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𝙲𝚑𝚘𝚘𝚜𝚎 | 𝙶𝚊𝚕𝚕𝚢 𝚡 𝚏𝚎𝚖 𝚛𝚎𝚊𝚍𝚎𝚛

𝒎𝒂𝒔𝒕𝒆𝒓𝒍𝒊𝒔𝒕

𝒂/𝒏: 𝒉𝒆𝒚 𝒈𝒖𝒚𝒔, 𝒘𝒓𝒐𝒕𝒆 𝒔𝒐𝒎𝒆𝒕𝒉𝒊𝒏𝒈 𝒂𝒃𝒐𝒖𝒕 𝑮𝒂𝒍𝒍𝒚 𝒔𝒊𝒏𝒄𝒆 𝑰 𝒉𝒂𝒗𝒆𝒏'𝒕 𝒊𝒏 𝒂 𝒘𝒉𝒊𝒍𝒆. 𝑨𝒏𝒅 𝒉𝒐𝒏𝒆𝒔𝒕𝒍𝒚 𝒕𝒉𝒊𝒔 𝒘𝒂𝒔 𝒊𝒏 𝒎𝒚 𝒅𝒓𝒂𝒇𝒕𝒔 𝒇𝒐𝒓 𝒂 𝒍𝒐𝒏𝒈 𝒕𝒊𝒎𝒆. 𝑩𝒖𝒕 𝑰 𝒂𝒍𝒔𝒐 𝒉𝒂𝒗𝒆 𝒂 𝑻𝒉𝒐𝒎𝒂𝒔 𝒔𝒎𝒖𝒕 𝒄𝒐𝒎𝒊𝒏𝒈 𝒐𝒖𝒕 𝒔𝒐𝒐𝒏 𝒔𝒐 𝒃𝒆 𝒓𝒆𝒂𝒅𝒚 𝒇𝒐𝒓 𝒕𝒉𝒂𝒕. 𝑹𝒆𝒎𝒆𝒎𝒃𝒆𝒓 𝒕𝒐 𝒍𝒆𝒂𝒗𝒆 𝒓𝒆𝒒𝒖𝒆𝒔𝒕𝒔 𝒊𝒇 𝒚𝒐𝒖 𝒉𝒂𝒗𝒆 𝒂𝒏𝒚. 𝑬𝒏𝒋𝒐𝒚 𝒍𝒐𝒗𝒆 𝒚𝒐𝒖 𝒂𝒍𝒍 <𝟑

𝒔𝒖𝒎𝒎𝒂𝒓𝒚: 𝑮𝒂𝒍𝒍𝒚 𝒅𝒐𝒆𝒔𝒏'𝒕 𝒘𝒂𝒏𝒕 𝒕𝒐 𝒈𝒐 𝒘𝒊𝒕𝒉 𝒚𝒐𝒖 𝒕𝒐 𝒍𝒆𝒂𝒗𝒆 𝒕𝒉𝒆 𝒈𝒍𝒂𝒅𝒆 𝒔𝒐 𝒚𝒐𝒖 𝒕𝒉𝒆𝒏 𝒍𝒆𝒂𝒗𝒆 𝒉𝒊𝒎 𝒕𝒐 𝒅𝒊𝒆. 𝑨𝒇𝒕𝒆𝒓 𝒂 𝒘𝒉𝒊𝒍𝒆 𝒚𝒐𝒖 𝒕𝒉𝒊𝒏𝒌 𝒉𝒆'𝒔 𝒅𝒆𝒂𝒅 𝒖𝒏𝒕𝒊𝒍 𝒚𝒐𝒖 𝒔𝒆𝒆 𝒉𝒊𝒎 𝒂𝒈𝒂𝒊𝒏. 𝑾𝒊𝒍𝒍 𝒚𝒐𝒖 𝒇𝒐𝒓𝒈𝒊𝒗𝒆 𝒉𝒊𝒎 𝒇𝒐𝒓 𝒘𝒉𝒂𝒕 𝒉𝒆 𝒑𝒖𝒕 𝒚𝒐𝒖 𝒕𝒉𝒓𝒐𝒖𝒈𝒉 𝒐𝒓 𝒘𝒊𝒍𝒍 𝒚𝒐𝒖 𝒉𝒂𝒕𝒆 𝒉𝒊𝒎 𝒇𝒐𝒓𝒆𝒗𝒆𝒓?

𝒘𝒂𝒓𝒏𝒊𝒏𝒈𝒔/𝒄𝒐𝒏𝒕𝒆𝒏𝒕: 𝒂𝒏𝒈𝒔𝒕, 𝒇𝒍𝒖𝒇𝒇, 𝒉𝒖𝒈𝒈𝒊𝒏𝒈, 𝒌𝒊𝒔𝒔𝒊𝒏𝒈, 𝒂𝒏𝒈𝒆𝒓, 𝒎𝒂𝒅 𝑻𝒉𝒐𝒎𝒂𝒔, 𝒑𝒖𝒏𝒄𝒉𝒊𝒏𝒈, 𝒃𝒍𝒐𝒐𝒅, 𝒎𝒆𝒏𝒕𝒊𝒐𝒏𝒔 𝒐𝒇 𝒅𝒆𝒂𝒕𝒉, 𝒈𝒖𝒏𝒔, 𝒃𝒐𝒎𝒃𝒔. 𝑺𝒘𝒆𝒂𝒓𝒊𝒏𝒈. 𝑰 𝒅𝒐𝒏'𝒕 𝒕𝒉𝒊𝒏𝒌 𝑰 𝒎𝒊𝒔𝒔𝒆𝒅 𝒂𝒏𝒚𝒕𝒉𝒊𝒏𝒈

𝒘𝒐𝒓𝒅 𝒄𝒐𝒖𝒏𝒕: 𝟐.𝟖𝑲

The world felt as if it were spinning- no coming to a complete stop. Time felt as if it wasn't a thing. You stood there like a complete idiot with a knife to your throat as you looked at the man you had come to love other the past three years. Millions of thoughts were coming to your head as everyone around you was yelling, you couldn't hear a word anyone was saying all you could hear were the thoughts running trough your head.

Did he even love you? If he did, wouldn't he give anything to be with you, give anything to have a normal life with you outside of this damn Glade. You knew the reasons for this, he was scared, so scared that everything else was blurred and blocked out. His feelings for you didn't feel as strong when the fear was much stronger. And at this moment you wanted to hate him, you wanted to yell and scream at him to just listen to everyone. Listen to you. But he wouldn't and everyone including yourself knew this.

Your eyes were filled with tears, your heart was going so fast you thought it would rip out of your chest completely and you felt as if the world was ending. You didn't think you'd ever feel so bad in your life, the feeling was far worse than fear, it was far worse than the many panic attacks you've had over the years, it was much worse than millions of stabs, you'd even prefer the stabs, you'd prefer the panic attacks. For anything was better than this.

The moment his eyes connected with yours you knew you would never see him again, you knew he was gone, he was already a dead man. And even the thought of leaving him behind made you want to throw up. The thought of begging him to come with you came across your mind many times but you knew better than to beg a dead man to leave his graveyard.

His hard eyes softened when he saw the pain in your eyes, he knew you wanted to go with them, he knew you wanted him to go with you, he knew it all. But he couldn't see past that damn fear.

"Let her go," His voice came out soft, softer than anything you've ever heard coming from his lips. Your eyes didn't leave his, not even when you felt the knife slowly drop from your throat. And before you could stop yourself you ran up to Gally, your shaking hands grabbing his neck and pulling his face down to meet yours.

His lips collided with yours and he didn't stop you, instead he dropped his knife and pulled you in closer, kissing you back with so much passion you thought that maybe this would change his mind, you thought for sure he loved you. But this kiss was a goodbye and you both knew this.

You gripped his hair tighter, going onto your toes to get more acses to him making his grip on your waist tight, so tight it hurt, but you didn't care. The hurt was nothing compared to what you felt in your heart. You wanted nothing more than to be in his arms for the rest of your life, and if you would've known that the last time you'd ever see him smile or laugh was that night you wouldn't have ever looked away.

You pulled away from him, your head leaning on his as he gazed into your eyes. Neither of you said anything, for you both already knew what the other wanted to say. You knew you'd never find another like Gally, and you never wanted to ever try to find someone to replace him. He was the one for you, and now. Now you had to leave him here to die. You were in a nightmare and you were just waiting until the morning came so that you could run back into his arms and everything would be fine again. But that was just a dream at this point. A dream you'd never be able to reach.

You felt cold the second you stepped away from his warm embrace. It took everything in you to keep on moving forward, you didn't even dare to look back. You felt a warm hard on your back right as you rejoined the group of teenagers leaving the Glade.

"It'll be okay," Newt whispered as he wiped your wet face.

The rest of it all came in a blur, you barely remember anything from running in the maze to running from Grievers. And soon you were in a room with dead bodies scattered all over, most due to gun shots. You remembered a video and then your world crashed and crumbed right in front of your eyes.

You remember screams and cries, all coming from you. You remember being pulled away from the only dead body you never wanted to see dead, you remember feeling numb. You remember his face, his eyes. They looked as cold and empty as you felt.

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As the months went on you wished you had never left the Glade in the first place, for the world was nothing any of you expected, it was dark, and dead. Everywhere you looked you saw more and more death, you saw how survival was all anyone ever thought about anymore, your small group seemed to be the only ones who cared about friendship and loyalty.

You were surprised you lasted as long as you did without dying, or without getting the flare but in all honesty it was due to your group, you all saved each other over and over, never leaving anyone behind. So when Minho got captured each and everyone of you wanted to go back fro him, and thats exactly what you did.

You got shoved to the side by Newt as a truck passes by, yours eyes follow it when you see there were about five men sat on top all wearing masks. You start to feel a little uneasy when one of the men doesn't look away from you, his head moving to the side as the truck moves further along the road.

You snap your head back to Newt when he starts walking forward, your eyes roam around, seeing so many people in one spot was rare nowadays and you knew this wouldn't end well, WIKD would never allow it get like this and soon they would put a stop to it.

You saw how Thomas walked ahead of all of you, ignoring Jorge when he tried to stop him, you knew this wasn't the best way to get Minho back but none of you had a better plan so you kept on walking, ignoring the strange feeling in your chest that told you something bad was going to happen.

You looked behind you only to see that same man who you saw on the truck, his eyes were covered by the mask so you didn't know weather or not he was even looking at you, but either or it didn't feel right. Something about him made you feel uneasy, maybe it was his height, he towered over everyone it seemed like, and he had a really good build. He was intimating, and the mask made it worse.

Newt seemed to see this too, he pointed another one out to you, and this made the both of you move faster towards the rest of your group. And before you even realized you were all running again with bombs crashing into the ground all around you.

As you were running you saw someone behind you, you didn't think much of it for everyone was trying to get out before being killed but than you felt strong arms warp around your waist and before you could get out of their grasp they pulled you up.

You screamed and tried hitting the man but he was far too strong. Your wide and worried eyes searched for your friends but you didn't see them anywhere, making fear creep into your body. You turned your head to see it was the same masked man you saw on the truck, his eyes were looking stright ahead and before you knew it you were shoved into a van, hitting the floor with a grunt.

You quickly moved to the back wall when the man got in with you. You looked at them with fear laced in your eyes, there were about three men all in masks and just staring at you. Your breath was coming in and out fast, you looked around trying to see if there was a way out but you knew if you tried they would probably shot you dead.

You jumped when the door slid open but relaxed a little when they threw Thomas in. He was yelling at the man but his yells came to deaf ears when the man shut the door in his face, he turned around, his eyes finding your causing him to relax a little.

You both jerked when the Van started moving, and you tried your best to not freak out. What if they were with Wicked? All kinds of horrible thoughts came to mind but they all vanished when the Van stoped.

Thomas tried to fight off the men when they grabbed him and pulled him out. But due to his fighting they just threw him to the ground. You on the other hand, got out of the van by yourself, your eyes glaring daggers at the man who reached to get you out. But by the look you gave him, he backed away from you.

You ripped your gaze off his, the further you walked the more men you saw, all wearing masks, all carrying weapons, all looking like they could kill you without a single thought, or a single care. Thankfully you saw everyone you came here with, but they were all standing in front of the men, this could very well be your end. And Minho would rot in wicked for who knows how long.

Your heart picked up in pace when a man started talking, his voice was deep but it sounded way too familiar. He was the same man you've been seeing since you got in the city, there was something different about him, but you didn't know what exactly it was.

You could feel Thomas getting impatient the more the man spoke. You cursed to yourself when he finally had enough, pushing the man who was behind him and stepping forward. "What do you mean same side! Who the hell are you?"

Everyone went dead silent, and you could feel yourself holding your breath, waiting for the man to give some kind of reaction, a reaction none of you wanted. But he was quiet for far too long. You furrowed your brows when he turned his head, grabbing his mask with his free hand and pulling it over his head. He looked at the ground for maybe 5 second before turning his head to you all.

Your heart dropped to the ground, the air around you felt thick, and you could feel yourself having trouble breathing. Tears came to your eyes in an instant and every sound around you turned off, all you could hear was a faint buzzing and your pounding heart in your chest.

His eyes connected with yours so fast you thought you had gotten whiplash, you could feel everyones eyes on you, not just Gally's and it was making you feel suffocated. You didn't know what to do, or what to feel. You wanted to cry, yell and scream all at the same time, you wanted to run into his arms and hug him until you died but at the same time you wanted to hit him over and over again for the way he hurt you, and make you leave without him.

But before you could even take a step Thomas lunged forward, hitting Gally straight in the face, hard. So hard Gally fell to the ground with Thomas right on top of him. You wanted to move, run towards them and stop Thomas from hurting him but you couldn't move, no matter how hard you tried too.

Thankfully Newt did it for you, running towards the two boys, he fell beside Thomas, grabbing his hand, stopping him from going further. You could see their lips moving but you didn't know what they were saying, you felt as if you were in a dream, floating out of your body, it didn't feel real. Nothing felt real.

Thomas got off him fast, but you could see he was dripping with anger, anger you were slowly starting to feel. Gally got up and off the ground, moving his jaw with his hand before he eyes you again. His gaze softened, his voice dropped in pitch and he looked almost scared.

"Y/N?" Everyone turned to you again, but you didn't even see anyone, all you could see was red as you looked at the boy who was supposed to love you enough to leave with you. But he was a coward then he defiantly was one now.

And before you could stop yourself you moved forward, it all happened so fast as you grabbed the gun for the man behind you, he tried to stop you but you kicked him in the crouch casuing him to fall to the ground.

With the gun in your hands and adrenaline coursing through your veins, you tightened your grip on the firearm, your knuckles white with tension as moved towards Gally who didn't move from where he stood before. He held his head high, his eyes becoming glazed, but he clenched his jaw waiting for you to do what you wanted.

You could hear yelling from everyone behind you, but it was too late. Without a moment's hesitation, you swung the gun with precision, striking him hard across the temple with the back of the weapon. A sickening thud resonated through the air as the force of the blow sent him reeling backward. His eyes widened in shock, then dulled with pain as he crumpled to the floor.

The room fell silent, save for the heavy breaths echoing in the aftermath of the swift blow. You stood over him, chest heaving. The weight of what you had just done settled upon your shoulders, but you pushed it aside, the anger still seeping in your veins when he looked up at you, his nose bleeding.

You didn't know what was going on around you but whatever it was it died down when Gally raised his hand, telling them it was okay. His breathing came in and out harshly, his eyes connected with yours and the same softness still visible.

"You piece of shit," You breathed out, your voice dripping with hurt and rage. "You shouldn't have come back," Tears filled your vision as you remembered what he did, and how he made you feel. You had woken up screaming and crying because of him, and thinking you saw him die right in your arms. But he wasn't dead, and it was messing with your head, he was messing with your head.

"I'm so sorry Y/N," You let out a small cry at the sound of his voice, or the way your name rolled off his tongue. You didn't think you would ever hear him say your name again, and it caused your heart to physically hurt. Your breathing was getting faster and faster the more you let yourself feel the pain, you felt yourself give in slowly.

Tears slipped down your cheeks and you took a step away from him, dropping the gun on the ground in front of you. Gally didn't even waist a second, his eyes connecting with yours as he got up and off the ground, and making his way towards your form.

You gasped when he grabbed you and pulled you into his warm arms. And as he wrapped his arms around you, he could feel you trembling against him, your body shaking with the weight of all the emotions coursing through you. He held you close, his embrace a shelter from the storm of doubt and fear that had plagued you both during your time apart.

Your arms wound tightly around his neck, fingers clutching at the fabric of his uniform as if afraid he might slip away once more. He could feel the dampness of your tears soaking into his shirt.

In that moment, nothing else mattered. Not the passing of time, nor the trials you had faced while you were apart. All that mattered in this moment was the warmth of your bodies pressed together, the rhythm of your hearts beating as one.

And as you held each other, lost in the sweet embrace of reunion, the world faded away around you, leaving only the echo of your love reverberating through the empty spaces between you. It was a moment frozen in time, a testament to the enduring power of your connection, and a promise of the future you would build together, one tender embrace at a time.

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𝙳𝚒𝚎 𝙰𝚕𝚘𝚗𝚎 | 𝙼𝚒𝚗𝚑𝚘 𝚡 𝚏𝚎𝚖 𝚛𝚎𝚊𝚍𝚎𝚛

𝒎𝒂𝒔𝒕𝒆𝒓𝒍𝒊𝒔𝒕

𝒂/𝒏: 𝒉𝒆𝒚 𝒈𝒖𝒚𝒔, 𝒔𝒐 𝑰'𝒎 𝒌𝒊𝒏𝒅𝒂 𝒊𝒏 𝒎𝒚 𝒎𝒂𝒛𝒆 𝒓𝒖𝒏𝒏𝒆𝒓 𝒕𝒉𝒊𝒏𝒈 𝒂𝒈𝒂𝒊𝒏, 𝒂𝒏𝒅 𝒕𝒉𝒊𝒔 𝒐𝒏𝒆 𝒘𝒂𝒔 𝒔𝒐 𝒎𝒖𝒄𝒉 𝒇𝒖𝒏 𝒇𝒐𝒓 𝒎𝒆 𝒕𝒐 𝒘𝒓𝒊𝒕𝒆. 𝑰 𝒇𝒆𝒆𝒍 𝒍𝒊𝒌𝒆 𝒊 𝒉𝒂𝒗𝒆 𝒂 𝒍𝒐𝒕 𝒐𝒇 𝒊𝒅𝒆𝒂𝒔 𝒇𝒐𝒓 𝒕𝒉𝒆 𝒎𝒂𝒛𝒆 𝒓𝒖𝒏𝒏𝒆𝒓 𝒂𝒏𝒅 𝒊𝒇 𝒂𝒏𝒚 𝒐𝒇 𝒚𝒐𝒖 𝒉𝒂𝒗𝒆 𝒓𝒆𝒒𝒖𝒆𝒔𝒕𝒔 𝒑𝒍𝒆𝒂𝒔𝒆 𝒂𝒔𝒌. 𝑬𝒏𝒋𝒐𝒚 𝒍𝒐𝒗𝒆𝒔

𝒔𝒖𝒎𝒎𝒂𝒓𝒚: 𝒚𝒐𝒖 𝒓𝒖𝒏 𝒊𝒏𝒕𝒐 𝒕𝒉𝒆 𝒎𝒂𝒛𝒆 𝒊𝒏𝒔𝒕𝒆𝒂𝒅 𝒐𝒇 𝑻𝒉𝒐𝒎𝒂𝒔. 𝑾𝒊𝒍𝒍 𝒚𝒐𝒖 𝒕𝒘𝒐 𝒎𝒂𝒌𝒆 𝒊𝒕 𝒐𝒖𝒕 𝒂𝒍𝒊𝒗𝒆 𝒂𝒏𝒅 𝒘𝒊𝒍𝒍 𝑴𝒊𝒏𝒉𝒐 𝒇𝒊𝒏𝒅 𝒐𝒖𝒕 𝒂𝒃𝒐𝒖𝒕 𝒚𝒐𝒖𝒓 𝒕𝒓𝒖𝒆 𝒇𝒆𝒆𝒍𝒊𝒏𝒈𝒔 𝒇𝒐𝒓 𝒉𝒊𝒎???

𝒘𝒂𝒓𝒏𝒊𝒏𝒈𝒔/𝒄𝒐𝒏𝒕𝒆𝒏𝒕: 𝒇𝒍𝒖𝒇𝒇, 𝒓𝒆𝒂𝒍𝒍𝒚 𝒍𝒊𝒈𝒉𝒕 𝒂𝒏𝒈𝒔𝒕, 𝒌𝒊𝒔𝒔𝒊𝒏𝒈, 𝒔𝒘𝒆𝒂𝒓𝒊𝒏𝒈, 𝒎𝒂𝒅 𝑴𝒊𝒏𝒉𝒐, 𝒄𝒓𝒚𝒊𝒏𝒈, 𝒚𝒆𝒍𝒍𝒊𝒏𝒈, 𝒈𝒓𝒊𝒆𝒗𝒆𝒓𝒔

𝒘𝒐𝒓𝒅 𝒄𝒐𝒖𝒏𝒕: 𝟑.𝟓𝒌

It was late, the sun was slowly starting to set, and still the boys weren’t back. At first you thought they were just late, sometimes it happened, where they just lost track of time, most of the time when they found something or when they get lost.

But they have never been this late before. And to make matters worse, your leader Alby was in there also. And everyone knew that if the doors closed with Minho and Ably inside, you would all be screwed.

So when the rain had stopped pouring, you along with every other glader stood at the entrance of the maze, watching, waiting. You bounced on your heels anxiously, your eyes trying to peer around the corridors for a shadow, a glimpse of life. But nothing.

It was getting darker, the doors would close any minute now, and you felt sick to your stomach. You hadn't felt like this since they banished Ben, and if you had to lose Minho too, you wouldn't even want to live anymore.

And if you were being completely honest with yourself, you always had something more than friendship for Minho. You two weren't as close as you would've liked to be, you've talked to him before but that was just because of Ben or Newt. Other then that you two never spoke, he didn't even seem to notice you, always looking somewhere else when you'd speak to him and just act cold towards you.

Which you never understood. You had come up only four months after Minho did, and right at the beginning he acted as if you were a burden to the whole glade. You knew straight away it was because you were a girl but you never called him out about it because you were also a little scared of him. Minho was a big guy, bigger than any boy in the glade. And you knew of his sarcastic banter but he never showed that to you, all you got was the cold shoulder and the blank stares.

But you couldn't help but fall for him, he might have so many bad traits, such as being cold towards you, never paying you any mind or maybe because he acted as if you were some child who everyone always had to look after. But the good ones overtook the bad, he seemed caring to his friends, funny, determined, always thinking of finding a way to get everyone out. He put his life on the line for everyone, and that was something that took a lot of amount of courage and will power.

You admired him, from afar of course. You wanted to have the determination he did, you wanted to be able to wake up every morning with a set mind and heart.

"What if they don't make it?" You heard the new greenie say, his words snapping you back to reality, the reality that this was actually happening, that they might not make it. And that you will never be able to tell Minho how you really felt for him. But you knew he wouldn't even care if you did.

"They're gonna make it." Newt replied, his eyes boring into the maze, searching, hoping. Like you all were. You could feel tears welling up in your eyes as you heart began to race. It was happening, you were letting your panic slowly take over. And you didn't know if you'd be able to stop it now.

You could feel your hands begin to shake. They just can't die, they can't. You could feel a warm hand on your back, it was Newts. He knew of your feelings for his friend, and you knew he was trying to reassure you but it did little to no help.

You felt your heart drop to the pit of your stomach when you heard that all to familiar sound, followed with the ground rumbling and soon the wind blew back your hair. Finally you let your tears slip when the walls slowly started to grind together.

But then.

"Over there!" Chuck yelled, his finger pointing at the two figures who staggered past the corner, reaching into everyones line of sight. Everyone went dead silent as they all tired to figure out why Minho was moving so slow.

"Somethings wrong," Someone, you didn't know who said. Your eyes widened when you saw Alby slouched over Minho's shoulders, unconscious or maybe even dead. It was taking everything in you to try and keep yourself from screaming his name, yelling at him to hurry the hell up. But you just couldn't keep your mouth shut.

"Come on Minho you can make it!" You were the first to break the silence, yelling as loud as you could and soon everyone else erupted into yells and screams at Minho. You couldn't even hear your own voice over all the noise, but you didn't care.

Dread filled your entire body when he dropped Alby to the ground, but he didn't just leave him like Gally was yelling at him to do, instead he grabbed his legs and started dragging him towards you all.

You stopped your screams, and everything around you seemed to go silent, like background noise. Your breathing was just picking up in pace and your whole body shook with fear. Everyone around you knew he wasn't going to make it, not if he moved as slow as he was. And everyone also knew he would never leave a man behind.

Absent tears slipped from your eyes as you stared at the scene in front of your eyes. Minho looked so tired, but still he dragged Alby as fast as he could, and the closer the walls got to each other the more he seemed to panic. Sweat dripped off his arms, his face and his muscles bulged through his shirt as he dragged Alby.

The more tired he got the slower he became. You could see him slowing down, everyone could. You could feel yourself on the furge of a panic attack, everything was happening too fast but he was moving so slow.

Minho let out a panic yell as he tried to will himself to move faster, but he was just too far away. Your eyes shifted to the walls as a thought came to your head, a stupid thought, a really really stupid thought. One that you didn't let yourself rethink.

"Y/N NO!" Newt yelled right as your feet stepped between the two walls. You kept your eyes forward and your panic at bey as you ran with everything in you to the other side. The side no one wanted to be on, the side that would most likely lead to your death. But that was the last thing on your mind. The only thing you could think about was the boy who you loved, and not letting him die out here alone.

You barely made it to the other side alive, having to push yourself out as the walls closed with a crash behind you. You didn't even have time to think about what you did before Minho came charging at you. His face full of anger, disbelief and fear.

"Y/N what the hell did you do!" He yelled, his eyes wide as he grabbed your arm, pulling you harshly towards him. Your heart raced with adrenaline as you stared back into his eyes. "You just killed yourself! What the hell is wrong with you!"

"I couldn't just let you die!" You yelled back, ripping your arm away from his tight grasp. He seemed taken a back by your tone but he regained himself quickly.

"And what? That means you just kill yourself too! What do you think you'll do that will save me? Save us? You know nothing about the maze!" He was so close to you, his tone scared you more than you wanted to let him know, and his words just made it a whole lot worse. You darted your gaze to the ground as they filled with tears.

"Crying isn't going to help us." He might have wanted it to come out harsher but his tone softened. He was right, you didn't know two things about the maze, or how to be a good runner, but that didn't matter, you weren't about to let him die, even if that meant to kill yourself too.

You turned your eyes up into his. "You're right." You wiped your face with the back of your hand as you took a step away from him, which caught Minho's attention immediately, his eyes following your smaller form. "I don't know a thing about the maze, and I might have just walked into my own death, but I wasn't going to let you die alone,"

He didn't say anything, his eyes just staring into yours. And this was the first time he didn't seem cold towards you, the first time his eyes weren't empty as he looked into yours. It made your stomach fill with butterflies, which was so stupid in the situation you were in.

"You don't deserve to die like this Y/N," His words caught you off guard, and for some odd reason made tears well up in your eyes again. You sucked in a deep breath as you turned away, your gaze darting towards Alby, who was limp on the ground.

"We should hide him somewhere," You said, already moving to kneel beside Alby. Your hand brushed over his face, and your heart dropped a little when you saw the gash on his head. But you didn't mention it, knowing why he had done it in the first place.

Minho didn't say a word as he took him by the arm, slinging on over his shoulder. Not knowing what else to do you followed suit, your knees almost bucking with his weight. But you just willed yourself to move even if he was heavy.

After maybe 5 minutes of walking around Minho dropped his side causing you to almost fall over as all of Alby's weight fell on you. Having no other choice you dropped him as gently as you could by the nearby wall.

"What the hell is wrong with you?" You breathed out in annoyance, getting up on your feet as you tired to regain your raged breathing. Minho turned towards you, his eyes hardening but you cut in before he got the chance to speck. "We can't just leave him here. He'll die. We have to put him somewhere. Or hide him-"

"Where?" He interrupted, his voice full of frustration and panic. You had never seen Minho panic before and while you understood you were also getting annoyed with him. He's supposed to be the Keeper of the runners and here he is not using his head and instead using his panic.

"I don't know." Your own voice matching his. Your eyes shifted around, trying to find somewhere out of sight. But he should be the one to know the maze better than anyone, or so you've been told. "You're supposed to know everything about the maze. Isn't there one place you can think of to hide him-" He let out a frustrated groan before he grabbed your waist, pinning you to the wall.

"You don't fucking get it! Take a look around, we're trapped and we aren't getting out of this alive!" Your breathing was fast from the shock and the truth to his words. His face was close to yours, his hands were warm which made shivers run up your spine.

"With an attitude like that, yeah no klunk we're dead!" You pushed him away from you with slightly shaking hands. "Be the shucking keeper Minho!" You yelled. "And lead me."

"You are a shucking builder Y/N! How the hell am I-" A horrifying cry rang through your ears, shutting both you and Minho's mouths as your eyes shifted behind Minho. You couldn't see anything but you knew what you heard and you did not want to meat the creature that made that terrible sound.

"Okay okay, it doesn't matter Minho. We just need to hide him," You were panicking, you could feel the rise in your stomach and your throat. But you had to keep it down, this was the worst place to have a full panic attack, and the wrong person to have it in front. "What about underneath?"

Minho looked to what you were pointing at, which was under the ivy at the bottom of the wall. "Okay okay but hurry, the walls are already changing."

For the next ten minutes you and Minho got Alby safely under the ivy, you didn't know if it would work but you prayed to whoever was out there that it would. You didn't even notice when Minho had stopped helping you, all your mind was focused on was making sure that Alby was safe to leave.

"We gotta go!"

"What?"

"We gotta go!" You felt Minho grab your arms, pulling you up onto your feet. Your eyes darted behind you as Minho dragged you forward, and thats when you saw it.

Your breath caught in your throat as you laid eyes on it for the first time. The thing everyone in the glade feared, the thing no one has ever seen and lived to tell the tale. It was unlike anything you'd ever seen—half-machine, half-monster, with twisted limbs. It's movements jerky and unnatural. Panic rushed into your body like lighting and thats when everything started to feel real. That you might actually not make it out alive.

You could feel your body turn stiff, and your blood turn cold. You thought for a second you were going to throw up, cry or scream. Maybe all of them and Minho sensed it immediately.

"Y/N Y/N no no no." Minho tried pulling you with him but your feet refused to move as you watched the griever turn into another corridor. "Don't do this now. We have to go!"

"I can't do this Minho!" You felt tears burn in your eyes, your breathing was ragged and heavy, and you were starting to see spots. "I can't-"

"Yes you can!"

"No I-"

"Listen to me!" He turned you around to face him, his hands cupping your face harshly, causing your eyes to connect with his. "Look I don't know if you're brave or just brain dead for running in here, but you did okay? So don't panic now, in-fact you aren't allowed to panic now. You have to learn to control it," Minho said, his voice low and dangerous. "Because if you can't, you'll get us both killed. So shove it down you got that. Shove. It. Down."

You nodded into his hands, your mouth trembling and the tears slipping down your face. You were about to wipe them away but Minho did it for you. You would have questioned it but you were far too scared to even think about anything other than death.

"Y/N, we need to run!" Minho shouted, his voice tinged with panic as his eyes widen, looking behind you. Your heart dropped to the ground as you heard it's dreadful scream and mechanical run but this time you didn't wait for Minho to drag you along. Instead you broke into a sprint, hot on Minho's heels.

The Griever's mechanical legs clattered against the ground as it raced after you two. You could hear its heavy breaths echoing behind you, driving you forward with a surge of adrenaline fueled fear.

"We can't outrun it," You panted, your voice strained with exertion as you darted around a corner, narrowly avoiding the Griever's grasp.

Your heart sank as you realized you were trapped, with nowhere to run and nowhere to hide. But giving up was not also not an option—not when your life, and were at risk. And not when Minho still didn't know your true feelings.

With a desperate burst of energy, you pushed forward, dodging the Griever's relentless attacks with quick reflexes and determination. Every step felt like a battle against death itself, but you refused to surrender.

Your legs burned, your lungs screamed for air, and yet the Griever remained hot on your heels. As exhaustion threatened to consume you, you felt your pace slowing, your steps faltering with each passing moment.

You swallowed hard, your throat dry. The relentless pace was wearing you down, both physically and mentally. The maze seemed to stretch on endlessly, its walls looming ominously overhead.

"We can't stop!" Minho's voice pierced through the darkness, sharp with frustration.

But despite his harsh words, you struggled to keep up, your muscles aching with every step. As you rounded yet another corner, you stumbled, nearly falling to the ground.

"I-I can't," you gasped, your voice barely above a whisper as you fought to catch your breath.

Minho's patience snapped, his frustration boiling over as he turned to face you, his expression a mix of anger and desperation.

"Dammit, Y/N!" he barked, his voice laced with frustration. "Get it together! Do you think the Grievers care if you're tired?" Minho snapped, his tone harsh. "Do you think they'll show you mercy because you can't keep up? No. They'll tear you apart without a second thought. We need to keep moving, or we're dead."

His words struck you like a blow, the harsh reality of your situation sinking in with chilling clarity. Despite the fear and exhaustion, you forced yourself to push through.

"Come on we can lose it down here! The walls are changing, closing! Keep moving, Y/N!"

Heart pounding, you glanced back to see the Griever's glowing eyes fixated on you, its mechanical limbs clattering against the stone floor as it got closer. With a surge of adrenaline, you broke into a sprint. As you ran, Minho's voice became a distant roar.

But then, a plan formed in your mind—a reckless, desperate plan. With a quick glance back, you veered off course, leading the Griever away from Minho's path.

"Come on, you ugly piece of scrap!" you taunted as you drew the Griever's attention to yourself.

Behind you, Minho's voice rose in panic, his yells desperate for you to turn back. But you ignored him.

As you ran, the walls of the maze began to shift and close in around you, sealing off your escape. With the Griever hot on your heels, you pushed yourself, every muscle burning.

And then, with a surge of determination, you made a leap, narrowly avoiding the closing walls as you launched yourself into the narrow gap.

With a sickening crunch, the Griever collided with the closing walls, its mechanical form crushed between the shifting stone. A triumphant roar echoed through the maze as you emerged on the other side, breathless and exhilarated, the sound of the Griever ringing in your ears.

As you caught your breath, Minho's voice reached you, sharp with a mix of anger and disbelief. "What the hell were you thinking, Y/N?" he barked, his tone harsh. "You could have gotten yourself killed!"

Your chest heaved, but you squared your shoulders, refusing to back down. "I did what I had to do," you retorted, your voice tinged with defiance. "We needed to stop that Griever, and I wasn't about to wait around for it to catch up to us. You're not the only one capable of making tough decisions, Minho."

Minho's eyes flashed with fury at your retort, his jaw clenched with suppressed rage. "You don't get it, do you?" he growled, his voice dripping with frustration.

"What don't I get?" you challenged, your own anger flaring as you met his gaze head-on. "Why do you suddenly act like you care huh? Back in the glade you've always acted as if you don't want me around."

Before you could even take a breath Minho was in front of you, with a harsh tug, he pulled you close, his eyes blazing with intensity as he stared into yours.

"Don't you dare say that," he snapped, his voice low and dangerous. "You don't think I care?"

Before you could form a response, Minho closed the distance between you, his lips crashing against yours in a bruising kiss. The anger and frustration melted away in an instant.

Caught off guard by his sudden change in demeanor, you found yourself melting into his embrace, your hands tangling in his hair as you deepened the kiss. In that moment, nothing else mattered—there was only Minho and the electrifying connection between you.

As you lost yourself in the heat of the moment, you couldn't help but wonder if maybe, just maybe, there was more to Minho's harsh exterior than met the eye. And as you and Minho surrendered to the intoxicating pull of desire, you knew that despite the challenges that lay ahead, you would face them together.

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𝚆𝚑𝚊𝚝 𝚈𝚘𝚞 𝙰𝚛𝚎 𝟹/?

𝒂/𝒏: 𝒉𝒆𝒚 𝒈𝒖𝒚𝒔, 𝑰 𝒌𝒏𝒐𝒘 𝒊𝒕'𝒔 𝒃𝒆𝒆𝒏 𝒂 𝒉𝒐𝒕 𝒎𝒊𝒏𝒖𝒕𝒆 𝒔𝒊𝒏𝒄𝒆 𝑰 𝒑𝒐𝒔𝒕𝒆𝒅 𝒇𝒐𝒓 𝒕𝒉𝒊𝒔 𝒔𝒕𝒐𝒓𝒚 𝒂𝒏𝒅 𝑰 𝒂𝒑𝒐𝒍𝒐𝒈𝒊𝒛𝒆 𝒇𝒐𝒓 𝒕𝒉𝒂𝒕. 𝑰 𝒋𝒖𝒔𝒕 𝒅𝒊𝒅𝒏'𝒕 𝒌𝒏𝒐𝒘 𝒘𝒉𝒂𝒕 𝒕𝒐 𝒘𝒓𝒊𝒕𝒆 𝒂𝒏𝒅 𝑰 𝒔𝒕𝒊𝒍𝒍 𝒅𝒐𝒏'𝒕 𝒌𝒏𝒐𝒘 𝒘𝒉𝒂𝒕 𝒕𝒐 𝒘𝒓𝒊𝒕𝒆 𝒇𝒐𝒓 𝒑𝒂𝒓𝒕 𝟒. 𝑺𝒐 𝒊𝒇 𝒚𝒐𝒖 𝒈𝒖𝒚𝒔 𝒉𝒂𝒗𝒆 𝒂𝒏𝒚 𝒊𝒅𝒆𝒂𝒔 𝒑𝒍𝒆𝒂𝒔𝒆 𝒄𝒐𝒎𝒎𝒆𝒏𝒕 𝒊𝒕 𝒐𝒓 𝒔𝒆𝒏𝒅 𝒎𝒆 𝒂 𝒎𝒆𝒔𝒔𝒂𝒈𝒆. 𝑳𝒐𝒗𝒆 𝒚𝒐𝒖 𝒂𝒍𝒍, 𝒆𝒏𝒋𝒐𝒚

𝒔𝒖𝒎𝒎𝒂𝒓𝒚: 𝒚𝒐𝒖 𝒋𝒖𝒔𝒕 𝒇𝒊𝒏𝒅 𝒐𝒖𝒕 𝒘𝒉𝒂𝒕 𝒊𝒎𝒑𝒓𝒊𝒏𝒕𝒊𝒏𝒈 𝒊𝒔 𝒂𝒏𝒅 𝒚𝒐𝒖 𝒅𝒐𝒏'𝒕 𝒍𝒊𝒌𝒆 𝒉𝒐𝒘 𝒚𝒐𝒖 𝒈𝒐𝒕 𝒊𝒎𝒑𝒓𝒊𝒏𝒕𝒆𝒅 𝒐𝒏 𝒃𝒚 𝒂 𝒔𝒕𝒓𝒂𝒏𝒈𝒆𝒓, 𝒘𝒉𝒐 𝒚𝒐𝒖 𝒆𝒏𝒅 𝒖𝒑 𝒏𝒐𝒕 𝒍𝒊𝒌𝒊𝒏𝒈 𝒂𝒕 𝒂𝒍𝒍 𝒐𝒏𝒄𝒆 𝒚𝒐𝒖 𝒕𝒘𝒐 𝒇𝒊𝒏𝒂𝒍𝒍𝒚 𝒎𝒆𝒆𝒕. 𝑾𝒊𝒍𝒍 𝒚𝒐𝒖 𝒕𝒘𝒐 𝒔𝒕𝒂𝒓𝒕 𝒇𝒂𝒍𝒍𝒊𝒏𝒈 𝒇𝒐𝒓 𝒆𝒂𝒄𝒉 𝒐𝒕𝒉𝒆𝒓? 𝑶𝒓 𝒘𝒊𝒍𝒍 𝒐𝒏𝒆 𝒐𝒇 𝒚𝒐𝒖 𝒆𝒏𝒅 𝒖𝒑 𝒘𝒊𝒕𝒉 𝒂 𝒃𝒓𝒐𝒌𝒆𝒏 𝒉𝒆𝒂𝒓𝒕?

𝒘𝒂𝒓𝒏𝒊𝒏𝒈𝒔/𝒄𝒐𝒏𝒕𝒂𝒄𝒕: 𝒂𝒏𝒈𝒆𝒓, 𝒔𝒘𝒆𝒂𝒓𝒊𝒏𝒈, 𝒄𝒓𝒚𝒊𝒏𝒈, 𝒏𝒐𝒕𝒉𝒊𝒏𝒈 𝒆𝒍𝒔𝒆 𝑰 𝒅𝒐𝒏'𝒕 𝒕𝒉𝒊𝒏𝒌

𝒘𝒐𝒓𝒅 𝒄𝒐𝒖𝒏𝒕: 𝟐.𝟒𝒌

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The further Jacob drove from Emilys the more the pit in your stomach grew, the more you felt a sense of loneliness and incompletion. And if you were being completely honest you were freaking out. You tried to keep your mind off of it but it was only making you think about it more, your hands were fiddling with anything you found in the truck and your heartbeat was getting faster and faster.

Jacob was trying his best to keep you calm while also keeping himself calm as Bella kept asking if you were okay, but this led to both of them talking over each other and soon Bella started getting mad. After maybe 10 minutes of both of them arguing over what the hell just happened you snapped.

"Stop the truck!" You yelled, making both of them stop talking.

"We're in the middle of the bridge-"

"Stop the fucking truck!" The truck came to a halt on the side of the road and you were quick to get out of the stuffy cage. You took in a deep breath as you walked around the truck and onto the empty road. You felt overwhelmed with emotion, something you've never felt in your life and it scared the shit out of you.

You wanted to scream and shout, you wanted to take this awful feeling out of your chest and you wanted to punch Paul. Who even was Paul? You didnt know a single thing about him. Not one. And now Jacob was telling you that he was your soulmate. It was laughable.

Everything was laughable. And before you could stop yourself from acting like a crazy person you bursted out laughing, and you couldn't seem to stop yourself. You covered your mouth as Jake and Bella came closer to you.

When you looked up you saw where you were. It was the same bridge you stopped at when you saw Embry and the rest of the pack Cliff jumping. When you saw Paul Cliff jumping, and the thought of him made you start crying.

You felt Jake pull you towards him, he wrapped his arms around you as you put your face into his super warm chest. Yours hands were still covering your mouth as he hugged you tighter.

He kissed the top of your head before placing his cheek on your head, giving you maybe one of the best hugs you've ever received. You didn't even know how much you needed it until this moment.

~~~

Jacob stayed over that night, he was explaining imprinting in greater detail since now you were apart of it, since now you had been imprinted on. You weren't as freaked out anymore, you were more calm and collected.

Yes you did have a couple of mental breakdowns since being in your room, you honestly didn't know how to handle it. It didn't make sense to you how you accepted Vampires and Werewolves being real but this is where you freaked. Maybe because it involved you, and your life and your family.

The more Jacob explained the anger you got. Being imprinted on made it feel as if it wasn't your choice for whom you loved, and yes you could reject him but that would be so much worse for him then for you and you just couldn't do that to him. As much as you disliked him and even though you didn't know a thing about him you still felt connected to him in a way.

You groaned in annoyance once he finished explaining, and lied on your bed, looking up at the sealing. He only sighed as he lied beside you, you could feel his eyes on you but you just ignored him.

"How do you feel?" He finally asked after a long silence. You honestly didn't know how to answer that question. You felt so many emotions right now, angry, sad, conflicted. How was a person supposed to deal with this?

"I don't know," You said quietly. "How am I supposed to even feel? If its in love then no. No I don't feel in love. How am I supposed to even love a total stranger?" Jacob was quiet for a little, but he was still looking at you. You moved your gaze to him, and looked into his eyes.

You could tell he was hurt, sad, and confused, maybe even a little angry as well. The way he was looking at you was a way he never had before.

"I'm sorry. I wish you could've fallen in love the right way." He was silent for a little, as if trying to find the right words. "And I know you feel as if its not your choice but Y/N it is. Don't think about what this could mean for him, forget him completely. Think about you, and how your life will change,"

~~~

That night was a hard one. You don't even think you got an hour of sleep, the thoughts in your head kept you up the whole night and the future of your life made you wonder what you should do.

Common sense made you want to reject him, for the love of God you didn't even know the boy. You had only seen him once before this. And with that your mind was made up.

It took a couple of days before you agreed to meet with him. You would meet him at the bonfire that was being hosted by Billy, a bonfire you had always attended when you were a little kid.

If you were being completely honest you were a little nervous to see him again, and it took you forever to decide on what to wear that night. You didn't understand why you were this nervous, you hadn't felt this way since Christmas mornings as a kid.

Bella had come with you and Jacob, and as they were walking you had fallen behind. You looked nervously around the fire, trying to see the familiar face, and the feeling in your chest started getting stronger. And then it was like time had stopped all together, like everyone had vanished and it was just the two of you.

Paul looked up when he saw Seth run up to Jacob but his eyes found yours in an instant. You felt relived in the weirdest way possible, and you felt nervous, like he was the boy you'd been in love with since you were little, but it wasn't that case so why the hell did it feel like that?

You could see how nervous he was when his eyes slowly dragged down your body. You could see the way he blew out a breath before his eyes met yours again. You could see the confidence he had maybe 5 minutes ago leave his eyes, he looked scared and venerable. Like he knew what you would say to him.

"Y/N," You shifted your eyes away from Paul and looked towards Seth who was calling out your name, you had only met him a handful of times but he seemed like a good kid. "I heard about you and Paul and I just wanted to say that you should run-"

"Maybe you should run," You heard a deep voice say before he grabbed Seth by the shoulders and playful shoved him. Seth only laughed.

"You know I was just kidding." He looked towards you. "Or was I?" Seth started laughing when Paul tried grabbing for him again but Seth just ran away. Paul looked at you with soft eyes, something that made you take in a deep breath, and something that made the butterflies in your stomach go wild.

"You better stay a good distance away from her Paul-"

"Its okay," You said, smiling at Jacob who looked as if he wanted to punch Paul. Bella tried to hold in her laugh as she dragged Jake away. You gave Paul a small smile when you looked back at him and that smile made all his walls just crumple. He was different around you and he so desperately wanted to be the stone cold person he was before he set his eyes on you.

"Paul," You didn't know where to start. Or how to start. You didn't dare look into his eyes, because if you did you knew you'd never be able to say the words you had memorized in your head.

"Don't waste your time," He said, causing you to furrow your brows. You tilted your head, about to ask what he was talking about but he spoke first. "I never wanted someone like you to be my imprinter just like you never wanted to be with me,"

"Someone like me?" You knew you shouldn't care that he didn't want to be with you because you also didn't want him, but it was the way he said it, the way his face changed when he mentioned it. "What is that supposed to mean?"

"It means what I said. I don't like little girls who run around with 100 year old vampires. Ones who practically bag to be changed-"

"You have the wrong twin," You interrupted, clenching your fits. "I hate vampires just as much as yo-"

"Oh?" He raised his eyebrows, stepping closer towards you. "I've heard that you are dangerously close to a certain buff vampire," You scoffed, trying your best not to burst out laughing.

"Emmet? You've got to be joking. I couldn't care less about that idiot. And besides, why do you even care-"

"I don't,"

"You obviously do otherwise you wouldn't have brought it up-"

"I just don't like my imprint going near those things," His nose was almost brushing against yours. He was so close. Too close. You could tell he was mad, maybe even a little jealous. Protective. You didn't understand why, he made it clear how he doesn't want you.

"Well you can't tell me where I can and where I can't go. Or who I can and who I can't be with. I don't care if you imprinted on me or even if you peed on me to state your clam," You looked up into his eyes. "I am not yours. You don't have any clam to me and you never will," You backed away, never breaking eye contact as you made your way past him and towards Jacob and Bella.

As you neared your eyes spotted Jacobs little pack, all sitting together near the fire. Embry's eyes fell on you and he gave a small wave and a smile, which you returned. Although your smiled faded quickly when Paul sat down with them. You turned away the second he looked towards you.

"I'm guessing things didn't go well?" Jacob asked when you came and sat down next to them.

"Nope. I've never met anyone so." You couldn't even think of a word to discribe him, all you knew was you did not like him a bit.

"Yeah I know what you mean. But he gets better the more you know him," Jacob gave you an apologetic look as he rubbed your back. You didn't believe a word of that, from what you saw Paul was hot headed and might even have bipolar. Whatever it was, you wanted nothing to do with it, and even though the conversation didn't go as planed he got what you were trying to put across.

Your eyes slowly shifted towards Paul, and for some odd reason disappointment filled your senses. He was an attractive boy, you couldn't lie to yourself about that, and he may not be the type of guys you go for but something was different about him. Maybe it was the imprinting talking but it all felt to real for it to be just that.

Your breathing picked up in pace when his eyes connected with your own. There is was again, those stupid feelings you can't explain, you wanted to just rip them out of you and throw them as far away as you could because they were just too intense when they started. But you also loved the way they felt, they felt right in a way.

You were just too new to all of this, and no matter how much Jacob talked about or explained it you were still confused. You wanted to understand it so maybe you would be able to control the feelings for they made you feel like you're going crazy.

You could see Paul's demeanour change the more he looked at you, as if all his roughness and hard energy wasn't there anymore. He looked almost vulnerable, and lost. Just as lost as you. But then out of nowhere, his eyes hardened and turned cold which caused you to almost physically flinch.

You furrowed your brows but turned away nonetheless. You felt almost hurt by the mode switch and you had no idea why. You didn't want him, in fact you were the one to say it first. So why the hell did you care if he felt the same way about you?

You clenched your jaw, your eyes boring into the fire that everyone was seated around. You couldn't hear what Billy was saying, but you had heard the story about a-hundred times when you were younger.

But you also couldn't sit here while Paul was right across from you. Everything about him just pissed you off and you weren't one to get mad easy or dislike someone as much as you did Paul.

So you excused yourself, not looking at anyone as you made your way towards the house. You took a deep breath in as you entered the house, trying to relax yourself by rolling your shoulders back and letting your head fall against the wall behind you.

You felt so tense, which is yet another thing you never had problems with. But it seemed Paul brought all of those out, or he just made new ones.

You got off the wall with a sigh and headed to the kitchen, where you grabbed yourself a bottle of water from the fridge. But just as you were about to twist the cap off you heard the click of a door. Your heart beat picked up a little as you looked around the empty house, your hand slowly pushing the fridge door closed before you silently crept to the front door.

But no one was there. You swore you heard the door close, but it could very easily have been your mind playing tricks on you. You have been quite tense today after all.

You turned around, about to go back to the kitchen but right as you took a step forward someone stepped into your line of sight.

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𝚃𝚑𝚎 𝚘𝚝𝚑𝚎𝚛 𝚐𝚒𝚛𝚕 | 𝙼𝚒𝚗𝚑𝚘 𝚡 𝙵𝚎𝚖 𝚛𝚎𝚊𝚍𝚎𝚛

𝑻𝒂𝒈𝒍𝒊𝒔𝒕 | 𝒎𝒂𝒔𝒕𝒆𝒓𝒍𝒊𝒔𝒕

𝒂/𝒏: 𝑯𝒊𝒊, 𝒔𝒐 𝒂𝒈𝒂𝒊𝒏 𝒊𝒕'𝒔 𝒃𝒆𝒆𝒏 𝒂 𝒘𝒉𝒊𝒍𝒆, 𝒂𝒏𝒅 𝑰'𝒎 𝒔𝒐𝒓𝒓𝒚 𝒇𝒐𝒓 𝒕𝒉𝒂𝒕 𝒃𝒖𝒕 𝒕𝒉𝒊𝒏𝒈𝒔 𝒉𝒂𝒗𝒆 𝒃𝒆𝒆𝒏 𝒔𝒐 𝒃𝒖𝒔𝒚 𝒓𝒏 𝒇𝒐𝒓 𝒎𝒆 𝒃𝒖𝒕 𝑰 𝒉𝒐𝒑𝒆 𝒚𝒐𝒖 𝒂𝒍𝒍 𝒍𝒊𝒌𝒆 𝒕𝒉𝒊𝒔 𝒐𝒏𝒆 𝒃𝒆𝒄𝒂𝒖𝒔𝒆 𝑰 𝒍𝒐𝒗𝒆𝒅 𝒘𝒓𝒊𝒕𝒊𝒏𝒈 𝒊𝒕

𝒔𝒖𝒎𝒎𝒂𝒓𝒚: 𝒀𝒐𝒖 𝒂𝒓𝒆 𝒇𝒓𝒐𝒎 𝒘𝒊𝒄𝒌𝒆𝒅, 𝒔𝒆𝒏𝒕 𝒅𝒐𝒘𝒏 𝒃𝒖𝒕 𝒘𝒊𝒕𝒉 𝒎𝒐𝒓𝒆 𝒎𝒆𝒎𝒐𝒓𝒊𝒆𝒔 𝒕𝒉𝒂𝒏 𝒏𝒐𝒓𝒎𝒂𝒍, 𝒐𝒏𝒆 𝒃𝒐𝒚 𝒏𝒐𝒕𝒊𝒄𝒆𝒔 𝒕𝒉𝒊𝒔 𝒃𝒖𝒕 𝒏𝒆𝒗𝒆𝒓 𝒔𝒂𝒚𝒔 𝒂 𝒘𝒐𝒓𝒅 𝒃𝒆𝒄𝒂𝒖𝒔𝒆 𝒐𝒇 𝒉𝒊𝒔 𝒇𝒆𝒆𝒍𝒊𝒏𝒈𝒔 𝒕𝒐𝒘𝒂𝒓𝒅𝒔 𝒚𝒐𝒖, 𝒃𝒖𝒕 𝒊𝒏 𝒕𝒉𝒆 𝒆𝒏𝒅 𝒉𝒆 𝒇𝒊𝒏𝒅𝒔 𝒐𝒖𝒕 𝒕𝒉𝒆 𝒕𝒓𝒖𝒕𝒉, 𝒘𝒊𝒍𝒍 𝒉𝒆 𝒔𝒕𝒂𝒚 𝒃𝒚 𝒚𝒐𝒖𝒓 𝒔𝒊𝒅𝒆 𝒐𝒓 𝒉𝒂𝒕𝒆 𝒚𝒐𝒖 𝒇𝒐𝒓 𝒕𝒉𝒆 𝒓𝒆𝒔𝒕 𝒐𝒇 𝒉𝒊𝒔 𝒍𝒊𝒇𝒆

𝒘𝒂𝒓𝒏𝒊𝒏𝒈𝒔/𝒄𝒐𝒏𝒕𝒆𝒏𝒕: 𝒄𝒓𝒚𝒊𝒏𝒈, 𝒎𝒊𝒏𝒆𝒓 𝒔𝒘𝒆𝒂𝒓𝒊𝒏𝒈, 𝒇𝒍𝒖𝒇𝒇, 𝒂𝒏𝒈𝒔𝒕, 𝒎𝒆𝒏𝒕𝒊𝒐𝒏𝒔 𝒐𝒇 𝒅𝒆𝒂𝒕𝒉, 𝒈𝒓𝒆𝒂𝒗𝒊𝒐𝒓𝒔, 𝒃𝒍𝒐𝒐𝒅, 𝒔𝒕𝒖𝒏𝒈

𝑾𝒐𝒓𝒅 𝒄𝒐𝒖𝒏𝒕: 𝟑𝒌

The day you first entered the maze you knew something was off, not just the obvious fast that you were a girl in a glade full of boys but also your memories. You remembered. And not just the little bits and pieces the other boys did but you remembered faces, names, and the maze.

You didn't know the reason why you'd been sent to the maze, and you didn't remember who had sent you there but you remembered the maze and the glade, as if you'd been their before or seen it somewhere. You remembered the boys, you recognized their faces and that freaked you out more than you let yourself know. But there was one boy who you recognized more than the rest, you knew his name before he told you it and you knew he was a runner.

Minho.

You never shared this with any of the boys for you knew that they would most likely throw you in the maze to die. You feared everyone when you realized it, feared they would kill you, slice you in half and string you up for everyone to remember, so you stayed away from everyone and never talked. You felt something deep in your chest that made you feel as if you were different from them, as if you were sent here for different reasons. And it scared you.

All the boys were really nice to you, they all tired to get you come out of your shell, they would tell you it was okay to be scared but they didn't understand the reasons you were scared in the first place. You didn't fear the maze or the things that were inside, you feared them, and your secret.

And after two months of silence from you they all begun to wonder and worry. They made up their own conclusions as to why you never spoke and why you shut down whenever they came near. Some said you were just a scared little girl, others said you were mute and the rest said you were stupid. They were a wrong, they didn't know a thing about anything. About the maze, about the people who sent you all here. They were as clueless as a lamb for the slaughter.

But you hated it in there, you hated being trapped, you hated being the only one with memories and you hated that you didn't know why the hell they put you in there. Why they put all of them in there. No matter how hard you raked your brain you just couldn't think of one reason.

"Minho," You were surprised at the sound of your voice, it was a lot different than you had expected, and Minho who had turned around so fast that the water in his cup splashed all over your face must have thought the same thing.

That morning you had woken up and thought enough was enough, you were going to stop hiding around and wallowing in your own self pity and do something to get out. You were done with not talking, you were done with ignoring everyone and you were done with wondering how the hell to get out of here. It was time to go in there and see for yourself. And Minho was the one and only way to do that.

"Holy shuck," He whispered, stepping closer to your wet form, he didn't seem to notice how your face was dripping or it was just that he didn't care. His face was full of shock, or was it awe? You didn't know, all you did know was the way Minho was looking at you right now made your stomach turn in a way you've never felt before. "Say that again,"

"Do you not see my face?" You questioned, refuring to the water still dripping off. Then it seemed to click. His eyes widened and a small smirk made way on his face. One that you loved.

"Sorry," He said as he tired wiping it away with his sleeve, which only irritated you more. You pushed his arm away but he didn't even seem to care, for the look in his eyes never vanished. He seemed as if in a daze, or dream.

"Will you stop?" You questioned, shifting under his stare.

"Stop what?"

"That,"

"What?"

"Never mind its not important, what is important is why I came to talk to you," You said with a roll of your eyes, this only made the boy worse it seemed. You furrowed your brows but continued. "Uh anyways. I came here because I wanted to ask you about becoming a runner," It grew silent for what felt like forever, as if he was processing what you had just said.

"Are you joking?"

"Does it look like I joke?" He scanned your serious face for what also felt like forever.

"You? The girl whose never said a single word since she came from the box for who knows why wants to become a runner?" You nodded. And then he started laughing. You stared, watched and waited until he was done. Your jaw was clenched as were your fits. You did not find this funny.

"I'm serous. I think I can help,"

"I don't think so shebean," He patted the top of your head as if you were some child which only added to the irritation. You slapped his hand away before grabbing him by the coler of his shift and pulled his stunned face twards yours, your lips close, and your eyes never left his wide ones.

"Don't treat me like a child Minho. I know you must think the reason why I didn't talk was because I was scared but you sorely wrong. I know more than you think about the maze, I know I can help you, I can help us all get out. I know you haven't found a way out, I know you've searched the whole damn place and still nothing. You've lost hope and you think there is no way out, but I know there is and I can help you find it," He stood there shocked, his mouth opened but he didn't have a word to say.

"Okay," And thats how you became a runner. For the next week you trained and then finally you went into the maze. And it was like you expected, all familiar. You didn't feel scared as you ran next to Minho, and you realized how you already started turning before Minho had even told you were to go, as if you knew the way.

And Minho noticed this. He noticed it all. He saw the way you knew the maze as if it were written on the back of your hand, he saw the way you knew the order to which walls would open what days and it was starting to scare him. You knew far to much for someone who just started. But as much as it scared him he never said a word, he was going to at first but than something happened.

You happened.

He started to fall for you, and he hated himself for it. He was like every other shuck face in the stupid glade. But he didn't care, for when he was with you which seemed to be all the time, he felt as if he weren't in the glade, he felt as if they weren't trapped in a death prison with no escape. He felt alive, he felt sane and he felt a sense of normality.

And he just couldn't seem to get enough of you, you felt like a drug to him, and he caught himself thinking about you at the most random times, he would think about you in the dead of night, when everyone was asleep he was up, thinking about you. And he just couldn't keep you out of his head, no matter how hard he tried it just seemed impossible.

As for you, you felt a connection with the boy, one you've never felt, one you never thought could even be possible. He was like you other half, as if someone had ripped you apart and know you had found each other, making the other whole again. But you were still scared, each night you would have dreams, each reveling more and more of the past, and each one was filled with Minho.

You didn't know if they were just dreams or if they were memories, you hoped each morning they were just dreams for what you did to him was something you knew he would never forgive you for, something he would maybe even kill you for.

So you kept you mouth shut about them as-well.

And after three months another greenie had come up, one that you recognized in an instant, and before you even remembered his name you did. You had seen him in your dreams, but he was different, he was reblouse, and you knew he did something to get him put down here, but you just couldn't remember what it was. And it was driving you crazy. For you had little bits and pieces of it but not the full puzzle.

And too soon, much to soon the boy became a runner, a lot of things started going wrong the second he showed up, and everyone saw this. But no one said a word about it other than Gally of course. But the rest saw hope in him, a hope that maybe he was the key to getting out, so when Minho had declared him a runner everyone kept their mouths shut when you three entered the maze.

But that day, was a day you would never forget, a day you wished never happened, a day he wished never happened.

You were running a good distance behind Thomas and Minho, looking around the maze when you spotted it. It looked awful, worse than any nightmare, worse than any monster and you new that you wouldn't be able to get away from this thing. It was too close.

But you tired anyways, yelling out to the boys and running faster than you had before, the greavior right at your heels, screaming and snapping its jaw as if trying to catch you in its mouth.

When Minho saw you he knew, and it made his heart drop, it was too close, it was too fast, and you were already tired from the run. He could see you struggling to keep moving, he felt sick to his stomach when he saw the cold fear laced in your eyes, he wanted to run towards you and take your place but Thomas grabbed his shirt pulling him to run before him.

But Minho stopped running altogether the second he heard your screams, screams he knew he'd hear in his nightmares, screams that made his heart shatter into a million pieces. He turned around, his eyes going towards your screaming and bloody form that was laid on the cold stone floor. The greivor was on-top of you, its jaw inches from your crying face, the only thing that kept it away was the stick that was pressed agents it, one that you must have found near you.

He had never heard cries or screams like this and he hopped he would never hear them again. He tired running towards you but thomas held him back, yelling at him to keep going and how it was to late for you, but Minho was barely listening to him, his eyes were fixed on you. He felt his whole body shaking, he thought he might cry, yell something, anything. This couldn't be your ending. He didn't even get to say everything he wanted to. He never told you his feelings, or how much he thought about you, or how he craved to be kissed by you or even just hugged by you.

It all felt as if it were happening in slow motion, Thomas's yelling was background noise, as was you, all he could hear were the same thoughts in his head. You can't leave her. You can't leave her. You love her. You love her! They were yelling at him. His heart felt as if it would explode, he just wanted this nightmare to end. It had to end now!

You screamed louder, so loud that Minho was sure they heard you from all the way in the glade. You felt something stab your side and just like that you blacked out.

Minho and Thomas ran towards you the second the greavior ran off, leaving you there, bloody, crying and violent. You were stung. Dread filled both boys when they saw you, how you acted. They knew. And no matter what you were ruined.

They dragged your body back to the glade, all of the boys were already at the opening. They must have heard your screams.

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You woke up with a gasp, sitting up with wide eyes as you looked around the room, trying to figure out where the hell you were. The room was dark, and empty except for a body that was slouched over on a chair. Minho.

You tired moving off the bed but this only woke him, cauing him to move towards you, worry written all over his face. You back away, tears coming to your eyes and your hands pushing at him. He was confused, and looked to be scared. You don't think you've ever seen him scared.

"Y/N wha-"

"Get away from me!" You yelled, falling off the bed completely when he tired to reach out to you again. You were quick to stand up but he was also quick to reach you.

"What the shuck is going o-"

"Stop Minho please don't come near-"

"Why not!? What did I do? What did you see?" Your hands were shaking, your face was wet and you were so scared. He could see it. And it only made him more and more worried.

"You," He blinked, confusion taking over all other emotion.

"What?"

"I saw." You paused, catching your breath and calming your nerves. "I saw you,"

"What did you see?" He asked again. Stepping a little closer. You looked at the ground, knowing if you told him you might lose him forever. You had grown to love him, and you were starting to wonder if maybe he felt the same.

"You will hate me Minho,"

"I couldn't ever hate you." You shock your head. He was right in front of you now. You could see his shoes and feel his warmed. He lifted your chin, his eyes connecting with yours. "It doesnt matter what you saw."

"Yes it does," You whispered, taking his hand away from your face. "Minho. I did this to you." His brows furrowed.

"Did what?" He already knew what you were talking about and he didn't know why he was even asking, but he wanted to hear it from you.

"I put you in here. The whole time you were here I was-I was watching from the other side. I saw everything that happened to you. I was in charge of you Minho," He blinked. And everything clicked. Why you knew so much about the maze. He didn't even know what to say, he didn't know how to react.

"What?" His voice was quiet, you've never heard him so quiet. He seemed confused, betrayed and hurt. He backed away from you causing your heart to drop to your stomach.

"I-I was your doctor, I did the tests. You were my test subject, you were the one I was responsible for..." You stopped, your voice breaking when you saw a tear slip from his eyes.

"You?" He was hurt, his heart was shattered. "You did this to me!" He yelled, making you flinch. He trusted you, more than he's ever trusted anyone else before, he fucking fell in love with you. And you were behind all of this! He couldn't believe his ears. He didn't want to believe it.

"I'm so sorry-"

"Sorry doesn't do shit! It doesn't make it all better! No matter what you fucking sa..." He paused, looking at the ground as you heard a sob. "You did this damage to me, to us. You traumatized us all and for what?"

"I-I don-" He moved so fast, so fast that you got wiplash. He pushed you agents the wall, taking both hands and pinning them to the wall.

"You what!?" He yelled. You let out a sob, shaking your head as you looked down. "Look at me!" You didn't do it, you couldn't look into his eyes without it ripping your soul into pieces. But he lifted your chin up, making you look into his eyes. "You what?"

"I don't know why, it hasn't all come back to me yet," he let go of you and took a step back, giving a small laugh as he shock his head.

"Isn't that fucking convenient," You were scared. He never acted this way. "You don't remember why. But it must have been pretty fucking important if it meant to traumatize and experiment on teenagers. Fucking children!"

"But that isn't me anymore!" You yelled back. "I don't know who that girl is anymore. I don..." You felt as if you were going to have a panic attack, you didn't know how to explain it to him, and you were so scared you had just lost him forever.

"Y/N?" His voice was like a background noise. You felt lightheaded and so warm. This wasn't good. You felt yourself waver and stumble. And soon he was right by your side, holding onto you so you wouldnt fall.

"Minho," You cried. "I know. I know you hate me right now," You felt as if you were going to black out at any moment now but you had to say this before. "But I would never do anything she did. I would never hurt you, and I'm so sorry I did," You were only being held up my Minho at this point. You couldn't see his face, you couldn't hear his voice. And then you blacked out.

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𝒂/𝒏: 𝑯𝒊 𝒍𝒐𝒗𝒆𝒔, 𝒊𝒕𝒔 𝒃𝒆𝒆𝒏 𝒂 𝒘𝒉𝒊𝒍𝒆 𝑰 𝒌𝒏𝒐𝒘 𝒂𝒏𝒅 𝑰 𝒂𝒎 𝒔𝒕𝒊𝒍𝒍 𝒘𝒓𝒊𝒕𝒊𝒏𝒈 𝒇𝒐𝒓 𝒎𝒚 𝒐𝒕𝒉𝒆𝒓 𝒔𝒆𝒓𝒊𝒆𝒔 𝒅𝒐𝒏'𝒕 𝒘𝒐𝒓𝒓𝒚 𝒃𝒖𝒕 𝑰 𝒕𝒉𝒐𝒖𝒈𝒉𝒕 𝑰'𝒅 𝒈𝒊𝒗𝒆 𝒚𝒐𝒖 𝒈𝒖𝒚𝒔 𝒔𝒐𝒎𝒆𝒕𝒉𝒊𝒏𝒈 𝒇𝒐𝒓 𝒕𝒉𝒆 𝒘𝒂𝒊𝒕. 𝑯𝒂𝒗𝒆𝒏'𝒕 𝒘𝒓𝒊𝒕𝒕𝒆𝒏 𝑯𝒂𝒓𝒓𝒚 𝑷𝒐𝒕𝒕𝒆𝒓 𝒊𝒏 𝒂 𝒘𝒉𝒊𝒍𝒆 𝒂𝒏𝒅 𝑰 𝒎𝒊𝒔𝒔 𝒊𝒕 𝒔𝒐 𝒉𝒆𝒓𝒆 𝒚𝒐𝒖 𝒈𝒐 <𝟑𝟑𝟑

𝒔𝒖𝒎𝒎𝒂𝒓𝒚: 𝒚𝒐𝒖 𝒂𝒓𝒆 𝒇𝒓𝒐𝒎 𝒂 𝒑𝒖𝒓𝒆𝒃𝒍𝒐𝒐𝒅 𝒇𝒂𝒎𝒊𝒍𝒚 𝒂𝒏𝒅 𝒚𝒐𝒖 𝒔𝒕𝒂𝒓𝒕 𝒕𝒐 𝒇𝒂𝒍𝒍 𝒇𝒐𝒓 𝒔𝒐𝒎𝒆𝒐𝒏𝒆 𝒚𝒐𝒖 𝒂𝒓𝒆𝒏'𝒕 𝒆𝒗𝒆𝒏 𝒂𝒍𝒍𝒐𝒘𝒆𝒅 𝒕𝒐 𝒕𝒂𝒍𝒌 𝒕𝒐 𝒃𝒖𝒕 𝒘𝒉𝒂𝒕 𝒘𝒊𝒍𝒍 𝒉𝒂𝒑𝒑𝒆𝒏 𝒘𝒉𝒆𝒏 𝒚𝒐𝒖 𝒂𝒓𝒆 𝒇𝒐𝒓𝒄𝒆𝒅 𝒊𝒏𝒕𝒐 𝒕𝒉𝒆 𝒂𝒓𝒎𝒔 𝒐𝒇 𝒂𝒏𝒐𝒕𝒉𝒆𝒓. 𝑾𝒊𝒍𝒍 𝒚𝒐𝒖 𝒌𝒆𝒆𝒑 𝒇𝒊𝒈𝒉𝒕𝒊𝒏𝒈 𝒇𝒐𝒓 𝒕𝒉𝒆 𝒐𝒏𝒆 𝒚𝒐𝒖 𝒍𝒐𝒗𝒆 𝒐𝒓 𝒘𝒊𝒍𝒍 𝒚𝒐𝒖 𝒂𝒃𝒊𝒅𝒆 𝒕𝒐 𝒚𝒐𝒖𝒓 𝒑𝒂𝒓𝒆𝒏𝒕𝒔 𝒘𝒊𝒔𝒉𝒆𝒔

𝒘𝒂𝒓𝒏𝒊𝒏𝒈𝒔/𝒄𝒐𝒏𝒕𝒆𝒏𝒕: 𝒄𝒓𝒚𝒊𝒏𝒈, 𝒎𝒊𝒏𝒆𝒓 𝒔𝒘𝒆𝒂𝒓𝒊𝒏𝒈, 𝒇𝒍𝒖𝒇𝒇, 𝒌𝒊𝒔𝒔𝒊𝒏𝒈

𝑾𝒐𝒓𝒅 𝒄𝒐𝒖𝒏𝒕: 𝟒.𝟒𝒌

Sometimes you wished you weren't born in a pureblood family, you had always looked at other families and wished you were them, you saw the way they would laugh and joke with their parents, and if you were being completely honest you envied them, so much so that you started hating them. How was it that some people got the loving parents you so wished for, how was it that those same people who had them never realized how lucky they were.

As much as you wished for those parents that hugged their children, and read them stories and helped them with boy problems, you knew it was for the better, and you knew you deserved what you got.

And all you truly wanted was a sister, or even a brother, maybe if you had someone to be your rock maybe you would have been able to endure the pain your father caused you, maybe you would have been able to handle the way he treated your mother, or maybe you would've been able to forgive her for just standing by while the man yelled and cursed you out.

Maybe you would have been able to look at your parents with love, maybe you would have been able to forgive the both of them and maybe you would've known what love actually looked like.

But you didn't have any real friends, they were all spoiled, no good pureblood and you didn't like the lot of them. Well, there were a couple who you could tolerate, and maybe you did consider them your friends. And one boy in particular who you'd consider your best friend. He was one of many purebloods who understood what you were going through but he wasn't like the rest. He never bullied anyone, he was quiet and calm and never begged for attention. And the two of you were always together.

But you never did go to him with family problems and he never came to you with his either, it was like the two of you knew what the other was going through and silence was the best cure for the both of you.

You two were in the same friend group and you had known them all since your first year. And even though you loved them all dearly Blaise was just different, you two would always stay out of the fights and out of Dracos relentless bullying.

And even though you hated everyone Draco did you just didn't find the need to bully them, it wasn't anyones fault who they were born too and it was for the better. There always had to be two sides didn't there? And you just so happened to be on the side you never wanted to be on. A side you were forced on, born into.

It was your forth year in Hogwarts and this year was supposed to be the most exciting one, it was the year of the triwizard tournament something a lot of people were looking forward too, including your friend group.

You were sitting on a bench writing an Essay for Snapes class that was due the next day while Draco and Blaise were watching people enter into the tournament. You weren't concentrated and honestly didn't care who entered, but Draco and Blaise seemed to be so interested and were already betting among themselves for who was going to get picked.

"No way Diggory is putting his name in," Draco scoffed, a small laugh leaving both boys.

"He wouldn't last an hour in the games," Even though both boys knew fully well Diggory would be a good choice for the games and could potentially win they were still sour because they had lost to Hufflepuff in Quidditch last year, and Diggory was on the team. You just let out a small laugh, causing both boys to look at you.

"What's so funny L/N?" Draco asked, raising an eyebrow. You gave him a look.

"You two are just sour because of last year huh?"

"What are you talking about?" Blaise cut in. "We both just know sport and players," You nodded, trying to look serous.

"Right right, its not like last year Hufflepuff beat your arses and now you two are still mad about it," You smiled. And just as Draco was about to say something stupid like he always did he got cut off by cheering.

You looked away from them to see two gingers making their way towards the cup, both with big smiles on their faces. They both had potions in their hands which must be to help them seem older in order to get past the ring that was around the cup.

"Well lads, we've done it," George said.

"Cocked it up just this morning," Fred finished, both of them giving high fives to their friends. You just rolled your eyes and put your attention back on your Essay.

"Idiots, do they really think that rubbish potion is going to work?" Draco laughed.

"Good thing we're here to see it go wrong," Blaise said, a small smile on his face as the two of them looked at the other two idiots. Draco was always different around you and Blaise, he seemed more himself and not such an arse or such a showoff. He never tried to prove himself with you two and you were glad. If he did you know you wouldn't be able to stand him.

You looked up again, seeing both of the twins sitting by Hermione, your eyes caught Freds who had already been looking at you before you caught his stare. He quickly looked away and stood up along with George, and only now did you notice how you instantly got butteries the moment you saw Fred looking at you.

You blew out a breath but all that got washed away right as you saw Pansy in the hallway. Her eyes were on you and right when you looked at her she motioned you over, a worried look on her face. You instantly felt uneasy and nervous, she always gave you that look when you got a letter for your parents.

You never got letters unless it was important or if they were mad at something you've done.

"I have to go," You said, packing up everything and rushing away from the boys before they even got to say anything. You were so worried and in your own thoughts about the letter that you missed the way Freds eyes followed you, the way his heartbeat felt faster whenever he saw how pretty you looked, which was every time he saw you.

He always hated how much you affected him because he knew he'd never be able to get a chance with you, you hated him and even though he wanted to hate you he just couldn't. To him you were perfection in every way, the way you walked, the way you laughed which squeezed his heart every time he heard it, the way your hair framed your face, the way your eyes would always brighten every time you saw snow, maybe even the way you would always try to get Draco to stop from bullying Ron.

And he could tell right now that something was wrong, he could tell by the way you walked, by the way your face was covered in worry and fear, by the way you rushed out with Parkinson and by the way both Malfoy and Zabini knew why you had rushed out and what it was about.

~~~

It turns out the letter was just explaining how they were going on a business trip and you won't be coming home for any holidays which made you feel relief, Christmas with your family always seemed so unjoyful and you always had so much more fun when you spent Christmas with your friends, and they always got you presents you loved not something that you might need later in life.

You were talking with Pansy about the letter when you noticed the Gryffindor boys walk into the classroom. You were confused because Snape had told you lot that today was dance practice. You looked around the boys and saw Fred standing in the back with George both laughing with Ron and Harry.

"Alright," Professor McGonagall said, clapping her hands. "Now we've split you up and paired you with different house so this will be the groups you will be dancing with until the Ball,"

"Isn't this a delight," Astoria, one of the girls you've been friends with since first year said. She wasn't apart of your friend group but the two of you had a lot of classes together throughout the years and you had grown close. "I was looking forward to dancing and now its ruined,"

"Well at least this will only be for a couple of weeks," You whispered back, not feeling as annoyed as you hoped. As McGonagall was explaining you caught the eyes of the same ginger, you didn't know why you were catching his eye so much and it was making you feel things you didn't want to.

"Since the lot of you aren't getting up to pick your own partners I will do it for you," You got snapped back to the Professor just as everyone groaned about what she just said.

"Just keeps getter better huh?" Astoria whispered, annoyance laced in her voice. But you were barely focused on what she was saying, your heartbeat was just getting faster and faster as McGonagall was paring two and two together and soon your name was called out.

Your heart stopped all together when she called out Fred's name. You didn't know why you were this nervous, you hated the boy. And you hated how he was a dirtyblood and how he was so joyful and energetic. Right?

You stood up and made your way towards the boy, who was already waiting for you on the floor. He seemed nervous, and his eyes wouldn't meet your own. It was something you've never seen on him before and it made you feel strange.

"Now boys put your hand on her waist," You heard McGonagall yell out. Fred stepped closer so the two of you were only inches apart. He looked down at your waist before he look at your face, he slowly and gently put his hands around you and pulled you closer.

Butterfiles erupted in your stomach, and his touch made you feel something you had never felt before. McGonagalls voice felt like background noise when Fred took your hand, lacing his fingers with your own, his hands were so much bigger than yours and they were so warm that you felt it in your whole body.

You looked up into his eyes when you placed your free hand on his shoulder, and this time he didn't look away. Your breath was coming out uneven and it felt like you were on a cloud, like it was just the two of you in the room.

Fred had never felt so nervous in his life, and he couldn't deny that when his name was called out with your own that he was excited and so nervous at the same time. He was hoping your name would be called with his.

And when you stood before him it was the first time he realized how much taller he was then you, he realized how he towered over you and you from that angle was the prettiest view he'd ever seen. He knew he wouldn't be able to look you in the eye from this close, he knew if he did he would want to kiss those beautiful lips that would always make the most gorgeous smile he'd ever seen.

But he got even closer and it made him want to melt right there and then. The way his hands felt your waist and the way his hand fit so perfectly in yours, he just couldn't keep his eyes off of yours.

And the moment he looked down and gazed into your eyes he felt lost, it was like it was just the two of you in the room and he wanted more then anything to just close the distance and know what it felt like to kiss those perfect lips and what it felt like to have those small pretty hands in his hair.

Fred was so lost in the dance and the way you were looking at him that he didn't notice the way his brothers were looking at him, didn't notice how they noticed the way he was looking at you right now but even if he did know he didn't have a care in the world.

He knew you were different and he loved every part that was you, even if you two were from different worlds, and different homes and different families, all he wanted was you.

~~~

The Ball was right around the corner and everyone was so excited including you, you had already picked out the perfect dress and were now just waiting on a special someone to ask you. You weren't too worried about it because you knew if you didn't get asked you would just go with Blaise.

You were sitting in the library with Draco, Blaise, Theo, Enzo and Pansy all working on a big group project that would be wroth a lot of marks. You were all trying your best to keep the noise down since Snape never let a sound be made.

"Theo you aren't doing a single thing," You whispered, hitting him on the back of the head with your notebook. He glared at you, before snatching the book out of your hands.

"Hey. Only Snape can do that," He said, throwing the book to Blaise.

"You wanna bet?"

"Hey Snape is coming," Enzo said making you all look back towards Snape who looked at all of you with warning.

"Okay okay lets just all," Pansy started, looking at Theo. "Work on this so we get a good grade okay?"

"Like we didn't plan that from the start," Enzo cut in making Pansy glare at him. You looked away from the group who were only getting louder by the second and looked towards the doors that had just opened.

You saw one of the Durmstrang boys who you had talked to a couple of times make his way inside. He was a handsome looking boy, and a lot of girls swooned over him along with many other Durmstrang boys. He had a full head of dark brown hair, it was fluffy and curly, his eyes were a dark shade of brown and he was buff, it looked as though he never missed a day of working out.

His eyes soon connected with yours and just like that a smile was plastered on his face. You smiled back but were a little confused when he made his way towards you.

"Can I get a moment with Y/N?" He asked, his thick accent making it hard to understand. But everyone at the table looked at him and then at you.

"Of course," Theo said, standing up, his arms in the air. "Just don't take too long, i know it happens sometimes but we need her for this project. She is the brains you know," Your eyes widened the second Enzo and Draco started laughing. You stood up and slapped his shoulder.

"Don't listen to anything he says. He's stupid after all," You said, glaring at all of the boys before you dragged the confused Durmstrang away.

Fred who had also been in the library couldn't help but feel jealous when he saw you talking with the Durmstrang boy, and he felt anger boil when he saw your friends teasing, and soon a big smile was on your face which confirmed what his question must have been.

Fred clenched his jaw and his fits as he looked down at the work in front of him. He knew he couldn't be mad like this when he wasn't going to ask you but the feelings just came and there was nothing he could have done about them.

"You okay Fred," George asked, Fred just nodded before he grabbed his work and stood up.

"I'm gonna go," And before George could ask what the hell was wrong Fred angrily made his way towards the door.

~~~

It was the day of the Yull Ball, everyone was beyond excited including you, it was rare for Hogwarts to have dances like this, and it was a very exciting time in general, not just with the dance but with the tournament. Which caused a lot of commotion and a farrert, something that no one was going to forget for a while.

After getting ready and meeting your date you entered the ball room, which was beyond beautiful. Your eyes were fixed on the room and the food that you again missed a certain someones eyes that just couldn't seem to leave you.

And he thought you couldn't get any more beautiful. He was horribly wrong.

He couldn't help the smile that made its way on his face, the way your eyes shown and the way your smile went from ear to ear was just too much for the poor boy. He knew from this moment that he just wouldn't see another girl the way he saw you, he knew he was head over heels for you and it did scare him.

But how could he not.

Throughout the whole night his eyes would always try to find your form, and every time his eyes found you he would feel calm and his heart would do summersaults but he also felt envy. He wanted more than anything to be that boy you were dancing, laughing and talking with.

But he was a coward for not asking you first. And he cursed to himself every time he saw your pretty face, because that could have been him.

As the night dragged on you were pulled away from all fun you were having, Pansy had come to you with a letter from your parents. Again, dread filling your body and you knew this night was most likely to get ruined.

As you read the letter your heart dropped, an overwhelming sensation came over you and you felt so so so angry. You crumpled up the letter and threw it away, you tried your best to keep the tears at bay but they slipped anyways. You quickly wiped it away but more just kept coming.

You tired your best to not panic, you took deep breaths in and let them out slowly, but it wasn't helping and the tears just wouldn't stop coming. You didn't know if they were angry tears or sad ones but either way they weren't stopping.

You walked back into the ball room, right away you went towards Draco, Blaise, Enzo, and Theo, they all stopped talking once they saw you and right away they looked worried.

"Y/N?" Draco asked, coming closer. You looked up at him, and it just broke your heart. He didn't know. You bit your lip trying your best not to brust out crying. "A-

"No," You cut him off, a single tear dropping from your eyes. "Don't," He looked so concerned at this point, they all did. You just ignored their questions and grabbed Theo's drink. You smelled it before you downed it all at once.

"Y/N what the hell are you doing?" Blaise asked, grabbing the cup away from your hands. You knew they spiked the drinks, it was honestly what you needed right now. You needed to just forget.

"What? What does it look like I'm fucking doing?" You asked, voice raising. "You all can drink but I can't? How the hell is that fair?" You never swore, you never drunk, you were a good kid. Better than all of them and they knew this. That might be why they always tried to protect you from everything all the time. Because they knew you still had hope that life could get better.

You felt inside Theo's jacket until you felt what you were looking for. Theo tried getting you away but you had already grabbed the bottle.

"Y/N I don't know what that letter was about but drinking won't make it go away-"

"Your right it won't," You backed away. "But it sure as hell will get it off of my mind-"

"Y/N stop it. You're better then this," Draco said, his eyes pleading. You socffed

"What if I don't want to be better than this. What if I just want to do whatever the hell I want without having to worry about everyone else," Tears were rolling onto your cheeks but you wiped them away.

"Y/N just talk to us-"

"No! God just leave me alone!" You yelled, walking away and disappearing into the crowd. The boys tried going after you but there were too many people.

~~~

As the night went on you were only getting more and more drunk and after a little the bottle was empty and you were completely drunk. And your date was starting to notice this.

"Y/N are you okay? You seem different," He asked as the two of you were on the dance floor.

"Of course I'm okay," You slurred happily. "Why wouldn't I be, we are having a great fucking time at this stupid ball," You said, laughing, and soon you were dancing and going all out. You laughed again when you almost fell but he caught you.

"Okay, I think we should sit down,"

"What no, the good songs are just starting to play," And even with your protests he led you off the dace floor and towards a quiet table in a corner.

"Look just stay here I'll be right back okay?" He said you only nodded and with that he left.

"Stupid boys," You whispered as you drank from your punch that had the last bit of alcohol in it.

"Y/N?" You looked up, narrowing your eyes and soon his blurry figure was clear. Fred. You smiled instantly and jumped up, but you caught yourself before falling on your face by grabbing his firm arms.

"Wow, you don't look like the type," You laughed, referring to his arms which you still hadn't let go of. Fred looked at you confused and worried, he knew you'd never say something like that. You were to collected and quiet for that.

"Are you..." He dragged off when you saw you reach for your cup. It clicked too fast. He grabbed the cup away from you.

"Give it back," You whined, trying to grab it but he pushed your arm away. He put the cup to his nose and right away he could smell the alcohol.

"Have you been drinking?" He asked.

"I have never seen you so serous," You laughed, pushing away from him but he grabbed you and faced you towards him again.

"Answer the question? No you know what I already know. Why the hell are you drinking?" He seemed so mad that you got upset. You pushed him away.

"Why does everyone care if I drink? You are all so annoying. Just leave me alone," His blood boiled but he didn't have time to yell at you right now, and he could see Snape looking over at the two of you too often so he grabbed you and dragged you out of the ball room.

You were squirming and trying to get away from him but he was a lot stronger then he looked. Must have been all that quidditch and you thought it was really attractive.

"Where are you taking me?" You whined.

"To your dorm," You instantly tried pulling away which caused him to stop walking. "What?"

"Please don't take me their, I know Draco will be there waiting for me,"

"Good, he seems like a good friend to you-"

"No no please you don't understand. I can't see him. I can't talk to him," Tears started forming in your eyes. "I can't tell him," His brows furrowed. And the way you seemed so destroyed he just couldn't keep up this serous and hard act anymore, all he wanted to do was wipe those tears away and hug you. He just wanted to make it all go away.

"I'll just take you to my dorm okay?" Your eyes brightened and you nodded, wiping the tears off your cheeks. "But promise me you will try to be quiet,"

"I will I will," He nodded, his heart breaking from looking at you. You were to pretty to be crying, but he couldn't lie that you looked beautiful when you cried.

He sunk you into his dorm and thankful the room was empty, meaning the boys weren't back from the Ball yet. He sat you on his bed as he went to get a bottle of water.

You took this time to look at the boy. He was so handsome, you had always believed he was but you just never let yourself think such thoughts. He took off his jacket and put it on a chair before he rolled up his white selves. And you couldn't help but stare at those forearms. They were a lot more muscular than you thought.

But he didn't stop there. He took his tie off and unbuttoned two of the buttons on his shirt and you were star struck. He was so beautiful. So handsome, and just so. There wasn't even a word to describe him.

"Here," He gave you the bottle of water, which you took while still staring at him.

"You know you are so pretty," You said. He looked at you with shock before a small nervous smile spread on his face.

"Your drunk Y/N, you don't know what your saying," You got up, throwing the bottle of water on the bed and made your way closer to him. He didn't back away when you were only inches apart, he seemed curious and nervous as he looked into your eyes.

"I do. I just never had the nerves to tell you," You looked in his eyes before they shifted towards his lips. This boy had always looked at you a certen way, and it was the kind of look at made you weak and nervous. You knew if you were sober you'd never have the nerve to do what youve always wanted to do.

And you could see he wanted it too. You could tell by the way his eyes would shift towards your lips and by the way he seemed so nervous, and looked like he wanted it just as much as you. Maybe even more.

And without a thought in the world you closed the distance.

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𝙺𝚗𝚘𝚠 𝚒𝚝𝚜 𝚏𝚘𝚛 𝚝𝚑𝚎 𝚋𝚎𝚝𝚝𝚎𝚛 | 𝙵𝚛𝚎𝚍 𝚡 𝚛𝚎𝚊𝚍𝚎𝚛 𝟷/?

𝒂/𝒏: 𝑯𝒊 𝒍𝒐𝒗𝒆𝒔, 𝒊𝒕𝒔 𝒃𝒆𝒆𝒏 𝒂 𝒘𝒉𝒊𝒍𝒆 𝑰 𝒌𝒏𝒐𝒘 𝒂𝒏𝒅 𝑰 𝒂𝒎 𝒔𝒕𝒊𝒍𝒍 𝒘𝒓𝒊𝒕𝒊𝒏𝒈 𝒇𝒐𝒓 𝒎𝒚 𝒐𝒕𝒉𝒆𝒓 𝒔𝒆𝒓𝒊𝒆𝒔 𝒅𝒐𝒏'𝒕 𝒘𝒐𝒓𝒓𝒚 𝒃𝒖𝒕 𝑰 𝒕𝒉𝒐𝒖𝒈𝒉𝒕 𝑰'𝒅 𝒈𝒊𝒗𝒆 𝒚𝒐𝒖 𝒈𝒖𝒚𝒔 𝒔𝒐𝒎𝒆𝒕𝒉𝒊𝒏𝒈 𝒇𝒐𝒓 𝒕𝒉𝒆 𝒘𝒂𝒊𝒕. 𝑯𝒂𝒗𝒆𝒏'𝒕 𝒘𝒓𝒊𝒕𝒕𝒆𝒏 𝑯𝒂𝒓𝒓𝒚 𝑷𝒐𝒕𝒕𝒆𝒓 𝒊𝒏 𝒂 𝒘𝒉𝒊𝒍𝒆 𝒂𝒏𝒅 𝑰 𝒎𝒊𝒔𝒔 𝒊𝒕 𝒔𝒐 𝒉𝒆𝒓𝒆 𝒚𝒐𝒖 𝒈𝒐 <𝟑𝟑𝟑

𝒔𝒖𝒎𝒎𝒂𝒓𝒚: 𝒚𝒐𝒖 𝒂𝒓𝒆 𝒇𝒓𝒐𝒎 𝒂 𝒑𝒖𝒓𝒆𝒃𝒍𝒐𝒐𝒅 𝒇𝒂𝒎𝒊𝒍𝒚 𝒂𝒏𝒅 𝒚𝒐𝒖 𝒔𝒕𝒂𝒓𝒕 𝒕𝒐 𝒇𝒂𝒍𝒍 𝒇𝒐𝒓 𝒔𝒐𝒎𝒆𝒐𝒏𝒆 𝒚𝒐𝒖 𝒂𝒓𝒆𝒏'𝒕 𝒆𝒗𝒆𝒏 𝒂𝒍𝒍𝒐𝒘𝒆𝒅 𝒕𝒐 𝒕𝒂𝒍𝒌 𝒕𝒐 𝒃𝒖𝒕 𝒘𝒉𝒂𝒕 𝒘𝒊𝒍𝒍 𝒉𝒂𝒑𝒑𝒆𝒏 𝒘𝒉𝒆𝒏 𝒚𝒐𝒖 𝒂𝒓𝒆 𝒇𝒐𝒓𝒄𝒆𝒅 𝒊𝒏𝒕𝒐 𝒕𝒉𝒆 𝒂𝒓𝒎𝒔 𝒐𝒇 𝒂𝒏𝒐𝒕𝒉𝒆𝒓. 𝑾𝒊𝒍𝒍 𝒚𝒐𝒖 𝒌𝒆𝒆𝒑 𝒇𝒊𝒈𝒉𝒕𝒊𝒏𝒈 𝒇𝒐𝒓 𝒕𝒉𝒆 𝒐𝒏𝒆 𝒚𝒐𝒖 𝒍𝒐𝒗𝒆 𝒐𝒓 𝒘𝒊𝒍𝒍 𝒚𝒐𝒖 𝒂𝒃𝒊𝒅𝒆 𝒕𝒐 𝒚𝒐𝒖𝒓 𝒑𝒂𝒓𝒆𝒏𝒕𝒔 𝒘𝒊𝒔𝒉𝒆𝒔

𝒘𝒂𝒓𝒏𝒊𝒏𝒈𝒔/𝒄𝒐𝒏𝒕𝒆𝒏𝒕: 𝒄𝒓𝒚𝒊𝒏𝒈, 𝒎𝒊𝒏𝒆𝒓 𝒔𝒘𝒆𝒂𝒓𝒊𝒏𝒈, 𝒇𝒍𝒖𝒇𝒇, 𝒌𝒊𝒔𝒔𝒊𝒏𝒈

𝑾𝒐𝒓𝒅 𝒄𝒐𝒖𝒏𝒕: 𝟒.𝟒𝒌

Sometimes you wished you weren't born in a pureblood family, you had always looked at other families and wished you were them, you saw the way they would laugh and joke with their parents, and if you were being completely honest you envied them, so much so that you started hating them. How was it that some people got the loving parents you so wished for, how was it that those same people who had them never realized how lucky they were.

As much as you wished for those parents that hugged their children, and read them stories and helped them with boy problems, you knew it was for the better, and you knew you deserved what you got.

And all you truly wanted was a sister, or even a brother, maybe if you had someone to be your rock maybe you would have been able to endure the pain your father caused you, maybe you would have been able to handle the way he treated your mother, or maybe you would've been able to forgive her for just standing by while the man yelled and cursed you out.

Maybe you would have been able to look at your parents with love, maybe you would have been able to forgive the both of them and maybe you would've known what love actually looked like.

But you didn't have any real friends, they were all spoiled, no good pureblood and you didn't like the lot of them. Well, there were a couple who you could tolerate, and maybe you did consider them your friends. And one boy in particular who you'd consider your best friend. He was one of many purebloods who understood what you were going through but he wasn't like the rest. He never bullied anyone, he was quiet and calm and never begged for attention. And the two of you were always together.

But you never did go to him with family problems and he never came to you with his either, it was like the two of you knew what the other was going through and silence was the best cure for the both of you.

You two were in the same friend group and you had known them all since your first year. And even though you loved them all dearly Blaise was just different, you two would always stay out of the fights and out of Dracos relentless bullying.

And even though you hated everyone Draco did you just didn't find the need to bully them, it wasn't anyones fault who they were born too and it was for the better. There always had to be two sides didn't there? And you just so happened to be on the side you never wanted to be on. A side you were forced on, born into.

It was your forth year in Hogwarts and this year was supposed to be the most exciting one, it was the year of the triwizard tournament something a lot of people were looking forward too, including your friend group.

You were sitting on a bench writing an Essay for Snapes class that was due the next day while Draco and Blaise were watching people enter into the tournament. You weren't concentrated and honestly didn't care who entered, but Draco and Blaise seemed to be so interested and were already betting among themselves for who was going to get picked.

"No way Diggory is putting his name in," Draco scoffed, a small laugh leaving both boys.

"He wouldn't last an hour in the games," Even though both boys knew fully well Diggory would be a good choice for the games and could potentially win they were still sour because they had lost to Hufflepuff in Quidditch last year, and Diggory was on the team. You just let out a small laugh, causing both boys to look at you.

"What's so funny L/N?" Draco asked, raising an eyebrow. You gave him a look.

"You two are just sour because of last year huh?"

"What are you talking about?" Blaise cut in. "We both just know sport and players," You nodded, trying to look serous.

"Right right, its not like last year Hufflepuff beat your arses and now you two are still mad about it," You smiled. And just as Draco was about to say something stupid like he always did he got cut off by cheering.

You looked away from them to see two gingers making their way towards the cup, both with big smiles on their faces. They both had potions in their hands which must be to help them seem older in order to get past the ring that was around the cup.

"Well lads, we've done it," George said.

"Cocked it up just this morning," Fred finished, both of them giving high fives to their friends. You just rolled your eyes and put your attention back on your Essay.

"Idiots, do they really think that rubbish potion is going to work?" Draco laughed.

"Good thing we're here to see it go wrong," Blaise said, a small smile on his face as the two of them looked at the other two idiots. Draco was always different around you and Blaise, he seemed more himself and not such an arse or such a showoff. He never tried to prove himself with you two and you were glad. If he did you know you wouldn't be able to stand him.

You looked up again, seeing both of the twins sitting by Hermione, your eyes caught Freds who had already been looking at you before you caught his stare. He quickly looked away and stood up along with George, and only now did you notice how you instantly got butteries the moment you saw Fred looking at you.

You blew out a breath but all that got washed away right as you saw Pansy in the hallway. Her eyes were on you and right when you looked at her she motioned you over, a worried look on her face. You instantly felt uneasy and nervous, she always gave you that look when you got a letter for your parents.

You never got letters unless it was important or if they were mad at something you've done.

"I have to go," You said, packing up everything and rushing away from the boys before they even got to say anything. You were so worried and in your own thoughts about the letter that you missed the way Freds eyes followed you, the way his heartbeat felt faster whenever he saw how pretty you looked, which was every time he saw you.

He always hated how much you affected him because he knew he'd never be able to get a chance with you, you hated him and even though he wanted to hate you he just couldn't. To him you were perfection in every way, the way you walked, the way you laughed which squeezed his heart every time he heard it, the way your hair framed your face, the way your eyes would always brighten every time you saw snow, maybe even the way you would always try to get Draco to stop from bullying Ron.

And he could tell right now that something was wrong, he could tell by the way you walked, by the way your face was covered in worry and fear, by the way you rushed out with Parkinson and by the way both Malfoy and Zabini knew why you had rushed out and what it was about.

~~~

It turns out the letter was just explaining how they were going on a business trip and you won't be coming home for any holidays which made you feel relief, Christmas with your family always seemed so unjoyful and you always had so much more fun when you spent Christmas with your friends, and they always got you presents you loved not something that you might need later in life.

You were talking with Pansy about the letter when you noticed the Gryffindor boys walk into the classroom. You were confused because Snape had told you lot that today was dance practice. You looked around the boys and saw Fred standing in the back with George both laughing with Ron and Harry.

"Alright," Professor McGonagall said, clapping her hands. "Now we've split you up and paired you with different house so this will be the groups you will be dancing with until the Ball,"

"Isn't this a delight," Astoria, one of the girls you've been friends with since first year said. She wasn't apart of your friend group but the two of you had a lot of classes together throughout the years and you had grown close. "I was looking forward to dancing and now its ruined,"

"Well at least this will only be for a couple of weeks," You whispered back, not feeling as annoyed as you hoped. As McGonagall was explaining you caught the eyes of the same ginger, you didn't know why you were catching his eye so much and it was making you feel things you didn't want to.

"Since the lot of you aren't getting up to pick your own partners I will do it for you," You got snapped back to the Professor just as everyone groaned about what she just said.

"Just keeps getter better huh?" Astoria whispered, annoyance laced in her voice. But you were barely focused on what she was saying, your heartbeat was just getting faster and faster as McGonagall was paring two and two together and soon your name was called out.

Your heart stopped all together when she called out Fred's name. You didn't know why you were this nervous, you hated the boy. And you hated how he was a dirtyblood and how he was so joyful and energetic. Right?

You stood up and made your way towards the boy, who was already waiting for you on the floor. He seemed nervous, and his eyes wouldn't meet your own. It was something you've never seen on him before and it made you feel strange.

"Now boys put your hand on her waist," You heard McGonagall yell out. Fred stepped closer so the two of you were only inches apart. He looked down at your waist before he look at your face, he slowly and gently put his hands around you and pulled you closer.

Butterfiles erupted in your stomach, and his touch made you feel something you had never felt before. McGonagalls voice felt like background noise when Fred took your hand, lacing his fingers with your own, his hands were so much bigger than yours and they were so warm that you felt it in your whole body.

You looked up into his eyes when you placed your free hand on his shoulder, and this time he didn't look away. Your breath was coming out uneven and it felt like you were on a cloud, like it was just the two of you in the room.

Fred had never felt so nervous in his life, and he couldn't deny that when his name was called out with your own that he was excited and so nervous at the same time. He was hoping your name would be called with his.

And when you stood before him it was the first time he realized how much taller he was then you, he realized how he towered over you and you from that angle was the prettiest view he'd ever seen. He knew he wouldn't be able to look you in the eye from this close, he knew if he did he would want to kiss those beautiful lips that would always make the most gorgeous smile he'd ever seen.

But he got even closer and it made him want to melt right there and then. The way his hands felt your waist and the way his hand fit so perfectly in yours, he just couldn't keep his eyes off of yours.

And the moment he looked down and gazed into your eyes he felt lost, it was like it was just the two of you in the room and he wanted more then anything to just close the distance and know what it felt like to kiss those perfect lips and what it felt like to have those small pretty hands in his hair.

Fred was so lost in the dance and the way you were looking at him that he didn't notice the way his brothers were looking at him, didn't notice how they noticed the way he was looking at you right now but even if he did know he didn't have a care in the world.

He knew you were different and he loved every part that was you, even if you two were from different worlds, and different homes and different families, all he wanted was you.

~~~

The Ball was right around the corner and everyone was so excited including you, you had already picked out the perfect dress and were now just waiting on a special someone to ask you. You weren't too worried about it because you knew if you didn't get asked you would just go with Blaise.

You were sitting in the library with Draco, Blaise, Theo, Enzo and Pansy all working on a big group project that would be wroth a lot of marks. You were all trying your best to keep the noise down since Snape never let a sound be made.

"Theo you aren't doing a single thing," You whispered, hitting him on the back of the head with your notebook. He glared at you, before snatching the book out of your hands.

"Hey. Only Snape can do that," He said, throwing the book to Blaise.

"You wanna bet?"

"Hey Snape is coming," Enzo said making you all look back towards Snape who looked at all of you with warning.

"Okay okay lets just all," Pansy started, looking at Theo. "Work on this so we get a good grade okay?"

"Like we didn't plan that from the start," Enzo cut in making Pansy glare at him. You looked away from the group who were only getting louder by the second and looked towards the doors that had just opened.

You saw one of the Durmstrang boys who you had talked to a couple of times make his way inside. He was a handsome looking boy, and a lot of girls swooned over him along with many other Durmstrang boys. He had a full head of dark brown hair, it was fluffy and curly, his eyes were a dark shade of brown and he was buff, it looked as though he never missed a day of working out.

His eyes soon connected with yours and just like that a smile was plastered on his face. You smiled back but were a little confused when he made his way towards you.

"Can I get a moment with Y/N?" He asked, his thick accent making it hard to understand. But everyone at the table looked at him and then at you.

"Of course," Theo said, standing up, his arms in the air. "Just don't take too long, i know it happens sometimes but we need her for this project. She is the brains you know," Your eyes widened the second Enzo and Draco started laughing. You stood up and slapped his shoulder.

"Don't listen to anything he says. He's stupid after all," You said, glaring at all of the boys before you dragged the confused Durmstrang away.

Fred who had also been in the library couldn't help but feel jealous when he saw you talking with the Durmstrang boy, and he felt anger boil when he saw your friends teasing, and soon a big smile was on your face which confirmed what his question must have been.

Fred clenched his jaw and his fits as he looked down at the work in front of him. He knew he couldn't be mad like this when he wasn't going to ask you but the feelings just came and there was nothing he could have done about them.

"You okay Fred," George asked, Fred just nodded before he grabbed his work and stood up.

"I'm gonna go," And before George could ask what the hell was wrong Fred angrily made his way towards the door.

~~~

It was the day of the Yull Ball, everyone was beyond excited including you, it was rare for Hogwarts to have dances like this, and it was a very exciting time in general, not just with the dance but with the tournament. Which caused a lot of commotion and a farrert, something that no one was going to forget for a while.

After getting ready and meeting your date you entered the ball room, which was beyond beautiful. Your eyes were fixed on the room and the food that you again missed a certain someones eyes that just couldn't seem to leave you.

And he thought you couldn't get any more beautiful. He was horribly wrong.

He couldn't help the smile that made its way on his face, the way your eyes shown and the way your smile went from ear to ear was just too much for the poor boy. He knew from this moment that he just wouldn't see another girl the way he saw you, he knew he was head over heels for you and it did scare him.

But how could he not.

Throughout the whole night his eyes would always try to find your form, and every time his eyes found you he would feel calm and his heart would do summersaults but he also felt envy. He wanted more than anything to be that boy you were dancing, laughing and talking with.

But he was a coward for not asking you first. And he cursed to himself every time he saw your pretty face, because that could have been him.

As the night dragged on you were pulled away from all fun you were having, Pansy had come to you with a letter from your parents. Again, dread filling your body and you knew this night was most likely to get ruined.

As you read the letter your heart dropped, an overwhelming sensation came over you and you felt so so so angry. You crumpled up the letter and threw it away, you tried your best to keep the tears at bay but they slipped anyways. You quickly wiped it away but more just kept coming.

You tired your best to not panic, you took deep breaths in and let them out slowly, but it wasn't helping and the tears just wouldn't stop coming. You didn't know if they were angry tears or sad ones but either way they weren't stopping.

You walked back into the ball room, right away you went towards Draco, Blaise, Enzo, and Theo, they all stopped talking once they saw you and right away they looked worried.

"Y/N?" Draco asked, coming closer. You looked up at him, and it just broke your heart. He didn't know. You bit your lip trying your best not to brust out crying. "A-

"No," You cut him off, a single tear dropping from your eyes. "Don't," He looked so concerned at this point, they all did. You just ignored their questions and grabbed Theo's drink. You smelled it before you downed it all at once.

"Y/N what the hell are you doing?" Blaise asked, grabbing the cup away from your hands. You knew they spiked the drinks, it was honestly what you needed right now. You needed to just forget.

"What? What does it look like I'm fucking doing?" You asked, voice raising. "You all can drink but I can't? How the hell is that fair?" You never swore, you never drunk, you were a good kid. Better than all of them and they knew this. That might be why they always tried to protect you from everything all the time. Because they knew you still had hope that life could get better.

You felt inside Theo's jacket until you felt what you were looking for. Theo tried getting you away but you had already grabbed the bottle.

"Y/N I don't know what that letter was about but drinking won't make it go away-"

"Your right it won't," You backed away. "But it sure as hell will get it off of my mind-"

"Y/N stop it. You're better then this," Draco said, his eyes pleading. You socffed

"What if I don't want to be better than this. What if I just want to do whatever the hell I want without having to worry about everyone else," Tears were rolling onto your cheeks but you wiped them away.

"Y/N just talk to us-"

"No! God just leave me alone!" You yelled, walking away and disappearing into the crowd. The boys tried going after you but there were too many people.

~~~

As the night went on you were only getting more and more drunk and after a little the bottle was empty and you were completely drunk. And your date was starting to notice this.

"Y/N are you okay? You seem different," He asked as the two of you were on the dance floor.

"Of course I'm okay," You slurred happily. "Why wouldn't I be, we are having a great fucking time at this stupid ball," You said, laughing, and soon you were dancing and going all out. You laughed again when you almost fell but he caught you.

"Okay, I think we should sit down,"

"What no, the good songs are just starting to play," And even with your protests he led you off the dace floor and towards a quiet table in a corner.

"Look just stay here I'll be right back okay?" He said you only nodded and with that he left.

"Stupid boys," You whispered as you drank from your punch that had the last bit of alcohol in it.

"Y/N?" You looked up, narrowing your eyes and soon his blurry figure was clear. Fred. You smiled instantly and jumped up, but you caught yourself before falling on your face by grabbing his firm arms.

"Wow, you don't look like the type," You laughed, referring to his arms which you still hadn't let go of. Fred looked at you confused and worried, he knew you'd never say something like that. You were to collected and quiet for that.

"Are you..." He dragged off when you saw you reach for your cup. It clicked too fast. He grabbed the cup away from you.

"Give it back," You whined, trying to grab it but he pushed your arm away. He put the cup to his nose and right away he could smell the alcohol.

"Have you been drinking?" He asked.

"I have never seen you so serous," You laughed, pushing away from him but he grabbed you and faced you towards him again.

"Answer the question? No you know what I already know. Why the hell are you drinking?" He seemed so mad that you got upset. You pushed him away.

"Why does everyone care if I drink? You are all so annoying. Just leave me alone," His blood boiled but he didn't have time to yell at you right now, and he could see Snape looking over at the two of you too often so he grabbed you and dragged you out of the ball room.

You were squirming and trying to get away from him but he was a lot stronger then he looked. Must have been all that quidditch and you thought it was really attractive.

"Where are you taking me?" You whined.

"To your dorm," You instantly tried pulling away which caused him to stop walking. "What?"

"Please don't take me their, I know Draco will be there waiting for me,"

"Good, he seems like a good friend to you-"

"No no please you don't understand. I can't see him. I can't talk to him," Tears started forming in your eyes. "I can't tell him," His brows furrowed. And the way you seemed so destroyed he just couldn't keep up this serous and hard act anymore, all he wanted to do was wipe those tears away and hug you. He just wanted to make it all go away.

"I'll just take you to my dorm okay?" Your eyes brightened and you nodded, wiping the tears off your cheeks. "But promise me you will try to be quiet,"

"I will I will," He nodded, his heart breaking from looking at you. You were to pretty to be crying, but he couldn't lie that you looked beautiful when you cried.

He sunk you into his dorm and thankful the room was empty, meaning the boys weren't back from the Ball yet. He sat you on his bed as he went to get a bottle of water.

You took this time to look at the boy. He was so handsome, you had always believed he was but you just never let yourself think such thoughts. He took off his jacket and put it on a chair before he rolled up his white selves. And you couldn't help but stare at those forearms. They were a lot more muscular than you thought.

But he didn't stop there. He took his tie off and unbuttoned two of the buttons on his shirt and you were star struck. He was so beautiful. So handsome, and just so. There wasn't even a word to describe him.

"Here," He gave you the bottle of water, which you took while still staring at him.

"You know you are so pretty," You said. He looked at you with shock before a small nervous smile spread on his face.

"Your drunk Y/N, you don't know what your saying," You got up, throwing the bottle of water on the bed and made your way closer to him. He didn't back away when you were only inches apart, he seemed curious and nervous as he looked into your eyes.

"I do. I just never had the nerves to tell you," You looked in his eyes before they shifted towards his lips. This boy had always looked at you a certen way, and it was the kind of look at made you weak and nervous. You knew if you were sober you'd never have the nerve to do what youve always wanted to do.

And you could see he wanted it too. You could tell by the way his eyes would shift towards your lips and by the way he seemed so nervous, and looked like he wanted it just as much as you. Maybe even more.

And without a thought in the world you closed the distance.

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𝚆𝚑𝚊𝚝 𝚈𝚘𝚞 𝙰𝚛𝚎 𝟸/?

𝑻𝒂𝒈𝒍𝒊𝒔𝒕 | 𝒎𝒂𝒔𝒕𝒆𝒓𝒍𝒊𝒔𝒕

𝒂/𝒏: 𝑯𝒆𝒚𝒚𝒚 𝒎𝒚 𝒍𝒐𝒗𝒆𝒔 𝒔𝒐𝒓𝒓𝒚 𝑰 𝒉𝒂𝒗𝒆𝒏’𝒕 𝒑𝒐𝒔𝒕𝒆𝒅 𝒊𝒏 𝒂 𝒘𝒉𝒊𝒍𝒆 𝒂𝒏𝒅 𝒂𝒍𝒔𝒐 𝒇𝒐𝒓 𝒌𝒆𝒆𝒑𝒊𝒏𝒈 𝒑𝒂𝒓𝒕 𝟐 𝒊𝒏 𝒎𝒚 𝒅𝒓𝒂𝒇𝒕𝒔 𝒇𝒐𝒓 𝒔𝒐 𝒍𝒐𝒏𝒈 𝒃𝒖𝒕 𝒉𝒆𝒓𝒆 𝒚𝒐𝒖 𝒈𝒐, 𝒕𝒉𝒆 𝒍𝒐𝒏𝒈 𝒂𝒘𝒂𝒊𝒕𝒆𝒅 𝒂𝒏𝒅 𝒕𝒉𝒆 𝒉𝒊𝒈𝒉𝒍𝒚 𝒓𝒆𝒒𝒖𝒆𝒔𝒕𝒆𝒅 𝒑𝒂𝒓𝒕 𝟐. 𝑬𝒏𝒋𝒐𝒚𝒚𝒚 <𝟑

𝒔𝒖𝒎𝒎𝒂𝒓𝒚: 𝒀𝒐𝒖 𝒋𝒖𝒔𝒕 𝒇𝒊𝒏𝒅 𝒐𝒖𝒕 𝒂𝒃𝒐𝒖𝒕 𝒚𝒐𝒖𝒓 𝒃𝒆𝒔𝒕 𝒇𝒓𝒊𝒆𝒏𝒅𝒔 𝒔𝒆𝒄𝒓𝒆𝒕, 𝒐𝒏𝒆 𝒕𝒉𝒂𝒕 𝒘𝒊𝒍𝒍 𝒏𝒐𝒕 𝒋𝒖𝒔𝒕 𝒄𝒉𝒂𝒏𝒈𝒆 𝒉𝒊𝒔 𝒍𝒊𝒇𝒆 𝒇𝒐𝒓𝒆𝒗𝒆𝒓 𝒃𝒖𝒕 𝒚𝒐𝒖𝒓𝒔 𝒂𝒍𝒔𝒐. 𝒀𝒐𝒖 𝒎𝒆𝒆𝒕 𝒐𝒏𝒆 𝒐𝒇 𝒉𝒊𝒔 𝒑𝒂𝒄𝒕 𝒇𝒓𝒊𝒆𝒏𝒅𝒔, 𝒐𝒏𝒆 𝒕𝒉𝒂𝒕 𝒚𝒐𝒖𝒓 𝒔𝒊𝒔𝒕𝒆𝒓 𝒊𝒔𝒏’𝒕 𝒇𝒐𝒖𝒏𝒅 𝒐𝒇 𝒂𝒏𝒅 𝒔𝒐𝒎𝒆𝒕𝒉𝒊𝒏𝒈 𝒏𝒐 𝒐𝒏𝒆 𝒄𝒂𝒏 𝒆𝒙𝒑𝒍𝒂𝒊𝒏 𝒉𝒂𝒑𝒑𝒆𝒏𝒔. 𝒀𝒐𝒖 𝒂𝒓𝒆 𝒍𝒆𝒇𝒕 𝒘𝒊𝒕𝒉 𝒔𝒕𝒓𝒂𝒏𝒈𝒆 𝒇𝒆𝒆𝒍𝒊𝒏𝒈𝒔, 𝒐𝒏𝒆𝒔 𝒕𝒉𝒂𝒕 𝒚𝒐𝒖 𝒅𝒐𝒏’𝒕 𝒌𝒏𝒐𝒘 𝒉𝒐𝒘 𝒕𝒐 𝒆𝒙𝒑𝒓𝒆𝒔𝒔 𝒂𝒏𝒅 𝒐𝒏𝒆𝒔 𝒚𝒐𝒖 𝒄𝒂𝒏’𝒕 𝒔𝒆𝒆𝒎 𝒕𝒐 𝒉𝒐𝒍𝒅 𝒊𝒏.

𝒘𝒂𝒓𝒏𝒊𝒏𝒈𝒔/𝒄𝒐𝒏𝒕𝒆𝒏𝒕: 𝒏𝒊𝒈𝒉𝒕𝒎𝒂𝒓𝒆𝒔, 𝒇𝒊𝒈𝒉𝒕𝒊𝒏𝒈

𝑾𝒐𝒓𝒅 𝒄𝒐𝒖𝒏𝒕: 𝟑.𝟓𝒌

← 𝑷𝒓𝒆𝒗𝒊𝒐𝒖𝒔 | 𝑵𝒆𝒙𝒕 →

As I laid in Jacob's bed I couldn't get him out of my head, I've known about the tribe's legends for my whole life, and just last year I found out they were real, but for some reason when it's my best friend who's the monster everything is different, its real, scary.

Billy was so nice about it, so sweet and caring, like he knew how hard it would be for me to take this kind of information. I told him how I found out about the Cullens, but I just never thought about the wolves part, only bringing it up to tease Jacob.

My mind slowly started to drift off, sleep finally beginning to take over. I felt someone swipe the hair away from my face, saying a quiet "Sorry," Before I drifted off into sleep.

My breathing quickened as I ran through the trees, my heart pounding in my ears as I looked behind me, nothing. Though I didn't stop running, not until my lungs begged and burned for air.

I plunged into the ground, my hands only barely stopping my face from hitting the dirt that was beneath me. I sat on my knees as I brought my now-burning hands toward my body, looking around with wide eyes.

My breath shook as I caught a glimpse of dark eyes through the trees, but unlike before they didn't disappear. I was frozen to my spot on the ground as the creature slowly made its way toward me, a cry left my lips at the slight of it.

Finally, as if stupidity hit me straight in the face I ran. One thing I knew about wildlife was to never run away if you ever came face to face with anything dangerous, but it was like I couldn't stop my legs from moving.

I heard the creature running behind causing me to pick up my speed but as I took a quick glance behind me I found that I was running from nothing. Only when I turned around did I see it standing right in front of me.

I jerked up in my bed, breathing heavily as I looked around with wide eyes. I let out a sigh of relief once I realized I was still in Jacob's bed, safe. I put a shaky hand to my head, wiping away the cold sweat before my eyes turned to the window.

The sun had already risen, but like all the days before it was raining. Fog covered the sky and ground, leading me to miss the way it looked when the days were clear.

"Shouldn't I get a say in this?"

"No. Jacob he is trying to help you-"

"How is he gonna help me?" Everyone stopped talking the moment I stepped into the room. Jacob was sitting at the table with Billy and an unfamiliar face that I seemed to recognize.

"Y/N I'm glad your up," Billy said, motioning me over to the table. I furrowed my brows but did what the man said and sat down next to Jacob who gave me a sad smile.

"What's going on?" I asked, looking around the table.

"My dad is trying to get me to join Sam's little cult," Jacob said angrily. "Which I'm not doing," I looked at the man sitting across from me, only then realizing this was Sam, the same one who I knew as a kid.

"Look Jacob we all know what you're going through and if you join we will be able to help you through these changes," Sam didn't even try to correct him, now only understanding Sam's little group wasn't a cult, it was a pack, a wolf pack.

"I don't think it's a cult Jacob," He turned to me unbelieving.

"Your siding with them? I thought you were my best friend-"

"I am your best friend. I also want what's best for you and I think your dad knows more about this than you do," He closed his mouth, stubbornly turning his head away from me. "Look Jake, I don't think you want to go through this on your own. I think you should let Sam help you, he knows more about this than anyone,"

"Listen to Y/N," Sam said, making Jacob glare at him.

"Jake," I turned his face toward me. "If your too stubborn to do this on your own at least do it for your dad and me," He stared at me for a little, jaw clenching.

"I hate you," I smiled knowing I got him. "Fine but only because you said that," I cheerfully looked back at Billy who gave me a sweet smile, thanking me with a nod.

"But you'll have to cut your hair," Jacob's head snapped toward Sam.

"What?"

Over the next few weeks, Jacob started becoming better with his changes, he got his hair cut, and a tattoo signifying him as a werewolf of the Quileute tribe.

He was getting closer with the others in the pack too, and made amends with Embry, who I finally got to see after months of Jacob not letting me near him.

But one thing I didn't like was the way Jacob kept pushing Bella away, he felt that now that he was a wolf he would end up hurting her, both physically and emotionally.

So I agreed to keep Bella away, altho we both knew I wouldn't be able to keep her away forever.

"Bella stop!" I yelled as I ran after her, slamming the front door behind me. "Look if you go to La Push you'll only make things worse-" But she was already in the truck and starting the engine. I cursed to myself before racing to the other side and getting in.

The rest of the drive was me trying to get her to turn the truck around but it was like she had blocked me out, not listening to a word that came out of my mouth. As we stopped in front of the house, she jumped out of the truck and went to knock on the front door.

The door opened reviling Billy who was sat on his wheelchair, after he saw it was Bella he looked back at me who had come to stand behind her. I gave him an apologetic look before he turned back to my twin.

"Bella?"

"I need to see him," She said, getting straight to the point.

"He's not in," Even from my point of view I could tell he was lying and Bella saw it too. She stayed quiet for a moment, debating whether to leave or not. But after a few seconds of thinking, she walked past him.

"Sorry I really have to see him,"

"Bella," He warned, turning his wheelchair around to try and stop her. I chased after her after Billy opened the door wider for me but she had already opened the door to Jacob's room. I stopped, sighing in relief when I saw that he was sleeping.

But all the relief left me when she stormed past me and out the back door. Confused I looked out the window only to see Sam and the little pact he made walking toward the house, looking for Jacob no doubt.

I raced after her, leaving the back door open as I tried to catch up to her. But she was already yelling at the group of boys.

"What did you do!" They all stopped walking as Bella got closer and shoved Sam. "What did you do to him?" The others started getting angry and tried to defend their leader.

"Easy," Sam said, putting his hand out to stop the others from moving.

"Bella," I warned, pulling her arm back but she ripped it out of my grasp, ignoring me completely.

"He didn't want this,"

"What did we do? What did he do? What did he tell you?" Another boy said, stepping up. He had a nice build just like the others, his hair had been cut short, and had the same tattoo on his arm as all the rest.

"Both of you calm down," Sam stepped in, pulling the boy away from Bella. But both Bella and the boy ignored him.

"Nothing! He tells me nothing because he's scared of you!" At this, the boys started laughing. My eyes went wide knowing for a fact this would set her off.

"Bella. Stop" I warned again, trying desperately to get her attention but my words flew right over her head. And before anyone could stop her she slapped the boy across the face.

I gasped as his smile was whipped clean off and soon started to breathe just like Jacob did before he turned. I grabbed her arm, pulling her back with me but she would barely move.

"Bella. Y/N, get back!" Sam yelled. At the look on the boys face, Bella let me pull her away. If I was being completely honest this boy was scaring the shit out of me. It's one story to see the person you've known for your whole life shift, but seeing a total stranger is not the same story.

"Paul calm down now!" Paul was it? But he was too far gone to calm down now and everyone except Bella knew that. I pulled my sister behind me when Paul shifted completely, tearing the pants he was wearing clean off.

Bella shook with fear as she peaked her head out from behind me. They were so much bigger close-up, never had I seen a wolf this size. But all the thoughts about how the creature looked flew out of my mind the second he started stalking closer, growling.

The dumbest thing anyone can do is run away from something that wants to attack you, this just drives them more with the need to catch their prey. And that of course was the exact thing Bella did. She ran.

I could hear Jacob yelling both our names as I slowly backed away from the wolf. I took in a deep breath before I saw Jacob land in front of me in his wolf form. This made me sprint over toward Bella who had fallen on the ground.

She only glanced at me before her eyes were back on the fight that was unfolding in front of us. Soon the two wolves were in the woods, leaving everyone to watch as they disappeared into the trees.

I was quiet most of the ride to Sam's fiance's house, my eyes flickering to Bella every so often, checking to see when she'd have a panic attack. But she sat normally, her head turned toward the window for the whole ride.

I was confused about the way she was taking this. I thought if anyone would freak out it would be her, but I guess I didn't know her as well as I thought I did.

The truck stopped making me look up at a small cabin, it gave me a sense of home with the fruit sitting on the porch and the lights that were on inside.

"Hey, I think we should go back and see if Jacobs okay," Bella said, opening her window to yell at the boys who had already started walking toward the cabin.

"I think Paul should sink his teeth in him. Serves him right," The other boy said as I stepped out of the vehicle. This was the first time I'd met anyone other than Embry and Sam in the pack, but all the boys seemed to be alike in a way.

"No way Jacob's a natural. You see him faze on the fly? I got 5 that says Paul doesn't touch him," Embry cut in, going straight to Jacob's defense. Both boys stopped short once they realized Bella was still seated in the truck. "Come on in Bella. We don't bite,"

"Speak for yourself," The other boy said, a smirk on his face as he headed up the stairs with me following close behind.

Right as I entered, the woman, Emily turned around. The shock I experienced when she looked at me wasn't shown on my face as I took in the scar that went down one side of her face. She was beautiful, her dark black hair was open and hanging on her shoulder as she smiled warmly at me.

"Y/N right?" She asked as I stepped closer. I nodded, a smile on my own face. "Jacob talks a lot about you. I swear it's like I've already met you," She laughed, bringing me into a hug which I gladly returned.

"I'm surprised my name even came up. Hope he said only good things and not the embarrassing stuff he usually says," She only laughed at that before pointing to Embry who had made his way toward the table.

"Oh don't worry, I think Embry over there said worse things then Jacob," I narrowed my eyes as I went over and hit Embry over the head making him wince and laugh at the same time.

"Idiot," I muttered as I sat next to him, taking the second muffin he had in his hands, and taking a bite. He only laughed, shaking his head.

"Who's this?" Emily's voice cut in, making us all turn to Bella, who was standing awkwardly at the door.

"Bella Swan, Y/N's twin. Who else," The boy across from me stated.

"So you're the vampire girl," At that I coked on the muffin I was trying to eat, turning to face my twin, eyes wide to match her own.

"You knew!" I shrieked, still slightly coughing. She looked stunned.

"How did you know!?"

"I figured it out after pale face saved you from the van," The other boy laughed at the nickname as Bella blinked, trying to understand how I found out before her.

"Why didn't you tell me you knew?!" I pushed my chair away from the table, looking at her with disbelief.

"Why didn't you tell me you were dating a whole vampire?!" I asked making her go quiet, trying to find the right words. "How could you even date one, they kill people to live," She shook her head.

"No the Cullens never killed anyone," I scoffed, how could she still defend them after what happened.

"And your defending them why-"

"Okay, guys. I think I struck a sensitive subject," Emily said, going in between the two of us. "Y/N let's just calm down okay. I'm sure Bella had a good reason to keep this from you like you kept it from her,"

"The only reason she kept it from me was to protect her blood-sucking boyfriend. I kept it from her to protect her," My voice lowered at the last part, stepping away from the two and trying to catch my breath.

Bella had gone quiet, her eyes turned to the floor as Emily put her hands on my shoulders, a sad smile on her face.

"No one is right or wrong in this situation and it doesn't matter anyway because Bella isn't with the Cullen boy anymore," She said, her eyes soft as if she knew where I was coming from, like she experienced something of the same thing. "Let's try and be civil to each other okay?"

I nodded, sitting back down next to Embry who rubbed my back. Emily smiled before she went back to the kitchen, her eyes going back to Bella as if trying to figure her out.

She came back with a plate full of muffins and a cup of cold water that she set down in front of me. The other boy whose name I still didn't know went over to reach for a muffin.

"Save some for your brothers," Emily said, grabbing his hand before he could take one. She smiled at the look on his face before she turned to Bella. "And ladies first,"

"Muffin?"

"Sure. Thanks," Bella said, giving her a small smile before reaching to take a muffin for herself.

"Leave it to Jake to find a way around Sam's gag order,"

"He didn't say anything to me,"

"That's a wolf thing. Alpha's orders get obeyed whether we want to or not," Embry but in, his mouth full of food. "Alright, check it out! We can hear each other's thoughts," Embry turned to me, pushing me slightly with a smirk on his face. A small smile gave way on my face at the happy look Embry gave me.

"Will you just shut up? These are trade secrets. Damn it! This chick runs with vampires," He pointed to Bella. "Her all though," He said turning to me. "Will fit in around here,"

"Shut up Jared. She doesn't run with vampires anymore," Embry cut in defending Bella.

"And I can't really run with vampires," Bella quietly said, making Emily laugh. The boy looked at Bella, annoyance in his eyes. "Because they are fast,"

"Yeah? Well, we're faster," He leaned in further as he said that. Trying to make a point. "Freaked out yet?" Bella was quiet for a second before shaking her head.

"You're not the first monsters, I've met," My eyebrows raised at her choice of words but it seemed unnoticed to the boys.

"Jake's right. You are good with the weird," Sam said making me slightly jump as he entered the house, he didn't give anyone else a second look before he headed straight for Emily. I smiled causing most of the bad mood inside of me to vanish as he started kissing her all over her face, making Emily giggle.

I took the cold water that was in front of me and drank it slowly as Jacob and Paul entered the room, both shoving each other with smiles on their faces. I didn't even want to ask how the two made up so fast. Must have been a wolf thing.

Jacob smiled at me before he motioned Bella outside, though my eyes left him as soon as Paul came to sit down across from me. He didn't even realize I was there as he took a muffin and bit into it. His eyes shifted toward Jared as he said something causing Paul to laugh before smacking him upside the head.

Though after a few minutes, Paul's head turned toward me, his eyes meeting mine. My breath hitched as I gazed into his eyes which slightly widened.

It felt as if all the air had been taken from the world leaving me with nothing. Altho I felt something pulling at my heart, making it beat faster, so fast I could hear it in my ears.

It was like I was drawn to him, like he was taking the air from me, making me go into a daze, or a dream. Only I never wanted it to end, I never wanted this feeling to go away, whatever the feeling even was.

His eyes wouldn't leave mine as he stared back at me intently. It felt so intense but at the same time so safe. My stomach was filling with butterflies as the seconds turned into minutes, still, neither of us broke eye contact.

My head started to feel dizzy, and all of a sudden I wanted the boy to hold me, hold me and never let go. It sounded crazy even in my head but I felt like I had the need to make him mine, to calm him. Heat raised to my cheeks as an unfelt feeling came alive in me.

Is this what the fairytales always talked about, love at first sight. Tho they never explained it like this, never explained the way this feeling burned in my veins, the way I wasn't able to catch my breath, if I was even breathing at all. I felt as if I needed to be in his arms, as close to him as possible.

Sweat formed on my head as my body temperature rose, it felt too hot in here. The air became thinner, my body was burning with desire, one that I knew he felt too. But it was all too much, I knew if I didn't break away I would run out of air.

I pushed my chair back, bringing everyone's attention to me as I made my way towards the door, practically running outside as I inhaled the air that just moments ago was taken from my body.

An overwhelming sadness engulfed me as my mind cleared, the urge to run back inside was so strong that I almost did it, but common sense beat the other part of my brain that told me to go back to Paul. I didn't even know him and here I was feeling all of these strange feelings, ones I didn't think should be real.

"Y/N?" I heard Emily calling me, making her way down the steps toward me. She had a knowing smile on her face as she knelt down in front of me. "Are you okay?" She swiped a piece of hair away from my face.

"What the hell happened?" I asked, sensing that she knew what I just experienced in there with Paul. She bit her lip, taking my hands and pulling me up to my feet.

"How about you talk to Paul about it. He's the only one who knows,"

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𝚆𝚑𝚊𝚝 𝚈𝚘𝚞 𝙰𝚛𝚎 𝟷/?

𝑻𝒂𝒈𝒍𝒊𝒔𝒕 | 𝒎𝒂𝒔𝒕𝒆𝒓𝒍𝒊𝒔𝒕

𝒂/𝒏: 𝑰 𝒌𝒏𝒐𝒘 𝒕𝒉𝒊𝒔 𝒊𝒔 𝒍𝒐𝒏𝒈 𝒂𝒏𝒅 𝑰 𝒂𝒑𝒐𝒍𝒐𝒈𝒊𝒛𝒆 𝒇𝒐𝒓 𝒕𝒉𝒂𝒕 𝒃𝒖𝒕 𝑰 𝒐𝒏𝒍𝒚 𝒎𝒂𝒅𝒆 𝒕𝒉𝒊𝒔 𝒂𝒍𝒍 𝒐𝒏𝒆 𝒑𝒂𝒓𝒕 𝒃𝒆𝒄𝒂𝒖𝒔𝒆 𝑰 𝒘𝒂𝒏𝒕𝒆𝒅 𝒕𝒐 𝒈𝒆𝒕 𝒕𝒉𝒊𝒔 𝒂𝒍𝒍 𝒐𝒖𝒕 𝒐𝒇 𝒕𝒉𝒆 𝒘𝒂𝒚. 𝑫𝒐𝒏'𝒕 𝒘𝒐𝒓𝒓𝒚 𝑷𝒂𝒖𝒍 𝒘𝒊𝒍𝒍 𝒃𝒆 𝒊𝒏 𝒕𝒉𝒆 𝒏𝒆𝒙𝒕 𝒐𝒏𝒆 𝒂𝒏𝒅 𝒐𝒇 𝒄𝒐𝒖𝒓𝒔𝒆 𝒍𝒊𝒌𝒆 𝒂𝒍𝒘𝒂𝒚𝒔 𝒆𝒏𝒋𝒐𝒚 𝒎𝒚 𝒍𝒐𝒗𝒆𝒔 <𝟑

𝒔𝒖𝒎𝒎𝒂𝒓𝒚: 𝒀𝒐𝒖 𝒋𝒖𝒔𝒕 𝒎𝒐𝒗𝒆𝒅 𝒃𝒂𝒄𝒌 𝒕𝒐 𝒇𝒐𝒓𝒌𝒔 𝒘𝒊𝒕𝒉 𝒚𝒐𝒖𝒓 𝒕𝒘𝒊𝒏 𝒔𝒊𝒔𝒕𝒆𝒓 𝑩𝒆𝒍𝒍𝒂. 𝒀𝒐𝒖 𝒈𝒐 𝒕𝒉𝒓𝒐𝒖𝒈𝒉 𝒊𝒕 𝒂𝒍𝒍 𝒘𝒊𝒕𝒉 𝒉𝒆𝒓 𝒃𝒖𝒕 𝒚𝒐𝒖 𝒅𝒊𝒅 𝒏𝒐𝒕 𝒆𝒙𝒑𝒆𝒄𝒕 𝒕𝒐 𝒇𝒂𝒍𝒍 𝒇𝒐𝒓 𝒚𝒐𝒖𝒓 𝒃𝒆𝒔𝒕 𝒇𝒓𝒊𝒆𝒏𝒅 𝑱𝒂𝒄𝒐𝒃𝒔 𝒇𝒓𝒊𝒆𝒏𝒅

𝒘𝒂𝒓𝒏𝒊𝒏𝒈𝒔/𝒄𝒐𝒏𝒕𝒆𝒏𝒕: 𝑰 𝒅𝒐𝒏'𝒕 𝒕𝒉𝒊𝒏𝒌 𝒕𝒉𝒆𝒓𝒆 𝒊𝒔 𝒂𝒏𝒚. 𝑰 𝒅𝒐𝒏'𝒕 𝒓𝒆𝒎𝒆𝒎𝒃𝒆𝒓

𝑾𝒐𝒓𝒅 𝒄𝒐𝒖𝒏𝒕: 𝟔.𝟑𝒌

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Moving to forks, where it would rain all the time was something to get used to, even tho I spent the summer here all the time it was still hard to leave my mom and all my friends. For Bella tho, it was harder to adjust, she hadn't been back in a while and what made it even worse for her was that she and our dad didn't have a really good relationship.

Tho my dad could be really awkward, he wasn't around me. Maybe it's because we have a lot in common or it could be because I just don't let things get awkward. I always have something to talk about.

The only other person I knew in forks other than my dad was my childhood best friend Jacob, who I would always spend the summer with. As kids, we were already insertable and it broke the both of us when I packed up and left.

Jacob was over-excited when he heard about me moving back, though when I was gone me and Jacob would still call a lot, always keeping in touch. But over the last few months before we moved back to forks, we had started to drift apart but the day we got there it was like I hadn't left.

Since Jacob went to school on the reservation I ended up not knowing anyone on my first day. This was one of the first times I was happy to have a twin, thus meaning I didn't have to walk the halls alone or eat lunch alone.

It was weird being the new girls. In such a small town where everyone knew everyone, we both stood out. The second we stepped out of the truck all eyes were on us. Yet another thing I forgot to worry about.

But after the first two classes, I was grateful to see my twin's face amongst the crowd. She motioned me over, only then did I see the unfamiliar faces she was sitting with.

I didn't pay much mind to her newfound friends, only did I snap out of my daze when they mentioned the Cullens who I had already heard about in one of my classes. They were the talk of the school until we got here.

Right when I got paired up with Emmit for a project in my history class I knew something was off with him. The first thing I noticed was how pale the boy was, un-normally pale. And maybe he was just a history buff with the way he knew all the answers before looking them up, which didn't seem like he was the type.

But to my surprise, there were more of them. All the same amount of pale.

"Damn talk about pale," I muttered to Bella when the whole pack of Cullens walked through the door. She only nodded in agreement but her eyes wouldn't leave the last boy who had come in alone, Edward they said his name was.

I could already tell my twin was attracted to him but it didn't look one-sided. I could see the way his eyes kept finding hers during lunch, and if I was being honest I didn't like the boy. He seemed too pale to be real.

I had Engish with the boy and of course, the teacher had to sit me next to him. It seemed like in every class there was a Cullen and every time I got either paired up with one or I had to sit next to one. Good thing was he didn't pay me much mind, which I was more than grateful for. As much as I love talking, the one thing I hated was when I met someone who liked it as much as I did. Which so happened to be his brother Emmit.

And this was how the days were most of the time, weeks passed and Bella seemed to talk more and more with the Cullen boy. Every day after school she would tell me the whole story of how they talked about the weather in class, no detail was left in the dust. I knew more about the boy than probably most of the people at school.

And every day I dreaded history class. The one class where Emmit would talk my ear off, and every time I would get the chance to talk, the boy would interpret me or talk over me. This made me hate the Cullen family more and more. The only time I was free of his voice was when I finally got home.

Bella would stay in most nights, talking with mom while I was out with Jacob. I would tell him all about Bella's crush on the Cullen boy and all about how Emmit was driving me crazy which Jacob always found really amusing. But when I was with Jacob I forgot all about my problems that weren't even problems at all, he was like my other half. And even tho Jacob loved to talk as much as I did, for some reason it never bothered me.

Even tho Jacob would tell me about everything that happened in his life, one thing he never shared was how he felt for my sister. I saw the way he always asked for her, the way he would look at her whenever they met, it was obvious. And even as smart as Bella was, she never saw it.

But how could she when her eyes were only on one pale Cullen. And as much as I wanted to bring up that topic, I never did. I knew that if I brought it up Jacob would only grow those feelings inside. So I never voiced it.

Tho I had my own truck, I would always end up driving with Bella. She was a better and safer driver than I was, I had already gotten so many speeding tickets and half of those had been from my dad. Instead of taking my drivers away like a normal cop, he ended up taking my truck away until I was more responsible. As much as I hated it, I also didn't mind spending that extra time with my sister.

"You know pale face over there won't notice you here unless you go and talk to him," I said to Bella from inside the driver seat, door wide open. She looked up from the book in her hands and narrowed her eyes.

"I don't care if he notices me or not. I like reading out here,"

"Right," I scoffed. "You like reading out in the freezing cold while standing in the lot with a bunch of loud teenagers," I said shaking my head when she rolled her eyes. But nonetheless, I let her do what she wanted, even if that meant getting sick just so a guy would notice her.

"Shit," I muttered, ducking my head trying to stay out of sight. Bella looked back, trying to see who I was hiding from.

"Who are you trying to avoid?" She asked, turning her head back to me.

"Emmit. He's been starting to talk to me outside of class and it's driving me crazy," Bella let out a small laugh, she knew all about my hatred for the boy, and just like Jacob, she found it amusing.

"I think he sees you," She laughed as Emmit started waving his hands and motioning me over. I groaned, hitting my head on the driver's seat before I got out of the truck and slowly made my way over to the buff boy.

"What?"

"Hello to you too," He smiled, shaking his head in amusement. "I just wanted to talk to you about the project due next week. If we want to get it finished on time we have to start doing it after school," My face paled, and overwhelming dread started to fill me.

"Maybe if we just do more in class-" I started but he cut me off.

"Still won't be enough time. Looks like you'll be coming over Friday Swan," He ruffled my hair, making me slap his hand away. The scowl on my face only made him laugh.

I turned and angrily walked away, grumbling to myself about how I got into this mess in the first place. If anything the reason we were behind was because of his none stop yapping.

All the anger vanished in my body when I heard the screeching of tires. I jerked my head up, spotting a black van which was speeding through the parking lot.

Bella with her head still stuffed in her book didn't hear the van that was making its way toward her. The only explanation for her deafness was probably that both of her earbuds were in.

Not even thinking twice I raced after my sister, screaming her name but it did no use, the van was too close. I could hear Emmit calling me back but I ignored him. Fear made my heart start pounding in my chest, so loud I could feel it in my ears.

I managed to make it to the other side of the truck, my hands ended up grabbing onto the box of the truck, stopping me in my place. As I was about to race to the other side, someone beat me to it. Like a flash, Edward had made it toward Bella before the van hit.

Confusion and fear hit me all at once when the boy pushed the speeding van away from Bella, making it slam into the side of the truck, most likely leaving a dent. But the place Bella was and the place where she was supposed to get hit was fine, no scratch.

Bella's eyes went wide as she looked at Edward, terrified and confused. His hand that was around her waist slowly slipped away as he got up, his eyes meeting mine before he ran off again. As Bella followed him with her eyes I glanced back at the Cullens who were all staring at the scene shocked.

I tore my gaze away and rushed toward my sister who was slowly taking her earbuds out of her ears, wide eyes meeting mine as I fell down in front of her. I felt down her arms and stomach, trying to see if anything was broken.

"Are you okay?" I asked, worry laced in my voice.

"Y/N–Edward," But before she could finish her sentence we both got flooded with students, all asking the same thing. My brows were furrowed as I stood up, eyes connecting with all of the Cullens as they all stared at me. Bella saw it too.

I sat in the waiting room of the hospital, playing with my fingers as I waited for my sister's checkup to be done. My mind was still playing the scene over and over again in my head, wondering if I had just imagined things. Did I hit my head? No, I couldn't have.

"Y/N?" I heard that all too familiar voice say. I didn't look up, hoping it was my mind playing games with me but when the boy sat down in front of me, dread again filled my body.

I lifted my head, eyes meeting his brown ones. I raised my eyebrows in a way of telling him to get to the point. He tried to hold back his smile, shaking his head like he always did whenever he found me amusing. But before he got to his point I cut in.

"What the hell is with your brother? Does he have some type of superhuman speed or something because that shit that he did only happens in the movies," Emmit was taken aback by my sudden outburst, opening his mouth to say something but again I cut in.

"And don't you dare say I imagined it or that I hit my head. It's two against one buddy, Bella saw it too. So you better tell me what the hell is going on because it's really fracking me out-"

"Whoa, easy there," He looked concerned now, his hands reaching out to me but after a moment of looking at the look on my face, he pulled his hands back. "How about when you come over on Friday I explain everything, yeah?"

After a moment of me staring at him, my eyes narrowing and my breathing calming down, I nodded. A small "Fine," Coming out of my mouth. I noticed Jacob making his way down the hall, looking around, trying to find the right room.

I excused myself and speed-walked toward Jacob. His eyebrows furrowed as I grabbed his shirt and pulled him into an empty hallway, away from Emmit.

"You know people say hi now instead of grabbing them like in the cave days," He said, making me roll my eyes.

"Something weird happened today," I started, ignoring Jacobs's comment. "When I got to the truck I saw something," My eyes went wide. "Something not normal-"

"What?" Jacob interrupted, getting impatient.

"I saw Edward Cullen, run towards Bella and like push the van away," I explained, motioning with my hands. "But he was like really fast, like first he was on one side of the lot and the next thing I knew he was by Bella," Jacob blinked, a smile soon forming.

"Very funny Y/N," He laughed. "Right, he pushed the van away," He said, using air quotes. I scoffed, blinking as I shook my head. But every time I tried to say something he would cut in before I got the chance. "I'm not stupid Y/N, you've tried this on me before,"

"What, no I'm telling the truth-"

"Yeah right," He pushed my face away, laughing.

"No Jacob-" Jacob cut me off by putting his whole hand over my face, he was looking behind me. I slapped his hands away as I turned around, only to see Bella talking with the famous Cullen boy himself.

"What do you think they're talking about?"

"Probably about how he pushed a whole van away from her,"

"No actually, cause he looks pretty pissed,"

"Yeah I would be too if I'd been found out-"

"Oh my god Y/N he didn't push a van away," I turned towards him, pointing my finger in his face.

"You weren't there,"

"Yeah and I still don't believe your bullshit story,"

"It's not bullshit-"

"Y/N, let's go," My dad said, motioning me over.

"You better stop reading your daughter superhuman stories cause she's believing them," I hit Jacobs's shoulder, making him wince.

"Ow," Meanwhile a curtain Cullen overheard what Jacob had said, stopping on the spot only to turn around and place his eyes on Y/N, who was arguing with Jacob, while her dad was pulling the two apart.

The next day thankfully was a Saturday, since my dad still wouldn't give me back my truck I ended up dragging Jacob with me to a library. Ever since that whole thing happened with Edward I was starting to get more and more curious on how he got like that. Super strength and speed weren't normal, and I also knew what I saw, even tho Jacob kept telling me the opposite.

After sighing out almost everything that was supernatural and had the power of strength and speed I went back to Jacobs's place. I had told my dad I was spending the night so this way I could do research for the whole night.

I had made myself a place on the floor, sitting on a fur blanket and one of Jacobs's hoodies that I stole from his closet, the nights here were always freezing. And since his dad wasn't gonna be back today we were both in the living room.

I had my books and laptop on the coffee table, already halfway through the fourth book while writing down notes on my laptop. And with the fireplace lit it made it really cozy.

Jacob tho didn't find this as fun as I did, and after complaining for hours I let him sit on the couch and watch his show on the big screen. It was maybe 3 in the morning when I jumped up, waking up Jacob who had fallen asleep on the couch when I jumped down on top of him.

He groaned, slowly opening his eyes only to glare at me as I hovered over him, eyes wide. I got off of him when he sat up, trying to rub the sleep from his eyes, but before he could say a word I did.

"Do you remember those stories your dad used to tell us about your ancestors?" I asked, making him nod his head, confused. "Well I don't think those are just stories, I think that actually happened here. Which means that the Cullens must be the cold ones he talked about,"

"Think about it, they just moved here from Alaska of all places, they are all siblings but adopted, they are all pale as snow, they have wired coloured eyes, and they never come out when it's sunny. Edward can run super fast and is super strong. It all makes sense," I finished, out of breath. After a moment I sank down on the couch, waiting for Jacobs's reaction.

"I–how did you..." He stopped himself, confusion still plastered on his face. "There's no way those stories are true," He finally said, voice quiet, as if he was unsure.

"I know it's hard to believe but it all adds up," I said, sleep finally starting to settle in me. We were both quiet for what felt like forever before I finally spoke. "I'm gonna go to bed now wolf boy," I laughed, getting up and taking the giant fur blanket with me. Jacobs's eyes followed my form as I made my way toward his room.

Fear rose inside of him, he didn't know if Y/N was kidding or not. He didn't know if he should believe her or not. Finally, after a minute he laughed it off, deciding that this was some sick joke Y/N was playing, and made his way toward his room.

I tapped my fingers on the steering wheel of my sister's truck, fear starting to slowly trickle inside of me. Today was Friday, and as promised I was on my way to Emmit Cullens' house. To be completely honest I wouldn't have gone if I didn't find out they were blood-sucking demons, which sounds like I should be saying the opposite.

Fear was the emotion I should be feeling when I turned on the road toward their house but for me, it was more of curiosity than anything else. My eyes kept drifting toward my phone which had the Cullens' address written in my notes.

Even tho Emmit insisted on giving me his number I refused. I couldn't have him texting or calling me, it was already painful having him at school, it'd be even worse if the boy started texting me while I was at home.

Soon a big house made its way into my view after seeing nothing but trees for miles. I could only guess why they had chosen a place so far into the woods. I pulled the truck into the driveway and hit the break before pulling the hand break up.

I grabbed my phone and my bag with all the things we needed for the project before heading toward the house. I sent Emmit a text telling him I was here before knocking on the door.

After a few minutes of standing in the cold the door opened, and to my surprise, it was Rosalie who was standing in front of me instead of the tall buff Cullen I was expecting. She narrowed her eyes before opening the door wider to let me slip past and into the house.

I kept my gasp in as I looked at the house, it was so open and looked just gorgeous. It had windows in all the right spots, leaving a clear view of the forest. If I was rich this would be the house I would go for.

"Swan, you made it," Emmit said as he made his way down the stairs, that same big grin plastered on his face. Even tho I knew what he and his family were I still wasn't scared of them, if they wanted to kill me I'm pretty sure they would have done so already.

"Cullen," I said making him laugh at my serious tone.

"I like this one," I heard Rosalie say from behind me. Surprise filled me as she walked past us and headed up the stairs. Rosalie never liked anyone, at least that was what everyone said.

"Are you just gonna stand there and gawk or are we gonna finish the project?" He asked, teasing me while raising his eyebrows. I glared at him.

"I wasn't gawking you pale idiot," This made him burst into laughter as he headed up the stairs.

"You never fail me, Swan. Don't change," He shook his head as we again walked up another flight of stairs before we came to a white hallway. I took in all the graduation caps that were hung on the wall, making more sense of how old they were.

He opened the door to his room and sat down on his giant bed. The room was plane, nothing on the walls and almost no furniture, other than a dresser that sat lonesome by the wall.

"Let's get this over with,"

After a couple hours of us doing work and Emmit's nonstop talking, we were finally done. I had taken my things and got out of his room in a hurry. Emmit was right at my heels as I made my way down the stairs. I stopped midway as I saw the familiar face. My heart stopped and my face paled. What the hell was she doing here?

"Bella?" She turned around at the sound of my voice, her shock turned into fear.

"Y/N?" I made my way down the rest of the stairs, grabbing her hand and pulling her away. "What are you doing here?" Was her first question.

"I could ask you the same thing?" The previous week she and Edward had gone public which didn't surprise me in the slightest, tho I wasn't fond of the fact that she was dating a vampire that could kill and maybe even turn her whenever he wanted.

She was about to say something but stopped, looking at the place where we had come from before pulling me down the stairs and outside, closing the door behind us.

"Why are you here Y/N? You have to leave," I furrowed my eyebrows.

"I was doing just that until I saw you standing with pale face over there," I motioned toward the house with my head making her sigh in anger.

"Edward and I are dating I have every right to be at his house,"

"Not with his family around," She looked at me confused.

"What's that supposed to mean?" I cursed to myself in my head, I couldn't exactly tell her that her boyfriend was a blood-sucking demon. That would just be cruel, I had to get her to leave with me.

"You know how I feel about the Cullens-"

"You mean Emmit?"

"Not the point Bella. If I hate Emmit, I hate the whole family," She rolled her eyes, planting her hands on her hips. "Look I just don't feel safe when your alone with people you barely know," Her eyes soften, she reached for me, taking my hands into her own.

"Thank you for worrying about me but you really don't have to. I am perfectly safe here trust me," She seemed so sure that they could be trusted, I felt bad that she didn't know the truth about this family. I knew how stubborn Bella was so I just nodded, not pushing her to come with me when I knew it would do no use. And if she all of the sudden did get sucked up by the Cullens, at least I would be able to bring them down with her.

"Fine, but call me if you feel unsafe okay?" She nodded, a smile on her face as she wrapped her arms around me, pulling me into an embrace.

"Is that my truck?" She asked, pulling away from me, a knowing smile on her face. "Didn't dad say you weren't allowed to drive until you were responsible?"

"Hey, don't you go telling dad things he doesn't need or want for your information to hear," She laughed, shaking her head, hands in the air as a sigh of surrender.

"I won't tell," I narrowed my eyes before slowly backing away to the truck.

"Thank you," I yelled as I got into the truck. I watched as she headed back inside. Right as she was out of sight I let a sigh escape. I felt scared that she was alone with them, it didn't feel right to just leave her here when she didn't know what she just got herself into.

Later that day when she had gotten home I tried to get her to talk about what all happened with the Cullens, but she refused to tell me anything. And that's when it started, Bella was slowly pulling further and further away from me, she used to tell me every detail about her and Edward but since the day they made it official, she's been as quiet as a mouse.

It bothered me a lot but what could I do? Forse, her to tell me everything? No. I never ask about her life and she would just think something was wrong if I started to now. So I let her pull herself away, I still kept a close eye on her and the Cullens but everything seemed normal. Too normal.

I started to leave the vampier stuff behind, it didn't matter what they were so long as they weren't hurting anyone. And even tho it scared the shit out of me I kept it to myself. I stopped mentioning it to Jacob which seemed to relieve him.

Over the next couple of months, Jacobs's home was like a second home to me, and his dad became a second dad. I would spend supper with them more than my own family and sleep over more than supposed to, but his dad never seemed to mind. He always said I was like a daughter to him.

And since my dad was always busy with the newfound murder cases that have gone up, he really felt safer if I was with the Black family and not home alone.

But then things started to get weird. I knew how much Bella and Edward were in love, despite the fact that I hated it, so it surprised both me and my dad when she barged into the house announcing that she and Edward broke up.

Me and my dad had exchanged glances before following her up the stairs where she started packing her things. She was rambling on and on about how she wasn't happy here and no matter what both me and my dad said it still did no use.

At this point, my dad was begging her not to go, but then she hit him hard with the same blow mom used, and then she stormed out, with me right on her heels.

"Bella what the hell was that?!" I yelled, causing her to stop in her tracks. I never yelled. I never got mad. And she knew that. But after a little, she put her things in the box of her truck. She opened the truck door but I slammed it shut, causing her to flinch.

"What do you think you're doing? You can't just full-on insult and hurt dad and then just leave. Who do you think you are?" I was angry, and she could see that, but she wasn't about to back down like she usually would whenever I got mad.

"Get out of my way Y/N," She said, trying to open the door again but like before I slammed it shut.

"Not until you tell me what the hell is going on,"

"Y/N. I don't have time for this,"

"I don't care what you have time for. Now tell me before I make you," She glared at me, I could see she was getting impatient.

"Get the hell away from my truck Y/N! You're always standing in my way and it's starting to piss me off, god just let me leave, I don't want this life. I get it you do but don't you come crying to me when you turn into dad with no one to love you and no one who you can love," I was shocked at her tone, at her choice of words, and the way she angry shoved me away, causing me to slip and fall on my butt.

I stared, my eyes filling with tears as she drove out of the driveway like it meant nothing to leave us behind. My dad ran out of the house and crouched down in front of me, the same hurt and shock was dispaled on his face as I'm sure was forming on mine.

The next day Bella was back but she had a broken leg and her arm was slashed. At first, I wouldn't even go see her but after my mom practically dragged me over I ended up forgiving her.

After the summer and we were back at school, things between Bella and Edward changed and soon they ended up breaking up. I was relieved that the family ended up moving away, taking that pale-faced talking machine with them.

Even tho I hated the Cullens it still broke me that they left Bella here torn apart. Edward was her first love and her first boyfriend, so when he left she didn't know how to take it, and like I suspected she took it quietly.

She would sit up in her room for days, and those days ended up turning into weeks, and weeks into months. No matter what I tried she wouldn't leave her room. She wasn't talking to her friends and soon started to fail her classes.

I thought that sleep would do her good but boy was I wrong. The nights were the worst for everyone in the house. Almost every night I would wake up to the sound of Bella screaming, and every night both me and my dad would race to her room and wake her up.

Which only led me to sleep in her bed after she calmed down. This led me to stop having as many sleepovers with Jacob and made me try and fix Bella all on my own.

"You know she should really be trying to get over him," Jacob started as we sat in his truck on our way to go get food. This was the first time in a while since I'd been out, but that was only because Bella decided with a little of a push from both me and my dad to go out with her friends.

"You think I don't know that. I've been trying that for months. I think she really did love that pale-faced bloodsucker," Jacob scoffed.

"You still believe the tribe's story?"

"Yeah. Why else would your dad always tell us them? And besides, the Cullens aren't allowed on the reservation which says a lot," Jacob just rolled his eyes.

"You're so stupid," Before I could insult him back I saw something which made me yell for him to stop. Jacob stopped the truck, looking at me as if I was crazy before I jumped out of the vehicle. My eyes were wide as I crossed the road to get a better look.

"What the–is that Embry?" Jacob who was behind me let out a sigh before he nodded, putting his hands into his jacket pocket.

"Do you remember Sam Uley from when we were kids?" He asked. The name sounded familiar, causing me to think back to when we were younger. Then it hit me. Two years ago when I had come down for the summer, both me and Jacob along with the tribe had this bonfire, and at each bonfire Billy, Jacobs's dad would tell the story of the tribe. I remember Sam because he was always the one who would steal our food as a joke. Tho he always did end up eating it instead of giving it back.

"What about him?"

"Well that guy in the back is Sam," I snapped my head back to the group of boys who were at the edge of a cliff, some of them diving in with the push from others. I noticed a man in the back of the group, laughing along with the others, Sam.

"What the hell..."

"Yeah, that's what I said," He scoffed, shaking his head as he stared at the group of boys. "A little over a year ago Sam started this wired pack thing. He started getting more and more boys to join but I never thought Embry out of everyone would,"

Soon the rest of the boys started jumping into the water causing me to turn away. My eyes lit up in amusement when I saw the look on Jacob's face.

"Wait... are you jealous?" I teased, making him snap his head toward me. At his attempt to save himself, I burst into laughter which led to him hitting the back of my head.

The next day I got woken up by the last person I expected, Bella. As I was half asleep in my bed Bella was going on and on about how she wanted to get out more and try new things. The second she mentioned dirt bikes I sat up, causing a groan to leave my mouth at the sudden force.

I sat in her truck with a headache as she drove the both of us to Jacobs, the truck's box loaded with broken dirt bikes she found at the junck yard. After a quiet drive, we finally made it, my headache only worsened as she jumped out of the truck.

I saw Jacob walk out of the barn, and only when he notched it was Bella and not me he started jogging toward her, a huge grin on his face as he pulled her into a hug. After they pulled away I saw their lips moving before Bella pointed toward me. With concern, Jacob made his way to my side of the truck before opening the door I was leaning on.

"You good Y/N?" He asked as I glared at him for disturbing my peace and warmth. I pulled my hood over my head before I got out of the truck.

"I'm going back to sleep, don't let Bella do anything stupid," I warned, pointing my finger in her direction before I made my way to the house. I said a quick hello to Billy and then collapsed on Jacob's bed, falling asleep.

The next couple of weeks did good for Bella, she was slowly starting to heal the broken heart Edward had left. I could tell how good Jacob was for her and noticed the way she was slowly starting to laugh, smile, and open up again.

But I could also see the effect she was having on Jacob, I already knew that he had a small thing for her last year but now that they are together more often his feeling have time to grow. But I never said anything and just sat there as the two started to bond.

I was sitting on Jacob's couch, a book in hand as Billy sat next to me with the town's paper close to his face. It was just the two of us seeing that Jacob was out watching a movie with Bella and her friends. They had invited me to come but after I found out who was gonna be there I turned them down, much rather wanting to spend the day with Billy instead.

It had been a couple of hours since he left causing me to drift off to sleep. I must have been asleep for maybe 30 minutes before I heard the front door slam shut. I jumped up making the book I was reading a little ago fall to the floor.

Billy looked at Jacob with his brows furrowed, both of us taking in the way he was breathing heavily, and sweating like he had just run a marathon. I was about to stand up but the next words that came out of Billy's mouth stopped me.

"You look weird," Tho Billy didn't mean it like that it still came out sounding like he had insulted his son. As I took his words as concern Jacob took them as if someone had slapped him. His breathing started to become heavier and heavier causing me to look at him with worry.

I tried standing up to see if he was okay but Billy held his arm out, stopping me from making any movement. Billy looked at his son as if he knew exactly what was going on, and soon Jacob ran out of the house.

I followed him out, fear washing over me thinking that something bad had happened to my best friend. Billy was not far behind me, taking my hand and pulling me behind him as we both saw the scene unfold before us.

Jacob's heaving got worse and soon he looked up to the night sky, a sound that was like a growl coming out of his mouth before he ran, jumping into the air but his whole body changed. All his clothes were torn off as his body started growing fur and soon four legs appeared. I was too shocked to move as a giant wolf stood before both me and Billy.

The wolf let out a howl before running off into the woods. Even tho I believed the legends that Billy always told us I was still in shock after seeing my best friend turn into something that terrified me. We both were quiet for a long while before Billy turned toward me, his eyes soft but also concerned, not for his son but for me.

#twilight x you #twilight x y/n #twilight x reader #twilight #embry twilight #paul lahote x y/n #paul lahote x you #paul lahote x reader #paul lahote imagines #paul lahote #embry call #jacob black #bella swan #edward cullen #cullen family #alice cullen #rosalie cullen #jasper cullen #emmett cullen #charlie swan #twilight wolf pack #twilight fanfiction #the twilight saga #fluff

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You Can't Make It Feel Right When You Know It's Wrong. 1/?

𝑻𝒂𝒈𝒍𝒊𝒔𝒕 | 𝒎𝒂𝒔𝒕𝒆𝒓𝒍𝒊𝒔𝒕

𝒂/𝒏: 𝑫𝒐𝒏'𝒕 𝒌𝒏𝒐𝒘 𝒉𝒐𝒘 𝑰 𝒇𝒆𝒆𝒍 𝒂𝒃𝒐𝒖𝒕 𝒕𝒉𝒊𝒔 𝒐𝒏𝒆 𝒂𝒏𝒅 𝑰'𝒎 𝒉𝒐𝒏𝒆𝒔𝒕𝒍𝒚 𝒔𝒄𝒂𝒓𝒆𝒅 𝒉𝒐𝒘 𝒚𝒐𝒖 𝒂𝒍𝒍 𝒘𝒊𝒍𝒍 𝒇𝒆𝒆𝒍 𝒂𝒃𝒐𝒖𝒕 𝒊𝒕. 𝑩𝒖𝒕 𝒂𝒏𝒚𝒘𝒂𝒚𝒔 𝒑𝒍𝒆𝒂𝒔𝒆 𝒆𝒏𝒋𝒐𝒚 <𝟑

𝒔𝒖𝒎𝒎𝒂𝒓𝒚: 𝒀𝒐𝒖𝒓 𝒍𝒊𝒇𝒆 𝒊𝒔 𝒈𝒐𝒐𝒅 𝒂𝒏𝒅 𝒉𝒂𝒑𝒑𝒚, 𝒍𝒊𝒗𝒊𝒏𝒈 𝒍𝒊𝒇𝒆 𝒘𝒊𝒕𝒉 𝒚𝒐𝒖𝒓 𝒃𝒆𝒔𝒕 𝒇𝒓𝒊𝒆𝒏𝒅 𝒃𝒖𝒕 𝒕𝒉𝒆 𝒅𝒂𝒚 𝒚𝒐𝒖 𝒎𝒆𝒆𝒕 𝒉𝒆𝒓 𝒃𝒐𝒚𝒇𝒓𝒊𝒆𝒏𝒅 𝒄𝒉𝒂𝒏𝒈𝒆𝒅 𝒍𝒊𝒇𝒆 𝒇𝒐𝒓 𝒂𝒍𝒍 𝒕𝒉𝒓𝒆𝒆 𝒐𝒇 𝒚𝒐𝒖. 𝑰𝒎𝒑𝒓𝒊𝒏𝒕𝒊𝒏𝒈 𝒊𝒔𝒏'𝒕 𝒄𝒉𝒐𝒔𝒆𝒏 𝒃𝒖𝒕 𝒕𝒉𝒂𝒕 𝒅𝒐𝒆𝒔𝒏'𝒕 𝒎𝒆𝒂𝒏 𝒚𝒐𝒖 𝒅𝒐𝒏'𝒕 𝒇𝒆𝒆𝒍 𝒕𝒉𝒆 𝒆𝒇𝒇𝒆𝒄𝒕 𝒊𝒕 𝒉𝒂𝒔 𝒐𝒏 𝒚𝒐𝒖𝒓 𝒍𝒊𝒇𝒆. 𝑾𝒊𝒍𝒍 𝒚𝒐𝒖 𝒃𝒆 𝒂𝒃𝒍𝒆 𝒕𝒐 𝒔𝒕𝒂𝒚 𝒂𝒘𝒂𝒚 𝒐𝒓 𝒘𝒊𝒍𝒍 𝒚𝒐𝒖 𝒃𝒆𝒕𝒓𝒂𝒚 𝒚𝒐𝒖𝒓 𝒄𝒍𝒐𝒔𝒆𝒔𝒕 𝒇𝒓𝒊𝒆𝒏𝒅

𝒘𝒂𝒓𝒏𝒊𝒏𝒈𝒔/𝒄𝒐𝒏𝒕𝒆𝒏𝒕: 𝑨𝒏𝒈𝒔𝒕, 𝒄𝒓𝒚𝒊𝒏𝒈, 𝑰𝒎𝒑𝒓𝒊𝒏𝒕𝒊𝒏𝒈, 𝒍𝒊𝒕𝒕𝒍𝒆 𝒇𝒍𝒖𝒇𝒇, 𝒏𝒐𝒕 𝒂𝒕 𝒕𝒉𝒆 𝒆𝒏𝒅

𝑾𝒐𝒓𝒅 𝒄𝒐𝒖𝒏𝒕: 𝟑.𝟓𝒌

He unlike most guys your best friend dated, treated her right, with love and care. Causing you to be excited to meet this mystery man she kept from you for months.

Even though they had only dated for six to seven months you could tell she loved him. They had met at a bonfire your friend Jacob invited her to all those months ago so when he finally invited you a couple days ago you were more than ready to meet your knight in shining armor.

Even though they had only dated for six to seven months you could tell she loved him. They had met at a bonfire your friend Jacob invited her to all those months ago so when he finally invited you a couple days ago you were more than ready to meet your knight in shining armor.

Though you didn't know this would ruin your friendship with your closest friend and maybe even your own life.

You and your best friend Sara were making ready for the bonfire at your place when you got a text from Jacob saying that he was waiting outside.

You were quick to throw your phone on your bed before checking yourself in the mirror. If you were completely honest you were really nervous about today, it was the first time you were gonna meet Sara's boyfriend and all his friends.

You wanted to make a good first impression and hopefully meet a cute friend of Jake's. You blew out a breath as you pulled down your blue jean skirt, trying to make it fit better around your waist. You tightened the belt that came with it before readjusting the green cropped shirt.

You knew it would be chilly outside but you didn't care, you had just gotten the skirt today and really wanted to wear it. You walked away from the mirror before you'd change your mind, grabbing your phone off the bed and heading out of the room, but not before grabbing your white hightops.

"Sara let's go Jakes here!" You yelled as you slipped into the shoes, grabbing a zip-up hoodie from the rack as your best friend came running down the stairs.

"You look so good, I'm glad you listened to me about the skirt," She said, winking at you making you let out a small laugh before shaking your head.

You were playing with your hands as you all walked toward the bonfire. Bella Swan, a girl you know from school deiced to come along with you all. You didn't know much about her other than that she dated the famous Edward Cullen every girl was head over heels for.

She was going on and on about how she was underdressed, but you weren't paying them any mind, too nervous about meeting everyone that you missed the look your best friend gave you.

"Don't worry I'm sure everyone will love you," Sara said, pulling you closer to her as she wrapped her arms around you.

"What if they don't? I'll be the odd one out from you all. You'll all end up hanging out without me and then what. I'll be friendless and you and Embry will get married and I'll have no connection to you kids-"

"Whoa Y/N calm down. You're going really far into the future there," She laughed. "And you don't have to worry about losing me okay? Cause you won't ever, not even Embry can make that happen," You smiled, feeling a little better.

But that didn't last long.

The second you came close enough everyone turned toward you all. Your breathing got faster causing Sara to squeeze your hand, reassuring you that she was there and everything would be okay.

The only person you recognized was Billy, Jacob's dad who you had known since you were a little girl. He smiled at you, motioning you over. You gave him a tight hug as he asked about you and your family and how happy he was that you came tonight.

Soon, after everyone said their Hello's you sat down next to Jake and Bella. You weren't concentrating as the two talked, only looking down at your hands that were sitting in your lap.

"Y/N!" You looked up at the familiar voice of your best friend, standing up as she came to a stop in front of you. She looked excited as she pulled her boyfriend from behind her, making him stand next to her. "This is Embry,"

As your eyes met his you felt something in your stomach flip. The boy didn't look too much older than Sara, his hair was cut short like most of the boys here. He was wearing a black sleeveless shirt revealing the tattoo he had, the same as Jake's.

Sara didn't see as he took you in, shock and fear laced in his eyes, something no one wanted when they were being checked out. You didn't understand the feeling you had, a feeling that made you feel safe and warm.

But also a feeling that made you lose your breath, like the air around you had all of a sudden gone thinner, making it harder for you to breathe.

You felt a strange sensation as his eyes again connected with yours, was it desire? But it felt more than desire, it felt like you needed to be closer to him, like this feeling was burning in your blood making you feel hot, which didn't make sense when you had goosebumps all over your arms.

You felt faint and dizzy, causing your knees to buckle. You broke eye contact as you sat down, trying to catch your breath. Your hand went over your fast-beating heart that was starting to beat in your ears. You heard a muffled voice before Sara crouched down in front of you, concern written all over her face.

Jacob pulled Sara away before he was in front of you, taking your cold hands into his hot ones. You still didn't understand how you felt so hot when you were freezing, the way your body warmed the second Jake touched you proved just how cold you were.

Jacob pulled your face toward him, making your eyes connect with his before he worryingly looked up at Embry who looked scared, worried, and confused all at the same time.

You furrowed your brows. "I feel weird," You stated, causing Jacob to snap his head toward you, a look of dread and understanding filling his eyes.

"I'll get you some water okay?" He said. You nodded watching as he got up and grabbed Embry before he went to the other boys who you were assuming were his friends. They were all talking, Embry looking angry as he looked your way before an older-looking guy took his attention.

The man pointed at his chest causing Embry to slap it away, shaking his head. The other boys looked concerned for their friend. Or was it pity? You didn't know. But you tried to not focus on the feeling in your chest when Embry walked off angry.

You were pulled back to reality when Sara draped a blanket over you, you hadn't even realized she left to get it. She put her arms around you, rubbing your shoulder as she put her head on your shoulder.

"Are you okay? Maybe wearing a skirt in this weather wasn't such a good idea," You laughed slightly, nodding in agreement which made her sigh in relief. Relief that you laughed. Relief that you were okay.

Jacob came back a few seconds after, a water bottle in hand. He knelt down in front of you before putting his hand on your head. "You should be okay," He said, as if he knew what you just felt.

"What was that?" You asked, making him look at you for a brief moment before handing you the water bottle.

"Let's talk after the bonfire okay?" You nodded, opening the bottle and putting it to your mouth. You focused your eyes on Billy who had started to tell the story about his tribe, but your mind was somewhere else.

You kept thinking back to the strange feeling in your chest, first when you met Embry you felt warm and safe, amongst a lot of other things, but now you felt cold and hollow. It didn't make any sense.

But you tried your best to push away whatever you were feeling, giving Sara a forced smile when she glanced at you.

Halfway through the story, you noticed Embry making his way toward his friends. As he sat down he glanced toward you but his attention was soon taken when his friends started talking to him.

This was the first time you wished you could read lips, so you knew what they were saying. But from the looks on their faces, you were almost too sure.

"Hey, do you think you'll be okay for a little?" Sara asked, drawing your attention back to her.

"Yeah, I'm fine. Go sit with your boyfriend," You said pushing her slightly toward the group. She gave you a warm smile.

"I'll be back okay?" You only nodded, shoeing her off with your hands. Your smile faded the second she approached the group. Embry gave her a smile and a kiss before she settled in between his legs, letting him wrap his arms around her smaller form.

She missed the way all the boys looked at her with pity, the way Embry looked at her with pity. You were confused by the way they were all acting, the way they all glanced at you every so often, making you feel as if something was wrong.

But all that was forgotten the moment you looked at him. It felt wrong in a way but you also didn't know what it was about him that made you drawn to him. You didn't know why your eyes kept shifting toward the group, toward him.

As much as Embry tried his best to keep his eyes off of you he simply couldn't, causing your eyes to lock. Your stomach filled with butterflies making you feel sick, he was your best friends boyfriend, and here you were having all these weird feelings. It wasn't right.

But even if it wasn't right, you still couldn't help what you were feeling. The way he looked at you made it seem so intense, the way he wouldn't look away made you take a deep breath, all of a sudden feeling nervous.

As if sensing this he smiled but he whipped it clean off when he realized it. You tore your gaze away, feeling guilty for looking at him like this. It was wrong. So wrong.

Your best friend was in love with him. And he was supposed to be in love with her.

A couple days after the bonfire you got invited to one of Jake's friend's house, though Sara wasn't. Jake said that he wanted to talk about what happened at the fire which confused you.

You had told him it was the weather, but he wouldn't see reason and said to just come. You didn't know who would all be there, but you were hoping to God Embry wouldn't come. It scared you to even think about seeing his face.

Especially when he would already show up in your dreams, and even when you were just thinking, he would somehow pop up. You hadn't thought about someone as much as him, and you barely even knew the boy.

After a quiet drive with Jacob, you finally arrived at a small cabin. It was on the edge of the forest, giving you a homey feeling with the fruit baskets on the porch and the lights on inside.

You stepped out of the truck, closing the door before you followed Jacob into the house. The inside was even cuter than the outside, there was a huge window right by the door and a small kitchen where a woman was working.

A table was in the middle right near the kitchen and if you walked further you saw a seating area with couches and a big screen T.V. A white ladder was near the door, leading toward the second floor.

The woman looked up from her baking, and the first thing you noticed was the scar that went down the side of her face. But still, she was beautiful, with her shiny black hair and the warm smile she gave.

"You must be Y/N," She said, wiping her hands off on her apron before heading toward you, arm outstretched before she pulled you in for a hug which you returned. "I'm Emily,"

"Nice to meet you," You said as she pulled away.

"How are you feeling?" She asked, making you furrow your brows.

"Uh I'm good. Maybe a little cold," You lied, you felt awful but you weren't about to lay out all your weird feelings to this lady who you just met.

"I'm sure you're wondering why Jake brought you here," She went over toward the kitchen, putting the tray of donuts into the oven before taking another tray of muffins out. "Please have a seat,"

"Um yeah, a little I guess," You said, taking a seat by the table as Jacob went over to grab a muffin for himself.

"Well I can't say too much but I can give you some answers. The rest is up to Embry," Your eyes snapped toward her at the mention of Embry.

"Embry? What are you talking about?" You asked, making Emily turn toward you.

"You felt something the night of the bonfire am I right," She didn't ask. And from the way you couldn't give her an answer she knew you did. She sat down across from you, a sad look in her eyes. "I can't tell you what that was but I can give you a push in the right direction,"

"I'm so confused," You stated. "I know I felt something weird that night but it was because of how cold it was outside-"

"So you're telling me you haven't been thinking about Embry a lot recently," Jacob cut in making both you and Emily turn toward him.

"Jake please,"

"No, let her answer," You felt frozen in your seat. What were you supposed to say? Yes, I am thinking a lot about my best friend's boyfriend, so much so that I think I might have feelings for a guy I only just met and didn't even say a word to.

"I don't know, maybe a little,"

"See-"

"No, but what does that have to do with anything?" You were so lost and confused, making Emily put her hand over yours.

"Embry will explain everything I promise,"

"What do you mean E-" You were cut off by the sounds of laughing and talking and soon the room was filled with Jake's friends you saw at the bonfire.

They all got quiet the second they laid eyes on you and soon Embry came into the room. His eyes grew before looking at Emily who only smiled and made her way to the kitchen, Embry following close behind.

The other boys came a sat down by the table, all of them glancing toward you only making you more and more uncomfortable.

"Y/N right," One of the boys finally said. When you only nodded he went on. "I'm Jared, I saw you at the bonfire,"

"Yeah I remember," You said, glancing at Jake for help but he just gave you a smile before heading toward the kitchen. You tighten your jaw before drinking from the water that was in front of you.

Embry came into view soon after, his jaw tight before he sat down in front of you. You kept your eyes glued to the water that was in your hands, but you could feel his eyes burning into your skull making you take a deep breath.

"It's Y/N right?" You heard him ask. It was the first time you heard his voice, and the butterflies you felt at the sound made you tighten your grip on the glass.

Your eyes met his, and the way they instantly soften made your heart beat faster. You only nodded making him give you a smile you hadn't seen him give Sara before. It felt more real and not as forced as you remembered.

"I'm-"

"Embry. I know," You interrupted. "I've heard a lot about you," His face turned sad at the mention of his girlfriend, making him take a breath.

"Can we talk outside?" His question made you confused but nonetheless, you nodded and followed him outside. He didn't stop walking, causing you to move faster to catch up.

He lead you toward the beach that was near Emily's cabin, it was cold and a little windy making you wrap your arms around yourself to preserve warmth.

As your shoes hit the sand you couldn't help the smile that made its way onto your face when you saw a husky running away from its owner a giant bone in its mouth. The breeze made goosebumps form on your neck and arms but all that was forgotten when you gazed back at Embry, a look of awe on his face.

Your stomach flipped at the look alone, and you knew something was wrong. You would never feel this way for any of Sara's boyfriends and you knew this, so what the Hell was happening right now.

"You wanted to talk," You stated. Not even asking. You were starting to get mad at these feelings and you knew he was feeling something of the same. If you didn't stop this now these feelings would just ruin your friendship.

He cleared his throat, looking around the beach as if not knowing where to start. "You feel something," He started, making you raise a brow in confusion.

"Yeah, I feel really cold right now," He looked at you, shaking his head in frustration.

"No, I mean- how do I say this uh," He paused, looking up at the sky, blowing out a breath. "You felt something the night we met, I know because I felt it too. Something you've never felt before," Your breath hitched, eyes meeting his. You couldn't lie to him, it felt as if he would know if you did. But you didn't even want to try.

When he saw that you weren't gonna respond he continued. "I don't know how to explain it to you without saying everything," He confessed. "These past couple of days I tried to ignore this feeling, but it's been eating me alive, it hurts-" He stopped himself, voice growing quiet as he looked toward the sand.

Concerned, you moved closer toward the boy. Reaching out for him but he stopped you by taking your hands. The moment his skin touched yours, you relaxed, melting into his soft touch and hot skin. Though the moment Sara came into your mind you pulled away from him.

"I don't know what I'm feeling okay. I don't know what is going on. It's like something is pulling me toward you but I keep pulling myself back because I can't have you. You're with my fucking best friend but when I'm not near you I feel sad, hollow, and just angry all the time," Tears started forming in your eyes, Embry’s face fell at the sight but you stopped him from coming closer.

"No Embry, this isn't right. Nothing about this is right. I don't know what's happening to me but I just want it to stop. So if you know what the hell is going on then tell me. Please," You pleaded, wiping the tears that were falling onto your cheeks.

"I imprinted," He said, making you look at him as if he was crazy. You were angry, scared, and confused. What the hell was he talking about. "On you. And I'm so sorry I dragged you into this hurt, fuck I'm so sorry I wish I could pick and choose but I can't," He looked almost ready to cry, only making you furrow your brows.

"What are you talking about?" He sighed, putting his hands into his hair, looking stressed.

"You have to trust me okay," He said this as he took off his shirt. You backed away, almost tripping over your own two feet when he unzipped his pants.

"What the hell are you doing?! Stop!" You yelled, eyes wide with shock. Was he about to strip in front of you, what kind of friends did Jake have?

"Trust me, please. This will explain everything I promise," He said, his pants off and into the sand. You turned around, a screech leaving your lips when his boxers came off too. "Y/N turnaround. Please. I'm not trying to be a creep or anything but I need you to turn around,"

Your hands shook, and you didn't know why but you turned around, eyes staying on his face and not daring to move. He thanked you, looking slightly relieved before his breathing started getting faster and faster.

Soon he looked up to the night sky, a sound that was like a growl coming out of his mouth before his whole body changed. You were too shocked to move as a giant wolf stood before you

Your eyes grew wide, and soon you started to feel dizzy and faint. You felt yourself growing weak, and the world getting darker. After a couple of seconds, the world around you went black.

#twilight x you #twilight x y/n #twilight x reader #twilight #jared cameron #embry twilight #bella swan #twilight wolf pack #edward cullen #paul lahote #jacob black #fluff #angst #embry call imagine #embry call fanfiction #embry call x reader #quil ateara

[majesty31]

Heyyy, I know you haven't done anything for Divergent yet but I saw it on your list and was wondering if you could do a haters to lovers/Rivels to lovers where the reader joins dauntless to get away from peter but peter ends up joining to because he is in love with reader idk something like that

𝙰 𝙶𝚒𝚛𝚕 𝚂𝚘 𝙱𝚎𝚊𝚞𝚝𝚒𝚏𝚞𝚕

𝒂/𝒏: 𝑯𝒊𝒊 𝑰 𝒉𝒐𝒑𝒆 𝒚𝒐𝒖 𝒍𝒊𝒌𝒆 𝒘𝒉𝒂𝒕 𝑰 𝒅𝒊𝒅 𝒕𝒐 𝒚𝒐𝒖𝒓 𝒓𝒆𝒒𝒖𝒆𝒔𝒕 𝒂𝒏𝒅 𝑰 𝒉𝒐𝒏𝒆𝒔𝒕𝒍𝒚 𝒍𝒐𝒗𝒆𝒅 𝒕𝒉𝒊𝒔 𝒓𝒆𝒒𝒖𝒆𝒔𝒕<𝟑

𝒔𝒖𝒎𝒎𝒂𝒓𝒚: 𝒀𝒐𝒖 𝒋𝒐𝒊𝒏 𝑫𝒂𝒖𝒏𝒕𝒍𝒆𝒔𝒔 𝒕𝒐 𝒈𝒆𝒕 𝒂𝒘𝒂𝒚 𝒇𝒓𝒐𝒎 𝑷𝒆𝒕𝒆𝒓 𝒃𝒖𝒕 𝒉𝒆 𝒋𝒐𝒊𝒏𝒔 𝒂𝒔 𝒘𝒆𝒍𝒍

𝒘𝒂𝒓𝒏𝒊𝒏𝒈𝒔/𝒄𝒐𝒏𝒕𝒆𝒏𝒕: 𝑲𝒊𝒔𝒔𝒊𝒏𝒈, 𝒃𝒖𝒍𝒍𝒚𝒊𝒏𝒈, 𝒔𝒘𝒆𝒂𝒓𝒊𝒏𝒈, 𝒇𝒍𝒖𝒇𝒇, 𝒉𝒂𝒕𝒆𝒓𝒔 𝒕𝒐 𝒍𝒐𝒗𝒆𝒓𝒔

𝒘𝒐𝒓𝒅 𝒄𝒐𝒖𝒏𝒕: 𝟑.𝟕𝒌

You wouldn't say you were used to his 'bullying' you would call it but to him, it 'was all in good fun'. It had been years since you met Peter Hayes and that was the biggest mistake of your life. Since you two were kids he would tease and insult you whenever he got the chance and even now you still wanted to rip his head off. 

It was just little things back when you were kids, but since the two of you hit 12 he would go above and beyond. Christina and Al thought you'd be used to him by now but you weren't. You'd still be surprised at some of the words he threw your way but you'd say you got better at handling him and matching his energy. 

Ever since you met Peter you wanted nothing more than to get away from him, but it seemed impossible when he would always come seek you out or you two just happened to bump into each other. 

So when your brother joined dauntless a couple of years ago you got the idea of joining as well, and just to confirm you had asked Peter what he thought of the faction and you remember him saying something along the line of 'they're crazy,' 

So when your brother joined dauntless a couple of years ago you got the idea of joining as well, and just to confirm you had asked Peter what he thought of the faction and you remember him saying something along the line of 'they're crazy,' 

So when your brother joined dauntless a couple of years ago you got the idea of joining as well, and just to confirm you had asked Peter what he thought of the faction and you remember him saying something along the line of 'they're crazy,' 

You didn't know if you'd be strong enough or crazy enough to join dauntless but that was what this test was for, and you were praying to God that this test would show dauntless. 

"Hey. So, all the food that we're not getting, you guys are giving away to the Factionless," You heard Peter say from beside you. You had seen him make his way towards the Abnegation line and this behavior wasn't a surprise to you. 

The group of boys Peter was interrogating, nodded looking nervous and a little scared. "Yeah," One of the boys spoke, his eyes finding yours but only shifted when he saw that you were also Candor. 

"You're a liar. Why are you lying to me? Everybody knows you keep it for yourselves. So why don't you just admit it? Huh?" He shoved a little closer making the boys back up. They kept their mouths shut and looked down. "I'm talking to you. Are all you stiffs deaf or somethin'?" 

Having enough of him, you moved forward, grabbed Peter by the back of his jacket, and pulled him towards you and away from the group of boys. 

"Hey!" He shouted, pulling away from you. "What the hell!" 

"Stop messing with them they're nice people. Just because your fat ass is hungry all the time doesn't mean you can go around and blame people for keeping the food for themselves," You state making Peter raise his eyebrows before scoffing. 

"If they're so nice why don't you go and join the faction? You look like a stiff anyways," 

"Oh, and you look much better? If anything you're gonna stay with Candor and spend the rest of your life making people hate you," 

"Ouch. Good insult Y/N, if that's what it suppose to be in the first place," You rolled your eyes, shoving away the urge the punch him in the face, and focused on the line in front of you. "I don't care if people hate me for telling the truth, plus who says I can't do that in a different faction," 

"You belong in Candor Peter, it's written all over your personality which reeks from here," He turned to you, putting his hands in his pockets. 

"Oh, so you can smell personalities now? And at least I belong somewhere, you wanna know where you belong?" He put his hands on your shoulders and spun you around, pointing towards a factionless who was limping across the street, a bag in hand. "Say hi to your new boyfriend oh and family," 

"Leave her alone Peter. Asshole," Christina who was in front of you said, glaring at Peter. You shoved away from him, biting your tongue and letting the insult fade away. It wasn't worth it. 

"No need to get your panties in a twist, Christina. If anything you'll be right next to her fighting for the best piece of garbage-" Unlike you, Christina couldn't take criticism that well, along with Peters's personality. Or she just hated him. Either way, this brought her to lunge at him leading Al to step in and stop her from doing anything. 

He pulled her away and moved further up the line. "I'm fine, he's just an ass," You heard her say as Al let her go. Peter looked at them then at you, looking clueless. 

"Was it something I said?" He asked, making you roll your eyes before following Al and Christina further up the line. 

~~~

You sat in your chair, fidgeting with your fingers. Your mind kept going back to yesterday, the day you took the test that told you what faction to pick. You had gotten in after many insults from Peter, some of them saying he wouldn't be surprised if the test showed you being a stiff. 

You were nervous that day, but it didn't compare to what you feeling today. No matter what the test showed you still got to pick what faction you wanted to be in. And the choice you were going to pick and also what the test said would break your mother's heart. 

She wanted nothing more than for you to pick Candor, it was already really hard for her with one of her children gone and for you to leave would leave her bedridden. But she needed to understand that you just wouldn't ever be happy in Candor and you needed to get away from Peter. 

You were pulled from your thoughts when your eyes met dark green ones, his eyebrows lifted, a smirk playing on his lips along with challenge in his eyes. He tilted his head to the side, giving you a look that made your stomach flip. But you shoved that feeling away and glared at him, only leading him to laugh quietly. 

"Y/N L/N!" Your nerves tightened at the sound of your name being called out. You blew out a small breath, slowly standing up and shifting your eyes towards your parents. Your mother gave you a smile, as if knowing what faction you would choose, but your father gave you a sad smile as if knowing you would follow in the footsteps of your brother.

You slowly made your way towards the front, towards the platform. Eyes shifting to Peter who was watching your every move, as if trying to figure out what you would pick before you had the chance. 

You made your way up the small set of stairs and onto the platform. You looked at the different bowls, and soon took the knife that was on a table. You held it to your palm, your eyes sifting between Candor and Dauntless. 

You let out a breath and slit your hand, pain shooting up your arm but you forced it down, not letting a gasp leave your lips. You slowly moved it towards Candor, thinking of your mother as the blood slid down your hand but before it had the chance to drop you moved it towards Dauntless. 

The blood dropped into the bowl, making a sizzling sound. "Dauntless!" The man shouted. You closed your eyes as you heard a cry knowing it was your mother, but it all got drowned out by the cheering of the Dauntless group. 

You turned, finding your mother in the arms of your father, her head was barred in his chest as she shook, cries escaping her lips. Your father padded her shoulders, trying to soothe her. His eyes found yours and nodded, a small smile on his face. 

You made your way down the small set of stairs, feeling eyes on you, you turned your head, seeing Peter staring at you, he wasn't shocked tho. You didn't even know what you saw, but the way his eyes held yours made it almost impossible to look away. Your breath shook, the same nerves finding their way back to you. 

"Welcome to Dauntless," A girl said giving you her seat. You thanked her and took your place, feeling pats and welcomes from all around you. Everyone got quiet when you heard the all too familiar name being called out. 

"Peter Hayes!" Everyone's eyes found Peter as he stood up, his eyes finding yours for a brief moment before he made his way to the platform. He grabbed the knife and made no hesitation as he cut his hand and placed it over Dauntless. 

Your eyes widened, breathing stopping altogether as you sat up in your seat, hoping to God that you saw wrong. But when the man shouted Dauntless you let out a breath, anger filling your blood when his eyes found yours, a smirk on his face. 

The whole reason why you joined was to get away from him and now you had to spend the rest of your life with him? It was absurd and you hated it along with him more than ever. 

You were fuming when he took his seat behind you. You felt breathing on your neck and turned to see Peter's face mere inches from your own, all of your anger slipped away and into the air that was slowly getting a little too hard to breath in. Peter caught your gaze, a smirk plastered on his face, 

"Looks like getting away from me won't be that easy," He whispered, his eyes glancing at your lips before he pulled away. You let out a breath you didn't know you were holding, looking back to the front. He knew all along, that's why he wasn't surprised, it just confirmed what he was thinking. 

Damn him. 

~~~

Your hair blew out of your face as you raced after the train, Christina right at your heel along with Al in front of you. You were surprised when Christina and Al joined dauntless but happy that you had two of your closest friends with you. This way you won't go insane with Peter always around. 

Your breathing started getting heavier and heavier the more you ran. Your eyes caught the sight of Peter as he climbed onto the train and pulled his body on. He soon peaked his head out, his eyes finding yours before pointing a ways in front of you, a smirk on his face. 

Knitting your brows together you tried your best to look in front of you but you didn't see anything. You pushed it away, thinking it was probably just to distract you. 

Clenching your jaw you forced yourself to run faster before you pushed away all fears and grabbed the handle that was on the train and hoisted yourself up and on. You pushed forwards and fell onto the floor, eyes going towards Christina who was sitting with her back to the train wall, a smile on her lips. 

Your attention was taken to a girl who climbed onto the train, from the looks of if she was a stiff or in other words from Abnegation. You were surprised that she made it but put a smile on your face when she gazed at you, breathing hard. 

"You made it," Christina breathed, making the girl shift her gaze toward her. "I'm Christina," 

"Beatrice," She introduced, her eyes finding yours, waiting for you to say your name. 

"Y/N," You smiled. But that smile was short-lived, your eyes catching a glimpse of Peter who was talking with Al a little ways away from you. You shot up, Christina already looking concerned as you made your way toward him. 

His eyes met yours right as you grabbed his jacket and pinned him against the train wall, he let out a surprised gasp but it quickly turned into a smirk. 

"What the hell do you think you're doing here?" You asked, glaring at him. He only chuckled, his eyes shifting towards your lips as he spoke. 

"Nice to see you too," He didn't try to get out of your grasp, letting you pin him to the wall. His eyes landed on your own, a kind of challenge in them. "Didn't think I would let you leave without me did you?" 

"You should have," You said, pulling away from him, feeling eyes on you. 

"You thought I wouldn't pick Dauntless is that it?" He asked, evening out his jacket, a smirk plastered on his face. "Huh? Is that what you thought?" He moved closer toward you until he was mere inches from your face. He moved a piece of your hair from your shoulder, waiting for your reply. "Hm?"

"Yes, I did. You're a coward and you won't last," He chuckled his eyes finding your lips, before darkening. 

"Let's see who'll last longer. I bet you'll be factionless by the end of the first corder," He paused. "If you even make it that far," His voice was lower and raspy, making your breath hitch and something go off in your stomach. 

"Get ready," A woman said, leading both you and Peter to shift your gazes toward her before he moved away from you. Your eyes widened when you saw people jumping onto the roof of a building. 

"Your kidding," You whispered. 

"What happens if you don't jump," Al asked from beside you. You locked eyes with him before he turned to Peter. 

"What do you think? You'll be factionless. You'll fit right in Y/N," He answered his eyes shifting towards you, a playful grin on his face before he turned to Al. "Good luck Al," He paused, eyes finding your own. "If you stay on, the train will bring you to your people," 

You didn't even have a chance to say anything before he turned away from you, ran, and jumped. A surprised gasp left your lips, seeing as his body hit the roof of the building, only thing was he sat up straight away, turning his body towards the train as if waiting for something, worry covering his face. 

"We have to jump," Al said, shaking his head. You blew out a breath then sucked one in, shaking away everything that would hold you back. 

"Together," You shouted, giving him a smile. He nodded, looking back at the boy who was behind the two of you. "Now," You wasted no time and ran, jumping as far as you possibly could, hoping you would hit the roof and not the ground down below. 

You landed with a thud on the roof, falling on your hands and knees before rolling over onto your back from the impact. You let out a gasp of pain but pushed it down and away. Al and the boy who was behind the two of you landed next to you, both groaning at the impact. 

Your eyes met Al's, a smile making its way onto both of your faces. He got up first, holding his hand out, and helped you up. "We did it," You laughed, wiping your hands on your pants, excitement filling your body. "That was such a rush," He laughed in agreement, shaking his head.

"All right, listen up!" You heard a voice say. You looked towards the rest of the group, seeing a man who must be one of the leaders standing on the edge of the roof. You made your way towards the rest of the group, with Al next to you. 

"I'm Eric. I'm one of your leaders. If you want to enter Dauntless, this is the way in. And if you don't have the guts to jump, then you don't belong in Dauntless," He motioned towards the edge. 

"Is there water at the bottom or something?" The boy who jumped with you and Al asked. 

"I guess you'll find out," He paused, a smirk on his face. "Or not," 

"Someone's gotta go first. Who's it gonna be?" He looked around. Everyone stayed silent, waiting for the other to jump in and say they'll do it. Seeing as no one was stepping up you did. 

"I will!" You shouted, everyone's eyes found you, along with a shocked Christina who shook her head when your eyes met hers. You looked away and slowly made your way towards the front, regret filling your bones as you reached the man with a lot of tattoos and piercings. 

His eyes shifted down your body before motioning towards the edge. You sucked in a breath, carefully getting on the edge, your eyes peering over trying to see what was at the bottom if you didn't hit the roof that was. 

Hearing the words of Peter in the back of your head, all the insults of you being weak and not having the guts to do anything made you turn around, eyes locking with Peter's, a smirk on your face before you fell backward, a surprised laugh leaving your lips at the sensation. 

Your back hit a net, a small gasp leaving your mouth and relief flooding into you, thanking God you didn't die. You bounced up a couple of times before you felt a dip making you shift your gaze toward a man who seemed to be waiting for you. You slid off the net, with the help of the man. 

"Name? You can pick a new one if you want," He said, voice low. You cleared your throat. 

"Y/N," 

"First jumper Y/N!" He shouted to the others who cheered. "Welcome to Dauntless," 

~~~

It had been a little since you joined Dauntless, and one thing you could say for sure is that you regretted joining with everything in you. Not only was Peter saying everything and anything to get you down, but it was also the fact that he was right about everything he said, you would be factionless with the way your name was right below the line. 

You were starting to really panic and the words Peter would always say made it so much worse. You had even started working overtime, in the middle of most nights you were training, but it seemed to just make things worse because of how tired you were. But that didn't stop you. 

That's how you ended up here, repeatedly beating the punching bag in front of you, lending your fits to hurt and small cuts to form. But you pushed through the pain and kept punching and sometimes kicking. 

"You're doing it wrong," You heard an all too familiar voice say, causing you to roll your eyes and dread to form. You ignored him and continued to punch the bag with more force, imagining the bag was his stupid face. "Here," 

You flinched as his hands found your waist. You turned toward him and pushed him away, breathing out heavily as your eyes connected. You didn't know what he was doing but the feeling of his hands on your waist made your stomach twist and you hated that. 

"What the hell do you think you're doing?" 

"Chill the fuck out Y/N, I'm not trying to grope you I'm just trying to fix your poster," You knitted your brows together, confused as to why he would even care. 

"Why?" 

"Do you want my help or not?" He asked, ignoring your question. As much as you hated him you did need his help. He was first on the list for a reason. You swallowed your pride and nodded your head. "Okay," 

He moved toward you as you turned back to the punching bag. "Punch the bag like you just did," You did as he said punching the bag once, letting Peter's hands move towards your hips. He moved them as his foot kicked your legs further apart. His hands moved toward your arms causing him to move closer, his front coming in contact with your back. 

Your breathing got heavier, and your stomach twisted with nerves, you knew you shouldn't but you just couldn't stop yourself. You looked back at him, your faces inches apart. His eyes connected with your own but soon moved down toward your lips causing his hands to loosen on your arms. 

"Try now," He whispered moving away from you. Your body got cold the second he stepped away, but even with him away from you, it was like you still couldn't breathe. 

You turned your eyes toward the bag, trying to calm your nerves, along with your hands that were shaking slightly, and punched it. It already felt different and the bag went further, you felt stronger. 

"I did it!" You smiled, letting the happiness overtake lending you to jump up and down. You felt relief and finally, you could breathe. You stopped short when you remembered who was in the room, turning around to see Peter with a small smile. "Why did you help me?" 

"Because even tho I hate your guts." He paused, eyes finding yours, a real smile coming on his face. Something you've never seen on him, causing you to melt at the sight. He really needed to smile more. "I still don't want to see a girl so beautiful dig through the trash for food," 

Before you could even react he moved toward you, one hand on your waist, the other on the back of your head, and his lips connecting with your own. You were too shocked to even kiss him back. You didn't think you'd ever see the day when Peter Hays would kiss you, but here you two were. You had dreamed about this moment and still, you weren't kissing him back. 

As he was about to pull away you put your hands in his hair and kissed him back with everything in you. It was like your lips were made for each other, moving together like puzzle pieces. His hands gripped your waist tighter and pulled you closer. 

You two pulled away from each other after your throat begged for oxygen, causing you to breathe heavily, still in a daze and in shock. You were still in his arms and inches apart, you did not plan on moving anytime soon. 

His head moved to yours, signing as your foreheads connected. You smiled, thinking back to the words he said. "So you think I'm beautiful huh?" 

#divergent #divergent x reader #peter hayes #miles teller #peter hayes x reader #peter hayes divergent #peter hayes imagines #peter hayes x you #peter hayes fluff #fluff

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𝚂𝚎𝚡 𝚘𝚟𝚎𝚛 𝚠𝚑𝚒𝚜𝚔𝚢 | 𝚏𝚒𝚗𝚗 𝚡 𝚛𝚎𝚊𝚍𝚎𝚛

𝒂/𝒏: 𝒇𝒊𝒓𝒔𝒕 𝒕𝒊𝒎𝒆 𝒘𝒓𝒊𝒕𝒊𝒏𝒈 𝒔𝒎𝒖𝒕 𝒔𝒐 𝒊𝒕 𝒎𝒊𝒈𝒉𝒕 𝒃𝒆 𝒃𝒂𝒅. 𝑰 𝒂𝒑𝒐𝒍𝒐𝒈𝒊𝒛𝒆 𝒊𝒏 𝒂𝒅𝒗𝒂𝒏𝒄𝒆 𝒊𝒇 𝒚𝒐𝒖 𝒅𝒊𝒅𝒏'𝒕 𝒍𝒊𝒌𝒆 𝒊𝒕

𝒔𝒖𝒎𝒎𝒂𝒓𝒚: 𝒀𝒐𝒖'𝒗𝒆 𝒃𝒆𝒆𝒏 𝒅𝒂𝒕𝒊𝒏𝒈 𝑭𝒊𝒏𝒏 𝑺𝒉𝒆𝒍𝒃𝒚 𝒇𝒐𝒓 𝒂 𝒘𝒉𝒊𝒍𝒆 𝒂𝒏𝒅 𝒏𝒐𝒕 𝒐𝒏𝒄𝒆 𝒉𝒂𝒗𝒆 𝒕𝒉𝒆 𝒕𝒘𝒐 𝒐𝒇 𝒚𝒐𝒖 𝒉𝒂𝒅 𝒔𝒆𝒙, 𝒖𝒏𝒕𝒊𝒍 𝒐𝒏𝒆 𝒅𝒂𝒚 𝒚𝒐𝒖 𝒅𝒐 𝒔𝒐𝒎𝒆𝒕𝒉𝒊𝒏𝒈 𝒂𝒃𝒐𝒖𝒕 𝒊𝒕

𝒘𝒂𝒓𝒏𝒊𝒏𝒈𝒔/𝒄𝒐𝒏𝒕𝒆𝒏𝒕: 𝑵𝑺𝑭𝑾! 𝒔𝒎𝒖𝒕, 𝒔𝒘𝒆𝒂𝒓𝒊𝒏𝒈, 𝒑𝒓𝒂𝒊𝒔𝒊𝒏𝒈, 𝒔𝒐𝒇𝒕 𝒔𝒆𝒙, 𝒗𝒊𝒓𝒈𝒊𝒏 𝑭𝒊𝒏𝒏, 𝒖𝒏𝒑𝒓𝒐𝒕𝒆𝒄𝒕𝒆𝒅 𝒔𝒆𝒙, 𝒃𝒓𝒆𝒆𝒅𝒊𝒏𝒈 𝒌𝒊𝒏𝒌, 𝒅𝒓𝒚 𝒉𝒖𝒎𝒑𝒊𝒏𝒈, 𝒍𝒐𝒔𝒔 𝒐𝒇 𝒗𝒊𝒓𝒈𝒊𝒏𝒊𝒕𝒚, 𝒃𝒍𝒐𝒘𝒋𝒐𝒃, 𝒇𝒍𝒖𝒇𝒇, 𝒉𝒐𝒑𝒆 𝑰 𝒅𝒊𝒅𝒏'𝒕 𝒎𝒊𝒔𝒔 𝒂𝒏𝒚𝒕𝒉𝒊𝒏𝒈.

𝑾𝒐𝒓𝒅 𝒄𝒐𝒖𝒏𝒕: 𝟐.𝟓𝒌

You had been dating Finn Shelby for a year now, and not once had you and him had sex. Finn was more of a quiet kind of boy, along with sweet and shy. You loved that about him but you also had needs.

Even though you were working your mind couldn't keep Finn out of your mind, the sinful thoughts made a blush rise every time. The two of you hadn't gone far at all, you haven't even felt his hands anywhere near the places you needed.

Finn would always stop when it would get a little heated, making up some excuse every time. You loved Finn and would never push him to do anything he didn't want to but today might be hard. You have been sexually frustrated the whole day and you needed a release, something you wouldn't be able to do on your own.

You were on your way to Finn's house, knowing that he was home alone because his sibling were all out having some type of reunion at his brother John's.

As you neared you started feeling a little bit nervous, you hadn't gone far at all with him, and now all of a sudden you wanted to go all the way.

You evened your breath once you approached his door. You brought your hand up and knocked on the door, feeling a little bit shaky. The door opened, and to your surprise, it was Isaiah who stood in front of you instead of Finn.

"Oh hey Y/N, what are you doing here at," He looked down at the watch that was on his wrist. "12:36" He looked up at you again. You blew out a nervous breath and smiled.

"I thought you were going to be at John's," You said, the feeling of turning around and heading home too deep, but you planted your feet to the ground and forced yourself to stay put.

"Yeah I was going to but my da thought it would be better if I stayed back," He replied. "Did ya want to come in?"

"Yeah, thank you," You said once he opened the door wider, letting you slip in past him. Your eyes wandered about the house, trying to see if you could spot Finn.

"Oi Finn your women's here!" Isaiah shouted, brushing past you and made his way into the sitting room. He took a seat on the sofa, but not before he took the whiskey from the small table in front of him and put it to his lips.

Finn walked into the room making you turn your head to look at him. The nerves in your stomach clenched and you couldn't help the way your eyes trailed down his body, taking in everything that made him Finn. When you moved your gaze back up just as slowly the reason why you had come found its way back in your head and the nerves slowed.

"Y/N?" Finn questioned, your eyes flew towards his. Heat rushed to your cheeks when you saw that his gaze was on you, confusion along with lust mixed within his face telling you that he saw how you were looking at him. You held his gaze as you took off your coat, slowly placing it on the sofa the was sat in front of you.

A chuckle filled the room making both you and Finn break eye contact and look towards Isaiah who was still sat on the sofa. He shook his head before he stood up, taking his coat from beside him and sliding it on.

"Show him a good time Y/N, then maybe his bloody brothers will stop teasing him about being a virgin," He remarked, a small smirk on his face. Isaiah looked at Finn who was glaring at him, this only made an amused look form in his eyes as he left the room. The only sound after that was the sound the door made when it closed, leaving you alone with Finn.

And just with those words that Isaiah had said, the nerves made their way back into your stomach. Your gaze slowly wandered back towards your handsome boyfriend who stood in the same spot, glaring at the door where Isaiah had stood just moments ago.

"Finn?" You questioned, slowly making your way towards him. You took his hand in your own making his gaze drop down towards you. You were average height but even then Finn towered over you, with him being a head or more taller.

You brought his hand down on your chest, right over your heart which was beating at a really fast pace. His gaze fell to where his hand was placed but soon moved it up to meet your eyes, a hungry look in his eyes.

"You feel that?" You purred. "That is for you Finn. If you were to move your hand further down you would feel what you really do to me," His breathing started getting more heavy, his gaze falling down to your lips that were slightly parted.

You moved onto your toes and brought your lips up to connect with his. You melted into him, moving your lips with his trying to taste every part of him you could. You brushed your tongue over his lip making him pull back.

"Y/N," He breathed, his eyes meeting yours. You sighed pulling out of his grasp. Your eyes fell to the floor.

"Do you not want to do it with me?" You asked hurt laced in your voice. He took your face into his hands, bringing it up to look at him.

"I do, so much," He paused, more like hesitated. "You're not a virgin, I feel that I wouldn't be able to give ya the pleasure that you want," His eyes fall towards the floor, making your heart swell. The reason why he doesn't want to have sex with you makes you want to do it even more, not for your sake but for his.

"Let me show you just how wrong you are," You whispered, taking his hands and leading him towards his bedroom. You closed the door behind you and made your way toward Finn. His nervous eyes met yours but he didn't back away, instead he placed his arms around you once you reached him.

You brought your hands to his neck and pulled him down to your lips in a slow kiss. You wanted to show him how much you loved him, you wanted him to feel it the day after so he would never forget his first time.

You took your time kissing his bottom lip, sucking and biting it softly which led him to let out a soft moan making your legs grow weak. You didn't pull away as you pushed him onto his bed, climbing on top of his tall body.

Your hands trailed under his shirt, feeling the way he tensed every time your hands made contact with his soft, warm skin. You pulled away for a couple of seconds to take his shirt off before finding your lips back on his, sliding your hands over his arms only to grip at his biceps that flexed under your soft touch.

Your hips started moving in slow circles against his, trying to relieve some pressure. You heard a low groan from beneath you, his fingers gripped your hips tighter. You felt something push up against your sex earning a moan to leave your swollen lips.

You pulled away from Finn only to leave open-mouth kisses along his jaw. and down to his neck. You sucked at the soft skin, possibly leaving a mark that would be seen in the morning. A groan left his lips when you started moving your hips faster.

You looked at him once you started unzipping his pants. His breath was heavy and his eyes never left yours but you could see that he was nervous.

Once you got his pants unzipped you slowly pulled them off and threw them on the floor, leaving Finn in just his underwear while you were fully clothed. The bulge that was in his boxers was really noticeable and you couldn't help the smile that formed on your lips.

You lifted his leg and started kissing and sucking his inner thighs. A groan left his lips, his breathing getting more and more ragged and you had beardy even touched him.

Your hand made its way towards his crotch and slowly started rubbing him. He closed his eyes and moaned. You slipped his boxers off of him, making his cock spring out. You were surprised at the size of him, you knew he would be big but not this big.

You softly took his cock in your hands, taking the pre cum that was on his tip, and slowly started pumping him. He gripped the bedsheets as a moan left his lips. This only encouraged you, making you lower your head and place your lips on the tip of his cock, softly sucking it. His head shot back, earning a low whimper to leave his parted lips.

"God Y/N," He breathed, making your eyes lift up to meet his beautiful ones. The look on his face made you almost lose it right then and there. His lips were parted, his eyebrows knitted together and his eyes hooded, looking right at you making you feel like he was able to read all your dirty thoughts.

You relaxed your throat, taking half of him and using your hands to stroke the rest of him. The sounds he was making only encouraged you, leading you to move faster. His hand found its way onto the back of your head, holding you in place, as if scared you would pull away at any moment.

You pulled back, only the tip left in your mouth, knowing this was the most sensitive spot and taking extra care of it. You sucked slowly, your tongue rolling over it leading Finn to let out a breathy yet low groan, his head shot back, eyes closing and realing in the feeling.

You pulled up and off of him when you felt him twitch, as much as you'd love to suck him dry you wanted his first orgasm to be in you. His breathing shook, his eyes opening and gazing down at your form that lay below him, confusion in his eyes.

"Why'd you stop?" He panted. You moved up, taking his lips into your mouth.

"I want you inside me," You whispered against him. You slipped off your dress in one swift move and threw it onto the floor. His eyes went down to your breasts that were now exposed and he slowly moved his hands up, cupping them in his much laugher ones. You threw your head back when he started rubbing them, a sigh leaving your lips at the feeling.

He moved his lips, taking one into his mouth and softly sucking, earning a moan to leave your lips. Your hand found his hair, fingers softly pulling and playing with his soft locks.

He gave the same attention to the other, his eyes meeting yours as you gazed at him. He pulled away, still rubbing them with his fingers as he spoke.

"You like that?" He questions, lust along with pure love shown in his eyes. You nod, your core dripping at this point and you couldn't wait any longer. Your panties were gone before he even noticed.

"But I'll like this better," You whisper, taking his cock into your hands before moving it towards your pussy. His eyes wouldn't leave you as you hover over him his tip rubbing your soaking entrance, giving both of you a moment before sinking down all the way.

Your world stumbles as you slide down on him, your hips readjusting as your cunt swallows him whole. His head shoots back, a moan living both of you at the feeling. You take a little to adjust to the size of him, not moving only taking a breath in and out.

His hand's grip at your hips, hard as you start moving, hips rolling causing the both of you to moan, and soon your bouncing on top of him.

A groan is ripped from him while your head falls back, barely having the strength to move up and down but wanting to chase the slowly coming up high. Finn sensing this flips you over onto your back with him hovering on top of you.

You clench at the new feeling and position, gripping his biceps for support as he pounds into you. It's fucking beautiful- the way you whimper and fall apart as he fucks you. The sweat that glistens, the sounds you make. His eyes never leave you. Not once.

His head finds its way into your neck, slowly biting and sucking on the skin. A moan falls from your lips, one of his hands gripping your leg, lifting it slightly.

"You feel amazing," He breathes, taking your lips into his. His hands grip your legs harder and lifting them up higher, making him go in deeper.

"Finn," You moan, throwing your head back as he hits that spot inside of you. One hand gripped his bicep while the other scratches at his back leading Finn to hiss at the pain.

His hand slips between you two, rubbing fast circles onto the bud.

"Don't stop. Oh, fuck don't stop," Your close, so close. "I'm coming!" You moan, clenching around him, his head falls back as he groans, seeming to be at his peak too.

A pinch. That's what it takes for you to come undone, legs uncontrollably shaking as you come all over his cock, closing your eyes and gripping onto him as if your life deepens on it, screaming out his name as your high washes over you.

Finn grunts, pounding into you as he fights to get to his release. It was sure to have you bruised. Your walls clench hard, squeezing him hard. And then he cums.

Profanities of all sorts leaving him as he spills every last seed inside of you. Making sure to make you filled up with his cum along with your name falling from his lips.

He presses a kiss to your forehead, inspecting his work. He pulls out slowly, lowly groaning as his cum leak out of you and onto his tip. He collapses beside you, still breathing heavily.

You smile before turning to face him, his eyes were shut but opened when you moved his hair out of his face. He smiles at you, giving you a soft kiss before draping the blanket over the both of you.

"I love you," He whispers as he pulls you close to his body. You snuggle into him, feeling right at home like this, in his arms.

"I love you too," You let your eyes fall closed, tiredness coming over you so quickly that you don't even try to fight it.

"My brothers were right. Sex is better than whisky," Was the last thing you heard from him before you fell to sleep, feeling a soft kiss on your head that followed right after.

He was worth the wait.

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𝙼𝚒𝚜𝚝𝚊𝚔𝚎𝚜 | 𝙳𝚛𝚊𝚌𝚘 𝚡 𝚛𝚎𝚊𝚍𝚎𝚛

𝑻𝒂𝒈𝒍𝒊𝒔𝒕 | 𝒎𝒂𝒔𝒕𝒆𝒓𝒍𝒊𝒔𝒕

𝒂/𝒏: 𝒕𝒉𝒊𝒔 𝒐𝒏𝒆 𝒘𝒂𝒔 𝒌𝒊𝒏𝒅 𝒐𝒇 𝒓𝒖𝒔𝒉𝒆𝒅 𝒃𝒖𝒕 𝑰 𝒉𝒐𝒑𝒆 𝒚𝒐𝒖 𝒂𝒍𝒍 𝒔𝒕𝒊𝒍𝒍 𝒍𝒊𝒌𝒆 𝒊𝒕 :)

𝒔𝒖𝒎𝒎𝒂𝒓𝒚: 𝒀𝒐𝒖'𝒗𝒆 𝒈𝒐𝒕𝒕𝒆𝒏 𝒃𝒖𝒍𝒍𝒊𝒆𝒅 𝒃𝒚 𝑫𝒓𝒂𝒄𝒐 𝑴𝒂𝒍𝒇𝒐𝒚, 𝒏𝒆𝒗𝒆𝒓 𝒌𝒏𝒐𝒘𝒊𝒏𝒈 𝒃𝒖𝒕 𝒂𝒍𝒔𝒐 𝒏𝒆𝒗𝒆𝒓 𝒄𝒂𝒓𝒊𝒏𝒈 𝒘𝒉𝒂𝒕 𝒕𝒉𝒆 𝒓𝒆𝒂𝒍 𝒓𝒆𝒂𝒔𝒐𝒏 𝒘𝒂𝒔 𝒖𝒏𝒕𝒊𝒍 𝒐𝒏𝒆 𝒅𝒂𝒚 𝒘𝒉𝒆𝒏 𝒉𝒆 𝒔𝒂𝒚𝒔 𝒔𝒐𝒎𝒆𝒕𝒉𝒊𝒏𝒈 𝒉𝒆 𝒅𝒊𝒅𝒏'𝒕 𝒎𝒆𝒂𝒏.

𝒘𝒂𝒓𝒏𝒊𝒏𝒈𝒔/𝒄𝒐𝒏𝒕𝒆𝒏𝒕: 𝒂𝒏𝒈𝒔𝒕, 𝒇𝒍𝒖𝒇𝒇, 𝒃𝒖𝒍𝒍𝒚𝒊𝒏𝒈, 𝒎𝒆𝒏𝒕𝒊𝒐𝒏 𝒐𝒇 𝒖𝒏-𝒂-𝒍𝒊𝒗𝒊𝒏𝒈, 𝑻.𝑾, 𝒎𝒆𝒏𝒕𝒊𝒐𝒏 𝒐𝒇 𝒂𝒃𝒖𝒔𝒆, 𝒎𝒆𝒏𝒕𝒊𝒐𝒏 𝒐𝒇 𝒅𝒓𝒊𝒏𝒌𝒊𝒏𝒈

𝑾𝒐𝒓𝒅 𝒄𝒐𝒖𝒏𝒕: 𝟐.𝟐𝒌

You were use to his bullying at this point, and since you were friends with Harry Potter it didn’t make you wonder why. You just assumed he hated you because of your friendship with the golden trio. Never did you think it was because of different reasons, those thoughts never even crossed your mind.

You wouldn’t say you were a sensitive person but their was one thing that made you burst into tears, even if you willed yourself to not cry, it was physically something you couldn’t do and you hated it.

You were sitting in class with Harry next to you, bored out of your mind as you gazed up at professor Snape who was giving you all a lecture about how everyone made a mess last time and left without cleaning up.

“I expect more from third years. Maybe not most of you,” he paused, his gaze going towards you and Harry before he continued his speech. You just rolled your eyes, Harry doing the same as you sat back in your seat.

“Get to work. We only have an hour left because of your carelessness,” he turned around, writing something on the bored at the front of the class. “Their will be a test next week, I hope you all have kept up to date with your study’s,” You let out a sigh before you and the rest of the class got up to get your supplies for the potion.

Since you shared todays class with Slytherin you ended up getting shoved to the side before you had the chance to get the things you needed. To your surprise it was pansy who had moved you out of her way.

“Pansy tell your boyfriend he doesn’t need to send you to do his bullying for him,” You said, getting your things before you pushed past her, not letting her say anything on the matter.

“I swear Snape punishes the whole class because of us,” I whispered to Harry, who rolled his eyes with a nod.

“You just figured out now? I’ve known that since first year,” He breathed, his glare going towards Snape. You gave a small laugh as you crushed up some type of leaf, looking into the book before you put it into the pot.

Your gaze shifted up, your eyes automatically turning towards the blonde Slytherin who was working while talking with Golye. Your eyes lingered a little causing Golye to motion towards you. Malfoy’s eyes turned up, meeting your own. You quickly looked away, knowing for a fact he would mock you about how he caught you starting whenever he got the time.

“Oh no need to look away L/N,” Malfoy taunted as he made his way towards your table. “I know how hard it must be to keep your eyes off of me,”

“I wasn’t-“

“Although I wouldn’t want a dirty bloods eyes on me. Next time you wanna stare please do so in a mirror. Maybe you’ll see trash or something that shows you how dirty you really are staring right back at you,”

“I don’t have to go to a mirror when it’s looking right at me,” You smiled. “It’ll save me the time to walk all the way to the toilets don’t you think,” His jaw clenched, a glare forming in his eyes. This only made your smile widen.

“I don’t know how on earth your a pure blood. People like you are just dirtying up the blood and giving us a bad name,”

“Are you sure your not talking about yourself Malfoy? Last time I checked you were going around and bullying everyone who rejected you. Doesn’t that make pure bloods sound like prats?” Before he could say anything Professor Snape interrupted,

“Don’t the two of you have potions to make?” He asked, looking from you to Malfoy, one eyebrow raised.

“Yessir,” Malfoy answered, giving you one last glare before he made his way back to his friends. You turned back to your work, Harry giving you a proud smile.

“I thought his fists would turn to stone with the way they were clenched,” Harry laughed making you crack a smirk.

“Too bad they didn’t,” You laughed, your eyes looking down at your textbook realizing you had forgotten something. You made your way towards the back getting the ingredient you forgot and made your way back. You didn’t see Harry but just figured he forgot something as well. You hummed to yourself as you added the ingredient, taking the spoon and stirring.

Your eyebrows shot up when you noticed it bubbling. You quickly looked at your textbook, not reading anything about how it was suppose to bubble. You stopped stirring and looked closer, backing away when you saw it rising. And soon it was all over the counter and the floors. People started screaming when it would hit their shoes and soon it reached professor Snape.

He turned around, his eyes immediately fining your form. A scowl formed on his face as he stalked towards you, and soon he was right in front of you. “Can’t even brew a simple potion. I wonder if your friends are rubbing off on you Miss L/N. I’ve never seen this from you although I shouldn’t be surprised now should I?” You clenched your fists, looking down. You heard Malfoy and his friends laugh from beside you.

“Since this is so amusing Mr Malfoy you wouldn’t mind helping Miss L/N clean up this mess after school,” The laughter stopped short and you tried your best to keep the smile off your face. “Get back to work,”

***

“I can’t believe you got me roped into your mess,” Malfoy muttered, wiping off the floors with a mop.

“Don’t act like you didn’t put something in my potion Malfoy. I’m getting straight A’s in that class and then all of a sudden I’m ruining the floors,” You said, anger building up inside of you. He really had the nerve to blame it all on you. “I think we both know who holds the blame here. No need to act all innocent,” The glare he shot you from the other side of the classroom made you chuckle.

“Think somethings funny L/N?” He shot, making his way over to you. You just rolled your eyes, ignoring him as you wiped off the counter top. “I’d think your confidence would be fading by now. No need to prove it anymore,”

“Jealous Malfoy? I’d think that consistent need for approval would fade to but I guess we’re both wrong,” You shot back. His furious expression told you that you had hit him where it hurts. Before you knew it he was right in front you, caging you to the table, hands on ether side of you.

“And why would I be jealous of a dirty blood whose mother didn’t even want to stay in her own daughters life. She probably got sick of your attitude and decided the only way out was to take her own life,” Your whole body stiffened right as the words left his mouth. Tears filling your eyes, looking at him with shock and anger. How could he say something like that when he knew she was the only person you had left. You wouldn’t even call your father a father with the way he changed after your mothers death.

Your chest felt like it was closing up, the thought of your mother made all theses memories fill your mind, ones that you tried so hard to forget. Your whole body was shaking when your eyes met his. Their was some sort of guilt in his eyes but you didn’t care. You hated him. With every bone in your body. And before he could stop you, you slapped him across the face. His head turned from the impact, a shocked gasp leaving his lips.

“Don’t you ever talk about my mom. Not ever! Who gives you the right to use my own mothers death against me. Her own fucking daughter!” You cried, pushing him away from you. “Don’t you ever say her death was my fault! I get it your life is fucked up but that gives you no right to say things like that,” Tears were dripping off your face and falling to the floor.

You glared at him before you left the room, stopped at the door. “I hate you with every bone in my body and I will make sure you feel how much I hate you,” And with that you closed the door so hard it sounded like a gunshot.

***

You sat up in the astronomy tower, looking out at the sky. Your tears had dried on your cheeks, eyes puffy and swollen. Your body finally had stopped shaking and your heart was slowly starting to numb the thoughts of your mother. It was the talk of the town when the news got out that your mother had taken her own life. It was all over the daily profit and every time you would walk past someone they would always whisper to their friends about how you were the daughter of that women.

No matter how hard you had tried to forget her you were never allowed when you would go somewhere in public, and the fact that every witch and wizard knew made it a lot harder for you to move on. You would always get weird looks or you would get pity. And you hated pity. But pity was a lot better then how your father treated you.

He would blame you for her death, saying that it was your fault she hated her life so much. And since he couldn’t face the fact that she was gone he started drinking and this would lead for him to bring home a whole bunch of women and all theses women were bad news.

You hadn’t even heard the door open or his footsteps approach you. You only realized he was their when he sat down next to you. You didn’t even bother it look at him. You felt his eyes on you but you just ignored him.

“I’m sorry Y/N. I didn’t mean what I said,” He said, his voice so soft you thought that maybe you had imagined him their but when you turned to look at him he was sitting beside you, real. “It was something I said in the heat of the moment and I’m so sorry,”

“My father used to say the same things,” You said, his eyes widened. “I don’t know why I’m crying over it when I should be used to it,”

“Y/N no. That’s not something you should get used to. That’s not something you should ever have to hear. And I deserve anything you throw my way,” Your eyes met his.

"But it was my fault. Everyone I love always leaves me. And I must be the cause of all that. I mean you hate me after all," Your voice creaked at the last part, tears falling from your face again.

"Stop. It wasn't your fault, nothing you would have done made that decision for her trust me Y/N. And as for everyone leaving you, I don't think you would have saint Potter now would you," A small smile ghosted over your face, making his only widen. His eyes went soft before his smile faded, a look in his eyes you don't think you've ever seen before.

"I don't hate you Y/N. Quite the opposite actually," He looked at the floor as if trying to find the right words. His mouth opened but closed, not seeming to find the words he wanted to say. "I wish I did hate you with how my feelings have grown for you," His eyes finally found yours.

"I don't think I've ever felt this strong for anyone before and it scared me. That's why I was so cruel to you. And I'm sorry for that," Your breath caught in your throat, a sort of nervousness coming over you as his eyes lingered on your own. You looked away, not knowing what to say or how to react.

"Draco-"

"You don't have to say anything. I know you hate me right now and I understand but I hope you know that I will wait for you. I would do anything for you and if you want to wait then thats what I will do," His hands found yours, the warmth made you shiver. His finger lifted your chin up so your eyes could meet his.

"Can I kiss you?" You smiled, nodding. Your heart filled with warmth when his lips met yours, one hand on your cheek as the other held your hand, his thumb rubbing small circles on you're palm.

The kiss was slow but full of passion, a sort of passion you've never felt before, something that showed you just how much he cared for you. His thumb wiped your previous tears away, making your stomach fill with butterflies.

You knew this was a goodbye and you were okay with that. You knew the two of you would end up together, all you needed was time, time to sort all of your thoughts along with getting over your mothers death in the right way.

You hadn't done that the right way last time, and you needed a proper goodbye, even if it was at her grave and not to her face. It wasn't your fault and you needed to come to terms with that.

And since this moment you didn't know that it was love all these years instead of hate. As Draco pulled away, not letting it get heated you knew he would wait until you were ready. And this only made your feelings for him stronger.

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𝙺𝚎𝚎𝚙 𝚈𝚘𝚞 𝚂𝚊𝚏𝚎 | 𝙶𝚎𝚘𝚛𝚐𝚎 𝚡 𝚛𝚎𝚊𝚍𝚎𝚛

𝑻𝒂𝒈𝒍𝒊𝒔𝒕 | 𝒎𝒂𝒔𝒕𝒆𝒓𝒍𝒊𝒔𝒕

𝒂/𝒏: 𝒉𝒂𝒗𝒆𝒏’𝒕 𝒘𝒓𝒊𝒕𝒕𝒆𝒏 𝒊𝒏 𝒂 𝒘𝒉𝒊𝒍𝒆 𝒂𝒏𝒅 𝑰 𝒂𝒑𝒐𝒍𝒐𝒈𝒊𝒛𝒆 𝒇𝒐𝒓 𝒕𝒉𝒂𝒕 𝒃𝒖𝒕 𝑰 𝒉𝒐𝒑𝒆 𝒚𝒐𝒖 𝒈𝒖𝒚𝒔 𝒆𝒏𝒋𝒐𝒚 𝒕𝒉𝒊𝒔 𝒇𝒊𝒄 𝒃𝒄 𝑰 𝒄𝒆𝒓𝒕𝒂𝒊𝒏𝒍𝒚 𝒅𝒊𝒅. 𝑺𝒐𝒓𝒓𝒚 𝒇𝒐𝒓 𝒕𝒉𝒆 𝒂𝒏𝒈𝒔𝒕 𝒃𝒖𝒕 𝒇𝒍𝒖𝒇𝒇 𝒊𝒔 𝒂𝒕 𝒕𝒉𝒆 𝒆𝒏𝒅 𝒔𝒐 𝒅𝒐𝒏’𝒕 𝒘𝒐𝒓𝒓𝒚.

𝒔𝒖𝒎𝒎𝒂𝒓𝒚: 𝒀𝒐𝒖 𝒉𝒂𝒗𝒆 𝒕𝒐 𝒃𝒓𝒆𝒂𝒌 𝒖𝒑 𝒘𝒊𝒕𝒉 𝑮𝒆𝒐𝒓𝒈𝒆 𝒃𝒆𝒄𝒂𝒖𝒔𝒆 𝒚𝒐𝒖 𝒉𝒂𝒗𝒆 𝒕𝒉𝒆 𝒅𝒂𝒓𝒌 𝒎𝒂𝒓𝒌 𝒂𝒏𝒅 𝒘𝒂𝒏𝒕 𝒕𝒐 𝒌𝒆𝒆𝒑 𝒉𝒊𝒎 𝒔𝒂𝒇𝒆 𝒃𝒖𝒕 𝒉𝒆 𝒅𝒐𝒆𝒔𝒏’𝒕 𝒍𝒆𝒕 𝒚𝒐𝒖 𝒈𝒐 𝒘𝒊𝒕𝒉𝒐𝒖𝒕 𝒂𝒏 𝒆𝒙𝒑𝒍𝒂𝒏𝒂𝒕𝒊𝒐𝒏 𝒂𝒏𝒅 𝒆𝒏𝒅𝒔 𝒖𝒑 𝒇𝒊𝒏𝒅𝒊𝒏𝒈 𝒐𝒖𝒕 𝒂𝒃𝒐𝒖𝒕 𝒚𝒐𝒖𝒓 𝒎𝒂𝒓𝒌.

𝒘𝒂𝒓𝒏𝒊𝒏𝒈𝒔/𝒄𝒐𝒏𝒕𝒆𝒏𝒕: 𝒂𝒏𝒈𝒔𝒕, 𝒇𝒍𝒖𝒇𝒇 𝒂𝒕 𝒕𝒉𝒆 𝒆𝒏𝒅, 𝒂 𝒍𝒊𝒕𝒕𝒍𝒆 𝒃𝒊𝒕 𝒐𝒇 𝒎𝒂𝒕𝒖𝒓𝒆 𝒄𝒐𝒏𝒕𝒆𝒏𝒕, 𝒅𝒂𝒓𝒌 𝒎𝒂𝒓𝒌, 𝒑𝒂𝒊𝒏, 𝒃𝒖𝒓𝒏𝒊𝒏𝒈 𝒂𝒓𝒎, 𝒈𝒏!𝒓𝒆𝒂𝒅𝒆𝒓

𝑾𝒐𝒓𝒅 𝒄𝒐𝒖𝒏𝒕: 𝟐𝒌

Breaking up with George was one of the hardest things you ever had to do. But the way his face fell after the words left your lips was even harder. You loved him, more then even yourself and that’s what scared you. You would do anything for him, even if it meant to break his heart to keep him safe and alive.

It didn’t surprise you when your father joined back with the dark lord, seeing as he was a death eater back when you were a child. But what did surprise you was when he forced you to join as well, forced you to take the dark mark and betray everyone you loved. Your heart broke when they started using your friendship with Harry Potter against you.

So you had to cut ties with everyone you loved that could be used against you, including George. But he knew better. He knew you wouldn’t just break up with him over nothing, knew you wouldn’t just push away all of your friends over nothing. So every chance he got he would try and get you to tell the truth.

"You can’t just ignore me!" You stopped dead in your tracks, slowly turning around to face the most beautiful boy you knew. His fits were clenched along with his jaw, his hair was a mess and it looked as if he hadn’t slept in days. He slowly stepped closer. "Please Y/N," his voice trembled, tears welling up in his eyes as you tried your best to keep your own tears in. "Talk to me please,"

At this point he was already right in front of you, making you look up at him with a blank look in your eyes. You had to make it believable. You had to make it seem as if you didn’t love him anymore. "What do you want Weasley," he took in a sharp breath at the name but pushed it away, taking your cold hands into his own warm ones. You tried to get them out of his grasp but he wouldn’t let you. "Let me go,"

"No. Not until you tell me why you broke up with me! And don’t give me some bullshit about how you don’t love me anymore because I know that’s a pile of rubbish," his voice was raising, looking at you with pleading eyes. "Ever since you came back this year you’ve been different, distant and not just with me but with all of your friends," he paused. "Did something happen over the summer?"

"Yes George something did happen, I found out that I didn’t love you anymore okay. I found out that I don’t need any of them anymore. I found out that I don’t need you anymore," he shook his head, tears falling from his eyes as he closed them, taking a breath.

"That’s not true and we both know that,"

"Yes it is. Can’t you hear the words that are coming out of my mouth!"

"You can’t just fall out of love with me that quickly. I don’t believe that and I won’t," the look he gave you made you want to forget all of the reasons of why he needed protecting and just fall into his arms, but you couldn’t.

"Well you need to George. Because I don’t love you," You paused, his eyes finding yours. "Didn’t your brother ever worn you about falling in love with a Slytherin? Maybe you should have listened," you pulled your hands away from his and moved closer to him. "I could never love a Weasley, a dirtyblood, a redhead," with that you walked away, leaving George standing where you had left him, tears falling from his eyes as he watched you walk away with a broken heart.

You ran as fast as you could towards the girls room, trying to get away from George before falling to the ground, the tears you were trying your hardest to keep in finally falling down your face. You put your hands in front of your mouth, hating yourself for what you had said. For things your didn’t mean and for things that you loved about him. You wanted to scream, scream at the world. Why had it chosen you, why had your father forced the mark on you. You were only 17.

"Y/N?" You heard a familiar voice call. But you didn’t care if she saw you like this at this point. You barely saw Hermione run in, fear and worry covering her face as she fell in front of you. Her arms reaching out for you and soon she had you pulled into a hug. One that you didn’t fight. "I saw George before I came in," hearing his name made your cries louder. She didn’t say anything more, his face covered in tears gave her the confirmation she needed to know what this was about.

So she just sat there with you. Letting you cry your heart out. She wouldn’t let go of you for a second not until you slowly started pulling away. Even if you wanted to cry you couldn’t, all of your tears had dried out. Hermione rubbed your shoulder as you sat in front of her, looking at the floor with absolutely no emotions.

~~~

That night you woke up screaming, a burning sensation on your arm making tears stream down your face. Your breathing was heavy as you looked around, thanking Godric himself that you were in the common room. You covered your mouth before you could let out another scream, the burning becoming worse by the second. You made your way out of the common room and to the bathrooms. Turning on the cold water and putting your arm underneath, tears once again falling from your face once the burning died down. But it didn’t last long and soon it was back.

You pulled your arm away from the water, a broken sob leaving your mouth as the pain shot through your body. You left the dungeons, thinking that fresh air would maybe die down the pain, even for a little bit. You walked down the empty and dark hallways holding your arm in one hand, soon coming to a compete stop once you saw Fred, George, Harry and Professor Umbridge.

"As I’ve told you once before Mr. Potter naughty children deserve to be punished," And with that she walked away. You tried to keep the sob in once your arm started burning again but you couldn’t, making all three of the boys turn towards you. You clutched your arm closer but immediately regretted it because of your body heat. George gazed down at your arm, concern forming in his eyes as he slowly walked towards you.

"Y/N what happened?" He asked, worry written all over his face. "Did Umbridge do something?" You shook you head, tears falling from your eyes as you pulled your arm to your chest.

"Don’t come any closer," You warned but he didn’t listen. Fred and Harry, seeing that this was a conversation not meant for their ears, took the little boy and left the two of you alone. Both throwing you concerned glances before they disappeared behind a corner.

"Let me see," George said, bringing your focus back on him as he gently tried taking your arm but you pulled away and took a step back. "Y/N please let me help. If your hurt I can help," You shook your head. A small cry leaving your lips as the burning started again.

George’s eyes grew with fear, pulling your arm away from your chest and revealing your mark. He said nothing as he looked at your arm in disbelief. Taking in short breaths before his gaze met yours, confusion and hurt written all over his face.

“What- is this?" He asked, hurt laced in his voice as he looked down at you, betrayal written all over his face. “Is this why you’ve cut everyone off?” He let go of your arm.

“Yes,” Was the only answer you gave making George look at you with disbelief before he backed away, trying to process this.

“You-“ he paused taking in a breath, his voice slightly trembling. “Your with him? The man who murdered hundreds of people, including your best friends parents might I add,” You bit the inside of your cheek trying to keep the tears in. But you couldn’t say anything, not when the man you loved looked at you as if you were a trader.

“Y/N say something,” when he saw the tears in your eyes and your trembling figure he slowly moved towards you. Lifting your Chen with his finger making your eyes meet his. “Was this at your own free will?” You stayed quite for a moment, trying to remove the lump in your throat.

“No,” You ended up mumbling, the tears in your eyes fully falling down your face. “My father-“ you cut yourself off as your voice cracked, lips trembling and trying to finish your sentence without bursting into tears. “He forced me to take the mark,”

"Why didn’t you tell me?"

"How could I? What would you think of me since I now carry the dark mark. I’m disgusted with it myself and how would you see-" You looked at the floor once again, your voice trembling with every word you spoke. "Would you still love me the same-"

"Yes. I would and do love you the same. I don’t care about any mark on your body even if it’s the dark lords mark," He spoke, making your eyes meet his. "I love you Y/N and nothing in the world will ever change that," You shook your head trying to pull away from him.

"No George, I’m trying to keep you safe-"

"I don’t need to be kept safe. Not by you breaking up with me," He paused, his eyes roaming over your face. "Being with you is what keeps me safe. Your my safe place and without that I crumble," You breath hitched. "I need you," He whispered. Tears filled in your eyes as you took in his words. His eyes flickered down towards your lips before he slowly leaned in, taking your lips into his own.

You melted into the kiss, tears streaming down your face as he tilted his head. The passion you felt in the kiss was like something you’ve never felt before. It was slow and full of love, a kind of love George only ever slowed towards you. His thumb rubbed slow circles on your cheek as he gently pulled you closer. George has always been gentle with you but this was different . He was handling you as if you were glass, something that could slip through his finger and break.

~~~

That night you spent in George’s dorm, cuddled up on his bed with your head on his chest trying your best to keep your cries in. The burning had only gotten worse, and at this point you knew it was some sort of punishment for telling George.

But their was nothing you could do.

George hearing your silent cries, wiped away your tears before bringing your face up to meet his, his lips connecting with your own. You relaxed into the kiss as your lips moved with his. A sigh leaving your mouth as he got on top of you. You brought your free hand up to his hair, gently tangling them into his soft orange locks. His tongue brushed your bottom lip before moving it completely into your mouth and you welcomed it by pulling him closer towards you.

He soon broke the kiss by moving his lips over your jaw before finding your neck, gently kissing and sucking on the skin. Your head tilted back giving him more access as a sigh left your mouth. Your hand still in his hair as he left a small mark on your neck. Tears started forming in your eyes again once the burning started. George feeling your body tense moved his lips over towards your now burning mark.

He slowly started kissing up your arm, the feeling of his lips made your mind slowly forget about the pain. He gave your shoulder one last kiss before his lips found yours again. You moaned into the kiss as he softly bit you bottom lip and just like that the pain had left you completely. George took your hand in his as his lips again made way to your neck.

The rest of the night was filled with love and passion. And that maybe this love was the one where it saved the both of you. You were always told that love was weakness and while that was true you learned that love was also strength and that strength overcame the weakness.

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mᥲs𝗍ᥱrᥣіs𝗍 | mᥲzᥱ rᥙᥒᥒᥱr

𝗍ᥲgᥣіs𝗍

rᥱ𝗊ᥙᥱs𝗍s ᥲrᥱ ᥴᥙrrᥱᥒ𝗍ᥣᥡ ᥆⍴ᥱᥒ!

ᥕіᥣᥣ ᑲᥱ ᥙ⍴ძᥲ𝗍ᥱძ ᥲs ᥕ᥆rks ᥲrᥱ rᥱᥣᥱᥲsᥱძ!

❐; 𝐌𝐢𝐧𝐡𝐨 𝑠𝑎𝑦 𝑖𝑡 𝑏𝑎𝑐𝑘 𝑙𝑎𝑠𝑡 𝑚𝑎𝑛 𝑜𝑛 𝑒𝑎𝑟𝑡ℎ 𝒕𝒉𝒆 𝒐𝒕𝒉𝒆𝒓 𝒈𝒊𝒓𝒍 𝒅𝒊𝒆 𝒂𝒍𝒐𝒏𝒆

❐; 𝐍𝐞𝐰𝐭 𝑙𝑖𝑘𝑒 𝑦𝑜𝑢

❐; 𝐓𝐡𝐨𝐦𝐚𝐬

𝐂𝐨𝐦𝐢𝐧𝐠 𝐒𝐨𝐨𝐧…

❐; 𝐆𝐚𝐥𝐥𝐲 𝑑𝑎𝑟𝑒 𝒄𝒉𝒐𝒐𝒔𝒆

#masterlist #maze runner

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mᥲs𝗍ᥱrᥣіs𝗍 | һᥲrrᥡ ⍴᥆𝗍𝗍ᥱr

𝗍ᥲgᥣіs𝗍

rᥱ𝗊ᥙᥱs𝗍s ᥲrᥱ ᥴᥙrrᥱᥒ𝗍ᥣᥡ ᥆⍴ᥱᥒ!

ᥕіᥣᥣ ᑲᥱ ᥙ⍴ძᥲ𝗍ᥱძ ᥲs ᥕ᥆rks ᥲrᥱ rᥱᥣᥱᥲsᥱძ!

❐; 𝐇𝐚𝐫𝐫𝐲 𝐏𝐨𝐭𝐭𝐞𝐫

𝐂𝐨𝐦𝐢𝐧𝐠 𝐒𝐨𝐨𝐧…

❐; 𝐑𝐨𝐧 𝐖𝐞𝐚𝐬𝐥𝐞𝐲 ᥒᥱr᥎᥆ᥙs

❐; 𝐃𝐫𝐚𝐜𝐨 𝐌𝐚𝐥𝐟𝐨𝐲 mіs𝗍ᥲkᥱs

❐; 𝐅𝐫𝐞𝐝 𝐖𝐞𝐚𝐬𝐥𝐞𝐲

kᥒ᥆ᥕ і𝗍s 𝖿᥆r 𝗍һᥱ ᑲᥱ𝗍𝗍ᥱr

❐; 𝐆𝐞𝐨𝐫𝐠𝐞 𝐖𝐞𝐚𝐬𝐥𝐞𝐲 kᥱᥱ⍴ ᥡ᥆ᥙ sᥲ𝖿ᥱ

❐; 𝐂𝐞𝐝𝐫𝐢𝐜 𝐃𝐢𝐠𝐠𝐨𝐫𝐲

𝐂𝐨𝐦𝐢𝐧𝐠 𝐒𝐨𝐨𝐧…

#masterlist #harrypotter

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𝙽𝚎𝚛𝚟𝚘𝚞𝚜 | 𝚁𝚘𝚗 𝚡 𝚛𝚎𝚊𝚍𝚎𝚛

𝒕𝒂𝒈𝒍𝒊𝒔𝒕 | 𝒎𝒂𝒔𝒕𝒆𝒓𝒍𝒊𝒔𝒕

𝒂/𝒏: 𝒇𝒊𝒓𝒔𝒕 𝒇𝒊𝒄 𝒔𝒊𝒏𝒄𝒆 𝑭𝒆𝒃𝒓𝒖𝒂𝒓𝒚 𝒊 𝒄𝒂𝒏'𝒕 𝒃𝒆𝒍𝒊𝒆𝒗𝒆 𝒊𝒕. 𝒂𝒏𝒚𝒘𝒂𝒚𝒔, 𝒕𝒉𝒊𝒔 𝒘𝒂𝒔 𝒘𝒓𝒊𝒕𝒕𝒆𝒏 𝒂𝒕 𝟐 𝒂.𝒎, 𝒔𝒐 𝒊'𝒎 𝒓𝒆𝒂𝒍𝒍𝒚 𝒉𝒐𝒑𝒊𝒏𝒈 𝒚𝒐𝒖 𝒈𝒖𝒚𝒔 𝒍𝒊𝒌𝒆 𝒕𝒉𝒊𝒔 𝒐𝒏𝒆 𝒆𝒏𝒐𝒖𝒈𝒉 𝒕𝒐 𝒉𝒐𝒍𝒅 𝒚𝒐𝒖 𝒐𝒗𝒆𝒓 '𝒕𝒊𝒍𝒍 𝒕𝒉𝒆 𝒏𝒆𝒙𝒕 𝒐𝒏𝒆. 𝒆𝒏𝒋𝒐𝒚 &lt;𝟑

𝒔𝒖𝒎𝒎𝒂𝒓𝒚: 𝒀𝒐𝒖'𝒓𝒆 𝑫𝒓𝒂𝒄𝒐 𝑴𝒂𝒍𝒇𝒐𝒚'𝒔 𝒔𝒊𝒔𝒕𝒆𝒓 𝒂𝒏𝒅 𝒚𝒐𝒖 𝒉𝒂𝒗𝒆 𝒂 𝒃𝒊𝒈 𝒄𝒓𝒖𝒔𝒉 𝒐𝒏 𝒚𝒐𝒖𝒓 𝒃𝒓𝒐𝒕𝒉𝒆𝒓s 𝒆𝒏𝒆𝒎𝒚, 𝑹𝒐𝒏 𝑾𝒆𝒂𝒔𝒍𝒆𝒚 𝒂𝒏𝒅 𝒆𝒗𝒆𝒓 𝒔𝒊𝒏𝒄𝒆 𝒚𝒐𝒖 𝒓𝒆𝒂𝒍𝒊𝒛𝒆𝒅 𝒕𝒉𝒊𝒔 𝒚𝒐𝒖 𝒘𝒐𝒖𝒍𝒅 𝒕𝒆𝒂𝒔𝒆 𝒉𝒊𝒎 𝒓𝒆𝒍𝒆𝒏𝒕𝒍𝒆𝒔𝒔𝒍𝒚 𝒂𝒏𝒅 𝒘𝒊𝒕𝒉 𝑹𝒐𝒏 𝒂𝒍𝒘𝒂𝒚𝒔 𝒈𝒆𝒕𝒕𝒊𝒏𝒈 𝒏𝒆𝒓𝒗𝒐𝒖𝒔 𝒂𝒏𝒅 𝒇𝒍𝒖𝒔𝒕𝒆𝒓𝒆𝒅 𝒊𝒕 𝒘𝒂𝒔 𝒔𝒐𝒎𝒆𝒕𝒉𝒊𝒏𝒈 𝒚𝒐𝒖 𝒋𝒖𝒔𝒕 𝒄𝒐𝒖𝒍𝒅𝒏'𝒕 𝒔𝒕𝒐𝒑 𝒅𝒐𝒊𝒏𝒈.

𝒘𝒂𝒓𝒏𝒊𝒏𝒈𝒔/𝒄𝒐𝒏𝒕𝒆𝒏𝒕: 𝒂 𝒗𝒆𝒓𝒚 𝒍𝒊𝒕𝒕𝒍𝒆 𝒃𝒊𝒕 𝒐𝒇 𝒃𝒖𝒍𝒍𝒚𝒊𝒏𝒈, 𝒕𝒆𝒂𝒔𝒊𝒏𝒈, 𝒇𝒍𝒖𝒇𝒇, 𝒈𝒏!𝒓𝒆𝒂𝒅𝒆𝒓

𝒘𝒐𝒓𝒅 𝒄𝒐𝒖𝒏𝒕: 𝟏.𝟓𝟕𝒌

*

You knew you liked him and your best friend Pansy knew also, you had stopped denying it and instead started focusing on trying to keep it a secret from your brother Draco. He knew you better than anyone and he also knew when you had a crush on someone so it was already getting difficult.

You didn’t even know if Ron liked you back, you didn’t think he did seeing that you both had a kind of quarrel between the two of you. But ever since you realized your feeling for the boy your arguments turned into something else, you stopped yelling and started teasing, letting it get to the point were he would get red, flustered and nervous which was the best part of your day.

You loved making him squirm and nervous, it was something you tried to do everyday even when you were trying to keep a secret you just couldn’t help yourself, and now every time Ron would spot you he would try to get away, already nervous before you even did anything.

You were walking back from dinner with Pansy. All of your classes were done for the day and you didn’t have any homework. Pansy was telling you about something that happened in her potions class, the one and only class you didn’t have together.

“He didn’t even put the right things in his potion. I told him but he didn’t listen. You should have seen the look on professor Snape’s face. It was priceless,” She finished making the both of you laugh.

“I wish I could have seen it,” You stated right as the golden trio walked towards you. Your smiled widened when Ron saw you, his smile fading and the familiar nervous look forming on his face.

“When are you gonna give it a rest,” Pansy asked, her eyes going towards Ron.

“When I break him,” You answered, your eyes never leaving Ron, not even for a second. Ron sensing your stare nervously looked towards you. Your eyes slowly trailed down his body and just as slowly going back up, your eyes meeting his. His cheeks grew red as he stumbled on nothing only making your smile turn into a smirk.

“I’m going to the common room. I’ll stall for you until you get back. Have fun,” Pansy said, rolling her eyes but smiled none the less as she looked at you. You nodded your eyes still not leaving Ron.

“I would look away but I need to-“

“Yeah yeah. You need to make him just as red as his hair,” she finished. And with that she walked away and headed for the Slytherin common room.

“Hey Ron,” You purred right as they passed you. Ron’s eyes shot to the floor, his face hot with the blush that covered him. When he didn’t say anything you stopped him, making Harry and Hermione stop as well. “Now where are your manners Ron?” His breath started getting heavy but Harry elbowed him making you confused.

“Shove ommm,” He murmured his eyes still on the floor.

“What was that?” His eyes lifted and shot you a glare, something he hadn’t done in a while, but this only amused you.

“I said shove off!” He said confidently. “And stay away from me,” this time tho he flattered, his confidence disappearing once he saw that his words only made you even more amused. Your eyebrows were lifted but your eyes didn’t hide anything and he saw it clear as day, making him cower, his face burning even more.

“That’s right Ron,” Hermione said. “Just leave him alone Malfoy he doesn’t like you,” Your gaze didn’t leave Ron when he looked up, his eyes going towards Hermione before they found you.

“And who was talking to you,” You questioned, ripping your gaze from Ron and glaring at Hermione. “Last I checked your mudblood arse needed to be hauled out of here,” You stepped closer to her, your cold eyes staring her down. “Remember your place Granger. I’ll be more than happy to show you if you seemed to forget,” With one glance back at Ron, you walked away pushing past Hermione making her almost fall over from the impact.

***

It was Saturday which meant no school. You were sitting in the great hall eating breakfast with Pansy, Draco and Blaise. You hadn’t said anything the whole time, your eyes going towards the Gryffindor table every so often.

Finally after what felt like a thousand years, Ron got up and left the table and made his way into the hall. You threw the peace of toast that was in your hands into your plate and got up. Your friends and brother looked at you but before they could say anything you spoke first.

“I’m going to the toilet,” And with that you made your way into the hallways, glancing around, trying to spot Ron. Once you saw his figure going toward the Gryffindor common room you followed, but took a shortcut cutting him off.

“Well well,” You taunted, stepping in front of him, making him stop. “Where are you headed?” He took in a sharp breath.

“I forgot my wand,” he answered his voice coming out a little shaky, making a small smirk make its way on your face. You stepped closer which made him step back.

“I don’t think you’ll need it,” You kept stepping closer and he kept stepping back. “Did you think I wasn’t going to say anything after what you said yesterday?” A small gasp left his mouth once his back hit the corridor wall.

“I-I,” He stopped himself. You smirked, coming so close that your breath ghosted over his neck seeing that he was taller than you.

“Do I make you nervous Weasley?” You questioned. You already knew the answer but he didn’t know that. And things were just starting to get interesting for you. His silence made you chuckle. “You know Ron if I didn’t know any better I would think you fancy me,”

His eyes shot down towards you. His face and neck started to flush and his breathing was getting heavy just like it always did when he was nervous.

“I do not,” His voice came out so small but you still heard. You clicked your tongue with a smirk and his eyes flew to the floor again.

“How about we do a little experiment,” You paused brining your hand up and gently grabbing his chin, lifting it up to meet your face. He shuttered right when your skin touched his, cheeks turning hot but he wouldn’t meet your eyes. “Look at me Ron,” You whispered.

His eyes slowly turned to you, and for a split second you swore his eyes shifted to your lips. But it happened so fast you couldn’t be sure.

You brought your lips below his ear, he stiffened sucking in a sharp breath but didn’t push you away. You could almost hear his heartbeat at this point which only made you smile.

“If you don’t fancy me why are you so nervous?” You asked softly brushing your lips over his ear and slowly down his jaw.

“I’m not,” he breathed, leaning his head on the corridor wall. You pulled away from his jaw and looked up at him, his eyes meeting yours. You smirked, shifting your gaze to his lips.

“Your not?” You moved closer, your hands going towards the back of his neck gently pulling him closer and he didn’t pull away.

“No,” He whispered, his eyes shifting to your lips but instead of flying back up they stayed on your mouth. Something in your stomach flipped when he titled his head to the side, letting your lips crash on his. And he kissed you back instantly his hands slowly finding your waist.

You were shocked that he willingly let you kiss him, and not just let you but helped you. Also being sure this was his first kiss and shocked that he was good at it.

You melted into him, your hands moving towards his hair and tangling your fingers in his soft locks. Your whole body felt like it was burning with desire when he pulled you closer to him. And it was him who depended the kiss, brushing his tongue over your lip and slipping it into your mouth, turning the kiss into a snog.

He showed you every emotion he wasn’t able to say through the snog, everything he hid for so long from not just you but his friends and brothers to. There was passion along with heat which made you grow weak and soon out of breath.

You both pulled away, breathing heavily. And you couldn’t help the smile that made its way on your face. You had dreamed this moment for so long, nothing could explain how happy you were.

“I never thought I would have ever snogged a Malfoy,” Ron chuckled, bringing his head to rest on your own. His eyes shown and his cheeks were bright, almost as bright as his smile, something he never gave you and you almost melted. You wanted to take a picture and keep it locked away in your mind, so no one could take this moment away from you.

“Same,” His smile reached his eyes and he brought you towards him again and lightly kissed your lips. Your insides busted open and nothing but pure joy and happiness came out.

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