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courageous-she · 3 years
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Extracurricular- Charlie Gillespie
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Teacher!Reader x MusicTeacher!Charlie
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Author’s Note: Hi everyone! Just wanted to say thank you for all the love on “Needing You”! I wrote this up, a little self-indulgently, but hope that some of you will find some enjoyment from it!
It had always been your dream to be an elementary school teacher. For as long as you could remember, you would play school with your American Girl Dolls or stuffed animals as your students. When the time came for college, you’d picked a program that would allow you to get your Master’s quickly. After student teaching and some substituting, you finally had your own fourth grade classroom.
You hadn’t been at your school long, seeing as it was only October, but you’d been there long enough to meet some of the other teachers. You got along well with your team teachers, and even made a few teacher friends you could hang out outside of school with.
It was a Wednesday and for some reason your students had more energy than normal, and it was taking a toll on you. Luckily, they had Music in a few minutes, so you decided to end the lesson early and have them start getting ready for the special. They were quiet in the hallway, giving you a quick break before dropping them off at the music room.
“Hey, fourth grade!” the music teacher, Mr. G said with enthusiasm as your class approached. You students began to file into the classroom, high-fiving or fist bumping Mr. G as they passed. “Hey Ms. Y/L/N.” Mr. G said more softly to you.
“Hi Mr. G. They’re a little more energetic than normal today.” You said, providing a well needed update on the class. Mr. G smiled, chuckling lightly at the statement.
“Nothing I can’t handle I’m sure.” There was a short pause before he continued, “Got any plans this weekend?” he asked you. This weekend was Halloween and you wanted nothing more than to spend it on your couch with a bottle of wine.
“I was just going to drink some wine and watch a movie.” You replied honestly, “Why? Have something in mind?” It wasn’t unusual for Mr. G, or you could probably call him Charlie, to ask you about your plans. A little harmless flirting was normal between the two of you seeing as you were the only two 20 something teachers in the school.
“I had about the same idea in mind. Would you maybe want to drink wine and watch a movie together?” He asked, a smirk playing on his face. As you were about to respond, one of your students came over and grabbed Charlie by the hand, tugging him into the classroom. You smiled and let him know that you would text him before letting him go to teach the class.
You: 7:00 my place?
You sent the text to Charlie, having had his number from staff meetings. The two of you liked to text during the meetings instead of actually paying attention. You didn’t expect a response right away anyway considering he was teaching your students. You took the 40 minutes your kids were at music to sit in the quiet and grade some classwork.
When you went to pick your class up, Charlie was waiting by the door, your class lined up behind him.
“7:00 sounds perfect. I’ll bring the refreshments” he said quiet enough so the class didn’t hear.
“I’ll text you my address” you said, smiling, “Alright friends, what do you say to Mr. G?” you asked, addressing your class.
“Thank you, Mr. G!” rang out in unison by your students.
“Bye guys! See you later!” Charlie waved, again high-fiving some kids on their way out. You turned around as your class walked to the end of the hall and Charlie shot you a quick wink before heading back into his classroom. Friday night couldn’t come soon enough.
*****
When Friday night finally did come, Charlie texted you around dismissal to make sure your plans were still on.
You: Definitely! But I hope you know I will be in my baggiest of sweatpants
Charlie: Glad we’re on the same page, I don’t wear real clothes outside of school, its sacrilegious
You chuckled at the text, making sure to send Charlie your address and apartment number. Your students filed out one-by-one until it was only you left in the classroom. You made sure to shut down everything and turn off the lights before making the quick trip to your car.
Once home, you threw your work clothes into your hamper and got into your designated sweatpants. Knowing that you were having company later encouraged you to give your apartment a good clean, something you hadn’t been motivated to do recently. You lived alone, but you preferred it that way. Sometimes after a long day of school it was just easier to come home and not have to talk to anyone about your day.
Soon enough, the buzzer in your apartment was ringing signaling that Charlie was downstairs waiting to be let up. You pressed the button to unlock the main door and waited by your front door for his knock. When it came, you opened the door to see Charlie carrying a large pizza, a bottle of wine, and bag of Halloween candy.
“You came prepared Gillespie” you said, taking some of the items from his hands. He kicked his shoes off by the door before following you into the small living room. You set the items down on the coffee table before getting comfortable on the couch, Charlie following suit next to you.
“I told you I’d bring the refreshments, didn’t I?” He asked, pulling a corner of your blanket over his legs. You laughed, grabbing the remote and turning the tv on. Once the Netflix screen showed, you passed the remote to Charlie who gave you a confused look.
“I can’t decide on movies for the life of me, so this one’s on you” you said, opening the pizza box and grabbing a slice. You ate and watched as Charlie flipped through the movies, settling on a horror film. “Should have guessed you’d try to kill me tonight” you laughed.
“Hey, when you put me in charge of the movie, you can’t complain about what I pick” Charlie laughed, opening the bottle of wine.
“Oh! Let me get us some glasses,” you said, starting to remove the blanket from your lap. Charlie’s hand stopped you from getting any further.
“I’m fine with drinking out of the bottle if you are…” he suggested. You shrugged, not really caring about sharing the bottle with him. The two of you settled into the couch, eating pizza and sharing the bottle of wine. You definitely jumped at some parts in the movie and Charlie laughed at you each time.
About halfway through the movie, the both of you had finished eating and were now resting comfortably on the couch. However, the movie only began to get scarier as a really gory part showed on the screen. You jolted with surprise and shoved your face into Charlie’s neck, hand gripping the shirt material on his chest. 
“You can’t really be scared of this!” Charlie laughed.
“Of course, I’m scared!” you replied, voice muffled by his skin. Charlie only chuckled and wrapped his arms around your shoulder, pulling you closer to him.
“Don’t go in there!” you shouted a few moments later to the girl in the movie.
“Of course, she’s going to go in there!” Charlie retorted, “it’d be no fun if she didn’t”
“Who said any of this was fun” you replied, getting ready to hide your face against Charlie again, “I can’t watch.” Again, Charlie pulled you closer, protecting you from the demons on the screen.
As the movie ended, you let out a sigh of relief. You quickly stood and made your way over to your fridge, pulling out another bottle of wine. 
“After that movie, I need more of this, and a new movie to forget that one”
“I’m down for another movie. But you’re choosing it this time” Charlie said, grabbing the bottle from you and taking a sip. As you scrolled through the choices, you landed on one that had made you cry the first time you watched it.
“Okay, Gillespie.” You said, selecting the movie and hitting play, “Time to see you cry”
“Oh, I don’t cry” Charlie said, a smirk on his face. You made a “let’s see about that” face and the two of you settled in to watch the movie.
As the sad part began to get more intense, you stole a glance over at Charlie. You could see tears slowly cascading down his cheeks. 
“I thought you said you didn’t cry” you joked, pushing on his shoulder with your own. Taken aback by the fact that you’d noticed him, Charlie quickly began to wipe the tears from his face.
“I’m not crying, my eyes are sweating.” He replied.
“Sure, tough guy. Don’t worry about it, crying is manly” you said, leaning into his side. He chuckled at you before pulling you closer to finish the movie.
*****
Two movies and two bottles of wine later, you stood to throw out the empty pizza box and candy wrappers.
“Shit, I didn’t realize how late it was. I should get going” Charlie said, looking at the time on his phone.
“You’ve been drinking, Charlie, probably not the best idea to drive right now” you said, holding up the two empty wine bottles. Charlie gave you a knowing look.
“Let me see if my roommate is still awake, maybe he can come grab me” But before you could even let Charlie unlock his phone to text his roommate, you blurted out a proposition.
“Or you could just spend the night here” You stared at Charlie, shocked the sentence even left your mouth. It was probably the alcohol that helped. Charlie looked at you, making sure he heard correctly.
“I mean, if you’re cool with me crashing on your couch…” he spoke slowly.
“Oh no, you can’t sleep on that. It may be good for sitting but if you sleep on it, you’ll wake up with a broken back. My bed is big enough, we can share…. If you’re okay with that” you quickly added. Charlie mumbled a quiet ‘yeah’ before helping you clean up the rest of the mess. As you made your way into your room, you turned on your bathroom light. “I have an extra toothbrush you can use,” you said, handing Charlie the blue toothbrush.
The two of you stood side by side in the bathroom, looking at each other in the mirror while brushing your teeth. As Charlie finished, he made his way back into your room while you took a moment to wash your face. When you walked back into your room, Charlie was sitting on the edge of your bed scrolling through his phone.
“You didn’t have to wait for me to get in bed” you laughed. Charlie sheepishly looked up at you, locking his phone and putting in on the end table.
“Wasn’t sure what side of the bed you normally slept on” he replied. You went over to your side of the bed and got under the covers. Charlie followed suit on the opposite side of the bed. You clicked off your side lamp and turned to face Charlie.
“Sorry in advance if I kick you in my sleep” you said.
“If you kick me, we’re going to have a problem” Charlie laughed. It wasn’t long before the two of you dozed off comfortably facing each other.
*****
You woke up the next morning to your head resting on Charlie’s chest and his arms wrapped tightly around you. You laughed at the sleeping boy, noticing that he was no longer wearing a shirt. You tried to get out of bed without waking him, failing as his arm only wrapped tighter around you and a low groan came from the boy.
“Where’re you going?” he asked, voice low and eyes still closed.
“I was going to go make us some breakfast” you said. Charlie turned so his body was now facing yours, eyes still closed, and arms remaining around you.
“Five more minutes” he grumbled. “If you leave, I’ll be cold” he whined. You could only laugh.
“If I don’t get up, then you won’t have anything to eat in five minutes”
“I’ll buy us breakfast if you promise not to move” he said, voice low and soft. You replied with a quiet ‘okay’ and began to get comfortable.
“One thing though” you said, Charlie hummed in response, “When did you take your shirt off?”
“’mm like 2? Not sure, does it matter?” he asked. You mumbled a small ‘no’ not wanting to admit that you liked the feel of his warm skin against yours. You snuggled into him, hands reaching around and lightly dragging up and down his back. When you thought he’d fallen asleep, you let your hands stop, but when Charlie’s hand reached around to grab yours, mimicking your earlier motion, you continued.
You hadn’t realized that you’d fallen asleep, but you woke up in the same position, only this time Charlie’s fingers were lightly grazing up and down your back.
“Mornin’” he hummed, “Didn’t think you’d fall back asleep, did ya?” he teased. You lifted your eyes to meet his, taking in his bed head as well.
“Well, if you’d have let me get up the first time, I could have had breakfast ready for you” you mumbled, rubbing the sleep out of your eyes.
“Breakfast is ten minutes away” Charlie said, brushing your hair away from your face. You looked up at him, a little shocked he’d woken up and ordered breakfast. Your eyes met his and you watched as his fell to your lips. Your breath hitched and before you knew it, Charlie’s soft lips were on yours. 
It was gentle and quick, too quick if you were honest. But having kissed him once already now, you worked up the courage to kiss him again, this time taking the lead. You moved so that you were straddling him, his hands quickly finding a home on your hips, rubbing small circles on the skin under your shirt.
A moment later, you found yourself lying on your back, Charlie hovering over you. He only pulled away when his phone buzzed from next to you. He quickly checked his phone, looked at you, and placed a quick kiss on your cheek before getting up and pulling his sweatshirt on. Just as quickly as Charlie had gotten on top of you, he was off and out the door. 
Sliding out of bed, you threw on your sweatshirt and padded out to the kitchen. The front door opened and Charlie came in carrying two bags of food.
“What the hell did you order, Char?” you asked, grabbing a bag and beginning to open it. All kinds of breakfast foods laid out in front of you. Two arms landed their way on either side of you, locking you between him and the counter.
“Char?” he asked, voice low in your ear. Your face was warm as you turned around in the small space you had, noticing the smirk on the boy’s face. You weren’t sure how to respond, the nickname just kind of slipped out. But before you could respond, Charlie’s hand gently held your chin and his lips met yours once again. “Don’t worry” he said against your lips, “I like it”
He quickly lifted you onto the counter, slipping in between your legs and placing another kiss against your lips. The two of you stayed like that for a bit, tasting each of the foods that Charlie had ordered.
*****
As the two of you cleaned up the kitchen a little while later you asked, “So, am I going to have to compete for your attention at school?” Charlie gave you a confused look, not sure what you meant by that statement. “Considering how all the fourth and fifth grade girls have the biggest crushes on you?” you asked, a smile playing at your lips.
Charlie chuckled, coming over to rest his hands on your hips, forehead resting against your own. “You’re the only one who gets this kind of attention” he quietly said before placing a kiss on your lips. You smiled, wrapping your arms around his neck and pulling him in for more.
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undyingskies · 3 years
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Big Bear
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request: no
a/n: i hope you guys like this one, i truthfully have no idea how i feel about it but that is okay. i just had the idea and finally found some motivation to write so i did.
Quick reminder too, i have my request closed for the time being as i am struggling a bit with writers block and motivation! i have my inbox open to be able to still talk and interact with everyone but i am hoping to shave down my request list a little more before i open it up again! i hope everyone understands, i should have it open by the end of this upcoming week!
warnings: none
tagged: @mah-gah-lee​
word count: 2.7k
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Come with us to Big Bear they said, it will be fun they said.
And it was fun in the beginning, when you guys first got to the mountain. The day started off with everyone joking around and shot gunning a few drinks. Your small group of friends, meeting other small groups of friends. It was fun.
But then, the snowboarding began. And they were wrong, it was not fun anymore. It may have been fun to watch the mess you were trying to snowboard down the mountain but instead of making it down the mountain you just ended up face down in the snow.
Either way, it wasn’t fun for you. But everyone was getting a good laugh at you.
“Come on Y/N, let’s go up one more time!”
You look at your friend, giving them the most pointed eye you could muster. All of them laughing at your look.
“No. Not happening.”
“Come on please! This could be your lucky slope, besides we’re getting lunch after.”
You let the idea roll around in your head, trying to pin point the positive and negatives of going again. While there were many negatives, at this point you’ve fallen enough, what is one more time you think.
“Fine, I’ll go.” The frustration evident coming from you.
“Yes! Atta girl, let’s get going then.” With that your hand is in your friends and they are pulling you up onto your feet.
You trudge behind them, making your way to the lift. You and your friends are just alone waiting for your turn, listening to the laughter of the group in front of you.
“Dude all I’m saying is it’s weird that you’re wearing a mask with hulu girls on it when we’re in the snow!” The loud voice of the guy in front of you making both you and your friends giggle.
Your giggles getting the attention of the boys and girl in front of you. Their eyes all on you. Your giggling immediately stops, but escapes again when you see the mask in question.
“See dude! Even they agree!” The boy laughs at his friends. “I told you it’s a weird mask!”
“It is not, I got it in Hawaii! I thought it was fun!” The one boy whines out, taking being the brunt of the joke well though.
“I don’t think it’s as fun as you think, how about you ask miss giggles over there!” The same male voice says again, causing your eyes to widen. You weren’t ready to be put on the spot.
They all stare at you for a few seconds, you’re still in shock at their attention.
“Well?” The boy with the mask asks.
“I mean it’s not, not fun; but it also looks like one of my grandpa’s shirts.” You confess, your words making everyone laugh.
“See dude!”
“That’s not fair!”
“It totally looks like a grandpa shirt!”
The group of friends all begin saying at the same time, laughing at the truth your words held. The boy in the mask looks at you and says “thanks a lot.”
You smile at his words and interject back, “You wanted the strangers opinion.” Now the both of you laugh as well.
The time you had to wait for the lift went by quickly due to your interactions with the group in front of you. They hop on the lift in front of you and you can still hear their laughter as you make your way up the hill.
You can feel your nerves set in as you get closer to hopping off the lift, you would much rather not fall flat on your face this time around.
You start hyping yourself up in your head, “you got this Y/N. You can do it.” The hyping up seems to work as you feel your nerves start to diminish.
Then it’s your turn to hop off, your friend looking over at you smiling.
“Ready Y/N?”
“Ready as I’ll ever be.”
And with that your board has hit the fresh snow and you’re lunging yourself off the seat.
You’re able to steady yourself as you’re going down the hill, you’re able to slice back and forth through the snow.
You can feel the smile make its way onto your face, and your laughter leave you. It felt so good to make your way down the mountain. You could hear your friends behind you, wooing in excitement.
All of you got excited too soon, because just as you were about to make it to the bottom of the mountain, something happened and you felt your feet fly into the air.
Next thing you know you’re face first in the snow. Again.
You just continue to lay there, face first in the snow, not wanting to move yet. Just letting whatever emotion you were feeling in this moment settle in you.
You can hear another board ride up next to you and stop when it reached your body. Neither of you say a word, instead a hand starts to poke your back.
You groan. “Just leave me here to die Y/F/N. Let the cold snow, swallow me up.”
A laugh leaves the body above you, it definitely didn’t belong to your friend. First of all it belonged to a man.
You immediately pick your head up and look at the person in front of you.
“Oh look it’s mask boy again.” Then you let your face plop back into the snow, not wanting to face the embarrassment in front of a stranger.
“Oh come on, let me help you up.” The boy is laughing again, reaching out to grab your hand to pull you up.
You look up again at the boy, this time letting him help you up.
Once you’re back on your feet, you’re wiping the snow off the front of your body. The boy and you both just letting the silence overtake you.
“Well, thanks mask boy.” You say awkwardly, not knowing what to do anymore.
The boy chuckles at your words. “I have a name you know, as much as I love the nickname.”
You point your eyes at the boy again, not understanding what he’s getting at.
“It’s Charlie.” As he speaks, he puts his hand out to let you shake. You take his hand in yours.
“Y/N.” As you say your name the boy takes his hand back and goes to move the goggles that covered his eyes and the mask that covered his face off.
You feel your breath hitch in your throat at the sight of the boy, you had just made fun of minutes before. He has to be the most handsome guy, you had ever set your eyes on.
You feel your cheeks heat up with embarrassment for a number of reasons. You’re just awkwardly standing there with your mouth slightly agape, your words getting lost in your throat.
“You okay Y/N?” You just heard your name leave his mouth but you never wanted it to end. A chuckle leaves his lips at the sight in front of him.
“Uh ya, super.” You say, now removing your own goggles and mask, needing the fresh air. “I, uhh, I am sorry about earlier I didn’t mean to poke fun at you in front of your friends.”
What you didn’t know is that, Charlie’s heart skipped a beat at the first real sight of your face. The color swirling in your eyes, the pink tint on your cheeks, and the smile on your face all had him holding his breath in.
A similar pink tint making its way onto his cheeks.
“It’s not a problem, Y/N. It was funny anyways.” He admits.
“So you’re okay? That did seem like a solid fall!” Your cheeks flushing a deeper red at his words.
“Wasn’t the first time today,” you laugh, “besides that one didn’t hurt as bad as the others.”
His face falls at your words.
“Oh no,” you laugh at the look on his face, “I have like two left feet, I’m fine!”
You try to convince him, but it doesn’t look like he’s buying it. Which could be because of the strained look on your face due to the pounding in your head.
“Fine, I have a headache.” You admit just because of the look on his face. It was intimidating but once you admitted it a chuckle left him.
“That wasn’t hard to get that out of you.” You shrug your shoulders, it really wasn’t. “If you want to come with me inside, I’ll get you something to drink and some medicine.”
As nice as his offer sounds, you can’t help but be hesitant.
“How don’t I know this isn’t some ploy to get me alone and kill me?” A loud chuckle leaves him.
“That is a fair point Y/N, but would a guy with a grandpa shirt as a mask really be able to pull something like that off?”
This time you’re the one laughing loudly.
“Also a fair point Charlie.” He smiles as your words.
He reaches his hand out to you. You look at his hand then back up at him a few times.
“With your two left feet, you’re going to need some help getting to the bottom.”
You roll your eyes at his words and take his hand with a huff, letting him lead you down the rest of the mountain. This time you don’t fall.
“How are you so good at this?” You let the words leave your mouth before you can think about it. He chuckles at how blatant you are.
“I’m actually from Canada so snow boarding was a common activity in my life.”
“Oh cool.”
The both of you reach the bottom of the mountain, you except him to drop your hand but he doesn’t.
He continues to lead you to inside the resort. You pass your friends as he pulls you inside, all of them looking at you with shocked faces and giving you thumbs up.
They had witnessed the whole event from the bottom of the mountain and were in shock at the handsome boy once they caught sight of him.
You laugh quietly at their antics. Charlie looks back at you after hearing your laughter but just smiles at you.
He continues to lead you inside until he is pushing you to sit in a chair and leaves you alone with a, “one second.”
As you sit alone, you take the rest of the bulky snow clothes off. The heat from the resort making it impossible to sit in the warm clothing.
Charlie comes back up to you smiling, giving you a once over, until he is pulled back to reality and handing you the pain killers and a water bottle.
You take them from his hand gratefully. As you swallow down the pills, he goes to sit in the chair next to you following your lead of stripping of the bulky clothes.
You feel yourself gulp a little harder as he is just left in a tight long sleeve and pulling his beanie off to run his hand through his brunette hair before pulling it back on.
He was a sight to see.
He catches you staring and smiles at you. His heart skipping another beat.
“So Y/N, what possessed you to snowboard with two left feet?” The both of you laugh at his words.
“Well first of all I didn’t know I had two left feet before I got here today and second of all my friends thought it would be a fun get away for the weekend.” The two sit in silence just smiling at one another before you break it, “what brought you here?”
“Oh, uh, kind of the same thing! My friends thought it would be fun to come up here for the weekend and I’ll never turn down an adventure.”
From there your conversation explodes. Neither of you wanting it to end. It was nice getting to know each other, with every word your interest for one another growing.
The only thing that pulls you from the conversation is the darkness taking over the sky and your phone buzzing from texts from your friends asking you where you were and demanding to know what was happening with the “cute boy who watched you fall on your face.” Their words not yours.
You quickly shoot them a text back letting them know you’d leave now and would fill them in with details once you get back to the cabin.
“It looks like I’ve got to go, but it was nice meeting you Charlie” You smile, while standing on your feet. Charlie’s face falls at your words but follows your lead as he stands up and looks at his watch. Sighing at the time, it was getting late.
“Would it be okay if I walked you back to where ever you’re staying?” He pauses as you think about his offer, “It is dark outside and what kind of guy would I be if I let you go alone.”
“Another fair point, Charlie. I’d appreciate it actually.” He smiles at your words and grabs both of your snowboards even though you try to protest but he just shushes you.
It is honestly impressive how the boy was able to carry both boards under one arm, his muscles popping out. His free hand reaches out to yours and he entangles your fingers.
You just smile at him, as you begin to lead the way to where you were staying.
“So how long as you staying?” You ask him as you walk down the street that leads to your cabin.
“We’re here until Sunday, so two more days! You?”
“Oh, same!” The both of you smile at each other.
The last few feet to your cabin is just spent in silence. The both of you thinking the same things but too nervous to say anything.
You continue to lead him up to your cabin before you stop in front of your door. You just stand there as he sets your snowboard up against the wall and places his down so he can turn to look at you.
“Well, I’m glad I got to meet you today Y/N even if it began with you making fun of you!”
The heat returning to your cheeks.
“Hey! I apologized about that!” You whine out, him laughing.
“It’s totally fine!” This time he pauses and looks down at your hands which are still holding each other. “Do you think I could maybe get your number?” You can tell he is nervous due to his tone and his free hand moving to scratch the back of his neck.
“I think that you just maybe could.” A big smile makes its way onto his face, as he goes to grab his phone from his back pocket and handing it to you.
You quickly type your number into his phone and hand it back to him. He smiles at seeing your contact on his screen before he locks it and puts it back in his pocket.
“Well maybe I will see you around!” You say, dropping his hand and going to open the door. An awkward goodbye, but you couldn’t think of anything else.
It takes him a few seconds before he’s stopping you.
“Hey, wait!” You stop and turn to look at him, as he steps towards you. He leans in and the closer he gets has you holding your breath.
He places a kiss to your cheek, both of you smiling as he pulls away.
“I would like to see you again before we leave Y/N and after we leave too, if that’s alright.” You smile at his confession.
“I think we could manage that,” you lean in this time and press a kiss to his cheek, “just text me.”
Then you turn and walk into your cabin closing the door with the biggest smile on your face. Leaving Charlie with a similar smile and pink cheeks on the other side.
He laughs as he hears your friends yell at you before he walks away.
He spends the rest of the night smiling and texting you, excited to see you again. While you spend the night with a twin smile and your friends bombarding you with questions about the cute boy who had a grandpa shirt as a mask.
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Night Under The Stars
Pairing: Luke Patterson x Fem!Reader
Written: January 20th, 2021
Posted: January 20th, 2021
Warning: None
Word Count: 913
Summary: The reader is Julie’s sister which leads to her knowledge of the boys in their loft. On prom night, the reader gets stood up.
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“Are you excited for prom?” Flynn questioned as she leaned against the lockers beside yours.
Rolling your eyes, you shrugged. “I suppose. I’m more excited for Julie to go. She’s been talking about it non-stop.”
Closing your locker, you leaned against it facing her. 
“Oh, I completely agree-”
Not allowing Flynn to finish her sentence, the quarterback from the football team stood beside you, gently tugging your wrist drawing your attention towards him. Turning to face him, you raised an eyebrow in question as you sent a skeptical glance at Flynn.
“What-”
“W-I-L-L....” The cheer team seemingly came out of nowhere spelling out will you go to prom with me, for the quarterback.
His public display causing everyone in the hall to halt their actions while turning to face the commotion.
Heat quickly danced along your cheeks, as your eyes darted around the hall seeing your fellow students staring at you expectantly. As you stood in place with everyone’s prying eyes, you began shifting from foot to foot as you were overwhelmed with being uncomfortable. 
“So?” The quarterback questioned, handing you a bouquet of roses. “Will you go to prom with me?”
Nodding your head, you hummed. “Uh, Yeah.”
The hallway erupted in cheers of excitement as the quarterback raced forward wrapping his arms around your waist, lifting you off the ground as he twirled you around.
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“So I heard you got asked to prom,” Julie spoke as you walked side by side to the loft.
“Oh. Uh, yeah I did.” You muttered, your mind clouded with thoughts.
“I wouldn’t have pegged you for someone to go to prom.” She spoke, her voice laced with envy.
“Yeah, well.” You spoke. “I wasn’t expecting to go. Especially since..”
“Since what?” Julie stopped walking turning to face you with a raised eyebrow.
“N-Nothing.” You stuttered dropping your gaze to the ground in front of you.
“Uh-huh.” 
“It’s just...” Letting out a frustrated huff, you pinched the bridge of your nose. “Can you just drop it?”
Julie gasped as she placed a hand over her beaming smile. Her sudden realization taking you by surprise causing you to jump.
“You like Luke!” She whispers yelled. “I knew it!”
“Shh!” You hissed glancing in the direction of the loft. “Maybe I do.”
Letting out an excited squeal she did a little jog in place. “This changes everything!”
“This changes nothing.” You muttered while frowning.
“What’s going to change?” Reggie questioned as the rest of the boys walked out of the loft joining you and Julie.
“Nothing!” Both you and Julie exclaimed in unison, soon after bursting at the seams with giggles neither of you could contain.
“Okay...” Reggie spoke gazing between you with a confused expression.
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“Y/N got asked to prom.” Julie suddenly spoke.
“Dude!” You hissed turning to face her, hands in the air.
“You did?” Alex questioned turning to face you, not long after throwing his arms around your shoulders pulling you in for a bone-crushing hug. “That’s so amazing!”
Reggie mirrored Alex’s excitement giving you an enthusiastic hug.
Letting out a frustrated huff, Luke slammed down the items that were in his hands, before rushing out of the loft.
“What’s his problem?” You turned to face the group confusion etched along your features.
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“Wow.” Flynn and your dad spoke in unison, as you and Julie held each other's hand, carefully walking down the stairs.
“You girls look...” Your dad spoke.
“Breathtaking.” Flynn finished for him, once you both made it down the stairs.
“Okay, okay.” Your dad spoke. “Let’s get some pictures of just the girls.”
Time passed as you awaited the arrival of your date. 
“Are you sure you don’t want us to wait with you?” Flynn questioned. “We don’t have a problem waiting.”
“No! You girls go. I’ll meet you there.” You spoke, giving your sister and best friend a hug before helping them into your dad’s car.
“I’ll be back pumpkin.” He spoke kissing the crown of your head.
Standing on the porch, you waved to the car filled with people you cared about pulled out of the driveway.
Sighing you anxiously smoothed down your dress. Flynn had helped you decide on your dress. It was a silk baby pink dress with a sweetheart neckline. A strip of material was replaced with lace mesh that was decorated with pearl beads throughout it. Flynn had helped you do an elegant bun with curled tendrils that framed your face.
As more time passed by, you were overwhelmed by the feeling that he wasn’t coming. Making your way to the loft, you decided you would spend time with guys that want to be with you.
Letting out a sigh, bounded carefully down the stairs that led to the loft. Making it to loft, you lifted your gaze as your jaw fell slack, a gasp fell from your lips.
Standing before you was Reggie, Alex, and Luke, all dressed in black and white tuxes. Gazing around the loft, you were met with stars and moons hanging from the ceiling. Similar to what would’ve been at prom.
“We thought since you got stood up-” Alex elbowed Reggie harshly in the ribs. “We would bring prom to you.” 
“Oh, guys!” You exclaimed rushing towards the three guys, pulling them in for a group hug. “You didn’t have to do this.”
“We didn’t do it because we had to,” Reggie spoke. “We did it because we wanted to.”
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hellophantoms · 3 years
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And I can't forget you
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Summary: Your life changed tragically that Saturday, July 22, 1995. Almost a year has passed since the death of the people most important to you, but the memories still haunt you. And you can swear that you see them everywhere.
Reggie Peters x reader!Mercer
Alex Mercer x reader!Sister
Luke Patterson x reader!Friend
Word Count: 3054
Warning: Mention of death, loneliness, loss of loved ones, grief, panic/anxiety attack, smoking. It is a thing with few dialogues, and very sad.
A/N: Hello, this story is based on the song Y No Puedo Olvidarte, by the Mexican band RBD. I recommend you listen to the music, if you want, even without understanding the lyrics. The melody is beautiful.
For those who are following my "Mine" story, this may be a small spoiler, but nothing that in general interferes with the narrative. And for those who are not following, you can read freely. No context is needed to understand (I think).
It is the first time that I write x reader and I don't know if I did it right. And for those who don't know, English is not my first language, so any mistakes, please let me know.
What is in italics and bold are the letters of the song (translated from Spanish to English) and what is only in italics are memories.
Hope you like it. It is not very focused on couples, but relationships in general.
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In the silence of my room
I still hear the murmur of your voice
Hurting me with a sweet goodbye
Leaving me with a broken heart
You woke up scared, listening to Reggie murmuring. You turned to his side of the bed, ready to ask what he wanted, but you only came across the void. It took you a second to notice that there was no side to him in the bed, as you now sleep in a single bed instead of the double size bed you were used to sharing with Reggie.
You frowned, in your numb state, trying to remember where you were and why.
And you felt your heartbreak again.
Reggie was never there. And it never would be.
He had never set foot in the tiny apartment in which you now lived, since it was the only thing you could afford. He would never sleep next to you again...
It was not the first time that this situation had happened. You were always listening to murmurs in your small apartment. And it wasn't just Reggie's voice that tormented you daily.
You could have sworn you heard Luke's laugh every time you went to the kitchen. Alex's voice always greeted you when you got home. And Reggie's murmurs always woke you up in the middle of the night, as he used to do.
And every damn time you heard those noises, your heart broke again. It was a constant goodbye, a constant reminder of what you would never have.
A sweet goodbye, that always left a void in your heart.
You didn't know what was the worst part of your new reality.
Dealing with the loss of Luke, your best friend, was difficult. Luke, the boy who had something against his sleeves, and made you cut all the sleeves of his blouses for him... With a smile that lit up the world and with the habit of always needing to have physical contact with his friends; which took some time for you to get used to… you still remembered the last hug he gave you, just before the tragedy happened. You remembered the feeling of security he gave to you.  How you could get lost in that hug...
Dealing with Reggie's absence was extremely difficult. Sweet and wonderful Reggie. The only person who made you give love a chance. The only creature that made you believe that you could have a healthy relationship, full of love. Yeah, you knew you would never get used to living without him. Without his good humor, easy laughter, and early morning conversations. And the kisses... You still remembered the last kiss. Reggie had stolen your breath, since the first kiss. And the last one was no different. You did not know how to keep standing. You needed to remind yourself constantly that he was gone, that he was no longer there, and would never be.
Dealing with the need for Alex was excruciating.  You always thought that the two of you would die just as you came into the world, together. How do you go on living without your other half? It was as if something inside you had disappeared with the boy. You felt like tearing up your face and emptying your veins... But it wouldn't matter. Alex was not just in your blood. He was your number one companion, your confidant, and your twin. Without him, you were nothing. And remember every day that he was no longer there... You didn't know if you could live like this.
I barely sleep and I've started smoking again
Every memory is a single tear
I don't know how to keep myself standing
I always tell myself that it's the last time
You got up from the bed, intending to wash your face to try to ward off the ghosts of the past and go back to sleep. But after washing your face, you knew you couldn't go back to sleep. It would be another night awake.
Sighing, you picked up the object that you had learned to live with in the past few months, no matter how much you despise it. But it helps you relax. You went to the apartment's small window and started smoking. It had started during mourning, and you had tried to stop a few times. But you always ended up coming back on the worst nights. And every night was the worst night.
You knew that the boys would not approve of this new habit of yours, "But it wasn't like they were there to stop you," you thought bitterly. Just thinking about them, the tears came back to your eyes. It was always like that. Each memory was a tear.
You thought about how each of them would react if they saw you smoke. Luke would probably throw the cigarette box away, "It will ruin your voice, Y/N! And I can't allow that," he would probably say. Or at least that's what you imagined.
Alex would call you crazy, "Are you trying to destroy your lungs, Y/N? Are you crazy? Why are you doing this?", he would complain, walking back and forth, as he always did when he was nervous.
And Reggie...
Reggie would probably just look at you disappointing, not understanding. "Why are you smoking, Y/N? This is bad for your health... I can help you stop if you want." He would say gently.
You sobbed.
There was no use thinking about it. After all, if the boys were there to complain to you, you would never have started smoking in the first place.
When you noticed, the rest of the cigarette, unlit, was on the floor, as were you. You no longer had the strength to stand.
"It's the last time," you said, trying to convince yourself. But you knew it wasn't.
*
I've yet to find an antidote
To understand that it's all over.
You had not yet discovered the antidote to understand that everything was over. May all the laughter you shared, the tears you endured, the jokes you had, the dreams that brought you together... All this was gone and would never come back.
It had been almost a year. Everyone was moving on. And you knew that you should do the same. Even Bobby, who was almost as affected by the loss as you were, had already started to recover. But you were still a mess.
Everyone said that you needed to move on, that the boys would not want you to be suffering like that. And you knew they were probably right.
They also said that to move forward, you needed to meet new people. You had never liked meeting new people. You knew they were not wrong. That you needed to move on. However, it was more difficult to make your unconscious understand this. There was no magic recipe that would make you better at the speed that others wanted.
There was no antidote for understanding that it was over. And you needed to learn to deal with your pain on your own. You needed to understand that that part of your life was over and that nothing would ever be the way it was before.
I try to leave from this solitude
To give fate another chance.
You tried to get out of your solitude...
You swore you tried, every day, daily.
Went out again with the friends you still had. Tried to maintain the facade that everything was fine. That you were recovering.
You tried to give fate another chance.
When you meet a cute girl, you two talked a few times, met more others without planning, until the other girl asked you to dinner. You were a little reluctant before saying yes. You felt like you were cheating on Reggie, but you knew you needed to move on. And maybe this was your chance. And Reggie would want you to be happy.
The two went out to dinner, and everything was going well...
Until I wasn't.
But I fall in love again when I think of you
I'm nothing without you.
Until something, you didn't know what, but something... Something reminded you of Reggie. And that was what it took.
You felt the tears coming.
"Sorry, I need to go." You said before dinner was over, and ran off without explanation.
You didn't know how you got to your apartment, but it was just closing the door that you fell to the floor, weeping.
"I cannot do this! I can't!" You shouted to the four winds, to the empty apartment. The tears kept coming, and… oh, God, you couldn't breathe. Why couldn't you breathe?! You were gasping for oxygen, trying to stop crying, but you couldn't. The world seemed to rotate and darken. Your lungs burned, but the tears didn’t stop,
"Easy, easy, breathe with me", you heard Alex speak, as he always did when you needed to. And it seemed that he was beside you, with his hand on your shoulder, helping you to breathe. You could have sworn you heard a soft melody in the background, soothing you.
After a few minutes, you calmed down and looked around for your brother and your boys.
But he was not there. None of them were.
 *
And I can't forget you
If I see you everywhere
If in our last kiss
You stole my breath away.
 And I can't forget you
If you run through my veins
If in our last embrace
Slowly, I still lose myself in it.
Honestly, if you could, sometimes you would like to forget your memories.
Everywhere you want, there is a memory.
You couldn't go to your favorite music store anymore, as it was Luke's favorite music store. You still remembered when you took the boy there for the first time, at the age of 12. How he seemed to enter Wonderland. You would never forget the expression on the boy's face.
"This is incredible!", He said, looking at the CD's collection scattered around the store in awe. "Thank you very much! You are amazing!" 
"Come on, that's not even the best part." The girl said, pulling Luke to the other side of the store, where the instruments were.
"Wonderful!", Luke exclaimed, looking at the guitars.  And at that moment the girl knew that Luke would be the best friend anyone could have.
Luke haunts you every time you listen to a new song and instantly think about your friend, and how he would love (or hate) the song.
You thought of him whenever you needed a hug. You could have sworn that in those moments you felt the boy's arm around you, reassuring you.
Luke's memory and his love for music are what made you go back to play and write lyrics, that you knew you would probably never have the courage to sing for other people.
But you wrote. You knew that Luke would scold you if you gave up that part of your life.
You were also unable to enter your favorite coffee shop. It was you and Alex's favorite coffee shop. You discovered it together, once you were old enough to go exploring the neighborhood alone.
It was your little paradise. At least once a month the two of you went alone. Alex always asked the same thing, but you sometimes tried different things...
Alex looked at the monstrosity his sister called iced coffee.
"You know it will give you diabetes, right?", He commented, looking at the amount of whipped cream that was there. You rolled your eyes at your brother.
"The sweet calms me down," the girl replied, analyzing how you would start drinking your coffee. 
"It's not... Okay." Alex sighed and turned his attention back to his cup.
They always went there when one of the twins needed to relax.
Strange as it was, Alex had always been the girl's tranquilizer. And you were his. Whenever one of the twins became more anxious than normal, the other would be able to remain calm. It was how they worked. One always supported the other.
Despite all the fights and confusions they had, you and Alex had sworn they would always be there for each other. And you knew that your brother had no way of knowing what would happen... But every time you thought about that promise, you were angry. Alex had broken his part of the agreement, and now you were alone... You always claimed to be a lonely person, but the true loneliness was cruel...
Reggie... Reggie didn't haunt you in a specific physical place.
No, he haunted you in dreams. In the dreams you had during the few hours you were able to sleep. But mostly, Reggie haunted you in your dreams for the future.
He haunted you every time you saw a couple in the movies. Every time you listened to a romantic song... Every time you listened to a country song (you still remembered the expression on Luke's face every time Reggie showed him a new country song. You loved every song he wrote.). Every time you went to the beach...
"Have you thought about the future?", you asked as you two watched the waves.
"The only thing I know about the future is that you'll be by my side, Y/N," Reggie looked at you intently. You blushed.
"You have no way of knowing that, Reggie. We are very young. A lot can change by then."
"My love for you is not going to change, I'm sure of that," he replied firmly. You could not help yourself and kissed him, being promptly returned.
Reggie was in all the things and places you looked at.
Reggie had been your dream for the future.
The chance you had to be happy.
He was the future you wanted.
But it could never have.
And it hurt.
 *
I don't know how, I don't know how long
Forgetting you, hurts me
I don't know how, I don't know how long
Forgetting you, hurts me.
The boys' first anniversary of death had arrived.
You tried not to remember that, tried not to feel anything, but it was impossible.
It was a beautiful sunny day, almost as if nature was mocking you and everything you had lost.
You had decided to go to the cemetery, you had only been there once, at their funeral. But you knew you needed to do this.
Hoped that looking at their gravestones would make it all more real.
You walked slowly to the place. The three were next to each other. The tears were already flowing freely and you didn't even try to hide them.
There were already flowers there. And it warms your heart. At least they had not been completely forgotten.
But aside from the flowers, the place was empty. You were grateful for that. You didn't want other people to see you that way. For that reason, you had denied Bobby's invitation to go together. That was why you had denied Rose's presence there.
You needed to do this alone.
You tried to find your voice to speak. "I'm sorry I haven't been you before," started. "I just couldn't do it... Everyone tells me I need to move on. And I know I need to," You knelt on the grass. "But I cannot. I can't forget you. I see you there everywhere. I repeat in my head our good and bad times... How you were always there for me. And I remember the last moments I had with you. And how I wish I stopped you that day... " You ran the sleeve of your shirt over your nose and took the opportunity to catch your breath.
You knew it looked like a disaster, but you didn't care.
"I think about how everything would be different… But the worst part… the worst part is that I don't know how… I don't even know when, but I know that I'll end up forgetting you… And that's the worst part. I know I need to move on, but I don't want to forget you. I will no longer remember the sound of Luke's laughter, and Alex and his okay’s, or Reggie’s voice, singing in my ear… and it hurts, it hurts so much ".
You stopped to breathe and think about what you would say next.
"But I need to move on. I know that. And I think you guys know it too. I swear I will try, for you." Promised, getting up. You needed to get out of there as soon as possible if you planned to follow your promise. If you stayed there any longer, you didn't know if you would have the strength to do that.
You needed to move on.
For them. For you boys.
And you tried.
But you didn't have much time to do that.
Y no puedo olvidarte
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gloomyhearts · 3 years
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Always by your side || Luke Patterson
Chapter two ~ just look up the sky
people grow together through darkness. does this band will make it without their most important human being.
After years will everything keep the same?
Luke patterson x oc
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January 1995
Sabrina came home from school and was on her way to the garage where her favourite human beings have rehearsal before playing at the club the next day. The chords of 'now or never' blasting all the way to the front street. Jumping from her board she ran up the driveway, stopping at the door to catch her breath.
She threw the doors opened as she stepped in.
"Welcome stranger" Luke laid his free arm around her shoulders pulling her in the middle of the room.
"I don't want to push your ego but you're guys becoming better everyday," she pushed Luke's arm away when Alex glanced at them. Sending him an apologetic look.
"Thank you Brie" Reggie sending her a warm smile.
"Just the truth Reg" mirroring his smile she walked over to the couch and sat down. "What songs are you playing tomorrow?" She lay down her hands resting on her stomach. She twisted the ring Luke gifted her last year.
"Now and never is an essential. And then we will see, how's the public, their vibes and so," Bobby explains. Sabrina wasn't a fan of the fourth member to the fact that he's trying to steal Luke the show always ripping his lyrics saying negative words about them and his said words aren't any help either.
"Now or never is a hit boys I really like it"
"You just say that because you're my sister," Alex insisted.
"That's bullshit," she retorted.
"But just try 'Welcome home,'" Sabrina suggests.
"But there's a piano part," Luke remarked.
"Don't mind me sitting down here," Sabrina points to the keyboard and sat behind it.
She began to play the beginning chords as Alex softly hit on his drum.
Feeling high always chasing the light.
Calming down when everything's loud.
Adrenaline rushing through my body,
My heart beats for moment like these.
Luke plucks his guitar farster, the drums getting louder and the boys began to scream.
In the dark
We're jamming from our hearts
No regrets
Blood rushing through my head
Welcome home
Always grateful for you
The cheers
Echoing through my head
The keyboard was facing the band giving Sabrina the chance to study their emotions. Luke's eyes always laying on her even as he's walking between the other two guitarist.
Hours to go but always thinking 'bout you
Seeing you in the crowd
Brings ache to my heart.
But this band's like homeee.
Sabrina sung quietly in background every word of the lyric when her favorite passage was to come.
Some chase the fame and lose themselves
But with you I'm being grounded
Flying high and blasting through the sky
Would never feel the same without you
Their eyes glaring at her when she was the only one singing this phrase, the boys astonished by her voice froze in tracks. Her eyes narrowed to keep on playing their instruments.
Seconds later the music started again.
Welcome home
Always grateful for you
The cheers
Echoing through my heart
Welcome home
Always grateful for you
The cheers
Echoing through my heart
The chords slowly dying as Alex hit his ride a last time.
"This was spectacular" he jumped in front of his drums.
"This is.. Will you have to join the band" his hands now resting on her upper arms, shaking Sabrina lightly.
Shaking her head she just laughed. "You know I wouldn't, Lexi" she began to thickle his abdomen as he removes his hands.
Reggie agrees to Alex nodding his head steady.
"Think about it Brina" Luke spoke smirking.
"I'll think about it" the corner of his mouth turned up. He stretched his hand in front of her as she grabbed it he squeezed it slightly.
He dragged her closer by shoving his arm to his body, he leans down to her and whispers. "You smell nice today" her cheeks turning red as turned away to cover her up. Alex observes it critical.
"I've got to go. Don't stay up too late," she calls after the group. She waves to the boys when she walked out of the door Luke hold open.
Skateboarding down the main street the sky a mild orange and yellow as the sun; already dotted with stars. Sabrina was almost in her friend's street as a jolt threw her down her board she even flew a few yards; hitting the ground with a loud thud and sliding a bit more. Her skin now cluttered with abrasions on her left side. She pressed on her upper arm trying to stop the blood
The blonde girl lay on the cold pavement surrounded by tourists and pedestrians. Eyes glaring on her staring at her wounds, some chatters whereas she couldn't understand it.
In the distance she heard sirens over her loud sobbing; a wave of relief and hope floating through her tired body.
She was lifted into the ambulance and they start to drive to the hospital.
At the arrival of the car they rushed to the emergencyroom. Shifting her into a bed before taking her to the tests.
The first nurse pushing a needled for the IV into her hand when she saw her naked hand sadness overcame her.
"The..the ring" she stutters.
"There was no ring" the paramedic explained dry and shrugged his shoulders. She lost her consciousness right after.
A steady beeping was the only noise in the room. Her body covered with wires plugged into machines for her vitals. A nurse entered as she saw Sabrina opens her eyes.
"Hello dear. Great to see you. So what's your name?" she sat down next to the bed.
"Brie" she struggles to breath.
"Slow. Take your time," the nurse soothed. Sabrina's hand slightly shakes as she tries to imply. "You wanna write?" The blonde just nodded.
Writing has always helped me.
"There you go"she handed her paper and a pen.
Sabrina Willow Mercer. It wasn't her best writing but readable.
"Got this." The nurse grabbed the paper and left.
She left her three empty papers, so she began to write with all the power she has left.
Minutes later the woman came back reassuring she reached someone at home. A single tear escape her eyes as she quietly sobs. What if this are here last breaths and no one of her family was here she'd do everything to hear their voices one last time. She remembers the rehearsal hours ago.
"Your mom said she is on her way after calling your dad and collecting your brother." Laying her hand on Sabrina's arm her thumb rubbing an unscathed spot. The girl in the bed mouthed a 'thanks'.
What felt like hours of waiting her mother and the blonde boy ran into her room.
"Baby" her mom threw her body down next to the bed grabbing her hand.
"Will" Alex stumbled towards the bed reddish eyes staring at her.
"She's going to be alright, right?" He turned to the nurse.
"That's not mine remit sir" she left.
Alex softly moving next to her in the bed. "We'll make it. We always do" he pressed a kiss on her temple pulling her into his side.
Their mother started whimpering remembering what the nurse told on the phone. She gave Brian's hand a small kiss holding it near to her heart. Alex was this situation suspicious. He sniffed her scent in; the ocean breeze.
"Lex.." Sabrina's voice broke halfway.
"Psst. Let me hold you" he pressed her tighter into his side.
The girl hold the letters over to him. "When I... when I die.." the siblings whimpered in sync.
"These are for you, mom and dad and Luke" his name gave him a flashback to Luke's reaction as Alex rushed out of the garage running towards their car and leaving without a word. Luke didn't moved since then.
"Call him" she pointed towards the door giving him a resuring smile.
Minutes past when Alex walked back in. "He's coming" he took his spot again laying his arm around her shoulder.
"You sure about this?" He raised the letters and she nodded.
The shaggy haired boy arrived as Sabrina was sleeping in Alex arms. "She's alright right?" He questioned and the blonde boy shakes his head much to his dislike.
"I talked to the doctor they gave her maximally a week" his thumb brushes the tears away. "If they find a donor.." he sobbed thinking about a life without this sunshine.
"That's not true. It can't. She's so young" Luke's body fell into the chair. The Mercer mom left an hour ago.
Luke intertwined their fingers bringing her hand up to his forehead. He felt a light pressure on his hand and looked up at Sabrina. A small smile on her lips. "Hey gorgeous" he didn't cared if Alex was still with them.
"You're going to be alright. We'll find a way Brina," Luke whispers, his voice shaking.
The next day Sabrina woke up to two boys sleeping with their heads on her bed, quiet snorts escaping their mouths.
She wanted to let them sleep they need it. Flashbacks from last night crashing onto her.
The boys refused to play tonight but she insisted that's their chance, there always managers who could sign them.
'Just let it go',
'we're not leaving you here, alone.'
'don't let this chance die because of me' she retorted. As she mentions the word 'die' the time stand still, the air around them getting cold, their eyes not daring to look at her.
"Morning Will" Alex greets, his voice just above a whisper; his hand sliding through his hair trying to smooth it.
"Hey" she tried to smile.
"How are you feeling?"
"Greatest I've ever been" she sarcastically said, rolling her eyes.
The siblings laughed the first time since the whole accident. Luke awoke to them laughing and his muscles eased a bit. Seeing them relieved, laughing, this gives him hope, hope she'll survive this.
"Morning there sweetie" Alex says towards Luke who rubbed his eyes in the process of waking up.
"Morning" he yawns and stretched his arms up.
"I'm getting breakfast any wishes?" Alex stands up and began to sneak to the door.
"Pancakes" his sister calls after him.
"We're not in a hotel" he shakes his head in disbelief. The three of them erupting in laughter.
"A coffee, please" Luke adds.
Alex was out the door so Luke took the chance to climb up into the bed. His arm resting around her shoulders. Her head resting on his shoulder and his head on hers.
"I can't do this tonight without you, Brina." his voice a shaking whisper.
"Of course you'll rock this, all of you. Do it for me P." Sabrina turned on her side and rested her head in his chest, hearing his heartbeat calmed her. His right hand plays with a strand of her wavy hair. Unfortunately one of his rings gets tangled in it.
"Ouh" exclaimed the girl reaching for his hand and slowly puts his hand in front of her face. Thank God her hair is long that this is possible.
"Keep still" Sabrina points out.
She took the ring off of his finger and entangled it from her hair. Luke watching her moves closely. She let out a small chuckle.
"Where's your ring" he grabs her hand finding the naked spot around her index.
"I've must lost it. The paramedic said he hasn't found anything" the corners of her mouth dropping down, she sighed.
"No problem. I'll find it" Alex enters the room again with their drinks in his hands and a chocolate chip muffin. He reached the bed and hand them their orders.
"Can I have a bite" she made puppy eyes which always convinced him.
"Fine" he exhales holding it in front of her. Taking a large bite she smile without teeth; making kissing sounds to thank him.
The boys left around lunch due to her following tests but Alex dropped in minutes after she was pushed out of her room bringing her journal and her pencil case. Arriving back and seeing the utensils she smiled and began to write down her thoughts, forming poems and wisdoms.
Sabrina's view laid on the clock at it hit 7pm which means their show begins right now, she wishes to be there seeing them relieved and freed, dancing over the stage having fun with each other.
"Hello guys we're sunset curve" Luke was interrupted by Reggie's 'tell your friends'
"We want to dedicate this night for a special one who couldn't be here today" his mood darken slightly.
They began to play the chorus to 'now or never' and the people radiate the same energy as the band. The crowed danced to the words the band sings.
The song came to an end and Luke exchanged glances with the other guys, nodding their heads they were ready to jam 'Welcome home'.
Mid song Luke stopped singing and stared into the void. He lost his focus, frozen without her; that's when it hits him like a train it wasn't just a silly crush, he loves her.
Tears began to build in his eyes as he tried to focus back on the music.
When the last chords were played he ran out of the bar and to the place Sabrina told him she had the accident.
Earlier the day he didn't find the ring, the probability to find it now is zero but he didn't would give up until he held it in his hand.
Luke arrived to a jumbled room, nurses running in and out same as doctors. Loud chattering and beeping of machines. He rushed into her room, Alex already sat by her side. He grabbed her other hand holding it and squeezing it constantly. Sabrina tried to sat up, her hands trying to escape their grip. They all lean in closer, heads now in the middle of the bed.
"Just look up the sky. I'm the brightest star guiding the way. Watching you. Always by your side" her hands resting on each of the cheeks from Luke and Alex. Luke takes her hand and puts the ring back on her index, she slowly proceeded the gesture and it takes all her power to sent him a heartwarming smile but it didn't reached her eyes too tired.
"I love you" Sabrina's hands falling lifeless onto the bed. The machines now with a monotonous sound and a flat line. Tears streaming down their checks. Holding her hand not able to proceed that’s she’s gone, forever
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A/N: This one wasn’t a requested but I absolutely loved writing this one. I got the idea from a tiktok, the girl was listening to the song called Fallin’ by Why Don’t We for 3 hours straight. It made me listen to the song and it reminded me of Charlie for some reason which lead to the creation of this fic! To those who have request imagines know I have seen them and will get to them, I got caught up in this fic and another one for Owen, but I promise I’m going to get them out as fast as I can! I really hope you guys enjoy this one, I really love it! xoxo
Warnings: Few curse words.
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Here you are again, caught up in the moment not thinking twice. Your sandwiched between the wall and Charlie, your hand tangled in his hair, his under your thighs, and your lips moving fast and passionately against one another.
The adrenaline rushing through your veins, everything frozen except the two of you in that small corridor, hiding from everyone else.
You see this whole thing with Charlie started about a month ago, you had no idea how it started or where it would lead but here you are again, melting into his touch. Even though you always tell yourself that one was the last time when he’s finished with you.
You and Charlie were just two close friends for the longest time. You were hired to work on season two of Julie and The Phantoms as an intern for Soyon. You always loved fashion and wanted to do costume work on sets so this was your opportunity and you weren’t going to let anything get in the way of that. You jumped on the first plane you could get and made your way to Vancouver, Canada. Your three bags in tow, carrying everything you owned.
Kenny and producers had arranged for an apartment for you but it wouldn’t be available until three weeks after you arrived. They underestimated your ability to pack quickly and find a ticket out almost immediately. The only apartment having three bedrooms being Owen and Charlie’s, which they were kind enough to let you use at Kenny’s request.
It all started out so innocent, you and the boys immediately had a connection. You and Owen sharing a similar humor and personality. Charlie and you sharing the same love for nature and love for adrenaline.
You and Charlie quickly started going on adventures with one another. You started exploring the city and the nature surrounding it. Charlie being Canadian came in handy as he was familiar with the hiking trails that surrounded you guys.  
One day he came up to you, about two days before you were finally moving into your own apartment. He told you that he found a new hiking trail with a bridge and on that bridge you could bungee jump off of it. You agreed immediately with no hesitation. That’s the day that changed the dynamic of your friendship.
You felt the adrenaline pumping through your body as you stood at the edge of the bridge. Charlie’s hand in yours, a bright smile on his face.
“You ready?” He leans over and asks you as you start to hear the countdown for the jump.
“Ready as I’ll ever be.” You tell him back with a similar smile on your face. Hearing the faint count of 3, 2, 1.
That’s when you jumped. Yours and Charlie’s yelling drowning out any other noises. You bounce up and down a few times, laughter leaving the both of you.
As you come to slow down, laughter still erupting from the both of you, Charlie’s eye lock in on yours. His laughter slowly dies down as he stares through what feels like your soul. Before you knew it or could ask him what’s up, you felt his lips on yours. That familiar feeling of adrenaline pumping through your veins. You immediately reciprocate the kiss back.
That’s when it all changed. From that day on it was you and Charlie. Anytime you guys could find, his body was on yours and you couldn’t get enough of each other. On set he would pull you into empty closets, sets that weren’t in use, and every-time that adrenaline would come back pumping through the both of you.
You two had agreed to keep it a secret, it was a part of the fun. Knowing you could get caught. You also agreed that it was just physical nothing else. You never planned for the feelings to come with it, but of course like any story they did. Now here you are a month later telling yourself this was the last time; you wouldn’t let it happen again.
But your hearts beating fast and you can’t help but think why do I love this feeling?
Voices and steps break you out of your thoughts. Charlie’s lips and hands on you, making you feel more vulnerable. Your quick to detach your lips and body from his. That fire feeling fading away in the both of you. He gives you a confused look.
“People are coming Char.” You tell him, you grab his hand to pull him around the corner and out of the now occupied hallway. Your back in the parking lot of the set.
“That was a close one Y/N.” He says with a laugh.
“Ya a close one.” You tell him trailing off, beginning to get lost in your thoughts again. Charlie notices but doesn’t say anything, he had to get back to set to film in Julies garage.
“Well I guess I will see you after we’re done here. Meet you at my car tonight?” He asks you. You reach out to fix the beanie placed on his head, the stylist coming out in you. You start to fiddle with the sleeveless tank on him, trying to make it perfect so no one has an idea of what was just going on.
He laughs at your fiddling hands, grabbing onto them and pulling them away from his body.
“It’s fine they won’t know.” As much as you don’t want to admit it, Charlie knows you like the back of his hand and knows what you’re thinking even if you don’t say it out loud. He places a kiss to your forehead before he’s skipping off to set, sending you a wink before he’s gone. Heat rushes to your cheeks at his actions.
Then you’re left alone standing in the middle of the parking lot looking dazed. Savannah rounding the corner, laughing at the scene in front of her as you come into focus.
“Little sneak away fun with Charlie again?” She says sneaking up on you with a laugh at the look on your face.
“What? No? I don’t know what you’re talking about.” You tell her. She smirks at your words.
“Come on Y/N, you don’t think I’ve caught on? You two always disappearing and coming back together. You staying late when you don’t have too and leaving with him. Plus we’re best friends you don’t think I’ve noticed the way you two look at each other? It’s practically heart eyes from both ends.” She tells you, in a serious tone.
“Fine. You’re right but I don’t want to talk about it here.” She nods at your words, agreeing with you.
“My trailer?” She asks you; you follow her as she walks towards it.
That’s when you empty out all your thoughts and feelings to her. You didn’t realize how much you had been keeping in the last month. You told her how it started, the deal you guys made, and your feelings for him. And by the end of your story and all your confessions, all she had to say was,
“I think you should tell him how you feel.”
Did she not hear what you just said? How you guys agreed that this was a no feelings deal, it was for the purpose of pleasure and the two of yours addiction to adrenaline.
“I think you missed the point there Sav. I can’t, I don’t want to ruin our friendship. I would rather end it and keep our friendship than ruin it all.”
“Your delusional if you think he doesn’t like you back, you don’t see the way he looks at you. Everyone else does though.” She tells you and places a hand on your shoulder.
“You should think about it at least.”
“Okay, I will.” You tell her. I don’t think either of you believing your words. Your eyes travel to look at the clock. It read 8:02, you were late meeting Charlie.
“Oh, I got to go. Thanks for the talk Sav, I appreciate it.” You tell her and pull her into a hug.
You make your away around the parking lot pretty quickly, looking to see the mop of brown hair that you really have come to love. You spot him next to the orange car, he refused to admit was a weird color. Your eyes land on him and then quickly to the figure standing in front of him with her hands on his arm laughing.
You stop dead in your tracks, your heart dropping into your stomach. Your throat tightening at the scene, hands sweaty and shaking by your sides. You don’t want to feel like this, you know you two promised each other that what you had was nothing. He was allowed to look and talk to other girls, but you can’t shake the feeling in your stomach.
Charlie looks up and notices you standing back just looking at the scene in front of you.  A smile makes its way onto his face at the sight of you. He quickly moves to the side of the girl, gently pushing her away, and is walking towards you.
“Hey Y/N, ready to go?” He asks you, stopping once he is in front of you. He grabs your hand but you quickly slip yours out of his. He frowns at your action but quickly composes himself.
He places his hand on your lower back and walks you to the car, opening the passenger door for you. You slide in, awkwardly smiling at the girl just standing there watching the interaction between the two of you.
“Well it was nice meeting you Josie, see you around.” He tells her, sending her a quick wave before he jumps  into the driver’s seat of the car and starts the engine. Not looking back at her once.
The two of you sit in silence, you consumed in your thoughts and him just confused by your actions. He tries to place his hand on your thigh but you move it out of reach. Another frown makes his way onto his face.
He makes the drive to your apartment, you agreed to go there tonight because Owen had an early day and would be at the boys apartment. He was already suspicious of the two of you so Charlie didn’t want to risk trying to sneak you in.
You quickly unbuckle your seat belt and hop out of the car. You keep a quick pace as you make your way into your apartment building. Charlie has to jog to catch up with you, seriously confused at your actions. He doesn’t know why you’re acting like this.
As you make your way into your apartment opening the door, Charlie takes the advantage of the moment and presses his body against yours. His lips finding their way onto your neck, trailing kisses up and down them. You freeze at the contact of him against you, basking in the pleasure for a second.
Your thoughts catch up with you and you move fast to get your body away from his. He stumbles at the loss of contact. He tries to reach for you again, the third time that night and you slip out of it again.
Charlie starts to feel frustrated at your actions, not knowing why you’re acting that way and starting to get nervous he did something wrong.
He goes to stand in front of  but you quickly make your way around him and into the kitchen. He’s right on your heel though.
“Okay Y/N what gives? Why are you acting so weird? We were fine earlier so what happened?” He asks you and you can hear the frustration and confusion laced in his tone.
You shake your head, trying to brush it off.
“Nothing, everything’s fine.” You tell him, pouring water into a cup. He takes it out of your hand and places it besides you. He has you turn to face him. The two of you are chest to chest, his arms placed on both sides of you so you can’t escape him or avoid eye contact.
He leans into kiss you but you turn your head fast, his lips making contact with your cheek. The frustration Charlie feels starts to boil over.
“Everything’s fine? Are you sure about that Y/N you won’t look at me or let me touch you!! What is going on?” He asks you, slightly yelling at this point.
You shove him off of you and walk past him. You don’t want to do this with him, not now. Well never really but at some point, you knew you would have too.
You lean your head against your fridge, letting out a sigh before you turn to look back at him.
“I can’t do this anymore Char, we’ve got to stop whatever this is between us.” His face falls at your words.
“What do you mean you can’t do this anymore? I thought we were having fun, just this morning it was fine...” He says slowly taking a step towards you. You put your hand up to stop him from walking closer.
“I know, but the more I think about it the more I need to stop it. Neither of us knew where this would lead when we started it and I just can’t do it anymore.” You let out with a sigh. Charlie feels sadness overcome him; his heart feels like it’s breaking a little bit.
Little did you know how Charlie was feeling. He never wanted to make the deal of keeping it just physical, but he agreed with you not wanting to ruin your friendship or stop what was happening between the two of you. He was just happy that he was getting a piece of you to himself. Charlie had fallen for you pretty much the second he saw you and heard your laugh.
“That doesn’t feel like a real reason Y/N, just an excuse. If you give me the real reason then fine, we’ll end this and we will just go back to being just friends. But I need a reason not an excuse before I leave.” He tells you, sounding desperate.
You don’t want to tell him the real reason. You don’t want to ruin the friendship you two have. It wouldn’t be the same if you told him, you two couldn’t just go back to being two friends if he knew your real feelings.
“That is the real reason Charlie.” You tell him, dropping your hand and looking down at your feet. You couldn’t handle his stare anymore.
You watch his feet walk towards you. His hand being placed under your chin, forcing you to look up at him.
“That’s bullshit and you know it. Please just tell me.” He says just above a whisper, he no longer feels upset. He’s just sad.
You just sigh. You didn’t know what to do, the look on his face breaks your heart. You didn’t want to hurt him or make him sad and you can’t understand why this is doing that to him. You can feel the frustration boiling up in you.
You shove him off of you. You start pacing around your island.
“Tell you Charlie! You really want to know why?” This time you’re the one yelling. You can’t help but feel frustrated at your feelings and confusion. All he does is nod yes.
“Because Charlie! You make me reckless! The feeling of you and I together makes me reckless! I’ve been putting my job on the line to sneak around with you, I’m lying to my friends about what I’m doing when I am with you. I’m lying to myself and you!” You tell.
“What does that even mean Y/N, you’re lying to me?” He asks, his voice slightly raised.
“I love you, you idiot! I’ve been lying about my feelings to the both of us! I can’t do this anymore, this no feelings only physical stuff! It’s not fair to me.” You get quieter at the end of your confession.
Silence fills the air, neither of you say a word. He is just looking at you in shock. You standing on the other side of the island, your arms placed limply on the sides of your body. You look completely defeated.
Charlie doesn’t say a word just steps towards again. Again you lift your arms up, hoping to stop him. He grabs your hands.
“Would you just please let me get close to you?” He asks desperate. You let out a sigh and allow him to come closer.
He drops your hands and places his onto your cheeks, not allowing your head to fall so he could maintain eye contact with you.
“You don’t think I feel the same? Something about you makes me feel insane. I can’t control myself around you, I get a rush of adrenaline anytime I’m with you.” His confession being met with another cloud of silence.
You don’t know what to say, you just keep looking at him. You can see his eyes looking at you desperately, looking around your face hoping he could understand what you’re feeling based on your features. He can’t though.
“Please say something.” He practically begs.
“I don’t-, I don’t know what to say...” You trail off.
“Tell me you feel the same, you just admitted you loved me. Why can’t you admit you want more and that you feel the same adrenaline.” He tells you.
“Charlie...” You trail off. “You know I feel the same way about you. This whole time. You’re like a breath of fresh air, it’s never boring with you, the more we got together the more I needed you. I’m scared though, I’ve never felt like this before. Plus there are so many girls who you could get, why me?”
“Why you? Because Y/N, I’ve never met someone like you. You match me on every level, your love for adventure, your humor. You’re so sweet, you never hesitate to act in kindness rather than anything else no matter the situation. I love you. I have loved you pretty much since the minute I saw you.” He tells you. He places his forehead on yours, both of you breathing harder than usual due to the feeling of adrenaline rushing through the both of you because of your confessions.
“Will you please let me kiss you.” He asks you again the desperation laced in his words. You nod your head yes.
That’s when his lips meet yours, in the most passionate kiss the two of you have ever shared. His hands make their way down to your waist pulling you closer, as yours make their way up to the nape of his neck and entangling in his hair. You can feel the both of you pouring all your emotions into this kiss, letting each other know that both of your confessions are true.
You pull apart breathing heavy.
“Make me a promise, tell me that you’ll stay with me.” You tell him, your insecurities getting the best of you for a moment. He smiles at you though.
“Of course baby, I’m not scared to jump in if you want to.” He tells you, pulling you in for another kiss.
“Let’s just keep falling in love for the hell of it.” He tells you as you pull apart, his signature smirk plastered across his face, and he sends you a wink.
You laugh at his words.
“Ya of course, just for the hell of it.” You laugh as you pull him back into you, placing another kiss on his lips.
You pull apart and make your way to sit on the couch to just enjoy the company of each other. He places his head in your lap, you immediately start to run your fingers through his hair as if it’s second nature. He smiles at your actions and leans into your touch more.
“I guess I have to tell Owen he was right. I owe him 10 bucks.” Charlie says breaking the silence.
“What do you mean you owe him 10 bucks??” You say confused.
“Well you see, Owen and I may have made a bet about me falling for you. He said the minute you walked in the door and he saw my face when I looked at you, and he knew I was falling for you. I didn’t believe him.” You nod your head, encouraging him to continue the story.
“Then basically he bet me that I would  fall for you before the end of this year. I didn’t think us hooking up counted since it was a secret so I wasn’t gonna tell him he won. But I guess I have to now.” He says scratching the back of his neck as a nervous habit.
You laugh at his words, only Charlie would make such a bet. The adrenaline junkie and his competitiveness always getting the best of him.
“You’re not mad?” He asks you at hearing your laughter.
“Not at all, that is such a Gillespie move.” You tell him, leaning down to place your lips on his.
You can’t help but laugh at Charlie’s antics, truly he is the only person who would engage in such a thing. But that’s just another reason why you’ve fallen for the boy.
Charlie switches positions so he’s sitting next to you rather laying on top of you. He throws his arm over your shoulders and pulls you into him. You lay your head on his chest, you smile and you feel him press a kiss to your head. This is just another start to a wonderful adventure with Mr. Charlie Gillespie.
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undyingskies · 3 years
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Handsome
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request: yes, “Could you do a Charlie Gillespie imagine, of his reactions when his GF calls him Handsome and or Bub? Please I love your writing. :D I hope you have a good day.”
A/N: This was one feels a little short to me for some reason but I really loved writing it. It is just pure fluff, I hope you guys enjoy!
Warnings: None
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You and Charlie were finally official after about 2 months of dating. He asked you to be officially his girlfriend as of last night, of course that was a question that you could not deny. You swear your smile has not left your face since last night.
Charlie was waiting to introduce you to everyone. Everyone being the cast of Julie and The Phantoms. Of course they all knew about you, your name just seemed to be one he couldn’t keep out of his mouth. He just wanted to wait to introduce you to everyone until you were officially his.
He knew his job could seem intimidating, the long, demanding hours. Then the fact that he would be way in a different country at times, then once he was done, the demand of doing interviews to promote the new season. He was just nervous that throwing you into the middle of it all too soon would scare you off.
But he was wrong, so wrong. You took to his crazy schedule almost immediately, you helped him pack when he had to leave, and even helped him practice interview questions when he was nervous. You never once complained or faltered in your support for him, and at the time you guys were just casually dating.
The cast constantly told him how dumb he was being waiting to ask you to be his girlfriend for so long. They saw the support you gave him, as well as the confidence. They wanted to meet you so bad, but knew they had to wait for Charlie to be ready.
After all this time, it was finally the time to meet them. You were excited and nervous, Charlie was more excited than anything to be able to have you meet them and introduce you as his girlfriend, officially. A smile making its way onto his face every time he thought about it.
“You almost ready Y/N?” He asks you, walking down the hall. He sees you bent over tying your shoes. You finish and stand up with a hop. You brush your clothes down making sure your outfit was perfect.
It was. Charlie could not take his eyes off you. He walks towards you with his arms outstretched, wrapping them around your waist as he reached you. Yours immediately go to wrap themselves around his neck. He leans down to connect your lips smiling.
You melt into the kiss, letting the feeling of his lips on yours last for a few seconds before you pull away. His lips chase after yours not wanting the contact to end, you laugh at his actions and place yours back on his for a quick kiss. A pout makes its way onto his face.
“Charlie we gotta gooooo, I don’t want to be late for the first time I’m meeting everyone!” You tell him. He laughs and places his head into your neck, pulling you in tight for a hug.
You giggle at his breath hitting your neck and the small kisses he’s leaving up and down it.
“I think I have an idea of what we could do instead of going...” He says a smirk plastered onto his face. You shove his chest with a laugh.
“You better watch it Gillespie. We gotta go.” You say with a laugh. Then you’re grabbing onto his hand and pulling him through the hallway and to the door. But before you can make it out, he’s stopped and is not budging.
“What gives?” You ask. You’re nervous thinking now he doesn’t want them to meet you.
“Just enjoying the view! I’m not quite sure I’m ready to be sharing you quite yet.” He says again pulling you in close by your waist. A smile makes its way onto your lips.
“Well handsome, I’ve had to share you with them for some time now it’s your turn!” You say with a laugh, but Charlie just stares at you.
A large smile makes its way onto his face. One you’ve never seen before. You do love the sight of it. Before you can ask him what’s up, he has his lips on yours for a sweet kiss. You pull away breathless.
“Not that I didn’t like that, but what was that for?” You ask still breathless from that kiss.
“You called me handsome, that was the first time you’ve ever called me a nickname.” He says sounding proud. A blush reaching its way onto your cheeks at his words.
You didn’t even notice. He was so handsome and it just slipped out, you never even thought twice about it.
“Hey, I really liked it. Sounded great coming from your lips.” He confesses, reaching down to grab your cheeks to get you to look at him.
“Ya?” You ask him, your confidence dwindled a little bit.
“Of course I did, any nickname or compliment coming from you means the world.” He says smiling largely at you.
“Now let’s get going beautiful we’ve got people to meet.” He says planting a kiss onto your lips and pulling you out the door.
Smiles never left either of your faces the whole night. Everyone absolutely loved you and loved you and Charlie together. From that night on, beautiful and handsome were your go to nicknames and they never lost their meaning or the feeling it gave the two of your from hearing it.
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Lets Have a Baby
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request: yes;
“Heyy i love your writing and if you are taking requests can you do one with charlie similar to the one you did with owen where him and the reader have a pregnancy scare but unlike owens, Charlie is kinda disappointed by not having a kid so he tells her they should actually try. Thank you so much in advance!”
A/N:  I hope you guys enjoy, this was a lot of fun to write!
Warnings: Talk about pregnancy and a few curse words. 
tagged: @mah-gah-lee , her and her fics are the best! check her blog out!
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You had been feeling really off for a few weeks now. You couldn’t really seem to put your finger on why. They were normal symptoms, nothing unusual, the only unusual thing was the fact that they were constantly persistent.
Over the last few weeks your normal headaches seemed to turn into migraines that would last for days. No medicine could help them, only warm showers and naps helped. In between migraines it seemed like waves of nausea took up that time.
All while dealing with the off and on migraines and nausea, your body was in constant pain and you were exhausted. You couldn’t tell if the exhaustion was just from the constant strain on your body from the aches or from the running back and forth to the bathroom thinking your stomach would empty itself. Or if the exhaustion was just another part of your new normal.
Today was like any other day you’ve been experiencing recently. You were in your bed, a heating pad placed on your lower back, with all the lights off. The strain from your migraine fading as the minutes pass on, giving you some peace.
You can hear the front door of your shared apartment open, assuming that was Charlie coming back from wherever he ventured off to this morning. In your morning haze of nausea and headache you didn’t really catch what he had said.
“Y/N?” You hear Charlie yell as he makes his way into the apartment.
You turn your head to the side so that your voice wouldn’t be muffled by your pillow.
“In here!” You yell out as loud as you can, not wanting to bring back the pounding in your head.
As you get the words out, you see Charlie peek his head into your bedroom. He walks around the room blindly for a few seconds, since you had all the lights off and your black out curtains pulled together, not letting any light in.
He walks over to the window and pulls the curtains back enough just to let a stream of light in. He comes and sits next to your laying body on your bed. He pushes some of your hair out of your face, smiling down at you.
You return that smile back up at him. “Hi.” You whisper up at him, moving to turn over to sit up and face him.
“Hi! How are you feeling?” He asks you, his concern evident on his face. He had been worried about you these last few weeks, neither of you really knowing what was going on with your health.
“Better today, my migraines gone which is nice! My lower back cramps aren’t too bad anymore, seems like the Tylenol may finally be working!” You say answering his question.
“Well that’s good, I’m glad you’re feeling better!” He says. “What do you think has been causing all this?”
“I don’t really know! These are all things I’ve felt before!” You tell him, racking your brain trying to come up with ideas of why this could be happening. “I was thinking it could be my period, but...”
That’s when it hits you. You haven’t gotten your period yet. Being on birth control kept your period extremely regulated. Every month, you could put money down that you would get your period the second week of the month and on Tuesday morning. It happened like that for the last 2 years.
Not this month though. You hadn’t even realized it, you were so caught up in feeling like crap you hadn’t realized your period week came and passed.
“But what?” Charlie asks you, breaking you out of your now spiraling thoughts.
“I didn’t get my period this month.” You tell him plain and dry. You figured cutting to the point was the best option, especially with Charlie.
“Oh shit.” Is all that came out of Charlie’s mouth at your confession. His facial expression screaming shocked.
“Oh shit is right.” You tell him, laughing slightly at his reaction.
You were nervous and afraid, but something about Charlie and his presence kept you calm. You knew whatever happened, he would be by your side.
The big question here was, were you ready to be a mom? A kid can be a lot and you were still young. You wanted kids but did you want them now? Both yours and Charlie’s careers were just starting to take off.
The big questions overwhelming your mind, you can feel the migraine slowly making its way back.
Charlie’s still sitting next to you, watching you silently. Both of your brains filling with those questions, while you panicked, Charlie got excited.
A little human being, 50% you and 50% him, he couldn’t think of anything better. Whether it be a girl or boy, he just knew it would be the cutest baby.
Before the both of you could spiral into your thoughts anymore, you needed an answer. Both you and Charlie knew that.
“So what are we going to do?” He asks you.
“Well I think the first step is to take a test, get a real answer.” You tell him. Your hands coming up to put pressure on your temples, the new pain not subsiding.
“Good point. How about I go get the test? You go take a shower or something, I can tell your headache is coming back.” He says, his hands moving to grab yours from your face.
He moves to press a kiss to your lips, smiling in the process of it.
“Sound good?” He asks. You nod your head yes.
Before he leaves, he helps you get up out of bed and into the bathroom.
“Alright, I’ll get going. You get in there and relax.” He tells you as he moves to turn the water on.
With another quick kiss, Charlie is on his way out and to the store. Secretly hoping that it would come back positive.
The pain in your lower back starts to get worse, the pounding in your head does as well. You quickly strip and hop into the warm water. Every muscle in your body relaxes as it falls over your body.
Hot showers really are a god send in times like this. You enjoy your time in the shower, allowing the relaxation take over you. If you could keep this feeling forever you would.
But like all things, it has to end and it ends too fast in your opinion. A big cramp makes its way through your stomach, and you knew what that meant.
You hop out quick, shutting the water off. You don’t have time to wrap the towel around you before you go sit on the toilet, you make it right on time before your period finally makes its appearance.
The minute your period starts flowing, your cramps and headache ease and start to disappear. It seems that the pent-up hormones were just making you sick.
The timing of it weird and not normal, it usually doesn’t hit like that, but you guess that nothing about this month has been normal. You’re grateful now though, all your pain leaving.
I guess that was the answer we were looking for you think to yourself. You can hear Charlie open and close the front door. You clean yourself up and start to get dressed in some sweats.
“I’ll be right out Char.” You yell out to him as you finish pulling your shirt over your head.
You make your way out of the bathroom and see a smiling Charlie sitting on the edge of your bed with a white bag next to him.
“I didn’t know what test to get so I bought 3.” He says, opening the bag and showing you the three different tests. You giggle at his antics.
You move to stand in between his legs, wrapping your arms around his neck and looking down at him, smiling.
“I just got my period, so we don’t need the test.” You tell him, running your hands through his hair that has gotten longer thanks to the months of not working.
You watch as him smile falters, his eyes dropping from your eye contact, and his hands stop the circular motion they were making on your hips.
“You okay Char?” You ask him, now concerned due to the expression on his face.
“I don’t know, I guess I was just excited about the thought of a baby.” Your shocked at his confession, not thinking that was what he was thinking this whole time.
You figured that he would have been nervous thinking that a baby wouldn’t be the best idea right now. You thought he was just staying calm so you wouldn’t panic, especially because you were feeling so sick.
A smile did make its way onto your face, you couldn’t help but smile at the fact that Charlie was thinking about the two of you having a baby and being excited about it.
“You were?” You ask him, the two of you had talked about kids but not about having them soon. So as happy as you were about his confession, you were still a little shocked.
“Well yeah.” He admits. “I mean think about it, it would be a mini version of us running around.  I don’t know, I just like the sound of that.”
“That doesn’t sound so bad, does it?” You say with a smile on your face. A matching smile makes its way onto Charlie’s face. He nods his head yes in agreement.
“You don’t think we’re too young though?”  You ask, concerned for a few reasons. “Or the fact that both of our careers are just now taking off? You don’t think a baby would get in the way of that or maybe ruin it?”
Charlie can hear the concern in your voice and see the worry in your eyes. He has no doubt in his mind that none of that would be an issue, but he understands where you’re coming from.
“We may be young, but I don’t think we’re too young. I love you with my whole heart Y/N, a little version of us is all I could ask for or want!” He tells you. “Plus, while both of our careers are important, we have enough to support us and a baby. Plus we would not let a baby get in the way of our careers. We wouldn’t let it, we would figure out a way to get it to blend together in a way where it all works!”
He ends his confession on his feet and jumping around in truly Charlie fashion. His excitement contagious and so evident.
A big smile makes its way onto your face. Charlie does have a way with words and his excitement, gets you excited.
Charlie watches you as your smile gets bigger, he knows those wheels in your head are turning. He steps forward to bring you in close and wrap his arms around your waist.
“So do you wanna do this? Wanna have a baby with me?” He asks you, the biggest smile on his face.
You bite your bottom lip trying to contain the big smile on your face, while nodding your head yes.
“No, no, nooooo,” Charlie says, exaggerating the “o” on his last no, “If we’re going to do this, I am going to need a verbal confirmation.” A smirk now replaces the smile on his face.
“Yes Charlie, let’s have a baby.”
The two largest smiles covering both of your faces.
“Well let’s get started then.” He says with a laugh.
Next thing you know your feet are off the ground and your thrown onto your bed. Laughs escaping both you and Charlie.
There’s no one else you would rather be stuck with in this world than Charlie and the thought of raising a family with him felt like the world’s best gift.
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undyingskies · 3 years
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Request: Hello! Could you do an Owen Joyner one where he finds out (in a game or something) that his S/O likes forehead kisses and to be called Angle and Chickadee?
A/N: I hope you guys enjoy! There are no warnings for this one! I am happy to take more requests if anyone has them! xoxo 
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You didn’t want to be frustrated or upset but you were, you weren’t huge on PDA either but it’d be nice if your boyfriend acted like your boyfriend in public. But no, Owen would barely even hold your hand in public and you didn’t really understand. He wouldn’t even call you a nickname.
It just never felt like the right moment to bring it up or tell him, you didn’t want to make him do anything he was uncomfortable with or upset him. It would be nice to feel like your boyfriend was proud of you and wanted to show you off just a little bit though.
It seems random to be having all these thoughts right now, but you’re getting ready for a party tonight with the rest of the cast so you know that Owen wouldn’t be very close to your side for the rest of the night.
You’re finishing getting ready, running your fingers through your curled hair and making sure that your dress is laying perfectly on your body. If he wouldn’t touch you, you could at least make him look at you.
“Hey Y/N, almost ready?” You hear your boyfriend calling out to you as you walk into the hall, almost running into him not realizing he was walking towards the room.
“Oh, I’ll take that as a yes.” He says with a laugh, while looking down at you and grabbing onto your hands to make you do a twirl.
“You look beautiful.” He says, leaning down to give you a kiss.
“Thank you, you don’t look too bad yourself.” You’re not wrong, he looks good. He’s in a button up and his hair has gotten longer since filming and it really just made him that much more handsome.
You lean in to give him one more kiss, then taking him by his hand to walk into the living room. Charlie is sitting on the couch waiting for you guys and upon seeing him Owen is quick to drop your hand. Yep, even in front of Charlie he still won’t show much affection. You feel your smile fall and Charlie notices, giving you a sympathetic smile.
“Well you guys ready to go?” Charlie asks while grabbing his keys heading for the door, you guys following behind him.
Charlie and Owen occupy the front seat and you take the back. The boys quickly fall into their conversation, leaving you just giving them “oh yeahs” and “mm’s.” You’re not really in the mood for a conversation right now, too caught up in your thoughts. Owen notices your silence though.
You get to the party rather quickly; it wasn’t far from the boy’s apartment. You hop out of the car and head towards the door but before you can, Owen is grabbing onto your hand pulling you behind.
“Is everything okay?” He asks the worry evident on his face and voice.
“Ya, I’m fine!” You lean in to give him a quick kiss before you walk inside, him closely behind.
By the time you make it inside, the party is already in full swing. Everyone has huge smiles on their faces and are having a great time.
“I’m gonna go catch up with the boys, see if I can find them.” Owen tells you; he gives your hand a quick squeeze.
“Sounds good, I’ll find the girls! We can catch up later.” You let him know with a smile and then you two are on your separate ways.
You make your way through the party hoping to see your friends, but you’re having a hard time. As much as you know the cast and crew, there are still a lot of crew members you didn’t know or have yet to meet.
A familiar laugh catches your ear as you turn the corner. That’s when you see the girls, Madi, Jadah, and Tori; but not Savannah, weird. You walk up to the group, quick to give everyone hugs, saying hello.
You’re quick to get engulfed in the conversation with the girls. They’re talking about some guy Tori thought was cute at the party. You jump at the feeling of someone’s hand on your wrist, you turn to see Savannah smiling at you.
“Can I steal you for a second, talk really quick?” She asks, you nod letting her know yes.
“I’ll be right back girls.” They give you a quick wave and immediately go back to their conversation.
Savannah pulls you through the party and leads you outside to the balcony. She turns and just stares at you for a bit. You give her a look of confusion.
“Soooo?” She asks.
“Sooo what??” You ask, confused by her actions now.
“Have you talked to Owen yet?” Oh, ya. Savannah has been your confidant lately with how you have been feeling.
“No, I haven’t. It’s never felt like the right moment to bring it up...” You trail off.
“Come on Y/N, you’re never gonna feel better or fix the issue if you don’t talk to him about it!”
“I know Sav, it’s just how do I bring it up? Like hey Owen, I really wish you would act like you liked me in front of other people?? Like a nickname would be nice or even just forehead kisses!! Instead of always just dropping my hand and standing like 5 feet away from me!”
“You have to tell him...” She tells you.
“I know, I know! But seriously it’s hard! I don’t know how to be like hey maybe please use a nickname? Call me Angel maybe? I always thought that was a cute one. I know he’s not huge on PDA but holding my hand doesn’t seem to hard or just leaving kisses on my forehead, that’s all I ever really wanted!” You tell her getting more frustrated by the minute.
Little did you know that Owen was standing on the other side of the door listening to the whole thing. He was looking for you and noticed you and Savannah on the balcony. He went to talk to you guys but once he heard you talking it stopped him dead in his tracks.
Did he really do that? He knows he wasn’t very loving in public, it’s just that PDA wasn’t really his thing. He didn’t mean to make you feel that way or make it seem like he didn’t want people knowing you were his girlfriend.
He walks away to gather his thoughts; he really didn’t want to hear the rest of the conversation as it started to break his heart.
“Hey man, you alright?” Charlie asks him as he can see the concern on Owen’s face when he makes his way back over to the guys.
“Do I really push Y/N away when people are around? Like does it seem like I’m embarrassed by her or that I don’t like her?” He asks Charlie, by the look on Charlie’s face he thinks he knows the answer.
“If you want the truth man, ya. You drop her hand and move away from her even if it’s just me in the room. I get it, you’re not huge on PDA but you could give her a little affection. It wouldn’t hurt anyone and I know it would make her feel better.”
“So, she’s talked about to you also?” That one hurt, everyone seemed to know but him.
“Well ya. Not a lot though, she just wanted to see if it was just in her head or not. She didn’t want to bring it up because she didn’t want to hurt you or make you uncomfortable.” Charlie says, putting his hand on Owen’s shoulder to comfort him.
“I would go talk to her dude, only way you can make it better.”
Owen knows he’s right. He goes to find his girlfriend hoping he could fix the situation. He never wanted her to question his love for her.
He’s able to find her back inside with the group of girls. They all are sitting on the couch, talking and drinking from their cups. When they see Owen approach, silence falls over them.  
“Hey Y/N, could I maybe steal you for a second? I just wanna talk to you.” He says reaching his hand out to her. This could be the start of the change. She looks at him and then his hand and takes it hesitantly.
He quickly pulls her through the crowd, but instead of the balcony this time he takes her to an empty room for some privacy. Once the door is closed, he’s quick to place his lips on hers. Her hands quickly entangling themselves in his hair as she melts into the kiss.
She is quick to pull away though.
“Owen, as much as I love kissing you. This is not normal.” She tries laughing it off.
“What’s up with you?” She asks him, the confusion evident on her face. As much as her boyfriend is loving in private, he would never pull something like this because of his fear that someone may walk in.
“Truthfully Y/N, I overheard your conversation with Savannah...”
“Oh...”
“Ya, then I asked Charlie about it too and he said you talked to him about it also. I didn’t really realize I was doing that and I’m sorry but it does hurt that you went to everyone else but me to talk about it.” He says, while pulling on her hand to have her sit next to him on the bed. His hand then moving to caress her thigh.
“It’s okay, I just… I don’t know. I never knew how to bring it up. I never wanted to force you to do something you weren’t comfortable with or make you feel hurt. It just felt easier talking to everyone but you and I’m sorry, I was just scared.” You look down at his hand that’s on your thigh, embarrassed that this is the way he found out. Owen’s quick to place his hand under your chin, pulling your face up to make eye contact.
“You never have to feel that way when it comes to talking to me about these kinds of things. I want you to come to me with anything no matter what it is, that way we can talk it through and fix it. I never knew I was acting like that! PDA always just intimidated me and I wasn’t really sure how to go about it, ya know? I never wanted to make you feel weird either.” Of course, that sounds like your boyfriend. You chuckle at the thought, of course he was worried about messing something up as silly as PDA.
His face lights up at the sound of your chuckle, knowing his words are helping the situation.
“I get that, but I can promise you some PDA is way better than none!” You tell him, playfully swatting at his chest. Owen grabs onto your hand and pulls you close to leave a sweet kiss on your lips.
“Noted.” He is laughing before placing another kiss onto your lips. Then he’s pulling you to your feet and pulling you close for a hug.
“So angel, we’re better know?” Your cheeks tinting pink at his words knowing he overheard your conversation with Savannah.
“Ya, we’re all better now.”
“Anything else I should need to know before we head back out there? Other nicknames? Any other notes you’d like to give me.” He asks, laughing.
“You know I always liked the idea of the nickname chickadee! I always thought it was cute and a little different.” You tell him, watching a smile form on his face.
“Chickadee and Angel it is then.” He says and places a kiss on your forehead.
“Heard you like those too.” Owen sends you a wink at his words. You laugh pulling him in for another hug and kiss.
As you pull apart, he places one last kiss on your forehead.
“Well let’s get going then angel, time to show the world how much I adore you.”
He’s got you by the hand and pulling you back out to the party. A huge smile across both your faces.
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undyingskies · 3 years
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request: yes, “Hi, how are you? I've a request: y / n is one of Charlie's older brother friends and lives with Owen and Char ', because she is a writer for JATP. One day Owen and Charlie are live, Y / N's doing the dishes. Owen jokes that Y / N has to use a chair to put the dishes away (she is about 5'1). Y/N hasn't seen them and continues to sing and dance to musicals (heather, mamma mia, rhps, hamilton, location), doing the dishe. Charlie has heartfelt eyes for her. You decide what's next. Thank you! <3”
A/N: This was really fun to write, I hope you enjoy!
Warning: None 
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Everyone thought you were crazy for moving in with two boys. Why in the world would a single 20 something year old want to move in with two 20 something year old guys. But you loved it, you really did.
The thing here is your best friend was one of your roommates older brother. Michael Gillespie was the one and only best friend in question, when he found out that both you and Charlie would be working on the same show, he thought it was a no brainer to offer up the idea of you two living together. Neither of you really minded the idea, it was just up to Owen to say it was alright.
At first you thought maybe it would be weird, but Michael was right, it was better to be living with someone you knew than be alone in a different city. You and Charlie were the same age, Michael was older. He was your best friend but more often than not he acted like an older brother and truthfully, he felt better sending you off to a new city with Charlie than you alone.
Living with the boys had proved to be more fun than you ever thought it would. You were a writer on the show and the boys were the stars, so your hours were a little different from each other’s. That still gave you the time and space to yourself and that’s really all you could ask for.
This week was the first week in about two months that you had off, well everyone had off. After countless days and sleepless nights for the whole cast and crew they decided a week off would do no harm.
This was your third day off and the freezing Canada streets were not calling you or the boys. You were staying locked up in your apartment with the heat on blast. The boys decided to just hang around and go live to talk to fans. You decided it was time to clean, you did laundry, vacuumed your room and living room, and your last task was the pile of dishing that has accumulated in the sink.
You had your hair pulled up in a low bun to keep it out of your face, you had your workout shorts on that were covered by the large oversized shirt you stole from one of the boys, and fuzzy socks hugged your feet to keep them warm. You had your music blasting; you were in your element.
Your dance moves and music had caught the attention of the fans, you didn’t know but you were in the background of the live. Comments started flooding in about you.
Owen chuckles as he reads through them. “Can Y/N reach the dishes it looks like she’s hopping up to get them done?” He reads out. This one gets a laugh out of both Owen and Charlie.
“She actually has to use a step stool, we love our tiny but might Y/N, a full 5”1.” Owen laughs, Charlie shakes his head.
“Is she listening to musicals?” Another comment asks.
“Yes, she is. She’s a theatre nut, I think this is what the third musical of the morning?” Charlie answers back.
He was right, it was the third. You started off with Heathers, then moved onto Location, and now you were finishing Mama Mia. You weren’t quite done with your playlists of musicals though. The starting cords of Alexander Hamilton came through your speaker. A loud squeal escapes you.
Since Hamilton came out on Disney+ a few months ago the hype for it came back again. You and Owen were constantly listening to it and competing on who could learn the raps faster.
“The ten-dollar founding father without a father, got a lot farther by working a lot harder, by being a lot smarter.” You rap along with Anthony Ramos, turning from the sink to face the boys. Owen already on his feet facing you getting ready to rap the next lines.
“By being a self starter, by fourteen, they placed him in charge of a trading charter.” Owen raps as you make your way into the living room. The two of you facing each other getting ready for your rap battle.
Charlie laughed at the sight in front of him, this was a lot more common than people thought. It happened at least once a week.
The fans were loving it and were going crazy over the constant switch of you rapping then Owen rapping. Charlie just watching being content, his eyes never really leaving your short figure. He loved the sight of you in your element like this, the brightest smile on your face. He also didn’t miss the fact that you were wearing his shirt. He had wondered where it went.
Don’t think the fans didn’t notice the look on Charlie’s face as he watched the two of you and how it never left you.
“What’s your name man? Alexander Hamilton.” Both you and Owen yell together at the last line, falling into a fit of laughter.
“That was good guys, the fans loved your show.” Charlie tells the both of you. Owen plops down on the couch next to him laughing. You smile and throw your arms over Charlie’s shoulders leaning over him to look at the screen.
You didn’t catch it but a blush made its way onto Charlie’s cheeks at your actions and contact.
“You’re welcome you guys, I aim to please.” You laugh out, responding to the comments. “Now I am off to finish the dishes.” You say with a wave and then you’re off again.
Charlie and Owen sit silently for a few seconds reading over the comments. That’s when all of them came flooding in talking about the way Charlie looked at, the blush on his cheeks when you touched him, and the speculations of him liking you.
Owen laughs at points one out. “Look dude.” He says. The comment read, “Charlie looked like a deer in headlights looking at Y/N, while also being the epitome of the heart eyes emoji.” Charlie blushes at the comment.
“Well she’s not wrong.” Owen laughs.
“Shut up dude.” Charlie says shoving him away. He wasn’t ready to spill the beans about his feelings for his brothers best friend.
Owen just shrugs it off. The rest of the live was spent with Charlie avoiding any and all comments or questions about you and Owen trying his best to switch topics knowing his best friend was getting a little embarrassed.
You finish the dishes and make your way over to the couch. You immediately land next to Charlie, resting your back on his side like he’s the back of the couch. He throws his arm around you, pulling you closer.
“You guys down to order some food, I’m hungry.” You ask them. The boys agree and go to say their goodbyes to the fans, ending the live.
“So what are you thinking?” Owen asks you.
“Mmmm maybe pizza?” You say thinking out loud.
“Sounds good to me.” Owen says, Charlie agreeing. “I can make the call to order it.” You tell the boys, getting up to walk out of the room to make the call.
“You know you should tell her.” Owen says looking at Charlie, as he watches you walk out of the room.
Charlie let’s out a sigh and shakes her head. “I don’t think I can, I don’t want to ruin the friendship we have or the one she has with my brother.” He confesses.
“Okay first of all you have to be blind if you don’t think she likes you back. Second of all your brother knows how you feel about her you idiot, if the fans noticed almost immediately, your brother for sure knows.” Owen says. “Besides he told me! He pushed the two of you to live together in hopes it would get one of you to confess your feelings for each other.”
Charlie is shocked at Owens words. He didn’t really know how to wrap his head around his confession. If his brother says you like him than it is a chance it’s true, but then again, he could just be messing with him it is his brother after all.
“I don’t know, I wouldn’t know how to tell her.” Charlie gets out before you come walking back into the room, shutting them both up.
“Tell who what?” You asks, plopping down again next to Charlie.
“Oh nothing.” Charlie says trying to brush the topic away. Owen rolls his eyes. “I’m going to go take a shower while we wait for the pizza.” He says, leaving the two of you alone. When he leaves, he whispers to Charlie, “Tell her.”
Charlie just shoots him a dirty look. You notice their littler interaction but don’t question it, you’ve learned that at times it’s the best thing to do.
The two of you just sit in silence with Owen going. You not really paying attention and just scrolling through your phone and Charlie just lost in his thoughts and conflicting feelings about telling you.
He was thinking he might as well, if Owen says his brother already knows and they both swear you like him back, then why not go for it? Plus after that live with all the fans there’s no way you won’t see some of their comments. He thinks now is the time, just go for it.
Next thing you know a hand is slapping your phone out of your hands and the body to which you were leaning on has moved and you’ve fallen flat on your back.
“Charlie what the hell?” You ask him. You weren’t ready for any of that. You push yourself up, lock your phone and push it to the side.  You turn to face the now distressed boy.
“We need to talk.” That’s all he says and then he is on his feet pacing.
“Okay, talk about what?” You ask, while watching Charlie strut back and forth.
You let him walk back and forth for a couple minutes, letting the silence take over the two of you before you probe him for an answer again.
“Charlie? Talk about what?” You ask again. “Just...Just give me a second okay?” He says in a stern way that makes you sit back in the couch and give him a nod of approval.
It takes him a few more struts and silence before he stops right in front of you and faces you. That is when he bursts with his confession.
“I like you Y/N, I like you okay! I have for a while and I just think you should know that.” He says exasperated. His arms fall to his sides and the two of you just stare at one another.
The silence and his confession sitting on top of you like a cloud. Charlie was now nervous and scared at your reaction, while you were just stunned.
You never even thought you had a chance with Charlie. He was your best friends brother, you never thought in a million years Charlie would ever think of you the way you thought about him. You’re lost in your thoughts but the song My Best Friends Brother by Victoria Justice starts to play in your head, causing you to giggle.
“Alright I know my confession was out of the blue but you don’t have to laugh at me.” Charlie says feeling sad and getting ready to walk away.
“No, Charlie, stop! I’m not...I’m not laughing at you” You say through your giggles. You stand up and grab his wrist not letting him turn away from you.
“I’m sorry Charlie, it’s just, you know that song? The one that goes, my best friends brother is the one for me. It just it started playing in my head and I couldn’t help myself.” You tell him, a little embarrassed at your own confession.
“That’s what you think about in this moment? Really Y/N? A song?” He asks. Then realization hits him. “Wait my best friends brother is the one for me?” He asks, stepping a little closer to you. Your chests now touching.
You bite your lip and nod your head yes. You let him wrap his arms around your waist to pull the two of you flush together.
“I don’t know if you noticed, but I’ve liked you for a while now.” You confess. A large smile adorns both of your faces.
That’s when it happens. His lips met yours, finally. You let yourself melt into his kiss, loving the feeling. The two of you lost in the moment until you hear,
“Finally!” Owen yells, breaking the two of you apart. The both of you smiling and blushing.
“Also pizza is here and now Michael owes me 20 bucks so thank you for that!” Owen smiles and walks into the kitchen, with the pizza in hand.
“I guess Owen and Michael knew this was coming.” You say while looking up at Charlie smiling.
“I guess so.” He says before pressing his lips against yours for the second time. This time the two of you pull apart at the sound of your phones buzzing in sync.
Both of you check your phone, it’s a text from Michael that reads.
“As much as I am glad that one of you grew some balls to tell each other that you liked them, could you have at least done it a week later?? I was so close to winning that bet.”
You both laugh. Only Michael and Owen would make a bet about this. Charlie grabs your hand and leads you into the kitchen so the three of you could enjoy the warm pizza.
Charlie sits beside you, with a hand on your thigh. Not ready to let you go yet since he just got you. You smile and laugh with Charlie and Owen; thinking you are so lucky to have the two of them. Turns out your best friends brother really is the one for you.
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request: yes;
“Okay so I had a dream last night and i thought that it could make a cute fanfic, so basically the reader is dating Owen (reader is also an actress in JATP) and she has a scene with Charlie where they have to kiss and Owen just gets like super protective and kinda self conscious (which obviously he shouldn’t hes a king) and it’s just like super fluff hehe”
a/n: This was longer than I expected to be and it took me a while to figure out how I wanted it to end, but I think I like it! Hope you enjoy!
Also, my requests are closed for the time being! I have my inbox open so I can still talk to everyone but as of right now please don’t send in requests!
warnings: none
tagged:  @mah-gah-lee
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Today was the day.
The day finally came for your big scene, one that you were nervous and excited about all at the same time. You even tried to avoid it. It was a weird mix of emotions that you couldn’t quite explain.
You sat in the hair and makeup chair, trying to calm your nervous thoughts down. Julie and The Phantoms was your first real show that you booked, and this was your biggest scene of the season.
A warm hands placing itself on top of your smaller, shaking ones pulls you from your thoughts. It also causes you to jump at the contact as you were so far from reality at that moment.
A chuckle leaves the lips from the same person who owns the hand that was on top of yours.
You turn to look at the blue eyes that were staring back at you. You were met  with the kind smile of your boyfriend; he was well aware of the nerves that were plaguing you.
“It’s going to be okay Y/N, you’ve got this!” He smiles at you, “Besides if you fail, I will only love you a little less.”
Your mouth drops at your boyfriend’s words. You’re quick to pull your hands from his and lean over to deliver a slap to his chest.
“Owen!” You yell shocked at his words.
The two of you laugh together.
“Seriously though Y/N, you’re going to be great!” You smile at your boyfriend’s kind words, nodding your head along with him.
As much as you wanted to believe his words, the nervous thoughts were still prominent in your mind.
Owen sits with you in silence, your hand in his, as the team finishes putting you together to look like your character.
Season two of Julie and The Phantoms came and they decided that they wanted to add a female ghost into the mix.
And that is how you got here; your character was Tatum Lanning. Your character was supposed to be the antagonist for Charlie’s character Luke.
Tatum had died when she turned 17 as well, but she didn’t know why. Her goal was to try to figure out what happened and in searching she somehow became entangled with Julie and the boys.
Tatum was rough around the edges; she was a tough girl due to trauma that she endured in her life. She had a nose piercing and was covered in a few tattoo’s. She had died around the same time the boys did so her style was similar to theirs.
The only problem with Tatum was the fact that her and Luke did not get along, for the fact that they both are very similar and are dealing with the fact of having issues with their parents when they were alive.
“Y/N, you’re ready to go!” Soyon pulls you from your thoughts.
You can feel your nerves kick up again. This was just your first real scene with such raw emotion that you feared you wouldn’t be able to pull it off.
“I’m nervous O.” You grab his hand letting him lead you to Julie’s garage where your scene takes place for today.
“It’s gonna be okay Y/N! We’ve gone over this scene so many times, plus you and Charlie have practiced it a lot! You crushed it every time and today won’t be any different.”
Owen finishes his pep talk as you reach the set. He turns to face you at the end of it so that you’re facing one another, the look in his eyes instantly calming you down.
You may be nervous but you trust the words coming out of Owen’s mouth. You’ve got this, you’ve been practicing this scene for months; you could do it in your sleep by this point.
“You’re right, I’ve got this.” You smile and lean up to press a kiss to Owen’s lips.
You pull away when you hear Kenny’s voice and his footsteps coming towards you.
“Y/N! Quick change!” Kenny pauses as he stops in front of you and Owen and looks at the two of you with an awkward smile, “So we decided that we want Tatum and Luke to kiss scene.”
“How about no?” Owen’s words shocking both you and Kenny. Neither of you expected Owen to talk back, yet alone with an outburst like that.
Your eyes fling back in forth between Owen and Kenny. You can see the discomfort in Owen’s eyes but can tell he is trying to hide it. He didn’t mean to say that out loud.
“I am sorry, that was not on purpose.” Kenny gives him a side eye but laughs knowing Owen didn’t mean any harm and that it was just as much as surprise for him that he said it as it was for everyone else. “Anyways there will be a kissing scene today!” Kenny says.
“Oh okay.” You practically choke out.
“I know it’s a surprise but,” again he trails off looking at you and Owen, “ we think it’s best for the dynamic of the character’s relationship!  We want you to do the scene just how we practiced but at the end we want the kiss to occur, but we’re gonna let you and Charlie take the lead on it! Do what you feel is best!”
“Got it Kenny!” You smile at him trying to hide your own discomfort. First of all you have never kissed anyone for a scene, let alone your boyfriend’s best friend.
You turn to face back to Owen, an awkward smile graced upon both of your lips. The two of you just stand there in an awkward silence.
“So,” Owen is the first to break the silence, “that’s a curve ball.”
“Ya it is.” You can tell Owen is uncomfortable but you don’t know how to fix the situation. It’s not like you could stop the scene from occurring. “You trust me right O?”
“Of course I do, you know that.”
“Then we’ve got nothing to worry! This scene maybe a little awkward now for us but it’s just a scene.” You tell him, trying to convince the both of you that it would be fine and not as weird as you know it is.
“I know, it’s just a scene, you’re right.” He leans down to give you another kiss. “Go crush it killer, you’ve got this!”
You then turn on your heel, to go walk into the middle the garage where your scene will be starting. Charlie is already there talking to a few of the crew mates, they disperse when you walk up to them.
Charlie turns to look at you with a smile on his face. “So? They told you about the change for the scene.” He asks you.
“That they did.” You smile back awkwardly.
“Does Owen know?”
“That he does!” The two of you just stand there silently. “It’s gonna be fine, it’s just a scene and we’re both professionals so is Owen!” You say trying to convince the both of you that it’s fine.
“You’re right Y/N, we’ve got this!” Charlie is cut off before he can continue by Kenny yelling at everyone to get in places to start the scene.
The two of you step back from each other, getting ready to act your hearts out.
“And action!”
“I just don’t understand why you always have to be here Tatum!” Charlie yells as Luke, his brows furrowed and a pout on his face.
“Just because you don’t like having me around Luke doesn’t mean I can’t be around. Besides Julie asked me to come over, she said she had something for me.” You say nonchalantly as you throw your body onto the couch.
Leaving Luke standing by himself next to the piano. The pout on his face still evident.
“I just don’t get why they think you’re so great.” Luke turns to face you, a smirk now replacing the pout, “you’re actually quite annoying.”
You roll your eyes at his words, knowing that he wanted to rile you up.
“Whatever Patterson, you’re just upset they like me and want me around despite you thinking otherwise! You just don’t like that they don’t listen to your every word now.”
Tatum knows how to get under Luke’s skin, the same way he knows how to get under hers.
You could see the anger fuming from his face. Everyone knew Luke liked to take the lead on things, but he didn’t like having it pointed out. For whatever reason.
“Just shut it Lanning, you don’t know what you’re talking about.” Again you roll your eyes at his words.
“I know exactly what I’m talking about,” you’re shoving yourself up from the couch and walking closer to Luke, “You’re just upset that King Luke isn’t being listened too. Well news flash you’re not in charge of everything and everyone!”
It seems like a silly argument but it gets under both of your skin. Luke and Julie had gotten in an argument a few weeks ago, Julie had pointed that Luke had a power issue that he needed to work on. So since then, Luke has been hyper cautious of sharing the power between everyone.
“You’re wrong Lanning,” now Luke has closed the gap between you two and is getting in your face, “I don’t like you here because I find you annoying. I think you’re overbearing and overstep your boundaries!”
“Funny, I think the same thing about you! You just don’t like that your friends like me and come to me with their issues before they go to you or the fact that they don’t listen to you about me!”
“That’s not true! They just feel bad for you and all your issues!”
“I could say the same thing about you Patterson with your mommy issues.”
Now the two of you are chest to chest, both of you heaving as the fight has taken the breath out of both of you. You can see the anger evident on Luke’s and can only assume it was evident on your face as well.
The silence laying over the two of you like a dark cloud. Then the next thing you know, Luke has his hand on the back of your neck and is crashing his lips into yours.
Your lips interlocked for a few seconds, as they move together and the two of you pour your emotions into the kiss.
Then you’re pulling away from him and taking a step back. Both of you looking at each other bewildered. Your hand moves up to trace your lips, the feeling of his still lingering on them. Then you poof out before either of you could say another word.
“And cut!” Kenny is clapping his hands at the scene that just unfolded in front of him, “That was amazing you two, great job!”
You smile at his words, grateful that you finally got this scene over and that you were able to make your way through it.
You look around trying to find Owen but you can’t seem to find his blonde hair anywhere in the crowd.
“Do you see Owen?” You whisper at Charlie, hoping that he had eyes on your boyfriend.
“No, I don’t.”
You can feel your heart tug at his words. Owen said he would be there for you and this scene, so not having him there upsets you.
“Go find him.”
That’s all it takes for you to speed walk off the set and go looking for Owen. You didn’t know where to look for him, but if he wasn’t around the common area you assumed, he was in his trailer.
You were right.
You slowly open the door and peek your head around it, hoping to see your boyfriend.
You see the top of his blonde hair hanging off the couch.
“Owen?” You make your way into the trailer; you were just greeted by a grunt coming for your boyfriend who had his face buried into the couch.
“O?” Again you ask, sitting on the end of the couch, rubbing your hand up and down his back. “Why did you leave back there?”
Owen stays lying face down for a few more seconds, letting your rub your hand on his back longer before he rolls over to face you.
He doesn’t say anything, he just stares at you.
“Why so you think I left?” The tone of his voice shocking you especially at how short he was about it.
You just look back at him, confused.
“It’s actually just my favorite thing getting to watch my best friend make out with my girlfriend! Sorry I didn’t want to see it last any longer.” Owen cuts you off before you can even say anything else. He also has himself up and, on his feet, so he in front of you, yelling now.
You’re shocked, you two talked before it happened, granted it wasn’t a long talk but you thought it was enough.
“I’m sorry O, I know that couldn’t have been fun but I thought our conversation before helped.” Owen’s eyes soften at your words, he wasn’t mad at you and he didn’t mean to take it out on you.
He moves to sit next to you on the couch, a little calmer now that he has you in front of him instead of him left alone with his intrusive thoughts.
With a huff and a hand moving through his hair, Owen goes to speak, ‘I know, I know. I’m sorry love, it’s not your fault and you’re right we did talk about it before. I trust you and Charlie completely and know it was nothing but professional.”
You move closer to him, taking his hand in yours. This gets him to look up at you, finally looking you in the eyes. “Then what is it?” You still don’t understand his outburst.
“It’s just…” He trails off, embarrassed of the words that were about to leave him, “the fans already ship Luke and Tatum from the teasers, so they’re starting to make comments about how you guys would look good together so it’s just hard to see.”
Your eyes widen at his words not expecting his confession. “Plus everyone already talks about how attractive Charlie is, it just makes me insecure.”
Your heart breaks slightly as his words, you lean in closer to Owen and put your hand behind his neck not letting him look anywhere but you. “Owen Patrick Joyner, you are without a doubt the most handsome man I have ever laid my eyes on! Every day I look at you and just wonder how lucky I am that I somehow got you!”
Owen doesn’t say a word, he just presses his lips against yours. You enjoy the feeling of his lips on yours.
You’re the one to pull apart, “Besides O, they don’t know we’re dating, I bet if they did things would be different.” You wiggle your eyebrows at your words,  causing Owen to laugh.
“That is a fair point.”  He says.
“I’m glad you agree because  I think so too!” You laugh and press your lips against his again. The feeling of his lips was one you would never get tired of.
“Does that mean we’re going public?” He asks while placing kisses all across your face, making you laugh.
“I think it does Joyner, I think it does.”
The two of you spend the next few minutes looking through your photos trying to figure out which one to post. You finally land on a picture Charlie had taken of the two of you one day, Owen was sitting on their counter and has his arms wrapped around you while you were between his two legs. You were leaning up for a kiss and Owen was laughing, it was one of your favorite photos.
You posted it on your story, tagging him and with the caption surprise. Owen then shared it to his own story with hearts added onto it.
Both of your dm’s were quickly flooded by fans with their congratulations and excitement. One particularly stood out to Owen, it read “I told everyone, you guys were end game it was never Y/N and Charlie.” A smile makes its way onto his face.
“See I told you that they would like us together.” You look over his shoulder and up at him smiling.
“I guess you’re right.”
The two of you lean in and meet in the middle for a passionate kiss, the both of you were happy to finally be able to be public with your relationship. All of Owen’s insecurities fading away too, happy that he had his girl who loved him so much.
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undyingskies · 3 years
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Younger Sister
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request: yes;
“hey! i love your writing so much! i was just wondering if you could write a fic where you’re jeremy’s younger sister and he finds out that you fancy owen and keeps trying to keep you away from him but you and owen end up sneaking around anyways?”
a/n: I hope everyone enjoys this one, it ended up being really fun to write!
Also just a reminder that my requests are closed for the time being, I am trying to get my number of requests down again before I open them back up! I hope to have them open soon! My inbox is still open though so I can still talk and interact with everyone!
warnings: none
tagged: @mah-gah-lee​
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You didn’t think at this age you would have to be sneaking around with a boy. Let alone sneaking around with a boy because of your older brother Jeremy.
Yet here you are, your back pressed up against the closet that was a part of Julie’s bedroom set. Your hands entangled in the blond hair that was attached to the boy who had his lips pressed up against your neck. Faint gasps of pleasure escaping your lips.
As much as you loved moments like this and loved having the handsome boy’s body pressed against yours, you were hyper aware of the voices and bodies that were around set that sounded like they were making their way towards the two of you.
“Owen...” You do your best to get out but his mouth working wonders on your neck makes it almost impossible.
The voices get closer.
“Owen!” This time you succeed and are able to pull your body from his, “I think people are coming!”
He looks around panicked, now hearing the voices too since he was pulled back to reality.
“Get in the closet.” As the words leave Owen’s mouth, he starts to open the door and push you in.
“What? No?” You tell him trying to hold your ground, “You get in the closet.”
You can tell Owen is trying to hold in his laugh based on the look on his face.
“Y/N, you think they’re not going to think it’s weird if you’re the one that’s just alone in here?” He pauses, “or would it make more sense if they guy who acts on the show is alone in the set they’re going to shoot on later.”
“Ugh fine!” His logic makes sense, so you let him push you into the closet and close the door behind him.
You can’t believe that this is the scenario you got yourself in. You probably could have avoided it if it weren’t for your brother Jeremy, but alas here you were.
“Owen, what are you doing here?” Speak of the devil, the voice belongs to your brother.
“Well I thought the next scene was here but turns out I was wrong; I was just about to leave.”
On the other side of the door you would have witnessed Jeremy, Charlie, and Carolynn all give each other a look, not fulling believing the words that left Owen’s mouth. He had been acting weird lately and they had noticed.
“Anyways, Care what are you doing here?” Owen tried to change the topic of conversation, again it was noted.
“Oh uh, I was going to take Y/N to lunch and then shopping to have a girls day with her! But I can’t find her.”
Carolynn had decided that a girls day for you two would be a good idea, especially after the fight you and Jeremy had gotten in just days prior. The atmosphere around the two siblings was still tense so she was trying to ease the situation.
Your mind flashes back to the fight just days prior.
“Y/N, hello, Y/N,” your brother is waving his hand in front of your face to get your attention, “earth to Y/N.”
His voice snapping you out of your gaze.
“What Jeremy?” You ask frustrated at your brothers antics.
“I was asking you a question but you couldn’t seem to pay attention to anything else except for my friend.” Both you and Jeremy roll your eyes at his words.
“Shut up Jer, I wasn’t starting! I just got lost in my thoughts.” You try brushing off his words, not wanting to get into this with him or expose what truly was going on.
“Well good because the last person you can be with is Owen.”
His words shock you. They even shock Carolynn. You both knew Jeremy was protective but he was never so blatant about something like that.
“Excuse me?”
“I said what I said Y/N, the last person you could be with is one of my best buddies, not happening!”
Again, you’re shocked by him.
“I think I’m old enough to make decisions on who I can and cannot date Jeremy, even if one happens to be a friend of yours.”
At your words, Jeremy has himself on his feet. His anger evident on face. You’ve seen him mad before but not like this. It was weird.
“Seriously Y/N? You don’t get it. You can’t date Owen not only because he’s my friend but because you’ll just get in the way of things and I won’t have you ruining my friendship with him when you get bored of him like you always do with your crushes. So get over it.”
You can feel the tears well up in your eyes at your brothers words. You didn’t realize how low he thought of you.
“Wow Jer. I didn’t realize how badly you thought of me but I guess thanks for letting me know! Just because you’re married doesn’t mean you know everything that has to do with relationships. But thanks.”
With that you’re on your feet, fuming at Jeremy. His face falls at your words, realizing what actually came out of his mouth. Instant regret filling him.
Truth be told, he was just weirded out about the idea of you and Owen together, knowing both of you had a crush on one another. Yet he didn’t know what was already happening between the two of you.
Carolynn’s words pull you from your flashback of the fight.
“Maybe I should just call her?” Panic fills both you and Owen.
“No!” Everyone gives him weird looks due to the outburst, “I actually thought I saw her down by the trailers on my way over here!”
“Oh okay, I guess I will go find her then. Bye guys!” Carolynn leaves them waving to go to try to find you not knowing you were about a foot away from her.
That leaves the three boys together and you still crouched in the closet. All three of them just stand there looking at one another awkwardly.
“Well, they actually need us at the school set so we should get going.” Charlie is the one to break the silence.
Jeremy just nods and follows his lead.
“I’ll be right behind you guys; I lost my phone in here so I have to find it.”
The two boys shared a look, not trusting Owen, but still leaving him on his own.
Once you hear their footsteps fade, you open the closet door and peek around it.
“Have you still not talked to him since your fight the other day?”  Owen reaches out to grab your hand and pulls you in front of him as he sits on the bed.
“Nope, I haven’t. We both have pretty much been avoiding each other.” You shrug your shoulders, “which hasn’t been hard since he leaves early and comes home late.”
All Owen does is nod back to you and moves to stand up and place his lips on yours.
You let him guide your lips for a little longer before you pull away. Your brothers words swirling through your head.
“I just wish he would mind his own business.” You say as you push Owen off of you. He looks at you with sympathy.
“He just loves you and wants to look out for you and based on what you said the fight was about I would say the same for me as well?” He ends his statement with a question not really knowing the answer.
“Besides I get him not wanting his friend to have a friends with benefits relationship with his younger sister.”
Your eyes widen at his words, that hurt. Friends with benefits relationship. Just a benefits relationship. You thought it was more than that.
You pull your hands from Owen and step back to put space between you guys. Owen notices and tries to grab your hands again but you don’t let him.
“Oh just a friends with benefits relationship. You’re right.” Owen can hear the hurt on your voice, his words now ringing in his head.
“Shit Y/N, that’s not what I meant, I...”
“No, Owen you’re right! This is just a benefits relationship so maybe we should just end it now so I don’t have to deal with the attitude from my brother anymore thinking I like you!”
“Y/N, come on.”
He tries to reach for you again but again you step away from him. The tears in your eyes no longer welling but falling freely down your cheeks.
You turn on your heel and book it out of the set, Owen hot on your heels calling your name. But you don’t stop. You keep running through the set, weaving through the people, until you run into a chest.
You look up and through your blurry vision you can see your brother. He immediately wraps his arms around you and you bury your face in his chest, your tears seeping through his shirt.
“What’s the matter Y/N? What’s wrong?” Instead of the frustration you’ve heard from him the last few days, all you hear is worry.
“Y/N!” Owen’s loud voice pulls your head from Jeremy’s chest. He stops when he’s in front of you just a few feet away, looking at the two of you.
Jeremy looks at you and then Owen, his eyes go back and forth for a few seconds before it seems like it all clicked.
Jeremy is pulling you from his body and pushing you to stand to the side of him, next to Carolynn and Charlie who made their way over to you once they saw you crying in his chest.
“What did you do?” Jeremy says through clenched teeth, no one had ever saw him this angry or sound so scary.
“Nothing Jer,” Owen goes to move around your brother but he stops him, “just let me go, I need to talk to her.”
“No, you’re not talking to her, Owen. It looks like you’ve done enough.” The anger still seething through Jeremy.
“You don’t even know what you’re talking about dude, just let me talk to her.” Again he tries to move past him and to you. Carolynn pulls you a little closer to her at his actions.
“I said no Owen. See!” Jeremy turns to look at you and then back at Owen, “I told you this was a bad idea! Now look, you’ve hurt my sister and now I can’t be your friend anymore because all I want to do is punch you now.”
Everyone chuckles a little at Jeremy’s words, even though tensions were high, everyone heard the falter in his voice when he said that because everyone knew Jeremy was the softest person.
“Dude like I said you don’t know what you’re talking about please just let me go so I can talk to her!”
“No Owen, you...” Owen’s voice loud and yelling cuts Jeremy off.
“Dude I love her! I love her okay? And I said something dumb trying to hide it so I wouldn’t complicate anything more between you guys because you were already acting weird at just the idea of us liking one another but I love her and want to be with her.” His voice slowly turns into a whisper at the end. Owen didn’t think this would be the time he would have admitted his feelings for you but it happened.
“What?” Both you and Jeremy at the same time. Everyone was shocked to say the least.
Owen just shyly smiles at everyone, not knowing what to say anymore.
You slowly step away from Carolynn and walk up behind Jeremy to stand next to him. Owen still just a few feet in front of the two of you.
“You said what?” Your shocked at his confession but need to hear him say it again to believe it.
Owen stands and just stares at you for a few second before he makes his way toward you. He stops once he is in front of you, this time when he reaches for your hands you don’t pull away.
The only person that moves is Jeremy so he can turn and face you guys.
“I love you Y/N, and I’m pretty sure I have since the minute you walked through set the first day you got here.” He smiles at you, which you return, “I’ve known for a while now but I got nervous because you were always saying we had to keep us a secret and then I got extra nervous when you told me about the fight so I thought if I just made us a casual thing in my head, I would believe it and my feelings would go away.”
You just look up at him, at a loss for words.
“Obviously that wasn’t the right move.”
You both chuckle at his words.
“I mean it though when I say it Y/N, I love you and I would much rather be in a real relationship than continue with the sneaking around.”
Without another word, you have your arms thrown around Owen’s neck and are pulling him down to have his lips meet yours. It was a short lived kiss because you needed to get how you felt out.
“I love you too Owen.”
Then your lips are back on each other’s, moving together passionately.
“Okay, ew! Gross! Stop that!” Jeremy is the one to make you two pull away, well more force you two as he moves to stand in between you guys.
“I really don’t need to be seeing that.” Everyone laughs at the look on his face and at his words. You shove your hand onto his face and push him away laughing.
“Well you’re going to have to get used to it big bro!” Again everyone is laughing at the look on his face.
“Okay I know this is like a happy thing considering the moments prior but is anyone else curious at how long they were sneaking around without anyone knowing?” Charlie chimes in, shocked that you were actually able to keep it a secret from everyone.
“Well,” you begin, looking at Owen trying to think how long it had been, “I moved in with them 5 months ago so I would say at least 4?”
You weren’t quite sure, the start of the two of you was quite a blur. A real whirlwind romance if you will.
“That sounds about right.” Owen shrugs his shoulders agreeing with you.
“Okay that’s impressive.” Charlie says and again everyone laughs.
“Alright hold on,” now it’s Jeremy’s turn to chime in again, “I don’t know how I feel about all this quite yet,” he says while moving his arms around the two of you, “but Y/N looks happy so I guess it’s fine. But I swear if you hurt her Owen Patrick Joyner, I don’t know what I will do but it will be something!” Jeremy says trying to keep his best stern face.
“Alright slow down there tiger.” Carolynn says, wrapping her arm around his waist and laughing. “I’m sure he will treat her perfectly, won’t you Owen?”
“Of course I will!”
He wraps his arms around your waist to pull you in for a hug and press his lips against yours again.
“Alright I just don’t need to see that okay!” Jeremy is pulling you away from Owen laughing, “And I’m sorry about the other day Y/N. I just got freaked out about the idea but of course I trust you and Owen. I guess now even if I didn’t, I wouldn’t have a choice, but I am glad you’re happy that’s all I want for you.”
You wrap your arms around your brother, hugging him tightly. “I know Jer, and I appreciate that. Even if you are an annoying older brother sometimes.”
“Oh shut it, you love me.” He says, ruffling your hair. “Ya, ya, ya. I love you whatever.” You say shoving his arm away.
“Love you too sis!”
“Alright can I have my girlfriend back please?” Owen says pulling you away from Jeremy now.
“Girlfriend? No one here was asked to be a girlfriend.” You say sassily back to Owen, causing everyone to laugh.
Again he is wrapping his arms around your waist to keep you in front of him and looking at him.
“You’re right, my bad! Y/N would you please be my girlfriend?”
A huge smile on both your faces. “I would love to be your girlfriend Owen!”
You lean in to connect your lips to his yet again. Loving the feeling of them on yours, it was one you would never get tired of.
“Hey! What did I say! Gross!”
And you pull apart yet again because of your brothers words.
“Sorry!” Both you and Owen say in sync laughing.
“Ya, ya, whatever!” Jeremy says turning to walk away.
Owen leans down to press a quick kiss on your lips, both of you pull apart smiling. Everything was finally good again; you’ve got your brother and now your boyfriend. Nothing could get better than that.
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undyingskies · 3 years
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request: yes
“Could you do an Owen imagine where the reader surprises him in Oklahoma and is super nervous with the help of his mom and then the reader loses her v card but he’s the best gentleman?”
A/N: I got a little carried away with this one, but I love it and I hope you all love it too. 
warnings: There is a make out scene and sex is implied, but that is it. 
tagged: @mah-gah-lee​, check her blog out! She is amazing and so are the fics she writes!
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“I miss you.”
That was the text that was displayed on your lock screen. A smile made its way across your face at the text, little did your boyfriend know that he would be seeing you in just a few hours.
You quickly send him a text back, letting him know you missed him too and that you were getting ready for your next shift at work. You knew that was a lie but you needed a reason for why you wouldn’t be responding to him for a few hours.
You see it’s been about 2 months since the last time you saw Owen, he moved back to Oklahoma after they finished filming Julie and The Phantoms. That left you alone in LA without your boyfriend. He was supposed to come back after a few months but then the pandemic hit, which kept him from coming back due to safety precautions.
The distance has been really hard on the both of you. You were the couple that was always together, if someone saw Owen they would expect to see you just a few seconds after and vice versa. So being apart for so long has proved to be really hard.
Sure the two of you text and facetime constantly, especially with Owen not currently filming anything. You pick up a few shifts a week doing take out to help pay the bills but due to cut hours, you have a lot of free time as well. All of that is to say, you really did facetime and talk constantly.
But to no avail, it was still hard and you both missed each other greatly.
About three weeks ago, you got a call from Owen’s mom. She called to practically beg you to come out to visit, she said she couldn’t handle seeing Owen so sad anymore. She was especially worried because he was about to move in his own apartment, alone. She said she didn’t want him to be alone and sad.
That’s when she told you that she would help you pay for a ticket if it meant that you would come to Oklahoma for a few weeks. She did not have to ask you twice.
That’s when the two of you devised the current plan that is in action. The day after your phone call you went and got tested for COVID. You got a negative test but still quarantined for the two weeks leading up to your flight, just to be extra cautious and safe.
Once you got to Oklahoma, his mom would pick you up from the airport and bring you to Owen’s new apartment. She had strategically planned  when to have you come out so that he would have been in his new apartment for a few days and then offer to bring him dinner over.
What he didn’t know is that she would be bringing dinner and you over to his new home.
You were so excited to see Owen and his mom was just as excited to surprise her son with his dearly missed partner.
It had felt like it took the  two weeks forever to pass by and now here you are on the plane going to see Owen. Your legs were bouncing and hands tapping on the arm rest due to your nerves and excitement.
It would just be a few more hours before you finally got to see the love of your life. You really could not wait.
You shoved your earphones in, blasted your regular tunes, and closed your eyes. Hoping that sleep would make the flight go by faster and leave you feeling refreshed for when you land.
Your nap helped; it really did. Little did you know that your nap would turn into sleeping the entire flight and you being woken up by the wheels hitting the mat.
You had finally landed. You rip your headphones out and turn airplane mode off your phone. It takes a minute before it connects back to your cellular data.
When it does you see that you have two texts, one from Owen and one from his mom.
The one from Owen was just him telling you he hoped you had a good shift and to let him know once you’re off.
The one from his mom had just come in, it was her letting you know that she had just arrived at the airport and was waiting for you. You quickly text her back, opting out of texting Owen back for a little longer, you let her know you had landed and were about to get off the plane.
It feels like you’re running through the airport, once you’re off the plane. Hoping that the faster you moved, the faster you would finally get to see Owen.
You quickly make your way to the baggage claim where you see a familiar blonde haired woman standing close by. You run up to her, happy as can be, once you reach her you embrace her in a hug.
“Y/N, it is so good to see you! I am so happy you’re here!” She tells you, as you pull apart. You smile widely back at her.
“It’s so good to see you too Mrs. Joyner, I am so happy to be here! Thank you so much again for helping make this possible!” You tell her as you see your bag make its way around the loop of the claim.
“Of course sweet pea! Anything for you and my boy. I’m excited to finally see him genuinely happy again!” She tells you as she leads you to her parked car, helping you lift your luggage into the trunk.
You hop in the passenger seat of the car, as she jumps in the driver’s seat and starts the engine.
“We’re actually not to far from his apartment, it was a good idea to fly into the smaller airport rather than the big one! We’re only about 20 minutes from his place!” She informs you, as she starts the drive to Owen’s apartment.
You nod your head, letting her know you were paying attention to her words. You are a little lost in your thoughts as you watch the city pass by through the window.
The city slowly turns into bare land, and then into a small community. It was really cute, had the small town feel that you always loved.
The two of you just sat in silence, with the music softly playing, as you just stared out the window watching the world around you.
Just like his mom said, his apartment wasn’t far. Before you even knew it, you watched apartment buildings come to view through the window. Then the both of you were parking in a spot.
Your breathing got shorter, your palms sweatier, as you realized you were just moments away from seeing Owen.
“So I was thinking that you can stand to the side of me against the wall, so he doesn’t see you right away and then when I walk in you can as well! Does that sound like a good plan?” She asks you pulling you from your thoughts.
She must have noticed your nervousness at your lack of response and look on your face. She places a gentle hand on your shoulder, gaining your attention.
“It’s going to be just fine Y/N, he will be so excited to see you!” She tells you with the biggest smile. You trusted her, her words calming you down.
With a deep breath in and out, you’re unbuckling your belt and getting out the door.
“Well let’s get going then?” You ask her with a smile on your face. She follows your lead getting out of the car.
You grab your suitcase and begin following her into the apartment and to the elevator. She presses level 5. Once the elevator reaches the right floor, you’re following her through the hallway until you reach his door.
You can feel your breath pick up again. You wipe your palms on the thighs of your jeans and take a deep breath in. She turns to smile at you before she moves to knock on the door.
You press your body flush up against the wall, trying to blend in with it. You can hear feet shuffling behind the door and then it open.
“Hi Mom.” The biggest smile makes its way across your face at hearing his voice. It sounds even better in person.
“Hi honey, I brought you over a pasta dinner like I said I would.” She tells him, he moves to open the door wider to allow her to come in.
“Well come on in, thank you again.” He says while walking back into his apartment.
She turns and smiles at you before she steps into the apartment. You following behind her, quietly. The minute your suitcase comes in contact with his hardwood floor it can be heard.
At the noise Owen spins around fast, confused at it. Then his eyes come in contact with your figure. It’s almost like he was frozen, he just stares at you, shocked.
You’re smiling wide at him, taking in his appearance. He looks better than you remember. His hair is longer than the last time you saw him, a look that makes your heart skip a beat. He’s wearing a blue sweatshirt and some sweatpants. He looks so handsome; you can’t help but think.
“Hi there Joyner.” You say.
As quick as Owen had turned to face you, is as quick as he was to run up to you and embrace you in his arms, once he comes out of his trance due to your words.
You have your legs wrapped around his waist and his head is buried in your neck. Your giggles fill the room as he spins you around.
As his spinning comes to slow down, you release your legs from his waist. You land back on your feet, but the two of you are still entangled.
“I can’t believe you’re here.” You hear him say, still buried in your neck. You pull slightly as his hair, getting him to pick his head up to look at you.
Huge smiles grace both of your faces as the two of you look at each other. Your hands move to cup his face.
“Hi again.” A giggle falls from you as you say it. The two of you are just so delighted to finally be together.
He leans forward to press your lips together, in what feels like the most perfect kiss. You had missed the feeling of his lips on yours. The two of you pull apart as you hear his mom start talking.
“Well, I will let you the of  two be now! There’s enough dinner for the both of you, I hope you guys have a good time!” She tells you. Owen let’s go of you to hug his mom.
“Thank you so much for this Mom, thank you for bringing Y/N to me.” He says while hugging her. She lets go of him to hug you.
“Thank you again Mrs. Joyner.” You tell her. “Of course, have fun!” She says back to you as she leaves.
Owen locks the door as she leaves. He turns to face you, leaning against the door looking at you. His face is covered by a smile that has not faded since his eyes landed on you.
You laugh under his gaze and give him a wave. Which causes him to chuckle, as he pushes off the door to make his way to you.
He pulls you into him, chest to chest.
“Soooo, what do you want to do?” He asks you, leaning to give you a kiss. You laugh against his lips and pull away.
“How about the grand tour of casa de Joyner.” You tell him. He grabs your hand as he starts to make his way through his apartment.
The two of you walk into the living room, which is occupied by just a couch and the TV on the floor.
“Nice decorating skills.” You laugh out, he rolls his eyes at you. “Shut uppp, I’ve only had two days to set up here.” He laughs back at you.
He takes you around the apartment, showing you the kitchen, the balcony, bathroom, and finally his room.
Which is just as bare as the living room. He has another TV on the floor, as well as his mattress on the floor.
“I know what you’re thinking Y/N, but two days okay?” He laughs. “If I had known you were coming, I would have tried to get more done.” He tells you.
You laugh a little at his words, what his home looks like could not matter less to you. All that mattered to you was the fact that you were finally together again.
You walk up to him to wrap your arms around his neck. His arms quickly find their way home around your waist, as he pulls you closer. You smile up at him.
“You know I don’t care about how it looks O! I’m just happy to be here with you.” Smiles cover both your faces.
“I’m happy you’re here too love.” He says back to you before his lips find their way onto yours.
He deepens the kiss as his lips interlock with your bottom in between his. Your hands entangle in his now longer hair. You pull at it causing him to groan.
You’re able to catch his bottom lip between yours and suck a little, while pulling away from him. His arms tighten around your waist, and pulls you flush against him at your actions.
His lips chase yours, to connect again. This time his tongue slips from his mouth to swipe against your bottom lip, asking for entrance. Which you grant him.
As the kiss gets more passionate, Owen has you off your feet. Your legs wrap against his waist and in seconds he has your back against the wall. Your lips never leave each other’s.
Until he moves to leave kisses across your jaw and down your neck, causing you to be the one to let out a groan this time. Your hands travel down his back, as he continues his attack on your neck. You reach the bottom of his sweatshirt, pulling at it.
You’re able to pull at it enough to get his attention. He leaves his attack on your neck, to look at you. His eyes never leave yours, as you pull at his sweatshirt one last time to get it over his head. Your feet land back on the floor as you finish your action.
You pull him back down to you, pushing your body against his, leaning in to connect your lips again.
As much as Owen is enjoying what is happening between the two of you, he stops and pulls away when he feels you start to tug at the hem of his sweatpants.
He grabs your hands from his pants and pulls them to land on his chest. He looks at you straight in the eyes, for the most intense eye contact of your life.
“Are you sure Y/N?” He asks, starting to feel a little apprehensive as the two of you never fully engaged in sex yet.
You were a virgin. You knew Owen was the one and trusted him with everything, but you had just been waiting for the moment to finally do it with him for the first time. You knew this was the time. You loved him so much.
You nod your head yes, moving to reconnect your lips. Owen moves back slightly, not allowing the contact.
“No, I need to hear you say it. I love you so much and want this more than anything. But I need to know you’re 100% about this before we go all the way.” He tells you. You can see how much he cares about you.
“Yes Owen, I am 100% sure I want to do this with you.”
At hearing your words, Owen has his lips back on yours in a blink of an eye. The love and passion between the two of you was intense.
Then before you knew it, both of your clothes are on a pile on the floor, your limbs are tangled together underneath his sheets, and your heavy breaths can be heard throughout his room.
You have your head against his bare chest and his hand is drawing small circles across your back and shoulders. The both of you just enjoying the intimate moment.
“You know if there’s an Ikea nearby, I could have your home decorated in the next day.” You tell him breaking the silence.
A chesty laugh leaves his lips at your words. He couldn’t believe that was the first thing that left your mouth after the actions you both just engaged in. You start to giggle along with him.
“That was not the first thing I expected to hear from you after what just happened, but there is in fact an Ikea nearby we could go to.” He informs you.
You turn to lay on your stomach, to be able to get a better look at him. A smile laid across your face, as you admire him. You could never get enough of him.
You push yourself up a little to be able to reach his mouth. You connect your lips together for a sweet kiss.
“Thanks for being the best O.” A smile makes its way across his lips. “That was better than I could have imagined, thank you for always treating me so well and being a complete gentlemen.” You finish your confession off with.
He connects your lips again for a sweet kiss.
“Of course Y/N. I love you with my whole heart.” He tells you. “Thank you for being the best and coming to surprise me. I truly could not be happier.”
“Of course, I could not be happier to be here either.” You tell him. Another silence settles between the two of you, neither of you could contain your smiles or happiness.
“Now about that Ikea.” You break the silence again, causing both you and Owen to laugh.
“Ya, ya, ya! The Ikea, I will take you there tomorrow.” He says pulling you into his side.
The two of you spend the rest of the night, tangled up together. You talk about the things you want to get to decorate his apartment with as you enjoy the dinner his mom made the two of you.
You can’t help but think how truly lucky you are to have him and how much you loved him. You don’t realize but with every smile and laugh that escapes your lips that night Owen is thinking that exact same thing.  
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Masterlist
Hi everyone! Here is my masterlist, I will do my best to always have it up to date with all of the fics I have written! 
*REQUESTS CURRENTLY CLOSED*
Owen Joyner:
•    Heartbreak Girl : Owen comforts his best friend from her recent break up from her long term boyfriend. In the end Owen ends up confessing his feelings for her.
•      Snow Day Firsts : It’s Y/N first time seeing the snow, so they go outside to play in it.
•      PDA : Owen isn’t huge on PDA and Y/N is having a hard time with it. Owen over hears Y/N talking to Savannah about her feelings, and goes to fix it.
•     Stomach Ache : Y/N is not feeling well and Owen takes care of them.
•      Germany : Owen is taking his girlfriend to meet his family in Germany for the first time.
•    First Time (18+) : MATURE CONTENT : Owen takes his girlfriends virginity.
•    Pregnancy Scare : Y/N isn’t feeling well and Owen jokes about her being pregnant, which causes them both to panic and take a test.
•      Just Fine : Y/N has a kissing scene in her show and some pictures of it were leaked with no context. This causes tention with Owen.
• Teach Me : Owen tries to teach his SO how to play the drums.
•      Days Like This : Y/N is struggling with depression and blocks Owen out, which causes some friction between the two of them.
•     Remember The Mornings : Owen starts to pull away from his relationship which causes Y/N to break up with him.
                      •Part Two : Owen and Y/N try to fix what is broken.
•      Surprise : Y/N surprises Owen in Oklahoma with the help of his mom after not seeing each other for a few months. 
•    Drown : At a party for all of their friends Y/N and Owen’s true feelings come to surface.
•      With You : Y/N and Owen are best friends and Owen is back home visiting for some time. This time around he can’t seem to keep his obvious feelings a secret from his oblivious best friend.
•      How About No : After a surprise scene for Y/N, Owen gets uncomfortable by the fact that his girlfriend has to kiss his best friend in front of him. 
•      Younger Sister : Jeremy doesn’t like the fact that his younger sister and Owen seem to have crushes on one another, but he doesn’t know what’s going on behind his back.
Charlie Gillespie:
•      Scared Off : Y/N is a choreographer for Julia and The Phantoms. She ends up falling for Charlie and they confess their feelings for each other unexpectedly.
•      Jealous : Charlie’s girlfriend visits him on set after a long time and an extra hits on her when Charlie is filing a scene.
•      Adrenaline : Charlie and Y/N can’t seem to get enough of each other because of the adrenaline it causes.
•    Handsome : Y/N calls Charlie handsome for the first time and he can’t seem to hide his excitement.
•      Best Friend’s Brother : Y/N is best friends with Charlie’s older brother. Y/N ends up being a writer for JATP, which Charlie is staring in, so his older brother offers up the idea of the two of them living together. Where they may or may not end up falling for one another.
•      Hanukkah : After Y/N reads a comment about Hanukkah and Charlie, the holiday spirit vanishes. Charlie does his best to let Y/N know he loves celebrating the holiday. 
•     Let’s Have a Baby : Charlie and Y/N have a pregnancy scare but Charlie get’s excited about the thought of having a baby. When Y/N gets her period Charlie feels disappointed and proposed an idea. 
• Beach Daze : Charlie and Y/N end up having the same day off and their friends seem to have the same idea of going to the beach.
•      Clingy : Y/N overhears Charlie calling her clingy because of a few days in a bad mood. Y/N ends up ignoring Charlie the next day letting him know how much he really does need her.
Jeremy Shada:
*Out of respect for Jeremy and Carolynn I will not write romantic fics, but if you want a friendship fic or a fic that involves Jeremy as a friend I will gladly do so.
Madison Reyes:
*Madison is a minor so I will not write romantic fics about her in any capacity. With that being said, similarly to Jeremy, I am happy to write friendship fics for her as I think they could be fun and harmless.
Booboo Stewart:
•     Always There For You : Booboo’s girlfriend starts to have a panic attack at the cast party. He does his best to be there for her and support her.
Alex Mercer:
*I will not write any fics changing Alex’s sexuality.
•       Adventure Days : Alex and Willie have one of their adventure days planned out but Alex can't help but feel boring and his anxiety starts to get bad. 
•      Nightmare : Willie is finally able to escape from Caleb for the night, but his night with Alex is interrupted by a nightmare.
Luke Patterson:
•       Taken Care Of : Julie goes looking for Luke after not hearing from him all day long, only to find him sick in bed.
Reggie Peters:
Julie Molina:
•      Taken Care Of : Julie goes looking for Luke after not hearing from him all day long, only to find him sick in bed.
Willy:
•       Adventure Days  Alex and Willie have one of their adventure days planned out but Alex can't help but feel boring and his anxiety starts to get bad. 
•      Nightmare : Willie is finally able to escape from Caleb for the night, but his night with Alex is interrupted by a nightmare.
*I will do requests for other cast members or characters of JATP but I just have not gotten any yet so that is why I have not added to them to the list.
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undyingskies · 3 years
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Teach Me
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request: yes; “Hi! I just discovered your blog and I really like your fics!! Idk if you’re taking requests atm, but if you are, could you write one where the reader asks him to teach her to play the drums? lots of fluff?? thanks!!”
A/N: I did my best to teach myself about drums, I quickly gave up as I understood nothing but I was able to put some drum explanation is this! I really hope you enjoy! xoxo
Warnings: None, just lots of fluff!
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The last few days have been spent locked up in your shared apartment with your boyfriend Owen. Season 2 of Julie and The Phantoms was finally renewed, so they sent Owen a few songs from the new season to learn.
He had locked himself up in your spare room which housed his drum set. He spent the last 48 hours in there just banging away on his drums, hoping to get the hang of the news songs. He’s an amazing drummer but for some reason one of the songs just isn’t clicking for him.
You can hear his sighs and yells of frustration every time he attempts the song. He will get through part of it and then make a mistake or forget a certain part. What he really needed was a break, he knew that, you knew that, but he refused.
You finally hear the banging stop. You look up from the book you were attempting to read as you hear the door open and his footsteps make their way through the hallway. Owen rounds the corner and you see the tension in his shoulders.
His hair is a mess, pushed up in all different angles. You assume from his hand constantly running through it out of frustration. He is also missing his shirt and one sock. Random you know, but this disheveled look is normal in times of frustration like this.
Owen doesn’t think twice before he’s pushing the book away from your lap and plopping his head in replace of it. He doesn’t say anything when he grabs your hand and places it on his head. You automatically start to rub your fingers through it, scratching softly at his scalp. You know what he wants without him having to say a word.
The both of you just sit in silence. Owen enjoying the feeling of your hand running through his hair, his stress and tension leaving him as time passes by.
“Feeling any better now?” You ask him, noticing the stress leaving him. You move your other hand to scratch softly at his bare chest. He sighs at the contact.
“This is definitely helping.” He tells you.
“Want to talk about what’s frustrating you so much about the song?” You ask him continuing your movements.
“I’m not even really sure babe, something about it I’m just missing.” He sighs.
“Have you played anything else since trying to figure it out?” You ask him. He shakes his head no.
You know how Owen works. He gets frustrated by a song and he will only focus on that one. Usually if he would just move on, playing something else, even do something else he can figure it out once he goes back to it. Except he is stubborn, as stubborn as they get and in the moment he won’t admit that he needs to move on.
“Wanna teach me how to play a song?” You ask him. He’s asked you a few times if you wanted to learn but you were always caught up in something else. This felt like the right time.
A wide smile comes across his face and he’s sitting up and facing you in a flash. “Really?” He asks, the excitement evident on his face.
“Yes really! Come on, it should be fun!” You say as you grab his hands and drag him back into the room.
The two of you walk around his drum set and he pushes you a little to have you sit down on the chair. He runs back around the set to grab another and places it directly behind yours. He also has his drum sticks in hand.
“Okay so the basics. These are your sticks, obviously. If you look down at your feet there are two pedals. The one on the right is your bass drum pedal and the one on the left is connected to the hi-hat stand which makes the hi-hat cymbal make noise. Okay?” He asks you making sure you’re understanding or either keeping up with what he’s saying.
You nod your head yes, then he continues.
“This is the bass drum, then the floor tom. There is the tom-toms, ride cymbal, snare drum, and crash symbol.” He points to each one as he names them. You follow along the best you can.
He then goes into the logistics of all of it.  You couldn’t repeat it even if you wanted, it was a lot of information and you did your best to keep up.
“Want to try to learn a song now?” He asks you once he’s done explaining all of it. You hesitantly nod yes, he laughs.
“You got this baby!” He tells you with a large smile. He places the sticks in your hand. He wraps his arms around yours and places his hands on top of yours as well. His breath on the back of your neck, tickling you, causing you to giggle.
“Alright so first you’re going to want to put your foot on the bass drum pedal and hit it at this beat.” He demonstrates the beat, then has you to do it. “See you‘ve got it, good job!”
“Next you’re going to hit the floor tom, and then...” You do your best to listen and follow his lead as he demonstrates and explains to you what you need to do.
It was hard to focus though. His bare chest pressed up against your back, his arms wrapped around you, and his breath tickling your neck. I mean could you blame a girl?
He notices that you’re no longer paying attention. He laughs a little at the way you’re kind of just dazed off. He moves his hands to tickle your sides, your attention is brought back to him and laughter erupts from you.
You fight his hands off best you can as you continue to laugh. You’re able to slap them away after a few seconds.
“Owennn, what was that for?” You breath out heavily catching your breath from laughing so hard.
“I was just trying to get your attention back!” He laughed. “I thought you wanted to learn how to play the drums?” A pout makes his way onto his lips.
You spin the small chair around to face your pouting boyfriend. His arms find their way around your waist again.
“I did baby, I was just getting distracted! I’m sorry!” You tell him as you wrap your hands around his neck.
“Distracted? Distracted by what?” He asks confused.
“By you baby! You’ve got your body all wrapped up around mine and you’re breathing down my neck. It makes it hard for a girl to focus!” You tell him. A proud smile makes its way across his face.
“Oh so you think I’m distracting?” He wiggles his eyebrows at you, causing you both to giggle.
“You know it Joyner.” You tell him and lean in to connect your lips. The two of you getting caught up in the kiss, your bottom lip between his. He pulls away slightly biting your lip as he goes. Your lips follow his, not wanting to lose contact.
Your grip on his neck tightens as you pull him closer, crashing the two of your lips back together. The kiss is passionate and full of love. You pull away after a few minutes. The two of you swollen lipped and breathing heavily. You smile at him, now who’s looking dazed you think to yourself looking at his current state.
You break your grip on his neck and quickly spin around in your chair to face the drums again before he can say anything.
“What was that last thing you said about the cymbal?” You ask bringing the attention back to the drums.
You’re spun around to face him again, you drop the sticks you had just picked up at the movement. Owen has his arms wrapped around you yet again, pulling you impossibly close.
“Now what do you think you’re doing Y/L/N?” He asks you breathing out heavily.
“Just trying to learn the drums.” You giggle out, knowing you wouldn’t be doing that.
“I think I’ve got something else in mind after that little stunt you just pulled.” He says.
Then his lips are back in yours for another passionate kiss that takes your breath away. He has the two of you back on your feet, your hand in his, and he’s pulling you into your bedroom. You giggle as he pulls you.
Maybe you should ask to learn to play the drums more often you think to yourself as his lips are back on yours.
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undyingskies · 3 years
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Pregnancy Scare
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Request: yes, “Hi! I never ask anyone for an imagine before so here's me shooting my shoot. Could you please write an imagine about the reader having a pregnancy scare? Maybe she's been feeling a bit sick and Owen makes a joke about her being pregnant and reader realize that she missed her period and the whole pregnancy scare while Owen is besides her supporting her no matter what. Thank you 💗”
A/N: I hope you guys enjoy this one! I am hoping to have the Charlie fit out tomorrow, I am not sure yet but it is coming. I have a few more Owen requests to get done and I also have an idea for an Owen fic that maybe a two parter?? If people are into it! Thank you to everyone who has been liking my posts, following me, and sending requests! xoxo
Warnings: Brief mention of sex and moments of anxiety, but other than that it’s mostly just some fluff! 
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It has been days. Days and days and days of feeling like complete and udder garbage. You couldn’t even turn in your bed without having nausea hit you like a truck.
As many days you haven’t been feeling well is the same amount of days you haven’t left your house and barely spoken to anyone.
You didn’t meant to ghost anyone, especially Owen your boyfriend, but you felt so gross that doing anything but sleep just seemed way too difficult. You just wanted this to end, you wanted to feel normal again.
You hear your front door open and you panic a little but then you hear your boyfriends voice. A smile forming on your face, you did miss him.
“Y/N where are you?? I decided that you couldn’t ignore me if I was here with you.” You hear him chuckle and he makes his way into your room. Practically busting the door open, the sound of it hitting the wall causing you to wince.
Did you mention that on top of the constant nausea, you always had a migraine to just top it off.
Owen notices you wincing and immediately feels bad. He knows you’ve had a migraine for days now and he think to himself that he should have been more careful.
“Aw baby, I’m sorry. I forgot for a second buuuut I do have some medicine for you. I have caffeine pills that will hopefully help with the migraine, as well as advil. I also brought a heating pad for your stomach and some ginger ale too.” He tells you, sitting beside you on your  bed. He leans down to place a kiss on your forehead.
“You don’t feel warm or like you have a fever so that must be a good sign.” He tells you.
“I guess, I don’t know what’s going on though.” You tell him moving to sit up and face him. Which was a mistake, a big one. The minute you moved your whole head started to spin and you felt your stomach turn.
You look at Owen panicked. You push him out of your way, your feet landing on the cold floor, taking you to the bathroom as fast as they could. You reach the toilet just in time as your stomach empties itself into the porcelain bowl.
Your stomach continued to empty itself, which is shocking because you’ve barely eaten anything the last few days. Your throat burning and you’re left sitting by the toilet heaving.
You miss Owen coming in the bathroom and sitting beside you on the floor. He has one hand pulling your hair out of your face and the other gently rubbing circles on your back hoping it would help you calm down.
It takes a few minutes for you to calm down and catch your breath again. You push yourself up a little and your back comes in contact with your tub, offering you some support to lean on. You pull your knees to your chest and wrap your arms around them. You let your head rest on top of them.
You peak up at Owen and give him the biggest smile you could muster. Which quite frankly is pathetic, which causes him to laugh a little.
He moves again to sit next to you, pulling your body into his side. You lean your head on his shoulder. The two of you just in silence for a little.
“Are you feeling any better now Y/N?”
“I guess, still feel super nauseous.” You tell him. “It’s been so many days now; I just want it to be over.”
“Dude maybe you’re pregnant!” Owen says laughing, thinking his joke would lighten the mood.
That’s when it hits you and it hits you like a truck. Pregnant. Oh my god. You didn’t even realize it but you haven’t had your period this month. How could you not realize that? You start to panic; how could you be so stupid? How did you not notice? You feel your thoughts spiraling.
“You okay baby? What’s going on in that head of yours.” Owen asks you now worried because of the look on your face. He moves your face to look right at him.
“I...I missed my period this month. I didn’t even realize until you just said that. Owen, I could be pregnant!” You say panicked, looking at his face carefully and seeing a similar panicked look come across his face.
“What do you mean Y/N? That can’t be, we haven’t had sex in a while. The last time was...”  He trails off and realization hits the both of you.
The last time you guys had sex was on a night out. You both had a few too many drinks and were left giggly and touchy all night. You’re usually both so good at using protection but due to the level of intoxication that night, neither of you were quite sure if you did use it or not.
“Okay, okay. So it is possible.” You say, more panic setting in at this realization. Owen can tell how freaked out you are, between the two of you, you’re usually the one to calm the situation down. This time it has to be him. He grabs both your hands in his.
“Look at me baby. It’s going to be okay, you and I, we will get through this. Let’s just take a breath in and out and calm down first, okay?” He says making direct eye contact with you and breathing in sync with you. You nod and breath with him for a few seconds.
“What are we gonna do O? What if I am pregnant?” You ask, worry setting in again.
“If you’re pregnant then you’re pregnant and we’re gonna be parents. It’s you and I baby. I have your back no matter what.” He tells you with a smile, your nerves slowly starting to calm down.
“How about this, you take a nice warm shower and I will go buy some tests. Do you feel good enough to get in there? I think it’ll help you calm down and feel better.” He asks you. You nod your head yes.
Owen is quick to grab you by your hands and help you stand up. He goes to turn the water on and letting it run so it can get warm for you. He turns to help you pull your sweatshirt, well his sweatshirt, over your head. He leans down to give you a kiss and help you step into the warm water.
Your stress washing down the drain with the water.
“I’ll be right back baby. Take your time and relax okay. I promise it’s nothing to get too worked up over, remember it’s you and I no matter what.” He leans into the shower to give you a kiss goodbye. Then he’s on his way to the store, a blush on his cheeks as he has to purchase pregnancy tests from a stranger.
You let the warm water caress your skin, trying to calm your thoughts down. You can’t help but let them wonder. Owen just started his career, a family would get in the way of that, besides your both still so young, you don’t even live together yet. How is adding a baby to that going to help? Well it’s not going to help, you think.
Sobs start to wrack through your body as you let your intrusive thoughts take over your mind. You don’t know how long you were in the shower or how long Owen was gone but the water started to get cold.
Owen stepped into the apartment and he immediately heard your sobs. He quickly runs into the bathroom and turns the water off. He pulls you out of the shower and wraps the towel around your body, helping warm you up again.
He has your body so close to his, that you couldn’t possibly get closer. He’s placing soft kisses to your head and whispering sweet nothings into your ear hoping to help you calm down.
He hears your sobs quieting down and your breathing start to return to normal.
“What happened baby? When I left you were doing fine.” He asks you worried again.
“I just started thinking about it all. Owen you just started your career, a baby, a family would get in the way of that! Plus we’re so young, how could we manage a family this young? And to top it off we don’t even live together yet, I don’t want a baby forcing us to move in together or force us to move faster than we want too.” You spew out, feeling a little better now that you got everything you were feeling out.
A little nervous at Owen‘s reaction. He places his hands under your chin and has you look at him.
“Baby I told you, it’s you and me. No matter what. None of that stuff matters, my career will be fine. A family and a baby would not ruin that in any way. And yes, we’re young but who cares, we would be able to handle it. A baby would not force us to move faster than we want too, I love you with my whole entire heart Y/N. Maybe it is time to start moving forward.” He tells you maintaining eye contact the whole time. You smile at his words and lean in to kiss him.
“How about you take the test now?” He says placing the box in your hand. He leaves the bathroom and closes the door behind him.
Moment of truth you think to yourself as you open the box and prepare to pee on that little stick.
You set a timer for two minutes and make your way out of the bathroom to sit next to Owen on your bed. Owen has another idea though and pulls you to sit on his lap. You tighten the towel around you and he snuggles his head into your neck.
You breath in and just enjoy this moment with Owen. His hot breath on your neck and his thumbs rubbing small circles on the exposed skin of your legs.
He’s right, it really is him and you, since the moment you guys got together. He has always had your back and never faltered either, you doing the same for him. The love you guys have for each other is that once in a lifetime type of love. You feel your nerves calm down yet again at your thoughts but they spike up once again at your alarm blaring.
Owen lifts his head to look at you.
“Guess this is it.” He says to you, grabbing your hand and you both make your way into the bathroom and to the sink. Your test placed upside down on the sink.
You look at each other and take a deep breath in as you move to flip the test over.
*Not Pregnant*  it reads. A sigh of relief leaving both of your lips. You turn to look at each other and laugh a little.
“Is it bad that I am relieved?” He asks you, scratching the back of his neck nervously.
“No, not at all because same.” You tell him and lean in to give him a kiss. He wraps his arms around your waist.
“Thank you for being so sweet and the calm one throughout this.”
“Of course baby. Like I said the whole time it’s you and me, no matter what.” He leans in to give you a sweet kiss, all your negative and nervous thoughts fading at his words and lips on yours.
You really were so lucky to have him.
“Now how about that moving forward thing we were talking about. Maybe it is time to move in together?” He asks you his tone full of hopefulness.
“I think that’s a great idea.” You say smiling up at him. He leans in for another kiss.
You were now moving in with the love of your life and you could not be happier. The future was bright for the two of you.
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