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Hey guys. Let’s talk about Cole Sprouse. It could be confessions, or how you feel towards him, rumours. Anything! Just hit my DM if you fancy some Cole-versations.

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Hi! I do have a dum request, coul you write about Cole's girlfriend and having some very intimate moments with her favorite artist and Crush (alex turner maybe)in a music video and he gets really mad and jealous? Thank you! Plus another part for pointless would make me very happy

Hey Anon! When I saw you wrote Alex Turner, I was thrilled! So HERE is your request <3

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Request 13: Cole is jealous of Alex Turner.

From Anonymous: Hi! I do have a dum request, coul you write about Cole's girlfriend and having some very intimate moments with her favorite artist and Crush (alex turner maybe)in a music video and he gets really mad and jealous? Thank you! Plus another part for pointless would make me very happy

“I have good news. Great news!” you announced, clasping your fingers together as you walked into the apartment. Cole was sitting on the couch, smiling at you as his eyes trailed your every movement, waiting for you to settle next to him.

"So, I got a call today from my agent and guess what?”

“What?” Cole eyed you with a lopsided grin.

“I am going to be in a music video! With The Last Shadow Puppets!” you exclaimed, squeezing your boyfriends arm.

“Okay, sorry baby, but who’s that?” Cole chuckled.

“What? Okay, okay. So, you do know that band Arctic Monkeys, right?”

“Uh-uh,” Cole nodded with furrowed brows.

“So the frontman, Alex Turner, he has this side band with his best friend and they are called The Last Shadow Puppets, so long story short, I’m going to be in a music video with freaking Alex Turner! Ahh!”

Cole’s mouthed opened as he glanced at you. “Do people even still watch those?” he laughed.

A small frown turned down your lips making Cole to cheekily plant a kiss on it. “I’m just kidding. Congratulations! My beautiful, talented girlfriend is going to nail it, I’m sure.”

“I hope so! They said they are going to make the video seriously hot. Whatever that means,” you told him again with pure excitement.

Cole’s face quickly went the opposite way as his jaw drop open. “You mean like a hot scene between you and the band?”

“Sort of. They made me wear a swimsuit during audition, so... I guess?” 

Cole was silent one moment longer, his face hardened. You ran a finger along his cheek, trying to figure out what he was thinking. “Cole?” He snapped his eyes to yours again. You wasn’t sure if what you’ve just said was bothering you.

“Like a sex scene?” he tilted his head you.

“Uhm, not really... but almost naked, maybe?”

“Oh... or a threesome?”

“Cole! It’s a music video, not porno,” you laughed, adding, “But that’s okay, right? I mean, you’ve done a couple of these kinds of hot scenes yourself...” 

“I’ve never done any threesome scenes...’

“Not that, silly! I mean these ‘intimate scenes’. Doesn’t necessarily means sex, but, just being intimate on screen kind of thing...” you muttered which sounded like you’re questioning yourself.

Cole was refocussing in an intense look at you. His face then softened, grabbing your fidgeting hand and placed it gently in between his hand, “You’re going to do great, baby. I just know it.”

***

As soon as you got home the first thing you did was connect your phone to your charger. It has been buzzing with life since the music video premiered in the morning and you never thought that you’d receive such positive response for you music video debut with The Last Shadow Puppets. You’ve gained tonnes of the band’s followers on your Instagram and some of their fans were even starting a new ship between you and Alex Turner in your comment section, which you thought was rather funny - they had no idea that you were already dating the most brilliant guy you’ve ever met since both you and Cole agreed to keep it private from the public. 

“Hey!” you greeted Cole cheerily when you spotted him on the lazy chair in the corner of your bedroom, browsing on his iPad. You were just so excited to show him the video since you waited to watch it together with him.

“Hey...” his tone was something to worry about.

“What’s wrong?”

“You said almost naked and that’s it. But it’s clearly not the case, isn’t it? Congratulations. About 500 thousand people have seen you done it.”

“Huh? I don’t understand?”

Cole held up the iPad screen and showed you what he’s been doing. He was apparently on the Youtube app, watching the music video. 

“Well, to be fair, I haven’t seen it. But are you mad or something?” You tried to keep your tone calm as you sat on the bed so you could properly face him. He glanced away, obviously very angry.

“I have no idea that the video was going to be that intimate.”

“But, I told you that the were going to be intimate scenes, right? Plus, it’s not a sex scene or anything. I mean, you yourself have done it before. You know how it is behind the scenes. I mean, Alex, he, he’s really understanding. He didn’t want to make me do it if I wasn’t comfortable -”

“Oh, so you were comfortable rolling around in bed with him, naked like that?”

“Cole, you should know better that it’s just acting,” you chuckled, trying to knock some senses into your boyfriend. “I was wearing a body suit. And most of the time I was shooting in a bikini. It’s not a big deal.”

“So, this Alex dude is understanding which explains all of the behind-the-scenes photos? A piggyback ride on the set. Really Y/N?”

“Wait. What? Did you just Googled me?” you placed your hand on his, but he quickly pulled himself away from you.

“Baby, come on. Don’t be mad. I swear it’s just acting and Al and I, we were very professional. You know that. I know for sure whatever photos you were talking about, they were all during the takes. The paps just made it look like it wasn’t just to sell headlines. You should know this and again, you are way off on this one, Cole,” you caressed the side of his face.

“Al, huh? So you guys are on nickname basis now?” his eyes pierced yours, his face didn’t even light up at your touch. “What does he call you then? Babe? Sugar? Darling?”

“Cole... this is not fair. I never threw any tantrums about any of your intimate scenes.”

“Well, that’s because you know that I am trustworthy. I know how to handle myself.” There was no mistaking it. His hurtful words of anger. Just pure anger.

“Oh, wow. Are you saying that I am not trustworthy?”

He only shrugged.

“Gee, thanks Cole. This is my first video debut and I’d expect my boyfriend to be the first person to be happy for me. I guess it’s just too much to ask, but, I can take that. If you’re not supportive of my career, then fine. But calling me not trustworthy? That’s something else,” you trembled as you walked out of the room. You knew that jealousy was always going to be a little part of Cole. His idea of people were always interested in you was ridiculous to you, but Cole loved you so much and so hard that he could only assume everyone else did too. Except, the things that he had just said was tough. He could’ve been more understanding like how you would about his career. And you hated that he was being so emotional and selfish.

***

You spent the next hour trying to calm down, and not let your own anger turn to sadness or bitterness. When you heard the door of your bedroom crack open, you knew that Cole has calmed down enough to be in the same space as you were. You didn’t utter any word. Cole sat himself next to you, barely looking at you at first, but after letting out a long sigh, he turned his head towards you. You looked at each other, then he grabbed your hand, bring it towards his lips.

“I”m sorry, Y/N. I am such a jerk.”

"Cole," you sighed, "I'm loyal. You know that. Second of all, I will not be treated like this. And this isn't even you, anyway. You should understand my job more than anybody else in this world because you are an actor yourself."

He half shrugged.

“I’m not jealous.”

“Then what was that? You just chucked a tantrum because of the music video. Don’t you trust that I can be professional at work too?” You pulled away your hand from his, and folded your arms across your chest.

"Okay. Maybe I am. I don't know. You're... you’re just so beautiful and smart. Funny and has the biggest heart, and that Alex Turner guy is just the epitome of a perfect match for you. You guys look great together on screen and it’s bothering me to know that someone like him had a brief chemistry with you, even it’s acting and all. It’s just... I just… I think that you could easily replace me with someone like that anytime you like because you are that wonderful. Any guy would easily fall for you. That was how I fell in love with you anyway..."

"Cole, baby. Look. You're right. I am smart. I am smart enough to know what I want, and who I want. Smart enough to know what I feel. And smart enough to be professional while working, okay? I love you. Just you. Here is where everyone else is," you said and held your hand out at hip level, "and here is you," you said as your hand moved to reach as far above your head as possible. He smiled softly. His eyebrows were still pinched together. He was still worried. "No one can simply replace you just like that. Okay?"

"I love you, Y/N... and I am sorry."

"I love you too."

"I'm sorry. I'm so sorry. Damn it," he pulled you into a tight hug and you could feel the regret. It was burning out of him and his cheeks were red with shame.

"It's okay. Cole" you shrieked when he was clamping on you and it was getting a little too tight to breathe. He shook his head, indicating he had no intention of letting you go. "Just. Never again, okay?"

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Hi! I love your stories could you please make one where Cole is in a lovehate relationship very stubborn, infuriating and passionate that doesnt end well? Thank you!

Here it is anon <3

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Hi I was wondering if you could do an angsty sad songfic. Based on the song 'Tryin' To Love Me' by Jason Aldean. And if you could make it at the end where she moved on with someone else and he just has to watch as he made one of the biggest mistakes ever (bonus if you could make it KJ). Thank you so much I cannot link the song but again it is called, "TRYIN' TO LOVE ME" by JASON ALDEAN.

Here’s your request <3

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Thank you for doing my request I loved it!

I am glad you loved it anon <3

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Request 12: Cole x Reader in an angsty relationship.

From Anonymous: Hi! I love your stories could you please make one where Cole is in a lovehate relationship very stubborn, infuriating and passionate that doesnt end well? Thank you!

From @aestheticrelated Hi I was wondering if you could do an angsty sad songfic. Based on the song 'Tryin' To Love Me' by Jason Aldean. And if you could make it at the end where she moved on with someone else and he just has to watch as he made one of the biggest mistakes ever (bonus if you could make it KJ). Thank you so much I cannot link the song but again it is called, "TRYIN' TO LOVE ME" by JASON ALDEAN.

Notes: Hello. I just think that these 2 requests are more or less the same so I decided to combine them.

Warnings: Language

You were 21 when you met Cole. He was hanging out in a bar with his friends, and you were stopping in with your friend Valerie after a class for Happy Hour. It  was a coincidence that Valerie and Cole sort of known each other from a mutual friend and the first thing Valerie whispered to you that night before introducing you to him was, “You are going to love this guy.” You didn’t know how right she was until after that night.

Cole bought you a drink a chatted up you up a bit. He assured you that he was ‘just a student at NYU’ and you had no idea that he was once a famous actor right until Valerie spilled the beans. Cole seemed uncomfortable that people acknowledged him for being ‘a famous actor’ and you could totally relate to that since you grew up with a mother who is sorta well-known since she’s a fashion designer.

You spent the night enjoying the company of Valerie and Cole’s friends, but whenever you returned you gaze towards Cole, he would meet you with a smile. At the end of the night, you were drunk enough to surrender your phone number and he called you the very next morning.

You both fall madly in love right away.

You and Cole dated for about a year before moving in together and your love story was unfolding beautifully. Fast forward to another year, Cole got the call. He was offered an acting job - something that he was once certain to leave behind. 

“The offer sounds good. Are you going to consider it?” you asked him in his embrace as you trace meaningless circles with your finger on his chest.

“I don’t know,” he shrugged. “Should I?”

“Well, it really is up to you, honestly,” you muttered although you knew that with him taking up the offer would mean that the slow life that you both had been living would drastically change. He eventually took up the offer and you landed a modelling gig with an agency not long after - a job that you knew Cole was not comfortable with for some reasons unknown.

Before your careers and long distances took hold of your relationship, there was plenty of typical arguing and stress over regular, every day stuff. It then became a competition of who had a more stressful day at work. You were both always hot tempered, emotional, stubborn and stressed out.

Cole was back in NY for a short weekend and you were having a week long break. You promised to cook him some dinner and looked forward to spend time with your boyfriend and there he was, sitting at the bar counter, scrolling through his phone, barely speaking to you. You felt frustrated that he doesn’t seem to pay his mind to you at all even after months of not seeing each other. 

“Are you gonna keep on doing that?” you pointed at his phone, but he wasn’t looking.

“Hmm?” he asked, his eyes still glued on the phone.

Seeing how disinterested he was to even look at you, you groaned and continued stirring the pasta sauce mindlessly. You were absolutely fuming. “You know, if you’re gonna do that all day, might as well date your phone then.”

He finally snapped his head at you. “What are you so angry about? It’s just a group chat.”

“Oh, so you have group chats now? With whom? Lili? Camila?” 

“Hey, leave my friends alone, okay?”

“Since when are you so friendly with your ‘friends’ anyway? You meet them everyday and you guys are texting each other now?” you asked, your voice shaky because you were just so angry at him.

“What the hell is your problem, Y/N? So I can’t have friends now? What about you? You’ve been hanging out with your ‘model’ friends too. How is that any different?” 

You snapped your head at him, as your hand turned off the heat from the stove. “Do you see me holding my phone texting them while you’re around? I barely get to see you, Cole. The least you could do is act like a decent boyfriend for once!”

Your words flipped Cole’s switch. “So you think I’m not a decent boyfriend?” 

You moved away from the kitchen, holding your hands up in a signal that meant stop.

“Tell me, Y/N, who’d be a decent boyfriend to you? That stuck up model friend of yours? Or that horny agent of yours who hired you just because he wanted to have sex with you? Which one?” His voice made you feel guilty, but also made you angry. You wanted resolution, you wanted to not be so upset, but it was more than that. You missed him and that’s a fact. But he doesn’t miss you, that’s also a fact. And he was just pissed off that you were right.

“How could you say that? You have no idea what you’re saying,” you muttered, adding, “This is not about me, okay? It’s about you.”

“Of course it’s about me, Y/N! It’s always about me! You are never wrong. You are always right!” he scoffed.

“What’s that supposed to mean?”

“You think you’re such a great girlfriend, don’t you? Well, let me tell you this, you’re not!” he continued.

“Cole... stop.”

Ignoring you, he added, “You complain too much and you think you are better than everyone. You always try to prove that you are a great girlfriend in front of everyone but the fact is that you bring nothing to the table. All you do is whine about how badly I treated you. Have you ever considered that maybe you are the problem? You haven’t been a great girlfriend at all and all you ever do is flaunt our relationship on your Instagram so that the public would think that ‘Oh she’s so happy with her boyfriend’ ‘Oh they are so sweet’. Well, Y/N, who are we kidding? You know that’s bullshit! We are not happy. Just look at us!”

You were shocked by what he had said. A tear stubbornly fell from your eye although you had not given yourself a permission to cry. You were so hurt by Cole that you just didn’t know what else to say.

“Look, Y/N, if you’re so annoyed that I am here tonight then fine. I’ll sleep at Dylan’s tonight,” Cole told you, barely making any eye contact with you. “You can go and look for your decent boyfriend or fuck that agent of yours or whatever. I don’t care,” he threw his arm in the air, aiming for the front door.

You tried to process and take a second to just think, but your head was foggy with emotion still. You walked away and went to the bedroom door. He stopped his tracks and watched you with a look of pure angst on his face. "I know I shouldn't be this hurt," you spoke with a low voice,"But I am. I think maybe you should go. I want to be alone right now."

You took the painful step into your room and closed the door between you. You cried into your pillow and pretended that it didn't feel like your heart has been punctured a million times over by tiny pins.

***

The bedroom door opened with a force as you pulled it towards you the next morning. Cole fell backwards onto your feet. Startled, you stared down at him. He looked back up at you, waiting.

"Were you there all night?" you asked. He nodded. You assumed that he’s left but maybe because of guilt he didn’t. He sat up and shook out hair with his fingers, then stood. He looked at you nervously and licked his lips.

"I’ll make you coffee" he offered.

"No, you don’t have to..."

"I know. I fucked up. You're angry, and I promise I'll fix it," he gently lifted your chin with his finger.

You said nothing, barely making eye contact with him. You were still hurt, but you didn’t feel like telling him that.

"God, Y/N. Let me fix this,” his voice was shaking.

"No, Cole, look, I don't need you to comfort me or anything. I'm good. Just… we can just forget it,"

"I'm your boyfriend, I should-"

"Are you really?"

Cole looked defeated, and you felt exhausted. He licked his lips again and nodded. You stood for a few seconds, figuring out what you wanted, or needed. You leant into the door frame and closed your eyes. You heard Cole moved, and then he was in front of you. His hands were on your hips, but you pushed them away.

"I love you so much, Y/N," he whispered.

“Really?”

“Of course,” he protested. “I know I said a lot of stupid things last night. You know I don’t mean it.”

“You know what, Cole? I don’t think I know anymore. What you said last night... they are just... I... I am sorry. I think I need to be alone for a bit.”

“Y/N, baby, please...” he grabbed you by the hips again. “I am so sorry. Please...” He pulled you into his arms, but you didn’t hug back. Your arms were stuck between your chest and his. He was rocking side to side and holding you a little too tight. He took your face in his hands. His eyes were glassy with tears, but you knew none would fall.

“I don’t think I can do this anymore, Cole,” you finally admitted.

“No, baby, don’t say that! We can fix this,” a tear finally fell from his eye as he violently shook his head. “I am sorry, “ he repeated over and over again like a broken machine.

“This is all we ever do. We fight. And make up. And fight again. I am tired Cole. I am just so tired. It’s exhausting,” you sobbed. “Please don’t beg and just let me go. Please... I can’t hurt any more than I already have, Cole.”

“I’m sorry. Please, Y/N. Fuck. I screwed up, baby, I know. But, please...” You stopped looking at him then and shook your head. 

“I’m sorry, Cole. We should’ve done this a long time ago. You’re not happy. We’re not happy. Why are we hurting ourselves like this?”

“That’s not true. I’m sorry... Please...”

“I’m sorry, Cole... I don’t think I can anymore.”

***

You eventually moved on with someone new a year later. And you were happier. You’d never thought that you’d see Cole again, but you did. You accidentally bumped into each other at the Met Gala and he saw that you were with somebody new. He stopped his track, debating if he should said hi, but he read your unwelcoming body language well. It was just too awkward for you.

Exchanging glances, you saw that knowing look in his eyes - like he knew you’re in a better state of mind. That you’re happier. And that’s all that needs to be known. He looked like he was taken aback for a brief second, laced with a mixture of sorrow and regrets, like he wasn’t expecting it but he also sort of knew. He snapped himself out of his thoughts, and went back to his old cheery self. You took that as a cue to walk away - away from the fond memories of him. What was once shared between you and him were evidently no longer there.

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I have a request where Cole has a Big Crush on an actress from another cast and they cross path on every event so they somehow start to fall BUT! they are already on a relationship with other people, so is sad and angst pls could youu? I love your writting by the way and pointless steal my sad heart

Hello! I finally have your request HERE. I am so sorry for taking this long to update. I have gotten sick for the past few months and it was a struggle to write due to my condition. I am so sorry :(

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Request 11: Reader x Cole

From Anonymous:  I have a request where Cole has a Big Crush on an actress from another cast and they cross path on every event so they somehow start to fall BUT! they are already on a relationship with other people, so is sad and angst pls could youu? I love your writting by the way and pointless steal my sad heart

You first met Cole at a photoshoot - he was the photographer, you were the featured artist for Seventeen magazine. Your first impression of him was he’s just another snobbish, although cute, A-Lister in LA that’s riding on his fame to get to where he was, given his cold exterior. He only said a short “Hi,” with a nod before he starts giving you directions for the shoot. 

As the shoot progressed, you were impressed by how good he really was at giving you directions. He eventually broke out of his cold exterior and started to show you his warm personally and charm that sort of swept you off your feet. 

“Wow” you told him, while looking at the computer screen as Cole scrutinized some of the photos during the shoot. “These are really good.”

“Well, I am just the photographer and you are a work of art,” he winked. That made you blush. That was probably when you started to have a little crush on him.

“I think we got it,” he announced happily to you and the rest of the crew. Everybody happily applauded as the shoot wrap.

“Thank you everybody!” Cole screamed. “And thank you, Y/N,” he warmly smiled at you, adding, “Do you want to grab a bite or something after this, Y/N? There’s a really good diner nearby.”

You didn’t think twice. “Sure. Meet you at the lobby in 15?”

***

It didn’t take long for the two to bond since you both shared a few common interests like Sam Cooke and photography, also a profound love towards New York City. You both eventually became good friends since the you happen to share the same circle of friends with him - Camila his co-star from Riverdale is your best friend. And Duan, Cole’s friend, was your neighbour when you were little.

It was like fate that you both ended up filming in Vancouver - he’s doing Riverdale, and you were just starting to film your role for Chilling Adventures of Sabrina. 

When Cole heard that you just arrived in Vacouver to film, he quickly invited you to dinner, “To catch up,” he said. You didn’t think twice to say yes and felt extremely nervous to see him again after 6 months of not meeting each other.

You smiled when you spotted Cole already waiting for you at the table. His face instantly brightened with a huge smile when he saw you at the door, waving happily in his seat. He immediately threw a huge warm hug, which oddly made your bones shiver upon his embrace. He smelled so nice and so familiar. You exhaled in relief that you’re finally seeing him again after so long.

“You’re here!” he happily said. And like a true gentleman, he pulled out the chair for you and you said your thanks. 

“I have so many things to tell you I just don’t know to begin, Y/N,” he told you.

“Oh, really?” you chuckled. “What’s so important that you couldn’t just call or text me?”

“Lili,” he smiled brightly. “Things are working out perfectly with her.”

You looked at him with furrowed brow. Lili was something he had never brought up. “Lili?”

“I finally mustered the courage to ask her out! And it all went well. She...”

All of the words that were spilling out from his mouth began to swim around in your head. You were no longer listening. You felt confused. You were pretty sure he’d never mentioned anything about liking Lili or anything before, although you knew they were gossips floating around about them. But then again, it’s Hollywood gossip. Everyone is dating everyone.

“Y/N... Hello?” Cole snapped his fingers, snapping you out of your thoughts.

“Right, Lili,” you cleared your throat. Your heart was strangely aching and you were just so confused still. “So, the rumours were true.”

“She’s perfect and I wanted to tell you myself. In person because you’re my good friend and I can really trust you,” he said again. You didn’t know what’s worse: the fact that Cole’s madly in love with someone else or the fact that you’ve been clearly friendzoned. All these while Cole was sending you mixed signals which made you think that he was into you when in actual fact, he was not into you at all.

You stomach began to churn and you felt extremely silly for having some wishful thinking before.

“I’m happy for you,” you solemnly said as you stare at your plate. 

“Are you okay, Y/N?” Cole asked when he noticed your change of mood.

“Yeah,” you nodded. “Just a little jet-lagged,” you lied, adding, “Tell me more about her.”

You endured an hour of heartache, listening to Cole saying nice things about his girlfriend, secretly wishing that the floor would just open up and swallow you so you could just disappear from him.

***

You tried your best not to make things awkward between you and Cole by supporting his relationship with Lili. It just made you so happy to see him happy, even when it means that you’d have to forget about your feelings towards him. Things did however change between you and Cole as you weren’t as close with him as before. He started to text you lesser, never return your calls and eventually you gave up. Maybe he has Lili and having you as a friend would be weird for their relationship, maybe?

You eventually started dating someone else a few months later. His name was Van McCann and he's the lead singer of a band called Catfish and The Bottlemen. The two of you met during his gig and things just sailed from there on. He asked you out and you said yes and now you’re madly in love with him. You kept him as a secret that only Camila knew and you made her promise not to tell anyone since you wanted to avoid any media controversy of some sort.

When Camila heard that Van would be in town for a gig, it didn’t take long for her to arrange a double date with her and Charles. You were reluctant at first, but Camila was dying to meet Van, so you agreed.

“I hope you don’t mind I invited Cole and Lili,” Camila told you when you were walking into the restaurant.

“You what?”

“Who’s Cole and Lili,” Van asked as he squeezed your hand in his palm.

“Just my cast members. They are friends with Y/N too. I hope that’s okay with you, Van,” Camila said with furrowed brows. 

“Oh,” Van playfully bit his lower lip, concealing a grin. “The more the merrier.”

“You said just us four!” you whispered to Camila to which she gladly ignored by giving you the what-is-the-big-deal look.

You were nervous about this triple date thing because this would be the first time you see Cole again after so long. You just knew it’d be awkward for you. But you reminded yourself that you have Van now.

You introduced Cole and Lili to Van and you noticed the look on Cole’s face. Like he was not pleased to meet Van. He was eyeing at you and then at Van and you were thinking, what’s his deal?

At dinner, Cole eyed you with furrowed brows from across the table when he saw Van’s arm wrapped around your shoulders.

“So, Van, are you gonna guest list us all for your gig tomorrow night?” Charles chuckled. “It’d be cool to see your band play.”

“Oh, so you’re in a band?” Cole asked, unimpressed. He was getting on your nerves because you felt like he was judging your boyfriend.

“Yes, mate,” Van said with his accent. “Any friends of Y/N are friends of mine,” he told Charles.

“Sweet!”

“How did you guys know each other?” Cole asked again, like he was an investigator.

“Spotted her beautiful face from the stage in a sea of crowd,” Van proudly told him. You swear you saw Cole rolled his eyes. Seriously, what’s wrong with him?

“Aww, that’s so sweet,” Lili said.

You gave Cole a cold stare since he was being so rude to your boyfriend and he caught your eyes. He looked like he’s in a really bad mood. You the shifted you gaze towards your handsome boyfriend and just when Van caught your eyes, he quickly leaned in to kiss your head, and held you close.

***

You were surprised when Cole eventually came to see Van play at the gig. You didn’t think that he would come after being so cold towards your boyfriend. You were watching your boyfriend on the stage when you suddenly felt your arm being jolted away from where you were standing. It was Cole and he caught you by surprise. He was pulling you away from the crowd and you were so surprised that you couldn’t even form a proper sentence as your feet followed him.

“What is your problem?” you shouted through the loud music when you were finally at the side, away from the crowd. 

“Him? Do you seriously want to be with him? A band member? How typical,” Cole sniggered.

“Excuse me? Don’t be rude!”

“I don’t trust him.”

“Well, I do.” 

Dissatisfied, Cole grabbed your arm again and pulled you outside at the corner of the venue where it’s more private as no one’s there. He was really getting on your nerves.

“Can you please stop grabbing me? What is your problem, really?” you told him off.

“Y/N, You can’t date him.”

“Look, Cole, I don’t know what your deal is, but please respect my boyfriend. Who are you to tell me who I should or shouldn’t be dating anyway?”

You could clearly see that your words hurt him. He looked at you with furrowed brows for a few seconds before the most unimaginable thing happened. He kissed you. He bloody grabbed your face and kissed you on the lips. You were shocked. Surprised. Confused. And livid.

You violently pushed him away. “What the hell is your problem?”

“I’m sorry,” he pleaded like he couldn’t believe he’s kissed you either.

“Don’t!” you told him off when he wanted to approach you, with tears forming at the edge of your eyes.

“Y/N, I’m sorry,” he tried to grab you by the arm again, but you quickly pushed him away.

“Don’t touch me! How could you do this to Lili?” you cried.

“Y/N... I... I’m sorry.”

You turned around and walked away and that’s when you heard him said it.

“I love you, Y/N.”

You instantly froze.

“I always have. I thought I didn’t but I really did. As the matter of fact, I had a huge crush on you since we first met and I really thought that you would like me back but I guess you didn’t because you kept on treating me as a friend and that you supported my decision to date Lili and...”

“What?” was the only thing that could come out of your mouth as you were sobbing.

“Please don’t cry,” he pleaded again. “I’m really sorry. Seeing you Van really hit me. I just feel like he’s stealing what’s mine and I-”

“I am not yours, Cole. I never was. You have Lili.”

“That’s the plot twist,” he bit his lip, adding, ”I know you’re not going to believe me, but, Lili and I, we are just friends. I made up the entire story about her because I wanted to test my theory and see how you’d react if I told you I’m dating someone else and she knew about it.”

“You did what?” you said in disbelief. “How could you lie to me, Cole?”

“Maybe because I was afraid to tell you that I’m in love with you. I was afraid that you might not feel the same. And I was right-”

“And why now? Why are you telling me this now when I’m happy with someone else?”

“Because I don’t want to lose you forever. I’m so sorry, Y/N.”

“I can’t believe you, Cole. You could’ve just tell me the truth. Because...-”

“Because what, Y/N? Is it because you were in love with me too?” Cole hopefully asked. “God, I’d hate myself if you’re telling me that you liked me too...”

You could only nod. You inhaled, and exhaled. “But, things are different now. I have Van.”

“Do you love him?”

You nodded, but deep down you just knew that it was Cole all along that had a hold of your heart. But you have Van now. And it wouldn’t be right to leave him because of Cole. That would be unfair to him since he’s been treating you so well.

Cole looked defeated and it was breaking your heart to see the look on his face.

“I’m sorry Cole, but, maybe, we should stop being friends.”

“Y/N, please. I’m so sorry. I can’t lose you. I’ll take back what I said. Please, just don’t end this. Don’t end us. Please...”

“I’m sorry, Cole. I can’t. It’s not fair for Van. I have him now. And he’s good for me.”

I am so sorry Cole, but I don’t think I am strong enough to resist you if we remain friends knowing how you feel about me...

“Tell me this is what you really wanted and I promise that I wont bother you ever again.”

You swallowed the huge lump in your throat. “I want us to stop being friends because I have Van now. And I don’t want to disrespect him because I love him.” You were angry at yourself for being impulsive and for saying something that you’ll definitely regret later.

“Okay,” Cole exhaled as a tear fell from his eye. “I respect your decision and I’m sorry. Just know that it was you all along who had a hold of my heart. NAd it’s unfortunate that we turned out this way,” he added, before finally walking away.

You wanted to call out his name, but you resisted. You must let him go, you thought to yourself. And in that moment, you broke down in tears - knowing what could’ve been if you knew sooner. 

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Hey can you do a jughead imagine where you're a blossom and jughead cheats with betty and you make their life hell for a little bit and you're meaner than cheryl and she's really surprised by that cuz u r a sweetheart and in the end you and jughead get together again? Please? Thank u!!

Hi! Your request is up HERE

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Request 10 (My first Riverdale imagine, what?)

From anonymous: Hi! Could you make a request where y/n is older sister by a few years and jugheaf likes and conquest her? Gracias!

From omgitskwistelsblog: Hey can you do a jughead imagine where you're a blossom and jughead cheats with betty and you make their life hell for a little bit and you're meaner than cheryl and she's really surprised by that cuz u r a sweetheart and in the end you and jughead get together again? Please? Thank u!!

I just thought I’d combine these two requests to make it more interesting since they are more or less the same? I do however need to apologize in advance if that I sorta changed the plot a bit and if I don’t translate your requests the way you hoped it’ll be translated. Let’s take it way back to season 1 shall we? Because I just love a lil throwback. I hope this will work. And I know this will sound nothing Riverdale because of the importance of Bughead, but hey, this is called a fiction for a reason, right?

You were at Jason’s memorial with the rest of your family as Cheryl stood in front of everyone, listening to her speak about Jason. Your aunt Penelope was trying to stop Cheryl,yet again, but you quickly reminded her that she’s just going to make things worst for everyone and for herself.

“Even though we were twins, I used to demand I have my own birthday party,” Cheryl muttered, adding, “Until one year, out of the blue, Jason convinced me we had to combine them into one. It wasn’t until years later that I found out why. It was because no one wanted to come to mine. And JAson didn’t want me to know...”

Hearing Cheryl’s words made you all teary. Your boyfriend Jughead, squeezed your hand tightly in his, as he was sitting next to you. “Are you okay?” he whispered. He knew you were very close to both, Cheryl and Jason. And Jason’s death was affecting you as much as it was affecting Cheryl. You knew about Jason’s plans to run away with Polly, as you were Polly’s best friend after all.It was a secret you swear to both Jason and Polly that you’d never tell. The fact that Polly was pregnant with Jason’s kid. No one knew about it. Not even Cheryl. Or your boyfriend, Jughead. When Jason proposed to Polly, you were the first person Polly told. You could only cry for the fact that Polly would never get to see Jason ever again. You just wished that Polly would be safe, wherever she was. 

“I’m so sorry Jay-Jay. We failed you. All of us,” Cheryl sobbed. You immediately got up from your chair to hug your grieving cousin. 

You stayed by Cheryl’s side throughout supper, to protect her from your aunt Penelope. And that’s when you realized that Jughead was nowhere to be seen. You searched the entire house for him, but, not even Archie nor Veronica has seen him. You the realized that Betty was gone too. That could only mean one thing.

You quickly ran to get to Jason’s room and heard Nana Rose telling Betty about the ring Jason gave to Polly.

“Nana Rose!” you interrupted. 

"Did you know that Polly and Jason’s engaged?” Jughead whispered, pulling you to the side. You shrugged. “You knew, didn’t you. Why didn’t you tell me, Y/N?”

“It’s not my secret to tell, Jug.”

“Wait,” Betty turned to face you. “You knew all these while that my sister is engaged with Jason and you didn’t say a thing to me?”

“Like I said, it’s not my secret to tell.’

“I can’t believe it, Y/N! You knew I am seeking answers about my sister, my family. Do you know where Polly is?”

“No.”

“Tell me the truth!” 

“No! I don’t know where she is, okay? Maybe you should ask your dad! He’s the one who keeps wanting to send her away!”

“So Polly did tell you something? Come on, Y/N. You’re her best friend. You must know something.”

“Like I said, ask your dad, Betty.”

.......

“Hey, Archie, have you seen Jughead? It sure feels like I keep on losing him lately,” you sighed. 

“You mean you didn’t know about Betty and Jughead’s stealth operation?” Kevin asked.

“Kev!” Archie stopped him.

“What stealth operation?” 

Kev looked at Archie for validation, but Archie shook his head like he was reminding Kevin to stay quiet. 

“Come on, Archie, tell me. Is it about Polly? I need to know. She’s my best friend, remember?”

“I mean, she deserves to know too, Archie,” Kevin agreed.

“Okay, okay. But, you must promise me that you’d never tell anyone, especially Cheryl, okay?”

“I promise.”

“Betty and Jughead figured out where Polly is and they are trying to rescue her.” Hearing your boyfriend’s name in the same sentence as Betty’s name made your heart ache a little. You sort of realized that he was spending so much time with her lately.

.......

You were at Pop’s, all by yourself when you saw your boyfriend walked in. 

“There you are,” he smiled. “You have no idea what I’ve discovered today.”

“I can’t have any idea if you keep on hiding things from me now, can I?”

“Wait. What? Are you mad at me or something, Y/N?” Jughead chuckled.

You gave him a side eye.

“Hey, what’s wrong,” he placed his arm around you.

“Why didn’t you tell me that you knew where Polly was?”

“I wanted too, but Betty wants to-”

“And why are you spending so much time with Betty lately? Do you like her or something?”

‘Wait, what? Y/N, you can’t be jealous of me and Betty. You know me and her have been friends for ages.”

“I kinda knew that you always had a crush on her. Polly told me,” you sulked.

“Hey,” Jughead pulled you in closer so you could lean your head against his frame as he comforted you in his embrace. “I love you, okay? I am just helping a friend out and I am sorry if you feel left out. You know how invested I can be when it comes to solving mysteries.”

“Promise?” you glanced at him.

“Promise,” he smiled as he kissed your lips.

......

Jughead hadn’t realized that you were discretely following him from behind.You just knew that something was up with him. He felt distant. Like all he could ever think about was Betty. When you saw him climbed up a ladder to get to Betty’s bedroom, your heart began to race. You began to imagine all the worst possible scenarios in your head. When you saw that there was no car in front of the house, you felt relieved. You quickly made your way to the front porch of Polly’s house and searched for the keys she had always kept hidden under a rock in the lawn. You let yourself in and you walked straight up to Betty’s room.

Your body instantly froze when you saw Jughead and Betty kissed. You were right. Something was definitely going on between them. You just couldn’t believe that Jughead would do this to you. You were right. You were absolutely right.

“Jughead? Betty?” you croaked out, holding back the tears in your eyes, swallowing the huge lump in your throat.

“Y/N? What are you-” You walked away before Jughead could finish.

“Y/N. Y/N, wait.”

Jughead was quick on his feet, therefore he managed to get to you before you could even exit the house.

“I can explain.”

“Okay. Explain,” you sobbed. “How could you, Jug? I trusted you.”

“I-”

“And with Betty? Really? I feel so stupid. You two have been lying to me the whole time. I just knew it!”

“Y/N... I-”

“You know what, Jughead? You two can go to hell. I hope you two are happy,” you cried, slamming the door behind you.

......

It’s been weeks since you last saw Jughead. You made some lousy excuses to skip school and you’ve blocked all of Jughead’s attempt to reach you. 

“Okay. You are pathetic.” Cheryl moaned when she saw you still in bed at at 2PM.

“Urgh! Go away cousin!”

“Wake up. Because you are going to love what I’m going to tell you.”

“What?”

“Both of our archnemesi, Betty Cooper and Veronica Lodge, will be at a little shindig at chowderhead Archie’s house.”

“I don’t have a problem with Veronica,” you told Cheryl.

“She’s best friend’s with Betty Cooper. You need to have a problem with her, cousin Y/N!”

You blinked when you saw the smirk on Cheryl’s face. You knew your cousin had some plans of sabotage up her sleeves and you want nothing more than a proper revenge on Betty Cooper for stealing your boyfriend.

“Wanna team up for a little destruction, Y/N?” 

......

The look on Jughead’s face when he saw you walked into Archie’s place was priceless. 

“Did you really think that you could have a party without inviting moi?” Cheryl said after making a grand entrance at Archie’s house. You were eyeing Jughead when you realized how upset he looked. You knew it was his birthday and the last thing Jughead would ever want is a birthday party.

“Archie, where do you want the kegs?” Moose asked.

“Screw it. One in the kitchen, one in the backyard.” 

You saw how disappointed Jughead looked and you felt really sorry for him. He left the room filled with people he’d usually avoid in school, leaving Betty and her friends there to watch the entire school wreck havoc in Archie’s living room.

You walked up to Betty with a smug. “Did you really think Jughead would appreciate a birthday party?”

“Y/N, not now. I didn’t invite you and your gangs here, okay?”

“What about his dad?” you muttered.

“What?” Betty asked, tilting her head confused.

“i invited his dad here,” you admitted. “You should know that it would mean the world to him if his dad remembers his birthday.” You nearly sob when you told Betty that intimate information. It was something that Jughead never told you but you knew because you witnessed how dejected he was, countless of times, wishing that his father would always be there for him.

“Y/N... I...”

“That’s a vital information, Betty. I am surprised you missed it.”

“Y/N, look. About Jughead and I. I am truly sorry for what we did. I guess... we just fell in love. Or has always been in love...”

“Do you really love him Betty?”

“I do, Y/N... Very much.”

“Then maybe you should go and look for him then.”

“Y/N...”

“I should grab a drink,” you told Betty, avoiding further conversation with her. You were suddenly reminded of the heartbreak that you were going through. You still love Jughead, that’s for sure. But he doesn’t love you back. He has Betty now.

A tear fell from your eye when you headed to the kitchen. Chuck saw you and followed you from behind.

“Still thinking about trailer boy, huh?” he chuckled.

“Go away, Chuck.”

“Come on,” he breathed near your neck, making your skin crawl. “Let’s forget about trailer boy and have fun a little.”

“Stay back!” you warned him.

“Or what? Come on, Y/N. You don’t have to act so pure, okay? You’re a Blossom, and we all know how dirty a Blossom can be,” he laughed. 

‘Stop!” you cried when he started to run his hand up your thigh.

“Oh, come on, Y/N. I know you’ve been lonely lately.”

“Well screw you!”

“Yeah? Well, look at you. All alone and pathetic. Not even Jughead wants to be with you. I gotta say, the boy has good taste to court Betty. I bet he is tired of screwing a grade C Blossom over and over again, huh?” Chuck smirked. You felt disgusted and started crying. Jughead would have defended you in a heartbeat if he was still boyfriend. But Chuck’s right. You’re alone now. You’ve lost your best friend Polly and now, Jughead.

You stepped out of Archie’s house and sat on the stairs. You buried you head in your palms when you heard someone called your name.

“Y/N?”

You looked up and saw Jughead’s dad standing in front of you, carrying a huge box of present in his hand.

“Are you okay?” he asked.

“Yeah, I’m okay,” you wiped away your tears. “Jug’s inside, hiding if you can’t already tell...”

“I figured. Don’t think my boy had this many friends,” he chuckled, before adding, “Y/N, I should thank you for calling me today. I really appreciate it.”

“He’d love to see you here, Mr Jones,” you smile.

“Are you sure you’re okay, Y/N?”

You only nodded.

“Look, I don’t know what my boy did to you and if he ever hurt you, let me know.”

“Jughead... he’s... He is the sweetest Mr Jones,” you told him. “And he has Betty now. He is in good hands.” You admitted.

“Don’t be too humble, Y/N. I know you were always there for my son when I couldn’t even bare the responsibility of a father,’ he gave you a forlorn stare.

His words made you cry even more.

“I’m sorry, Mr Jones. I got to go,” you sobbed as you walked away from Archie’s house.

.......

You heard the bell at Pop’s chime while you were sitting at the back booth. You were about to order another Cherry Cola for yourself when Jughead suddenly appears in front of you, with a glass of cherry coke and chocolate milkshake in his hands. Your eyes immediately saw the cut and bruises on his face, like he’s been assaulted.

“What happened?” you asked him.

“Can I sit here?”

You nodded and Jughead slowly slid into the empty space next to you. You and Jughead sat silently and awkwardly for a few seconds. He then cleared his throat.

“So, my dad came. Thank you, Y/N. I really appreciate what you did.”

“Partied too hard?” you chuckled, pointing at the cut on his face. The corner of his lips were bruised and you were certain that someone at the party had beaten the shit out of Jughead.

“Chuck,” Jughead chuckled.

“What?”

“I heard what he said to you,” he admitted. “I’ve never lunged at anyone that fast my entire life.”

“Jughead...” you touched his face. He flinched a little indicating that he’s still hurting from the fight. “Sorry.”

“No, Y/N, I’m sorry. For everything,” he exhaled, grabbing your hand and placed it tightly in his. “I screwed up, didn’t I?”

“Jug. I get it. Feelings change. People change. You’re lucky to have Betty. She’s perfect for you and it’s not nice if she sees us like this,” you pulled away from him. 

“Why are you so selfless, Y/N? Even after what Betty and I did to you, you’d still want to put her feelings first before yours... You’re... You’re really special.”

“Because I know how a heartbreak feels like.”

“Y/N... I’m sorry.”

“Jug....”

“I ended things with Betty.”

“What? Why? She loves you very much, Jug. I know she can be easily misunderstood, but trust me Jug, I’ve know Betty since she was born. She’s good for you. Don’t ruin that.”

“Betty doesn’t love me. I am just her second choice after Archie,” Jughead shook his head. 

“You know that’s not true.”

“Really? And you know that’s not true?”

“Yes.”

“How so?”

“Because she told me how much she loves you. You know she’s good for you.”

“And what makes you think you’re not good for me?”

“You chose her over me, remember? And I guess I carry the Blossom curse. No one will understand a Blossom. Also...”

Jughead placed his lips against yours before you could even finish mumbling. You instantly froze, not really knowing what to do in that situation. Part of you wants him back. But another part of you resisted.

“Jughead, stop. Please.”

He was taken aback by your reaction. 

“I can’t do this, Jug. Not to Betty. I am sorry,” you told him. “You just broke up with her a few moments ago and here you are with me? Are you serious Jughead?”

“Y/N... I’m... I’m sorry.”

“I know... Me too. But until you figure out how you really feel, I think we should stop seeing each other.”

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Guys. I NEED YOUR OPINION. Should I continue with Pointless? I kinda feel like y’all starting to get bored with it (or this page) or something. I need honest feedbacks. You can slip a DM. I wont mind, really.

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Already missing your writing!!

I am so sorry for being so bad at this. 

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Request 9 (Trigger Warning)

From Anonymous: I write this with a heavy heart. You can ignore this request if you think it'll be triggering. Could you write a story from a sexual assault victim's POV? Cole being there to help her get through it? Thank you and sorry :/

Warning: This story will touch on the topic of sexual assault,rape. It may be triggering to some readers. 

Your body turned to stone when you saw Cole sitting on the couch in your living room. He said he’s not gonna be back till next week. No. He can’t be home yet. Not after what just happened.

“Hello there,” he sweetly smiles, bitting the bottom corner of his lip as he lean in for a hug. Your body remains rigid, even in his warm presence.

“Hey,” you try to smile in his embrace, but the memories of what happened during dinner just keeps on replaying in your head. You are not ready to see Cole. You are not ready to see anyone. All you want to do is clean yourself up in the shower. Because you feel dirty. Filty. Like thrash. “You’re... you’re home.”

“Yes, I am.”

“You’re not supposed to be home till next week...”

“Are you not happy to see me, Y/N?” 

Wrong question, Cole. Ask me the right question, please.

“Of course I am. Don’t be silly,” you force another smile up your face as you released yourself from him. You just know that Cole is not buying it as he scrutinizes your every movement. “I am just surprised to see you. That’s all.”

“Hmm? So, how was the party?”

I wish you were there so that tonight wouldn’t happen.

“It’s alright, I guess.”

“Okay, seriously, Y/N, what is wrong with you? You barely made eye contact with me since you walked in. Did something happen when I’m gone?”

Ding. Ding. Ding. He asked the right question. Your boyfriend finally asked the right question. Now it’s up to you to tell him the truth.

But you choked up before you could even utter any words. You started to uncontrollably sob. The physical and emotional pain from dinner just washed over you like a giant wave. Your body started to shiver.

“Hey, Y/N... Shhh,” Cole holds you tight like a little child. You start to imagine life with Cole after you told him the truth. It would be far too painful for you and him. Things would never be the same ever again. This is all your fault. Had you not been to the party all these terrible things would not happen.

“No one will believe you. Cole will not believe you,” Jamie said. “I will kill you if you tell Cole.”

How do you tell him? How do you tell him of what his friend just did to you?

“Something terrible happened, Cole,” you sobbed even harder, making it so difficult for you to speak.

Like he understands how hard it was for you, Cole quickly grab his phone and places it on the table. “I think it’ll be easier for you to type what you want to tell. I’ll wait. Even if it takes forever.”

You look at his phone. And then at his face. He’s waiting. Watching, and looking more and more concerned with every second that passes. Your hands are shaking as you reached out for his phone. 

Your finger works its way to the notes app. Your fingers want to break as you typed the letters. R.A.P.E.D.

You shakily look at the word you’ve typed in before carefully placing Cole’s phone back on the table. Cole then grabs his phone from the table and all you could do is sit there in front of him, staring at your lap, your hands trembling.

He has the word. He has it - your secret, your pain, your truth. You can’t ever take it back now. You close your eyes, waiting for him to say something. You then forced your eyes to open and there you are, looking at him looking at you. You can’t read his face this time.

“You - did you - I mean - are you okay?” His eyes dart all over you, like he is scanning for injuries. “Y/N, I’ll take you to the doctors. Come on. We can go right now.”

“No, no. I-”

“What do you mean no? Y/N, who did this to you?” he starts.

You feel the tears working their way up from the it of your stomach again. 

“I can’t tell you that,” you said automatically.

“Why?”

You look down at your feet.

“Why, Y/N, why?” he repeats.

“Because - “ He will kill me if I do.

“Do I know him? Is that why?”

“Cole. I can’t -”

“Do I know him, Y/N?”

Your brain fights against your body. You tell it to remain still, to not give anything away, but it wont listen. You nod. And your tears roll down, falling faster than you can wipe it away.

“You can tell me,” he begged.

“You won’t believe me,” you sob.

“Yes, I will,” he says softly. “I promise, Y/N.”

“I can’t. I just can’t.”

“Who is it? Just say the name, please, Y/N. Just tell me.” Cole grips onto your arm tightly and your chest just couldn’t contain the pressure building in you any longer. “What’s his na-?”

“Jamie!” you screamed it. Finally. “It was your friend, Jamie! Jamie!”

“Jamie?” Cole lets go of you. “Jamie,” he says again. You don’t know if the disdain in his voice is because he thinks you are lying or because he believes you. You open your mouth to ask, but he mutters something indecipherable. And then, “Fucking son of a bitch!” Cole shakes his head back and forth.

“You believe me don’t you?” you ask, desperately needing your boyfriend to be on your side. 

He jerks his head up and says, “I am going to fucking kill Jamie. I am going to kill him!”

God, you almost wish that he didn’t just say that. He’s now pacing back and forth, like he’s thinking about many things at once. “I don’t understand. Why? Why? Fuck! Fuck! Fuck!”

“Do you believe me, Cole?” you ask again.

“Y/N, of course I believe you. I just...” He inhales and exhales, trying to calm himself down. He pinches the bridge of his nose as his eyes fills with water. He looks at you like he sees you, like he finally gets it. You then watch his body melts down to the floor and then you start to understand something. What Jamie did, isn’t all about you. That thing he did, it touches everyone. 

You cocoon your body on the floor against Cole’s as you close your eyes. “I’m so scared,” you cried. “And it hurts. It hurts so much. I just don’t know what to do.”

“Don’t be scared, baby. I am right here with you. I won’t let you go through this alone, I promise,” he sob, before adding, “I’ll bring you to see a doctor first, And then we’ll talk to the police. I know it’ll be hard, but, it’s important that we do this.”

And suddenly the reality of it all comes crashing down like a storm. You reckon that all of your doubts show on your face as Cole says, “They’ll believe you. Don’t worry.”

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Im really up to pointless part 4!!

Here’s PART 4 for you :)