.M. I promise I'll explain everything once you're there! -Jack"

You had never really heard of this band before, but you knew that your friend had, your friend loved All Time Low, but you never really had the time to give them a listen, but this was as good as way to get you to listen than any, but tonight you were way too tired to give them a listen, you placed the note and ticket back in the envelope before putting both the envelope and your phone into your bag and finishing your drink, then you waved to the barista and thanked her, then walked back to your small apartment you shared with your friend who caused you to walk into the wall earlier, but he wouldn't be here for awhile, he was at some party you weren't interested in attending. You put your bag down and fell asleep nearly as soon as you laid my head down. It felt nice to sleep after the confusing and rushed day you had.

When you woke up you didn't even have time to stop for coffee, you were running even later than you were yesterday somehow. You couldn't even afford walking today, so you had to waste money on a cab, you didn't drive when you felt this tired, it was just a bad idea waiting to happen. When you arrived at school, things were already being rushed, but you managed to make it to class just on time. You had a presentation today, which consisted of turning a model into a monster using makeup and it was a challenge because you could only use very little prosthetics. But lucky you, you managed to do pretty good, and your model, who for today happened to be your friend who wasn't home last night, he was really tired. Right after school you decided to get some shopping done, you had about five hours to kill before the concert began, so you felt pretty on schedule. You decided on buying little things you figured you'd be running out of soon, as well as pick up a new outfit, well sort of. A Portal 2 hoodie and some black ripped up skinny jeans, but it was still new, not exactly a full outfit but it could pass for one easy enough. You decided that would be what you would wear tonight, and then you paid for everything and left back to your apartment to get ready.

You decided after getting ready that driving would be useless as the venue wasn't even far from your apartment and you should just save gas, so you did, and you stood alone in line for about an hour. You wondered where Jack was, was he not going to show up or something? You hadn't even gotten the time before you came to check out the band you were literally about to see. Oh well, you might as well stick around to find out if you liked them or not. You stood there in line until the doors opened, all alone the whole time, occasionally getting pulled into conversations by people around you, you didn't mind, you were always up for a conversation. When the doors opened and everyone crowded inside, you found a spot where no one really seemed to be around, and you decided you would just stay here, even though you couldn't really see the stage too well, you could still hear everything, and that should be good enough, right? Right. 

"How's everyone doing tonight?"

That voice struck you as familiar, yet at the same time, you didn't want to believe what you were thinking. It was just a coincidence. 

"Before we get started tonight, I want to share a story with you guys. Yesterday at this little cafe place, I met this girl, her name was (y/n) and there's a chance she's out here tonight, but I met her because she walked into a wall. (Y/N), if you're out here, I wanted to see you again, meet me backstage after the show!"

You didn't believe this was really happening right now, there was no way this was really going on right now. How the hell did he even manage this? That was just one of the many thoughts crossing your mind but before long you were caught between a mix of your thoughts and the music playing, you figured that even though you weren't listening too much that you liked these guys, they sounded pretty good to you. But sooner than you had expected it was over, and you were formed into a line with a few others who had backstage passes, you were so confused about everything, but what the hell maybe this would be fun, maybe this would be good.. 

Sure enough, it was good. And you two had ended up exchanging numbers, because you couldn't very well just drop your dream of cosmetology over some guy, but you two talked all the time, whenever you two got the chance. But you two weren't dating.. Yet. 

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Austin Carlile: Flawless

Request: 

can I have an Austin Carlile imagine where he comes home from tour and I’m rocking out to Restoring Force and he gets turned on? Super smutty where we frick frack to the music? Then welcome home fluff after? I love your writing and thank you so much! Xoxo

Hi can you do an austin carlile where youre dating him, and he comes home from tour an misses you a lot so smutt? I really really love ur writing…

A/N:  ♡ S M U T  ♡ 

Lying in your bed, sleeping soundly as the sun slowly peaked over the horizon, you were interrupted from your blissful dream when you heard your phone ring on the night stand next to your bed. Not wanting to move, but wanting to see who was calling you at this hour; You decided to roll over and answer it. 

"Hello?" You asked groggily, not even bothering to check caller I.D.

"Well hello to you, too, babe. Nice to see I woke you up." Your boyfriend of three years, Austin Carlile, said through the phone. 

"Austin!" You smiled, shaking your head to snap out of your sleepy haze. He called everyday, multiple times if he could; when he was on tour you just loved hearing his voice. 

"Hey, baby!" He said, you could hear the smile in his voice, "We’re doing an early meet and greet and I thought I’d call and see if you were doing anything." 

"No, not at all, Aus." You were still feeling bubbly that his voice was the first thing you woke up to, since he was on tour for almost three and a half months. "It’s actually my day off today." 

"Good to hear, (Y/N)! I’ll Skype you in a few hours when it’s over, I love you!" You could hear the boys calling him in the distance to leave. 

"Okay, Aus! Love you, too!" And with that you heard a click; texting back a few people, placing your phone back on the nightstand, you decided that you might as well get ready for the day. 

———-

Austin was due home in about two weeks, and you couldn’t stop counting down the days. To finally see his scruffy face again, and kiss his lips.. but that has to wait, sadly. For now all you had to worry about was just taking a shower and changing the sheets of the bed; maybe put on some make up, you felt like going the extra mile today for some reason.

Getting out the shower, wrapping your hair in the towel, you got dressed in cute lacey underwear that Austin bought you before he went off on tour, along with a matching bra. In fact, just as you clipped on the bra, your phone went off, it was a text. 

From: Austin💕

Miss you sooo much babe! I can’t wait to skype tonight (; 

A smirk growing across your face, looking down at the only two pieces of clothing you had on, you decided to snap a picture on your phone, neck down. You shrugged your shoulders so your assets could show off more, the light  really helped, too. You attached the picture of yourself, you actually liked, with the text. 

To: Austin💕

I can’t wait either, baby (; 

As soon as it sent you felt your inner school girl kicking in. What if he was with his band and crew? Oh well, you thought, you just missed him so much. Every part of him, and all this time without him drove you absolutely mad. So who cares, you thought once again. Just then, your phone received a text.

From: Austin💕

Keep wearing that and only that for the rest of the day, kitten. I wanna know that you’re acting like this cause of me (;

Good to know he liked the picture. You set your phone back down and decided to follow his commands. Heading back to get some fresh sheets for the bed, you rushed back and quickly changed everything, switching the sheets to the white fluffy duvet you loved so much and always used when you were in the mood with Austin. Since Austin wasn’t here, skyping him on the bed would be the next best thing. 

Thinking to yourself, with not much else to do, you decided to do a little celebratory party for yourself since things were actually spotless through out the entire house, for once. You rushed to the living room and attached your IPhone to the speakers you had by the coffee table. Debating, you decided to play your boyfriend’s latest album, Restoring Force. Listening to it always made you somewhat turned on, hearing your boyfriend’s vocals, almost as if though you could feel him next to you. 

Playing, Bones Exposed, first, you set down your phone again, beginning to dance and wiggle around the living room. In nothing but your thin lace undergarments. You felt so devious, especially since one of your windows was slightly open from the curtains, even though the neighbours on that side were on vacation. It was the thought of the neighbours being there that counts. 

You were about halfway done with the album by now. Texting Austin back and forth multiple messages about things you really hoped no one else would see. The last thing he sent to you was that he was going to skype you in maybe twenty minutes, which you couldn’t wait for. Feels Like Forever stated playing and it was one of your favourite songs on the album. You began to swerve around your hips to the song and when it finally broke down you started jumping around and twirling about. The music was so loud through the speakers you were shocked none of the neighbours called for a noise complaint yet. 

You could feel through vibrations of the song flow through your body, gently rubbing your arms, feeling your skin covered in tiny goosebumps. 'Say you're okay. I'm afraid that tomorrow is just too far away…' the lyrics spilled from the system. You sang along to the lyrics, thinking about the days left until Austin finally arrived. Placing a hand behind your neck, you did a tiny stretch, dancing around for almost twenty minutes straight sure did a number on you. 

"Well don’t stop now." You heard a familiar voice say across the room. 

You shrieked put of terror, you were positive all the doors were locked. You whipped your head to see who it was, and it was no other than Austin himself.

"You jackass! You scared the hell out of me!" You said, putting a hand over your chest, feeling your heart beat increase. "Wait," you started, "Aus! You’re finally home!" Running into his arms, which were surprisingly not filled with luggage. 

"It’s good seeing you, too, babygirl." He sighed in content into you ear, his hand that was placed on your bum squeezing. 

"Where’s all your luggage?" You asked, running your fingers through his soft hair. Remembering about your little amount of clothing you had on. 

"It's all at Tino's house because I though it'd be better to save the hassle for this." He smirked. You were about to ask what he meant by saving you the hassle, but before you could he grabbed your face and connected your lips with his. 

You could tell that he missed this as much as you did. The way he moved his hands slowly down your face to your lower back, eventually reaching your bum. He placed his hands there as he kept exploring your mouth with his tongue, as you did the same. The next thing you knew you were against the wall next to the stairs, his hands just under your thighs/

"Jump." He basically panted when he pulled his lips  from yours. You obliged and wrapped your legs around his waist when he helped you. His height always made it a bit difficult, but he helped you. 

Now you two were in the bedroom, you lying down with your back against the white duvet and Austin hovering over you. You both smiled into the kiss and your hands wandered to the hem of his shirt, hinting him to take it off; which he did no more than two seconds later. You moved your hands so they were at the button of his black skinny jeans, he smiled again as you unbuttoned and unzipped them, giving a harsh tug down. He also helped with that and took it off already, showing his imprint he was leaving through his briefs.

You felt his rough hands move about every inch of you that he could touch; your breasts, your hips, your inner thighs. When he did reached your inner thighs, he smirked at you as you let out a slight gasp. He moved back from you and kept the smirk on his face, "Nice knowing you kept only this on the whole day." tracing over your thin lace with his hands. You giggled, "Well you bought it for me, after all. I wanted to make you happy when we skyped." you propped yourself up and placed a small kiss on his lips. He kissed back, "Let me just say, you definitely made me more than happy."  

After he said that he laid you back down and kissed down from your neck, leaving love marks, to your hips, kissing them, until he reached your thighs. Austin kissed both of them, slowly spreading your legs and kissing inward, finally reaching your lace panties. You bit your lip as he kissed your core over the lace and grinned devilishly back up a you. He finally pulled down your underwear and threw them to the side, licking up and down your core. You gripped on the sheets and moaned out as he kept licking and eating you out. 

"That's right, princess. Moan for me." He said, kissing your inner thigh before going back to what he was doing.

You moaned and twisted your fingers through his hair, pulling on it. "I'm about to come.." you said quietly, your eyes shut. He began to stick two of his fingers in you and move them in and out at a fast pace. His other hand played with your breasts, your bra already off. You screamed out his name before you felt your orgasm happen. You've had orgasms by yourself when Austin was off tour, but none of them compared to when he did it. Nothing compared to him, the way he doesn't stop, the way he knows every spot that makes you shake. Austin removed his fingers when he knew your were done, licking them clean, kissing your pussy one last time before going back up, cupping your face with his hands and kissing your face. 

You moved your hand over his briefs and stroked him through it, making him moan in your mouth. You smirked and moved your hands to yank down his briefs, he kicked it off his legs and spread yours open more. kissing one of your nipples and moving the head of his length up and down your clit. "Please." you moaned, wanting to feel him inside you already. "Since you asked so nicely," he grinned, moving back up and kissing you harshly, moving himself into you, "God, you feel so good, baby." he moaned. 

The bed rocked as he started going faster, the rooms filling with the sound of slapping skin and moans. he grasped one of your breasts  tightly, biting your lower lip, making you shake. You started clawing your nails up and down his back, Austin just kept going harder, the bed's frame hitting the wall repeatedly. He practically growled in your ear when you started biting and sucking at his neck, leaving his neck how he left yours. 

He pulled out, lying on his back and pulling you onto him, "You know what to do, babe." he winked. You smiled, and positioned yourself on him, lowering yourself on his shaft which made you shriek loudly. "That's so hot, fuck." he said when he looked at the expression on your face. He moved his hips up and down as he took a hold of yours, helping you move with him. You began to take control and moved one of his hands to your clit as you still bounced. He moved his other hand to the back of your neck and pulled your face to his so you can kiss. The both of you moved in sync, yelling out profanities and each others names. 

"I'm going to.. to.." You started, feeling your toes curl.

"I know, baby, I know." Austin replied, flipping you back onto the bed, he slammed into you, which made the bubble you felt in your core pop. You screamed out his name, clawing his back and biting at his lip. You moved your hips with his at every thrust, arching your back and feeling your head sink into the fluffy pillows. Austin kept going until your orgasm stopped, and you felt your body give out. You got up from laying on the sheets when he pulled out and opened your mouth, signalling him. He smiled and you began to suck and lick on his shaft until you felt his warmth hit the back of your throat. He moaned out your name and kept a hold of your hair before finally pulling himself out of your mouth. 

The both of you collapsed back on the bed, covered in beads of sweat. He pulled you closed to him and you began to cuddle, he kissed your forehead and you smiled. He finally said, in a calming voice next to your ear, "I really missed you, kitten."

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Jaime Preciado Imagine

Request: "Can you write a smut about Jaime? One where you guys are friends but you like him and you don't wanna tell him cause you don't know if he likes you back."

A/N: Hello! I'm terribly sorry for the lack of activity on my part. I intend on changing that; but I believe quality trumps quantity, so therefore my imagines will probably be posted less often, but they will be longer and more thought out. I hope you all understand! As for this imagine, I didn't see smut fitting in here, but I hope you're okay with that! This request was fairly vague, so I decided to take it down my own path. I may or may not write a part two. Please let me know if you would like this to be continued!~MB

The faint ding of the doorbell sounded inside of the house, I could just barely hear it from where I stood outside. It was terribly cold, so I rested my weight on my tip toes and did a strange motion that made me appear to look like I was jogging in place in order to warm up my legs. Unfortunately, a pair of jeans and a ratty pullover doesn't help much with the bitter winter. A few moments later, I heard the sound of the deadbolt unlocking, and the dark brown door swung open on its hinge. 

"Hey, (Y/N)." Mike mumbled; he sounded like he'd just woken up, and looked terribly hungover. I felt a bit bad for him, but it's not like anybody forced the booze down his throat at gunpoint. If there was one man on earth who could drink himself sick before 3 p.m., it'd be Mike.

"Hey, big guy," I snickered before wrapping my arms around him to pull him into a quick embrace. He patted my back awkwardly, not being too comfortable with physical contact. A few months back we both got pretty wasted and did a few regrettable things; I guess he just hasn't been able to get over it. I can't really blame him. "Where's the party at?" I spoke, and brushed past Mike to stand in the comfort of the warm house. Mike closed the door after me, and slid the lock back into place. 

"Scattered 'bout," He slurred, "Vic just left a few minutes ago to go to the store, Tony was in the kitchen, last I checked. Jaime's down in the basement." I nodded, and Mike deserted me in the foyer to go upstairs and probably sleep. 

After peeling off my shoes, I shuffled into the kitchen. Tony wasn't there, but a can of beer was out. I grabbed it through my sleeve and made my way to the basement steps. I'd known this house far too well, having visited countless times for the past three years or so. Thundering down the steps, I was greeted by a loud grunt, "Mike?"

"(Y/N)," I corrected, and turned the corner to see Jaime splayed out on the couch and Tony kneeling over the DVD player. 

"Hey, girly," Jaime mused, craning his neck over the arm rest of the couch to catch my gaze. He was wearing one of his killer smiles, which made heat rush through my face.

"Hey, man." I snorted, not necessarily fond of the pet-name. 

I padded slowly over to the burgundy couch where Jaime was sprawled out, and sat atop his legs. He grunted. "Hey, Tony."  I yawned, and opened up the can of beer, "What're we watching?"

"I dunno, I was thinking of maybe putting on Fight Club, does that sound alright?" Tony grumbled, flipping through an abnormally large stack of Blu-Rays. I loved Fight Club. It was one of my top ten favorite movies, and I'd never turn down a chance to watch it.

"Sounds good," I sighed, and took a swig of beer. It was room temperature, and not very flavorful. I set it down on the coffee table and pulled Jaime's blanket up over my body as a lame attempt to warm up. 

After a few moments, the picture started rolling and Jaime had to sit up in order to make room for Tony on the couch. Thankfully, I was sandwiched between the two, and I didn't feel too cold after a while. It was nice, but Tony kept nudging me throughout the movie, I didn't know what his problem was, but it was starting to piss me off.

"Tony, what do you want?" I hissed, trying not to disturb Jaime. It was hard to phase Jaime, as he was very hard of hearing from all the goddamn music blaring at the hundreds of concerts he'd been in. And because of his poor hearing, the volume on the TV was being blasted loud enough for Mike - all the way upstairs - to hear crystal clear. I almost felt a bit bad for Jaime. 

Tony leaned in real close, and I started to feel my face flush. I thought he was going in for a kiss or something, but he ended up just putting his lips about an inch from my ear, "You ought'a cut the crap with Jaime. It's not okay, and we both know it." 

I was terribly speechless. I had no idea of what the hell Tony was talking about. He knew I liked Jaime, but now all of the sudden Tony was painting him to be forbidden fruit. Tony noticed the look of confusion on my face, or at least, I assume he did, because all of the sudden his mouth fell and his eyebrows shot straight up and he looked very nervous.

"Jaime?" I nudged him, "Hey, I'm gonna go grab another beer, d'ya want one?" I had to practically yell for him to hear me, and even then I don't think he completely understood what I was saying, because all he ended up saying was 'Good.' Shaking my head, I got up from the couch and climbed upstairs. I had made an effort to 'accidentally' step on Tony's toe as a sign for him to get up and come with me. Once I was upstairs, I let myself outside to try and block out the loudness of the movie. Tony joined me on the porch a few minutes later. 

"Tony, what were you talking about down there?" 

"(Y/N), I don't know what I was thinking. It's nothing, I promise."

He looked awfully uncomfortable. I was starting to get a little scared, "Tony, what were you talking about down there?"

"(Y/N), I was joking, it honestly doesn't matter." Tony's voice shook, which was very unnatural. 

I was becoming very upset, and my face began to flush. I pressed my pointer finger to his chest, "Bullshit. Tell me what you meant." As I spoke, my breath became clouded, but I didn't feel so cold. I'm not sure why I wasn't cold, as it was a bitter 29 degrees - way past freezing. 

He hesitated. He hesitated for a long while, I would say he didn't speak for at least a few minutes. It felt much longer, though - it felt like ages, and the silence was making me very nervous. "I think you'd better talk to Mike, (Y/N)."

"What do you mean, Tony?" I was dreading what his answer may be, and I was praying to God that this wasn't what I thought it was.

"Remember how we went to that party last week?"

The color started to drain from my face. Not because of remembering that night, but more so the lack of remembrance I had from that night. "Oh, Jesus Christ."

Tony rested his hand awkwardly on my shoulder, and gave me a soft squeeze. 

"We all make mistakes, (Y/N). I don't want to see you screwed over with Mike and Jaime, you gotta let Jaime go. Nothing's going to work there, we both know it. Not with what happened - or, is still happening - with you and Mike." Tony suddenly sounded terribly irritated, and I was feeling very depressed and very confused. 

"I should go, shouldn't I?" 

"I think that'd be best - for everyone."

I lowered my gaze, and brushed Tony's hand from my shoulder. I figured that leaving now would be much easier than going back inside to grab my shoes. Leaving now would rip the band-aid off, so I turned on my heel and walked to my car. I tried to leave without crying, but that was pretty goddamn hard. 

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That’s it I’m getting another co-writer

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ARE YOU STILL DOING SHIPS?!?

NO IM SO SORRY LOVE IM TOO BUSY

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If you struggle with self-care and see this, stop what you're doing

Have you eaten in the last 4ish hours?

Have you had something to drink today?

Can you have something, even if just milk or water or cup’o’noodles or toast with something yummy on it, if you haven’t, please? 

If you have any injuries, can you please take care of them for me

Also please take any meds if you should and haven’t, yet?

Whatever you have or haven’t done today just know you’re super strong and I am so proud of you

Okay you can go back to blogging now~ <3

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Hey! It's me! Sorry I didn't get to tell you earlier, but I was on vacation this past week and couldn't write any imagines. I'll be back tonight, though! So expect more soon c: <3

Hear that everyone? More stories coming soont♡!♡