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Hello! This is Keeley from this fanfiction blog. This is a three-part announcement. First, we have changed our URL to Excluivelyunaware, because it was time for a change. Second, the master list is super broken, but under construction from Hannah, message her if you have complaints. Third, and most importantly, we have a new member! Her name is Korrie and she will be writing and uploading on here as well. She's chill. She’ll be hanging out, writing stuff, the fanfic business. Anywho, have a good day, maybe leave some hearts for hardworking writers.
--Keeley (Written entirely by Korrie)
Could’ve Asked Though
Jamie Imagines
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Pulling your light jacket around yourself better, as a chilly wind rushed past you as you walked down the street to a close Cafe. It had been a fairly long day and you wanted something sweet and warm to treat yourself with before going to a hopefully intact house. Not too many people were on the streets, which made your way to the Cafe a little quick. You were happy to walk through the door to hear the little ring of the bell, the warmth and yummy smells that came with a coffee shop.
Standing back from the counter you were looking for what you wanted, coming to a decision of a nice cup of Hot Chocolate. “Um,” you started once you stood in front of the barista, “One medium Hot Chocolate made with milk, please?” You ask for, glancing towards the barista who punches it in the computer and you pulled your wallet out of your purse.
“Will that be all?” She asked, meeting your gaze, again. You nod as she looks back towards the computer, “That’ll be two-fifty,” She said.
You pulled two dollars and fifty cents from your wallet it, handing it the used money over. She gave you a smile as she put it in the register and started on your drink. As you moved along the counter to the pickup end, you looked over towards a bulletin board that was covered in colorful paper. Though one ad stuck out that most “Kittens for Sale!”, you bit your lip as you faintly heard someone saying “Here you go.” Thanking them you grab the hot chocolate and walk closer to the ad.
You thought about getting an animal for around the house but you hadn’t bought it up with Jamie because you weren’t sure how well that would go. It wasn’t because you were afraid of him saying no but how well it would go with his crazy personality. Though seeing the flyer and that there wasn’t a crazy price for these kitties, you thought you’d drive over to where they are at. Taking a picture, carefully without spilling your drink, you left the Cafe.
Walking quickly back to your car, you wanted to get to the kitties, see if any were cute enough to come home with you. Once in the car and turning it on, you were on your way to the address while singing along to your favorite song on the radio. Happy that wasn’t too far away from the main shops incase you needed to come back for cat things.
Carefully you pulled up in front of the house, that sat a young couple outside with a little cardboard box on the porch by them. Nervously, but also happy that someone else was walking up the stairs too, you get out and walk up towards the house.
“Hello,” they both said as you start to come up the stairs. Feeling a little relaxed that they were happy and not people that just want money.
“Hello,” you say, glancing towards the box of meowing kitties.
“Just look at them and see which one, you might like to take home,” the guy said.
You nod before looking around the box, they were all so small and very fluffy looking. Getting down around the box, one sticks out a little different from the others, it was a little more adventurous and trying to escape. Which was cute to watch but also kind of sad they were trapped in a box.
Watching a little longer, you decide you really want to take this little kitty home. “Um,” you look up at the people and the guy looks at you. “Can I have this one?” You ask, looking hopeful at him.
“Sure!” He said brightly, “Alright, well, she’s all yours then,” he smiles before picking her up out of the box. “She’s had her first shots, so your all good.”
“Thank you,” you say, taking the strange pattern of gray kitty from him. Giving them a smile before walking down the stairs and back towards your car. The kitty struggling to get out of your hands before you open the door and get inside.
You sit the kitty in the passenger seat as you start the car looking towards the kitty as you decide whether to take her home or not. Seeing you weren’t too far from the stores and it wasn’t too hot or could you decide that she’d be fine in the car for a few minutes. As quickly as you could you drove to the pet store and parked as closely as possible.
“Stay, be good and no driving off,” You look down at the curious kitty on the floor of the passenger side. “I’ll be right back.” You say, turning the car off and running inside. Quickly finding all of the necessary things and trying to speed up the process of checking out by not really answering the cashier when he asked you things.
“Thank you,” You said once he was done and you paid. Running back to the car and kinda, putting the things in the backseat before getting into the driver's seat.
Before you start to take off you hear your cell phone go off. Curious to where it went you frantically searched for it finding it in your purse that you’d thrown in the back seat.The phone light up in big letters “Jamie <3”
“Hello!” You cheerily say into the phone.
“Where you at?” His voice was curious. “I know when yah, get off,” he seemed a little teasing.
“Your home?” You ask, hoping that he would have gone out, so you could sneak in the little fur ball.
“I was, but it was soo,” he drags out the ‘o’, “boring, I’m walking around the neighborhood.”
As he said this you took your chance to start leaving. “I may have stopped at the store and the cafe,” you hope he’ll believe it, “I’ll be home soon, but it looks like traffic is a little bad. So take your time,” you had a smile in your voice hoping he wouldn’t head home quite yet.
“Alright, if you’re sure,” you could tell be his voice that he knew something was up.
“I’ll see you soon, I love you, bye,” you smile as he says, “I love you and bye,” back.
Driving home wasn’t too bad but trying to keep the kitty in the front seat proved to be difficult. But before you knew it you were pulling into the driveway, turning the car off and struggling to get the bags in the back along with holding a kitty. You knew you could do so once out of the car you quickly made your way to the door, also leaving your hot chocolate in the car.
“Alright, stay still a little longer,” you told the kitty pushing open the door and heading the spare bathroom. “There you go,” you let her loose and she instantly began to explore as you closed the door.
You hum to yourself as you set up her litter box and a food bowl. Setting the rest of the stuff on the vanity. “Alright, be good and don’t make noise,” You try to stay serenity but you also need to make yourself look like you’ve done nothing wrong.
Making sure there wasn’t anything harmful you, get out of the bathroom and shut the door. Walking down the hall and towards the main living area downstairs, you hear the door open. Excitedly you make your way towards the door though not paying too much attention to tell you have slightly warm and cold hands grab your arms.
“What do we have here?” He grins down at you, before leaning in a placing a small kiss on your lips. “A bit of chocolate?” He asks, “Did you get hot chocolate?”
“Yes, I think I left it in the car,” you pout.
“If yah, go get it. You could probably warm it up?” He offered.
You thought about it before deciding you really wanted that hot chocolate, “Alright,” you say smiling up at him before moving around him. Feeling him watch you as you went out the door.
Walking towards the car you hoped it was unlocked, and to your luck it was. Grabbing the drink you hurried back inside before Jamie had any time to adventure the house.
“Oi, what is this?” You hear his very accented voice shout as you walked into the house.
You felt a little nervous, as you sat the drink down again. Quietly closing the door and creeping towards the stairs.
“What?” You hear a more quiet voice coming from him. As you guess he was looking a little closer to the kitty before you heard a louder, “What are you doing?” before some loud running.
Though nothing came into your view, as you felt a little concern run through you. You carefully make your way up the stairs and peeking around the corner.
Finding the kitty cuddle up in his arms, and him patting it. “You're very soft,” He was said, “Where did you come from?” He asks quietly talking to the cat, you’d guess.
You bit your lip, feeling like this wasn’t the best idea, and hid, again.
“Very sneaky, she is, isn’t she?” He asks. “You’d be nice to keep around, can run around the house with you and drive her crazy,” you could hear him say along with a giggle.
You sigh leaning back against the wall, knowing that this wasn’t a horrible idea.
“Could’ve asked, though,” You look up to see Jamie, cuddling the cute little kitty to his chest as he grins down at you.
- Keeley
House Fire
Louis Tomlinson Imagine
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"Alright Haydon, let Cassy have a turn with the barbies." You call out to a blonde-haired boy, who smiles and nods. You've been working for this kindergarten a couple of years now, and it was amazing. Most of the kids were amazing, and while some of them could be brats it didn't discourage you from doing what you loved. You hear your phone ring from your desk and you look at it, confused on how could be calling you at ten AM on a Wednesday morning. You look at Anna, your teaching assistant, and she nods for you to take it.
You check on a couple of the kids as you walk to your desk, eyeing what they were doing, before taking your phone from your desk draw and finding it was a number you didn't recognize. A hot tingle in the back of your neck makes you feel like this isn't a wrong number call. "Hello?" You answer, a feeling of sudden dread washing over you. "Hello, is this Ms. (Last name)?" The voice is soft and male. "Yes?" You respond, keeping your voice steady. He asks if you live at the address of your home and you also respond with yes. "We regret to inform you an accident has occurred, your house has caught fire and there seems to be tremendous damage." Your eyes widen and you look down at your hands. "Was there anyone in the house?" You more demand then ask. "Yes, a male was escorted to the hospital -" You cut him off. "What hospital?" Your voice is sharp and hard as you hold the phone to your ear with your shoulder, packing up your belongings. He tells you and you nod, hanging up and turning to look at Anna. "I need you to take care of the kids." You meet her Hazel eyes through her glasses and find confusion in them. "Whats wrong?" She asks, worried. "I don't know. I'll call you later." Then you're rushing out the door and to your car. You type the address into your phone and let it navigate you to the hospital. Your mind is detached as you drive, instead focusing on the man you love in the hospital. He had been sleeping when you left, you kissed his cheek and told him you'd see him after work. Why had this happened? Had you left the stove on from this morning? Left the straightener on this morning? You pull in haphazardly, grabbing your phone and bag, then quickly walking to the front desk. Talking to other adults was much harder to do then talk to children, but you take a breath and walk up to the women at the counter. "Hello, can I help you?" She smiles, meeting your eyes. "Hi, um, was there a man brought in a little bit ago, from a fire?" You ask, unsure if they knew who he was. "Do you have a name?" She smiles. "Louis Tomlinson." You respond and she meets your eyes, smiling. "Okay." She looks at her computer, then back up at you. "He's in the ICU, it seems he inhaled quite a bit of smoke and has some minor burns." You can feel your knees start to give our and lean against the clean counter, heart dropping pass your favorite shoes down into the center of the earth. "Can I, can I see him?" You ask, chest hollow and eyes hot with tears. "You'll have to ask his doctor. Follow this hallway to the elevator then take it up to the third floor, ICU will be to the left." You thank her, then with weak legs you follow her detections, up to the ICU. ---------------------------------------------------------- After two hours of sitting in uncomfortable chairs and one terrible cup of coffee, a nurse in light blue scrubs with little yellow and pink ducks on it. She walks to you and you stand, watching her. "How is he?" You ask, throat dry. "He's stable, for now. He has second-degree burns on his hands and arms, and one third degree burn on his foot. His lungs are pretty bad off so he'll have to stay here and on oxygen for a couple of days but he should be fine." She smiles and you feel a wave of relief wash over you. "Can I, see him?" Your voice is unsteady, and she looks around the mostly empty waiting room. "I'm not supposed to let anyone that isn't family in, so I'll sneak you in but you have to be quite." She whispers, and you smile for the first time in hours. "Thank you, um..." You trail off, unsure what to call her. "Heaven." She responds, running a hand through her pale pink hair. "Heaven? Is that your real name?" You ask. "Yeah, long story." She responds, meeting your eyes. "Follow me." She leads you out of the waiting room and down a hall, then a second hall, before stopping in front of a plain grey door with the number 222 on it in gold. She looks down the hall, both ways. "My shift is over at 10, you can stay till then but after that I can promise you won't get kick out." She meets your eyes with pale grey ones and you nod. "Thank you, Heaven." You're not sure you can ever relay to her the graduated you feel. She smiles like she understands all you couldn't ever hope to relay. She walked down the hall and you take a deep breath of the sterile hospital air, before pushing the door open. Inside the lights are dim, and Louis is laying on a hospital bed, an oxygen tube in his nose and bandages on his arms. He opens his eyes when the door opens and he turns to look at you, a small smile on his lips. "Took ya long enough." He moves to sit and he cringes. You move across the room, taking his hand. "Shh, don't move." There are tears in your eyes again, but you're smiling. "We have to talk about what we're gonna do." His voice is weak, but his eyes are firm. "You're in a hospital, maybe now isn't the best time." You chuckle. "Love, where are you staying tonight?" He asks, and you realize that maybe talking about it would be a good idea. "I'll stay with my sister." You respond, hoping she'll agree. He smiles, looking as relieved as you felt that he was safe. "Y/N, when I get out of the hospital, I want you to let me buy us a house." His eyes are steady, and the suddenness of his request puts you into shock for a moment. "What?" "We can stay with Harry or with Winnie for a few days, then we'll look for a house. I wanted to have someone build us a house, something that we could make together that would an office for you to be creative, with a garden full of your favorite flowers and a white picket fence." His hand squeezes yours. "We can live somewhere small for now while we work on the building plans but that's what I want. I want us to make a house. Can we do that? Will you let me do that." You're not sure you're breathing anymore, it's like everything in the world including yourself but excluding the man watching you from the hospital bed is frozen. His eyes look dark is the lack of light in the room, hair is pushed back from his forehead, showing his whole, hopeful face. He's offering you something here, not just a house but a home. Somewhere you can go together and just be, an offer of a place in his life, permanent and unmoving. He has obviously put time into thinking this over, over that your house would be. You press your lips together, a blush on your face, before nodding. He smiles, wide and full of joy. He laughs some, tugging you down ever so slightly into bed with him. "You make me so happy." His voice is soft as he rests his forehead on yours. "Not as happy as you make me." You let out a soft laugh and kiss his nose.
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Sleepy Selfie
Louis Tomlinson Imagine
You wake up slowly, light fluttering in through the light blue curtains. You had been asking Louis to get darker curtains for weeks, but if he had you're sure you would never wake up to a lovely morning again. You stretch your back and neck, sitting up running a hand through the hair that had fallen from your bun and looking down at your favorite pajamas. Yesterday had been a nightmare, from waking up half an hour late to Louis already being gone, through a hellish day at work to getting home three hours later than you thought you would. By the time you got home the house was dark, and you assumed Louis would have been sleeping in the shared bed you sit in now. You hoped to get in a shower and a quick meal before passing out next to the brown haired man you loved so very much. His eyes might have even fluttered opened, a smile on his face as he put an arm over you, pulling you closer to him before drifting back to sleep. Instead, he was sitting on the couch, a glass of wine in his hand and a smile on his face, your favorite Harry Potter movie on the TV in front of him, the only light in the house. He smiled and asked you about your day, sending you into a rant about everything that had happened. As you explained everything terrible that had happened that day, Louis made you a sandwich, then made you get in the shower and set your favorite pajamas out on the bed for you, all the while listening to you and adding words of encouragement. By the time you're dressed again you're exhausted, the weight of the day finally leaving you. You lay down in bed, barely able to keep your eyes open, covering up in a big blanket. Louis climbs into bed next to you. His arms wrap securely around you, keeping you pressed against him. He hums eighteen, his chest vibrating low and soft, lulling you into sleep. You get out of bed slowly, taking a deep breath of the cool air around you, before picking up on the soft smell of bacon. You smile, picking up your phone from the nightstand and walking out of the room, following the smell the down to the kitchen, before frowning. Louis is standing in the kitchen, smiling at you, his hair sticking up all over the place and grey-blue eyes meeting yours. "What did you do?" You ask, voice flat. You can see his smile falter for half a second. "I'm not sure what you're talking about?" He smiles as you sit in one of the stools at the small kitchen island, watching him. "You only make pancakes and bacon when you're trying to suck up to me." You offer a sly smile, taking the plate from him. "I don't know what you're talking about love." His voice is shaky, he's about to give in. You keep your eyes steady on his and watch as he falls apart. "Have you looked at Instagram this morning?" "No?" You respond, raising an eyebrow at him. "You probably should" He looks away from you. You pick up a piece of bacon and munch on it as you take out your phone, opening Instagram. The first picture you find on Louis's feed is of you too and you click it. 'Me and Y/N sharing a sleepy morning 💓💓😍😍👌👌👌' The picture is of you two, he's awake, his eyes shining in the early morning light and his arm around you. While he looked like a graceful angel sent to bless the world, you had your mouth open and a pool of drool on the pillow, your hair a total mess as most of it had fallen from your bun. "Delete that right now." You look up at him, eyes wide. "Why?" He asks, watching you. "I look awful." "You do not." "I'm drooling." You state. He meets your eyes. "Okay yeah, that's true." You lightly tap him on the shoulder and he laughs, smiling. "Take it down." You state. "I can't." "Why not?" You ask, pouting. "Because, you never let me take pictures with you. I want the world to know how much you mean to me. And if that means your going to be mad at me for taking pictures of you when you're asleep then I'll just have to make you bacon and pancake until your not anymore." He puts his hands over yours, a smile on his face as he watched you. You press your lips together to keep a smile back, keeping your eyes on his until a full blown smile spreads across your face. You look down at your hands interlocked with his, then bite your lips and meet his eyes again. "You know someday you won't be able to cute your way out of things." You smile again. "That's not true." "Shut up." You mumble, and he presses his lips to your forehead, then each check, then finally to your lips. "I love you." He whispers against your lips and you can feel a blush creep along your cheeks, but you smirk anyways. "I love you too."
- Korrie
A Date
Junkrat Imagine (AU)
After a long morning of cleaning around your small apartment, with many distractions, such as eating, watching and little laziness, you finally had time to put your feet up awhile. Settling into your plain color, but comfy couch, you grab the TV remote turning on something to entertain yourself for a couple hours. Though before you were too comfy into the soft material, and about to wrap up in a nice blanket you heard a faint ding! Sighing, and rolling your eyes hoping it would be something good, you push yourself off the couch and begin to look for the device as you heard another ding! Pushing the hair back from your face you pushed open the bedroom door to hear a clearer ding! There was really only one person you’d be okay with bothering you right this moment, sure enough, all your hopes came true as a smile tugged at your lips and you unlocked your phone;
Jamie: Heyy want to come over & watch a movie
You: Yes. Sounds nice :)
You did a little happy dance before tossing your phone your bed, deciding to put on more people clothes. You take off your favorite pair of comfy shorts and a random t-shirt and pull on nice pair darkish blue jeans, a colorful tank top, and a dark carrageen. Grabbing your phone from the bed you shove it into your butt pocket before going into the bathroom. Brushing through your hair before deciding that it was fine to leave down and putting on minimum makeup. Before leaving the bedroom you grab a pair of socks from the top drawer of the dresser and slip them on, quickly.
Leaving the bedroom, you head towards the door, mental reminds yourself to stop at the store as your shoved your feet into a pair of shoes. Taking the keys from a hook by the door and picking up your bag, you made your way outside before locking the door. You hum a little tune as you happily make your way to your car, unlocking it and sliding into the driver’s seat.
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Before you knew it you were at the store with a cart full of food that you’d cook for dinner tonight. Figuring Jamie had nothing planned as he wasn’t one to really cook, you didn’t bother to ask anything because you were the one to normally to cook with a little bit of his help. You waited awhile in line to get ringed up, pay and you headed to your car without any problems.
Still, with a smile on your face, you load your car with the various foods, put the cart in the return and got back in the car. Checking your phone see anything interesting you sent him a message saying: on my way :D.
Sitting your phone back down, and turning on the car you made your way out of the car park. Heading towards his place, you didn’t hear a sound. You had a slightly bad feeling about it but you didn’t think too much maybe he was trying to find something to watch for tonight.
It wasn’t a long drive to Jamie’s and you found a close parking space to his. Turning the car off you got out, and got everything into both hands before making your way up to his building. Pushing the main apartment building up with a help of a friendly neighbor leaving, you struggled to get Jamie’s door opened as your got to his door.
“Hold on! I’ll help,” his accented voice hollers through the door before it swings open and you were meant with a man in ripped shorts and a crazy smile. He looks at you before looking down at your hands “What do we have here?” about the same time a loud beeping came from inside the tiny place.
“You were trying to cook?” You asked following inside as he quickly trying to figure out how to get rid of the rising smoke. It wasn’t a normal thing to get rid of something bad but he was hoping to show you he could do things own his own.
“Well, of course,” He mutters. “How do we put this out?” He tries shutting off the stove and moving around the pan.
“Open the windows,” You say, standing next to him looking up at his light amber eyes, “This happens all the time don’t worry about it,” You press a fan bottom of the microwave above the stove.
“I’m not really but I wanted to cook,” He mumbles as he does what he’s told. “I thought I was doing good, till it went up in smoke,” He glances back at you, running a hand through his already crazy, blonde hair.
You put the burned food into the skin before going over to him, “Hey, don’t worry yourself about it,” You sit down next to him as he sits on the couch.
“You always the one to do the cooking,” he doesn’t look at you, “And well, I wanted to be useful, I wanted you to know I could cook too,” He looks towards the kitchen then at you, “I can’t, but I want to be able to cook for meself, and you.”
You smile at him, “It’s okay,” you assure him, “You just needa little more practice that’s all, you’ll just have to help more.” You let out a small laugh before adding, “Plus, this is what my first attempt of cooking looked like,” you smile up at him.
“I love it,” he says, a sharp grin on his face.
“Why don’t we go out for some food?” You asked him.
“Will you let me buy it?” He asks, hopefully.
“As long as you shower,” you smile at him.
You share a kiss before he runs for the shower.
- Keeley
The announcement
His mermaid, Her Fish
- A Jordan Fish Series -
The First Installment
I could feel my body being shaken awake, I groaned pushing the hand off my body. I snuggled further into the covers and the bed.
“Baby, come on wake up.” I could hear a soft voice say in between the kisses on my skin. I smiled and turn around, instantly regretting it as I was meet with the sun.
“Fucking hell! Why is the sun so fucking bright.” I groaned turning back around, my head started pounding.
“Baby you’re hungover, come one I have some aspirin and some water. Take them, you need to be up soon. The band is going to show up at your studio soon,” I opened my eyes rolling over slowly, staring up into the brightest blue eyes I could have ever seen. Knowing I would catch him off guard I lean up and kiss him.
“I know I’m hungover. My head and eyes are telling me that Jordan.” I sass him while smirking.
“I’ll tell them you’re gonna be late. I have to meet them for coffee before we head to the shoot okay?” Jordan smiles handing me the water and pills. Taking them, I set the cup down on the nightstand he leaves. “I love you, my beautiful mermaid,” he had given me the nickname because of my bright red hair, he smiles heading out the bedroom door. I look down at the ring on my finger.
We had been engaged for almost 3 months, I still couldn’t believe it. I reached over picking up my phone and looking at it. 200 Instagram notifications. Opening the app up, most of them are comments. I notice that Jordan tagged me in something, opening up the tag I realize it’s the tattoos we got last night. On his forearm he as “My mermaid to protect,” on a ribbon that goes across a mermaid, on the opposite forearm I have “My fish to keep,” on a ribbon that goes around a fish that resembles Flounder from the little mermaid. I smile at the caption “The newest Aridon tattoos”. I close my phone getting ready for the day.
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Getting into my car I groan, Why did I drink so much? I thought to myself. I could hear phone ringing in the mix of all the fuzziness from my hangover. I reach down and hit the green answer button.
“Hello?” I whimper hearing my own voice.
“Ariel, where the fuck are you? You’re supposed to be in the fucking studio twenty minutes ago.” I could hear the loud and very angry but cheerie voice.
“Jesus fucking christ Hannah. I’m on my way, Jordan was supposed to tell you that I was going to be late. I had one too many drinks last night at the party. God just give me another ten fucking minutes.” I whisper, my head throbbing from her voice.
“Okay, just hurry. I won’t hold it against you since it was your engagement party and he didn’t tell us. Also are you still shooting the show tonight? Or are you coming with us for the next one.” Lowering her voice and being calmer.
“I’m doing both Hannah. Now, if you want me at the studio I need to get off the phone.” I lightly giggle.
Hanging up the phone I put the car into reverse backing out of the drive starting to drive to the studio, pulling up I could see them sitting outside the studio. I watched as they put out their cigarettes, getting out of the car I pull out my store key. Unlocking the door I let the band in, Jordan followed in last.
“So, Ariel how’d my little snow angel do for tattoos?” Oli, Hannah’s husband smiled kissing her cheek.
“Really good, I really like mine and I think that Ariel would agree,” Jordan looked down at me as I came around and hugged his side.
“I love it Hannah,” I smile running my hand through my hair.
“We better get started, we have to be on the road in less than an hour,” Matt N started getting frustrated.
“Okay, head out to the rock set out back then boys. Hannah can you grab my flash card? I got the camera.” Picking up my camera case from behind the front counter. Hannah ran to the back room behind the desk, coming back out with it. Getting to the back of the studio, I could see the whole band ready to do the shoot.
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Hannah brought me over a water bottle from one of the coolers that the boys kept backstage, taking a drink from the bottle I started to feel better. I had left my post in the front of the stage and moved to backstage. I had started to feel sick, the water didn’t really help.
“Okay guys, so we’re gonna stop the show, this is so one of the members can make an announcement,” Oli smiles over at us, I look back at him confused.
“I don’t know if anyone noticed the Instagram photo posted from me last night,” Jordan’s voice speaks over the microphone. “Well, the rumors that someone spread,” shooting Hannah a sarcastic glare. “They are true, Ariel and I are getting married, so I just wanted to take a few seconds to tell her that I love her and I will forever protect my precious mermaid.” Overflowing with emotion I run on stage over to Jordan and kiss him. The crowd awing at us, a few boos but I mean he really is a catch. I really am the luckiest mermaid in the sea.
The announcement
His mermaid, Her Fish
- A Jordan Fish Series -
The First Installment
I could feel my body being shaken awake, I groaned pushing the hand off my body. I snuggled further into the covers and the bed.
“Baby, come on wake up.” I could hear a soft voice say in between the kisses on my skin. I smiled and turn around, instantly regretting it as I was meet with the sun.
“Fucking hell! Why is the sun so fucking bright.” I groaned turning back around, my head started pounding.
“Baby you're hungover, come one I have some aspirin and some water. Take them, you need to be up soon. The band is going to show up at your studio soon,” I opened my eyes rolling over slowly, staring up into the brightest blue eyes I could have ever seen. Knowing I would catch him off guard I lean up and kiss him.
“I know I’m hungover. My head and eyes are telling me that Jordan.” I sass him while smirking.
“I’ll tell them you're gonna be late. I have to meet them for coffee before we head to the shoot okay?” Jordan smiles handing me the water and pills. Taking them, I set the cup down on the nightstand he leaves. “I love you, my beautiful mermaid,” he had given me the nickname because of my bright red hair, he smiles heading out the bedroom door. I look down at the ring on my finger.
We had been engaged for almost 3 months, I still couldn’t believe it. I reached over picking up my phone and looking at it. 200 Instagram notifications. Opening the app up, most of them are comments. I notice that Jordan tagged me in something, opening up the tag I realize it’s the tattoos we got last night. On his forearm he as “My mermaid to protect,” on a ribbon that goes across a mermaid, on the opposite forearm I have “My fish to keep,” on a ribbon that goes around a fish that resembles Flounder from the little mermaid. I smile at the caption “The newest Aridon tattoos”. I close my phone getting ready for the day.
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Getting into my car I groan, Why did I drink so much? I thought to myself. I could hear phone ringing in the mix of all the fuzziness from my hangover. I reach down and hit the green answer button.
“Hello?” I whimper hearing my own voice.
“Ariel, where the fuck are you? You’re supposed to be in the fucking studio twenty minutes ago.” I could hear the loud and very angry but cheerie voice.
“Jesus fucking christ Hannah. I’m on my way, Jordan was supposed to tell you that I was going to be late. I had one too many drinks last night at the party. God just give me another ten fucking minutes.” I whisper, my head throbbing from her voice.
“Okay, just hurry. I won’t hold it against you since it was your engagement party and he didn’t tell us. Also are you still shooting the show tonight? Or are you coming with us for the next one.” Lowering her voice and being calmer.
“I’m doing both Hannah. Now, if you want me at the studio I need to get off the phone.” I lightly giggle.
Hanging up the phone I put the car into reverse backing out of the drive starting to drive to the studio, pulling up I could see them sitting outside the studio. I watched as they put out their cigarettes, getting out of the car I pull out my store key. Unlocking the door I let the band in, Jordan followed in last.
“So, Ariel how’d my little snow angel do for tattoos?” Oli, Hannah’s husband smiled kissing her cheek.
“Really good, I really like mine and I think that Ariel would agree,” Jordan looked down at me as I came around and hugged his side.
“I love it Hannah,” I smile running my hand through my hair.
“We better get started, we have to be on the road in less than an hour,” Matt N started getting frustrated.
“Okay, head out to the rock set out back then boys. Hannah can you grab my flash card? I got the camera.” Picking up my camera case from behind the front counter. Hannah ran to the back room behind the desk, coming back out with it. Getting to the back of the studio, I could see the whole band ready to do the shoot.
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Hannah brought me over a water bottle from one of the coolers that the boys kept backstage, taking a drink from the bottle I started to feel better. I had left my post in the front of the stage and moved to backstage. I had started to feel sick, the water didn’t really help.
“Okay guys, so we’re gonna stop the show, this is so one of the members can make an announcement,” Oli smiles over at us, I look back at him confused.
“I don’t know if anyone noticed the Instagram photo posted from me last night,” Jordan’s voice speaks over the microphone. “Well, the rumors that someone spread,” shooting Hannah a sarcastic glare. “They are true, Ariel and I are getting married, so I just wanted to take a few seconds to tell her that I love her and I will forever protect my precious mermaid.” Overflowing with emotion I run on stage over to Jordan and kiss him. The crowd awing at us, a few boos but I mean he really is a catch. I really am the luckiest mermaid in the sea.
New thing!
Hey guys! It’s Hannah and Keeley from I’ve Been Idolizing the Light in Your Eyes, this will be where we post any non-fanfiction pieces. So it could range from just random blurts of words to actually stories to poems to just like a little update on things. We don’t really know yet.
H: I may be posting on here more than on the other just because sometimes doing a fan fiction story or one-shot is harder for me to write than just a poem or random story. I do have a series like Keeley just started that I have in the works. I have like 600 words on the first piece so far but yes. I also have a single story piece that hopefully if pulled off right will be really fun for you guys to read both sides. But, if you guys follow this one you may notice that I may randomly post numbers. If you have requested something or I have recently made an announcement about working on a piece it’s most likely how many words I have written that night or how many I have on the document. I try to do at least between 800-1000 words per story.
Guys go check out the new thing we’re (probably mostly Hannah) doing!
Peppermint Tea
A Phil Lester Series
Can Love Be Written
~ Addition One ~
You had been up all night, not finding a good way to fall asleep plus Phil would be home soon. Having paced all around the tiny flat as you waited, you got a bit tired and the nerves in your stomach didn’t go away. Finally, you settled on making some peppermint tea to help calm the nerves in your stomach. When the tea was finished you made your way to sit on the couch, sipping on the warm liquid.
This wasn’t a usual night, normally you’d be able to go to bed just fine and be up extra early to greet the boys when they came home. It wasn’t much different, you were excited but it wasn’t the only thing on your mind. That’s why you had hoped to get in a few hours of sleep, knowing that you’d be up for awhile once Phil got home. He would want to tell you all about his trip as you two fell asleep together.
As you carried on sipping your tea, you ran a hand over your stomach. Looking down at the loose fabric of Phil’s shirt that covered a big surprise. With the extra bit of weight that hung there you knew that you wouldn’t show for a bit. You still wanted to till Phil as soon as you could overcome your nerves. Having woken up a few days after he left, quite early in the morning with a bit of what you thought, was just a stomach bug. Then with a few more mornings the same way you decided to make a quick run to the store with your close friend, Heather, to buy a few tests. After getting many positive tests, you and Heather talked for the rest of the night what you would do. Agreeing with Heather, that you should inform him once he was home or least within the day.
You sat on our couch eager to tell Phil some exciting news once he got home. Sitting your coffee mug of tea onto the table in front of you, you relaxed into the couch.
“Y/N?” A voice tried to wake you during a much needed sleep. Shaking your head, you snuggled deeper into the couch trying to ignore them as they said your name again. There was light talking, mostly a friendly argument as another voice was trying to get them to stop.
“Y/N?” The same voice said as you felt a slight shake to your shoulder. Groaning you shook your shoulder to get them off before peeking an eye open. Coming eye to eye with bright blue eyes and a big goofy grin.
Realising it was the man you’ve been waiting for you sat up quickly and wrapped around arms around him. Trying to study yourself as you felt a little dizzy. “Oh,” You let out a tiny whisper as your head spun a little and your stomach felt ill.
“I’m missed you,” Phil’s voice rang through your ears as you pulled away.
You looked at him, before getting up from the couch and careful but quickly going to the bathroom. Kneeing on the floor you lifted the toilet lid before emptying your stomach into the bowl.
“Are you all right?” Phil’s accented voice asked, feeling light tickles as he gathered up your hair from around your face. You nodded as you took the ponytail holder from around your wrist and handed it to him. Carefully and loosely he wrapped her hair into a bun. “Would you like some tea?” He asked, “I think there’s still some peppermint tea.”
“Yes, please,” you told him, leaning your forehead against the toilet seat. You didn’t want to get up in case another wave of nausea hit you.
“Do you wanna stay here?” He asked, “or would you like to go to bed or the living room?” he added his voice soft as he gently rubbed your back.
You signed as your stomach began to settle, “Few more minutes,” you muttered to him. He didn’t say anything back but he continued rubbing your back.
As you started feeling better and thought it would be a good idea to stand up, nerves returning low in your belly. Phil helped stand you to your feet and checked you over, as you stared at his face. Etching into your mind how worried he looks about you before knocking into him with another hug.
“Careful, don’t want you sick,” Phil said, wrapping his arms around you and rubbing at your back.
Saying you missed him was probably an understatement, him and Dan weren’t gone all that long but it felt like the months. You just wanted to climb up the stairs and into Phil’s bed and cuddle for the rest of the night. Now that you appear to be sick Phil would probably agree with the statement but you really wanted to get something off your chest.
“I’ve missed you so much,” you mumbled into his chest.
You were replied with a rumble of laughter, “I’ve missed you too,” He said giving you a squeeze and letting go. “I believe it’s time for bed,” His eyes looked worried as his meant yours.
You shook your head, “Not yet, I wanna hear about your trip,” you smiled up at him.
“Your ill, Y/N,” he said, brushing a tiny piece of her behind your ear. He was being super sweet but you really didn’t want to sleep. You felt fine and you really did want to hear all about his trip. “Do you wanna brush your teeth?” Phila asked, “I’ll see if Dan made some tea,” he smiled at you.
You frowned, “You think my breath smells bad?” You asked.
“Um, well,” He frowned a little, “Throwing up isn’t good on your teeth,” He defended himself.
You giggled, “Really?”
He nodded as you pushed him out of the tiny toilet room to brush you teeth. “Check on the tea, Lester,” you playfully glared at him as he moved to go check on the tea.
Once your breath was fresh, after almost throwing up from the toothpaste. Managing to keep it down not to alarm the boys or give away any signals, you headed up stairs.
“Your tea,” Dan handed you, your already used but filled cup of tea before you took a seat on the couch.
“Thanks,” you smiled at him.
“Once that teas gone it’s off to bed with you,” Phil said walking into the living room with a bowl in hand. He sat down next to you, “Feel better?” He asked, as you noticed he was eating Dan’s cereal, again.
“Yes,” you assured him. Keeping the warm mug between your hands as you leaned against him.
“I’ll be in my room,” Dan said, by the time you looked over at him, he was already out the room.
You giggled, glancing him at Phil, “So, how was the trip?” You asked.
“It was great,” Phil smiled, he started with how awful he felt about leaving you here all alone. That he was sorry there wasn’t anyway to bring you with him as him and Dan we getting things settled for their tour in American. “You would have had fun, I think,” Phil told you about everything. Even though they hadn’t went all that far awhile, he had a great time and found a way to have fun. Though, he wouldn’t be Phil if he didn’t. “It’s so exciting,” Phil said, stopping as he chewed on some cereal.
You hadn’t been drinking too much tea as you sat there listening and watching him as he talked about his adventure. “I’m glad you had a great time,” she smiled at him as he looked at you, “I’m excited for you too, I’ll have to try to come out to see you.”
“I hope so too,” Phil’s eyes light up at the thought of you joining him on tour. “How was your week here?” He asked.
You stared at him, as you bit your lip. It felt all too soon, he has only been home for an hour and you were going to lay huge news on him just like that.
“Y/N?” Phil asked, worry crossed his eyes as he looked at you.
“Oh, sorry,” you muttered. “It was great, um, Heather, she came over for a little bit,” you told him, “We had a girls night, movies, and sweets,” you nodded, biting at your lip. How were you suppose to tell someone this kind of news. Looking down you picked at the hem of your shorts, trying to avoid eye contact. “She stayed here a couple days, I hope that was okay,” you really didn’t think he’d mind, you were here by yourself.
“It’s fine,” Phil told you, “It’s kinda scary to be alone, here,” there was a smile on his face as you looked back up at him.
You didn’t want to crush that smile with the fact of having a baby with him. Though, you couldn’t keep it a secret at some point you were going to show. You were going to have more morning sickness and you didn’t think they’d pass it off as some cold. Though you were scared, who wouldn’t be?
“Are you sure you’re alright?” Phil asked.
You sat your tea cup down on the table before looking back at Phil. You nodded, leaning into and pressing your lips to his quickly.
“I’ve just missed you,” you said, hoping he’d believe it.
“You sure?” He asked, concerned as he sat down empty bowl and turned fully towards.
“We’ve been together for along time,” you said, not sure where you were going, but you were hoping to get the truth out somewhere, “We’ve been together so many ways, I didn’t think would have be possible, like for myself, that is,” You looked up at him. You could tell he was confused but at the same time he was happy to hear you talk. “So, we’ve been through a lot then,” You went on. “We tell each other…”
“Y/N?” You could hear Dan’s voice coming into the living room. You quickly looked at him, sighing and irritated that he was ruining your moment. “Y/N, what is…” You saw what as in his hands before he held it up and you moved quickly off the couch. Nervous because you wanted to tell Phil and not have it completely ruined you snatched the stick out of his hands, glaring at him. His eyes widen as he looked at you, holding his hands up but he stayed right where he was.
“What was it?” Phil asked, eyebrows frowning as you looked back at him.
“Oh,” you said, getting a little dizzy as you hid the item, “Um, nothing just a pair of underwear,” you said, moving to sit in front of him, again.
“I’m…” you both started at the same time.
“Pregnant,” you cut him off before he could finish what he was saying.
He stared at you, not in a completely horrified way in which you thought he would be. Though, he looked scared but yet, there was something else.
“What?” He couldn’t help as the corners of his mouth turned to turn into a grin.
You bit your lip, nodding, “Pregnant,” you repeated, “I, we are pregnant,” you said again.
“Woah, wow that’s…
“Disgusting,” Dan’s voice popped into the living room. “You did that when I was just crossed the hall?” He asked but sounded more like a statement.
You giggled as Phil blushed which made you laugh as you looked over at Dan. “Ready to be an uncle?” you asked him. Shook his head in with a playful angry face before leaving the room.
“There’s like a little person…” Phil started, “in there?” He questioned looking down towards your belly. “Like little Phils and Y/Ns?” Phil questions, with caution he brought his hands towards your belly lightly moving the shirt before poking at the skin. You let him explore this in his own way as he came to the conclusion there would be something growing there.
“Well, yes and no,” you told him, giggling at his silliness. “We aren’t having a litter of children.”
He couldn’t help the smile that took over his face as he looked back up at you. “Like a full tiny human is in here?”
You laughed before kissing his lips, again.
Writen by Keeley :)
Peppermint Tea
A Phil Lester Series
Can Love Be Written
~ Addition One ~
You had been up all night, not finding a good way to fall asleep plus Phil would be home soon. Having paced all around the tiny flat as you waited, you got a bit tired and the nerves in your stomach didn’t go away. Finally, you settled on making some peppermint tea to help calm the nerves in your stomach. When the tea was finished you made your way to sit on the couch, sipping on the warm liquid.
This wasn’t a usual night, normally you’d be able to go to bed just fine and be up extra early to greet the boys when they came home. It wasn’t much different, you were excited but it wasn’t the only thing on your mind. That’s why you had hoped to get in a few hours of sleep, knowing that you’d be up for awhile once Phil got home. He would want to tell you all about his trip as you two fell asleep together.
As you carried on sipping your tea, you ran a hand over your stomach. Looking down at the loose fabric of Phil’s shirt that covered a big surprise. With the extra bit of weight that hung there you knew that you wouldn’t show for a bit. You still wanted to till Phil as soon as you could overcome your nerves. Having woken up a few days after he left, quite early in the morning with a bit of what you thought, was just a stomach bug. Then with a few more mornings the same way you decided to make a quick run to the store with your close friend, Heather, to buy a few tests. After getting many positive tests, you and Heather talked for the rest of the night what you would do. Agreeing with Heather, that you should inform him once he was home or least within the day.
You sat on our couch eager to tell Phil some exciting news once he got home. Sitting your coffee mug of tea onto the table in front of you, you relaxed into the couch.
“Y/N?” A voice tried to wake you during a much needed sleep. Shaking your head, you snuggled deeper into the couch trying to ignore them as they said your name again. There was light talking, mostly a friendly argument as another voice was trying to get them to stop.
“Y/N?” The same voice said as you felt a slight shake to your shoulder. Groaning you shook your shoulder to get them off before peeking an eye open. Coming eye to eye with bright blue eyes and a big goofy grin.
Realising it was the man you’ve been waiting for you sat up quickly and wrapped around arms around him. Trying to study yourself as you felt a little dizzy. “Oh,” You let out a tiny whisper as your head spun a little and your stomach felt ill.
“I’m missed you,” Phil’s voice rang through your ears as you pulled away.
You looked at him, before getting up from the couch and careful but quickly going to the bathroom. Kneeing on the floor you lifted the toilet lid before emptying your stomach into the bowl.
“Are you all right?” Phil’s accented voice asked, feeling light tickles as he gathered up your hair from around your face. You nodded as you took the ponytail holder from around your wrist and handed it to him. Carefully and loosely he wrapped her hair into a bun. “Would you like some tea?” He asked, “I think there’s still some peppermint tea.”
“Yes, please,” you told him, leaning your forehead against the toilet seat. You didn’t want to get up in case another wave of nausea hit you.
“Do you wanna stay here?” He asked, “or would you like to go to bed or the living room?” he added his voice soft as he gently rubbed your back.
You signed as your stomach began to settle, “Few more minutes,” you muttered to him. He didn’t say anything back but he continued rubbing your back.
As you started feeling better and thought it would be a good idea to stand up, nerves returning low in your belly. Phil helped stand you to your feet and checked you over, as you stared at his face. Etching into your mind how worried he looks about you before knocking into him with another hug.
“Careful, don’t want you sick,” Phil said, wrapping his arms around you and rubbing at your back.
Saying you missed him was probably an understatement, him and Dan weren’t gone all that long but it felt like the months. You just wanted to climb up the stairs and into Phil’s bed and cuddle for the rest of the night. Now that you appear to be sick Phil would probably agree with the statement but you really wanted to get something off your chest.
“I’ve missed you so much,” you mumbled into his chest.
You were replied with a rumble of laughter, “I’ve missed you too,” He said giving you a squeeze and letting go. “I believe it’s time for bed,” His eyes looked worried as his meant yours.
You shook your head, “Not yet, I wanna hear about your trip,” you smiled up at him.
“Your ill, Y/N,” he said, brushing a tiny piece of her behind your ear. He was being super sweet but you really didn’t want to sleep. You felt fine and you really did want to hear all about his trip. “Do you wanna brush your teeth?” Phila asked, “I’ll see if Dan made some tea,” he smiled at you.
You frowned, “You think my breath smells bad?” You asked.
“Um, well,” He frowned a little, “Throwing up isn’t good on your teeth,” He defended himself.
You giggled, “Really?”
He nodded as you pushed him out of the tiny toilet room to brush you teeth. “Check on the tea, Lester,” you playfully glared at him as he moved to go check on the tea.
Once your breath was fresh, after almost throwing up from the toothpaste. Managing to keep it down not to alarm the boys or give away any signals, you headed up stairs.
“Your tea,” Dan handed you, your already used but filled cup of tea before you took a seat on the couch.
“Thanks,” you smiled at him.
“Once that teas gone it’s off to bed with you,” Phil said walking into the living room with a bowl in hand. He sat down next to you, “Feel better?” He asked, as you noticed he was eating Dan’s cereal, again.
“Yes,” you assured him. Keeping the warm mug between your hands as you leaned against him.
“I’ll be in my room,” Dan said, by the time you looked over at him, he was already out the room.
You giggled, glancing him at Phil, “So, how was the trip?” You asked.
“It was great,” Phil smiled, he started with how awful he felt about leaving you here all alone. That he was sorry there wasn’t anyway to bring you with him as him and Dan we getting things settled for their tour in American. “You would have had fun, I think,” Phil told you about everything. Even though they hadn’t went all that far awhile, he had a great time and found a way to have fun. Though, he wouldn’t be Phil if he didn’t. “It’s so exciting,” Phil said, stopping as he chewed on some cereal.
You hadn’t been drinking too much tea as you sat there listening and watching him as he talked about his adventure. “I’m glad you had a great time,” she smiled at him as he looked at you, “I’m excited for you too, I’ll have to try to come out to see you.”
“I hope so too,” Phil’s eyes light up at the thought of you joining him on tour. “How was your week here?” He asked.
You stared at him, as you bit your lip. It felt all too soon, he has only been home for an hour and you were going to lay huge news on him just like that.
“Y/N?” Phil asked, worry crossed his eyes as he looked at you.
“Oh, sorry,” you muttered. “It was great, um, Heather, she came over for a little bit,” you told him, “We had a girls night, movies, and sweets,” you nodded, biting at your lip. How were you suppose to tell someone this kind of news. Looking down you picked at the hem of your shorts, trying to avoid eye contact. “She stayed here a couple days, I hope that was okay,” you really didn’t think he’d mind, you were here by yourself.
“It’s fine,” Phil told you, “It’s kinda scary to be alone, here,” there was a smile on his face as you looked back up at him.
You didn’t want to crush that smile with the fact of having a baby with him. Though, you couldn’t keep it a secret at some point you were going to show. You were going to have more morning sickness and you didn’t think they’d pass it off as some cold. Though you were scared, who wouldn’t be?
“Are you sure you're alright?” Phil asked.
You sat your tea cup down on the table before looking back at Phil. You nodded, leaning into and pressing your lips to his quickly.
“I’ve just missed you,” you said, hoping he’d believe it.
“You sure?” He asked, concerned as he sat down empty bowl and turned fully towards.
“We've been together for along time,” you said, not sure where you were going, but you were hoping to get the truth out somewhere, “We’ve been together so many ways, I didn’t think would have be possible, like for myself, that is,” You looked up at him. You could tell he was confused but at the same time he was happy to hear you talk. “So, we’ve been through a lot then,” You went on. “We tell each other…”
“Y/N?” You could hear Dan’s voice coming into the living room. You quickly looked at him, sighing and irritated that he was ruining your moment. “Y/N, what is…” You saw what as in his hands before he held it up and you moved quickly off the couch. Nervous because you wanted to tell Phil and not have it completely ruined you snatched the stick out of his hands, glaring at him. His eyes widen as he looked at you, holding his hands up but he stayed right where he was.
“What was it?” Phil asked, eyebrows frowning as you looked back at him.
“Oh,” you said, getting a little dizzy as you hid the item, “Um, nothing just a pair of underwear,” you said, moving to sit in front of him, again.
“I’m…” you both started at the same time.
“Pregnant,” you cut him off before he could finish what he was saying.
He stared at you, not in a completely horrified way in which you thought he would be. Though, he looked scared but yet, there was something else.
“What?” He couldn’t help as the corners of his mouth turned to turn into a grin.
You bit your lip, nodding, “Pregnant,” you repeated, “I, we are pregnant,” you said again.
“Woah, wow that’s…
“Disgusting,” Dan’s voice popped into the living room. “You did that when I was just crossed the hall?” He asked but sounded more like a statement.
You giggled as Phil blushed which made you laugh as you looked over at Dan. “Ready to be an uncle?” you asked him. Shook his head in with a playful angry face before leaving the room.
“There’s like a little person…” Phil started, “in there?” He questioned looking down towards your belly. “Like little Phils and Y/Ns?” Phil questions, with caution he brought his hands towards your belly lightly moving the shirt before poking at the skin. You let him explore this in his own way as he came to the conclusion there would be something growing there.
“Well, yes and no,” you told him, giggling at his silliness. “We aren’t having a litter of children.”
He couldn’t help the smile that took over his face as he looked back up at you. “Like a full tiny human is in here?”
You laughed before kissing his lips, again.
Writen by Keeley :)
Okay, now we are coming back :)
I, well the both of us have some new writing to share. Finally, I will be posting the first addition of what I hope to be a small series like thing. Something will be posted later today ;)
Coming back!
I’m really hoping to come back with some great one-shots and maybe even a continuing story-line :)
#2 Halloween
AmazingPhil; Halloween
He was internet famous and unbelievably adorable. You didn’t think there was anything else that would possibly make him more attractive tell your first holiday with him came around. Which was Halloween, though they didn’t do the trick or treating in England like they did in american. Though Phil couldn’t seem to pass up the sweaters or festive T-shirts. He probably had a different one for everyday of the week, plus a couple that you snuck to wear as well.
“Phil?” You called through the small flat, finding him snuggled under and blanket with a steaming cup of hot chocolate in his hand. Staring close at the TV that played some spooky halloween themed movie. “Phil?” You tired again, but he wasn’t giving you any attention. Sighing, you rolled your eyes, thinking of a way to get his attention. “Phillip?” You try for his full name but he was still cuddle and sucked deep into the movie. Rolling your eyes you shook your head and went to bloop yourself right down next to him but he didn’t even look your way.
You waited for him to lean forwards, sitting his mug on the coffee table before you shoved yourself into his lap. Smiling up at him as he gave you that goofy look, and laugh down at you.
“What are you doing?” he asked, turning his head. He kept smiling and you wished you would capture this moment forever but your mind would have to do it’s best to remember.
Giggling, you shrugged. “I called your name,” you tell him. Reaching up and poking his nose.
He crinkled it up and laughed as you sat up and leaned into him. “This is a scary movie, maybe you shouldn't watch it,” Phil looked concern, “It might give you nightmares,” he added as he paused the show.
“You sure it won't give you nightmares?” You asked your boyfriend, rising your brows at him.
“This isn’t very that scary.”
You laughed, leaned into him, again and pulled some of the covers of you. “Of course, of course,” you smiled up at him before leaning up and pressing a kiss against his cheek.
- Keeley J