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Hear me out..

Hughes!sister x Macklin celebrini? So I don’t know if you know but Macklin like stayed with them or smth during the summer one year? (Something along the lines of that..? 😔) anyway.

Just something fluffy and cute of reader and Macklin being two teenagers ? Maybe it’s just about reader being nervous for him to come stay , or smth? Sorry, im awful at requesting things cause you can’t read my brain 😞.

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a/n :: i love this idea, and i love writing about teenage love so perfect! sorry if this wasn’t what you pictured, but i tried 💘

in this mack & reader are 15 and so is luke cause he’s her twin, so jack’s 17 and quinn is 19!

this is really short sorry :(

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“oh my gosh, y/n, can you chill? you’re making me anxious!” jack groaned, glancing up at his younger sister who’s been pacing back and forth for like an hour.

“yeah, why are you so freaked out? you’ve known mack for years, y/n, you’ll be fine. it’s not like you’re sleeping in the same room as him anyways!” luke piped up, and you shot your brothers, excluding quinn, a glare, and stop pacing for a moment.

“i know i’ve known him forever but like- we haven’t been dating for that long! now, he’s gonna see me when i’ve just woken up and in a bathing suit and-”

“so what?” quinn cuts her off. “macklin is head over heels for you, i can promise you that. everyone sees it but you.”

“maybe… but i’m still nervous! you guys would be nervous too if like your girlfriend was staying with us for the summer..” you huff softly, going back to your pacing and looking at your phone to see the time.

“i wouldn’t.” jack said, shrugging.

“of course you wouldn’t.” you mutter with a soft scoff.

a knock on the door pauses luke from what he was about to say, and you stop in your tracks.

after a moment of silence, ellen comes in the room and looks at you, but doesn’t bother questioning why you’re not getting the door and goes to open it herself.

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later at dinner, you sat with mack on your left and luke on your right, across from you three was quinn and jack, and at each end of the table was your parents.

it’d been going fine, and you weren’t so nervous anymore now that macklin was here, his presence just reminding you that there’s really nothing to be nervous about.

the two of you kept giggling and whispering to eachother as if you were little kids, and luke poked your arm and whispered: “not so nervous now, told ya,”, earning an eye roll from you before you turned back to mack.

“wanna go out on the boat after supper, guys?” ellen asks, and everyone collectively nods. you do, too, but a bit hesitantly.

this day in age, it was almost more weird to not be insecure of your body as a teenager, especially a girl, and you definitely were.

yeah, you’d known mack a pretty long time, but you’d never really had to be in a bathing suit in front of him up until now.

of course he would never judge you. it’s macklin. the boy with the kindest heart you ever knew and the most comforting words. and you tried to remind yourself that as you changed in the bathroom later.

you pulled on a baggy, off the shoulder t-shirt after changing into your light yellow bikini, and pulled on your jean shorts. you left the bathroom and went back to your room to get your phone and mack was on the bed, wearing only swim trunks.

“you excited?” you ask him, and he grins and nods.

“of course i am. im gonna show luke that im wayyy better at wake boarding than he is,” mack smirks and you giggle quietly, sitting down next to him nervously.

“hey,” macklin mumbles. he’s like, the most observant teenage boy on this earth in your mind. “what’s up with you? you’re all anxious today.”

“nothing, nothing,” you mumble quickly, giving him a small smile after he places his hand on your lower back and rubs it a bit.

“you’re a shitty liar,” he chuckled gently, kissing your cheek. “just tell me what’s wrong. you know you’ll cave eventually anyways.”

you sigh, knowing completely well that he’s absolutely right. you’re a terrible liar and can’t lie to him as hard as you try.

“i just.. you’ve never really seen me in a bathing suit.” you mutter. “and well… i’m not like, the skinniest,”

his face softens noticeably, and you can practically feel it even though you’re avoiding eye contact.

“baby,” macklin whispered, wrapping one arm around your shoulder and the other around your waist. “okay, first of all, you should know i don’t care about that. i don’t expect you to be a super model, and we’re only fifteen, babe,” he said gently, still rubbing your back.

he presses a gentle kiss to your temple before speaking again. “second… you’re absolutely beautiful. like, out of this world beautiful, likeee, you’re a freaking goddess!” he grins, and you smile a little.

“what im saying is that i dont care about what you or your body looks like anyways. i love you for you. your beautiful face is just an addition to your beautiful heart,” he says, pulling away and kissing your forehead lightly.

he knows you’re not really good at taking compliments, so he just speaks before you can. “let’s get going to the boat. i gotta beat your brothers,”

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ugh your writing is incredible i’m in awe of you. i’m just going to keep requesting i hope you don’t mind 😣 i’m a sucker for hurt/comfort so maybe macklin, where he’s usually incredibly unserious, dropping everything and doing anything he can to comfort his girl and will is shocked he even has that side to him!

a/n :: um so i love you?? you’re too kind!! and yes, please keep requesting! i find writing a lot easier when someone gives me the idea!

i myself am a huge sucker for hurt/comfort so thats even easier to write about! and once again i adore this idea!

i apologize for the photo of the couple looking not like mack at all…

warnings :: swearing, @ buse ! please don’t read if ur not comfortable with that, but it’s not descriptive.

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the team had a great game tonight, for a change. they won, mack and will both scored so it was pretty big for the duo — so, of course, mack forced will to go out to a party with him and some other teammates.

mack had originally asked if you wanted to come, but you said you were busy with studying for upcoming exams because christmas break was coming up, so he just told you he’d come to your dorm afterwards.

a little while after he got to the party, he got a text from you, telling him not to come over because you had too much studying to do. he told you it was fine and he could just keep you company, but you denied and said that it’d be too distracting and you really had to focus.

he agreed, but reluctantly, as he wanted to see you. he tried not to feel just a little offended by the fact that you didn’t congratulate him on his goal, but as he was thinking about that, he got another text from you:

my pretty girl ❤️

btw congrats on your goal baby! i wasn’t watching but i watched the highlight! you looked cute too😘

he grinned at his phone, beginning to type back a response before will grabbed his arm.

“it’s beer pong time!” will grinned, and mack typed a few emojis back to you before grinning at his friend and putting his phone away.

“i think you forgot im your dd,” mack reminded will with a soft huff. he wanted to celebrate, too, but he and will had a dumb schedule and it was his turn.

“we can just get a cab?” will asked him as they walked over to a table with a few of their friends standing by, and mack agreed.

“i’m going to y/n’s though, so you’re on your own with the pay,” mack grinned, and will groaned.

“fine, whatever,” will said, and they started to play their game.

mack and will played a few rounds of beer pong with their friends, many of which the duo had won.

a little while later, he got a text from you.

my pretty girl ❤️ my mom showed up.

oh shit. that was not good.

he remembers the day you opened up about your mom to him like it was yesterday.

you’d showed up at his house in your senior year of highschool, absolutely bawling your eyes out, a red mark in the shape of a hand on your cheek.

him, the teenage boy who normally was never serious, pulled you in the house and up to his room, comforting you as you cried about what had been happening in your home, until you fell asleep.

since you started college, you hadn’t spoke a word to your mom. she’d texted you occasionally, like a day or two after a holiday or your birthday.

you didn’t reply. you knew she just wanted to feel better about herself. but she was a shitty mother. no “happy birthday” or “merry christmas” was going to change that.

so he sends you a quick text back.

my world 🌎❤️ i’m on my way

“will, i gotta go. y/n’s mom is an ass and she randomly showed up at her dorm so i just- i have to be there.” macklin explained to his friend, who was honestly shocked.

will had genuinely never seen macklin so serious, except for the time that he was caught crying by him, and suprisingly, the unserious boy was a comforting man.

“okay, that’s fine. you should get a cab, though,” will told him, knowing he’d drank a bit.

“i’m not drunk, will, i’ve had like two drinks. you and i were kicking ass, the opposing teams were the ones drinking,” mack chuckled quietly. “i’ll text you later.”

will sighed and grinned, letting his friend go. he trusted macklin on that.

“alright, fine,” will huffed softly, and just like that, mack was gone out to his car.

it was a 16 minute drive from this party to your university, and he made in 10. he made sure he had his spare key to your dormitory before shutting off his car and jogging to get to you.

once he made it to your dorm, he silently prayed your mom wasn’t too bad as he unlocked it.

your mother was gone already, thankfully, and he noticed you laying on your bed, facing the wall, curled into a ball.

“babe,” mack mumbled softly, setting down his keys and phone on your bedside table before climbing in bed with you, resting an arm on your side as he gently swiped the hair away from your face.

your eyes were red and puffy, clearly you’d cried. he sighed softly, silently cursing your mother.

“what happened? why was she even here, gosh,” he muttered, and you just sniffled.

“okay.. we don’t have to talk about it. i’m right here, yeah?” he whispered in your ear, wrapping his arm around your waist and holding you.

“she’s such an asshole,” you sniffle softly, and that’s when the tears start.

“i know, baby, i know. i’m so sorry. you deserve the whole world, my pretty girl, and i’d do anything to give it to you.” he spoke softly in your ear, stroking your hair and planting a bunch of little kisses to your face.

your cheeks, your nose, your forehead, your jaw. he kissed wherever there was room on your face, eventually causing you to laugh, just a little, through your tears.

“i love that laugh of yours, y/n, don’t let your mother take that away from you. you’re allowed to be sad. but don’t drain yourself for someone who’s not putting in their all right back at you,” he murmurs, and you smile softly.

“before we started dating, i never knew you’d give such good advice,” you chuckle softly, and he grins.

“well, we started dating when i was an immature 16 year old,” he reminded, and you giggle.

“that was only three years ago, you know,” you grin, and he gasps softly, making you laugh again.

“i’m not immature anymore, though,” he said, and you nod.

“no. you’re not, don’t worry. i’m kidding,” you reply. “thank you for being here.” you add.

his grin turns into a soft smile. “i’ll always be here.”

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i’m embarrassed of how many times i watched this.

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macklin helping his gf move into her uni!! and she’s just so stressed to be further from him and worried about her roommate not liking her etc. just so sad and he’s just the best bf ever helping her feel settled and promising they’ll see eachother as much as she wants

a/n :: this is so cute stop 🥹 i really tried to make it longer but i just CANTTTT. i was gonna add macklin coming to visit but i decided to do that in a different blurb ! also sorry this doesn’t really add up because they’ve known eachother since they were born but she grew up in san jose and he didn’t.. but like who cares

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one day, nineteen hours. that’s the distance by car from your university, new york university, from san jose, where your boyfriend lives. one day and nineteen hours to drive with no stopping.

that was just one of your worries about going to college. there were so many. like what if your roommate didn’t like you? what if you didn’t like them? what if you couldn’t find the locations to your lectures?

it was all so terrifying. it was just a lot for one’s brain. you sat in the vehicle, driving to the airport in san jose, knees pulled up to your chest and leaning against the window.

mack sat in the passenger seat, his best friend will, driving you two to the airport.

you were staring out the window, watching the streets of san jose go by, taking in the place you’d grown up since you were six years old. it was bittersweet.

you were excited for college, of course you were! you’d dreamt of going to new york, let alone n.y.u, since you were in primary school.

but every little worry in your mind over powered that right now and overwhelmed you. it was scary, knowing that you’re getting on a plane for almost eight hours that would take you to the place that changes your life.

“so, y/n, how excited are you? didn’t you talk about wanting to go to new york when i first met you?” will asks from the front seat, wanting to make conversation as its oddly quiet in the car.

you didn’t answer, too zoned out of reality and into your thoughts to realize he was talking to you. macklin glanced back, and noticed your zoned out look.

he’d noticed you have been a bit tense recently, and he noticed how you dodged the subject of your relationship combined with you two being so far apart.

“babe?” mack says, and that causes you to look at him.

“sorry, huh?” you ask, and mack smiles worriedly at you. he doesn’t bring up your very obvious nervousness, just responds casually.

“will asked if you’re excited,” he replied calmly, shifting back to be comfortable in his seat.

“wh- well- yeah, i am excited, obviously, why wouldn’t i be?” you say quickly — a little too quickly — and will just shrugs.

“i was just asking,” will chuckled, and continued to drive in silence, parking close to the airport doors.

“thanks for the ride, will, see ya in a few days,” mack smiles and will responds briefly, and again, you don’t even know what he says, zoned into your thoughts.

the plane ride was long, boring and consisting of dumb little small talk and you sleeping on mack’s shoulder. you were glad you slept probably 6 hours of the flight, as it was less time to let your mind consume you.

if you hadn’t slept all that time, you probably would’ve broke down right there on the plane.

the two of you took a cab to your dormitory, checking in and getting your keys and what not.

the lady informed you that your roommate wasn’t checking in for a couple of more days. macklin carried your bigger suitcases up to your dorm room, you carrying the smaller and less heavy bags.

“ugh, i’m so sore, the plane-” macklin rubbed the back of his neck and began to talk as the two of you walked in the empty door room, but cut himself off when he saw your eyes start to water.

“y/n/n?” he asked, slightly speechless as you burst into tears and put your face in your hands.

he didn’t say or do anything for a moment, before coming back to his brain and walking over to you, silently pulling you into a hug.

he let you cry for a little bit, before speaking softly.

“what’s wrong, babe? you seemed off since we left,” mack mumbled softly, planting a kiss to the top of your head before pulling away.

“it’s so far from san jose, f-from home, and- and from you,” you sniffle softly, rubbing your eyes with shaking hands as he tucked your hair behind your ears.

“i know, y/n, but it’s gonna be fine. you and i have known eachother since before we could even talk, and we’ve always figured everything out just fine,” macklin reassured you, gently rubbing your back and leading you to the bed with only a plain mattress on it.

you two sat down as you continued to sniffle, beginning to talk again.

“yeah b-but what if my roommate doesn’t like me, or-or i don’t like her? then i’ll have no friends and be so far from home when something bad happens, and i won’t get to see you as much, a-and ever since i can remember i’ve seen you pretty much everyday!” you rambled shakily, picking at your fingernails as he rubbed your lower back in small soothing circles.

“first of all, your roommate is going to like you because you’re you, baby, no one can not like you,” he smiled sadly, wiping a tear from your cheek and holding your hands in his.

“second, if you don’t like her then you can switch, right? it might be hard but i’ll come right back and help you move, and third, i know that you think this is going to change our relationship, love, but it’s not. i’ve got money, i can fly to see you or i can get you a ticket to see me, whenever you want, okay?” he said softly, kissing your cheek and pulling you into another warm embrace.

“i’m so nervous,” you sniffled shakily, and he nods.

“i know you are. that is completely normal. but you’re gonna be fine, and so are we,” he whispers. “i’ll leave you my hoodie, oh, and that blanket i brought,”

he smiles at you when the two of you pull away, and you smile right back.

“okay, let’s get un packing! you’re roommate is gonna be like, shit, this girls awesome!” macklin smiled brightly and you chuckled quietly, wiping the rest of your tears off of your face.

you grab one of your bags, pulling out your pink silk bed sheets and groaning. “i hate putting on my sheets, it’s so annoying.” you mutter.

“start putting your stuff in your dresser,” mack grinned, grabbing the sheet from you and starting to put it on your bed. you smile gratefully and do as said.

“who’s gonna make my bed for me when you’re not here?” you sigh softly as you fold one of your tank tops and put it in your drawer, and he laughs softly.

“you clean your sheets what, once a week? i’ll probably see you that often, baby, i can do it still.” macklin smiled sweetly at you and again, you smile right back.

he spent three days there with you since your classes didn’t start yet, and those days had you two setting up your dorm, exploring campus and cuddling.

the goodbye was hard.

“i don’t want you to go,” you sniffle, the two of you standing on the sidewalk waiting for his uber to arrive.

“i know. i don’t want to go either,” he mumbles softly, holding your face in his hands.

“but i’ll see you so soon, pretty girl. i pinky promise.” mack adds, lacing his pinky finger with your smaller one, watching as your eyes flickered down to your hands.

“i know but..” you trail off, and he hushes you gently and hugs you tightly.

after hugging for a little while, his uber arrives, and you kiss him softly and wipe your eyes as he gets in the uber.

you watch him drive away, clutching the sleeves of the hoodie he’d left you this week, praying he’d keep his earlier promise about bringing you another next week.

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mack goal and will assist and will goal and mack assist life is so great

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request for will!! maybe him driving her around after a nightmare because it’s the only way he knows she’ll fall asleep

a/n :: wtfff that’s so cute stop, immediately started writing when i got this request because 🥹NO THIS IS THE CUTEST IDEA EVER ILY FOR REQUESTING THISSSS. also this is really short sorry!

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will was woken up by the sound of his girlfriend crying next to him, and he wasn’t quite sure if you were wake or not. he quickly sat up, blinking away the sleep in his eyes and turning on the lamp.

he knew you were one to have nightmares. he knew you’d been through a lot of stuff that resulted to many dreams of those times.

he gently placed a hand on your shoulder, rolling you over and trying to wake you.

“y/n? y/n, baby, wake up, it’s just a dre-” his soft voice is cut off by your sharp gasp, a whimper, and you abruptly sitting up.

“are you okay?” he asked quickly, and when he saw the tears in your eyes, he immediately pulled you into his arms.

“shh, it’s fine. it’s not real, babe, it was just a dream,” he whispers in your ear, tucking your hair out of your face and behind your ears.

“cmon. let’s go for a drive,” he tells you, already knowing the routine because of how much this happens.

he smiles, pulling away and wiping your tears before standing up and handing you his hoodie with a little sharks logo on it, which you put on right away and stand up.

he puts on another hoodie he has and grabs your hand gently, leading you out of his and macklin’s shared apartment, briefly telling mack that the two of you were going for a drive without questioning why his friend was still awake.

you two went down the three floors in the apartment, holding hands and walking out to his car.

“you want the aux?” will asks you as they get settled in the car. you smile a little and nod, and he connects his cars bluetooth to ‘y/n’s iphone’.

you open your phone, scrolling to your favourite spotify playlist and hitting the shuffle button, as “stay” by ty myers begins to play.

“ooh, i like this song,” he smiled at you before starting to drive, the streets of san jose much quieter than the usual buzz of the day time.

“me too,” you say softly, holding your hands together. it was something you’d done since you were little, holding your hands together and pretending someone was holding it instead.

will notices, quickly glancing away from the road ahead of him and grabbing your hand, holding it in his warm one.

“do you wanna talk about it?” he asks finally as they drive by the shark tank, the street and city lights the only thing lighting up the car other than the small screen and buttons of the vehicle.

“not really,” you reply quietly, and a little bit guiltily. you knew he just cared for you, so much, but you couldn’t help but feel guilty for waking him and ‘forcing’ him to drive around even when he should be sleeping.

“i’m sorry for… waking you up. you don’t have to drive me around everytime. i can just.. figure it out, someway,” you mutter, and will squeezes your hand softly before speaking.

“you know i don’t mind. i’ve told you that so many times, you’re my girlfriend and i love you, so if this helps you then we’re doing it.” he smiles, and you smile back. even if it was hard.

you lean over, holding his arm instead of his hand and resting your head on his shoulder, closing your eyes as you focus on the faint sounds of the city at night, and the music. focusing on the feeling of will next to you as you drifted off into sleep.

will smiled as he glanced down briefly and was met with the sight of your closed eyes. even when you were worn out, messy hair, any of that, you still looked absolutely beautiful in his eyes. and you always would.

just to be sure you’re sleeping, he whispers: “you awake?”

when you don’t reply, he turns down the road to go back to his apartment. once there, he grabs your phone, his phone, puts them in his pocket.

then, he makes sure he has his key handy before shifting you back to your seat, unbuckling and getting out of the car.

he goes around to the passenger side of the car, unbuckling you as quiet as possible and lifting you into his arms, bridal style.

he rubbed your back softly as he walked back into his apartment building, easily using his key to get in the house. he whispers a goodnight to mack, who does the same back with a small grin at the couple he found insanely adorable, and will walked down the hallway back to his bedroom.

after laying you down in his bed and putting your favourite blanket over you, the one you two always fight over, he plugged in your phone cause he knows it pisses you off when it’s not fully charged in the morning.

he kisses your forehead, pulls off his hoodie and pants before getting into bed, letting you have your space but not without whispering a soft “i love you so much” in your ear, even if he knows you won’t hear him.

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HANGOVER

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summary :: you literally just go to a party, wake up in the middle of the night hungover, get really sick.

warnings :: swearing, vomiting

a/n :: this was originally gonna be like a dark ass fic but i decided to make it cute instead. once again im new to writing and very unmotivated so no hate… also sorry this is kinda short!

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you wake up in a haze, vision blurry and head dizzy. then you noticed the pain and gross feeling in your stomach, and you remember what had happened. you were insanely hungover. you don’t even remember getting home, but assume your friend got you here.

“will?” you whisper weakly into your phone. you just needed your boyfriends comfort right now. will was all you ever really needed when you were upset. he made it better.

“hi, baby, what’s up? it’s late,” will murmured worriedly. usually you liked to text, so he knew if you were calling, especially this late, it was serious enough for him to answer.

“i really don’t feel good..” you sniffle, rubbing your eye with the sleeve of your (his) hoodie. “i need you. can you p-please come over? i’m sorry, i know it’s late but i feel really sick and y-you’re good with that stuff,” you explained, feeling bad for possibly waking him up.

“no, no, it’s okay. i’ll be there in 5, okay? just hang in there, you can stay on the phone if you want,” will stated. he’d do anything for you and he made that clear.

“that’s okay..” you whispered. “thank y-you. i’ll see ya soon…” you continued, hanging up and curling into a ball on your cold bathroom floor, burying your face in your arms.

will went as fast as he could without getting pulled over or hurt in his vehicle, before he made it your apartment. san jose was suprisingly quieter than normal tonight and he found that came in handy.

he used his spare key to get into the building and took the elevator up to the 5th floor, yours.

“y/n?” he called out once he got inside, quickly shoving off his shoes and hurrying to the bathroom where you lay, body shaky and curled in on yourself. he sighed worriedly and crouched down, rubbing your back.

“you’re gonna be okay.. i know you hate throwing up but if you just do then you’ll probably feel better, love…” he murmured softly, helping you sit up and hold your hair back.

you were crying weakly, hands shaking to the point where when you attempted to push your hair behind your ears you couldn’t even do that. so of course, will did it for you, tucking your soft locks behind your ears.

“it’s okay, just throw up and you’ll feel better, i promise.” will told you gently, holding your face in his hands before letting go and holding your hair back.

“i really.. don’t want to..” you sniffled shakily, and he nodded to your words.

“i know, baby, i know, but i think you’ll feel better afterwards.. and i’m right here, okay?” he whispered, and that, you caved and began to throw up into the toilet, more sobs coming out with the vomit.

“shh.. you’re okay, y/n. just get it out of your system, yeah?” he told you softly. his heart ached for you, knowing how horrible vomiting was for you. it was a fear he’d noticed you had.

he noticed when you squeezed your eyes shut if someone near you was sick or puking. he noticed when you tensed if someone said they had a stomach ache. will noticed you.

“will,” you whimpered weakly, looking up at him when you stopped puking. you looked so sad, and it made his heart ache.

“shh, it’s okay, i know.” will mumbled softly, pulling you into his arms as the pair sat on the bathroom floor together.

“you think you’re okay to go back to bed? i’ll get a bowl or something close by for if you feel sick again. it’d be comfier than the floor.” he smiled slightly at you, an attempt to make you happy even if you didn’t feel well.

when you nodded, he helped you get up and to your bed. he got you everything you’d need, like a bowl or water or painkillers. and him. and he made it bearable.

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WILL SMITH X ELIZABETH BROOKS

• she goes to bc with him! this is a college au

• ellie (elizabeth) is noah kahan coded

• she changes her hair colour a lot so some photos she’ll have different hair colours

parts:

coming soon !