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LOYAL LINES, LOYAL STUNTS (WAYHAUGHT COLLEGE AU): CHAPTER 9-fatbob

Took me a minute to write this because i had to get some help. I have 0 first hand sibling or police experience so i had to call in some friends advice. But here is Chapter 9 and wayhaught action is coming soon...very soon.

AO3: https://archiveofourown.org/works/16373183/chapters/40642073

Waverly was running off of pure adrenaline and partially whiskey. She was laying in the middle of green grass, her coat zipped up all the way. The whiskey helped settle the gnawing sickness Waverly felt growing in the pit of her belly. She kept the liquid courage in a small flask that doc gave her years ago. Wynonna convinced her to always keep something strong on her at all times for “emergencies”. Today was one of those emergency days. She did try to do school work, tried to keep face with other sigmas as they comforted her, and she kept her composure until she knew the spare soccer field would be empty. Until everyone would not be looking for her and she could turn her phone off and go there to be alone.

After intense cheer practices or finals week this became her spot to decompress and drink in peaceful quiet. Waverly winced as the whiskey burned her throat when she swallowed it quickly. while securing the top of the flask back on a loud rumble of a motorcycle pulling into the parking lot shook her from her thoughts. Thoughts about how maybe she should have called a certain security officer instead or in fact called anyone else instead. A long silver chopper roared closer, the rider confidently weaving around the fence to ride on the concrete walkway parallel to the metal bleacher. The bike reflected the stadium lights creating a glare against Waverly’s vision.

She was propped up on an elbow after trying to push herself up and realizing she was more tipsy than she thought. The bike slowed before reaching the middle of the field where Waverly was laying and clumsily attempting to get up. It was a brand new Harley Davidson Fatbob with flames etched into the chrome hood light and tire covers. It gleamed with gold tinted accents against chrome and matte black finishes as the bike tipped against the light. The bike came to a complete stop, but it was left running as the rider dismounted the main seat of the bike. The rider was wearing an almost completely black helmet except for the faded Revenant logo on the side of the helmet. A black leather vest perfectly fit to the curve of the riders chest and fit her like a second skin. On the front of the vest a patch read Revenant MC and below that President in scripty times new roman.

Waverly started to push her flask into her book bag before hiccuping and struggling to steady herself on her feet. She was shaky for so many reasons and it was not just the whiskeys fault. No, the whiskey caused her cheeks to flush red and her brain to mellow out. A hand gripped her bicep and helped her to stand up completely straight. Waverly turned her face and through a flipped up visor was met with broody green eyes. Eyes that had seen their fare share of growing up too soon, pain, and horror.

They reminded Waverly so much of the ones she saw every morning when she looked into a mirror. Diverting her gaze she reached for her own wrist rubbing small circles there to help her calm down. It was something Nicole did the other day that helped her relax when she felt like the walls around her were collapsing. Long brown curls similar to hers flowed in the wind once as a helmet fell to the side of the woman where Waverly kept her eyes fixed.

"Hi, Willa", she strongly said without looking up. Her eldest sister gripped her chin and pulled her to look her face over. Willa searched Waverly’s face for anything, a scar, a bruise, before dropping her gloved hand. Waverly kept staring at her sisters face she felt a range of emotions. It looked so familiar but somehow so different less angry than she always remembered. Waverly wanted to scream at her sister and she could feel the words in the back of her throat.

Yet, nothing came out and she swallowed back tears instead. Willa saw the tears forming when their eyes connected and they both looked away before she was pushing her helmet into her Waverly’s hand. Upclose a sickle and Eve was airbrushed into the sides of the helmet lightly as Waverly rotated the helmet in her hands. She could only swallow hard and wipe away the tear that managed to fall before adjusting the helmet over her head. Protesting would end up nasty especially when she was the one who called her.

"Time to get you somewhere warm angel face,” Willa said as she walked back to the bike. The hogs exhaust rumbling low and gravely when she sunk back down onto the driver's seat. There was nothing to say now and Waverly pulled her backpack tight against her shoulder. She saddled onto the back of the seat and pushed the visor down. Willa was tying her own hair back in a ponytail and waited for Waverly to give her the go ahead. Waverly slid her arms around her sister and adjusted as Willa flipped up the kick stand while turning on the main headlight. I really should have just called Nicole she thought. Waverly could see a flashing light reflecting through the tinted visor. It wasn't anything but a security car doing rounds but Waverly was still on edge.

“Lets go,” she said through the helmet. Willa snailed off slowly across the grass field until she hit pavement. The fat bob roared with life as Willa shifted gears and pulled out of the lot. She was actually going speed limit Waverly thought as she watched the familiar streets and business pass by. Waverly felt the lump in her throat grow, she didn’t even know where Willa was taking her. *** Nicole gazed at her phone with a mixture of sadness and annoyance. Waverly had texted her that something had come up with Wynonna so they would have to have that talk another time. She felt for Waverly having to babysit her sister once again but she wanted to see Waverly. She missed Waverly and she had only just seen the girl that morning. Heck she even slept in the same bed as her. But, Nicole missed the brunette who seemed to bounce into her good graces so easily. The brunette who was making it hard for her to pay attention to the paperwork on her desk because her lips were having flashbacks to the feeling of Waverly’s against hers.

She really did wish she was able to say screw Champ and his feelings, but she would never push Waverly away from who she wanted even if he was a Chump. On purpose. The annoyance had nothing to do with Waverly nor her urge to just find the girl and continue the kiss from the night prior. That had to deal with one of the police academy’s she applied to. The Gendarmerie in northern Saskatchewan’s website kept crashing every time she went to refresh the link. Nicole received an official email that said her application and recommendation had been received via the fax she sent earlier in the day.The link was supposed to let her know if she had been at least accepted to start attempting to take her training courses there. They said the results would be ready in an hour and it had been an hour and then some.

“This is taking forever,” Nicole groaned under her breath.

“Maybe you should take a break then from hitting the refresh button Haught,” Lonnie mumbled from the student officer desk.

Nicole glared at him but, she knew he was probably right. Standing up from her seat she told him she was taking her dinner break and slipped out of the offices. She ended up taking a security vehicle onto campus and grabbing a slice of pizza before she went to one of her many hiding spots. It was the parking lot of the barely used Woodbridge soccer field. The one where the campus potheads would often gather to smoke on the bleachers when it was warmer out.

It was usually empty this time of year because of the changing weather. Nicole thought about how she would sometimes go there after basketball training or practice. She would park in the lot and sit in her car gazing at the clouds through the sunroof of her car. Thinking about everything and nothing, sometimes very rarely bumming a joint off of one of the aforementioned potheads and clearing her head. It was there and the spot at the edge of the woods where Nicole would think about the future and helping people in one of the best ways she could think of. Being a cop. And, now she was so close her fingers could refresh that link one more time.

Nicole pulled into a spot in the lot, before grabbing the slice of pizza in one hand and fishing for her phone in the other. She was opening the email yet again and a loud engine kicked its way into the parking lot but faded towards the grassy field. Her eyes became focused while she continued to chew the pizza in her mouth and watched the motorcycle causing the noise approach the middle of the field. There was a person standing there,her protective instincts wondered if she should call it in. But, a ding let her know the page had actually loaded this time.

Her brown eyes looked down at the screen and her jaw clenched. Congratulations were the first words Nicole read and she stared in disbelief.

“I got in,” she smiled to herself and looked back up through the windshield. The biker and new companion were now leaving the field. She made a note to write a suspicious persons report when she got back in to the office. Right now though she had to call Dolls and everyone else to let them know, she was officially going to be a cop. *** Obeying the speed limit lasted until Willa reached a more scenic route. Waverly noticed they were leaving town as the streetlights became fewer and fewer. They were on the back roads that led to trails into the forest. It was dark but she could still make out the large conifer trees surrounding her from the headlight. Willa started to slow down as they reached one of the older secluded suburbs outside of the college town. The chopper leaned smoothly against a tight turn onto one of the dead end roads in the cul de sac. The bright golden head light lit up the rust colored brick of a large three story family house at the end of the road. Willa pulled into the backyard of the house her tires grinding against the stone driveway until she cut the engine in the grass. She dismounted first before helping Waverly do the same. Waverly pulled off her sisters helmet and looked around on the property which held more land than could be observed from the front of the house.

The sun was setting but, she could see that the yard was huge and spanned at least 100 feet in the distance before a large wooden fence met the start of the woods. Two large sheds, one with a window and lights inside sat close to that edge of the property. Based on the amount of tarp covering the one Waverly knew exactly what illicit things were being grown there. Bikes of varying sizes and models were parked in worn out spots near the back deck attached to the house. A few of them Waverly recognized especially one that highly resembled peacemaker. Despite the motorcycles, a few empty stray beer cans, and low playing rock and roll it looked normal. Waverly felt a cold gaze on her and turned around.

“It’s nice right, and i thought you would never call me,” Willa said staring straight through her sister.

“Me too,” Waverly responded quickly avoiding her sisters eyes.

“So, Why did you im sure youve got friends, or a boyfriend. Hell from what Wy, says maybe a girlfriend. You even have her and yet you called me.” Willa asked her sister while keeping her own hands firmly settled in her jean pockets.

Waverly was silent and just gazed at Willa like she was from another planet. She was filled with the same conflicting feelings that gnawed at her insides earlier. Wait Wynonna and Willa talked and about her? When?

“Come on Waverly you have to say something.”

Waverly closed her eyes and took a breath but, remained quiet.

“Of course angel face.” Willa scoffed impatiently, “You call me, have me waste gas just to say nothing to me. I am trying and you just stand there judging me because you're the perfect one.”

Waverly’s expression went from cold to sad and then she started to shout her voice getting louder and louder.

“My name isn’t perfect Willa,” Waverly pronounced both syllables of her elder sister’s name. “I am not perfect and i would love if you and everyone stopped thinking i am so damn perfect. Ya Know the sister you made run away to an entirely different province because you were a fuck up. My name is Waverly fucking Earp and i am just as much a screw up as you you. You who abandoned us for your boyfriend and the stupid revenants. Waverly Earp not angel or angel face.” Her voice giving away the watery tears daring to break through.

Willa stood up straighter and started to approach Waverly, her expression wasn’t an easily read one. Waverly instinctively went rigid. A sad chuckle rested on the cold fall air. Willa stepped forward again and rested her hand on Waverly’s shoulder, “I’m not going to hit you Waves. And, I am so sorry for everything, but also you kind of are a revenant too.”

Waverly shrugged and mumbled, “Technically and i know you are Will.” She moved forward to meet Willa in an awkward hug. Willa held her sister there for a second before saying over Waverly’s shoulder, “Wynonna you can put the gun down now.”

The sound of a gun clicking into safety came from the porch.

“Just making sure,” Wynonna said, “and I hate to break this up but, we have other things to take care of.”

A loud crash of glass came from the house.

Willa freed her hair from her hairband before heading towards the door. Waverly noticed the icy resolved of the Willa she once knew replace this warmer one. She mumbled to her sisters as she passed them, “Come on you two,” before she opened the door to a warmly lit kitchen.

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hiddensamurai · 6 years

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I’m reading too many Wayhaught college AUs at the same time and I’ve been getting lost with what has happened in each story 😂🙈😂🙈

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1hatlady · 5 years

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Waverly Earp, sophomore in college, decides to stop messing around and finally have sex with a woman.

She does not anticipate falling as hard as she does.

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AKA the tinder match!au

#wayhaught #femslash #tinder #waveryly earp #nicole haught #college au #wynonna earp

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wynonnaearpaesthetics · 6 years

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Wayhaught College Roadtrip

Nicole and Waverly meet the summer before college and decide to spend their time together roadtripping to different places. They start slowly falling in love and take pictures of eachother the whole time

Requests are open!

#nicole haught #waverly earp #wayhaught #wynonnaearpaesthetics #wynonna earp #college au

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anametodefineme-blog · 5 years

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Chapters: 1/? Fandom: Wynonna Earp (TV) Rating: Teen And Up Audiences Warnings: No Archive Warnings Apply Relationships: Waverly Earp/Nicole Haught, Waverly Earp & Nicole Haught Characters: Waverly Earp, Nicole Haught, Jeremy Chetri, Chrissy Nedley, Robin Jett Additional Tags: AU, Alternate Universe - College/University Summary:

This is actually a college Wayhaught AU. Waverly is an Anthropology major because she wants to be an archaeologist.

@wayhaughtficrec

#college au #wayhaught #wynonna earp #wynonna earp spoilers #nicole haught #waverly earp

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burnt-toaster-waffles · 6 years

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Chapters: 4/? Fandom: Wynonna Earp (TV) Rating: Not Rated Warnings: Creator Chose Not To Use Archive Warnings Relationships: Waverly Earp/Nicole Haught, Wynonna Earp/Doc Holliday, Wynonna Earp & Mercedes Gardener Characters: Waverly Earp, Nicole Haught, Xavier Dolls, Doc Holliday (Wynonna Earp), Chrissy Nedley, Randy Nedley, Wynonna Earp, Mercedes Gardner Additional Tags: Alternate Universe - College/University

Next chapter is now up!

#wynonna earp #nicole x waverly #wayhaught #waverly earp #fanfic #college au

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bootz-n-catz · 7 years

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Chapters: 1/1 Rating: Explicit Series: Part 2 of I've Just Seen a Face WARNING: NICOLE IN A SUIT

Read here or on AO3

Nicole grunted as she lifted another box out of the truck and slowly carried it up the dorm stairs. Sweat was making her shirt cling to her back and even though she had pushed the sleeves of her shirt up over her shoulders a long time ago, she was still overheating. Her thighs burned as she finished off the last few stairs. Thankfully Waverly's dorm was pretty close to the stairs. She walked through the door, smiling at Waverly who was unpacking a box of books.

She dropped the box on another stack and leaned against it as she caught her breath. She plucked at the front of her shirt that was sticking to her uncomfortably. Damn sweat.

"What the hell is in this thing?" Nicole kicked the bottom box lightly but it just thunked hollowly, barely moving. Waverly walked over and opened it up. Nicole looked inside and was not as surprised as she should have been. "More books. I've never known someone with so many books."

"Well, then you've never known someone like me," Waverly said turning so she was facing her girlfriend. She ran her hands up Nicole's arms and smiled up at her. "Thank you for carrying my stuff in for me."

She tried to pull Nicole against her but she held the other girl away by the hips. "I'm so sweaty, babe."

Waverly squeezed Nicole's biceps lovingly and pressed her body to Nicole's anyways. "I kinda like it," she said admiring her arms, "Did you know sweating releases pheromones?"

Nicole raised an eyebrow at Waverly and leaned down to peck her lips. "Oh really?"

The brunette nodded and played with the sweaty hairs at the base of Nicole's neck. She leaned down and gave Waverly what was supposed to be a brief peck on the lips, but Waverly gripped her hair and deepened the kiss. Nicole was definitely not going to complain, especially when Waverly was doing those things she was doing with her tongue. She widened her stance so that Waverly wouldn't have to stand on her tip toes anymore. It was also convenient because now Waverly could stand between her legs and their bodies could press together as closely as possible.

"Hey, Wave- oh my god you guys!" Wynonna's voice brought their lips apart and Nicole groaned in frustration. Waverly pressed her face into Nicole's chest to surprise a giggle while the red head shot a look at her sister. "Didn't I deal with this enough over the summer, guys?"

Wynonna gave them an exasperated look as Waverly scoffed. "Nicole only stayed with us a week," Waverly said pulling away from Nicole, "And you only walked in on us once."

"Once too many," Wynonna said in a scoffing voice. She threw herself on Waverly's bed. "Not the mention all the gross facetimes and phone calls I had to be privy to. If I have to listen to you two talk while you watch the same show over the phone one more time, I'll kill one of you."

"It's the only way to watch 'The Facts of Life'," Waverly insisted.

Wynonna threw a stray pillow at them. "The wall between our rooms is very thin," Wynonna said pointing at them, "And I know for a fact that it wasn't always 'Facts of Life'. Unless Joe and Blair did a lot more then I ever knew about."

Nicole blushed as Waverly stomped her foot angrily. "It's just gay cinema, Wynonna!"

"Whatever," Wynonna said picking up one of Waverly's books and flipping through it. She got bored within two seconds and threw it back on the pile. "Can I just say, that this whole you dating my sister thing isn't working out for me."

"And why's that?" Nicole asked, wrapping her arms around Waverly's waist from behind.

"Because," Wynonna said pointing at her, "now you're too busy carrying her boxes to carry mine."

"Why don't you get one of your boy toys to carry them for you?" Nicole teased, "I'm sure Doc or Dolls would help you out."

Wynonna scoffed and waved a dismissive hand at them. "So I can end up like you two? No thank you."

The two pointedly ignored Wynonna, Waverly leaning fully back into Nicole. She kissed the side of her neck and Waverly giggled. The older Earp made a very distinct gagging sound but it just made Nicole grab her girlfriend tighter.

Waverly was lucky enough to have a room to herself, albeit very small, but the bathroom connected to another room. It was the dorms for the "gifted" kids or, as Wynonna wouldn't let Waverly forget all summer, the "nerd rooms". But Waverly having a room mostly to herself only meant good things for Nicole, so she wasn't going to partake in the making fun of.

The bathroom door opened and a short, skinny Indian boy walked through. He had lab goggles on his forehead and a crisp, brand new lab coat on. "Hi!" he said cheerfully, but his face immediately turned to concern, "I'm sorry, was I interrupting anything. I just came to say hi."

"Hi!" Waverly said, unfazed, "You must be my roommate! I'm Waverly. This is my sister Wynonna," she grunted in acknowledgement, "And my girlfriend Nicole."

She pulled herself from Nicole's arms and held her hand out for the boy.

"Jeremy," he said pointing to the embroidered name on his lab coat and taking Waverly's hand, "It's nice to meet you. I'm so glad you're gay too!" He shrugged awkwardly, looking between Nicole and Waverly,. "I mean, I'm guessing. Right?"

Nicole chuckled in good nature. "Yes, we are."

"Awesome!" he did a little hop in place, "I am too. It's nice that I've been here for a whole day and no one's thrown anything at me yet. It's kind of awesome. So I decided to throw myself into the whole gay thing. The Spectrum club is putting on a mixer tonight." He dug into the pocket of his lab coat and pulled out a folded up flier. "Are you going to go?"

Waverly looked over at Nicole who shrugged. "It's up to you."

"It could be fun," Waverly said threading her fingers through Nicole's and looking up at her. "It could be like a date."

Nicole couldn't help but smile widely. Waverly was so cute looking up at her like that, her excitement palpable. "Then let's do it," she said pecking the shorter girl's lips. Waverly squealed and Nicole could practically hear Wynonna roll her eyes.

"Wynonna will come with us," Nicole said with a wider smile.

Jeremy looked impossibly happy and it looked like he was physically restraining himself from jumping up and down. "Cool! Waverly, want to walk together?"

"Yeah!" she said. Nicole could tell she was feeding off his excitement and she tried to remember what it was like to be in your first year of college. Wynonna looked like she wanted to die already. Jeremy practically ran back into his room and Waverly threw her arms around Nicole's waist. "This is going to be fun."

Nicole kissed the top of her head and Waverly hummed in happiness.

"Nic!" Wynonna said suddenly standing up from the bed, "Let's hit the road if we're going to this thing then. You definitely have to take a shower and I have to start drinking."

Nicole squeezed Waverly gently. "She's right," she said leaning down to kiss Waverly, "I have to go. I'll meet you there?"

"Fine," Waverly sighed dramatically. Nicole kissed her again just before Wynonna dragged her out of the room.

Wynonna convinced Nicole to carry two boxes into their apartment for her, but she refused to carry anymore. Wynonna begged and threatened but Nicole just ignored her and got in the shower to wash the sweat and grime from the day off of her. It was great to be back. It was her Senior year, she had a beautiful girlfriend who had just moved to campus, she had been doing well in all of her classes and fully expected the same for this year. She was already starting to think of places to apply to before the end of the year. It seemed like this year was going to be pretty great.

"Hey!" Wynonna barged into the bathroom and Nicole opened the curtain just enough to get a good look at her.

"Don't you believe in privacy?"

"I've already seen your ass," Wynonna said holding a garment bag in one hand and managing two beers in the other, "There's nothing left to hide."

Nicole blushed. "That's why you should learn to knock before entering doors."

"What is this?" Wynonna asked brandishing the garment bag towards Nicole.

"It's mine. Why are you going through my stuff?"

"You should wear it," Wynonna said hanging it on the back of the bathroom door.

"Why? I was just going to wear my normal clothes."

Wynonna sat on the sink with a smirk. "Because, as much as I don't want to think about it, I know my sister will lose her mind if she sees you in that. And I don't want to think of the aftermath, but I would like to see Waverly acting like an idiot."

Nicole weighed the options in her head. It was something that Waverly would have never seen before...and if Wynonna thought that she would like it...

"Fine," Nicole said, "Why are you drinking two beers at once?"

The Earp fist pumped a little in victory and jumped off of the sink. "I'm not drinking two beers at once, idiot," she said walking over to Nicole, "This one is for you." She tipped her hand and pointed a bottle at Nicole. "Shower beer is the best beer. Remember all that stock we stole-"

"You stole-"

"Fine. I stole from the Queer Beer Festival that one time? That's when we discovered shower beer."

Nicole stared at it for a moment before taking it wordlessly. She pulled the curtain back and listened as Wynonna walked out of the bathroom and closed the door. Water dripped down her face and she wiped it away before taking a sip of her beer. Damn. Shower beer was good.

A little while and only one small bickering later, Wynonna and Nicole were walking to the house just off campus that the party was at. Nicole adjusted her tie and looked down at her suit. It was just a simple black suit with a white button up shirt, but she was getting a little more selfconscious the closer they got to the house.

"Stop it," Wynonna said when Nicole tugged on her sleeve for the fifth time, "You look hot. If I didn't know how annoyin you were, I'd prorbably try and jump your bones too."

"You're an idiot," Nicole murmured. She began to hear the sound of music and turned a corner to see the house at the end of the block. Nicole looked up and down the street to see if she saw any sign of Waverly. As soon as they entered the house, Wynonna was handing Nicole a red cup. She always seemed to find the booze almost immediatly. Maybe booze just found her.

"Ugh, gross," Wynonna said after taking a long chug, "Jungle juice. Choice of Freshies everywhere. Better drink it fast, Haught."

She took a cautious sip, cringing at the cheap alcohol. She figured it was better to get it over with. She quickly drank the contents down with the expertise that a person finds after partying with Wynonna for years. Afterwards, she crushed the cup and tossed the cup in the trash along with Wynonna. With a few blinks as the alcohol went through her system, she took a look around the living room for Waverly. Nothing.

She walked into the kitchen, Wynonna close behind when she saw Waverly sitting on the counter. There was a tall, dark haired woman leaning against the counter next to Waverly, all black, leather and rock and roll. Waverly was talking and gesturing wildly, a cup in her hand and the other girl managed to look completely enthralled while clearly not paying any attention at all. Not that Nicole could blame her. Waverly had on a short skirt that showed off her legs and a top that hugged her in just the rigth way.

"Ugh, horny Freshman."

Wynonna nudged Nicole with her elbow, "You going to go beat that chick up or something?"

"Nope," Nicole said pouring herself and Wynonna a shot from one of the bottles at the counter, "No need." They took it easily before Nicole walked over to Waverly. As soon as Waverly saw her girlfriend approaching, she smiled brightly, the force of it crinkling her eyes. She violently threw out her arms towards her and Nicole smirked smugly. As she approached Waverly, she set her hands on her knees and let them move up her thighs as they went. Waverly wrapped her arms around Nicole's neck and pecked her lips over and over. If it wasn't clear by the tint of her cheeks or the slight glaze over her eyes, the taste of alcohol on Waverly's lips would give away that she was drunk.

"Hey, baby," Nicole said between kisses, "Did you miss me?"

"I did," Waverly said playing with the hair at the base of Nicole's skull. The girl who had previously been talking to Waverly seemed to get the picture and disappeared pretty quickly. Wynonna took her place and nudged her sister.

"Stop it you guys, people are going to think you're gay," Wynonna said dryly as she drank more jungle juice.

"I am gay," Waverly said as if Wynonna didn't know, "Don't be mean, Wynonna."

"Where's your little gay best friend?" Wynonna asked looking around.

"He's dancing with a boy," Waverly said with a giggle. She pointed vaguely towards the living room where Jeremy was pulling off some sort of weird nerdy dance move.

"Oh, god, I'll never be able to forget that," Wynonna said into her cup.

Nicole's attention turned back to Waverly when she felt her hands smooth down her chest and tug at her lapel. She looked up and saw Waverly looking at her suit, eyes wide.

"Baby, I didn't know you had this," Waverly whispered. She slipped her hands under the fabric of the jacket. Her hands played with the buttons. "You look like a sexy secret agent or something," she said pulling Nicole so close that her hips bumped on the tile of the counter.

"You're drunk," Nicole said with an amused smile. She took Waverly's cup, mostly drunk, and took a long sip.

Waverly gave an exaggerated shake of her head, hair tossing over her shoulder. Wynonna shoved Waverly a little bit from the side. "Oh, she's totally drunk," she said with a smirk, "Good luck, Haught, she gets extra handsy when she's drunk."

"Do not," Waverly said with a cute little pout. The way she was tugging on Nicole's tie definitely didn't help her claim though. Nicole finished off Waverly's drink and she began to feel the alcohol in her own system too. Her head was light, limbs a little heavy and lips numb. Waverly tugged her down by her tie and she went willingly, falling onto Waverly's lips with a sigh. She vaguely registered Wynonna grumbling something and disappearing but was too focused on how Waverly's thighs tightened around her waist and her skirt was so short she really could just-

"Hey, Waverly!" Jeremy said coming up behind them. It must have surprised Waverly because she bit Nicole's lip a little too hard when she jumped back in surprise. Nicole hissed and ran her tongue over it to soothe the area as Waverly peeked around her to look at her roommate. "Oh sorry," he said stuffing his hands in his pockets. At least he had taken the lab coat off. "We're going guys about to publicly fornicate? I hear that's big at college parties-"

"No, Jeremy," Waverly said, cutting him off. Nicole pulled away from Waverly reluctantly and leaned back against the counter next to her. "Are you having fun?"

Jeremy nodded and then smiled shyly. "Yeah, but I think I'm scaring people away from my dance moves. I...never really danced before."

Waverly slipped off of the counter with a huge smile and she took both of Jeremy's hands in hers. "I used to be a cheerleader," she said very seriously, "Let's dance, I can teach you some things."

"Okay!" Jeremy said following Waverly to the dance floor. Nicole remembered very much that Waverly was a cheerleader. She had treated Nicole to a private performance during her week with the Earp sisters over the summer.

Wynonna appeared again, her lips slightly redder and swollen, but Nicole didn't say anything. She handed a cup to Nicole who took it gratefully. The jungle juice didn't seem so bad anymore.

"Oh, fuck, he's dancing again," Wynonna muttered as they both watched Jeremy attempt to dance, "Maybe I should just put him out of his misery now."

"I bet he's not even eighteen," Nicole said as Waverly tried to get him to move his hips to some sort of beat, "Look at that baby face."

"Maybe we should have checked his ID."

Nicole didn't hear anything else that Wynonna said because Waverly began to dance, really dance, to the song and her whole mouth went dry. She put Jeremy's hands on her hips and swayed easily to the beat, her hips thrusting and gyrating in an almost mesmerizing way. She continued to drink, eyes never leaving Waverly's hips as they began to do...almost sinful things.

She did a particularly enthusiastic body roll and Nicole's grip tightened on her cup, the cheap plastic collapsing easily under her grip. Thankfully most of the liquid was in her stomach by that point. Her eyes followed the roll up Waverly's body, only to see big brown eyes staring back at her, a smug smirk on Waverly's lips. A little drunk smirk, too, but Nicole was too inebriated to really notice that herself.

"You are so whipped," Wynonna said taking Nicole's destroyed cup from her hands and finishing off the contents, "I'm getting out of here before I see something I don't want to see."

Nicole just nodded dumbly. Her feet carried her closer and closer to Waverly until her hands were on the girl's hips. It was like all the other sweaty, hormonal college kids gyrating in the living room faded into the distance and it was just the two of them, dancing in the middle. Waverly's shirt had ridden up and her skin was hot under Nicole's touch.

Thankfully it seemed like Jeremy got the hint and had disappeared somewhere. Not that Nicole would have noticed with the way her eyes were boring into Nicole's, hands back on her tie. She rested her forehead on Waverly's as needy hands threaded through red locks, tugging and scratching at her scalp. Nicole groaned at the feeling and pressed let her hands wander up the back of Waverly's shirt. Her skin was sticky with sweat and Nicole could feel the muscles move and jump under her fingers.

"You look...really good in this," Waverly said, looking at Nicole's outfit very deliberately. Nicole shivered under her gaze.

"This reminds me of the first time we met," Nicole said with a fond smile, "You were so cute."

"And you were so drunk," Waverly said tracing Nicole's lips with her thumb. The taller woman sucked Waverly's thumb into her mouth and traced it with her tongue before letting it go with a smirk.

Waverly pulled Nicole's head towards her own to kiss her. Their lips moved together almost sloppily, teeth clashing desperately. Nicole felt every nip and bite right between her legs. She needed more of Waverly.

She turned around and pressed her ass into Nicole, her arm around her neck. Nicole's hands remained low on her hips as she found the beat again. She buried her nose in Waverly's hair, breathing her in. She smelled like cinnamon and sweat and just...Waverly. Nicole trailed her lips down the slope of Waverly's neck before she found her pulse point. She bit her and soothed the area with her tongue, smirking when Waverly's hips lost rhythm for a second.

Waverly guided Nicole's lips back to hers and they kissed again. The brunette pulled back, breath ragged on Nicole's lips. "Nicole," she whispered, "I need you to fuck me."

Nicole moaned and pulled her so tight against her that neither of them could move anymore. She kissed her before grabbing her hand and pulling her towards the stairs. Nicole checked every bedroom, but they were all occupied. She briefly considered the bathroom but there was a line ten people long outside of it and the lust running through her veins was not going to allow her to wait. She practically jogged back down the stairs, Waverly close behind her, and tried to calculate how long it would take to get back to her apartment. Too long, probably. Instead she tugged Waverly along to the back door and ducked outside. The music was muted, bass pounding against the windows and the air was still heavy with the summer heat. She walked Waverly around to the side of the house where there was a storage shed and some bushes. There was the perfect spot between the two that was nearly invisible from the backyard and Nicole decided that's where they would go.

She pushed Waverly up against the side of the house and began kissing her neck. "Is this okay?" she murmured against the skin, salty with sweat.

Waverly just nodded breathlessly, fingers drunkenly working at the knot in Nicole's tie. She loosened it just enough to pull it loose so she could fumble with the buttons on Nicole's shirt. Nicole pushed her hand under Waverly's shirt and cupped her breast over her bra. She slowed her kisses down and just felt Waverly for a moment, the way she breathed against her, the weight of her breast in her palm.

Three very serious words were on the tip of her tongue, but she wasn't sure if a drunken hook up outside of a party was the best way to express them.

"Nicole," Waverly said tilting her hips towards her and wrapping a leg low on Nicole's hips. She gripped her girlfriend's leg and lifted it higher on her hips, pressing herself into Waverly and making her gasp. Her head tipped back and thumped against the side of the house, but she didn't seem to mind. Nicole's mouth tasted her throat as her hips moved with the ministrations. Waverly's skirt had ridden so high up, it might as well have not existed at this point.

Waverly took Nicole's hand that had a death grip on her hip and pushed it under her skirt, pressing it between her thighs. "Please."

Nicole cursed to herself, feeling the soaked fabric under her fingers. She stroked Waverly over her panties, face pressed into her neck, and listened as she panted into her ear. She would keep teasing Waverly like this, but her impatience was getting the best of her, not to mention the fact that anyone could walk in on them at any moment.

Waverly's hands danced along Nicole's ribs and breasts, fulfilling no apparent destination, just exploring the skin beneath her hands. Nicole pushed Waverly's panties to the side and let her fingers slip through the slick folds. Waverly's hips jerked into her hand when she first circled her clit, their lips smashing together. Not wanting to waste anymore time, Nicole slipped two fingers into Waverly, making her mewl in pleasure. The tight heat made Nicole even more lightheaded then she was from the alcohol.

She began a rhythm, using her hips to press into Waverly as she swallowed every moan from her lips. Somehow, Waverly's other leg ended up around Nicole's hips and she held her up, pressing even harder into the wall behind them to maintain her rhythm.

Waverly ripped her mouth away, one hand grasping the collar and the other tangled in red hair. She let out a low groan and Nicole kissed her again, unable to bare their lips being apart for more then few moments. Their kisses were sloppy and uncoordinated and probably the most passionate thing Nicole had ever experienced.

She felt Waverly tighten around her fingers, her hips moving as best they could in this position to Nicole's thrusts. Her wrist was aching, almost on fire, from the awkward way it was trapped between their bodies. But Nicole would rather die then stop in this moment. They both pulled away, gasping for breath. Nicole opened her eyes and saw Waverly, pupils blown, looking at her. Her hair was a mess, lips swollen and red, cheeks flushed and she was absolutely beautiful.

"S-so close," Waverly panted, "I-...I," She moaned, "I l-love you."

It was so quite it was barely a whisper, and Nicole's thrusting faltered for a second but Waverly didn't seem to notice. Her eyes slammed shut and her body stiffened, legs and arms pulling Nicole impossibly close as she came. Nicole's hand kept moving, eventually slowing to help her down from her high. She felt Waverly's arousal dripping down her hand and buried her face in the other girl's neck.

"I love you too," Nicole whispered into Waverly's ear, sucking her earlobe into her mouth. Saying it was like flying and falling at the same time. Her heart squeezed in her chest, adrenaline high and she wanted to just say it over and over again. Waverly just panted, body quivering slightly. She placed a small kiss behind Nicole's ear and she knew she had heard her. Nicole slowly pulled her hand away from between Waverly's thighs and gently lowered her to the ground.

They stood pressed against each other for a moment, just kissing each other lazily, lips soft and swollen.

"Take me home," Waverly whispered as she brushed their lips together. Nicole couldn't think of a better idea.

#wynonna earp #wynonna earp au #college au #waverly earp #nicole haught #wayhaught fanfic #wayhaught fanfiction #fanfiction #nicole in a suit #just saying #my shit

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Wayhaught almost having their first kiss before their actual one happened

HS/College AU bc why not

Childhood Friends to Lovers AU as well bc I'm bored

Ok so I feel like Wayhaught always have some sort of tension

like I feel like when they were kids Nicole would tease Waverly

or Waverly would follow Nicole around or something like that

when they got older Nicole would start flirting with Waverly

who starts to blush bc she has a big crush on Nicole

and this behave goes on for a bit

finally, the pair reached HS/College, and literally everyone ships Wayhaught

even their parents but Wayhaught was too scared to say anything

but the tension between keeps growing and growing

one day at a party the pair were playing truth or dare

or just sitting next to each other

they were just vibing until suddenly they both looked at each other

and kept staring for a bit too long

maybe they were tipsy or maybe it was the feelings

but they could not help but look at each other lips

this caused the group to look and laugh

causing the pair to stop and snap out of it

weeks went on by and then Waverly had enough

and she pulls Nicole aside at school or when they were hanging out

Waverly kissed Nicole and kissed her hard

causing her to blush but she kissed her back

Nicole was confused but Waverly came clean about her feelings

causing Nicole to chuckle and admit her feelings

the next day the pair decided to date and tell the others

but lowkey everyone was expecting this so no one was surprised

#waverly earp #wayhaught #wynonna earp #wayhaughtprompts #nicole haught

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toodarnhaughtt · 3 years

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Wayhaught // College Roommates AU

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insert-current-obsession-here · 3 years

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would you mind dropping the links to your favorite famous wayhaught au fics 🥺👉👈

I am always happy to talk fics!! I haven’t finished all of these yet but they were what I remembered off the top of my head. (If you have any recommendations for me pls pls share them! I am always desperate for new fics to read lol)

Under your sky - famous musicians au. this one is by far one of my favorites. It’s short and sweet and if I remember correctly it made me a lil emotional. https://archiveofourown.org/works/18158399/chapters/42940952

Dance like nobody is watching - actress Waverly college student Nicole. I haven’t finished this one yet but so far I’ve enjoyed it quite a bit. https://archiveofourown.org/works/12906906/chapters/29486616

Starstruck - actress waverly bodyguard Nicole. https://archiveofourown.org/works/14772452/chapters/34164872

What she writes (between the lines) - waverly is a famous writer and Nicole is one of her bodyguards (a classic and very lovely trope). https://archiveofourown.org/works/7399759/chapters/16808788

The newsroom - news anchor Nicole producer waverly. this is famous adjacent but also it’s really good so I’m counting it https://archiveofourown.org/works/14951900

#ask and answer #wynonna earp #waverly earp #nicole haught #wayhaught #fanfic

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loyal lines, loyal stunts (wayhaught college au): chapter 8

An update finally, its shorter than i originally wrote it but, im happier with it this way. Any and all feedback for this chapter is appreciated. Im back back in the US now.

AO3: https://archiveofourown.org/works/16373183/chapters/39744492

Nicole felt super relaxed. Her body felt weightless and her dreams soft. Usually when she had a bit too much to drink her mind was either blank of filled with nightmares of failure. This night was different though, it started out noiseless but turned into a dream filled with warmth and happiness. She nuzzled forward into the warmth of something in front of her body. Something in the back of her head telling her to wake up, but she pushed the thought away and fell back asleep. Reaching out Nicole pulled herself to bury further into what she sleepily assumed was a very warm blanket. Waverly was wide awake when Nicole pushed her into her chest. Her eyes were wide and downcast staring at the red mound of hair curled into her chest. At first it was from shock and then she realized Nicole was still asleep. She’d woken up a bit earlier to Nicole pushing her body closer and closer into her arms. Waverly could wrap her arms around Nicole’s shoulders and she fit so well that Waverly let her stay there. She knew she shouldn’t, but it felt nice it felt right. Her fingers were threading into and playing with random strands of red hair while she gazed down at her friend. She was really beautiful as always, but like this it made Waverly drift into puppy eyes and started to make her heart flutter. Nicole sighed audibly and clung to her body closely. Waverly bright red nail marks indented on the pale back of Nicole’s neck and a small bruise on the side. Those bruises most definitely were caused by the kiss she had pulled Nicole into the night before. The kiss that she could remember clearly even though some parts from the night before were somewhat foggy. She remembered the kiss. It was almost everything Waverly had imagined many times before. From the way Nicole gripped at her body with hunger, to how soft Nicole’s lips were when they brushed against her. It was almost perfect but then she remembered Nicole rejected the kiss almost immediately. From that point on deep into the cool night there was unspoken tension. It was like there was a wall of steel between the two of them until they both fell asleep.

That was until Waverly woke up from her restless slumber to Nicole mumbling in her sleep. She was faced away from Waverly’s gaze, lost in what Waverly assumed was a dream. This was no normal restless dream when Nicole let out a quiet yelp and her fist clenched against the pillow her head rested on. Waverly was propped on her arm staring with uncertainty. She fought sometimes in her sleep too, Ward Earp’s hateful taunts echoing in her many nightmares. She didn’t know what to do so she rested her fingers to Nicole’s bare shoulder. When she drew lazy patterns of hearts Nicole stilled back into an even patterned breath. Waverly kept drawing out forms getting lost in the moment of how intimate this was. The one girl on campus who turned her brain into soup. Nicole turned around in her sleep causing Waverly to stop her fingers movement and pull back quickly. Due to the position switch her fingers were dangerously close to Nicole’s lips. She ghosted her finger tips over the soft pink flesh before pulling them back and gazing at Nicole until sleep pulled her back in. Waverly fell asleep and woke up with the Nicole Haught in her arms. Waverly knew she was so screwed. Based on the overcast sunlight hanging over the sheet Waverly knew she would have to move soon. She still had classes to make, clothes to change, a shower to take, and sorority sisters to kiss ass to. Her mind felt at ease with Nicole as if nothing could ruin this moment and it was then that she wished she never had to leave Nicole sleeping soundly wrapped up in her arms. Waverly kissed the top of Nicole’s head ever so lightly, the faint smell of vanilla flooding her senses.

Nicole was wide awake now her arm draped over Waverly’s body but she didn’t want to move. Partially she did not want Waverly to start running from her. The smaller woman seemed so comfortable holding her and Nicole did not want to disturb her. Waverly was gently resting her chin on Nicole’s head one hand brushing up and down her shoulder. Nicole held her breath hoping the girl wouldn’t notice the change in rest. Cold finger tips moved against the tender spot on her neck and she felt her heart ache. The kiss replayed in her mind and she thought about how it could be so simple to do it again. Champ, Nicole thought. Last night, after the kiss she didn’t have much time to explain to Waverly that the kiss was great, she just wanted to be sure Waverly was sure. Sure, about kissing her. Sure, about what that meant about their friendship they were fast growing. Waverly was quickly winning a spot in her heart. Romantic feelings or not Nicole knew she could easily call Waverly a best friend. Her time for explanation was cut when Rosita asked her to kick out some stragglers in the back yard.

“Yo, rent a cop why are you, Zetas always ending a good thing,” Champ drunk off his ass Hardy yelled at Nicole when she walked out the back door. Her face went bright red for many reasons as the burly triple athlete breathed heavy in her direction. The irony being because his drunken antics had just ended one of the best kisses she had ever experienced in her life. His breath stunk of liquor and stale cotton mouth. She smoothed her brow and chose to ignore him.

“Alrighty everyone you have to go or else security shuts this down and I lose my job,” Nicole herded the crowd towards the exit gate. People started to file out of the yard slowly while she motioned to the open gate door with both arms.

“Rent a cop answer me,” Champ hollered while wobbling closer into Nicole’s personal space.

Nicole kept her cool and rolled her eyes, no way she was going to let this tool get to her. Especially not a tool who would most definitely complain to a superior if she did.

“Hey Heyyy Christy,” Champ screamed towards Chrissy. The honey blonde was sitting on the back porch next to Nicole’s converse hunched over. She rose her head slowly and grimaced what Champ. She scoffed under her breath which made Nicole chuckle quietly.

“You are soooo hot but where is Waverly.” Champ questioned both Chrissy and Nicole.

Chrissy shrugged and looked up at Nicole knowingly. Nicole chewed the inside of her jaw refusing to look down and kept her eyes focused. Focused on the line of people leaving the yard. She just wanted to avoid Champ’s eyes at all cost. Her ears tuning into the whispering and giggling amongst students passing her.

“Fuckkkk I lost her, I was trying to hear those pretty little moans tonight,” Champ chuckled out loudly.

Nicole bit the inside of her cheek hard attempting to keep her anguish from her face. The slight taste of iron coating her tongue when she winced. She was still looking at the line but her hands started to ball at her sides. What a pig she thought. Champ stepped into the line past Nicole and leaned against another football player in his group. This one extremely tall with a goofy smile stuck on his face. Champ started to mimic a shrill moan from the back of his throat, ahhh champ harder, the group of guys laughed.

Nicole gripped her knuckles tight with her heart beating faster. Champ continued moaning and thrusted with his hips as he and his group stumbled closer towards the gate. Nicole was one more stupid moan from knocking Champ flat on his ass. What kind of boy thinks it entertaining to mock the girl who is letting him shtup her. Especially a girl as kind, smart, and understanding as Waverly. Waverly who was probably sitting in her room confused or not too far from hearing this jerk detailing the sounds of her pleasure to a crowd of people. Chrissy wrapped her arms around Nicole’s leg when she saw the redhead step forward.

“Shut the fuck up Champ,” Chrissy shouted from the step. Champ whirled around from his group chuckling.

“Lighten up Chris and when you see Waves tell her he neeeeddds her.” Pointing to his crotch Nicole couldn’t hide the fake retching she made. Champ was backing out of the gate when he spat words in her direction at least I can do more than any old rent a cop can. Chrissy finally let go of her leg with the last guest leaving. Nicole let out a sigh she wanted to enjoy the feeling of Waverly lulling her back to sleep. No matter what she wanted she couldn’t and she knew exactly why. Waverly shuddered at Nicole’s breath touching her skin and Nicole felt it. She could really get lost in kissing the neck and the collarbone her face was so close to touching. Instead she pushed away and unwrapped her arms from around Waverly. Rolling over she slid out of the bed and stood there staring at Waverly. Waverly looked slightly lost in the eyes from the loss of contact. But, her lips quickly turned to a soft but fake smile quickly and her eyes softened.

“Hey Waves so I should get you to campus before work.” Nicole checked the time on the alarm clock while fiddling with loose thread on her shirt. Avoiding those hurt eyes and the sickly convincing smile. Anyone could be convinced if they just did not know Waverly quite well enough and Nicole felt like she was at least starting to. Waverly played with the edge of the pillowcase looking up at Nicole. Her thoughts wanted to say really after you kiss me like that you throw me out. Then again though she was the one who kissed Nicole not the other way around.

“Good morning Nicole,” was all Waverly could say instead of chastising Nicole’s tired ears. Waverly made her way to the bathroom after awkward morning pleasantries shuffling with a pair of Nicole’s spare basketball shorts in her hand. Waverly felt like crying because here she was being given the cold shoulder because of a stupid kiss. Nicole was in her baggy dark green uniform when Waverly stepped out of the bathroom. She’d chosen to wear her messy red waves down to hide the bite and nail marks on her neck. When she slipped into the bathroom she attempted to hide them with make up but it was easier this way. Standing in the mirror she did stare at them for a bit running her fingers across the tender skin. She couldn’t help but feel warm under her skin thinking how Waverly marked her in a way. It was slightly enthralling. Helping to hide the mark was her hair that was growing longer these days. Nicole didn't have a reason to cut it since leaving behind basketball. So, it started to fall on her shoulders now and she pulled her cap down. The two women did not say much of anything to each other except for silent nods. Waverly sat beside Nicole in the passenger side seat typing furiously to someone. The clicking of the onscreen keyboard and the low playing radio filled up some of the silence. Waverly’s ears were burning with annoyance and upset.

Chrissy So how was your night ;)

Waverly Shitty Chrissy Damn I have heard NOTHING but great things about hops skills

Waverly Didn’t even do that actually I kissed her and she rejected it

Chrissy She...never mind, what happened

Waverly Well I was stupid, and I kissed her, and it was great. Like fireworks and tingling skin great. But then someone knocked, and she jumped off me like I was a disease.

Chrissy Maybe she was spooked

Waves We haven’t even really spoken since we woke up. Let alone about that kiss.

Chrissy I’m sorry, waves but yaknow talk to her even if you aren’t the best at that

Waves What if she hates me Nicole decided to break the tension, this was getting to be too much for her to bare, “so uh Champ was looking for you last night.” Waverly mumbled, “yea I know.” He had texted her multiple times when she checked her phone that morning. Including a picture, she did not wish to ever receive unsolicited. But, she ignored every single of his messages too wrapped up in her conversation with Chrissy. Nicole mumbled, “Oh um well I just thought I’d tell you.” The car was again filled with silence and Waverly turned up the volume slightly on the radio. “She's so hot, hey, what's not to love

Heaven's little devil's got me all messed up

She's a little heart breaker, and I'm her fool” “So we aren’t going talk about it then,” Nicole decided to ask. “Talk about what,” Waverly coldly let out.

The radio continued to churn out.

“She's so hot

It's hard to be cool

Hard to be cool” Nicole stopped her car in the lot of the dorm and shifted gears to park. “Were you that drunk, damn”, Nicole cursed to herself out loud. “I shouldn’t have kissed back waves I am so sorry.” Waverly dismissed her.“ Whatever Nicole, it wasn’t your fault I kissed you,” she replied dryly. Nicole looked over in disbelief but noticed the time, “you have a class at 10 right.” Waverly nodded keeping her arms folded and her gaze out the front window. “Please go do what you have to and ill drop you on campus so you aren’t late, okay?” Nicole asked hoping the girl would say yes. She flashed her a dimple to coax her further. Even though they kissed maybe they could ignore that and fall back into whatever state they were in before the kiss. Waverly said okay and rolled her eyes at the dimple straining on Nicole’s cheek. She left Nicole to plop her forehead on the steering wheel in thought. Waverly dashed away and up the stairs to her room to quickly pick out an outfit, freshen up, and pack her backpack. 40 minutes, plenty of time she thought. Waverly ended up rushing for an outfit at the last moment. Throwing on a simple long-sleeved shirt and jeans, her hair thrown in a messy bun she was slipping her coat on. Her phone started screaming with Nicole’s name popping up. She slid open the answer call on speaker, I am coming she yelled as she threw on her backpack and pulled a pair of gloves from a drawer. It was a lot colder today than previous fall days so far. Winter was coming. “Waverly,” Nicole groaned, “you have 5 minutes before I run up there and hoist you over my shoulder, I’ve got 15 minutes to get you to...what building?” Nicole questioned. Waverly grimaced once overring herself in a mirror quickly, the answer was not going to please Nicole at all. But being hoisted over the red heads shoulder sounded wonderful no matter how upset she was at her. Before stepping out of the room Waverly swallowed her thoughts and locked her door, “Uh Bart.”

Nicole groaned, Barton Hall was a good 20 minutes away from this dorm building specifically. She started the car again and turned it around to face the exit. Waverly hung up after crackling over the car speakers, “I’m almost there through running pants.” Nicole saw the brunette barrel towards the passenger side and reached over to open the door. Normally she would have gotten out and unlocked it for her, but this was not the time for a chivalrous tardy moment. Waverly clutched her seat belt while Nicole slid to a stop and into an empty spot on the street outside Barton Hall. Waverly hopped out of the car checking the time on the dash. 9:57.

“I... thankyou...we will talk later for sure about everything kay,” Waverly shook her head profusely starting to leave the car.

“It’s okay Waves I’d do anything to you,” Nicole stammers out her eyes going wide at the slip up. Waverly stopped her frantic removal from the door almost completely. She peered through the half open door shrugging on her pack. Nicole’s gaze fell from Waverly’s eyes to a small questioning grin forming on her lips.

“You mean…. for me Nicole,” Waverly said. “Yea that too but go waves shake a leg,” Nicole chuckled nervously and looked away. Waverly closed the door waving goodbye and ran into the building. Nicole let out a sigh seeing Waverly disappear behind the metal door, before putting the car back in drive.”

Yea friends I can do that she thought.

***

Nicole pulled into the security office ready to tackle Woodbridge's next great campus story. Her jacket hung loosely to her body as she adjusted her hat at the door and made her way into the building. She waved to Lonnie before walking to the officer’s area and clocking into the digital shift management system. “Lucado wants to see you Haught,” another officer stated exiting the biggest office down a hall. Nicole sighed and checked her appearance in the reflection of the blank asleep computer screen. The least she could do was look presentable in front of her boss. When she knocked on Lucado’s door her no nonsense toned boss stated, enter Haught. The conversation was brief, Nicole sat in her seat confident and stern faced. Lucado grilled her about a few student officers and questioned her about academy. At the end of the conversation Lucado slid Nicole a yellow piece of paper stamped recommendation. It was somewhat shocking to Nicole but Lucado insisted. Send copies of this in when you send in your secondary paper applications. It should help you, even though you need not much help. You will make a fine officer one day Nicole. Lucado was stern but that validation was very rewarding to Nicole. She shook her chiefs hand before exiting the office and walking back to find out her duties for the day with a pep in her step. *** Waverly was in her last class and she felt drained. The hangover she never got hit her hard halfway through the day. So hard that in the middle of her lunch period she sat curled in a booth her jacket hood covering her face in the cafeteria. She was blocking out as much light as she could just to keep the headache at bay. It must have been the jungle juice from the party she internally reflected. Waverly found a way to text Nicole through the building pressure to find out her day was going better than hers at least. Hangover or not, that Monday ended up terrible. From a pissed off sigma president to an equally pissed off cheer coach things began to pile on Waverly. Usually the pressure of college was manageable but today was not one of those days. The sigma president was upset because Waverly had chosen a pink shade of paint for a mural that was practically the same color as their soror colors it just had a different name. The cheer coach was unhappy with Waverly for constrictively criticizing another cheerleaders twist as she dismounted during practice. Even though as captain that was one of her responsibilities. It made no sense to Waverly, but she took the judgement just the same. Her favorite history professor loved her paper at least. It was in her history afternoon class that Waverly hung her head and felt tears prick at the sides of her eyes. She really shouldn’t be crying she thought this wasn’t the worst moment she had in school so far. When the class was dismissed Waverly stood outside of the building while checking the and pondered before calling. “I am so tired,” she mumbled across the phone.

#wayhaught #wayhaught college au #wayhaught fanfic #llls chapter 8 #llls #waverly x nicole #waverly earp #nicole haught #wynonna earp fanfiction #wynonna earp #fanfiction #loyal lines loyal stunts #wayhaught fanfiction

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