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Tracing Footsteps - Daryl Dixon

Part 1 in a new series of Daryl x oc one shots

Ashely crouched down in the dry dirt of the small vegetable patch the blistering heat on her back as she rooted out some of the bigger looking potato stalks tossing them into a pot she had taken from the green kitchen "What do you make of them?" she rolled her dark eyes again as Jackson, her boyfriend was leaning in the shade of an apple tree a few feet away staring down the newest arrivals of the green farm.

"I really don't know Jack, they seem capable enough" she sighed glancing up once at the giant RV rooted in the lawn with the older man Dale sitting atop it rifle in hand, she had to admit she did feel better with someone looking out for them and the group seemed friendly enough even in their short introductions but Hershals refusal to allow them to stay had planted doubt in her mind and now she felt torn.

Jackson squinted continuing his surveillance of the enemy, "Capable of what is the question"

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Daryl had not seen much of the farm or the people there since he arrived preferring to keep to himself and keeping looking for Sophia. He was still weary of the group of survivors having seen just how sheltered they had been from the end of the world, the farmer and his people he understood but the two outsiders had him raising a brow, two of the most spoilt soft looking kids he had ever seen, the kind that had never had a day job no mind to say done hard labour.

From what he understood the farm belonged to the rich girl's father and the greens worked it for them, the girl and her boyfriend stayed in the bigger house they had set up next to while the Greens stayed in the farm house further down near the barns.

The girl didn't seem so bad, soft as hell looking the kind to scream at the sight of a walker, but she dug into the chores and he had seen her helping Lori and Carol around. It was the boyfriend Jackson he bet would be the first to go as he spied him once again standing in the shade glaring over at the group.

Grabbing some reigns hanging from an overly fancy hook in the horse barn Daryl walked out into the paddock to round himself a ride seeing little rich girl in her pink frilly sundress standing by the fence bucket of oats in hand but choosing to ignore her and continue his pursuit heading toward a grazing black one before a soft voice interrupted his pace

Ashley continued to fill the trough as the redneck passed her reigns in hand, Lori had told her about Daryl that he kept to himself and not to take anything he said personally. "You might be better off with Daisy" Her eyes widened as he turned around after she spoke, the man was looking at her with the biggest scowl she'd seen in a while "Sorry its just Roads is very skittish" she quickly added with a nervous smile to ease the tension at her obviously unwanted input, receiving only a grunt of what she assumed was affirmation before he set off toward the brown mare.

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Ashley had been on a little into the woods looking for some nettles Hershal when Daisy flew past her scaring her out of her mind making her drop her bucket. The mare was notably riderless as she bolted for the safety of home leaving the girl to frown in confusion as she bent to scoop up her fallen pickings before stowing the bucket safely under a nearby bunch of brambles and setting off in the direction the spooked horse came from.

Daryl was halfway up the slope when he heard the distinct sounds of a human approaching too purposeful to be that of a walker he still held the slope tighter to wait for them to pass on "Hello?" he froze as the same gentle voice called out from the woods "Daryl" she called out louder again making as he heaved his injured side up the slope hearing her loud footsteps cracking every branch on the forest floor as she approached.

"Shut up woman" he called finally making it to the top only to see the same stupid pink dress as earlier wandering through the open woods, the girl jumped at the sudden sound before making her way over to the wounded man undeterred by the brashness "You tryn' to attracted every walker around" he mumbled scowling at the look of worry on the girls face as she crouched down next to him, flinching away as a soft hand reached out before quickly retreating. "What r' you doin' here anyway"

"Daisy came back a man down so I came to look for you" Daryl couldn't hold in the scoff as he pulled himself toward a nearby tree to heave himself up, this girl was something else, either crazy or just plain stupid, the dead are walking and she goes chasing after a man she doesn't know through the woods with not a weapon to speak of by the looks of it.

"Don't need any help" he grunted before the pain in his side took over and he quiet literally fell into the hand he had shied away. The girl huffed avoiding his injured side which had stained her dress crimson during the stumble as she wordlessly supported him as they began the slow trek back to the farm.

"My name is Ashley by the way, not woman"

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The Take Down ~ JJ Maybank

Sneak Peak

Description : Annoyed by the above it all attitudes of the islands young kooks JJ decides to take them down a peg starting with their prim proper and perfect princess.

JJ X OC, Rafe X OC

The four pouges were stood around the open engine of the HSM Pouge scratching their heads and sweating their asses off as the boat drifted lazily of the mooring, the sun beating down on their tired figures. The engine had given up on the way back from a day of fishing leaving them stranded on a far out mooring in the sweltering heat with now hot and smelly fish and warm beer as the only option to relinquish their thirst.

Snapping JJ threw the wrench back into the bilge running his blacked hands through his hair as yet more black oil poured from the battered engine, the rest of the pouges groaned in unison. “Guys its been over an hour can we please call a tow” Kiara sighed pulling out her battered phone only to be met with a black powerless screen “well that’s just great”

JJ wasn’t sure what he heard first the pounding bass of Marina and the Diamonds or the sound of a fast approaching engine, either way it didn’t take long for the merry band of barbie brats to come into view in the shining, sleek craft of Mina Reynolds.

Amber and Josie were laid out on the cream and white cushions up at the bow staring into their respective phones probably snapping Instagram photos both occasionally sipping frilly cocktails adorned with umbrellas and colorful straws, if those two didn't sum up the kook privilege.

Then their was the sickeningly prim Mina stood at the drivers seat perfect bleached hair blowing behind her as she navigated the water in the exorbitant craft, her thin tanned body scantily clad in this seasons latest string black bikini, her oval face covered mostly by obnoxiously by large black sunglasses, the kind that the evil step mother usually wore in a film, JJ couldn't help but scoff a rich trophy wife in the making if he ever say one.

As they passed all the pouges looking on with eyes averted but rolling in their sockets none the less, all in agreement grilling was better than dealing with the terrible threesome. JJ felt his blood boil even further as Mina looked over still continuing her path through the crystal waters.

“Jesus Christ, someone needs to take them down a peg”

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Corruption ◽ JJ Maybank ◽

Chapter 01

Summary - In which his best friends little sister patches him up

Limping through the back garden of a distinctly kook house was not something JJ Maybank was comfortable with, not unfamiliar, but still not comfortable. But after returning home to give John B a break to be on his own, JJ really needed a different place to stay and he decided to take his only kook friends offer.

His body felt like a bruised apple as he opened the sliding glass door to the Moriarty house, he knew the dads were away from what Miles had told them earlier so he thumped up the stairs with little care for the noise that echoed against the vast white walls, although he had been in the house a few times before it felt foreign, the clinical white walls and contrasting colors were far from any pouge house, this was enemy territory.

With his mind on the mission of getting to Miles’ room at the end of the hall JJ almost didn’t notice the shocked brunette with the baseball bat waiting for him at the top of the stairs “JJ?” Amelia questioned looking down the hall at the familiar messy blonde hair.

JJ’s head snapped up to meet his friends sister the fear in his eyes being quickly masked with a smirk which reopened the split on his lip as he took in the long lean figure of Amelia Moriarty “Sorry did princess just here to visit your brother” he assured his words overflowing with confidence, smirking as he quickly regraded her silky light pink pajamas and fluffy white slippers before he continued down the dark hallway on to his destination.

Kook princess through and through, Amelia Moriarty was always dressed like a doll, short summer dresses, flowing summer tops and high heeled sandals, never a hair out of place never a chip on her manicure. The two had never been that close, they had never hung out, only talking a few times in the company of her brother when they hung out at the house when her parents were away.

JJ had always looked a little to long at the girl much to her brothers chagrin but then again most boys on the island had dreamed about her at some point. The perfect pretty rich girl, Mia was usually stuck to one of her dad’s side or to her best friend Meredith salt another rich girl from figure 8 that was disgusted by the pogues and preferred to have a Instagram perfect life than a real one.

However despite the distance even Amelia could read this situation the boy in front of her was not here for a social visit. “Umm well he’s not actually here but your welcome to stay” she said trying to conceal her casually throwing the bat back in the room wincing at the loud noise as it clattered against the hard wood floor. “I’ll take your up on that offer” He nodded lowly, as he moved past the golden light that was emitting from her room, not fast enough however as the girl let out a gasp.

“Oh my good, JJ, what happened to your face” she squeaked the light falling on his reddened mark on his left eye that marred the tanned skin as well as the broken crimson split that adorned his lip, the boy froze up already formulating a response before the girl continued. “Those fucking assholes” she fumed gently laying a perfectly manicured hand on his shoulder to angle him to the light.

They weren’t the best of friends but in knowing the boy since she was 6 through his friendship with her brother she was well aware of his awful relationship with the other kooks in particular Rafe and Topper who frequently ranted about the boy at parties. JJ couldn’t have felt more relief as his tired brain couldn’t think of one of his usual excuses.

“Yeah Topper didn’t like me on this side” he played along with a grin before wincing at the ache that blossomed from his bruise cheek as the girl smiled sadly at him looking down in embarrassment. The soft skin of her palm still resting on his bicep providing a comforting break from the chill that had set into his skin on the walk over as the heat radiated through him. JJ couldn’t help himself as he flexed under her touch winking with his good eye “Don’t worry I gave it back to him”

Amelia hummed shuffling on her feet awkwardly as she quickly pulled her hand back to her "Amm here I’ll get the first aid kit, sit down, sit down" she ushered him in to the warmth of her room to sit on her bed. Now this was new territory he thought as he looked around the room that had up until now been a plain white door.

Amelia’s room carried on the plain white walls of the rest of the house but it was distinctly warmer, the floor was a warm pine and dotted with clothing, a white wicker hanging chair hung from a chain on the ceiling in the corner surrounded by a white lacy canape and warm yellow sting lights, a glass door opened onto a white tiled balcony with black metal rails, the bed was soft under his hands covered in a fluffy light grey blanket.

Amelia returned with a familiar red bag of bandages and creams in one hand and a cup of hot chocolate in the other “You looked cold” she smiled softly, more like your skin was like ice she thought as she handed him the hot beverage noticing the lack of bruises on his ring clad hands in mild surprise, he almost always got a punch in.

“So where’s your brother” he asked as Amelia knelled in front of his legs to genitally clean the scrape on his cheek, in any other situation JJ would have made a joke about the girl on her knees in front of him but he knew daddies little girl Amelia would probably not appreciate or understand for that matter the girl was so sheltered it was insane to see how Miles was basically left in the wild.

“Umm I think he’s out with a girl or something..” she trailed off softly a blush coating her cheeks noticing the boys proximity feeling the warmth from his bruised golden skin she pulled back.

Amelia was a lot of things but comforting was not one of them, an awkward air had fallen over the pair as JJ reflected on why he was here and Mia’s mind was going a million miles an hour trying to figure out what to say. In a situation like this she would have normally have quietly slipped away but there was no running from the battered blonde in front of her, not that the thought hadn’t crossed her mind but he was sitting in her house … on her bed.

She was aware this situation was not ideal as she cleaned up the bandages . “He’ll probably be back in the morning ” there was a pause as JJ nodded slowly going to stand, as the girl continued her thinking rising from her knees to watch the boy hobble away to his previous destination

“Want something stronger?” she questioned softly, immediately looking down missing the shock that crossed the boys dark features as he turned around. Was this heaven or was he dreaming ? whatever this is don’t take me from it, he thought as thanked the gods above.

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02 - Lightweight

Part 1

If you told JJ an hour ago that he would soon be drinking insanely overpriced, but hella smooth whiskey on a twenty six thousand dollar white couch, snacking on crisps and popcorn with one of the hottest girls in Outer Banks across from him .. he would have scoffed. Life was rarely this good to him and he was already having an exceptionally shitty day.

Watching the boy across from her she could tell he was deep in thought, probably wondering how to get out of this situation. She sipped carefully on the heavy crystal glass in her hand, wincing as the sharp taste rested on her tongue as warmth surrounded her tongue and rose to coat her cheeks with a red flush. Amelia rarely drank and when she did it was never this strong but a part of her liked the picture it portrayed.

"So what is the island princess doing at home all alone on a Friday night?" JJ inquired with a low smirk watching her ice blue eyes shift slightly to look down at her glass swirling the amber liquid around.

"Well, Mimi had a date so ..." she trailed off softly with a smile thinking of how excited her friend had been for her date and looking over her phone to check for any updates finding nothing but a few notifications on her Instagram.

JJ had to laugh at the girl she had every opportunity to have a different date every day of the week but the leash her parents had her on was so tight even when they were gone she stayed in unless her best friend, the equally spoiled but much more bratty Meredith Salt, was by her side.

"What bought you over to this side?, usually you try avoid all of it as much as possible" she questioned innocently, JJ's smirk faltered but only for a second, it was true JJ never liked making his way over to figure 8. The outrageously large houses and awful attitudes of the people that lived in them had never made it a place of good memories, the only times he came were to cause trouble or drop off groceries

"Well I originally wanted to score some weed from your brother, I think the company of a pretty girl will do instead" he deflected with a flirty smile his dark eyes shining.

Amelia nodded hoping her cheeks were not as red as they felt as the boy complimented her. "Sorry to disappoint" She was aware of her brothers little side business no matter how ignorant she pretended to be in front of her parents.

It always annoyed her how Miles seemed to get away with whatever he did, a talent she did not posses, Mia could not lie to save her life and even if her mouth was shut her dads could always see it written on her face. Shaking the thought out of her head she stood from the couch slowly, golden warm skin of her stomach peaking out as she stretched totally unaware of the trailing gaze of the buzzed blonde that sat on the couch as she turned to glance down, pulling a wool blanket around her shoulders "I cant pretend to know about the weed but I do know we have food"

JJ's grin almost split his lip as he pulled his bruised limbs up of the couch, never one to refuse free food "Sounds even better" he followed her into the pristine white kitchen he had entered through. He knew exactly where the weed was, a false bottomed trunk in her brothers room held the mother load but taking a seat JJ thought it couldn't help to get some food into him while it was there.

As the girl pulled out a few of the meals her dad had made for her for to eat on their weekend away, JJ's eyes widened as large island was quickly filled eiyh tupper ware containing rice, chicken skewers, salads and ribs were places in front of him "Wow you kooks live the life, I've been living of pizza and pasta"

Amelia's tongue loosened by the alcohol couldn't help but let a quiet "You couldn't tell" out as she glanced over his bare toned arms immediately realizing her mistake as the words tumbled out, turning to bury her burning face in the fridge pretending to look for something as she hoped she would just vanish in the moment.

The boy behind her huffing our a laugh as he shook his head, the usually polite and perfect princess he knew from around the island would never have let that slip but then she did have a few sips of amber liquor and Miles always did complain that she was boring and never partied. He could imagine her petite frame lent itself to a low tolerance "Aww princess I think that's the nicest thing anyone's ever said about me"

Smiling awkwardly as she emerged from the refreshing cold of the fridge with a bottle of water, she tipped back her head gulping the cold liquid down hoping to drown some of her embarrassment.

Thankfully the slam of the front door saved her from having to reply as a rumpled Miles emerged from the foyer his grin being replaced by furrowed brows as he looked between a beaten pouge mid way through stuffing his face to his flushed little sister who looked a little grossed out. Alarm bells would normally be ringing but he knew his sister was about as prude-y as they came and JJ despised the the kook label that the girl wore proudly.

"Miles that's gross" she scowled looking over the red bruising all over his neck, avoiding eye contact with the blonde who fist bumped her brother as he passed nodding in appreciation.

"So JJ what brings you to the dark side?" Miles drawled walking around to steal a stray chicken wing and resting a sweaty arm on Mia which she quickly shoved off, rolling her eyes and replying for the boy "Looking for some of the devils lettuce"

"Ahh well you know the way" He laughed stealing a tub of fried rice and moving up the stairs.

JJ lingered for a moment grabbing a tub of his own as he eyed the girl, Mia smiled moving to grab some painkillers from the counter where her father kept them and slid them across the island finally daring to make eye contact again."For the morning"

JJ warmed as the girl looked straight at him, there was a little pity in her crystal eyes but something else, something more ... "Thanks princess"

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Imagine scheming with Kol

Kol was staring at y/n again. She was a delightful monster with model looks and devastating charm, a perfect match, his cohort, partner and lover.

Y/n was short compared to the man beside her, her y/h/c shoulder length hair fell in pruned waves, her makeup done to perfection for the occasion and setting the standard elegance in the room.

Y/n walked over to the window and reflected on her picturesque surroundings. You had always loved noisy Sydney with its chaotic lifestyle. It was a place that allowed you to get lost, to explore and to do as you wished. Watched the figures in the distance, dancing, drinking with their guards completely down.

You smirked feeling eyes on you, glancing at your handsome companion "She's staring again" Kol shared a bored look glancing at the witch who blushed and looked down as he met her gaze "I think she has a crush" you mused fixing his shirt collar her hands skimming the tanned skin of his neck.

"Well that simply won't do will it love" he muttered lowly his posh accent shining through as clear as the sky that night "She is a rather pretty thing" he mused as you leaned against the wall, arms falling gracefully to your side and leg bending at the knee so your heel pressed against the wall for extra support "hardly powerful enough to warrant a use of our time, however"

"She could be useful" You pondered with a dark glint in you y/e/c eyes as Kols gaze traveled along the flesh exposed from the slit in you dress "don't rid of her just yet" Kol came closer, she could see the matching glint in his eye, that meant trouble. Kol gazed over the city laying a hand on her exposed lower back.

The city lights shone bright through the the darkness, tainting the pure navy velvet sky to a dull blue, the stars were nowhere to be seen chased off by the competition of the street lamps that shone below.

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Corruption ◽ JJ Maybank ◽

Chapter 01

Summary - In which his best friends little sister patches him up

With his mind on the mission of getting to Miles' room at the end of the hall JJ almost didn't notice the shocked brunette with the baseball bat waiting for him at the top of the stairs "JJ?" Amelia questioned looking down the hall at the familiar messy blonde hair.

JJ's head snapped up to meet his friends sister the fear in his eyes being quickly masked with a smirk which reopened the split on his lip as he took in the long lean figure of Amelia Moriarty "Sorry did princess just here to visit your brother" he assured his words overflowing with confidence, smirking as he quickly regraded her silky light pink pajamas and fluffy white slippers before he continued down the dark hallway on to his destination.

JJ had always looked a little to long at the girl much to her brothers chagrin but then again most boys on the island had dreamed about her at some point. The perfect pretty rich girl, Mia was usually stuck to one of her dad's side or to her best friend Meredith salt another rich girl from figure 8 that was disgusted by the pogues and preferred to have a Instagram perfect life than a real one.

However despite the distance even Amelia could read this situation the boy in front of her was not here for a social visit. "Umm well he's not actually here but your welcome to stay" she said trying to conceal her casually throwing the bat back in the room wincing at the loud noise as it clattered against the hard wood floor. "I'll take your up on that offer" He nodded lowly, as he moved past the golden light that was emitting from her room, not fast enough however as the girl let out a gasp.

"Oh my good, JJ, what happened to your face" she squeaked the light falling on his reddened mark on his left eye that marred the tanned skin as well as the broken crimson split that adorned his lip, the boy froze up already formulating a response before the girl continued. "Those fucking assholes" she fumed gently laying a perfectly manicured hand on his shoulder to angle him to the light.

They weren't the best of friends but in knowing the boy since she was 6 through his friendship with her brother she was well aware of his awful relationship with the other kooks in particular Rafe and Topper who frequently ranted about the boy at parties. JJ couldn't have felt more relief as his tired brain couldn't think of one of his usual excuses.

"Yeah Topper didn't like me on this side" he played along with a grin before wincing at the ache that blossomed from his bruise cheek as the girl smiled sadly at him looking down in embarrassment. The soft skin of her palm still resting on his bicep providing a comforting break from the chill that had set into his skin on the walk over as the heat radiated through him. JJ couldn't help himself as he flexed under her touch winking with his good eye "Don't worry I gave it back to him"

Amelia hummed shuffling on her feet awkwardly as she quickly pulled her hand back to her "Amm here I'll get the first aid kit, sit down, sit down" she ushered him in to the warmth of her room to sit on her bed. Now this was new territory he thought as he looked around the room that had up until now been a plain white door.

Amelia's room carried on the plain white walls of the rest of the house but it was distinctly warmer, the floor was a warm pine and dotted with clothing, a white wicker hanging chair hung from a chain on the ceiling in the corner surrounded by a white lacy canape and warm yellow sting lights, a glass door opened onto a white tiled balcony with black metal rails, the bed was soft under his hands covered in a fluffy light grey blanket.

Amelia returned with a familiar red bag of bandages and creams in one hand and a cup of hot chocolate in the other "You looked cold" she smiled softly, more like your skin was like ice she thought as she handed him the hot beverage noticing the lack of bruises on his ring clad hands in mild surprise, he almost always got a punch in.

"So where's your brother" he asked as Amelia knelled in front of his legs to genitally clean the scrape on his cheek, in any other situation JJ would have made a joke about the girl on her knees in front of him but he knew daddies little girl Amelia would probably not appreciate or understand for that matter the girl was so sheltered it was insane to see how Miles was basically left in the wild.

"Umm I think he's out with a girl or something.." she trailed off softly a blush coating her cheeks noticing the boys proximity feeling the warmth from his bruised golden skin she pulled back.

Amelia was a lot of things but comforting was not one of them, an awkward air had fallen over the pair as JJ reflected on why he was here and Mia's mind was going a million miles an hour trying to figure out what to say. In a situation like this she would have normally have quietly slipped away but there was no running from the battered blonde in front of her, not that the thought hadn't crossed her mind but he was sitting in her house ... on her bed.

She was aware this situation was not ideal as she cleaned up the bandages . "He'll probably be back in the morning " there was a pause as JJ nodded slowly going to stand, as the girl continued her thinking rising from her knees to watch the boy hobble away to his previous destination

"Want something stronger?" she questioned softly, immediately looking down missing the shock that crossed the boys dark features as he turned around. Was this heaven or was he dreaming ? whatever this is don't take me from it, he thought as thanked the gods above.

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* Masterlist *

FLUFF 💕

ANGST 💔

SMUT ❣

JJ Maybank

Series

Corruption *Ongoing

A spoilt kook princess and meets her brothers best friend the ruff and tumble pouge prince ..

Chapters

David Dobrik

Imagines

Messy 💕

Perfect Fit 💕

Oblivious 💕

Series

LA Actress *Discontinued

Jughead Jones

Imagines

Friends 💕

Pietro Maximoff

Imagines

Pets 💕

Bruce Wayne

Imagines

A Moment 💔

Tony Stark

Imagine

Love 💕

Kol Mikaelson

Imagine

Scheming

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Messy : David Dobrik :

Summary: Just some fluff about Jason and David talking about Y/N in the podcast

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“so before we start i would just like to say David you look awful” Jason laughed as he sat across from the boy who immediately gave a shocked look of offence.

It was true he was wrapped in one of y/n’s fluffy blankets, glasses lopsided framing his tired eyes, hair tousled and cheeks puffy. Jason still laughing continued “oh how the tables have turned, guys you dont see this but when y/n goes away filming David literally regresses so far into a video playing hermit, but how is she anyway?”

David rolled his eyes not bothering to deny it “Aww thank you, I’m not enjoying this already” Jason was still laughing at the lovesick boy “But yeah shes good, y/ns been away for the last two weeks filming a new Netflix series by the way”

“Its crazy, shes blowing up lately” Jason said smiling as David sat up while talking about her “Yeah she actually called the other day, it was Charlies birthday and she sent over load of cake and a card from you both, thanks by the way”

David laughed “Ohh yeahh that”

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Link to the trailer for book 2 of my Klaus Mikaelson x OC Story

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Out of love (Part 2)

(I’ve had to change certain aspects of the actual series to suit but... we move)

Not my Gif

Part 3 coming soon (If anybody actually wants a part three)

Summary - Guzmán has faced a lot over the past year, and you’d always been by his side through it all. It was a given. But there’s only so far that will stretch when he doesn’t reciprocate. How far will you go before you drain yourself of energy and give up on the one boy you’ve ever truly loved?

“(Y/n)?” The teacher calls out registration as every morning goes but it instantly switches from normality when your name isn’t met with a response.

If your name hadn’t already made Guzman’s heart sink, your absence certainly did. You never missed school, especially on important days like this. It was the open day for universities and he knew you’d always had high aspirations for your future. You wouldn’t want to miss the chance to network at something like that.

“She’s not here?” Guzmán mumbles to Ander, hoping for any sort of explanation from your brother.

“Of course not,” Ander rolls his eyes, turning away from Guzmán and facing the front of class.

Guzmán couldn’t even be mad at him for siding with you. He would do the same. He did do the same. He knew he was in the wrong. But his greatest fear was that he wouldn’t be given the chance to fix it. Tears pool in his eyes and he fights a losing battle to stop them from spilling.

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“You still haven’t spoken to him?” Omar frowns, leaning back against the kitchen counter as you sit on the countertop across from him.

“I don’t know what I’d say,” You brush your finger around the circle of the top of your coffee mug.

“Hasn’t he tried to call?” Omar persists, flinching when the toaster pings to say it is complete.

You scoff, “I turned my phone off.”

“(Y/n)!” Omar laughs, “You’re really done with him?”

The statement alone makes so much emotion build in your heart that you’re sure it’s above anything you can handle. The thought of being done with the boy you loved. How could that be? So soon? So abrupt? It didn’t feel right. But, if he didn’t feel the same about you, how could you ever not be done with him?

“Looks like we’re both having a shit time with relationships then,” Omar comments as he hands your breakfast over, “But, unlike me, you still have your education - so get ready for school and show those universities why they should have you.”

He’s right. Ending things with Guzmán, if that’s really what happened, should never be a reason for you to jeopardise your future. So, with a heavy heart and a swirling mind, you choose to take Omar’s suggestion.

- - - - - -

School doesn’t feel the same when you’re not walking through the corridors with Guzmán. When he’s not waiting for you by your locker or his gym bag isn’t crammed into yours because there was no room left in his locker. It feels physically and emotionally empty.

“Hey beautiful!” It’s Valerio that comes up and throws an arm around your shoulder, “No boyfriend today?”

“Go away, Valerio,” You roll your eyes, trying to pull his arm away.

Instead, he doesn’t budge, “Did you finally pluck up the courage to end things?”

You’re silent.

“Probably for the best, huh?” He scoffs, “You’ve deserved better than him for a long time.”

With that, you push him away with enough force that you even surprise yourself. You glare at him with a burning stare, “It’s none of your fucking business!”

He smirks and it makes you want to rip the look right off his face. There’s a crowd of people scattered around the corridor - eyes now on the sweetheart of the school in her evident demise.

“Can you just leave me alone?” When he doesn’t respond, you let out a sharper tone, “Please!”

“Hey, hey, hey...” Valerio begins but it doesn’t take long for him to be quickly cut off.

“She told you to go.”

The cold, harsh tone is only distinctive to Guzmán- there was nobody else that would say it like that. And, just as you’d guessed, he’s there. He steps in between the two of you and holds a hand towards Valerio’s chest until the boy finally gives up. Guzmán turns to you.

“You didn’t need to do that,” You say it quietly because it seems like both of you are broken enough already.

“I know, I just figured if I-“

“Thank you,” You smile lightly, “I should go.”

That was worse than if you’d have yelled in his face and told him to leave you alone just as you had done with Valerio. Instead, you’d just given him ten more reasons to love you even more. Ten more reasons that he seemed incapable of showing properly. His heart sinks as you’re walking away but it doesn’t look like you. Your shoulders have fallen and your steps seem like theyre taking all of your energy from you. No, he’d been the one to take that. Now you were just using up what was left.

You find yourself strolling around the different stalls set up around school, with no real focus on any of them in particular.

“(Y/n)!” It’s Lu that calls you over and you glance up.

She’d always wanted to be with Guzmán, since before the two of you were together and generally for a lot of the time that you were. It’s not that the two of you hated one another but how could you not carry a slight loathing towards her?

“So it seems like things with you and Guzmán aren’t great?” She pouts, treating this like another one of the times where the two of you were fed up of one another. It happened occasionally. Usually because he forgot to come over the night before, or you’d cancelled plans you’d made. It always lasted a day and then brushed away after the two of you couldn’t keep at it any longer.

“Yeah, I guess not,” You comment, your voice quieter and weaker than you’d hoped it would be.

“Hey, you okay?” That’s the thing about Lu - beyond that exterior, she had a heart of gold.

“Sorry, yeah,” You shake your head, “Just, um, a lot going on I guess.”

“Oh come on, its you and Guzmán,” She scoffs, “Somehow, and I don’t know how, that boy is obsessed with you.”

You find yourself looking over to where he stood, leaning against a wall away from everyone else. Obsession. Was that what it was? Did that ever really mean the same as love? Before you can say anything more, Lu is hurrying off to speak to Nadia - likely sending some smart remarks her way in response to their competition for the Columbia scholarship. A big part of you was trying to convince yourself that you should be doing the same, networking with different universities to grab at their best opportunities. But a small part of you didn’t really feel ready to leave Las Encinas, not like this. When you glance up to see Guzmán again, he’s already gone.

- - - - - -

“Hey, I’m not late am I?” You drop your bag as you finally find your Mum Ander and Omar in the hospital.

“No, we should be next,” Ander nods, evidently weaker in his form now as he sits in the same seat as he had done before every appointment.

“Okay,” You let out a breath, hugging your Mum before sitting on the other side of Omar, “You okay?”

Omar looks at you and forces a smile, “No.”

You smile back gently, “Yeah, that makes four of us.”

When you’re called in for the appointment, part of you feels so strongly sure that it would all be okay. That Ander would have already found the light at the end of this falling tunnel. He’d have a way of getting out of all of this and it could be thought of as history.

When the doctor says otherwise, it’s like your whole fake world comes crashing down around you.

“I’m sorry Ander,” The doctor sighs, “But please, rest assured that we will do everything we can to get you through this. And I have strong faith that you have the strength to do so.”

You can tell Anders not listening to a word of it anymore, and none of you are picking up on much. It makes you feel weak to the middle of your bones, like you’re wishing with every ounce of you that you could take his place. It should be me. It should be me. It should be-

“(Y/n)?” It’s Omar that breaks you from your thoughts and, somehow, all of you are out of that room now. You’d not even noticed that you’d moved.

The two of you look at each other and your gazes say enough words that no sound could muster as his arms wrap around you and you do the same for him. Like both of you are holding each other up. You stay like that until Ander joins you, and the three of you aren’t really sure who’s comforting whom anymore.

- - - - - -

It’s the next day when you hear Guzman’s voice downstairs. You hear him talk to Ander about everything and tell him he’ll always be there for him. In the end, you tune out of their conversation and put your earphones in - he’d be gone soon. But an undeniable lump forms in your throat when you hear him coming upstairs.

A text pings through from Ander on your phone - I tried to stop him :/ Sorry

Guzmán knocks softly on your open door and you have to fight with every morsel of you that’s telling you to not look up. He’s still in his school uniform and he has his bag still slung over his shoulder, gym bag held in the other hand.

“Hi,” He begins, waiting as you take out your earphones and sit up straight in bed.

“Hey,” You respond, pushing your laptop from your lap and folding down the screen slightly.

“I won’t stay if you don’t want me to. I just figured I’d come and see if you were okay.” He explains, looking more awkward than ever in a place he’d treated as a second home.

“Yeah, that’s fine,” You nod, running a hand through your messy hair, “Um, did I miss much at school?”

A smile dances on his lips, “Classic,” He chuckles, pulling down his bag and grabbing out some stuff, “I got all of the work you need, and you can copy my notes.”

“Thank you,” You force a smile, taking the books from him and brushing your thumb over the cover where you’d written his name.

He drops his bags down by the door and makes his way over, “Miss mentioned that you hadn’t got your name down for any universities, they could’ve just missed you but-“

“I didn’t write down for any.”

Guzmán frowns and takes a seat on the side of the bed, turning to face you, “What? Why? What happened to Oxford?”

You swallow the lump in your throat, “Things have changed since then.”

It’s like the realisation hits him ten seconds too late, “You were always going to go to Oxford with Marina.”

You cross your legs and look down at their fold to avoid his stare, “I know it seems silly, she’d hate me for even considering not going. But I’m not sure I see myself at any university anymore.”

“Seriously?” He chokes a little - was it because of him?

“I don’t know, I can’t even think about leaving with everything that’s going on,” You shake your head.

“Hey,” Guzmán shifts and his hand falls onto your leg as he squeezes gently, “I’m so sorry about Ander, but the doctor has said they-“

“I know what the doctor said, Guzmán,” It’s too harsh and you wish you could retract it instantly, “But they weren’t right when they said it would work originally.”

“They’re doing all they can,” He encourages, not phased by your irritation, “Ander doesn’t give up easily.”

“That was when he was chasing after Omar, not something like this,” Your bottom lip quivers but you still don’t release any tears. Part of you wishes that you would if it would stop all of the pressure that builds up.

“Here,” He sighs, wrapping an arm around you and pulling you into his chest. The positioning is awkward and everything feels so oddly uncomfortable but you find yourself melting into him like he’s there for all the right reasons. No. You couldn’t cave this quickly.

“You should go Guz,” You sniff, pulling away, “I’ll bring back your notes tomorrow.”

“(Y/n)...” The crease between his brows shows him trying to find all of the right words to say. Instead, he says none.

He picks up his bags and heads back out like he’d never been there.

- - - - - -

It takes a whole other 10 days of the same with you and Guzmán. You’d see him at appointments with Ander but never for too long and never with much conversation. You’d see him at school but always avoid him when you could. He’d bump into you in the corridor, give a light smile and continue about his day. And every piece of every day consisted of the two of you proving that you could live without each other. Or maybe just that you could live without him. Maybe he was handling it just fine. You still saw him with Samu, or saw him yelling about Polo, he still laughed with Ander or dismissed Lu’s advances - in every way, it felt like he was normal but just without you. And maybe that oddly confirmed everything you’d been feeling before. You’d truly managed to make this boy fall out of love with you.

“(Y/n), you look great but if you take any longer, you’ll be going alone,” Omar groans from the doorway as you’re still getting ready, “What else is there for you to do?”

“Find a way of avoiding Guzmán, perhaps,” You sigh, slipping on your shoes and adjusting to the new height, “Maybe I shouldn’t go.”

“Seriously?” Omar rolls his eyes, “We’re not doing this again. It’s a party, I wouldn’t even be surprised if Guzmán doesn’t show.”

As per usual, the party was at the club and you knew Guzmán well enough to know he wouldn’t resist going to something like that. No matter how much he tried.

“Okay, how do I look?”

“Oh my god I’m not saying it again, let’s go! I’m going to be late for my shift!” Omar drags your hand, pulling you out of the room so you couldn’t stress yourself anymore.

There was no reason for any of this partying tonight, no specific reason for you to all get together. Other than the fact that you all just wanted a night to escape.

And that’s exactly what you would do.

The club is already bustling as you say goodbye to Omar and head towards where the rest of the crowd were.Lu greets you quickly before hurrying off and Cayetana gives you a wave as you pass her. It felt like everybody was acting tonight. But when weren’t they at Las Encinas?

“(Y/n)!” Carla calls when she sees you, “How are you? How’s Ander?”

“He’s okay, treatment is underway again so we’ll see what the results are,” You nod, not replying to the first question.

“I’m sorry to hear about you and Guzmán. I always thought you two were meant to be,” She shrugs a little, “But you’ve deserved better than him for a long time.”

It shouldn’t annoy you in the way that it does. You’d ended things with him for that exact reason - he wasn’t good to you. But hearing someone else say it? It was like she’d offended you more than you’d like to admit. Because that wasn’t the case, right? You’d never deserved more than Guzmán. He’d been kind, caring, honest, funny, loyal, protective... all good traits packaged into one boy. Sure, that had changed towards the end of your relationship. But that was because circumstances changed. Everything in both of your worlds was pulling you in a hundred different directions and it meant that you fell out of touch.

“(Y/n)?” Carla waves a hand in front of you, “We should get you a drink!”

You agree to her encouragement and head to the bar with her, eyes trailing over everyone in hopes that you’d see the one boy that stood above the crowd.

And, just as you knew, he was there. You avoid his gaze and keep your eyes focused on Carla ahead of you. If you looked at him, you’d be too weak to look away.

Guzman’s eyes are fixated on you and only you. He watches every move like he’s trying to find out where in the world he went wrong. He had it all and his own arrogance and ignorance made him lose exactly that. It pains him, makes him feel sick to his stomach as he considers the thought of truly living without you. Up until now, he’d just been passing by in the weird grey zone where he knew you were still somewhat there. And he still hadn’t answered your question. When did he fall out of love with you? Fall out of love with everything? Did he ever?

He stays trailing his eyes on you for as long as he can from where he’s stood until it takes all of his strength to look away. His heart breaks just a little more.

- - - - - -

It’s only later into the night, maybe once the alcohol runs through you, that you decide to walk over. There was something that needed to be said.

“Guzmán,” You say it from behind him and half expect the music to drown you out.

But he turns around practically with fear in his eyes, “(Y/n).”

“I just wanted to say...” You stop yourself, taking in every bit of the appearance you adored, “Thank you for the other day at mine. You’ve been a good friend to Ander, and to me.”

“A friend?” He raises his brows, “Anders like my brother. And you know I’d never call you a friend.”

You take a deep breath, “I know that. I just wanted to say-“

“I get it,” His hand reaches up and rubs your arm gently, “It’s fine, I’m always here.”

You swallow the lump in your throat, “I’m going to go.”

You pull yourself together and go to turn away from him. You’d managed for two whole weeks to not kiss those lips, not plead with him to love you again, not break down and tell him you’d do everything to have him back - tonight wouldn’t be the night that it changes.

“(Y/n),” He stops you, standing close behind you as he speaks.

You don’t turn around. The sound of that word falling from his lips is enough to melt any barrier you’d built up hastily.

“I never stopped loving you. Not one part of me, my heart, my soul, ever stopped belonging to you. I just strayed too far from home and made it seem that way. And I know I went wrong,” He confesses it all but it feels so raw, “And you have every right to hate me for the way I treated you.”

You take in a shaky breath and your head starts to pound. This boy was about to make you cry.

“I never fell out of love with you,” He reiterates, “But I will spend every day from now until forever trying to prove to you why you shouldn’t fall out of love with me.”

Your shoulders drop and you feel like you could fall to the ground there and then. And tell him that was practically impossible. But you knew you couldn’t do that - to yourself or to him. He’d hurt you. And you needed to be one hundred percent sure that things would change before you went running back into those open arms.

Deep breath, shoulders back, let that one single tear fall - and walk away.

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Perfect Fit :David Dobrik:

Summary: David ponders on how easily you fit into it

David was watching Y/N again, sitting in his living room he watched as his girlfriend managed to perfectly fit into the chaos of his life. Laying on the couch he watched as she easily navigated the turbulent conversation with Jason and Trisha while skipping around the kitchen cooking at the same time.

He used to be nervous about his friends showing their full crazy around her, the sweet, calm and normal girl, he was scared the constant bickering, roudyness and general craziness would scare her off.

See for the first month of dating she was just his, she didn’t know his friends, never heard of his channel. It was like he found his own little space in her apartment, where he was normal, not famous just himself. She bought out a calmer side of him, a side he liked.

Y/N glanced his way with a smile and small wink as Trisha continued her story about her and Jason’s ruined Hawaii vacation. She looked perfect, clad in a blue clickbate hoodie, curly brown hair bouncing around her shoulders, small shorts showing of her tanned soft legs.

He looked around at his house, he had always loved the place surrounded by comfort but as Jason had said, it was a bachelor pad. Now small items dotted the surfaces, trinkets that meant the world to him, a small white orchid lived next to his bonsai tree, his previously bare kitchen now held a full wooden spice rack and the couch had 3 different fluffy blankets strewn over it.

He had worried for a while that she wouldn’t fit in, that maybe his friends would overpower her quiter personality. As much as he had truly believed she would be the one, he knew it would be doomed if they didn’t get on, his friends are his family.

Watching now as she sipped her tea, smiling and laughing as she listened to another crazy Trish story, the smell of her homemade apple cake wafting delishously through the house, he knew she was it for him.

The boy stood from the couch taking the blanket he was wrapped in as he plodded over to wrap himself around her resting his head on hers, she smiled brightly up at him as he placed a soft kiss on her hair.

He would marry her someday. Someday soon.

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L.A. Actress, Chapter 01

@miacara: So the rumours are true, LA here I come 🤟✈️ can't wait to steal Alex's bunny and maybe his girl too 🤷‍♀️ x

@ernst: haha just remember who's collecting you from the airport buddy

@emilyseawright: cuties, can't wait baby, bailey and I will have our bags packed —— @miacara: 😘💅🏻 —— @ernst: amm helloooooo @andyc: cuties can't wait for the reunion

@lindaos: ahh is this real life

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L.A. Actress : DAVID DOBRIK :

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When star actress Amelia Carlson moves to LA to be closer to her work and reunite with friend and co-star Alex Ernst she didn't expect to fall in love. But a relationship in the public eye is a lot different than one in private.

"David I know you, so I know what their saying isn't true ...but"

"Alex you know I love her, this is all insane"

"Is it?"

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Chapter 1: Moving day

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Oblivious

Summary: Fluffy, David and y/n being oblivious to each others feelings while their friends are placing bets around them

"I still can't believe that you two have been dancing around this for so long” Erin rolled her eyes as y/n joined her once again on the outside couch of the Dobrik house, slightly taken aback the girl just furrowed her brows in response “I saw that hair ruffle when you walked past David and yet you are still oblivious to the fact that that boy is hopelessly in love with you”

You were slightly taken aback by the sudden statement and coughed slightly on your sip of water. You both spent the morning filming with the boys and decided to take in the sun while ye waited for Carly to come back from the Starbucks run.

"Where on earth did you come up with that theory?" You laughed slightly as you wiped your mouth from any excess water that had been coughed out glancing inside to see a still oblivious Jason and David chatting inside on the cloud couch.

"It's not a theory. It's the obvious. It's amazing how you're the only one who can't see it, I mean hello I know you have glasses but damn? you still can't even see a basic school girl crush.” Erin continued laughing at her friends glowing face as she got up with her to get a towel to dry her damp top

“You don't even need the training to see that he likes you. Ask anyone." She told you leaning against the island, the both of you turned your heads and saw Corrina and Carly walking in the house 6 cups balancing in their hands

"Hey guys whats up?" Carly asked with a laugh tweaking a brow at the girl blotting her top cheeks still red.

Erin grabbed another cup "don't you guys agree that it is obvious on who likes Y/N." She drawled as if the topic was worn sipping on her sugar coffee

"Yeah David, duh?” Corrina smiled sitting down and taking the chocolate she bought out of her bag and offering the girls a piece while Carly gave the boys their drinks “Yeah even Alex knows that. And he was born like yesterday."

Y/N shook her head "C doesn't count." She stated, taking a seat next to her and stealing a square. "I so do count I-"

"You don't count because you're always the one playing the matchmaker." You interrupted her before she continued giggling at her pouty face, she was about to start again until she realized that the girl was right. "Y/N, I can go all day asking everyone in our group and ask them if they know about Davids massive..”

“Davids massive what?” the bright voice of the boy in question inquired laughing at his own joke and giving Corrina a pointed look to which she rolled her eyes.

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"Honestly those two are killing me” Erin huffed plopping down at the kitchen island where Jason was cooking steak, the older man laughing at the greeting and glancing over two the two in question happily playing snap on the living room floor. "The both of them are like the little babies of the group torturing me that they can't see that."

Jason smiled “5 bucks they boil over soon” he joked looking back to see a devious face from the red head.

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The entire week went by the same as nealry all of your friends had come up with some reason David likes you, all of these totally unproved speeches had you wondering, the answers where the same or very similar to each others making you think maybe this was some sort of plot. They all agree that David likes you but you still refuse to believe it.

Speaking of the devil, you haven't seen him for the last two days due to the heavy filming he was doing for his vlogs all day. His absence didn't bother you at all of course, why would it, you were just as busy. But ... still something seemed a little off since he walked into you girls conversation the other day so you decided to ask him if he wanted you to pick up dinner before you swung by his place to edit.

After chatting and eating your dinners you fell into your normal routine of David editing his vlog and you working on your laptop, Natalie had retired earlier with a headache and at around 1:45 you were dozing off into the soft white cushions to the light tapping of keys

You had awaken and it was late at night around 4 to the sound of rapping on the door that made you jump, David must have been dozing to as he rubbed his eyes with a confused slightly pissed look.

“Its okay, I got it” you said shaking off your limbs fully expecting to see some teenage fans eagerly awaiting David at the door, to your surprise a middle aged man stood there with 2 pallets of water in his arms smiling as you cracked open the door

“Water for David” he remarked dropping the water at the tired girls feet and heading off out of the gate happily.

“You ordered water?” She questioned picking up the pallets and putting them inside the door as the boy trudged toward her pulling at the sleeves of his hoody.

He nodded with a tired smile “Gotta stay hydrated, I went through like 12 bottles yesterday” he remarked proudly receiving a giggle from the sleepy girl as she headed for the kitchen to get a snack the boy trailing behind. You turned around offering some toast and couldn't help but smile at the sleepy man in front of you. He looked so cute, his hair was everywhere, his eyes were half closed, his body was slightly slumped over (but still taller than you by more than a few inches), his hoody and shorts were clinging to his body.

You pulled down your shorts and shirt so you were covered more from the invading chill. You wrapped your arms around you as a slight breeze brushed you raising goosebumps on your arms. You turned around to see David had moved closer, holding our a blanket which you wrapped around your shoulders smiling slightly confused at his intense look.

The dim light in the kitchen made his eyes shine out more as he turned his head to the your left. "Why don't you believe the others?" He asked you, his eyebrow pulling together as he looked down to his feet. He set his hands on the counter behind him looking shy all of a sudden unlike his usual joking happy self.

"Believe them?" You asked, with a smile hoping to ease some of the tension that has invaded the room along with the question also hoping he couldn't hear your pounding heart beat or internal cursing of your friends, you knew they were up to something and they had obviously spilled your secret.

"Why is it so hard to believe that I like you?” he mumbled eyes still cast downward, your hear every word though your stomach tightening “I kinda thought it was obvious”

You looked at him blinking a few times before making one of the bravest moves of your life without even processing what you were thinking, you gently lifted his chin with your hand and closed the space between ye’re lips, softly pressing them together. David stilled for a second against you before smiling into the kiss and placing his arms around you. You pulled back first to catch your breath snuggling your glowing face into his warmth, your heart slowing down as yor relaxed there.

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