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[turnupbrock]

Noise Complaint- Colby Brock

This is a request from one of my amazing readers on here. "Can you do one where the reader is Sam or Jakes neighbor and they are trying to sleep or edit so they go over and to tell them to quiet down and they meet Colby or something like that please. And anonymously please"

 Tired was an understatement. You were exhausted. After a long day, you were just finally coming home at 1:30 in the morning. Which was insanely annoying because you knew that you were going to wake up late the next morning. It was a stressful day, you woke up late for your hair appointment which in turn, made you late for your nail appointment, then of course you were late to your photoshoot which was supposed to be at 12 in the afternoon, but instead you made it there at 12:45 due to traffic. Plus you had to film a couple of videos with your friends plus your own video, then they wanted to go shopping which lead to hours of spending money, and then finally you all made it back to their shared house, where you lost track of time, hints why you came home so late. It wore you out.

You didn’t even care that you left all the bags full of your new clothes and jewelry laying on the floor of your living room. All you wanted to was go change out of your uncomfortable clothes, wash all the makeup off your face, and go to sleep. You were asleep on your feet- dead on your feet? Whatever the saying was. You sighed in satisfaction as you patted dry your freshly cleaned face. Looking up in the mirror you saw you now clean face accompanied with your puffy eyes, eyelids hanging low. Walking into your room you took satisfaction with the dark and coolness of the space. Slipping on an oversized shirt and some pajama shorts, you finally crawled into bed.

There were no dreams playing in your head, just blackness, pure peace. That was until loud music invaded your peaceful sleep. You groaned and turned over in bed, you threw your leg over the large space, looking for a cold spot. Once you found one you smiled softly and snuggled your face into your pillow. The music continued to play loudly through the walls making you groan and lift your head to look at the wall. You knew your neighbor, it was Sam with his girlfriend Katrina. She didn’t live with him but she was over a lot. You met them a couple of days after they moved in last year. You guys weren’t close but you were friends. With being neighbors and being friends you came up with a knocking code. Two is to say that you’re being too loud, three is that one of you needs something, and four is just to say hi. Raising your wrist you knocked on the wall twice. After a minute of not getting a response, you knocked again but this time a little louder. Again no response.The music still blasted, keeping you awake. “Fuck” you groaned while getting out of bed.

You bother to fix your messy bun, you just slipped on your vans that were laying on the floor next to your bed. Wrapping your arms around your body, you walked out of your apartment and straight to the door next to yours. Lifting your hand you finally banged loud on the door, not caring if you sound like an ass. You were tired and they were keeping you up. You kept in mind that it was a friday and that it was the weekend, time to party. Finally the door swung open to reveal a tall man with platinum hair and red solo cup in his hand. He offered you a soft smile before smirking, “Saaam you’re in trouuuble” he yelled into the full apartment. You smiled and shook your head at the boy who just shot you a wink and walked away. Sam approached the door but before he could get a word out, Katrina barreled towards you, almost knocking you over. “Oh my god,” Kat gasped in your ear. “I missed you girl.” Releasing her from the hug you reply, “Missed you too babes”

Sam chuckled and pull Kat to his side, “So what’s up?” he asked, his eyebrows drawing in together. You sigh, “ I’m really sorry Sam, you know I love a good party and I bet that this is an amazing kickback and I hate to interrupt-” Sam cut of your rambles with a cute chuckle and shake of his head, “Yes Y/n, I’ll turn down the music” You let out a breathy laugh and shook your head. “Sorry and thank you.” “Of course.” You turned to leave but Sam stopped you, “Wait I have some new merch that will be released in the next few days but as you know, me and a couple of my friends are starting to move tomorrow so let me give you some pieces now.” he explained. “Oh, okay. Great. Thank you sam.” “No problem dude, come in.” Sam stepped back, letting you in. You stepped in and you became very aware of the fact that you were in pajamas and the large shirt made it look like you had no pants on. Katrina saw the hesitation on your face so she slipped her arm around your waist and started to lead you into the living room where all of their friends were in. “It’s okay girl, you look fine.” she reassured you. You slightly nodded your head and gave her a smile.

“Guys this is Y/n, Sam’s neighbor.” she announced to the group. “Y/n that is Corey, Jake, Reggie, Ariya, Kevin, Griffin, Mike,” she pointed to each person as she said their names. “That is Tara, Devyn, Xepher, and Cassie. Tara is Jake’s girlfriend, Cassie is Reggie’s, and Xepher is with Griffin.” “Who used to be my girlfriend,” the one named Mike pointed out. You folded your lips in your mouth, “Welcome to the family meeting” Kevin said, smiling a brilliant smile. You smiled back, “It’s nice to meet you all.” They all seemed nice and you loved their style, it was just like yours. But one guy caught your eye more than the rest, the one with the striking blue eyes and blue hair to match. You eyed if for a moment before looking away because you didn’t want to get caught staring like some creep. Just then Sam came out of his bedroom holding a black hoodie that said xplr written on the strings that tighten the hoodie, a light pink hoodie that said never normal on it, a black shirt that also said never normal, and a white shirt that said I think she wants to be me on it. “Here you go,” he said when handing them off to you. You loved them and how soft they were. “ Thank you so much Sam but you didn’t have to do this,” you said taking them from his hands and laying them in your arms.

Sam wove his hand in the air, “No problem really, I just want some of your merch when it comes out,” he said, winking at you. You giggled and nodded your head, “Sure thing.” You turned back to the group and gave them one last smile and wave before making your way to the door again. “Goodnight guys, thanks again.” “Goodnight Y/n.” Sam said giving a soft smile before closing the door just to open it a second later, “I promise to keep it down mom,” “oh fuck you!” You laughed before walking into your apartment. You could hear their mixed laughter, making you laugh to yourself before closing your door. You walked back into your room and laid down, your mind still having the blue haired boy in your mind, you didn’t hear his name when Kat said it but you swore it started with a C or something around there. You smiled to yourself when you heard the music turn down. Laying back on the bed, you fell right back asleep.

“So who was that?” Mike asked Sam once him and Kat sat back down on the couch. “Oh that’s our neighbor. She does Youtube just like us, met her a couple of days after moving in here. She’s super nice.” “And pretty.” Kat chimed in. The girls nodded in agreement, “Yeah she was gorgeous.” Tara said. “How come she never came over for pizza night? You’ve known her for what? Almost a year at this point?” Reggie questioned. Sam shook his head and reached for his red solo cup, “I have in the past but she said that she didn’t want to intrude on a friend thing. I told her that she wasn’t but she insisted.” “That sucks, I would love to get to know her.” Devyn pouted, slumping into the couch. “Maybe I’ll convince her to come to the next one,” Kat suggested. Which everyone agreed to. Colby couldn’t stop thinking about how beautiful you were. Clean face, no makeup and you still were beautiful. You seemed nice. “Hello. Earth to Colbyyy,” Kevin said waving his hand in front of his face. He shook his head to try and clear his thoughts, “What- sorry. What’s up?” Kevin smirked, “Whatcha thinkin about?” Kevin teased his friend. His cheeks flushed and he felt them heat up, “ Nothing.” “Mmhm. So you weren’t thinking about the hot neighbor?” Ariya asked, tilting his head. Colby’s cheeks heat up more, “OOOO he’s blushing!!” Tara yelled pointing her finger at Colby’s red face.

“Shut up,” he grumbled. Everyone shared a laugh before all conversations resumed and the night went on for another hour and a half before everyone left. Colby threw his keys on the counter before tiredly waddling into his room before crashing on his soft bed. The next morning he woke and reached over to try and grab his phone. But when his hand landed on his nightstand, his phone was nowhere to be found. He lifted his head and groaned when he couldn’t see his phone. Colby sat up and threw on a hoodie that he had lying on the foot of his bed before walking towards the apartment door. Looking at the clock on the over he saw that it was 11, he knew that Sam would be up. Once he reached Sam’s door, he raised his fist to knock, soon after Sam’s voice rang out, “IT’S OPEN!” Colby opened the door and walked in, “Hey brother, I left my phone here last night. Have you seen it?” he asked. When he looked up he saw Kat and you on the coach, “Oh yea, it’s on the table brother.” Sam called from his kitchen where he was packing his silverware. “ Thank you.” Sam hummed in response.

Colby walked into the living room where you and Kat were. “Hey, Y/n right?” Colby asked. You looked up from the tiktok that Katrina was showing you. “Yup. I’m sorry I missed your name last night.” you said your smile morphing into a slight frown. Colby internally melted from how cute you looked in that moment. “Colby,” he replied. You smiled wide at that, “I love that name.” you complimented. Colby smirked, “I would love to have your number.” Your eyes widened, “That was smooth as fuck. I’ll give you points.” You laughed. Katrina and Sam laughed at your remark, “Give me your phone,” Colby smiled and threw you his phone, you pressed your number into it then threw it back. Colby smiled at the name, you put your name in with a black heart at the end with a winky face. You stood up from the couch and yawned, “I’m going to take a nap but I’ll see you guys tonight?” You asked about fixing your pants and looked over at Sam. He nodded, “Yup.” Colby’s eye’s widened along with his smile, “You’re coming over tonight? To hang out with us?” You laughed at Colby’s dumbfounded expression and nodded, “Yeah, figured I’d give it a whirl.” You teased. Colby playfully rolled his eyes, “haha very funny. We’re very funny and nice.” You winked at him, “I’m sure you are. See you later neighbors.” Kat stood up and followed you to the door.

“I wanna take a nap with you!”

[ilguna]

Hey, just wanted to say YOURE AMAZING bye

THANK YOU ILY bye

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2 and 8

2. What are you obsessed with right now?

Mr. Cole Robert Brock

I'm uh,, in Love with him

But like actually I'm obsessed with photography and film I wanna learn everything I can I'm very passionate about them and hope to pursue a career in that!

8. What’s your favorite show to binge?

Criminal Minds or Bones, I really like crime shows and both shows have many seasons so it's always fun to rewatch!!

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give your heart a break // colby brock - chapter eight: (not really) the end

A/N: OH MY GOD I CAN’T BELIEVE IT’S THE END :(((( thank you to everyone that stuck around and read this story. the amount of love this got was crazy and unlike any other story i’ve written. i really appreciate all the comments and messages you guys sent to me. thank you all so much :) hope you don’t get too mad at the ending. maybe a sequel will happen??? you’ll have to see ;)

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trigger warning: awkwardness, cursing, cliff hanger

word count: 1290

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three months later

“Splash me one more fucking time Jake and I’m gonna break up with you!” Tara yelled, glaring at Jake as he splashed her again.

I giggled, rolling my eyes at them.

Kat smirked at me, leaning in and whispering in my ear. “They can’t break up. Who else is gonna know Jake’s SpongeBob references?”

I snorted. “Or hers?”

We both busted out laughing, Tara now turning her attention to us.

“What are you two laughing about? Are you making fun of me?” She pouted.

“Never, Tara. We love you!” I exclaimed.

“Lies!” Tara grabbed a super-soaker from the side of the pool, pointing it directly at us.

Kat and I gasped, jumping out of the pool and running into the house as Jake held Tara back from getting us.

I ran and hid in the kitchen, Katrina running upstairs, most likely to Sam’s room.

It was nice to finally celebrate the boys’ new house. It was a beautiful home, and the fact that Sam and Colby owned it was impressive to say the least.

“What are you doing in here?” Corey’s voice rang from behind me.

I spun around, startled. “Fuck! Corey, you scared the shit out of me.”

“Sorry!” He snickered. “What are you doing anyway?”

“I’m hiding from Tara. She was chasing me and Kat with a super-soaker. Kat ran upstairs.” I informed.

“And you’re hiding here? The first place she’ll probably look?” He questioned.

“This is my first time being in this house, Corey.” I deadpanned.

He replied. “Yeah, I know. We’ve been trying to have you come over for a while now.”

I muttered. “I know. I just needed some time away from…”

“Colby.” He answered.

I pursed my lips. “Yeah.”

“Well, I’m happy you’re here now. I gotta go out and get some food, I’ll be back later.” Corey grinned, waving as he walked away.

I smiled back. “Okay. See ya.”

I leaned against the counter, glancing around the kitchen. Suddenly, I could hear someone come in from outside. I ducked down, hiding from Tara.

Maybe I should jump out and scare her…?

I smirked, waiting until I heard footsteps near me. I jumped up, screaming.

Colby clutched his chest, jumping back with wide eyes.

Fuck. Me.

“Shit! Why’d you do that?” He gulped.

“Uhhh. I thought you were Tara. Sorry.” I stuttered.

Colby exhaled. “It’s okay. Just wasn’t expecting that.”

“Yeah, sorry again.” I uttered.

“How long ago did you get here?” He asked.

“Um, about an hour or two ago. I came with Kat.” I admitted.

He nodded his head. “Oh cool.”

An awkward silence fell between us for a moment. Colby gazed up at me.

“It’s nice to see you again.”

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Hours passed. The sun finally beginning to set as we all sat around the tiki bar outside, enjoying the fresh summer air.

Colby and I had fallen back into our old habits. We joked like we used to, making comments only the other one could hear. It was nice. It almost felt like old times.

But then there were moments he would look at me and it felt like I was back in his apartment, our bodies close to one another.

We hadn’t really talked in the three months since we broke up.

If I can even call it that…

It was mostly Kat, Tara, and Sam asking how I was doing and whatnot. It was better that Colby had kept his distance.

I needed time to get over him. And I think I pretty much was.

“Earth to Zoe. Hello?” Tara waved her hand in front of my face.

I shook my head, looking at her. “Sorry. I zoned out again.”

“Yeah, I noticed.” She chuckled. “You didn’t even hear what I asked.”

“No not at all.” I teased, smirking.

“I asked if you have any dates lined up yet.” She responded.

I revealed. “Actually… I kinda do.”

Out of the corner of my eye, I saw Colby glance over at us.

Kat chimed in, scooting closer to us. “Oh my God who?”

I giggled at their enthusiasm. “It’s just some guy I met on Tinder. His name is Jack. He’s really sweet and we’ve been talking for like two weeks now.”

“Is he cute?” Tara queried.

I rolled my eyes jokingly. “Of course.”

“What does he do?” Kat requested, sipping from her solo cup.

“He’s a DJ.” I mentioned.

“I thought your type was influencers.” Tara stated.

“Well, the last one didn’t end well so…” My voice trailed off.

Colby’s head turned away at my words.

“Shit. Sorry.” Tara mumbled.

“It’s okay.” I ran my fingers through my hair nervously. “Um, I’ll be right back. I’m gonna go get some water.”

I got up from my stool, slowly strolling into the house and away from everyone. When I got inside, I took a deep breath.

Why is every conversation about Colby so awkward?

Striding into the kitchen and grabbing another solo cup from the counter, I poured some water, taking a big gulp.

“Zoe?” Colby called, stepping into the kitchen.

I turned to him, placing my cup down. “Yeah?”

“Can we talk for a minute?” He inquired.

I sighed. “About?”

“You know what about.” Colby remarked.

“Sure, I guess.” I huffed.

He cleared his throat. “Um, I wanted to apologize for how things ended.”

“Okay.” I crossed my arms, already annoyed.

“We were together for almost a year and I-” He started.

I groaned. “We weren’t together.”

“What?” He puzzled.

“You made it abundantly clear that we weren’t a couple, Colby. Maybe we should just talk about this later.” I began to leave.

Colby lightly grabbed my arm. “No wait, Zoe. Listen to me.”

“I shouldn't have hurt you like that. I did a lot of terrible things during our relationship. The fact that I couldn't even call it one was one of the biggest problems.” He continued. “I shouldn’t have been so inconsiderate to you or your feelings. I did a lot of things to you that I regret. I really hope you know how truly sorry I am.”

“Alright. Anything else?” I commented.

“I shouldn't have relied on you to make me feel better again. I should have worked through my own problems before getting into any form of a relationship, friends-with-benefits or not. I shouldn't have laid out rules, it was stupid of me to do so.” He conceded.

I interrupted. “Why did you then?”

Colby explained. “Because I thought if I did that, if I set boundaries... we wouldn't fall for each other.”

“Well, that worked out well.” I hissed half-heartedly.

“I should have realized that the whole time I was trying to keep us apart, all it did was make me want you closer.” His eyes trailed over my face as he took a step towards me. “I shouldn't have lied to you, about any other girls or about being okay with you being with someone else. Or about my feelings for you. I thought that lying about how I felt would be better than admitting the truth.”

Heart frozen, I stammered. “W-what do you mean?”

He stared deeply into my eyes, my attention on nothing else but him.

“I love you, Zoe,” He confessed. “And I'm sorry I couldn't admit it when it mattered most.”

My breath caught in my throat. I was unable to speak, my mind moving a million miles a second.

“I hope one day you can forgive me, and we can go back to being friends again. Like we were.” He murmured.

"Colby?! Can you come out here for a second?" Sam hollered into the house.

Colby smiled lightly at me, glanced over me once and walked away.

The moment he stepped outside; I finally began to breathe again.

<< CHAPTER 7 || ...?

[lettersinscarlet]

Tequila (Colby Brock Imagine)

Hey guys! So it’s been a little while. Yes, I have been working on the series, and it’s getting closer. Some of the details are harder to work out than I thought, but it’s getting there! And because of the virus my school has been closed for two weeks, which means I now have more time to write and do things I enjoy. So I reblogged a prompt list earlier today if you want to send some stuff from that in so I can write those too when I need a break. Anyway, I hope everyone stays safe and healthy! Enjoy!

Song: Tequila by Dan + Shay

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Colby sat the counter, his head in his hands, his eyes closed. He didn’t want to look, but he did. His eyes opened and there it was: the bottle of tequila. The mere sight of it almost brought tears pouring down his face.

With any other alcohol, he was fine. Vodka, whiskey, beer, anything, he was fine. He could drink it and be fine. It was just tequila.

Every time he tasted it, he just remembered you.

When he first met you, there was this party. He saw you dancing wildly, and he couldn’t help but smile. You didn’t care what anybody else thought, you were just dancing. Soon, he gained the courage to walk up to you and ask what you were drinking. Tequila was your answer, so he went and got the both of you some. That night was probably what set him up for some of the best moments of his life.

You had started your relationship with him, and things were absolutely amazing. He brought out a wild side in you even more than what was already there. Your love for each other was so intense, so passionate, and he loved every second of it.

Like that time you guys were in Colorado. You had gone with Colby on some trip and so you were in a hotel in Colorado. He had bought a bottle of tequila for the two of you to share, and that night, you both got pretty drunk. And that’s when he suggested to go sky-diving the next day. Neither drink you nor drunk him had any issues with it, so he went along with it.

The next day, the both of you got ready and you were riding up on the airplane that you were pretty sure was a death trap, but that didn’t matter. You got to the jumping point and as terrified as you were, you grabbed Colby’s hand, and the two of you jumped together. It had felt like you were flying. The air was rushing past you, and for that moment, you just felt free. Colby remembered seeing you smile and he knew that it wasn’t something he was going to regret doing.

He could recall time after time after time that he swore he would never leave you. He was ready to be with you forever, if you would have him.

Now, staring at this full tequila bottle, he wished he could take back the fatal mistake he made. It was one fight, one drunken night, but it had ruined everything.

Everything else he did, he was fine. He could make out with strangers at parties. He could hear your songs playing on his radio, he could go to the same bars, meet the same people, see the same things. He was fine. But your memory was almost suffocating whenever he drank your alcohol.

It was one stupid mistake, and it sent your relationship crashing and burning. He missed you so bad, though. He wished he could take back what he did, because only being left with these memories of the past was slowly killing him.

He screwed off the top of the bottle. With a heavy sigh, he pressed it to his lips, and he drank some. And then he stopped. He couldn’t handle it, because it was like you were right there with him, but you weren’t.

He needed you back. He had to get you back. So he called.

“Hello?” you asked when you answered.

“(Y/N),” he whispered your name. You stilled at the sound of his voice, it brought back so much stuff from you.

“Colby,” you said, trying to push past that moment. “What’s up?”

“Please, take me back,” he begged. He didn’t care if he sounded desperate, he needed you that badly.

“Colby, we’ve been through this—“

“Just hear me out. Please, come over and talk with me,” he kept going.

“Col—“

“Please,” he cut you off, “just come over.”

You waited a moment, debating if you should do this. You knew how it would turn out if you went, and honestly, that’s what you wanted. You were feeling miserable without him, because you loved him. But what if you got hurt again? Was it really worth it? You sighed before you answered him.

“I’ll be over in twenty minutes,” you said, and you hung up.

You drove over, anxious to see him. If only he knew how much you wanted him, but you were scared. You just didn’t know.

The familiar walk to his apartment seemed a lot shorter than it used to be. Suddenly, you were in front of his door. Your heart was pounding and your hands were shaking, but it was alright. You took a deep breath before you knocked on his door. He opened it a few seconds later, relieved to see that you had, in fact, shown up. He opened the door wider and you walked in before he closed it back.

“(Y/N), you don’t know how bad I need you in my life,” he started. “This time without you had been miserable. I need you back with me again, please,” he confessed softly. You turned to look at him, anxiously playing with your hair.

“Colby, I need you, too, but what happens if you hurt me again? How can I even trust you after last time?” you asked. You had had this conversation with yourself a few times before, arguing if you should go back to him.

“I know, I screwed up. Badly. What I do was horrible, but I will spend every day for the rest of my life trying to make it up to you. I will do whatever it takes to prove to you that you can trust me again.”

You looked him in the eyes, and you saw how the blue sparkles in the lights from the room. You knew that he was being honest, and you knew that, given time, you could trust him again. And you needed him, too. He made your life a little bit more interesting. He would take you wherever you wanted to go and you would be so adventurous. And then he could be sweet and kind and caring, and you had missed all of that. You wanted that back.

You walked over to him and you hugged him, burying your face in his chest. He waited just a second, shocked, before he fiercely wrapped his arms around you. You held on for another moment before you moved and looked at him.

“Okay, let’s try this again,” you said. He gave you the biggest, brightest smile before he hugged you again, twirling you around a little. You laughed and he set you down again. He slowly leaned in for a kiss, and your eyes fluttered closed.

The instant your lips met, that feeling you had been missing was right there. The taste of his lips on yours that you had been craving cane right back, and it was there for you. You kissed him back, and you both broke away after a moment.

You glanced over and you saw the bottle sitting on his counter. You walked over and grabbed it before taking a generous sip of it. He laughed at you before he wrapped his arms around you from behind. He kissed your neck and rested his chin on your shoulder.

“I missed this,” he whispered to you.

“Me too,” you replied, closing your eyes and enjoying this moment with just the two of you.

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Adore you// Anxiety

Hello:) This is the first official part of my series, grab some popcorn something to drink and enjoy. 

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I’m not the social type, socializing gives me major anxiety and I’m not really good at it either. Growing up, Mike was always the better one when it came to people and this is Mike we’re talking about so imagine how bad I am at socializing.

Regardless, if me at least trying to make friends makes Mike happy? Then fuck it.

I wasn’t really sure what to wear, so I just decided on some black skinny jeans and one of Mike’s tidy merch shirt that is 2 times my size along with some black slip-on vans. I kept my makeup pretty easy, just some wing liner, some mascara, lipgloss, and some highlight. 

“Y/n! Are you ready?” Mike yells from down the hall probably grown inpatient that I was staling so I wouldn’t have to be there longer than I already have to be. 

“Almost!” I yell back falling into the bed with a sigh. Staring up at the ceiling my mind starts to wonder.

‘Do I really have to meet these people?’

‘Maybe if I keep most to myself no one will talk to me.’

‘Maybe I could convince Mike to let me leave early and to let me know when to pick him up.’

A loud knock at my bedroom door taking me out of my thoughts causing me to jump out of my bed.

“Come on y/n we’re already late,” Mike speaks softly from the other side of the door. I bit the inside of my lip before grabbing my phone and heading over to the door, coming face to face with my brother. 

“Let’s go.” I smile at him before going down the stairs with him behind me. 

“I think you’d like my friends Y/n,” Mike started off getting into the driver's side. 

“Yeah, but what if they don’t like me?” 

“They’ll like you, what is there not to love?” He says giving me an assuring smile before driving off towards where ever the destination was. 

The entire ride there my thoughts were clouded over, anxiety running through my veins as my thoughts ran wild. 

‘They’re not going to like me.’

‘They might actually hate me.’

Why did I care so much now? Is it because this is something Mike wants? Maybe deep down I am excited to meet these people?

“Y/n? Are you okay?” Mike places a hand on my shoulder causing me to come back to reality. I look over at him swallowing down the lump in my throat, the concern bout my anxiety covering his face.

“Yeah, I’m just nervous I guess.” I chuckle piecing myself together as he pulls into a parking spot of some apartment building. He parks the car before turning to me. 

“You’re going to be fine Y/n, trust me my friends are going to love you.” He takes my hand in his giving it a squeeze before giving me his famous loving smile. 

“Okay.” I smile back at him. We both get out of the car and start making our way towards the building. We eventually get into the elevator as honestly, the ride up was the longest elevator ride of my life, considering elevators make me nervous along with being anxious about meeting this group of people. 

Mike flings his arm around my shoulder pulling me into his side. I look up at him before looking back at the elevator doors as it came into a stop. 

“Everything will be fine, I promise,” Mike says leading me out the elevator and down the hallway.

‘I hope’

[scottybrock]

Neighbors (1) - Colby Brock

A/N: Requested by a lovely anon: “Hello, I was wondering if you could write an imagine where reader is a youtuber with her friend and they move into the same apartment building as Sam and Colby, and the reader and Colby meet and it’s all cute and fluffy. Maybe she’s lost in the building and that’s how they meet?? Or something? Idk!!”

Tag list: @azurebrock @absolutelynobodyposts @absolute-randomness-forever

You huffed, lugging the last box to the elevator. You were seriously regretting not hiring a moving company, like your best friend did. You could hear her laughing at you already, and it didn’t help soothe your irritation in the slightest. A bead of sweat trickled down your face, and you let out another huff, swiping at it irritably. Without even realizing it, a loud groan escaped you as you kicked the box into the elevator. 

Much to your dismay, you were on the fifth floor, exactly two floors above your best friend. The elevator doors swung open, and you groaned once more, your arms trembling as you tried to lift the box up. It was the last fucking box. You could do this. You were going to do this, and then you were going to take a long, long shower and go to sleep. 

A pair of bright blue eyes stared back at you, when you opened your eyes. “Uh, are you okay?” The man in front of you asked, his bright blue eyes flickering towards the box. There was a blonde haired boy standing next to him, eyeing you sympathetically. You huffed, brushing the hair out of your face, then offered the two handsome men in front of you a weak smile. “Yeah, yeah,” Your voice was too chipper, and didn’t match your ragged appearance. “I’m okay. This is the last box,” You informed the two men needlessly. 

The brunette and blonde exchanged a look. Your arms trembled once more, and you nearly dropped the box on your foot. You let out a soft stream of cuss words, earning quiet laughter from the two people in front of you. “Do you need some help?” The brunette offered, his smile sunny and infectious. You grinned back at him genuinely, your shoulders slumping in relief. “That’d be nice,” You agreed, your expression softening into one of gratefulness. 

The brunette gave the blonde a nod, then lugged the box out of the elevator. The blonde turned to you, offering you a soft smile. “It was nice to meet you,” He said. You offered your hand for him to shake, which he quickly took. “I’m Sam,” He told you. You replied with your name, then stepped out of the elevator. The doors closed, and you turned to the brunette. 

“Thanks for helping me out,” You smiled. He grinned back at you, his pretty blue eyes shining at you. “No problem,” He replied, easily carrying the box in his arms. You led him to your apartment. He raised an eyebrow. “Guess we’re neighbors, then.” He carefully placed the box in front of your door. He offered his hand for you to shake, which you did. “I’m Colby,” His smile was warm, sweet. Leonardo Da Vinci would eat his heart out at the sight; wishing that he painted something half as beautiful as the man in front of you. 

“Well,” His voice brought you out of your thoughts. “I’m Cole, but my friends call me Colby.” Your hand was still in his, warm skin against warmer skin. His bright blue eyes captivated you. You bit your lip, then smiled brightly at him. You told him your name, giggling. “But you already knew that,” You added. You were still holding his hand, you realized. You gently extracted your hand from his, your cheeks burning a dark shade of red. Colby grinned sheepishly at you, his cheeks also flushing a pretty shade of pink. 

“Are you new to Los Angeles?” Colby asked curiously. You brushed a lock of hair behind your ear, nodding. “My best friend and I have a YouTube channel,” You began. Colby’s face lit up, and he leaned in closer to you. “Really? What do the two of you do?” He asked, his voice eager. You shrugged, your blush darkening under his scrutiny. “We started off with exploring haunted places,” You told him, shrugging once more. “But after a few close calls with the paranormal and just safety reasons, we switched to just uploading every week, different ideas.” 

Colby’s expression was one of elation. “No fucking way,” He breathed. “Sam and I,” He grinned. “We have a YouTube channel together, too. Exploring abandoned and haunted places!” Your eyes widened; it wasn’t a common thing to do on YouTube. “Whoa!” You gasped. “No fucking way,” You echoed Colby’s statement. Colby whipped his phone out, pulling up his YouTube app. “What’s your channel name?” He all but demanded. You told him, and watched as he subscribed to you.

He grinned at you, his pretty blue eyes twinkling at you. He opened his mouth to say something, but his phone dinged with a tell-tale notification. Colby whipped his phone back out, shooting out a quick reply to whoever it was that texted him, then turned back to you. His pearly whites gleamed under the hallway lighting of the apartment complex. “I have to go,” His voice was regretful, tinged with hopefulness. “I’ll see you around?” He ventured. 

Your heart raced in your chest, and you nodded, smiling shyly. “Yeah, I’ll see you around,” Your smile widened into a grin, and it was Colby’s heart’s turn to thud harshly in his chest as you beamed at him. “Neighbor.” Colby’s responding grin nearly took your breath away. He waved, then turned on his heel and began striding back down the hallway.

You turned back to your apartment door, hefting the box over the threshold. Your phone dinged with a notification. You pulled it out of your back pocket. Predictably, it was your best friend, asking if you were all moved in, and if you’d met your neighbor yet.

You smiled as you thought about the blue-eyed boy who lived next door. Yeah, you met your neighbor, alright.

[emobrock]

tagged by @absolutelynobodyposts

name: daniella

nickname: dani

zodiac: taurus

height: 5’7

languages spoken: spanish and english

nationality: salvadoran

favorite season: fall

favorite flower: sunflowers?? idk

favorite scents: the sleepy body lotion from lush

favorite color: pink and black

favorite fictional character: brad from colby’s tik toks

favorite animal: hedgehogs

coffee, tea, or hot chocolate: (unpopular opinion) none

average sleep hours: 6-7

dog or car person: dogs 1000000%

number of blankets you sleep with: 1+ the comforter

dream trip: england or japan

blog established: idk november maybe?

followers: 491

random fact: i love harry styles oh and colby brock is pretty cool i guess?

i tag: @xplrsworld and whoever sees this :)

[itsnotgray]

I was tagged by @absolutelynobodyposts

Disney Challenge

Name a Disney character for every letter of your name

G: Goofy from Mickey Mouse🐭

R: Ray the Firefly from The Princess👸🏼 and the Frog 🐸

A: Abu from Aladdin🐵

S: Sherrif of Nottingham from Robin Hood 🏹

Y: Yzma from The Emperor’s New Groove🔮

N: Nala from The Lion King 🦁

I tag @cutiecolbsss @golbrockstar @colbysmisdemeanour

[rewritingthefictional]

tagged by @absolute-randomness-forever and @absolutelynobodyposts

honestly this goes to anyone else because everyone I know on tumblr was tagged lol so it’s open to everyone haha

[oh-ma-goat-thx]

This is for @absolutelynobodyposts and for whoever else sees it 👍👍👍

[turnupbrock]

"take my bed tonight. i'll sleep on the couch" pleaseee, i love sweet n' soft colbs

I’m in a soft mood so this worked out perfectly :) I hope you like it babes.

 You stumbled through the door of your best friend's apartment. Letting out a silent yawn that made your eyes water, dampening your mascara. Colby yawned loudly while setting his things down onto the counter. “Thank you for calling the Uber.” his voice was low and tired. Your entire friend group was exhausted and ready to just pass out the second you left that party. It was a party for David so of course it was big and tiring but it was ridiculous that you were almost dead on your feet. “ Yeah your welcome,” you replied making your way over to his fluffy couch. “What are you doing?” Colby asked while taking off his rings and setting them on his kitchen counter. You cocked your eyebrow, “Going to sleep?” your voice was unsure, you were confused on why he was asking what you were doing. Colby shook his head, his freshly dyed blue hair sprawling across his forehead, “Take my bed tonight. I’ll sleep on the couch.” Your heart fluttered in your chest at his words but you weren’t doing to kick him out of his bed. “No, I’ll sleep out here tonight.” you replied.

 He simply shook his head again and motioned for you to follow him. You stood from the couch and followed into his room where he flicked on the lightswitch, revealing his clean room that had some new pictures hung around the walls. Colby threw you some sweat pants and a black shirt,’“Go get changed,” he said before another yawn raked his body. “Thank you,” you said making your way to his bathroom. You quickly changed into the comfortable grey sweats and his oversized ‘chosen’ merch shirt. You slipped on the shirt then went to pull up your hair, checking your wrist you realized that you didn’t even have a tie. Letting out a quiet whine you pulled out the first draw in his bathroom, you found your purple scrunchie that you left here a while ago. You let out a small giggle and shook your head, surprised that he still had it. You threw your hair up in a messy bun and washed your face.

 Walking out of the now dark bathroom, you entered his room once more to find Colby’s former clothes in the laundry basket and a pillow gone from the bed. Confused, you wandered into the living room to find your best friend laying on the couch with all the lights off. You sighed and face palmed, “Colby get your ass in your bed. I’m not kicking you out of your bed.” you said making your way over to the couch. “Don’t you dare come over here. Get to my bed and go sleep before I kick you out of my apartment,” he threatens. You felt bad, you didn’t want to make him sleep on the couch when he could just sleep in his bed. It was like Colby heard your thoughts, “ Y/n I promise, I’m fine. I don’t mind sleeping out here,” “But-”, “ I literally sleep out here all the time.” he cut you off before you could even counter argue with him. Letting out another sigh, you turned to go back into his room but you froze before you even took a step.

 You slowly turned around back to the couch, “Colby?” you called quietly just in case he was asleep. “Hmm” he hummed. Stuffing your hands into the deep pocket of the sweat pants, you asked, “Can you come sleep with me?” It wouldn’t be the first time that you guys slept in the same bed so it wouldn’t be weird. Colby didn’t reply but you heard the shuffling of the couch. You smiled shortly and walked back into his room. Colby followed you into the room and crawled into the bed. Turning off the lights, you crawled in behind him. You lay there in silence for a minute before you felt warm arms enclose around you, pulling to you a broad chest. A small smile crossed Colby’s face when he felt you snuggle into the chest and lay your leg over his hip. You let out a content sigh and relaxed against him. Colby leaned down and pressed a soft kiss to the top of your head, “Goodnight Y/n.” he whispered. “Goodnight Colby.” 

[ilguna]

I just joined and I'm kinda nervous that no one will like what I write.. Any advice?

I’m going to give you a lot of advice, just for asking. It may differ between different blogs. My advice might not apply to someone else, but I’m telling you what worked best for me.

Putting your work out there is nerve-racking. I’ve been writing for certain fandoms for a while, and it’s not until you put them on the internet, where it’s difficult.

The likely chances of you getting hate anons are slim. I’ve seen my mutuals get them, but so far I haven’t. So, there’s nothing to worry about with that (and if you do get one, block them via the ... in you inbox. And then delete the ask, don’t answer the asks, you’re giving them what they want).

Anyway, it’s worth it to post your work, just know that the notes aren’t going to come in immediately. You’re going to have to be patient with it. Having said that DONT tag things/people that have nothing to do with the imagine.

If it’s about Colby, then don’t tag Thor or Sam. It doesn’t make sense, because they might be in the Imagine (mentioned, show up, whatever) but it doesn’t count. People are typically looking for that particular character when they’re searching (if someone looks up Thor in the search and gets Colby it would be annoying)

So, instead of tagging all wonky, here’s how I do it. Which is what works for me, and it always has (recently I’ve started blogs for other fandoms and my tagging system is working there, I got notes in the first day *which isn’t guaranteed* but it helps to know how to tag properly)

Having said that, tag things like following (order doesn’t matter all the time, but it works best for me)

F & L means first and last name

Your username

F & L of the person

F& L imagine

F & L oneshot

F & L fanfic

F & L x reader

& whether or not if it’s request (if you want)

If the person has multiple names (like Jasper from Twilight) then tag the regular names (ex, Jasper Hale, Jasper Whitlock, Jasper Cullen all as a separate tag) and then you’d do the imagine, oneshot, etc for each of those.

Now that I spent a whole section just on tagging, when you get more that 3 or so imagines, I would make a Masterlist just for organization. OR, if you’re going to be on top of your tagging system, then you could just tell people to use the search option instead.

It might sound like a lot, but it’s really not that bad when you get the hang of it. If you need anyone to ask, I’m here UwU

[golbrocklovely]

give your heart a break // colby brock - chapter five: the jealousy

A/N: so i’m about to go out with a friend so if this isn’t all fixed and there are some spelling mistakes, i’ll be fixing it later. i just wanted to post it for yall since you guys have been asking for this chapter. it’s a good one, trust me. alrighty, hope you enjoy. let me know what you think! byeeee! :)

story description

taglist: @azurebrock , @daddydobrock , @colbyf-ingbrock , @cuddlingwithcolby , @absolute-randomness-forever , @lovelycolby , @codename-nyx , @sweetxplr , @absolutelynobodyposts

trigger warning: SMUT, angst, cursing, partying, drinking, mentions of hooking up

word count: 2608

~~~~~~~~~~~

seven months, three weeks, five days

“So speaking of boyfriends... how are you and Colby doing?” Kat smirked, turning her head to me.

“Yes, how is our emo, lover-boy doing?” Tara asked, giving me the same look.

I rolled my eyes. “First off, not my boyfriend. Secondly, we’re good.”

“You’re doing a lot better than good if you guys are fucking.” Tara stated bluntly.

“Wait you’re having sex?! You didn’t tell me that.” Kat exclaimed quietly, smacking my arm dramatically.

I snickered. “I thought I told you! Anyways, yes; me and Colby are having sex. But it’s... different.”

“What do you mean by different?” Tara questioned, raising an eyebrow.

“Well for starters, we’ve separated romantic stuff from sexual stuff,” I explained. “We can kiss during sex but not when we cuddle and whatnot. And also there’s no romantic stuff after sex. We just kinda get up and go.”

“Why are you guys doing it like that?” Kat laughed.

“Because he and I have made it clear that neither one of us want to catch feelings for the other, so we think this is the best way.” I shrugged, “Plus, we’ve both agreed that if we want to see other people, we can.”

“We... or him?” Tara retorted.

“What do you mean?” I queried.

“Look. I love Colby, but I love you more. You have to be honest with yourself. Are you sure that what he wants is what you want?” Tara argued.

“Yeah. I mean I guess so.” I answered.

Tara sighed. “All I’m saying is if he’s the one making all the rules, this isn’t really a 50/50 relationship. And I know y’all are just friends with benefits, but those benefits need to go both ways.”

“You sound like you’ve done this before.” I remarked.

“Let’s just say before Jake, I was a bit crazy.” Tara joked.

Kat smiled. “You still are.”

“Shut up!” Tara giggled, pushing Kat.

~~~

I decided that after hanging out with Tara and Kat, I wanted to see Colby. It had honestly become part of my routine to come over mid-day and hang with him if he wasn’t doing anything. He even gave me a spare key so I could just come in whenever.

I walked down the hall to his place, pulling his key out of my pocket. I unlocked the door and opened it.

“Hey Colby, I was thinking of-” I started.

A brunette girl swung herself off of Colby, who jumped up when he heard my voice.

Oh my god... he was actually hooking up with someone else.

“Hey Zo. Uh uh what’s up?” Colby stammered.

I huffed. “Nothing much, Colbs. Seems like you’re busy. I could leave if you want.”

“Um that’s okay. Stacy was just leaving anyway.” He chuckled uncomfortably.

Stacy cleared her throat and stood up slowly, fixing her clothes. “Yeah, I gotta go. Thanks for your help.”

I stayed silent as she grabbed her stuff and walked up to Colby, giving him a quick peck on the cheek and whispering goodbye.

I stared at Colby as Stacy left, my eyes never leaving his. When I finally heard the door close, he exhaled. “Um so how-”

“Are you serious, Colby?” I hissed.

Colby furrowed his brows. “What?”

“Stacy? Stacy fucking Jackson? You know she’s only using you, right? She’s been bouncing from influencer to influencer since she got to LA last year. We literally used to joke about how much of a user she was.” I groaned. “At least she’s uped her ranks since she’s now hooking up with you.”

Colby scoffed. “Don’t be like that. She came over because she had a question about editing and-”

“Her tongue accidentally landed in your mouth. A tale as old as time.” I sassed.

“What’s with the attitude? It’s not like I’m breaking our rules.” He reminded.

“Attitude? You think this is me giving you attitude? No. You see, this is me being fucking angry at the fact that you are hooking up with Stacy.” I jeered.

“You sound jealous.” He speculated, a devilish look in his eye.

“I’m not jealous!” I hollered. I stopped, took a deep breath, and continued. “The whole reason we started this friends-with-benefits thing is because you felt like you couldn’t have a relationship with any other girl out here because they were all using you. Now you’re hooking up with the biggest user in L.A.?”

“I’m not hooking up with her. We made out. That’s it.” Colby informed, going into his kitchen.

“Only because I came in.” I followed him.

Colby opened his fridge, grabbing a water bottle. “You arguing with me really isn’t helping the jealousy thing.”

“Fuck you, I’m not jealous.” I deadpanned.

He paused. “Look, I thought allowing us to see other people while still doing this was something we both agreed with. If you didn’t want me to go hook up with other girls, you should have said something.”

“Have you hooked up with other girls?” I crossed my arms uncomfortably.

He shrugged. “Maybe. Have you hooked up with any guys?”

“No. I thought…” I trailed off.

“You thought what?” Colby took a drink from his bottle.

“…Why would you wanna hook up with other people?” I inquired.

“Because what we have isn’t serious.” He replied.

I felt my stomach drop and my heart skip a beat.

Why did his words hurt so bad?

“Right. So, if I hooked up with some random guy, you wouldn’t care.” I doubted.

“No. Hell, I encourage it.” He formed a tight-lipped smile.

I raised an eyebrow. “Really? Any guy?”

“Yeah. Whoever. It doesn’t matter to me.” Colby leaned against his counter.

“Okay.” I nodded my head, slowly turning towards his door to leave.

As I opened it, I stopped and spun back to him, smirking. “Hey… isn’t there a party tonight?”

~~~

I glanced around at the party taking place, sighing deeply and taking a long drink from my cup. I had been at this party for over three hours and regretted it.

I came here with the intention of hooking up with someone, literally anyone, just to prove Colby wrong.

But why did I want to prove him wrong?

Maybe because I was actually… jealous, of him and Stacy.

“Damn… I need more alcohol.” I sang to myself drunkenly.

As I poured more into my cup, I felt a light tap on my shoulder. I turned around and found Mike smiling down at me.

“Hey Zoe. What’s up?” Mike asked kindly.

“Nothing. Just drinking my feelings away.” I mentioned, smiling lazily.

He slid his cup in front of me. “Cheers to that.”

I laughed, pouring some vodka into his cup.

“What’s with all the emotions? What’s gotten you upset?” Mike queried.

“Colby.” I grumbled.

Mike chuckled. “Ahh. Our favorite emo king. What he do?”

“He hooked up with Stacy Jackson.” I informed.

He scrunched his face up. “That bitch?”

“Yeah. And I caught him doing it.” I took a swig from my drink.

“Aren’t you two-” Mike began.

“No, we are not together!” I exclaimed, groaning. “We’ve hooked up a bunch and now he made up these rules that we can hook up with other people but I don’t think I want us to.”

He gasped dramatically. “Oh no. Are you catching-”

I interjected again. “Feelings? No. But like, why do we need to hook up with other people when we have each other? It’s just dumb.”

“Sure.” Mike agreed.

“Plus, unless we get tested monthly, we could give each other STDs.” I reasoned.

He nodded his head. “Right.”

“And plus it’s just stupid.” I whined.

He bit back a smile. “You kinda already said that.”

I stared down at my cup. “…I have been drinking a lot.”

“Well, if you’re that upset with him hooking up with Stacy, why don’t you hook up with someone?” Mike suggested.

“I wanted to, but no one at this party is interesting enough for me. Plus, I don’t really want to do a one-night stand.” I confessed. “Making out is fine though.”

Mike took a sip from his drink and I followed suit, a light silence falling over us.

“You wanna make out?”

I choked suddenly, coughing into my arm. “What?!”

“You heard me.” Mike smirked.

I felt a weird blush come to my face. “Mike…”

“It’s definitely one way to get back at him.” He joked.

“I don’t know.” I mumbled.

“Look, all I’m saying is, if you decide to say yes, it won’t go any further than kissing. And for this one time offer, I will gladly forget it happened after tonight. Never bringing it up again. Never telling any of our friends.” Mike offered.

“I-I…” I stuttered.

“Just a thought. Come find me if you wanna.” He winked, walking away and heading towards the living room of the party.

I shouldn’t do this. This is sort of wrong, right?

But there was a voice inside my head that thought about what Tara said. Colby and I's relationship was not an even split. He was making all the rules and just expecting me to follow them.

And just because I don’t like him hooking up with other girls doesn’t mean I’m jealous! I’m just... upset.

I grabbed the bottle of alcohol I had from before, pouring out two shots and drinking them down hastily. I placed the bottle back on the counter and followed the way Mike had gone.

I found him not long after: sitting on the couch next to Colby.

Well... this was gonna be fun.

"Hey Mike?" I called to him.

He and Colby gazed up at me. “Yeah?” He responded.

"I think I’m gonna take you up on your offer." I stated breathlessly marching up to him.

Mike smirked as I straddled his lap, leaning into him and kissing him passionately. His lips tasted like fruity alcohol. His tongue found its way into my mouth as he pulled me closer to him.

I suddenly felt a hand grab my arm and yank me away from Mike’s lips. I looked up and saw Colby glaring down at me.

He pulled me off of Mike and dragged me to a door that led into a bathroom. He slammed the door shut, locking it quickly.

The room felt heavy as he paused before he spoke.

"Are you fucking serious?" Colby barked

I leaned against the counter cockily. "What’s the matter?"

"Mike... you’re hooking up with Mike?!" He fumed.

I shrugged. "You said any guy."

"Yeah well I thought friends would kinda be off limits. Besides you don’t even like Mike like that." He argued.

"Who says I have to like him to fuck him?" I deadpanned.

“Don’t be dramatic.” He hissed.

I scoffed. “Excuse me? Dramatic? You think this is me being dramatic? I’m sorry, but who’s the one that pulled the other into a bathroom, Cole?”

“Oooh, first name. I must be in trouble.” Colby sneered.

I paused for a second, clicking my tongue. “You sound jealous.”

“What?” He replied.

“You heard me. You sound-”

“Jealous? Right.”

I placed my hands on my hips. “Why else would you pull me off of Mike… unless you didn’t want me to hook up with him?”

Colby stayed silent; his arms crossed tight as he gazed down at the floor.

“You know what, Colby? Fuck you.” I pointed, shoving my finger onto his chest.

His icy, dark blue eyes glared into mine.

“You don’t get to tell me what to do, alright? You’ve made it very apparent we’re just friends, so you have no say in whether or not I fuck someone else or not. So I’m gonna go out there and me and Mike are gonna have a good fucking time.” I ranted.

I strutted past Colby, reaching the door in a second. As I unlocked the door and began to open it, it was slammed shut from behind by Colby’s hand. He spun me around, smashing his body and pinning me up against the door. His lips were immediately on mine, his tongue invading my mouth.

I gasped into the kiss. Colby’s hands gripped my hips, his grinding into mine. Our tongues glided against each other’s. His hands danced down my thighs, pulling them around his waist and lifting me up against the door. He pulled his lips away forcefully, giving me only moments to catch my breath.

“You’re not going out there and fucking Mike,” He stated lustfully. “I’m the only one that can fuck you.”

He yanked my dress up, finding my underwear and pushing it to the side. His fingers began to rub my clit, eliciting moans from me.

“I’m the only one that can make you feel this good. You’re already getting so wet for me.” He chuckled darkly.

Colby began to finger me, causing a whine to escape my mouth suddenly. I dug my nails into his shoulders, trying to hold back any more noises.

“Do you want me to fuck you?” He asked, fingering me harder.

I nodded hastily. “Yes.”

“Then say it. Say you want me to fuck you.” He demanded.

I exhaled. “Colby please.”

“Please what?” He bit his lip.

“Fuck me Colby, please.” I whimpered breathlessly.

He smirked. “Gladly.”

Colby rushed me over to the counter, placing me down and pulling out a condom. He unzipped and tugged his jeans and underwear down, his cock springing free. He jerked himself for a few seconds as stared at me. He ripped the wrapper open, sliding the condom down his shaft.

“Turn around.” He ordered.

I spun around, my body facing the bathroom mirror. I watched Colby pull down my panties and spread my legs.

“I want you to watch me fuck you from behind.” He growled into my ear.

Colby bent me over, his cock playing with my entrance. I bit my lip as he teasingly entered me, groans falling from both our lips.

Instantly, he began to thrust into me, his pace already fast. His grasp on my hips was tight, his fingerprints already starting to leave marks.

“You’re mine, you know that? You’re mine.” Colby grunted, gazing at me through the mirror.

He fucked into me deeper, my eyes rolling back at the feeling.

I finally stared at him. “If I’m yours, then you’re mine.”

Colby raised an eyebrow at me, his rhythm not faltering.

“I’ll gladly be yours if you’ll be mine.” I muttered, my eyes fluttering from the pleasure.

He slowed himself for a moment, bringing my body up against his. He kissed along my neck sweetly, lips landing on my ear.

“No one else. Just us?” He whispered.

“Exactly…” I agreed.

His lips stayed under my ear sucking on my sensitive spot, causing tingles to run down my spine. He pulled out suddenly, turning me around to face him. We looked into each other’s eyes as Colby leaned in and kissed me tenderly.

He tore his lips away from mine, lining himself back up. He slid in slowly, my body shaking from how sensitive I was.

He thrusted into me gentle at first, but it began to build up back to where it was. Noises fell from our lips as he pounded harder and harder. I could feel myself building up, unable to hold back.

I whined. “Colby, fuck. I’m gonna-”

“Keep your eyes on me, baby.” He uttered.

I looked into his eyes, not able to pull myself away as my orgasm hit me hard. I moaned loudly, gripping the counter and his waist.

Colby thrusted three more times and then grunted loudly, coming undone himself.

We finally relaxed against each other, my head falling onto his shoulder.

He kissed my cheek sweetly, his breath fanning against my neck. “No one else.”

<< CHAPTER 4 || CHAPTER 6 >>

[lettersinscarlet]

Turn the Car Around (Colby Brock Imagine)

Hey guys! I know that it’s been awhile since I’ve posted anything, and that’s on me. I’m really really sorry, but I’m really trying. I’ve been dealing with a lot and also trying to keep up with everything and I haven’t been doing a great job. Anyway, I’m hoping to get some more stuff out soon and I’ve been bouncing around a few ideas in my head. Alright guys, I hope you enjoy!

Song: Shattered (Turn the Car Around) by O. A. R.

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You walked into Colby’s apartment and you smiled. You were a little confused, because Colby didn’t even acknowledge you when you walked in. You craned you’re neck and you saw that he was sitting on the couch, his arms crossed and his head down. You walked over and waved at him.

“Hey, Colbs,” you said warily and you saw his expression darken slightly. He looked up at you and you saw thunderclouds in his eyes.

“Do you know what time it is?” he asked angrily. You checked your watch and saw that it was around 10:45. Your sighed as you realized why he was upset.

“I didn’t but I do now,” you admitted. He rolled his eyes before he settled his gaze on you.

“What were you doing?” he asked monotonously.

“I was working,” you explained. “My boss sprung on this task that was due at the end of the day, so we were working so hard and I was so focused that I lost track of time and I’m sorry.”

“We? So you weren’t alone?” he probed, an edge appearing in his voice.

“Well, no, I wasn’t alone-“

“Who were you with?” he fired at you. You took a breath and you looked at the floor, knowing he would be angry when you told him.

“Nick,” you whispered. You saw something flash in him and then he was on his feet.

“Nick?” he scoffed. “Of course! So you blew me off, again, for the third time and I find out you were hanging around Nick!” he started, almost visibly shaking with anger.

“You know it’s not like that. We’ve had this conversation before-“

“Yeah. We did. Do you remember how that went? You told me that you’d call when you were ‘working late’ or whatever and you promised that I wouldn’t need to feel this way, but guess what? I do!” He was losing control now, anger clouding his judgement.

But you couldn’t blame him. He wasn’t wrong. You did promise him those things. Recently, you had been working later more often. It just so happened that Nick ended up working late those same nights. Colby had started to get jealous, so you made those promises to him, and you had broken them. Again. But you had already been through this fight, and you were getting tired of it.

“I swear, Colby, I didn’t mean to! It just slipped my mind-“ but you knew those were the wrong words as soon as they came out of your mouth.

“Oh, so I just slipped your mind? I guess I wasn’t important enough for you to remember the second part of this relationship!” he roared.

“Of course you’re important to me! You know I love you,” you told him. Your throat was getting a little tight and your eyes felt a little bit watery.

“Do I? Do I know you love me? Are you sure I’m important to you? Because it doesn’t seem like that to me.” You saw that his eyes were red and a few tears had slipped through his eyes. You stayed quiet for a moment, letting the words sink in.

“You don’t think I love you? Are you saying that you don’t trust me?” The gates flooded and tears poured down your face now. Another fight. You couldn’t handle it anymore, and now he didn’t trust you.

“How can I, when you practically forget I exist? I’m sure you remember that Nick is there with you, taking all your time,” he answered. You stared at him in shock, not believing what you heard. You suddenly stopped and wiped away the tears on your face.

“Screw this, I’m out of here.” You grabbed your keys and you headed back out, slamming the door behind you.

You got in your car and you drove off, not for the first time in your relationship. It seemed like you guys were in a pattern, and you couldn’t break out of it.

You drove and cried, tears streaming down your face like the rain on the windshield. How ironic. You were driving away, angry and hurt. You loved him, loved him with all your heart.

You got to the point of the road where you normally turn around and head back to him. The same motions. You loved him so much and you couldn’t let him go, but you couldn’t get out of this pattern. So you didn’t turn around at that spot. You drove further. Further and further and eventually you were going faster, tears pouring out of your eyes like water from a hose.

Which is why you didn’t see that you were swerving. A lot. So much so, that you were practically in the other lane. And then the car showed up. You barely saw the headlights but you did hear your car crunch audibly and you started spinning, slamming into the wall near the edge of the road. Your head hit the steering wheel and you blacked out.

The cops showed up and they pulled you out of the car, unconscious and barely breathing. They found out who you were as they rushed you to the nearest hospital. They called your emergency contact, which was Colby. You had made him it years ago after you had moved out to LA, even before you guys were dating. When he got the call, he nearly dropped his phone. He instantly rushed out to go see you, calling Sam in his panic.

He got to the hospital and he say and waited. And waited. And waited. It felt like weeks rather than hours that he waited, Sam and Kat showed up later, waiting with Colby. He was pacing, crying, panicking, shaking, and fidgeting the whole time. He couldn’t calm down. He knew it was his fault that you were out driving instead of home with him. He should’ve just ignored it and got over his jealous side. He shouldn’t have questioned you, because he knew that you loved him and he knew that you cared about him.

The doctor came back later, telling the three of them that they could go back and see you, but you wouldn’t be awake. You were physically exhausted and needed time to recover from the extensive surgery you had gone through.

Sam and Kat waited for some time, but eventually they left, because Colby insisted on staying the night with you. He sat up in the chair all night, just waiting for you to wake up.

It was close to four in the morning when you blinked open your eyes. The lights were harsh and you groaned when you looked at the light. Colby was by your side in and instant, lightly holding your hand. You looked over at him and your eyes were wide as you remembered why you were there. You tried to apologize, but he cut you off.

“Shhhh, don’t apologize. This is my fault. Listen, I don’t care how many times you stand me up, who else you hang out with, or anything else that I don’t agree with. I can’t lose you again,” he said. He cleared his throat before he continued, but his voice came out quieter. “You always come back after we fight. We get explosive, one of us walks out, but we come back. I just got so scared, because this time, I didn’t know if you would come back. It was killing me. But I know that you love me and I know that you care, I was just being rash. I won’t let that come between us anymore, I swear. But please, take me back, because I need you, and I love you.”

You nodded your head as more tears fell freely down your face. He lifted his hand and wiped away that ones that fell, before smiling at you. He kissed your head and stroked your hair. You started drifting off to sleep and he hummed to you.

No matter what, no matter how many times you broke until you shattered, no matter if you needed more time but you couldn’t have it, no matter how many times you were unsure of what you wanted, you knew one thing for sure.

You would always turn the car around.

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Adore You - Introduction

Welcome to my first series! I hope you guys like it :)

Basically, the reader is Mike’s little sister and yeah I’ll be making a more detailed post but I wanted to post the this before I lose the idea I have for it :) This a bit of an introduction and less of an actual chapter but I promise the next one will be much better!!!

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“Mike, is it really necessary that I go?” You huff falling down on his bed watching as looked through his closet for a shirt to wear.

You had recently moved in with your older brother, well, more like he forced you to move in with him. Being honest, he really just wanted to have you around, but his excuse was that he needed his music partner with him.

  His head swish around so quick you thought he could have broken his neck.“Yes, Y/n! You’ve been living in LA for almost a month and you have yet made friends! I’m forcing you to interact.” Your darling brother exclaimed going back into his closet.

“But there are so many other times that you can force me to interact with people! Why does it have to be tonight? Besides I don’t think your friends would like me.” You reply, playing with the strands of hair that fell onto your face. You weren’t the greatest at interacting with others, unlike Mike who was the social one out of the two.

“Because what better way to make friends than at a party? Well, this is more of a get-together but still!!”  He exclaims finally finding a shirt and throws it on, turning around to face you, noticing you're still in your pj's.

 “Now come on, get ready!” He ushers you from his bed causing you to huff before getting up and heading over to the room you had been claimed as yours for the past month. It honestly seemed like he was more excited for you to meet his friends than you were. 

If you were being honest, you didn’t really care about making friends, or at least friends in LA. You were very skeptical about the people in LA, considering Mike has constantly told you how someone new would use him or pretend to be his friend for a cause of their own. 

This, of course, has made him more cautious about the people around him but it has made him a better judge of character. He seems to have found a good group of people, but you weren’t really that interested in being a part of it. You were and always have been a loner and was pretty comfortable being by yourself. 

Mike always protected you regardless of the circumstances, he knew you could take care of yourself but he always felt the need to protect you from the ugly and the heartbreak. That’s one thing you two had in common, all you wanted was to see each other happy. 

“If it makes him happy, then fuck it.” You tell yourself as you go around the room getting yourself ready for the long night of having to interact with people you weren’t really interested in, but who knows maybe something good will come out of it.