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THE MATH TEACHER│Trope reveal

Hey guys! 👋🏼 It's been a while, yes. But I'm back here to tell you [if you're interested] I have started rewriting my old story The Math Teacher into an actual romance book with characters on Wattpad.

🩵 Contemporary Romance

📚 Forced Proximity 

👔 Student x Internship Teacher

🫨 Forbidden Love

👩🏼‍❤️‍💋‍👨🏼 Dual POV

🫶🏼 He falls first and harder

🤫 Secret Relationship

The story contains all the funny scenes from the old book, it follows the same storyline but with new chapters and new characters joining.

Also, I've been cleaning through the chapters for all the cringe moments I thought were perfect back when I was 18 thinking the book had to be a bad soap opera.

If you read it back in 2016 I hope you're interested in reading the new one! I know Luke has been replaced, but his personality still radiates through the lead character Alexander Reid.

I definitely think you should give it a read!

You can read the book right here! I hope to see you in the comments 🫶🏼

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Ashton Recently (2023)

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EXPLAIN THIS

[perpetual-and-smoldering]

he lies about coming home

he lies about coming home

ashton            

"I miss you a lot, babe. I can't wait to see you again." Your smile is permanently etched onto your face as you murmur into the cell phone, unconsciously twirling a strand of your hair. You were talking to your boyfriend who was on tour right now. You missed him terribly and at times you wish you would have went with him.

After all Ashton had wanted you to go with, but you thought it was important that you start working on your own career. Ashton was disappointed, and it had caused a small argument that you won with a classic, "I believe in your dreams, don't you believe in mine?" speech.

However, he was due to come home tomorrow and you could not have been happier. You hated staying in your apartment without him. He was everywhere, from the guitars hanging decoratively on the walls in his stupid man cave to the cook book he bought almost two years ago, that wasn't even decoration but probably could be considering neither of you ever even used it but –

"Ooh look how cool this is, think of all of the things we can cook! Of course, it'll be useful, don't be ridiculous." And it's so bittersweet because he's everywhere but simultaneously nowhere and you miss him so much and he hasn't even been gone that long. The separation only cemented one thing for you, however, you could not live without him.

"Speaking about that, I don't think we'll be able to make it home by tomorrow. Our flight had a layover, the earliest we can make it is Wednesday." You stop, your smile slowly fades and at first you don't think you've heard him right. This could not be happening.

"What?" You ask slowly, if Ashton was messing with you, you needed to make sure he knew you didn't not find this funny. He promised he'd be home tomorrow, you could not spend another night alone.

"I won't be able to make it home tomorrow night sweetheart, I just, it's not possible. I'm sorry, I tried everything." He says, but it doesn't even sound like he's sorry, or upset and you don't understand. It's not fair. You're stuck here waiting, wishing, wanting him and he just, he's fine. How can he be fine?

"Oh. Okay. I guess I'll see you Wednesday." You choke out, you refused to cry, it's not like this was that big of a deal. You hadn't seen him in 8 months, what was three more days?

"Hey, the day's will fly by and before you know it I'll be home and we'll be together and everything will be perfect." You can hear the smile in his voice and you just picture the crooked little line his mouth makes and you wish desperately he was here and that you could see him, but he isn't. He isn't here, he's there, and you aren't, and everything's so much colder because of it.

"Right. Hey, I gotta go. I'll talk to you in a bit, okay? I love you." You whisper into the phone, you don't have anything to do. You don't, but you can't handle talking to him like this.

"Alright, I love youuuu." He draws out the you just like he does every time and you want to smile but everything just feels so empty inside of you, your smile would be hollow and you don't want anything Ashton makes you feel to be hollow. You hang up and collapse onto your couch.

You had previously been standing up in front of it searching for a movie to watch but you didn't really feel like it anymore. Being so far away from Ashton was hard. But you signed up for this, you did. You chose this. You knew all of the misery in this unbearable ache in your bones for him was all your fault, you chose to stay.

Suddenly there was a wild knock at the door, you were seriously not up for company. The knock was a series of intricate taps that sounded oddly familiar. You pick yourself up and wipe the rogue tears that had escaped from your eyes.

You pulled open your front door and it took you a moment to register everything, because there was Ashton, your Ashton. Not in Los Angeles, not in Switzerland, not anywhere but here. Right in front of you and before you knew it you had practically rocket launched yourself at this dumb boy who played terrible, terrible jokes on you.

"Oh my god! I thought you wouldn't be here until Wednesday!" You sobbed ridiculously into his neck. He rubbed circles into your back soothingly.

"Hey, hey, why are you crying?" He asks untangling you from him so he can look you into your eyes.

"Because you lied to me and I was so sad, but you're here. You're here I can't believe you're here." And your hugging and crying and you're really glad your neighbor is this elderly woman who goes to bed at 8 and can't hear without a hearing aid because you were being really loud.

"I'm sorry, darling. I just wanted to surprise you. I guess the whole we're not coming home until Wednesday was a tad unnecessary." He let out a soft chuckle and you wanted to be angry at him. Truly, but you couldn't because he wasn't gone anymore, he was here, and you were touching him and this wasn't one of those terrible dreams where he comes home but you always wake up alone. This was real and he was here and he was yours.  

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Clearing out my camera roll 8654/?

[taleofharrison]

Big Time Rush | Ashton Irwin

Summary: Reader gets excited at a possible Big Time Rush Reunion

Warnings: none

Requested: my Rusher heart had to write it so no

Word Count: 503 

A/N: So on April 20th BTR posted a video that gave hope to us rushers they might comeback after quarantine and I had to write this at first I wasn’t going to post it I wanted to keep it to myself but again James gave us more hope yesterday and here it is.

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You woke up with an unusual Twitter notification the Big Time Rush account was active again. It was a video "A message from Big Time Rush".

You were around 14 when the show first aired, it's not like you were glued to the TV and watched every episode but they had good songs, and the episodes you watched never failed to make you laugh. They were special to you.

"...I look forward to the end of this love you guys bye" and after that, the 4 boys logged off. Were you crying? Probably a little bit, are they getting back together? Maybe, were you going to believe it? Yes, you were.

"Hey, baby breakfast-" Ashton burst into your shared bedroom "what's wrong?" Of course, he could read you like a book.

"Nothing just-" you began only to be interrupted by Ashton, his eyes on your hands holding your phone.

"Are they tweeting more awful things about you?" He took the phone away from you "I've told the fans to-"

The screen didn't have any hate comments towards you. Ashton addressed the issue almost immediately after going public but still, he got upset at the few people who still took their time to get you down.

"Big Time Rush?" He pushed the replay button to see what got you to shed some tears "they did a FaceTime call. I mean it's not that big of a deal. We do the same all the time"

"Ash" you softly spoke "like 10 years ago I saw an episode of the show and I kind of started liking them, they had good songs and made me laugh. I haven't seen the four of them together in so long it means...it means a lot they did this small thing with what's going on right now"

Ashton could see where you were coming from him and the boys had been doing exactly the same to keep the fans distracted and entertained during these crazy times and also to keep themselves and happy and in touch with each other.

"Would you like us to do something with them?"

"Ash I know you and the boys were joking when you talked about the podcast and all the collab thing-"

"I know but I think Kendall said something about it and I don't know maybe many of our fans will enjoy it too" 

"Ashton, don't stress about it" you tried to shrug it off "they never confirmed a comeback. They just told the fans to stay safe"

"Yeah but it's worth the shot" he offered with a smile "maybe we can through with my podcast idea"

You laughed at that and he smiled. He loved to make you laugh. 

"If that's what you want" you retorted giving him a small peck on the lips "let's get some breakfast I'm starving"

You pulled him up away from the bed and dragged him downstairs.

"And we can listen to BTR if you want"

"God I love you!" You exclaimed getting his laugh as an answer.

[hellaboveparadise]

Name is Calum, Calum Thomas Hood 💙✨

[squishyocalum]

ExcuSE ME WHAT

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Glass Pt. 2

Here’s another CEO!Cal. It’s the same characters as the other one but a different scenario. I might have taken it too far, but i enjoyed writing it soo, sorry not sorry.

Part 1

Summary: You and Cal go to a dinner with friends and have sex in their bathroom.

Words: 3.8K

Warnings: None

Monday. It’s already Monday. Calum thought as he rolled on the bed, his arm landing on the side of the bed that belonged to you. He groaned as he felt the cold empty spot and sat up, grabbing his phone from the nightstand. Looking at the picture of you as his screensaver, he smiled and reminded himself that it was only two days till you got back from your trip.

A month had been too much for him to be away from you, and it warmed your heart when he would randomly send texts reminding you how much he missed you and loved you, in his own way of course. Those actual words would never come out of his mouth, but he expressed it nonetheless.

The alarm clock went off as he had the phone his hand, so he got out of bed and got himself ready for the day. With you getting everything settled to open the sister firm in New York, work was slow. Calum took his time as he walked from the office to the coffee shop across the street. It was a cloudy morning, which wasn’t new for Seattle, but the wind was chilly and it left his cheeks and nose red.

A petite girl took his order, handing him the hot cup of espresso a minute after. He made his way back into the office, only to be met with a blonde man he hadn’t seen in a long time.

“Hey!” Luke smiled widely at the sight of his best friend “Haven’t seen you in so long, bro.” He wrapped Calum in one of those manly hugs, slapping his back a couple times.

“I know, mate. It’s been forever.” Calum replied, eyeing the girl that stood beside Luke “And who might this pretty girl be?” Said girl gave Calum a shy smile as Luke wrapped her hand in his.

“This is .Nora, my soon-to-be wife.” he smiled proudly as he introduced them. “Nora this is Calum, Calum this is Nora.” They shook hands and smiled.

“So this is the girl who won your heart over and is now going to make an honest man out of you?” Cal was smirking, he knew that Luke wasn’t fond of comments like that, but it came with being friends with Calum.

“Yes. That’s what we came for actually”

“Oh?”

“So Nora’s mom wants to have the engagement party on Wednesday, we're having a dinner at my place. Wanted you and Y/N to be there.” Luke handed Calum the piece of paper that held the details of the event.

“Y/N is in New York and will be back that morning, so I'll see if she's up for it and we’ll be there.” The friends smiled at each other and talked for a couple more minutes until Jess came and took Calum away to a meeting.

Tuesday. Tuesday. Tomorrow is the day. You thought to yourself for the umpteenth time today. The thought of being so in love made you sick at some point in your life, but now with Calum all the way on the other side of the country, it was hard not to miss him. You two practically spent every waking moment together, but neither of you ever complained. Sure, there was the occasional argument but that didn’t stop you from loving each other the way you did.

You smiled to yourself in the middle of the meeting you were in. It wasn’t too important, so you were drifting off every chance you got, the occasional hum in agreement being thrown in the mix. The papers had already been signed and everything was in order, but these phone conferences had to be held just to inform everyone else, and how to make marketing better for both firms. It had been fairly easy, so getting home to give Cal good news would be a reason to celebrate.

The screen on your phone lit up, notifying you of a text.

Cal: Mornings are hard without your pretty lips wrapped around my cock, angel

Y/N: Your hands not been enough?

You smirked and had to hold back a laugh, starting something that was definitely going to get you in trouble when you arrived home.

Cal: My hand is nowhere near as good as those lips and tongue of yours. I bet you miss me fucking you, don't you pretty girl?

Y/N: I’ve been okay with my own hands. But i wish you had been there watching me, daddy

The bubble that signaled he was typing appeared for a second before disappearing again, making you smile widely again.

Cal: Don’t tease, princess. You know what happens when you tease me

Y/N: But its so fun teasing you baby

Cal: Just wait until you’re home, pet. By the way, Luke invited us over to his engagement party tomorrow night.

Y/N: Who has an engagement party in the middle of the week? And who is he marrying anyway??

Cal: Dunno, but he’s my best friend so we’re going. Buy yourself something pretty. Gotta get to the office, take care.

Y/N: Love you too :)

A cough brought you back to reality, and everyone stared at you as Michael, your colleague, nudged your arm.

“They were asking about the project in Italy that Mr. Hood and Mr. Hemmings started last year and what progress it has made.” He said, eyeing you to make sure that you remembered the topic.

“Oh, yes...” You smiled at everyone around the conference table and started discussing the said project.

Wednesday. Today is the day. Calum was anxious to see you. And as were you to see him. It had been a build-up of emotions the whole month you had been away, and now just hours away, you felt like a giddy secondary school girl who was going on her first date.

He sat in his office, working away on editing some drafts that you had sent him while in New York when Jess called him.

“What!?” He yelled into the speaker.

“T-the car i-is here s-sir.” Jess stuttered as always, startled by his yelling.

“I told Y/N I wasn't going to pick her up. What is there a car for here?”

“I thought you were going to go pick her up. Y-you asked me to have Fred come get you before going for her.”

“I’m not going. Tell him to go get her now, she should be landing soon.” He answered, his full attention on the floor plan in front of him.

“O-Okay.”

The phone cut off and Calum returned to his work, only to be interrupted by thoughts of having you bent over his desk like he had done before you had left. He groaned as he slouched on his chair and looked out the floor-to-ceiling windows that were in his office, imagining you with your bare back pressed against the glass as he fucked you, making you scream his name. As the dirty thoughts continued, he smirked and an idea came to mind to punish you for your ‘teasing’ of the day before.

Calum was already getting dressed when you walked into the bedroom, he was wearing a black suit with a white button up. The shirt had the top button undone, leaving some of his chest exposed.

“Hi.” You said with a smile, walking up to him and hugging him from behind. He turned around in a quick motion and wrapped you up in a hug, lifting your feet off the floor.

“Princess.” Was all he said, putting you down and attaching his lips to yours. After a minute or two of kissing, he pulled away and moved to the closet to get something.

“I have something for you.” He came back with a box from Agent Provocateur. Your eyes went wide as he opened it, letting you pull out the contents. It was a white lingerie set. The bra had lace all around the cups and through the straps, and the bottoms were all lace, leaving nothing to the imagination.

“Cal, this is beautiful.” You kissed his lips as he smirked.

“Go on pretty girl, put it on.” He said, walking out of the bedroom. If he stayed, there was no way you two would make it to Luke’s party.

After a quick shower, you put on the undergarments and stood there, admiring the way they fit so perfectly when Calum walked in with a small box in his hands.

“So beautiful and perfect as always, angel.” You could see his smirk from the mirror, making you wonder what he was up to.

“What’s in the box?” You asked, your curiosity getting the best of you as you turned around to face him.

“Well you see pet, you have done some things that require punishing, and we haven't brought these out in a while.”  He pulled out two shiny metal balls that were attached to each other with a plastic holder.

“Not tonight, please.” You gulped as he set the box down on the dresser, moving closer to you “We know that it's not going to end well.”

“You think I am going to be able to keep my hands off of you all night? If I have to suffer a dinner with a boner the whole time, then I might as well have some fun.” He smirked and trapped you with his body, making your back hit the cold wall.

You two had used the luna beads on two separate occasions, and both of those had resulted in you using the safeword and Calum feeling bad because the safeword was rarely used in your sexual encounters.

He took his time by kissing and caressing your body before inserting the balls, making you gasp and moan at the cold and odd feeling. After getting dressed and fully ready, the two of you made your way to the car and drove to Luke’s house.

“This house is new, isnt it?” You asked, admiring the way it fit perfectly in the forest, the wood and glass that it was built with complementing the greens of the trees surrounding it.

“No, this is his first house. I designed and built this one for him with Ash. The one he has in the city is just for show.”

“It’s beautiful, Cal. You four really are the true dream team.” You said, smiling at him. He turned you around and placed his hands on your hips, his fingers digging into the exposed skin. It raised goosebumps all over your body, the feeling of it aroused you more, a moan escaping your lips.

“I see the beads are working their magic.” The smirk never leaving his lips. He squeezed again, and slid one of his hands to your ass, smacking it lightly. That was more than enough to make you have a orgasm right in the middle of Luke’s front yard, but you stopped yourself and continued walking with Calum on tow.

“Asshole.” Was the only thing you could muster up, turning back to glare at him as he chuckled.

“I still don’t understand why you decided to wear this thing.” He groaned and pulled at the material of your white jumpsuit as you waited for the door to be opened.

“It was either this or that stupid dress you bought for me.”

“But the dress would’ve been hotter.” He pouted, making puppy eyes at you.

“It wasn’t even a full dress, I don’t understand why you even bought it.” You rang the doorbell again, anxious to be away from him for a little while. He kept his hands on your body, whether on your hips or arms, but every touch set your skin on fire 

“We’ll find use for it someday.” He mused as he stood behind you, his hands back on your hips and tracing circles. He pressed himself harder against you, making you feel how hard he was. Luke was taking forever to open the door, so Calum took the opportunity to nibble on the skin of your neck, a low moan falling from your lips.

“You have no idea how much I want to fuck you right now, right here.” His hot breath hit your neck and that was enough to make you want to go back to the car and have him right there and then.

As you were about to fall back and support yourself on his chest, a beaming Liz opened the door.

“Calum, Y/N! You made it, come on in!”

You groaned as Cal moved to your side and grabbed your hand in his, intertwining his fingers with yours. He laughed lightly and led you through the foyer and into the living space.

The house was as beautiful inside as it was outside. You stood with Calum’s hand in yours as he let you admire his, Ashton’s and Michael’s work. It had beautifully designed high ceilings. The log cabin look mixed with contemporary glass and open concept gave it a homey yet fancy look and feel.

“Cal, this is amazing. How long ago did you guys build this?” You asked, smiling at your boyfriend who had a smug smile on his face.

“About 8 years ago. We had just graduated and gotten our licenses, Luke and his dad wanted to see if it was worth investing in helping us start up.”

“Even though those three are so annoying and rude sometimes, I’m very glad they’re your best friends.” You smiled and gave him a peck on the cheek, your heels helping you with the height difference. He hugged you and took the opportunity that no one was watching to smack your ass again, sending a wave of pleasure through your body. You felt all the blood rush to your core and your cheeks turned a deep red. He let go of you to get a drink and you took the opportunity to walk away from him. But walking wasn’t helping. The beads weren’t uncomfortable, but it also wasn’t something that you were used to. Every movement you made or even sitting down made you whimper. You made it to were Crystal and Laura were talking to Nora.

“Hey Y/N, I don’t think you’ve met Nora yet, have you?” Crystal asked after she and Laura gave you a hug and said hi.

“No, Luke mentioned you a couple times but Cal and I hadn’t met you officially.” You smiled and offered your hand for a handshake with a smile. She returned the smile and all four of you started a conversation about wedding details and whatnot.

After mingling for what seemed like hours, Liz finally said that dinner was ready and everyone made their way towards the backyard. You couldn’t stop admiring how beautiful the place was, and Cal made a mental note to ask you about redecorating and remodeling your own home. But he never stopped thinking about you with no clothes on, your legs spread out under him writhing in pleasure. He knew that the longer this was prolonged, he wouldn’t last long, so that was one of the reasons for the beads.

Dinner had been served and everyone stayed in their seats as Nora and Luke both spoke, telling everyone that they were in love and had been engaged for a while before telling anyone. Calum kept his hand on your thigh, tracing patterns or just resting, a squeeze here and there. You were a mess at this point, the beads had been inside for far too long, and you needed release but if Calum found out you came without watching he’d be more upset.

The food was picked up and everyone gathered around to mingle some more, cups of alcohol in everyone’s hand. After a couple drinks and a sudden wave of confidence, you made your way to were Calum stood with Ashton, Michael and Luke. They were talking to other men in suits, and you assumed it was about business, but you needed him to fuck you right there and then, you couldn’t take it anymore.

“...actually Y/N just came back from New York. Jordan will be taking care of that firm while Luke and I go to Italy to finish the resort.” Calum spoke as he stood by the men, a beer in hand. They way he stood with such confidence and a smug smile made you more turned on than you already were.

“Speaking of which, here she is.” He said, taking your hand and pulling you towards him. You smiled and shook hands with all the men and explained everything that went on while on the trip. Meanwhile Calum’s hand rested on the small of your back. The coldness of his rings could be felt through the thin material of your jumpsuit.

Ashton began talking about a project he had gotten in the last month, and you took the opportunity to get Cal’s attention.

“I need you to take these out. Now. I need you to fuck me before I come just from these beads and your hands on my back.” You whispered in his ear and he squeezed your hips again, the pressure increasing between your legs. He cursed under his breath and excused himself from the conversation, dragging you with him. The both of you rushed back inside the house and up the stairs into a bathroom.

“Are you fucking kidding me?” You groaned as he shut the door and locked it.

“What?”

“Do any of you know what privacy is or how it works?” You pointed towards the camera in the corner of the bathroom and the glass wall. It looked out into the forest, the moon and the fairy lights lighting the bathroom.

“I’ll tell him to delete the security footage before he watches it.” Cal was already behind you, trailing kisses down your shoulders and on the back of your neck as his hands worked in unzipping your attire.

“If they look up, they can see us.” You moaned as he pulled the top of the jumpsuit down, his hands on your stomach and his rings digging into your skin.

“But I thought this was your favorite thing, angel. I thought you liked being watched.” His lips sucked on the crook of your neck, leaving a mark you were sure wasn’t gonna be covered by the straps.

When he slipped the jumpsuit passed your waist and down your legs, you forgot that there was people downstairs and that maybe, just maybe, Luke wouldn’t delete the recording and you’d be screwed. But the moment Calum’s hand reached between your legs to spread them apart, everything but him was truly forgotten. He turned you around so your back was pressed against the glass and you were facing him. He knelt down and pulled the white thong down, revealing the string that would help the beads come out. His hands found themselves on your thighs as he trailed kisses from your knees to your thighs.

“You need to stay still or I’m leaving those in there.” He chuckled as you huffed and leaned your head against the glass, staying as still as possible while he continued his trail of kisses to your core. His tongue found your clit and you let out a loud moan, not caring about who heard.

“What did I say?” He looked up at you again, his eyes full of lust and desire. You noticed that his pants had been on too tight all night long, and couldn’t wait to have him inside of you.

“You said to stay still, not quiet.” You smirked.

“Smartass. Now shut up and stay still.” He brought his lips back to your clit and you made the best effort to muffle your moans as your hands buried themselves in his hair. Without warning, your first orgasm hit you. You clenched around the beads and pulled on his hair as you cursed and whispered his name multiple times.

He got up from his spot and gave you a few minutes to recover. His belt hit the floor and you pulled him towards you after he pulled the beads out and jumped up to wrap your legs around his waist, being careful with the jacket of his suit and his shirt.

“I missed you.” He said as he thrusted slow and deep, his hands on the glass while your back was pressed to it and your arms and legs around his body held you up. After a few minutes, you felt the pleasure built in the pit of your stomach again, and clenched around him.

“‘S okay, baby. Come for daddy.” His words were enough to bring you to your high a second time.

He kept his movements fast and rough after that. You whimpered and whined, the overstimulation hitting all at once, and when he brought his hand to your clit, you wondered if he was close.

“You know you can tell me if it’s too much, right babe?” He asked between groans.

“Keep going, I want you to come inside of me.” He moved his fingers faster on your clit and his thrusts became sloppy, so when you felt that you couldn’t hold it anymore, the third orgasm hit you hard and you felt calum come inside of you at the same time.

Your arms and legs went limp as you rested your forehead on his shoulder, making sure that your makeup wouldn’t stain his black suit. He pulled out of you and you whimpered. He held you up and sat you down on the chair in front of the vanity as he cleaned himself up quickly and pulled his pants back up.

He grabbed a towel from the closet and sat beside you, wiping his cum from between your legs. You smiled sheepishly as he handed you your underwear and helped you put it on. The whole time you both got dressed it was silent. He smiled and he looked content as he zipped your jumpsuit back on, kissing your bare shoulder.

“Sorry, baby.” He said as he pointed at the mark on your shoulder. You were standing in front of the mirror as he stood behind you.

“‘S okay.” You answered and turned around to face him. He grabbed your face in his hands and kissed your cheek before you both went back down to the party. Some people had already left, and there was only close friends and family left, so it seemed fitting that you stayed a little longer. The guys were sitting in the fire pit with their significant others. You joined them and sat next to Luke, Calum whispering to him about the tapes. He looked at you and wiggled his eyebrows while smirking.

“He’s gonna delete them. But he’s never gonna forget that we fucked in his house.” Calum said while his cheeks turned a bright red and his friends laughed about something else, but he knew that somehow Luke has suspected you both were up there and said something. It didn’t phase you though, as it had been all you wanted as a welcome home.

I hope you all like this. CEO!Cal is my baby and I wnjoyed writting this so much. PLease let me kno if you liked it. or didnt. 

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When Uber Becomes Tinder (tinder!Ashton) - part 2

When Uber Meets Tinder, by @larryologymajor Read Part 1 here.

Part 2: Friday.

Ember awoke Friday morning feeling refreshed. From bed, she blindly swooshed aside the black out window curtain in her bedroom. Although Ember couldn't clearly see anything, she scrunched her eyes shut at the sudden influx of sunlight that signaled the end of the snow storm. She rolled over to grab her glasses of the night stand and climbed her way out of bed. Peeping through the window shade in her bedroom, Ember admired the sun glistening off the snow like tiny diamonds crystallized on the ground. Quietly she stepped into her fuzzy slippers and snagged her robe that was draped over the headboard of her bed. She picked up her phone and slid it into her robe pocket then made her way into the kitchen where she blindly stabbed at the power button of her Keurig. Her eyes refused to focus. Clearly Ember needed her daily boost of caffeine.

Ember grabbed her favorite coffee mug from the cabinet, not caring that the words were long faded and the rim had a weathered chip in it. Her best friend, Anna, had given it to her many birthdays ago and, although they lived states apart, drinking from that cup somehow made her feel like they were in the same room together sharing their favorite blend and laughing like old times.

After Ember sucked down her first cup of coffee, she stretched out on the couch and turned her attention to her phone. She vaguely recalled receiving that lost item text last night from Uber, so she chuckled as she again read the words her flirtatious passenger had written. Ember admired Ashton's courage to send it, but damn she was confused.

In her two years of driving Uber, that text was by far the most interesting thing that had happened to her and it was certainly her first fake "I forgot something" aka "let's hook up" message. Curiosity was on Ember's mind and she wanted to know more about this guy. Ember reached over to grab her laptop from the shelf under the coffee table and powered it on. Once it booted, Ember opened two tabs in her browser: Google and Facebook.

Ember first typed Ashton's phone number into Google but didn't really find any interesting hits. Next she typed his phone number into the Facebook search box. The results popped up and after scanning the names and tiny picture thumbnails, Ember silently cheered when she located a match to what she was looking for.

She clicked on the thumbnail of Ashton's smiling face. Her mind was a complete whirlwind of disbelief as she read through his profile. Ashton Irwin. Music/Band. 5 Seconds of Summer. Drummer. World Tour. 415,000 likes. Billboard #1.

Ember closed her eyes and shuddered from head to toe. She gently closed her laptop and reached over to pet her kitten who was curled up next to her, lightly snoring. "Who is this kid??" she asked out loud to no one, although her kitten rolled over and blinked an eye in her direction.

Ember spent the next several hours on her couch, in pajamas, surfing the internet. She was convinced that she had gone to the end of YouTube and back learning everything she could about Ashton Irwin, the hot young Australian with a quirky personality from a famous pop rock band. Ember sat on her couch grinning. How did she become so enamored? Ha, wait. She knew that answer. His performer personality was sparkling, smile wide and bursting with pride over his work and band mates, eyes bright, and laughter loud. God, she didn't really know the guy but she was in love with his laughter. She wondered if his real-life personality was anything like his stage persona.

Her head was throbbing from staring at her computer screen, so she shut it down and grabbed her phone. She opened up Spottily and queued up a 5 Seconds of Summer playlist. Ember walked to the bathroom and tossed her phone on the counter commanding her Amazon Echo Dot to take over playing the Spotify list. She gulped down a few ibuprofen to mitigate her headache and eye strain before stripping off her pajamas; then Ember jumped in the tub to take a relaxing bubble bath.

Forty-five minutes later, Ember was out of the shower and changing into clean clothes. She laughed to herself as the song "She Looks So Perfect" poured out from the Echo Dot in her bathroom. Standing there in her underwear, she settled on her favorite dark wash skinny jeans and super soft maroon Henley. Ember loved how the three delicate snaps on the front crept from her cleavage to collarbone to accentuated her breasts without flaunting them.

Ember's stomach growled and she realized it was nearly dinner time already. She skipped breakfast in favor of coffee, and she was much to occupied with her Ashton reconnaissance to eat lunch. She rifled through her freezer until she pulled out a frozen dinner.

When the dinner tray was in the oven, Ember returned her attention to her phone again, internally debating if she should message Ashton back. She reasoned with herself that she should message him back in case he was going to be cranky and report to Uber that she stole something he lost. Ember clicked open a new text message and carefully composed a message: Hi, this is Ember from Uber. Sorry you 'forgot' something in my car last night. ;) It was a pleasure chatting with you during your rides, hope you have a great day!

Less than a minute later, Ember's phone dinged with a reply. Her fingers shook nervously as she unlocked her phone.

Ashton: Hey. lol I wish I could have gotten it back last night ;) hope your day has been good!

Ember's heart raced. Was he trying to flirt with her? She quickly tapped out a reply: I put my phone on do not disturb and went straight to bed. I'm too old to stay out late haha.

Again, another reply from Ashton: Lol understandable but I wouldn't say all that.

Ember was baffled beyond belief; she quickly shot back a reply: Why's that?

Seconds later, Ashton replied: Age doesn't mean anything.

She was confused. So so confused. But she put on a brave face and silently thanked all of her friends in the undergraduate program for her keeping her young during grad school. Quickly she tapped out another reply: Definitely not. I'm a firm believer that you're only as old as you think you are.

Several long minutes went by, and Ember's oven timer sounded, letting her know that her frozen dinner was ready. She was pulling it out of the oven when she heard her phone ding, vibrating in place on the couch. She peeled away the foil cover to let it cool for a few minutes before returning to the phone. Ashton agreed with her theory.

Ashton: Exactly, that's a great belief to have.

She read Ashton's latest reply and let the conversation quietly die.

The rest of her afternoon was business as usual. Homework, laundry, errands. She was in a great mood and almost ready to login to her Uber app. She grabbed her jacket and shuffled down the hallway and out to her SUV. She drove over to the gas station across the street where she needed to top off her gas tank, wash her windows, and grab her customary Diet Coke.

Within a minute of logging into her Uber app, Ember was off to her first pickup of the night. It was Friday night and business was hopping! Several hours went by but Ember didn't even notice because the back-to-back pickups kept her busy. 10:30pm rolled around and the app was quieting down. Ember took advantage of the lull and pulled into the parking lot of a restaurant open 24/7 to sneak in and use the bathroom.

As she approached her car, her phone dinged, signaling a new text. It was Ashton: Driving tonight?

Ember wasn't sure what to say, so she tapped out: Yes

Ashton: Lol I just ordered one, wish it was you.

Ember rolled to a stop at a red light and quickly replied, feeling brave: Cancel?

Ashton fired back: They just pulled up....

Ember spotted an empty parking spot and carefully swooped in so she could focus on her phone.

Ember: That's tragic...

Ashton: Wish I could see you

Ember: Where are you heading?

Ashton: Downtown

Ember was at a loss for what to say. She was thinking when her phone dinged again.

Ashton: Don't you want to see me?

Ember: Well..... maybe if I get a drop off downtown I'll message you for your location and stop by to say hello.

Ashton: Just to say hello?

Ember knew she was sliding down a slippery slope, but chatting with this boy was outside her comfort zone and it excited her.

Then without warning she got a pickup request at a bar 15 minutes away from her. Knowing the crowd who patronized that bar, she was probably heading out to the countryside at least 25 minutes from town to drive them home.

As Ember pulled up to the curb at her passengers pickup location, she clicked the button to confirm her arrival. She minimized her Uber app and shot Ashton one last message: Heading to drop someone off out in the country. It'll be at least an hour, maybe longer, until I'm back downtown.

Although it was dark, Ember expertly navigated her way through the countryside with her passengers. A sleepy, and likely inebriated, late 20-something male sat immediately behind her. His female counterpart sat beside him in the back seat. She chatted animatedly with Ember, completely convinced that she and Ember had met before. Finally, Ember pulled into her passengers driveway and put the car in park so the duo could get out safely. Once they were out the car she shifted into reverse and stepped lightly on the gas. Nothing happened. Ember was stuck; her poor SUV was billowing smoke out from the engine. She quickly popped the hood latch and jumped out of the car while her male passenger came running over and they both stared at the engine in disbelief as it spewed an unrecognizable fluid all over the driveway. It was black out and neither of them could tell what was going on with the car. Ember wanted to cry.

The wife urged her to come sit in the kitchen with her while they figured out what to do. Reluctantly, Ember followed her into the house and dialed her roadside assistance hotline. While she waited on hold, she tapped out a message to Ashton: Raincheck on seeing you. My car is acting weird and I'm stuck out in the country waiting for a tow.

Moments later, her phone dinged. It was Ashton: Do you want me to call you an Uber? Ironic, huh...

Meanwhile, Ember was patched through to towing dispatch. "What do you mean you can't get a truck out here to tow me for three hours? It's already 2am! What if I find someone local? Can I pay them myself and submit for reimbursement?" Ember pleaded to the phone. After nodding a few times, she spoke again. "I'd really like to have my Subaru towed to my apartment building until the dealership opens up on Monday morning, then on Monday I'll need to have it towed to Subaru."

Satisfied with their response, Ember promised to call back and cancel the roadside assistance tow when she found someone who could be there sooner then hung up.

Ember wanted to cry again. Tim, her male passenger, chimed in, sobering up slightly. "I'm a mechanic and my buddy lives up the road. He runs a tow company. He owes me a favor and I'd love to drag his ass out of bed. Can I call him for you?"

Grateful, Ember agreed and waited quietly while Tim made a phone call. As Tim spoke to his buddy on the phone, Ember watched Tim nod his head. "Yeah, she drives a Subaru so you'll need something that can pull all-wheel drive."

Tim turned to Ember, "My buddy Dan will be here in about 30 minutes to tow you home. Feel free to hang out downstairs until he gets here."

Ember could have hugged him. "Thank you so much for helping me out, you're a huge lifesaver."

"Ah, it's no problem. You got us home safe. I just wish I was more sober to take a better look under your car," Tim chuckled.

Ember sat back down to call her roadside assistance hotline to cancel their dispatch with the three hour wait. When she hung up, her Snapchat app notified her that she had a new friend request. Ember almost freaked out. The user who added her was @ashton5sos.

She accepted his request and sent him a selfie captioned: Worst night ever. Car is broken. Waiting to be towed home.

Within seconds she had a reply. Ashton sent a selfie back: How about that Uber? ;)

Ember immediately snapped another selfie: lol that's super ironic but I'm going to wait here with my car. I'll probably be home in a few hours.

Ashton was waiting for her snap because his response came back in rapid succession. This time, he was shirtless and the snap showed only his tanned torso and sculpted shoulders... Are you sure? I could make your night a hell of a lot better...

Ember wanted so badly to screen capture that snap, but she knew she'd look like a fool if she did so instead she tried committing it to memory. In that moment she felt too old to be having this sort of conversation with someone so young, yet alone so famous. So she sent her final snap, a shot of her shoes. Sorry buttercup, I'm going home and going to bed.

Ashton shot back another selfie, this time it was his beautiful lips posed in a pout, shadowed by the dim light. Bae? Try me when you get home. I'd love to come over and sleep. Nothing more.

Ember switched over to the chat feature, not knowing what else to snap. Bae? Oh boy, now things are getting serious. I'm much too old for that word.

She watched Ashton's emoji pop up and could see he was typing: Age is just a number, bae. *kissy face emoji*

Ember could see lights in the driveway and hear tires in the snow, so she peered out the window to see that the tow truck had arrived. She and Tim both hurried outside. When the cold winter air hit Ember's face, she clicked open the car locks and grabbed her winter jacket from the driver's seat. It was was icy cold. Why hadn't she thought to bring it in to warm up.

It took nearly 25 minutes to get the Subaru all strapped onto the tow trailer. Ember told Tim thank you, again, and said goodbye as she hopped into the passenger seat of the tow truck.

It was a few minutes past 4 am when the Subaru was unloaded into Ember's parking lot and the tow truck left. She snapped a picture of her disabled car and e-mailed a copy of her receipt to herself. Feeling depressed that she was going to lose out on time driving and she was going to spend all of her rent money to fix her car, Ember trudged her way inside. She quickly undressed, changed into pajamas and fed her kitty.

Right before she crawled into bed, she sent a text to Ashton attached to a picture of her car. Got my car towed back to my apartment okay. Thanks for try to cheer me up tonight... Goodnight!

Ember put her phone on Do Not Disturb and quickly fell into a deep sleep.

READ PART 3.

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How can one be so adorable? He's so precious it hurts. I love him so much

[sappy-seresin]

I promise (a.i.)

I stared out the window, silently taking in the beauty of the brilliant colors of the orange and red fall leaves. They fell to the ground by the hundreds, making the earth around me appear as though it had been set ablaze by a wildfire. 

There were things that I needed to do. Homework to tend to, laundry to be done, the list actually dragged on, but I couldn’t move. The surrounding world captivated me, pulling me in so deep that I couldn’t tear my focus from it. 

I was so lost in studying what was happening outside my window that it wasn’t until I felt a pair of arms wrap around my waist that I realized Ashton was home. 

“Babe, are you alright?” He asked after pressing a soft kiss to my neck. I stared ahead of me, still caught in a daze, as he rested his chin on my shoulder. “Babe,” He stated a moment later, picking his head up.

“Hm?” I mumbled, shaking myself out of my daze.

“Are you alright? You seem pretty out of it,” He questioned looking at me carefully. I smiled at his concern before turning around in his arms to press a kiss to his lips. 

“I’m fine,” I murmured nuzzling into his chest. I curled the fabric of his shirt into my cold hands before continuing, “I’m stuck in a fall state of mind.”

He giggled at my response before wrapping me into his warm embrace. Pressing a gentle kiss to my head he lightheartedly said, “I should’ve known, fall always gets in your head.”

I looked up at him and smiled, before turning around to look back at the outdoor view. We stood together in silence as I allowed my mind to trail off again, even more, content with Ash in my company. 

“It’s just so captivating,” I breathed quietly, leaning into him. 

“Just don’t let it take you away from me,” he whispered against my hair, “not again.”

My heart had stopped beating momentarily as his words reached my ears. I immediately sobered out of my daze as my dreamy heart fell. 

I turned around again as guilt ate away at my heart. I placed my hands on his cheeks in an attempt to get him to look at me, but now it was him who seemed to be lost in his thoughts. “Ash, I-” 

“It’s okay,” he whispered looking down at me, “I just worry sometimes.” He smiled softly, but his eyes showed that there was more than he was telling me. 

“You don’ t have to worry about me anymore, I’m in a much better state of mind now,” I stated assuringly, trying not to think about the time in my life that he was referring to. He stared deep into my eyes with a slight frown on his lips before he heaved a heavy sigh, causing his shoulders to slump. 

“I know, it’s just that I-,” he paused for a moment as if to gather his thoughts, “You started off in a good state of mind and then you started losing yourself in the world around you, piece by piece until there was seemingly nothing else for you to lose. You would argue that you were okay, and I think we both believed you at first until you were in so deep we were unsure how to get you out. The more engrossed you became with the world, the farther you tore yourself away from me. The way you looked at me was by far the worst part of it all. Your loving glances turned into an empty gaze as you fell deeper and deeper away from me. I literally watched the light fade from your eyes when you stared at me which was honestly the most heart-shattering thing for me to experience. It was like I was watching you fall out of love with me, and I couldn’t handle it. I-I can’t do that again.” His voice faded into a whisper as his voice wavered more and more. 

“Gosh Ashton,” I murmured wrapping him in my arms, “I’m so sorry.” 

“Just, don’t leave me, not again,” He breathed against my neck, his hair slightly tickling the area. 

“Never again, I promise,” I murmured reassuringly, looking back at the fall scene on the other side of the window.  

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Clearing out my camera roll 8637/?

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calums face when somebody tells a joke and you have to fight back the “thats what she said”