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Three books. Three seasons. || The final season of The Summer I Turned Pretty begins July 16.

[margarita-life]

Belly & Conrad - LETTERS (TSITP 3x10)

"...That connection was like a force field..."

[risingoffthepage]

I am having to FORCE myself to breathe through Season 3 of TSITP, and it's making my heart hurt. ughhhhh.

[girl-i-cant-no-more]

run, connie, run!

me to conrad fisher after episode 7 because he is too precious for these people to ruin him:

how dare belly make him cry, oh girl when i find you...

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#TSITP #TEAMCONNIEBABY

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🤍 These Two

🎬 Scene 4

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Midnight Grapes

Pairings: Conrad Fisher x Fem! Reader summary: Y/n wants love so she decides that the best thing she could do is eat grapes on New Years Eve. warnings: fluff, kinda short. a/n: This one is a little bit short but I hope you guys are enjoying the little series. Lots of love!!

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Y/n always looked for love, she had so much love to give but felt herself falling in a pit of loneliness. Sususan had always told her that her time would come and that she would be destined to end up with one of her boys. Something that she didn’t hate at all, ever since she knew Conrad Fisher, all she could think about was him. But in the meantime all she could do was wait. She had been single long enough and quite frankly she was tired of everyone having a partner beside her.  Steven was dating Shayla, Belly was dating Cameron and Jeremiah was being Jeremiah. So besides her the only quote on quote single person was Conrad but he would occasionally hook up with anyone that he pleased which left the girl desperate. She didn’t want to spend another summer watching where kids make out with people while she would awkwardly stand on the sides. This year was going to be different, 2023 was her year.

So she did her research and the best thing she decided that was going to help her out was to eat 12 grapes under the table on New Years, so that’s what she did. When the 31st of december came around the corner Y/n held onto a bowl of grapes. She would jump into conversations with anyone that came around her but the only thing on her mind was getting under the table when the clock hits 11:59.

“You seem a little bit quiet.” Conrad said while looking down at her. He notices the bowl in her hand and tries to reach in to grab a grape which Y/n quickly avoids by slapping his hand away.

“Get your own grapes Conrad, these are not for you” Y/n said while covering her hand not letting him touch the bowl.

“Didn’t they teach you in kindergarten that sharing is caring?” Conrad said, raising and eyebrow at her.

“hilarious, but I need this grapes for a thing I saw online. So if you excuse me in two minutes I’ll be enjoying my grapes.” She said glaring at him and getting on her knees to get under the table.

“Oh, you're doing that grape thing Jeremiah was talking about last week? I thought you were joking” Conrad said confused as he watched her get comfortable.

“Well, sweetheart, does that look like a joke to you?” She gasped when Conrad let her talking alone, but she decided it was best to stay there because if she followed him she wouldn’t be under the table when she started eating the grapes. She looked at the clock watching it tick by slowly.  Y/n could hear the people in the party slowly preparing for the countdown but her thoughts got interrupted by Conrad sitting next to her under the table.

“I thought you said this was a joke” Y/n said while spotting Conrad’s bowl filled with grapes.

“I still think it is, but if it works I can’t be the only one that doesn’t have a partner. So shut up and eat your grapes” Conrads said, taking bites of the grapes in his hands. Y/n followed his actions, eating the grapes as quickly as they could in a minute.

“To have a girlfriend this year,” Conrad said, raising the last grape towards her.

“To have a boyfriend this year” Y/n responded, holding up her last grape.

…

Y/n got up from her couch from the loud noises coming from her front door. Her plans of the day consisted of staying in bed and watching romance movies while drowning herself in chocolate  but right now her plans are being ruined. She groans, nearly dragging her body to get the energy to open the door. She slowly opens the door and her mouth quickly opens when she takes the view in front of her. There he was, Conrad Fisher, in all his glory holding a big bouquet of flowers and a sign that read Will you be my valentine?. Maybe the grapes really were in her favor.

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