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mvltisstuff · 11 months

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could you do a jealous conrad fic?

don’t blame me - c.f

summary: request

conrad fisher x reader

a/n: thank you for the request <33

conrad felt bad for what he did, or he thought he felt bad. he knew it was for the best, but he saw how let down y/n was.

he had to, though. he new this new guy was bad news. y/n was just his new target, someone who didn’t know what he was all about. this guy just used girls left and right for his own gain. conrad just wanted her to be ok in the end. she’d be more hurt if conrad didn’t stop it.

she was trying to ignore everything in her mind that she had for conrad. y/n always admired him. he was always her favorite, and days were better when conrad was in them. she was scared to fall in love with him so fast, because her biggest fear is pushing him away. on the other hand, conrad was undoubtedly falling for y/n very quickly. he panicked, he didn’t know what to do but to stop whatever she’s doing.

it all rooted from jealousy, but it branched out into protection of y/n and her precious heart. he wouldn’t dare to watch it break when he could do something about it. so, he scouted for the phone number of the boy y/n was seeing. he tried so hard to force him to stay away from y/n, and just to leave her alone. but, of course, the stubbornness got the best of the other party, and he wanted more. y/n was an easy girl to just add to your body count and get things you need from her to him. to conrad, she was more. she could easily become his whole world.

that’s when the deal was made. conrad paid the guy to stop seeing y/n. conrad figured it would only last until he found another girl, so he obliged. even though y/n wasn’t head over heels for this guy, it still hurt watching him slowly get less interested. she watched as he stopped answering and started making excuses. naturally, y/n thought she was the problem, when that was the furthest from the truth. she wasn’t the problem, she was the solution.

she was dragged by the ear to this bonfire. all her friends were there, but belly was the one who truly wanted her to come. she slipped on a nice outfit, and went out anyway. she sipped at another truly and eyed conrad with his beer. he was doing the most simple task, talking and drinking with his friends. y/n swore she saw an angel in front of her, though. his short curl that came in front of his forehead, the shining of his gleaming eyes and smile. there was never a part of conrad, inside and out, that y/n didn’t praise in her mind.

her night was going smoothly, until he arrived. he walked in with a few others hanging off his shoulder, surrounded by his friends. he pushed the girls off and walked over to conrad. “hey, buddy!”

“listen, man-“

“uh-uh, where’s my money?” he asks conrad, making y/n’s face scrunch in confusion as she stands up.

“i already gave you what you asked for.”

“this was your fucking idea, fisher!” conrad stands up, leveling his eyes with the guy in front of him. he notices y/n to the side, looking almost fearful about what the two may be interacting about. “if you don’t want to pay me, that’s fine, just know that it’s now your name she’ll be screaming tonight.”

just then, something flicked on in conrad. his instinct to connect his fist with his face was awoken, carrying out the act. everyone heard the clean punch on the boys jaw, causing him to fall back into his friends arms. they push him to the side, stepping up to conrad, trying to make themselves seem taller. “yeah, let them fight your battles like a pussy. don’t even go near her again.”

conrad walks off the beach, disappearing into the grassy hills on the beach. y/n storms after him, tuning out the calls from her friends or anyone else shouting her name.

“conrad!” she yells.

“y/n, i’m just gonna go home-“

“what was that? and you’re not just walking away because you’ve been off around me for weeks. ever since he stopped seeing me,” she grabs his arm as he tries to turn away, looking at his reddening knuckles. “you’re explaining everything to me.”

she walks with him back to the fishers beach house, summoning away to a bathroom and closing the door. she takes out a first aid kit, and starts caring for his sore hand. “i’m sorry.”

“for what?” y/n asks.

“i never wanted to hurt you, and i need you to know that.”

“conrad,” she sighs. “i know you’d never hurt me. please just tell me what’s going on.”

“he’s not a good guy. at all. he was just using you. i didn’t want to break your heart by telling you so i tried to just let you down easy. so i told him to stay away from you, and he asked for money.”

y/n pauses, looking into his eyes feeling nothing but lost. she didn’t know if she should be pissed at conrad, or at anyone else. he could’ve just said something. she looks away, “oh.”

“no, no,” he says, putting his ok hand on her chin, bringing her eyes back up to meet his. “but i need you to know how much i’m falling for you. i wish i could take every second back that i never told you. but i’ve been falling deeper for you every single day. you can be pissed off or whatever you want but i needed you to know-“

she cuts of his blabbing by placing her lips against his, letting his words be cut off by the kiss. she lets his hand rest on the side of her face as he just moves deeper into the kiss. before anything progresses, she pulls away. “you’re an idiot if you think i haven’t been wanting you this whole time. i just wish you told me instead of bargaining behind my back.”

“you’ll never have to worry about that again. you’re mine now, and i’ll make sure of it.”

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lizziesquire · 2 years

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the way I’m still headass for Conrad at 26 years old, almost a full decade after I’d initially read the books. what an adaptation. the floppy hair, the way they softened Conrad and made him more likeable by sharing his perspective more so than did the books… the pining, the tortured stares, the wanting to do right by Belly. sigh

#Conrad fisher #tsitp #the summer i turned pretty #conrad x belly #Conrad fisher x belly conklin

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authoreetea · 2 years

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summer love 🧸🖼️

pairing: steven conklin x reader

summary : steven isn't that great at cooking, but he decided to try, for you.

warnings: i havent written in FOREVER so please bare the rusty writing. lowercase writing! bye this sorta sucked but i just wanted to post

it was eight in the morning at the shared summer house in cousins, and you woke up to the sound of waves and the glow of the sun through your windows.

walking down the stairs, still in your pajamas and slightly bed headed hair, the sight of steven plating some severally colored pancakes in the kitchen.

susannah, laurel, your mom, and jere were sitting in the dining table whereas belly and conrad were talking in the living room.

"good morning y/n!" susannah was the first to greet, with that warm smile you've grown to love among the years.

this gained steven's attention which brought a smile to his face. "hi pretty" he said, walking over to you to kiss your cheek.

you smiled, "you never cook, why'd you make pancakes?"

he grinned, "cause i wanted to surprise you. you're always cooking these awesome meals for me, and i wanted to try doing the same for you" he said, emphasis on the word try

you smiled at him, "awe, thank you stevie." anything you say or do brings a blush to his cheeks.

you sat down where the pancakes were set and took a bite of it. though, the texture was a little dry and it was slightly overcooked. you looked up at steven and grinned.

"this is amazing, thank you." you said, and he kissed your cheek.

"I haven't actually tasted it." he said, and took your fork to grab a bite.

he made a face, and looked at you before saying

"you lied! these are dryer than the desert." he exclaimed, and everyone around the table laughed.

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summer-fisher · 2 years

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Hc what was the situation that led to the first kiss

Thx

Why they kissed you Headcanon

I’m not al sure if I fully understood the headcanon idea but I’m writing about the situation that happened before the kiss. Like what made them/you kiss. Hope you enjoy 💙

Conrad: Dancing. You sprained your ankle shortly after summer started so you weren’t able to attend the ball dance classes. Once you were fully recovered you asked Conrad if he could teach you the dances because he already knew them from going with Nicole they year before. A lot of touching, skin to skin contact and longing looks went into those hours you practiced. When practicing the last bit, where he leans you back and holds you in that position, as he looked into your beautiful eyes he got the courage and kissed you softly. It ended up with you both on the floor and you had a good laugh about it as you were tangled with each other

Jeremiah: before bed. Since there were guests in the beach house you, Jeremiah and Belly had to stay in Conrad’s bed for a few nights. It felt like the old times. Those sleep overs with all the mattresses tightly pressed so they could all fit and sleep well. One of those nights you an Jere went to sleep early after pulling an all nighter the day before. You were both so tired that after washing your teeth, putting on pjs and getting into bed next to each other, instead of leaning in for a kiss good night on the cheek you both pressed your lips against each other. It was a short peck but it definitely woke you both up. You stood still for a couple of seconds thinking “what just happened?” And then silently leaned forward to start a make out session Steven: the car. You’d liked Steven for a long time now but never saw him reciprocate your feelings. One afternoon going back to the house he took you by surprise by placing a hand on your thigh an pulling over until the car was fully stopped. He grabbed your hand and looking straight into your eyes he confessed he was scared because you were his little sister’s best friend but he’d been thinking so much about you. After a long conversation came the awkward silence, so he leaned forward and kissed you since you were afraid to do so Belly: bonfire. You saw she was alone after the fight with Steven and approached her. You talked all night and walked back home holding hands. You could tell she was nervous and when the moment came to say goodbye you kissed her with just a peck but she came in for another one Shayla: sleepover after a party. You were drunk and liked Shayla for quite some time now. You had a whispered conversation and ended up confessing your feelings for her as she jus listened. Once you finished she didn’t say anything so you just turned around and she stopped you before you could leave by kissing you Taylor: at a party. You had been playing games all night and as the party started dying down whoever was left started playing seven minutes in heaven. A friend son the bottle and it landed on you and then Taylor. She grabbed your hand and lead you to the closet where you ended up making out for the first time

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heyyyitsmegia · 9 months

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Conrad and Belly

(Gonna make a Jeremiah and Belly one obvi).

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bluebayousblog · 2 years

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RECOVERY

(Conrad x Belly one-shot)

This is not a full on story but if you want more I’ll be happy to add on upon request

Plot: in which Belly tries to love the Conrad after Susannah

Setting: Conrad’s college apartment; 2 yrs after S1

Disclaimer: Belly is 18; Conrad is 19

Song: Ghostin - Ariana Grande

Visuals:

Sometimes for the heart to grow and recover, the best thing to do is just leave it alone.

Conrad was nervous for Belly to visit him at college, not because he hadn’t seen her since last break but because he couldn’t trust her. Usually he was the one in the relationship that struggled to take things slow, but Belly was really good at getting under his skin.

The two still weren’t together, things became weird after his mother’s passing, Conrad felt he couldn’t be with anyone if the woman he loved most was no longer walking the earth. It was hard for him to accept the fact that his mother would never be able to see him love Isabel the way that she’d taught him to, she would never see him treat her like a princess.

He had so much love to give to belly, but when Susannah took her last breathe it felt like a part of his soul left with her.

He couldn’t give her his all at the moment, and he wasn’t sure that he would ever be able to. Belly was extremely understanding when he’d distanced himself last year after the funeral, but what she didn’t expect was for him to remain that way, it had been a year and a half and nothing had changed.

Conrad didn’t expect her to wait on him while he got his shit together, she made it more than clear she was done with that when he’d pushed her way while he was dealing with the fact that his mom had been sick to begin with. He hated the idea of someone else getting close to his girl, but he knew he couldn’t be what she needed.

A knock on his wooden door interrupted his thoughts it obviously being for him as his roommates wouldn’t be back until later. He didn’t really want them to meet his friend that he had this weird relationship with. His friend that was technically up for grabs, and had just turned eighteen this past summer.

Conrad understood that Belly wouldn’t wait on him, he just hated that he had to share her.

The boy swung the door open to be faced with the most gorgeous girl he thinks he’s ever seen, he could never get tired of her beauty. It was everlasting, she’d gotten more perfect since he’d taken notice of it at the beach house two summer’s ago.

“Hey, Connie.” She gushed, completely overcome by excitement, a wide smile on her lips as she showcased all her teeth, the prettiest smile and all just for him.

This is why he couldn’t trust her, she made him feel things, tugged at his heart and made him question if someone could be this genuinely excited to see him?

“You’re finally here Belly.” He smiled.

The breathe was knocked out of him as she dropped her bags to the ground and encircled him in a bone crushing hug. Belly was definitely hugger, she left not even a slither of space between the two, it was her love language. She would never pass up a moment to have the boy completely against her. “I missed you.”

“I missed you too, Bells.” He struggled to get out as she squeezed him even harder. There was always built up uncertainty inside of him whenever he was expecting to see the girl, but when she was before him nothing else mattered, everything just felt a little easier, “You and your extra long hugs”

Belly eyebrows rose, sensing some sarcasm in his tone loosening her grip, but not letting the boy go, something she was very familiar with when it came to him.

“You being sarcastic, Con?” She murmured as she nestled her face in his neck, feeling his breathing pick up as she found a way to get even closer.

He couldn’t help but fall further into the hug, his entire body rising in temperature from her whispering in his ear. A simple hug had turned into something intimate with just a switch of tone, at the hands of Belly of course.

She had that effect on him, with just a touch he’d forget all of his restraints, trying to keep her at distance so she wouldn’t be disappointed if being with him was not what she expected. He just couldn’t help but to fall victim to her slight advances when she came around.

And the worst part was that he didn’t know if she was aware of just how badly she got to him.

Belly knew what she was doing, she liked to push her childhood friend until he snapped, just a little. He would never lose complete control, that wasn’t Conrad, he would never be vulnerable in front of anyone.

She’d gotten use to this Conrad that remained after Susannah’s passing, a stoic look always settled on his features. It was seldom he let himself show any emotions, and the only way she could change that was when she caught him off guard.

Whether it be a low whisper in his ear, her lips against his neck when she nestled her face into it, or when he was being really stubborn, a flat out kiss on his soft, pink lips.

That’s when Conrad was the most vulnerable for the girl he refused to love, when she physically expressed how she felt for him. Showing just how much she harbored inside through her actions, it was like he could feel the emotion pass through her into his body, until it clogged up every conscious thought he possessed until it was just Belly.

“You know you love my hugs.” She sighed into his ear, pressing her plump lips against it.

His hands dragged down the sides of her body stopping at her hips as he cleared his throat, trying to cover an obvious groan. Belly knew that was one of his sweet spots, and all she had to do was graze it for him to let a wall down, like she was flipping a switch.

“Come on let’s put your things in my room.”Conrad abruptly stepped away from the hug, finally getting a grip knowing better than to let her continue.

He needed to avoid this, when you let someone love you they figured out all the things that made you unwind and Belly had the means to make him unravel like a poorly knit blanket. She could do it too, there had been too many times last summer where she had him stumbling just over the edge with her kisses and the longing looks she threw his way.

The only thing stopping him from giving in was his genuine care for the girl, he knew submitting himself to her would just be a temporary high. Being able to kiss Belly was one of the best feelings he’d ever gotten the pleasure to experience, but when they had to eventually separate his mother was still sick.

And if he let her lips linger for just a little longer on his ear and his hands slide all over her soft skin, when he let her go his mother would still be dead.

He was naive when all the summer’s he spent at the beach house, not knowing that his mother’s death was waiting for him in the future.

But what he did know now, was that Belly didn’t deserve to just be a distraction for him, she deserved so much more.

“Okay, you got any closet space for me?” She questioned, leaning up on her tip toes to pet his head like a dog, something that she knew he absolutely hated.

He immediately reached over to poke her sides prompting a squeal out of her, he’d never met someone that was so ticklish all over. Knowing to not go overboard or she would literally start hyperventilating, Jeremiah had taken things a little to far one summer when they were all still in middle school.

“Closet space, Belly? You’re only staying for a few days.” He countered, looking down to see one of her duffles stuffed full of what he assumed to be clothes.

The girl never knew how to pack, she could still recount all the times her mom scolded her for just throwing random items in her luggages every time they went on vacation. “You know I need options, I gotta keep you guessing.” She said before twisting her mouth to the side.

He didn’t know exactly what she meant by that but it made his mouth dry up.

“Do you still have that full body mirror I got for you your freshmen year? You know I need something to stare at myself in, Connie.” She teased.

Belly was always bringing that summer up, it was the worst their relationship had ever been, something he was trying to avoid happening again which was why he needed her to tread lightly. “Very funny, Bells.”

The door swinging open caught there attention as a boy that was presumably one of Conrad’s roommates entered the living area that the two still hadn’t left.

“Dude, why is this bag outside of our door-“

Belly’s eyes immediately widen at the pink duffle she must have accidentally dropped in all of her excitement. “Oh my God, how did I leave that out there? Thank you!” She gasped and ran over to the guy.

Conrad watched as she grabbed the handle of the bag from Tyler who’s eyes were glued on Belly face in awe, just like every other guy did when graced with her presence.

“It’s definitely no problem, you must be the Belly Conrad’s been talking about.” He said without a stutter despite the star struck look on his face, “I’ll tell you when I heard the name Belly, you were not at all what I was expecting.”

Conrad’s eyes widen at his friends words, not wanting her to take it the wrong way, “Belly, this is Tyler who obviously doesn’t think before he speaks.”

“It’s fine, my real name is actually Isabel, Tyler.” She informed as she tried out his name on her lips. Probably making the hairs on his arms stand up while making Conrad’s skin crawl in annoyance, “Now what was that you were saying about Conrad talking about little old me?”

Conrad couldn’t lie to his roommate and tell them she was his girlfriend, so he couldn’t necessarily tell him stop staring at her like she was the rarest flower in existence. But what he failed to realized was Belly was always going to be interested in anything Conrad, and when they were good terms he was the only thing on her mind.

“Well I think ‘talks’ is a bit of a stretch for Conrad, more like a few choppy sentences.” Tyler joked stealing a laugh from her lips.

A scowl made its way onto Conrad’s face, they were getting along a little too well for his liking. He knew he couldn’t have her to himself, but he also didn’t want her anywhere near Tyler. His own brother was already a threat to him, he didn’t need a friend also being interested in Belly.

“Okay that’s enough let’s go take this stuff to my room so you can put all this shit away.” He groaned.

Belly looked over at him and sensed he was uncomfortable, that’s all it took for her was a glance and she knew something was up. He watched her grab her bag off the ground waiting as she walked passed him to follow her into his room.

Tyler grabbed his arm before he could step passed the door frame and playfully punched his bicep with a grin on his face, “You got yourself a keeper, Man.”

Belly tried to make out what the two where saying while throwing her bags into the closet, straining her ears as she caught just the last of Tyler’s words. She couldn’t help the grin that stretched across her face, it seemed like everyone wanted her and Conrad together except Conrad.

But she couldn’t change that, so she was left with the little he gave her. To anyone else that would seem kind of sad, but she knew what she was doing, she’d heeded his warnings.

The last thing Belly could ever be was a greedy person, and the little affection he gave ever so often was enough for her, that’s just how much she loved him.

“Belly, I thought you were putting that stuff away, you can’t just throw that in the closet.” Conrad scolded.

She admired so many things about the boy it was hard to remember it all, but one thing she could go without is his disdain for messes. Everything had to be organized to his liking or it would be hell on earth for whoever was in his way.

“I’ll do it later, Connie, I promise.” She whined, pulling out some sweat shorts and baby tee to change into.

She twirled her finger at him, motioning him to turn away from her. Sure she wanted nothing more but to be naked and in bed with him, but she’d never been fond of changing in front of people, she just felt stupid doing it.

Conrad immediately turned away without protest, the less Belly reveals herself to him the better. If he ever actually saw what her body looked like under her clothes he would never be able to get it out of his head, it was the only thing stopping him from becoming completely obsessed with the girl. “Belly, later will only turn into tomorrow and that will turn into never.”

“I’ll do it tonight I swear, I just want to watch a movie with you for a little.” She dragged out, surprising him when her arms wrapped around his torso as she hugged him from behind, “I haven’t seen you in forever.”

“Okay, fine, but you better do it tonight.” He caved into her pleas before turning around in her arms and facing her.

She gave him yet another one her toothy grins, and it worried Conrad that he would do anything for her if that’s what he got in return.

The two ended up watching some movie Conrad picked, Belly not really caring what was on the screen as long as she could watch his face scrunch in concentration without being caught as he watched every scene intently.

It was dark now and the colors from the television were reflecting off his eyes and face, highlighting the prettiest parts of him.

He never paid the girl any attention when a movie was on, he was serious about catching every detail claiming if he missed something there was no reason to keep watching. The most she got out of him was a few hums and short grunts of annoyance from her talking too much.

Belly was getting bored and if he was paying attention he would know that nothing good ever came out of that.

“Can we cuddle, Connie?” She tried, having no idea if he was even listening to her.

He grunted in response as she expected, but just as she was about to roll her eyes and turn away from him he pulled her against his body, wrapping an arm around her waist and locking her against him—just the way she liked it.

His attention was still focused straight ahead at the screen as she threw one of her legs over his thigh pulling him even closer still not claiming his focus at all, but she was content for the moment.

His steady heart beat against her chest distracted Belly for a while almost putting her sleep until he squeezed her body against his for split second as she heard a loud crash blare from the speakers.

She sighed when he continued to watch the movie not even realizing he’d just robbed her of a potential nap.

Conrad wasn’t sure how he felt about this movie, sure it was keeping his attention but the characters were pissing him off. Belly was being more quiet than usually, which he chose to ignore assuming she had fallen asleep until he felt her soft lips on his neck.

His entire body stiffened as he struggled to stop his eyes from rolling to the back of his head. It didn’t take much with her, she could run a finger down his chest and it felt like he was being lit on fire. “You said we were only cuddling, Belly.” He groaned as she ran her teeth down to his collarbone.

“I’m not doing anything, watch your movie.” She whispered into his skin as she moved back up to his neck, no doubt leaving marks in her wake.

The movie was no longer Conrad’s main focus anymore, shit at the moment he couldn’t even think of what had been going on for the past hour.

“How am I supposed to concentrate with your mouth on me like this, Bells?” He asked with a dazed look in his eyes, the boy was an absolute goner.

Belly had removed her lips from his neck, her head now resting in Conrad’s hands while she laid on his chest. She always made it so obvious that she wanted to press her lips to his, having no control over the way her eyes would continuously flicker to his lips. “I heard what your roommate said to you earlier.”

“Yeah?” He mumbled, staring her down as his lips curved at her wandering eyes.

She turned away from him, her back now against his chest, embarrassed at how transparent her desire for him was, she knew she needed to get a grip when it came to him, but he made it hard when he looked at her with those cloudy eyes filled with everything he would never say to her out loud.

She reached back to grab his arm, pulling it back over her body and holding it against her chest. Conrad internally sighed knowing they just dodged yet another complicating kiss, but he was still disappointed, he’d deal with his mother’s sickness and have his heart broken again if it meant feeling her lips on his just once more. “Do you think I’m a keeper?”

Belly moved to squeeze her hand together as she awaited his answer forgetting that she was holding his as well once again revealing just how much he affected her.

“Turn back around and I’ll tell you.” He spoke, his voice so deep it vibrated her entire body.

Belly let go of his hand while Conrad used it to flip her light body back around to face him. His eyes were back to normal, clear of any emotion that once resided in the orbs, like he was bracing himself, “You’re the most important woman in my life right now, Belly, you don’t know how bad I want to fulfill your fairytale but I just can’t.”

“I know, Connie.” Belly hated how beautifully he seemed to remind her of what was reality for them, the way that a noble prince would probably break a girl’s heart in a film. “But you know what I’m tired of?”

Conrad’s eyes fell to her lips as she got closer to him, their closeness contradicting everything that was being said, everything that would protect her heart when he ended up breaking it in the end.

“I’m tired of you telling me what you think I need to hear.” Belly frowned, jamming her finger into his chest.

“Belly-“

“No, Conrad, what if I want you to break my heart?” She whispers against his lips, their noses gently brushing the other.

Neither of them were sure who made the last move that caused their lips meet in a searing kiss, but they both knew who would be the one to let go, no matter how good it felt.

Belly couldn’t help but moan into his mouth as he slipped his tongue inside of her’s, causing ringing to go off in his ears. They kissed messily, practically consuming each other as he solicited little pants out of her throat. Her sounds made him close to feral making yet another sound leave her as he took her bottom lip between his teeth, staring straight into her brown eyes.

She pressed their bodies together, the two more than aware of the things that stirred within them when things got this far. She gasped as Conrad pressed his hips into her thigh, pushing his face into her neck as goosebumps spread across his body. “Fuck, Belly we gotta stop.”

The more he became accustomed to the way she tasted the harder it became to withdraw from her, which was exactly what he was afraid of.

Belly sighed in disappointment nodding her head as she moved to create some distance from Conrad, but he kept his arms around her continuing to hold her against him without another word.

And the more she was rejected by him, the easier it was for Belly to just leave him alone.

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glumfruit · 2 years

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just a little bit longer [belly conklin x conrad fisher]

ship: conrad fisher x isabel conklin - the summer i turned pretty - dual pov parts: 1/4 word count-chapter one: 1415 rating: 16+ (minor sexual content/swearing) tags: dancing, movies, fluff/angst, sexual tension, flashbacks, friendstolovers song: stay by maurice williams cross-posted on wattpad&ao3

disclaimer: i have not read all of the books all the way through, so my characterization may not be perfect! this fic loosely follows the show canon, a lil book canon, and a good bit thrown out the window and replaced by my imagination fyi. please be gentle with my interpretation of these characters and their relationship!! **this will minor spoilers of the epilogue of we'll always have summer in future chapters**

this is purely self indulgence due to my love for dirty dancing. jenny han did not have to make their wedding song(sorry spoiler) "stay," and post that tiktok, and not expect me to write this am i right.

also pls request imagines/ficlets/oneshots of tsitp!! i will be so happy to write anything for yall, just ask! kthxbye love yall and enjoy<3

1. belly

It was Isabel Conklin's sixteenth summer in that pretty blue cape cod on Cousins. Sixteen years spent next to this boy, and somehow every year she was born again. The electric in her blood sparks, positive and negative charges flowing through at a rapid pace. Her body thaws for the season. Every year, she wishes for Conrad. She keeps grasping onto a thread of hope that one year, he'll finally notice her. That it will all change. She looks over at the brunette three seats down, barely illuminated by the soft white glow emanating from the TV that sits in front of them. She notices a faint smile on his face as he watches the movie with the cloudy glimmer of weed shading his eyes. Dirty Dancing, one of her favorite classic romances to watch. The young crowd on screen move fluidly, with a depraved breeze, to a song playing loudly over the bar. She feels the music notes slide out of the speakers and into her brain, overtaking it with a hypnotic rhythm. The picture shows to be a little risque, and she can't help but feel the tiniest droplet of embarrassment paint her cheeks.

"Oh won't you,

Stay, just a little bit longer.

Please, let me hear,

hear you say that you will"

"God, I miss dancing sometimes," rumbles from his chest.

This summer, he barely speaks. And for one of the first times he directs his words at her, it's to try and mask the almost-awkward blanket of tension from watching such an intimate scene together. They used to dance. Just fine. Why did he have to miss it? Like it was a past-tense thing? He could stand up right now and dance with her. He knows she would happily follow along. Now, she thinks, all he does this year is sit in a corner, brooding, watching, standing on the outside, looking in, like a memory.

"I wish I could dance like that. It looks more exciting than anything that's ever happened to me in my whole life." She exhales out, like a whispered secret or rushed admittance. She smiles meekly as she glances over to where Conrad lounges against the sectional. He looks back, a conspiratorial twitch pulls at his lip, and speaks quietly in response.

"It's just dancing. I promise that dancing, like that, is not all it's cracked up to be. It's usually pretty sweaty, and, ah, awkward." His lips were loose with weed, and she notices such as he speaks, revealing details about himself, in which she clings onto every word about. The scene continues, and only a few minutes pass until he speaks again.

"Would you... do you.. want me to teach you?" The question flits out of his mouth carefully, lightly treading the thin line they perch upon. Is he asking her to.... dirty dance?! Hasn't she been dreaming of this for like, 8 years? Her hands start to clam up a bit, as it sinks in that this was a very real situation, not just one of her endless fantasies. His face looks so open, relaxed from the substances, freed from the deep emotion sitting locked inside of him.

"Like, right now?" She mutters in response. He nods nonchalantly and stands, rewinding the scene to the beginning so they can dance to the song. She stands reluctantly, feeling the soft threads of the carpet in her toes, pulling her back into the moment, grounding her. He walks over to her, and oh so gently rests his hands on her hips, a light wisp of touch over her floral pajama shorts. She feels sparks fly through her ribcage, soaring at the casual touch he gifts her with. "What are the steps?" She questions softly, looking up the smallest degree to glance into his eyes. Their faces stand a few inches apart, and he glides gently with the music, pulling her along by his guiding touch around her middle.

"There aren't any steps to this kind of dancing, Bells. Just go with the flow. Follow my lead." His grip tightens as he steps in even closer, now pressing up against her in a delicious way that makes all of her thoughts fog up and fade into the backdrop. She feels slightly out of place, so she rests her forearms upon his shoulders and intertwines her fingers behind his head, now letting him lead their dance. She looks down at their feet, one of his stepping between hers on beat, and focuses on figuring out where to put her soles on each step.

"Look at me. Don't look at your feet." When he says those words to her, in a delicate yet commanding way, she can't help but obey. She gazes up into his eyes, delving into the deep blue that tells her everything he can't say out loud. They move back and forth, their eyes locking on each other's, and she feels a simpering heat crawl up her spine. She should not be feeling these things about him. Even though she has accepted the massive schoolgirl crush she's been carrying around for him, she can usually steer her thoughts clear of those feelings. But right now, touching him in so many places, body flush with his, it's inevitable. Certainly so when she feels him tighten, lower, near her hips as they dance. She's going to ignore that right now, and then later, tucked away in the crisp cotton sheets of her bed, let those thoughts run wild and her imagination free. He seems to either not notice or did not want to acknowledge it, and so they keep dancing, his thigh pressing in between hers, and she never wants this moment to end. Their eyes never drop each other's hold, and they dance and dance and dance. He whispers quiet encouragement in her ear, "just like that," and "you're doing good, just relax more," and "a little closer, Belly," and she thinks she might die right there. He looks so tender, beautiful and intimate, and her brain short-circuits. His hand carefully drifts down her hip and thigh, rounding around her back to take purchase on- fuck.

Conrad Fisher, her family friend since birth, love of her life, has one hand on her hip and another on her ass. He uses the newly-sinful placement of his hand to press her further into him, pushing and pulling to the sweet croons of the music through the speakers. All she wants is for him to inch down, moving his lips to caress hers sweetly. But she knows he won't. That they'll continue on this tightrope, not willing to admit or cross a line into anything more than the almost-more-than-friends thing they currently sit in.

A delicate, breathy, almost inaudible squeak leaves her mouth, and she can't seem to feel anything but how wide the distance between his thigh and in between hers feels. Belly feels the light brush of his soft locks against her forehead as his head rests lightly against hers, always there but never pushing, reminding her of his presence. She unconsciously moves closer, like reaching blindly at something unknown, and she sees his mouth drop open a little, staring down with a lust-filled awe. They dance, just looking at each other, touching too much to be just friends, but not enough to be more, and her heart is beating so wildly that it could be her last moment on Earth and she wouldn't bat an eye.

The scene changes, and the music abruptly cuts off, stunning them frozen. They both seem to come back into their bodies, floating down from the high of closeness, and Conrad is muttering "we should.. stop." And she mindlessly agrees, even though everything inside her says she doesn't, and they plop back on the couch and finish the movie like nothing is happening. Nothing is happening, except for the slight swell in his pants, and how she feels the tightness of her shirt against her chest.

For the rest of the film, they sit in silence, accidentally catching each other's eyes a few times when they look over at the same moment. Her eyes betray her thoughts and look over way too many times to claim her glances were an accident. His face was magnetic, and her eyes were solid metal. She couldn’t help but examine the soft ridge of tension between his eyebrows, imagining what it would be like to smooth it with the tips of her fingers. He was always so concerned, blocked off. She wants to grip the tension from his shoulders and drop it onto her own, so they could share something. So she could help him. Carry the weight of his burden as her own. When the credits start to roll, she jumps up and sputters some excuse like "it's late, I should go to bed," and tries to escape to the sanctuary of her blue wallpaper to process the confusing occurrences of the night in privacy. He looks up at her standing there, in a matching pj set and fuzzy bunny socks, looking like the girl he's known forever, all he can say through lidded eyes and slurred words is,

"For what it's worth, I think yo--that was, really good."

#the summer i turned pretty #tsitp #tsitpshow #conrad fisher #belly conklin #belly x conrad #conrad fisher x belly conklin #fanfic

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number-onekidqueen · 1 month

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TSITP BOOK THREE (WE’LL ALWAYS HAVE SUMMER) SPOILERS!!!

Heard lots and lots about the song enchanted for the scene that will hopefully happen in season three of the summer I turned pretty when Conrad confesses he still loves Belly and tells her about how Jere cheated the night before the wedding.

BUT WHAT ABOUT LOML FROM TTPD??!!

WHAT ABOUT THAT??!

Just imagine:

‘It was legendary, it was momentary, it was unnecessary’

as she walks away from him and reminisces about their relationship and starts crying as she mourns them

‘Should’ve let it stay buried, oh what a valiant roar, a bland goodbye’

The camera pans back to Conrad and we see him struggling and emotional too as he looks at Belly with all this wistfulness like what we saw before in the exile scene.

And then all the other lyrics until

‘And I’ll still see it, until I die, you’re the loss of my life’

And Belly’s collapsed on the beach like she does in the book and just begins ugly crying, similar to the sobs when she calls her mother and then we have all the outro music and the episode ends.

IT WOULD BE ICONIC

In my opinion

#tsitp #the summer i turned pretty s3 #the summer I turned pretty #tsitp series #tsitp books #we’ll always have summer #tsitp s3 #tsitp show #tsitp tv series #tsitp tv show #Conrad fisher #belly Conklin #bonrad #Conrad fisher x belly Conklin #Conrad x belly #Jeremiah fisher #while I was writing this I realised this could also work for the scene literally a few hours before the wedding ig the bye bye birdie scene #where he kisses her on the forehead and is just like I’m not gonna hurt you anymore and she’s like damn why does this hurt so much #BC HES YOUR SOULMATE BELLY #anyway I feel like loml could defs work for that scene too #especially if she has some photos that’s she’s looking at while she’s getting ready and after he leaves #but I feel like it would have more of an impact in this scene imo #anywayyyy that’s all thanks so much for reading

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lemon-jellybelly · 2 years

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It’s giving me Conrad to Belly the night before her wedding:

I wish I knew you wanted me

What you do?

Could’ve made a move / If I knew I’d be with you

Is it too late to pursue?

I bite my tongue, it’s a bad habit

Kinda mad that I didn’t take a stab at it

Thought you were too good for me, my dear

Never gave me time of day, my dear

It’s okay, things happen for / Reasons that I think are sure

#conrad fisher #tsitp #the summer i turned pretty #belly conklin #jenny han #tsitp imagine #jeremiah fisher #team conrad #oc #music #steve lacy #Conrad x belly #Conrad fisher x belly conklin #Spotify

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bellyntheboys · 2 years

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Team Connie 💖

Imagine spending a summer with Conrad fisher✨✨

#jenny han #isabel conklin #belly conklin #belly x conrad #conrad fisher #conrad fisher x belly conklin #conrad x belly #jeremiah fisher #steven conklin #team conrad

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workinatdapyramid · 11 months

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august 𐐪𐑂

steven conklin x fem!fisher!reader

WARNINGS: fighting, cursing, underage drinking, shayla isn’t in this soz, angsty teens lol, mentions from scenes in the books!, reader doesn’t like taylor, book taylor personality ( show taylor >>>> )

SUMMARY: it wasn’t belly that found out about taylor and steven, it was his best friends little sister

m’s blah blah blahhhhh: we need some more steven appreciation on here… GIVE MY SWEET BOY SOME RECOGNITION!!!

take a peak ;)

this is kind of long… i kinda got carried away LOLZ SORRT NOT SORRY

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“twenty bucks she calls you jeremy again.” belly chuckles.

you, belly, and your older brother stood at the curb waiting for bellys best friend taylor at the bus stop. today was bellys 16th birthday which meant hurricane taylor visiting for the day.

you weren’t exactly fond of her ever since the summer she came to visit when you guys were 14. yes, you had to play nice with her for belly but stringing along your older brother jeremiah wasn’t exactly a good start to a friendship.

you chuckled beside the newly 16 year old as jere teasingly pushed her into you from his place beside her.

“i don’t.. i think she learned from last time.” he argued. “you think?” you teased, making a mental note that jere will infact be handing over that $20 before the end of the night.

“that’s how she flirts with you” belly mocked facing you as you both made smooching noises.

the bus pulled up infront of you guys, the brakes making a loud hissing noise.

“here she comes.” you say rolling your eyes as the short girl barely fits through the bus doors with the pile of balloons tied to her wrists.

the long time best friends squeal and hug reuniting for the first time since summer began causing you to roll your eyes even more.

jere turns toward you mouthing be nice

“belly you tart! you finally took my advice this outfit is snatched,” taylor spun the brunette in a circle admiring her dress. “isn’t belly looking like a snack?” she asked jeremiah a hint of something mischievous in her eyes.

“always.” the curly headed blonde smiled. he reached for taylor’s bag being the kind boy your mother raised him to be. taylor smirks batting her eyelashes up at the tall boy.

“thank you. you’re such a gentleman, jeremy.” she giggles.

you stood off to the side watching the interaction laughing to yourself knowing your brothers going to be $20 short when we get home.

“hey taylor long time no see.” you smiled offering the girl a polite side hug.

“omg y/n i didn’t even see you there, when did you get hot?” she questioned looking you up and down.

gosh this was going to be a long day.

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you sat beside taylor, jeremiah and belly across from you. a banana float melting in the middle of the table as belly opened her gift from her best friend. a pink bikini. jeremiah teased her about but you knew deep down he can’t wait to see her in it.

taylor takes a bite of the frozen treat as she said, “okay, so, whats the plan for tonight? where’s the party?”

“well, susannah always plans a big lobster dinner.” belly smiles as she puts the bathing suit back in the bag.

you and jere smiling towards each-other, being big fans of the birthday dinner tradition.

“boring. no.” taylor whines causing the three of you to look towards her with furrowed brows. “it’s your 16th birthday. we have to go out” the red head continued.

“no, no, no. these dinners are really, really fun.” belly tried to reason with her stubborn friend.

“yeah, and my mom had the idea to make it midsommar themed, so she got flower crowns especially made for us and everything.” you added taylor quickly glances at you then turns back towards her best friend.

“don’t you think you should be spending your birthday with people your own age?” taylor says taking another spoonful into her mouth.

“i am. you’re here.” belly said clearly annoyed by her bossyness.

“hello? am i invisible?” jeremiah cuts in trying to defuse the tension. he was really good at that. “and i guess steven.” taylor smirks. you shift uncomfortably hoping no one notcied. your brother obviously did scoffing at taylor’s remark.

you look towards belly, her already looking back. everyone in the house knows about your crush on steven the same way they knew about belly with conrad. ever since you were younger the boy was your prince charming. always being there in to cheer you up or piss you off but hey, that’s steven.

“and cams coming, too.” belly quickly changes the subject. you sigh silently thanking her.

“yay, i’m so excited to meet the guy who finally got you to take your eyes off of you-know-who.” taylor jokes.

as quickly as belly was to change the subject she quickly regretted it.

“taylor.” belly warned glancing towards jeremiah.

you coughed.

way to go taylor.

queen of making people feel uncomfortable..

“i have an idea. we can go to nicole’s big blowout at her place tonight. maybe go after dinner?” jere once again defusing the tension

you watched as taylor started at belly

“um yes!” taylor squealed in a matter of fact voice.

“woah, only if bells wants to go? it’s her birthday after all. we gotta do what whatever she wants. boring dinner or not.” you tell taylor not missing the look she gave you. you felt jeremiah lightly kick your leg under the table. you looked towards him. giving him a ‘what?’ expression.

you know how taylor can make belly feel like a side character most of the time and you’ll be dammed if you let taylor do that on her birthday.

belly smiles toward you silently thanking you for having her back.

“who’s nicole?” taylor asked jeremiah turning her harsh glance away from you.

belly smiles excited to fill in her best friend with the plans she’s made over here in cousins.

“she’s my big sister for the deb ball. she’s super nice and just really cool and fun and-

“ugh, i’m, like melting right now. can we go back to the house? i want to change into my bikini and jump in the pool.” taylor interupts belly looking at jere as she finished her sentence.

you roll your eyes standing up from the table as jeremiah says sure

taylor skips toward the car

jeremiah walking next to her as she called shot gun.

“come on bells.” you say putting your arm around her shoulders offering her a sympathetic smile.

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back at the house you, belly, jeremiah, steven, and taylor were in the pool. belly and taylor on one side jeremiah and steven on the other side.

you swam towards the two boys who were hanging off the edge of the pool deck.

“oh hey y/n/n you spying on us?” jeremiah teased. you rolled you eyes splashing him with the cold water. you hated when he called you that. stupid nickname that only reminded you of being a kid.

“stop calling me that i’m not five anymore.” you stuck your tongue out at him, he playfully did it back.

“yeah man cmon y/n’s all grown now. she’s not my little y/n/n anymore.” steven jokingly puts his hand over his heart in agony.

you dunk his head under the water in return, trying to hide your blush from him. it was moments like these where you had hope for something more. where you didn’t just feel like his best friends little sister anymore.

steven quickly comes up from the water his dark wet hair covering his eyes.

“oh yeah?” he challenged lifting you up and dunking you under the water.

you resurface hearing jeremiah and him share a laugh and a high five.

“oh screw you steve-o” you yelled splashing the boy who had your heart.

“any time any place.” he smirked.

gosh that smirk

jeremiah fake gags as your cheeks stained a pretty pink. steven always knew how to give you butterflies.

“we know you’re gossiping about us over there.” you hear taylor say causing stevens glance to change towards her.

as quickly as he gave you butterflies they were fast to be replaced with a pit in your stomach. you shift your gaze down as the two go back in forth with playful banter.

“let’s play chicken! i call steven!” taylor yelled.

you quickly moved towards the pool stairs to hide your frown from the others.

“i’m gonna go see if mom needs any help with dinner.” your voice barely above a whisper. the cool breeze causing you to shiver as you climb out of the pool

“you sure y/n/n?” jeremiah asks you, clearly noticing your mood change.

“yeah it’s fine there was an uneven amount anyways.” you grab your towel and head for the house not turning back

jeremiah turns towards belly, both teens sharing a knowing look.

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you sat on the couch of your second home sulking in your wet towel. mentally cursing at yourself for letting her get to you. you should be out there having fun. it’s bellys birthday for crying out loud.

your thoughts were soon cut short as connie, your oldest brother walks into the living room.

“hey dimples,” he says standing behind your seat on the couch, “why aren’t you out there with the others?” he asks ruffling his calloused hand through your wet hair.

you softly smile at the nickname. connie called you that ever since you guys were younger. oh how you missed your sweet brother

“taylors here.” you mutter pushing his hand away. he chuckles plopping himself down on the couch next to you. “aw, you mean your best friend?” he teases. “yeah fuck you” you shove him lightly chuckling.

“you can’t let her get to you kid. that’s just how she is” he sighs.

“yeah the same girl that hates you because you didn’t like her that summer she was like 14? that’s just how she is.” you roll your eyes doing finger quotes at the last part. connie laughs.

“why don’t you just tell steven how you feel already so you can stop sulking around all summer?” he asks.

you quickly sit up turning towards him with wide eyes. “you’re one to talk mr dark and mysterious. i don’t see you confessing your undying love for belly!” you challenge him reaching over smacking him with a throw pillow.

“i don’t know what you’re talking about… shut up.” he whispers.

you laugh shifting closer to your brother you lay your head on his shoulder. “besides he only see me as a kid anyways. i’ll always be just conrad and jeremiah’s little sister to him.” you sigh closing your eyes.

you stay like that for a while. just enjoying eachothers company. ever since april conrad’s been distant towards everyone so you miss having moments like these with your brother.

“aw my sweet angels.” you hear your mom squeal as she walked into the kitchen.

“hi mom hi laur.” you smile getting up from the couch and greeting your favorite women with a hug.

“do you need help with those?” conrad points to the brown bag full of corn on the counter.

“yes actually, we were supposed to keep dinner light but you know your mom.” laurel playfully side eyes her best friend.

“what?! it’s bellys 16th birthday.” she smiles. “and she’ll love it mom.” you smile back.

“wanna shuck these for us since your not busy?” susannah asked you and conrad pointing towards the corn.

“omg do you hear that? yeah i think bellys calling me. i gotta go hang with taylor and the birthday girl sorry love you bye!” you quickly run back outside.

“i’ll do it mom.” conrad rolls his eyes grabbing the bag.

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once outside you see steven sitting on the porch and jere climbing out of the pool. taylor and belly were probably off walking along the shore down by the beach.

jeremiah notices you and takes his leave inside claiming his need for a shower leaving you and steven outside.

“are you alright?” steven asks straining his neck to look at you standing behind him. "you kind of left in a hurry before."

you walk over sitting next to him on the porch steps.

“i’m fine conklin.” you laugh shifting your arms around your stomach. you tried so hard not to seem nervous around him but he could read you like a book.

steven chuckled looking away from you back towards the ocean. “okay.” he laughs. “but you could talk to me about anything. i’m serious i’ll always be here for you y/n/n.” he says more seriously this time.

you turn to him to see he was already looking at you. you search for something to say, anything, but you couldn't so you settle for a comforting smile. your breathe starts to quicken as you realize how close you guys were. steven noticed it too. his chest moving up and down at a fast pace.

“i just sometimes wish things were different.” you whispered half hoping he didn’t hear you but you knew he did.

“how so?” he whispered back. his gaze locked on your eyes intense.

for a moment you could’ve sworn his eyes flicked to your lips then back up to your eyes but theres no way.. right?

steven wouldn’t kiss you.. would he? no.

he just sees you as his best friends little sister. nothing more…

you're internally screaming as he slowly leans in

your eyes flutter shut waiting to feel his soft lips against yours

this is it.

finally

this is what you’ve wanted your whole life.

“oh hey y/n” you hear taylor yell as her and belly walk back up to the house.

steven quickly jumps up not saying a word as he rushed into the house.

you wanted to die.

just shrivel up and die.

you blink rappidly getting rid of the tears forming in your eyes and smile up towards the two girls.

“i’m starving! let’s go wash up before dinner.” belly smiles pulling you up from the steps and walking into the house.

it’s just one day it’s just one day it’s just one day

you kept reminding yourself as you trailed behind the hurricane pouring on your love life

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the table was littered with plates filled with delicious food. there was vases of flowers in the middle that matched with the flower crowns on belly, taylor, and your heads. the dinning room was filled with chatter and giggles from everyone getting along.

susannah and laurel sat on opposite ends of the table refilling the hungry teenagers plates. taylor, belly, you, and cam on one side and jere, conrad, and steven on the other.

“thank you so much for having me susannah! my moms says hi.” cam, bellys boyfriend smiled holding his fork up to show his thanks for the food.

you laugh along with the others as the moms interrogate bellys first boyfriend. cam cameron was the nickname everyone called him. you liked him. it’s like he fit right in with the rest of you guys. you were so happy for belly.

“why don’t you eat meat, cam cameron?” jeremiah asked the shy boy. he tries his best to seem intimidating but ultimately cracks his signature smile. classic jere.

“i like animals.” he answered simply. not bothered by all the questions thrown his way.

you adjust the flower crown on your head accidentally making eye contact with steven. you guys haven’t spoke since almost kissing on the stairs. you intend to keep it that way not wanting to have that talk.. the 'you're my best friends little sister we can't do this' talk.

you quickly look away feeling the pit in your stomach return.

“just don’t come for my leather jacket.” taylor chuckles from the other side of the table. you genuinely laughed. she was kinda funny sometimes.

your laugh quickly disappeared once you heard steven teasing her. he just always had an answer when it came to taylor didn’t he.

you finish the rest of your lobster with a sigh patting your well fed stomach.

“that was really good mom.” you said. causing sighs in agreement around the table.

“i agree! thank you too y/n. kinda glad you went inside to help cook after all.” steven said looking at you. the first thing he said to you since what happened on the porch. you look at him with a blank expression.

jeremiah changes the subject going right back to interrogating cam cameron about eating meat which ended in him quickly pecking bellys lips.

you laugh but quickly glance towards conrad who was already looking back down at his plate.

steven and jeremiah both pretend to retch. “i’m sorry i just don’t understand why anybody would want to kiss somebody who once fully shat in the bathtub.” classic steven says embarrassing his little sister.

“i was like two years old!” belly argues

“two? more like six!” jeremiah and steven yelled at the same time. the two immature boys erupt in laughter.

you playfully roll you eyes at the two while belly yells at her brother to shut up.

“i remember when i visited last summer, and you and you dared him to pee in the fireplace, and you stink up the entire house for days. do you remember that?” taylor points towards your brothers and steven. you all laughed reliving all the memories this house held.

“you know i’m thinking.. maybe we should go to nicole’s party.” belly turns toward taylor and you smiling.

“yes!” you and taylor said at the same time.

boy did you need alcohol in your system after the day you had.

after a few more jokes and steven and bells bickering everyone decided to get ready for the party.

you were touching up your makeup in your bedroom when you heard a knock at your door.

“its open” you said not looking towards the door as you reapplied your mascara.

“hey little fisher” you heard steven say as he closed the door. you almost dropped the mascara wand. you turned around facing him uttering a small hey.

“i know we are about to leave for the party but do you think when we get back home we could talk about what happened on the porch?” you could tell he was nervous. he didn’t meet your gaze at all and he was fidgeting.

“but nothing happened on the porch” you felt a pang in your chest.

he sighed, “i know but that’s the thing..” he said stepping closer to you. “i wanted something to happen.” he finished.

you swallowed. “oh” was all you could say.

you guys stood there for a while. silence filled the room.

“i also wanted it to happen. so yes, we can talk about it when we get home” you smile. you can’t believe this is happening right now.

“okay.” he smiled

“okay.” you said as he turned around to leave your room looking back at you one last time.

once you were sure he walked away from the door you jumped up and down looking at yourself in the mirror.

“fuck yeah y/n fuck yeah.” you whispered to yourself smiling ear to ear.

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gotta give it to jere he always knew how to make a scene. you and belly sat on the couch hysterical watching cam cameron and jeremiah singing horrendously along to summer loving.

maybe coming to the party was a good idea after all. “i can’t stand to watch this any longer i’m gonna go find a bathroom.” you laughed getting up from the couch.

you squeezed through all the drunken bodies dancing together on the makeshift dance floor in the living room. you found nicole standing by the drink table.

“oh hey y/n” she greets you with a tight hug. “are you having fun?” she asks taking a sip from whatever was in her cup.

“actually i really am. you sure know how to throw a banger.” you said cringing at yourself. god why are you so awkward.

nicole just smiled

“hey um where’s the bathroom?” you asked actually needing to pee after all.

“the one downstairs has a line it hasn’t moved in ages so just go upstairs! it’s right to your left!” she said.

you thanked her as you made your way towards the stairs. jeremiah, belly, and cam standing near by.

“hey have you seen taylor?” belly asked you. you shook your head no. “i'll help you find her after i use the bathroom?” you ask. she thanked you.

the music faded as you walked up the stairs of nicole’s house. yeah the beach house was big but nothing compared to this. if you didn’t ask nicole where to go you definitely would’ve gotten lost.

you opened the door on the left but it was preoccupied by a couple hooking up. you quickly muttered sorry as you closed the door shaking your head to forget the sight.

you kept looking for an open room hoping to find one with a bathroom in it.

gosh how you hated horny drunk teenagers.

you opened the last door praying to all the gods it was free and had a bathroom. you were about to piss your pants.

you opened the door and all of a sudden the urge to pee was gone.

there in the room was taylor propped on the dresser making out with steven.

your steven.

he was standing between her legs. his hands on her waist as they made out.

your mouth was dry

you couldn’t process the scene in front of you.

you wanted to crumble to the ground and cry.

“conklin?” your voice cracked as steven whipped his head around to see you standing at the door.

taylor quickly hopped off the dresser pulling her dress down.

“oh, my god- shit” steven said as you turned around and made a beeline for the stairs.

“y/n wait!” he yelled as he ran after you.

you made it to the bottom of the stairs causing a few people to look at you running away from the brunette boy.

“y/n/n? what happened?” jeremiah was the first to notice you. you wiped the fallen tears from your cheeks as belly and cam also noticed you.

by then steven caught up to you. you went to run out of the house but was quickly stopped by him gradding your wrist.

“y/n just stop let me explain-

“explain what steven?” you yelled.

if no one noticed before they definitely noticed now.

the chattering around the house quickly stopped as you yelled at steven.

“y/n please. i’m sorry it just happened.” steven tried to plead with you. regret written all over his face.

you looked at him in disbelief.

“go to hell.” your yelled you voice broke as the tears kept spilling from your eyes.

you yanked your wrist from his grasp and looked at belly. mascara stained your cheeks. “i found taylor” you whispered before walking out the door. leaving steven there, carrying your broken heart along with his..

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AHHHH TYSM FOR READING THIS!! I HOPE YOU ENJOYED ( pls be nice this is my first actual fic i’ve written! )

#workinatdapryamid #x reader #drabbles #headcannons #the summer i turned pretty #steven conklin #steven conklin x reader #tsitp s2 #tsitp steven #steven x y/n #🎫#tsitp conrad #conrad fisher #jeremiah fisher #belly conklin #conrad fisher x reader #jeremiah fisher x reader

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mvltisstuff · 10 months

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going, going, gone - c.f

summary: y/n’s the only person who can get conrad, and he realizes that maybe he’s been falling for the wrong conklin.

conrad fisher x conklin!reader

gif from @conradfiisher

a/n: this will likely have a part two, so it probably won’t end here!! no promises as to when pt 2 is out but it will be there eventually ;)) this is literally me wishing i could slap some sense into belly

part two

“hey,” y/n greets, stepping into the beach house and finding conrad unpacking.

“hi,” he smiles lightly. the past few months have been nearly impossible. trying to crack conrad open is like trying to break into a safe. it took y/n forever to be able to understand conrad, and now that she finally did, there was an undeniable spark. she could sense the tension in his mind, knowing that something had set him off. he looked like he just wanted to break down, but he didn’t want to. if he did, he doesn’t know how to put himself back together.

“you ok?” she asks, cautiously. he’s almost like a wild animal, get too close and he runs away. especially since susannah died, he hasn’t been able to find a connection like the one he had with his mother.

“fine,” he mumbles, folding a few blankets onto the couch and placing some pillows beside it.

“conrad, don’t play this game with me again,” y/n sighs, stepping closer to him. he pauses in his movements to look up at her, slapping one last piece of decor on the mantle. “can we at least talk about the exam?”

“i, um,” he stutters, unable to find the right words that have disappeared in his mind. it’s like he completely pushed out the exam, all the other events had forcefully taken the excitement from it. “i feel really good about it, but it’s just an exam.”

y/n can tell in his slumped stance that something is truly disturbing him. he looks broken, and whoever did it certainly failed to put the pieces back together. it appears that they didn’t even try. “talk to me, conrad. please?”

he stops, breaking eye contact. he can’t look at her while he tells her because she can’t see his face when he says it. he doesn’t want y/n to see him crack under the pressure again.

“jeremiah and belly were making out on my car when i came out of testing. i walked out and there they were.”

“what?” y/n spits out, thinking about everything belly had told her before. “i thought she said she moved on-“

“yeah, i did, too,” his voice breaks, still avoiding any looks to y/n. if y/n sees him falling apart over belly, y/n would probably say something. the last thing conrad wants is for belly to know the affect this had on him.

“conrad, you know you can talk to me, right?” she steps closer, wanting to reach out her hand to him but knowing he probably doesn’t want it. he wants belly’s. “anything you say to me won’t get back to her.”

he slightly turns, finally letting his eyes wander up y/n’s body until they meet hers. he’s always found a trust in y/n. she’s been there since they were little kids, but it’s always felt different. there was an innocence to her, she felt like home and he could always run back to her if he needed her. he wouldn’t be able to handle it if he ruined that.

“i’m just so tired, y/n. it’s just one step forward and two steps back. i thought we could finally be over this, but they both just stabbed me in the back. on my car, during my test, in my hoodie. my mom always said belly was destined for me, but it just feels like jere took that.”

y/n can feel the hurt as well as see it on conrad’s face. she’s able to read him so well now that he’s not afraid to open up. she feels like they’ve gotten through a door, a point where they can share secrets and find a safety net in the other. “belly doesn’t deserve you, conrad. she’s not as mature as you, and you can thrive without her, i swear.”

“i’ll be ok, i just need a break from all this shit,” he groans, allowing y/n to finally walk up to him and hold his hand. “i don’t know if we can go back to the way things were after this.”

“i know i can’t change what happened, but i need you to understand that you’re not alone. at this point, you come first to me.” he nods, and y/n can see the sunrise in his face a bit more, but his mind is still covered with darkness. “if you need anything, please call me or come see me, ok?”

“deal,” he cracks a little grin, making y/n smile a bit in return.

“take care of yourself, connie,” she says before opening the front door. she starts the long drive home knowing what’s waiting for her there.

she plants her stuff down on the counter, letting her body relax after the hours behind the wheel. she starts to clean up some of the mess that she left on the counter when she hears squeaky footsteps come down the stairs.

“hey, you’re back already?” belly says, lurking into the kitchen to lean against the frame. y/n doesn’t say anything, she just looks at her and continues to organize everything. “what’s wrong, why do you look like that?”

“honestly, belly, i’m just trying to figure out what to say to you.”

“what do you mean?” belly asks, trying to think about why her older sister could have a reason to be mad at her.

“i stopped at cousins on the way home,” y/n informs her, belly knowing exactly where she left conrad.

“y/n, you can’t be pissed off because of what he told you-“

“no, belly, i have every right to be pissed. i’m pissed for conrad. you left him in the dust and you have no shame about it.”

“it just happened, jeremiah and i. i never wanted to hurt conrad, but im in love!”

“yeah, you were also in love last week with conrad. and the week before with jeremiah. you need to move on from them, bell,” y/n sighs, allowing belly some time to build another response.

“who are you to even say that?”

“because i’ve been there for both of them! i was there for jeremiah when you wanted conrad. i’m there for conrad because you are playing with their hearts like they’re toys. i can tell your hearts not fully in it with jeremiah, but i’m not gonna let you destroy those boys even more.”

“how am i destroying them?”

“belly, wipe that innocence off your face. you’ve managed to rip apart the fisher brothers because you cannot pick which one you like more.”

“but-“

“no, belly! listen to me,” y/n cuts her off before she can try and make anything better. “you couldn’t even contain yourself at susannah’s funeral because you were too worried about conrad. i know we are all grieving, but you are acting like you’re more worried about which brother likes you more. it’s exhausting having to clean up the mess you make over and over again. you’re slowly ruining this bond for me, for steven, for mom! you know i love you more than words, but if you keep playing with their feelings, belly, this family is going to be destroyed.”

“y/n, susannah told me-“

“use susannah as an excuse one more fucking time, belly.” the room goes deadly silent, y/n sick of the excuses and victimized mentality of belly. when steven comes stepping quietly into the room, he ganders softly into the chaotic mess that has formed between his sisters. she swipes her keys back off the table, grabbing an extra bag out of the closet. “i’ll be back.”

“where are you going?” belly says, eyes full of tears from her fear of confrontation. her voice was shaky, and y/n could still feel a sting of guilt in her chest. she hated to build a bigger wall between everyone, but belly had to hear it.

“i’m going to look after conrad, because you failed to do it,” y/n ends their conversation, slamming the front door behind her and moving to the car. she left the house with a terrible tone, but someone else needed her more. belly had jeremiah, taylor, steven, laurel, anyone she wanted. conrad had y/n, and that became enough for him.

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thatonekimgirl · 10 months

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Husband behavior.

#like seriously #tsitpedit #tsitp #the summer i turned pretty #belly x conrad #bellyconradedit #bellyconrad #belly conklin #conrad fisher #mine #conrad|belly #k plus #1k

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mntalbrakdown · 11 months

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sober thoughts - C. Fisher

masterlist!

mentions of: underage drinking, cussing, fluff, smut. MDNI. piv, unprotected sex, fingering

synopsis: you were once friends with conrad until summer happened and he just stopped talking to you

wc: 5.7k

“don’t ever forget me” your little twelve-year-old self whispered to Conrad who was a year older than you

“never,” he said playing with your hair as you both lay on the grass watching the fireworks on the fourth of July. your head laying on his chest.

“y/n are you almost ready” Belly yelled at you trying to get you to hurry up for the party you were about to go to with her and Taylor

“yes almost,” you say playing with your hair and making sure each strand is not misbehaving

“chill belly being hot takes time,” Taylor says applying more lip gloss

“anyways y/n how are you and Conrad” Taylor puts away her lip gloss in her purse

“he’s an ass and I don’t even talk to him,” you said

“What did you even do,” Belly asked playing with the ends of her hair

“I don’t know we were really close in Cousins and like two years ago in summer I started to get guys' attention and all of a sudden he got distant,” you said reminiscing the best summer of your whole life you told the girls you pulled 6 boys the whole summer but that came at a cost, losing the one guy you loved

“you had a glow-up,” Taylor says looking at you and holding your hand

“yeah, she did” you see Jeremiah at Belly’s door frame which made you smile. they've been flirting back and forth

“are we ready,” Belly asked and you nodded

you all headed downstairs to see Susannah and Laurel in the kitchen probably stoned and said goodbye to them. when you arrived at the car Belly called shotgun which meant you and Taylor would sit in the back of Jeremiah’s Jeep.

“so y/n you're the driver tonight right” Jeremiah looked at you from the rearview mirror

“when am I not” you scoff looking out the window. it wasn’t a rude remark it was a sarcastic one because you don’t really do any substances. so it was common sense that you would drive

everyone in Cousins lived close to one another so it didn’t take long to hear the loud music and the screams coming from a house. the house was already spilling bright colors on the street making you excited. when Jeremiah finally parked he handed you the keys because one time he held onto them and lost them. it was a whole ordeal, you spent an extra hour at the house trying to find them when he had them in a random coat that was hung up by the front door.

“hey Steven is here” Taylor pointed out to his car seeing that they also just got here.

“who’s that next to him,” Belly asks as you were getting out of the car looking at your phone for any new notifications when you accidentally bump into a tall stature

“oh sorry,” you both say looking at each other

"con what is wrong with you" you yelled at him. it was no use when he was in his own world he stayed there for at least a week. usually, you could get him out, but something was different that summer, you couldn't change him

"leave me alone" Conrad yelled at you, he was running up the stairs and the next thing you heard was his door closed shut. it was hard to miss, it echoed all over the house

"I'm so sorry for him," Susannah said.

the plan that day was to go watch a movie that was playing in the drive-in and then play at the beach with the whole group and watch the tide as you and Conrad listened to the music and possibly help you surf. but all that went down the drain and you didn't even know why.

“conrad” you say looking to meet his gaze.

“Conrad is here, y/n let’s go, no,” Taylor says screaming ready for you to get into the car making him laugh which you missed hearing

“Taylor it’s ok,” you say as she is getting out of the car with a stank face already plastered on

“hi Conrad,” she says moving her way in between the two of you and grabbing your hand to drag you to the party

as you were getting dragged into the party you were greeted by a group of people already by the door and a couple making out at the end of the hall

“hey I'm going to go get a drink” Taylor yells at you trying to get her voice to be heard over the music. you on the other hand were ready to go to the living room just to people watch

the thing was when you were at parties you would straight b-line to the living room because although people liked to conversate, that is the last place they would go. You liked to sit there and try to find other drivers there and you would make friends with them. It was hard to talk to a drunk person because they were boring and slur their words together. Today you saw Cameron, he is always there. You grew to like him like it was hard to anyway. He was so nice and you both had things in common.

"hey" you heard his little smile in his voice

"hi cam," you say receiving a bottle of water he got you

"so who are you here tonight with" cam asked you

"Jeremiah, Taylor, and Belly," you say

"so Conrad is still being weird," cam asked

"yeah," you said a bit disappointed. you told Cam everything because he was there and being sober at a party is pretty boring

"that's weird because he is staring at us," Cam says looking over at him; making you follow his gaze. Conrad had this weird look on his face, his eyes were dark, but it wasn't because of the lighting it was something else. hatred? you brushed it off he isn't your problem, never will be.

"y/n want to play uno" Conrad yelled at you from the bottom of the stairs.

Uno was your favorite game to play at Susannah's house in the summer. It was always perfect. The adults were never there so it would make you feel comfortable with everyone else. It was when you would sit next to Conrad before he was unavailable and you two would team up without everyone knowing. In reality, everyone knew. and you both would win. you would take turns on who would win to make it seem "less" suspicious.

"so" cam says snapping you from your haze

"right duh" you laugh grabbing the mini uno you would always carry it around because it helped you make friends with people

"ooo can we play" Some random girls joined in and you said yes because you had no real reason to say no, plus uno is best played with more than two

"I'll join too," Conrad says gripping his beer rather firmly. he sat next to you on the couch ready to get the cards you shuffled.

when the games began you kept beating everyone. the games were simple, leave the best cards until the very end, unless and only if you ever need them, then go for it.

bzzz bzzz

you quickly checked the notification that came from your phone trying to not miss what was going on in the game.

"who is it" conrad asks his jaw clenching

"no one," you say giving him a weak smile, it was also none of his business because he doesn't care about you anymore

"sure" Conrad says putting a plus four that is directed towards you. so this is how he wanted to play the game? you grabbed the four cards, getting nothing that would help you against him. it was Cam's turn and he put reverse to try to protect you from Conrad

"your little boyfriend is now your new buddy," Conrad questioned under his breath

"not like you give a shit" you retort back

"you are so clueless," Conrad says making you the most confused person at the party. you just continued to play after the game ended you decided you wanted a coke. so you got up and told Cam you would be back for another round

you walked through crowded groups and at one point you saw Belly makeout with Jeremiah. taking note of that to bring up later. You than saw Taylor with another man who looked like three years older than her. When you finally got your coke you opened it taking a sip going back to the couch

"oh fuck" you let out spilling some of the coke onto your white tube top.

"sorry" you hear a familiar voice come out it was Conrad.

"we have to stop doing this or else we might actually get hurt," you say smiling at the way Conrad was trying to get napkins to clean the mess up. It was no use. your shirt was ruined.

"it's the universe trying to get us together" Conrad blurted out "I'm drunk" he tried to fix the situation, but he was never drunk, he was only ever tipsy.

"drunk words are just sober thoughts" you say looking down at your shorts to see if they were dirty.

"can we talk" conrad asks looking down at you

"yeah" you smile at him

he grabbed your hand and led you outside to the front yard where there were only a couple of people out. he saw that the stain on your shirt only got worse so he gave you his button-up shirt that he never lets go of.

"what's up," you say to him

"the stars look beautiful don't they" conrad was looking up

as a kid, you were obsessed with the moon and the stars. you had a friend that was the stars to your moon. you missed her, and you kept in touch but if you could you would bring her to Cousins. you would always talk about her to the others, knowing they would love her as well. You also face-timed her all the time. Conrad would get mad, saying that you were his for the summer and that she has you all year round. that she was selfish

"it's my time," Conrad says to your friend who was on your phone screen

"con give me my phone," you say slapping him and tugging at his hand

"it's summer byeee" he says as he pressed the red button on the phone

"i hate you," you say to him

"in your sweet dreams you do," he says cockily

"Conrad I thought this was going to be more of a serious conversation," you say trying to shake the idea of the summers you once had with the man standing in front of you

"I miss you," he says to you. sober thoughts. it took you aback it wasn't something you expected from him

"that isn't my fault," you say back with an attitude

"i know, i just got jealous" he said to you

"jealous of what con" he could have grabbed you and kissed you on the spot. he missed that name from your mouth. he craved it every day to the point he would replay voice memos you would send to him back when you two would speak

"of other guys," he said looking into your eyes to see if he scared you off, but all he saw was your face brightening up

"you were the only person on my mind con," you said to him grabbing his hand. if this was a dream, never wake him up. "you were the only thing coming out of my mouth when I was at school, all the guys that you saw hit me up are left on seen, I wanted you, I want you, I always have" you say looking at his face finally tug at his lips to form a smile

"good because I don't want to share," he says leaning down ready to kiss you. As he did he wrapped one arm around your waist the other in your hair tugging at it as you were smiling through the kiss and your hands on both his cheeks.

"get a room" Steven yelled at you two, leading Conrad to release the hand that was in your hair and flipping him off. making you laugh while you both kissed.

"let's get out of here," Conrad said to you

"i can't," you said, you had a job

"fuck the others Steven can drive them," he said in a way that he just wanted you to be by his side

"but how will they get home" you try to reason

"Steven has his keys c'mon let's go to my house, please" he kisses the top of your forehead.

"fine, but if they complain that is your fault," you say pointing at him

"that is fine by me," he says carrying you to spin you around

as you two were getting in the Jeep you started to fasten your seatbelt as Conrad did the same. He looked over at you, seeing how you adjusted the mirrors to get all the angles.

"I think this is the first time I see you drive," he says admiring you, tucking a loose strand of hair behind your ear

"get used to it con," you say looking at him, melting at his touch

"Oh I will" he whispered

you started the car, you hated driving the Jeep it was so big and excessive. But desperate times call for desperate measures. You played some music in the car for the six-minute car ride. you could feel Conrad's eyes on you the whole time, seeing how you turned and how you checked the mirrors.

as you arrive at their house you park the car and let him get out, you were collecting your things in the car to get out when Conrad opens the door for you.

"thank you" you smile, he closes the door behind you and you lock the car. he holds your hand as he heads over to the front door to open it

"hi conrad" you hear Susannah

"hi y/n nice seeing you two together again," Laurel says from the couch

"glad to be back" you smile at the two adults

"oh you are so beautiful, we missed you," Susannah said

"thank you I missed you too" you smile and let go of Conrad's hand to hug her. She was always so sweet to you

"Mom, she's mine back off, we're going to my room" Conrad says taking your hand again

"bye talk to you guys later" you scream as Conrad is dragging you upstairs

once you got upstairs you see Conrad's door. he opened it with his free hand and led you in. It was still the same. the beach aesthetic and the colors. He had the plush you gave him. it was an orange cat with a pink collar, you named it Lasnaga and you had an orange cat with a blue collar named Garfield. it was funnier when you actually named them.

"oh ignore that" he said looking at the cat

"you still have it" you question, a smile forming on your face

"yeah" it looked like he slept with it and he even still had the perfume you gifted him it was now half empty

"I miss you" you heard from the other line of your phone

"I miss you too," you say back, it was almost Christmas and it was a time when you wished you could go to Cousins, but your mom would say no. "I got you a Christmas present," you say smiling through the camera lens

"yeah, I got it, thank you" One of the gifts was a perfume bottle, it smelled like vanilla and it was your go-to scent "Thank you" Conrad says

"I don't use that scent anymore," you say picking it up

"what" Conrad looked defeated, he was spraying that scent to remember you and you switched scents. he felt betrayed

"I'll get you a new one for Christmas" You smile at him grabbing his hands which made his smile come back

"y/n" he grabbed your attention using his pointer finger to make you look at him

"yes con" one moment you were just staring at his eyes the next thing you knew Conrad was leaning in to kiss you. this kiss was more meaningful as if to pick up from lost time, from the time that was wasted on jealousy and insecurity, because even though it wasn't official that you were Conrad's, you both knew you were meant for one another

Conrad's hands went back to their respective place, one in your hair and the other around your waist. yours were on his cheek and the other in his hair.

"fuck I missed you," he says catching his breath from the kiss

conrad went back but deepened the kiss, it was something that made you happy. You kept smiling through the kiss. you couldn't believe this was happening. Conrad pulled at your hair to make you moan so he could slip his tongue in and fight for dominance, he obviously won; you were still smiling throughout the make out because you couldn’t believe what was happening. Conrad guided you to his bed, he sat on the corner making you straddle his lap.

"are you ok with this," Conrad asked pulling away from the kiss, you could see some of your lipstick on his mouth

"yes, god fuck yes Conrad," you say giggling at the way his face quickly erased his worriedness to pure excitement

Conrad continued his attack, but this time it was on your neck, making sure it would show to others that you were his, that even though people haven't seen you both together for almost two years, you guys are better than ever. Conrad tugged and took off the button-down that he gave you and the dirty tube top. You weren't wearing a bra underneath, and Conrad couldn't be more excited

Conrad carried you off the bed for a second and laid you down on his bed. your hair was perfectly sprawled on the pillow as if it made a halo. Conrad could’ve sworn he saw a little heart that was made from your hair. as you waited for Conrad to take his shirt you got the cat to play around with.

"you're so beautiful," Conrad says going down to kiss you

when he pulls away he takes off your shorts and shoes followed by your socks making you giggle at his fast antics. you were wearing a lace thong that was pink making Conrad smile.

"what's going on in that pretty head of yours,” you say reaching for Conrad's face as he melts into your touch, practically purring.

"you, you're all I think about" Conrad says smiling at you his hand traveling down to your thighs removing your panties too, and then he feels how wet you already are. he licked his two fingers as a lubricant and started to finger you. he slipped two fingers in seeing how tight you were and kept pacing in and out. you followed his fingers as they disappeared and reappeared. sucking on your bottom lip to not draw attention to his room. he looked at your face seeing how it contoured to the way the rhythm, then added more stimulation by massaging your clit.

"fuck Conrad, so good," you say almost screaming as you scratch his back with your nails

"shhh, look at me" Conrad says covering your mouth, but he loved the way your eyes looked at him "Sound so pretty but they can't hear you or the fun is over," he says leaning in to kiss you to muffle your screams.

Conrad soon leaves your mouth to go to your tits to suck on as you grab his hair for extra support. you tugged once and heard a yelp, making you want to fuck him already

he continued with his action. adding fingers as he goes. As he did you gasped, you kept your nails on his back almost drawing blood. conrad was circling your clit with his other hand to speed the process up. he needed you.

“god you’re so tight” he says looking at you with lust filled eyes

Conrad added a third finger as he saw you were about to release and reattached his lips onto yours wanting the fun to continue. he saw the way your body arched off the bed and made sure to continue the pace you were on. to make you orgasm

“look so pretty, come for me” he said spurring you on

“fuck conny” you say pulling at his hair to kiss you and something inside you snapped when he kissed you. you were leaking off his finger. when he looked down in between the two of you he saw the mess grabbing some of your liquid and putting it in your mouth

“fuck so hot” he said going in to kiss you tasting you as well

“my turn” you say with your fucked up makeup and some of your cum on the side of your mouth

“no i just really need you right now” conrad says taking his pants and underwear off as well as everything else.

“i want to be on top” you say to him biting the bottom of your lip

“whatever you want pretty girl” he says grabbing you and putting you on top of him

once you were on top of him you saw how big he was. you grabbed his member massaged him than started to glide him into your heat seeing how he threw his head back in pure pleasure

“stop teasing” he said grabbing onto your wrists and leading his length to your heat

“fuck fisher” you said mad he took all the fun out

“i’m trying to” he retorted making you laugh but that made you sink into him and turned into a loud pornagraphic moan making Conrad startled soon hearing footsteps leading to the door and a knock

“conny is everything ok” you could hear Susannah but this made the experience even better you fucked him up and down side to side to try to make it hard for him to answer his mom

“y-yeah everything is good there’s a porn scene on the horror movie we were watching- fuck” he said yelling to his mom

“oh ok” she says retreating backstairs

“you’re so dead” conrad said to you, but he never meant it. you looked so beautiful riding him as your boobs bounced up and down and saw how your hair was messily parted to the side and fell beautifully over your body. he knew you knew you looked great by the way you bit the bottom of your lip

“god you’re so big” you say looking down at him. putting your hand on his chest for extra support

he couldn’t help admire you. how your tits would go up and down and he had to massage them with his hand. the other was on your waist wanting you to go faster, but he just made your body lay against his as he took your lips with his teeth. his hand that was once on your tits went to your hair and tugged on it earning a low moan from you. the other traced his name on your back adding tickles to make you moan and hopefully come close. once he noticed your body become sloppy he held onto your waist and switched positions with him

“holy fuck that was hot” you said out loud to him

“only for you” he says leaning into your neck to suck on your sweet spot making you moan even more

he saw the way your hair fell back on his pillow. the image he once had of you will forever be tainted by this memory. the memory of him fucking you into oblivion. how his penis would go in and out of you seeing his length covered in white paint from the two of you

he didn’t know that you liked the way his hair fell from his forehead and floated in the air as he fucked you. how his arms would be veiny and how you followed them like a dog to bacon. that every time he wanted to show you something you just looked at his hands.

“fuck me harder” you said to Conrad as you dragged his face to yours to go in for a kiss. he took his free hand and started to massage your clit wanting you to come already.

“come for me again, want to see you come on my dick” he said so close to your face that his hair tickled you, his breath as well. “need you to come for me” his blue eyes following yours and how they were sparkling from pure euphoria

with one last thrust you came for him. his lips covering your mouth and when you were done moaning. his mouth was on your chin ready for another hickey. he nibbled at it. when his thrusts started to become sloppy you started to nibble at his ear. moaning in it to spur him on and saying sweet nothings like “god you’re so big” “taking me so good” “fuck me just like that”

“im yours conny, only yours” was the one that made him shoot his load into you

“oh fuck i’m so sorry” he said as he still kept thrusting into you coming down from his high

“don’t worry about it i’m on the pill” you say looking at his fucked out face and tucking a strand of his hair behind his ear

he leaned in to kiss you deepening the kiss he felt the cum that was leaking outside the two of you. when he was ready to let go you bit the bottom of his lip to see what he would do

“god you’re all i need” Conrad said going back to kiss you. when you both got out of breathe he went into his bathroom to get a cloth to clean you up

“you look beautiful from this angle” Conrad looked at you wanting to take a picture of the way your legs were open for him as the liquid oozed out of you

“get used to it” you said to him as he cleaned you up. he smiled at the thought that this wasn’t a one time thing

“oh i will” he says going to your face and peppering your face with kisses all over

he went over to a drawer he had always designated to you. it had some clothes that you left there when you would stay over. he handed you some shorts you always wore when you were here that did nothing but show your ass, but they were cute; they were white with pink polka dots and tossed you a shirt that was Conrad’s but you always used to use it because it was baggy and had your home state with it.

“i don’t want to wear that shirt today” you said

“what why” Conrad asked puzzled he didn’t do anything to that shirt

“you wear it, not in the mood to wear a shirt” you say to him mischievously. he took the hint as he was putting on some shorts and was ready to go under the covers of his bed making you follow behind

“than neither am i” he said kissing your forehead “some makeup wipes are on the nightstand by the way” he says pointing at the drawer next to you

“thank you” you say taking one and wiping your face off when you were done you threw it away in the trash can that was next to you

“so you never forgot me did you” you asked as you were going to cuddle his chest

“no never” he said looking down at you as he was turning the tv on to watch superbad one of your favorites

“and you never forgot about my things did you” you say giddily seeing what he was doing

“nope, i watched this every time i missed you” he said it as a matter of fact

“kiss me” you say out loud. and he did he leaned down to kiss you as you waited for the movie to load in. he was so delicate this time as if what he did was not him and someone else. that he would always be delicate with you

“you’re all i ever wanted” he said whispering it into you making you smile as the movie played.

you both laughed at the scenes. this movie has seen it all: your childhood, Conrad being by himself without you , and the two of you after you fucked each other. when another funny scene happened and you didn’t laugh Conrad looked down to see you asleep in his arms. your boobs were pressed against his chest and he decided it was time for him to go to sleep as well.

in the morning it was Conrad who woke up first from the rays of the sun. he then saw his clock and saw that it was only 9 am. he decided to just look at you sleep. how you would breathe and how you looked in his arms. the little smile on your face as your dream progressed. god he wished that was him making you smile. Conrad reached for his phone to take a picture of you. knowing this would be a perfect wallpaper. the way the hickeys he left on you were now visible. how you had no makeup but your hair was still as perfect as it was last night and this time noticing the locket necklace he got you from when you were kids on your thirteenth birthday

“thank you Conrad” you say hugging him once you finished opening the box that held the necklace. it was a picture of the two of you from when you were younger when you were both about seven and six.

“you’re welcome. you were practically begging for one all year” he said glad you liked his gift and ever since than you never took it off

he was infatuated with you.

“i’ll never forget you” Conrad whispered into your hair kissing the top of your head

“hey” you say in a raspy voice

“morning” he said back with a big grin on his face

“smells good” you could smell the muffins from downstairs. making Conrad laugh. he looked at you for about thirty minutes admiring you and the first thing you think about is food? “you look pretty con” you said kissing his lips. his hair was messy and his eyes were brighter today. he looked happy.

“so do you” he said smiling at you. if only you knew.

“what time is it” you ask finally rubbing your eyes. when you were done Conrad gave you his phone to look at the clock but the first thing you saw was you. the photo he took this morning. “con did you take this right now” you asked looking into his eyes

“yes do you like it” he asked looking to see if you were mad but he only saw a smile form on your face

“it’s cute i need one now too” you say trying to let go of his grip to get up and get a muffin

“no stay” he says grumpy

“i need one of those muffins, i’ll come back” you say prying at his hands

“fine i’ll race you” he says getting up and trying to find a shirt as you do the same when you did. you ran out the door fighting Conrad downstairs almost falling like ten times.

“woah” you here from downstairs

“i thought we were going to go into war right now” Jeremiah joked

“shut up” Conrad said hitting Jeremiah’s chest

“oh hey y/n didn’t know you were still here” Laurel said

“yeah I accidentally fell asleep to superbad” you say which wasn’t a lie. it was hard to lie to Laurel she could smell bullshit from a mile away.

“wait what happened between you guys” Taylor asked looking at your neck making you hide your hickeys with your hair

“nothing, we just made up” you said looking at her and the last muffin

“more like made out” Belly added which made you send her a death stare which caused you to lose the muffin to Conrad

“fuck you” you whisper to him

“oh but you already did” he said with the most shit eating grin you’ve ever seen as he eats the muffin. when you hit his stomach he hands over the muffin with a loud groan

“thank you” you say kissing him

“eww get a room” Jeremiah said

“we just came out of one” Conrad said as quick as the speed of light making you look at him with wide eyes

“I missed this” Susannah said “y’know ever since you left y/n he has never been this chipper”

“is that so” you say looking at Conrad all this time you thought he was fine especially with all the girls he dated

“so true” Steven added

“we missed you” Belly said. she meant it in the way you could finally be in the same room as all of them without having to walk on eggshells “also Cam told me to give you this” it was your uno cards from the other night

“thank you” you smile at her

“give me another bite” Conrad said as he wraps his arms around your waist and you practically feed him “thank you” he said which followed by an mhm coming from your mouth

“want to go to the beach later” you asked looking up at him to see if he would agree or not

“sure” he replied. making you already excited and smiling back at the muffin before taking a bite and feeding another piece to Conrad

“can we go at night” he questioned

“and skinny dip” you whispered for only him to hear which made him already look forward to see the moon.

“this is seriously cute” Taylor says to Belly who nods

“i love you” Conrad said to you kissing the top of your head as he saw how everyone was so welcoming of the new couple

“i love you more” you say looking up at him which made him kiss you

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a/n: part two..??

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