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LOVE THIS, LOVE U, LOVE DREA AND ELLIE AND LOVE JACK AND DREA

SHE’S BETTER KNOWN FOR THE THINGS THAT SHE DOES ON THE MATTRESS [BLURB]

Jack Hughes x Andrea Lance (oc) - masterlist

Summary: Ellie fills Andrea in on Jacks history with one of the neighbors

a/n: ellie hughes belongs to the amazing @oscquinn

This must've been the first time in years that Andrea woke up at 9am on a rest day. The Hughes home was quiet in the early hours as she padded softly out of the guest room. Rubbing the sleep from her eyes, Drea stumbled into the kitchen, tee rumpled from sleep, where she found a tired Ellie perched on the counter, waiting for her coffee to brew.

“You’re up early,” Ellie said, shooting Drea a sleepy smile.

“Habit, I guess,” she shrugged, bracing against the island. Andrea went quiet, thinking about the previous night—how she’d met Jack's friends and family—yet she couldn’t get a particular blonde with blue eyes out of her head.

Ellie broke the silence. “You’re thinking… about what exactly?”

Andrea mumbled a quick “Nothing,” shaking her head.

“C’mon, spill. I don’t have any sisters to talk with—humor me,” Ellie prodded further, grabbing the creamer from the fridge.

Eyes focused on the patterned tile of the kitchen, Drea finally asked what she’d been wondering since last night. “Who was that blonde with your brother last night? He’s never talked about her before.”

“Oh, her,” the sixteen-year-old began. “That’s Karlee, our neighbor. Her mom welcomed us to the neighborhood when we moved here, so she’s always just been around.”

“So you guys must be close with her then?”

“God, no. I can’t stand her, and I know that Quinn hates her too. Jack and Luke tolerate her for Mom, I guess.”

“Why?”

“Well, back when we were in middle school, our mom ‘encouraged’ Jack to take her to their 8th grade formal, and that made her delusional enough to convince herself that she and Jack were meant to be—until they got to high school and he entertained it for a bit, y’know, hookups here and there, till he obviously wanted nothing to do with her. She couldn’t take the hint. Jack stopped texting her back, stopped inviting her to stuff and practically ghosted her. When Karlee realized the future hockey star didn’t want her, she tried to sink her claws into the closest thing to him.”

“Luke?” Andrea quietly gasped.

Ellie shook her head. “Quinn.”

Jaw slackened, Drea was shocked, whispering, “Quinn?”

Nodding at her words, Ellie continued, “She tried to dmQ while he was at college to visit him. Karlee only hangs around because our moms are close. It looks like she’s trying to cozy back up with Jack since the draft is coming up.”

Andrea blinked, still processing everything Ellie had just said, as the coffee machine sputtered the last drops.

“They seemed pretty close last night, though.”

As Ellie let out a dry laugh, she explained further, “That’s her specialty. Let’s just say after Jack finished his credits to leave for NTDP and left, she wasn’t exactly waking up in her own bed every night.”

“That’s… interesting,” Andrea breathed, wondering whether or not Karlee’s ‘affections’ would work. Why should she care, though? She’d known Jack less than a year, and he was old enough to make his own decisions in a part of his life that she was just now being let into.

As a subtle frown flashed across her face, Ellie chimed in, “Jack’s polite, but I don’t see him ever going for her. He’s an idiot—but not that much of one. Plus, he spends all his time talking to you—or about you, anyways.”

The tips of Drea’s ears twinged red as she declined Ellie’s offer of the coffee pot. “About me?”

“Yeah, don’t tell him I told you this, but I think he watched your entire gold medal performance and ceremony three times—with notes.”

Andrea blinked, unsure if she’d heard Ellie correctly.

“With notes?” she repeated, her voice caught somewhere between disbelief and something warmer she didn’t want to name.

Ellie chuckled, nodding into her coffee mug. “Mmhmm. Like actual notes. I think he paused during your sequence because he wanted to understand how your edges worked. Then rewound it to replay the slow-motion replay right after. I caught him one night watching it again on his iPad in bed—he practically dropped it when I walked in.”

Andrea laughed softly, the sound almost startled out of her. “That’s… weirdly flattering.”

“It means something,” Ellie stated, sipping her drink.

“It just means that he’s sweet and a little stalkerish,” Drea chuckled.

Before Ellie could pry further, the footsteps of half a dozen teenage boys interrupted them.

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elliehughesyapss · 23 days ago

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THIS IS SO GOOD

Mistakes like this

Will Smith Hockey x fem!Perreault!Reader

Warnings!: FWB situation, Implied smut (but none, that will not be my first fic), swearing, underage drinking, over use of commas, inconsistent capitalization (i have my auto-caps off sorry guys 🤡), not proofread, probably more that i can’t think of

THE SONG ACTUALLY HAS NOTHING TO DO WITH THE WRITING, IT JUST MAKES ME THINK OF WILL! :)

weird layout because i’m writing it in the app :) sorry

wc: 3,305 ;holy fuck this is long sorry guys

summary: What happens when you hook up with your brothers best friend at a frat party and then fall madly in love with him?

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Gabriel Perreault was always her role model. Of course he was, he was her older brother. She had always wanted to be like him. What he thought was cool—she thought was cool, what he did—she wanted to do too. So that’s how it went.

Choosing BC as her college of choice was easy. Gabe went there, of course she was going to go there too. Though she didn’t make it to the “big leagues” aka D1 College Hockey like he did, she still followed him anyways. She spends a lot of time with him, he walks her to her classes with his friends, she eats lunch with him and his friends, she hands around the apartment she shares with his friends more often than not. But despite this, she hasn’t really spoken to any of them. And maybe that’s partly because she knows Gabe has set a rule in place stating that she’s “off limits.”

So that’s how she got here. She’s currently standing in the living room of her brother’s apartment with her two friends. The music at the party is loud, almost deafening. The cups that all three of them were nursing are now empty, having been filled with some vodka and juice combination she didn’t really see them make. She stumbles her way into the kitchen, definitely a little tipsy, to pour them some more drinks when she runs into somebody.

She feels a hand come up to her side, steadying her before she hears a “Shit, i’m sorry”. She looks up and is met with none other than Will Smith. She smiles kindly at him and says, “It’s all good. Hey your my brothers Liney. Will, right?”, and it was more of a statement than a question.

He smiles as he recognizes her, “Ah yes, the forbidden sister. Gabe said you wouldn’t be here.” And she gives him a look. It is true that Gabe had forbade her from coming to this party, but she doesn’t have to listen to everything her brother says. She laughs loudly, “Well Gabe doesn’t know shit”, she says, filling up the cups, “There’s no reason for me to not be here”. “Gabe said something about ‘not wanting you to be involved with us bad influences’ or something like that” Will says as he leans against the counter, watching her make her mixed drinks. “Well respectfully, Fuck what my brother thinks”, she gives him a cheeky smile, “he can’t stop me from having fun ALL the time.” Will just grins at her, “I like that attitude” he says, “you know, I’ve never really talked to you but i have a feeling you’re a little snarky one aren’t you?” his eyes glint with mischief and something… more? it confuses her a little. “Guess you’ll just have to stick around and find out huh?” she says, her tone just as teasing as his, “Mind helping me carry these?”, she asks him. He nods, setting his half empty beer bottle down on the counter and grabbing her two friends cups, following her to the living room where they were waiting.

She giggles when she sees the look on her friends faces as they notice Will trailing behind her. “I’ll see you guys later?” she says to one of them, as Will hands them their cups. She moves again, taking Will’s hand in her own as she pulls him through the crowd of people. “Where to now?” he asks, letting himself be pulled. “Balcony.”, she replies shortly, “it’s loud in here.” And so they end up outside, secluded on the balcony, leaning against the railing and enjoying the cool night air.

“Your brother would kill me if he knew i was out here alone with you” Will hums, looking out into the distance. “Fuck him” she says, “He can’t control every little aspect of my life. it’s like he knows i look up to him and he takes advantage of it” she huffs. “He’s just looking out for you.” Will says, “I’d do the same for my sister. I know you think it’s annoying, but he’s just trying to protect you… but i bet if he knew you were out here…” he trails off, raising an eyebrow at her. “He’d be pissed” she laughs “Im just glad i haven’t run into him yet.” Will nods, understanding, he knows how Gabe would react, especially if he found her dressed the way she was. His eyes drift over her body and he can’t stop himself from saying, “Your outfit looks good tonight, by the way”

She smiles, glad he noticed. “Yeah? Picked it out just for you” she says, and it’s technically not true. She had picked it out with the intent of getting guys eyes on her, but not specifically Will’s. “Just for me huh?” He laughs, “nobody else?” and all she can do is giggle. What can she say? She’s a bit of an attention whore when she’s drunk. Sue her. “Yeah that’s what I thought” Will says, as he takes a step closer to her, caging her against the railing of the balcony. “You do certainly have my attention though…”, he says, his eyes trailing over her again. “Good”, she says, peering up at him through her lashes. She’s being far more flirtatious than she intended, but she can’t help it with Will, it’s like he draws it out of her.

She feels his hand come up, resting on her hip, his thumb drawing circles there. “You’re gorgeous, you know?”, he says, and it catches her off guard a bit. “Am i?” she asks teasingly another giggle escaping her. “Yeah”, Will says, “You’re by far the most beautiful girl here. I bet every guy has had their eyes on you since the second you walked through that door.” “Well then”, she says, “I’m glad you’re the one who decided to say something about it.”

Will stares at her, like he’s sizing her up, examining her. “You’re a little tease aren’t you” he chuckles. “Yeah, but so are you” she hums. “Me? A tease?”, Will says, “Never. If i see something I want then i take it.” She just hums again “You must not want me very bad then” she says, starting to pull away from him. “Oh i want you, trust me” Will says, keeping her caged against the railing, “it’s just a question of do you want me back?” She leans up on her toes, giving him a soft, fleeting kiss “Guess” She says, and that’s all she has to say before Will has her in his arms and on the way to his room.

When she wakes up, it’s to sunlight in her face, and Will’s hair practically in her mouth. She had stayed over last night, both of them passing out as soon as they were finished and cleaned up. Will stirs and chuckles when he sees her furrowed face. “Mornin’ Sunshine” he says, and she just groans in response. Shes never been much of a morning person. After a moment, Will speaks. “I had fun… last night”, he says, “We should do it again.. you know.. if you want” and he’s almost awkward about it, which she finds a little funny. She bites back a little laugh, “Yeah, i’m down” she says, “But Gabe CANNOT know about this.” she emphasizes. “Yeah no, my lips are sealed, no need to worry about that”, Will says, agreeing. He knows Gabe would go ballistic if he found out.

“Okay then.”, she says “Then now that that’s settled, I should get going before Gabe wakes up” Will glances at his clock, 9:38am, “Yeah.. you should” and he almost sounds like he doesn’t want her to leave. She nods to the floor where he clothes from last night have been abandoned, “do you have any… uh.. do you have any clothes I could wear?”, she asks “i don’t really wanna wear that home..” Will stands, going over to his dresser and pulls out an old, faded Boston College tee and some sweats, “of course”, he says as he hands them to her. She slips into them quietly, putting on her frat shoes after. “Just text me next time you wanna.. yknow..”, she says, scribbling down her number on a paper she found on Will’s desk. “Or just text me whenever.. if you want to, no pressure”, she smiles at him, handing him the paper. She leans up and kisses his cheek, “Bye Will”, she says, giving him a little finger wave and walking out the door.

He texts her later that week, about hooking up after the next frat party, and so they do. And it goes on like that, them hooking up after every party. But it’s not just hooking up, he follows her on all her social media, something he didn’t do before. Hell he even finds her tiktok, likes all her videos. He sends her stupid memes and reels and tiktoks all the time. Shes falling for him hard. They keep it up for about 3 months, through winter break, which she thought would curb her feelings, but only made them come back 10x harder, before she has enough.

She’s at some frat party the next time she sees him. She’s in the kitchen, already six cups deep of whatever jungle juice concoction they have, and is going for her seventh. Shes thoroughly fucked. She can barely even stand up straight. Will finds her as she stumbles her way back into the living room, leaning against a wall. He’s got a concerned expression on his face as he approaches her. “Hey.. you okay?”, he asks. She’s not. She’s trying to drink her feelings away, and it’s not working. “I’m supposed to be avoiding you”, she slurs out. Will’s expression softens as he places his hand in her hip, steadying her as she sways in her spot. “Why’s that?”, he asks. “Too many feelings” is all she replies. He laughs, pushing some of her hair out of her face, “You’re drunk.”, he says. “Oh i am fucked.” she laughs, and it’s more of a snort than anything, but she couldn’t care less. “How many drinks have you had?”, he asks, taking her now half empty cup from her. “Oh like 3…4…7” she slurs, “Pregamed in my dorm too” she smiles. “No wonder you’re hammered”, he says. “Hey! Don’t make fun of me” she says, and she’s got a pout on her lips that lets you know she’s definitely drunk. “I’m not making fun, just making an observation”, He says, holding his hands up in surrender. She just rolls her eyes at him. “Whatever, I’m going to go find Gabe. He won’t make fun of me”, she says, stumbling off into the crowd to find her brother. Shes gone before Will can stop her.

The next time Will finds her, she’s sitting outside on the porch steps of the frat house. Shes sawing as she sits, her mission of finding Gabe abandoned. He watches her from the doorway for a minute, surprised at the fact that she actually blew him off like that, before sighing and sitting next to her. “You’re a mess you know that?”, he says. “Leave me alone Will”, she says, clearly still in her feelings. She’s got a cup of water that’s half empty so at least she’s a little more sobered up now. “Nope, come on, you’re trashed. Let me take you back to my place, you can sleep it off”, He says, grabbing her arm to pull her up. She shrugs him off, “m’fine here”, she mumbles, “i don’t want to go back to your place.” He gives her a bewildered look. “You’d rather sleep on the floor of a frat house? This place is a shit hole and it smells like Weed and Alcohol.”, he says. “Better than sleeping with you” she bites out, and she doesn’t really mean for it to sound as mean as it does. Her eyes widen as she realizes what she said. Will’s face falls at her words, “Is that so?”, he sacks, his voice tight. “No wait, Will—”, she says, trying to explain but he cuts her off. He shakes his head a little bit, his expression going a little cold. He’d gone from concerned for her to mad and hurt in about two seconds. “No, it’s fine. I get it, you’d rather sleep at a frat house than with me.”

“No that’s not what i mean..” she says, pleading for him to let her explain. He just stares at her, his expression still cold, but she can see the flicker of vulnerability in his eyes. “Then what did you mean?”, he asks. “It’s just…”, she starts, trying to think of the right words. “It’s just too much. When i’m with you.”, she says. “To much emotion… Too many feelings.” She looks up at him, tears in her eyes and she drops the bomb, “I think i’m in love with you.”, she says, “And I can’t handle being just a drunk hookup anymore…”

Will freezes. Her words hit him like a train. “You’re… in love with me?”, he asks, his voice strangled. She just nods, looking away as her tears start to fall. His hands find her face and he wipes them, “Oh baby… look at me”, he says, using his hand to gently turn her face towards him. His expression is soft. A mixture of tenderness and his own vulnerability. “Please tell me you aren’t joking… i have to know if you really mean it”, he says. “I really mean it.. and i’m not just saying it because i’m drunk.”, she says. He wraps his arms around her, his forehead resting against her own as his eyes flutter closed. “Say it again”, he says. “I love you”, she replies, her own eyes falling closed as well. “Again.”, he says. “I am in love with you Will.”, she says again. A small broken sound escapes from the back of his throat as the words leave her lips, suddenly he’s pulling her into his lap, holding her as close as possible. “Baby…. oh my god…” he breathes against her skin, his eyes flutter open, his face nuzzling against her neck, his grip on her tight. “I love you too… god, I love you so much babe, you have no idea…” She grips him just as tight, scared she’ll lose him. “I love you… I love you so much, I don’t think I ever even knew what love was until I met you, but it’s only you…”, He whispers, his voice a little shaky, and he presses a soft kiss to her skin, his heart racing like crazy. She smiles as she leans down to kiss him, and for once, she doesn’t care if Gabe sees. The man she’s in love with is in love with her too and nothing could ruin that.

After that, her and Will return to his apartment, and for the first time, they just sleep together. No sex, no friends with benefits anything, just her curled under his arm as they watch a movie and both drift off to sleep. When it’s morning, she’s the first one up, her head pounding from all the drinking the night before as she stumbles into the kitchen, scrounging the boys’ medicine cabinet for some Advil or something of the sort. It seems that Gabe has had the same idea, stumbling in, just as hungover as she is. He freezes when he sees her, wearing Will’s clothes. He stares for a moment before muttering, “Please tell me i’m just hungover and hallucinating” She gasps in shock, dropping the—thankfully closed— pill bottle, and turning around to face him. “Gabe—“, she starts, but he cuts her off. “Is there a reason why you’re here”, he gestures to his apartment, “wearing that jerks clothes at 9 in the morning?” he asks, and she can tell he’s getting pissed. “I uh..”, she stutters out, “Surprise?”, she says, her voice lilting up at the end, like a question.

Will, having heard the commotion, makes his way into the kitchen. He freezes when he sees Gabe, but to his misfortune, Gabe has already seen him. He storms over, grabbing Will by the shirt. “What the fuck are you doing sleeping with my sister?”, Gabe yells. Will mutters a “Gabe, I—“ but he doesn’t even give Will a chance to explain himself. “Gabe come on”, she says, “Let go of him.”, and she tries to pry his hands from Will’s shirt. She eventually gets him free and puts herself between the two, Gave seething at Will over her head. “Gabriel!”, she says, drawing his attention to her. “Let me explain, okay?”, she asks, and Gabe nods. “Yes, We were hooking up”, she says, and she can feel Gabe’s rage cycle start all over again. “BUT!”, she says, trying to calm him down, “We are together now.”

Gabe’s eyes widen even more, and he looks back and forth between Will and his sister for a moment, trying to get the courage to speak. “You’re… together?”, he repeats, his eyebrows knitting together in confusion, like he can’t even fathom the idea of the two together. “But you don’t even know him!”, he says. “I do.” she replies, “I’ve gotten to know him since the start of this year”, she says, though what she’s really saying is “we’ve been hooking up since the beginning of this year.” And Gabe’s not an idiot, he knows what that means. He turns his gaze to Will, his eyes showing distrust and uncertainty. He’s trying to wrap his head around the fact that one of his best friends has been hooking up with is sister for 3 plus months, and is now telling him they’re together… Will stands his ground. Takes her hand firmly in his and holds it there. He won’t back down. Not from this.

Gabe turns his attention back to her. “You’re sure about this?”, he asks. “I do”, she says, smiling sweetly at Will. “I love him, and I trust that he loves me too”, she says. Gabe nods, turning back to Will. “If you hurt her, I’ll kill you myself”, he says, and it’s not a threat so much as a promise. Will is a little bit taken aback, but he nods anyways. “Yes sir… I promise you I will take excellent care of her”, he says. She just giggles softly as Gabe groans. “Way to make it weird dude”, he jokes, he can’t stay mad at Will for long. Will laughs, muttering “Sorry, just felt like the right thing to say.”, and he shrugs. “Whatever”, Gabe mutters, “But you better keep your word”, he says, pointing a finger at Will. “I won’t hesitate to kill you if you do anything to her”

And with that, it’s over. Gabe drops it, going to pick up the abandoned pill bottle from the floor and pop some Advil, sitting back on the counter as he downs his water bottle. Will nudges her side and leans down, whispering, “I think that went as well as it could have…” “Yeah, me too”, she smiles, leaning up and kissing him softly. She giggles as she hears Gabe groans from his spot on the counter. “Gross, don’t do that shit in front of me”, he says, and she just flips him off, not breaking their kiss. Will chuckles softly against her lips before pulling away a little, looking toward Gabe and then back at her. He gives her a little smirk, and a slight nudge, still holding her waist “I think we’ve traumatized him enough for the day” She laughs. “Want to go finish that movie?”, she asks, “I think we fell asleep half way through.” He nods, smiling at her, his hands still on her waist as they walk, “Lead the way.”

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little a/n: oh my gosh i wrote something??? whatttttyy crazy right. This is most definitely based on a c.ai chat i had, so sorry, but i had to turn it into something! it was too good not to. let me know your thoughts! my asks are open! i’m also open to writing advice

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