I love your fics and I saw you wanted ideas so here I am. I thought maybe you could do a Taylor inspired fic for Laurie with Love Story maybe with like a ball or something?
ooohh! yes! Iâve been waiting on a laurie fic request for a while now!
maybe with another march sister reader??
(tumblr deleted my first draft so i have to re-write!)
LOVE STORY (INSPIRED BY THE TAYLOR SWIFT SONG âLOVE STORYâ!)
laurie laurence x march sister (fem) reader!
description - you have been friends with laurie (along with your sisters) since his mother passed away. laurie was the lonely boy who was living with old mr laurence who lived opposite the march house, and ever since he started hanging around with you and your sisters, youâve started to have feelings for him. six years later, you are travelling around europe with aunt march as her companion whilst you are studying and completing your acting classes. you and aunt march are invited to a ball in paris and someone in particular is on the list for you to dance with for the night! - i tried to make it similar to amy and laurieâs story but the reader wanting to be an actress rather than an artist like amy!
youâve always loved laurie. always.
even when he had feelings for one of your older sisters josephine (or jo).
youâd be the one sitting aside, especially during your eldest sister megâs wedding, while you watch jo and laurie dance. amy would reassure you that youâd be okay as you sit with her and beth (as she continued to struggle slightly from trying to get better from scarlet fever).
when beth got scarlet fever, laurie was always around for you. when you found out about it, jo and meg told you to stay with aunt march until beth is well again.
âi donât want to say with aunt march! id rather catch scarlet fever than stay with her, the poodle and the parrot!â youâd wine as you put your head between the pillows of the couch while laurie would insist for you to stay with aunt march.
he was very persuasive, but in a kind way.
he wouldnât tell you to do something if you didnât want to. but this was serious. the spread of scarlet fever was serious. it wasnât a joke anymore. you just about understood that.
laurie told you heâd come and see you, and you suggested for him to bring either the carriage or the phaeton, which he did, just to make you happy.
whenever laurie came to see you, youâd be dancing dramatically (as you would usually) wearing aunt marchâs feathered things. youâd smile at him when you realise heâs been standing at the doorframe of the room watching you.
youâd show him things such as aunt marchâs wedding ring (which you told him that she was too fat to wear anymore - heâd snigger at you quietly when you said this), the golden bracelet that was for the only child she ever had (until it died unfortunatelyâŠ) or perhaps anything else you had found amongst aunt marchâs house while she was napping.
you would show laurie the will youâve written, since you thought youâd be the next to die to scarlet fever. laurie sat with you in confusion.
âfrom y/n m/n march, this is her will and testament for those that may die after her,â laurie read, âfor my sister jo, i give her my..â
in this case the list went on.. and on..
laurie looked at you, ây/n.. youâre not going to die! youâre not even sick!â he tells you, trying to reassure you that you were going to be fine.
then you look across to him, and slump down next to him, âi know.. itâs just a precaution! i will some day.. we all do!â you tell him.
thereâs a silence between the two of you. then you finally pluck up the confidence to ask laurie to write something else on your will.
âlaurie? i have one more thing for you to add?â you ask him, âi want all my curls cut off to all the men who had loved me!â
you seem a little dramatic, but laurie laughs at you slightly and quickly scribbles it down on the will for you.
âif you want to look horrific in your coffin, y/n, go ahead!â laurie tells you, laughing as he finishes writing your comment on the will.
it had been a year since and you had been travelling around europe with aunt march as her companion, while you completed and studied your acting classes.
you and aunt march were set to attend a ball in paris! you had changed a lot since you left home so aunt march suggested that you should start looking towards marriage now that you are properly of age now.
you had met a man named fred vaughn back a few years ago (heâs a friend of laurieâs) on the lake one summer. aunt march suggested for the two of you to marry, but you were unsure, and you thought that you wanted to make your own match.
you arrived at the ball venue in paris. you looked stunning. one of the best dressed probably..
as you entered the venue, you were given a card which included 6 men that wanted to dance with you for the evening.
you glanced at the names on the card briefly (except for the first - which you headed to first).
gregory lance - the first gentleman on the list. wants to dance âthe sarabandâ with you. so you headed towards him for the dance.
as you quickly got through each dance, you finished your fifth finally. you said goodbye to david molesey - who was your fifth dancer, and looked down to your card again to find your sixth and last dance of the night.
you looked down to spot a familiar name on your card.
â6. theodore laurence - lancersâ
you smile and start to look for laurie, not realising that he was already staring at you from the doorframe of the room.
you smile at him and you decide to meet each other half way.
you hug him straight away, trying not to let you or laurie ruin your look of the night. âlaurie! what are you doing here? i thought you were in london with your grandfather!â you said, smiling at him.
he smiles at you, completely in awe of you of how beautiful you look, âwell.. i guess i am needed here just incase you need anything, y/n march!â he said, âand you look so beautiful! i almost didnât recognise you!â
you blush a little and slap his arm softly, âyeah yeah.. what have you been up to, laurie?â you ask him, âanymore of the gambling and the drinking?â
he laughs slightly, âno.. no.. none of that recently, y/n!â he tells you, then you remember something that didnât do laurie any good recently.
âim so sorry jo turned you down, laurie.. im so sorry.â you tell him, looking at him, making sure heâs okay.
laurie looks back up at you, âdonât worry.. im not..â he said to you, smiling at you and taking in the view of you, then he remembered that you both have a dance together, âmiss march? may i have this dance?â
laurie takes your hand in his, leading you to the middle of the room to start the dance. you nod at him, âone often does at a ball, laurie laurence..â you tell him, giggling at him a little.
he smiles at you, as you both walk and start the dance. the dance has become more easier for you both.
you remember when you were younger, probably about five years ago, you and laurie were stood in the laurence house dancing. beth was playing the piano, meg was constantly flirting with mr brooke and jo and amy were giggling at you two while we continued to step on each others feet as you both danced.
oddly it was the same dance that were to start dancing at the ball just then. it was a familiar feeling that you hadnât seen or talked of in a long while. the nostalgia rushed back to you both immediately.
as the music and the dance stopped, there was a sense of something between you two.
you invited laurie to talk with aunt march and a few others. a lot of aunt marchâs friends thought you and laurie were married!
you just shut your mouth and didnât say much after that.
you decided to have a break and walk outside to get some air on the balcony. it was getting slightly too warm in the building so it was good to escape for a few minutes.
you didnât notice laurie behind you, so it shocked you for a moment.
ây/n? are you alright?â he asked you, finally catching up with you and standing next to you on the balcony.
you smile up at him, âyes.. yes.. im fine.. i just needed some air..â you tell him.
you notice two boats on the ocean near to the venue, as you both stood on the balcony. the boats were close together. laurie caught you looking at them, and swiftly looked back at you to admire you.
âthose boats are pretty close together.. as if they are on the same path..â you mumble to him.
laurie smiles and takes your hand in his. this gets you to look up at him. ây/n.. are we on the same path?â he asks you.
you suddenly look from the boats to laurie, who had now taken your hand in his. you looked into his eyes. you both knew exactly what you wanted.
âi guess we are, laurieâŠâ you finally admit, as you start smiling at him.
you both stand and admire each other for a couple of seconds, then laurie begins to hold your waist, now leaning into you slowly.
as you both continue to stand on the balcony, you and laurie lean in together for a slow but passionate kiss.
you bring your hand to his cheek, and continue to kiss. the two of you felt alive at this point. more alive than you both have ever felt, ever.
you knew you shouldâve told him how you felt years ago, although laurie was in love with jo at the time. gladly, you didnât think that was the case anymore.
laurie loved you. and you only.
you loved laurie. and laurie only.
you both moved away from the kiss, laughing and sniggering still as if you were still children. you both knew that you werenât children anymore, since time and your childhoods have gone so fast, and you both had nothing you could do to change that.
you were just happy in the moment. the moment you were continuously picturing for years. you never thought it would ever happen, but here you both were. in that moment together.
you notice something different about him that you didnât see before.
âlaurie. you grew out your hair!â you say, playing with it a little.
laurie laughs at you slightly, âi guess you could care for it?â he says, now looking at you.
you smile at him happily, âalways, laurie⊠always!â you say, kissing his cheek.
suddenly someone with a letter on a tray walks to you and laurie. you pick it up swiftly and open it, making sure laurie stands by you though it, as you think the letter could be what you think it could be.
you read the letter. you were right.
you stand next to laurie and sob into his arms.
âitâs bethâŠâ you say as you put your head into his chest, letting laurie hold you.
you let laurie read the letter. itâs from marmee, clarifying bethâs death.
you werenât as close to beth as jo was to her. but you did have your fun times. especially that same moment when you, laurie and your sisters were in laurence house together, as beth played the piano while you and laurie would attempt to dance but instead youâd be treading on each others feet.
although you and beth werenât as close as her and jo were, she still was your sister.
it was as if you planned out her death, as if you planned out your own with the will you wrote and told laurie about a few years ago.
it took you a couple of days to get through bethâs death. you were still in paris, you told marmee youâd come home as soon as possible.
you had a mix of feelings about what could be happening between you and laurie and thoughts of beth, and the fact that you werenât there to support her when she was dying.
you stood on the balcony of the home you were staying in with aunt march. aunt march wasnât doing so great herself either. she was falling ill now.
laurie came to see you that same day. he wanted to talk about the relationship you had but he was unsure whether you were okay to talk about it after hearing about bethâs passing.
âi keep remembering that will i wrote when beth had scarlet fever..â you remind laurie, as you both stand together.
âyou bequeathed me a plaster horse, if i remember correctly.â laurie thought, as he looked at you.
âi had my death all planned out.. all rehearsed in my mindâŠâ you say, trying not to cry, âi had bethâs all rehearsed and ready too⊠thought it would.. tear me open.. or burn me down like a house. but now im just frozen!â
laurie took your hand in his again. âill come and see you everyday, y/nâŠâ he says, admiring you but also making sure that youâre okay.
you look up at him, slowly twiddling your thumb with his, âpromise me?â you ask.
he looks at you again, watching you twiddling your thumb with his, âyes.â laurie told you, now reaching into his pocket for something.
you wonder what he was looking for, so you decided to look out at the view from the castle balcony.
it took him a few seconds to find what he was looking for. he brought a black box from his pocket, and showed it to you.
you turned back to him and looked at the box. you were stunned.
âso.. y/n.. could we make it last forever?â he said, opening the box to reveal the engagement ring inside.
you were taken by surprise that laurie wants to marry you. you smile widely, and nod at him, letting him put the ring on your finger confirming your engagement.
you and laurie were on their way home from your long trip around europe with aunt march. aunt march had briefly found out about your engagement to laurie before passing out, and being taken home with aunt carrol and her daughter florence, who had been your other company before laurie arrived.
as soon as you arrived home, laurie helped you out of the carriage to find meg, marmee, father, amy, and jo (slowly) running out to greet you both.
marmee (with her good eye) noticed a ring on your finger. funnily enough, it wasnât the same ring that laurie gave you a few days ago. it wasnât the engagement ring.
you smiled down at the ring, and then looked back up at laurie.
âthatâs not an engagement ring!â marmee says, realising something.
you and laurie smile at each other as you notice marmee admiring your ring.
âitâs a wedding ring!â marmee says, pulling you into a large hug and kissing you on the cheek, while father shakes laurieâs hand to congratulate us both, and to thank him for marrying you.
you smile at your mother again. âi cant quite get my glove over it!â you laugh, then moving to laurie to give your âhusbandâ a kiss on the cheek.
the hustle and bustle around the march house after yours and laurieâs return and the surprise of your marriage spread amongst the house. especially to mr laurence (laurieâs grandfather), who had told him to go abroad after jo turned him down.
you were happy. both of you were.
turns out that jo was falling in love with the professor she met at the boarding house in New York. she arrived home a week after yours and laurieâs return after being out in town and the professor was waiting for her.
you knew she was in love with him. jo knew you had always been in love with laurie.
you kindly persuaded jo to tell professor bhaer how she felt about him, and from soon after that, all your sisters and yourself were in love.
you all sat together, you and laurie at the piano as laurie played and you rested your head on his shoulder, meg and john with kitty and minnie, marmee and father and finally jo and bhaer.
it just fitted together so perfectly.
please donât copy my work! <3
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