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Don't Go || c.h

firstly, i apologise for the lack of posts on my account,

i’ve had a lot of things going on out of my lil cool ass blog & i’m having mid-years atm so i wanted concentrate on it even tho i’m certain i’ll fail. to make it up,

i’ll try to post two stories !! [ the same one tho HAHA just diff parts bc its quite long ]

enjoy 😁

sentence prompt: please be here when i wake up.

!! It wont be used here bc i noticed the story was getting a lil bit too long so i decided to make a part 2 !!

She’s here.

She’s actually here.

Not from my imagination, not from hallucinating.

I almost walked up to her and hugged the life out of her, but I didn’t.

Does she even remember me? I mean, it has been about two years since we last spoke.

Does she still remember the memories we shared? The moments? My favorite one was the kiss in the rain, our first kiss.

Well, not my first kiss but my first kiss that I shared with her. It was drizzling at first, I hadn’t want to go out but she sure as hell did. I remembered her laughing, Come on, Cal! It’ll be fun, I promise!“

We went, and it was then when I could no longer hold myself back from kissing her. She was just so beautiful, so perfect, like a gift from God himself.

I remembered two days before our fall out she had said,"I’ll love you forever, Cal. Forever and ever. We’ll even get married, I promise.”

Does she still feel the same? I hope so, I really, truly, fucking do.

She turned her head and it was as if the world around me stopped moving. She’s still beautiful, but even more now, if that was possible.

Her eyes caught mine and widened in shock, like I was the last person she’ll ever see in this bar, in this place, in this universe.

I gave a small smile, even though I just want to break free and kiss her pretty face.

She gave me an awkward smile back and nodded at me before returning to her previous conversation with her friends that I’ve never seen before and kept stealing glances at me every now and then.

Every time she had glanced here, I tried to keep her staring at me and tried to communicate with my eyes to her, we did that a lot in the past, like when guys were hitting her up (before we dated), she would give me eye signals, saying, Hey! Help me, now! and I would understand her perfectly clear.

I took in a couple of breathes and exhaled, I’m going to have to need a lot of courage. I drank a couple, maybe five?, shots before my vision become blur and my head felt dizzy.

I walked towards her with a sense of purpose; to win her back.

“— so yea, that was pissing and — ” One of her friends were talking before her eyes landed on me.

She immediately changed her posture from leaning against the wall to pushing her boobs together, making them more visible and standing in a way that her legs were also more visible.

I gave her a chuckle and said, “Sorry, but I’m kind of already occupied with one chick. Do you mind if I steal her for awhile?” before grabbing y/n by the waist and walked away with a very shocked y/n in my arms without waiting for the girl’s response.

i hope you guys like it so far !!

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Princess | a.i

idea: @allfandomsimagining / the pamphlet-thingy

18. Was your dad king for a day? He must have been to make a princess (or prince) like you. — ashton [ anonymous request ] 

enjoy :))

It would be fun, they said.

A great experience, better than staying at home, get “turnt up!”, get lai — You get the idea.

I was at a masquerade party that one of the rich kids held, their parents were out of town for the weekend, so of course they threw a party. But this wasn’t just any party, it was a party to celebrate the seniors’ almost-graduating-day-in-Hill View-High, so all the seniors were invited, including the outcasts — which, includes me.

Since it was a masquerade party, everyone was required to wear a fancy dress or suit, pairing it with a masquerade mask. I chose a sleeveless, crew neck dress that was decorated with white laces and beads and a shiny, black satin flowing down from it. Simple yet sophisticated was what I had in mind, and this had suited it perfectly.

I didn’t have many friends throughout my four years studying here, so there wasn’t really anyone I could start a conversation with. All of my so-called-friends either didn’t come (because they were all studying, or at home watching, perhaps, anime), were out there partying like it’s the end of their lives, or were too wasted.

I sighed as I scanned the vicinity of the hectic party with a cup of who-knows-what in my hand.

The loud music boomed across the entire household, my heart pounding in time with the bass. My grip tightened on the cup as I felt a wave of anxiety rush over me. Great, I was about to have an anxiety attack. I took a big gulp of air in and exhaled while I trudged my way up the stairs trying to find a bathroom.

Let me tell you, being in a rich kid’s house was troublesome when you have never been there, having no idea as to where is where.

Many doors opened were all were quickly closed when I saw naked bodies on top of each other. I muttered a ‘sorry’ and tried my best to avoid all sorts of eye contact with them as I hurried out of each room.

Finally, I got to the last door and slowly opened it.

To my relief, no sexual activities were happening on the floor or bed. I scanned the room but couldn’t quite make out what were placed as decorations in the room but I didn’t gave much thought to it as I sat on the most comfortable mattress I’ve ever experienced in my entire life. I laid my head down on the pillow after I placed my cup on the floor and closed my eyes, trying to relax myself. I took in deep breaths and exhaled, trying to exercise the exercise my therapist had given me.

It worked. I started to feel the tension in my chest beginning to disappear, making room for me to breath properly. The loud music bass pounding was soften here, making it easier for me to transport to dreamland.

I started to drift off to sleep when I heard the door opened and closed and someone cussed softly.

I immediately opened my eyes and flew off from the bed, accidentally kicking the cup and spilling the liquid inside.

“Shit…” I muttered to myself.

“Who are you?” Suspicions coated heavily over his question “What are you doing here? The party is down here, not in my pants — I’m off duty today,” He smirked a little.

I felt my cheeks burn up a little, and it burnt up even more when I realized who it was — Ashton Irwin, the school’s infamous troublemaker.

He quirked an eyebrow up, all the while smirking.

“Um…” I was at a loss of words, what was I suppose to say? Why am I even talking to him? I should just leave, to avoid any awkward tension tomorrow at school, if he even remember me tomorrow.

My tongue swiped over my too-dry lips and I swear I saw Ashton’s eyes looking at my mouth for a split second before looking up to meet my gaze again.

It must’ve been hard to see my eyes from the shelter of my mask, but he still made it count and tried to look at my eyes.

“Was your dad king for a day? He must have been to make a princess like you.” Ashton said suddenly, like a bolt out of the blue, and it shocked me and I had to cover up my laughter.

I bit my lips, trying to contain my laughter but that just seemed next to impossible and I burst out laughing.

“Excuse me?” He said, almost fiercely and I immediately stopped laughing, afraid I had crossed some line with this guy.

Ashton breaks into a smile — a rare sight, I would say, and said, “I take it that you found it amusing.”

It was my turn to quiz an eyebrow, “No shit, sherlock.”

Even though I seemed out going and all on the outside, on the inside I was panicking, why was Ashton Irwin talking to me? Does he want something? Did I do something wrong? How was I even able to speak to him so casually? (excluding the part where I’m freaking out on the inside of course, it’s a pretty big accomplishment considering every other time when I talk to a guy, it’s as if a cat got my tongue and I couldn’t even speak)

“Nice, the good girl cusses, that’s a rare sight.” Ashton continued.

My quizzed eyebrow goes even higher, “Just like you talking to me. What do you want?”

A part of me was terrified of the answer, but as much as I didn’t want to admit, another part of me was curious, anticipating for it.

“You.”

i

did

it

:))

completed it !! go me for not being lazy

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Mistake || c.h

#17: “I’m so stupid to make the mistake of falling in love with my best friend!”

idea: @allfandomsimagining

“Do you hate me?”

I whipped my head in his direction, surprised by the sudden question.

“Why’d you ask that?”

Calum shrugged as he furrowed his brows and thought of a logical explanation, “I mean, nowadays you’re quieter than before and sometimes you just stare at me with this emotion that I can’t describe and you..I don’t know! You’re just acting weird, basically.” He threw up his hands in the air in the end, frustrated he couldn’t explain himself fully.

I arched an eyebrow in response.

“What’s that suppose to mean?”

Calum turned around and he rubbed the back of his neck, “y/n, I don’t how to explain it, but I know that something is up. Can you please tell me? I hate being clueless.”

He pouted at the end. I shook my head while laughing, but inside I was a nervous wreck. He had seen through my act of being happy.

See, Calum and Anna* have been dating for about a month or so and of course, being Calum’s best friend, I’ve tried my best to be as supportive as I could, but how can I, when I’m in love with him?

“Well?”

I mentally debated with myself. We had a rule that we told each other everything, even if the other person might not like it. But telling this huge secret might bring damage to our friendship, I like how we are now - close and comfortable. I don’t want just because of a stupid feeling and cause harm to it.

I looked down to my fidgeting hands, or anywhere actually, anywhere but him.

Calum pressed a finger beneath my chin and brought it up so that my eyes met his.

We were sitting too close.

I moved away.

Hurt flashed on his face and I winced.

“What’s wrong y/n?” He asked gently, as if he was trying to calm a frightened child.

“Calum…”

“Yea?”

Tears welled up in my eyes and my voice was constricted in my throat.

Here I go.

One.

Two.

Thr-

A floodgate of tears suddenly released and I started to cry. Tears streamed down my cheek like a flow of the river.

Calum started to panic seeing my sudden breakdown. He held one of my hands as his other hand stroke my hair, telling me it’s ok.

But it’s not.

“I’m so stupid to make the mistake of falling in love with my best friend!” I screamed out, no longer wanting it to be stuffed in my chest, making it hard to breathe.

Calum stared at me in shock as his entire body went still.

I started to cry even more, knowing that I’ve broken it and no amount of glue could fix the crack.

*That’s what I’m calling his girlfriend.

shit it turned emo all of a sudden

my apologies I listened to an emo song while I was writing this. I wrote this in like 30mins after I thought about the sentence “do you hate me?” lmao can you say #writergoalz???

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Is This the End? || j.s (part 2)

part 1 enjoy :)

09 30

Saturday, 3rd October 2015

She agreed to it.

But of course, it was out of courtesy, she didn’t want to hurt the poor boy’s feelings, who knew how much effort it took him to say it? He looked like those who were too timid to do something, so, of course she agreed.

She gave him her number, and he left, after thanking her.

She stared at his retreating back, wondering why the hell did she give him her number and whether he was just pranking her. 

00 00

Friday, 1st January 2016

“Happy New Years, babe.” Joe whispered into her ear whilst the fireworks went off at the same moment.

She turned to face Joe and smiled, “Happy New Years, Sugg.” 

Joe smiled back as he leaned in, cupping her cheeks in his hands, he brought her face up to his face and kissed her rosy lips. 

14 50

Saturday, 3rd October 2015

She had just gotten off work and she immediately thought of the guy whose name she didn’t know. 

Buzz..buzz

Her phone vibrated through her jeans’ pocket, she took it out and it was an unknown number telling her about the details for their ‘lunch date’ - 4th October, Sunday, 12 30, Fiona’s Flowers*, the cafe just around the corner.

The person signed off with his name, Joe.

“So that’s his name,” she mused to herself, “Joe.”

Joe.

12 00

Thursday, 28th January 2016

“Joe?”

“Joe, you there?”

“Please pick up.”

12 04

Thursday, 28th January 2016

“…Hello?”

“Hey y/n.”

A wave of relief swept over y/n as she finally heard Joe’s voice. y/n was worried sick about Joe. He was gone for a project with a few other YouTubers and y/n didn’t go because of work and school.

He hadn’t been calling like what he promised and there were rumors going around on social media that he had “a new girl” because he was seen with her. y/n knew is it wasn’t true because the girl was just in the project with him, but the media being the media, just didn’t want to understand it.

Headlines like “Sugg is finally dating?!”, “New Girl, Sugg?” and “Mrs. Sugg?!” were all over y/n’s timeline and she felt like screaming.

You might be wondering, What? Doesn’t the media know that y/n and Joe are dating? No, they don’t. The both of them decided to keep their relationship a secret. Besides, even if the media did know, would they even give a single fuck?

“Can you come home?” y/n asked, desperate to see him again.

Joe sighed and he ran his hand through his hair - something he does when he’s frustrated (even though y/n couldn't see it, but she felt it).

“y/n, you know I can’t. This project is really big, it can boost my career up.”

y/n felt her voice constrict in her throat as she voiced out her thoughts, “Is someone preventing you from coming home?”

“What? What do you mean?**” y/n could hear Joe’s voice getting tight with every word that came out of his mouth.

A tear slipped out of y/n’s eye.

Now, she wasn’t one of those who get emotional easily, or at least, she tries not to. Especially not over boys.

But Joe was a special case, wasn’t he? He was y/n’s first true love, who understands and takes good care of her when she needed it. You absolutely don’t just find people like this everyday on the streets.

“Sofia***,you were with her…”

There was a long pause over the phone.

Every second y/n waited, the more her heart broke.

“She’s…nothing, love.” Joe finally said, hesitantly.

hey hey hey! here’s part 2 & I hoped you enjoyed it! :D

once again, creds to @omgthatcherjoe for allowing me to re-create it <3

*idk if that’s an actual shop

**when u nod ur head yes, but you wanna say no :’)

*** his ex

my friend helped w/ this part’s plot bc I didn’t know how to continue so s/o to you :-))

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masterlist

updated: 30th April 2016

here are the list of all my stories !!

MAGCON

jack g:

imagine 1 ((i couldn’t think of a name oK))

meet and greet - part 1 & part 2

jack j:

happy birthday

prom?

gone

cameron dallas:

imagine 1 ((just click it don’t question))

happy birthday ((melody))

different

taylor caniff:

minions

shawn mendes:

imagine 1 ((oK))

not disappointed ft. christian leave

matthew espinosa:

do it for the vine

best friend tag

cheater

sammy wilkinson ((ik he’s not part of Magcon but he hangs with j&j so yea))

imagine 1 ((gewfj))

imagine 2 ((sjfkif))

nate maloley ((same reason as sam))

don’t say goodbye - part 1 & part 2

BANDS/SINGERS

5sos

calum hood:

break up

lending a helping hand

mistake

don’t go - part 1

ashton irwin:

princess

luke hemmings:

imagine 1 (also nameless don’t judge)

blurb 1 ( l.h)

paper cranes

wrong love - part 1 & part 2

michael clifford:

none atm

justin bieber:

imagine 1 ((shh))

YOUTUBERS

joe sugg

Is This the End? (ongoing series atm) - part 1 & part 2

TV SHOWS

teen wolf

stiles stilinski:

move on

NOT SPECIFICALLY ANYONE

can’t let you go - part 1 & part 2

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Wrong Love || l.h (part 2)

@moonlight-kate-5sos: PART FREAKING 10 PLEASE :

: gAHHH it makes me sooooooo happy that you and the people who reblogged/liked likes this !! <3333 enjoy :-) P.S THIS IS THE ONLY FANFIC IM POSTING ON THIS ACC. MY WRITING ACC IS @qtjohnson

Part 1: http://cuhpcake.tumblr.com/post/135636939067/wrong-love-lh-ch

“Luke?” y/n whispered out, shocked to see her first lover here “What are you doing here?”

“I could ask you the same thing,” replied drunk Luke.

 "Luke..."

"How is Calum better than me?!" Luke screamed out, and y/n heard every word,despite the loudness in the club, Luke must've been really loud then.

y/n knew this conversation would come up sooner or later, she didn't know how to respond, but she was going to try the best she could.

Sighing, she brought Luke out of the club - despite Luke's multiple protests.

"How is Calum better than me?" Luke asked the moment they were out of the club.

The loud music playing in the club could still be heard, but muffled. Just like the thoughts in Luke's head - jumbled together and fast, new thoughts entering his mind every second, making it very muffled.*

y/n sighed yet again as she pinched the bridge of her nose. "Luke, I don't know, okay? I just like him. I can't control my fucking feelings."

Sober Luke would've understand it, but he wasn't here, not today, maybe not ever. Drunk Luke however, was here and was very angry.

"How do you not know?! It's your feelings! I -"

"I just like him, okay? I can't help it! Feelings can't be controlled or forced, alright?** Look, I'm sorry it happened. I'll get out of here, you won't see me again, I won't tell Calum I like him. You can forget about me, about this and just focus on your music."

Luke stayed speechless, not knowing how to respond.

y/n sighed and turned her heels to walk away when Luke quickly gripped her wrist, realizing the depth of the situation.

"Wait! No! Don't leave, please!" Luke cried out desperately.

As much as he didn't want his best friend and his girl friend - now ex - to be together, what would be even worse is the fact that the love of his life vanishing from his life.

y/n let out an air of annoyance and turned to face Luke, "Let go of me."

Luke started panicking - his heart started palpitating wildly as beads of perspiration formed on his forehead, he didn't want to lose his precious y/n. "y/n, please. I'm sorry...don't leave, please. I'm begging you, don't." Luke held on to y/n's wrist, his grip getting tighter.

Tears welled up in his eyes as his voice constricted in his throat for the second time that night.

y/n furrowed her brows, in a dilemma of what to do. On one hand, she could just leave Luke, the band, the city and go back to her hometown - which she really wanted. But on the other hand, she couldn't bare to leave Luke alone. He was at a very vulnerable state now, she couldn't just leave him like that, now can she?

Sighing - again -, y/n said tiredly, "C'mon Luke, you're drunk. Let's get you back to your house."

y/n placed Luke's arm around her shoulder as she tried her best not to fall over with Luke's heavy weight, she placed her right arm over Luke's waist and they begin walking back to Luke's house.

*lmao sry I tried.

**lmao this guy that liked me said it and I thought it was relevant. sry m8

idk if I'm going to make a part 3 for this ://// feedback???

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Wrong Love || l.h

this lil piece of crap that I call a story/imagine was inspired by a pic I saw on ig sooooo enjoy :))

"C'mon babe, we've done this plenty of times, what's wrong?"

y/n grimaced as she pushed herself from the bed and into a sitting position, "Luke....there's s-something I have to tell you."

Luke notices the sudden seriousness in her tone and quickly sat up, knowing something was up.

y/n sighed as her ruffled her hair - something she does when she's troubled, Luke had realized.

"I...I think..I'm in love with Calum."

Luke shook his head from that event that happened merely just two hours ago and drank another shot in one gulp.

"Luke," Ashton, one of his best friends said, sternly "you need to slow down on the drinks."

Luke chuckled humorlessly as he replied, "No way! I'm having fun!"

Ashton shook his head at how stubborn his friend was being while Luke continued.

"Don't you get it? She doesn't love me anymore!" Luke's eyes showed hurt but still, he gave Ashton a smile "I can fuck whoever I want now!" Luke's eyes averted from Ashton's and looked around and stopped after finding what he wanted.

"Damn, there's a cute girl over there. Maybe I should try bring her back to the hotel!" He slurred out, obviously drunk but still sober enough to not jumble up his words.

Ashton once again shook his head and said, "Dude, you're drunk. Please stop it."

Somehow Luke got pissed off and screamed, "What's your fucking problem? I just wanna have some fun! Stop trying to ruin it!"

Ashton sighed, knowing that there's no way to stop his stubborn friend now, he's way too caught up in his feelings and being drunk to be mature right now.

Luke calmed down for a few seconds before recomposing himself and begin walking - with the best of his abilities despite his current circumstances - towards that cute girl.

She looked very familiar from the back....almost too familiar.

The girl turned around, and Luke's voice constricted in his throat as his palms begin to sweat, it was y/n.

"Luke?" y/n whispered out, shocked to see her first lover here "What are you doing here?"

"I could ask you the same thing," replied drunk Luke.

 ayyyyyyy part 2 maybe? pls give feedback nd maybe request for a part 2 :ppppppp

thank you for reading!! hope y’all enjoyed this piece of crap i literally wrote in 10mins :p

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Paper Cranes || l.h

((This inspiration was from a TV show that I watched and found the couple moment cute 😂))

((Also thanks to @gasolinated for helping me to choose, yes I was the anon asking about the lil story. p.s ik bruh, same. I don't get Luke at all but y'know :////// nd I love ur acc so much omfg.))

 "Welcome to my new house." Luke smiled and let me in. I was currently at my best friend's new block because I had just came back from an exchange program for 3 years for my school in Brighton and didn't have any place to stay.

"Since when did you change? Why wasn't I informed?" I asked as I put my luggage down on the floor.

"Well, it wasn't that big of a deal and I didn't want to interrupt you and your studies." He picked up my luggage and started walking upstairs. I trailed behind him, taking time to take in the decorations of the room.

"It's not big, but I have 2 extra rooms. Pick one you like."

"I'll pick the biggest." I joked. "It's already mine." Luke laughed in response. I shook my head and said, "Alright then, I'll pick the one closest to yours."

He nodded and started walking towards the first room on his left. We went in and he put down my luggage.

"Thanks."

"No problem."

"No seriously, thank you. For everything." He gently smiled, "It's nothing."

"I'll let you have your own time to unpack and stuff, I'll be in my room if you need me." I nodded and he left the room.

I soon started unpacking and realized the closet he provided me had no hangers to hang my clothes.

Sighing, I left the "my room" and went in Luke's room. "Hey idiot, I don't have hangers." "Oh." And he had the lol-too-bad face but still, he stood up from his bed where he was sitting at and went to his closest to take hangers.

"Here, I've got extras. I don't know how much clothes you have but if you don't have enough hangers, I'll give you more." He said while handing about 30 hangers to me.

"Thanks." I took it and was about to leave when something at my left got my attention.

I looked towards it and saw that there were a few crane origami chains linked side by side. "What's all this?" I laughed while looking at Luke.

He awkwardly laugh while averting his eyes away from my gaze. "Well...I fold a crane everyday before I wish on them. It's said that if you do a thousand cranes, your wish would come true."

"One crane everyday?"

He nodded.

"A thousand of them?"

"A thousand and ninety-five." Luke corrected me.

"That's.." I started calculating. "..3 years..."

He nodded again.

"What's your wish then?" I smirked.

The faintest blush appeared on his cheeks and he stuttered, "D-Doesn't matter."

I smirked even wider, "It's for a girl isn't it?"

"Can't hide anything from you, can't I?"

And for some reason, my heart started palpitating wildly and my palms started sweating, as if I was scared.

Scared..of what?

"So..who is it?" I asked, my voice cracking at the end.

 "If I tell you, you'll probably hate me."

I scoffed, "Then can you at least tell me a clue? Is she pretty?"

He chuckled and sat down back on his bed, "She's not only pretty, she's loud, annoying, likes to call people "perverts", likes to scold,but she's somehow very shy but that isn't why I like her; I like her because she has a very very kind heart. She's giving and has a heart of gold."

I stared at him, shocked as he gave me a cheeky smile, telling me something I didn't dare to believe;The girl is you, y/n.

I looked away from him and at the paper cranes. "For 3 years? You've been folding cranes for me?"

Luke said, "Yeah, I know this kind of beliefs or fairy tales are for little schoolgirls, but even adults like us need a fairy tale to believe in."

I smiled as I shook my head, "That's ridiculous."

Luke chuckled as he replied,"Not to me it's not. I like you y/n. Hell, it might even be love. Will you give me a chance?"

I hugged him, with my arms around his neck and looked at him in the eyes, "Sure, because I like you too."

duDES I did this like in June omfg I never posted it bc idk who to put in for this *cri*

p.s julie hi i’m sry for tagging you on this and leaving a long ass post on ur notification, ily, ur acc is amazeballssssssss <3333

same goes for you guys, y’all are rad af.