#louis partridge fanfic

[perfectlywrongformend3s]

Millie’s Co-worker-Louis Partridge

A/n: I'm back to writing for Louis. It's so hard to think of things to write about him. If any of you have any suggestions feel free to let me know!

-Samantha

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Your POV

I was finishing putting my shoes on when I heard a ding coming from my phone. When I looked at my phone, I saw that Millie texted me.

' Hey! I'm outside.'

I texted her back that I was coming down. Once I grabbed my mini backpack with all the things I'm going to need to visit Millie on set.

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Millie and I finally arrived on set and I was getting kind of nervous. I don't know why, but I think Millie could tell cause she grabbed my hand and said...

" Y/n, everybody is going to love you. Remember when I took you with me to the set of Stranger Things."

I smiled and nodded. She then continued...

" They loved you and kept telling me to bring you back so I already have a great feeling that my cast mates are going to love you, especially Louis."

I gave her a weird look.

" Why did you say that, especially Louis?"

She shrugged. " Just have a gut feeling."

I nodded and then took one more deep breath before we both got out of the car. I immediately grabbed Millie's hand again to calm my nerves, which made her laugh.

" Y/n/n! You're going to be okay. I promise you."

I nodded and gave her hand a gentle squeeze before letting it go.

Millie's POV

I was pulling Y/n/n around the set showing her the sets that we were filming in today. While I was showing her the hotel room Louis popped up and scared us both. We both let out a scream and I felt Y/n tug my hand behind me. Which would have made me laugh, but I was trying to calm my breathing.

" Louis! Don't do that!" I yelled

All he did was let out a chuckle. " I'm sorry Millie and Millie's friend."

I tried to hide my eye roll when I saw Louis look Y/n up and down. I just slapped his arm and said...

" Louis, don't be a perv. You're going to scare her."

I heard both of them let out a laugh. I then introduced them.

" Louis this is Y/n and Y/n this is Louis."

They both gave each other a friendly smile.

Louis's POV

I watched both of them walk around the set, but my eyes were just on Y/n. Something about her was making me feel things. I never believed in love at first sight, but I think I just experienced it. The thought of it is making me blush. I was trying to get my face back to normal when I heard Millie laughing. I turned around so fast to see them coming back where I was still standing.

" Louis, why is your face red?" Y/n said innocently

I looked down and stayed really quiet. I heard Millie whisper to Y/n. I rolled my eyes and said...

" Millie, it's not nice to whisper."

They just laughed together while walking to the makeup trailer.

Your POV

While we were walking to the make up trailer Millie said...

" I think Louis fell in love with you."

I lifted my eyebrows and denied it. " No, I don't believe you."

" Believe whatever you want. I still think he fell in love with you."

I smiled thinking about Louis falling in love with me.

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When we were down at the makeup trailer Millie let me stay in her trailer while she was working on set. I honestly started to get bored so I went on tik tok. I was watching videos on my for you page when I got an edit of Louis and it made me smile.

Louis's POV

I asked Mille where Y/n was and she told me that she was in her trailer. I nodded and started walking in that direction when Millie shouted...

" Going to your crush! Ask her out when you're their Louis!"

I turned around to give her a glare before continuing to make my way to the trailers.

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I knocked, but I didn't hear anything so I quietly opened the door to find her distracted. I tried not to laugh at what she was watching. I then walked up to her and said...

" Ooh! Looks like you have a crush on one good looking guy."

She let out a little scream and threw her phone. I chuckled and said...

" So who was that guy you were stalking?"

All she did was cover her face. I smiled and said...

" Y/n/n, it's all right I was just messing with you."

She let out a groan before telling me...

" You were not supposed to see that. God this is so embarrassing."

I just smiled at her and gently sat next to her.

Your POV

I could feel the couch dip, but I still kept my hands on my face. I was so embarrassed that he caught me watching edits of him.

" Y/n, look at me please." he said

I let out a quiet sigh and looked over at him. I saw him smile when he noticed that I listened to him.

" I just want you to know that I may have gotten a crush on you too, so you're not alone if you actually like me."

I could tell by his tone that he was super nervous to tell me that. I gave him a smile. " Really?" I asked shocked

He nodded his head. He then grabbed both of my hands and asked...

" Will you go on a date with me tonight?"

I smiled and said,  " Yes."

Time Jump

I was in my apartment with Millie freaking out about my date with Louis.

" It's not that bad Y/n/n." she said through her laughter

I groaned, " Millie, it's not funny."

She tried to consume her laughter for me, but then her face was getting red. I rolled my eyes and tried to pick out something to wear.

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I was trying to finish my hair when there was a knock on the door. I panicked and before I could grab it Millie said...

" Don't worry babe, I got it."

I mentally thanked her in my head.

Louis's POV

I was nervously standing at her door waiting for it to open. I was about to give myself a pep talk, but I saw Millie in the doorway. She had a teasing smile.

" Well hello Louis. Please come in."

I walked in, but felt Millie grab my wrist before I could walk any further.

" You do anything to hurt my best friend, I will be at your door ready to murder you." She then put on an innocent face and shouted...

" Y/n/n! Your date is here!"

"Millie!" We heard her scream

Both of us let out a laugh. I then heard footsteps coming our way, so when I looked up to find her I was shocked at how beautiful she is.

"Hey"  She whispered

I smiled and greeted her with...

" Hi, you look stunning."

She blushed and thanked me. We then headed to the door when Millie said,  " Don't have too much fun."

We both were a blushing mess.

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I was listening to her talk about a story that happened to her when all of a sudden stopped and looked confused.

" Um, what's wrong?" She questioned

Then it was my turn to get confused. " What do you mean?"

She let out a little giggle. " You're just looking at me funny."

I gave her a look. " I'm not looking at you. I'm just admiring you."

She blushed. " You're adorable when you blush." I teased

She laughed and covered her face. " Louis, stop!"

I let out a chuckle. " Why? You're stunning, and I'm not lying."

She smiled and grabbed my hand. " We'll thank you."

9 months later

Your POV

I was in the passenger seat of Louis's car. My hair was down, the windows were open and his hand was resting on my leg. I smiled at how my life ended up. We stopped at a red light and I felt him turn my face. He smiled at me before giving me a sweet yet short kiss and then continued driving to who knows where. Just as long as it has us both together forever.

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I hope this isn't cringy, I really didn't know how to end it, but I think the ending worked out really well. I am going to try to get requests done this week. Also if any of you guys want to request Louis or anything else, feel free.

I know I haven't been writing much these months, but I really don't have an excuse. I think I lost a little motivation, but since I watched some shows that are new to me, but not new to the world. It has helped me with my imagination. Also I kind of turned into a book nerd because I have been reading non stop.  

All right I hope you guys like this one.

-Samantha

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[marjorie189]

tourist, tour guide, flights & lives (a louis partridge imagine)

hello everyone! 

in regards to Enola Holmes 2 coming out this month, here's a special imagine for everyone! 

this was requested by @hoelesslyt​! So thank you! I hope the wait was worth it haha! 

Request:

Y/N and Louis’s dating life is private to the world. Louis visits Y/N in America and they both head out to UK for the set of Enola Holmes. Louis goes live on instagram while Y/N is behind the camera. The fans start to get curious as to who Louis keeps on glancing at. He wasn’t being really discreet.

if anyone would like to request, go right ahead! 

word count: 6760

here we go! 

imagine:  

“Come on babe!” I say taking in Louis’s hand.

He shakes his head as I lead him to another artifact in town. He holds a smile he couldn’t resist.

“Gosh, I don’t even know who the tourist is,” He teases.

I stop in my tracks and turn around to face him.

“Well you but I just want to make sure you’re getting the full experience,” I smile at him sheepishly.

He looks down at me with an amused smile on his face.

“What?” I question feeling my cheeks warming up from his gaze.

“Nothing, it’s just you’re so sweet,” He compliments, leaning down to kiss me.

He softly presses his lips on mine before parting away.

“It just feels like I’ve seen every inch of the city,” He continues with a chuckle, his eyes not leaving mine.

I frown at him, my face saddening.

“I’m sorry,” I say softly, sticking my bottom lip out.

“What? No, not like that,” His eyes soften, reaching for my hands. “I find it cute how you want to show me around.”

My heart fills with relief. I don’t want to be overbearing.

“Oh god! I thought I was being a bit much. You got me worried, there, for a bit!” I say slightly shoving his shoulder.

He shakes his head and lets out a laugh.

“No!” He says, placing his arm over my shoulder, pulling me into a side hug. My head resting against his chest as he leans down placing a kiss on my temple.

I smile and face down to hide my blush.

Louis and I have known each other for a while now but the relationship is fresh. We started dating a couple months ago. The distance is difficult so every moment we get together is as if we’ve just met all over again. The same puppy, young love.

He just came from London to America, to come and visit.

“I’m so glad you came,” I whisper into his chest, turning my body to fully embrace him in a bear hug.

“Aww,” He chuckles sweetly, holding me in a tight embrace.

I rest my head on his shoulder, only managing by tippy toeing. The sides of our faces are skin to skin.

He gave me a tight squeeze before we let go of our hug. The only thing holding us together was our now held hands.

We walked side by side, slowly, with no destination.

“Of course I came. I missed my girlfriend!” He exclaimed as if I was crazy. Gosh I’ll never get over his British accent.

A growning smile formed on my face. Louis’s eyes sparkling at the sight of his girlfriend smiling adorably.

“Why are you smiling like that?” He asks with an arrogant smile and raised brow, surprising me with a peck. He was so sure of himself.

My lips leave his. “It’s just when you call me your girlfriend in that British accent…” I trail with a groan, licking my lips.

He chuckles, quite entertained.

“Perks of having an American girlfriend. I just speak and she’s falling at my feet,” He cockily states.

I gasp. “I’m not that into you!” I say sending him a punch.

“I can take all the punches in the world. You know I’m right,” He claims.

I roll my eyes.

“Not at all!” I sassily respond.

He chuckles, shaking his head.

I cease our walking as I take my phone out to order an uber.

“Where are you taking me that requires an uber?” Louis questions, laying his head on my shoulder.

“Well we just looked around The Bean and now we’re heading to Navy Pier,” I inform.

“Can’t we just walk to the pier?” Louis asked adorably with his eyebrows furrowed.

“Unless you’d like to walk about half an hour, then sure,” I smile at him.

He playfully rolls his eyes at me, taking his chin off my shoulder.

“Alright, I guess,” He says, letting out a defeated groan followed by my chuckle.

“Remember you’re the tourist, so you listen to me,” I jokingly say.

“Okay, tour guide,” He says mockingly.

I scrunch my face at him in response.

“I do gotta say, I got a pretty cute tour guide,” He teases as his arms manage to make contact with my waist, making me squirm.

He lets out small laughter, realizing the impact his touch has on my sensitive waist.

“Stop, you’re getting me all tickly,” I manage to let out with a blush.

He had to admit he loved the sight, proceeding with squeezing her tightly.

I giggle against his hold.

“Let’s go…” I trail as I get summoningly close to him. “The uber is here,'' I smile cheekily against his lips.

He loved the way she knew how to send him into abyss. The way she innocently yet seductively sent vibrations against his lips as she spoke to him.

“Oh. Mhm.” Louis says coming back to reality. He could get lost in the thought of her forever. She so innocently got him flustered.

“Fuck!” He murmured to himself.

“What?” I questioned concernedly.

He stopped her before she entered the uber.

“It’s just the way you got so close to me, telling me that our uber is here…” He trailed in whispers, getting closer by the second. “I just couldn’t resist,” He plummets. His fingers pulling a strand of hair behind my ear.

It took me a couple seconds to compose myself before I spoke up.

“Well behave yourself! We’re getting on an uber!” I act, as if what he didn’t just do drove me insane.

“Well, aren't Americans known for doing foul things?” He continued his antics. Implying for us to do not so heavenly things in the back seat.

“Well you’re not an American,” I boasted.

“But, you are.” He smirked.

I rolled my eyes at him and got in the uber as he followed behind with a foolish smile.

As we got accustomed to the ride, I placed my lips near his ear.

“You’re insane but I love you. Maybe next time,” I teased jokingly.

The car ride was short, it was only a couple minutes.

“You’re here kiddos! Have a fun time,” The driver converses as he comes to a halt.

“Thank you. We will!” Louis and I say as we step out.

“This is beautiful!” Louis says as he captures the beautiful lake.

I nod with a smile.

“This is a perfect opportunity to say something romantic. So, not as much as you,” I smile cheekily.

He forms a smile followed by a blush not expecting the compliment.

I giggle at the way he takes it.

“Well come on,” I say, taking him towards the attractions. “There’s so much to do!”

“What is this huge line for?” Louis asks with a bit of impatience trailing along the words as we stand at the end of the line.

“For that big thing!” I smile pointing up at the sky.

“Okay fine,” Louis complies once he sees the ferris wheel. “It’ll be cute,” He smiles adorably.

I nod.  

“Plus I have you as entertainment while we wait,” I boast going in for a kiss.

He mumbles in agreement as we do.

He retrieves from the kiss as his eyes trail behind me.

“OH, but only if we go on that afterwards!” Louis excitedly says pointing at the boat zooming by the pier.

I chuckle at him.

“We can do anything you want,” I say looking back at Louis as the huge speed boat goes into the distance.

“Anyhing?” He smirked.

I smile, trying to hide it and failing miserably, letting out laughter.

I shove him, telling him to stop.

He hummed in amusement just staring at me with his annoying smile.

“You’re such an idiot,” I say, shaking my head.

“Well that’s why you’re smiling right?” He teases.

I don’t respond verbally but with a shake of my head.

He lets out a chuckle.

We soon end up at the front of the line awaiting our turn.

“Just you two?” The worker asked.

“Yes sir,” Louis responds.

We enter the enclosed cubicle and take our seats as the door closes behind us on its own.

We go up a couple feet as another group takes their seat in the following cubicle.

I sit across from Louis. His face is practically pressed against the window of the cubicle. The ferris wheel slowly going up.

I smile at the sight of him. He’s the most precious human being.

He faces me now and leans back against his seat.

Goshh he’s so hot!

His dark eyes not leaving me, trailing every inch of my face.

I was about to speak up but he beat me to it.

“You’re so beautiful,” He sighs.

I smile widely.

“Come here,” He says softly, causing butterflies to erupt in my stomach.

He pats the seat beside him. I happily stand up from my seat across from him and take my new one.

I get comfortable as I sit beside him. He wraps his arm around my shoulders and I lay my head on his, looking out at the view.

“I love you,” I blurt out.

He pulls his head back to look at me

“Really?” He says brightly, caught by surprise.

“Mhm,” I say looking up at him.

I didn’t expect him to say it back. It was the first time one of us had said the L word to one another.

It was truly how I felt at this exact moment. Him and I closely put together. His arm wrapped around me as I lay comfortably on him. It was perfect. We were alone in this enclosed place, having our own private moment. On top of the world.

It was a pure moment.

The words simply slipped out of my lips.

He just looked at me, almost in admiration.

“Just being in this moment made me realize it. I love you,” I explain.

His smile widens from ear to ear.

“I love you too,” He says above a whisper, slowly moving closer to my face.

His thumb caressing my cheek, his eyes focusing on his hands against my face, slowly making eye contact with me.

“I love you,” He restates softly, leaning in to kiss me. I smile and let my eyes shut as our lips meet.

“The thought has been pondering in my mind for a while now. It’s all I’ve been thinking about the past weeks,” He says as our lips depart.

“Aww,” I pout. “Why didn’t you say anything sooner?”

He shrugs.

“I didn’t want to freak you out. I was just thinking ‘what if she doesn’t feel the same’ and I didn’t want you to feel pressured to say it back,” He confessed.

“You’re so sweet. Thanks,” I smile, leaning back to peck his lips.

He chuckles after my lips leave his. He turns slightly to place a kiss on my cheek and ends it with one quick kiss on the lips.

“If it was possible to kiss you all day, I would take it,” I smile.

“Who said it wasn’t possible?” Louis taunts looking viciously into my eyes, leaning against me. Causing me to fall against the empty seats.

Louis hovers over my laid body, face to face.

I giggle as he starts to place wet kisses all over my face.

My face is all wet from his adorableness.

“Louiis!” I laugh out.

I place my hands on his head but he continues to trail his lips against my face’s skin.

His wet plump lips travel along my cheeks, jaw, chin, and nose.  

He then smashes his lips on mine ending his little banter.  

“What was that for?” I ask with a giggle, holding his face in my hands, as we stare into each other’s eyes.

“I just love you,” He smiles charmingly.

He slowly dives deep into my neck, softly sucking at my skin.

I let out a small moan as I closed my eyes.

“Louis,” I say, stopping him before things lead into another.

“I know, I know,” He smiles. “I just can’t help but kissing my girlfriend,”

I let out a small chuckle.

I gently get up as so does Louis.

We look out the window and realize we’re at the top, getting a 360° angle of Chicago.

As I looked out, I felt mesmerized by the beauty of the water.

“You know, looking out and seeing all these people and this city. Nothing compares to you,” Louis lets out.

I can’t help but let out a blush.

“What?” I question, furrowing my brows.

I look back at him and he stays silent.

“What’s up with you, giving me all these compliments?” I smile fondly.

“Nothing. It’s just you’re beautiful and might I add great,” He says.

“Why thank you,” I say, smiling like an idiot.

We continue the ride as we talk about sweet nothingness with the great view of Chicago.

Both of our laughter filled the enclosed compartment of the ferris wheel we’re taking place in.

We slowly come back down, in reality and metaphorically.

“Back to life now,” Louis remarks as he holds his hand out to me, before I proceed to exit off the ride.

“Unfortunately,” I giggle. “Kinda wish we’d stay up there forever,”

He hums in agreement.

“But we still have each other, don’t we?” He rhetorically asks.

“Always!” I smile widely and we both look at eachother sweetly.

Louis and I decide to get some snacks before we get in line for the speedboat ride.

A family was selling fresh fruit and it looked delicious.

“Do you want to share a big tub?” Louis asked.

I nodded as I went to grab a cold water from the family’s cooler.

“May we please get this fruit and the bottle of water?” Louis politely asked, as he pointed at the large tub of fruit.

The lady who I assumed is the mother nodded and we handed her some cash.

“Thank you, ma’am.” Louis says as he retrieves the fruit from her hands.

I smile at them in return and we head to the concession stand that is selling the tickets for the ride.

We opened the tub and we both picked a slice of fruit with our forks.

Louis picked a mango slice and I got a piece of watermelon.

“This is so yummy!” Louis say with a mouthful.

I chuckled as I swallowed my fruit.

“It really is!” I say delightedly.

The line moved rather quickly.

“Can we get two tickets please?” Louis asked.

The worker nodded.  “It’ll be $86.00,”

The worker handed us the tickets in return for the money.

“Thank you for wanting to ride with the SeaDog Extreme. The boat should come on board in about 20 minutes,” They informed us.

Louis and I walked away from the concession stand.

“That’s insane! About $100 for this boat ride? Not to mention it looks kind of scary,” I blurt out.

Louis let out a laugh and starts reading off the sign.  

“With exhilarating high speeds and full 360° spins, this jet-propelled ride blasts off to start and splashes down to stop. Experience full throttle slalom runs, sharp twists and turns, and feel the raw power and excitement of Seadog Extreme's two 1400 HP engines.” Louis states.

“That sounds terrifying.” I say and look towards the water to catch sight of the boat we’re going to board.

“Do you see it? It’s right there?” Louis says to me, pointing towards the distance.

I follow the direction in which his finger is pointing and catch sight of it.

The bright red boat filled with countless people, water splashing everywhere as it zooms by.

“Wonder how these supposed turns will work out? With that speed and a sharp turn, we’re all gone,” Louis curiously asks. “Too bad there’s a no refunds rule.”

“As if you’d get a refund,” I scoff with an eye roll, letting out a laugh.

“It’s kind of scary. I’d want to ride against the railing but what if you can fall off?” I say worridley.

Louis lets out a chuckle.

“It’s not funny!” I exclaim pushing him.

“I know! I know!” He says with his arms up. “But it’s still kind of funny,”

I roll my eyes.

“It’s okayyy!” He trails softly, as he makes it behind me, cuddling on my shoulder. “I’ll protect you,”

He plants a kiss against my neck.

I nod.  

“Okay.”

He stays wrapped behind me, as we both look out, waiting for the boat ride.

‘YOU WILL GET WET!’ reads the sign.

The boat ride came back to the docks and everyone riding it was drenched.

I groaned, leaning back against Louis.

He chuckles at my reaction, holding my now laid body on him.

“Come on,” He says, taking a hold of my hand.  

We hand our tickets and board the huge red boat.

“We should’ve been prepared,” Louis says as he looks around at everyone with puffy jackets that’ll keep them dry.

I let out a small groan, ending with both of our laughter.

To say the least, it was as if Louis and I had hopped in the shower with our clothes on.

Thanks to Louis wanting to stand right beside the railing of the side on the boat, right at the edge.

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“Ladies and gentlemen, please be seated. Our flight is ready for departure. We are now leaving Illinois,” The pilot proclaims from the speaker, circulating all around the plane.

Louis boops his head towards the window, lightly saying “Bye America.” to himself.

I smile at him, he’s so cute.

Louis and I are currently on our way to the UK. We spent a few days in Chicago and now we’re on a plane to the England so that Louis can start filming for Enola Holmes 2.

We have our own little private section in first class. We have two convertible seats, a small-to-regular-sized tv, and walls/doors to close us off from the rest of the plane.

Both of our reclining seats turned into an average sized bed, when it was sent all the way back. But we had them as the default plane seating, as we just boarded the plane.

Louis was spreading his legs all around, closing his legs, opening them again. I looked up at him, he seemed pretty interested in playing with his legs.

“You okay?” I ask, letting out a laugh, curious as to what his thoughts were.

He looked up at me, in realization of what my point of view must have been, joining my laughter.

With a smile he began to explain.

“I'm just dangling my legs around because of all this space!” He says relieved. “Planes are never fun for me, I always end up feeling squished or tightened up,” He says, shuddering in the thought of his past experiences.

“Wow the downfall of being tall!” I proclaimed. “That’s what I’m going to use when you’re being cocky about your height,” I teased.

Louis was very cocky about his height.

He always made sure I never forgot how tall he was, as if I would.

In any occurrence where he felt he needed to add how tall he was, he would.

He always likes to show off that he could swiftly grab items from high shelves and say something cheesy like, “Show your tall boyfriend your appreciation with a kiss.” in exchange for the item.

Or he’s always like to comment on how “short” I was compared to him.

He’d made up any excuse to speak about his height.

“Ohh, shove off!” He said with an eyeroll.

“You’re just upset because for once there’s a con about how tall you are!” I replied sassily.

“You know girls would die to have a tall boyfriend like me,” He says proudly, turning away from me.

I shook my head with a chuckle.

After a couple seconds of him silently ignoring me, he turns to face me and speaks.

“Stop being annoying and play with my hair,” He sarcastically says, almost pouting his lips.

In an instant I folded.

“Okay,” I say with a wide grin.

We both reclined our seats back, transforming them into a bed. We placed the pillows on the top of the soft mattress and laid back.

Louis took out a soft blanket we packed from his carryon, and spread it over our bodies. The air vents throwing fresh air at our covered bodies.  

I was laying on my side and Louis inched his face into my neck, snuggling.

“These next nine hours are going to be the best!” He mumbles into my sensitive neck.

I scrunch my face at the tickly sensation. He laughs noticing my expression.

“You’re so cute,” He raspily says, pressing soft kisses on my neck.

I trail my fingers through his fluffy hair. It was one of my favorite things about him, his amazing hair. It was so soft and messy. I could play with it forever. Louis loved it.

“We should turn a movie on,” He says, slightly lifting from his embrace to touch the tv. The crook of my neck feeling empty without him.

“What do you want to watch, baby?” He sweetly asks.

“Whatever you’d like,” I reply, I’d be too busy playing with his hair or gazing at the freckles on his cheeks, anyways.

“I can choose the next one,” He kindly says, inferring for me to choose one.

I pay closer attention to the screen and notce The Notebook is now available on Netflix.

“The Notebook!” I say softly, wanting him to come back into my embrace.

He clicks on it without hesitation, laying back into my chest, as I now lay on my back.

My hand roams into his hair again, scratching at his skin.

He lets out a little grunt.

“God, I love it when you play with my hair,” He says, tightening his embrace on my waist.

I let out a giggle as I smile widely.

“You’re blushing,” He mumbles, all cuddly, catching glimpses of my rosy filled face.

“Well it’s all because of you!” I exclaim, feeling warmer.

He presses sweet kisses on my cheek, as I twist strands of his hair within my fingers.

The orange-filled opening scene of The Notebook appeared on the screen. I admired the flocks of birds flying over the horizon of the creek, in perfect view of the great white house.

“I love the cinematography of this film,” Louis says admiringly, cherishing the film.

“Yeah, it’s a pretty great film. The scripting and dialouge is immaculate. I love it!” I express.

He was tentatively watching, throughout the duration of the film.

He really is the sweetest boy, in the entire world and universe.

“Why do I just feel you smiling at me?” Louis asks with a smile himself, keeping his eyes on the film.

“You’re just so sweet and caring. I’ve never met anyone so kind and loving like you. I’m just glad I have you,” I reply.

“And I’m glad I have you,” He says leaning over me, with a toothy smile.

His gaze warms up my cheeks.

He cups my cheeks and presses his lips against mine, completely taking over my world.

“I’m glad you’re going to be staying with me for the duration of the film,” He whispers into my lips.

A smile sweeps my face. “I’m glad I will be too!” I say as I pull him into my lips, arms wrapped around his neck.

He chuckles as our lips collide.

We continued watching movies and cuddling for the rest of the plane ride. In the last hour of the flight we decided to order some food.

We were currently sitting in our seats, no longer laying down.

“Gosh, I’m starving!” Louis groans.

“You’re such a baby. Your food is almost coming,” I say, playfully rolling my eyes.

“Well I’m just hungry is all,” He says softly, changing his tone, leaning into me pressing his face into my neck.

“Seee, a baby,” I reiterate with a chuckle, my fingers running through his hair.  

“Well if it means cuddling into you and having you play with my hair, then yes,” He mumbles against my skin.

I shake my head with a smile.

After a couple of minutes, an attendent came with our plates of food.

“Thank you so much,” Louis says, once our plates were set in front of us.

Gosh, he sounded so British saying that.

The flight attendant smiled and walked away, closing our private designated area.

“You know what I just realized?” I asked, as I began to eat. Louis nodded, wanting me to continue.

“I’m going to be in the UK for a good couple months and everyone is going to know I’m American, because of how I speak,” I rambled.

“You’re going to have an American accent now,” He grinned as his eyes were fixated on me.

“You’re going to be my American little girl,” He teased, bringing his hand to ruffle the top of my head, with a cute laugh.

I gave him a side eye.

“When I’m out and about on the streets of England while you’re filming, all the British boys are gonna want me,” I smirked at him.

“And who said you were going to be out and about on the streets of England, eh?” He asked, putting an arm around my shoulder, eyebrows furrowed.

“Me,” I say giggling with a smile, landing a kiss on his cheek.

“You wish.” He smiled.

-

As we disembarked the plane, Louis' phone got flooded with texts from Millie.

“Why am I not surprised?” Louis says looking down at his phone, both of us letting out laughs.

“She’s been texting me for hours,” Louis says looking at the time stamps of the messages.

“She seems great,” I giggle.

“Yeah, I can’t wait for you to meet her!” He smiles, taking hold of my hand and leading us through check in.

He went through the citizens line and I went through the foreigners one.

Once we met after our check in with UK’s immigration we walked out of our terminal, meeting with a Netflix employee with a sign saying “Louis Partridge and Y/F/N.”

-

“Okay well here is your humble abode for the next couple months, you two! Enjoy your stay,” The employee says as he comes to a stop in front of a building complex.

“Thank you, sir.” I smile as Louis and I exit the vehicle.

The driver opens up the trunk and Louis grabs our luggages.

“Do you want me to help you?” I ask

“I got it,” Louis says. What a gentleman.

I smile and we walk into the building, in search of our new home.

As we enter I hear a yelp and immediately feel myself being engulfed by someone.

“You guys finally made it! It’s so great to finally meet you. The famous Y/N,” And I immediately realize it’s Millie.

I let out a chuckle and reciprocated the tight hug.

“It’s nice to meet you too!” I smile as we let go of our hug.

Louis places the bags down and shakes his head.

“I honestly thought I was going to get a hug first, but I guess not,” He says to Millie, disappointngly.

“Oh come on, you know I was only excited to meet Y/N!” Millie confesses as they both give each other a hug.

Louis lets out a scoff in their hug. “Oh I know, you know she would always annoy me over text about you?” Louis says redirecting the conversation to me, looking over Millie’s shoulder to face me.

“Well come on! I had to meet the girl who puts up with you!” She sassily says letting go of Louis.

Louis makes an annoyed face as Millie looks over at me.

I only chuckle.

“I don’t know what it is about you, I’m surprised you even have a girlfriend. A pretty one at that too,” Millie says, flashing me a smile.

“Aww, thank you,” I blush at the compliment.

“Well let’s go. I’ll show you to your flat, right across from mine,” Millie welcomley says.

“God, I might have to request for a room change,” Louis murmured with an eyeroll.

“You know you love me,” Millie cheerily claims.

Louis shrugs and I playfully punch him.

He sends me a toothy grin and my insides explode with butterflies.

“Well here ya go!” Millie beamed as she led us to our door. “Jake and I are cooking tonight, so I’ll leave you two to it. I’ll text you when dinner is ready!” Millie excitedly concludes.

“Thanks Millie, that’s so sweet of you!” I smile appreciatively.

“Thanks, Mills.” Louis reiterates as he opens our door.

“Of course!” She proclaimed, entering her flat, across from ours.

Louis opens the door wider for me to enter first.

I walk in and see the opulent flat.

“It’s beautiful!” I say in awe.

Louis leans down, kicking the door behind him shut, wrapping his arms around my waist. He presses the side of his face against mine, softly.

Walking into the flat, we’re met with lengthy wide windows that showcase the amazing historic town of Yorkshire. To the left there’s a beautiful kitchen, with nicely colored cabinets and a nice dining table. To the right, we have a flat screen tv with a comfortable looking sofa.

“This is incredible! I can’t believe we’re experiencing this together,” He says, kissing my cheek as he hugs me from behind.

We walk further into the flat and see the way to the bedroom and the bathroom.

-

Once we settled into the apartment, Louis and I were cuddled up on the living room sofa, watching television.

“You know what you should do babe,” I say with an idea.

Louis hums and focuses his attention on me, away from the tv.

“You should go live! Your fans lovee it when you do!” I exclaimed.

He gasped, “You’re right!”

He grabbed his phone and stood up, walking to the kitchen island, sitting on a stool. He faced the kitchen cabinets.

I walked up to him, hugging him from behind, frowning.

He looked at me through the camera’s reflection on his phone. “What’s wrong?” He worridley asks, turning his body to look at me.

“I’ll just have to be on the side,” I say with a pout.

His expressions changed.

“Oh that’s right,” He says slightly above a whisper, wrapping his arms around my waist.

“Just sit here,” He says, pointing adjacent to him. Where we’d be facing each other, but sitting slightly beside him.

I nod with a smile and sit at the island.

He leans over to me, “Come on, give me a kiss before the live,”

I flush at his affection and lean into him with a smile on my face.

Our lips meet and depart from each other just to meet again.

We both let out giggles before he sat back down to start his live.

From my angle I’m unable to watch his phone screen, only him.

“Alright, I’m about to start love,” He says looking up at me from his phone.

I nod and blow him a kiss.

His cheeks turn a light pink.

“You're so cute!” I whisper before his live started.

He starts it and says “No you are!”

I turn deep red and hold back a giggle, so that his live doesn’t hear me.

Louis being Louis, was unable to and lets out a cackle. Not even paying attention to his live anymore, his eyes on me.

I slap a hand over my mouth to stop myself from letting out a laugh.

I look away from him to stop myself from laughing. Louis takes a couple deep breaths and composes himself.

I look over at him and his face is lowered to read the comments.

I unlock my phone, silencing the volume to join the live.

The same Louis that is beside me is on my screen.

I look down at the live, and more and more people flow into the live since it’s already been a couple seconds of him being on.

Comments:

Did anybody else hear that?

It seems like someone is there with him, right when the live started he was looking to the side

Hiii louis

I missed you louis

Was anyone else watching when he barely started the live? He said smiling ‘no you are’ as if he was blushing

What is everyone on about now?

Louis is there someone with you?

“Hiii guys!” Louis exclaims. “It’s been a while. How are you all?”

More comments started flowing in, diverting the conversation. A couple comments here and there speculating.

He read a couple comments aloud.

“I miss you guys too!” He expressed, as he replied to one. “I came on here to let you all know that we’re starting filming for Enola Holmes 2 tomorrow!” He says cheering and clapping.

I smile at his cuteness and he looks over at me with a smile that melts me. His eyes yelling at me, gosh it’s hard not being able to speak or kiss, or even touch him when he’s right beside me.

His eyes sadden as he looks back at his screen. I could tell it’s just as tough for him.

There it goes again

Who was he just looking at now!!!

Waittt why was that smile so cuteee & the way his eyesss looked <333

I’m screen recording this for edits, i’m glad i got that on film

I can’t wait for enola holmes 2

Where’s Millie??

Go live more often! I miss this and you

“Aww! I’ll try to go live more often. It’s going to be hectic once filming starts, but I'll try to. I promise,” Louis admits.

“Actually! Speaking of Millie. We have flats right across from each other! Exciting, right?” He muses, eyes roaming through the comments.

“I just landed today and I’m tired! But I was pretty comfy on the plane,” Louis admits, flashing me a smile.

Why don’t you rest before tomorrow?

“I would go to sleep but Millie is cooking dinner. Millie and Jake,” He responded.

“Aww, you’re going to be a third wheel with them all throughout the duration of filming,” Louis reads. “Ehh, I think I’ll be alright,” He responds with a growing smile, looking up at me.

I shake my head with an evergrowing smile and aggressively point at his phone, lifting my brows.

He chuckles at my reaction, shaking his head as he looks back down at his live.  

I quietly get out off the stool I was sitting on and walk towards the bedroom.

I walk around the kitchen island opposite of where Louis is, unable to be seen from the live. Louis follows me with his eyes as I walk towards our bedroom, as I pass the living room.

Unbeknown to us both, a part of the living room is visible to the live, showing my figure in the background as Louis is facing me.

He wanted to call out “Where are you going?” but couldn’t.

I walked to the bedroom so that Louis could focus on his live. I turned off my phone and started unpacking.

As Louis turned back to the live, clueless to the fact that everyone has seen Y/N’s back.

WHO WAS THAT??

I KNEW IT

Is that a girl? It looked like a girl

Okay.. that explains why Louis was distracted throughout the live

Louis’ heart dropped as he read the comments.

Is it true that they had seen Y/N?

His eyebrows were furrowed together as he nervously read the oncoming comments.

“What are you all on about?” He questioned nervously, he couldn’t wipe the smile off his face.

Don’t play dumb Louis

We saw a girl walking in the background

“Whaatt?” He whsipers acting clueless, tentatively looking at the comments.

No wonder you were all smiley

And blushy too

You’re such a bad liar

Meanwhile Y/N was in their room, not knowing that Louis was on the verge of giving up their secret.

“Well I guess the cat is out of the bag, now,” He says lowly with a smile. “Y/N!” He yells out.

I was in the room sitting on the floor with my luggage wide open.

He must be done with his live.

I smiled happily and quickly got off the ground. I walked out the room and into the living room, towards the kitchen.

He was facing me [giving the live the left side view of himself] with the widest grin.

I walk into his embrace and catch his cologne filled aroma. My face met his right shoulder, I lift my face and met his eyes. He looked in a goofy mood, his eyes shining humorously.

I leaned closer to his face and pressed my lips against his. He kissed me for not even a second and left his lips against mine, letting out a giggle.

“What?!” I asked confused as to why he wasn’t craving my hugs and cuddles, especially my kisses. I know for a fact that he craved it after that live, it was hard enough for the both of us to hide our relationship.

He ignored my question and stayed still, eyes glued to me. I roamed around the room in hopes to figure out his odd behavior. My eyes met the island only to see his propped up phone with his live on, perfectly viewing the both of us.  

My mouth fell open and I turned over to him, slapping his chest.

“Louis!” I yell at him in shock as I cover my face with my hands, shyly.

He stood up from out of his seat, the live not quite catching his full body due to his height.

Louis pulls my hands away from my face and looks down at me with a naughty smile. I looked up at him as I shook my head.

“You bad, bad boy,” I whisper to him, my index finger pointing at him, undoubtedly being heard by the live.

He smirked and leaned down to kiss.

“Oh so now you want to kiss me?” I smile as I roll my eyes.

“Well guys, bye for now!” Louis says, sweeping up his phone and ending the live.

“Louis Patrick James Partridge!” I scowlded up at him as his arms wrapped around my lower waist, pulling me closer to him.

He lowered his face closer to mine.

Yes?” He cockily smirked.

“God, I hate you,” I whispered, looking away from him, not being able to keep a firm face on.

“Impossible!” He whispered, lifting me off the ground, pressing his lips against mine.

I blush into the kiss and murmured into his lips, still not giving him the satisfaction.

He fully lifts me up off the ground and I wrap my legs around his torso.

“I still can’t believe you did that!” I say softly, facing him with a smile, as he walks us over to the bedroom.

He lays me down on the bed gently as he hovers over me.

He begins softly pressing kisses on my neck, his hair ruffling against it.

I hold back small whimpers as I decide to dig under his skin.

“You know what I just realized?” I let out breathlessly. Louis smirked into Y/N’s neck, knowing she was on the verge of letting out a moan.  

He hummed into her senstive skin, knowing it’s driving her crazy.

“That I’m going to meet Henry Cavil, tomorrow,” I let out with a smirk, knowing it’ll tick him off.

Louis immediately stopped nibbling at my neck, once Henry’s name slipped out of my lips.

He rolled off of me and into the bed with an eyeroll.

“You just ruined the moment!” He grumbled out, annoyed.

I sat up quickly. “You don’t deserve a moment!” I exclaimed loudly as I kept a serious face on but my eyes glowed opposite of serious.

His face was filled with a grin again and quickly got a hold of my waist and flipped us over in bed. Where I was now under him again.

I let out a laugh and he smashed his lips on mine. He started tickling me and managed to slip his tongue into my mouth.

I started lifting my shoulders up to deepen the kiss but he let out a grumble, pushing me back down onto the mattress. He pressed his lips closer, deeping the kiss as he had me lay down.

His phone went off, and he pulled away from the wet kiss to say…

“Millie can wait.”

-

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[thestarsarebrightertonight]

i love you , its ruining my life!! // lorenzo berkshire x fem hufflepuff reader

playlist : fortnight - taylor swift

summary : lorenzo berkshire is so completely infatuated with a girl in hufflepuff , its ruining his life!!

y/n used , hufflepuff reader , ttpd was amazing, fluff

a/n : im the queen of slytherin boys x hufflepuff reader lets be honest ,also fortnight is a sad song but i did a different take on it bc fluff is just better !! LMAO

its been three months since the very first time lorenzo berkshire saw you in class. he had never seen you before despite your presence being a constant since 1st year, and to say you hadnt gone unseen since was an understatement.

lorenzo berkshire has found himself in nothing but trouble since his little crush on you first blossomed , the very first time he saw you , that fateful day in potions - he had lost 20 points for slytherin in one lesson. and the reasons for his points deduction was simple , he just couldnt focus.

you pushed your hair behind your ear , he dropped his ink pot onto the floor , the loud smash interrupting snapes monotone first lesson back speech.

five points.

you laughed at something your male seat partner said , lorenzo clenched his fist so hard that he snapped his quill as the ink and snapped up feather made a mess of his desk.

five points.

you spoke to lorenzos best friend , theodore , making him misplace an ingredient into his cauldron that caused it to explode back into draco -his seat partner and friends- face.

ten points.

to say his friends and whole house were infruriated with him after that ,was an understatment - enzo had gotten them into points debt on the very first day. thats never even been done before!

but they were even angrier with him a few weeks ago.

it was the day of the highly anticipated , very first, gryffindor vs slytherin match of the year - and enzo bottled it because he was looking at you in the stands.

who could blame him! you were stood in the stands wearing a slytherin scarf with the number 13 on your cheek in green face paint , his number!!

the amount of quaffles he failed to catch and goals he missed completely because of his focus being elsewhere , became too much to count by the end of the match. that slytherin lost by the way.

but even when draco screamed in his face and theodore pushed him into the changing rooms , his mind couldnt leave your happy face as you watched him - and only him.

the most recent incident was when he sat in an exam , not writing a single word because he couldnt stop thinking about how you smiled at him and said hello to him earlier that day. he tried to play it off as hufflepuff friendliness but the red tint in your cheeks and beaming smile blocked out any thought of doubt - and charms knowledge.

that charms test was the first fail he has ever gotten at hogwarts.

all because of you and your pretty stupid smile!

as he stared down at his paper a week later with a horified expression and a sympathetic pansy rubbing his back , he decided enough was enough , he needed to get this off his chest.

so later that day he now found himself sat in the great hall , staring at where you usually sit , except the spot was empty.

his leg bounced under the table as he played with his hands and tie , loosening and re-loosening it every two seconds.

"lorenzo please stop." pansy begged with her head in her hands , trying to will the sound of lorenzos tapping foot to become white noise.

snapping out of it he stopped all movement and looked down with a somber sigh , maybe something happened to you? maybe youre avoiding him? maybe you hate him? maybe youre not hungry?

"enzo chill mate shes just walked in." theodore said looking at something - or someone - by the enterance to the great hall.

without sparing a seond enzo stormed over to you , grabbing your hand softly and stopping your walk to the hufflepuff table.

"please come with me," enzo said as more of a command as you nodded with concern and followed him out the hall and to an empty corridor.

he stopped you so you were stood against the wall and began to pace.

after many seconds of silence you began to question why you were there ,"lorenz-"

"i love you, and its ruining my life!!" he said loudly , stopping in his tracks staring at you , not with anger but instead despiration.

he now stepped forward as you stepped back and hit the wall , "ive lost points , matches , i failed my test for the first time ever!.....please. please say no and let me move on."

you stared up at him in complete shock , "lorenzo you dont know me-"

"i do. oh trust me i do , i know you prefer cats and like muggle classics as well as poetry. your favourite colour is yellow but you dont really tell anyone as to not be called a stereotypical hufflepuff. and...i know theres things i dont know but there is nothing else on this planet i want to learn more about, than you."

you began to beam your signature smile up at him , bringing your arms to wrap around his neck as he melted under your touch, "i failed charms too."

it was his turned to now be confused , "but charms is your favourite?-"

"there was this really handsome guy sat in front of me who i just couldnt stop looking at. he was distracting me."

lorenzo expression fell as his heart broke slowly , "w-who?..."

you looked at him teasingly , "seriously? you enzo!"

he let out a gasp of realisation as you pulled him down towards you for a kiss.

lets just say since that day you both got straight As! but thats not to say enzo doesnt still like to admire in lesson.

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[s1ater]

peculiar creature.

pairings. lorenzo berkshire x fem!reader

about. lorenzo meets a stranger in the forbidden forest.

warnings. 🤔🤔

ricky rocks. this was long awaited.

“you’re a peculiar creature, aren’t you?”

you stare back into the large, mischievous brown eyes of a boy who was crouched down at then edge of the cove, examining you with troublesome intentions.

“what are you doing here?”

“swimming,” you said bluntly, pushing further into the deep, dark waters. he still watches you carefully, leaning back to his feet where his height is fully extended. “what are you doing here?”

he scoffs, his head tipping back as if finding your question ridiculous, "awfully dangerous for you to be all the way out here by yourself. haven't you ever been warned to stay out of the forbidden forest?"

you narrow your look on him at the way he deflects your question, his head tilting as he begins to wander further around the lagoon, circling you now as he waits for you to speak.

"what's your name?"

"lorenzo," he speaks fast, expecting that, as if he was wanting and waiting for you to ask it. "and you?"

"y/n."

“strange name.”

“and yours isn’t?”

a hollow laughs comes from deep in the back of his throat at your retort but he doesn’t find it as funny as he makes it seem, “you’re quick, aren’t you?”

“but you like that, don’t you?” your eyes narrowed in on him, pushing out further into the water so your further from him just in case he were to reach for you.

“and you know what i like how?” he mirrors your tapered expression, leaning against a tree placed close to the water. he was interested, really interested in what you were.

“i know boys exactly like you.”

“oh, you do?” his lips twitch upwards, finding your proceedings amusing.

“they come here a lot,” you tip your head, now studying him better than ever and the way he held himself. “with girls and booze and their loud mouths.”

you looked annoyed in thought of this making him chuckle under his breath, “you don’t like the company?”

“not usually.”

“why come here then?”

“no where else better to go.”

lorenzo makes a closer speculation of your face now, realizing he had never seen you before—which he found very strange, “what year are you?”

because lorenzo knew all the pretty faces at hogwarts.

“who said anything about me being in school?” you smiled as his face swooped into a confused expression, watching you sink further into the water till you were no longer in sight.

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[unmarlou]

time to pretend.

pairings. slytherins x fem!reader

summary. a typical day at the summer house.

lacy says. saltburn inspo but no bath water :/ this is bad lol purely for the aesthetic.

· · ౨ৎ · ·

"oi!"

the morning sun was beaming down stronger than yesterday. your sunglasses weren't even enough to keep you from squinting, though the book in your hands did good job if held at the right angle. and had it not been for the towel between, your skin would've been sticking to the lawn chair.

"morning blaise..." pansy said dreamily at your right. she was still half asleep.

you looked over your shoulder and saw blaise approaching, draco in tow. "didn't even bother to tell us you were out here, i see."

"we wanted you to get your beauty sleep, darling. nice swim trunks." they had tiny hula girls on them.

"i am a man of fashion." he plopped himself at the chair to your left, adjusting his shorts and sunglasses. he flashed a smile - a pretty one that only he could own and flaunt regardless the time of day. he quickly nudged your leg and pointed to draco, who sat at pansy's feet.

he was covered in noticeable amounts of sunscreen, head to toe. not only with a look of distain on his face but his slouch conveyed a message just fine on its own.

involuntarily a snort escaped, followed by stifled laughs.

"oh shut up."

even pansy, who was curled on her side away from everyone, sticking her hand out to some small animal, laughed, "we're only admiring you.”

all he could do was roll his eyes.

"stolen my chair then, have you?"

everyone’s attention turned to the voice, only to see enzo, also in his bathing suit, holding a platter of fruit. he almost looked like the cover of a magazine your mother wouldn't let you buy.

glancing over the back of the chair you could see mattheo and theodore walking in the field, talking lazily, probably sharing their first hellos of the day.

lorenzo placed the silver plate down on the small table between the chairs. you had asked him to bring something to eat expecting a piece of toast, though with him, you should've known better.

"well we can share, you know?"

"thank you, enzo."

he gave you a quick nod and wink, his way of saying no problem, never wanting to make a big deal out of gestures he found to be the minimum in his friendships.

"want me to sit on your lap then, blaise?"

draco rang on your left, "past a strawberry… please."

your arm extended to him, presenting three instead of just one. he cracked a reluctant smile, always surprised at how well you all knew him, never letting him stay miserable for long, "thanks."

a new shadow appeared on the ground in front of you causing you to peer up and greet theodore, "fruit?"

he shook his head, eyes still puffy and barely open, indicating he had just awoken. he stretched and rested his hands on either side of yours and pansy's chairs. bringing his forehead down to his left hand, he seemed to be taking a chance at sleep again.

"theo's had a rough morning."

you turned again and almost cackled at the sight of lorenzo sitting in blaise's lap, and mattheo sitting in lorenzo's. you could've sworn you saw the chair slightly give way under their weight.

pansy teased, "but an excellent night, isn't that right, teddy?"

he groaned loudly. drinking was never his strong-suit. he could roll and smoke all day, even on his worst, but going shot-for-shot was something he did only when feeling the most audacious. and something he always came to regret.

he shuffled his way to the small dock at the pond in front of you. eyes still closed, he laid down on the edge, his arm hanging over and into the water.

"hangover so bad he had to reconnect with nature."

“we’ve all been there.”

you smiled idly. placing the book on your stomach, not even considering an odd tan line. tilting your head back, your eyes closed.

a breeze blew, giving your skin a break from the exhausting heat it was under. you could feel the full trees above sway, and hear the water of the pond move with theodore’s helping hand. the low indistinct chatter of your friends simply background noise to remind you you weren’t alone in this oasis.

most mornings were like this. easy and quiet, any and all problems excluded from this place, this bubble of a world you had. if ever asked what moment you wished you could relive again and again, it would always be this.

-

the large, wall lining, arched windows of the left wing hallway made it the sunniest place in the house at this time of day. and the cold tile felt nice under your concrete-burnt feet.

the windows were wide open, allowing the plants and hung-dry linens of the courtyard to creep in and fill the corridor with a scent that could make one nostalgic for a place and time they’ve never even been.

your steps were the only sound until they multiplied. by the cadence of the walk, you knew who it was.

“theodore feeling any better?”

“loads,” in the corner of your eye you could see him pull a cigarette out and spark a light, he took a long drag before continuing, “gave him one of my cures.”

you shuddered, twisting your face. mattheo had an affinity for putting ingredients in a pot, mixing it up, and saying it would fix any and all problems. sometimes you thought even he didn’t believe his own words, he just liked seeing your face contort in disgust. “let me know when his tail starts growing.”

entering the room at the end of the hall, the sound of the shower running became clear. the french doors of the back wall were open, allowing air to flow freely.

you spun on your heel and allowed yourself to fall onto the four-poster, now staring at the charm displayed up on the canopy. one you recognized, as all your parents used to do it when you were children; a depiction of the night sky, to lull you to sleep and wish you sweet dreams.

mattheo was on his stomach next to you, carefully tapping ashes off the side of the bed. in the lighting of the room you could see how summer had be treating him, skin tanned by the sun, while his hair only got lighter. he tapped your arm for your attention, and pointed to the bathroom, furrowing his brows.

“pansy.” you answered.

an oh formed on his face.

the sound of wind chimes rang in the distance, accompanied by tree leaves brushing against each other, and birds singing softly. there were actually a few birds gathered at the small balcony just outside the french doors. they always seemed to gravitate towards pansy, all the beauty in life resided to her.

“i wonder what snape is doing right about now.”

you groaned, putting your hands over your face, trying to hide from the imagine of your professor in your mind, “don’t mention him, his energy will invade the space.”

“say his name three times and he’ll appear, you know!” pansy’s shouting voice carried into the room. there was actually no need for her to, you could hear her perfectly fine seeing as the bathroom door was wide open; she hated having it closed, never wanting to be separated from the rest of world for too long.

you shouted back, “says she who flirts with him for a higher grade!”

“it’ll work one day, just you wait!”

this was true, she was absolutely convinced she could charm her way to at least Exceeds Expectations. not that anything had given her an indication it had worked in the past. or ever.

mattheo sat up, almost choking on his laugh, “just do what enzo does, pretend your best friends with him.”

the shower turned off, followed by long rustled movement before she walked out. she held a stark white towel to her body, water droplets coming off her hair and onto her freckled collarbones. “does it work?”

he ran a hand through his hair while reaching to put his cig out on the bedside ashtray, “ ‘course not. but easier to watch and keep the lunch down than your attempts.”

she made a face before opening one of the dresser drawers next to her and chucking a pair of balled-up socks at him.

suddenly the door bursted open, presenting blaise and lorenzo. they wore cheesy smiles and had their arms extended out beside themselves, “OUR DINNER OUTFITS!”

both were still wearing their swim trunks from earlier in the day, yet this time accompanied by suit jackets, ties, - that certainly did not match and they definitely dug up from the attic - dress shoes, and jewelry to go with. theo ran up behind and wrapped a boa around blaise’s neck.

“no fair! i want one!”

“there’s a whole lot more in the boxes we found, hurry up and we’ll get you one.”

“didn’t think to include me, then?”

“those have to be at least 60 years old.”

“jesus enz, what kinda parties did your dad used to throw?”

he flopped on the bed, a dust cloud emerging from the jacket, causing you to cough and wave your hand through the air. “no clue,” he leaned closer to you, showing his wrist, “but look at this fancy watch i found.”

it looked as old as time.

“no doubt you’re sweating enough for all of us in those?” draco leaned on the doorframe.

“would be unnatural if we weren’t.”

pansy walked to the armoire, and shuffled her hanging clothes along until she found what she was looking for: a silk black dress. she picked the hanger off the rack and walked it over the french doors, putting on the doorframe. she turned to everyone’s eyes on her and shrugged, “might as well.”

-

playing dress up was always fun, especially when all the glamour was real. watches and diamonds, boas and silks.

the dining hall was lit, wall to expansive wall with candles. the curtains up high drawn back, displaying the rising moon. the long table in the center was decorated with the most gorgeous grand arrangement.

the house elves had absolutely outdone themselves, platters of food spanning each end of the table. and though you didn’t see much of them, you made a mental note to seek at least one out and thank them.

after more digging around and even a trip to the attic, which made you consider taking a second shower of the day, you had found the best box of all; charles berkshire’s record collection. bowie, zeppelin, beatles, queen - it was a 60s/70s wet dream. so for the first time in what must’ve been years, the gramophone record player of the dining hall was to be put to use.

with everyone now standing at their respective seats, prosecco was to be poured.

mattheo, who sat on the right head of the table, was the one to open it; he always was. his naturally mischievous smile was one to be admired, especially when each of you wore the same one. with a big POP! he went around and filled everyone’s flutes - although you all cheered, the night hadn’t started just yet.

each with your drinks, lorenzo danced over to the record player and placed the needle down. a night at the opera began. he slowly turned to face you all once again, raising his glass and walking back to his seat, the left head of the table. all other glasses were then raised high, and his role as host was to be fulfilled, “live forever!”

“live forever!” you chorused, arms extending closer to each other before cheers erupted once again, louder this time, accompanying the crescendo of death on two legs. cups were brought to mouths, and taking your first sip you could’ve sworn you recognized that phrase, somewhere in the deep recesses of your mind, but couldn’t seem to place it.

pulling chairs forward, everyone was sat. looking around, under the immense candle light their faces had a new glow, one that filled you with an unexplainable excitement. the night had begun.

the feast was lovely, you all agreed it must’ve been the best you’d ever had. though you could’ve just been drunk and hungry.

“this is the best food i’ve ever tasted.”

“best.” emphasized lorenzo.

mattheo covered his mouth, still chewing, “never been better.”

this conversation happened multiple times since you had started eating. each time blaise ended it by saying, “god we sound like our parents.”

the room smelled like the extravagant parties back home, the boys smoking their macanudo’s - inspirado black’s, they swore by - leaving strong cigar smoke lingering above you. pansy had drank enough to pull out her cigarettes, and one was passed around the table. your glass was bottomless, literally, allowing your feeling of weightlessness to continue.

the conversations around were indecipherable, you just sat picking at whatever food was left on your plate, intent on listening to the music in the background. the record player was enchanted, never needing for someone to get up and change the record; once the needle was down, and an album was over, a new one would take its place.

you took another sip of whatever it was in your glass, listening to the end of some song, what was going to play next didn’t even cross your mind until the beginning chords of a new one rang out. standing up suddenly, causing your drink to slightly spill on the hard wood, you gasped, “this SONG.”

your arm immediately shot out to pansy, who looked up at you mid-drag and smiled. you couldn’t even remember what song it was or where you had heard it before but you knew it was imperative to give it its own moment. meeting each other halfway, arms waiting for the other person and giggling, your hands interlocked with hers.

dancing, spinning around, and laughing; you had never felt so blissfully unaware. or dizzy.

more bodies appeared around the two of you, but ones you knew well and invited with the most love one could feel for another person. blaise’s boa wrapped around him and draco as they danced and sang, theodore holding a bottle of champagne while mattheo bent lower to waterfall it, and enzo grabbing both yours and pansy’s hands to spin you simultaneously.

you weren’t sure who’s laugh was who’s, or what song was playing, who’s hand you were holding, or what drink was being poured, not like any of it mattered. once again you had entered a bubble, impenetrable from the outside world.

-

the library couch was the comfiest in the whole chateau. the fire had been crackling for some time, accompanied by lorenzo’s piano playing on the west wall. he was actually the best you’d ever heard, though he shyly kept his talent close to his chest - until the proper moments.

you watched the embers pop off the fire mindlessly, not thinking about anything in particular. a book sat in your lap but it had been forgotten long ago, your unfocused eyes unable to retain the words. they were however able to travel upwards to the painting on the mantle, for the first time you truly looked at it - it was a group of people, slightly older than yourself. you immediately recognized lorenzo’s father, although here he was more handsome, his son certainly took after him. searching farther you spotted a woman, and after some staring you deduced it was bellatrix, her cheekbones being the exact same as mattheo and enzo. she truly was beautiful, regardless of the sinister look she was giving through the paint. you couldn’t make out the others, though you noted a boy, who was definitely younger than the rest, with curls that fit his face well and a solemn expression that carried a worlds worth of weight.

mattheo and draco sat on the rug, silently playing chess. they had become more and more fond of muggle chess as the summer went on.

pansy was sprawled out on the lounge chair to your right, the spaghetti straps of her dress daring to slip off her shoulders. her eyes were closed as she hummed - incorrectly - to the piano. she hung her head over the edge, causing her bangs to fall off her face, and her now open green eyes found yours. your smiles matched each other.

blaise, who was seated next to you on the couch, had his legs resting on the ottoman. he was holding a letter from his mother that had arrived a couple days ago, just now finding the time to read it. theodore was in the opposing lounge chair, eating the chocolates that accompanied the letter. she had sent them just for him - his favorites from honeydukes he had sorely missed. he watched mattheo and draco’s game intently.

“play that last one again.” you had called out to enzo.

he scooted his chair and looked over his shoulder, “liebestraum no. 3?”

“sure.”

“you like liszt?”

you paused, turning to face him and furrowing your brows in obvious confusion, before replying to the best of your ability, “…i like you?”

he gave a smile that was only reserved for you. liebestraum no. 3 began again.

you slumped down on your side, your feet now hitting blaise’s clothed thigh, he gave a tap to your ankle, indicating recognition but not taking his eyes off the letter. with your ear now against the armrest, your breathing slowed.

you focused on every sound. the chess pieces gliding across the wood board followed by draco’s or mattheo’s huffs of concentration, the faraway wind chime carrying in through the open window, lorenzo playing that piece you had grown to love in the last few minutes, the pops of fire, pansy’s subtle soft humming, and the crinkle of the papers blaise held.

your eyes closed, whether voluntarily or not you weren’t sure, but you didn’t fight it. overwhelming comfort and content had taken you, warmth from all over allowing absolute relaxation.

-

“hey… hey, wake up.”

“y/n… y/n…”

the harsh nudge of your arm made you open your eyes. squinting up, you could make out blaise and theodore. you, unintentionally, matched their tone by whispering back to them, “what?”

“wake up, we’re going for a swim.” blaise flashed you the same smile from the morning, it was so genuine even your groggy mind thought of how you’d never know anyone else with one like that. theo had moved on to wake pansy.

draco’s voice came from behind the couch, “she awake?” before an answer came he peered over from above and your eyes met, “lovely. now get pans and let’s go.”

sitting up and looking around you finally realized why everything looked different - the fire had gone out. now the only light was the full moon shining through the windows. the room was coated in silver.

you rubbed your eyes harshly to adjust and looked over to see pansy doing the same, “what do you want again?” her voice was raspy and tired.

“swimming.” you answered, standing up with the help of blaise’s hand. once to your feet you realized you were still in your dinner attire, suddenly feeling uncomfortable. you stuck an arm out to her. grasping it and standing, she opened her eyes wide and blinked rapidly. her voice was abruptly normal again, “well c’mon then.”

the boys were close behind the two of you, exiting the library. the entire manor was the same coloring of silver and blue. any other place and you would’ve been creeped out and uneasy, but in this place with these people, you could never feel anything other than safe.

going your separate ways from them to change, you and pansy walked the corridors, chatting nonsensically.

entering your room, you undressed quickly, happy to get the confining dress clothes from what seemed like hours ago, off of your body. you picked a bathing suit from drawers, tossing one to pansy too, who couldn’t be bothered to go to her room. both of you helped the other tie their suit.

voices in the hall approached your door, before a series of knocks. you both called back, “yeah?”

draco’s head peered in cautiously, before noticing you both were clothed, then opening the door fully to reveal the others. he held his arm up, “we’ve got towels, come on.”

all the boys said some iteration of come on and let’s go, eager to get out. rushing, you both were handed towels. excited chatter overtook the group, voices echoing and bouncing off the expansive walls. lorenzo appeared suddenly from the back, running, and yelling at the top of his lungs.

this triggered a domino effect, everyone was now chasing each other down the halls. something in the back of your mind told you to look around, and when you did, it seemed as though childhood had come back. playing games and having races with the same people that ran beside you now. watching their faces as they passed you saw summers long gone, of late night swims and early sun-basking mornings, dress up dinners and quiet library lounging. you ran and ran and ran.

your bare feet hit the concrete of the patio before hitting the dewy grass. though night, it was still warm, humidity latched to your skin. you had joined hands with blaise, a silent agreement. the moonlight illuminated the pond, beckoning you to come forward. it was just a ways away.

lorenzo had made it first, his shout as he jumped in rattling everything in a 10 mile radius. for the rest of the summer he would go on to say that he had to have made the world record for largest splash.

mattheo was close behind, so close in fact you thought he might land on enzo’s head, though he resurfaced just in time to watch him jump in and moved out of the way.

you and blaise were next, hand-in-hand again, running off the dock, your screams silenced by the water. cold consumed your entire body for the first time in months. it was relieving to have your body soaked in something other than sunscreen or sweat. feeling the last of your friends enter after you, you opened your eyes and found them. swimming to each other, you grazed skin as if to say even in water, i’m right by your side. if you didn’t need air, you would’ve considered staying down there forever.

breaching the surface and taking a deep breath, you brushed all the hair out of your face. you looked around to find some with droplets combing through from their hair to their eyelashes, and others with water slicked-back hair. each was breathing as heavily as you, half from having to catch their breath, half from pure exhilaration.

water splashed from all directions, making you squint and do the same. you weren’t sure who was splashing you for the fun of it and who was splashing you because you had splashed them. yelps and laughs were echoing off the surrounding trees. the plants were drinking well tonight.

“let’s play chicken!” someone had shouted over all the noise. cheers of agreement erupted from the chorus and subsequently the excessive pushing of water was halted.

you had fond memories of chicken. it used to be the boys on the girls shoulders, back when they all were still shorter than pansy and you. but now they were taller and had built quidditch bodies. as much as you believed in yourself, you didn’t desire feeling a draco sized weight on your shoulders.

“girls versus boys!” you announced.

theo shrugged, “not much of a competition.”

blaise took him by the shoulder, “ay, beware of the black haired one, she likes to go for the eyes.”

it was decided you and pansy versus theodore and lorenzo. they were a great duo, the two of them were the beaters on the quidditch team. they surely knew how to work together.

theo stood behind enzo, waiting for him to dip underwater.

“oi try not to pull the hair, i’ve got a sensitive scalp.” enzo reached a hand up and combed the back his head. theo looked like he was going to say something, before just shaking his head and sighing, “m’sure i’ll manage.”

a countdown from three began, then hitting one, you and lorenzo went under. water engrossed your entirety once more. feeling pansys hand upon your shoulder for balance, then her leg, you held on. within less than a few seconds she was securely on and you rose. you took a big breath once again, pushing your hair out of your face. the boys were in sync with you.

almost immediately pansy and theo were at each others throats. their arms went up, interlocking, and their bodies casted a shadow on lorenzo and you. it was like a tiny pocket. shouts came from beside you; blaise, mattheo, and draco each yelling out what could’ve been tips but when shouting over each other it really just sounded like a bunch of nothing. you were pretty sure whatever they were saying was going to be unhelpful anyways.

between keeping your balance, trying to push enzo, and still treading, you were determined to win.

“ah! ow! STOP TRYING TO PUT YOUR FINGERS IN MY EYES I CANT SEE!”

pansy clearly was as well.

it suddenly hit you who you were up against. this was lorenzo, the single most ticklish person you’d ever know. you weren’t sure why you hadn’t thought of it earlier. with a mischievous smile and lots of trust that pansy could remain on your moving shoulders, you reached to his bare stomach and began prodding at him.

just as you expected, he started to freak out. “hey! HEY!” he laughed between his shouts, “STOP- STOP THAT! NOT- FAIR!”

the boys on side were having a field day.

“ENZ!”

“I CANT-”

“DONT YOU DARE DROP ME.”

and with a strong push from pansy up top, and another prod to enzo’s side from you, both of their exclamation were stifled by gurgles of water.

pansy dived down, quickly coming up and hollering. cheers were shared all around, even from theo and enzo.

“let’s stick to quidditch.”

“agreed.”

in the midst of it all, you turned to face the house. it wasn’t foreign to any of you by any means, yet catching it in this moment you couldn’t help but feel amazed by its beauty. as if you were truly noticing it for the first time. it harbored your love within its stone. your love for this season, your love for this place, your love for these people. looking at the scene you saw your friends, you reached for them and they accepted, reaching for you. you heard their laughs, saw their smiles, and felt the same on yourself.

all in one breath you realized what lorenzo had said earlier was not just some toast; it was a definitive proclamation.

in this bubble of a world, you would live forever.

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[vipwinnie]

wipping his kisses

Lorenzo berkshire x reader

Summary : the prank : wipping my boyfriend kiss on lorenzo

You open your eyes to see your boyfriend's room: Lorenzo. You were still half asleep and surrounded by Lorenzo's arms.

The room is gently immersed in the morning light. You and Lorenzo were in your little cocoon. But then, the day before, I had a funny idea. A joke to play on your Lorenzo. And today is the time to do it.

Lorenzo, still half asleep, tries to kiss you like he usually does every morning. Now is the perfect time to launch your plan. With a quick gesture, you wiped his kiss away, leaving him a little in the dark. A smirk, your joke takes shape.

He tries his luck again, motivated to give you a good morning kiss, but you do the same to him. Lorenzo, wide awake now, looks at you with a lost look. He came closer to you, determined, for a third try, placed a tender kiss on your mouth which you hurried to wipe with your sleeve.

A small laugh escapes your lips, Lorenzo, all perplexed, stares at you with eyes that seek to understand. But instead of asking you questions, Lorenzo takes up the challenge. He throws himself at you, and attacks you with kisses. You put all your strength into pushing him away and being able to get up from the bed, leaving behind a disappointed Lorenzo on the mattress.

You could swear that his puppy dog ​​eyes could almost make you melt. He asks you if he did something stupid, thinking that you were probably mad at him for something he might have done. But you reassure him that everything is fine and you mutter an excuse which was: I don't want to. He gets up too, still with a hint of doubt.

He leans in for another kiss, trying hard, but you push him away again. There, he completely broke down. Given your attitude he was afraid he had done something wrong and that you were probably going to argue. And that was the last thing he wanted to do with you. He almost begs you to forgive him, wanting to avoid an argument at all costs. Faced with his stress and his puppy dog ​​looks, you decide to end the joke.

With a mischievous smile, you explain to him that it was just a joke. You don't even have time to add more excuses as he covers you with kisses, plunging you back onto the bed with all his strength. You had to make up for the time you had lost

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[auras-moonstone]

girl, i’m in dire need of some jack angst!! (i know, i’m crazy for wanting my heart to be ripped out by your beautiful writing in the saddest way possible😂)

maybe he and the reader have been dating for a few months and have their first big fight, maybe he’s been a little too close to a girl the reader has been having weird gut feelings about. they break up after some harsh words were said, and a few weeks later the reader sees that he’s dating the girl he told her not to worry about 👀

a few months pass, and jack and the girl break up bc he can’t get over the reader, and he tries to win her back, but soon realises he lost her for good when he sees her ar an event or something with someone else, and it’s clear that they’re more than friends.

(i kinda envision this as actress!reader x jack. and the event could be the oscars + the reader’s new bf could also be an A list celeb)

lyrics that could inspire you:

“'Cause there we are again when I loved you so, Back before you lost the one real thing you've ever known” - All Too Well (Taylor’s Version)

“I'm sitting eyes wide open and I got one thing stuck in my mind, Wondering if I dodged a bullet or just lost the love of my life” - I Don’t Wanna Live Forever

thank you so much and i’m sorry if this req is all over the place 😂😂❣️

hii! this might be one of the saddest things i’ve written yet. hope you like it<3

break me like a promise — jack champion

word count: 2,949

pairing: jack champion x actress!fem!reader, louis partridge x fem!reader (brief).

summary: jack breaks y/n’s heart, and after ten months he is determined to win her back, he sees her being happy with someone else.

author’s note: when i read “readers new bf could be a celeb” i knew i had to include the other love of my life aka louis partridge aka london boy.

Y/N AND JACK HAD MET THROUGH JENNA ORTEGA. The latter and Y/N both worked for Netflix, so they bumped into each other in lots of events and eventually became super close. And, knowing how big of a Scream fan Y/N was, Jenna invited her over to set and that’s where she met Jack.

No one could deny that sparks flew instantly between them, not even the two people involved. And that scared Y/N a bit, because her last relationship had left her with insecurities and trust issues, and she wasn’t sure if she was ready to dive into another relationship.

Jack had been very understanding about it, and told her that they should start as friends. He assured her that he would wait as long as she needed to, that she was worth it. And after months and months of therapy, Y/N finally felt ready to try things with Jack.

They were in a lavender haze for months. Her relationship with Jack was unlike anything Y/N had experienced before. The love she felt for him was so strong that there was no way to put it into words. Jack was her best friend—he had held her hand as she healed, and drew stars around the scars that the previous relationship had left on her. And she never would have thought he was going to be the one who made the wounds bleed again.

Jealousy is often seen as a toxic feeling, and after talking with her shrink about it, Y/N came to a conclusion—the toxicity depends on the way you handle that feeling. So Y/N decided to put her fears on the table, instead of jumping into conclusions. That’s what she thought would be the most healthy thing to do. Jack would be honest with her, and the thoughts that had been eating her alive would disappear.

But as soon as she said the words and saw Jack’s expression of irritation, Y/N knew she should’ve kept her mouth shut.

“Seriously? I can’t have female friend now” Jack spat furiously.

“What?! Of course you can. That’s not what I’m saying” Y/N said calmly. “I just… she clearly has feelings for you. And I’m not saying you should stop hanging out with her, I just need to know if she’s just a friend to you… or if there is room for more.”

“I can’t fucking believe you’re telling me this.” he shook his head in disbelief.

“Jack, I’m not accusing you of cheating or anything, really. You’ve been spending so much time with her…” more than with me, she wanted to add. But that would make things worse. “and I just have this weird feeling. I need to know how you really feel, that’s it. If you tell me you don’t like her, I’ll believe you. But please be honest with me.”

“What I really feel is that you’re suffocating me with your shitty problems.” his demeanour was so calm, but his words were sharp as knives, and they cut right through her heart. She had trouble believing the words had actually left his mouth. “I’ve waited for you for months, I helped you through all of it. And now you’re making this shit up? Grow up.”

Y/N felt like throwing up. She felt like she was about to spit her heart. “You don’t mean that.” her voice broke. “In all of these months, when have I ever brought up one of your female friends? Not once. Because I know they are only friends. But with her, Jack, I just feel like there is something more. And yes, maybe I’m overthinking, but that’s why I’m asking. That’s it. I’m just asking, Jack.”

“Stop being so fucking paranoid. I get that your ex cheated on you, but stop seeing ghosts everywhere.”

“Why are you being so mean? Why are you avoiding the question? It’s simple, Jack. Do you have feelings for her?” Y/N asked, the knot in her throat grew in size when she noticed he couldn’t look her in the eyes. “Jack?”

“We’re just friends, jesus!” he said annoyed. Y/N wanted so bad to play dumb, to pretend she couldn’t see he was lying.

“You know I can read you like a book, right?” she asked softly, sad. “When you lie, you can’t look me in the eyes, you play with your hands and bite the inside of your cheeks.”

“Y/N… fucking drop it. I’m tired of this”

“We are over, Jack” she tried to walk towards the door, but he grabbed her and pulled her against his chest, trapping her in his arms.

He saw the tears steaming down her face and cursed himself. “Shit. No, please. Let’s talk. I’m sorry” he sound like he was about to cry, and Y/N knew she needed to leave. Because even though he had hurt her, the soft spot in her heart was still reserved for him.

“No, let’s just leave it like this because if you keep talking, I’m afraid I might end up resenting you, and I don’t want that.”

“I love you, Y/N” Jack hugged her tightly. “Please let’s fix this. I promise you nothing happened with her, and nothing will.”

“I love you too, but I don’t believe you. I’m sorry, but I can’t do this anymore” and so she stepped away for the arms she loved the most in the world and left without glancing back. If she did, she knew she wouldn’t be able to leave.

EVER SINCE SHE WALKED OUT OF JACK’S HOUSE TWO WEEKS AGO, Y/N HAD BEEN OVERWORKING HERSELF TO AVOID HER THOUGHTS OF JACK CREEPING INTO HER MIND. She had stayed out of social media, and had deleted Jack’s number from her phone to avoid temptations. Her friends kept their eyes on her all the time, worried about the inevitable breakdown. You can only hold back for so long before it becomes too much.

Louis, her co-star, had been by her side as much as he could. And, like every morning, he was waiting for her on her trailer with a caramel macchiato and a shiny grin on his handsome face.

“And a chocolate chip muffin?” Y/N asked, seeing the mouth-watering treat next to her Starbucks drink. “What’s the special occasion?”

Louis stared at her, frowning. Not any indications of having had a break down, not even puffy eyes, which meant one thing—she hadn’t seen the pictures yet. “Nothing” he blurted, showing his charming smile. “Just saw it and had to buy it.”

“You really need to stop buying me these breakfasts, Lou. I’m going to get cavities” Y/N said taking a sip of her overly sweet drink.

“But look at how happy it makes you. Cavities will be worth it, don’t you think?”

“You may have a point. Scoot over” she told him, nudging his leg with her foot. Louis moved his body so that she could sit next to him on the small couch. It was not made for two people, so they were basically pressed against the other, yet they found it comfortable. Especially Louis, whose insides melted because of the closeness between them—his not so tiny crush on her was painfully obvious.

“What are you doing?” Louis asked, trying to keep his voice calm as she unlocked her phone.

“I forgot to check which surprise songs Taylor sang last night” she answered as she opened twitter. “Oh god”

“What?!” Louis squealed.

“She sang Cornelia Street and You’re on your own kid! And I wasn’t there, Lou!” she dramatically dropped her head on his chest. He couldn’t help but sigh in relief. “What is going on with you?” she laughed.

“Nothing. Why?” he laughed awkwardly.

“I don’t know, you’re extra jumpy and panicky today.”

“I’m always jumpy and panicky around you.” he said, trying to brush it off.

“No, you’re not” Y/N furrowed her eyes, locking her phone. Louis eyed the action and his chest relaxed. The girl noticed that, so she unlocked it again and started scrolling through Twitter. On her periphery, she saw the boy’s body tensing again. So it had to do with social media, she guessed. “Louis, I’m not dumb. Tell me what is going on.”

“Nothing” he repeated. “Let’s rehearse our lines.”

“Lou, I love you but you’re getting on my nerves right now. I hate being lied to, you know that.”

Y/N’s vulnerable eyes were his weakness, so he sighed and took her hand in his. “This weekend, some fans caught Jack walking around the city with a girl… and they… um, saw them kissing and holding hands.”

Y/N felt her heart drop, and her eyes started to sting. No. She wasn’t going to cry. She hadn’t let herself cry for two weeks and she was not going to start now. “Oh.”

“Give me your phone” Louis said softly. She was too lost in her own mind to question it, so she just obeyed. “I deleted Tik Tok and Instagram. And silenced any Jack related stuff on Twitter. You don’t need to see those pictures.”

“Louis… the girl… is it her?” Y/N asked, trying to keep her voice in control.

“Stop” his voice was firm.

“I want to move on, Lou. And for that, I need to know I was right first.” she pleaded. “Is it her?” her friend nodded slowly as he brought her to his chest. Y/N did a little nod too, and tried to stand up. “Let’s rehearse our lines.”

“Y/N…” he grabbed her elbow to push her back.

“Lou, please. I don’t want to cry, I don’t want to think about it.” he noticed she was two seconds away to burst into tears. And as much as he knew he would hate the sight of her weeping, it was necessary.

“I know you don’t, Y/N/N, but you have to if you want to move on. You’re never getting over this if you keep ignoring your need to cry.”

“I’m just afraid that if I do, I won’t be able to stop.” she confessed, tears starting to blur her vision.

“It feels like that now, but I promise you it’ll be good for you. You have been holding it back for weeks, and once you let it all out, you’ll start to heal” he said as he played with her hair.

“Two weeks… it took him two weeks to go off and date her. And it’s not only some girl… it’s her. He told me I was paranoid, and now he proved me right.”

Jack had promised nothing would happen between him and that girl, and now he broke his promise just like he had broken her heart two weeks ago.

After the realisation, it was like something snapped inside of Y/N, and one sob turned into desperate crying. Her fragile body shook under Louis’ arms, and he wished he could stop her pain. But he couldn’t, so he just stayed there with her holding her as she let it all out.

AS MUCH AS SHE HOPED THE CRYING WOULD EASE THE PAIN, IT DIDN’T. It had been months of being in a rollercoaster of feelings, sometimes she was okay, sometimes she was great and sometimes she was so low not even Louis’ hugs could lift her up.

The days where she didn’t have to shoot were the worst, because she spent hours in bed and her brain betrayed her by bringing the memories of Jack back. She missed him so much, it was completely agonizing. Why?, she asked herself when the room was dark and she couldn’t sleep. Why did he get to move on while she had to spend her days like that? She has been trying to pick up her heart while Jack was all lovey-dovey with the girl he swore was just his friend.

Jack continued her life without her, while Y/N woke up everyday with his memory over her. She longed for the picture of Jack’s dazzling smile to be gone from her mind. She prayed to forget the sound of his voice as he whispered the sweetest of things on her ear. She wished she could stop hearing his angelic laugh everywhere. She wanted to stop feeling the ghost of his touch against her skin. To forget that his lips were soft and that every time they were pressed against hers she could feel goosebumps all over her body. Y/N just wanted to stop being haunted by the memories of Jack.

Louis had slowly helped her through the process of moving on. He was there to offer his warmth when the wrenching thoughts triggered the waves of tears, and he was also there to make her break a smile once the sobbing stopped.

After eight months, the flood of her tears successfully carried away the thoughts of Jack, and Y/N knew she was finally clean. Not that she didn’t miss him, because Jack was her first love after all, and a small part of her would always love him.

It took her a few more months to be sure if she was ready to risk it again, but Louis’ sweet disposition, how he saw the best in her even in her worst times, showed her that he was worth it. And so she she watched it began again with him.

JACK AND THE GIRL LASTED FOR TWO MONTHS. He never intended to have something with her, but she was interested and he was lonely and sad, so he said yes. But reality crept in soon—he loved Y/N with all his heart and no matter who he was with, his thoughts would always go back to her.

He had been texting her for months, but she had blocked his number. He knew he could easily drive to her house, but he didn’t want to add salt to the multiple wounds he had inflicted on her, it would be selfish. So when Jack saw that Avatar 4 and Y/N’s drama film were both nominated for the Oscars, he knew it was his chance to make things right. To bring back the only real thing he had ever known.

But he didn’t plan on seeing her with someone else. And he knew they weren’t there together just as co-stars, they were each other’s date. The spark in Y/N’s eyes when she looked at Louis was familiar to Jack—it was the way they used to shine just for him. Jack had been the one to extinguish the spark on her eyes, and Louis had managed to light them up again.

And he wasn’t even mad or jealous. He actually felt happy and sad. Jack didn’t understand how it was possible for two opposite feelings to co-exist in his body at the same time. He realized it was a lost battle, yet he needed to do talk to her. For the sake of their once marvellous relationship.

Y/N got out of the bathroom and into the crowded room, but the thousands of people in it became blurry once she recognized the silhouette of a handsome tall boy leaning against the entrance. “Jack?” his name left her lips in a mix of anguish and surprise.

“Hey” he said softly. You look beautiful, he wanted to add, but restrained himself. “I wanted to talk to you.” Jack saw her grimace and continued before she could stop him. “I know. I know it’s the last thing you want, I just need to get this off my chest. You’re not paranoid or insecure. You never overwhelmed me with your problems. You were right, and I was a shitty boyfriend, friend and person, and you have been so amazing and patient… and I’m so sorry, Y/N. I never deserved your love.”

“You did… up until that night.” she said in all honesty. “I loved you so much, and then you said all of those things. I can’t forget about it, because I never expected those words to come out of your mouth.”

“I know, and I really don’t expect you to forgive me. It’s okay and understandable if you don’t, but I needed you to know that those things I said weren’t true at all.” Jack said, pressing his lips in a thin line. “To be honest, I came here with the mind set of trying to win you back” he confessed, and let out a little laugh, as if the idea was now ridiculous. “But I saw you with him and I know that I’ve lost you for good. Are you happy with him?”

Y/N saw his deep brown eyes starting to get glossy and her insides melted. She didn’t see him with romantic eyes anymore, but it didn’t mean the love was gone. She still cared for him with every bone in her body. “I am. He’s amazing.”

Jack smiled. Genuinely smiled, so widely that it made a few tears drop, and before she knew it, Y/N’s cheeks were wet too. “That’s great, Y/N/N. Really great. I’m happy for you.”

And that was the moment Y/N knew Jack honestly regretted the words he had said before their breakup. “I forgive you.”

The tall boy’s eyes widened “What?”

“I forgive you.” she repeated. “And you deserve to be happy too, okay?”

“Thank you” Jack said breathlessly, wiping away the tears.

“I need to go. But it was nice to see you, thank you for coming to talk to me. For real. I really needed that, I think we both needed that.”

And so they both smiled to each other one last time before parting ways. There was nothing left to say, staying friends had never been an option with them. They loved each other too much for that. When it came to Y/N and Jack, it was everything or nothing at all.

#jack champion #jack champion x reader #jack champion x y/n #jack champion oneshot #jackchampion #jack champion imagine #jack champion fluff #ethan landry #ethan landry fluff #jack champion fanfic #louis partridge #louis partridge x reader #louis partridge x y/n #ethan landry x reader #ethan landry fic #ethan landry x y/n #ethan landry oneshot #ethanlandry #ethan landry x you #ethan landry drabble

[luvsfics]

Hi, I saw that requests are open, so could I request a Lorenzo Berkshire X hufflepuff!Reader, where the two are in a relationship, and Reader is very much a sunshine/sweet/kind girl (very hufflepuff vibes). At first their relationship looks from outside like a very Sunshine x Sunshine/ Innocent x Innocent one, but one day some guy flirts with Reader, making her very uncomfortable, and Enzo shows up, his possessive/protective instincts kicking in, puts the guy in his place (maybe exaggerating a bit) and everyone is super surprised because he basically almost never fights, and Reader is at first very taken aback but still offers to clean his minor injuries up, and Enzo starts overthinking that maybe he scared her or worse, but they talk about it and in the end she reassures him that she just doesn't like to see him hurt and she got worried about him, but definitely not scared. So a very angst to comfort fluff thing☺️ because I really like the trope "seems sweet but is actually dangerous" and "seems sweet and is actually sweet" together🥰 Thank you!!♥️

SPARK OF JEALOUSY — Harry potter

PAIRINGS: lorenzo berkshire x hufflepuff!reader

SUMMARY: something inside enzo sparks when he sees McClaggen flirting with his girl. He can’t help but act before he thinks, whatever it takes to save his girl.

WARNINGS: afab reader. physical assault. reader cleans Enzo’s wounds. suggestive language.

WORD COUNT: 0.5k

“Look who’s talking to your girl.” Mattheo laughed as he pointed you out to Enzo. His gaze turned towards you, envy filled his veins as he watched Cormac flirt with you across the hall.

You were clutching onto your books as the intimidating man flirted with you, “So, what’s a pretty girl like you walking to class by herself for?” He said as he leaned against the wall, almost pinning you against the stone.

You shuddered as you felt his warm breath on your cheek, he was entirely too close for comfort.

“Um…” you began before he was ripped away from you, his back hitting the wall beside you. Thats when you saw your boyfriend, Lorenzo, pinning him to the wall with an angry look on his face.

“What do you think you’re doing chirpsing my girl?” He asked, taking him by the collar.

“Maybe your girl…shouldn’t be wearing such a short skirt if she doesn’t want guys coming up to her?” He laughed in Enzo’s face.

You uncomfortably pulled down your skirt, this morning you couldn’t find your tights so your legs were bare, you didn’t think it was that much of a problem.

Enzo’s fist collided into Cormac’s jaw, a loud cracking sound following after. You gasped as he threw another punch his way before Cormac hit him back straight in the nose. Enzo quickly clapped back with another punch to his face, pinning him to the wall.

“Don’t you ever. Talk to my girl. Ever. Again.” He said.

Professor mcgonagall swiftly made her way to the scene, breaking up the two boys. She sent Enzo your way before escorting Cormac to her office.

“Are you alright?” Your eyebrows furrowed as you took his bruised face into your hands. “I am fine, sweetheart. Are you?” He asked as he pressed his hand over yours.

You huffed, giving him an ‘are you serious’ look. You took his hand and began to lead him to the prefects lavatory, as you were one yourself. You bursted into the bathroom and pushed him against the sink.

You turned on the water and rushed to grab some paper towels, wetting them and ringing them out. His gaze followed you as you moved around the bathroom.

He wondered if he had did the right thing by hurting Cormac, his emotions had gotten the best of him. He had just wanted to protect you. He winced as you pressed the wet towel onto his nose, cleaning off the blood.

“Are you upset with me? Did I scare you?” He asked with a saddened expression. You sighed, “No, my love. I just…don’t like seeing you get hurt and fight because of me.”

“I didn’t like seeing him flirt with you and touch you.” His words made you smile, “I know, it just shocked me. I’ve never seen you like that.” You said as you dabbed the towel on his skin.

“I’m sorry..” he apologized as he wrapped his arms around your waist, pulling you closer to him. You smiled, you pressed a soft kiss on his jaw.

“Don’t be. You were just protecting me. It’s like you’re my very own Prince Charming.” You giggled, his face lit up before he pressed a thousand kisses all over your face before pressing a kiss on your soft lips, making you both forget about all your troubles.

#lorenzo berkshire #lorenzo berkshire x reader #lorenzo berkshire x you #hp fanfic #hp #hp fandom #mattheo riddle #cormac mclaggen #harry potter #louis partridge #louis partridge x reader #harry potter x reader

[stxrsberkshire]

guys I’m having an identity crisis rn (I can’t tell if I’m a theo girlie or an enzo girlie)

#theodore nott #lorenzo berkshire #lorenzo zurzolo #louis partridge #fanfic #slytherin boys #harry potter

[the0doreslover]

Hi, idk if you take requests, but if you do can you do a Lorenzo berkshire x reader story

a/n: it’s short but i hope you like it, you didn’t specify what you wanted so i just did anything x

“What are you thinking about?”

“ways to get you to leave me alone” you huffed going back to your book

“what are you reading?” he asked before snatching your book

“lorenzo, what the fuck is wrong with you, give me my book back” you groaned standing up

“what’s the magic word” he grinned

“please”

“no”

“wh-”

“say please again but this time use my name, i like the way you say it”

“give me my book back lorenzo”

“go on a date with me y/n”

you paused and looked at his face

“if i say yes” you smiled “will you leave me alone”

“yes… but i can’t promise you’ll want to leave me alone after the date” he said walking towards you

“ew”

“your blushing” he said bringing his hands up to your face and moving some hair behind your ear

“it’s just hot” you said slowly

“yeah… it is” he said before leaving

you sighed and sat down “i didn’t even get my book back”

#lorenzo berkshire #hogwarts #harry potter #slytherin #fanfic #x reader #louis partridge #theodore nott x reader #theodore nott #blaise zabini #pansy parkinson #draco malfoy

[marjorie189]

Heyy congrats on your first blurb celebration! I would like to request 🌸 from list 3, number 15 with Louis Partridge please :)

hiii!! thank you so much 💛💖

here's something sweet & short :)

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Louis is a great boyfriend. He really is. 

But another thing he is, is annoying. 

He loves to pick at you, until the point where you finally break. 

Louis just loves to see you mad. It annoys the living crap out of you. 

Whenever he was bored, that was his hobby. 

You didn’t mind pet names, but bunny. Just something about it aggravated you. 

Who would want to be called ‘bunny’? You cringed just thinking about it. 

That was one name you never let him call you. 

But Louis, oh Louis.

“Come on, bunny,” He would tease, with a smirk. 

“Don’t ever fucking call me that again!” You replied, with an annoyed expression. 

He let out a laugh, throwing his head back. 

All day he’d been vexing you and you’d just had enough. 

But you loved him. 

-

Thank you! 

Hope you enjoyed! 

Taglist: @annab-nana @hoodpankow @alaynahope714 @jeyramarie @lemur46 @goldenroutledge

#louis partridge #louis partridge imagine #louis partridge x reader #louis partridge blurb #louis partridge x y/n #louis partridge fanfic #louis partridge fanfiction

[slayingqueenchal]

do you take lord tewksbury requests if yes than I have an idea in witch it's a really hot day or something like that and the reader faints the tewksbury helps them.

love u<3

The day is hot, but you're hotter | V. Tewkesbury x y/n

This is fluff fluff fluff, and a bit cheesy but I think we all love a bit of cheesy love story right. And yes as someone who has fainted before I'll make this😭😭. And some small tw : tewks opened y/ns clothes so he could take off your corset, but it's not detail and there's no smut. It's only loving, and caring.

"They're beautiful, aren't they? " You smiled looking at the flowers. It was a hot summer, and you cursed your self for wearing thick clothes. "Yeah but, it's not as beautiful as you" Tewkesbury took your hand and gave your hand a little kiss.

"Tewkesbury" You said. The corset you were wearing were tighter today. "Yes, love? " He smiled at you.

"Tewkesbury, it's getting.. It's getting a bit hot isn't it? C-can we go? I-i think my corset is too.." You said. There was barely any people in the park. You felt confused, it's as if you were floating.

Then, you heard a "oh shoot! " Before you felt a hand behind you, and everything went black and fuzzy.

"Y/n, y/n, love? Are you alright? " Tewkesbury asked. You didn't see the sun, you saw a roof, that you were familiar with. Tewkesbury's room.

You sat up to see everything around you. You were wearing a white night gown. And you didn't feel like you were going to choke to death.

"Look, love, I'm sorry, I took your clothes off.. You said something about your corset being too tight and I had to take it off" Tewkesbury sighed, looking down.

"You know.. That's fine, if you didn't do that I would've run out of breath" You smiled and looked at him. His hair, and his suit, messy.

"Viscount Tewkesbury did you carry me all the way from the park? " You asked him, grinning. "I had too, I was panicking" He gave a small smile.

"I love you" "I love you, more".

#viscount tewkesbury icons #viscount tewkesbury marquess of basilwether #tewkesbury x reader #tewksbury icons #tewkesbury imagine #lord tewksbury #lord viscount tewksbury #y/n x Tewkesbury #fanfic #fanfiction #y/n story #louis partridge #enola holmes #enola 2 #enola holmes 1 #enola holmes 2

[starzioo]

do yall ever scream at ur phone when u see ur fav bf or is it just me.

#slytherin boys #fandom #fanfic #slytherin #blaise zabini #slytherin fanfiction #theodore nott #lorenzo berkshire #lorenzo zurzolo #louis partridge #benjamin wadsworth #fangirl #jacob elordi #timothée chalamet #leonardo dicaprio #hayden christensen #damon salvatore #josh hutcherson #miguel spiderman #robert pattinson #penn badgley #ross lynch #matthew gray gubler #dylan o'brien #drew starkey #dominic fike #dacre montgomery #joe jonas #henry cavill #andrew lincoln

[s1ater]

lorenzo’s luck.

pairings. mobster!slytherin boys x fem!reader

about. in which it’s been a rough couple of weeks and lorenzo is facing the heat of it all.

warnings. swearing, a beating,

ricky rocks. okay, new idea sense i’ve been watching the sopranos lately and writing generic slytherin boys is getting boring for me rn… also i’ve been seeing some stuff abt lorenzo on tiktok and even something on here and i think i characterized him totally wrong? but also not because i read the book (but not really) he originally came from and he didn’t seem as sweet and innocent as people play him as. idk, i’ll stick to what i have now but lmk what y’all think ig

everything and everyone was on edge.

for the past two weeks the feds had been down your neck, jeopardizing your whole lifestyle and way of work.

everyone was in a pissy mood because of it—because when the feds were on your ass, that meant having to be careful, and your job was hard thing to be careful about when every move you made was highly incriminating. so when being careful, you barely got to work, and no work meant no profit.

it was hard to specify exactly what you did.

you were a mobster.

there it is, in the simplest form.

there was a lot of pressure in being one, especially when law enforcement was there to make things ten times harder.

and it wasn’t only affecting you, but entirety of your group;

“you’re a fuckin’ idiot, lorenzo, you realize that? take a fuckin’ look at yourself in the mirror and stare at something that isn’t just your face and realize you’re a fool,” mattheo’s voice erupts so suddenly through the air, startling all of you. “get your shit together.”

it was already starting. you, theodore, blaise, lorenzo, and mattheo had just barely taken a step into one of the many backrooms of the businesses mattheo’s father owned when the composure came fumbling down.

lorenzo had just barely sat his ass in one of the leather seats when the attention was pinned to him, “jesus, what’s up you’re ass m?” he laughs, but you can tell it’s a nervous one. “jesus.”

you glance to theodore who winces at the response like it was his own. that was the worst possible thing to say, especially to mattheo, especially right now where his anger and frustration was at an all time high.

you can see that anger pulse through his skin in a spike as he finally seems to processes lorenzo’s antagonizing words.

oh boy.

“fuckin’ saved your ass, enzo. you know what my fathers saying? that you’re a loose fucking cannon and i need to let you go,” he has his hand raised, shaking it in his face. “and you know what? we don’t let people go. there’s no such thing as letting someone go in our business. that’s a rare ever occurrence.”

letting someone go is disposing them. taking them out to the back and putting them down like a dog.

“get your head on straight and don’t you forget that you wouldn’t be here without me, because you’d be dead.”

“you act like you’re so fucking clear minded,” he huffs, leaning his head against the palm of hand.

that was enough.

mattheo swings himself around, throwing his fist into the face of enzo as hard as he can. you flinch at the sound of enzo’s nose cracking beneath the contact of mattheo's knuckles. you feel yourself tense up at the noise not letting up, but rather playing over and over, filling the room with ugly sounds of punches fill the room.

“mattheo-“

your call out is cut off as theodore takes your shoulder, pulling you back, “don’t.”

“he’s going to kill him.”

“he won’t,” he pulls you even closer and further away from the violent scene unfolding before you all, tightening his grip. “lorenzo’s too viable.”

he was right. even as enzo was a loose canon, he brought in a lot of profit and kept his end clean… for the most part.

lo was too salient for mattheo to kill, but his loud mouth was enough to tip mattheo over the edge.

it was a perfect way for him to blow off steam; beating in the face of his friend.

***

“don’t you look like a dime.”

it’s been a week since mattheo went on his little rampage, and you were now just seeing lorenzo in his healing state.

you’re smiling up at him, pinching his cheek as he rolls his eyes to your attention, “yeah, yeah, get off my back.”

he looked far from a dime; his nose was broken causing both his eyes to sport dark rings of bruising around them while the lining of his jaw was turning a dark purple and yellow.

“you and mattheo civil now?”

“define your idea of civil.”

“well, you’re not dead, so I assume you two are as civil as civil gets in mattheo’s terms.”

he scoffs, “yeah, well, let’s hope mattheo and his father are on the same page and I don’t end up dead in the next week.”

over a month ago, some of lorenzo’s boys hijacked a truck everyone was told specifically not to mess with despite the fair amount of profit that could come from it. and unfortunately, they dug themselves an already deep hole, deeper by obtaining the truck through a casualty.

lorenzo had received the blame, despite it having nothing to do with him other than the men being under his supervision and responsibility. he had to pay for it, and he did…

“you’re on the higher end of things, he won’t kill you.”

“that’d be the exact reason for him to kill me,” lorenzo corrects you. “I’m on the higher end for a reason, i can’t fuck up.”

you press your lips into a thin line at the thought of his words. mattheo’s beating must’ve really enlightened lorenzo because there was rarely ever a moment you caught him in such a grave mood where he was so in touch with reality.

his attitude on life was light and so unserious; you were unsure on how mattheo even recruited him when that was the exact opposite that this job sought out for. but then again, the boy recruited all of you.

“then don’t fuck up,” he laughs lightly, but it’s caught in the back of his throat. “again.”

“great advice, y/l/n,” he glances at you, “really got that one on the nose.”

“don’t be a douche,” you slap him lightly. “I don’t know what you want me to say, lo. you’re alive, you’ll stay that way too as long as you don’t press your luck.”

“hard to press my luck when I don’t have any in the first place.”

you gaze at the side of his face, attempting to gage the general emotion or even thought process going through his head, but there was nothing. not even his usual perma-smile could be found.

***

“someone approached me awhile ago-“

“who?”

“doesn’t matter who—a clients girlfriend,” lorenzo is anxious, pacing back and forth before all of you in the backyard of mattheo’s home. “i was offered a deal.”

you wince immediately.

lorenzo had collected the whole lot of you; everyone except mattheo. you all sat on his back deck, fixating between the full beautiful greenery backyard of the riddle home and lorenzo, who hadn't spoken till now.

a deal.

he should’ve stopped there.

“a deal?” blaise arched a brow, now leaning on his forearms that rest on his knees. “what kind of deal?”

you all knew exactly what type of deal it was.

enzo’s eyes don’t reach any yours, but he’s stopped pacing, wondering whether he should really speak it now.

don’t say it.

“immunity,” he says it flat out, bringing truth to all of your thoughts. but he doesn’t seem ashamed to this with the way he looks at each and every one of you in the eye finally. “she said once we all get impounded, there’s a way out for me.”

once. not if.

“i tell them everything. i rat every single one of you out and i’m given immunity.”

you all look up at him like he’s crazy. and he is; to be speaking like this to a bunch of mobsters—threatening the entirety of their life and business is crazy.

“we get thirty years plus. there’s no doubt. they get us and we’re already laid in our graves before trial because what we’ve done is absurd-“

“are you saying you’re a rat, berkshire?”

“no,” he shakes his head fast. “no, not at all.”

“that’s not what i’m hearing,” draco shakes his head. “i’m hearing you’re getting nervous with all this recent snooping of the feds and you’re fuckin’ rat.”

“fuck off, malfoy. i’m just telling you what i was told. i’m not a goddamn rat. i’d have to be mental to give up all we’ve done-“ his hand finds his forehead and he’s pacing again. “fuck if i even remember half of it.”

you’re all back to silence, thinking about this. rat or not, this did not look good for him.

your eyes suddenly settle on the light and distant bruising under enzo’s eyes; finally healing. you think about mattheo beating in his face over and over, and then you think about what he’d do if he ever found out about lorenzo’s offer.

“they have a lot of shit on mattheo.”

you all look back up to lorenzo now, a certain interest now crossing each of you again.

“what type of shit exactly?”

“type of shit you don’t get parole with… or out of jail for that matter,” he looks even more stressed than before. “she said the rest of you could have chances of a life after serving. not him.”

this wasn’t a surprise. mattheo always had a quality that none of you did when it came to getting things done; something sociopathic. he always took risk without question of consequence. he moved in silence, he didn’t hesitate, didn’t think, he always got things done faster than all of you combined.

so if mattheo did something beyond all of your usual tasks, you wouldn’t be surprised.

“i mean that makes sense, matty’s been at this longer than the rest of us,” you reasoned it out, only to be stopped immediately.

“no, you don’t understand,” enzo shook his head.

“what exactly are we not understanding here, enzo? you seem to know something, so why don’t you just spit it out,” theodore sits up, speaking for once. there’s obvious annoyance and distaste in his mouth as he stares at the boy before you with a narrowed look.

lorenzo pauses, looking back at him with the same look. you can tell there’s a thought process behind his eyes, and his anxiousness is slowly melting away.

“you know, where do you guys think this is all going? genuinely. you think we’re going to spend the next couple of months running clubs, collecting money, and beating up the occasional person that’s late on their payments for fun?” lorenzo has turned sour, looking at each of you almost as if he hates you all for your ignorance. “this is for life, and we’re only at the beginning point.”

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*Sherlock gives case advice for Enola*

Enola: I'll make sure to write that down-

Sherlock: Write down courting Tewkesbury while you're at it.

Enola:

#I can see this happening bc Sherlock slowly wishing Tewkesbury would propose and get it over with is very Sherlock of him- #he knows damn well Holmesbury is in love and is probably the biggest Holmesbury shipper lmao #if Sherlock knows... he knows and Enola is very aware of it #holy shit this was make a good fanfic.. here's an idea for you talented writers out there! you know who you are ;) #Holmesbury #enola x tewkesbury #lord tewksbury #enola holmes 2 #enola holmes #sherlock holmes #louis partridge #millie bobby brown #henry cavill

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Love letters

Lorenzo Berkshire x reader

Summary : Someone keep sending you Love letters

Words : 1k

It all started a few weeks ago when I found a love letter in my locker.

This morning I opened my locker as usual to pick up my belongings, but I was surprised to find a love letter written for me.

My love,

I can't help thinking about you every day. You're the most amazing person I've ever met. Your beauty inside and out leaves me speechless. Every time I'm with you, I feel alive and happy. I just wanted you to know how much I love you and how important you are to me. I'm lucky to have you in my life and I can't wait to spend every moment with you. You're the person I've always been looking for, my soul mate. I love you more than anything in the world. With all my love

X

I couldn't help but smile as I read every sweet word and felt the delicate fragrance that emanated from it. The letter was not signed, which made the situation even more mysterious.

At first, I thought it was a joke from my friends, but when I looked closer, I realized that the letter was serious. My heart began to beat faster as I read the sweet words written on the letter. I was both moved and intrigued. Who could have written that letter? Is it someone I know? Or is he a secret admirer?

After you get your things back, you'll go to Hermione and tell her everything.

- Hi Hermione, you'll never guess what happened to me today.

_ Hi Y/N, what happened?

-I found a love letter in my locker this morning.

- A love letter? Oh wow, who wrote it?

-I have no idea. That's what makes it even more mysterious.

- What does the letter say?

-She was very sweet and romantic. She said how beautiful and smart I am and how much that person would like to spend more time with me.

- That's so romantic! But how are you going to find out who wrote the letter?

-I don't know yet, but I'll investigate. I'll look for clues and see if I can find people who are behaving strangely around me. Hermione: -You must be so romantic, a secret admirer. I'm sure you'll find out who he is.

-I hope so. But it's also kind of scary to think someone's looking at me without me knowing it.

- I understand. But I'm sure everything will be fine and you'll find out who that person is. In the meantime, enjoy the attention!

- Thank you, Hermione. I'll keep you apprised of my progress in the investigation.

So I went to my classroom .

The next morning you were once again going to get your belongings , and once again you had the joy of finding a letter .

Dear Y/N,

I'm writing you this letter to tell you how much I'm in love with you. Ever since the day I met you, I haven't stopped thinking about you. You have illuminated my life with your presence and you have become the most important person to me. I admire your beauty, your kindness, your intelligence and your strength. You inspire me to be a better person every day. I just wanted to tell you that I love you, and that I would do anything for you. If you accept my feelings, I promise to cherish you and take care of you for the rest of my life.

With all my love,

X

I then began to pay more attention to the people around me. I noticed a boy who always seemed to look at me in a strange way. It was a snake from my DADA class, Lorenzo I think. I started to wonder if he was writing me those letters. I began to observe him discreetly, looking for clues about his behavior and habits. He was sitting behind me in class.

And as the days went by I began to cross her gaze a lot whether it was in class or even in the big hall At first, it made me uncomfortable, but the more I saw him, the more I began to wonder why he was staring at me so much. As the days went by , I kept getting so many letters . One day, after class, I decided to talk to him. I approached him and asked him if he needed help with anything. He blushed a little and stuttered before telling me he just wanted to get to know each other. We started talking and I discovered that we had a lot in common. It was the beginning of a beautiful friendship and maybe even a crush.

Dear Y/N

I can't hide my feelings for you anymore. Ever since I met you, you're the only person that matters to me. I think about you all the time, and every moment I spend with you is a moment of intense happiness. I wanted to write you this letter to tell you how much I love you and how much you mean to me. You're the most important person to me, and I can't imagine my life without you. I'd like to offer you something. If you don't mind, I'd like to set you up somewhere. I don't want to pressure you, but I really wish we could spend some time together, just you and me. If you say yes, I suggest you meet us this Saturday afternoon at 2:00 p. m. , underneath the tree by the lake. We could walk, talk and maybe even have a picnic together. I understand that you may have doubts or fears, but I want you to know that I will do anything for you. I look forward to seeing you Saturday afternoon.

I love you more than anything in the world.

with all my love

X

Oh, my God, that was a surprise. My secret admirer had just given an appointment. Were I going to go? Of course.

I waited all morning impatiently . Who could it be? asked you

When it was finally time, I didn’t waste a minute and left almost running towards the meeting place. I finally slow down when you get close to the place .

And there was Lorenzo Berkshire, the stytherin was near the tree, waiting for you

You're going to join him

He then explained to me that since the beginning of the year, he had feelings for me but he didn't dare tell me. The love letters were his way of showing me how much he cared about me. I was touched by his sincerity and realized that I had feelings for him, too. We started seeing each other and being together. 

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