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I Don’t Disappoint

A/N: Based off Jay Park’s song  also omg I thought I had no chill when writing some smuts but this song has no chill.

Sorry this is out late.

Warning: Contains Content. View At Your Own Risk!!!

     Dana had been working all week and while doing so he had become exhausted. You can understand Dana working so much. His passion was music and that’s what he was busy doing. There wasn’t a problem until he started missing important events and dates the two of you had. For at least two days now you had been giving Dana the silent treatment. You didn’t think he’d notice especially with him being super busy, but he did. It was unusual for you two not talk to Dana. You always had something to say or some meme to show him, but for two days it was nothing. Dana knew he must have severely messed up. 

You could hear the door unlock and the sound of it opening before also hearing the door close. Your eyes stayed locked on the television screen as Dana entered the living room. “Hey baby,” he softly said, walking over to you and giving your cheek a peck. “How was your day?” Dana asked after clearing his throat. You ignored his question and cut the television off. Dana sighed knowing you must still be angry with him for missing the dinner to celebrate one year of being a couple. Dana pulled the bouquet of flowers he was hiding from behind his back and held them in front of you. “Do you want to talk about it?” he asked this time.

“No,” you said, pushing the flowers in his hand away and getting up. A small smile embraced Dana’s face. He had gotten one word from you, so that was a step towards you forgiving him. You headed towards the kitchen to grab a snack before you went to sleep. “Food’s in the oven,” you said in monotone, shuffling to your room and slamming the door shut. Five words. Dana was up to you only saying five words to him. He smirked to himself and was determined to have you say more than that by the end of the night. You could hear clanking come from the kitchen knowing Dana was going to eat. You sighed to yourself and decided to take a shower before heading to bed. Even though you were still angry with Dana you were going to stop the silent treatment. More so saying one liners than anything. 

     You were stirred from your slumber by the feeling of someone kissing the back of your shoulder. The lips left your backside as you moved in your spot and mumbled something incoherently. The lips were back on your skin and as you slowly came to you realized it must have been Dana. “What are you doing?” you hummed trying to shrug Dana off. He ignored your actions and sunk his teeth into your skin. The spot he had chosen was your sweet spot and you hummed once again, but this time in pleasure. 

“I’m sorry I missed the reservations,” Dana whispered in your ear, nipping at your earlobe. You stayed quiet and tried to focus on your breathing. “Let me take the stress away and make it up to you,” he said this time. Dana’s fingers slid under your large t-shirt fingertips tickling at your skin. “Mhm?” Dana was getting tired of you ignoring him and he needed to blow off some steam too. You began to chew on your bottom lip and Dana pinched at your soft skin. “You know I don’t disappoint,” he softly said, a smile making its way onto his face when he heard a small whimper leave your lips. He had kept nibbling at your sweet spot and knew you were getting turned on. You let out a huff and began to turn over in your spot. You stared up at Dana and rolled your eyes. 

“You have to do more than this,” you muttered more to yourself, closely watching Dana shuffle down under the covers. You felt his fingers slip into the hem of your underwear and you reluctantly lifted your hips to allow him to pull it off. You were going to make Dana work for your forgiveness, but right now you’re going to enjoy the pleasure. Your head flew back into the pillow at the first lick and you kept a straight face. You knew how much Dana loved to hear your moans, so being quiet right now was probably driving him insane. Dana took another lick between your folds and you shifted. His arms circled around your legs and he drew you in closer, and began to tongue fuck you. Your breathing had become irregular and you hands gripped at the bed sheets. Even through all of this you still weren’t making a sound. The tip of Dana’s tongue played with your bundle of nerves and you bit even more on your bottom lip. If you had done it any harder surely blood would spill. Dana traced his finger over your entrance and slowly slipped it inside. Your body shook and pleasure and in order to elicit some type of sound from you, Dana took his other hand and slapped at your ass. You gasped in shock and a moan slipped from your lips. He smiled against your heat and you moaned even more.

“That’s right let me hear baby,” Dana said. Your eyes drooped in pleasure and you let out a shaky breath as Dana added in another finger and began to thrust them. You were soaking wet and from how much you were quivering beneath him Dana knew you were close. To your dismay he pulled away from you and you let out a whine of frustration. You sat up and pulled your shirt off as Dana came up from between your legs. One of his hands grabbed at your breasts and Dana massaged the plush flesh. His lips landed on yours in a deep kiss. Tongue licking at your bottom lip in asking for access. Your lips parted and Dana slipped his tongue inside. You moaned into his mouth allowing his tongue to massage yours. “Are you going to talk to me?” Dana questioned as he pulled away from the kiss. You shook your head in response. “No?” he said, eyebrows lifting in surprise. Dana’s hand reached down and his thumb pressed hard against your clit. “I’m not letting you finish until you talk to me,” he teased, slipping his fingers back inside of you. It was only for a split second but enough to make your skin crawl in the good way. “I’ll ask again. . .are you going to talk to me?” Dana smirked, face nuzzling into the crook of your neck and sucking love bites into your skin. Dana shifted above you and he pulled off his boxer briefs in the process. 

You stared up at him with narrowed eyes almost calling his bluff. You felt the head of his cock slide between your folds. The pressure of it tickling your clit made you moan. Your hips lifted in need of more and he pulled away from you completely. “DANA!” you whined, throwing a pillow in his direction when he climbed off the bed. 

“Oh now you’re talking to me,” he chuckled, digging inside one of the drawers. You sat up and crossed your arms over your chest. The sound of buzzing filled your ears you instantly knew what was in his hands. “You’ve been really mean to me these last two days,” Dana said, “So you’re going to lay here and you can’t finish until I say so.” He pressed the vibrator against your clit and you jolted in your spot at the intense vibrations. Before you could even grab the toy Dana grabbed your wrists and tied them to the bedpost. 

“Dana please,” you whimpered in a shaky voice. 

“I’m gonna shower,” he nonchalantly said, leaving you tied to the bed and moaning in pleasure. You were fighting hard not to release. Eyes squeezing shut as you tried to focus on anything but the pleasure. The sound of water being running echoed throughout your home. You shouted his name even louder this time and a jumbled mix of words followed as the pleasure kept building. You couldn’t hold it, but knew if you hadn’t then you’d be punished even more. It was beginning to be too much and you almost felt numb until Dana showed back up and pulled the toy away. You let out a cry of relief and your head fell back against the pillows as you tried to catch your breath. “You okay?” Dana cooed, wiping sweat from off your forehead. All you could do was nod. Words escaping your mind at how intense the pleasure had been. Dana scattered kissing over your face and you lazily looked at him. 

“I hate you,” you said in a breathy moan. You words were meant to be sincere and he knew that. Dana smirked at your words and hovered over you. His lips met yours in a sweet kiss this time and you gasped as he slowly entered you. Dana pushed in even more and your fingers gripped into his back. “Fuck,” you hissed once he had pushed all the way in. His cock was pulsating inside of you and you clenched at being filled up to the brim. 

“Like I said. I don’t disappoint,” Dana whispered, beginning to thrust. Your night was going to be filled with a lot of making up and you couldn’t be happier. 

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“You gotta move your hips”

A/N: This one is a bit short because I don’t know how else I’d extend it, but here ya go!

     Music was blasting loud throughout the studio and you leaned stood at the entrance watching Gabe finish off the lesson. He had been teaching young teens how to dance as a side business for a while now. You thought it was adorable watching them learn. Listening to every instruction Gabe gave them and using that to make their own choreo. It was amazing and the kids looked up to him. “Alright so I want you all to work on what you’ve learned today and for the next class we’ll put the whole thing together,” Gabe told everyone. Everyone nodded at his words. “I’ll see you next time. Have a good day!” he announced, clapping his hands together to get their attention. Everyone began to pack up and some of the kids even went to hug Gabe goodbye. 

Once the studio was clear Gabe’s attention turned towards you. “Looks like you had a fun day,” you commented, tossing your bag into a corner and sitting down to stretch. 

“Yeah we had a great time. How was your day?” Gabe questioned, switching the songs over so he could start with your lesson. Gabe leaned against the wall and smiled down at you.

“It was good. I got off work early today, so I’ve just been chilling out. What about you?” you questioned, lifting your arm up and over your head so you could stretch that out also. Gabe gestured around at the space to answer your question. He must have been there the whole day. Gabe pushed off the wall and took three long strides until he was in front of you. 

“Come on let’s start the routine,” he said, holding out his hand to help you up. You grabbed his hand and he pulled you up. “Have you been working on the moves from last time?” Gabe asked. You looked at him with a ‘what do you think’ type of way knowing good an well that Gabe knew you had been practicing. Gabe was currently still in teacher mode. You began to rock on the balls of your feet and Gabe stood back. “Show me what you have down so far,” he said, arms crossing over his chest and balled up fist resting under his chin. You let out a small huff and Gabe started the music for you. You took the first step and jumped forward into a small pose. Then the music fully began to play and you continued into the first three eight counts Gabe had taught you for the choreography. “Okay good good and move the hips-Y/N MOVE THE HIPS!” Gabe sighed in frustration and paused the music. 

“I had it last night,” you sighed, “You saw I had it!” Gabe sat down the remote and his shook his head at your words. “Look I’m trying,” you muttered, repeating the move, but failing once again. 

“The hips are the most important part to this dance.” You frowned at his words and Gabe walked up to you. He turned you to face the mirror and rested his hands on your hips. “Look baby you gotta move your hips,” Gabe said in a soft voice this time. His chest was pressed up against your back and Gabe’s fingers pressed into your skin. He gave you a slight push on the hip and you rocked to the side. Gabe slowly moved with you and guided your hips in the way that he wanted. 

“Like that?” you questioned, relaxing against his chest as he continued the movements.

“Slow and sensual,” Gabe said, nodding at your question. “Now roll it,” he whispered in your ear. You began to rotate your hips about and could feel Gabe’s crotch press against your backside. “See that’s how you do it,” he said. You moved away from him and cleared your throat.

“Okay let’s get back to work,” you smiled, playfully pushing at his chest. Gabe cleared his throat too then started the music once again. Just like before you jumped into some poses at the first two beats and went into the dance again. Your right hand pushed out as you slid to the side. “You got this,” you muttered to yourself just as the transition came in. You sucked in a deep breath and began to rotate your hips about. So far you were doing well, but was taken off guard a bit when Gabe came up behind you, slid his hands down your body and rest at your hips as he moved along with your dance.  Finally the part passed and you continued on through. 

“You did that perfectly,” Gabe praised, cutting off the music. You turned around to face him and grinned. 

“Were you suppose to join in?” you questioned, still feeling the touch of his hands on your skin. Your teeth sunk into your bottom lip as you eyed him curiously. You could see a hint of a smirk come across Gabe’s lips. 

“I wasn’t going to tell you, but yeah. This dance is sort of for two people as you could see,” he commented, “Let’s learn the rest of it.” Gabe began to break down the next half of the dance. Lessons didn’t really get that far because the tension between you and Gabe was too much to ignore. Just like every other dance lesson it ended with you and Gabe making out on the studio floor.  

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Disappointed

Warning: Contains Sexual Content. View At Your Own Risk!!!

     You shuffled into the dark room. Sock covered feet dragging against the carpet as you tossed your purse into a chair. The room was too quiet for your liking and for some reason you still felt upset over the argument you and Dana had earlier. You could see the outline of his body under the covers and slight movements from his steady breathing. A sigh left your lips and your hand went out to rest against the dresser as you pulled off your heels. Earlier that day you and Dana had gotten into an argument over the fact that he wasn’t going to your event. Over the past few weeks you had been working hard at work. With the job field you wanted to go in it required you to intern at an institute of your choice as a part of your credit hours. During that time you were asked to join in on the research studies and while doing so found a new habitat species. A banquet was held in honor of this new discovery and you were in fact offered a permanent position on the team after you graduated. You had wanted Dana to attend the banquet with you and celebrate a bit, but he turned it down because he had made plans months before to go with his best friend to another event.

The two of you ended up arguing over this and in the end you went to the banquet alone and upset. You were more so disappointed in the fact that Dana wasn’t going to be there with you to accept an award. Throughout the night you weren’t as excited as you should have been, but at some point you understood why Dana went with his friend. They had made these plans before you or Dana were even together. Not to mention you said a lot hurtful things towards Dana in the mist of your anger. Now that you were home your anger had subsided and all you wanted to do was cuddle with your boyfriend. 

You made your way to the bathroom and began to take off your makeup before slipping out of your dress to shower. It had been a long night and all you needed was a nice hot shower.  You couldn’t wait to tell Dana the good news you had, but since he was sleeping you decided to wait and tell him in the morning. You had no idea how long you were in the shower, but when you got out you felt better than before and slightly aroused. Once you had gotten dressed you climbed into bed and pulled the covers up over you. Dana shifted in his spot and turned to lay on his back. You stared at him for a few seconds and chewed at your bottom lip in thought. Another sigh left your lips and you scooted over to rest against his side, head laid on his chest. Out of instinct Dana’s arms wrapped around your chest and he drew you in closer. Your fingers trailed over his skin and slowly but surely Dana awoke. “Mhm hey,” he hummed, rubbing his hands up and down your arms. “You’re warm,” Dana whispered.

“Hi. . .I’m sorry about earlier,” you whispered, moving so that half your body was rested atop of him. Dana smiled at your words and you could feel his chest rumble as he laughed.

“That’s a first you know? You being the one to apologize first,” he said. You laughed too, rolling your eyes at his words. It was true. Whenever you and Dana got into arguments he was always the one to apologize first. 

“Well it was my fault,” you admitted, Dana smirked at your words and nudged his nose into your hair. Your eyebrows furrowed in confusion and you moved your leg up his body. Dana moaned a bit which made you confused even more. “Are you hard?” you questioned, not sure what brought on Dana’s arousal.

“Shut up,” he whined, beginning to laugh along with you. 

“How are you hard right now?” you asked, hand reaching down and softly grabbing at his cock. Dana shifted beneath you and let out a shaky breath. 

“The fact that you apologized first is hot. Turns me on,” he replied, eyes closing in bliss. You gave his cock a soft squeeze and nibbled at the skin upon his neck. Dana’s moans grew louder as you kept stroking. “It really turns me on,” he emphasized. You could feel the wetness pool between your legs at the sound of his moans. You moved in your spot until you were straddling him, hips already grinding against his clothes crotch. Dana pulled you down into a passionate kiss, his tongue darting out to lick at your bottom lip. Your lips parted and Dana stuck his tongue inside. You moaned into the kiss, hips moving at a faster pace. You pulled away from the kiss and trailed your lips down his neck and sucked some love bites into his skin. Dana’s chest rose at a rapid pace and you reached down to pull off his boxers. 

“Well I guess I’ll say it again. I’m sorry,” you whispered seductively. Lips trailing down his skin and towards where he needed you the most. Your touch left Dana’s skin on fire and he smiled in delight when he felt your tongue slide over the head of his cock. You swirled your tongue over the head and slowly took him into your mouth. 

“Fuck we should argue more often,” Dana joked. You moaned around his cock, the reverberations making his breath hitch. Your head began to bob at a steady pace, saliva beginning to pool out your mouth. Dana loved when you went down on him. It always made him feel like was on a high. Similar to how someone felt when on ecstasy. You came up for air and continued to stroke him. Dana lifted onto his elbows and watched intensely as you went back to giving him a blowjob. This time you took him all the way down your throat and reached out to play with his balls. “I love your mouth,” he moaned out, slowly thrusting into your mouth and taking control. You knew Dana was getting close to his release from how much he was moaning. At that moment you stopped what you were doing and climbed back up to kiss him. Dana took this opportunity to flip you onto your back. His hand reached down and into your panties to rub at your clit. He smirked even more at how soaked you were. 

“I need you so bad,” you hummed, pulling him back down into another kiss. You caressed his jaw, inhaling his scent deeply. He pulled down your panties and slid between your legs. “So at the banquet the awarded me for-mhm,” you moaned, feeling Dana slip inside. 

“You got an award?” he questioned and you nodded in return, spreading your legs apart further to allow him to inside even more. Dana started off with a slow thrust and your back arched in pleasure.

“And they offered me a job once I graduate,” you moaned, lifting your hips to match his pace. Dana smiled and his face buried into the crook of your neck. His pace began to pick up and your legs wrapped around his waist to draw him in closer. Dana cursed under his breath and rolled his hips into yours. His thrusts were sharp and it sent a tingle down your spine. 

“Well I guess this is celebratory sex,” Dana said, sending a kiss to your lips. His left hand gripped at your thigh and your hands tangled into his hair. Your moans echoed around room and the sound of skin slapping against skin could be heard all around. The air in the room was hot and sweat lined your skin. Dana pulled out and slid behind you so that the two of you were spooning. Once again you felt him fill you up to the brim and you let out a whine. The new position allowed him to reach a different angle and you could feel the head of his cock brush at your g-spot. Dana reached around to rub at your clit and your eyes shot open at the new sensation. The intense pleasure had you withering in his arms and you knew the sounds of your love making would wake the neighbors but you didn’t care. It was a perfect end to a semi crappy night. 

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Can't Be Friends (Part II)

Somehow Cole had convinced you into going to lunch with him. You we’re hesitant cause you hadn’t seen him since you left him. Now he’s sitting there halfway crazy just thinking about you drove him mad. He loved you so much and had been a trainwreck since you left. It was apparent in his voice as he talked over the phone, reminding you of all the good times you had together. It couldn’t just be him. Cause I know she still thinks about me too Cole thought. If you didn’t you wouldn’t have agreed to come right? Cole’s train of thought halted when he saw you. When you made eye contact you gave him a kind smile. “Hey Y/N, you look great” he said pecking your brown stained lips. Ignoring the fact that you failed to kiss back or even react to his kiss, he eyed you, taking in how your dress fitted over your hips and along your curves. You had let your natural curls out instead of straightening them, something Cole had been begging to see for months. “And you’re wearing the earings I bought you.” Smiling you touched the gold hoops you had loved so much. It was your birthday gift along with a new pair of shoes and a watch. “They’re actually my favorite pair” you mumbled “Oh and thank you. You look great too” you tried to sound convincing at the end but honestly Cole looked almost as bad as he sounded over the phone. Bags under his eyes, clearly red from crying, his facial hair unshaven, but you could tell he put a lot of effort to not look the way he sounded. “Really? I didn’t shave this morning and I know you like me clean shaven. Remember? You said it reminded you of Abe Lincoln and that you had no interest in being with the 16th president of the USA.” You couldn’t help but smile at the thought of him laughing at your remark and grabbing a pot to pretend to be Abe reciting his famous speech. “There’s that gorgeous smile I love so much” “Cole stooooopp” you giggled. Your smile quickly faded followed by Cole’s. He knew what he was doing. Putting all the good memories back and your head making you fall in love all over again. “Listen Cole, honey I love you. I honestly do and I don’t want you to get hurt and I don’t want you completely out of my life. I came here cause I wanted to work out a plan for us to be together but not "together”. Now I realize it ain’t no way in hell that I can be just friends with you“. Immediately after the said the words you regretted them. You could see Cole’s smile fade. You could see his hope fade to disappointment. ”And if I knew it ends like this I never would have kissed you“ he sighed. Cole couldn’t help to keep his composure, tears beginning to stream down his face. ”Cause I fell in love with you. We never would have kicked it“ in that moment Cole regretted all the time he had spent on you. He hated what you were putting him through and you could hear the anger in his tone. ”Girl now every things different“ he’d come to the conclusion that you could never love him the way he wanted. "It’s okay Cole. It’s not gonna be different. You lived without me before.” Now that he knew that he could comprehend what he had lost. “Y/N, I’ve lost my only lover and my friend what do you mean it’s okay, What do you mean it’s not gonna be different!?!?” He was now fully standing and screaming in your direction and was attracting an audience. He pulled some cash out his wallet and threw it on the table storming off. You sighed rubbing on your temples. Everything you didn’t want to happen went wrong. All you could do was cry. That’s why I wish we never did it you thought to yourself standing to leave the restaurant.

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Can't Be Friends

You wouldn’t answer the phone. Cole called for the 10th time today but you still didn’t return his call. He threw his phone across the room and smashed his fist into the wall. Look what this girl done did to me he thought to himself. Cole had never in his life felt like this. That feeling as if the whole world was crashing down around him. That feeling of breathlessness and emptiness that was soon replaced by frustration and rage. He couldn’t understand what was happening. How could you do this to him? You cut him off from a good good love. You’d been together happily for two years. It seemed as if every day was was as amazing as the first day you met. It was like a scene out of a movie. Cole seeing you from across the room feeling like you two were the only ones there. Him coaxing you away from your friends and taking you around town to all his favourite places. Telling you what each place meant to him. Everyday after that was a new adventure but all of a sudden you found yourself leaving Cole, telling him those days were gone. He quickly snapped out of it at the sound of his phone ringing. The words to Somewhere in Neverland by All Time Low playing from behind the couch where his phone had landed. It was the song that was playing when he first laid his eyes on you. “He-he-hello? Y/N?” “Cole I’m kind of busy right now so could you make it quick?” you asked. “Listen baby I love you. You know I loved you. I showed you how much I loved you. Do you remember me and you bodies pressed together, not a care in the world? All we had to worry about was us and nobody and nothing else cause we had each other. Me and you baby. The way it felt, there’s no fakin’ it.” “Cole please, I know, just please stop” you begged. He sounded hysterical, you could hear that he’d been hurt in his voice. “Y/N if you were uncomfortable with the way things were going you could’ve told me. Maybe we were movin’ just a little too fast. We could’ve slowed things down.” Your relationship replaying in his head. After one month he told you he loved you. At 6 months he asked you to move in. At a year he bought you a promise ring. He thought you were the one and he did everything in this power to let you know. He had your birthday tattooed on his lower right abdomen and you had “cap” over your ankle. You both had to come to terms with the fact that you were always gonna be a part of each other but you never brought yourself to it. “Cole I know what we’ve done, we can’t take it back but-” you took a deep breath, “How about you meet me in a hour and we can talk cause I gotta go Cole.” you asked hesitantly. You still loved Cole but you weren’t in love with him anymore and you didn’t want him to get his hopes up. 

So my friend wrote this because we were talking about Cole and she got the feels. I’m crying because the ending. This does not mean I’m back to writing IM5 again. This is just her wanting to share the work she wrote.

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Imagine for Meg

A/N: I hope you like this I literally wrote this imagine over twice until I got to this. Though I am posting the imagine now I still haven’t read over it to fix errors. I’m tired so I’ll do it tomorrow  

   “I think I’m seeing things!?!” Cole quickly said, hiding behind Gabe. “Is it really her!?!” Gabe furrowed his eyebrows at his friend, who was still hiding behind him.

“Who are you talking about?” Gabe questioned, looking towards Alex for any hint to what Cole was saying. She shrugged, just as confused as him. They all had decided on going to the mall, just chilling. 

“Meg Y/L/N,” Cole mumbled, peaking over Gabe’s shoulder to watch. It looked like you were filming, and he smiled realizing you were probably doing one of your many vlogs. You were one of Cole’s favorite YouTubers. Your videos ranging from serious topics to random skits. He loved your content, and was notified anytime you put up a new video, or even tweeted. 

“You should go say hi,” Alex suggested. They were all watching what you were doing. You handed the camera over to your friend, so you could take a picture with a fan. Cole shook his head at Alex’s words, but lit up at the thought of finally being able to meet you. He stood up, brushing at his shirt, and fixing his hair.

“Do I look alright?” Cole asked, sniffing his breath. His friends snickered at the way he was acting. Dana’s hands came down onto Cole’s shoulders, patting them.

“You look fine, now go talk to your dream girl,” Dana said, giving Cole some words of encouragement. He slightly nudged Cole over in your direction. Cole nodded, and he could feel his hands begin to shake as nervousness crept upon him. You go this, he thought to himself quickly making his way over to you before you walked away. 

“I love meeting you all, seriously if you ever see me in public just come say hi,” you said into the camera. Cole was about two feet away from you. A smile on his face when he heard your words. You could see him behind you. You watched as Cole would take a few steps forward, open his mouth then turn back around. You smiled, turning around when his back was towards you. You recognized him, and it suddenly clicked on who he was. Cole loved to tweet you, the two of you subtweeting each other once in a while. “Hi Cole,” you chirped, scaring him slightly. He jumped in surprise, a nervous chuckle leaving his mouth.

“H-Hi,” he muttered, scratching the back of his neck. He grinned at your words though. “You know who I am!?!” Cole excitedly asked. You nodded. holding the camera up.

“So I just ran into Cole Pendery, we’ve been wanting to meet each other for a long time now,” you said into the camera. That was true Cole had been tweeting about meeting you, and now it was happening. He didn’t imagine it going this way though. “What brings you to the mall today?” you asked, “Oh also do you mind the camera?”

“I don’t mind it. I’m here with some friends. What about you?” Cole pointed over to where everyone was, mentally face palming when he noticed them all staring. 

“Like usual I gotta do something on vlogging day,” you told him. “Maybe you, and your friends could join us, we’re heading to the beach later,” you suggested. Cole couldn’t believe you actually asked if he wanted to tag along. 

“That’ll be cool,” he commented, “Just let me go, and get everyone.” You nodded at his words, telling him that you would wait. He had been watching your videos from the start always showing support. You had to admit, you had a tiny crush on Cole. It was around the sixth time he tweeted you that you followed him, the two of you starting to DM each other. A small friendship had formed since then. It was funny how you two ended up at the same mall. Cole walked back over, his friends following behind. 

“Do we finally get to hang out?” you asked, feeling excitement course through your body. 

“Yeah, we do,” he smiled, “These are my friends.” Cole introduced you to them, and you introduced your friends to everyone too. This was a dream come true for Cole, and after today you two definitely saw each other more. Cole starting to become a regular on your YouTube videos. 

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Imagine for Meg

A/N: Sorry I decided no smut. I did get hit with inspiration due to my period. I don’t write enough of these, so let’s try my hand at it

     Cole leaned against the door frame to your shared bedroom, looking at you with worried eyes. “Is that comfortable?” he asked, a small smile making its way onto his lips. You shot a glare towards him.

“No, but I don’t feel like I’m dying if I stay in this position,” you growled, quickly going back into the position you were in. Cole’s lips parted in understanding when you said the word ‘dying.’ He pushed off the door frame, making his way over to you.

“That time of the month?” he asked, it must have slipped his mind because Cole usually knew when you would come on. With it being a Leap Year it seemed like your period was out of wack. You nodded letting out a slight groan. You were starting to feel pain again, and had to switch positions. Cole furrowed his eyebrows. You had a heating pad so he wasn’t sure why you were making these positions at all. “Don’t you have a heating pad?” he questioned, heading to the closet in search for it.

“It broke!” you whined a pout on your lips, pulling a pillow over your head. The ibuprofen hadn’t kicked in yet so you were shit out of luck. He stopped searching, and sat down next to you. 

“Aw my poor baby,” he whispered, “Where does it hurt?” You rolled onto your side, and pointed to your lower back where it was hurting the most. He lifted your shirt, and pressed his fingertips into your skin, starting to massage your lower back. This went on for a while, the ibuprofen soon kicking in. After a while Cole had saw you breathing steadily, and soon you were asleep.

     You rubbed at your eyes, a yawn leaving your lips as you walked into the living room. The television was on, but there was no Cole in sight. You furrowed your eyebrows in confusion. Wrapping the blanket around you tighter, you shuffled to the couch. You kicked your feet up, a frown on your face as you started to flip through the channels. Cole came back a few minutes later, bags in hand. He smiled when he saw you, “Ah you’re awake, good!” Cole said, closing the door with his foot. 

“Where’d you go?” you asked, resting your head back into the couch pillows. He grinned, digging into one of the bags. 

“I bought you a new heating pad,” he said, pulling out the box and handing it over. “Your favorite ice cream, and as much as I didn’t want to buy it,” he sighed, “I got you more tampons.” You rolled your eyes at the last part.

“That must of been so hard,” you sarcastically said, laughing a bit. He grabbed one of the pillows, hitting you with it as you laughed even more. 

“You’re welcome,” he hummed, handing over one of the bags.

“Thank you. What’s in the other bag?” you asked, pointing towards it. Cole placed the bag on the coffee table, sitting on the floor since you were laid out on the couch.

“I know neither of us want to cook tonight, so I bought Panda Express,” Cole said, pulling out the food. Your eyes widened in delight. It had been a while since you had ate Panda Express. “Who’s the best boyfriend ever?” Cole questioned, smirking up at you. 

“Zac Efron,” you replied, staring at the television. You had been watching Neighbors. Cole gave you a look, and you grinned. “I’m joking. You are the best boyfriend ever,” you cooed, squeezing his cheeks, and making his lips pucker. He grinned, and you two spent the rest of the night watching movies, and just chilling.

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Imagine for Danielle

     You had known for a while now that you were pregnant. A secret that you decided to keep from David. He had been stressed out for a few weeks now, and at the moment he was sick. It’s not that you don’t want to tell him about the pregnancy, its just you didn’t know how to tell him.   

     David being sick was perfect at the moment. Sure you were worried about him, but it was a cover up for your throwing up. In David’s mind, you were just becoming sick yourself. “I’m heading to the store do you need anything?” you asked David. You were running around the room trying to grab all of your stuff.

“Uh NyQuil, more Kleenex, and som-” he sneezed in the middle of his sentence.

“Bless you,” you smiled, trying to hold in a laugh.

“Thank you. And some soup,” he last said, sending you a weak smile. You walked over to him, placing a kiss on his forehead. “Also I think you’re getting sick too, you’ve been throwing up a lot lately,” he commented.  You just gave him a smile, telling him you’ll be back soon, leaving. David had said that phrase to you for about two days straight, and was starting to question if you really were sick, or if something bigger was going on. He brushed it off, and continued to watch the movie playing on the screen. Soon he was drifting off to sleep. He was woken up a while later by the house phone ringing. David’s eyebrows furrowed when he saw the caller ID, quickly answering the phone.

“Hello,” he said into the phone.

“Hi, may I speak to Danielle Scarzone?” the person asked on the other line.

“Danielle’s not here at the moment, could I take a message?” David asked, “I’m her husband.” 

“Oh! Then I can tell you,” the person said, “Her test results came back, and she is in fact pregnant, two months pregnant in fact.”  David was quiet, eyes widened in shock, “Sir?” the person asked.

“Uh thank you for the information...When did Danielle go in to take this test?” he asked, trying to figure out how long you knew of the pregnancy.

“About two weeks ago. Congratulations, and please schedule a follow up,” the person last said before hanging up. The phone dropped from David’s hands, and he could feel his throat become even dryer, thoughts starting to run wild.

     Later On: When you walked through the door you were met with an angry David. “What happened?” you asked, setting the grocery bags on the kitchen table. 

“The doctor’s office called, and they left a message,” he told you. You raised an eyebrow at him in question. “The message was that you are in fact pregnant...They answered another question for me too.” You eyes widened at his words, and you bit onto your bottom lip.

“What question was that?” you asked, already having some idea to what it might have been.

“I asked when you went in to take the test, and the person said two weeks ago.” David tried his best to get the words out with his stuffy nose, arms crossed over his chest. “Why didn’t you tell me you were pregnant?” he asked this time. You made a face, stalling a bit.

“I was going to tell you!” you quickly said, “I just didn’t know how to tell you.” The room was quiet for a few minutes, and you stared at David waiting to see what he was going to say.

“So a baby huh?” he muttered, a smile making its way onto his lips. You nodded at his words, smiling also. “We’re having a baby,” he said louder, starting become giddy. David made his way over to you, picking you up off your feet, and cheering. “WE’RE HAVING A BABY!” he shouted this time making you laugh. David stopped for a moment a serious look on his face. “I’m still not happy that you kept this information from me,” he stated.

“I know, but since I am pregnant can you forgive me?” you asked, pouting your lips at him. He rolled his eyes, pulling you into a hug. You were going in for a kiss when he stopped you.

“Don’t want you getting sick,” he mumbled, pecking your cheek instead. You smiled at words. Relief washing over you that David finally knew about your expecting child.