Make Magic Not War

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In short, we present IMMUNITY STAGS.

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I literally just accidentally read a post about a haunted hospital. This was amazing timing.

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Jealous ~ Robbie Kay x Reader

Request: Robbie gets jealous of the readers gay friend because she keeps hang out with him than robbie ( robbie doesn't know he is gay). Days pass and robbie decides to confront her. Fluff maybe smut if you want

Type: Gonna stick to fluff

Requests: Open

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I walked into Starbucks, already searching for my best friend, Andrew. We’d been friends since we were about 5 and I adored him to bits. I was the first person he came out to and I promised at the time that I would always be there for him. I honestly don’t know where I would be without him, he knew more about me than anyone, apart from Robbie of course. 

“(Y/N)” I heard the familiar voice shout, snapping me from my thoughts.

I looked over to see Andrew waving at me, holding up my drink my usual drink, Green tea. I went over and sat down in the booth with him.

“Ah, god am I glad to see you,” I said holding the cup between my cold hands. Despite it being summer, it was raining and freezing, but you know this is England.

“I’m so glad you care more about seeing your tea than me, the tea I bought I might add,” Andrew teased.

“I mean, I’m glad to see you too, just not as much,” I said grinning across the table at him.

“Thanks,” he laughed.

“Anyway so tell me how your date went?” I asked. Last night he’d gone out with a guy that worked at our local cinema that he’d had a crush on for god knows how long.

“Straight to the point aren’t you?”

“As always,” I smirked.

“It was OK,” He said nonchalantly.

“Only OK, give me details you muppet,” I said incredulously, slapping his arm.

“He was nice enough, I just don’t know whether I’d want to see him again,”

“You mean, after months of me having to hear, ‘oh he’s so gorgeous’ and ‘have you seen his eyes’ and ‘I wonder what he’s like in bed’, you tell me that you don’t know if you want to see him again,” I said, putting on his voice, eyes wide.

“Well what can I say...I’m picky,” he said. 

“You say that as if I haven’t known you for 14 years,” I laughed.

***

“I’ll see you tomorrow,” I said, giving Andrew a hug, before unlocking the door to mine and Robbie's house.

“Who are you seeing tomorrow?” Robbie’s voice said from behind me.

“God, Robbie you made me jump,” I said, turning around to look at him.

“Who are you seeing tomorrow?” He repeated.

“Andrew, why?” I said, narrowing my eyes at him skeptically. 

“Oh...just because you’ve been seeing him a lot recently,” he said, looking down.

“No more than normal, why, do you have a problem with it?”

“No...no, I suppose not,” he said starting to walk into the living room.

“Ok...weird,” 

***

It had been a couple of days since I’d had that chat with Robbie and he’d been becoming increasingly more distant. I was sat on the couch watching a random TV show when Robbie came storming in.

“What’s this?” he said, shoving his phone in my face. I took it and saw a picture that Andrew and I had taken yesterday. He had his arm around me and was kissing my cheek, a common occurrence when we were together.

“It’s me and Andrew,” 

“Why is he kissing you?” Robbie pressed on.

“Because he thought it would be a cute picture,”

“Of course he did,” Robbie rolled his eyes.

“Is there a problem here Robbie?” I said, standing up so that I was eye level with him, or as eye level as I could be with the height difference.

“Well, you’ve been spending a lot of time with him lately is all,”

“Why’s that a problem?” I said, becoming very confused with this conversation.

“It wouldn’t be if he was your boyfriend?” He said suddenly, and I immediately realised what was going on.

“Are you jealous?” I asked, trying to hide the smile that was slowly growing on my face.

“Well wouldn’t you be?” he said, and the face he made meant that I couldn’t keep in my laughter anymore. “Why are you laughing? This isn’t funny (y/n)!”

“Robbie, you don’t have any reason to be jealous,” I said, giggling.

“Why not?”

“Andrew’s gay,” I said matter-of-factly.

“Oh...oh,” Robbie said, rubbing the back of his neck, looking sheepish.

“I thought you knew,”

“No, sorry,” he said, looking down. I walked over to him and placed my hands on either side of his face.

“You don’t need to be sorry, you didn’t know,” I said softly.

“I just missed you is all,” he said, almost trying to explain himself.

“I know, I should have thought about that before I spent lots of time with Andrew, I’m sorry. How about this? For the rest of today and the whole of tomorrow I’ll spend all of my time with you,” I suggested. His arms wound around my waist as a little smirk appeared on his lips.

“Make it the rest of the week and we have a deal,” he said, making me giggle. I moved out of his arms and stuck my hand out for him to shake.

“Deal,” he grabbed my hand, shaking it and then pulled me towards him to place his lips on mine. 

“I love you,” he whispered against my lips.

“I love you too,”  

Sorry that there wasn’t much fluff in this, but I hope you enjoyed it.

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Haunted Love - Connor Ball x Reader Imagine

Since it's Halloween and I am sat at home doing nothing even remotely Halloween related, I thought I'd write a Halloween imagine. My inspiration came from the video that the boys put up today. This is more based on a friendship than it is you dating Connor.

We walked into the derelict building extremely slowly. None of us wanted to be in front.

"Why are we doing this again?" I whispered into Connors ear, gripping onto his hand.

"Honestly, I've got no idea," he whispered back, wrapping his arm around my shoulder still holding my hand. We walked through the entrance and waited as James did an intro to the camera. We started to walk down into the main bit of the building.

"I'm crapping myself right now," Brad said quietly.

"I think we all are mate," Tristan said.

"I can't see a thing," James said, just before I felt him bump into me. "Something just touched me," he shrieked.

"That was me you idiot," I laughed.

"Oh thank god," he breathed. We walked through little passageways. 

"Item number one," Brad said to the camera, pointing at something on the floor that we'd just passed.

"Shh," Tristan said pointing down a corridor that we were stood in front of.

"What?" Brad said coming over and looking down the corridor. There was a sudden sound from down the corridor and Brad made a sound of fright.

We walked down the corridor, following Tristan.

"Should we go into another room?"James said.

"There's a room over here," Tristan said and moved towards it. Connor and Brad went over to the entrance and started to shine their phone lights into the dark room.

"This is how all horror movies start," James said from beside me making me laughed.

"Oh, no no," Brad said moving back from the door.

"Come on," Tristan said.

"Should we go in?" Brad said. After a bit of revving each other up they decided to go in.

"Yea, come on," James said. Connor came over and took my hand again, pulling me close before we went in.

"This isn't fair, Connor has someone that he can hold hands with," Brad whined as we walked in.

"Come here," Tristan said, taking Brads hand. All of the boys started saying jokey goodbyes to the camera. We found some steps that led to a corridor that was higher up in the wall. 

"Here take the light," Brad said, handing Connor the light.

"This is the scariest place I've ever been," Connor said to the camera. Tristan started to walk up the steps, Brad following after.

"You know Sweeney Todd?" Tristan said as he got to the top of the steps. James and I laughed as Brad started to climb the steps.

"My legs are shaking right now," Brad said.

"Go on," Connor said to me. 

"Oh make the girl go first, very manly," I said and climbed the steps. Brad took my hand and helped me up. 

"Hey hands off, she's my cuddle buddy," Connor said, wrapping his arm around my waist as he got up the steps and we started to walk down the corridor. There was a sudden bang from behind us and Brad freaked out, quickly turning round and facing his phone light behind us. James started to laugh at his reaction. 

"I walked into the metal beam," James said. We walked further into the room. 

"I'm not scared, not at all," Connor said to the camera. The door to the room suddenly shut and Connor jumped looking towards it.

"Not scared eh?" I teased. 

"Shut up," 

"This is like what, an old boiler room," James said and suddenly the torch went out, leaving us in complete darkness. I felt Connors arms tighten around my waist as Brad hurriedly started to try and turn the torch back on. The boys started freaking out, pleading him to put it back on. The light came back on and they all sighed in relief.

"You OK there Con?" Tristan teased, after seeing Connor with his head buried into the crook of my neck. James opened the door and the other three boys jumped back, Connor pulling me with him, after seeing the weight that was on the door.

"It's a weight," James laughed.

"I thought it was a rat," Brad said and we all walked out of the room. 

"Come on lets get out of here," the boys said and we all started to walk upstairs. Connor suddenly made a sound of fright from beside me.

"What?" I said.

"I swear something just moved in that room," he said, pointing to the door next to us. Tristan bent down to look through the little hole that was in the door, but then jumped back quickly. 

***

Connor, Dean and I were stood on our own in a storage type place. The other boys had all run off. 

"We're the only one's left," Connor said to the camera. "I dunno where James has gone and there's a creepy guy down the corridor," he said, whispering the last part. We started to walk down the corridor, Dean following us with the camera. Connor kept turning round to talk to the camera. We walked past the door where we'd spotted the guy a minute ago. Dean stopped to to film into the room and Connor quickly started to run, pulling me with him. We heard Dean started running behind us. We ran up the stairs and found the boys in the entrance.

"Finally, come on I want to get out of here," Brad said and we all walked out of the building.

"That was terrifying," James said as we got outside.

"Someone's going to have to cuddle with me tonight or I'm not going to sleep," Brad said.

"Well you can't have (y/n), she's mine," Connor said, wrapping his arms around me tightly and placing a kiss onto the top of my head.

"Let's agree," Tris said, "We're never doing that again,"

Hope you liked it. Not my best, but I fancied doing something Halloween related.

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Blankets and Snow - Liam Payne x Reader (Request)

This is a request. (y/s/n) means your sons name. Also I added in that it was cold because it was snowing as I liked the image it made, hope you don't mind.

"You have to put you're coat on if you want to go out," I said to (y/s/n), my 3 year old son, while I pulled his coat around him.

"Why?" he whined.

"No coat, no going out," I said firmly.

"Fine," he said, still whining.

"Is he ready?" Liam asked coming into the entrance hall.

"Yep," I said, standing up. 

"Come on then," he said, unlocking the door. I took (y/s/n) hand and we walked out of the house. The snow on the ground was completely untouched and looked beautiful. Well it did, until (y/s/n) let go of my hand and ran down the path to the front gate, leaving his tiny footprints in the snow.

"His footprints are so small," I said quietly, hearing Liam chuckle as he took my hand and we started to follow our little boys footprints. 

"Come on Mummy, we have to get to the park," he shouted from the front gate, jumping in his spot.

"Alright, calm down," I laughed and took his hand as I reached him.

We started to walk down the road, Liam wrapping his arm around my waist in the process. As soon as we reached the park (y/s/n) stopped, staring out at the white wonderland. He looked up at me with the wide puppy dog eyes which he'd managed to inherit from Liam. 

"Go," I said, letting go of his hand and he quickly ran off. "But stay where I can see you," I shouted after him. Liam chuckled and led me over to a bench.

"Let him have some fun," he said smiling.

"OK, but when he falls over and hurts himself, you can be the one to stop him crying," I joked, "And I'm not sitting on the bench, it's covered in snow,"

"You're such a wuss," he chuckled, brushing some of the snow off the bench with his gloved hand. He sat down on the clear spot and then wrapped his arm around my waist, pulling me down onto his lap.

"Can you believe that he's nearly four?" I said, watching as (y/s/n) started to kick the snow up and then twirl as it fell around him.

"I know, time's flown by, I just wish I'd been around for more of his childhood," he whispered, pulling me closer to him.

"Hey, we've been over this, you couldn't help it, it's your job,a job that means he can have a much better life," I said.

"I know, but I missed so many of his milestones, I missed his first word, the first time he stood up on his own, hell I nearly missed his birth cause the plane that was bringing us boys home was late," he said, sounding extremely sad. I turned around in his lap and cupped his face in my hands.

"You couldn't help it, and you're here now that's all that matters, plus I know you'll be there for the milestones of any other children we have, stop beating yourself up over it," I said and then pressed my lips to his. I suddenly felt something cold hit me in the back. I pulled away gasping and turned to see (y/s/n) stood behind me. His gloves were covered with snow and he had a cheeky grin plastered onto his face.

"He's learnt too much from Louis," Liam said as he brushed the snow from my back.

"You cheeky little, come here," I said launching myself off of Liam and chasing after (y/s/n). I could here him giggling loudly as he ran away from me. I caught up to him and scooped him up in my arms spinning him around.

"Daddy save me," he squealed through his laughter. Liam jumped up from the bench and came running over. He picked (y/s/n) up and ran away.

"Come back here," I yelled, running after them.

"Such a cute little family," I heard from behind me and turned to see two old ladies walking, their arms linked. I turned back and went back to the boys who were now making snow angels.

"You're going to freeze, come on," I said, picking (y/s/n) up and resting him on my hip. 

"Look at what I made," he said to me. Liam stood up and pulled out his phone. I saw him take a picture of the two snow angels and knew that he was going to tweet it later. "Mummy,"

"What?"

"I'm cold, I want to go home," (y/s/n) said quietly, burying his head into the crook of my neck. 

"OK," I said and we started to walk home. 

"Can we watch a film?" (y/s/n) asked me as we walked into the house.

"Of course we can," I said placing him on the couch. 

"I'll go and make some hot chocolate," Liam said to me as I placed a film in the DVD player. I grabbed a blanket and set in over myself and (y/s/n). He moved closer and cuddled into my side. Liam came back with two hot chocolates and placed them on the coffee table. He sat down next to me, wrapping his arm around my shoulders and covered himself in the blanket.

Halfway through the film I heard quiet snores coming from my side. I looked down to see (y/s/n) fast asleep.

"I'm going to take him upstairs," I whispered to Liam, picking him up and taking him up to his room. I placed him in bed and covered him with his Spiderman duvet. "Night night," I whispered and kissed him lightly on the forehead. 

"Come here and cuddle with me, I'm cold," Liam said as I came back downstairs.

"Well you're the one who decided to lay down in the snow," I laughed as I cuddled into his side. He draped the blanket around us.

"I have a suggestion,"

"What?"

"Shut up," he said making me laugh. We carried on watching the film and I pulled out my phone. I went onto Twitter and looked at lots of mentions. I saw the tweet that Liam put up with the picture he took earlier.

@Real_Liam_Payne: Had fun playing out in the snow with my extremely cute son. Now cuddled up under a blanket with hot chocolate and my beautiful girlfriend. Can't get much better than that :)

I hope you liked it. 

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I Told You So - Harry Styles Imagine for Sophie (Request)

This is a request from Anon/Sophie. 

"Are you sure you're OK to go?" Harry asked as I finished packing the suitcase.

"Yea, I'm fine," I said. Recently I was quite sick but it's passed now so I'm fine. Harry's not too sure though.

"Sophie, my family will understand if we don't go," he said, sitting down on the bed.

"Harry, you've not seen your family for ages, you came back from tour a week ago and you've only seen them for the 10 minutes they saw you in the airport before we had to leave because I was going to throw up. I'm fine now, and even if I wasn't I don't want to be the reason that you can't see your family," I said firmly.

"Don't be ridiculous, they know you were ill, they're fine if we don't go, I'm fine if we don't go," he said.

"Harry, I'm fine, we're going," I said, leaning over to place a kiss on his lips.

***

It was later on and we were sat having dinner. Harry was telling stories of tour when I felt my stomach lurch. I stopped eating and put my hand onto my stomach. Harry stopped talking and looked at me, placing his hand on my thigh.

"Are you OK babe?" he asked, looking at me concerned.

"Yea, I'm fine,"

"Are you sure hunny? You're looking a little pale," Anne said.

"She's been a bit sick recently as it is," Harry said to his mum.

"You shouldn't have come down then," Anne said.

"I'm fine, I wasn't going to be the reason for Harry not being able to see you," I said.

"Don't be silly, if..."

"I'm fine," I cut her off reassuringly.

***

I was in the kitchen washing the dishes with Anne, as Harry was sat in the living room watching TV with Gemma. 

"So how's your life going? Harry spoke so much at dinner you didn't get a word in," Anne said as I dried the dishes.

"It's..." I started to say but was cut off by my stomach lurching again. I ran out of the kitchen, through the living room, ignoring Harry and Gemma's worried looks and into the bathroom. I knelt down in front of the toilet and quickly threw up most of my insides. I felt someone kneel down next to me, holding back my hair and rubbing my back. It took me a while to finish throwing up. I stood up and washed my mouth out.

"Come on, we're going to cuddle in bed," Harry said, picking me up and carrying me into his old room.

"But we're here for you to spend time with your family,"

"I don't care," he said, setting me down on the bed.

"But..."

"No buts, now I'm going downstairs to get you some medicine and then I'll be back up," he said and then left the room.

"Is she alright?" I heard Anne ask.

"Yea, we're just going to stay upstairs for the evening," Harry answered and then I heard him come back upstairs. He laid down next me and handed me the medicine.

"Ugh," I said once I'd taken it. He chuckled and pulled me into his chest, stroking my back.

"I hate to say this," he said and then placed a kiss to the top of my head, "but I told you so,"

I hope you liked it. It's not as cute at I'd hoped for, but I couldn't find a way to fit it into this situation. 

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Masterpost

This is a Masterpost with links to all my imagines that I've written on here. If you want an imagine just request one in my ask box.

The Vamps

He's Got Me Lovestruck - Brad Simpson x Reader

Come Back To Me - Brad Simpson x Reader

Haunted Love - Conner Ball x Reader

Request: Why Do This To Yourself - Brad Simpson x Reader

One Direction

Request: Blankets and Snow - Liam Payne x Reader

Request: I Told You So - Harry Styles Imagine for Sophie

Union J

Kiss In The Rain - George Shelley x Reader

McFly/McBusted

Love Brought Us Together - Dougie Poynter x Reader

YouTubers

The New Kid - Bertie Gilbert x Reader Part 1 Part 2 Part 3

Harry Mondryk

7 Minutes In Heaven - Harry Mondryk x Reader

Robbie Kay

Request: Jealous - Robbie Kay x Reader

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Why Do This To Yourself? - Bradley Simpson x Reader Imagine (Request)

Warning: Potentially Triggering

This was requested by Anon. It's about where Brad notices your self-harm scars. Hope you like it.

I was sat in my house watching TV. Brad was in the studio with the boys at the moment. They were recording for their next album. He wasn't due home for a while, so I wasn't too bothered about the fact that I was only in a tank top. It bothered me a little that he was out, but I knew it was part of his job. But he'd been going out with the boys a lot as well when he wasn't working and that's what bothered me. He'd only been back from tour for 2 weeks and yet he was already spending so much time with the boys. 

"Babe, I'm home," Brad called from the door, distracting me from my thoughts. I looked up at the clock and saw that it was 1 o'clock. He was 3 hours early.

"What are you doing home so early?" I asked.

"I thought I'd come home early, so I could spend some time with my beautiful girlfriend," he said, going to give me a hug. I was suddenly aware of how bare my arms were. 

"I'm just going to put a hoody on," I said, escaping his arms and running upstairs. 

"Why? It's baking hot," he yelled after me.

"I'm just a bit cold," I said and shut the door. I quickly grabbed a hoody from my wardrobe and put it on. I could already feel the heat seeping through, but I couldn't risk him seeing the marks that covered my arms. 

"Are you sure you're not going to swelter in that?" Brad said as I came back downstairs and sat down next to him.

"No, I'm fine," I said. He looked at me unconvinced but let it go. We carried on watching the TV for a while. "So how's the album going?"

"It's fine, we wrote a new song today, I think you'll like it," he said.

"How do you know?" I asked.

"Well..."

"I mean how do you know I like any of your music?" I teased. He looked at me shocked, but then caught on to the fact that I was kidding when he saw my smirk.

"What are you trying to say?" He said, joining in.

"Well, I could have been lying to you this whole time, I don't actually like your music at all," I said, still smirking.

"Take it back," he said, diving onto me and digging his fingers into my sides. 

"Stop," I said laughing. 

"Not until you take it back," he said, finding my weakest spots easily, the grin evident on his face.

"Never," I screamed through the laughter. This carried on for a while, and I didn't notice that the sleeves of my hoody had fallen down to my elbows. Brad suddenly stopped and I looked at him curiously. He was looking at my arm which he was holding up.

"What...?"

"Shit," I whispered, ripping my arm from his grip and shoving the sleeve down as I sat up.

"(y/n)," he said quietly as I walked into the kitchen. I lent against one of the counters with my back to the door. I heard footsteps come in behind me.

"Go away," I said quietly.

"You said you wouldn't do it again," he said sadly. I turned around and could see tears in his eyes.

"I'm sorry," I said, tears coming to my eyes as well.

"You promised me," he whispered as the tears started to roll down his face. I slid down the counter onto the floor, holding my knees to my chest. "What...what made you do it?" he asked and I just shrugged. "It wasn't me was it?"

"No," I said hesitantly. It was a lie.

"Oh god, it was me," he said collapsing to the floor next to me. "What did I do?"

"It wasn't you directly. It's just...you haven't been around a lot lately. You're always with the boys, even when you're not working. You only finished tour a few weeks ago, you were with them every day for it, and now you're still spending every day with them," I said through the tears that were now streaming down my face. "I just felt...like you didn't want me anymore, that you'd had enough of me,"

"Oh my god, don't you ever think that, I could never not want you, I love you too much," he said, wrapping his arms around me tightly.

"I was being stupid," I whispered.

"No, you weren't, I'm sorry I haven't been around, I'm the stupid one, I should have realized that it would hurt you,"

"I'm sorry,"

"Don't be, you've got nothing to be sorry about," he whispered. That's the only volume either of us could reach.

"I broke my promise," I said, choking on the tears. He moved in front of me.

"(y/n) don't apologize, I know you can't help it," he said firmly, taking my hands in his. "Just please, try not to do it again, if you feel like doing it talk to me, especially if it's because of something I've done, I love you too much to lose you,"

"I love you too," I whispered. He took my face in his hands and pressed a kiss to my lips.

"Come on, lets go upstairs and watch a film in bed," he said, standing and then picking me up, carrying me upstairs. He set me down on the bed and went to put a film on. He held up (favourite film) and I smiled. He then joined me in the bed. He wrapped his arms around me tightly. We spent the rest of the evening cuddling in bed, with him pressing light kisses up and down my arm, on every one of my scars.

"I love you," I whispered.

"I love you too," he whispered, placing a kiss to my head.

Hope you enjoyed it. If anything in this effects you please talk to someone. If you can't talk to someone you know, feel free to message me and I'll try my best to help.

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Love Brought Us Together - Dougie Poynter x Reader Imagine

I wrote this one a little while ago so the timings are a bit messed up.

I walked down the isle of Tesco's pushing the trolley. My name was (y/n). I had dirty blonde hair with blue dyed tips, brown eyes, I was tall and thin. I had a pretty good figure people said. I found the vegetables I needed and turned into the next isle. I saw him.

He was someone nearly everyone would recognize. He was someone I certainly recognized. I'd seen more of him than most other people would. His tattoo that ran down his arm and over his right peck. His dirty blonde hair that had been dyed many a time. His grey blue eyes, and cheeky smile that had been directed at me a few times. He was here with Tom who was probably buying stuff for him, Giovanna and Buzz. He was smiling and he looked happy. I hadn't seen him in person for three years, only on TV. I'd only heard his voice on radio. I remember all the times we'd spent together. Tom saw me looking. I turned to pick up some milk as he nudged Dougie. He turned round and looked straight at me. His smile faltered for a minute.

Just seeing him smile at me like that brought all the memories flooding back. When we first met it had been like love at first sight. Then when we started going out. All the times when he'd come in late from the studio, he hadn't had anything to eat, he'd pick me up, carry me upstairs and throw me on the bed and we'd have the time of our life. If you catch my drift.

I carried on walking and nearly walked past him until he called me back.

"(y/n) is that you," he said.

"Yea, it's me Dougie," I said.

"How have you been, it's been what..."

"Three years," I said.

"Really that long, wow," he said. He seemed so happy and normal. I couldn't believe it, from how our break up had happened I just couldn't believe it. He'd thought I'd been cheating on him, with one of my best friends I'd known since I was young, he was gay and I'd given him a kiss on the cheek and suddenly I was cheating on Dougie. We'd been going out since we were 17. We broke up when I was 22.

"Yep, that long,"

"So how have you been then?"

"Good, you? I saw you on I'm a celeb, well done on winning,"

"Thanks, it was weird in there, I mean you and me used to watch it before, you were in my mind the whole time I was in there," he said and then realized what he'd said.

"R...really, wow,"

"Yea, you haven't left my mind since the day we broke up," he said. I can't believe that, he hadn't left my mind since that day either.

"Wow, um I don't know what to say,"

"I made a massive mistake that day, I was so stupid, thinking you'd cheated on me," he said.

"Um, I..." I started but was cut off by a little girl running up to me.

"Mummy, can I have this?" she said holding a big bunny teddy.

"Maybe for Christmas," I said, picking her up and resting her on my hip.

"You...you have a child," Dougie said.

"Yea, this is Jamie, she's two," I said.

"Two, wow you must have moved on fast after we broke up," he said a bit upset.

"Actually..."

"Daddy," Jamie said pointing at Dougie. Dougie looked at her and then looked at me confused.

"D...daddy," he said. I nodded.

"Yea, she's uh, she's yours," I said.

"I...I'm a father," he said shocked. I nodded. "How does she know?"

"Well when we watched I'm a celebrity, I told her and now anytime you guys are on the TV or on the radio she yells, that's daddy," I said. He cracked a smiled. Tom who had walked off somewhere came back.

"Hi (y/n), haven't seen you in a while," he said.

"Hi Tom," I said.

"Who's this then?" he said.

"I'm Jamie," she shouted. I laughed.

"Shh, darling, calm down,"

"Sorry Mummy," she said looking upset.

"It's fine, just inside voice," I said kissing her on the forehead.

"Right, so who's the dad then?" Tom said to me.

"M...me," Dougie said.

"You," Tom said. "How?"

"How about we go and get some coffee and you can tell us about it?" Dougie said.

"How about we come back to mine? I can't really afford to go get coffee," I said.

"I'll pay," he said.

"No, I wanna go home Mummy," Jamie said.

"Yes, alright, shh," I said. I looked at Dougie apologetically.

"OK, shall we just go back to yours then?" Tom said.

"Yea," I said. We went to the tills and I went to pay, but Dougie was already there. "What are you doing?"

"I'm guessing most of this is Jamie's'," he said. I nodded. "Well I haven't been around for two years, to pay for any of the stuff that Jamie needs so I'm gonna start," he said. I rolled my eyes and started putting stuff away in the trolley. Once we'd left the shop I went out to my car and started putting stuff in. He hadn't changed one bit. They'd walked so they got in my car. Tom got in the back with Jamie in her car seat and Dougie got in the front with me. The guys told me about stuff as I drove home. Once we got back to my house Jamie had fallen asleep. The boys took the bags and carried them into the house, as I picked Jamie up and carried her inside. I went and put her upstairs in her bed.

"Sleep tight my little angel," I said and kissed her on the forehead. I stood up and tucked her in. I turned around and saw Dougie lent against the door frame.

"She's really beautiful, but then again I can see where she gets the looks from," he said. I looked down blushing as I turned the lights off and shut the door slightly. We started to walk downstairs and then went into the kitchen. I started the coffee machine. Tom and Dougie were sat at the table. I gave them their cups and sat down with mine.

"So how is she Dougie's daughter?" Tom said.

"Well she's two," I said. "And me and Dougie broke up three years ago, after we broke up about two weeks later I found out I was three weeks pregnant, I wanted to tell Dougie but you'd gone off to America so I couldn't,"

"I wish I'd known, I wish I'd been apart of her life," Dougie said.

"Yea well," I said. Tom's phone started going off. He looked at it.

"Oh I've got to go Gio's waiting for me," he said. "I'll see you later Doug," I went and opened the door for him, locked it and then sat back down.

"You know I didn't cheat on you," I said. He looked up from the table. "David's gay, we've known each other since we were 5,"

"Yea, I realized as soon as I'd broken up with you, that I shouldn't have. When we were in America what was getting the guys through some of the days was knowing that they had their girlfriends back home, but I didn't have that. I wanted to run back as soon as I'd left and apologize. It just killed me, I missed you like crazy," he said. I smiled.

"You know I haven't had a boyfriend since you, I went through the pregnancy alone and stayed on my own, I often wished that I had a boyfriend and I would tell Jamie that they were her dad, but I wouldn't be able to, as soon as Jamie asked who her dad was I knew in that moment that I couldn't lie to her and I had to tell her it was you, whether I saw you again or not," I said.

"I shouldn't have said the things I said, I shouldn't have done the things I did, I wish with all my heart I'd been with you through the whole thing," he said. I smiled. We had a long chat. I stood up and picked up both of our cups. I went to put them in the sink and started the tap. I felt a warm pair of arms wrap around my waist.

"What are you doing?" I said.

"I never stopped loving you, for these past three years, you were the only girl I loved," he whispered in my ear.

"I'll be honest, I never stopped loving you," I said. In a flash he span me around and pressed his lips to mine. It felt like it had three years ago. I felt the love that I had, but it was intensified. My arms went around his neck. His lips fitted to mine perfectly. Our lips moved in perfect sync. I felt him bite my bottom lip. I parted my lips and his tongue shot inside. He explored every part of my mouth, it was familiar territory to him. His hand started going up the back of my top. My bum was pressed against the counter. He went to undo my bra when...

"Mummy, are you and daddy getting back together?" Me and Dougie pulled apart and looked at Jamie, laughing.

I hope we do.

Hope you liked it.

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Kiss In The Rain - George Shelley x Reader Imagine

This was written when Union J were in The X Factor.

I walked down the street in the pouring rain. It didn't help that I didn't have my umbrella as I had just been at UNI and my friend was meant to give me a lift home but her and her boyfriend had gone off somewhere so I was forced to walk home. I walked along the path, only to have a car splash me.

"Oh for Christ sake," I said, and looked down at my soaked clothes. I carried on walking. I heard my phone ringing and went in my bag for it. I felt around trying to find it, just as the strap snapped and everything fell out into a puddle. "What else could go wrong today?" I said to myself as I got down to pick everything up. A hand came down and started to pick the stuff up. I looked up to see brown hair.

"I hope these weren't important, they're sort of ruined," the boy said holding up a load of paper.

"My course work," I sighed taking it from him.

"Ah so it was important," he said. I nodded and carried on stuffing everything in my bag. Once everything was picked up the boy stood up and then stuck out his hand to help me up.

"Thanks," I said.

"I'm George," he said. I now recognized him, he was in the X Factor group Union J.

"I'm (Y/n)," I said.

"Pretty name for a pretty girl," he said, causing me to look down blushing. "Why are you walking out in this weather?"

"I've just been at UNI and my friend was meant to give me a lift, but her and her boyfriend have gone somewhere, so I'm stuck walking back to our apartment in the rain, and anyway I could ask you the same thing, considering you could be in the Corinthia hotel," I shot back.

"So you recognize me?" He said and I nodded. "Well that's the precise reason I'm out in this weather, not many people come out in the rain, which means I'm less likely to be recognized by fans," he said.

"Right makes sense," I said.

"Anyway, where's your apartment?"

"Why should I tell you?"

"So I can walk you home," he said. He took his coat off and held it out to me. "Take it, you need it more than me right now," he said. I smiled and put it on.

"Why would you want to walk me home?"

"Because you look like you need someone to cheer you up, I want to be that person,"

"Why?"

"Because you seem really nice, and you are honestly one of the most beautiful girls I have ever met," he said and then blushed.

"Really?" I said in disbelief.

Why would someone like him, think I was beautiful? Why would he want to walk me home? Why would he want to waste his time on me?

To be honest he had always been my favourite of Union J. I'd had a soft spot for him since he'd auditioned as a solo act. I'd been a little upset when he didn't get through and then I'd been happy when he was put with Triple J to make Union J.

"Yea, out of all the girls I've met, you are easily the most beautiful, and as for the fans...."

"Who said I was a fan?" I said.

"You're not a fan? Let me guess a District 3 fan,"

"Who says I even watch the X Factor?"

"You don't watch the X Factor?" he said.

"Oh no, I do,"

"And you're not a Union J fan?"

"Oh no, I am," I said smirking.

"Then why did you say you weren't?"

"I just wanted to mess with you," I said.

"Oh that's evil, I definitely like you," he said. I looked down blushing. "Are you blushing?"

"No," I said.

"You are,"

"No, no I'm not,"

"OK, sure," he said in mock belief.

"Oh whatever," I said. We carried on walking until we reached my apartment building. We went up the stairs to my apartment. I searched in my mess of a bag and found my key. Even that was wet. I slipped it in the lock and unlocked the door. I opened it and stepped inside.

"Well now I've walked you home, I'll leave you," he said, a hint of hope in his voice.

"You can come in, for like a coffee if you want," I said, I have no idea why I did, I mean he's famous and I'm nothing special, but you know it was worth a shot.

"Yea that would be nice," he said coming in. I shut the door, shocked that it had worked.

"I'm gonna go and change, uh you can watch the TV if you like, uh the kitchens just over there and the bathrooms down the hall," I said pointing. I ran off into my bedroom.

Before doing anything I slid down the back of the door. George Shelley was in my apartment. I was wearing his jacket. He was out there sat on my sofa, watching my TV. And I was sat in my bedroom. What was I doing, I need to change, quickly. I changed into a purple tank top and some ripped jeans and high top sneakers. I pulled my dirty blonde hair down from it's messy soaked bun. I started to brush it and grabbed two towels. I checked my makeup and then left the room and went into the front room drying my hair with the towel.

"Here you go," I said handing him a towel. I noticed two mugs on the counter.

"I made two hot chocolates, I hope you don't mind," he said as I sat down.

"Nah it's fine," I said.

We sat around talking and having fun for a while. The rain was still pounding against the windows. It got to six o'clock and it was dark and he realized he had to be back at the hotel.

"Right, well we'll have to meet up again some time," he said and got up. We swapped numbers and I let him out. I ran into my bedroom, jumped on my bed, hid my head in my pillows and screamed. George Shelley, I had George Shelley's number. I looked up and saw his jacket hanging on the back of my chair.

"Shit," I said running and grabbing it. I ran out to the front room and looked out the window. It was dark but the street lamps illuminated the street enough that I could see him walking along, trying to shield himself from the rain, which was coming down like bullets. I ran out of my apartment, down the stairs, out of the building and down the street. I was quite fast so caught up quickly. I got closer and ran in front of him.

"(Y/n)," he said.

"Your jacket," I said catching my breath.

"I said you could keep that," he said.

"I couldn't keep your jacket, it looks expensive,"

"Well maybe it can be my first present to you as your boyfriend," he said.

I looked at him confused, through the beating rain. He cupped my cheek with his hand and as the rain fell he pressed his lips to mine. I closed my eyes and kissed back. Our lips moved in perfect sync. His arms slipped around my waist and mine went around his neck. The rain was falling down my back, and down my face and his, but we didn't care. I could feel him grab his jacket from me and drape it around my shoulders and then his arms were back around my waist, pulling me so close to him that there was no space left between us. We slowly broke apart but stayed closely stuck together.

"Sorry, your lips looked lonely, I thought I'd introduce them to mine. I just couldn't help myself,"

"It's fine, I got a film worthy famous kiss in the rain,"

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Come Back To Me - Brad Simpson x Reader imagine

I paced around the living room at 2 in the morning. All I had on was one of Brad's shirts and my underwear. It had been 4 days since he left. 4 days since he'd slammed the door shut saying he was going to James'. 4 days since we'd had that stupid fight, the topic of which I couldn't even remember anymore. I picked up my phone to see that there were still no messages, no missed calls, nothing. We hadn't talked in those 4 days and I was beyond worried. Neither him or James had even had the courtesy to tell me that he was there and fine, I mean he'd walked out at half 3 in the morning, anything could have happened. I mean granted James only lived on the next street over, but that knowledge still didn't help me to sleep at night, just wishing that Brad was next to me. I looked at my phone and scrolled over Brads' contact, quickly typing, I'm sorry, xxx I threw my phone back on the sofa. I knew the boys had a concert tomorrow, but he wouldn't be asleep. He wouldn't be able to from either excitement or nerves. I looked at my phone again and saw under the message, Read at 2:09am 5 minutes ago, and Brad was always one for replying quickly, so either he didn't know how to reply, or he was ignoring me. Probably the latter. I quickly typed again I'm not even mad anymore, please just come home. I'm worried, xxx Again I threw the phone down. I knew I probably wouldn't get a reply but there was always hope.  I looked at it again. Read at 2:17am. Brad is typing... I waited for him to reply, but then he stopped typing and nothing came through. Yep, he was ignoring me. I sighed and collapsed onto the sofa. I was ready to fall asleep then and there but then something on the coffee table caught my eye. I bent over and picked up the ticket to the boys concert tomorrow that Brad had got me. This was obviously before the fight. He'd got me it because he said he wanted to be able to see my face in the crowd. Now I think the sight of me would probably just make him run a mile. I played with the ticket in my hand for a bit. If I went I'd probably just put him off. But at least I'd get to see him. I've missed him so much just the idea of seeing him made me a bit happier. Plus if I made sure I was stood to one side of the stage and further back in the crowd he might not even see me. I then might be able to at least try and talk to him after the show. *** I walked into the venue keeping my head down. I'd been going out with Brad long enough for fans to recognize me, and that's the last thing I wanted today. I'd had to put quite a bit of makeup on just to hide the dark circles under my eyes. I'd only just managed to get 2 hours of sleep last night and that was only because of the thought of being able to see Brad again today. I walked through into the main hall. I'd managed to get there late enough that there was already quite a few girls there, so I was far enough away from the stage that Brad wouldn't be able to recognize me. I hoped. The boys came on stage soon after I walked in and the sight of Brad made me gasp. He looked awful, to put it nicely. Like me he had dark circles under his eyes, except he hadn't bothered to hide them, plus his eyes were red and puffy like he'd been crying. He wasn't his usual smiley self either. He didn't have the usual bounce in his step and his voice sounded tired and, well sad when he spoke to the audience. The sight made me want to cry, as if I hadn't been doing that enough these past days. "Brad doesn't seem very happy," the girl next to me said as the boys started playing. "Hmm," was all I replied with. This caused her to look at me. "Hey, aren't you (y/n), his girlfriend," Shoot, she'd recognized me. I just nodded. "What's wrong with him?" "I...we had a bit of a fight," I said reluctantly. "Oh no, what happened? I always thought that you two were a great couple," "It doesn't really matter," I said, not wanting her to know too much. "Well, what are you doing all the way back here? He won't be able to see you from the stage, you need to be closer so he can see you," she said, and started to push me through the crowd, ignoring my protests. "Come on guys, let her through, it's (y/n), Brad's girlfriend, he needs to see her so he can be happy again," All the commotion had managed to catch James' attention and he looked over to see what was happening. This is when he caught my eye. His eyes widened and his mouth opened a little. I quickly shook my head at him, but he ignored it and tapped Brad on the arm. Brad looked at him questioningly and then his gaze followed where James was pointing. I looked down quickly, trying not to be seen. But I knew I'd failed when I heard Brad stop singing and the rest of the boys stop playing. I looked up to see Brad looking at me, tears welling up in his eyes. I knew it was a bad idea to come. I quickly turned around and started to push through the crowd trying to get out. "(y/n)!" I heard Brad yell and turned around in time to see him jump off the stage and over the barrier, much to the annoyance of the security guards. He went to push through the crowd, but they all parted like the red sea for him, giving him perfect access to me. This made me push through the crowd with even more determination, ignoring his, and now the boys', shouts of my name. I finally made it out into the corridor and started to run down it until a hand grabbed my wrist and turned me around. I looked up at Brad to see him looking down at me, with the tears starting to fall down his cheeks. "What...what are you doing here?" he asked, choking on the tears. "I just wanted to see you," I said quietly, looking down so he couldn't see the tears that had started to roll down my face. I was surprised to feel him pull me into him, his arms wrapping around me tightly, as if he was scared that if he let go I'd run away. I suppose he kind of had reason to think that. "I'm so glad you came," he said into my neck, where he'd now buried his head. "I almost didn't, I thought you wouldn't want to see me," I said. "And why in the world would you think that?" he said, puling away, but still holding tightly onto the tops of my arms.  "Well, you didn't answer my messages last night," "I didn't know what to say, anything I wanted to, had to be said in person," he said, putting his head back into my neck. "I was going to come home as soon as the show finished, honestly," "I missed you," I whispered as he started to plant soft kisses on my neck and shoulder. "I missed you too," "I'm sorry," "Believe me, I'm more sorry," he said and then placed one of his hands on the back of neck and the other around my waist, pulling me in and crashing his lips to mine. I kissed back and moved my hands to around his neck, one of them lacing in his hair. We pulled away after a minute and he rested his forehead against mine, his hand coming around to wipe the tears that had started to fall away with his thumb. "I love you so much, I don't think you even realize how much, I've been a mess these past 5 days, as you can probably tell from my appearance, but if that's not enough proof you just have to ask James, he's had to bear the most of my whining and crying about how much I missed you and how much I needed you and how much I love you and..." I cut him off by placing my lips on his. "I love you too," I whispered making a grin spread across his face. "Ahem," we heard from behind us, I looked over Brads' shoulder to see Connor stood by the door to the hall.  "I'm really glad you guys are okay again, and I hate to be an asshole and break up this cute scene..." "Then why are you?" Brad cut in, annoyed. "We kind of have a show to do," I hope you guys liked it.

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He's Got Me Lovestruck - Brad x Reader

I skateboarded down the street, Paramore filling my ears from my headphones and my beanie nearly flying off my head. I held onto it as I turned the corner onto the street I was headed for. I shifted my balance to stop myself from hitting people as I carried on down the street. I came to a sudden stop as I saw a huge crowd of what looked like pre-teen and teenage girls surrounding Starbucks.

"Bloody hell," I muttered under my breath. Usually I was able to just skate straight up to the door, but today I knew I'd have to shove through these girls. I picked up my skateboard and held onto my bag strap as I started to push through. Lots of the girls gave me evils, but I really didn't care. I couldn't be late, not again. I got to the door and went to push it open when I girl stopped me.

"What do you think you're doing?" she said. I looked at her, she looked about 19, two years older than me.

"Trying to get inside," I said, as though it was obvious, which it really was.

"What so you can meet the boys? When the rest of us have been waiting outside for ages for them to come out. I don't think so. And anyway, tough luck for you, no fans are allowed in," she said smirking.

"What are you talking about, fans? I work here," I said and shoved past her going inside. I walked behind the counter, putting my stuff into my locker and picking up my apron.

"So you managed to get through then?" Jake said to me as I put on my apron and tied up my hair.

"Only just," I said. I'd known Jake since I started working here back when I was 16. He was 19 at the time, now 20, and I was closer with him than I was with anybody else here. We had the same taste in music, films and pretty much anything else. We'd often be found at one of the tables on our breaks, rocking out to Paramore or All Time Low, drinking our hot chocolates with cream and marshmallows.

"Yea, I struggled to get in myself, they kept asking if I was a fan, and would I like to go to a concert with them," he said laughing.

"What is going on anyway?" I said as I started making a drink for a customer that was waiting.

"The Vamps are upstairs, have been for a while," he said. I looked at him in confusion.

"The who?" I asked.

"No, not The Who, The Vamps," he said, laughing at his own joke.

"Ha ha, very funny," I said, shoving him and then handing the customer their drink.

"Thank you," they said and walked off.

"The Vamps are that new band, you know the ones that became famous off of YouTube," he said, and I still looked at him in confusion. "They sang Can We Dance and Oh Cecilia," Still nothing clicked. "They supported McFly on tour in April of 2013,"

"Oh that band, you mean the one that I arrived to the McFly concert too late to see them." I said.

"Yea, them, well they're in town for something, don't know what, they came in about 3 hours ago..."

"And they're still here?" I asked, cutting him off.

"Would you want to walk through all that if you knew they were here for you? Anyway, someone tweeted that they were here and within ten minutes there was already about 50 girls outside," he said.

"So what are they going to do?" I asked before taking a customers order and handing a cup to Jake.

"Not sure, apparently they've said that they're fine to wait here for a while, but I don't know what's going to happen," he said as he made the drink. "All I know is we've been told not to let any teenagers in,"

"(y/n)," my boss called.

"Yea," I said.

"Oh good, you're here, can you go upstairs and clean the tables for me?" he said, already handing me a cloth.

"Sure thing," I said as he walked away, not really waiting for my answer.

"Have fun," Jake said as I walked off. I quickly whacked him in the butt with the cloth and proceeded upstairs. When I got up there I saw that there were only two women in their mid-thirties and their two babies in prams sat at a table close to the toilets and group of four boys, just a little older than me, sat on the couches and comfy chairs in the corner. It didn't take a genius to realise that these boys were clearly The Vamps. I started to clean up the tables that were closest to me, listening to the music that was playing through the shop speakers. After about 10 minutes the two women left leaving just the boys and I. I could feel a pair of eyes on me as I was cleaning one of the tables.

"Brad, Brad are you listening?" I heard one of the boys say and I looked up, catching the boy who had curly brown hair looking at me. He was obviously Brad as the other three boys were looking at him expectantly.

"Huh?" he said, not taking his eyes off of me.

"Brad, stop staring and leave the poor girl to work," a boy with dark blonde and brown hair said. Brad carried on looking at me, biting his lip in the process. I looking down at the table I was cleaning trying to hid the blush. I heard a chuckle, but I didn't dare look up. I carried on cleaning the tables, trying not to ease drop on the boys conversation, but considering they were the only people up here, it was hard not too. Within 5 minutes I'd already learnt the other three boy's names. As well as this every time I looked up from cleaning a table I'd catch Brad staring at me, occasionally he'd send me a wink, causing me to go as red as a tomato and he'd always chuckle, which would make my blush worse. Soon I'd cleaned all of the tables and it was only the boy's that was left.

"Do you think they've calmed down?" The one called James asked.

"Afraid not boys," I heard Jake say as he came up behind me. "If anything there's more of them,"

"Damn," James said.

"What are you doing?" I asked Jake as he came over.

"I came to ask the boys if they want anymore drinks, cause they're gonna be in here awhile," he said.

"Yea, that'd be nice, same as before," The one called Tristan said.

"Cool, plus I wanted to see if you were finished yet, I miss you," he said wrapping his arms around me. I could see out of the corner of my eye Brads face fall.

"I've only got their table left if you must know," I said, pointing at the boys. "Now get off me you creep,"

"What if I don't want to?" he said tightening his grip.

"Get off," I pushed his arms off me and got out of his grip.

"Fine, I get it, you don't like me anymore, I'll just leave," he said, pretending to wipe a tear away and walking downstairs. I just laughed and started picking up the boys cups.

"Well you too seem pretty close," Connor said suggestively.

"What? Oh no, we're just friends, he's like a brother to me, it would be weird,"

"Really, you sure there's nothing else going on?" Tristan said, eyeing Brad. I looked over at Brad trying to see what Tristan was looking at but shook it of.

"Absolutely not, as I say, it'd be way too weird," I said, turning away.

"Well that'll make Brad happy," James muttered as I walked away.

"Shut up, you'll scare her off," Brad hissed. I carried on walking and went downstairs. I took the cups back into the washing area and walked back behind the counter.

"Hey," I said to Jake.

"Oh so you want to talk to me now," he said, refusing to look at me.

"Shut up you weirdo," I laughed.

"Fine, but you need to do something for me," he said.

"What?" I said suspiciously.

"Take the boys their drinks, I imagine it won't be too hard for you," he said as I started to put the drinks on the tray.

"And why's that?"

"Because you're probably already missing them," he said smirking at me.

"Am not," I said in disbelief.

"Oh don't worry, Brad's probably already missing you as well, I saw how he was looking at you,"

"Yea, sure," I said, starting to walk upstairs.

"He wants you, and you want him too," he shouted at me. I just turned my head and stuck my tongue out at him. I carried on upstairs not watching where I was going, only watching the tray to make sure I didn't spill anything, it wouldn't be the first time. This consequently caused me to bump into someone, making all the drinks fall off the tray and the cups to smash into lots of pieces.

"Shit," the person and I said at the same time. I looked up to see Brad.

"I'm so sorry," he said.

"It's fine, I wasn't looking where I was going," I said, going to the cupboard to get a mop and dustpan and brush.

"(y/n)," I heard my boss shout as I started to mop up the spilled drinks.

"Crap," I whispered.

"What?" Brad asked.

"(y/n), I heard a smash, what..." my boss trailed off after seeing me cleaning up the mess.

"I'm sorry," I said quietly.

"You know what the policy is if you spill drinks and break cups," he said in a condescending tone.

"I know," I sighed looking at the floor. Brad was still stood near which made it ten times worse.

"I'm going to take all of this out of your wages," my boss said, and then started to walk away. I sighed and carried on cleaning.

"No, don't take it out of her wages," Brad quickly said making my boss turn around and me look up. "It was my fault, I bumped into her causing her to spill it, don't blame her for it,"

"That's all well and good, but it still has to be paid for and she knows the policy, I have to..."

"I'll pay for it," Brad said cutting him off quickly. "How much is it?"

"Um, about £25," my boss said, just as shocked as me. Brad took his wallet out and gave him 3 tens.

"Keep the change," he said and then took the mop off of me and started cleaning up the rest of the drink. My boss looked at me and then walked off.

"You didn't have to do that," I said, bending down to start sweeping up the broken pieces of the cups.

"I wanted to," he said, "Can't having a pretty girl like you losing money because of my clumsiness," I blushed a little at the fact that he called me pretty and stood up with the dustpan.

"But it wasn't even your fault, it was mine, I bumped into you," I said, tipping the pieces into the bin and then pulling the bin bag out.

"Yea, but your boss doesn't need to know that," he whispered, then winked at me and went back to his friends. I watched him for a second and then put the mop back and went downstairs with the bin bag.

"(y/n) what happened? I heard a smash, are you OK?" Jake asked as I came downstairs.

"I'm fine," I said putting the bin bag in the big bin at the back. "But the boys are going to need more drinks,"

"No, it's fine, we'd better get going anyway," I heard James say as they came down the stairs, causing all the girls outside to start screaming. "Only problem is we're not going to be able to get out,"

"You can go out the back way, (y/n) will take you," my boss said.

"Thanks, that'd be great," they said and then followed me as I led the out the back. I opened the door for them.

"Hope you don't get caught by any fans," I said.

"Thanks," they said and James, Connor and Tristan started to walk off, but Brad lingered back looking at me.

"Aren't you going to go?" I asked.

"Just one more thing," he said and then stepped forward and pressed his lips to mine. It took me a second to react but I quickly started kissing back, wrapping my arms around his neck as his went around my waist. We pulled apart after about a minute and I felt him slip something into my hand before he ran off to meet his expectant friends. I watched him go and then looked at what he'd slipped into my hand. It was a piece of paper which read Call me Xx and then his number. I shut the door and walked back inside, slipping the paper into my pocket. I walked back behind the counter to a smug looking Jake.

"What are you smirking at?"

"Told you he wants you,"

Hope you liked it. If you want anymore just ask.

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The New Kid ~ Bertie Gilbert Imagine Part 3

Ok guys, this is the last part of my Bertie Gilbert Imagine. This ones a bit longer that the other two. If you haven't read Part 1 and 2 here they are.

Part 1: http://xxtanababexx.tumblr.com/post/72227374365/the-new-kid-bertie-gilbert-imagine

Part 2: http://xxtanababexx.tumblr.com/post/72434742648/the-new-kid-bertie-gilbert-imagine-part-2

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Beep Beep Beep

My alarm clock woke me from my slumber. I was going to hit the snooze button until I realised I actually had to get up.

I quickly got up and hopped into the shower. I heard my mum shout something but I couldn’t tell what it was. I turned the shower off and wrapped my towel around me, my wet hair falling loosely around my shoulders. I opened the door, walking into my room and over to my drawers to find something to wear.

“Well, well, well, wasn’t quite the hello I was expecting, but I’m not complaining,” I heard a familiar voice say. I spun round instantly to see Bertie sat on my bed. How did I not see him when I came out of my bathroom.

“How did you get in here?” I said, trying to keep calm, but also trying to keep the towel wrapped tightly around me.

“Your mum let me in,”

Bertie’s POV

I knocked on (y/n)’s door and shuffled around awkwardly on the doorstep. I was quite nervous about going to her house.  When I started at the school I wasn’t expecting to fancy someone so soon, but there was just something about her. I couldn’t tell what it was, but just something that drew me to her.

The door opened to reveal who I assumed was (y/n) mum

“Well (y/n) never told me she had a sister,” I said, trying to turn the charm on a bit. If I was going to get (y/n) to like me, I’d need to get on her family’s side as well.

“Well, aren’t you charming?” Her mum said smiling. “(y/n)’s up in her room, I’ll just call her, come on in,”

I followed her in as she went to the stairs and shouted up them.

“(y/n) the boy you were telling me about is here, just go straight on up,” her mum then said to me and I went up the stairs. I saw a door open and from the posters covering the walls I assumed it was   (y/n)’s room. I could hear the shower on and quiet singing coming from the door which obviously led to an ensuite. I sat down on the edge of the bed and started mucking about on my phone.

Soon the shower was turned off and after about a minute the door opened and (y/n) walked in wrapped in just a towel. She obviously didn’t know I was in here. She looked damn good it was safe to say.

Normal POV

I was now sat on my bed with Bertie, after pushing him out so I could change. I still couldn’t believe he’d seen me in just a towel. How embarrassing. We were talking about the project but hadn’t got very far with it as one of us would get distracted from time to time, mostly Bertie.

“So if we use this location we could…” I stopped talking once I caught him staring at me once again. “Ok what is it?”

“What do you mean?” He said trying to be innocent, still not taking his eyes from me.

“What do I mean? This is about the tenth time I’ve caught you staring at me, have I got something on my face or something?”

“We if you count being beautiful as having something on your face, then yes,” I almost choked on the air as he said this.

“I…I what?” I stuttered.

“What? You’re incredibly beautiful, is there something wrong with that,” he said it so confidently that it shocked me.

“No, I mean uh, I’m just gonna go and get some water,” I said, getting off my bed and going downstairs into the kitchen. When I got there I found a note from my mum saying she’d gone out shopping. I filled a glass with some water and just stood thinking about what Bertie had said.

I couldn’t believe he’d called me beautiful. No one had said that to me before. I didn’t understand why all this was happening. I didn’t get why he would have any interest in me. I mean he could have anyone in the school, and yet for some reason he was picking me. I couldn’t deny that he was hot and yes ok, you could say I had a crush on him. I was hard for me not to. But still.

I took a sip of my water with a shaky hand, nearly spilling most of the water on the counter.

“(y/n) are you coming back up?” I heard Bertie’s voice from behind me. I turned around to see him leant against the door frame.

“Uh, yea I just…” I trailed off, raking my hand through my hair.

“Are you ok?” He asked, walking closer to me, genuine concern on his face. He stopped when he was in front of me. “You’re shaking,” he said, before taking the glass out of my shaking hand and reaching round me to put it on the counter.

He bought his hand back, but rested it on my hip. I could see his eyes searching mine, before darting down to my lips and then quickly bringing them back to my eyes again. I saw him bite his lip and then he started to lean in. I was against the counter as it was so there was nowhere could go, but I felt myself start to lean in as well. That was until I realised what I was doing and quickly moved back from him.

“Uh we better get back to our project,” I said, and moved from his grip and running back up the stairs to my room. I could’ve sworn I heard him curse softly under his breath before he started following me. I turned some music on before sitting on my bed and looking down at the project. Bertie walked slowly back into the room and sat down next to me.

We worked in silence for a bit, but all throughout I could feel his eyes on me. I would occasionally look at him, catching his gaze before he quickly looked back down again.

“Alright, I’ve had enough of this,” he suddenly said, making jump because of him breaking the silence.

“Had enough of what?” I asked looking up at him.

“Why did you pull back?” He asked, not really answering my question.

“What do you mean?” I said, looking back down at the work.

“You know what I mean. You were leaning in and then you suddenly pulled back, look at me,” he said and I raised my gaze up to meet his.

“I don’t know, I just, this has gone so fast, with you I mean and I’ve never actually had a…a…” I started but trailed off.

“A what? A boyfriend, first kiss,”

“Both,” I said quietly. “But I also don’t really understand why you would like someone like me, when you could have any of the other girls in the school,”

“I don’t want any of the other girls in the school. Look I don’t know what it was, but from the first minute I saw you, something drew me to you,”

“Yea, the empty seat,” I joked back, making him release a small chuckle.

“Well, that and something else, there’s just something about you,” he said and then looked into my eyes.

He started to lean in and this time I didn’t pull back. I felt his lips press against mine lightly and I started to kiss back. He smiled under the kiss and his hands went down to my waist, pulling me closer to him. I wrapped my arms around his neck and tangled my fingers in his hair. He started to lean forward, laying me down in the process. I felt his tongue run along my bottom lip as he climbed on top of me, his hands holding himself up placed on either side of my head. I opened my mouth and his tongue shot inside my mouth, dancing with my tongue and exploring my mouth.

“So, I have a question,” Bertie said, pulling away and leaning his forehead against mine.

“And what might that be?” I said, already knowing what he was going to say.

“Would you like to be my girlfriend?”

“Hmm, I don’t know, I’d have to think about that,” I said jokingly, seeing his face drop, “Of course I’ll be your girlfriend,”

His face lit up with a smile and he went to lean in again.

“(y/n) I’m back from shopping, come and help me put everything away,” My mum shouted up the stairs.

“I’m afraid that’s going to have to wait,” I laughed, pushing his chest lightly. I got off the bed and looked at him. He was pouting. I held my hand out and laughed. “Come on,”

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  Ok guys, that's it. I hope you liked it. I'm going to try and write a few more Imagines on this, so please follow and reblog.

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The New Kid ~ Bertie Gilbert Imagine Part 2

This is Part 2 of my Bertie Gilbert Imagine. If you haven't read Part 1 here it is:

http://xxtanababexx.tumblr.com/post/72227374365/the-new-kid-bertie-gilbert-imagine

If you want to change the friends names in this then feel free, I just thought it would be awkward to do (y/f/n) for both because you wouldn't be able to tell who was meant to be talking.

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“So he wants you to be his partner for the project?” My friend Jodie said.

“Yea,” I said simply.

“You can’t deny he is pretty hot,” Hannah my other friend said.

“Yea, I think you should go for it, you’d be stupid not to,” Jodie said.

“Hmm, I’ll think about it,”

"Do it," Hannah said. "You never know, you may be able to get some action if he comes round your house,"

"Hannah!" I said, shocked that she'd even suggest I'd do something like that. Truth be told I'd never had a boyfriend before, hell I'd never even had my first kiss before (If you have sorry, just go with it). I don't think anyone has ever even had a crush on me before so I'd never do the things Hannah was suggesting at this age, especially with someone I'd only just met.

"Why not? He's hot, plus do you realise how many girls would be jealous of you if you did," Jodie said.

"Can we stop discussing this please? It's none of your business anyway," I said, wanting to end this discussion as soon as possible.

"Fine," they both sighed and went off into their own chat about what they were going to do at the weekend.

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  I was walking home when I felt my phone vibrate in my pocket. I pulled it out to see I had a text from an unknown number.

Hey, so do you want to be my partner then? You never gave me an answer. Plus it would give me an excuse to see you outside of school ;)

Bertie X

I couldn't believe he'd text me. I also couldn't understand how he'd got my number.

First of all, how did you get my number?

(y/n)

What no kiss at the end? And if you must know your friend Hannah gave it to me.

Bertie X

I'm so going to kill her when I next see her. I can't believe she'd give him my number without my permission.

So do you want to be my partner? Please, I don't know anyone else at school, apart from Hannah, you're the only person who actually bothered to talk to me today. Pwetty Please.

Bertie X

A small smile crossed my face as I read the text. I must admit he was kinda sweet.

Oh alright then, as you asked so nicely.

(y/n) X

Yay, thank you, .

Bertie X

Your welcome, you realise we will have to go round each others houses to do this project?

(y/n) X

That's perfectly fine with me ;)

Bertie X

Yea I thought it would be.

(y/n) X

"What are you smiling about?" My mum asked as I walked though the door.

"Nothing,"

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Ok guys, I know this one was really short, but it was more of a filler part. Hope you liked it.

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The New Kid ~ Bertie Gilbert Imagine

I walked into school, weaving my way through the groups of people talking, catching little snippets of the random conversations.

"So I said to him like no way..."

"And the answer to question three is..."

"Yea, that new kid is coming today apparently,"

That last conversation caught my attention. There'd been rumours circulating our school for a while, that there was a new kid joining. No one knew exactly when he was coming, though everyone had their own speculations.

He'd been the talk of the school ever since the topic of the new kid came up and he hadn't even arrived yet. It all started because someone said they'd spotted some guy getting shown round the school.

I wasn't too bothered. New kids never fazed me, especially considering he probably wouldn't be in any of my courses.

I carried on walking to my first class. I didn't have to worry about stopping to talk to anyone as no one really liked me that much. I had a few friends, but they'd all picked different courses to me, which were all on the other side of the school building.

Once I reached my classroom I was the first one there, apart from the teacher, which was the usual. I took a seat at my normal desk. I was the only one in the class who wasn't sat next to anyone, so I put my bag onto the seat next to me.

People slowly started to file into the classroom and taking their seats. This was the media studies class, so no one had to get any equipment out, they just sat chatting until the teacher started the class.  

Just as our teacher, Mrs Jenson, started taking the register there was a knock at the door.

"Come in," she said sounding irritated, and I could have sworn I heard her mutter, "Couldn't have done this before I started class,"

The door opened and our deputy headmaster walked in with a blonde haired boy in a snapback trailing behind him. He looked up momentarily to look at the class, his eyes resting on me for a moment, and then looked down again. Murmuring broke out in the class almost instantaneously, all of them saying the same thing.

"It's the new kid,"

"Alright class settle down," Mrs Jenson said. "Now you must be Bertie, well Bertie there's only one seat free in this class so you better take a seat there," 

It took me until he walked over to my desk, to realise that the only seat free was next to me and quickly moved my bag to the floor.

He sat down and went into his bag to get stuff out.

"There's no need to do that," I whispered to him.

"Huh?" he said looking at me.

"We never write anything down, she usually just makes us watch stuff, or she sends us off around the school to find good places to film or stuff like that," I said, not taking my eyes from the front of the classroom.

"Oh, right," he said, straightening up. "So what's you're name?"

"(y/n)," Mrs Jenson called out.

"Here mam," I called back.

"Ah, (y/n), what a lovely name," he whispered.

"Yea, now if you don't mind," I said, gesturing to Mrs Jenson.

 We sat listening to the random rubbish Mrs Jenson was saying about a partner project for about 30 minutes before Bertie spoke up again.

"So what do you say about you being my partner for the project?"

"I beg your pardon," I said shocked, looking over at him for the first time since he'd sat down next to me.

"Well you know, I've only just moved here, so I don't know anyone but you, plus you look like you'd be a good partner," he whispered, this time him being the one who kept his gaze to the front of the classroom. I moved my gaze back to the video that was now playing.

"Why don't you ask one of the other girls to be your partner? They've been talking about your arrival for long enough," I whispered.

"Because I don't want them to do it,"

"And why not?"

"Because they're not you," he whispered, his hand falling onto my knee under the table. I gasp, causing him to smirk. I slapped him hand away, only to have him put it back, further up my leg.

"Get your hand off my leg,"

"As you wish," he said, removing his hand, but still smirking.

We didn't speak again during the lesson and soon enough the bell had gone and we were leaving the classroom. Someone bumped into me as I walked out of the door and I felt something slip into my hand. I looked at it to find it was a note. I opened it and read

I'm still waiting for your answer on being partners ;)

Bertie X

  Ok guys, I wanted to attempt an imagine like this. I was planning to do a few parts to this, but I'm not sure how many. If you want another part just message me and I think if I get 10 notes I'll publish it. Thanks for reading.

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7 Minutes in Heaven ~ Harry Mondryk Imagine

This is my first Imagine that I'm posting to Tumblr, it was originally written on my Wattpad page along with a few others. Check them out. http://www.wattpad.com/user/xtanababex

Sorry if it's bad, I just thought I might post on here, to see what other people thought.

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This is copyrighted. (y/n) means your name if you didn't know. Also one or two naughty words in this. I walked out of my best friends kitchen and back into the living room. I was at his brothers party. If you were wondering, I'm best friends with Harry Mondryk, you know from ReConnected. And Max was having a party. Me and Harry have been best friends since we were really young. Even after he went on BGT and has got famous, he's not just ditched me. It's great. "(y/n), come dance," Harry said, grabbing my hand and pulling me to where everyone was dancing. I started to dance with him. Him and me were hyper 99% of the time. It was hilarious. We tended to annoy people, but we really didn't care. What the hell by Avril Lavigne came on and we just went crazy. "You're on your knees, begging please," I sang and Harry dropped to his knees clasping his hands together. "Stay with me," he sang. He tried to get up but failed. I put my hand out and pulled him up. We carried on just going completely mental. When the song ended, I pretty much collapsed on him laughing. He wrapped his arm around me laughing as well.

"GUYS, 7 MINUTES IN HEAVEN," Max yelled. I rolled my eyes, he loved those sort of games. Like Truth or Dare and spin the bottle. I remember when we were younger, well I say younger, I think I was 14, I'm 16 now, I was round there house just because I could and he insisted on playing Spin the Bottle. It was quite funny, because considering there was one girl (me) and three boys (Max, Harry and Matt) it was pretty awkward when they got each other. Especially considering he'd made a rule at the start saying you had to kiss the person it landed on. It was hilarious, especially when Max and Harry got each other. Matt and I nearly died laughing. I remember particularly liking it when Harry span the bottle and it landed on me. You see back then, and now, I had a bit of a crush on him. I know, clichéd, fall in love with your best friend. "Come on," Harry said grabbing my hand and sitting down in the circle, me next to him. We were doing the spin the bottle type of seven minutes in heaven, because Max was perverted and liked the idea of two girls in there. It had been a while and neither me or Harry had gone yet. "Harry spin," Max yelled. "A please would be nice," Harry said.

"He doesn't have to say please, he's your older brother," I said, laughing. Harry span the bottle and it landed on me. "What are the odds, eh?" he said as I felt butterflies erupt in my stomach. He stood up, put one hand behind his back and bowed down to me, putting his hand out. "My lady," I rolled my eyes and took his hand. "You're so weird," I said as he pulled me up. "But you love me for it," he said as we walked to the closet. "Yea sure," I said sarcastically. "You guys better be jealous," Harry said pointing to everyone as he walked into the closet. "7 Minutes you guys, don't do too much," Max yelled as he shut the door. This wasn't the first time me and Harry had been in hear before. This was our favourite hiding place when we used to play hide and seek. It was pitch black. I reached out and pulled the string to turn the light on, only to find Harry stood right in front of me.

"Shit Harry, personal space," I said, but he didn't move. He looked very serious, which wasn't normal for him. "You alright?" I asked, searching his eyes. He was really weirding me out. "Yea, course I am," he said, but his voice was really serious. "You sure?" But I didn't receive an answer. Instead Harry's hand reached for my cheek as his lips smashed onto mine. I was momentarily frozen, but then started to kiss back. I felt him smile against my lips. His arm snaked around my waist pulling me closer to him. So close that there was no space left between our two bodies. My arms found there way to around his neck, while my hands tangled into his bleach blonde hair. He stepped forward so I was pushed up against the wall of the closet. We pulled back, catching our breath. "You have no idea how long I have wanted to do that," he whispered, his forehead against mine, his eyes looking straight into mine. "You have no idea how long I have wanted you to do that," I whispered back. He smiled and his lips attached to mine again. His tongue made it's way along my bottom lip. I parted my lips and his tongue shot inside. I pulled back. "Eager much,"

"You have no idea," he said and encased my mouth in his again, his tongue already in there. His tongue searched every bit of my mouth it could. Our tongues danced as though they had known the steps their whole life. He pulled back and his lips went to my ear. "I've fallen in love with my best friend," "Guess what, so have I," I whispered back. He nibbled on my earlobe slightly before moving his lips back to mine. They moved in sync, sparks igniting, bombs exploding. Everything. "Guys seven minutes are up, get out," Max yelled. My teeth clasped his bottom lip, tugging slightly before pulling away. "Naughty," Harry whispered. I winked at him. "And that surprises you why?" I said. "It doesn't," he said just as the door was flung open. "What part of get out don't you...finally," Max yelled. "Have they finally got together?" Matt yelled coming to the door.

"Looks like it,"

"It may look like it," I said as we walked out. "But we didn't say it," I hit him lightly on the cheek as me and Harry walked out of the room. "Use protection," Max yelled. "Shut up you sick bastard," Harry yelled. "Language," I said, hitting him on the arm. "Like you can talk," he said as we climbed the stairs. We went into his bedroom. I automatically sat down on his bed, my back against the wall, my legs crossed, him opposite me. We always sat this on his bed, ever since we were young. Except this time he was sat much closer to me than all those other times. My hands were rested on my legs and he leant forward laced his fingers with mine, rubbing my knuckles with his thumb. We were completely silent, but it was a comfortable silence. "How come we never did this before?" he said breaking the silence.

"Do what?" "You know, become like this," he said, then carrying on, because of my confused face. "Become, you know, like a couple," "I don't know, I guess we just never had the motivation to," "Why though did a game of 7 minutes in heaven have to be the motivation?" he said. "I dunno, I mean I always wanted to, I just never had the confidence to, you know, initiate it," "Listen to you, using big words," he said making me laugh. "All I know is we should have done it much earlier," "To be fair I don't think we've even actually become a couple, not officially anyway," I said. He smiled, rolling his eyes playfully. He knelt up and moved his hand to my cheek. "(y/n), will you be my girlfriend?" "Yes," I said.

"Good," he said and pressed his lips to mine. The door opened. "Guys, come back...oops, I'm interrupting," Matt said. Harry grabbed one of his pillows and threw it at Matt. "You could have just asked me to leave," "Leave," Harry said, pointing to the door. I laughed, as Matt left and shut the door, my hair falling in front of my face. Harry moved the strand from my face. "So beautiful," he whispered. "Shut up and kiss me stupid,"

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There you go, hope you liked it, if you did feedback's always good, I might post a few of my others on here if you liked it.