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viscountoflondon · 6 months

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College Kavinsky 2.0

You drove down the street stressed that you were late. You arrive the restaurant and send an I’m here text waiting for him to respond as you sit in the car. When 5 minutes pass you think nothing of it but when it gets to 15 minutes you don’t why but your stomach sinks.

“Hello?” you say as he picked up and was silent

“Y/L/N?” “Yea?” you confirm turning down the volume in the car, you hear a lot of commotion in the background

“Shit sorry Y/L/N”

“Ohhh kayyyy” you were getting stood up. “Shit happened in the club emergency meeting and I just lost track of time I was gonna text”

You interrupt “I understand”

“I’m sorry” “Thanks” you respond nonchalantly “is everything okay?” you ask hearing a yelling match go on

“I can’t really talk now mind if I call later maybe we can hang out. I will make it up to you I promise”

“Sure” you respond in a flat tone “don’t stress about it, just call me back when you can” “Great thanks Y/L/N”

You sigh and look up. Did you just get stood up or was he playing the forgot lets hangout at your place possibly hook up game?

“Babes? What are you doing here?” Ivy asks you

You shrug “Peter couldn’t make it”

“Oh shit what did he say?”

“I don’t know something happened he lost track of time” You scoff taking off your shoes.“Some bullshit. Make up wasted, outfit down the drain”

“Aww don’t be like that” she pouts opening her arms for your to hug

You smile and give her one “Yeeaaa, i think he stood me up” “He wouldn’t do that!” she insists

“Well only time will tell Ivanna, only time will tell. I’m gonna go lay down” “Okay I’m here to talk if you want”

Ivy knew this wasn’t going as planned but she knew Peter just wouldn’t fake it like that only to stand you up she texted Cam only to be ignored for hours as well and he confirmed the same thing Peter said fight etc...

You agree one more time to meet Peter over the next weekend, it wasn’t the best time for you two but Peter really wanted to see you. So the best you could do was agree to a coffee date 2 hours max because you both had obligations after

“Hey!” he says walking in

“Hi” you greet smiling at him. He had managed to ease away the wall you immediately built up after last weekend

“Man you know all the cool places, I thought we were gonna meet at starbucks or something” “Nope!” you emphasis the P “they have good coffee, bagels, and treats”

“I don’t even know what to get I normally get my coffee from starbucks and its some latte shit” “Ooh I can order for you is your starbucks order sweet or not”

He shrugs “i don’t know like regular sweet”

“Perfect, want a bite or?” “I’ll follow your recommendation boss” You blush “Here” he hands you his card “I’m gonna find a seat place is kinda packed”

You nod and wait for your order to come out. It doesn't take more than 10 minutes. When he sees you approaching with the items he gets up to help you.

“Here is your order” you say, handing him his bagel and coffee while you take yours. “I got you a bacon egg and cheese bagel, NY Style and a Half White/ Half reg Mocha, latte.” “MMM! So good!” he says taking a sip of his drink

You smile “I have to stop myself from coming here everyday.”

“What do you have?” “Oh i have a white mocha caramel brulee iced latte and a cheddar bacon bagel with cream cheese, classics”

“Classic kind of girl” “I try new things sometimes I just like the classics you know can’t go wrong” He nods in agreement mouth full of food “So how have you been?” you ask cautiously “everything okay?” you pay attention to his mannerisms

He sighs “yea, i can’t say much but one of the sophomores got into a fight at the bar and the guy wanted to press charges it was crazy”

“Oh wow!”

He takes in a deep breath “I can’t wait for this to be over”

You tilt your head and look at him “I thought you liked being in a frat”

“I do but I don’t at the same time. It’s a lot you know. You have to like micromanage the freshmen and some sophomores make sure their are passing their classes, mentor them, Because that affects our metrics. Teach them to not be creeps. Some haven’t had a girlfriend and don’t know how to manage a full house with many girls and you know they make stupid stupid mistakes sometimes.” he eats a little before speaking “You know whats funny the brother I looked up to when I was a freshman said the same thing I am saying now and I thought he was just had a shitty attitude but this shit wears you down” “Sounds rough” you give him a sympathetic look “Don’t get me wrong it's good it can be great, it really can, but i put in a lot of work last year being the social chair. I’ve never networked as much as I did so much so I hate when people recognize me now”

“Really? I thought you liked the spotlight”

“Yea I kinda wanna be invisible sometimes”

“Aww” you pout seeing the exhaustion in his expression

“But I can manage for 2 more years and then barely look back, that is my mantra now”

You beam at him “You got this Kavinsky”

He smiles “I will if you continue to be by my side”

“You’re so cheesy” You blush looking

“Only for you Y/L/N”

“So I was thinki..” You’re interrupted “OMG PETER IS THAT YOU?” You hear looking back to see Olivia and a few of her friends, you wave back at them as they waved first/ She walks over “Y/N What are you guys doing here?”

“Talking” he says matter of factly answering for you

“Ooooo about?” she wiggles her eyebrows while sitting next to him “oh mind if wejoin?” “Actually we were just”

“Yoo Peetterrr” You hear Sean calls to him

You see the annoyed expression on his face

“Pull up a chair guys” Olivia instructs her friends

“So much for some alone time” he mumbles you hear it and refrain from laughing

You look down at your phone after receiving a text

Peter 🥰: Sorry about this

Y/N: its okay

You look up and smile at him, he responds by giving you a sympathetic smile. You two sit in a circle, with one of Olivia’s friends sitting in between you two? How that happened you don’t know. Peter kind of gets caught up in the conversation that he doesn’t realize time is passing but you did because you had a tutoring session and you couldn’t be late for that.

“Guys I have to go, tutor session” “What are you getting tutoring for?” One of Olivia’s friends ask slyly you peep that

YOu smirk “I don’t get tutoring sessions I am the tutor 3 years now” “Oh” you see the sly smirk fall “And I’m getting paid to do it so I can’t be late my client is waiting for me, talk to you guys later it was nice meeting yall”

“Nice meeting you too”

“Oh shit I gotta go I’m late” “Where you off to Kavinksy.” “I gotta go to practice’ Although stanford didn’t have a men’s lacrosse team Peter was able to try out and join a club where they had frequent games, like a norcal.

Oh yea, text me Mark wants to go over somethings later tonight “Will do Y/L/N wait up girl”

You smile and wait by the door. “Bye guys”

See Ya! He throws the peace sign as he walks out

You two walk to your cars he had parked next to you “I’m sorry about that” Peter comments

“It’s okay Peter can’t control everything” He smiles “you're awesome, I gotta run but I’ll text you okay?”

“Yea drive safe, remember the building is not running away from you” He gives you a quick peck on the cheek and runs to the drivers side of his jeep.

You two meet again at yet another frat party. Besides the brief interactions on campus it was really the frat party where you two could interact

Y/L/N what time did you get here why didn’t you text me

I just got here

“Cool cool, whats your poison tonight” “A few shots”

KAVINSKY You both turn

Mark motions him over with his head I’ll be back

You run into Olivia and her cheerleading crew you hang out with them a bit before you leave and move around the room

There you are babes. I need a dance partner and Cam won’t do it with me

“Ummm” you chuckle “I’m not dancing” “Don’t act like you didn’t teach me how to salsa, come on pleeeaasssee just a few songs, here lets take some shots

“Noooo” “Yesss and then like 3-4 songs”

“FOUR?!”

“Okay three and then i will leave you alone”

“Deal”

You smile the alcohol works through you dance with her to the songs glad the third one is ending as you could see glimpses of Peter watching you. The songs switch tempo to a bachata song.

She holds onto you tight “One morree pleeasseee”

“Peter is watching” you mention not liking his attention

She smiles “Good so is Cam lets get them all worked up” she winks. You can’t help but laugh and follow her lead, she pulls you in close dancing as a couple as you two move around on the dance floor. A few spins for you both a little foot work. The song ends and you’re glad its over with so that you can get away from the middle away from the attention(Peter’s)

“Whoo I need some water” you think as you reach into the icebox

“I didn’t know you could dance Y/L/N” you hear Peter’s voice You turn to face him and you feel your face flush with embarrassment as he walks to you slowly “I.......don’t?” He motions behind him “so what was that?” “Oh i was following Ivy’s lead” you explain trying to hide your smile He chuckles “LIAR”

You smile and walk away from the crowd in the kitchen, he follows you to the backyard. “I know a spot we can talk come on” he grabs your hand

You two walk a bit away from the house near the fence you find a bench

“How you been?” he asks moving your hair behind so he could see your face

“Busy like you” He hums in agreement

“I wanna take you out to dinner” he says while playing with your fingers a little nervous you will say no

“Do i need to dress up?” you ask

He shrugs “Sort of”

“When?”

He smiles “You tell me gorgeous”

“Yo Kavinsky” you hear from the distance

“Oh my gooodddd”

You giggle

“I gotta question” the guy says as he stands in front of you two

“Shoot” he answers nonchalantly

Another guy walks up “KAVINSKYYYY! What’s up bro?” he shouts as he gets closer

You hear him groan “Michael how you doin?!”

“Oh shit didn’t mean to interrupt”

“It’s okay” you go to stand up to walk away but Peter tightens his grip on your hips

You look at him and smiles at you, before looking at the freshmen “what was your question”

“Oh i wanted to know...” you fade away

“Finally okay about dinner”

KAVINSKY he Mark calls

“I can’t fucking take this” it shocks you when you see him irritated “WHAT?”

“HURRY UP I GOTTA TALK TO YOU ABOUT SOMETHING!”

“It’s okay Peter”

“I’m gonna lose my fucking mind” he runs his hand down his face frustrated

“So Dinner I am free Saturday evening and Sunday evening after 3pm”

“Cool I’ll pick you up at 5, I gotta go I’m sorry.” He pecks your cheek before running towards the house. You sit on the bench and contemplate ponder. Your conversation with Peter was mostly done via text. I mean the times you two were around each other it seemed that you two were constantly interrupted how would this work. At least with Cam and Ivy he made time for her. How could it work if Peter didn’t? That was tomorrows problem because tonight you were laughing at the antics in front of you.

“You guys are cute you look up it was Olivia”

“Oh Olivia! Whats up? you scoot over so she could sit next to you

She sits down before saying “Nothing just commenting on you two love birds” she teases “So what you two discuss?”

“Oh” you blush “Peter wants to take me out to dinner”

She smiles “Really when?”

You shrug “Next weekend I think”

“Think he’s gonna make it official?” she asks

“I don’t know maybe or maybe he just wants the chance to get to know me better no interruptions” you say

“Yea thats possible” she smiles. You two talk about other things before she too gets up and leaves. You hang out in your spot a bit longer feeling the last effects of the shots starting to fade before you decide to leave it was late you had to study all that shabang. You push your way through the crowd and see Peter having a very deep conversation it didn’t seem like an interruption from you would be appropriate at the moment so you send him a text. He wished you had done so, it would have given him an excuse to get out of that stupid discussion

Next weekend arrived and this time Peter was not late. In fact he was early.

You hear a knock on the door and look down at the clock. It's 4:30 why would he be here at 4:30? You were just finishing up the final touches of your makeup. You throw on a robe and rush down the stairs tidy up the best you can before opening the door

“Kavinsky, you’re early

“Early bird gets the worm” he stands with his hands behind the back

“Do you wanna come in sorry for the mess

“Laundry adorned the couch as you were mid washing cycle and didn’t feel like carrying it up all the way to your room

He scoffs looking around “Its nothing compared to the (frat) house you know that.” He pulls you in “how are you?”

Oh you blush “I’m good”

“I got you these” He pulls the bouquet from behind his back

You can't help but to grin “Aww Peter you didn’t have to!”

“It’s my pleasure

You smile and walk towards the kitchen “want something to drink?” you ask as you place them in a vase. “I’ll read this later” you say as you place the card down

“I’ll take some water”

“Okay, I’ll be right back. I don’t wanna be late I promise I’ll be down in 10 minutes” you say as you run up the steps

“No problem take your time!”

“Okay I’m ready” your heels go clacking against the wooden floor as you walk down the stairs. “12 minutes a little late.”

He smiles at you holding his hand out “Right on time to me. WOW look at you!” He holds your hand up so you can do a little spin

You smile as you stop facing him “I look okay? i can change”

“Don’t I love those on you: he comments speaking of your heels

You look around and see that one of your panties laid on the floor you hoped Peter didn’t notice and you become extremely bashful. “Okay let's go” you open your clutch “keys, wallet. phone. Good all in there”

During the ride there Peter held your hand and sang a few songs on his playlist you laughed and snapped a few videos

“You gotta post those” he says when you’re done

You end up 1 hour away from your apartment in Berkeley, CA

You see the sign Welcome To Berkeley, California when you turn to Peter “We are in Berkley”

“Yes ma'am” You give him a look “I’ll explain when we get there”, 15 minutes later he pulls into a parking lot of a restaurant that had all the romance vibes.

“Wow Peter this is” you look around “thank you”

He smiles looking at you taking it all in “it’s my pleasure”

The waiter comes and you two place your order. The conversation is surface level, until you were both done and now waiting for dessert.

“Ummmm” the waiter interrupts looking bashful “I have drinks”

“Oh” you look down at the drinks and back up at Peter who also looked confused “We didn’t order those”

She blushes even more “I know but um there is a couple around who wanted to buy you two drinks said you guys were so cute and I agree” she smiles

“Oh” you smile and look around to see if you could tell who it was but you couldn’t “tell them thank you!”

“Absolutely!”

Peter picks up his drink and you follow suit “Salud to us to life and to the lovely couple: you raise your glasses in the air, clinking them lightly and taking a sip.

You two stare at each other while he routinely kisses your knuckles while he holds a smitten look on his face

You blush before speaking “So we drove to Berkely an hour away because?”

He sighs and sits up rubbing his thumb over yours “I really like you Y/N” wow you didn’t know you could like the sound of him saying your first name as much as you did your last name “And I didn’t want any interruptions. I want to just focus on you, on us, I wanna make sure we are on the same page” he smiles before placing a soft kiss on your knuckles You blush “Are we not on the same page?” “I think we are but, now I get to talk to you, like really talk to you without someone fucking recognizing me”

“I honestly thought you loved that” He huffs “I am starting to hate it. I can't even get a moment to think, only time is after practice, at the library when I've locked myself in a room and late at night, when everyone’s asleep and the house is mostly quiet. But then i can’t sleep because i’m trying to catch up on my thoughts, like oh I forgot to watch the tiktok you sent, coach sent us a schedule for next week” You reach over and caress his face “it will be over soon Peter” you try to sooth his frustrations

“I have dessert for you two”

The waiter brought a plate, you watch as she places it down. Letters adorn the plate ‘Will you be my girlfriend?’ It reads you look down then back up at Peter.

“What do you say Y/N Y/L/N” he asks moving the hair from your face as he leans in closer in and speaks softly “Will you be my girl?” he pushes the hair behind your ear and caresses your cheek “I would love to be yours”

“Peter” you say above a whisper

“I need an answer baby” he insists in the most sultry voice you’ve heard from him so far

God when will you stop blushing you think before answering “Yes I would love to”

He smiles and gently pulls you towards him and gives you a peck on your lips. Your first kiss A feeling he knows he will become addicted to.

When you pull away you take it all in “You planned all this”

He smiles leaning back and taking scooping some of his dessert and eating it “I did for you, for us like I said”

“You’re so thoughtful thank you Peter”

“I wanted to” he smirks smuggly knowing his mission was accomplished You blush “what is it?” he chuckles

“Nothing” you smile looking away from him

“I wanna be with you in ways that I haven’t felt in a long time” he pauses “I wanna be there when you’re sad, mad, happy i want to experience those things with you”

You smile slyly “Even if i’m mad at you?”

“Even if, because I know that we can talk it out and be better”

“You’re such a romantic”

“Can’t blame me, anyone would be especially when it comes to you”

You smile

His phone pings and he looks down at it and huffs. You're quickly brought back to reality which was Peter’s availability.

You look away from him feeling a sort of dread, what if this would be the first and last time he did this for you. Not that you were wanting him to drive an hour and spend hundreds of dollars but what if this was it do you savor the moment or do you...

“Y/N!”

Your head snaps to look at him “Yea?”

“You okay?”

“Yes!” you smile

“Tell me amore” he caresses your hands again

‘Amore’ God why is this happening to me I can’t be going through this rollercoaster of emotions

“Oh I’m okay”

“You looked sad what is it?” You shake your head “Oh i was just thinking”

“About tell me” he insists pulling your hand to his mouth again for more kisses

“I just got too lost in thought and started thinking about the people I’m tutoring” you chuckle nervously, avoiding eye contact

“You sure?” he asks feeling as if you weren’t telling him the truth

Yea you lean in to give him a kiss “I’m sure”

The night was perfect, you think to yourself, no need to ruin it by overthinking things. You to finish and head back to your place. The car ride is filled with jokes and funny stories.

“So do you wanna come in do you have time?” you ask as he parks in front of your house

He looks at his watch and nods “yea” he had to be back to the house within 30 minutes but he was sure he could make because it only took 10 minutes to get there from your house

“Oooo” the girls say in unison

“You guys are back finally” Ivy comments

“Peter, you know Ivy but these are my other roommates Daniella and Willow”

He salutes them “Nice to meet you two”

“I was gonna give him a quick tour is that okay?” you ask

“Yes it is! Welcome to our home Peter, nuestra casa es su casa!” Daniella comments

“Thanks!”

“He’s cute!” you hear them whisper as you go up the steps

“We can hear you!” You say and they giggle

“So you've seen the kitchen and dining area”

“Daniella and Willow occupy the 2nd floor” you say as you stop in the common space “we have a common area with TV also just in case someone wants to watch american horror stories and the other real housewives of beverly hills, and then their bedrooms are across from each other ensuite bathrooms, closets towels linen etc.”

“Okay okay he looks around taking it in”

“And” you walk further down the hall up to a third set of stairs. “This is my bedroom: you say as you walk in you noticed the pile of laundry sitting by the door and didn’t pay it any mind

“I have the attic”

“Wow” he comments your space was cozy

“You like?”

“It's very cozy I love it”

Warm lights and fake candles adorned your space

“I have a desk over there you point to the desk across your bed, small lounge area where I can kinda crash and watch my own TV you point to the small sectional, slept on this sectional so many times, my lovely bed catches all my dreams, closet,I have shoe problem, don’t comment, and bathroom.”

He nods taking it all in “This is dope, lots of space too” you smile in response “And where is Ivy’s room”

“Oh she has the basement”

“Cool, cool”

“Yea the attic and basement are both bigger so since the previous seniors left we took the rooms over Ivy said she wasn’t gonna walk up all those steps”

“I like it, it fits you”

“Really how so?” not understanding what about your room fit you

“Warm and cozy thats how i feel when we are together, like i have safe space with you” he says matter of factly

“Oh that's sweet of you” you plop down on the bed, your feet hurting from wearing heels one inch too high for your comfort

He smiles and walks over to you squating down “I got you, let me get these off” he works the clasps on each shoe and gently removes the heels

“I still don't know how you walk in these” he says looking at the heel

“One step in front of the other, you can just drop them there” you point at a space near you

He does so “Speaking of dropping” he picks up a pair of lace panties on the floor a pair you had just washed

“Oh my god!” you snatch it from him and shove it under the pillow “you didn’t see those”

“Those look good kinda” he reaches for them and you push him away giggling “ wanna see them on you” “Peter!”

“What you’re my girl now, don’t need to hide anything” he grabs your hand “come here”

You feel your face flush as he pulls you in. He moves the hair out of your face as looks down at you. “You’re so beautiful Y/N”

You smile “not as handsome as you” you manage to say before he leans down and gives you a kiss. This time it wasn’t just a peck, it was soft slow nothing rushed, he cradled your jaw and face, you feel light circle sensations on your cheek as he simultaneously pulls you in closer. You feel like you’re gonna faint his lips are so soft, you let him kiss you deeply, tongue exploring your mouth, you feel as if he is breathing you in taking your breath away your grip on his arms tightens, he pulls away slowly softly returning for another make out session only allowing you a few seconds to catch your breath as he peppered small pecks your lips he couldn’t resist he just needed to feel your lips on him once again you don’t know how long you two kissed but you both jump when his phone rings.

It had been 30 minutes and Mark was now calling his phone. He looks at the caller ID “Oh shit i gotta go amore”

“Its okay” he leans in for another kiss you giggle “Peter you’re gonna get in trouble”

“Its worth it!” he declares

You lightly push at his chest and reach up to wipe the remnants of your lipstick from his face and lips “you gotta go handsome”

He rolls his eyes “trying to get rid of me” he argues

“Nope you grab his hand trying to get you out of trouble” you counter

He smiles and walks down the steps with you

You walk him to the car he leans in one more time for a kiss you both smile as you giggle “you gotta go” you whisper softly pushing him in the car

“One more for good measure” he comments pulling you into his jeep and holding you tight

You give him a quick peck and push away quickly “you gotta go text me” you say closing the door

A round of “oooooos” erupts as you walk into the house. You roll your eyes “seriously guys?”

“What you brought an adonis into our home and we cant cheer for you pshh you deserve it girly pop” Willow comments

You smile thanks “oh i forgot i didn’t read the note” you state seeing it sit on the flowers , you slowly open it and it reads “thinking of you forever and always” you read outloud “Awwwww” they all say in unison

“Damn, what do i have to do to get a boyfriend like that?” Daniella asks

“You smile be yourself”

A/N: Please Reblog, like but you don't have permission to copy. Let me know what you think, remember I am sensitive about my shit.

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silverwolfdesign · 2 years

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beansroasted · 3 months

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BEANSROASTED #muselist part 5

LITERATURE

amy dunne, blake lively, gone girl: inspiration for her parents children's books called amazing amy, a fictional character, she was constantly compared to. by her own admission, she has no true personality, just a series of masks she wears according to what benefits her the most. a betrayed housewive & mastermind, setting up her own murder & pinning it to her unfaithful husband, to make him look guilty for cheating on her. brilliant. calculating. manipulative.

silena beauregard, lucy hale, percy jackson : head counselor of the aphrodite cabin. girlfriend of charles beckendorf. charmed & blackmailed into turning into a spy for kronos by luke castellan. kind. romantic. fierce.

cairo baker, mason gooding, percy jackson: son of demeter. passionate plant dad. great cook. kind. empathetic. free spirited. peacemaker.

cedric diggory, daniel sharman, wizarding world: hogwarts golden boy. hufflepuff. prefect. seeker. hufflepuff quidditch captain. son to amos & celia diggory. talented wizard, especially in charms & transfiguration. hogwarts official triwizard champion. kind. brave. soft. emotional. loyal. fierce.

neville longbottom, tarjei sandvik moe, wizarding world: gryffindor. talented herbologist. son to frank & alice longbottom, who got tortured into insanity by bellatrix lestrange. lives with his grandmother augusta. owns a toad named trevor. becomes the herbology professor at hogwarts after he finished his studies. pure-blood. kind. friendly. courageous. clumsy. forgetful. awkward. insecure. disorganized.

lavender brown, ashley moore, wizarding world: gryffindor. interested & fascinated by divination. part of dumbledores army. best friend of parvati patil, close friend to seamus finnigan. opened miss browns tea house in diagon alley after finishing her education at hogwarts. pure-blood. chatty. sentimental. girly. romantic. sensitive.

fleur delacour, camille razat, wizarding world: beauxbatons triwizard champion. quarter veela. elder sister to gabrielle delacour. wife to bill weasley. working part time for gringotts. very capable witch. blunt. helpful. self confident. courageous. loyal. pure-blood

ronald weasley, kit connor, wizarding world: pureblood wizard. sixth son to molly & arthur weasley. living in "the burrow", near ottery st. catchpole. best friend to harry potter. loyal fan to the chudley canons. food lover. became an auror after he finished his education at the hogwarts school of witchcraft & wizardry, before working at his brothers jokeshop weasleys wizard wheezes. formidable wizards chess player. jack russel terrier - patronus. arachnophobic. loyal. brave. funny. immature. sensitive. jealous. insecure.

oliver wood, noah centineo, wizarding world: keeper & quidditch captain of the gryffindor quidditch team. highly accomplished broomstick flyer. determined. driven. competitive. concerned. fair. brave.

louis delacour - weasley, louis hofmann, wizarding world: beauxbatons student. part veela. youngest child to fleur delacour & bill weasley, brother to victoire & dominique weasley. passionate ballet dancer, painter & bookworm. kind. supportive. shy. loyal. pure-blood

emmett cullen, tommy martinez, twilight: born emmett mccarty in 1915. scottish-irish, grew up in tennessee. changed by carlisle cullen in 1935 after rosalie saved him, when he had been mauled by a black bear. favorite animals to hunt are bears. loves to play competitive sports, wrestling with bears & playing chess. drives a red jeep wrangler. husband to rosalie hale. childish. cheerful. joker. blunt. thoughtless. impatient. reckless. competitive.

victoria sutherland, madelaine petsch, twilight: turned by her sister anne, becoming a member of hildas coven, before fleeing the volturi, after they executed hilda for drawing too much attention. returning to london, she was found by james & fell in love with him, before forming her own nomad coven with james & laurent. enhanced self preservation. feline movements, lethal fighting abilities. calculating, persistent, ruthless.

serena van der woodsen, sabrina carpenter, gossip girl: manhattans no 1 it girl. constance billard school. best frenemie to blair waldorf. daughter to socialite, art collector & philanthropist lillian van der woodsen. disappeared to boarding school without a word to anyone. often admired for her natural beauty & looking gorgeous effortlessly. friendly. trusting. extremely charming. commitment issues.

nathaniel archibald. cody christian. gossip girl: manhattan’s golden boy. st judes school for boys. best friend of chuck bass. son to former navy captain howard & french socialite anne archibald. lacrosse player & formidable & passionate sailor. stoner. charming. trusting. kind. caring. people pleaser. naive.

#muse list.

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goodproofingwater · 5 years

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A Gamble - Noah Centineo x Reader

Word count: 3670

Requested by: @lokisaurusrex

Warnings: friends with benefits (ish), graphic sexual content, teasing, noah being somehow cute and sexy af at the same time

Game night had been a tradition in your friendship group for as long as you could remember. From your days growing up playing boggle, to the poker night Noah had suggested and had run with. Everyone had loved the idea so you had agreed to it on one condition; someone taught you how to play poker.

The evening went as smoothly as you would have hoped, hosted at Noah’s house as he had the table and everyone seemed to enjoy themselves. No matter how many times someone tried to teach you to play, you just couldn’t pick up the game, and so instead you took to sitting next to your best friend and ‘helping’ him.

“That’s good right?” You spoke, and he turned his head an inch as if to acknowledge your words.

“The thing about poker is that you’re not supposed to let anyone know if our hand is good or not...” he spoke, a small smile on his features

“Well how else am I supposed to learn?” You frowned, earning a chuckle around the table and Noah shook his head.

“If you gotta ask questions, then whisper them to me alright?” He spoke, and you nodded, moving your lips closer to his ear, your hand covering your lips from view.

“Like this?” You whispered, lips grazing his lobe softly and you swear you saw his eyes flutter closed for only a second before he nodded.

The evening went great, your friend Charlie being the overall winner although he only won $28.50, and everyone had left in their Uber’s as you helped Noah to tidy his front room.

“Did you have a good time?” He questioned, pouring half-drunk bottles of beer down the sink in his open plan kitchen while you scoured his front room for paper cups and threw them in a bin bag, “I was worried that you weren’t having a good time because you couldn’t play..”

You shrugged, throwing a few cups into the bin bag and tipping peanut shells from a snack bowl into the bin, “It was just nice to see everyone y’no?” You picked up your own bottle of beer and sipped, “just maybe next time let’s pick a game that’s easy to learn..” you chuckled.

His brow furrowed and he refused to accept that you hadn’t had as much fun as the rest of them. “Nah, stop clearing up I’m gonna teach you how to play.” He moved around the kitchen counter, grabbing his beer and sitting back down at the table, shuffling cards.

“Noah..” you smiled, shaking your head, “you don’t have to..”

“Nah girl, sit down. We’ll play 21s..” he moved another of the snack bowls to the side of the table you wouldn’t be using and laid out the cards, not giving you an option.

You and Noah had been friends since you could remember. You had grown up in the same time, gone to the same school and even went to the same college. You would have said he was like your brother except for the looks that you constantly caught from each other as you grew older, the touches under blankets at group sleepovers, the drunken kisses in clubs that neither of you addressed but both of you hoped would happen each time you planned a night out together. It wasn’t like you liked him, he was just hot and you were close and you knew that if you wanted to kiss someone it wouldn’t be weird with him. He wouldn’t try and take you home and take advantage, he would always make sure that you weren’t bothered by anyone you didn’t want to be bothered by. It was a strange dynamic but one you treasured.

Sighing, you placed the bin bag down and sat on the chair opposite him, sipping your beer with a smile and flipping your cards over. Flinching as you saw a jack and a five, you looked up at him and his signature lopsided smile.

“Wanna hit it?” Momentary lust formed in your eyes as he stared you down, and you licked your lips before you shook your head.

“Do I wanna what?” He grinned and rolled his eyes a little.

“If you want another card, you’re supposed to say ‘hit me’” He took a sip of his beer and you shook your head,

“That's not what you said but okay sure, hit me.” He smirked a little as he lay another card on the table, and you flinched when you saw a two, bringing your total to a painful seventeen. Usually, when you played blackjack you were always one to just go for it, but as you had spent the entire evening helping Noah play a game you didn’t really understand, you desperately wanted to win.

“Want another?” He asked, skipping a song on Spotify before he looked up at you, something in his eyes that only appeared when he had a few drinks lingering there. This was such a different situation to what you were used to when you saw that look. Usually you had already been dancing with the girls, or you were leaning over him wearing a particularly low cut top. This evening it appeared that his mind had fallen firmly into the gutter of its own accord.

“Hmm..” You started, and before you could answer he had placed the deck down next to his beer, and his lips had pressed firmly on yours. It took a moment for you to realise what was happening, his hand holding your face up as he crouched slightly to accommodate your sitting height. You pulled back for a moment, looking up at him with an innocent expression that you had no idea drove him crazy. “Noah what..”

“I wanted to kiss you..” He spoke, licking his lips, “Is that alright?”

“But we don’t.. We only do this when we’re out..” You spoke, nerves running through your voice.

“You’re telling me you didn’t spend this evening wishing we were pressed against each other like we were in the club last week?” He whispered, “Your body against mine is all I’ve been able to think about since..”

You bit down on your lip, nodding and taking a moment to place a chaste kiss on his lips before you pushed him back slightly, an idea forming in your mind.

“Why don’t we make this game a little more interesting?” You whispered into the space between you before he sunk to his knees, curly brown hair tickling your thighs as he placed soft kisses there. His lips moved further up to where you desperately wanted them, but after all this time you weren’t about to let this happen that easily.

“Why don’t you just lay back and let me make you feel good baby..” He whispered his fingers popping the button on your jeans and beginning to pull down the zipper. He frowned as your fingers covered his own.

“If I win..” You continued your previous point, trying not to let images of him burying his face between your legs distract you because God did you want that, “I get to pick an item of clothing to come off of you..”

He smirked as he sat back on his heels, shaking his head, “Fine. But if you lose, I get to do the same to you..”

You grinned and nodded, and he let out a frustrated sigh, wishing that his advances had worked. He sat back on his seat, resting an ankle on the opposite knee to make it less obvious just how into this he was. It was true that he hadn’t been able to get his mind off of you since the previous week when you had gone out for Charlie's birthday. The two of you had been so drunk that you ended up grinding in the middle of the club, his hands gripping you tight to his body as your ass wound against him. It was the closest you had ever gotten to actually going home with him, and if it wasn’t for Charlie being so drunk that Noah needed to look after him you’re sure you would have.

“Do you want another card?” He asked, his eyes now hungrily taking in your figure as you sat in front of him. If he had been checking you out before he had been way more subtle than this. “You’re on Seventeen or eight..”

“Yeah go on..” You spoke, and he let out a groan as a four joined the cards. A grin spread across your face as you realised your luck, and you siped your beer before you let your eyes run over him. There were so many things you wanted to see. Of course you had seen him shirtless before at pool parties or coming out of the shower, but it had never been in a situation like this.

“Shirt off. Now.” You smirked before you sipped your beer once more, lips deliberately moving to tease and it was noted.

He pulled his white t-shirt over his head, already disheveled hair becoming more so and you couldn’t help but take in his toned figure. He smirked a little as he saw you devour him, as if you were confirming that you wanted him just as much. Taking the cards back, he shuffled them, eyes glancing up at you as he placed two cards in front of you.

His eyes glimmered with mischief as a two and a three sat in front of you, and it wasn’t long before you were going bust.

“Alright fine, Centineo. What do you want off?” You spoke, looking into eyes that had darkened even further with lust. You hadn’t been sober enough to see this before, and you wondered how you were going to continue playing this game if he looked at you like that for much longer.

“Everything.” He spoke, eyes running along the length of your legs, “But I suppose we’ll take those jeans off first.”

The way he spoke was so different from the playfulness you were used to, and you were loving it. Standing, you decided you would give him more of a show than was essential. You turned around and unzipped your jeans, bending to push the denim down your legs and showing off your pink lace panties in the process.

“Fuck..” He muttered under his breath, his voice a decibel lower and you were surprised to feel his hands on your hips once you had stepped out of your jeans. Turning, you took a step back as his hands began to move south, running along your panties.

“Nuh-uh..” You spoke with a cocky smirk, “Only one item of clothing remember…”

“Babe you’re driving me nuts..” He licked his lips, hands moving to grip your ass hard, fingertips unintentionally grazing softly over your covered entrance as he did so.

“Oh really?” You spoke, and he bit his lip, one hand remaining on your ass as the other palmed himself softly over his jeans. You licked your lips at the sight, and he looked up at you with a mixture of lust and desperation.

“Please...fuck this game, let me slip inside you…” He stood, lips ghosting along your neck as his hands moved to play with the hem of the t-shirt you were still wearing. You allowed him to hold your waist for only a moment before you pulled back and pushed him back down into his seat.

“Don’t try and get out of this because you’re losing, Noah..” You smirked at him and let out a small chuckle as he groaned in frustration.

“Shit.” He hissed, “Fine, but this is the last hand alright?” He spoke, and your eyes glittered with lust.

“Okay…” You nodded, smirking as he watched your lips wrap around the bottle before you took a sip “But whoever wins gets to do whatever they want to the other.”

“Deal.” He spoke, licking his lips and he shuffled the cards once more, placing a jack and an eight. Then tension was palpable, both of you desperately wanting to control whatever was going to come next. It had been literally years since you had started being attracted to each other, and although the last few months had seen you become more and more obvious about it, the idea of being able to be in control of your first time turned you both on almost more than the thought of the act.

“What’s it gonna be, beautiful?” He spoke, lust-filled eyes running up your legs and he wished momentarily that he hadn’t suggested that this be the last hand, just so he could see you sitting there fully bare for him.

You gulped for a second, biting her you lip as you weighed up the chances. You had won and lost the past two games by drawing other cards, and while you wanted to see what would happen, you were sure you could win with eighteen.

“I’ll stick.” His eyebrow quirked and he nodded, clearing his throat a little as he lay two cards on the table for himself, a queen and a seven. He licked his lips and looked between you and the cards, situation after situation running through his mind of what he could do to you, of what you would do to him, of how he could unravel you over and over the way he’d been so desperate to do for so long.

“What’s it gonna be, gorgeous?” You repeated his words, and he let out a deep breath before he lay down another card, his eyes fluttering closed in frustration. It was a six.

“Aw, looks like you lost..” You spoke, licking your lips and moving your foot to run up and down his denim covered thigh, “Which means I get to decide what happens next, and I get to do anything I want to you…” You bit down on your lip and smirked when you saw him shudder as your foot grazed gently over his clothed erection.

“That’s right..” He spoke, “Be gentle with me… or not.” He shrugged, smirking as he watched you move to stand and he sat up straight in apprehension.

An idea crossed your mind and you couldn’t help yourself, so you turned around once more and bent over in front of him, picking up your jeans with the full intention of pretending to walk away from him, but he had other ideas. Before you could even move to stand, he leaned forward and pressed a soft kiss to your clothed entrance, his hand moving around your body and rubbing your clit softly through lace.

“Fuck…” You whispered, and you could feel him smirk against you, his fingers moving your panties to the side, his tongue darting across your clit and dipping inside of you with no warning. “Noah..” You moaned at the feeling, allowing yourself to enjoy his mouth for a moment before you stood up, pressing his shoulders back against the chair.

“Did I say that’s what I wanted?” You spoke, and he licked his lips with heavy eyes, shaking his head,

“Sorry baby I just.. I couldn’t resist…” You moved your hand to run through his hair, holding his face back by gripping curly brown locks and he smirked up at you, clearly enjoying this as much as you were.

“I won, so I get to do whatever I want to you…” You spoke, and he nodded, licking his lips and you couldn’t help but meet them. He was always a fantastic kisser but tonight was even better. You allowed his hands to hold at your waist, to move up your shirt and run along your bra. When he gripped the cups of your bra you pulled back, pulling your t-shirt over your head as you stood from him.

“Strip..” You spoke, watching as he let out a relieved sigh and stood to push down stretched jeans. Once the denim was discarded, you licked your lips as you watched his fingers move along to waistband of his tented boxers, eyes boring into yours and he knew exactly what he was doing.

“You want these off too?” He spoke with a smirk, and you nodded, biting your lip as you watch him comply. You let out a lust filled sigh as he stood in front of you naked, and before you could stop yourself you were pushing him back on the chair and falling to your knees.

He balled your hair into one fist as you ran your tongue along his hard shaft, his member much bigger than you had imagined and it only served to turn you on even more.

“Fuck babe..” He spoke, brow furrowing in pleasure as you wrapped your lips around his sizeable shaft, sucking softly at the head of his cock and moving slowly. Putting you in control may have made him think that this was out of the question, but you had been thinking about this for a while, and you wanted to unravel him in every way you could.

You gave him no warning before you sunk your head down on his member, his head falling back on the chair momentarily as he gripped your hair hard, your mouth moving at a steady pace. His moans were fucking hot, his deep and husky voice wrapping around your name as you drove him closer and closer to his end turning you on so much that you couldn’t even finish your task.

Removing your mouth from him with a dragging tongue as a flourish, you licked your lips and stood from him, his eyes look up at yours in desperation once more.

“Come on baby, don’t leave me like this..” He bit down on his lip, the puppy dog eyes that had always driven you crazy refusing to let you tease him any further. There was so much more that you wanted to do, wanted to see exactly how skilled he was with the tongue that he seemed so desperate to use, but how could you transition to that when he was already so ready and waiting?

“I’m not..” you whispered, pulling down your panties and he adjusted himself on the seat as you straddled him, your legs on the floor either side of him. You kissed him hard as you sunk down onto him, moaning against his lips as he pressed inside of you.

“Oh fuck..” He whispered against your lips hands moving to grip your ass as he had done before but this time it served to hold you even further open for him. “God, you’re even tighter than I imagined..”

You could barely speak as you got used to his size, and you remembered after a moment that you were supposed to be in control, so you began to move slowly up and down his shaft. Every additional inch that pressed in and out of you moving you closer and closer to your end, even when he had barely built you up yet. Something about this position, the tiniest curve in his shaft, the size of him, felt like it was tailored to make you cum in the most delicious way possible.

You wanted to maintain composure, but before long you found yourself bouncing on him with reckless abandon, your hips winding as you pressed down onto him and you were completely intoxicated by his moans.

“Fuck.. god you’re fucking good, gorgeous..” He moaned against your lips, and then, as if he couldn’t take it anymore, he began to buck his hips up into you.

“Oh my--Noah fuck that feels amazing…” You moaned, and he smirked against your lips as he gripped your ass harder, his hips moving to fuck up into you in a way you hadn’t anticipated.

“That’s it baby, let me take care of you…” He groaned, placing a chaste kiss on your lips before he moved a hand from your ass to your clit, his thumb pressing down and circling the ball of nerves, and you couldn’t help let your body arch back a little. “Fucking hell, you’re beautiful..”

You were completely lost in the way he was moving beneath you, his hands moving from your ass to your back to hold you in position as he drove his hips home, his thumb rubbing at your clit in delicious circles. You could feel your orgasm fast approaching, and you moved back to your previous position, his hand moving from your clit to your ass again. Your arms moved to wrap around his neck, lips dancing along each other as you looked into each others eyes, something that you both hadn’t expected to be so intimate.

“N-noah baby I--” His lips were on yours before you could finish your sentence, and you moaned into his mouth as his hips picked up the pace, throwing you firmly over the edge without warning. Your head fell back as you came hard for him, and he continued at the same pace both to let you ride it out and cum equally as hard inside of you. After a few more sloppy thrusts he came to a still, and you moaned softly against his lips as you held on to him for dear life.

You remained there for a few moments, catching your breath and biting your lip as you realised what you had just done. This was someone who was supposed to be your best friend, someone you had grown up with, and he had just made you cum harder than anyone ever had done. Before you had a chance to move, he lifted you from him, carrying you to the couch that was only a few meters away and laying you down.

“Fuck..” He grinned as he hovered over you, “I knew you were gonna be good in bed but damn..”

“I could say the same for you…” You chuckled a little and he leaned down to kiss you once more,

“I guess things are gonna be a little different from now on, huh?”

#lauren writes #noah centineo #noah centineo one shot #noah centineo fan fiction #smut #noah centineo smut #one shot

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mnstrenrgy · 5 years

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What’s up my dudes

Looking for some requests so I can actually write fanfiction :p

I don’t really do smut or extreme violence :)

Characters I will write about:

Benny (MBAV)

Ethan (MBAV)

Usnavi (ITH)

Lin-Manuel Miranda (Life?)

Anthony Ramos (Life?)

John Laurens (Hamilton//Modern or Historical)

Noah Centineo (Life?)

Jake Peralta (B99)

Will Lenney (Youtube)

Alex Elmslie (Youtube)

Memeulous/George (Youtube)

Andrew Siwicki (Youtube)

If you have an idea for any of these charadters drop a message in my askbox and I’ll try and write it as quickly as I can, but please understand I also have a lot of thing to do so if it isn’t done quickly I’m very sorry, if you have any other characters from these fandoms put them aswell in the request but also drop a character from this list in case I don’t know how to write about you other character <3

- Mia xoxo

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shvwnmxndes · 5 years

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i have come to the conclusion that i will NEVER get over Shawn’s Calvin Klein shoot thanks 4 tuning in

#shawn mendes #sm3 #shawn peter raul mendes #shawn mendes sm3 #shawn mendes video #shawn #shawn mendes fan fiction #shawn mendes fanfic #shawn mendes gif #shawn mendes girlfriend #shawn mendes blurb #shawn mendes smut #pop #pop music #calvin klein #justin bieber #noah centineo

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littlekidsteve · 6 years

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Person:so how brave are you?

Me:I write fan fiction in public, you?

Person:I'm not that brave.

This is for an anonymous peep 😄

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theanxiouscupcake · 6 years

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EXCERPT:

At the end of lunch hour, he's waiting outside the cafeteria for Gen to catch up when he sees her again, on the bleachers with... Josh Sanderson?

They're sitting in silence next to each other, sharing earphones; he's reading a book and she's munching on what he assumes are carrots, bobbing her head lightly to the music. Josh says something to her, leaning to show her something in her book and there's a little frown on her face before it loosens into a laugh.

When Gen comes back, and they head to class, Lara Jean still hasn't moved. He almost calls out to both of them that lunch hour was nearly over, but Gen starts to talk about her summer and he diverts his attention to her. They walk to class together, him nodding along to everything Gen was saying.

They just about take their seats when Lara Jean enters the class, out of breath, and panting. She stands in the doorway, breathing deeply, hands on her knees, before standing straight and tightening her ponytail. She walks over to the last seat in the corner by the window, and throws her bag into the seat in front of her for Chris, he assumes. As he watches he realizes he's being some what of a creep, and it baffles him as to why she keeps drawing his attention today.

#to all boys i've loved before #tatbilb #tatbilb fan fiction #peter kavinsky #lara jean #peter x lara jean #covinsky #covinsky fan fiction #noah centineo #lana condor #jenny han

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purestxblood · 6 years

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“So that’s it then,” she muttered helplessly, wincing as she heard the slight strain within the cracking of her betrayed voice, “that’s really all I am to you.” He ran his hands through his hair and shrugged his broad shoulders, a defeated sigh flowing through his lips, “you’re my best friend.”

Her swollen lips parted then closed and she crossed her arms over her chest, “that’s it?” His hands dropped to his sides, silence filling the air before he uttered those two words, that felt like a dagger through the rib of her chest, “that’s it.”

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viscountoflondon · 6 months

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College Kavinsky 1.0

This story is based on 3 years post college admissions (So he’s a junior now). Peter and Lara Jean are not together; they broke up amicably (I am Covinksy stan but let a girl have a maladaptive daydream).

Reader is an afro latina curvy girl (Midsize or plus size the choice is yours) however as we have read multiple fan fiction and fictional books we all imagine ourselves as main character so feel free to do so 🥰

I’m sensitive about my shit but i hope you like it

Warnings: curse words, slight vulgarity.

GIF credits below

“Where’s Y/N, where’d she go?” Peter asked, looking around for you he was hoping for an opportunity to talk to you, seeing your last interaction was a bit awkward.

“Oh she left?” Ivy (your roommate)

“Why?” he asks taking a sip of his beer

“Oh that's because Cameron (Ivy’s boyfriend) said it was invite only” Ivy answers

Tonight the Fraternity was throwing a party, post new chapter president, vice president, treasurer, secretary, and social chair as the previous seniors had graduated.

Peter had been mentioned as the new Treasurer a promotion from social chair and Cameron his best friend was given the position as Secretary as the board recognized Cameron’s efforts in assisting his pledge brother and best friend in chapter activities.

“CAM WHAT THE HELL?!” He asked giving Cameron an incredulous look

“Sorry shit I didn’t even think about it.” he shrugged in response You had helped Ivy and the other girlfriends set up for the party post the event, and typically this party was the only by invite only party due to the fact that the new leaderships would be discussing exciting plans for the new year and only long term girlfriends and family would be invited back to the Frat house. But honestly the new chapter leadership always got to invite who they wanted. Anyway 2 hours had passed and there was no way you were making your way back to the house.

Honestly you had no idea what she was talking about during your last interaction all Peter said was he liked your shoes and boy did Ivy scold you. Ivy knew Peter liked you; she didn’t want to tell you because it was like a secret between her, Cam, and Peter, however you were convinced she was a sucker for love looking at your recent interaction with rose colored glasses.

~Flashback~

“Why didn’t you say something back?”

“I did, I said thank you” “You were supposed to say oh thanks i like your watch your chain i don’t fucking know follow up with something!” you open your mouth to protest but she continues “What do guys like?”

You shrug “Cars, sports, fishing” you shrug not understanding her question

“So a guy complimenting your shoes would mean?”

“He thinks they are cool” you feel the thud of the pillow hit your body “HEY!”

“You are impossible! I am setting you up with one of the finest men on campus! And you fumble the damn play”

You roll your eyes and huff looking up to the ceiling “I think you are looking into this too much”

“I AM NOT!” she stresses

“Ivanna, why would Peter want me?”

“WHY WOULDN’T HE LOOK AT YOU! YOU’RE HOT IN FACT” she moves closer “MANY GUYS HAVE ASKED ME ABOUT YOU ESPECIALLY WHEN WE GO OUT TOGETHER!” she grabs your shoulders, shaking you a bit hoping to shake some sort of sense in your brain.

You hold a look of confusion “what?” you respond slightly above a whisper

“YES PEOPLE HAVE ASKED ME ABOUT YOU!” she takes in a deep breath to calm down realizing she was a bit too passionate “Guys have asked me if you have a boyfriend , can I hook them up, but I didn’t because they are fuck boys. Peter is not”

“So Peter asked you to hook us up?” “NO!” she responds quickly hoping she didn’t give away her scheme

Your brow quirks “okay so what makes you believe that he likes me?” “A girl knows things” “Uh-Huh” you smirk and walk away to grab the wine bottle.

“So next time you see him”You interrupt “If there is a next time”

“Oh there will be trust me” You roll your eyes “you need to work that charm”

You squeal “Ow” you say in response to her pinching your side

“And you need to work your charm, tu entiendes?”

“SI! Damn!”

“GREAT” she smiles

“So can we discuss the party now? How was it?” “Actually it was okay” She shrugs boring kinda because it was like a meeting with beer and food and games involved.

“Oh”

“Yea” she says snuggling into your side and focuses on the movie ahead.

It has been almost 3 years since your last relationship. Things were said to you that made you question yourself, question the value you could add in a relationship etc, so it was hard that, the Peter Kavinsky, one of the most popular frat brothers on campus, liked you. I mean you’ve seen the previous relationships/situationships/hookup girls they looked nothing like you so much so when Ivy hinted at him liking you made you think she was the most delusional person on this planet called earth.

She was right, there was a next time, this time it was the homecoming party and as we know each frat house would partner up and try to outdo not only the previous year but make it a party that no one ever stopped talking about.

“You have to come to the party!” Ivy insists

“Ivy, it’s gonna be a lot of people” “SO!?”

“Sooo, .......ugh......... I will come” you finally give in after she begged you for 2 days to go after your initial ‘no’

“YAY! Lets go shopping!”

“Okay!”

In true homecoming fashion you both had to adorn Stanfords alma mater colors. You both decide on an outfit that suits you best. Your body is buzzing with anxiety as you both get ready. Last minute runs to get nails, eyebrows done, running to the liquor store to get pregame (A/N: drink responsibly), running to grocery store to get last minute late night snacks(Ice cream, chips, fruit, cookies).

“Ready?!” Ivy asks you taking the last sip of her chaser “As I will ever be!” you respond

She smiles and links arms together as you both walk out to meet your uber driver (A/N: don’t drink and drive)

As you pull up to the house the line extends way beyond what you initially thought.

“OMG! Ivy” you look at the line feeling very overwhelmed and intimidated how were all these people going to fit in that house? How many kegs did they even buy to be sufficient for all these people? Isn’t there like a fire code or something? When the lines were small the house was packed you can’t even imagine all of them fitting.

“I know how it looks but trust me it’s gonna be fun!” she beams at you “Let me text Cameron”

In a few minutes he appears from the front “HI BABY!” she jumps in his arms “Look who I convinced to come” they both look at you

“Y/N! Glad you made it” he says giving you a side hug

“Yea, thanks for the invite.” you smile still feeling like this was a bad idea. To be fair you never attended any of the homecoming parties or activities. Too many people, drunk people, pissed people, sad people, happy people, everyone everywhere it just wasn’t your thing,

“Come on!” he says, ushering you two in you hear some groans and curse words as you two were allowed in. Inside the house you can breathe a little. It wasn't even full yet a few extra bodies were floating around, certainly not what you imagined. You hear the president give an order to move one Keg out to the backyard. Another voice is heard confirming all rooms are locked and secure.

“Alright last meeting!” You hear as you feel Ivy pull you back “We know the mission?” Mark the president comments

They respond “EPIC PARTY, EPIC FRAT HOUSE! TOP FRATERNITY OF STANFORD!” They cheer “LETS GOOO!!!” you look around and see Peter joining the cheering

“AND PLEASE NO GIRLS IN THE ROOMS I DON’T CARE HOW MUCH YOUR DICKS GET HARD SEND THEM HOME!” Sean the Vice President adds in making them all laugh

“Here we go '' Ivy whispers to you as they open the door, in a moment the room quickly gets filled up the music is so loud the base in the speakers is vibrating through you. You watch as people grab cups, grab bottles of beer, grab the premade jello shots and make their way to the dance floor as you nurse your liquor punch? That's what they called it anyway.

After a while your body loosens up you start to care less about the surroundings and you start moving to the music. Ivy had left your side and returned and left again so much so that you didn’t care anymore you were having your own mini party in the very distant corner of the living room which didn’t have any couches? How come you just realized? Actually all the seating was missing.

You tip your head back to get the last drop in your cup and frown you move from your corner hoping to find no one occupying it and make it to the kitchen

“SPEAK OF THE DEVIL! Y/N!”

You turn to look behind you and there stood Peter (of course you notice him first), Ivy, Cam, and a few of the other frat brothers. You wave before getting more of the liquor punch whatever they put in it was really working its way in your system. You walk over and greet them. "WHERE HAVE YOU BEEN HIDING?" Sean asks

“OH I HAVE I’VE BEEN AROUND!” “THIS IS OUR FIRST TIME SEEING YOU WE’VE SEEN IVY LIKE A BILLION TIMES” You roll your eyes “WE ARE NOT ATTACHED AT THE HIP” and you weren’t you didn’t need Ivy to babysit you, you had fun the introvert way you know observing people and their mannerisms, argument over there, dancing over here, conversation in that corner, oooh trip up the steps

You watch as Peter smirks and that makes you blush, you quickly look away “what are you drinking?” you ask Ivy

“Oh girl i don’t know” she takes a sip “beer?” she takes another “i think i mixed beer with punch” You make a face “ew”

“Gross right?” you nod “Too drunk to care” she throws it back. You laugh in response. When you turn back to the group Peter is gone and your heart drops a little but not enough to care.

You walk away from the circle and make your way around the crowd. A few guys stop you trying to flirt but it's a wash, they were way too drunk much more than you and were now just saying anything ‘like your tits, let me suck your pussy’ you cringe as you think about it. You spot Peter not too far away dancing. Of course he is surrounded by mostly girls and of course the one who he seems to be chummy with is the girl that fits the aesthetics of his recent situationships. You roll your eyes, fuck Ivy for making you think this guy even liked you. You were better off having a secret crush than hoping he had any interest. The night goes on and your mood is semi sour, not too much more so slight irritation. Thank God for your corner because you need a wall to lean on, heels, no seats, and alcohol are not the best combo. You look down at your clock and see it is 1am time for you to head out, you know Ivy wouldn’t mind hell you haven’t even seen her or texted her in the past 2 hours. You shoot a text saying you were going to The Crispy Bun, a hole in the wall burger bar that not many people knew about. It had a very retro vibe with a modern spin.

You push yourself off the wall, stand in line for way too long for the restroom and head towards the front.

“Y/N!” you hear Ivy and God did you roll your eyes

“YEA!” you fake a smile

“WHERE YOU GOING?”

You notice Peter and Sean, and what seemed to be Peter’s interest for the night walking up

“OH I UMM WAS GONNA GO TO CRISPY”

“OOOOH YESSS!” She pinches your side

You squeal again “OW WHAT THE FUCK IVANNA!” She squints and looks at you “YOU WERE GONNA GO WITHOUT ME??”

“I TEXTED YOU!” You feel yourself getting angry

She pulls out her phone “OH SHIT YOU DID, SORRY FRIEND!” She throws her arms around you

“WHAT’S CRISPY?” Sean asks

“YOU DON’T KNOW? THEY HAVE THE BEST BURGERS LETS GO!” she says rallying up the small group.

God no, this can’t be happening. You were happy to just walk and have a nice burger in your drunken state now you had to be there as Peter and this girl would be flirting right in front of you.

The group leaves, all 6 of you. You do your best to lighten up your mood, joining Ivy in her singing and giggling. Eventually you guys stop and she links arms with you pulling you close

“This is the time to make your move” she whispers in your ear You scoff “Please not this again” “What?” she looks at you and then back at the guys

“Ivy, he brought a girl, what are you even?”

She interrupts you “Olivia? That’s Sean’s girlfriend!”

You blush “oh” “You thought that was some girl he liked?”

“It look...” She interrupted again “Well you are wrong”

“What you two whispering about over there?!” Cameron asks

“NOTHING!” Ivy sings in response. Ivy goes back to singing, and this time you happily join in. Maybe she was right because why would Peter tag along. You finally make it to The Crispy Bun.

“Hi, how many?” the host asks “Hi Hannah!” you greet

“Y/N!, Omg i haven’t seen you in like forever” the older lady comments “I know class and all” She puts her hand on her chest “I get it girl”

“We have 6” “Ooooo I won’t be able to sit you guys for like an hour. But if you want there’s many seats by the bar I think you guys can sit in pairs, but as people leave just ask the bartender to move you closer to each other. Does that work?”

“Yes it’s perfect!” Ivy responds. “And I’m starrrvviingg” You give her look what the hell does she mean by that's perfect? Was she planning on sitting with you and ignoring Cam

You feel her grab your hand and place it on Peter's hand. If the sky opened up and swallowed you now you wouldn’t even be mad.

“Peter take care of her!”

“Scouts honor” he responds in a calm manner

“Okay great here are the menus there’s a pair in the middle and and then on each side of the bar, I think”

“Dibs on middle!” Sean comments pulling Olivia along with him

Your heart races as Peter pulls you through the busy bar, unbeknownst to you he chose the area that seemed to be a bit more calm. He helps you sit on the stool. You thank him sheepishly as he sits on his.

“No problem, so what’s good to eat here Y/L/N?” Y/L/N you like that nickname “Oh umm there’s a lot actually!” you open up the menu so you can both look at it. Peter stands up and moves his stool closer. You blush but try to hide it behind your big bouncy hollywood style curls. You were a sucker for big hair so of course you had to put in those large rollers in your hair. “They have like gourmet burgers and then the classics”

“What do you get?” he asks You go to answer but are interrupted by the waitress “Hey guys what can I get you?” You two don’t say much, keeping the conversation light until the food comes out

“MMMM” He moans, throwing his head back.

“It’s good right”

“I can’t believe I didn’t know about this place, shit where have I been?”

“Under a rock” you respond sarcastically. He chuckles in response

It’s quiet for a while as you two eat, he then looks down at your shoes and smiles.

“So why you giving me the cold shoulder Y/L/N” he asks looking at you dead on

Your jaw drops as you watch him pick up one of your fries and plops it in his mouth

“I have not!”

“You were giving me the cold shoulder not too long ago” He adds picking up another fry

“I was not” you blush

He smirks and takes one last bite of his burger “So what was it then?”

You blush some more and say “I thought you were just complimenting my shoes and...” you pause to think

He quirks his brow “And?”

You respond in a soft tone almost whispering “I just didn’t think you... were... interested”

He scoffs amused “Well I am!” he confirms as he eats another one of your fries

“Do you want my fries?” you ask “Yes they are soo good!”

“You can eat my leftover burger full now” you offer pushing the plate towards him “Nice” Perfect reason to have boys around they finish your food

After he finishes he finally speaks “So now that you know I am interested” You blush “Can we get this show on the road, tired of looking at you from afar” “Sure” you blush

“Come here” he pulls you closer and angles your swivel stool to face him while both his legs cage you in

“What would you like to know about me Peter?’ you ask

“Everything” You blush and look “I love your smile” “Man you’re laying it in thick”

He chuckles, throwing his head back “Nah I just wanna know more, you know?”

“You gotta ask so I know what to tell you?” “Any love interests?” “No? Maybe”

“Last boyfriend?” “3 years ago?” “Why’d you break up?” “Long story short he cheated” “Favorite TV Show?” “Bob’s Burgers”

“Nice”

“Siblings”

“None” “Only child wow” you blush pushing the hair behind your ear

You two continue and eventually you loosen up and ask him the same if not similar questions

“What?” you ask, focusing back on his eyes. You had done the Marilyn Monroe Triangle method ( A/N: look at youtube, tiktok, etc), not that you did it intentionally just something you would do from close proximity or from a distance. You liked the details of things you noticed.

He smirked and pulled you even closer, hands caressing your outer things, your eyes widened a bit as he leaned in. “I said, if I asked you out what would you say?�� “Oh!” you giggle “Yes duh”

“You guys want anything else?”

“Want dessert?” He asks you “Uh no I’m good” you say not wanting to look like a glutton

“We are good”

“Alright together or separate checks”

“Together!” he responds quickly reaching in his back pocket for his wallet

“Oh I was gonna..” you say reaching for your bag

He stops you “Consider this our first unofficial first date and if you pull out your card I swear to god Y/L/N”

You stop midway “Thanks Peter” you say sheepishly

“Don’t mention it, so about that first date” “What are you two love birds talking about?” Olivia teases

He smiles at her “private things, what's up?” he asks straightening, up looking across to see that Cam, Ivy, and Sean were making their way towards you two

“Oooh private things” She throws her arm around Peter, and caresses his face and you realize the uncomfortable expression

“You guys done?” “Yea we gotta go back bro, it's been 2 hours cleaning helping get home all that Frat house shit”

“Oh shit I forgot”

“Because you’re busy flirting your balls off!” Sean adds

“Fuck off” Sean “ready?” he asks you

“Oh yea” you say standing up

You guys walk in pairs now you two being in the middle

“So about that official first date” he asks lowly not wanting anyone else to hear

“Oh yea I would love to” you look up at him

“Yes! I need your number” He said handing you his phone. He smiles down at you and throws his hands around your shoulders pulling you in.

You guys reach the Frat house and he looks down at you. You look to your side and notice Olivia looking at you both you can’t read her expression, it was odd though “Text me when you get home safe” “Awww Peter” Olivia comes over and pinches his cheek. He rolls his eyes shrugging her off “what about me do you care if I make it home safe?”

He gives her a deadpan look “of course i do liv” he responds sarcastically

You smile and rub his arms “I’ll text you Peter” you say looking up at him he smiles and kisses your cheek.

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