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Breaking Hearts and Making Names

Pairing: Nathan Scott x Fem!reader

Characters: Chris Keller, Fem!reader, Nathan Scott, Brooke Davis, Peyton Sawyer, Lucas Scott, Marvin "Mouth" McFadden, Antwon "Skills" Taylor, Haley James (Scott)

Warnings: Fluff, one tree hill funsies, chris keller being a punk, reader taking no shit, brooke and reader being bestie's, the girls needing to rope reader in, reader is kinda like a fem wade wilson, this was kind of random but also not, I love making reader besties with Brooke, this has been in my drafts for a bit, happy to have posted it, lowkey a stupid fic but a fun one

Word Count: 676

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You turn the corner when you hear him flirting with another girl and roll your eyes. You walk towards the stairs to Nathan’s apartment and raise a brow.

"How old are you again?" You cross your arms, staring at him.

Chris turns around and furrows his brows, confused as to what you’re getting at. "What?"

"How old are you? You're not in high school and yet you're preying on young girls, under the age of eighteen might I add which I believe would make you a pervert." You turn to the girl he’s been talking to and lean in, “you can go now.”

She nods and scoots around him so she can leave.

He scoffs, rubbing his face in annoyance. “Chris Keller is offended and not a pervert."

You lean in closer to him, "would you really prefer it if I called you a pedo?"

His eyes widened. "Man, you're cold."

Your shoulders deflate as your eyes soften, "aw, Brooke taught me well." You spin around and catch her gaze as she walks closer to you, throwing her arm around your shoulders.

"I did and I'm so proud."

You both throw your heads back and chuckle.

He shakes his head, watching the two of you take the lead and walk up the stairs to hangout in your boyfriend's apartment but not before adding, "I know you're checking someone out, you pervert. I would say kiss my ass, but you can't so, suck a d-"

Peyton and Haley have never pulled you away from the railing as fast as they have in all their lives while Brooke throws her head back and laughs, clapping her hands to where it sounds like she’s smacking her hands together.

The guys get out of the car and walk towards the defeated musician. Nathan glances up when he hears your laughter.

He can’t help but chuckle, knowing you had something to do with Chris’ defeated look. "What happened?"

The musician lifts his head, staring at the youngest Scott boy with a defiant attitude.

Before Nathan decided to officially ask you out and not hide his feelings from you, he made sure to put the infamous Chris Keller in his place.

"The one in your hoodie is mean."

The Scott brother's glance at one another and nod.

"Makes sense," Lucas says.

He and Haley always liked your style and the way you carry yourself, which explains why you’ve been friends with them for as long as you have.

It helps him when the other guys on the team want to try and pick on him or if a certain guy who refers to himself in the third person needs to be put in his place. But the downer for those who come across your mean streak is-

"She and Brooke have been hanging out a lot.”

“We've never known someone to have the same amount of brazen personality as Brooke until they met and, as Brooke likes to say, they “clicked”. I’m surprised you made it as far as you have," Nathan adds.

"She hurt Chris Keller's feelings."

"Something tells me, she doesn't care," Nathan tells him before heading up the stairs.

“Tell your brother to control his girl.”

Lucas shakes his head, “I’d rather not. She can get pretty mean if I try to tell her to do something.”

Mouth and Skills chuckle to themselves as they pass him.

“I wouldn’t take what she means to a heart man,” the latter tells him.

The blond pouts. “How would you take it if she called you a perv?”

“I’m not, so I don’t have to worry about it.”

Mouth nudges his friend in the side, causing him to whine. “What he means is, you should watch what you say, or you get the look.”

“The look?”

Mouth nods, “the look.”

The two walk away from him, leaving him to follow behind and see the infamous look that your friend was talking about.

He chuckles and thanks whatever karma was in his side to prevent him from getting a stare down from you.

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the fact that i'm no longer the same age as the protagonists of novels and films i once connected to is so heartbreaking. there was a time when I looked forward to turning their age. i did. and i also outgrew them. i continue to age, but they don't; never will. the immortality of fiction is beautiful, but cruel.

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Someone: yeah it was so sad when this character died

Me, who’s already read 15 fix-it fics and no longer can tell the difference between canon and fanon: when they what

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crazyk-imagine · 15 days

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reminder to:

straighten your back

go pee goddAMN IT STOP HOLDING IT

go take your meds if you need to

drink some water

go get a snack if you havent eaten in a while

maybe wander around the house/stretch a little if you’ve been sat at the computer a while (artists especially: sTRETCH THOSE WRISTS)

reply to that text/message from earlier you’d forgotten about

maybe send a nice lil message to someone having a bad day?

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crazyk-imagine · 26 days

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George Edition

Warnings: angst, fluff, strangers to friends, friends to lovers, reader got out of a bad friendship, the ex-friend is a total bitch, this was written short, not much to go on, always wanted to write something for the twins on April 1st and here we are, don't mess with Geogre's girl

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Recap...

"Come here," she waves you over.

You furrow your brows and turn away from her, hoping she'll get the hint and leave you alone

She taps your shoulder, staring at you expectedly. "Why'd you ignore me?"

"Because we haven't talked in months and now, you're acting as if you unfriended me didn't happen?"

Her eyes widen, head snaps back a bit in shock. "I didn't know you grew a backbone."

You shrug, "you never knew a lot of things about me."

She stomps her foot, "how dare you-"

"Hey, lovey," he kisses the top of your head.

You smile and wrap your arm around his waist. "Hey, Georgie."

He groans, "I told you to stop calling me that."

You smile, "never."

Fred rolls his eyes, "can't you two lovebirds go somewhere else. I'm trying to keep my appetite, not lose it."

"Why don't you walk away then?"

"You know we're a package deal," he answers you.

You roll your eyes, "oh, yes. How silly of me to forget."

You turn back towards her, "we're not friends and won't be in the future. You weren't the best and I'm done wasting my time on you."

The twins grab your wrists and pull you further into the hall.

She stares unsure of what’s happened and doesn't regret unfriending you but is upset she couldn't get close to the twins.

- You've never been one to deal with regret, but you do wish you could have thanked your ex-friend the last time you talked to her because she helped guide you in the right direction

- She helped you meet the love of your life and that's the only reason you never decided to get payback on her

- (Just don't ask the twins why her hair was green for a week)

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crazyk-imagine · 26 days

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Fred Edition

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Recap...

"Come here," she waves you over.

You furrow your brows and turn away from her, hoping she'll get the hint and leave you alone

She taps your shoulder, staring at you expectedly. "Why'd you ignore me?"

You don't say anything (which was better for her).

She rolls her eyes, "who cares? I'm just waiting till we can see who the twins are friends with. As if they're worthy enough to be close to them."

Your brows raise in surprise.

"I still can't believe the twins got a girlfriend. I'm curious who would dare date him. I mean, who would think they could."

You forgot how obsessed she was with them. You shrug. "I think they're happy. I don't see the harm in Fred having a girlfriend."

She spins towards you. "You know which ones which?"

You scoff, ready to tell her off when an arm wraps around your shoulder.

"Hello, love."

You smile and peck his waiting cheek. "Hi, Fredward."

He smirks, "that's not my name but you make it sound perfect."

"That's because you're a simp for me."

"That I am."

She stares unsure of what’s happened and doesn't regret unfriending you but is upset she couldn't get close to the twins. She sees how happy you are and wants that too.

- That was another reason she wanted to get close with them, she wanted just a little bit of happiness in her life and they were it.

- You've never been one to deal with regret, but you do wish you could have thanked your ex-friend because she helped guide you in the right direction

- She was the reason for you being able to meet the love of your life and that's something you would never trade for

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crazyk-imagine · 26 days

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Chosen Last (Blurb)

A/N: Based on the song below. I couldn't decide on who to write for so I made it a choose your twin to be your boyfriend like the interactive love games XD

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- They found you in a time of need

- Your friend was never the nicest and always left you to be chosen last

- The twins saw and helped you anyway they could (mainly by becoming your friends and treating you better)

- They started off by asking for help with their work and then it changed to them asking if you wanted to sit with them during meals (you're a Gryffindor so it wasn't as weird)

- You didn't realize how much better they were until one of your old friends called for you and actually expected you to go towards them

- Now bear in mind, it’s been at least three months since you talked to them

- The twins had yet to arrive in the hall and you were trying to get your usual seats

"Come here," she waves you over.

You furrow your brows and turn away from her, hoping she'll get the hint and leave you alone

She taps your shoulder, staring at you expectedly. "Why'd you ignore me?"

Which path do you choose?

The path with the reader who grew a backbone

Or the girl who let her ex-friend talk until their foot was put in their mouth

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Chapter X: Can't Start the Party if it Don't Start

Characters: Sulane “Sullie” Celeste, Jasner "Jas" Verbane, James Diamond, Kendall Knight, Carlos Garcia, Hortense "Logan" Mitchell, Katie Knight, Mama Knight, Kelly Wainwright, Gustavo Rocque, Merceds, Jo Taylor, Camille Roberts

Warnings: Fluff, angst, James is an idiot, Jasner is a dork, Sulane has two guys that want to date her, drama continues, Jasner makes a move get shot down but then back in the game, the boys are dumb, Sulane is always there to save the day

Word Count: 3,289

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Sulane sits in her apartment, doing nothing and is enjoying it but- she takes a bite of her licorice, mumbling, “this feels like a trap.”

If only the universe hadn’t heard her and manifested a nuisance for her to deal with.

She doesn’t have to look to see who it was. “Hey, Jas. How was your night after your date?”

He slams the door shut. “I am never listening to you for dating advice again.”

“I didn’t tell you to date her.”

He furrows his brows, staring at her a face that was a mix of anger and confusion. “You’re the one that made the date happen.”

She scoffs, shaking her head. “I did no such thing.”

“You did. You’re the one that practically threw me to that- she-demon.”

“Okay, I know she’s a lot at times but calling her a she-demon is a little much.”

“Whatever,” he pouts, crossing his arms. “I didn’t want my first date to go that way.”

“What was that?”

“I just- I thought when I had my first date it’d be with someone I liked, you know.”

“Really?”

“Yeah, I mean, I thought I’d be going out with someone who I liked and was kind of like my friend first, kind of like you.”

She turns to look at him. “What?”

He shrugs, staring at her from the dining chair. “I thought I’d be dating you by now.”

The boys planned on grabbing Sulane before they left, effectively ruining her plans of hanging out by the pool so she could talk to the girls.

“Come on.” Carlos pulls her.

“We need your help,” Logan adds.

She tries to pull her arm out of their grip. “With what?”

They glance at one another.

“Something important,” the brainiac explains.

“It’s too early for this, I haven’t had my coffee yet.”

“Since when did you drank coffee?” The helmet lover asks.

“Since you guys got hired.”

“I feel like we should be offended,” Logan says.

She nods, “you should be.”

“That’s hurtful,” Kendall chimes in.

She rolls her eyes, “whatever. Take me where we’re supposed to be going. Let’s get this over with.”

“It’s gonna be fun,” says James.

“I don’t like the tone you used.”

“What tone? I didn’t have a tone.”

“There is some heavy mischief in there somewhere.”

“Ignore him. Onward,” Logan pushes her ahead of the others.

They turn the corner and stop as the boys smell the air.

The teen scrunched her nose, confused, and alarmed by their behavior. “What’s wrong with-”

“I smell party!” They take off, almost leaving her behind until James runs back and grabs her hand, hauling her with him.

“Oh, yeah.”

They wander into the studio, taking notice of the fancy party décor.

“What's going on?” Asks Kendall.

“Please tell us it's a party,” James and Carlos plead to Kelly and Gustavo.

“It is the Big-Time Rush party celebrating the making the making of your first album,” the more experienced assistant informs them.

“Oh, yeah. Was I supposed to be here?”

Kelly shakes her head.

The producer knows where this is going and knows he needs to stop them before they do something crazy. “No. You're not invited.”

That instantly drops their party mood. “What? Why?”

“One, it's a classy party for executives only. Two, I don't need dogs around playing with their food.”

“We don't play with food,” the leader and brainiac defend themselves.

“James and Carlos, turn around,” Kelly orders them.

The two turn around, using some of the good to make a monster face as they growl.

Sulane shakes her head. “Oh, lord.”

“I gotta get new friends,” Logan mutters, knowing these are the exact reasons why they aren’t allowed to the party. “I second that.”

“Wait, wait, wait. How can you have a Big-Time Rush party without Big-Time Rush?” Carlos asks.

“You'll be here in spirit, and in cut-out form,” Kelly tells them, using a nice tone. Hoping it’ll ease the heartache as she gestures to the bands cutout that was just brought in.

“Well, we're staying.”

Sulane’s head snaps over to look at Kendall. “Uh,” she points to him, circling the four. “I hope you mean you guys because I did not agree to those terms and conditions.”

“Fine.” Guatavo doesn’t listen to her and focuses on the leader’s last comment.

The boys cross their arms, wanting to make it look like they don’t care. “Fine.”

The producer runs towards the decoy he brought in for them. “Fine! You can stay. But do not go in my super party fun box.”

“Please tell me- yeah, no. They did it.” She turns back to the adults. “Why am I left with the idiots?”

“Because the dogs listen to you more.”

“They really don’t.”

“I agree with Gustavo on this one.”

“Kelly! Not helping.”

The four push the other person in front of them, hoping to get out and get more air faster with less people in their way.

“I can't believe we fell for that,” Kendall comments.

“Oh, Yeah. Definitely didn’t see that one coming.”

“You’re not helping.”

“I’m not trying to.” She says before pulling out her English homework. “Now, go find someone else to disturb. I have homework to finish.”

- ah, ah, ah-ah, oh -

Mama Knight and Katie walk out from their room.

“Hey. I'm taking Katie on a day trip; we'll be back late.”

Katie’s face lights up. “We're going to Vegas.”

“You can’t play the slots,” Sulane chimes in, looking through her textbook for the page she needs.

“San Diego,” the young girls mom corrects her.

The girl lifts her hand, showing off the one thing they need in order to leave. “But I get to drive.”

“You’re not old enough.”

“What she said,” Mama Knight gestures to the teen girl sitting at the kitchen counter.

Kendall smiles. “Hey, mom, would you mind-”

She knows exactly where her son is going. “No parties. It's a Palmwoods rule. And if I get another strike, bitters kicks us out, remember?”

Sulane groans, knowing they’re all looking into the sky like a bunch of weirdos.

The boys grimace. “Right.”

Katie points to the marks, “but did he have to put them on our door?”

Kendall nods in agreement with his sister.

“Be good.”

The leader steps forward, kissing his mom on the cheek as a goodbye.

“I mean it.” She glances at the boys. “Make sure they’re good, please?”

The teen looks up from her homework, offering a small smile. “I will do my best, but I make no promises.”

“Keep them out and away from places they shouldn’t be, and I’ll be happy.”

“That I can agree to.”

“Bye kids.”

The five of them wave to her.

“We have to throw a party. We're teenagers. If we don't party, we could die,” James explains to his buddy.

Carlos raises his arms to get in the right mood. “Party, party!”

“We can't party at the Palmwoods. But there's nothing saying we can't have a "get-together.”

“Ooh,” Logan slides to stand beside Kendall to add, “or a social gathering.”

While the other two are chanting, “social gathering” Sulane looks up from her homework and nods in approval. “A loophole, very nice. Dare I say, I’m even a little proud.”

The leader points to them. “James, Carlos, you two transform 2-j into a cool club atmosphere. And get some snacks and sodies.”

The two pull the items out of thin air.

“That will forever amaze me. Seriously, where did those come from?”

“A magician never reveals his secret.”

She glares at James, “tell me.”

He smirks, knowing it’s going to annoy her. “No.”

“And we keep the guest list short, say, three people each, which is not a party, but a get-together,” Logan explains.

The duo dance around and chant, “Get-together! Get-together!”

“This is good, practice your story in case something happens.”

The brainiac stares at her with a concerned expression.

“And I'm gonna go down to the pool right now and invite Jo, 'cause I kind of got a thing for her.” Kendall turns around, close to exiting the apartment when he turns around to Sulane. “And you should invite Jasner. I feel like we haven’t hung out as much with him. Plus, he knows all the best sweet spots and can help us out.”

She grimaces and stares at her essay. “We’re kind of in another fight and I don’t think a party will help us.”

He nods before eyeing Logan, who nods, knowing what he needs to do.

Graffiti walls billboards lighting up the block every one of us on a mission oh, yeah got a whole crew by my side cars beep beep when they pass us by we ready to get down to business at the club open the door all the girls scream "there they are" it's packed from wall to wall and everybody is calling

She ignores the duo and writes the last word of her essay before slamming her book shut, taking in the new layout. “Yeah, I’m not staying for,” she waves her hand around. “Whatever this is.”

Logan stops her.

The leader raises a brow at their attire, “guys, it's just a small gathering get-together.”

“Dude. We're not in Minnesota anymore. This is the big leagues,” James informs him and Logan.

As she re-reads part of her essay, barely listening, it’s more than enough for her to roll her eyes.

Carlos chimes in, adding to his buddy’s thoughts. “Our big-time Hollywood party crew starts tonight. We start small,” he and James pinch their fingers together. “But you start hot.” They press their fingers together, hissing.

“And before you know it, we'll be known as the Hollywood super party kings of Hollywood,” the pretty boy adds before the two of them hollar.

“Whoo, whoo!”

The brainiac grimaces, “you said Hollywood twice.”

“You bet I did.”

The doorbell rings and the two run to the door.

“Go, go, go.”

“Welcome to the get-together.”

“Snacks to the left. Dance floor is straight ahead, and good times all around,” his partner in crime adds.

Jasner lets out an excited shout as he makes his way down the slide. “Hey guys.”

The leader and brainiac nod, happy he got their invite.

He makes his way over to the blonde.

James and Carlos do a handshake, “Nice!”

They make their way around Camille and Jo.

“Hey, where's Logan?”

The party animals direct her to one corner of their apartment.

“And you can find Kendall,” Jo stares at them. “Thataway.”

“Thank you.”

“You’re doing homework at a party?”

“No,” she closes her notebook. “I finished it before, now I can leave and not be a part of this.”

Sulane whines, “ow! Carlos.”

He and Janser help the poor girl off the ground.

The not-so-subtle dancer sheepishly smiles and offers his apologies.

"Can we put this morning behind us?"

The teen lifts her head, gulping as her nerves are at an all high. "I- I think that'd be good."

The two grab their drinks and make their way to the couple.

“Kendall, Jo, here’s a drink,” Jasner hands it to them.

“Thanks guys,” the girl says.

“You do realize that you’re going to be kicked out of here. This is basically a party and not the small get together you all wanted it to be.”

Kendall shrugs off Sulane’s warnings. “No, we’ll be fine.”

“Hey,” Gustavo slides over to Kelly. “We got to liven this party up before Fujizaki literally dies of boredom.”

They stand on edge, watching as the man takes a deep breath.

“His eyes are open. Oh, he's alive. Move it!”

Kelly pulls out her phone and texts the one person she knows who can help in more ways than one.

The teen pulls out her phone, responding to her mother.

Jasner, who’s a nosy person, looks over her shoulder. “What’cha doin’?”

“Kelly needs help with their party.”

Kendall spits out his drink and she fights to hide her amusement, already knowing Jo doesn’t like hockey.

The duo’s heads snap up when they hear Carlos and James screaming. “It’s happened.”

“What are we going to do?”

Sulane’s eyes widen as more people pile in, “I don’t know.” She pushes herself up when everyone shuffles to their area, pulling Jasner and Kendall along with her. “I told you this would happen.”

“Maybe you were right.” “Kendall!” “Okay, you were right.”

“Who invited all of these people?” The leader asks.

The pretty boy shakes his head, shrugging, “I don't know. I only invited the three hottest girls in my phone.”

The helmet lover nods, chiming in, “and I couldn't decide, so I texted the first three people in my phone. Abigail Aaron, Andrea Adams, and Al contacts.”

Sulane snatches the phone and the two glance over her shoulders.

“It says "all contacts.” James grabs it from her. “You invited your whole phone?”

Another crowd of people came in.

“Oh, this is bad.”

The teen gasps, “no! You’re kidding.”

Kendall states the obvious. “This was supposed to be a small gathering, and now it's an uncontrollable party that gets us kicked out of the Palmwoods.”

“Opa!”

“Sergei, you made it.”

“Opa!”

The three glances at one another, confused about the people Carlos knows.

James isn’t as curious, if anything he’s more entertained.

The leader stares at the acrobats, more confused than anything. “Hey! You have Russian acrobats in your contact list?”

“I'm a people person.”

“That’s a vague explanation. I’m going to need more.”

The male blond shoves her away from him and Carlos. “Emergency party plan. I'm gonna go get my date, who doesn't like hockey-”

The two hosts spit out their drinks.

“I know, right? And go downstairs, keep an eye on bitters so we don't get our third strike, while you guys get rid this party.”

“Right. On it.” James puts a hand out, stopping the shorter boy from moving further. “We can't stop a party this good.”

The blonde scoffs, staring at the two as if they’ve gone insane.

“We won't be party kings. We'll be party killers.”

“Who cares? Do you want to party or be homeless?”

They don’t answer.

Jasner tugs on her shirt, “come on, we should go help Kendall. We’ll be useless trying to get the party animals to corporate.”

James glances back at her, pouting at her comment. He catches the boys’ eyes, turning away to shake his head and mingle with the newcomers.

The pretty boy decides it’s time to end the party and not just because of her comment. “Teenagers should not have to make decisions like this.”

Before either he or Carlos could spring into action to stop the party, Logan stops in front of them.

“I've got a huge problem. There are two girls at this party who are in love with me.”

“Got it,” James says. “Now, what's the problem?”

“Dude, two girls have a crush on you at the same time. This is not a problem. This is the best party of your life.”

They both tell him, “Think about it.”

The brainiac closes his eyes and goes into his dream land.

Sulane finds herself back in front of the three. She turns and finds Logan playing a pretend game of tug of war and he’s the rope. “Is he good?”

“I think I see what you mean.”

They shake their heads, disagreeing with their friend’s logic. “I don't think you do.”

She nods, “great, now they’re all losing their minds.”

James searches for the blonde, knowing she can help better than anyone. He grabs her before they could get sucked into a dancing tunnel. “Sullie, Bitters is on his way, and we need help.”

She narrows her eyes at him, “now you want my help.”

He sticks his bottom lip out. “I mean, if we could get everyone to move out of the room-”

“Done!”

“Wait-” she tries to grab him before he could dance off into the crowd.

Kendall stops in front of the “party kings”. “I told you to get rid of everybody.”

The pretty boy shakes his head. “No, you said to get everybody out of the apartment.”

“And we did,” Carlos blows a party horn.

Sulane wanders over towards Camille and Mercedes. “Are you two at least having fun?”

“Did you know Logan was trying to date the both of us?”

Her eyes widen, “you’re joking, even he’s smart enough not to do that.”

Their expressions say otherwise.

“Okay, maybe not. What’s your plan?”

“Throw him in the pool,” Mercedes answers.

She shrugs, “cool. I’ll help.”

They smile.

"Only if you stop dating the boys including Jas."

Mercedes notices the look in her eyes and nods. "Deal."

Sulane stands off to the side, knowing this is not going to end well.

She pulls out her phone, calling Kelly. “Hey, Kelly. How’s the party?”

“Boring. Wait- why do you sound like you’re at a club.”

“The boys threw a party and I know Gustavo threw a boring fancy, bring your guests over and uh- I might need you to do a little sweet talking with the manager.”

“Why?”

“The boys have two strikes against them and could potentially get kicked out if he finds it.”

“You’re staying at the studio with me this week.”

“Deal, I’ll do some extra work.”

She smiles, loving how caring the teen has become. “You really care about them, don’t you?”

“No time to talk, bring them over. Bye!”

She turns to her boss. “I just found out where there’s a really awesome party.”

“So did I.”

“Palmwoods?”

He nods. “Palmwoods.”

Jasner finds the teen sitting on one of the lounging chairs and hands her a smoothie.

“I was wondering where you ran off to,” she smiles.

“I was going to get milady a refreshing beverage and some treats.” He shakes the bag.

She furrows her brows, “what do you have?”

“I come bearing a peace offering.”

“Why?”

He shrugs, “I feel like things have been weird since this morning and I want to make it up to you.”

Her lips twitch. “Jas, you didn’t have- is that licorice?”

“Can’t have a party without a few party favors.”

“Okay, best party favor ever.”

He chuckles, “good because that’s for you and the cupcakes are mine.”

“Raspberry?”

“What other flavor would I have?”

She rolls her eyes and takes a sip of her drink. “You have to give me your smoothie guys number.”

“If I did that, when would you call me?”

“I’ll always call you.”

He stares at her. “Yeah?”

She turns, the smile never falling from her lips, thinking back to his comment from this morning. “Yeah, I’d say you’re stuck with me, I’m afraid.”

“I’m terrified.”

They chuckle and continue enjoying themselves.

You want to be famous, famous you want to be the one who's living the life you want to be famous

“Well, it's official,” James starts.

“We're the Hollywood super party kings of Hollywood,�� Carlos finishes.

“Whoo-hoo! Get it, get it!” They cheer not noticing the two teens sitting close to one another until they’re set back on their feet.

James looks around, trying to find where she went so, they can enjoy the party together, giving him a chance to apologize.

Jo taps Kendall’s shoulder when she notices the pretty boys’ shoulders deflate.

The leader turns, following the direction where she’s pointing and sighs.

He and the other boys know how he’s always felt about her, but they also know he let her go so she could be happy. He catches Logan and Carlos’ eyes, all nodding at the same time.

They need to decide to come up with a plan to keep James happy (and make sure he doesn’t say anything he shouldn’t to Sulane or Jasner about their potential relationship).

Previously: Chapter IX // Continue: Chapter XI

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WIP Saturday (April)

Single fics

Paul Lahote x Magic!reader

Leonard "Wolfman" Wolfe x Wife!reader

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Weasley twins DONE

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Hi, I was thinking Jacob Black x Reader. Where Jacob was waiting for Reader to come out of school till he heard commotion in front of the school and saw Reader fighting a bully who is a guy. She has a bruised lip and bleeding nose. Jacob hurriedly pick up Reader and take her to Emily’s so she can chill out and so Emily can patch her up. The pack saw her and they started asking questions till Emily started lecturing her.

Jealousy and Pack Scolding's

Pairing: Jacob Black x Uley!reader

Characters: Jacob Black, Uley!reader, Paul Lahote, Jared Cameron, Embry Call, Leah Clearwater, Seth Clearwater, Quil Ateara V, Brady Fuller, Collin Littlesea

Warnings: Angst, fluff, Paul being an idiot, Sam not liking the imprinting, this was actually kind of cute, I think I made Jake a likable character (for me), Emily is an angel, Sam and Emily are my fav, reader has avoided making eye contact with Jake bc she has a crush, Sam knows whats up, Embry just wants his imprint, Paul is such a big brother here, love writing for the wolfpack, it's so much fun, reader knows about imprints

Word Count: 2,431

A/N: Ask and you shall receive... this was fun and totally not inspired by Jake fics where he's a little jealous shit

I've aged probably everyone sooo, Sam is 26, Emily is 25. Leah is 23. Jared and Paul are 19 (in a nearby community college) and just one semester from graduating. Jake, Reader and Embry are 18. Quil, Seth, Brody are 17. Cam and Seth are 16

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He kicks his bike stand up, so it stays upright while he waits for you to exit the school. He crosses his arms, not wanting anyone to talk to him, hoping he looks “menacing” enough for his classmates to get the hint and steer clear of him.

He knows Quil and Embry made their way back to Emily's since Sam wants them to do their patrol shift as soon as they can once they finished with their last class.

He couldn't complain much considering he was able to go home and change before heading back to pick you up so he could successfully switch shifts with Embry, which annoys him since Sam basically ordered him to pick you up.

He’d be more okay with it if you two were friends- or even talking; he doesn’t know why he was put to the job since you two aren’t close- or at least, compared to Jared and Paul.

Jake did recently find out (after complaining to the guys when their alpha wasn’t around) you’re Sam's niece and Emily has taken a light to you, thinking of you as her own daughter.

And the only reason he thinks that is because of how she treats you; it always reminds him of the way his mom took care of him and his sisters when they were younger.

Don't get him wrong, he has no problem with that or the way she treats you, he's more curious than anything since you haven't been talking to him.

It kind of bugs him that you talk to Paul and Jared more than him and isn't sure why. He gets the two shifted before everyone, but you've started talking to Embry and Quil so why not him too? Hell, you’ve even started making small talk with the newest shifters Brady and Collin.

He thinks this is why Sam sent him here, so he'll stop moping around about you and not just because the pack is tired of hearing how sad he is with you not talking to him.

The chanting, "fight, fight, fight," overtakes his sense in waiting for you and he steps closer.

He stops behind the wall of people, checking on who's fighting, curious as to who's stupid enough to fight on school property.

The fist flies to your face and he starts fighting his way to get past the people blocking him from getting to you.

You spit, not wanting the copper taste to remain in your mouth. You turn your head back to David, not wanting to give him the satisfaction of feeling like he won.

You kick his upper thigh, right above his knee and knock him down before pulling your arm back and drive your fist as hard as you can into his cheek.

He falls and cups his cheek, whining about the pain and the fact that he's bleeding.

"Talk about my family again and you'll be bleeding more."

Jacob finally breaks through the crowd and pushes David's friend away before the guy could grab you. "Back off," he growls.

The friend raises his hands in defense and backs away, noticing how buff he'd gotten and knows better to not fight Jacob.

He turns to you, smelling blood on you and cups your face, searching to find the damage, ignoring your eyes as the blood from your lip drips further down your chin. "Come on."

He puts you on the back of his bike and starts it before kicking the kickstand.

You unwrap your arms and get off the bike, trying to put distance between you, Jacob, and your home.

He grabs your wrist, "where do you think you're going?"

"Away."

"Just because you want to hide your face from Emily and Sam, doesn't mean you can run away."

"I can still try." You tug on his arm. "Let me go."

"No, you need to go in there and face them."

You stop fighting and he lets go of you, trusting that you won't leave. "I don't want Sam to be disappointed."

"Did you pick a fight with David on purpose?"

You shake your head, "of course not."

"Then he won't be disappointed... as long as you talk to him."

"Says the guy who fights him every chance he gets."

That earns a chuckle from Jake. "Says the mousy niece."

You scoff, shoving his arm. "Hey, I'm not mousy."

"This is the longest conversation we've ever had."

"That's your fault, you're always mopey."

"I am not."

"Are so."

"Am"- You walk through the door.

Emily's voice interrupts yours and everyone else's conversations. "I'm happy to see the two of you are talking." She smiles with a twinkle shining in her eye that quickly dies as soon as she catches sight of your face.

"Oh my- what the hell happened to you?" She grabs your chin, tilting so she can look at your face. "Who did this?"

Paul tenses, Jared tries to see over her shoulder.

Embry and Quil walk through the back door and glance at one another with concern evident on their faces once they realize what’s happened.

"Don't tell, Sam," you reply, staring into her eyes, practically begging her not to tell him.

"Don't tell me what?"

You grimace and then wince because your adrenaline has worn off and the pain has surfaced. "How much I love you?" You say without turning.

"I don't buy it." He wraps an arm around Emily, pecking her cheek. "Did you cut your finger again?" He asks with the scent of blood wafting through the room.

"Uh-" She catches your eye as she glances down at her hands. "Maybe, I don't know."

You attempt to sneak away while he's distracted and fail.

"Turn around."

You pout, keeping your head low as you turn.

"Lift your head."

"I like staring at my shoes while they're clean."

He grumbles your name under his breath.

You lift your head and sigh. "I may have gotten into an altercation at school."

"What the hell happened?"

"That's what I was asking before you got here?" Emily chimes in. "And I was avoiding it then."

"What did you do?"

You scoff, "I didn't do anything, you dick."

"That is no way to talk to your uncle," she tells you.

You stare at her, "I'm going to give him the same respect he gives me," and turn to him. "Which is none."

You exit the room when you realize none of you are going to be able to have a proper conversation and make your way to your room, slamming the door behind you.

"What happened while you were waiting for her?" Sam towers over Jacob, attempting to search through his mind to figure out what could have happened.

"I don't- I don't know. I was waiting and then I heard the other kids chanting, fight and then I saw her get hit and then take down David-"

"Wait- she was fighting David?" Jared chimes in with a smile.

"He deserves it," Paul adds.

"Guys a grade A asshole," Embry says before snacking on a muffin.

"So, this fight was valid?" Sam asks, wanting to understand everything he's learned within the last five minutes.

"No, it wasn't valid because fighting isn't the solution, is it boys?" Emily turns to the boys at the table.

"No," everyone answers.

"Good," she smiles.

"But this hasn't happened before? What's happened? This David- or whoever clearly said something for her to act out."

"He was talking about my family," you tell them, leaning against the wall with your arms crossed.

"That doesn't give you enough reason to fight," she tells you.

"It does when they start making fun of your dead parents and uncle who's running a cult."

They purse their lips.

"How do you feel?"

You shrug, "my fist and face are aching, so I'd say I did something right."

She sighs. "Fighting isn't the answer."

"I know that!"

"Then why did you do it?"

Your emotions cause you to snap. "I was tired of him thinking he could still bully me!"

She takes a few steps closer to you. "This has been going on for a while now. Why didn't you tell us?"

"I didn't want either of you to walk into the principal's office thinking you could stop it when it'd only make things worse," you grumble.

"We could have found another way to stop him from making comments."

"I took care of it the only way I could."

"There's always more than one way-"

"I know," you run your fingers through your hair in a frustrated manner. "I wasn't thinking but he wouldn't shut up. He waited a few months, giving me a grievance period but then he started talking shit again and today he wouldn't leave me alone."

"Why didn't you tell us?" Jared asks.

"Yeah," you scoff, "because I wanted you guys to help when the hothead is one fight away from being expelled. Everyone still thinks those two," you point to Embry and Quil. "Are weird because they suddenly got buff and had a haircut. Don't even mention the fact that Jake along with Brody and Cam are the new talk of the pack."

Sam sighs, rubbing a hand over his face. "Just, go clean the blood off as best you can, and Emily will wrap your wounds."

"I already did."

"Then go get the first aid kit and bring it in here."

You walk back into the bathroom throwing everything you’d laid out on the counter back into the bag and aim for the kitchen. "Heal me with your magical powers, Em."

She smiles and wraps an arm around your shoulders as she guides you to the island so she can use the natural light to check over you. "Does this hurt?"

"Not yet."

"Okay, let me know when it-"

You suck in a deep breath through your teeth.

"Hurts. You okay?"

"Peachy, Em."

"I know you had to defend yourself today, but fighting isn't always the answer."

"Yeah, I know," you reply with an attitude.

"I'm just reminding you, so you don't continue hurting yourself. You're not like the others, and I don't like seeing you get hurt."

"Thanks, Emily," you wrap your arms around her and pull her in for a long hug.

She smiles, returning the hug. "Don't go getting into fights again or else I'm going to bubble wrap you."

You chuckle. "As long as you save me from a Sam lecture."

"Deal." She slides the plate with muffins, closer to you. "Eat something first."

The guys shake their heads at your behavior.

"Does this mean I can hang out with you guys?"

"You hang out with us already," Jacob points out.

"Cliff diving." You unwrap your muffin.

"Absolutely not," your uncle tells you.

"Come on."

"No,” Sam shakes his head.

"Guys," you beg, turning around to look at the others.

"We're not getting involved in that," Paul raises his hands, heading towards the couch.

- Extra -

"Wha-"

"I'm with Paul," Embry tells you, pulling Quil with him as they sit beside Jared.

You turn to face your knight in shining armor. “Jake-”

He turns away from the others and glances back at you, the humor falling from his face.

“Oh, shit,” Jared mutters.

“Are you serious?” Embry whines.

You owlishly blink trying to figure out what’s happened when he falls to his knees. You set your muffin down and push yourself off the stool to stand in front of him. You poke his shoulder. “Are you okay?”

“It’s you,” he mutters.

You raise your head and face the others with a scared and confused expression. “Guys, what the hell just happened?”

Paul smirks and looks away.

Jared buries his face with a muffin.

Embry and Quil face the tv, not wanting to see how things plays out.

Brady and Collin walk through the door.

“Holy shit,” the former says.

“Congrats, Jake. You finally got your imprint,” the latter adds.

“What?” You spin around to face Emily. “Imprint? That’s what just happened?”

Sam rubs a hand over his face. This was the last thing they needed.

“Did we- did you not know?” Brady asks you.

“Does this look like the face of someone who’s in the know? Does it. Brady?”

Collin pulls his buddy away before you can rip their heads off.

“I think we need to talk,” Sam says, pulling Jacob off the ground. “Outside.”

You three stand on the porch, trying to wrap your heads around the whole situation.

“I don’t know what this means,” you tell them.

“This means, no being alone in your room. No sneaking out after curfew. No-”

“Sam, we’re not dating. This doesn’t apply to us.”

“It could,” he says, finally snapping out of his mind.

“What?”

“It- the imprint bond doesn’t happen by accident, it’s the joining of when two soulmates find each other.”

“So, we’re soulmates?”

He nods.

“I thought you were in love with Bella?”

“I was.”

“And now you’re not? You couldn’t have moved on that fast just because of this bond.”

He sighs, “I know this is going to be a lot of work, but I want to get to know you whether we go out or not… even though dating you-”

The clearing of someone’s throat cuts him off.

He sheepishly smiles, rubbing the back of his head. “We’ll talk more later.”

You can’t help but giggle and wince soon after.

He’s kneeling in front of you in seconds, searching for any sign of pain. “Are you okay?”

“I’m fine. My lip is going to be the kill joy of my existence for a few days but I’m fine.” You place a hand on his shoulder, “thanks for pulling me out of there when you did.”

He shakes his head, “it was nothing.”

“It was more than you know, and I know you were only there because Uncle Sam made you, but I still wanted to thank you.”

He can’t help the wide smile that stretches across his lips. “I’ll always be there for you.”

Sam throws you over his shoulder. “Babe, where’s the extra wood I keep for the winter?”

“Back room, why?” She asks, watching as you beat on his back.

“I’m locking some doors.”

“Sam, no!” You screech. “Boys, help me.”

“He’s the alpha, what he says go,” Paul tells you.

“You suck, Lahote.”

“You’re gonna be swallowing, princess.”

Paul has never shifted and ran out of his alpha’s place as quickly as he did today.

The others lose their minds as he runs all around, nearly bumping into the clearwater siblings as they head towards the place.

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Blast to the Past

Pairing: Leonard "Wolfman" Wolfe x Wife!reader

Characters: Wife!reader. Jake "Hangman" Seresin, Pete "Maverick" Mitchell, Nick “Goose” Bradshaw, Robert "Bob" Floyd

Briefly mentioned: Carol Bradshaw, Bradley "Rooster" Bradshaw, Tom “Iceman” Kazansky, Ron “Slider” Kerner, Rick “Hollywood” Neven, Marcus “Sundown” Williams, Sam “Merlin” Wells, Charles “Chipper” Piper

Warnings: Fluff, mentions of the 86' squad, reader is still involved with Top Gun, mav and reader are besties, everyone still talks to one another, wolfman is a simp for his wife, wolfman and reader are lowkey hella cute, bradley remembering reader hanging out when he was a kid, reader teasing mav, reader thinking of hangman as mini mav, Bob being the reader's fav, Wolfman loves gossiping with his wife, this is lowkey gives off kicking your feet vibes

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The text from Beau was not the one you were expecting.

Admiral Jackass

"You've been called back." Sent Read 1:02pm

Admiral Jackass typing…

You're one stop away from making dreams happen again, you shiver with anticipation and take a deep breath, thinking back to your favorite group of students when they were younger.

At that point, it was within the early years of your teaching career.

After the class of 86' you didn't teach as often but when there was an important mission or the admiral's needed someone they knew could get the lieutenants properly trained, they called you.

You take a deep breath, walking down the hallway, realizing you've missed the feeling you (still) get walking down the halls towards your next group of lieutenants.

You walk down the pathway in between the desks much like you did when you taught his class.

Another reason for the text, he's late and Beau wants them to learn now.

You turn and eye each of the lieutenants, seeing who's confident and who's not. Something else you were known for, identifying the weak and making them stronger if they're up for it.

It was how you got him back when he lost his family.

They don't call you "Sly Fox" the Modifier for nothing (you wish your husband didn't get that started, it's stuck and you can't get rid of it).

The corner of your lips twitch, remembering more of your infamous class of 86' only because of the overly confident blond sitting in one of the first few seats.

You lean against the podium, clasping your hands together. "Who thinks they have what it takes for this mission?"

They start turning, glancing at one another.

"Do you?" You turn your attention onto the infamous Hangman.

He smirks, messing with his toothpick. "I don't think, I know I do."

"Cockiness gets you and your crew into some seedy situations."

"It get me out of them."

The door opens and your favorite captain enters.

You straighten your posture and turn back to him. "These people are you crew, you need to have their backs, or no one will have yours and you'll be alone."

He walks down the path you and uses the confidence you told him to.

The one you've claimed as "Mini Mav" turns, flipping his toothpick before sinking into his seat, followed by two others.

"It seems it's my time to leave." You throw a wink in Pete's direction before walking towards the opening.

You didn't see the way Bradley's eyes widened at the way you interact with him.

He has a vague memory of you hanging out with his family once or twice and calling his mom after losing his dad.

"Don't have too much fun, Mav." You pat his shoulder, "you've got a live one."

He furrows his brows.

You glance back at the class once more before deciding to take your leave. "Good to see you again, Bob."

He smiles and waves back at you.

Natasha turns to him with furrowed brows. "How do you know her?"

He shrugs, "she taught my first class a while back."

"She remembers your name?"

"And," he shrugs.

"You were so her favorite."

You make your way to the opening of the hanger and sigh, "I told you guys to- no, no."

You pinch the bridge of your nose and groan.

One of the technicians runs back into the hanger tripping over his feet.

You pull up beside him on one of the carts. "I told you not to run. I wasn't upset."

"I beg to differ ma'am."

You grab them by their collar. "I'm going to show you a thing or two. I was trying to help you."

You drive back out without looking back, already knowing that Beau is shaking his head while Pete and the class are trying not to laugh.

"Do you get it now?"

He nods. "That wasn't as complicated as I thought."

"Good, now do it again to this row." You can see the excitement fall from his face and can't help but chuckle.

"No, kid. She's just messing with you." You husband wraps an arm around your waist, pecking your cheek as he places his hat on your head. "Hey, sweetheart."

You smile and lean in for a kiss, having missed him with the grandkids out at school and spending more time with their friends since they're starting to get more freedom from their parents now that they've proven themselves responsible.

"Feels like I haven't seen you in forever."

He smiles, "feels like it's been forever."

"It has. What brought you out here?"

"A little birdie told me you might be maiming one of the techs."

You scoff, "as if."

You both turn to the technician and finding him staring at the two of you in awe. "Holy- Wolfman and Sly Fox are married?"

"Where have you been?" Leonard asks.

"Under a rock apparently."

You snort, covering your mouth. "Alright, we'll talk more later. Get to work before Cyclone comes for you."

"Yes, ma'am."

You two start walking away and head towards the hanger.

You glance at him through your lashes, grateful he put his hat on your head. "You're not gonna believe who's teaching and in his class."

He groans. "Don't tell me, Mav's here."

You nod. "Along with baby Goose."

"Nick's kid is here?"

You nod, pulling him behind you.

You both turn the corner, searching over the hanger for the one person you want him to see.

Pete turns to you and pauses, raising a brow.

You sheepishly smile and pull your husband away from the hanger.

"He looks just like him, don't you think?"

"Mustache and all. Damn."

"What?" You stare at him, watching him get dressed.

"Goose would have loved this."

The corner of your lips tugs upwards. "I know." A wishful sigh slips past your lips. "You'll never guess what I discovered in their class."

"What?" He asks with amusement.

"Don't be a smartass."

"Hey, you married me in spite of it."

"Yes, yes. Whatever. Mav has a mini Maverick."

"Mav produced?"

You scoff, "no but there's a kid just like him."

"That's less fun than him teaching his own kid."

"He's got baby Goose for that."

"True." He closes the locker, "you ready?"

You all but run into his arms, letting his arm rest over your shoulders. "Take me home, honey."

"As long as you'll have me."

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Part I: When We were Young

Pairing: Sirius Black x Wife!reader

Characters: Sirius Black, Wife!reader, Remus Lupin, James Potter, Peter Pettigrew

Briefly mentioned: Sybill Tawnley, Lily Evans, Harry Potter

Warnings: Flashbacks, angst, mentions of one's trauma, flashback to when the Potters died and Sirius was taken, reader's nickname is little bird, I might have made Peter more of a little shit and traitor, this is going to gut you the more you read, Sirius protecting everyone, reader scared of being alone, Sirius and reader are a power duo, this will make you all cry, the reader having special witch abilities

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You close your eyes, listening to the pitter patter on the roof, reminding you when you lost... everything.

You stop forcing yourself to close off your mind and let go, allowing everything you’ve been holding in, to be free.

He stares at you with a clenched jaw.

"Don't go," you plead with him. "Please, don't leave." You clutch onto his forearm.

He stares at you with furrowed brows, upset with himself for making his little bird cry. "I have to."

“Something is going to happen- has happened. I don’t want to lose you too.”

His hand brushes across your cheeks, wiping away your tears. “You’re not going to lose me,” the corner of his lips twitch. “I’ll be back before you know it.” A lie, he knows it well enough now (James told you two the same thing yesterday).

You don’t want to force him to stay if he doesn’t want to, but you can’t let him go, not when you’ve barely had him. “… please.”

“I have to do this.” The corner of his lips tugged upwards giving you more of a small smile. He nods, as a way to reassure you, silently promising to see each other soon, partially for you but mainly for himself. He turns around, his back facing you.

“You won’t make it back to me and- and Remus. We’ll be alone. We’ll be alone if you leave.”

He pauses, his shoulders tensing at your words.

Only your friends knew of the visions, it was too dangerous for anyone to know but you could always rely on them, they just never knew the extent to what you could see.

Another reason you keep away from Sybill, not wanting to put her in danger if she knew the extent of her powers.

“Do you know what happens?” He asks, over his shoulder, letting his hair cover you from the corner of his eye.

You shake your head. “I- I only know you don’t come back. Where you go after or what happens to you isn’t clear and I’m absolutely petrified that that means you’ve died or something much worse,” your voice trails off into a whisper as you tell him your fear. “Please don’t leave me alone. We never got to tell them-”

His shoulders begin to shake.

Your brows knit together, and you think he’s crying; belly aching laughter fills the room instead of gut-wrenching sobs.

He turns around, clutching his stomach, throwing his head back as he laughs as if you’ve told him the funniest thing.

“Why are you laughing?”

“Of course, you don’t see me coming back. I’m probably going to die.” His laughter dies down a bit after actually saying it out loud.

Your face turns sour. “And you think that’s funny?!”

“A bit, yeah. Of course, I’m the one who dies. It’s only fitting after everything-” he’s cut off.

A small echo reverberates off the walls.

He places a hand on his cheek, rubbing the now sore spot. He turns to look at you.

“You think it’s funny to joke about something like this... you- you dying is funny!” You run your fingers angrily through your hair. “How- no, no-” Your hands fall past your face. Your shoulders are tense, and your fingers are spread apart in anger. You could never understand why he was acting this way. “Why would you think that?!”

“What else am I supposed to do?”

You scoff. “For one, don't joke about you dying because it absolutely terrifies me.”

“I’m sorry, little bird.”

You nod, unsure of what to say next. “We should come up with a plan, right?”

“For?”

“A way to make sure James and Lily are okay before we go in there unprepared and potentially die.”

“I’ll go check on them and make sure everything is okay while you stay here and wait for me to come back, yeah?”

You blink once, glaring at him soon after. “You must be out of your damn mind if you think I’m going to let you go there alone.”

“You're staying here where it’s safe.”

“No!” You roar.

“Just listen to me-”

“You want me to stay here while you go over there without any backup. I’m not letting you go there alone.”

“You can’t stop me.”

“Like hell I can’t.”

He cups your cheeks, forcing you to look into his eyes. “You... are... staying... here. I don’t want to be distracted because I’m worried that when I turn around, you’ll be dead.”

“What about me!” You cry.

“You need to stay here.” He places his forehead on yours, enjoying the warmth and thinking of how happy you two were the day before; you close your eyes, thinking of his face when you finally agreed to go out with him and how ecstatic you both were.

You place your hands on top of his. “Please don’t go,” you plead once more.

He slowly moves towards you, hands resting on your cheeks. “I can’t wait for tomorrow and hear that my friends are dead when I knew I could have done something tonight.”

“Let me go with you. Don’t make me stay here alone,” your grip tightens, digging into his skin, clinging to him for as long as you can.

“I can do this.”

“What has James always told you?”

He understands what you’re implying. “It's best to have backup.”

“I can be your backup. We work well together. We can do this, we’re husband and wife now, we’ll look out for one another like we’ve always done.”

He shakes his head, tears pooling in his eyes, blurring his vision. “I can’t let the woman I love come with me.”

“And I can’t let the man I love go into a death trap. I can’t bear nor stand the thought of not seeing you again. Please... don’t push me away and force me into staying here. Don’t make me live here… alone, without you.”

He swipes his thumb across your cheeks.

Your vision becomes cloudy due to the tears getting trapped in your lashes as more pool in your waterline. Your heart is heavy, as if on the verge of breaking, shocking it hasn’t already broke.

“I love you, that’s why I’m doing this for us.”

“Don’t say that.”

“I’ll be back before you know it.” He removes his hands from your cheeks and steps away.

“Sirius, please. Don’t go. Don’t go.” You sob, reaching for him. You wipe away your tears, but it becomes a complicated task as you continue to cry, and more tears are stuck in your lashes.

“I will come back to you, little bird.”

"Sirius! Don't leave. Don’t leave me. Please, don't go!" You’re right behind him, hand reaching out for him.

He tries not to tear up but fails, watching as you chase after him, reminding him of when you were children, but it was him doing the chasing… except for when he absolutely pissed you off.

He can’t leave.

You didn't know what went through his mind that night but, he was brought back to the last time he pissed you off, just before he asked you out.

A pleasant time for him because he knew that day and, in that moment, it was time he stopped being a chicken and ask you out.

“So, why are we running now?” Remus asks, barely breaking a sweat as he and Sirius pass by their other two friends (and members).

The other two glance at one another, the lighter haired boy shrugging his shoulders.

“Padfoot, where are you going?” James shouts, falling behind because he’s confused and has no idea why they’re running.

The mother hen of the group grabs the remaining member of their group, pulling him along as he protests along the way.

The boy with the longest hair out of the group, looks over his shoulder and smiles, catching the sight of your body turning the corner. “We’re running.”

“From?”

“Sirius Orion Black!” You shout.

“Run, Pads Run!” James calls out to him as he pulls Peter beside him, blocking you from getting him.

In his eyes, you looked so ethereal as you try and push past his brother, even more beautiful than Aphrodite herself.

He stops in front of you, remembering that day fondly, cupping your cheeks once more, pulling you closer, kissing you with everything he’s got.

Sirius continues to pull you closer towards him, needing to let you know he loves you one last time because you, you are his everything and being in a world without you is not a world to live in at all and he’ll be damned if he didn’t give you a proper goodbye.

You clutch onto him; afraid this is the end of your beginning even more so as your intimate kiss is powerful enough for you to see into his mind and see all of his memories revolving around you. You two part when you need to take a breath.

He can never keep his mouth shut. “Wow.”

You tilt your head, “what?”

“I mean I- I always knew you’d be good and maybe a little part of me expected you to be this amazing, because you always are and- wow.” He stares into your eyes, shifting from one to the other feeling as if he was losing more of his breath.

You smile. “Must you always be such a charmer.” Your face falls when you realize what’s happening. “You’re still leaving,” you sniffle.

He nods, “I have to.”

“No, you don’t.”

“I do.”

You ignore him. “We can- we can come up with a plan and figure out how to stop he who shall not be named and protect everyone.”

“I-” He starts off, unable to take it anymore; he can’t hear you ramble on any further. “I’m doing this for the people I care for!”

“I can’t just let you go empty handed! You and I both know it’s always best to have someone by your side.” You grab his hand, clutching it knowing this is the last chance you have to keep him here, with you. “I want to be by your side for better or for worse.”

“And I want you to come with me. Merlin knows but I can’t stay in a world where we are afraid someone is going to come after us. I want you to stay where you’ll be safe. I’ll be back before you can say I’m gone. I always come back to you.”

“Why can’t you listen? Please don’t go,” you gasp, unable to hold in your sobs.

“I have to.”

“I’m scared.”

“So am I... but as long as I know that you’ll still be here by the time I come back, I’ll be okay.” He cups your cheek, thumb brushing against your cheek. “You are my hope.”

Your bottom lip quivers. “You’re mine too-”

“Then it’s done. You’ll see me tomorrow at the latest.”

You clench your jaw, more tears pooling in your waterline. “Fine.”

He nods. “Good. I will come back to you one way or another.”

“I know... I love you,” you whisper.

A smile tugs at his lips but he resists the urge to do so. “You couldn’t admit it before until I came to your rescue back at Hogwarts and now that I might die, you admit it again. Always a stubborn one, you were,” he jokes before the humor falls from his face.

“And I love you.” He makes his way towards the fireplace in your shared apartment.

You run towards him. “You know I don’t want you to go alone or at all. But please just- just- come back to me, Sirius.”

He nods, standing in place. “I know... this is something I have to do… for us. And you know I will. I always come back to you.” He winks then he’s gone.

Your lips twitch as your vision sways; the room spinning to the side making you wonder if your body moving the same way before collapsing onto your knees.

The pain in your limbs is there but you're too heartbroken to focus on the danger that's close to you as you plead with all your might to any god, wizard; whoever might be listening.

“Come back. Please come back.” You beg, banging your fists onto the floor. Too into your head, you’re unaware of who's that’s arrived.

“Heartbreaking, truly,” said the voice.

You froze, your entire body tensing at the voice (the voice of a traitor that is).

Then came the first time you thought you weren’t going to make it through the night.

"Have I interrupted your pity party?"

Your eyes widen as he steps closer, the moonlight being the only light illuminating his figure. "Peter?" You fully turn to see your so-called friend, standing for the opposing team; how could he have fallen so far and joined the side here to ruin lives.

Peter ignores your heated and confused gaze, opting to look at the picture behind you, remembering when you all were younger. His lips twitch before curling into a smirk full of hate at the memories of the way his friends treated him. "Do you know why I'm here?"

You don't say anything, still shocked the boy you all considered a friend nay a brother, is here to kill you.

"Still speechless?" He turns, the smirk turning into something more sinister, just for you.

"Not for you." You stare at the rat.

"She speaks."

You push yourself off the ground. "You won't win."

"I think you underestimate what they have in mind... for you."

“I won’t join you,” you sneer.

“I never said anything about you joining… little bird.”

“You don’t get to call me that!”

“Why?” He feigns a hurt expression. “Is it because only your precious husband can call you that?”

You're taken back, eyes widening. “How do you-”

“It was obvious, everyone knows.” He clicks his tongue, "so much for keeping it a surprise."

A fit of laughter follows Sirius as he’s taken away to Azkaban to fulfill his sentence.

You groan and roll over in bed, upset with the sun for peeking through the clouds, disturbing your slumber.

Continue to: Part II

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