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Reckless, I'm at your front door and I'm helpless, I'm twisted back up in the madness, repeating history
We're still first in line for the front row of last resorts
It’s too early in the morning to be up, but its three AM and you are waiting for your boyfriend to step off the runway and greet you. He had been on tour for five months and the both of you couldn’t get any breaks off to see each other.
But you managed with Skype, voicemail, and text messages sent between the two of you. Your fingers were curled around your flimsy sign that read: Welcome home, boys. I missed you.
You knew that each of the boys would be grateful for the little sign since nobody else could come get them and you offered eagerly. Excited to see your boyfriend and his best friends who had soon become important in your life.
You watched as the plane pulled in from the runway and bounced on the balls of your feet. You could barely wait to see your boyfriend. It had been so long since you felt his hug or smelled his cologne that you bought him for Christmas.
Calum exited from the runway, his eyes fixated on his phone. His fingers flew over his keyboard before you heard a chirp from your phone which caused Calum’s head to snap up.
A smile broke across his face as he took you in. You standing in the airport holding up a flimsy sign in a pair of shorts, one of Calum’s shirts and sneakers. You ran towards him, forgetting about your sign as you left it behind you.
You ran into his arms and jumped at the last second. You latched your legs around his waist, you arms found their way to his neck. His hands went straight to your ass to hold you up. “I missed you so much,” Calum choked out. You buried your face into his neck
“I missed you too. So much.”
“Where’s our hug?!” You heard Michael demand from behind Calum but didn’t force you to let go of Calum. Luke grabbed Calum’s bags as Calum walked with you in his arms towards your car.
“You shouldn’t leave for so long next time.” None of the boys said anything, knowing that they couldn’t promise you anything.
“We’ll try baby girl.”
So I wrote this for @anarchyaustralia and @darkmikeyrises single dad!5sos blurb night last night, but they were done before I finished this. soooo, I’m just gonna post it today. idk if it’s any good but here it is
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“Please, just please stop crying.” Luke begged, the tears streaming down his face matching his 4 month old daughter’s.
He had come home from a rough day at the recording studio and had tried to put his baby girl Lucy to sleep so he could too, but just to his luck, he had misplaced her favorite blanket. He had looked in between every nook and cranny in his apartment, but to no avail. And of course, this was the only thing that Lucy absolutely refused to sleep without. He had tried every single tip in the parenting book he had picked up a few months ago, but none of them were working the magic they claimed to work. Even the blankets’ exact replica he had bought just for this occasion wasn’t enough to get her to sleep. And of course, a sleep deprived infant is not a happy one, and a few tired whimpers turned into a full blown tantrum. She kicked and screamed at the top of her little lungs, causing Luke’s head to feel as if a hammer was inside of it. He was so desperate to find something to satiate the poor child, to make her sleep, so he could sleep, but that’s not how his life worked anyway. So here he was rocking the baby back and forth in his arms, crying just as she was, and praying to every god out there that Lucy would just go to sleep.
He checked his phone - it was 1:30 A.M. He wanted to call the boys but he knew they wouldn’t know how to help without kids of their own, and the only other person he could think to ask was you. He hated to ask you to help him, you guys were barely friends, just neighbors, but Luke was so beyond tired he didn’t even care.
Without even bothering to slip on shoes, Luke walked out of his apartment and towards yours, knocking on your door. You didn’t come at first so he kept knocking, his current one-track mind causing all his manners to fly out the window. Moments later you opened the door and stared at Luke. He had a wrinkled shirt and stained sweatpants on, his hair disheveled and face stained from still-flowing tears, and holding his child while she screamed. You didn’t know Luke that well, you had never seen him in such a vulnerable state. You opened your mouth to say something, but Luke cut you off.
“I’m so sorry, but I can’t find Lucy’s blanket and she can’t sleep without it and she won’t stop screaming and I had such a bad day and I just want to go to bed but she won’t stop and I know we don’t know each other that well but I just need you to help me calm her down.” he rambled, his tired state causing him to forget how to assemble a sentence.
“Yeah of course, let’s go to your place where her stuff is.” He just nodded and turned around, and you followed him back to his apartment. He opened the door and sat on the couch, patting Lucy on the back while trying to wipe away his tears. You motioned to the baby, asking if you could take her. Without a second thought he handed her over. You cradled her in your arms and sat down next to Luke.
“Usually, if the baby has skin to skin contact with you, it helps them calm down. So take off your shirt, and lay down and lay her on top of you.” Luke sniffed and nodded, lifting his shirt and tossing it on the ground. You stood off the couch as he followed your directions of laying down, and you carefully laid Lucy down, positioning her so her head was right on his heart. Her screams slightly subsided but she was still crying. Luke looked at you with wide eyes. You thought for a second then said, “Try humming to her softly. Singing gives them something to focus on, and to help calm them down.” As to your request, Luke began to hum an unknown tune. As he hummed, Lucy slowly began to calm, and finally she fell asleep. Luke looked over at you, tears you assumed were happy ones once again falling, and whispered, “Thank you so much.”
“Anytime. I’ll stay here for a few more minutes until we know she’s totally asleep, and I can put her to bed so you can too.” you smiled. Luke tried to reject, but before he could you shook your head. “You deserve even this tiny bit of help. You do so much for her, it’s time someone does something for you.” Luke looked at you and smiled weakly. Maybe you were worth keeping around for more than just emergencies.
Happy New Year 🍾 💌
i was tagged by @chewbaccalum thanks cait this was rlly fun!!!! rules: write the first ten songs that come up on shuffle (no skipping!) and quote your favorite lyric from each song, then tag 10 people. 1. Homesick - Catfish and the Bottlemen I said that I'm only looking out for you, she said its obvious that's a lie. 2. Heroes- All Time Low you're not a hero, you're a liar, your not a savior you're a vampire 3. The Feeling - Justin Bieber ft. Halsey I'm notorious for thinking you full of beautiful instead of hollow 4. Valley Girls - Blackbear My mother said don't rush to be grown because those valley girls will always have some growing up to do. 5. Reckless and the Brave - All Time Low Long live the reckless and the brave i don't think i wanna be saved my song has not been sung 6. Love You Goodbye - One Direction My heart's already breaking baby go on twist the knife 7. Hell No's and Headphones I'll stick with Hell No's and Headphones 8. English Girls - The Maine He said "Smoke whatever you've got Love, it's getting late and We don't have much to lose." 9. Play Date - Melanie Martinez You know i give a fuck about you everyday, I guess it's time that I tell you the truth, if I share my toys will you let me stay? Don't wanna leave this play date with you. 10. Sober - Selena Gomez We fall for each other at the wrong times, only for a moment but i don't mind. I tag @peaceof5sos @tragicash @hemmingsvodka @rockoutash @vevo5sos @plantshopluke @softspices @classifiedluke and anyone else who wants to :)))))
Alright, guys.
So, @pluviophilelrh took my Blind!Luke fic, Labyrinth of Stone (which you can see was posted 3 weeks ago), changed a few words and sentences here and there and posted it as their own in a piece called Blue (which you can see was posted a mere 23 hours ago). Please don’t reblog their version of my writing.
Please reblog this to try to get the word out that that is MY writing that I spent a week making sure was perfect.
I’ve never had someone steal my writing before but it’s not a good feeling and it’s kind of one of the worst things you could do to someone.
Thanks guys.
tragicash
@tragicash, so her blog is amazing and I love it dearly. I’ve never spoken to her but she seems really lovely and always really nice to the people who do speak to her! She’s a really amazing writer and I hope she’s having a great day.
Send me urls to tag and compliment!