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[evanbuckleyswifey]

Unexpected pt. 2

@carolabean​ here it issss

It was going on six weeks, a month or so after you found out you were pregnant, and Nick was still by your side. It surprised you, because you two weren’t planning on keeping the baby together, so he didn’t really have a reason to stay with you. Although you were grateful he did, because the pregnancy got dramatic really quick.

Currently, Marissa was trying to get you to eat some green vegetables because Nick told her your pregnancy diet entailed five servings of vegetables and fruit. “Come on, just take five bites of the broccoli and spinach. It’s not that bad!” She persuaded, while you shook your head and crossed your arms like a child. “I just want ice cream! Baby wants ice cream! That’s what we, as a unit, crave!” Marissa rolled her eyes. “Baby’s just gonna have to suck it up, they need all the B vitamins and folic acid they can get. You don’t want them to come out with birth defects, do you?“

At that moment, Nick walked through the door, carrying bags full of the foods you requested for your cravings. “Hey, how are the vegetables going?” He spoke as he sat the bags by the door and walked into the scene.

“She’s not eating them. Do you think you’ll have better luck?“ Nick smiled slightly and came to where you and Marissa were standing.

“I’ll take it from here, okay?” She nodded before heading to the couch and getting on her phone. You rolled your eyes in response, looking away when you felt Nick’s gaze on you. “Hey, you gotta eat your vegetables, alright? They’re good for you, and the baby needs all the vitamins from them.”

You groaned in exasperation. “Nick, they’re nasty! I just want ice cream.” He chuckled, coming up to you and hugging you into his chest the way he did a month ago when you first became aware of your child. “Can we make a deal? You get all the ice cream you want if you can give me three bites of your vegetables?”

“Five!” Marissa yelled from the couch. You shook your head into Nick’s chest. “How about four? That’s a compromise.” You sighed, nodding in agreement. He chuckled and pulled away, getting ready to feed you like a baby.

“Here comes the airplane. Choo-choo!” You snickered at him and shook your head, turning away. “What?” Nick smiled, lowering the fork. “A plane doesn’t go choo-choo, that’s a train.” You corrected him, giggling now. “Plane, train, mane, these vegetables gotta be something for you to eat them!” At that, you started laughing, causing Nick’s smile to deepen. When you calmed down, he was back to trying to feed you vegetables.

“Come on, babe. Just a few bites is all you need. You want ice cream, right?” You nodded, finally taking a bite of the vegetables, and your nose instantly turned up at the taste. Nick laughed at your face, placing the fork down and staring at you.

“And swallow.” You did as you were told, coughing right after the food was gulped down. “One down, three more to go.” Nick picked up the fork again, gathering more spinach this time, and you prepared yourself for the conversation you were about to start.

“Nick, can I ask you something?” You spoke before the spinach was in your mouth again. “You just did.” You rolled your eyes and chuckled at his corniness. “Smart ass.” He smiled at you before seeing the worried look on your face.  “What’s wrong?”

You swallowed the spinach and shuddered, before telling him what had been on your mind for a while now. “Um, remember when we agreed on an open adoption? Right after we left the clinic?” He nodded and furrowed his eyebrows in confusion. “What’s this about?”

“I don’t think I want an adoption anymore.” You began quietly. You were scared of his reaction, and shifted your gaze to the floor.

“I know neither one of us is really ready for this... but I think I would rather know my child and raise them myself, accident or not, you know? And you don’t have to stay if you don’t want to, I can do it if you don’t want to be around anymore. I would understand...” Nick grabbed your hands in his, and you raised your gaze from the floor and looked to his face.

“If you think for one second I’d let you raise this kid, our kid, alone then you’re dead wrong. We did this together, we were both at fault, so we’re both accountable.” You gave him a small smile and he returned it before he spoke again. “Besides, I think it’d be crazy for you to raise them alone. I couldn’t let that happen, i love you.” The smile on your face quickly dropped, and you withdrew your hands from his.

“I think I’m gonna throw up.”

You rushed to the bathroom and flipped the lid on the toilet before you threw up the vegetables you were just eating, and your breakfast. Nick was right behind you and once he saw your face in the toilet, he just began to gently rub the middle of your back, the way he knows you like it.

Soon enough you were finished, but you didn’t feel like moving so you just sat there with your forehead laying on your hand. “Could you get my toothbrush, please?” You asked Nick, who got up to complete your request. After you flushed, you headed to the sink and washed your hands, rinsed your mouth, and Nick was back with your toothbrush and toothpaste in no time.

You brushed your teeth as Nick stared at you and it made you nervous, until he finally decided to speak.

“I meant what I said, you know. I do love you.” You spit for the last time and put your toothbrush down, staring at him in the mirror. “I love you, too. You’ve really been here for me lately and you didn’t even have to be. I appreciate you so much,” Nick came to stand behind you, resting his hands on your belly and his chin on your shoulder. He looked at you in the mirror and nuzzled his cheek against yours, causing you to grin.

“Even through this pregnancy I know I want to be stuck with you for as long as I can be. I couldn’t think of anyone better to be my baby mama.” He chuckled before kissing your cheek. You smiled and closed your eyes, enjoying his presence.

“You’ve still gotta finish those vegetables, though.”

[evanbuckleyswifey]

Unexpected

Based off a prompt from @writers-are-writers because they have some really good prompts. I haven’t written in a long time so please bear with me! Also shoutout to @dzaddykuwonu for helping me with this, much love!

“I love you.”

“I think I’m gonna throw up.”

It definitely wasn’t in your plan to get pregnant. Not that you didn’t want to be pregnant, some day. It just would’ve been better had it not been right now.

A few weeks ago you went to a party where you, of course, got drunk. You vaguely recall hooking up with some guy who was gone the next morning. You weren’t really shocked by the outcome, so you just went home and showered to prepared for the eight hour shift you had to work later on. Life continued as usual.

Two weeks later, however, you were throwing up any and everything all the time. To top it all off, your period was late. You tried not to jump to conclusions because you were only a few days late, and most times the sickness didn’t come until after the missed cycle. Then again, every pregnancy is different in one aspect or another. You still tried to stay calm before deciding to find the guy you hooked up with, which proved to be a lot easier than you thought. Your friend Marissa, who threw the party, remembered you guys leaving to be alone, and gave you his number.

Nick Mara.

Thinking of calling him was easy, but actually picking up the phone and dialing the number just made you nervous all over again. You told Marissa about your situation and had her with you for moral support, but after the third time of you picking up the phone and not dialing, and your nervous pacing, she got frustrated.

“What’s wrong? You still haven’t called him and I gave you his number yesterday.” You sighed, putting your face in your hands. “I know, but I’m just scared. Like, what if he hangs up on me, or I’m actually not...” Marissa got up and walked towards you, putting her hands on your shoulders to force you to stop moving.

“Then you guys can get a coffee and laugh about how much of a bullet you dodged, okay? But you’ll never get past anything if you don’t call him.” You nodded, taking in a shaky breath before raising your phone and staring at the ten digits, still not pressing the green button. Marissa looked between you and the phone for a few seconds before she let out an exasperated groan.

“Oh, for fuck’s sake.”

The next thing you knew, your phone was gone and the dialing tone was playing in your ears.

“Marissa, no, wait!” You tried to grab your phone from her, but Marissa was maybe a whole five inches taller than you, with really long arms. She held your phone over your head, where you jumped for it twice before giving up. Unfortunately, by then it was too late because after three rings, Nick picked up.

“Hello?” He asked in a voice that told you he had just woken up. Marissa shoved the phone at you, and you frantically shook your head, keeping your mouth closed. “Hello?” Nick asked again, and Marissa gave you a look that slightly scared you, so you sighed and took the phone.

“Uh, hey Nick. I don’t know if you remember me, but we hooked up at Marissa’s party a couple days ago.” You heard a deep chuckle on the other end. “Yeah, I remember you. I’m surprised you’re calling. How’d you get my number?” You let out a sigh of relief at how the conversation was going so far. You looked to Marissa and saw her giving you a thumbs up to keep going. “Marissa gave it to me. Listen, um, I’ve got something really important to tell you. I hate to do it over the phone, but this is the only way I won’t chicken out so.. I think I might be pregnant.”

The line was quiet for a long time before Nick spoke, and you were so nervous you considered hanging up.

“Where are you?”

You were confused, and it showed on your face when you looked at Marissa. She shrugged, nodding at the phone.

“Uh, I’m home. Why?”

“I’ll be there in 30.”

With that, Nick hung up before you could even tell him not to worry about coming over. You desperately looked to Marissa for help, only for her to shrug once again. “Send him your location.”

~

Sure enough, thirty minutes later, a Nick Mara was knocking on your door. You begged Marissa to stay and keep you from getting too nervous and caught up in your head, but she insisted you needed to do this on your own. “Okay but we hooked up once. He could be violent for all I know. What if he blames me for getting pregnant? Like I planned it or something?” Marissa rolled her eyes and sighed.

“For all I know, that won’t happen. I promise, you’ll be fine. I’ll only be in the next room. Yell if you need me. Don’t forget to breathe.” She patted your shoulder with a small smile on her face before heading to the door and opening it up to Nick still standing there. “Can I come in?”

You nodded and Marissa opened the door wider for him, panic taking over you once again. You said those things about Nick being violent to get her to stay, but as you were watching her head to your bedroom you were actually worried he might hurt you. You barely knew him, after all.

He walked into the middle of the room, and seeing that you weren’t going to talk, he decided to. Before he got anything out, though, you began to ramble.

“I’m sorry, I didn’t mean for any of this to happen. I didn’t plan this or anything, I wasn’t trying to trap you. I know you might think this is my fault but I hardly remember whether or not we used a condom, I was near shitfaced and-“

“Hey, calm down.” Nick interrupted you, and you took a deep breath before looking at the floor. You heard his feet moving and looked up to see him walking towards you. The next thing you knew, Nick had you wrapped up in a hug. It shocked you at first, but you welcomed it, breathing out a sigh of relief.

“Did you get a test? Like, do you know for sure?” You shook your head in his chest, feeling tears well up in your eyes. “I was too scared.” Nick laid his chin on top of your head while you began to cry into his shirt. “Hey, no tears, alright? At least, not yet. We don’t know if anything is certain, so let’s not panic.” He consoled gently. You pulled away from where your tears began to soak into his shirt and looked up at him.

“You’re right. I’m just scared, is all.” Nick nodded, rubbing your arms soothingly, and you sniffed. “Okay, I’m ready.”

Two drugstore pregnancy tests and a trip to the free clinic later, you and Nick sat in his car in complete silence. Neither one of you knew exactly what to say, but you were thinking the same thing.

“So, what do we do now?” You asked softly, your voice interrupting his train of thought. He cleared his throat and looked at you, before looking away quickly. You had a feeling you weren’t going to like what he had to say.

“I think we should give it up for adoption.”

You sighed and closed your eyes. You knew he was right.

“I agree... Neither one of us is ready to be a parent, and this whole thing was an accident. We aren’t prepared for anything like this, so I think it’s best.” Nick coughed slightly, nodding. “We could always request for an open adoption if we change our minds, right?” You nodded.

“Yeah...”

And fin! If you guys liked it please let me know, and also if you want more! I don’t want to just throw my writing out if you guys don’t want to read it, so let me hear your thoughts! And thanks for reading 💗

[portersprincess]

Preference #2 - Your First Kiss

Brandon: https://portersprincess.tumblr.com/post/169004369588/preference-2-your-first-kiss-brandon-its

Edwin: https://portersprincess.tumblr.com/post/170502130373/preference-2-your-first-kiss

Zion part 1: https://portersprincess.tumblr.com/post/168483208448/preference-2-your-first-kiss

Zion part 2:

Everything was too bright. You could barely open your eyes without feeling as if your brain was about to explode inside your skull. You had no clue where you were, nor how you got there, but it felt as if you had been through one of the roughest nights of your life. And you were so nauseous. You desperately tried to remember the night before, but you could only remember small fragments of separate occasions.

The party.

Brandon.

Your stupid Vans with your little black dress.

Truth or dare.

Austin's dare. To Zion.

Zion... and a kiss.

It seemed strange to you that one kiss had managed to turn a whole evening around like that. Zion leaving you behind right after you had told him to slow down, left you feeling used. Sad, even. You had no clue why, for every single time you and Zion saw each other before this party, it seemed as if you were pissing each other off to see who was best at it. You knew it was unfair of you to think that it was Zion who despised you for no reason. Your head filled with the image of the first time you met.

Brandon had taken you back to his gigantic house for the first time on a warm summer afternoon. For some reason you were overly confident that day, causing it to annoy you when Zion asked what exactly it was you were doing with your life. Later on, you realised that his tone was inquiring rather than patronising, but seeing as he zoned out most of the afternoon and did not give you much attention, you had made the decision to provoke him.

"Making yours worse, if you're not careful," you had told him. Maybe you were trying to flirt, you could not remember. Maybe you were trying to seem more interesting than you actually were. Nevertheless, the situation turned out in the worst way imaginable.

"I don't even know you," Zion had replied, frowning at you. "Yet I know what you are. Conceited. The type of toxic people I tend to stay away from. You think you're quite something, huh?"

Up until this day, you had no clue how you had managed to get out of a situation as painfully awkward as that one. But you were positive you and Zion got off on the wrong foot. From day one, the connection between you two was hostile, which is why the kiss had been such a weird experience. It had felt as if he meant it, as if you meant it. Thinking about why it happened hurt your head even more.

Brandon said Zion was conflicted about you, Austin said the situation couldn't continue like this. Could it be that this was all some conspiracy to make things turn from hostile to awkward so that the other boys were not in the middle of a problem they had not created? You expected it from Austin. You knew he was always positive and that drama stressed him out a lot. The others, though? Definitely not Brandon. While you figured Zion was like a brother to him, you, too, were too close to him for him to do you wrong in that way. Besides, he knew how much you cared about only kissing people you were actually romantically interested in, due to some horrible experiences in the past. You did not want to hurt anyone in the way you had been hurt.

Thinking about that, you realised Brandon might have talked about that with Edwin. Maybe Zion had overheard some stories and thought up this plan with Austin as one last fuck you to settle the score. His victory. Your diminished pride. The kiss of an enemy to bring you down for good, simply because it would hurt.

No matter the reason, it hurt. Remembering Zion walking away from you had resulted in you feeling disgusted, unwanted, used and finding refuge from your feelings in alcohol. You felt bitter thinking that you had vowed that you would never find a poison to numb yourself. Yet here you were. And there was no gain either, the next morning, both your body and soul were in pain.

From the moment you grabbed the bottle and left, it was all a big blur. And you still didn't know where you were.

"I think she's waking up..." You heard a soft voice say. Edwin? Nick?

You tried to speak, but your throat was too dry.

Water.

You urgently needed water.

"Shhh..." Someone hissed. "If you continue to talk, you will indeed wake her up!" Brandon?

Your senses were starting to work slowly, for you heard a door open and close, causing you to smell food somewhere. It quite literally hit you with another wave of nausea.

Toilet.

You tried to open your eyes and sit up, but you felt someone pushing you back.  "Y/N... Easy..."  

"Toilet," you repeated, this time out loud, feeling like you could throw up any minute.

"Take some deep breaths, yeah?" You finally opened your eyes and saw Brandon looking at you with big, worried eyes. "Come on, Y/N."

"B-Brandon," you managed to get out, shivers running down your spine. "I w-will s-s-se-seriously thr-"

Before you could finish your sentence, you felt your stomach turn and threw up. Luckily, Brandon was just in time to push a bucket under your mouth, trying not to be disgusted.

"What did you do to yourself, Y/N..." He sighed, shaking his head as tears rolled down your cheeks. "Edwin!" He called, looking away from you. "We need another bucket!"

"Did she... Oh," Edwin walked in a couple of seconds later, carrying another bucket. He looked at you with a discomforted look on his face. "That's gross. Sorry, Y/N."

"No, I'm sorry... I..." You threw up again, hoping it would be over soon. So it was a hangover. Guess you should've seen that coming.

"Calm," Brandon said, handing you a towel when you were finished. "How are you feeling?"

"How am I feeling?" You asked unbelievingly, chuckling at the fact he actually asked that. He shrugged as Edwin sat down at the corner of the bed. "Fantastic," you groaned. "No, I actually feel like shit. How did I get here?"

"Well..." Edwin looked over at Brandon awkwardly, both of them not knowing what to say.

"We found you," Nick said, who had suddenly appeared in the doorway. "I don't know what you thought you were doing but you were pretty messed up. I don't know how anyone is physically capable of drinking so much booze in about 30 minutes, but I guess you set a record. Oh and-"

"Nick," Brandon hushed, cutting him off. "She just woke up and puked all over the place. Give her a break."

"She got herself this fucked up though?" Nick frowned but kept his mouth shut after you shot him a deadly glare. Sure he knew their little game inflicted this situation.

"What reason could you think up for me doing that, huh?" You sneered, causing both Edwin and Nick to leave the room.

"Shit, she gets hella grumpy when hungover..." You heard Edwin say to Nick as they left. It was just you and Brandon now.

While he was looking straight at you, you could barely face him. You felt incredibly embarrassed for your behaviour and guilty for putting him through the worry.

"Look," he finally said after a while. "They're not used to that. They think you left angrily and got yourself all messed up so it seemed as if Zion was taking advantage of you."

"They really think that?" You asked, sadly.

"Now Y/N, you must admit you and Zion have pulled shit like that before to make each other's lives terrible. You as much as he has."

"I know," you sighed. "But I would never go that far simply to achieve that. I don't even remember what happened after I took the first sip of that bottle, when I walked home. Or tried to. Because I am not home," you looked around. "Am I?"

"No, you're not," Brandon shook his head to give his words extra power. "Now I know you don't do stuff like this unless you're hurt. It was only a kiss, he was drunk, you were tipsy. No big deal, right?" He looked at you sternly and while you knew he was provoking you, you fell right into his trap.

"It wasn't just a kiss, Brandon," you said, angrily. "I felt like I got played by all of you. Do you know why Zion walked away? Because I stopped him. And do you know how that made me feel? Fucking terrible, used. He didn't give a fuck about me as a person, meanwhile, I felt like I couldn't breathe properly when we kissed because I was so flustered. That guy Sam who helps me study sometimes? Who I told you I have a crush on? What I felt when Zion and I kissed makes that closer to a firefly than a flame, Brandon. Don't smirk at me like that, I'm pissed off."

"I'm not making fun of you, sorry. It's just that you reveal so many secrets when I get you angry," he chuckled as he saw the realisation on your face, but turned serious as he saw you starting to cry. "Y/N... It's all a bit of a misunderstanding. I'm not exactly sure what happened. We all went to look for you because I knew something was off, but I couldn't find you and went to bed. I heard you were here about three hours ago..."

"But Nick said..." You frowned. "Brandon. How the fuck did I get here?"

"It's not my place to explain any of this," he answered, standing up. "Are you still nauseous?" You shook your head.

"Where are you going?" You demanded, reaching for his hand. "You can't leave me like this!"

"You won't be alone," he opened the door that Nick had shut only minutes ago. "Zion," he called out into the hallway. "I think she'll be able to have a conversation with you where none of you ends up killed," he winked at you as you rolled your eyes at him, sitting up a bit. Your heart was racing just thinking about having a conversation with Zion that would be longer than a couple of negative sentences. "She's angry, though," he said as Zion shuffled closer, avoiding your gaze. Brandon shut the door when he was finally inside and sat in a chair, far away from you.

"I don't really know what to say to you," Zion began after a long silence, a sentence which immediately prompted you to roll your eyes.

"So why did you come here then?" You asked sarcastically, wishing he would look at you.

"Can you stop playing around here, Y/N? I'm fucking tired of it," you got what you wanted. However, the first look after that kiss was nowhere near as loving as his lips had been. "I'm making an effort to set this right, but if you wanna keep playing then fuck you, too."

It took a while for you to realise that you had actually upset him to the extent he was moving towards the door again. "Zion," you looked down. "I-I'm sorry..."

He looked back at you with immense wonder, because neither of you had ever apologised to each other for your behaviour. You were surprised at it yourself, but you were happy it at least granted you the result you wanted: him to stay. Once he sat back in his chair, he seemed to think for a while before finally offering a solution. "How about we stop talking and start asking what we want to know? That way, it's direct and you can't twist my words. Just questions and answers. No comments. It's not the time for sarcasm, shit turned way too serious for that," he ran his large hands through his hair, looking at you rather lost. "Yeah? Say something."

"Right, okay. Ask," you finally decided as you heard the annoyance return in his voice.

"Why did you hate me immediately when we met?" He began, not looking at you.

"I didn't, you just pissed me off because I thought you were patronising me and ignoring me while the rest was all so welcoming. It made me feel like there was something wrong with me, but I have difficulty accepting things could be my fault... So I returned you the favour," you admitted. "Is that a good answer?"

"Yes. Your turn," he replied. You thought for a while and tried to make your words come out as neutral as possible, but as your lips started moving, you couldn't help but sound a bit bitter.

"Why do you almost always ignore me when I'm around?"

"Because," he smiled slightly, which you thought was strange. "I think you're a beautiful person until you start talking to me."

"What's that supposed to mean?" You frowned, offended, but he shook his head.

"No comments, and only one question at a time. I'm really not in the mood to start arguing, yeah? Especially not after a night as horrifying as the last one," he groaned, and you took it personally, thinking he was talking about your kiss. "Did you mean it when you said I am handsome but have a shit personality?"

"Yes," you said, shrugging. "The side of your personality you've revealed to me wasn't one I would describe as charming."

He rolled his eyes. "What comes around goes around."

"You were the one who didn't feel like arguing," you exclaimed, annoyed he was doing something he just told you not to do.

"Right. Sorry."

Again that word. It was strange to hear it after such a long time. It was such a tiny gesture, only a small move towards an improved situation, but at that moment, it seemed so large. "What did Austin mean when he said everyone is getting sick of the way things are between us?"

"Well, the easy answer is that he doesn't like it that we're forcing people to pick a side. Not explicitly of course," he looked at you as you waited for the more difficult answer, but he shook his head, indicating he wouldn't go down that road. "That reminds me..." he got up and opened the door, dragging Austin in, who looked extremely guilty and pale.

"Y/N... I just wanted to apologise for sticking my nose into business I should've stayed away from. I never intended for this to go so wrong," he pouted, looking lost.

"It's alright, Austin," you smiled, sitting up to give him a hug. "Not your fault."

"Now, out," Zion said, and pulled him away from you, not allowing him to say another word. He quickly shut the door again. "Right, sorry 'bout that," he shook his head once more. "I just want to get this over with. Why did you get so drunk? You drank a whole bottle of vodka, pretty sure. I found it beside you."

"Really..." You groaned, hating that question, but realising it would be best if you were honest. "Because I felt like you used me and didn't give a shit about how that kiss might have made me feel. You walking away hurt my feelings and I didn't know how to deal with it," you blushed in shame, but then realised what he said. "Wait, did you find me?"

"Yeah..." He smiled sheepishly. "I went looking for you after you left... I found you by the side of the road near a rather dense forest and I was worried about your state, so I took you back here."

"You were worried about my state, or about me?" You asked, looking at him and forgetting about the rules you had set.

"Both," he nodded. "You were really out of it. You cried, you screamed, called me all sorts of names and told me you loved me, but three seconds later you claimed you wanted me dead... So that wasn't too enjoyable... Confusing as hell."

"Sounds accurate enough," you suddenly said, your heart speaking before your brain. You quickly covered your mouth, your eyes widening. "I mean..."

"You don't have to explain," he chuckled. "I'm sorry to be so blunt, but drunk people talk a lot. You have already answered most of my questions, I just wanted to see how honest you are when sober. And I must say, you're doing better than expected."

You panicked. What had happened? What had you told him? He noticed you were feeling uncomfortable.

"When I found you, you told me that your feelings for me were killing you and that you hate and love me at the same time. Pretty sure you like Gnash, but you shouldn't pursue a singing career..."

"Zion. It's not funny to me," you pleaded. "Have some mercy, yeah?"

"Sorry. Okay," he took a deep breath. "Basically you told me you never realised you were pissing me off and provoking me to get my attention. I zone out a lot, so it's nothing personal, but you took it personally. You told me that when we kissed, you felt something you hadn't felt in a long while and that it left you angry because I wasn't allowed to make you feel that way. Anyone but you, I think that's what you said. You also told me some other guys have left you feeling shitty before and that me walking away when you stopped me from kissing you broke your heart because you thought I was only in it for pissing you off and getting something more out of it."

"Well, were you?" You raised your eyebrows.

"Trust me, I wasn't. When I began kissing you," he paused, frowning. "That sounded weird. But you get the drill. Anyway, I was pretty drunk. And when you told me to stop, I sobered up to the extent I realised I didn't want our first kiss to be like this. I was sad, I guess. But I thought you still hated me so I was embarrassed as well and I left."

"Wait..." You suddenly started to understand. "Are you saying the 'conflicted' situation Brandon was talking about is..." You couldn't say it. You had such an adrenaline rush.

"This is so awkward," Zion blushed, raising his eyes to the sky. "I didn't ask for it. Just kinda happened.  The more you rejected me even as a person, the more I wanted you. It was killing me, and I liked the way it hurt. Don't look at me like that, it's sick, I know."

"Masochistic, really," you chuckled. "Both of us."

"Yeah," he nodded. "We actually had a pretty good conversation last night, in between your moments of extreme puke," he pulled a slightly disgusted face, while you sat up more.

"You took care of me?"

"Of course. Who else? Everyone was asleep or doing other..." he thought of the right word to say. "Things."

"Thank you. You really didn't have to do that," you smiled, not expecting him to be so soft to you.

"Listen," he moved over from the chair to the bed. "I know the right thing to do after confessing feelings would be to ask you out, but I can't," he looked down. Your heart sank. "There's been a lot of hate, and I think us being together would result in too much arguing and confusion..."

"Right..." You looked away from him. "I guess so..." You didn't agree with him at all. There were underlying sentiments regarding the hateful behaviour, and you were positive it could change. You felt his hands on your cheeks as he moved closer.

"I'm sorry..." He sighed and pulled back as you tried to lean in for a kiss. "It's not a good idea," he opted to kiss your forehead and then got up, leaving you in tears as he left the room.

(I have had many people tell me this should be a fanfic, what do you guys think? Lemme know x)

[portersprincess]

Preference #2 - Your First Kiss

Zion: https://portersprincess.tumblr.com/post/168483208448/preference-2-your-first-kiss 

Brandon: https://portersprincess.tumblr.com/post/169004369588/preference-2-your-first-kiss-brandon-its 

Edwin: 

As proposed by @@kameliasdream :  Hey could you please write an imagine for edwin's first kiss with y/n? Like he met her through austin and he felt a connection towards her and they bake together? The boys call them lovebirds even when they only flirt and he hasn't made an actual move on her. I would like it to be really cute and sweet when he then takes her on a walk and asks her to be his GF and kisses her and they come home holding hands. Thank you!

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"Yo, Y/N," Austin looked over at you from across the table. It was Saturday afternoon and you had both been breaking your head over annoying school stuff. Even though Austin did not have to attend school anymore, he had promised to help you get through your exams, seeing as he was your best friend. However, things turned out to be more difficult than they had looked at first glance.

"I know what you're going to say," you chuckled, looking back at Austin. "My brain is fried, too. Have I ever told you how much I hate all these subjects?" You sighed, pushing the chemistry book away from you.

"Yes, you have," Austin smiled, closing the book you had just pushed away. "But you can do this!"

"Easy for you to say," you rolled your eyes at him. "You don't have to go through this torture anymore..." You groaned thinking about the upcoming period.

"Do you even have a social life anymore?" Austin suddenly asked. "I mean, I think you have been studying so much for the past couple weeks that half the people think you've disappeared from the earth's surface," you frowned but leaned over slightly to playfully push him as you saw how he attempted to control his laughter.

"That's not true, silly," you laughed. "The thing is just that these exams are important and..."

"There's truth in it though, Y/N," Austin cut you off. "The boys were asking what happened to you."

"Nothing happened to me," you answered, slightly offended. "Besides, I'm pretty sure they couldn't really care less, last time I went there all they did was make me feel super uncomfortable..." you paused, narrowing your eyes at him. "As did you!"

"We're just playing around Y/N, don't take it so seriously. How about we abandon this mess and head over to the crib?" He smiled hopefully as you looked down at the work in front of you. "You can't spend every minute of your time studying, that's not healthy."

You thought about what Austin said, and came to the conclusion that he was right. You could not even remember the last time you had done something fun. Besides, it would be a great opportunity to see Edwin again. The boys' jokes aside, last time you saw him, you really felt like you connected with him. From the first time you met him, you felt like you could have very interesting as well as funny conversations with him, but last time he really made you feel as if he understood you in a way no one else did. Not even Austin, and he had been your best friend since you were half the size you were now.

"Edwin would like it," Austin added, smirking.

"I don't have a crush on Edwin," you shot back at him angrily. "You're just jealous because you're afraid he will become my best friend instead of you."

"I am not 12, Y/N. There's no need to be so defensive."

"I don't have a crush on Edwin," you repeated, not knowing who you were trying to convince.

"You do. Remember last time? You were all like, oh Ed your outfit looks so good and then he was like oh Y/N you look beautiful and he winked at you and I swear you blushed for like two weeks. But it's alright, we don't have to talk about this. I just hope you're being honest with yourself," the sincerity in his voice made you give in.

"Listen, I just don't like it that you and the rest make fun of it. It's confusing enough without you treating us as if we're a thing. I'm pretty sure he doesn't even like me, we're just good friends and I don't want to ruin that over some stupid crush," you blushed, looking down. "I suck at feelings, bro."

Austin laughed, getting up from your dinner table. "It's just because you two flirting is so obvious it becomes amusing. Don't be so hard on yourself. Let's go."

"Like this?" You frowned, looking down at your incredibly yellow jumper.

"What's wrong with that?" He asked, looking back at you.

"I look like a giant mango!" You exclaimed as he laughed.

"Oh Y/N, sometimes you care more about your appearance than my girlfriend. And it's her job to care about what she wears. She's a mo-"

"A model, yeah, yeah, I know. Alright. If any of them calls me a mango, I will hold you accountable," you chuckled and got up to join Austin to meet the rest of the boys.

About 40 minutes later, you were sat at Austin's kitchen table with a hot cup of coffee and no sight of the rest.

"I don't know where they are," Austin chuckled, seeing you look around. "Let's play a video game?"

You nodded but jerked up your head hearing noises coming from upstairs.

"... And Austin is still at Y/N's, so I can't bring it up until he's ba-"

"I am back!" Austin shouted back at what seemed to be Brandon. "Kitchen!" Not even a minute later, Brandon walked in with Nick, followed by Edwin and a  shirtless Zion. It took a while before they noticed you.

"You're back soon," Nick said, looking at Austin. "Was her knowledge too much for you?"

"I figured she needed to do something fun, so I brought her," he answered, motioning in your direction.

"Hi guys," you smiled shyly as they greeted you.

"Lovebird one reports to lovebird two over at love nest," Zion grinned, looking over at Edwin, but you did not notice because you were too busy listening to Brandon rant about how Austin should've told the rest you were coming, because there was literally no food in the house except for a cake mix and a couple of eggs. And how he certainly wasn't bothered to make it.

"Zion," Edwin said, suddenly realising he was walking around shirtless. "Can you go put on a shirt? There's a lady here who might not feel comfortable seeing you like that?" He frowned as Nick chuckled. "What?"

"I'm sure Y/N has seen half-naked handsome boys before. Don't be so jealous, Ed," Austin smirked.

"I..." Edwin looked at you, turning red in the face, prompting him to look away again fast.

"Thanks for caring though," you smiled at him, "But this really leaves me cold," you looked back at Zion as he winked at you in return and you rolled your eyes.

"Zion. Can I talk to you for a second?" He did not look happy at all. The red had become a different shade, his eyes dark. Zion realised things were serious right now and followed Edwin out of the kitchen. You tried to eavesdrop but you only caught tiny parts of the conversation.

"... I ain't playing, bro! ... Stop talking trash, you know I... It's not like I chose for her to be here either, it's making me..." Your heart sank hearing Edwin say that sentence. You looked at your best friend, but seemingly he hadn't heard it. You cleared your throat.

"Maybe I should go, I still have a lot of work and stuff," you shrugged.

"Y/N..." Austin rolled his eyes.

"Is this because we don't have cake?" Zion said, poking his head around the corner. "Edwin here can bake a cake with you," he pushed Edwin into the room, causing the rest to stand up.

"I think that's a great idea," Austin smiled at you, as you begged him with your eyes to not leave you in this awkward situation. But he ignored it and left the room.  

"This is so cute," Brandon grinned at Edwin and then at you, proceeding to follow Austin out. "Don't make me cry, you guys..."

"And don't mess up the cake because you're staring too much, Ed," Nick winked and left with Zion, who seemed rather impressed with himself.

"Eh..." Edwin shuffled closer awkwardly, getting a soft pink colour again. "H-have you eh... Baked a cake before?" You frowned, not understanding why he was this casual.

"You don't have to do this, you know," you sighed.

"Baking a cake?" He chuckled, getting all the ingredients. "Let's do this."

While you were preparing the cake, you managed to forget what he said for a while. He was being adorable, even complimenting your yellow sweater.

"So..." Edwin said as you put the cake in the oven. "Shall we go outside for a bit? The weather seems nice enough?"

"And do what?" You frowned.

"Eh..." Edwin blushed again. "Walk around... While we're waiting...?" He smiled sheepishly, but you agreed and went out with him, talking about everything you used to talk about before you decided to abstain from visiting for a long time.

"Can I ask you something?" He asked eventually.

"Depends what it is," you blushed, thinking about the worst he could possibly ask.

"Nothing bad... I was just wondering why we haven't seen you in such a long time?"

"Look, I will be honest with you..." You sighed. "I got really annoyed by all the references being made to us as a couple last time... They're still doing it now and they pretend we're a thing, but we're not."

"Right," Edwin said, looking a little hurt. "We're not... So that annoyed you?"

"It didn't annoy you?" You frowned, not walking any further. "I heard what you said to Zion just now," you couldn't help spilling what exactly you overheard. Your confusion was causing a word vomit as Ed narrowed his eyebrows, managing to look confused and shocked at the same time.

"Wh-what did you... What do you mean?"

"That you said you didn't want me there..." You looked away as his eyes widened.

"No... No... Y/N, listen, I..." He gently cupped your face, causing your heart to well up and your cheeks to turn bright red. Before you knew it, he let go again. "I don't know how to explain this," this time he looked away, seemingly attempting to find the right words. "I'm just gonna say it. Alright. I get hella nervous around you. I just... I just become so awkward that I literally need time to prepare before I see you..." He looked at you, smiling awkwardly as you were both blushing so much. "That sounded stupid, I'm sorry. I just... You're so wow and I lose my cool and I guess what I really mean to say is that-"

"Ed..." You cut him off, looking down while the number of confessions almost blew your heart out of your chest with its pounding.

"Y/N, please allow me to get this out, please..." He looked at you helplessly, but you were overpowered with an immense desire to kiss him all of a sudden, so you took a step closer, causing him to grab your hands again and lean in until you were so close your lips touched. It was a very short and sweet kiss which made you both smile. "Wait..." Edwin said as he pulled back. "I want to do this the official way... Please. Okay, listen Y/N I really like you and I just can't deny it anymore, I think about you so often and I get sad when I don't see you for a long time and-"

"I really like you too," you confessed.

"Really?" He grinned while you nodded, surprised he was not expecting that. "This is such an awkward question, oh god. Okay, I practised this..." He looked away from you, but you cupped his face and pressed another kiss to his lips as he wrapped his arms around you and kissed you gently.

"Yes... I say yes..." You mumbled as you pulled back. He grinned at you and grabbed your hand as you continued walking.

"We need to tell the boys! They said I would never have the courage to finally ask you out! But I win the jackpot," he grinned once more, pressing a kiss to your cheek to indicate that you were the jackpot.

You walked back to the house hand in hand, met by smoke coming from the kitchen.

"Oh shit, the cake!" Edwin said and you both ran back, laughing.

Needless to say, the cake was messed up beyond repair. 

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Hi👋👋 could you write something about Austin? I don't care what it is, just about him❤ #TipsyTuesday

Of course! Happy Tipsy Tuesday! ✨✨

You were sitting crossed leg on the couch with your computer on your lap. Austin’s birthday was in two days and you were finishing up an edit for the surprise party tonight since the boys were going to be busy on his actual birthday. You hadn’t seen him yet all day but messages and calls from him were flashing on your phones. As much as you wanted to answer him, your attention was solely focused on the task at hand. However, the constant dings were starting to get to you. Finally you picked up your phone and answered.

“Hey babe, what’s up”, you said still clicking away on your computer.

“Just got out of rehearsals and wanted to see if you wanted to get something to eat?”, he asked.

 You could hear the rest of the boys fooling around in the background.

“Um maybe we could do something later, I gotta finish this uh..paper! So I’ll just talk to you later.” You said rushing a bit and throwing an I love you in there and hanging up.

 As much as you hated lying to him, you wanted everything to be perfect for the party tonight.

You hadn’t heard from Austin since his call at lunch time but you were now at the boy’s house helping set up for the party. Zion and Brandon had taken Austin out to distract him while the rest of you set up. While you were opening up a pack on plastic utensils for the cake, Edwin asked for you to grab a bag from the living room. When you entered you heard Nick on the phone which who you quickly found out was Austin.

“Dude I promise nothing is wrong. Why don’t you just call her? Just because she hasn’t answered her phone doesn’t always mean something’s going on.”

You knew that Austin was going to get suspicious but you just hoped that you would be able to keep this thing up until the party started.

About 20 minutes later, everyone was in position as the front door opened and the surprise party started. Austin dropped the bag he was holding and something definitely broke but none of that seemed to matter since his entire family and all of his friends were here. His expression changed when he saw you. You couldn’t tell if he was happy or disappointed. However, it became clear that he was upset since he made it immediately known that he wanted to avoid you. His mom was watching the whole thing and made her way over to you.

“I know he seems mad but I promise you he’ll get over it. Just wait until you show him the video, that would definitely change his mind.”

You held onto that thought just hoping all of this would work out.

The party was nearing to the end and it was time for you to show the video. You called everyone to the living room where you had hooked up your computer to the television. You pulled up the video and hoped for the best. The video was a compilation of pictures and videos from the time you guys met until up to about a week ago. You also included some messages from some fans that you had messaged on twitter too. You were pretty proud of yourself and as the video ended a set of arms wrapped around you. The familiar scent of Austin’s hair tucked into the crook of your neck. You turned to him and he had the biggest smile on his face.

“I guess you’re not mad at me anymore”, you said pulling him into a hug.

He kissed the top of your forehead and laid his cheek on top of your head.

“I love you babe.”

[prettymuchwriting]

For #tipsytuesday could you write a preference for each of the boys writing a song for you? thanks!!!

Sure and Happy Tipsy Tuesday! ✨

Brandon

Brandon would probably work the hardest out of the boys on the song.(He’s just that type of guy)

He wouldn’t let you hear any of it until it was done because of how special it was to him

He’d plan the perfect night around it (you may get dinner first or watch a movie) and then he’d sing it for you

He probably wouldn’t enlist help from the other boys just because of how personal it was. He ask their opinion on some lyrics tho

On a side note, the two of you might even write a duet together

Brandon’s song would encompass how much he loves you and how much you mean to him. (and he may get emotional when he sings it to you too)

Edwin

Edwin’s song would probably start off more as a joke and turn into something more genuine

It would probably start with you two listening to music and he’d goof off and just list things that he loves about you to the beat

The whole thing would turn sappy when he starts diving into more personal things about the two of you

He wouldn’t really care if it was in front of the boys because he would just be going with the flow

Once the whole thing was over, he might actually put the song to a different beat (with Brandon’s help) and surprise you with it

The second time you hear it would be a lot more authentic and cute which would result in you turning into a puddle of tears

Austin

Austin would probably bring the idea of writing a song about you to you.

He’d want your hand in it the entire way just because he likes your approval on things

However, He’d also ask you about the song just because it was nice for him to hear how sweet you thought it was for him to write a song about you

The two of you would work on it together whenever you had free time but Austin would want the last say on how it would come out

Like Brandon, he’d plan something to show you the song

You’d sing along to the parts you know and just take in all the new things he added in and just marvel in how talented your man is

Nick

Nick might actually remix an already current song and make it about you.

Kinda like Edwin it would be on the spur of the moment type of thing

The two of you would be having a karaoke night and your favorite song came on when Nick started throwing out some lines

It would start out really quirky and just all around funny but when he actually starts putting it together it would be so adorable

The boys would tease him endlessly about it but you’d think it was the cutest thing ever

After they’d leave, you kiss his forehead and tell him that you loved him and his song

Zion

As foolish as Zion can be, he would take writing a song about you kinda seriously.

A song would probably be the easiest way for him to tell you just how he feels about you

He wouldn’t mind you listening in on him write and he’d enjoy your input on it too

Interestingly he may be a bit nervous for you to hear the final product so he’d want a lot of people around just so he could distract himself if something goes wrong

It would take a few tries but the boys could finally snap him out of his nervousness and he’d sing you the song

But we know Zion can’t stay too serious for long and the whole thing may turn into a joke but you’d appreciate his effort 

[prettymuchwriting]

Hi, can you do an imagine type thing for all the boys of your first kiss ? :) Love your writing btw

Sure and thank you! I’m glad you like my writing ✨✨ (Also in honor of the boy’s starting tour, these are all based around them being on tour)

Brandon

You sat next to Brandon as he strummed away on a guitar trying to put together a tune. He hummed along as his fingers brushed against against the strings. You could tell he was nervous for the upcoming tour as his grip on the neck of the guitar tightened.

“Brandon, you guys are going to do fine”, you told him putting a hand on his shoulder. He let out a long breath and relaxed a little

“I know, I just don’t want to let any of the fans down”, he said putting down the guitar. He got up from the couch you were sharing to pace back and forth.

“We’ve worked so hard and I can’t wait for them to see everything we’ve been planning. I just hope they love it as much as we do.”

He rambled on about the upcoming tour until you couldn’t take it anymore. You stood up in front of him, stopping him dead in his tracks.

“Brandon. Everything’s going to be fine. I know you don’t believe me yet but just wait until that first show and you see all the fans out there and how much they love you guys. I promise it’ll be worth it”

He let out a relieving sigh and pulled you back down onto the couch with him.

“You know, I don’t know what I’d do without you”, he said lifting you chin up to look at him. You smiled as the gap between the two of you evaporated. His lips met yours for the first time ever and it was just as sweet as you imagined it. He pulled back and placed another kiss on your forehead.

“I love you.”

Edwin

Your feet rested under Edwin’s leg as you leaned up against the driver’s door of your own car. He had called you over for an emergency which turned out to be he didn’t know what outfit to wear for the first show. He was still trying to convince you to get out of the car and come help him.

“Edwin I love you but I have two tests tomorrow”, you said to him, readying yourself to go home. 

“Besides, they’ll love you in anything.”

“Babe, my first outfit needs to be special. I gotta set a standard”, he told you still holding on to your hand.

“Please”, he added, giving you the face you both knew you couldn’t resist.

“Fine.”

An hour later you were still standing in his shared room standing in front of the mirror.

“I don’t really like the green belt with these shoes”, he said holding up 3 different belts.

“What about the yellow one with the white shoes”, you said picking them both up. He took them and put them on.

“It’s perfect babe”

You sat down on the edge of his bed and pulled out your phone. It was 10:45pm and there was no way you were going home to study at this point.

“I’m going home babe. I’ll talk to you tomorrow”, you said with a yawn. As you got up to leave, he pulled you into a hug.

“Thanks for helping me (Y/N). I know this outfit is going to look so cool on Saturday.” He mushed your faces together before planted a small kiss on your lips.

“I know that was a trash first kiss but I’ll make it up to you when we get back from tour.”

Austin

You stood backstage, slightly nervous. You were surprising Austin after the boy’s last soundcheck in Denver. The last time you saw him was at the airport on their way to Milwaukee for their first show. From all the videos and pictures, you could see they were having the time of their lives. You could barely contain how excited you were to see him as you heard the sound crew wrap things up.

“He’s going to flip when he sees you”, said Noah who was standing next to you.

“You’re the only thing he’s talked about all tour.”

A small smile grew across your face as you could hear the boy’s walking down the hall towards the dressing room. Brandon was the first to enter and you put a finger to your lips so he wouldn’t spoil the surprise. Austin was the last person to come in and everything went dead silent when he finally laid eyes on you. He practically tripped over himself trying to get to you before wrapping you up in his arms. It was spontaneous as he pulled you closer and kissed you. You had never felt something so explosive yet so sweet. As you both pulled away, you buried your head in his chest.

‘You don’t know how much I missed you.”

Nick

You were sitting with the boys in their tour bus after their show in Houston. It was the only tour date that didn’t conflict with your schedule and you promised Nick that you’d be there. Unfortunately you were also leaving that night because you had class in the morning. You sat next to Nick with your head on his shoulder as he scrolled through his phone.

“Pay attention to me”, you whined waving a hand in front of his phone.

“I have been. I was just replying to some fans”, he said putting his phone in his pocket.

As soon as he did, your own phone went off. It was your friend who had come with you to the show. Your flight was leaving in less then two hours and you guys had to get to the airport. You showed Nick the text and he got up with you.

The two of you exited the bus where your ride was waiting to take you to the airport.

“I’m going to miss you”, you said laying your forehead on his chest.

“I’m going to miss you too but we only have a few more shows left and then we can see each more”, he told you kissing the top of your head You looked up at him and he laid a perfect kiss on your lips. You smiled into the kiss before your friend’s voice ruined the moment.

“Lets go you love birds.”

Zion

You and your friends sat on the tour bus waiting for the boys to come out after the show. It had been a last minute thing for you to come to the boy’s show in San Antonio but you were here. It had somewhat slipped your mind to remind Zion that you were coming but you assumed someone had to remind him. However, 45 minutes after the show had ended you weren’t entirely sure.

“I love you but we have to get up and drive back to school tomorrow”, your friend reminded you. As much as you didn’t want to leave without seeing him, you knew she was right.

“Fine lets go.”

Just as you guys were about to make your way off the bus, you heard a familiar voice outside. Zion stopped in the middle of his sentence when he saw you and practically tackled you to the ground.

“I missed you too babe”, you huffed trying to catch your breath.

“Why didn’t you tell me you were coming?”, he asked bringing you up as he sat up.

“I did. Didn’t I?’

He didn’t even wait for you to answer. His hands rested on your cheeks and he pulled you in for a single kiss. Your first kiss was nothing like you had imagined it. He was still sweaty from being on stage but the kiss was still gentle and tasted like honey. You didn’t want it to end as he pulled back from you and pulled you back into his warm embrace

“None of that matters. I’m just happy you’re here.”

[prettymuchwriting]

Wow omg I love your writing! Could you write a preference about being their gf and getting to travel with them on tour?

Sure!

Brandon

You two would definitely love to go hang out with the fans (And they’d love both of you so much)

Brandon’s girl would probably be the one to make sure he keeps his bunk clean

He’d practice his parts in songs with you and he’d love seeing how much you light up when you hear his voice

The two of you would go food shopping and get a whole bunch of junk food but also some healthy stuff because the boy’s still had to keep it together for the tour

Writing songs together and just vibing with the rest of the guys before and after shows

After the show, you two might fall asleep together on the couch in their dressing room which would end up all over snapchat

Edwin

Edwin’s girl would probably be like the mom on tour, making sure they have plenty of water, food and stuff like that.

You’d be shy around the fans but Edwin would love to show you off and you guys would takes lots of pictures

Helping him pick outfits for each show and him wearing a bracelet you got him for good luck

The two of you would prank the guys which would turn into a tour long prank war

Livestreaming while traveling to the next city and showing everyone what the boys did on their days off (and making fun of how many clothes Edwin brought with him)

Never wanting tour to end because the two of you would be having the best time ever

Austin

Having you there would just be calming for Austin. He’d feel more at home with you there

You’d love jamming out at the show with the fans and taking hella pictures and videos

Recording him and the boys goofing off at rehearsals

You might also surprise him at a show if you weren’t there before

You’d be the one he goes to if he couldn’t sleep while they were traveling. You’d stay up with him on the phone or facetime (the girls probably wouldn’t be allowed to sleep over on the bus with them for many reasons..)

After shows, you guys could be found somewhere watching netflix or going through the pictures and videos you too. Austin would chose his favorites and you guys might edit them together

Nick

Attempting to dance along with the boys during rehearsals (and failing miserably)

You might also distract Nick during rehearsals so you may have to leave so they can actually get stuff done

While waiting for them to finish, you’d go hang out with the fans who were already waiting at the venue

Telling fans funny things that the guys do especially Nick and his inability to focus when you’re around

The two of you would pay fans the most gold online when they’re on tour

Definitely the chilliest couple on tour. You guys could be found either sleeping or interacting with fans before and after shows

Zion

You’d be the one Zion expresses his nervousness to. He may give off the vibe that he’s fearless but he’s just a scared child

Naps together before and after shows (or whenever you can fit them in)

Probably having dance competitions between each other and the other boys.

Falling asleep in his bunk waiting for the boys to come back onto the bus after the show was over.

Him showing you the new songs they were going to perform and tweeting about it

You guys would definitely bring the most energy while the boys were on tour but still be the most relaxed couple too