#louis partridge x y/n

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𝙄𝙉 𝘼 𝙒𝙊𝙍𝙇𝘿 𝙁𝙐𝙇𝙇 𝙊𝙁 𝙈𝙀𝙉, 𝙃𝙀’𝙎 𝘼 𝙂𝙀𝙉𝙏𝙇𝙀𝙈𝘼𝙉

pairing: lorenzo berkshire x fem!slytherin!reader

genre: fluff, sweetheart enzo, brief suggestive content, enzo is a big softie basically

summary: in a world filled with men, there’s lorenzo berkshire, a sweetheart and gentleman

Lorenzo Berkshire was a sweetheart.

Everybody knew that the down to earth Slytherin couldn’t hurt a fly even if he wanted to, and weirdly did not fit the stereotypical mean Slytherin persona despite hanging with Draco and his friends.

In fact, a lot of things that Lorenzo did were out of the ordinary for his crowd of people. Whenever Draco would pull a first year by their backpacks so their bodies would fling back, Lorenzo always muttered an apology after, offering the first year a cookie the next day. It was just who he was; he was a sweet boy, and that often meant he was also very clueless.

Sure, he was smart in his classes, but in everything else? Lorenzo was practically the virgin of all virgins.

“Her eyes are up here Enzo,” Pansy teased, watching as Lorenzo’s eyes finally shifted off your chest to look at Pansy in the eyes.

“Huh?”

“Well I know they’re nice,” you tease further, “but it’s rude to stare, y’know.”

“Oh,” Lorenzo’s eyebrows furrow, clearly confused. He’s either great at playing the dumb role or he genuinely has no idea what you and Pansy are inciting.

“What do you mean?” Lorenzo then moves his hand over to touch the gold colored necklace on your neck. “I was just looking at the new necklace you got. It’s nice.”

Oh. You didn’t think anyone would notice your new necklace. You bought it over the holidays when you went back home with your family, and had just started wearing it now.

“Thanks Enzo,” you say, placing a kiss on his cheek. He pulls back flustered, but he mutters a you’re welcome under his breath.

“LO BOY!” Lorenzo is quickly pulled into a headlock by no other than Draco Malfoy, who seems to find his friend struggling hilariously funny. “Oh what’s wrong Lo? Got your head in a knot?”

“Boys.” You and Pansy mutter, rolling your eyes as you both get up from your seats, heading to the much more quiet Great Hall.

- - -

The next time you see Lorenzo is in your Potions class. He’s on the left of you, and you’re almost falling asleep at the boring lecture of your professor. He always seem to talk more than actually teach how to mix potions.

“Pssst,” Lorenzo mutters to your partner as he hands her a slip of paper. “Be a peach and pass it to Y/N?”

Your partner, who has developed a little crush on Lorenzo only blushes, accepting the piece of paper and tapping you on the shoulder.

“Here,” she says, “it’s from Lorenzo.”

Your eyebrows quirk up, slowly unfolding the crinkled paper.

Your hair is pretty today

You bite your lip, trying to suppress a smile. Lorenzo just knew how to swoon a girl over, didn’t he? He doesn’t even have to try and your knees would still feel weak.

So my hair isn’t pretty on other days?

You scribble down, passing it back to your partner who passes it to Lorenzo.

His eyes grow wide when he reads it, opting to shake his head quickly.

“Not what I meant,” Lorenzo mouths.

“I know,” you mouth back, giving him a smirk. “Thank you Enzo.”

And you both end up more pink than the potions that were made in class that day.

- - -

“What do you even do in your free time?” Theodore asks, poking Lorenzo’s cheek repeatedly to annoy him. “Like read?”

“Like read?” Lorenzo mimics back. “Yes, I read. You should too Teddy, it’d be good for you.”

Theodore rolls his eyes, “I don’t need to read. And don’t call me Teddy.”

When you arrive in the dining hall, Theodore and Lorenzo already make a space for you to sit in between them. Usually, Pansy and Draco would be sitting across from the three of you, but today, they were off doing Godric knows what.

“Pans and Draco not here today?” Lorenzo asks, still focusing on the assignment he was finishing up before dinner ends.

“Nope,” you say, popping the p. “No idea what they’re doing.”

“Oh,” Theodore chuckles, “I have a few ideas.”

That makes the two of you burst out laughing, and Lorenzo finally looks up from his paper.

“What?” He asks. “What’s so funny?”

“Oh Enzo,” Theodore places a hand on his friend’s back, “never change.”

Lorenzo rolls his eyes, shrugging Theodore’s hand off. “Whatever that means.”

When Theodore finally heads off to the Slytherin common room, you and Lorenzo are left alone, the small conversations of the other students surrounds the two of you.

“Working hard on that assignment,” you say quietly to Lorenzo, bringing up your hand to pull a few strings of hair that were poking his eyes.

“Well someone’s gotta be the smart one in our friend group,” he says teasingly.

“Oh, so you’re saying I’m not smart?” Your hands start to wander, coming to each of Lorenzo’s sides to tickle him. He was especially ticklish around his abdomen.

“H-hey! Stop that!” He laughs, pushing your hands away. “Okay okay, we’re both the smart ones.”

“And Pansy,” you add.

“And Pansy.”

- - -

When you walked out to the lake that sat across from the Slytherin common room, you didn’t expect to find Lorenzo feeding the ducks. He was crouching, softly throwing a few pieces of crushed up bread at the ducks that now surrounded him.

“What are you doing Lo?” You ask, walking beside him.

“Not too loud,” Lorenzo says, “you’ll scare them away.”

He continues doing what he does before he runs all out, deciding to finally turn to you and throw an arm around your shoulder. “Evening.”

“Evening Enzo,” you say, pressing a kiss to his cheek. It was out of habit, and you did it regularly, but it didn’t stop Lorenzo from blushing every time it happened.

“I was feeding the ducks,” he explains, although it was pretty clear what he was doing. “I like them, they’re nice and pretty. Draco sometimes throws rocks at them, so it’s kind of my way of apologizing for him.”

You ruffle Lorenzo’s hair slightly, giving him a small kiss on the cheek. “Oh Enzo, you sweetheart.” But he doesn’t hear you, instead, choosing to admire the scenery of the lake.

- - -

“You know what’d be funny?” Mattheo says, already laughing before he could get out the rest of his sentence. “If we pied the girls. Pansy and Y/N.”

Lorenzo’s ears perk up at this, but he keeps quiet. Why was his friends always looking to get into trouble?

“They’d totally kill us,” Theodore comments.

“That’s why we have to do it.”

The boys had already gotten two pies and their plan figured out before Lorenzo could stop them. He watched as they hide it behind their backs, approaching you and Pansy who were both engrossed in your conservation.

“Wait,” Lorenzo mumbles, quickly following his group of friends. When he sees their hand from their back move as they speak to you and Pansy, he steps in front of the two of you, getting hit straight in the face with the two pies.

“Huh..” Lorenzo says, wiping away the whipped cream that was covering his eyes. “Key lime.”

“Enzo,” you say, knowing that this was probably one of Mattheo or Draco’s dumb ideas again. “You guys apologize to Lorenzo right now.”

The three boys sigh defeatedly, muttering a quiet sorry to their brunette friend who’s still wiping the whipped cream from his face.

“Why’d you do that Enzo?” You ask him as the two of you sat down on the grass. You’d finally got all the whipped cream off his face with a towel, and although Enzo won’t admit it, he was kind of grateful he did end up getting pied. After all, a pretty girl was cleaning him up after all, and not just any pretty girl, his close friend.

“Cause you’re too pretty to get pied.” He shrugs, which makes you smirk.

“Too pretty?”

“Well yeah,”

You laugh at Lorenzo’s honesty, and finally, you lean in to give him a kiss on the lips instead of the side of his cheek.

“Did you just-”

“Shh,” you say, grabbing ahold of his hand. “Just let me appreciate you right now. In a world full of just men, you’re a gentleman Enzo.”

And Lorenzo only smiles, knowing he’s finally got the girl of his dreams.

[auras-moonstone]

girl, i’m in dire need of some jack angst!! (i know, i’m crazy for wanting my heart to be ripped out by your beautiful writing in the saddest way possible😂)

maybe he and the reader have been dating for a few months and have their first big fight, maybe he’s been a little too close to a girl the reader has been having weird gut feelings about. they break up after some harsh words were said, and a few weeks later the reader sees that he’s dating the girl he told her not to worry about 👀

a few months pass, and jack and the girl break up bc he can’t get over the reader, and he tries to win her back, but soon realises he lost her for good when he sees her ar an event or something with someone else, and it’s clear that they’re more than friends.

(i kinda envision this as actress!reader x jack. and the event could be the oscars + the reader’s new bf could also be an A list celeb)

lyrics that could inspire you:

“'Cause there we are again when I loved you so, Back before you lost the one real thing you've ever known” - All Too Well (Taylor’s Version)

“I'm sitting eyes wide open and I got one thing stuck in my mind, Wondering if I dodged a bullet or just lost the love of my life” - I Don’t Wanna Live Forever

thank you so much and i’m sorry if this req is all over the place 😂😂❣️

hii! this might be one of the saddest things i’ve written yet. hope you like it<3

break me like a promise — jack champion

word count: 2,949

pairing: jack champion x actress!fem!reader, louis partridge x fem!reader (brief).

summary: jack breaks y/n’s heart, and after ten months he is determined to win her back, he sees her being happy with someone else.

author’s note: when i read “readers new bf could be a celeb” i knew i had to include the other love of my life aka louis partridge aka london boy.

Y/N AND JACK HAD MET THROUGH JENNA ORTEGA. The latter and Y/N both worked for Netflix, so they bumped into each other in lots of events and eventually became super close. And, knowing how big of a Scream fan Y/N was, Jenna invited her over to set and that’s where she met Jack.

No one could deny that sparks flew instantly between them, not even the two people involved. And that scared Y/N a bit, because her last relationship had left her with insecurities and trust issues, and she wasn’t sure if she was ready to dive into another relationship.

Jack had been very understanding about it, and told her that they should start as friends. He assured her that he would wait as long as she needed to, that she was worth it. And after months and months of therapy, Y/N finally felt ready to try things with Jack.

They were in a lavender haze for months. Her relationship with Jack was unlike anything Y/N had experienced before. The love she felt for him was so strong that there was no way to put it into words. Jack was her best friend—he had held her hand as she healed, and drew stars around the scars that the previous relationship had left on her. And she never would have thought he was going to be the one who made the wounds bleed again.

Jealousy is often seen as a toxic feeling, and after talking with her shrink about it, Y/N came to a conclusion—the toxicity depends on the way you handle that feeling. So Y/N decided to put her fears on the table, instead of jumping into conclusions. That’s what she thought would be the most healthy thing to do. Jack would be honest with her, and the thoughts that had been eating her alive would disappear.

But as soon as she said the words and saw Jack’s expression of irritation, Y/N knew she should’ve kept her mouth shut.

“Seriously? I can’t have female friend now” Jack spat furiously.

“What?! Of course you can. That’s not what I’m saying” Y/N said calmly. “I just… she clearly has feelings for you. And I’m not saying you should stop hanging out with her, I just need to know if she’s just a friend to you… or if there is room for more.”

“I can’t fucking believe you’re telling me this.” he shook his head in disbelief.

“Jack, I’m not accusing you of cheating or anything, really. You’ve been spending so much time with her…” more than with me, she wanted to add. But that would make things worse. “and I just have this weird feeling. I need to know how you really feel, that’s it. If you tell me you don’t like her, I’ll believe you. But please be honest with me.”

“What I really feel is that you’re suffocating me with your shitty problems.” his demeanour was so calm, but his words were sharp as knives, and they cut right through her heart. She had trouble believing the words had actually left his mouth. “I’ve waited for you for months, I helped you through all of it. And now you’re making this shit up? Grow up.”

Y/N felt like throwing up. She felt like she was about to spit her heart. “You don’t mean that.” her voice broke. “In all of these months, when have I ever brought up one of your female friends? Not once. Because I know they are only friends. But with her, Jack, I just feel like there is something more. And yes, maybe I’m overthinking, but that’s why I’m asking. That’s it. I’m just asking, Jack.”

“Stop being so fucking paranoid. I get that your ex cheated on you, but stop seeing ghosts everywhere.”

“Why are you being so mean? Why are you avoiding the question? It’s simple, Jack. Do you have feelings for her?” Y/N asked, the knot in her throat grew in size when she noticed he couldn’t look her in the eyes. “Jack?”

“We’re just friends, jesus!” he said annoyed. Y/N wanted so bad to play dumb, to pretend she couldn’t see he was lying.

“You know I can read you like a book, right?” she asked softly, sad. “When you lie, you can’t look me in the eyes, you play with your hands and bite the inside of your cheeks.”

“Y/N… fucking drop it. I’m tired of this”

“We are over, Jack” she tried to walk towards the door, but he grabbed her and pulled her against his chest, trapping her in his arms.

He saw the tears steaming down her face and cursed himself. “Shit. No, please. Let’s talk. I’m sorry” he sound like he was about to cry, and Y/N knew she needed to leave. Because even though he had hurt her, the soft spot in her heart was still reserved for him.

“No, let’s just leave it like this because if you keep talking, I’m afraid I might end up resenting you, and I don’t want that.”

“I love you, Y/N” Jack hugged her tightly. “Please let’s fix this. I promise you nothing happened with her, and nothing will.”

“I love you too, but I don’t believe you. I’m sorry, but I can’t do this anymore” and so she stepped away for the arms she loved the most in the world and left without glancing back. If she did, she knew she wouldn’t be able to leave.

EVER SINCE SHE WALKED OUT OF JACK’S HOUSE TWO WEEKS AGO, Y/N HAD BEEN OVERWORKING HERSELF TO AVOID HER THOUGHTS OF JACK CREEPING INTO HER MIND. She had stayed out of social media, and had deleted Jack’s number from her phone to avoid temptations. Her friends kept their eyes on her all the time, worried about the inevitable breakdown. You can only hold back for so long before it becomes too much.

Louis, her co-star, had been by her side as much as he could. And, like every morning, he was waiting for her on her trailer with a caramel macchiato and a shiny grin on his handsome face.

“And a chocolate chip muffin?” Y/N asked, seeing the mouth-watering treat next to her Starbucks drink. “What’s the special occasion?”

Louis stared at her, frowning. Not any indications of having had a break down, not even puffy eyes, which meant one thing—she hadn’t seen the pictures yet. “Nothing” he blurted, showing his charming smile. “Just saw it and had to buy it.”

“You really need to stop buying me these breakfasts, Lou. I’m going to get cavities” Y/N said taking a sip of her overly sweet drink.

“But look at how happy it makes you. Cavities will be worth it, don’t you think?”

“You may have a point. Scoot over” she told him, nudging his leg with her foot. Louis moved his body so that she could sit next to him on the small couch. It was not made for two people, so they were basically pressed against the other, yet they found it comfortable. Especially Louis, whose insides melted because of the closeness between them—his not so tiny crush on her was painfully obvious.

“What are you doing?” Louis asked, trying to keep his voice calm as she unlocked her phone.

“I forgot to check which surprise songs Taylor sang last night” she answered as she opened twitter. “Oh god”

“What?!” Louis squealed.

“She sang Cornelia Street and You’re on your own kid! And I wasn’t there, Lou!” she dramatically dropped her head on his chest. He couldn’t help but sigh in relief. “What is going on with you?” she laughed.

“Nothing. Why?” he laughed awkwardly.

“I don’t know, you’re extra jumpy and panicky today.”

“I’m always jumpy and panicky around you.” he said, trying to brush it off.

“No, you’re not” Y/N furrowed her eyes, locking her phone. Louis eyed the action and his chest relaxed. The girl noticed that, so she unlocked it again and started scrolling through Twitter. On her periphery, she saw the boy’s body tensing again. So it had to do with social media, she guessed. “Louis, I’m not dumb. Tell me what is going on.”

“Nothing” he repeated. “Let’s rehearse our lines.”

“Lou, I love you but you’re getting on my nerves right now. I hate being lied to, you know that.”

Y/N’s vulnerable eyes were his weakness, so he sighed and took her hand in his. “This weekend, some fans caught Jack walking around the city with a girl… and they… um, saw them kissing and holding hands.”

Y/N felt her heart drop, and her eyes started to sting. No. She wasn’t going to cry. She hadn’t let herself cry for two weeks and she was not going to start now. “Oh.”

“Give me your phone” Louis said softly. She was too lost in her own mind to question it, so she just obeyed. “I deleted Tik Tok and Instagram. And silenced any Jack related stuff on Twitter. You don’t need to see those pictures.”

“Louis… the girl… is it her?” Y/N asked, trying to keep her voice in control.

“Stop” his voice was firm.

“I want to move on, Lou. And for that, I need to know I was right first.” she pleaded. “Is it her?” her friend nodded slowly as he brought her to his chest. Y/N did a little nod too, and tried to stand up. “Let’s rehearse our lines.”

“Y/N…” he grabbed her elbow to push her back.

“Lou, please. I don’t want to cry, I don’t want to think about it.” he noticed she was two seconds away to burst into tears. And as much as he knew he would hate the sight of her weeping, it was necessary.

“I know you don’t, Y/N/N, but you have to if you want to move on. You’re never getting over this if you keep ignoring your need to cry.”

“I’m just afraid that if I do, I won’t be able to stop.” she confessed, tears starting to blur her vision.

“It feels like that now, but I promise you it’ll be good for you. You have been holding it back for weeks, and once you let it all out, you’ll start to heal” he said as he played with her hair.

“Two weeks… it took him two weeks to go off and date her. And it’s not only some girl… it’s her. He told me I was paranoid, and now he proved me right.”

Jack had promised nothing would happen between him and that girl, and now he broke his promise just like he had broken her heart two weeks ago.

After the realisation, it was like something snapped inside of Y/N, and one sob turned into desperate crying. Her fragile body shook under Louis’ arms, and he wished he could stop her pain. But he couldn’t, so he just stayed there with her holding her as she let it all out.

AS MUCH AS SHE HOPED THE CRYING WOULD EASE THE PAIN, IT DIDN’T. It had been months of being in a rollercoaster of feelings, sometimes she was okay, sometimes she was great and sometimes she was so low not even Louis’ hugs could lift her up.

The days where she didn’t have to shoot were the worst, because she spent hours in bed and her brain betrayed her by bringing the memories of Jack back. She missed him so much, it was completely agonizing. Why?, she asked herself when the room was dark and she couldn’t sleep. Why did he get to move on while she had to spend her days like that? She has been trying to pick up her heart while Jack was all lovey-dovey with the girl he swore was just his friend.

Jack continued her life without her, while Y/N woke up everyday with his memory over her. She longed for the picture of Jack’s dazzling smile to be gone from her mind. She prayed to forget the sound of his voice as he whispered the sweetest of things on her ear. She wished she could stop hearing his angelic laugh everywhere. She wanted to stop feeling the ghost of his touch against her skin. To forget that his lips were soft and that every time they were pressed against hers she could feel goosebumps all over her body. Y/N just wanted to stop being haunted by the memories of Jack.

Louis had slowly helped her through the process of moving on. He was there to offer his warmth when the wrenching thoughts triggered the waves of tears, and he was also there to make her break a smile once the sobbing stopped.

After eight months, the flood of her tears successfully carried away the thoughts of Jack, and Y/N knew she was finally clean. Not that she didn’t miss him, because Jack was her first love after all, and a small part of her would always love him.

It took her a few more months to be sure if she was ready to risk it again, but Louis’ sweet disposition, how he saw the best in her even in her worst times, showed her that he was worth it. And so she she watched it began again with him.

JACK AND THE GIRL LASTED FOR TWO MONTHS. He never intended to have something with her, but she was interested and he was lonely and sad, so he said yes. But reality crept in soon—he loved Y/N with all his heart and no matter who he was with, his thoughts would always go back to her.

He had been texting her for months, but she had blocked his number. He knew he could easily drive to her house, but he didn’t want to add salt to the multiple wounds he had inflicted on her, it would be selfish. So when Jack saw that Avatar 4 and Y/N’s drama film were both nominated for the Oscars, he knew it was his chance to make things right. To bring back the only real thing he had ever known.

But he didn’t plan on seeing her with someone else. And he knew they weren’t there together just as co-stars, they were each other’s date. The spark in Y/N’s eyes when she looked at Louis was familiar to Jack—it was the way they used to shine just for him. Jack had been the one to extinguish the spark on her eyes, and Louis had managed to light them up again.

And he wasn’t even mad or jealous. He actually felt happy and sad. Jack didn’t understand how it was possible for two opposite feelings to co-exist in his body at the same time. He realized it was a lost battle, yet he needed to do talk to her. For the sake of their once marvellous relationship.

Y/N got out of the bathroom and into the crowded room, but the thousands of people in it became blurry once she recognized the silhouette of a handsome tall boy leaning against the entrance. “Jack?” his name left her lips in a mix of anguish and surprise.

“Hey” he said softly. You look beautiful, he wanted to add, but restrained himself. “I wanted to talk to you.” Jack saw her grimace and continued before she could stop him. “I know. I know it’s the last thing you want, I just need to get this off my chest. You’re not paranoid or insecure. You never overwhelmed me with your problems. You were right, and I was a shitty boyfriend, friend and person, and you have been so amazing and patient… and I’m so sorry, Y/N. I never deserved your love.”

“You did… up until that night.” she said in all honesty. “I loved you so much, and then you said all of those things. I can’t forget about it, because I never expected those words to come out of your mouth.”

“I know, and I really don’t expect you to forgive me. It’s okay and understandable if you don’t, but I needed you to know that those things I said weren’t true at all.” Jack said, pressing his lips in a thin line. “To be honest, I came here with the mind set of trying to win you back” he confessed, and let out a little laugh, as if the idea was now ridiculous. “But I saw you with him and I know that I’ve lost you for good. Are you happy with him?”

Y/N saw his deep brown eyes starting to get glossy and her insides melted. She didn’t see him with romantic eyes anymore, but it didn’t mean the love was gone. She still cared for him with every bone in her body. “I am. He’s amazing.”

Jack smiled. Genuinely smiled, so widely that it made a few tears drop, and before she knew it, Y/N’s cheeks were wet too. “That’s great, Y/N/N. Really great. I’m happy for you.”

And that was the moment Y/N knew Jack honestly regretted the words he had said before their breakup. “I forgive you.”

The tall boy’s eyes widened “What?”

“I forgive you.” she repeated. “And you deserve to be happy too, okay?”

“Thank you” Jack said breathlessly, wiping away the tears.

“I need to go. But it was nice to see you, thank you for coming to talk to me. For real. I really needed that, I think we both needed that.”

And so they both smiled to each other one last time before parting ways. There was nothing left to say, staying friends had never been an option with them. They loved each other too much for that. When it came to Y/N and Jack, it was everything or nothing at all.

[tapesfrom1980]

dating louis partridge would include..

-london dates. absolutely

-louis loves his city and knows it inside out, he will take you to EVERY spot he knows (if you aren’t from london or unfamiliar with it)

-vice versa, when he visits the US you’ll show him all the places you could visit during his trip

-making fun of each others accents

-“bottah o wota 🤓”

-“oh yeah? howdy partner! gonna rustle up some grub?”

-“i’m not even from the south you idiot!”

-teaching each others lingo

-“why do you call them chips?”

-“why do you call them french fries? you’re not even french”

-“if you call french fries chips, what do you call actual chips?”

-“crisps!”

-visiting him on set <3

-taking pictures of him in his character costume and making him pose

-“oh you look so precious lord tewkesbury”

-he gets all blushy and pretends to hate it

-despite his multiple kissing scenes with millie, you and her are great friends

-“oh y/n, i am so happy to see you on set again! it’s been ages!”

-“oh don’t mind me right here ladies”

-you loved his look as sid, he was a little hesitant about the hair at first but with some flirting and compliments he ended up really liking it

-while you weren’t a big fan of the role itself, he looked incredibly handsome and keeping your hands off of him was more difficult than you thought, especially the scene with him shirtless in a cowboy hat

-“like what you see?”

-“oh please, calm yourself”

-“don’t act like i haven’t seen you yearning for me to kiss you this whole time”

-he was the cockiest little shit when he knew his effect on you

-“whatever”

-(louis is definitely not the jealous type, this is for my delulu girls including myself)

-he’s always liked to be touchy with you at all times, but when you’re at a red carpet with him / premiere or generally just in public and he can tell guys are wanting to talk to you, he’ll kiss you basically every minute

-“y/n, knock knock”

-“who’s there?”

-*smooch*

-you pretend not to know what he’s doing, but it makes the butterflies in your stomach go crazy

-he’ll have his arm around you 24/7

-one time when a guy had the confidence to come talk to you while louis was talking to a castmate, he was over in a flash.

-“hey babe! who’s this?”

-“we’ll i’m-

-“oh yeah! anyways, y/n, we have that date for 7:00 tonight. i got us a hotel room for after too. they even have a jacuzzi, can you believe that?”

-the guy had long gone rolled his eyes and walked away

-“you have nothing to worry about louis, trust me”

-“thank y-

-“i specifically told all my secret boyfriends not to come talk to me so you don’t have to see them”

-“haha.”

-PASSIONATE KISSES !!!!!!! (!!!)

-this man will grab your face and kiss you and pull you as close as possible to him

-another classic, he’ll put his hands on your waist and trace his finger tips around it during a deep makeout session

-he KNOWS his effect on you and will take every chance possible to make you flustered

-coming to his model events, who wouldn’t?

-it gets so difficult for him sometimes, he has to ignore his girlfriend in the audience who is silently cheering like crazy and blowing kisses

-you like to bring him bouquets of flowers each time and he loves it, it makes him feel appreciated. especially with how many times he had been rejected as a model for his height (true story, isn’t that crazy??)

-weekend getaways on weeks he isn’t too busy, you go out to a different area each time usually just the two of you

-even when he’s extra busy, he’ll try to still make room for at least a saturday. he doesn’t wanna lose the special connection you have

-he is such a sweetheart. such a sweetheart

-he was raised to be a gentleman and it SHOWS

-if you guys are outside and paparazzi or fans get too rough, he won’t hesitate to raise his voice at them. it’s one thing to overwhelm him, but his girlfriend? never in a million years would he allow that

-same with backlash from fans, he doesn’t care if they don’t “like” your relationship and he’ll publicly speak out about the backlash if it gets too much

-candid pics!!

-he loves taking candid pics of you when he thinks you look pretty (basically every hour of the day)

-tons of polaroid / film photos

-he has them hung up and has his favorite one of you together in his wallet so he can always have you near him

-when you wake up and have bed hair, when you’re doing your skincare / makeup, when you’re eating etc

-he loves buying you outfits or accessories and seeing you in them, especially jewelry

-he never gets you ring finger rings, he wants to get you one when it’ll be only ring you’ll ever wear for the rest of your time

-he’s the best

[siriustaylorsversion]

London Boy- louis partridge x reader social media au

yourname.official

yourname.official I LOVE YOU, LONDON!!! liked by conangray, joelocke and 2,09,300 others.

conangray so... other than blasting london boy in your car, did you meet any cute ones?

sadiesink_ i love you, but next time i need front row tickets.

youname.official me too ig? sadie_theloml that night was sparkling, don't you let it go 🥺

taylornation you're so GORGEOUS!

yourname.official our song for all the london boys conangray zendaya yeah but, i LOVE your american smile...

youname.collective when you know you're that girl. conangray

conangray i had the time of my life...with you 💖 liked by yourname.official, sadiesink_ and 1,98,940 others.

yourname.official i couldn't be more BLESSED to have you on stage with me. you're my heart, my soul and the reason for the teardrops on my guitar... i adore you and can't wait for our... project together?

sadiesink_ i wanted to be there too, but my dumbass became an actor. STILL you couldn't count me in on your next *project*?! yourname.official NO, YOU'RE AMAZING, my love louispartridge in sadiesinks_'s words...loved our work on the *project* lovin.mills WAIT, WHAT PROJECT?!

zendaya my beautiful besties 🥺💘

florence.bysink I ALREADY KNOW I'M IN LOVE WITH THE PROJECT EVEN THOUGH I DON'T KNOW WHAT IT IS.

milliebobbybrown the *project* has found it's feet again.

millie.y/nlove is it...what i think it is?! enolaholmesmovie umm....

enolaholmesmovie

enolaholmesmovie Tis' i... once again? Now streaming, Enola Holmes SEASON 2, only on Netflix! liked by yourname.official, millebobbybrown and 4,89,400 others.

yourname.official i am in LOVE with this cast

milliebobbybrown i am in LOVE with you louispartridge we LOVE you too!!! millie.y/nlove it IS what i thought it was, wtf?!

louispartridge this cast is BASICALLY written by the writers of friends... -yourname.official

yourname.official and i am chandler! henrycavill Pretty sure that's me. louispartridge it's ME milliebobbybrown it's probably not me.

sadiey/n.forevermore okay netflix, i guess i am subscribing to you again.

yourname.official as the chandler bing of the cast, i appreciate it. louispartridge no I AM the chandler, and yourname.official is my monica. yourname.official i am NOT monica. louispartridge your ocd says something else... florence.bysink did no one notice he said HIS monica?!

louispartridge

louispartridge was forced to post this at 2am. liked by yourname.official, zendaya and 2,03,080 others.

youname.official so it's safe to say YOU'RE the monica to MY chandler.

florence.bysink shslbsdnjhkg YES.

milliebobbybrown so who am i then?

yourname.official the rachel to our chandler and monica 🥺 zendaya our?! florence.bysink THAT'S WHAT I'VE BEEN SAYING.

yourname.official

yourname.official these beauties came to surprise me today 🖤 liked by louispartridge, zendaya and 2,09,890 others.

louispartridge i think we've established that i look the coolest here.

yourname.official alright, would love to hear your music now... oh wait, there's none. louispartridge your sarcasm is showing, chandler. maintain it. yourname.official isn't that my job? in chandler's words.. i like maintaining you (and it). milliebobbybrown when i tell you he BLUSHED.

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florence.bysink CAN SOMEONE TELL ME WHY LOUIS ADDED THIS TO HIS STORY AND TAGGED yourname.official?! liked by millliebobbybrown and 13,09,400 others

sadiesmills I LOVE THEM!!!!!!!!!!!!!!

yourname.fandom i hope they are together, i mean he makes her really happy!!

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yourname.official address the letters to the holes in my butterfly wings... liked by louispartridge, sadiesink_ and 3,09,080 others.

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louispartridge nothing’s forever, nothing's as good as it seems, but i hope you know how proud i am you were created. liked by yourname.official, conangray and 2,08,600 others.

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[perfectlywrongformend3s]

Millie’s Co-worker-Louis Partridge

A/n: I'm back to writing for Louis. It's so hard to think of things to write about him. If any of you have any suggestions feel free to let me know!

-Samantha

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Your POV

I was finishing putting my shoes on when I heard a ding coming from my phone. When I looked at my phone, I saw that Millie texted me.

' Hey! I'm outside.'

I texted her back that I was coming down. Once I grabbed my mini backpack with all the things I'm going to need to visit Millie on set.

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Millie and I finally arrived on set and I was getting kind of nervous. I don't know why, but I think Millie could tell cause she grabbed my hand and said...

" Y/n, everybody is going to love you. Remember when I took you with me to the set of Stranger Things."

I smiled and nodded. She then continued...

" They loved you and kept telling me to bring you back so I already have a great feeling that my cast mates are going to love you, especially Louis."

I gave her a weird look.

" Why did you say that, especially Louis?"

She shrugged. " Just have a gut feeling."

I nodded and then took one more deep breath before we both got out of the car. I immediately grabbed Millie's hand again to calm my nerves, which made her laugh.

" Y/n/n! You're going to be okay. I promise you."

I nodded and gave her hand a gentle squeeze before letting it go.

Millie's POV

I was pulling Y/n/n around the set showing her the sets that we were filming in today. While I was showing her the hotel room Louis popped up and scared us both. We both let out a scream and I felt Y/n tug my hand behind me. Which would have made me laugh, but I was trying to calm my breathing.

" Louis! Don't do that!" I yelled

All he did was let out a chuckle. " I'm sorry Millie and Millie's friend."

I tried to hide my eye roll when I saw Louis look Y/n up and down. I just slapped his arm and said...

" Louis, don't be a perv. You're going to scare her."

I heard both of them let out a laugh. I then introduced them.

" Louis this is Y/n and Y/n this is Louis."

They both gave each other a friendly smile.

Louis's POV

I watched both of them walk around the set, but my eyes were just on Y/n. Something about her was making me feel things. I never believed in love at first sight, but I think I just experienced it. The thought of it is making me blush. I was trying to get my face back to normal when I heard Millie laughing. I turned around so fast to see them coming back where I was still standing.

" Louis, why is your face red?" Y/n said innocently

I looked down and stayed really quiet. I heard Millie whisper to Y/n. I rolled my eyes and said...

" Millie, it's not nice to whisper."

They just laughed together while walking to the makeup trailer.

Your POV

While we were walking to the make up trailer Millie said...

" I think Louis fell in love with you."

I lifted my eyebrows and denied it. " No, I don't believe you."

" Believe whatever you want. I still think he fell in love with you."

I smiled thinking about Louis falling in love with me.

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When we were down at the makeup trailer Millie let me stay in her trailer while she was working on set. I honestly started to get bored so I went on tik tok. I was watching videos on my for you page when I got an edit of Louis and it made me smile.

Louis's POV

I asked Mille where Y/n was and she told me that she was in her trailer. I nodded and started walking in that direction when Millie shouted...

" Going to your crush! Ask her out when you're their Louis!"

I turned around to give her a glare before continuing to make my way to the trailers.

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I knocked, but I didn't hear anything so I quietly opened the door to find her distracted. I tried not to laugh at what she was watching. I then walked up to her and said...

" Ooh! Looks like you have a crush on one good looking guy."

She let out a little scream and threw her phone. I chuckled and said...

" So who was that guy you were stalking?"

All she did was cover her face. I smiled and said...

" Y/n/n, it's all right I was just messing with you."

She let out a groan before telling me...

" You were not supposed to see that. God this is so embarrassing."

I just smiled at her and gently sat next to her.

Your POV

I could feel the couch dip, but I still kept my hands on my face. I was so embarrassed that he caught me watching edits of him.

" Y/n, look at me please." he said

I let out a quiet sigh and looked over at him. I saw him smile when he noticed that I listened to him.

" I just want you to know that I may have gotten a crush on you too, so you're not alone if you actually like me."

I could tell by his tone that he was super nervous to tell me that. I gave him a smile. " Really?" I asked shocked

He nodded his head. He then grabbed both of my hands and asked...

" Will you go on a date with me tonight?"

I smiled and said,  " Yes."

Time Jump

I was in my apartment with Millie freaking out about my date with Louis.

" It's not that bad Y/n/n." she said through her laughter

I groaned, " Millie, it's not funny."

She tried to consume her laughter for me, but then her face was getting red. I rolled my eyes and tried to pick out something to wear.

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I was trying to finish my hair when there was a knock on the door. I panicked and before I could grab it Millie said...

" Don't worry babe, I got it."

I mentally thanked her in my head.

Louis's POV

I was nervously standing at her door waiting for it to open. I was about to give myself a pep talk, but I saw Millie in the doorway. She had a teasing smile.

" Well hello Louis. Please come in."

I walked in, but felt Millie grab my wrist before I could walk any further.

" You do anything to hurt my best friend, I will be at your door ready to murder you." She then put on an innocent face and shouted...

" Y/n/n! Your date is here!"

"Millie!" We heard her scream

Both of us let out a laugh. I then heard footsteps coming our way, so when I looked up to find her I was shocked at how beautiful she is.

"Hey"  She whispered

I smiled and greeted her with...

" Hi, you look stunning."

She blushed and thanked me. We then headed to the door when Millie said,  " Don't have too much fun."

We both were a blushing mess.

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I was listening to her talk about a story that happened to her when all of a sudden stopped and looked confused.

" Um, what's wrong?" She questioned

Then it was my turn to get confused. " What do you mean?"

She let out a little giggle. " You're just looking at me funny."

I gave her a look. " I'm not looking at you. I'm just admiring you."

She blushed. " You're adorable when you blush." I teased

She laughed and covered her face. " Louis, stop!"

I let out a chuckle. " Why? You're stunning, and I'm not lying."

She smiled and grabbed my hand. " We'll thank you."

9 months later

Your POV

I was in the passenger seat of Louis's car. My hair was down, the windows were open and his hand was resting on my leg. I smiled at how my life ended up. We stopped at a red light and I felt him turn my face. He smiled at me before giving me a sweet yet short kiss and then continued driving to who knows where. Just as long as it has us both together forever.

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I hope this isn't cringy, I really didn't know how to end it, but I think the ending worked out really well. I am going to try to get requests done this week. Also if any of you guys want to request Louis or anything else, feel free.

I know I haven't been writing much these months, but I really don't have an excuse. I think I lost a little motivation, but since I watched some shows that are new to me, but not new to the world. It has helped me with my imagination. Also I kind of turned into a book nerd because I have been reading non stop.  

All right I hope you guys like this one.

-Samantha

[marjorie189]

tourist, tour guide, flights & lives (a louis partridge imagine)

hello everyone! 

in regards to Enola Holmes 2 coming out this month, here's a special imagine for everyone! 

this was requested by @hoelesslyt​! So thank you! I hope the wait was worth it haha! 

Request:

Y/N and Louis’s dating life is private to the world. Louis visits Y/N in America and they both head out to UK for the set of Enola Holmes. Louis goes live on instagram while Y/N is behind the camera. The fans start to get curious as to who Louis keeps on glancing at. He wasn’t being really discreet.

if anyone would like to request, go right ahead! 

word count: 6760

here we go! 

imagine:  

“Come on babe!” I say taking in Louis’s hand.

He shakes his head as I lead him to another artifact in town. He holds a smile he couldn’t resist.

“Gosh, I don’t even know who the tourist is,” He teases.

I stop in my tracks and turn around to face him.

“Well you but I just want to make sure you’re getting the full experience,” I smile at him sheepishly.

He looks down at me with an amused smile on his face.

“What?” I question feeling my cheeks warming up from his gaze.

“Nothing, it’s just you’re so sweet,” He compliments, leaning down to kiss me.

He softly presses his lips on mine before parting away.

“It just feels like I’ve seen every inch of the city,” He continues with a chuckle, his eyes not leaving mine.

I frown at him, my face saddening.

“I’m sorry,” I say softly, sticking my bottom lip out.

“What? No, not like that,” His eyes soften, reaching for my hands. “I find it cute how you want to show me around.”

My heart fills with relief. I don’t want to be overbearing.

“Oh god! I thought I was being a bit much. You got me worried, there, for a bit!” I say slightly shoving his shoulder.

He shakes his head and lets out a laugh.

“No!” He says, placing his arm over my shoulder, pulling me into a side hug. My head resting against his chest as he leans down placing a kiss on my temple.

I smile and face down to hide my blush.

Louis and I have known each other for a while now but the relationship is fresh. We started dating a couple months ago. The distance is difficult so every moment we get together is as if we’ve just met all over again. The same puppy, young love.

He just came from London to America, to come and visit.

“I’m so glad you came,” I whisper into his chest, turning my body to fully embrace him in a bear hug.

“Aww,” He chuckles sweetly, holding me in a tight embrace.

I rest my head on his shoulder, only managing by tippy toeing. The sides of our faces are skin to skin.

He gave me a tight squeeze before we let go of our hug. The only thing holding us together was our now held hands.

We walked side by side, slowly, with no destination.

“Of course I came. I missed my girlfriend!” He exclaimed as if I was crazy. Gosh I’ll never get over his British accent.

A growning smile formed on my face. Louis’s eyes sparkling at the sight of his girlfriend smiling adorably.

“Why are you smiling like that?” He asks with an arrogant smile and raised brow, surprising me with a peck. He was so sure of himself.

My lips leave his. “It’s just when you call me your girlfriend in that British accent…” I trail with a groan, licking my lips.

He chuckles, quite entertained.

“Perks of having an American girlfriend. I just speak and she’s falling at my feet,” He cockily states.

I gasp. “I’m not that into you!” I say sending him a punch.

“I can take all the punches in the world. You know I’m right,” He claims.

I roll my eyes.

“Not at all!” I sassily respond.

He chuckles, shaking his head.

I cease our walking as I take my phone out to order an uber.

“Where are you taking me that requires an uber?” Louis questions, laying his head on my shoulder.

“Well we just looked around The Bean and now we’re heading to Navy Pier,” I inform.

“Can’t we just walk to the pier?” Louis asked adorably with his eyebrows furrowed.

“Unless you’d like to walk about half an hour, then sure,” I smile at him.

He playfully rolls his eyes at me, taking his chin off my shoulder.

“Alright, I guess,” He says, letting out a defeated groan followed by my chuckle.

“Remember you’re the tourist, so you listen to me,” I jokingly say.

“Okay, tour guide,” He says mockingly.

I scrunch my face at him in response.

“I do gotta say, I got a pretty cute tour guide,” He teases as his arms manage to make contact with my waist, making me squirm.

He lets out small laughter, realizing the impact his touch has on my sensitive waist.

“Stop, you’re getting me all tickly,” I manage to let out with a blush.

He had to admit he loved the sight, proceeding with squeezing her tightly.

I giggle against his hold.

“Let’s go…” I trail as I get summoningly close to him. “The uber is here,'' I smile cheekily against his lips.

He loved the way she knew how to send him into abyss. The way she innocently yet seductively sent vibrations against his lips as she spoke to him.

“Oh. Mhm.” Louis says coming back to reality. He could get lost in the thought of her forever. She so innocently got him flustered.

“Fuck!” He murmured to himself.

“What?” I questioned concernedly.

He stopped her before she entered the uber.

“It’s just the way you got so close to me, telling me that our uber is here…” He trailed in whispers, getting closer by the second. “I just couldn’t resist,” He plummets. His fingers pulling a strand of hair behind my ear.

It took me a couple seconds to compose myself before I spoke up.

“Well behave yourself! We’re getting on an uber!” I act, as if what he didn’t just do drove me insane.

“Well, aren't Americans known for doing foul things?” He continued his antics. Implying for us to do not so heavenly things in the back seat.

“Well you’re not an American,” I boasted.

“But, you are.” He smirked.

I rolled my eyes at him and got in the uber as he followed behind with a foolish smile.

As we got accustomed to the ride, I placed my lips near his ear.

“You’re insane but I love you. Maybe next time,” I teased jokingly.

The car ride was short, it was only a couple minutes.

“You’re here kiddos! Have a fun time,” The driver converses as he comes to a halt.

“Thank you. We will!” Louis and I say as we step out.

“This is beautiful!” Louis says as he captures the beautiful lake.

I nod with a smile.

“This is a perfect opportunity to say something romantic. So, not as much as you,” I smile cheekily.

He forms a smile followed by a blush not expecting the compliment.

I giggle at the way he takes it.

“Well come on,” I say, taking him towards the attractions. “There’s so much to do!”

“What is this huge line for?” Louis asks with a bit of impatience trailing along the words as we stand at the end of the line.

“For that big thing!” I smile pointing up at the sky.

“Okay fine,” Louis complies once he sees the ferris wheel. “It’ll be cute,” He smiles adorably.

I nod.  

“Plus I have you as entertainment while we wait,” I boast going in for a kiss.

He mumbles in agreement as we do.

He retrieves from the kiss as his eyes trail behind me.

“OH, but only if we go on that afterwards!” Louis excitedly says pointing at the boat zooming by the pier.

I chuckle at him.

“We can do anything you want,” I say looking back at Louis as the huge speed boat goes into the distance.

“Anyhing?” He smirked.

I smile, trying to hide it and failing miserably, letting out laughter.

I shove him, telling him to stop.

He hummed in amusement just staring at me with his annoying smile.

“You’re such an idiot,” I say, shaking my head.

“Well that’s why you’re smiling right?” He teases.

I don’t respond verbally but with a shake of my head.

He lets out a chuckle.

We soon end up at the front of the line awaiting our turn.

“Just you two?” The worker asked.

“Yes sir,” Louis responds.

We enter the enclosed cubicle and take our seats as the door closes behind us on its own.

We go up a couple feet as another group takes their seat in the following cubicle.

I sit across from Louis. His face is practically pressed against the window of the cubicle. The ferris wheel slowly going up.

I smile at the sight of him. He’s the most precious human being.

He faces me now and leans back against his seat.

Goshh he’s so hot!

His dark eyes not leaving me, trailing every inch of my face.

I was about to speak up but he beat me to it.

“You’re so beautiful,” He sighs.

I smile widely.

“Come here,” He says softly, causing butterflies to erupt in my stomach.

He pats the seat beside him. I happily stand up from my seat across from him and take my new one.

I get comfortable as I sit beside him. He wraps his arm around my shoulders and I lay my head on his, looking out at the view.

“I love you,” I blurt out.

He pulls his head back to look at me

“Really?” He says brightly, caught by surprise.

“Mhm,” I say looking up at him.

I didn’t expect him to say it back. It was the first time one of us had said the L word to one another.

It was truly how I felt at this exact moment. Him and I closely put together. His arm wrapped around me as I lay comfortably on him. It was perfect. We were alone in this enclosed place, having our own private moment. On top of the world.

It was a pure moment.

The words simply slipped out of my lips.

He just looked at me, almost in admiration.

“Just being in this moment made me realize it. I love you,” I explain.

His smile widens from ear to ear.

“I love you too,” He says above a whisper, slowly moving closer to my face.

His thumb caressing my cheek, his eyes focusing on his hands against my face, slowly making eye contact with me.

“I love you,” He restates softly, leaning in to kiss me. I smile and let my eyes shut as our lips meet.

“The thought has been pondering in my mind for a while now. It’s all I’ve been thinking about the past weeks,” He says as our lips depart.

“Aww,” I pout. “Why didn’t you say anything sooner?”

He shrugs.

“I didn’t want to freak you out. I was just thinking ‘what if she doesn’t feel the same’ and I didn’t want you to feel pressured to say it back,” He confessed.

“You’re so sweet. Thanks,” I smile, leaning back to peck his lips.

He chuckles after my lips leave his. He turns slightly to place a kiss on my cheek and ends it with one quick kiss on the lips.

“If it was possible to kiss you all day, I would take it,” I smile.

“Who said it wasn’t possible?” Louis taunts looking viciously into my eyes, leaning against me. Causing me to fall against the empty seats.

Louis hovers over my laid body, face to face.

I giggle as he starts to place wet kisses all over my face.

My face is all wet from his adorableness.

“Louiis!” I laugh out.

I place my hands on his head but he continues to trail his lips against my face’s skin.

His wet plump lips travel along my cheeks, jaw, chin, and nose.  

He then smashes his lips on mine ending his little banter.  

“What was that for?” I ask with a giggle, holding his face in my hands, as we stare into each other’s eyes.

“I just love you,” He smiles charmingly.

He slowly dives deep into my neck, softly sucking at my skin.

I let out a small moan as I closed my eyes.

“Louis,” I say, stopping him before things lead into another.

“I know, I know,” He smiles. “I just can’t help but kissing my girlfriend,”

I let out a small chuckle.

I gently get up as so does Louis.

We look out the window and realize we’re at the top, getting a 360° angle of Chicago.

As I looked out, I felt mesmerized by the beauty of the water.

“You know, looking out and seeing all these people and this city. Nothing compares to you,” Louis lets out.

I can’t help but let out a blush.

“What?” I question, furrowing my brows.

I look back at him and he stays silent.

“What’s up with you, giving me all these compliments?” I smile fondly.

“Nothing. It’s just you’re beautiful and might I add great,” He says.

“Why thank you,” I say, smiling like an idiot.

We continue the ride as we talk about sweet nothingness with the great view of Chicago.

Both of our laughter filled the enclosed compartment of the ferris wheel we’re taking place in.

We slowly come back down, in reality and metaphorically.

“Back to life now,” Louis remarks as he holds his hand out to me, before I proceed to exit off the ride.

“Unfortunately,” I giggle. “Kinda wish we’d stay up there forever,”

He hums in agreement.

“But we still have each other, don’t we?” He rhetorically asks.

“Always!” I smile widely and we both look at eachother sweetly.

Louis and I decide to get some snacks before we get in line for the speedboat ride.

A family was selling fresh fruit and it looked delicious.

“Do you want to share a big tub?” Louis asked.

I nodded as I went to grab a cold water from the family’s cooler.

“May we please get this fruit and the bottle of water?” Louis politely asked, as he pointed at the large tub of fruit.

The lady who I assumed is the mother nodded and we handed her some cash.

“Thank you, ma’am.” Louis says as he retrieves the fruit from her hands.

I smile at them in return and we head to the concession stand that is selling the tickets for the ride.

We opened the tub and we both picked a slice of fruit with our forks.

Louis picked a mango slice and I got a piece of watermelon.

“This is so yummy!” Louis say with a mouthful.

I chuckled as I swallowed my fruit.

“It really is!” I say delightedly.

The line moved rather quickly.

“Can we get two tickets please?” Louis asked.

The worker nodded.  “It’ll be $86.00,”

The worker handed us the tickets in return for the money.

“Thank you for wanting to ride with the SeaDog Extreme. The boat should come on board in about 20 minutes,” They informed us.

Louis and I walked away from the concession stand.

“That’s insane! About $100 for this boat ride? Not to mention it looks kind of scary,” I blurt out.

Louis let out a laugh and starts reading off the sign.  

“With exhilarating high speeds and full 360° spins, this jet-propelled ride blasts off to start and splashes down to stop. Experience full throttle slalom runs, sharp twists and turns, and feel the raw power and excitement of Seadog Extreme's two 1400 HP engines.” Louis states.

“That sounds terrifying.” I say and look towards the water to catch sight of the boat we’re going to board.

“Do you see it? It’s right there?” Louis says to me, pointing towards the distance.

I follow the direction in which his finger is pointing and catch sight of it.

The bright red boat filled with countless people, water splashing everywhere as it zooms by.

“Wonder how these supposed turns will work out? With that speed and a sharp turn, we’re all gone,” Louis curiously asks. “Too bad there’s a no refunds rule.”

“As if you’d get a refund,” I scoff with an eye roll, letting out a laugh.

“It’s kind of scary. I’d want to ride against the railing but what if you can fall off?” I say worridley.

Louis lets out a chuckle.

“It’s not funny!” I exclaim pushing him.

“I know! I know!” He says with his arms up. “But it’s still kind of funny,”

I roll my eyes.

“It’s okayyy!” He trails softly, as he makes it behind me, cuddling on my shoulder. “I’ll protect you,”

He plants a kiss against my neck.

I nod.  

“Okay.”

He stays wrapped behind me, as we both look out, waiting for the boat ride.

‘YOU WILL GET WET!’ reads the sign.

The boat ride came back to the docks and everyone riding it was drenched.

I groaned, leaning back against Louis.

He chuckles at my reaction, holding my now laid body on him.

“Come on,” He says, taking a hold of my hand.  

We hand our tickets and board the huge red boat.

“We should’ve been prepared,” Louis says as he looks around at everyone with puffy jackets that’ll keep them dry.

I let out a small groan, ending with both of our laughter.

To say the least, it was as if Louis and I had hopped in the shower with our clothes on.

Thanks to Louis wanting to stand right beside the railing of the side on the boat, right at the edge.

-

“Ladies and gentlemen, please be seated. Our flight is ready for departure. We are now leaving Illinois,” The pilot proclaims from the speaker, circulating all around the plane.

Louis boops his head towards the window, lightly saying “Bye America.” to himself.

I smile at him, he’s so cute.

Louis and I are currently on our way to the UK. We spent a few days in Chicago and now we’re on a plane to the England so that Louis can start filming for Enola Holmes 2.

We have our own little private section in first class. We have two convertible seats, a small-to-regular-sized tv, and walls/doors to close us off from the rest of the plane.

Both of our reclining seats turned into an average sized bed, when it was sent all the way back. But we had them as the default plane seating, as we just boarded the plane.

Louis was spreading his legs all around, closing his legs, opening them again. I looked up at him, he seemed pretty interested in playing with his legs.

“You okay?” I ask, letting out a laugh, curious as to what his thoughts were.

He looked up at me, in realization of what my point of view must have been, joining my laughter.

With a smile he began to explain.

“I'm just dangling my legs around because of all this space!” He says relieved. “Planes are never fun for me, I always end up feeling squished or tightened up,” He says, shuddering in the thought of his past experiences.

“Wow the downfall of being tall!” I proclaimed. “That’s what I’m going to use when you’re being cocky about your height,” I teased.

Louis was very cocky about his height.

He always made sure I never forgot how tall he was, as if I would.

In any occurrence where he felt he needed to add how tall he was, he would.

He always likes to show off that he could swiftly grab items from high shelves and say something cheesy like, “Show your tall boyfriend your appreciation with a kiss.” in exchange for the item.

Or he’s always like to comment on how “short” I was compared to him.

He’d made up any excuse to speak about his height.

“Ohh, shove off!” He said with an eyeroll.

“You’re just upset because for once there’s a con about how tall you are!” I replied sassily.

“You know girls would die to have a tall boyfriend like me,” He says proudly, turning away from me.

I shook my head with a chuckle.

After a couple seconds of him silently ignoring me, he turns to face me and speaks.

“Stop being annoying and play with my hair,” He sarcastically says, almost pouting his lips.

In an instant I folded.

“Okay,” I say with a wide grin.

We both reclined our seats back, transforming them into a bed. We placed the pillows on the top of the soft mattress and laid back.

Louis took out a soft blanket we packed from his carryon, and spread it over our bodies. The air vents throwing fresh air at our covered bodies.  

I was laying on my side and Louis inched his face into my neck, snuggling.

“These next nine hours are going to be the best!” He mumbles into my sensitive neck.

I scrunch my face at the tickly sensation. He laughs noticing my expression.

“You’re so cute,” He raspily says, pressing soft kisses on my neck.

I trail my fingers through his fluffy hair. It was one of my favorite things about him, his amazing hair. It was so soft and messy. I could play with it forever. Louis loved it.

“We should turn a movie on,” He says, slightly lifting from his embrace to touch the tv. The crook of my neck feeling empty without him.

“What do you want to watch, baby?” He sweetly asks.

“Whatever you’d like,” I reply, I’d be too busy playing with his hair or gazing at the freckles on his cheeks, anyways.

“I can choose the next one,” He kindly says, inferring for me to choose one.

I pay closer attention to the screen and notce The Notebook is now available on Netflix.

“The Notebook!” I say softly, wanting him to come back into my embrace.

He clicks on it without hesitation, laying back into my chest, as I now lay on my back.

My hand roams into his hair again, scratching at his skin.

He lets out a little grunt.

“God, I love it when you play with my hair,” He says, tightening his embrace on my waist.

I let out a giggle as I smile widely.

“You’re blushing,” He mumbles, all cuddly, catching glimpses of my rosy filled face.

“Well it’s all because of you!” I exclaim, feeling warmer.

He presses sweet kisses on my cheek, as I twist strands of his hair within my fingers.

The orange-filled opening scene of The Notebook appeared on the screen. I admired the flocks of birds flying over the horizon of the creek, in perfect view of the great white house.

“I love the cinematography of this film,” Louis says admiringly, cherishing the film.

“Yeah, it’s a pretty great film. The scripting and dialouge is immaculate. I love it!” I express.

He was tentatively watching, throughout the duration of the film.

He really is the sweetest boy, in the entire world and universe.

“Why do I just feel you smiling at me?” Louis asks with a smile himself, keeping his eyes on the film.

“You’re just so sweet and caring. I’ve never met anyone so kind and loving like you. I’m just glad I have you,” I reply.

“And I’m glad I have you,” He says leaning over me, with a toothy smile.

His gaze warms up my cheeks.

He cups my cheeks and presses his lips against mine, completely taking over my world.

“I’m glad you’re going to be staying with me for the duration of the film,” He whispers into my lips.

A smile sweeps my face. “I’m glad I will be too!” I say as I pull him into my lips, arms wrapped around his neck.

He chuckles as our lips collide.

We continued watching movies and cuddling for the rest of the plane ride. In the last hour of the flight we decided to order some food.

We were currently sitting in our seats, no longer laying down.

“Gosh, I’m starving!” Louis groans.

“You’re such a baby. Your food is almost coming,” I say, playfully rolling my eyes.

“Well I’m just hungry is all,” He says softly, changing his tone, leaning into me pressing his face into my neck.

“Seee, a baby,” I reiterate with a chuckle, my fingers running through his hair.  

“Well if it means cuddling into you and having you play with my hair, then yes,” He mumbles against my skin.

I shake my head with a smile.

After a couple of minutes, an attendent came with our plates of food.

“Thank you so much,” Louis says, once our plates were set in front of us.

Gosh, he sounded so British saying that.

The flight attendant smiled and walked away, closing our private designated area.

“You know what I just realized?” I asked, as I began to eat. Louis nodded, wanting me to continue.

“I’m going to be in the UK for a good couple months and everyone is going to know I’m American, because of how I speak,” I rambled.

“You’re going to have an American accent now,” He grinned as his eyes were fixated on me.

“You’re going to be my American little girl,” He teased, bringing his hand to ruffle the top of my head, with a cute laugh.

I gave him a side eye.

“When I’m out and about on the streets of England while you’re filming, all the British boys are gonna want me,” I smirked at him.

“And who said you were going to be out and about on the streets of England, eh?” He asked, putting an arm around my shoulder, eyebrows furrowed.

“Me,” I say giggling with a smile, landing a kiss on his cheek.

“You wish.” He smiled.

-

As we disembarked the plane, Louis' phone got flooded with texts from Millie.

“Why am I not surprised?” Louis says looking down at his phone, both of us letting out laughs.

“She’s been texting me for hours,” Louis says looking at the time stamps of the messages.

“She seems great,” I giggle.

“Yeah, I can’t wait for you to meet her!” He smiles, taking hold of my hand and leading us through check in.

He went through the citizens line and I went through the foreigners one.

Once we met after our check in with UK’s immigration we walked out of our terminal, meeting with a Netflix employee with a sign saying “Louis Partridge and Y/F/N.”

-

“Okay well here is your humble abode for the next couple months, you two! Enjoy your stay,” The employee says as he comes to a stop in front of a building complex.

“Thank you, sir.” I smile as Louis and I exit the vehicle.

The driver opens up the trunk and Louis grabs our luggages.

“Do you want me to help you?” I ask

“I got it,” Louis says. What a gentleman.

I smile and we walk into the building, in search of our new home.

As we enter I hear a yelp and immediately feel myself being engulfed by someone.

“You guys finally made it! It’s so great to finally meet you. The famous Y/N,” And I immediately realize it’s Millie.

I let out a chuckle and reciprocated the tight hug.

“It’s nice to meet you too!” I smile as we let go of our hug.

Louis places the bags down and shakes his head.

“I honestly thought I was going to get a hug first, but I guess not,” He says to Millie, disappointngly.

“Oh come on, you know I was only excited to meet Y/N!” Millie confesses as they both give each other a hug.

Louis lets out a scoff in their hug. “Oh I know, you know she would always annoy me over text about you?” Louis says redirecting the conversation to me, looking over Millie’s shoulder to face me.

“Well come on! I had to meet the girl who puts up with you!” She sassily says letting go of Louis.

Louis makes an annoyed face as Millie looks over at me.

I only chuckle.

“I don’t know what it is about you, I’m surprised you even have a girlfriend. A pretty one at that too,” Millie says, flashing me a smile.

“Aww, thank you,” I blush at the compliment.

“Well let’s go. I’ll show you to your flat, right across from mine,” Millie welcomley says.

“God, I might have to request for a room change,” Louis murmured with an eyeroll.

“You know you love me,” Millie cheerily claims.

Louis shrugs and I playfully punch him.

He sends me a toothy grin and my insides explode with butterflies.

“Well here ya go!” Millie beamed as she led us to our door. “Jake and I are cooking tonight, so I’ll leave you two to it. I’ll text you when dinner is ready!” Millie excitedly concludes.

“Thanks Millie, that’s so sweet of you!” I smile appreciatively.

“Thanks, Mills.” Louis reiterates as he opens our door.

“Of course!” She proclaimed, entering her flat, across from ours.

Louis opens the door wider for me to enter first.

I walk in and see the opulent flat.

“It’s beautiful!” I say in awe.

Louis leans down, kicking the door behind him shut, wrapping his arms around my waist. He presses the side of his face against mine, softly.

Walking into the flat, we’re met with lengthy wide windows that showcase the amazing historic town of Yorkshire. To the left there’s a beautiful kitchen, with nicely colored cabinets and a nice dining table. To the right, we have a flat screen tv with a comfortable looking sofa.

“This is incredible! I can’t believe we’re experiencing this together,” He says, kissing my cheek as he hugs me from behind.

We walk further into the flat and see the way to the bedroom and the bathroom.

-

Once we settled into the apartment, Louis and I were cuddled up on the living room sofa, watching television.

“You know what you should do babe,” I say with an idea.

Louis hums and focuses his attention on me, away from the tv.

“You should go live! Your fans lovee it when you do!” I exclaimed.

He gasped, “You’re right!”

He grabbed his phone and stood up, walking to the kitchen island, sitting on a stool. He faced the kitchen cabinets.

I walked up to him, hugging him from behind, frowning.

He looked at me through the camera’s reflection on his phone. “What’s wrong?” He worridley asks, turning his body to look at me.

“I’ll just have to be on the side,” I say with a pout.

His expressions changed.

“Oh that’s right,” He says slightly above a whisper, wrapping his arms around my waist.

“Just sit here,” He says, pointing adjacent to him. Where we’d be facing each other, but sitting slightly beside him.

I nod with a smile and sit at the island.

He leans over to me, “Come on, give me a kiss before the live,”

I flush at his affection and lean into him with a smile on my face.

Our lips meet and depart from each other just to meet again.

We both let out giggles before he sat back down to start his live.

From my angle I’m unable to watch his phone screen, only him.

“Alright, I’m about to start love,” He says looking up at me from his phone.

I nod and blow him a kiss.

His cheeks turn a light pink.

“You're so cute!” I whisper before his live started.

He starts it and says “No you are!”

I turn deep red and hold back a giggle, so that his live doesn’t hear me.

Louis being Louis, was unable to and lets out a cackle. Not even paying attention to his live anymore, his eyes on me.

I slap a hand over my mouth to stop myself from letting out a laugh.

I look away from him to stop myself from laughing. Louis takes a couple deep breaths and composes himself.

I look over at him and his face is lowered to read the comments.

I unlock my phone, silencing the volume to join the live.

The same Louis that is beside me is on my screen.

I look down at the live, and more and more people flow into the live since it’s already been a couple seconds of him being on.

Comments:

Did anybody else hear that?

It seems like someone is there with him, right when the live started he was looking to the side

Hiii louis

I missed you louis

Was anyone else watching when he barely started the live? He said smiling ‘no you are’ as if he was blushing

What is everyone on about now?

Louis is there someone with you?

“Hiii guys!” Louis exclaims. “It’s been a while. How are you all?”

More comments started flowing in, diverting the conversation. A couple comments here and there speculating.

He read a couple comments aloud.

“I miss you guys too!” He expressed, as he replied to one. “I came on here to let you all know that we’re starting filming for Enola Holmes 2 tomorrow!” He says cheering and clapping.

I smile at his cuteness and he looks over at me with a smile that melts me. His eyes yelling at me, gosh it’s hard not being able to speak or kiss, or even touch him when he’s right beside me.

His eyes sadden as he looks back at his screen. I could tell it’s just as tough for him.

There it goes again

Who was he just looking at now!!!

Waittt why was that smile so cuteee & the way his eyesss looked <333

I’m screen recording this for edits, i’m glad i got that on film

I can’t wait for enola holmes 2

Where’s Millie??

Go live more often! I miss this and you

“Aww! I’ll try to go live more often. It’s going to be hectic once filming starts, but I'll try to. I promise,” Louis admits.

“Actually! Speaking of Millie. We have flats right across from each other! Exciting, right?” He muses, eyes roaming through the comments.

“I just landed today and I’m tired! But I was pretty comfy on the plane,” Louis admits, flashing me a smile.

Why don’t you rest before tomorrow?

“I would go to sleep but Millie is cooking dinner. Millie and Jake,” He responded.

“Aww, you’re going to be a third wheel with them all throughout the duration of filming,” Louis reads. “Ehh, I think I’ll be alright,” He responds with a growing smile, looking up at me.

I shake my head with an evergrowing smile and aggressively point at his phone, lifting my brows.

He chuckles at my reaction, shaking his head as he looks back down at his live.  

I quietly get out off the stool I was sitting on and walk towards the bedroom.

I walk around the kitchen island opposite of where Louis is, unable to be seen from the live. Louis follows me with his eyes as I walk towards our bedroom, as I pass the living room.

Unbeknown to us both, a part of the living room is visible to the live, showing my figure in the background as Louis is facing me.

He wanted to call out “Where are you going?” but couldn’t.

I walked to the bedroom so that Louis could focus on his live. I turned off my phone and started unpacking.

As Louis turned back to the live, clueless to the fact that everyone has seen Y/N’s back.

WHO WAS THAT??

I KNEW IT

Is that a girl? It looked like a girl

Okay.. that explains why Louis was distracted throughout the live

Louis’ heart dropped as he read the comments.

Is it true that they had seen Y/N?

His eyebrows were furrowed together as he nervously read the oncoming comments.

“What are you all on about?” He questioned nervously, he couldn’t wipe the smile off his face.

Don’t play dumb Louis

We saw a girl walking in the background

“Whaatt?” He whsipers acting clueless, tentatively looking at the comments.

No wonder you were all smiley

And blushy too

You’re such a bad liar

Meanwhile Y/N was in their room, not knowing that Louis was on the verge of giving up their secret.

“Well I guess the cat is out of the bag, now,” He says lowly with a smile. “Y/N!” He yells out.

I was in the room sitting on the floor with my luggage wide open.

He must be done with his live.

I smiled happily and quickly got off the ground. I walked out the room and into the living room, towards the kitchen.

He was facing me [giving the live the left side view of himself] with the widest grin.

I walk into his embrace and catch his cologne filled aroma. My face met his right shoulder, I lift my face and met his eyes. He looked in a goofy mood, his eyes shining humorously.

I leaned closer to his face and pressed my lips against his. He kissed me for not even a second and left his lips against mine, letting out a giggle.

“What?!” I asked confused as to why he wasn’t craving my hugs and cuddles, especially my kisses. I know for a fact that he craved it after that live, it was hard enough for the both of us to hide our relationship.

He ignored my question and stayed still, eyes glued to me. I roamed around the room in hopes to figure out his odd behavior. My eyes met the island only to see his propped up phone with his live on, perfectly viewing the both of us.  

My mouth fell open and I turned over to him, slapping his chest.

“Louis!” I yell at him in shock as I cover my face with my hands, shyly.

He stood up from out of his seat, the live not quite catching his full body due to his height.

Louis pulls my hands away from my face and looks down at me with a naughty smile. I looked up at him as I shook my head.

“You bad, bad boy,” I whisper to him, my index finger pointing at him, undoubtedly being heard by the live.

He smirked and leaned down to kiss.

“Oh so now you want to kiss me?” I smile as I roll my eyes.

“Well guys, bye for now!” Louis says, sweeping up his phone and ending the live.

“Louis Patrick James Partridge!” I scowlded up at him as his arms wrapped around my lower waist, pulling me closer to him.

He lowered his face closer to mine.

Yes?” He cockily smirked.

“God, I hate you,” I whispered, looking away from him, not being able to keep a firm face on.

“Impossible!” He whispered, lifting me off the ground, pressing his lips against mine.

I blush into the kiss and murmured into his lips, still not giving him the satisfaction.

He fully lifts me up off the ground and I wrap my legs around his torso.

“I still can’t believe you did that!” I say softly, facing him with a smile, as he walks us over to the bedroom.

He lays me down on the bed gently as he hovers over me.

He begins softly pressing kisses on my neck, his hair ruffling against it.

I hold back small whimpers as I decide to dig under his skin.

“You know what I just realized?” I let out breathlessly. Louis smirked into Y/N’s neck, knowing she was on the verge of letting out a moan.  

He hummed into her senstive skin, knowing it’s driving her crazy.

“That I’m going to meet Henry Cavil, tomorrow,” I let out with a smirk, knowing it’ll tick him off.

Louis immediately stopped nibbling at my neck, once Henry’s name slipped out of my lips.

He rolled off of me and into the bed with an eyeroll.

“You just ruined the moment!” He grumbled out, annoyed.

I sat up quickly. “You don’t deserve a moment!” I exclaimed loudly as I kept a serious face on but my eyes glowed opposite of serious.

His face was filled with a grin again and quickly got a hold of my waist and flipped us over in bed. Where I was now under him again.

I let out a laugh and he smashed his lips on mine. He started tickling me and managed to slip his tongue into my mouth.

I started lifting my shoulders up to deepen the kiss but he let out a grumble, pushing me back down onto the mattress. He pressed his lips closer, deeping the kiss as he had me lay down.

His phone went off, and he pulled away from the wet kiss to say…

“Millie can wait.”

-

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lorenzo berkshire x fem!reader

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summary; the guys find out that enzo is still a virgin and they keep bothering him about it, so he asks for your help.

warnings; friends to lovers, use of y/n (just once i think), loss of virginity, SMUT, virgin!lorenzo, sub!lorenzo, dom!reader, mutual masturbation, p in v, lots of praising, neck grabbing, hair pulling, slight orgasm denial, unprotected sex.

author's note; english isn't my first language, so you might find mistakes. yes, i have read filthy and i know lorenzo isn't innocent at all, but i wanted to portray him like that for this one, hope you like it!

lorenzo was your best friend, he had been since you both were a couple of tweens and met at the hogwarts express on your first year. you remembered that day as if it had been yesterday. he had bumped into you, which made you drop your chocolate frog to the ground, after that, he immediately apologized and bought you the whole honeydukes trolley as an apology; at that moment, you swore to yourself you would never let him go.

and seven years later, he was the most important person in your life.

as every friday night, lorenzo and you were having a sleepover in your dormroom. that night, pansy, your roommate, was out on a date with some dude and you had the room all to yourselves. you were lying in your bed, enzo next to you. a film was playing, but you were having trouble to focus on it since enzo kept moving; he looked uneasy, which was really rare to be honest, lorenzo was the calmest guy in the whole wizarding world.

you couldn't possibly imagine what was going on in that pretty head of his.

truth is, the week before, the rest of the guys had discovered that enzo was still a virgin and they had been teasing him about it nonstop since then, which had already started to seriously bother him. at first, maybe you could say it was funny, but after eight days of constant jokes, it was not funny anymore.

you sighed, finally deciding to ask him what was going through his mind.

"lorenzo," you called him, using his full name, which you rarely did, "is something wrong? you seem off today..."

enzo looked away, clearly trying to avoid your eyes, and you frowned; that was the confirmation you needed to know that something was not fine, he never averted your gaze like that.

"nothing, just... dealing with some stress." he answered, dodging the subject. when he saw your unpleased look, he added, "it's not a big deal, seriously. don't worry about it."

"cmon, enzo..." you said, reaching to cup his cheek and force him to look at you, "i know you like the palm of my hand and i know something's bothering you."

you smiled reassuringly at him, pausing the film to focus fully on the conversation, then you added, "you can tell me anything, you know that, right?"

enzo's cheeks blushed slightly, his eyes darting back and forth as he looked at you, clearly hesitating whether he should tell you or not.

"you wouldn't... you wouldn't think any less of me, would you?" he asked and you saw a hint of vulnerability in his light brown irises.

you frowned as you looked at him, caressing his cheek softly; his attitude was making you really worried.

"of course not, enzo... you're my best friend," you told him with a soft and sweet voice, trying to get him to open to you.

he nodded slowly, leaning into your touch; he found comfort in your presence, it had always been that way. taking a deep breath, enzo finally confessed.

"well... it's just that... the guys found out i'm still a virgin and they've been teasing me about it all week." as he talked, his voice was barely above a whisper.

"that's it?" you asked, chuckling as your worried expression visibly softened. "they're a bunch of idiots... just ignore them, enzo," you reassured him, your hand moving up to stroke his soft hair.

enzo managed to let out a small laugh, his expression softening at your comment too.

"yeah, i know..." he muttered, his eyes fixed in yours as he thought of his next words, "but it's hard not to let it get to me when they treat me like some sort of joke."

"don't say that, enzo..." you replicated, your brow furrowed as you heard his words. "there's nothing wrong with being a virgin."

he nodded, agreeing with you, while his eyes drifted back to the paused movie on the screen. despite your words, he still seemed a bit troubled. you were definitely going to beat the guys up the next time you saw them for making enzo feel so bad about something completely normal and natural.

"i know that... i can't help but feel self-conscious about it though," he said, then elaborated, "I mean, everyone else seems to be... well, you know."

"experienced?" you asked, finishing his sentence.

you grabbed his hand, entwining your fingers with his; you wanted to make him feel better. he looked down at your intertwined fingers and sighed softly.

"yeah... experienced." he nodded while he talked. "it's not like i haven't tried to lose my virginity or anything; it's just never been the right time or person, i guess."

you gave his hand a gentle squeeze when you heard his words, smiling at how sweet he was. enzo was simply the perfect guy, the perfect friend, and you were sure someday he'd be the perfect boyfriend.

"you'll get there eventually, trust me," you chuckled and rested your head on his shoulder. "just don't overthink it, okay?"

lorenzo smiled back, clearly more relaxed now that had confided in you. his fingers tightened slightly around yours as he rested his head on top of yours.

"i know, thanks for listening, darling."

"always, enzo." you kissed his cheek briefly. "and if they bother you again about it, just let me know, I'll gladly hit them," you added, laughing.

"you would do that for me?" he looked at you, his expressive eyes sparkling in the dim light of the room.

"i'd do anything for you," you answered honestly, smiling warmly at him.

it was the truest thing you had ever told him; there wasn't a single thing you wouldn't sacrifice for him. he was just worth it. your words seemed to awake something in him, you could almost see the gears in his head spinning as he stared at you intently.

"really? anything?" his voice deepened a bit, his eyes still locked onto yours. "can I ask you something then?"

"of course silly, anything," you replied, letting out a nervous laugh as his intense gaze made you feel butterflies in your belly.

"would you..." he swallowed nervously, taking a deep breath before continuing. "would you maybe... want to be my first?"

your breath hitched when you heard his proposal, your heart started racing in your chest. for a second, you thought that you could be dreaming, so you pinched yourself; the pain you felt confirmed that your were, in fact, not sleeping.

"enzo, are you sure about that?" you questioned, unsure if he was saying it seriously or not. "we've just talked about that, there's nothing wrong with being a virgin," you repeated.

"i know, darling." he bite his lower lip, looking down at the floor for a moment before meeting your eyes again. "but I can't stop thinking about it... and I'd really like it to be with you."

"really?" you gasped in surprise, nipping at your bottom lip to try and hide the smirk that tugged at the corners of your mouth.

you loved enzo; not the kind of love you feel for a brother, though, you were in love with him, and you had tried to convince yourself otherwise for a long time, because you thought your feelings weren't reciprocated, but now... he was in front of you, asking you to be his first, and you weren't sure if you'd be able to ignore your feelings anymore.

"you aren't just doing it out of social pressure?"

you wanted to make sure he was not feeling pressured to do it; you wanted him to do it only if he finally felt ready to take that step.

"no, i mean it," he said, blushing shyly. "i really want it to be with you, y/n. you're so beautiful, and kind, and smart. i've had a crush on you for years."

his admission made your heart skip a beat; you thought you were going to faint right there and then. your thoughts were all over the place, your mind racing as you looked at him, but there was just one thing that you knew for sure; you were dying to kiss him... so you did.

"then, i guess it can be arranged," you whispered, reaching to cup his face and pull him into a kiss, one that was very sweet at first.

enzo's eyes fluttered shut as he leaned into the kiss, his hands moving to rest on your hips. he gasped softly against your lips, his heart racing wildly. you took control of the kiss as you tangled your fingers in his hair and tug at it, slipping your tongue in his mouth; the innocent kiss soon turning into a full make out session.

his hands moved slowly but surely down to the small of your back, gently pressing against your lower back and pulling you even closer to him. you slightly moaned into the kiss, unable to get enough of the taste of his soft lips.

"you taste so good, enzo," you muttered between kisses, not pulling back at any moment.

your hand moved down his neck, gripping at it, which made enzo gasp softly, his fingers digging into your waist as his tongue became bolder in your mouth. he could feel himself getting hard, the rush of blood making him dizzy.

he was practically on top of you at that point, so you pushed him gently until he was sitting on the bed, back against the headboard and you straddled his lap, leaning in to resume the kissing. quickly, he wrapped his arms around you, pulling you as close a he possibly could. one of his hands moved to the hem of your shirt, pushing it upwards slowly; the gentle caress of his fingertips on your skin gave you goosebumps.

"you want me to take this off, baby?" you asked, breaking the kiss, as you started toying with the hem of your top.

lorenzo looked at you with hooded eyes, licking his lips slightly. "yes, please… take it off."

you smirked, grabbing the hem of your top and pulling it off your body. since you were not wearing a bra, you breasts were now completely exposed under his intense gaze. his eyes darkened as he saw your boobs for the first time; they were perfect, just like the rest of you.

"have you ever touched a girl, enzo?" you questioned, a sweet tone to your voice.

he swallowed hard, his hands aching to touch you, and answered, "no, I haven't."

"don't be shy, baby," you whispered with a smile, grabbing his hands to encourage him to cup your breasts, squeezing them lightly. "like this."

enzo stared at your face closely, his eyes filled with lust as he mimicked your action, his hands squeezing both your boobs gently. his thumbs brushed against your little nipples, causing them to harden instantly.

"you're beautiful," he breathed out, completely stunned at your beauty.

you gasped slightly, your cheeks flushing as a heat wave washed over your body; your panties growing wetter by the second. the way he touched you, as if he was worshipping your body, was a huge turn on.

"thank you, baby," you muttered, squirming in his lap.

enzo moaned softly as he felt your body grinding against his hard length. he kissed along your jawline and down your neck, nipping softly as he went. you let out a cute whimper, your eyes fluttering shut when you felt his tongue lapping at one of your hard nipples and you reached up to tangle your fingers in his soft hair, caressing it tenderly; he groaned against your skin as he began to suck at the hard nub gently.

his hand moved down between your legs and he slipped his fingers underneath the fabric of your shorts and panties; you felt his digits rubbing hesitantly over your pussy, as if he didn't know what to do with them next.

"enzo," you gasped at his action, tugging at his hair tenderly. "you have never done that before, right?" you chuckled as you you caressed his face.

lorenzo blushed slightly and shook his head slowly, still teasing your sensitive skin with his fingers. his eyes locked onto yours as he whispered back, "no... i haven't."

"let me show you how to do it properly, yeah?" you said with a sweet voice, grabbing his hand to pull it out of your panties.

then, you got off his lap, sitting next to him as you pushed your shorts and underwear down your legs, finally exposing your pussy. his breath hitched in his throat as he saw you completely bare for the first time. he reached out tentatively, tracing a finger along your upper thigh.

your hand moved down to cup your pussy, your fingers gently parting your slick folds to rub your swollen clit in circles, teaching him how you liked it; you couldn't help but gasp at the touch.

"just like this, see?" you asked, looking at him with glazed eyes.

enzo's eyes darkened as he watched you touch yourself; you looked so vulnerable and exposed, yet so sexy. when you withdrew your hand, he replaced your fingers with his, mirroring your movements as he started rubbing your clit in small circles.

"fuck yeah, like that..." you muttered, your breathing coming out in sharp pants as your hips bucked forward. "doing so good for me, enzo," you praised.

he groaned at your praise as he watched you writhing at his touch. his dick was rock hard in his pants and he wished more than anything that he could slide it into your tight pussy right away.

you reached next to you to push his sweatpants down his thighs, just enough to free his erection. he arched his back slightly to help you and his hard cock sprung free, standing tall against his flat stomach. you bit your lower lip, your mouth watering when you saw his dick; he was really big.

"can i touch you, baby?" you asked, your hand absent-mindedly tracing patterns over his abs.

enzo's breath hitched at your touch. his abs flexed slightly under your fingertips as he nodded eagerly. when he gave you his permission, you grabbed his length in your hand gently, pumping it slowly at first.

he groaned at your touch, leaning back against the headboard as you began to stroke his cock, his fingers still rubbing your soaked pussy. his eyes were half-closed as he watched you move your hand up and down.

"that feels so good, darling," he muttered.

you moaned in response when his digits picked up speed, pressing down your swollen clit and making you squirm in pleasure. your chest raised and fell quickly as you gasped for air.

he smirked as he felt your body respond to his touch, leaning forward to capture your lips in a passionate kiss that you returned instantly. his tongue slipped inside your mouth as his hand slid down your slit, searching for your entrance; he pushed two fingers inside of you, feeling your wetness coat his digits as he began to thrust them in and out.

you whined, involuntarily breaking the contact between your lips, and your face scrunched in pleasure. your hand moved faster as it stroke his cock, your thumb teasing his tip, that was leaking precum.

he groaned, his mouth finding your neck. his free hand slid up to cup your breast, massaging it gently as he continued to finger fuck you. he was already close to cumming, all the new sensations overwhelming him, but he wanted to make it last as long as possible.

"enzo, fuck," you cursed, your pussy tightening around his fingers when you felt the coil in your belly about to snap. "such a good boy... making me feel so good."

you gasped, your pumps becoming sloppier as you approached your orgasm. enzo's breath hitched at your praising words, hips bucking against your hand, unable to contain himself any longer.

"please, love... let me inside you," he begged between breathy moans, his fingers thrusting in and out of you harder.

"how do you want me, baby?" you asked in a whisper, your lips brushing his as you spoke.

enzo nipped at his lower lip, he didn't even have to think his answer. "i want you to ride me," he muttered as he looked into your eyes, his own glazed with lust.

you gasped when he withdrew his fingers from your pussy, a smirk tugging at your lips as you said, "whatever you want, baby."

you released his cock from your grasp to climb onto his lap. enzo's breath caught in his throat when you straddled him, the sight of your wet pussy just inches from his cock making him shudder with anticipation; he almost came on the spot. his hands found purchase on your hips, pulling you closer to him.

you grabbed his cock and placed the tip against your entrance, slowly lowering yourself onto it. you couldn't help but moan as you took his big cock inside you. once he was fully seated within your pussy, you stood still for a moment to get used to the new intrusion.

"how does that feel, my pretty boy?" you asked, leaning in to nuzzle his neck affectionately.

he groaned, his hands moving to cup your ass as he began to instinctively thrust up into you. it felt so perfect, so right, like every inch of him belonged inside you.

"it feels so good," he whispered in your ear, his breathing ragged.

"yeah... it does," you agreed, starting to ride him slowly at first; his cock reached all the right spots inside you so easily. "it's like your dick was fucking made for me, enzo," you moan, your breathing growing uneven.

he shuddered as he bucked up into you, his fingers digging into your ass so hard that you were sure he would leave bruises. you were so fucking tight, and he was so hard, the friction almost too much for him to handle.

you smirked as you saw him so helpless underneath your body while you rode him. you reached to tug at his hair, tilting his head back to suck at his neck, leaving some hickeys, which made him moan.

"you like being deep inside my tight pussy, enzo?" you teased him.

your boobs bounced as you jumped on his cock; that sight only adding to his pleasure. you placed your hands on his chest to support yourself, seeing his eyes roll back in his head as he felt you tighten around him; he thrust up into you, hitting that perfect spot again and again.

"yeah... so fucking much," he answered, panting heavily.

"such a naughty boy..." you cooed, a smug grin tugging at the corners of your lips. "but i love it."

you looked closely at him; he was completely flustered, cheeks flushed and hair sticking to his sweaty forehead.

"you look so fucking pretty underneath me, enzo," you complimented him

he groaned, sliding one hand down to rub against your clit roughly, the other one still holding onto your ass.

"don't stop, please." he breathed out, his hips lifting up to meet every downward thrust of yours.

"you close, pretty boy?" you asked him, watching his face attentively as he nodded in response. "you gonna be a good boy and hold it in for me, yeah?" you ordered with a soft voice.

he whimpered, biting his lip harshly. his cock throbbed inside you, aching for release, but his thumb did not stop rubbing circles on your clit; the sensation of his dick pounding into you together with the stimulation on your clit making you weak on the knees.

"yes... I'll be good for you."

"that's my boy," you praised him, struggling to keep up the pace while riding him since your legs had started shaking from the pleasure. "you gonna make me cum, baby." you breathed out, moaning loudly.

you hand had a conscience of its own and moved up to grasp at his neck, applying light pressure on it. enzo's eyes fluttered shut at the sensation, your grip limiting his air flow very slightly, but enough to make it pleasurable.

"oh fuck! i'm cumming," he moaned, gritting his teeth.

"hold it," you commanded, your voice harder that time. "you won't cum until i do."

he moaned in frustration, shaking his head as his hips jerked up into you. "please... i can't."

"just a minute, baby, i'm almost there," you promised, whimpering while your pussy started clenching around his cock as your orgasm built up.

you kept riding him until you finally fell over the edge, letting out a long string of soft moans and whimpers while your whole body shook. you leaned into his body, your hands gripping at his skin as pleasure washed over you.

"oh gods, enzo," you moaned, "you can cum now, baby."

as soon as you gave him permission, he came with a loud whimper, almost a cry, shooting his thick cum inside you in long spurts, your pussy milking his cock as both of your rode out your highs, holding onto each other tightly.

he panted, leaning his forehead against yours, his heartbeat slowing down as he tried to catch his breath.

"that was amazing."

"pretty good for a first time, huh?" you chuckled, out of breath too, while caressing his back and shoulders; your bodies were completely pressed together.

"fuck yeah... let's do it again," he laughed, grabbing your hips to push you onto the mattress; your body bounced slightly.

"enzo!" you giggled, but your playful laugh soon turned into a moan when your best friend buried his head between your legs.

you had definitely created a monster... you weren't complaining, though.

[eubybubble]

slytherin boys after an argument

ft. Tom, Mattheo, Theodore, Lorenzo

Theodore Nott

Realization hit him hard after a prolonged silence. The air felt thick, and he felt nauseous as he shifted his gaze from a small crack on the wall under his fist to your face. He just swallowed and left the room without a word.

He was terrified of himself, didn't he promise to never raise a hand on loved ones? Technically, he hadn’t, but it was too close. Thoughts flooded his mind as he rushed up the stairs in a desperate attempt to breathe fresh air. It wasn't surprising that he instinctively headed to the Astronomy Tower – your favorite place. Reaching the top, he stood there and retrieved the cigarette pack with trembling fingers. After hesitating, he lit one. Everything seemed to remind him of you. It was never that serious, you just wanted to help him.

Now, he felt like a total fool. Leaning against a wall and sliding down, he pondered over the the relationships. You were too sweet, he couldn't let you suffer near someone like him. With that, he set his mind on ignoring you and breaking up with you because "that'd be better for you." It seemed like you would only agree, he didn't consider any other possible answer.

In the next few days, he deliberately skipped meals and tried to ignore your questioning gaze in halls. However, you heard a slight cough from behind after the lunch.

"May we discuss something?"

"Well, if it isn't Theodore Nott! What—" he didn't let you finish.

"Let's break up." you froze, staring at him in disbelief.

"Nott, are you insane? Didn't you think to ask me?"

"I'm doing it right now."

"Really? It felt more like you just stated a fact and I can only accept it. It was really low of you to avoid me." Your eyes became shiny as tears started to accumulate involuntarily. Theodore noticed it, and despite the cold agenda he planned, he rushed towards you, wiping the tears.

"You wouldn't want to be with me," he mumbled.

"What? We could've talked! We've always talked about how important communication is, but how come we don't practice it? I know you, and I know myself; I wouldn't give up on our relationship that easily. And more than anything, I know that I want to be with you. Why would you do that to me?" you sobbed, clutching onto him as if you were afraid that if he left now, you would never see him again.

"Shush, principessa, I'm so sorry-" he didn't expect such a reaction from you. As you hid your crying face in his chest, his heartbeat only became faster. What an idiot he was for even thinking of such a thing. "I'm so sorry. For everything I've done and said. I'll work to be better for you," he rambled quietly. "Do you trust me? Are you ready to give me another try?" His voice cracked slightly as he asked the last question. You just nodded, and he chuckled at the sight. "Tesoro... I'm so sorry. I promise you it won't happen again." He gave you a forehead kiss, and he really meant it. Even though he didn't say anything about it, he decided to quit smoking. Yes, it won't be easy or a short process, but at least he found a far better addiction - you.

Tom Riddle

From the moment you saw Tom, you thought it could have worked out. At least, you hoped so. It all felt dumb. All those times when your friends told you to break up or said that he didn’t care about you - you refused to believe them. And now, it got you here when the most precious person told you were some troublesome trivia. In the past, you and Tom would at least talk during lunch or sit next to each other in Potions where he patiently helped you, but now, he skipped most lessons, and if he attended one, he’d sit alone. Everyone noticed it, and you became the target of their whispers and snickers. Some even went as far as mocking you in the halls.

“Well, if it isn’t the one Tom Riddle dumped. What, did he finally realize that you’re pathetic?” you tightened your hold on your books and tried to leave hurriedly until the blonde boy from the group shoved you into the wall. “Aren’t we talking to you? Why are you leaving so suddenly?”

It was a pretty loud encounter, so Tom, who was walking nearby, heard it and stopped in his tracks. To tell the truth, he didn’t even want to break up. He invented this silly excuse to protect you because he was afraid of his own actions. He hoped you’d be stubborn and come once again, but you didn’t. That’s when he knew he messed up, but his pride held him back from going to you. And now, someone was bullying his treasure.

But they underestimated your power. You didn’t want it to escalate into violence, but they started it first. With a swift movement of the wand, you threw them off with a big blast. Not even bothering to look behind, you paced up and bumped into someone.

“Oh.” As he put his hands on your shoulders to steady you, he eyed the unconscious group behind. “Using a spell of such power at this hour?” he mumbled nervously.

“Care to explain why you care? Get off, Riddle.” You tried to shove him away, but his grip was strong.

“What’s going on with you? I didn’t even do anything to make you that mad.” You nearly choked at these words.

“Tom.” He hesitated. “Do you think I’m that dumb to fall for your words? Move out of the way.” But he just stood there without a change.

"Don’t leave. I was just... I was afraid I’d hurt you," he whispered as he clutched onto you. "I was afraid of my own plans, of my own thoughts. But please, promise me never to leave, even if I change. I won’t hurt you, just stay by my side. I never expected to fall in love..I had everything planned ahead in a neat way, but you came in like a surprise. Yet, here we are, and it's you. There's no turning back now" You never saw Tom being so vulnerable, and you could do only nod. You cupped his face.

"Hey, I’m here. Everything’s gonna be fine. I’ll be here," you softly reassured him, not noticing how easily he drew you right back.

Mattheo Riddle

You had hard time absorbing everything Mattheo said. It was already dark outside, but you didn’t care to turn on the light or illuminate the wand with “Lumos”. You sat on the bed and went through the box with a glossy eyes. You couldn’t believe that he saved every gift, every letter, note - even those that you gave him before dating. Quiet sobs escaped your chest upon finding the promise ring at the very top. Why does it feel so awful when you believed you made the right choice?

As if on cue, your roommate entered the dorm room. "Hey, look what everyone’s talking about in school- oh, are you okay?" She turned on the lights and noticed your teary face. Quickly wiping everything away, you pretended to be busy, gathering everything back into the box. "Yeah, my eyes are sore from reading in the dark," a lame excuse, "what were you gonna tell?"

She knew you disliked having your privacy intruded upon. "So, three students were caught for an outrageous duel and a series of mobbings in Hogsmeade! Surprisingly, it was two Gryffindor students and one Hufflepuff. That fits into the ‘don't judge a book by its cover' narrative. I wonder when the stereotypes about the houses will end. Remember when everyone didn't doubt that it was Slytherin?" she sighed.

As if it weren't enough of a heartbreak, you discovered that everything you had ever suspected Mattheo of was all filthy lies and gossip. Suddenly, you felt dizzy.

You didn’t care about decency or dignity as you rushed to Mattheo’s dorm. He, too, was struggling. Despite everything, he regretted speaking harshly and leaving the memory box. What if you never returned and tossed it away? His heart clenched at the thought.

Feeling too irritated and unwilling to join others in the common room for a card game, he was all alone for now. In futile attempts to fall asleep, he heard a light knock on the door.

"Who’s that?" he groaned, too lazy to open the door.

"Hey, can we talk?" His muscles tensed upon hearing that familiar voice. Rushing to the door, he unlocked it immediately. "Oh, hi," you blushed and stopped mid-sentence, staring at his torso. He glanced down, realizing he forgot to put his shirt on.

"Shit. Sorry, one second," he shut the door in embarrassment and put on a random sweater. "What do you want?" he still held a grudge against you.

"I wanna... apologize. You have every right to shut the door, but I wanted to tell you that our relationship isn’t a joke to me. I love everything about you. I was just so stupid to believe all the gossips floating around Hogwarts, but that doesn’t matter. I came here to tell you how insane you make me feel. I mean, these days when I tried to collect my thoughts and was avoiding you, I was thinking of you non-stop. Mattheo, I’d fight the world to be by your side." As you rambled on and on, his gaze softened, and he pulled you by the waist.

"That’s my girl. I felt terrible when you acted the way you acted, but I hope it won’t be the same in the future?... I also apologize for saying unnecessary things."

"That’s okay, you had every right to be mad. What about I’ll order the food and we’ll watch a movie?"

“Gladly” he was grinning now. It wasn't necessary to tell him that you were also ordering a new broomstick, the perfect one for the perfect boy to make it up. It was the least you could do now. As you scrolled through the list of new films, Mattheo coughed.

"So, uh, can I get my box back, please? You didn’t go through it, right?" a light blush covered his face.

“Actually, I did, Matty. I didn’t know you are so sweet” he groaned at this comment “but I’ll return it to you. Sure.”

Lorenzo Berkshire

The moment Lorenzo received his numerology exam back, he couldn't believe the mark he saw. 70, satisfactory. Many would pray for such a grade, but he had studied and sacrificed too much for this.

As he walked to breakfast, he scanned the Great Hall but couldn't spot you. The previous day's argument flared up in his memory, and he wrinkled his nose as he sat down to eat. As predicted, a white owl sat on his shoulder, delivering a letter with Berkshire's family logo.

He run his eyes over the text. “disgrace..wasting time..bad influence” and blah blah blah. Nothing’s new, except the threat that ordered him not to come home until he got back on the track academically. He's been following his parents' wishes for too long; he was too afraid to ruin the perfect son image that he completely lost hold of his priorities.

Oh, how he wished to be in your embrace now, to listen to your soothing voice and nuzzle up to you in the dark. But he ruined it single-handedly.

He stood up and went to lessons, scratching an apology note for you in the meantime. At DADA, the only class you two took together, he tried to sit next to you and apologize, but that place was taken by a Hufflepuff girl, to which he could only frown. Throughout the lesson, you felt his gaze on you, but never once did you turn your head back at him. If he needed a break that much, he could get one. After all, you got tired of constantly begging him to relax and spend time with you and felt like a total fool.

After the lessons ended, you were the first one to leave the classroom, but he's not an idiot either. You felt someone gently taking hold of your wrists and pushing you into the empty classroom. The door closed behind.

"Can we talk and communicate like grown-ups?" Lorenzo inquired.

"You said everything you wanted last time. I have to go, Hermione's waiting for me in the library," you blatantly lied.

"Oh, really? Because when I last talked to Hermione, she told me she would be with Ron," he calmly stated, stepping closer. "I don't really remember things I've said, but-" You didn't let him finish.

“Enzo, you needed break and I’m giving it to you” his jaws tightened in frustration at your unwavering stance. “You told me I was a burden and you know what? I think you were right because lately, that’s what I felt like in relationships with you. It’s like I’m begging you to spend time with me. Maybe it's best to return to being friends” you mumbled. But he just shook his head, moving nearer once more until he stood right in front of you.

"I'm sorry I made you feel this way. It's not an excuse for my behavior, but I've been stressing about..something," he sighed. "You don't deserve to be treated like that, but trust me, I'll be better." He gently reached out for your arm. "I need just another chance. The only one. I've already written back to my parents, and I hope they will get off my back. I've also told them about us," his voice got quieter. "I hope you won't mind." Your breath hitched. He had always been postponing this, even if you wished for it. There was a minute of silence and apprehension before he wrapped you in a hug. "I hope you can forgive me, sweetheart. How about we go to the cafe you like this weekend?" he mumbled, peppering your face with kisses.

a/n: I apologize if it's not the way you imagined, but hey, I tried my best. Also, I think they were super careful and sweet afterwards!

taglist: @lilanxietysstuff @nopedefe @marina468

[thestarsarebrightertonight]

i love you , its ruining my life!! // lorenzo berkshire x fem hufflepuff reader

playlist : fortnight - taylor swift

summary : lorenzo berkshire is so completely infatuated with a girl in hufflepuff , its ruining his life!!

y/n used , hufflepuff reader , ttpd was amazing, fluff

a/n : im the queen of slytherin boys x hufflepuff reader lets be honest ,also fortnight is a sad song but i did a different take on it bc fluff is just better !! LMAO

masterlist tppd series masterlist

its been three months since the very first time lorenzo berkshire saw you in class. he had never seen you before despite your presence being a constant since 1st year, and to say you hadnt gone unseen since was an understatement.

lorenzo berkshire has found himself in nothing but trouble since his little crush on you first blossomed , the very first time he saw you , that fateful day in potions - he had lost 20 points for slytherin in one lesson. and the reasons for his points deduction was simple , he just couldnt focus.

you pushed your hair behind your ear , he dropped his ink pot onto the floor , the loud smash interrupting snapes monotone first lesson back speech.

five points.

you laughed at something your male seat partner said , lorenzo clenched his fist so hard that he snapped his quill as the ink and snapped up feather made a mess of his desk.

five points.

you spoke to lorenzos best friend , theodore , making him misplace an ingredient into his cauldron that caused it to explode back into draco -his seat partner and friends- face.

ten points.

to say his friends and whole house were infruriated with him after that ,was an understatment - enzo had gotten them into points debt on the very first day. thats never even been done before!

but they were even angrier with him a few weeks ago.

it was the day of the highly anticipated , very first, gryffindor vs slytherin match of the year - and enzo bottled it because he was looking at you in the stands.

who could blame him! you were stood in the stands wearing a slytherin scarf with the number 13 on your cheek in green face paint , his number!!

the amount of quaffles he failed to catch and goals he missed completely because of his focus being elsewhere , became too much to count by the end of the match. that slytherin lost by the way.

but even when draco screamed in his face and theodore pushed him into the changing rooms , his mind couldnt leave your happy face as you watched him - and only him.

the most recent incident was when he sat in an exam , not writing a single word because he couldnt stop thinking about how you smiled at him and said hello to him earlier that day. he tried to play it off as hufflepuff friendliness but the red tint in your cheeks and beaming smile blocked out any thought of doubt - and charms knowledge.

that charms test was the first fail he has ever gotten at hogwarts.

all because of you and your pretty stupid smile!

as he stared down at his paper a week later with a horified expression and a sympathetic pansy rubbing his back , he decided enough was enough , he needed to get this off his chest.

so later that day he now found himself sat in the great hall , staring at where you usually sit , except the spot was empty.

his leg bounced under the table as he played with his hands and tie , loosening and re-loosening it every two seconds.

"lorenzo please stop." pansy begged with her head in her hands , trying to will the sound of lorenzos tapping foot to become white noise.

snapping out of it he stopped all movement and looked down with a somber sigh , maybe something happened to you? maybe youre avoiding him? maybe you hate him? maybe youre not hungry?

"enzo chill mate shes just walked in." theodore said looking at something - or someone - by the enterance to the great hall.

without sparing a seond enzo stormed over to you , grabbing your hand softly and stopping your walk to the hufflepuff table.

"please come with me," enzo said as more of a command as you nodded with concern and followed him out the hall and to an empty corridor.

he stopped you so you were stood against the wall and began to pace.

after many seconds of silence you began to question why you were there ,"lorenz-"

"i love you, and its ruining my life!!" he said loudly , stopping in his tracks staring at you , not with anger but instead despiration.

he now stepped forward as you stepped back and hit the wall , "ive lost points , matches , i failed my test for the first time ever!.....please. please say no and let me move on."

you stared up at him in complete shock , "lorenzo you dont know me-"

"i do. oh trust me i do , i know you prefer cats and like muggle classics as well as poetry. your favourite colour is yellow but you dont really tell anyone as to not be called a stereotypical hufflepuff. and...i know theres things i dont know but there is nothing else on this planet i want to learn more about, than you."

you began to beam your signature smile up at him , bringing your arms to wrap around his neck as he melted under your touch, "i failed charms too."

it was his turned to now be confused , "but charms is your favourite?-"

"there was this really handsome guy sat in front of me who i just couldnt stop looking at. he was distracting me."

lorenzo expression fell as his heart broke slowly , "w-who?..."

you looked at him teasingly , "seriously? you enzo!"

he let out a gasp of realisation as you pulled him down towards you for a kiss.

lets just say since that day you both got straight As! but thats not to say enzo doesnt still like to admire in lesson.

[s1ater]

peculiar creature.

pairings. lorenzo berkshire x fem!reader

about. lorenzo meets a stranger in the forbidden forest.

warnings. 🤔🤔

ricky rocks. this was long awaited.

“you’re a peculiar creature, aren’t you?”

you stare back into the large, mischievous brown eyes of a boy who was crouched down at then edge of the cove, examining you with troublesome intentions.

“what are you doing here?”

“swimming,” you said bluntly, pushing further into the deep, dark waters. he still watches you carefully, leaning back to his feet where his height is fully extended. “what are you doing here?”

he scoffs, his head tipping back as if finding your question ridiculous, "awfully dangerous for you to be all the way out here by yourself. haven't you ever been warned to stay out of the forbidden forest?"

you narrow your look on him at the way he deflects your question, his head tilting as he begins to wander further around the lagoon, circling you now as he waits for you to speak.

"what's your name?"

"lorenzo," he speaks fast, expecting that, as if he was wanting and waiting for you to ask it. "and you?"

"y/n."

“strange name.”

“and yours isn’t?”

a hollow laughs comes from deep in the back of his throat at your retort but he doesn’t find it as funny as he makes it seem, “you’re quick, aren’t you?”

“but you like that, don’t you?” your eyes narrowed in on him, pushing out further into the water so your further from him just in case he were to reach for you.

“and you know what i like how?” he mirrors your tapered expression, leaning against a tree placed close to the water. he was interested, really interested in what you were.

“i know boys exactly like you.”

“oh, you do?” his lips twitch upwards, finding your proceedings amusing.

“they come here a lot,” you tip your head, now studying him better than ever and the way he held himself. “with girls and booze and their loud mouths.”

you looked annoyed in thought of this making him chuckle under his breath, “you don’t like the company?”

“not usually.”

“why come here then?”

“no where else better to go.”

lorenzo makes a closer speculation of your face now, realizing he had never seen you before—which he found very strange, “what year are you?”

because lorenzo knew all the pretty faces at hogwarts.

“who said anything about me being in school?” you smiled as his face swooped into a confused expression, watching you sink further into the water till you were no longer in sight.

navigation.

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[veryberryjelly]

blair witch

pairing : theo nott x reader

🎃 - watching scary movies

👻 - " i don't like scary movies " " don't worry, i'll keep you safe "

𝐜𝐨𝐦𝐞 𝐭𝐫𝐢𝐜𝐤 𝐨𝐫 𝐭𝐫𝐞𝐚𝐭𝐢𝐧𝐠 𝐰𝐢𝐭𝐡 𝐦𝐞

slytherin movie nights.

a tradition amongst your friend group.

once a week a name was picked out of a hat and that person got to pick a movie for you all to watch.

the tradition arose when you brought a projector with you to school during your second year along with a black vhs your mother had taught you how to charm to be a different movie every time.

during october most of the films picked were scary movies.

unless you got your hands on it, in which case it was rom coms & comedy's all night.

but today pansy had the choice of movie and she had gone for 'the blair witch project', a film you had heard a lot about, but none of the things you had heard made it something you wanted to watch.

people had called it terrifying, a psychological mindfuck and you weren't exactly looking forward to it.

the set up was the same as usual, teas & hot chocolates were distributed amongst the group with two bowls of snacks on the table infront of all of you.

you were curled up to theo's side with your legs draped over his lap as his fingers traced up and down your shin.

about half an hour into the film you had your head buried in the crook of theo's shoulder.

it really wasnt a pleasant film, but your friends sat through all the films you picked so you felt like you had to sit through this too.

" you okay, baby ?" theo whispered, his lips brushing against your forehead as he spoke.

you paused for a few moments before you responded, lifting your gaze to look up at him

" i don't like scary movies - " your voice was barely there. you didnt want the others to know how tense and uncomfortable you currently were.

a soft smile spread across his lips as he looked down at you before he pressed a kiss onto your forehead.

" dont worry, i'll keep you safe " he whispered, his arm tightening around your shoulders to pull you slightly closer to him.

[siriustaylorsversion]

lavender haze - louis partridge x reader

summary- reader being known as a psycho serial dater, like taylor and people asking louis about that but him not caring. the reader is a new charecter in enola holmes 2 and they made their relationship public recently. it's basically all of rep combined with the few lyrics of lavender haze that highlight a few moments that you share privately.

staring at the ceiling with you oh, you don't ever say too much and you don't really read into my melancholia

the light was blinding as i look a seat with my friends and the cast of one of the most popular movies on netflix... enola holmes 2! i remember being completely shocked when i got the call for my role, how i was so terrified to meet the cast, but now, i found my best friends and my love among them.

after finding out how paranoid i was one afternoon louis just blurted out his feelings for me. i had a hard time believing him but, they were true. his stuttering was the cutest thing ever. "have you seen yourself?!" he said. "they see you on the screen, they see the way you carry yourself, how you can make anyone cry by just acting that way and it only takes you three seconds to get in your role. they love you just like i do! well- i mean, damn that is not how i planned this would go."

I've been under scrutiny (yeah, oh yeah) You handle it beautifully (yeah, oh yeah) All this shit is new to me (yeah, oh yeah)

just his instagram post for my birthday makes my heart flutter every time.

louispartridge_

louispartridge_ happy birthday to the happiest soul in the universe. you make every morning worth waking up to and every day worth living. being with you has been like a roller coaster but one that only goes up and just gets more thrilling as time passes. i hope to wake up next to you every single day of my life and wish to spend every single second of my day with you. i love you so so much and i hope you'll let these wishes come true.

I feel a lavender haze creeping up on me So real, I'm damned if I do give a damn what people say No deal, the 1950s shit they want from me I just wanna stay in that lavender haze

my love language has always been physical touch and even though i've never discussed this... he just seemed to know it. be it three squeezes on my wrist before an interview or resting his hand on my thigh below the dinner table, he always knew. he used to share our playlists that we made for each other to his friends with pride and always got me lavenders after a successful...or stressful shoot because of the first movie we ever watched together... it said that lavender haze is a term for love, and flowers are my favorite things.

All they keep asking me (all they keep asking me) Is if I'm gonna be your bride The only kind of girl they see (the only kind of girl they see) Is a one night or a wife

i was never prepared for all the fans' recognition and they treated me with love for a newbie... they asked polite questions and about my experience. it was going well until a fan asked louis about my...well, past. "as everyone knows, y/n has been acquainted with many men in the past so, how did you as a friend since you guys were friends before you got into a relationship, fall in love with her? was it that this was only for publicity, maybe a one night stand... or is it getting serious, i mean, can we hear wedding bells ringing?"

I find it dizzying (yeah, oh yeah) They're bringing up my history (yeah, oh yeah) But you aren't even listening (yeah, oh yeah)

i can sense his muscles tensing. below the table, he squeezes my hand three times to make sure i don't panic, and with a deep breath and a smile, answers their question. "well first of all, i don't know how how many men a women has dated in the past impacts your feelings towards her. like you said... we were friends first and i always found her attractive but just her little attention to details you say like when she once made a playlist for one of our friends which consisted of a song that reminded him of his mother... on his mother's death anniversary she promptly skipped that song when asked to play the playlist. or how she would give her 100% to everything she does, like once she learnt how to perfectly play a song on the guitar in 32 hours just because it was my dream to form my own band with my friends and sing something for my sisters wedding."

he looks at me for a second and notices tears in my eyes, " she's so caring towards everyone even if they may have hurt her and cannot stand animal cruelty at all. one of my favorite things about her... her sarcasm, of course. it's, as per her, one of her main qualities. she'll make you laugh in any situation and bring your mood up." i squeeze his hand tightly. "she's telling me to shut up now and so i will, it's things like this that made me fall in love with her and not her reputation. even for you, it never should be."

Talk your talk and go viral I just need this love spiral Get it off your chest Get it off my desk (get it off my desk) Talk your talk and go viral I just need this love spiral Get it off your chest Get it off my desk

the next day his beautiful speech was trending all over social media. we went back home from there and had a dinner in our apartment muttering sweet nothings in each other's ears and not caring about what anyone may or may not think about us.

I feel (I feel) a lavender haze creeping up on me So real, I'm damned if I do give a damn what people say No deal (no deal), the 1950s shit they want from me I just wanna stay in that lavender haze

it is reasons like this i am so completely and utterly smitten for this guy. i mean, who wouldn't be?! the lavender haze has taken over my whole body and i cannot wait for a future with him by my side. that's all i need forever and always.

talk to loved ones or youself... do something to make the day memorable &lt;3

[sagelovesbooks]

Holding Him.

Tag: Fluff, angst. No smut.

A/N: This is just a cute little imagine that popped into my head.

Summary: When Tewkesbury has nightmares, you're the one who's there to comfort him.

Tewkesbury couldn't breathe.



Every breath he took felt like the sheets were suffocating him and more as he tried to gasp for air quietly, not wanting to wake his lover who just happened to lay right beside him.

He tries to adjust himself, to no prevail, and instead finds himself in the kitchen, trying to quietly grab a pitcher for a glass of water.

His mother had always called him the clumsy one of the family.

The glass pitcher falls from its place on the shelf after Tewkesbury's fingers graze the glass and it shatters, making a deafening noise. The glass crowds around his feet as he stares down at it, his eyes burning.

Tewkesbury crumbles; the world feels as if it's caving in on him like he was back in the dream that haunted his mind as he sinks to the floor in defeat, squeezing his eyes in anguish.

He hears her footsteps grow closer, her almost completely silent gasp as she sees the mess that surrounds him.

He barely acknowledges her, too busy covering his ears, trying to get the pounding in his mind to stop as memories of the dream taunt him like a child.

He doesn't notice he's shaking until her hands touch his. He feels the tears start to fall as he hides his face in her shoulder, relishing each and every single touch of hers as a reminder that she's still here.

Her hands rub up and down his back like a pattern as he leans his weight into her, the height difference is forgotten as she holds him close, whispering sweet nothings into his ear as she feels her shoulder soak with his tears.

All he needs right now is you.

[marjorie189]

Heyy congrats on your first blurb celebration! I would like to request 🌸 from list 3, number 15 with Louis Partridge please :)

hiii!! thank you so much 💛💖

here's something sweet & short :)

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Louis is a great boyfriend. He really is. 

But another thing he is, is annoying. 

He loves to pick at you, until the point where you finally break. 

Louis just loves to see you mad. It annoys the living crap out of you. 

Whenever he was bored, that was his hobby. 

You didn’t mind pet names, but bunny. Just something about it aggravated you. 

Who would want to be called ‘bunny’? You cringed just thinking about it. 

That was one name you never let him call you. 

But Louis, oh Louis.

“Come on, bunny,” He would tease, with a smirk. 

“Don’t ever fucking call me that again!” You replied, with an annoyed expression. 

He let out a laugh, throwing his head back. 

All day he’d been vexing you and you’d just had enough. 

But you loved him. 

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Thank you! 

Hope you enjoyed! 

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