Stone cold, baby
God knows I tried to feel
Happy for you
Know that I am, even if I
Can't understand, I'll take the pain
Give me the truth, me and my heart
We'll make it through
If happy is her, I'm happy for you
It was surprisingly endearing how robotic and thought out the action was. The small kiss accompanied by the blank expression struck a chord in Chanyeol's heart that he wasn't quite ready to admit to and the little wave stayed in his thoughts all the way back to El Dorado. ~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~ ~ Em & Sav ~
"I actually founded it a year after I left college whe- ooh-" Chanyeol exclaimed, cutting his sentence short with a gasp as he heard rather than saw Baekhyun fall.
The hard thud of his body hitting concrete made the taller male cringe as he saw Baekhyun roll to sit upright on the sidewalk, brushing the dirt and grit off of the knees of his jeans.
As the yellow light from the street lamps illuminated the dark stain spreading on the knees of his jeans just as the pigment had earlier over Chanyeol's shirt, though this time he knew that it wasn't ink. "Shit are you okay??" He fretted, unsure of what to do and looking back over his shoulder to check that no one was on the streets to witness the incident as he reached his hand out to offer his help.
Baekhyun looked at his hand for a moment before taking hold of it and hoisting himself up as if he was completely unscathed. "Yeah, I'm fine." He answered with a nonchalant shrug. "Are you sure?" Chanyeol pressed, looking down at Baekhyun's knees again with concern, "there's first aid stuff back at the parlour." He looked up at Baekhyun's face, expecting to see some indication of pain or embarrassment but there was no sign of either, just a mild stare. "Uh yeah, I'm fine." He replied again, seemingly genuine and so Chanyeol decided to let the subject drop, though he still kept his eye on the caramel-haired male as they continued to walk.
Only three apartment blocks later, Baekhyun stopped and turned abruptly. "Well, this is my apartment." He spoke, looking in Chanyeol's direction.
A moment later, he took a step towards Chanyeol, leaned up onto his tiptoes, placed a quick peck on the apple of his cheek and then lowered himself back down. The movements were strikingly methodical and calculated as if set in a deeply rooted routine and Chanyeol wasn't even given the chance to process the encounter before Baekhyun walked away through the revolving door with nothing more than a shortwave and a small "Thank you, Chanyeol."
"No, Jun, you didn't, now shut up and let's get your colour added because I'm not staying late for you again." He sighed lightheartedly, punching the blonde lightly in the arm and ushering him in the opposite direction.
Not wanting to interrupt, Baekhyun moved back over into the waiting room and flicked through some more of the art books from the other artists.
By the time he'd acknowledged the fact that jun had already left and he glanced at the clock, Chanyeol was already getting ready to close up shop, Jun having been the last customer of the night. "I should head out now," Baekhyun announced, standing up and shrugging on his denim jacket.
Chanyeol nodded and turned to face the smaller male, leaning back against the table. "I'm just about to close up anyway so I can walk you home if you want." He offered with a smile as he removed his gloves and tossed them into the trash can beside his desk. "Sure thing." The smaller male agreed.
As Chanyeol cleaned away the final supplies, Baekhyun gazed out of the window, watching how the trees swayed only slightly in the evening breeze and the sky had turned just dark enough for the stars to start peeking out into the dark.
In his peripheral vision, Baekhyun saw Chanyeol pulling on his leather jacket and he opened the door, letting the taller man pass through after turning the lights off and the waiting for him to lock the door before they set off.
At first, the two walked in a comfortable silence, but as soon as Chanyeol began asking questions, the conversation blossomed into a back and forth rally of queries and anecdotes.
On the short while that they had been walking, Baekhyun learned that Chanyeol lived in the flat directly above El Dorado - though he never questioned why he put the effort into walking him home if that was the case - and in turn, Chanyeol learned that Baekhyun was definitely not the most expressive of conversationalists.
Chanyeol continued to carry the conversation, answering Baekhyun's questions on how he began working at El Dorado.
"Did you design that one?" He thought out loud, leaning his chin on his palm.
Chanyeol turned at the question, a new white t-shirt already in his hands that he had yanked out of his bag moments before. "Hmm? Oh!" He exclaimed with the sudden realisation that he had in fact just stripped in front of a complete stranger, the smaller male so quiet that Chanyeol barely even noticed he was still there. "It was my mom actually." He replied with a small smile. "Wanna look?" He enquired, strolling over and scratching the back of his neck just to give his hands something to do.
Without saying anything, Baekhyun simply rose from the chair and moved closer, lifting his hand slowly and running his finger along the dragon's scales, ignoring the little jump Chanyeol gave as their skin made contact.
Chanyeol ducked his head to disguise the unanticipated heat rising to his cheeks as he felt the feather light touch of Baekhyun's fingers.
The air in the room began to grow heavy with the atmosphere, their breathing was the only thing that could be heard - Chanyeol's deep and unsteady while Baekhyun's had barely altered. Day6's 'Shoot Me' was playing at a low volume from Jongin's office where he'd left it playing in his rush to leave earlier.
Before Baekhyun could label the feel of the atmosphere, the bell above the door rang loudly, causing both men to jump and turn towards the door.
Before Baekhyun could pay too much attention to the change in atmosphere, the bell above the door rang loudly, causing both men to jump and turn towards the door. "Sorry, I'm late! My boss wouldn't let me leave and Donghun locked himself out of the flat again and-" The platinum blonde male stopped to look at the pair and their unusual position, Chanyeol shirtless and Baekhyun stood mere centimetres away with his hands pulled back to his chest as if he'd been caught doing something he shouldn't. "Did I interrupt something?" He asked, a wide smirk growing on his features. Chanyeol rolled his eyes and walked over to his bag, pulling out a folded white shirt and pulling it on before wandering over to the dirty-minded blonde.
The shorter man simply sputtered and waved a small goodbye before disappearing out of sight without the opportunity to speak another word.
In the short moment of quiet, while Baekhyun watched the couple walk away down the street, all that could be heard throughout the parlour was the constant whirring of tattoo needles in the rooms that branched off from the main body of the store. "You're welcome." Baekhyun turned to face the voice, only to see Chanyeol occupying himself by sorting the tattoo pigments into the small pots that reminded Baekhyun of pre-school art classes.
Baekhyun just nodded, the sarcasm going completely over his head as he flopped into the seat directly opposite Chanyeol's desk. He sat quietly for a moment, staring up at pipework in the ceiling, adding to the steampunk vibe of the place, before his eyes landed back on the table, drawn to the black, ring-bound sketchbook with Chanyeol's name scrawled in white across the cover.
Flipping between the pages, his eyes skimmed the bright colours and precise linework in the designs, rotating the book when necessary to see them from the right angle. He soon began to notice how the sketches were ordered from head to toe, other than the last few which Baekhyun guessed were the most recent designs that Chanyeol hadn't gotten around to ordering yet.
A small clatter caused Baekhyun to lift his head, even louder due to the quiet and focused atmosphere. "Fucking typical," Chanyeol muttered, looking down in dismay at the red pigment spreading across the table and down the front of his black shirt, creating a dark stain.
He stood with a sigh, tipping the pot back upright and grabbing his shirt between the shoulder blades, slipping it off over his head without a second thought, the muscles in his back rippling and shifting with the movement of his arms as each new inch of ink on his skin was exposed.
Baekhyun tilted his head to get a better look at the back piece, his eyes trailing over the tattoo and following it along the curve of Chanyeol's spine.
With nothing more than a raised eyebrow, Baekhyun acquiesced, taking out his phone to text Kyungsoo some random top-of-the-head excuse as to why he couldn't go.
However, before he could even unlock the device, the sound of one of the doors clicking open caused Jongin and Baekhyun to turn in the direction of the sound, met with the sight of Kyungsoo strolling out of his office and towards them, his eyes glued to his phone screen. Once he stopped in front of them, he clicked his phone off and slid it into the back pocket of his jeans, smiling softly. "You ready to go?" He enquired, not specifying which one of them he was asking, so Jongin took it upon himself to answer "Um... Baek just came by to let us know that be can't hang tonight." He lied fluidly as Kyungsoo allowed his face to morph into his trademark pouty frown.
He raised an eyebrow and turned to Baekhyun. "Why didn't you just text me instead of walking all of the way down here?" He asked, causing Baek to open his mouth to speak as his mind searched for an excuse to elaborate on and Jongin stood in an unhelpful silence.
Before either of them could answer, however, another voice spontaneously joined the conversation. "I told him I'd show him around some of my art and shit last time he was here, remember? I forgot you guys had plans but it seems like this worked out perfectly anyway." At the sound of the low voice, Baekhyun turned to see a tall, slender man rolling himself through the door on a wheelie chair. His cut off sleeves exposed his muscular yet surprisingly uninked arms as he pushed himself off the wall to steer and his black hair shining like an oil slick under the artificial lights.
Kyungsoo turned to Baekhyun with a look of suspicion. "You two know each other??" He interrogated, causing all three of the other males in the room to freeze as if put on pause.
Luckily, Jongin chose this moment to snap out of his silent state. "Of course, I mean, Baekhyun comes by here all the time to see us, how could he not know Chanyeol? Now come on, let's go, bye Baek!" He rambled, taking hold of Kyungsoo's arm and pulling him towards the door in an attempt to get him to stop asking questions.
●OUTCAST● CH 2
Annie:y-yes●they run away and Johnny follows them●
Annie:WHAT JOHNNY u and ur sister have hurt us enough
Johnny:I know and I'm sorry
Kenzie:this is probably one of ur stupid pranks again let's go Annie●they leave the school and go home●
Annie:I hate my life
Annie:I'll get it●she runs downstairs and opens it●
Annie: oh its u ,what do u want Johnny
Johnny:I came to apologize
Annie:bye Johnny●trys to close the door but Johnny stops it●
Johnny:just hear me out
Annie:fine●she steps outside and closes the door●
Johnny:look Annie I'm so sorry for the way me and my sister have been treating u guys and I'm so sorry if I ever hurt u and Kenzie and I've always wanted to say sorry
Annie:before or after the fact that we told u our parents died
Johnny:before but all I have ever thought about is my rep so I continued to bully people like u and Kenzie and I'm sorry
Annie:I forgive u ●Kenzie yells out the window●
Johnny:thank u guys sm
Annie:but now me and Kenzie are gonna get bullied even more bc of that stupid lie ur sister told
Johnny: I'll try to get her to stop bullying u guys
Johnny:np ●they hug●
Johnny:bye Annie●he gets in his car and leaves●●she goes in the house and closes the door and head back to her room●
Kenzie:so what do u wanna do
Annie:watch a movie?
Kenzie:sure●they change into their pajamas and watch The kissing booth● #annielebleblanc#annieleblancxtra#mackenzieziegler#kenzieziegler#laurenorlando#laurenorlando88#johnnyorlando#johnnyo#lilabuckingham#nadiaturner#rubyroseturner#haydensummerall#carsonluders#christianlalama#rubyroseturner#sydnastical#hayleyleblanc#katieleblanc#billyleblanc#brookebutler#rushholland#dylanconrique#cadenconrique#mackannie#johannie#fanfic
This was going to be my only chance so I go behind the till and get change for the bus and then run out and to the bus stop. I sit down on the small, old seat waiting for the bus wanting it to come soon just incase anyone saw me steal some money.
It finally came and I quickly got in and said my town, I sat at the back of bus. I was sat there by myself for a while until I finally got a call. My phone started working again.
I saw it was Logan calling me. I answered it.
L:oh my god finally where have you been I was so worried
E:I know I can't explain right now but can you meet me
L: of course when?
E:at the bus stop near *place*
L:ok no problem see you soon
E:thank you bye
After the bus had finally stopped I got off and saw Logan. He ran up to me and hugged me
Logan:where have you been and why are you still in the same clothes as our date?
Ellie:I-it Was J-Jason
Logan:what did he do?
Ellie:can we talk somewhere else?
Logan:sure, I'll take you to my house
We got in his car.. TBC
It was early evening while baekhyun made his journey down the golden-lit street, humming softly along to a melody he couldn't quite place.
The warm breeze was barely a whisper against his skin, shifting his hair only slightly and carrying the sound of distant murmurs and laughter down the empty streets and past the cars lined up along the curb like they were queuing to watch the setting of the sun.
A fluorescent sign just ahead indicated that Baekhyun was arriving at his destination, the only sign of life in the otherwise unoccupied suburb.
In contrast to the exuberant displays in Baekhyun's flower shop, the exterior of the tattoo parlour was dark, sophisticated and minimalistic - an enigma surrounded by the other dainty, picturesque storefronts.
He checked his phone one last time to see if Kyungsoo had sent him any messages after the blunt one-liner he'd delivered, demanding that he came to the parlour immediately after finishing his shift and locking up.
So with an indifferent shrug, he pushed open the black oak door and wandered into the shop, side-eyeing the deceptively cheery bell chiming above his head.
Again, Baekhyun was struck by how different the place was from his usual environment. The white tile floor was replaced with sleek black lino, the cream wallpaper adorned with creeping ivy and vibrant flowers were interchanged with a deep maroon coat of paint and the multitudes of florals and succulents were nowhere to be seen, various items of clutter decorated the parlour instead - a sketchbook here, Jongin's bandana thrown over the back of a chair and several pens in various states of destroy were scattered across the desk.
Meeting eyes with Jongin, Baekhyun recognised the expression of surprise on his face and had to ponder for a moment whether he'd dreamt the whole interaction - if that's what you could call it - with Kyungsoo. "Baek, what're you doing here?" He quizzed, striding out from behind the counter. "Kyungsoo texted and said he wanted to hang out." Baekhyun answered simply.
Jongin gave a quick, urgent shake of his head, his dark chestnut hair splaying across his forehead and becoming even more tousled than before.
You and Emma were taken to your Dad’s house. He had given you the key the night before you left. He was happy to let you go. It was your mother that took convincing. You had Emma make her a card and give her a long speech about the benefits. She always gives in for Emma.
The house was like any other house in the neighborhood. It was a modest size with 3 bedrooms and 2 bathrooms. It may have been tiny to some, but it was huge compared to the apartment in New York. Emma immediately ran to pick a room. You let her, considering you might not even stay here. You still hadn’t decided what you would do. “If you need anything call me. “ Tom said, with a smile that may or may not have made your heart melt a little. “Yeah. I’ll see you in the morning?” You walked with him to the door. “Yes. I’ll pick you up at 10:30” he told you. You nodded your head in agreement. You both stood there for a second, unsure of what to do. “Tom, you coming?” Haz called from the car. Tom rolled his eyes before saying bye. “Bye” You said, closing the door. You felt weird after saying bye. It felt as if you missed him but you shook the thought. You can’t catch feelings for him. You’ll only end up hurt, you told yourself.
Emma had already made herself comfortable on the couch and had the tv on. London was 5 hours ahead of New York and the time change was going to be tough on you. “The clock on the wall said 7:30 so it would be around 2:30 at home?” You asked Emma. “I have no idea. You’re the adult. You need to know these things” she replied, not looking away from the tv. You chucked a pillow at her and she threw it back. It soon became an all out pillow war. You were laughing and Emma was laughing. Pillows were flying threw the air. You were creating a mess but it didn’t matter at the moment. You were actually having fun for once. Nothing was bringing you down. “Okay okay. We need to clean up” you told Emma. She started laughing “what?” “It’s your hair y/n” she said, laughing some more. You went into the bathroom to check. She was right. It was sticking up at all angles and would not stay down. As you walked out of the bathroom, you were blinded by the flash of Emma’s phone. CiC
Arrgggh, look, Robrina fanfic! Someone wrote fanfic specifically based on a relationship I worked on and riffing on words I wrote! I'm so ☺️ right now, and it's really nicely written and cute. I love it (and look at the tags!) Screenwriter XP level up.
*I still want gorgeous cartoony fanart of them sometime though.
**I had to make this a screengrab in layout as for some reason IG wouldn't let me post the full grabs as a series
We are about to land so I’m gonna wake Annie up. I look over and see her sound asleep on my lap I slowly start to wake her up
A: ugh what
J: we are gonna land
Johnny wakes me up telling me we are gonna land so I gather all my stuff and get ready once we were off the plan we were a in the car on our way to his house
L: I’m so tired
A: me too
J: yea same
We all talk and laugh then we arrive we get inside out our things away and go downstairs
L: so I’m gonna take a nap
J: Im gonna take one too
J: you coming
A: no I’ll just stay here
They both walked away and I just sat there I wanted to cry. I started to think about everything that has happened I needed some support so I called Carson
C: hey Annie how’s everything so far
A: Carson *starts to cry*
C: Annie what’s wrong
A: Caleb’s birthday is tomorrow and I don’t think I can do this
C: Annie listen to me you got this you are a strong girl no one can bring you down ok
C: I love you
A: love you too
I hung up the phone and just sat there crying. *Few hours later*
J: what’s wrong your face is red
A: I’m fine
J: come here *hugs*
Soon we started to fall asleep -
- let me know if y’all want more of this fanfic I will try to make it as interesting as possible #annie#annieleblanc#fanfic#carsanniefanfic#austanniefanfics#like#follow#fanfics#joanniefanfic#johanniefanfics#johannie
FANFIC- "ESO SUENA A FANTASIA' - PARTE 1
Hacía tan solo un par de días Palawan era todo en lo que pensaban. Disfrutaban por completo los días, las noches, los amaneceres en la cama, los atardeceres en la playa, del otro sin pausa recuperando el tiempo perdido y sin embargo ahora todo parecía tan lejano, tan idílico. Aunque lo había intentado de mil maneras, no había podido hacer que él cambiara de opinión. Él simplemente no iba a permitir que ella volviera sola a España, estaba dispuesto a arriesgarse porque 366 días habían sido demasiado tiempo sin ella. Si por ella hubiera sido se habría quedado en aquel paraíso con él para siempre pero no había tenido otra opción más que volver. Su madre le había comunicado que Paulita no estaba bien en la escuela y ella sabía que era su culpa. Había dejado la policía dando escándalo, había perdido al amor de su vida de la noche a la mañana y había tenido que soportar que la investigaran por casi un año. ¿El broche de oro? su ex marido finalmente había logrado quitarle la tenencia de su hija. Había sido en ese primer mes tan duro y angustiante que había encontrado las postales de Palawan y había decido que lo mejor era tentar al destino que en ese momento le estaba jugando la peor pasada y averiguar si Sergio estaba allí. Ahora todo había cambiado, se sentía más fuerte junto a Sergio y ella también estaba dispuesta a arriesgarse pero por su hija, para tenerla nuevamente a su lado y llevársela a una playa adonde pudiera criarse sin tantos cambios y lo más lejos de su padre. No podía dejar que Paulita creyera que su madre la había abandonado y por eso estaba nuevamente en España. Ahora estaba en aquel hotel adonde se estaba hospedado Sergio, con otro nombre logicamente.
Raquel miró hacia la puerta y se encontró con la figura de Sergio. Esa voz y ese hombre eran todo lo que necesitaba esa noche para recuperarse de aquel día agitado.
O eso era lo que ella creía.
Él no pensaba dejarla descansar.
“Take off your panties and give them to me.” He said, just quietly enough so no one heard. “W-what?” Dan whimpered, blushing. “Did I stutter? Don’t pretend you’re embarrassed. I bet you want everyone in here to see you do it.” Dan nodded, letting a small “yes daddy” pass his lips and slipping his hands up his skirt. He slowly pulled down the band, the fabric rubbing against him almost enough to elicit another whimper. He carefully slipped the black lace piece over his thighs and down his legs, Phil’s smirk growing as he watched Dan nervously glance around. Dan finally got it off of his legs and over his shoes, the heels of his boots quietly clicking on the ground as they went back down. He carefully held them under the table and handed them to Phil, who tucked them into his pocket. “You’ll really do anything, kitten. So naughty.” Dan buried his bright red face in his hands and nodded, now craving the remote click instead of dreading it. Phil could tell he wanted it, and oh how he loved to see dan so needy. Phil randomly pressed the button in split second intervals, taking in all the little gasps and moans until the food came and the waitress was again by the table. “Oh Dan, baby, could you go get me the salt shaker from that table?” Phil asked sweetly, pointing to an empty booth across from theirs. Dan bit his lip, glancing between the booth and their table. Awkwardly pulling the sweater down as far as he could, he shuffled over to the table and grabbed the salt, returning as quickly as he could and practically throwing himself in the chair. “Thank you.” Phil cooed, nodding to the waitress and flipping on the vibrator when she turned away. Dan grabbed the edge of the table and squeezed it so hard his knuckles turned white, squeezing his eyes shut and biting his lip so he would remain silent. He expected it to turn off after a few seconds, but it stayed on and Phil glanced around before ducking under the table and slipping his mouth around Dan’s length without warning. Dan bit his lip so hard he could taste blood, finally giving up on resisting and releasing into Phil’s mouth.
In Episode 4, Emily takes a peek into the multiverse of The Hunger Games fandom and talks about her change of heart and new appreciation for the Alternate Universe. Hit the link in bio to listen, or subscribe through your favorite podcast player. http://bit.ly/ishipit4
Bueno, al fin les traigo el adelanto del nuevo fanfic que estoy haciendo!! como saben esto lleva mucho tiempo pero lo prometido es deuda asi que si le dan mucho amor yo voy a saber que quieren más y voy a estar más animada para continuarlo, pronto publicaré el primer capitulo... Dejen en los comentarios que les parece este adelanto, y que personaje les gusto más o cual llamo más su atención! 😄
Chaper 6: i saw a cute boy
I went to get my ice cream and sat next to the boys
When i feel someone tap me from behind me. I turn around and see the cute boy
Cute boy: hi
Cute boy: what's your name ( all the boys were looking at talking to him and i can see Daniel getting little sad )
Yn: yn you?
Cute boy: my name cole
Yn: nice to meet u cole
Cole: you to beautiful
All but Daniel: awwwww
Yn: can i get your number
* puts number on phone *
Recap//you get interrupted by your mom.
Y/m: y/n.... no boys yet.. you only got here
Y/n: mom I wasn’t staring or anythi-
Y/m: cmon I need help unpacking *you look at the boys one last time and walk inside with your stuff*
Y/n: who..... are they?
Y/m: probably kids that go to your school
Y/n: mom do I have to start school?
Y/m: yes and they probably gonna be in your scho- *you hear a knock on he door* *you go to answer it* *its a woman*
Woman: hello child...
Y/n: who are you ?
Woman: I’m your neighbour
*your mom comes to the door*
Y/m: hello who are you?
Y/n: she’s our neighbour
Y/m: nice to meet you *shakes hands with the girl*
Y/m: so do you have children
Woman: yes one called Finn and another one called nick *you look over at the boys that where still across the street*
Y/n: is that them?
Woman: well yes that’s one of them the dark haired tall one is Finn, he’s 15
Y/m: oh the same age as you
Woman: so your name is y/n then?
Woman: that’s a nice na- *you both hear a loud bang* *tho woman look over at her son and the boys*
Woman: sorry my son and his friends are starting trouble again I’ve got to go
*you walk up to your room and lay on your bed that has no pillows or blankets on it yet*
Y/n: Finn then?....I wonder if he’s in my school....
~end of chapter~
The hot twin suns beat down upon his plating. Sand ground into joints he didn’t know he had. But 3PO didn’t care. That little R5 unit knew exactly what to do with his multi-tool. And it’d been so long. Ever since R2—but no, he wouldn’t think about that. A crackle of electricity shot through C3PO’s circuitry nearly shorting him out. “I may be fluent in over 6,000,000 forms of communication,” 3PO panted when he came back online, “but you speak the only one that matters.” #quickfanfic#fanfiction#Fanfic#starwars#starwarsmemes#c3po#r5d4#droid#droidlove
His Brother// Chapter 9
• • •
Me: LET GO OF ME
At this point I was so mad. Why is he being such a jerk? Either way I was only hanging out with Y/n as a friend, its not like we did anything wrong.
Oliver: TELL ME, WERE YOU WITH Y/N?
I decided to tell the truth so he wouldn't get as mad.
Me: Fine! I was with Y/n and that was because YOU got her after-school detention
Oliver then threw a punch at me.
Oliver: I'm warning you Sebastian, stay away from Y/n, she's my girlfriend
He left the room and I looked in front of the mirror. There was a small bruise above my cheek. I sighed and lied on my bed.
|Next Day at School|
It was lunch time and I still wasn't ready to face Oliver. I took a seat at the table with ny friends but then I remembered Sebastian.
Me: Ohh I'll be right back Y/f
Y/f: Where are you going?
Me: I left something in class
Y/f: Oh okay
I went out of the lunchroom and made my way outside to see where Sebastian was. I looked around and I couldn't find him. Hmm, I thought he said he normally ate outside. I waited for a few minutes incase he was running late. But he didn't come, I went back inside because its been 20 minutes. When I returned Y/f gave me this look.
Y/f: It took you so long
Me: Oh yeah um i couldn't find what i was looking for so i had to search all my classes
Y/f: Well did you find it?
I thought of Sebastian as "it." Me: Sadly no
Thats when Oliver came and wrapped his arm around me.
Oliver: Hey babe
He kissed my head. I don't know why but i felt kind of awkward. He was pretending like nothing happened.
Oliver: I'm going to have a pool party at my place this Saturday, are you guys in?
My friends started cheering and everyone around us heard him so he practically invited half the school. He's been acting weird.
Oliver: Y/n your coming right?
Me: I guess
~Third Person's POV~
A few days passed by and Y/n still didn't see Sebastian until Saturday afternoon.
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My first Wattpad fanfic "One Night will Make a Difference" has been finally revamped into "That Night", a short completed story!
Back in 2012, I completed this story, so I've decided to revamp it and changed from RATED R into 16+, since it's supposedly a very erotic romance story minus the mention of "parts", but then I have younger audience which is 18 below, so I removed the "unnecessary" scenes.
Genre: Romance, Fan Fiction
Link in bio. 💕 ---
PT 7 “Damn, she’s beautiful” Rye mutters under his breath gazing down at you, curled up against his chest.
You slowly open your eyes, catching Rye staring down at you with his gorgeous hazel eyes. You both blush as he quickly looks away, smirking to himself. He looks back down at you and whispers “Morning kiddo” You roll your eyes and hiss under your breath “Quit calling me kiddo idiot”. Rye chuckles and stretches, you stretch also and sit up, climbing out of Rye’s bed. You stagger over to your bed, rubbing your eyes but you feel Rye’s eyes staring at you from behind and you spin around, crossing your arms over your chest. Rye gets out of bed and stands up a few meters away from you, also crossing his arms, mocking you. You glare straight into his eyes and feel your cheeks going red. You hear the other boys getting up and you shove past Rye to go to the bathroom. He just watched you go, shaking his head and smirking at you. You finish getting dressed for the day, you wash your face and do your makeup. Unlocking the door, you walk back out and see that Rye isn’t in the room. You grab your phone from the bedside table and shove it in your pocket, heading out the bedroom. Not sure where to go, you wander around and end up in another bedroom, you look around, and suddenly jump when Jack comes through the door, brushing his hair. “Morning jack” you smile at him, “Morning Y/N” he grins back at you, standing in front of the mirror, fixing his hair. “Umm... why are you...” he starts asking .
“Sorry I got lost” you interrupt him laughing and you leave the room, letting jack get ready in peace.
You go into another room and realize your back in Ryes bedroom, you sigh and rake your hand through your hair, getting frustrated. Suddenly, Rye bursts into the room laughing. “Hey Y/N, I’ve been following you round and it’s pretty hilarious watching you get lost” he says giving a cute smile
You roll your eyes but smile as well at his adorable face. “Come on, Mikey made pancakes for breakfast” Rye says grabbing your wrist, pulling you out the room. Immediately, you wince and yank your hand back as he accidentally puts pressure on your burns.
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-once i was done telling her what happened these past few days she had a weird look on her face.
“okay... listen.” she said.
“first of all i think maybe jacob and zach have some problems from past, idk but i assume so. and second of all what zach did was creepy and YOU KISSED JACOB!” she yelled the last part.
“shhh,” i said trying to stop her.
“what - i just found it surprising that it was your first kiss,” when those words escaped her mouth my cheeks turned into a weird shade of red.
“eisha dont chu dare tell me that you are falling for him-“
-i spent the entire day with mina and i felt way better talking to her. once i got back home i remembered the mail jacob told me to check. i’m way to curious to read it but i don’t want to show him that i was so desperate to read it- fuck it who cares! i grabbed my mac book and opened my mail.
“one new mail from jacob sartorius,” i read while clicking on it.
-he had sent me a link to the calendar thingy with photos which he made before.
i opened them date by date and while i was going through it i was on the day me and jacob kissed. when i clicked on it the pictures of us kissing popped up.
-I didn’t really know what to feel at that moment. feel happy that had finally had my first kiss? or be mad because i kissed the bad guy? i sigh and shut down my computer and my little brother noah came in.
“heyyy, i missed you sis,” he came and hugged me.
i actually missed noah and mom so much. mom decided to leave noah with us for a few months and i was quite happy about it.
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The chosen one, chapter 4
Millie: Okay I like Finn
Everyone was shocked
Finn: Y-you like me?
Jaeden: Anywaysss Austin truth or dare
Jaeden: I dare you to eat a spoonful of hot sauce
He grabs a spoonful of hot sauce and eats it
Austin: See this is so eas- AHHH HELP IM BURNING ALIVE AHHH
Jaeden: *mocking austin* tHiS iS sO eAsY!
Noah: I’m going to head home now, my mom is probably wondering where I am
Austin: Same goes for me and y/n
You: Bye Guys
You and Austin walk home, when you arrive you see a note on the fridge that said : Hi, it’s mom. sorry I won’t be here for a few weeks because I have a very special event to go to at California. Tayler will be in charge for one month. If you (y/n) and Austin have any issues, I’ve contacted Jaeden and Millie’s mom so they can look after you.
You: Well I’m moving out of here, how about you?
Austin: Why would I ever leave my sister behind
Tayler: GET OUT OF THE HOUSE THEN
You grab some clothes and your school supplies and leave to Jaeden’s house.
Austin knocks on the door
Jess (Jaeden’s mom): Hi guys come on in
Jess: JAEDEN, MILLIE, Y/N AND AUSTIN ARE STAYING FOR ONE MONTH SO MAKE THEM FEEL LIKE HOME
You and Austin walk to the guest room
Austin: I’ll take the floor, you can take the bed
You: Just share with me, you’re my brother anyways
Austin: Alright then
You suddenly black out