Isaac Lahey x Reader : Theft Of The Heart
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Story Summary: You are new at the Beacon Hills High school and catch the attention of a certain lacrosse player. Being too shy to interact properly leads to awkward situations.
Notes: This was in my WIPs for so long omg.
Word count of this fic: 2.6K words. One-shot.
Warnings: None. It’s funny (I hope) fluff.
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It was the first day at a new school after having moved to Beacon Hills with your family two weeks ago.
After one week, you were already hired at a small local grocery store.
Today was the start of a new direction in life and it was nerve wracking.
Making friends at a new school was never easy, but at Beacon Hill’s High you were rather quickly approached by Lydia who was now sitting next to you on the tribunes watching the lacrosse game.
You didn’t know who to cheer for, only knew to cheer for the ones wearing Beacon Hills uniforms.
Lydia did try to point at some players and name them, saying they were friends of her.
But they ran across the field constantly, so you barely had a chance to really spot them. You had to strain your eyes to be able to follow the game.
She on the other hand seemed to focus all her attention on player twenty-four.
You just tried to keep your eyes on who had the ball in their possession.
Player fourteen was running towards the opponent’s goal.
“Lydia, I think that one is going to score.” You nudged her arm and she snapped her attention to the player running at the goal.
Isaac had the ball and was running towards the goal of the opponents, his team mates where giving him cover. He was sure of victory, that was until he saw a new face sitting on the tribunes watching the game.
A pretty face…
It was too late to avoid the collision with a player from the other team and he ended up taking a fall.
The ball and victory was lost.
Scott hurried over to his fallen friend.
“What are you doing?! Did you fall asleep or something?” Scott helped him up from the ground.
Isaac mumbled the excuse “I tripped.”
“You alright?” Scott scanned him for injuries.
“Yeah…” Isaac nodded, attention continuously darting to the tribunes.
Scott snapped his fingers in front of his face “Hey, heads up. Keep your mind on the game.”
Isaac pulled his eyes away from the tribunes and tried to focus on what his friend was telling him “Got it.”
Scott patted him on the shoulder “Alright, cover me.”
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At lunch, Scott noticed the way his friend’s attention kept being pulled to you sitting at a table with some of the other new students.
He nudged his elbow with his own, Isaac looked a little startled at Scott.
“What?” Isaac asked him a little agitated that he was pulled out of his daydreaming.
Scott just gave him a knowing look, trying his hardest not to laugh even just a little at Isaac’s reaction.
“She’s new.” Scott opened the door to the conversation.
Isaac cleared his throat, suddenly trying very hard not to look in your direction again “Who’s new?”
Scott snorted, shaking his head as he deadpanned “The girl that cost us a point in the game.”
Isaac frowned at him before he realized what Scott was really trying to say “I don’t know what you’re talking about.”
“Oh, please. You’ve been staring at her since the second you saw her sitting in the tribunes with Lydia. Don’t even try to deny it.” Scott chuckled at his friend’s desperate attempt to hide the instant interest Isaac had for you.
“I’m not staring at her.” He bit the words at Scott and looked around him to see if no one was listening in on their conversation “..I thought I recognized her from somewhere. That’s all.”
“Yeah. You recognized her from when you let the other team knock you to the ground because you were too focused on her instead of the game.” Scott could tell with ease that Isaac was trying to bullshit his way out of this.
Isaac finally snapped “Okay, fine! Maybe I was looking at her, so what?”
“Go talk to her.” Scott said as if it was that simple.
Isaac lowered his voice “What?! No way.”
Now that Scott had him confessing, he wasn’t going to let it go so quickly “Why not?”
Isaac spoke fast, anxiety laced in his voice “Because I don’t know her. I don’t even know her name, what would I even say?”
“Ask for her name.” Scott said casually.
Isaac scoffed and turned away from him “You’re no help.”
“Chicken.” Scott muttered quietly, knowing damn well that Isaac could still pick up on it.
Isaac was about to reply when he saw you stand up from your seat at the table and walk in their direction. He felt himself freeze up completely, Scott’s eyes darted between you and Isaac as you walked past their table while chatting with one of the other new girls.
It was then that Scott failed to hold his quiet laughter at seeing Isaac look at you like a deer in headlights.
His poor friend seemed so rattled by your presence at the school that it made Isaac fall completely silent the closer you got to him.
A little help would be needed.
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The days flew by, it was weekend before you knew it.
The place you worked at in the weekends was a small but busy shop. The work that had to be done everyday surpassed the staff that was available. In other words, you spend your time constantly hurrying from one chore to the other.
You were stocking the shelves while keeping an eye on the checkout area.
You often were so concentrated that you kind of zoned out sometimes, it was why you had failed to see him approach you.
“Hi…” His voice pulled you out of your concentration.
You turned and your eyes met with a pair of blue ones. You fumbled with the box containing a piece of soap as you were faced with someone you had seen around school before but had never talked to.
You knew he was handsome, but having him stand so close to you made you realize how truly good looking he actually was.
The tall, curly haired, blue eyed boy. The sight of him was enough for you to develop a small crush.
“Hi…” You greeted him after composing yourself, he was still a customer “Can I help you?”
He nodded, appearing a little nervous “Uh yeah, I’m looking for the…the uh…”
Another guy approached, one who’s name you thought was Scott, if you had heard Lydia right…
Scott looked at his struggling friend deciding to end this struggle “He’s looking for the feminine hygiene section.”
“Oh.” You believed it was why he had looked so nervous “Please, follow me. I’ll show you where it is.”
They both walked at a distance behind you and you were unaware of how Scott smacked a hand against Isaac’s shoulder and gestured in your direction.
Isaac quickly looked in your direction hoping you hadn’t noticed it before he glared at his friend.
“Here it is.” You stopped in front of the shelves filled with the many products “Anything else I can help you with?”
You were already starting to turn away, ready to go back to the work you were doing.
Scott saw Isaac struggle to find a good excuse to make you stay around them a little longer.
“Uhm… I uh…” He stammered again.
You waited patiently for him to form a sentence.
Scott sighed before speaking up again “Could you help us find the tampons?”
Isaac’s eyes snapped to Scott, why couldn’t he ask you to help him find anything else in this store?
He never should have mentioned to Scott that he thought you were pretty. But then again, Scott had probably noticed days ago when he caught him staring at you on the field. It was why he had collided with a player from the opposite team.
“It’s for a friend.” Isaac cleared his throat, not daring to look you in the eye.
“Sweet of you to come and buy it for them.” You send him a smile.
At that his eyes found yours, even though he felt very embarrassed, seeing your smile made him less self-conscious about all of this.
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“The women’s hygiene section?!?” Isaac snapped at Scott the second he walked out the store.
Scott snorted at his reaction “What? Girls like a guy who is comfortable buying that sort of stuff.”
“Thanks a lot.” Isaac huffed.
Scott shrugged his shoulders, a quiet laugh escaped “Not my fault you failed to think of a better excuse to talk to her. Besides, she said it was sweet.”
It got on Isaac’s already delicate nerves “Yeah, well, now she’ll think this ‘friend’ is someone I’m dating. Ever think of that?”
Scott waved it away “You know what? Now that you know where she works, you can talk to her yourself. Just think of some question about a product and go ask her for help.”
He wasn’t sure of the plan “She’ll think I’m stalking her.”
Scott saw right through all the excuses of his shy friend “Isaac… it’s a shop. People go in there and ask questions every day. You’re not the only one, okay?”
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On Sunday, you were sticking security stickers on the more expensive items in the store. Everything over nine dollars needed one to prevent it from being stolen.
The door of the store opened and in walked the handsome boy you had barely been able to talk to yesterday. Maybe you could at least find out his name today.
With one of the make-up mirrors up for sale, you quickly inspected your appearance before placing it back.
You were in the corner where the make-up was and saw him walk in your direction, stop and then walk the other way.
Oh…
Was he too shy? Or just not interested?
With the roll of security stickers in your hand, a plan formed.
You took one sticker off the roll and waited until he was looking at something. When he was looking at cereals, you walked past him and stuck the sticker to the elbow of his sleeve without stopping.
A customer was waiting at the register and it was the perfect excuse to have walked past him.
You rang up their items and helped the old lady put them in her bag, then handed it to her “Here you go, thank you and have a nice day.”
The lady gave a broad smile and left with her groceries.
Before you could leave the register, the handsome boy walked up and placed a single box of cereals on the counter.
“Good morning.” You made an effort to give him your sweetest smile.
He blinked a few times before finding his voice “Uh…good morning.”
That shy smile of his was adorable…
You accidentally knocked over the box and he reached for it at the same time as you.
His hand landed on yours, you froze, he froze…
With a nervous laugh, you broke the awkward tension and he quickly withdrew his hand.
“Sorry, I’m clumsy.” You apologized and rang up the box of cereals.
“It’s fine. So, am I.” He said.
You had grown quite nervous and felt yourself withdraw in your shell of shyness “That will be three dollars, please.”
He pulled some coins from his pockets and put them on the counter for you to count.
After counting them, you picked the change up and offered it to him “Your change.”
“Ah, nah. Uhm, you can keep it.” He was nearly caught staring a you.
“You sure?” You asked.
He gave a nod “Yeah.”
You smiled at him, appreciating the kind gesture “Thanks. I hope you have a good day.”
Poor Isaac was trying to think of something to say and when that didn’t work, he replied “Thanks. You too.”
There you stood, watching him head for the door, the boy who’s name you still didn’t know…
And then, the alarm of the store went off.
Oh, gosh…
You had almost forgotten about the security sticker and hurried over to him.
He looked ridiculously nervous and you felt a pang of guilt.
Even when he was sure he had not stolen a thing, Isaac began to search his pockets “Ah, crap…”
Oh, no…
“Oh! Wait… hold on for a sec…” You quickly pulled the tag from his sleeve, holding it up for him to see.
Realization dawned on him “That’s what set the alarm off? I don’t know how it got on me…”
You smiled like a sinner in church “Oh…it happens all the time here.”
He quirked a brow at you “Oh. Weird.”
“Anyway… sorry for bothering you. I hope I’ll see you in the store again and that this didn’t scare you off.” You stammered nervously.
He nodded quickly, a shy smile growing on his face “Yeah. Don’t worry, you’ll see me again.”
You nodded nervously, feeling like a fool for doing all this.
“I’m Isaac.” He suddenly blurted out and held out his hand.
You blinked twice before you took his hand in yours and shook it “Y/n.”
He looked almost flustered now “Nice to meet you. I wanted to get a chance to talk to you but I didn’t mean for it to happen like this.”
Did he think that you believed he would stick a security sticker on himself to get your attention? This was getting more and more ridiculous.
“I uh…” You stammered.
“Sorry if this is weird or something, I just-” He sounded so timid and sweet.
“I stuck the sticker on you.” You finally confessed.
Isaac frowned for a second “Why would you-… oh.”
A smirk spread across his face “So instead of trying a pick up line, you try to frame me for theft?”
“No! No, of course not I was just shy and stupid and -” You covered your face with your hands in shame.
He chuckled at your reaction “Don’t worry. It worked.”
What?
WHAT?!?
You couldn’t believe your shenanigans had actually worked on him.
The relief you felt was instant and you hoped to break the ice completely “But if you want a cheesy pick up line…we are supposed to tag everything above nine dollars. So I guess that means you’re a ten.”
His mouth was a little agape now and he chuckled “That uh… that’s not bad.”
You hummed in agreement.
Isaac scrambled all his courage together “Now that we’re on the topic of numbers… what’s yours?”
Your smile could not have been broader, you couldn’t believe that someone as cute as him would ask for your number.
Then you quickly looked around you for a piece of paper and a pen “Hang on… I’ll write it down for you.”
Isaac realized you were looking for something to write your number down on. He quickly took his phone from his pocket.
“Here. You can put it in my phone…if you want?” He clumsily handed you his phone, almost dropping it twice.
You gladly took the phone from him and added your number to his contact list, then handed him back the phone “Here you go.”
It was as if he couldn’t believe you had actually given him your number “Thanks…I’ll call you soon.”
You truly hoped he was being honest and that he would actually call you.
The both of you were suddenly interrupted when your boss asked you why you weren’t busy doing your job at the moment.
So you said a quick goodbye to Isaac and got back to work.
You were waiting for the familiar ringtone all day, waiting for his call.
Only at ten that evening did Isaac find enough courage to call and ask you out.
And of course, you said yes.
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Outed Secret Affair
Characters: Kelly Lord, Original Female Character (Liliana), Lord Family
Summary: Kelly joins his family in Spain and introduce his secret wife to them.
Word count: 1000+
Warnings: curses and the casual family dynamic
A/N: this is my formal invitation for you all to start writing about this show and my favorite flamboyant cause like, we’re dry on that:’)
Credits: photos from Pinterest, editing app is picsart
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The arrived at Costa Del Sol, she felt his heartbeat go faster with every move he made closer to the big mansion in which his family resided in for the time being, she knew how terribly they treated him, how they thought of him to be nothing but a screw up, even with everything that he did for the family.
She held his hand "it will be alright love" she said softly as she gave his hand the gentlest squeeze "I don't think I want to return to them, let's just go back to south London while we still can" he replied, looking at her with pleading eyes "Kelly! They are in time of grief, they need you to be by their side, once all is done, we can return to our little love nest in south London" she replied, he took a minute to himself then nodded, leading the way inside, his hand not leaving hers.
"Kelly! My sweet darling" Mint Ma was the first to greet the middle son, followed by the rest of their family members, soon the whole Lord family gathered around him, she smiled, and to think he was terrified of this, he caught up with everyone then walked to her side "everyone, I would like to introduce my... better half, Liliana Lord" you waved a hello, they remained quiet for a moment, taking the information in "your better half? when did that happen?" the blond sibling said, she assumed it was Len, Leonard or something like that "it's... it's been happening for a while" Kelly replied nervously.
"Fucking hell!" his father shouted in disbelief "you mush? You've been sneaking around with this bitch?" his father demanded "dad, please-" Kelly said softly, his gained confidence all seemed to disappear, Gene laughed then walked to his brother, patting his shoulder "good for you!" he said, he was the first to welcome the poor woman and shake her hand "welcome to the family, you'll find us quite odd" he warned, she nodded "oh I've heard stories, I shall be fine" Liliana replied.
Kelly excused himself, taking the poor woman with him and retreated upstairs to find an empty room for them to rest, holding her hand while their luggage was in his free hand "I- I'm sorry about them" he mumbled once the two of them were alone, she smiled and caressed his cheek softly "don't worry about it love, I can handle them as long as you don't let them affect you so badly" she warned, he nodded.
The family had a second bomb dropping on them, Eddy, Cindy's son's arrival with the two of them, they focused more on him than on the stranger woman, which gave her a sense of relief.
Kelly ended up going on a mission with his brother, Gene as soon as he got some rest, she didn't see him for the rest of the day, while Liliana remained with Cindy and Mint Ma, they had about a thousand of questions about you, which was only fair, a strange woman walking into their lives out of the sudden and announces that she is married to one of the boys for a while.
Liliana only saw him again at night when he returned to their temporary love nest, he seemed quite upset, she frowned "what happened?" she asked immediately, she was already in her nightwear, preparing to sleep "let's just go back, right now" he whispered "he- he fucking shushed me in front of people!" his tone became louder "and that twat! He- they don't need me Lil, they think of me as a joke!" he sat on the bed, his voice cracking at the last part.
Liliana stood right in front of him and leaned down "and what do you think of you? Are you a joke?" he looked at her surprised by the question "I-" he opened his mouth to speak, she felt his hesitation so she offered him the best comforting smile there is "no, I don't" he whispered "then I believe you, they don't know you enough to judge you anyways" she assured him, embracing him in a tight hug "I'll show them all" he whispered again "how about you think less of them and more of you? You don't owe them anything, you don't have to show them anything"
He wasn't convinced, she knew from the look on his face "have you eaten anything?" she asked, he shook his head a no, she pulled away and put on her robe "how about... you take off that shirt of yours and relax for a minute while I bring you something to eat? Perhaps throw in some fancy booze to celebrate our first night in Costa Del Sol?" he nodded at her suggestion almost immediately.
She giggled and placed a single kiss on his forehead then walked downstairs, she headed towards the kitchen, Mint Ma was there, enjoying a glass of whiskey and some smoke "is Kelly alright?" she nodded "why wouldn't he be?" Liliana asked, the woman didn't bother looking at the other who was preparing a tray for the two of them "you seem like a sweet lass, I admit that I was shocked when I learned of someone like yourself, settling for someone like my boy" she said, grabbing Liliana's attention "but be careful, my boy... he is a sweetheart but he is not always right in the head" she added, warningly.
"I know, I've seen it all, there's nothing I haven't seen before, nothing that I can't handle, however, thank you for telling me" she said as she held the tray, it had a bottle of champagne, two glasses and leftovers "I hope you are right, I'd hate for something bad to happen to you" Mint Ma added.
Liliana found her words unsettling, she's been with him for years, if he was to hurt her, it would've happened by now "good night Mint Ma" she said before heading upstairs.
Kelly noticed the look on her face, as if she just saw a ghost, he adjusted his sitting position to be more alerted "is everything alright dove?" she nodded "it is nothing" she immediately placed a smile on her face, closing the door behind as she approached him "did someone say something to you?" she nodded "it doesn't matter love, I promise" he wanted to protest but his priorities was her at the moment "I'll make it right, I'll show them-", "don't, show me instead, show me that we can have a fun night together"
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Troy Otto x OFC (Megan Harris)
English is not my first language. OFC Megan Harris - childhood friend of Troy, Jake and Mike
"I don't understand what you see in him," Alicia muttered, shaking her head, seeing another showdown between the Otto brothers. Always the good man, Jake did not like the methods of his younger brother, who perceived threats to his address with a satisfied grin. He knew Jake wouldn't do anything to him, and Jeremiah was dead. Now the younger Otto's hands are untied, and he was going to clean up the farm, considering it his duty. To protect his people from the zombie invasion, Troy was ready to do anything, even forced killings, which neither his brother nor the recently arrived Clarks liked at all. In a short time, Madison somehow managed to gain credibility with the locals, which Troy did not really like, although he tried to ignore it, not perceiving Madison as a danger.
"What are you talking about?" without taking her eyes off from the disputants, asked Meg.
"Don't pretend," Clark sighed wearily, noticing how her friend's eyes were constantly following the younger Otto. "I can see the way you're looking at Troy. You clearly have something more than just friendship. After all, you didn't look at Mike like that, and neither did at Jake now."
"Jake has always been like an older brother to me," the girl explained, folding her arms on her chest. "He was covering for us all, keeping an eye on us. And Mike..." her heart skipped uncomfortably when her brain involuntarily reminded her of what had become of an old childhood friend, "Mike, Troy and I were inseparable. Jeremiah sometimes made fun of us that one day we would make a love triangle."
"And what?" Alicia didn't understand the hint.
"And that's not going to happen," Megan said flatly, finally deigning to pay attention to Clark. "I’ve never felt anything but friendship for Mike. And Troy... well, he's not the type to build a relationship with, if you haven't noticed. Therefore, the prophecy of old Otto is not destined to come true."
Meg was clearly aware that she was now openly lying to her so-called friend, but she didn't need to know that. In fact, Jeremiah was right. They had the notorious love triangle, which was difficult to avoid. When they were still teenagers, in view of the limited circle of communication, Mike began to feel something more for Megan besides friendship. For several years, he persistently drowned these feelings in himself, confessing them only after a drunken party that Meg and Otto brothers arranged for him in honor of his eighteenth birthday.
When Jake and Troy were asleep near the campfire, Mike invited Meg for a little walk, where under the influence of alcohol and confessed his feelings. Drunk, he even climbed up to kiss her, but immediately received a slap in the face, which instantly sobered him. The shock and fear in Megan's eyes haunted him for a long time, although in the morning they agreed to keep that situation a secret and behave as if nothing had happened.
The girl understood that she did not feel the same feelings for Mike that he felt for her, so she simply could not give him false hopes, believing that it was better to stop such things in the bud in order to cause less pain to each other. By that time, her heart was completely occupied with the youngest of Otto brothers, but he was far from romantic.
When the conversation between the girls ended, Jake and Troy's argument was over too. Troy, being on edge, went straight to the jeeps, climbing into one of them to go to unwind. That's when he noticed Clark and Harris watching them and decided to drive there first. Realizing this, Alicia hurried after her boyfriend, leaving her friend alone to deal with the younger Otto.
"Do you want to take a little walk, Megs?" he addressed her through the open window on the passenger side.
"Did you have a fight with Jake again?" already knowing the answer, Megan decided to ask this question anyway.
"It's nothing," Troy waved off, although his firm grip on the steering wheel proved that he was still angry. "My brother, as always, pretends to be a saint, not realizing that everything I do is for the protection of our people. But I know you've always understood me, right?"
"What makes you think that?" and, not daring to move, she asked again.
"Because you love me," Otto replied with a satisfied grin, which made Meg's insides clench with fear. The girl did not want her friend to ever find out about her unrequited love for him. This secret was supposed to go with her to the grave. "Come on, Megs, I'm kidding," seeing how Harris tensed up from these words, Troy confessed and laughed. "But this does not negate the fact that you are the only one of all people who is always on my side and supports me. You're the only one I can rely on in this damn world of lies and hypocrisy. So, will you take a ride with me?" he returned to the first question. "If we're lucky, we'll kill a couple of walkers on the way. Come on, I know you like it."
"The hell with you," Megan muttered, rolling her eyes, once again reproaching herself for not being able to refuse a person she cared about, and opened the passenger door.
"Yes!" Troy exclaimed, slapping the steering wheel. "I knew you wouldn't leave me alone!"
"In your dreams, Otto," feeling a surge of energy and adrenaline, the girl grinned. "You and I are in the same bundle. Forever."
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