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tom recs <3

hi guys! here is a fic rec list i made of all the fics i’ve loved. personally, i consider myself an avid fic reader so i have read a shit ton of fics. these are just my highlights. let me know if you want more like this! and if you do end up reading any of these please make sure you REBLOG them to spread the goodness. these writers work their ass off and deserve all the credit in the world. enjoy! <3

SERIES

riding my by @worldoftom this fic is barely started but i love everything this writer puts out. very smutty, very hot. innocence kink check!

breaking curfew by @wazzupmrstark ASSHOLE TOM! my weakness. enemies to lovers but make it FWB. what I wish my summer camp was like instead of my thighs sticking to chairs and lice outbreaks.

eighteen by @angelic-holland corruption/innocence kink! basically all smut but damn do i want bad boy tom.

the situationship by @fairytelling can’t say enough about this fic. the definition of falling in love with your best friend. if my relationship isn’t like this i don’t want it.

happiness is a butterfly by @blissfulparker soft mob!tom and they’re forbidden soulmates! updates are WELL worth the wait!

i only feel you by @stuckonspidey the first time i read my watch thought i was working out for how high my heart rate was. shit keeps you on your toes. there is a sequel fic but just a heads up you will want to unstan tom on multiple occasions.

make me love you by @mrs-hollandstan frat boy player tom turned soft. mans does a whole 180. fuck dom.

perfidy by @peeterparkr couldn’t be more obsessed with this fic. they’re both so fucking stupid but too afraid to get hurt. also the social media posts are so fucking cute and crucial to the story

eloped by @worldoftom getting married to tom in the most beautiful vacation spot? sign me the fuck up

you. by @txmhoelland i think there’s definely worse men to be set up with as a PR stunt.

erotas by @farfromparker i have definely read this fic for more days than i’ve been on this earth but every time i lose my goddamn mind

dare you to move by @starksparker-archive the best version of FWB tom is when you’re his roommate…

gone by @dahliaspidey this one… hurts. but i just know it will bounce back.

take me out by @angelic-holland warning this one is really dark. like serial killers. but it was so fascinating i am completely obsessed with the psychology of it all. jake is featured and please don’t imagine the mr. music the entire time like i did </3

single all the way by @heyhihellowhatsup0 i read this whenever i need a lil christmas pick me up

sweetener by @keepingupwiththeparkers cute awkward relationship. it is so real i feel like it could actually happen to me.

ex on the beach by @heyhihellowhatsup0 THE ANGST GIVES ME LIFE

SMUT

bartender by @t-o-m-holland tom happens to own your favorite bar. your subtle flirts aren’t working. the banter between reader and the fam makes me wish i didn’t have social anxiety.

siren by @rosyparkers don’t get me wrong i will scream ACAB til the day i die but police officer tom could definitely get it.

best of three by @mrs-hollandstan one of the 3000 threesome fics i have saved. imagine not getting one of the hottest men but TWO.

roommates by @hollandbaby what a coincidence we both want to fuck each other! this checks all the kinks my man. i’ve read this probably no less than 100 times.

that was that by @moorehollandplz dom!tom but something flips and he’s never been more gentle. mans got both sides of the playing field covered.

know your enemy by @angelic-holland short but sweet. hate sex is always hotter behind the scenes.

wasabi by @angelic-holland literally everything about alice is phenomenal but this is on of my faves. when i read this it makes me feel smarter. also body shots.

say good night by @madmadmilk this writers work never fails to blow me away but this time she managed to encapsulate my entire life. (minus the execution with a very hot and experienced best friend).

buwygf-ib by @hholyholland just ignore tomdaya for a sec and take in the hottest dom!tom i’ve ever witnessed.

cocky by @sykoxartist yeah he’s an asshole but he’s your asshole. at least that’s what he thinks.

sovereign by @farfromparker sub!tom is so hot. man will beg for DAYS.

summer vacation by @kidney9-9 when is hate sex ever like…. not hot as fuck?

ride by @tomhollandsstan face riding. period.

coincidence by @starshinebucky actor!reader and tom fuck… at least they’ll have good chemistry next time.

skin by @hollandbaby dom!tom is not ok with being a sub. unless it’s for you.

you can bet on it by @kiwi-bitchez all of this writers smut makes my pussy throb. this is my fave. just wait for the twist.

a rose blooms by @cornacopicimagines prince!tom drives me wild. but wait til he finds out you’re not a virgin.

begging by @raewritesfiction tom makes you beg for it.

self reflection by @stuckonspidey this is actual proof tom has a praise kink.

minor inconvenience by @angel-spidey toms an idiot but at least he can get you off.

flesh by @starshinebucky cocky tom kills me.

keeping him nice and warm by @marvelouspeterparker mob!tom the gif itself to sends me.

after hours by @cornacopicimagines never had sexual tension with a teacher but this will do.

ANGST

josslyn by @multiharlot messy situation but reader handles it like a champ. if your heart isn’t broken enough, the last line will make sure it’s unfixable for days on end.

moral of the story by @kelieah listen to the song while you’re at it to make your cry sesh take a turn for the worst.

cherry by @xoluvx this one hurts real bad. so does the song.

a complicated love story by @samhollandssweaters an emotional rollercoaster for real.

he dies in the end by @allfandomxreader ignore the title and just cry your eyes out with me.

eighteen by @fancyxholland you’ll be confused why it’s in the angst category but trust me.

all the lies by @peteywillproceed getting cheated on but the girl is toms gf, how do you tell him.

memories by @nycparkers i sob to this whenever i need a good cry.

don’t be a fool by @nycparkers breakups that dont end messily make me so fucking jealous.

FLUFF

kiss currency by @madmadmilk borderline smut. confused and oblivious harrison. dialogue inspires me to talk to males.

plank all over me by @waitimcomingtoo FILRTY TOM! THE BANTER! i really am a whore for well written dialogue. there’s additional parts but i won’t spoil.

playing cupid by @marvelobsessedteenager you set everyone else up but wait a damn minute how did you forget about tom?

little flirt by @webslinger-holland oh to flirt with tom while he’s sweaty from intensely dancing for the lip sync battle.

pour it out by @rhapsodyparker i don’t know what it is but famous!reader going on talk shows or having interviews and they ask the reader cheeky questions about tom might be one of my many kinks…

hubby by @t-holland2080 it’s the small things that make me want to bawl my eyes out for being so lonely.

going live by @redrebecca the dialogue makes me cry of happiness! tom doing a live (what a concept).

paddy’s crush by @tom-holland-is-spiderman jealous tom but of his younger brother.

wannabe by @sailingintothenight the cliffhanger at the end demands a second part.

flawless by @missnxthingg tom is a simp.

you and me by @sunshinehollandd best friend tom makes me soft.

dick appointments. web shooters. the duality of a man. by @porterporker it gets a lil steamy but man is “web shooter” a funny name for a dick.

best day by @thollandss dad!tom gives me baby fever even though i am a virg.

tom asks your dad by @blissfulparker can i just skip through the bad boyfriends and just marry the love of my life already.

baked chicken by @waitimcomingtoo there isn’t a category for awkward but if there was this would be in it.

lover boy by @starshinebucky tom being so oblivious you like him that you need to call for backup.

afterglow by @wickedholland i wish someone would treat me like this when im drunk instead of leaving me to hold my own hair back.

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daisiesparker · 5 months

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winter formal - p.parker x fem!reader

aka a starstruck christmas

posted jan 2nd, 2024 8:55pm

this is specifically for @heywardsarchive who said i should make a part 2 so thank u pals :D

this is also fairly late, happy new year, thanks for being here.

summary; although reader misses hanging around her special spider friend, her crush on a certain peter parker boy has her distracted use of Y/n

starstruck does not need to be read first to enjoy this!

starstruck

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It had been a few weeks since you had seen that familiar spider up close, nothing more than him swinging from afar, not that you should’ve been complaining. All of your time was being taken up by studying and then getting tutored by that Midtown High kid, Peter Parker. He was a lot cooler than you had expected but the fact all you did when hanging out was math really tainted the image of him in your head.

no matter how pretty he was.

Although with the holidays, more crime typically followed Santa around the globe so you weren’t exactly surprised how Spidey was extra busy this time of year.

Yet you still sighed in disappointment when you got home and once again met a note on your windowsill.

”Hey, pretty lady, stopped by but you weren’t in :( can’t wait til you’re done with your tutoring sessions”

The note was short but still, it brought a stupid little smile to your face, pulling out the notebook from your backpack, you wrote a note of your own.

”miss you spidey”

you set it on the outside of your window, setting a small rock from your desk on top so that it wouldn’t run away in the wind before quickly shutting your bedroom window and shivering from the cold.

“Maybe I should get a onesie”

“Y/n? You still with me?” Peter asked, grabbing your attention away from the window of the coffee shop you sat in. “Yeah, sorry, Peter” You give a quiet laugh, looking back at the window for a second, just checking to see if he’s out there before turning back to Peter, who was looking at you with a soft smirk.

“What, why are you looking at me like that?” You asked, earning a laugh from the boy as he set his pen down.

“When did I lose you?” He asked, ignoring your question. “I don’t know,” You shrugged, honestly.

Peter shook his head, his smile unmoving as he closed the book in front of him. He leaned back into the leather of the booth, turning his gaze to your face. “Can’t get you focused at all lately” He joked, but not really. “I’m sorry” You gave him a half smile, hoping it would help your apology come off as genuine, just earning another laugh from the boy as he took his glasses off.

God, he’s so hot. dude don’t think like that he’s right there

oh god what if he’s a mind read-

“Y/n? Again? C’mon, sweetheart” He chuckled, snapping you out of your thoughts. You laughed with him this time. “I’ve just got like no sleep lately,” You explained, ignoring the way your heart sped up at the pet name and earning a sympathetic smile and nod from Peter. “Is there a reason why?” He asked, leaning forward just slightly as if you were sharing secrets.

“It feels like waiting for a phone call every night” You shrugged, not missing how Peter’s face fell at your words.

“Oh, boy trouble?” He asked, quieter this time. “something like that” he just hummed in response, not wanting to press any further.

“Well, if you need a distraction, there’s this school thing-“ “Oh you mean at Nerdtown High?” You cut him off with a tease, laughing at how Peter scoffed and couldn’t help his smile. “Yeah, it’s like a winter formal dance thing, I’m in charge of takin’ pictures and stuff, could use some company” He shrugged, not wanting to just outwardly ask you.

“And I have a special invite from the photographer himself?” You feigned a flattered face, dramatically putting your hand over your heart.

“Yes,” he laughed, “if you want to come, that is.” He shrugs, smiling at you. You mimicked his actions from earlier, leaning forward into the end of the table, still far enough to not feel his breath but close enough to make Peter slightly tilt his head as if unsure of what you were doing.

Okay, so maybe how pretty he was did make a difference

“So, what are we wearing?” You asked, smiling.

The last-minute invite limited your options but luckily you managed to dig up something from your closet and accessorize enough to feel good about how you looked. While you were putting your earrings in, a knock hit your window, interrupting your giddy feelings about going to a school dance with Peter.

Your head whipped around when there was a second knock, knowing now who it was as you got up and quickly opened the window, laughing at how Spidey dramatically fell into your room, completely on purpose.

“hi” You smiled, putting on your jacket to shield yourself from the cold. “hey, pretty lady” Spider-man’s voice was distorted, muffled almost but also sounded like he was purposely making his voice quieter and deeper. “Why do you sound like that?” You laughed as you asked the question.

“Got a cold” he shrugged, before looking you up and down. “You look nice” Spiderman nodded, as if in approval but also as if he had to shut up before saying more.

“Thanks, don’t stare too much though, I’ve got a date!” You teased, smiling excitedly as you sat back down and focused on the red color lining your lips before blending it with your fingertip.

“A date huh?” He asked, not even trying to hide his shock at this point. You sigh, dramatically looking back at Spiderman, earning a chuckle at your theatrics. “Well, I think it’s a date, but if you ask questions, it sucks the fun out of it.” He nodded as if he understood your explanation.

He didn’t.

“You remember that tutor I mentioned?”

Spidey hummed in response, making himself comfortable on your old bean bag chair, watching you finish getting ready.

“It’s with him” You spoke with a giddy light to your voice as you applied lip oil over the red on your lips.

The silence from the usually obnoxious talkative spider caught your attention.

And while you didn’t know why, it was because he was internally panicking.

“Thought he was like a total nerd” He laughed awkwardly, worried he’d blow his cover.

“Oh, he totally is,” You chose to ignore the scoff from Spidey as you continued speaking. “But, he’s also like charming and funny, and he’s so fuckin cute, he calls me sweetheart and like how he rambles apologies whenever he’s late and he always insists on walking me home even though I'm way out of his way for his own walk. Oh my gosh and the other day he hugged me which reminded me so much of that scene at the end of Tangled, like he just hugged all of me, does that make sense? Like he needed to be as close as possible, Ugh”

As you rambled on about your almost embarrassing crush on Peter, all he could hear was his heart pounding in his chest, he had spent weeks as Spiderman, coming to your rescue for mundane tasks, going as far as leaving notes when he wanted to see you but couldn’t.

Here he was thinking Peter Parker was ruining his plans as your math tutor, meanwhile, He was the one you couldn’t stop rambling about.

Not Spiderman

But Peter.

He was freaking the fuck out.

“Oh my god, what time is it?” You asked, cutting off Peter’s Spiderman’s thoughts as you urgently looked for your phone. “Spidey, you know I love you, babe, but he’s gonna be here like any second.” You offered an apologetic smile as Spiderman waved it off, a way to say It’s all good,

“Hey, have fun tonight, pretty lady!” He said, clearing his throat as if he was trying not to cough, and before you had a chance to respond, Spiderman was gone.

“Did I mention how pretty you look?” Peter asked as he snapped another picture of you, complimenting you for the 5th, no 6th time tonight.

not that you’d been counting

You smiled, shaking your head. “No, I don’t think you have” You teased, earning that laugh that felt so painfully familiar in return.

“Hey, I have a question for you,” Peter started, still unsure about your previous conversation with Spiderman, even if you laid out all he’d need to know.

The christmas lights and hanging snowflakes around the room suddenly became incredibly interesting to you as you nodded, avoiding all hints of eye contact possible, and silently thanking anyone who was listening in prayer as instead of looking at you, he started photographing other students and teachers dancing around the room to the Christmas music playing.

Peter bit the inside of his cheek as he thought out his next few words, trying to not talk himself out of it. Distracting himself by taking photos of his classmates, he finally spoke.

“Do you prefer Pepsi or Coke?”

coward

You laughed at the question, so it must’ve counted for something, right?

Or that’s at least what he had hoped as he smiled and listened to your unnecessary rant of an answer.

You shoved your hands into the pockets of Peter’s jacket that you were currently wearing at his insistence, of course, not being able to help yourself as you did a quick scan of the sky as Peter walked you home.

He didn’t need instructions on how to get there anymore.

“Lookin' for something?” He asked, nudging you lightly.

Why did he always notice you looking for Spiderman?

“Someone, actually” You smiled at him, turning your gaze to your shoes, counting the cracks under your feet.

“Oh,” play it cool, Peter. “Spiderman?” Was that too obvious?

You shrugged, looking at Peter with your head tilted.

“Didn’t know you were a fan” He continued, his turn now to count the cracks.

“Yeah, something like that” you chuckled to yourself, shaking your head before looking at Peter, watching as he smiled softly at the concrete beneath his feet.

“I had a really great time tonight, Peter” You sighed, nudging him slightly once your apartment complex came into view, even if you still had 3 more minutes of walking.

You really enjoyed your walks home with Peter. Of course, you counted how long the walks were.

“Me too” he nudged back, stopping for a moment and getting your attention by the feeling of his scarf getting tossed around your shoulders, you stopped walking now, allowing him to properly adjust the soft fabric around your neck making it two items of his you were now wearing.

“Can’t have you catching a cold for the holidays” Peter whispered, soft eyes moving to look into yours upon realizing how close you were. “Course not” you agreed in the same tone.

The moment lasted for however much time wasn’t enough, ending with the sound of police sirens, you both turned at the sound, watching as 2, 3, 4 cop cars rushed past you both.

“Think I know where Spidey’s been” You mumble to yourself, though not missing the quiet laugh from Peter as he threw his arm around your shoulder, urging you to keep walking, seeming to be sort of rushing now.

You didn’t question it, it was getting late and you knew he didn’t like leaving May alone too late into the night, it makes her worry would be all he told you anyway, so why pry?

You also had quickly decided to try and forget about the ruined moment, content in feeling as he wrapped his arms around your waist, forcing your arms around his neck in the hug you had loved so much and a quiet “I’ll see you in two weeks” mumbled into the shoulder of his your jacket.

Shit, winter break, you almost forgot about that

“Merry Christmas, Peter” You mumbled back, holding your breath as he pulled away and not letting it go til after you opened the door to the lobby.

“Hey,” his voice made you turn around, tilting your head like a silent question mark.

“Merry Christmas, Sweetheart”

The words replay in your head even still as you lie in your bed, waiting for your dreams to overtake you. How he looked at you and how he spoke the words so softly, despite having heard him call you Sweetheart a dozen times by now, you couldn’t get over it.

That seemed to mix with the anxiety you were feeling about whatever was going on with those policemen tonight, why was he not following? Was he already there? Is it about what’s had him so occupied the last few weeks?

The unanswered questions of worry and giddy feelings of adoration put you in a seemingly never-ending loop of anxiety that you were completely unable to come out no matter how hard-

Thump thump thump

You sat up, almost giving yourself whiplash with how you turned to look at your window.

Thump thump

They were weaker that time, uh oh.

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Softboywriting Masterlist

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Safe and Sound | Master Post | 33k Words

Part One

Part Two

Part Three

Part Four

Part Five

Part Six

Part Seven

Part 7.5 Blurb

Part Eight

Part Nine

Part Ten

Part 10.5 Blurb

Part Eleven

Part Twelve

Part Thirteen

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Part Eighteen (The End)

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Claim : Alpha!Johnny

🌙 staring. Alpha Johnny x Omega afab!Reader

🔮 preview. When a pack offers up you, an omega, to Johnny as a show of ‘good faith’, he knows he needs to get you out of there. The tricky part is introducing you to his all alpha pack and making it clear that he doesn’t have a claim on you and that you’re free to choose any mate you’d like. As your first heat living with Johnny looms, tensions rise.

tw/cw. a/b/o au, abo class systems, power dynamic focus, mentions of werewolf men being creepy to omegas, arranged ‘union’, sugar daddy Johnny, fingering, oral (f receiving), sex, overstimulation, mentions of oncoming heat, mentions of masturbation, general shenanigans, size kink, big dick Johnny, virgin!reader

👹 rating. 18+ explicit I wc. 18.4k

🍭 aus. a/b/o, arranged union, omega!reader, alpha!johnny, heat etc…

☀️ mlist + an. edited for minor tweaks + bonus patreon extension as of February 2023, find the masterlist for this au here

Your bed is cold but you can’t find the energy to do anything about it. All you can do is stare at your ceiling, words repeating over and over in your mind: today’s the day.

You’re leaving one world of confinement to enter another. However, instead of a pack knocking you down and reminding you over and over again of your inferiority as an omega, you’ll have an alpha mate doing it. And the largest alpha in his pack no less.

Your pack had said they chose him because of his size. Strong babies, strong lines they’d insisted, as if it would have anything to do with them. You doubt you’ll see any of them again, as your new ‘mate’ lives in the heart of the downtown of the city, whereas your pack prefers the space of a manor house on the far outskirts. Besides, do you ever really want to see your pack again?

Today at noon, as a show of good faith and unity, your pack will all but gift you to an alpha who you’ve never even met. An alpha from a pack of alphas.

You don’t even know what that entails and you don’t want to think about what it might mean in terms of your heat. Some packs adopt a more polyamorous lifestyle, throwing omegas around like a joint at a bonfire, is this what you can expect for your life?

Burying your face in your pillows, you fear the worst.

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Yesterday's Tracks | F1 Fanfic| CHAPTER 10

CARLOS SAINX X OC!

TROPE: Childhood bestfriends. Summary: Savannah and Carlos have been friends for as long as they can remember. From the moment their bumper cars touched they were like magnets. One moves so does the other, constantly pulling each other's magnetic fields together.

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I have been staring at the night sky for god knows how long. The guilt of not letting him know right away was slowly eating me up and I didn’t know what to say. Carlos was still out with our sister’s boyfriends. We decided to head back to the hotel earlier because their feet were tired from all the roaming we did today.

I was sat on the ledge of the balcony, our hotel was perched next to a cliff so the ground below was rocks and you could hear the waves crashing against them, the sound was serene and if didn’t have a heavy chest tonight I would have fallen asleep to the sound of it, but it’s not the case for tonight. I heard the creak of the old door of the hotel. I looked over my shoulder and saw Carlos entering the room. He gave me a small smile as he combed his fingers through his hair.

“I thought you were asleep.” He tells me. I shook my head and smiled softly. I was still sitting there not moving, continued to play with my fingers, not sure how to bring up the news to him. I felt him raise himself onto the ledge and sat next to me. We both sat in silence as the noise of the sea roamed around us in the dark night. The only source was the bright moon accompanied by the stars. You wouldn’t see this in the cities I have stayed in, they would be drowned out by the city lights beaming in the night.

“I was supposed to tell you...” I said softly. “After you won, then the call ended, and I waited for you to call me up, but you didn’t...” I told him. He nodded slowly, “I’m sorry I forgot to call you up, it completely slipped my mind. Everyone said to go out for drinks I got busy too and -”

“You don’t need to apologize Carlos, we’re all busy these days. I have my academics and you have your racing career we both have priorities in our life now.” I replied.

“But we should still be updating each other with what’s going on with our lives, isn’t that what we promised each other.” I chuckled softly. “Carlos we’re 18-19 now, I think we both learned by now that not all promises are kept.”

“But I want to keep mine, what’s wrong with that?”

You already failed to do it now? I couldn’t bring myself to answer him and just simply nodded. “I do too, that’s. Just part of growing up I guess...Anyways now you know. What do you think?” I asked him.

“Well, NYU is pretty far, how did your mom and dad take it?”

“They were ecstatic! We have already found a place for me to move to, it’s on a 5-year lease and if I plan to stay my parents plan to buy it for me.” I told Carlos.

“Do you want to live there?” I shrugged at his question.

“Do you want me to stay there?” I turned to him. His brown eyes look at me and my heart quickens at the sight. We have been running around to go to Greece quickly that I wasn’t able to take a good look at him. A lot has changed with his features. He got older, his face was now stronger and tougher looking. He also started growing his facial hair, making him look more like a man than the boy I met years ago, despite all these changes, he was still the same Carlos I grew up with.

The same boy I shared Sundays and sundaes with, who knew how to help me pick myself up when I needed. The Carlos who I caught me when I fell. The same boy who knew my scars and placed bandages on them. Time may have passed but it was still him. He didn’t change as much as I thought.

“It would be nice if you were just in Europe...not an entirely different continent.” He tells me in the most honest way ever. “Hey, you have races in America anyways, I promise to be there for those ones.”

And I don’t intend on breaking it.

The following day we head out to do tourist stuff, like seeing an island going on the beach and stuff like that. Me and Carlos decided to head to a free dive spot in Greece, we got certified together back then. We hopped off the boat and headed down to see the corals and fishes in the reef. It wasn’t that deep, around 10 to 15 feet. We saw a lot of Sea creatures, like lionfish and a turtle. I even tapped Carlos to point it to him. When we went to the surface for air, I kept gushing about it. After that, the girls and I decided to have a girl's night out. So, we seperated from the boys and we headed to a small bar resto that had an open mic. I was on my first glass of Margarita when I heard the host say my name into the mic. My eyes widened and shook my head.

“No! Sera! Are you being real?!?!” I told her. She and Blanca smiled and pushed me up the stage. I smiled shyly and the pianist asked me what song I would be singing. I grabbed his song book and saw an all too familiar song. I pointed to it and showed him.

The pianist smiled and played the first few notes of Mamma Mia.

“I've been cheated by you since I don't know when So I made up my mind, it must come to an end Look at me now, will I ever learn I don't know how, but I suddenly lose control There's a fire within my soul

and I can hear a bell ring (One more look) and I forget everything, whoa

Mamma mia, here I go again My, my, how can I resist you?”

The crowd started singing along, some were even dancing on the small dance floor. I was smiling the entire time and when I finished the song I went over to my seat, the crowd was asking for another one, but I humbly declined and sat down. We all talked and drank the night away.

“Savannah...do you like Carlos?” Blanca asked.

“I mean duh? That's why we’re friends.” I answered.

“No, I mean do you like him in a romantic sense?” She clarified. I sat there and recalled every moment we had. “I don’t think so...” I answered because I wasn’t sure either. I have always seen myself with him, in the sense I felt like I knew he was always going to be there with me through every part of my life. From the highest highs and my lowest lows. Carlos was such a constant in my life that whenever I looked into the future, he was there. “Don’t pressure her Blanca!” My sister teased her.

“I just never gave it much thought. It’s like...how you see my sister, you know she is going to be there always, that’s how I saw it.”

“When you see marriages or relationships? Have you ever pictured who you want to be with?” I sat there and thought about what the two older girs asked me. One thing is for sure, I want someone to treat me like how Carlos has treated me for the past 10 years of my life. The type of relationship where a sigh and a small gesture would mean words. I have never been the most expressive type growing up, that’s why I loved writing. It allows me to organize what I want to say and choose the right words. Carlos has set my standards up there, maybe that’s why it has become hard for me to find someone. “Well, I definitely want a relationship as meaningful as what me Carlos have right now.”

“Why not him?” My sister asked.

“Carlos wouldn’t date me.” I asnwered. “How sure are you?”

“Absolutely, positive.” That was all I said, but with how I said it. My answer couldn’t convince my sister and Blanca. Even I wasn’t convinced.

We continued to drink and dance the night away but most of it was a blur. I could only remember bits and pieces of the night, like the boys ended up going to where we were drinking at, and my sister spontaneously said we should go to the beach. The last thing I remembered was me on the beach trying to build a sandcastle and crying about it. I couldn’t even remember how we got back to the hotel.

The following morning was welcomed by a sight of Carlos in a towel hanging on his waist, his hair dripping wet. That was the first time he made my heart skip a beat.

And it certainly wasn’t the last

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Yesterday's Tracks | F1 Fanfic| CHAPTER 9

CARLOS SAINX X OC! TROPE: Childhood bestfriends.

Summary: Savannah and Carlos have been friends for as long as they can remember. From the moment their bumper cars touched they were like magnets. One moves so does the other, constantly pulling each other's magnetic fields together.

I missed him, Carlos was frequently out of the country because of his races and I hated that we really didn’t see each other. He was doing pretty well according to Blanca. I see more of his sister than him now.

I was busy as well finishing up my 2 years of baccalaureate degree and already applied to NYU. Despite the low acceptance, I’m taking my chances, if all else fails I can apply to a local university anyway. As for Carlos, he was doing well in F3, recently and will be up for the driving academy as well. Carlos’ career has been really taking off now, he won a Karting race in Monaco, according to Blanca it’s a big deal since he has won 2 races for now, and has been getting into the podiums as well. I wish I had more time to see him but with my school requirements it was getting harder and harder to catch up. We would chat on our messaging accounts but due to time difference and my classes we would end up replying with 3-4 hours intervals.

Things were so much easier in our yesterdays… As much as I enjoyed my freedom I missed our innocence and our time together as teenagers. I’m turning 18 in the summer break and my sister decided to take me on a trip with Blanca to Greece. I wanted to disagree but they insisted on it, Sera said it was a right of passage for me as a woman, which is complete utter bullshit because they didn’t go on a trip to Greece for their 18th, they went to France! Which is much much closer to us. A euro train and you’re off, Greece is going to need a ferry from France.

Which is perfect by the way because Carlos has a race there before heading off into their summer break. I will be able to see him race again after a year. I was able to see him in Monaco because his mother insisted on bringing me along, which I couldn’t say no to, hello it’s Monaco? Cute guys and fast cars?

My type.

I have been getting into formula 1 a lot more because I’m closely following this Daniel Ricciardo guy, he’s super fun to watch, he isn’t doing great season, but I hope he improves soon, he’s currently for Toro Rosso, it’s actually the same driving academy that Carlos is in right now. I asked him about Daniel, if they’ve met but he said he has seen him sometimes but he hasn’t interacted with him that much.

It’s already the end of April and my acceptance letters from local universities came in and I got accepted into them. I haven’t received anything from NYU and I’m not hoping for anything now at this point. I really want to get in, but it would mean moving to another country and…I’m kind of scared of the idea of that.

“Savannah the postman came by and said this got lost in the mail.” I was confused for a moment because there was a sizable box and it had international stamps on it. The first thought is Carlos, maybe he sent something over, he would send in the most random postcards and he sent a tapestry from Malaysia, I think? Again the most random items that he thinks I would like, which I end up using, The tapestry is now pinned up the wall behind my bed. I opened the parcel and it was immediately a box with NYU on it. I covered my mouth in shock and continued to open the parcel, that’s when I saw the letter.

"Dear Ms.Savannah Anastascia Williams-Jimenez,

Congratulations, on behalf of the admission committee, we are thrilled to offer you an admission to New York University’s Class of 2012. We enjoyed learning about you and your accomplishments both inside and outside the classroom. You stood out in a highly competitive pool of applicants and we believe that you are the type of student who will take advantage of what the university has to offer. In turn, we know that the university will also benefit from your talent and intellect."

And then the letter continues on about the admission process as well as reminding what will be needed when I decide to accept the offer. I screamed the loudest I have ever screamed and my mother and father came rushing in as well as my sister. “What’s wrong!?!” My mother immediately worries.

“I got in.” Their eyes darted from the parcel back to me and the worried expression was immediately replaced with joy. “Congratulations!” My parents joined in with me and we all jumped up and down and cheered. “I have to call Blanca!” She rushed to her room to call Blanca. “Tell her to come over, is her mother there? They both should come over. We’ll have a dinner celebration.” They both went out to prepare and call up the mother and daughter sainz. My dad stayed in my room and looked at me. He had teary eyes.

“What?” I asked him. “You’re growing up too fast.” He told me and I giggled. I went up to him and hugged my dad. “I’ll always be your little girl, no matter how old I get.” I told him and he nodded. He hugged me and kissed the top of my head, “I’m so proud of you Savannah.”

He let me go after a while and I got my phone as well and called up Carlos. His race was most likely done by now. It rang a few times and he finally picked up.

“Hello, Hello? Savannah?”

“Carlos! I have news!!!” I told him. “Me too!, but you go first!” Carlos beams over the phone,

“No! You go first!!” I excitedly asked him, “What’s your news?”

“I won today! It was super exhilarating, I didn’t expect to win because my qualifying was bad but I won!” I cheered for him on the phone and asked him about his race, he told me about this other racer who almost hit his side at the 2nd turn. He told a joke and we were both laughing, our call lasted for a long time and I was already laying on my bed. It felt like old times again but it was cut short when I heard a team member call him in for their debriefing, “Oh Savannah I have to go, but what was your news?” He asked me.

“I’ll tell you next time! I think you’re in a hurry.” I replied.

“Okay okay, I’ll call you tonight.” I agreed and we ended. Later that evening my family along with Blanca and Tia Reyes had dinner to celebrate my acceptance into NYU. I told them to not tell Carlos because I haven’t told him yet. They agreed to keep it a secret for now. After a few glasses of wine they both went home. Tia hugged me and congratulated me.

“Oh darling, while we were at Paris for Carlos’ race we went around the shops and he stumbled upon this vintage shop. He said this would be great for you.” She handed me a silver paper bag with pink tissue paper. I took a peek at it and it was this white cloth, I think it might be a shirt or something similar.

“I’ll open it later Tia! Thank you so much, I’ll be waiting for Carlos to call me so I can thank him as well.” I told her. She smiled at me and hugged me once again before leaving. I went up to my room after helping in the dining room to clean up. I sat in front of my computer and did some school work I needed to pass before the semester ended. I barely noticed the time and now it’s 2 am. Carlos didn’t call, he was probably tired from the race. I just expected him to call.

He didn’t call either the following day or the day after that. I found out a few days later that he was out with his racing friends that night, celebrating his victory. I sighed when I saw it pop up on my phone. I just shrugged it off, it was inevitable for us to meet new people, a small part of me just thought he would keep the little promises he made. Just like how he always did. Time flew by again and I completely forgot to tell Carlos about my acceptance. I have officially received my certificate of completion for my 2 years of college, which is equivalent to the last 2 years of high school in America. I graduated with honors and I didn’t even expect that. It was now officially my summer break and I have been packing my things already, we were able to find a good loft apartment in new york, I have a 5 year lease on it for now and if i wish to continue to that I would be paying it off, incase I find a good job for me there, which I am not that set yet to work there. My dad just told me to enjoy my college life and he’ll provide the rest. Since my sister is already in her last 2 semesters of university, we’re pretty much on track with our academics, which is more than enough for our papa. That’s what he told me and my sister anyways.

We may be well off but we weren’t spoiled, our wants and needs are provided but we are always reminded of how lucky we are with our situation. Spoiled brat attitude is not welcomed in our family. As early on we were reminded to not take anything for granted. I was laying on my bed when my sister came in. My birthday is coming up this weekend and our trip to Greece will be on Wednesday.

“Savannah! You haven’t packed?” My sister asked me. I shook my head as an answer. She shook her head and told me to start packing because it is already Monday and we’re leaving on the first flight to France to catch the earliest ferry to Greece. I groaned and she hit me with a pillow and told me to get to packing. I sat up and saw the gift bag Tia Reyes gave me and I opened it, I completely forgot to open it the other month.

I pulled out the item, it was a white sundress with little daisies on it. I smiled to myself and thought how Carlos remembered that those are my favorite flowers. I placed it into my duffle bags that just had shorts and other summer outfits that were easy to pack, as well as other essentials. My sister comes inside my room and tells me that her boyfriend as well as Blanca’s boyfriend is going on the trip.

“Eh? I thought it was a girls trip?” I questioned her, She shrugged. “Maybe you can ask Carlos to join us, since he’s on a break now?” I nodded softly. “He hasn’t called me…I’ll message him or something.”

My sister headed out again and I took my phone to message him.

Carlitos

3:30PM

S:Hey, our sisters are bringing their boyfriends to the birthday trip

We planned, do you wanna tag along since you’re on a break anyway?

Seen.

S:If you’re busy, it’s fine.

Seen.

C:I was bugging my sister to let me join actually! But she kept on saying no!!

Yes, I will go :))))

Read.

The end of that week we all were on the ferry from France going to Greece, me and Carlos talked as if nothing had happened. We were the same old carefree kids from our high school days. Our group went around, ate in different restaurants and saw the different sights of Santorini. We will be going island hopping the following day. It was now dinner time and we were sitting down in a pretty restaurant that had a view of the ocean and the sun was setting. We ordered Sangria’s and my sister chimed in and said that she’s going to make a toast for me.

“To my lovely sister Savannah, you are truly a treasure and I am lucky to have you as my sister. May New York love you as much as Spain did, Salud”

“Salud!” We all clinked our glasses together and took a sip of our wine and ate the food in front of us. Carlos was silent the entire evening, occasionally joining into the conversation once in a while if prompted. I asked him if he was okay and he just told me that we would talk later. I nodded to him and continued on with our night.

After dinner we headed back to where we were staying, It was pretty close to where we were staying. Me and Carlos were slowly walking side by side and our siblings with their partners were a few steps ahead from us. I kept on chatting and asked him about the cities he has raced in if it was as stressful as he always thought it was. He gave me a few answers, nods and such. I stopped him when I couldn’t take it anymore.

“What’s bothering you?” I asked him softly. He looked at me and his eyes were sad.

“You didn’t tell me that you were moving to New York.” He finally answered. I stood there dumbfounded.

“I-”

“I thought we were going to tell each other everything?” Was all he replied and continued to walk forward, leaving me in the breezy summer evening of Greece.

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sorry this took a while! busy with my university requirements! ITS RACE WEEKEND IN MIAMI AND ROOTING FOR MY FERRARI BOYS AND CHECO <3

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Yesterday's Tracks | F1 Fanfic| Chapter 7

CARLOS SAINX X OC! TROPE: Childhood bestfriends.

Me and Carlos have been walking around the shops here in the city. We have been walking around seeing the different possible things to get my sister. Carlos was cautious around me, afraid that I was going to cry again. I feel like I’m on the verge of tears any time. While walking around he holds my hand and pulls me into this antique story. I was going around through the different aisles and saw this beautiful locket. It was heart shaped, I looked at it for a long time and admired it. I was thinking about getting it but I realized I’m here for my sister not for me.

I walked towards the glass case and looked through the charms displayed there. My sister had a charm bracelet and we would buy the charms and fill it up. She has been looking for a dog paw charm for a long time and I spotted one in the glass case. I immediately bought it and the lady who ran the shop gave me a box for it.

I looked to my right and saw Carlos paying for something. “What’s that, I bought something for your sister as well.” He told me and I nodded. We left the shop and walked towards the bus stop, while walking we spotted a small ice cream shop where we would always go to.

“Do you want some?” he asked. I gave a small nod and smile. We went to the display where a guy was watching over the store. I got the strawberry flavored ice cream and he got the chocolate one. We walked in silence enjoying the noise of the shops and the chatter of the people around us. It helped me pick my mood up.

In a few minutes we were already on the bus and Carlos sat next to me. I leaned into his shoulder and for once this week, I was at peace. I wasn’t mad, anxious or sad, my heart and mind felt calm. “Do you feel better?” he asked me. I nodded.

“Carlos…do you think 20 years from now we'll still be friends?” I asked. He turned his head at me, his face inches away from mine. “Of course.” He responds. “We’ll be friends till we’re 50 years old and racing down the street with our wheelchairs.” I chuckled and so did he. “Is that what you were thinking about earlier?” He asked. I nodded. “Bella’s words got to me I guess.” I responded. He intertwined his fingers into mine and leaned onto my head.

“No matter what happens, we will always be together. I promise.”

I reached my bus stop not long, and I got down there and said goodbye to him even though we will be seeing each other later.

At dinner that night I was wearing a cocktail dress that I borrowed from Sera. It was this muted rose color that had cap sleeves. I looked pretty good in it, my wavy hair was half pinned up and a few of my baby hairs were hanging out in the front.

The Dinner was pretty big since Sera has turned 18 and it was a big deal for our family. She invited friends and of course the Sainz family was in attendance. Her and Blanca were attached by the hip at this point. Just like me and Carlos, what he told me a while ago comforted me and made me calm about the things I was worried about earlier. I trusted him. I didn’t fear thinking about our futures now, as long as he was there I know I can get through it.

After the merriment and all that jazz, we finished around 10 pm, Carlos decided to stay until his sister left. We were in the backyard swinging on the back porch. We moved slowly as the night slowly showed up the stars slowly one by one. I was admiring the night sky when Carlos called my attention. “Wanna go to the playground?” He asked and I nodded. We haven’t been there in a while now. Me and Carlos headed out the front door, I was still in my dress and he was still in his dress shirt and slacks as well. We made it to the playground in no time since it was only down the block from where I lived.

I went up to the highest part of the set and slid down and so did Carlos. After playing in the sea saw we ended up sitting on the merry go round. “Hey, Sav…” I sat there silent and raised an eyebrow at him. “Thanks for being an amazing friend.” He told me. I smiled at him, “Thanks for being there for me as well.” We looked at the sky together that night, watching the clouds hide the moon and reveal it again to us.

The following week Bella was so mad at Carlos because he stood her up but he could care less about that. That's what he told me anyways, he’ll find someone better to date anyways. Bella was just after the fact his name is already ringing bells in a lot of people’s ears these days, especially since he is starting to go karting races that are competing with a lot of international racers, all of them having the talent and skill to be a part of Formula 1. Carlos has been telling me how more and more anxious he has become these days because of those races and how some of the kids he’s with stopped already or just gave up. I always remind him that nothing is impossible, especially when he has the perseverance to do it. He’s stronger than what he credits himself for.

That same week Martin stopped me in the hallway and asked if I was willing to voice Bella's singing while she played Elpheba, I immediately shook my head and disagreed. If she was going to get all the glory because of something I did, it's a no for me. I’m done with people stepping over me. I hope her voice cracks on show day. If she auditioned and got the part, it means she’s capable of pulling it off. She cheated her way up and now she must deal with the consequences of her actions.

In that school year alone, she got so much comments for her voice performance during the winter musical and it disappointed my music teacher a lot. She trusted the teatrino president and ended up not following through with her duty. Martin replaced Nadia shortly after. He asked me to audition again for another role which I reluctantly agreed to, well because of Carlos. He was the one who kept on pushing me to agree with it. The play was a self written one from the club’s group of script writers. It was about two people in France, who met in one of the cafes of the streets of Paris. The two couples are going to share the most romantic night together but ultimately split up in the end. They needed a girl who can do a British accent. Since I lived most of my life in London they immediately wanted me. I was going to sing a few songs as well.

I didn’t want to do it because I kinda got off the wrong foot already with the club to begin with but Martin insisted that the entire teatrino was in a better position now. So I auditioned and I got the lead role of Emma. While the male lead in the play was a senior named Leo, he plays the role of Gabriel. A lot of girls would try and sneak in to watch the rehearsals, for Leo. He was charming and really good looking, not going to lie. He wasn’t MY type. He had light brown hair and these striking blue eyes also his complexion was this medium like shade. He looked more like a prince than a student here. He doesn’t fail to make me blush though, even though it is just acting. I would end up like a tomato after the scenes we do on stage.

We had to do this routine while dancing to La Vie en Rosa. We would slow dance to the song and sing it, most of the time the entire room would be squealing after practicing the scene because he has to rest his forehead on mine to make it more ‘intimate’ according to Martin. The entire play itself was adorable and really light hearted. I’m actually enjoying myself up there on the center stage. Despite being busy for the spring musical, I still made time on the weekend to see Carlos practice. He’s been trying to learn better ways to improve his time on the track. It’s been hard, but Carlos has been trying more than ever.

He would be falling asleep in class and the teacher would scold him for sleeping and would ask him a few questions. I would whisper or slip a piece of paper where he can answer the question but the teacher would catch on what was happening and we both end up in trouble. The main point is, he was able to answer the question, suck that Mrs.Santoz.

Carlos being the promoter that he is, made his entire family block off the date for the Spring Musical show date and I wanted to be so mad. I was so shy and my nerves were getting the best of me. I need to get myself together and put on the best show. It was show night and knowing that my entire family and Carlos’ entire family was there. Plus the population of the school along with some guests really stressed me out. I was in the dressing room getting ready for the opening scene when someone knocked on the door. I told them to come in and it was Carlos wearing a dress shirt and slacks. Even his hair was gelled. I couldn’t help but smile.

“Why so dressed up?” I asked. “It’s your debut performance, of course I need to look great!” He told me. I smiled and got up to hug him. “I’m really nervous.” He rubbed my back and told me that I can do it. He will be there, the spotlight will be blinding me most probably but he’s there with my family and his family.

That night I went out on the stage and performed my little heart out. That was for the little me, I knew a part of her wanted to be out on the stage to perform like her idols growing up. Leo took the first bow before me and when I stepped forward everybody cheered for me and I felt so proud of myself. This is not what I expected to happen in all honesty, but I’m happy I took the rich and I’m thankful that Carlos encouraged me to take another leap of faith.

After our pictures and all, I went down to my family and Carlos. They all congratulated me and said I was so good up there. I said thank you to all their compliments to me. Sera hugged me so tight and kept on saying how proud she is of me. I smiled at her and said thank you. Carlos stood in between us and he was holding a bouquet of tulips for me.

“Here, congratulatory flowers for our star of the night.” He says and I read the small note he tucked in the bunches of flowers.

“I knew you were going to be the brightest star out there.”

Thank you Carlos for believing in me when I didn’t.

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I just had to tell you this, Black bridge high was one of the first werewolf!shawn fics i've ever read and it was absoulutely adorable and it was literally everything I've ever wanted. 2 years from them I see the story again from someone's reblog or something and I just felt so... overwhelmed with nostalgia and I just had a whole 360 moment... yeah.. It was a really amazing fic. Will you ever write a next part?😭

Damn I actually forgot about that, I was so caught up with uni and all. I’ll look for the file and see if I can pick it up during the break. As far as I know that story was close to the finish line already. Thank you for bumping it again!

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All mine // Shawn Mendes werewolf AU

Synopsis: Y/n comes home smelling like another male much to Shawn’s immediate displeasure which makes him go a little crazy to get her to smell like him again.

Authors note: So I’ve never done a werewolf au before so feedback would be greatly appreciated!

It had been a long day. A long tiring day that felt like 4pm, the time I could finally head home was never going to come around. At the sight of the pack house however a sigh of relief left my lips, putting Shawn’s jeep in park, I grab my book bag, stuffed to the brim with my papers for my latest uni assignment.

Opening the front door to Shawn and I’s cottage, safely nestled in the heart of the pack land surrounded by other pack houses, Shawn’s voice flows down the hallway, strong and dominant over the other murmuring voice. Slowly making my way down the hallway I let my shoulders slouch, the stress I’d felt all day rolling off me in waves.

“We need to increase patrols on the southern border after that rogue scenting last Thursday.” George, Shawn’s beta suggests as I walk into the living area, placing my bag on the kitchen counter.

“We should also focus on..” George’s voice fades out as I meet Shawn’s gaze his sharp eyes scanning my body top to bottom, like he usually did when I hadn’t seen him all day. This time however his gaze felt more piercing and I shifted uncomfortably on my feet, watching as Shawn’s shoulders tensed up.

“Shawn?” George questions, his gaze flicking between Shawn and I. Shawn flinches, his stare returning to the apprehensive beta. “Is everything ok?”

“Increase patrols from twice a day to four, but rotate them each day, other than that meetings adjourned.” Shawn mutters, his fingers clenching and unclenching catches my eye and my heart rate picks up. This was a usual sign that Shawn was trying to control his wolf from surfacing, which also meant that something was wrong.

“Ok, Are you sure you’re alright though?” George questions, hearing the speed of my heart become faster, sending me a questioning look.

“Just leave”. Shawn snaps, turning his back to both of us. George gets up from his seat on the lounge, pausing as he walks past me.

“Y/n, hey,” He tilts his head, eyebrows furrowing, “You smell different today,”

“George!” Shawn snaps, his eyes flashing from their usual honey brown to a bright silver. George lowers his head at the alpha command, rushing past me and out the door.

“How was your day?” I mumble out, trying to ease the building tension between myself and the angry alpha.

“Fine until you got home.” He snaps, gritting his teeth.

“Excuse you?” my eyes widening at his abruptness and tone.

“You really think you can hide something like this?” He storms over, all wild with his hair unruly and teeth bared. “Come into our home smelling like him like I wouldn’t notice?”

“Wait, Shawn, what? Smell like who?” I reach out to press my hand to his cheek to try and soothe him but he ducks out of the way creeping forward, forcing me to take a step back.

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Yesterday's Tracks | F1 Fanfic| Chapter 6

CARLOS SAINX X OC!

TROPE: Childhood bestfriends.

When I got home I just dropped my bag onto my bedroom floor and laid on my bed. I let out a deep sigh. Am I the bad guy for feeling this bummed out that he forgot? I mean he did say friends always go through with their promises, but he ended up forgetting that first. My sister came in and a shocked face was the thing that greeted me. Nugget came from behind her and laid on the floor next to the bed.

“Blanca told me that Carlos came home immediately and I thought she was joking. What happened?” I raised my eyebrow at her.

“You two are inseparable, what happened?” She asked again.

“If you and blanca made plans and suddenly blew you off out of nowhere, how’d you feel?” I asked. “If she had a reason, then I wouldn’t be mad, why?”

“Carlos blew me off to go on a date with a girl on friday, when we made plans beforehand.” Sera nods at me and smiles. “I’m not saying what he did was okay, but it happens you know. You meet new people and such.” She answers.

“I’m not mad about that part! It’s the fact you made plans and you don’t follow through. He’s the one to preach how friends keep promises and such but he’s the one who forgets them.” I reasoned out with her. All she does is smile.

“Then tell him, be honest why you’re mad. Because if you keep this up then it will just cause a rift between the two of you.” I sighed and nodded, I’ll talk to him tomorrow. Sera smiled and ruffled my hair then left the room. Her phone rang, it was the pink flip phone that everyone had these days.

“Hello Blanca, yeah talked to Sav, what did Carlos say?” She left the room when she realized that I was listening to them. “SERA STOP GOSSIPING ABOUT US!!!!!!”

I groaned and laid on my bed before doing my school work. I was looking for my sharpener in my bag’s front pocket when I saw a small piece of paper folded up tucked inside there. My forehead creased and I opened it.

“I’m sorry, don’t be mad please. - Carlos”

A small smile crept across my face and it made my anger falter a bit. He must have slipped it in when I was zoning off in the bus. I continued to do my homework when my IM notified. I looked and saw it was Carlos and he sent a sticker of a dog saying sorry as well.

SainzC55 : I’m really sorry, I didn’t mean to blow you off like that.

Sav10WJ: Don’t worry about it Carlos. I’m not mad.

SainzC55: No, I promised that we will go on that shopping trip together and I completely blew you off.

Sav10WJ: I’ll be fine, don't worry, just remember to show up at the dinner party, okay?

SainzC55: I will don’t worry 😀

After that we continued chatting and we helped each other with our homework. He did some parts of my French homework while I did a part of his English Literature subject, he was so lazy to read the book that he got a summary from the internet. I helped him rephrase some parts of it. This was us, helping one another and being there for each other. It was something I admired about our friendship.

When we got up to highschool, Carlos hungged out with me rather than his elementary school friends. They grew apart because they had different interests, I guess that’s normal for friends. Not everyone stays. That’s what I feared for us, I didn’t want to lose him since he has become such a huge part of my life. We have known each other for only 4 years but it felt just right for some reason.

School week was a blur because of my anxiety with the auditions, I’m not expecting that much from the audition. Maybe there is someone better who can do it. It was just a shot in the dark, Carlos has been hyping me up the entire time, he has been telling me that I was going to get it. He even told Blanca about it when I stayed over at their place because their mom made dinner. They wanted to watch the play, I immediately told them that I wasn’t sure yet I would be getting the role. It seems like the president of the club didn’t like my audition. I think I belted out a few flats.

I didn’t pursue my voice lessons when we moved here, I only used what I retained. I liked watching and seeing musicals. My mom would buy those VHS tapes and we would watch it a lot.

It was now Friday and Carlos was still bugging me about my audition if I heard any results already. I keep on telling him no, because it will be posted before the day ends. We had home period today and we are free to either stay in the classroom or library, before we go to our foreign language classes. I sat down at one of the desks writing on my Math worksheet while Carlos was doing his Foreign Language homework. A few minutes later I felt the cool air hitting my back. I wanted to move seats but every table was occupied now. I sighed and just sat there and endured the cool air. Carlos saw me shivering in my seat. “Do you need your jacket?” He asked. I shook my head, “It’s fine, I’m not staying long here anyways.” He nodded and continued to do his school work. Not long till I fell asleep in the library and I woke up just in time for my French Class.

There was a strip of paper tucked in my notebook and it was Carlos telling me that he’s headed off to class. When I sat straight up my jacket fell and I got confused because I didn’t get it. I just got it off my chair and got my bag and notebooks to go to my next class. After an hour of conjugations and counting and ordering in French. We were released from class. It was finally the weekend! While walking down the line of signages outside our building. I noticed a group of people reading the bulletin board in the hallway. I walked closer to check it out, it was the results from the audition. My eyes immediately scanned the paper and I didn’t see my name on it. I got nothing. I felt my heartbreak at the sight. I know I said I wasn’t expecting anything but a little part of me wanted that role. Elpheba went to Bella…

“You auditioned?” I turned and saw Bella with her group of friends looking at me. “You did?” She raised her eyebrow. “I just tried, Martin told me to try it.” She snickered and looked at me from head to toe. “And you didn’t get anything? You really think you had a shot didn’t you?” Bella cornered me now. I slipped past her but she grabbed my arm.

“Stop thinking so highly of yourself just because you and Carlos are friends. I genuinely don’t know why he sticks around you, sooner or later he’ll realize he deserves better friends.” And then she shoved me, I fell down on the concrete pavement. It caused a gash on my knees. I looked up at them. I stood up and just darted away from the group of students surrounding us. I could feel tears running down my face. Bella’s words were piercing my heart like knives. Will he leave me? Will he realize that hanging out with me is not as fun as what Bella does?

I reached the bus stop and sat down and cried silently as her words bounced around my head. It’s not a fun feeling when you already lack the confidence to pursue your dreams and people swoop in and step on it as well. When people look at Carlos, you can already see what he is capable of, meanwhile when I look into the mirror I don’t know where I’m headed. And this keeps me up at night, not knowing which direction I should be going. Whenever Carlos talked about what he wanted to do I envied him, cause he had this clear path in mind. Despite our opposite takes on this, he never fails to tell me that things will fall in place.

Carlos has been the person who will get me through tough times and when I feel like I don’t know what to do anymore. He has been this support in my life that pulls me back up whenever I stumble. I need him now, I look around hoping he will be there at the corner ready to help me now. I look down at my knees and see the scratches. I feel the tears fall down my face more and they just didn’t stop. I try to take deeper breaths to calm myself down. The cars passing by was like nothing to me right now, it felt like I was underwater, but everything was clear again when I heard him call my name. I turned to my left and I saw him jogging up to me.

“Savannah, hey, hey what happened?” He asked me. I just shook my head as I recall the events that just happened and cried again. Carlos sat next to me on the bench and pulled me into a hug. I rested my head on his shoulder as tears fell down my face. “Who hurt you?” I just shook my head again. I didn’t want things to get bigger anymore. I’m just glad he’s here now. I closed my eyes and tears fell down my cheeks. I pulled away and he wiped my tears away.

“Is it because of the role?” I nodded. “Forget them, you deserved that! No one could come close to your talent in the auditions. I know it, Martin told me.” I looked at him confused. “He wanted you to do the part but the president was opposed to it for some reason and what she says goes.” I just sighed more.

“It was probably because I wasn’t pretty enough.” I laughed. “Hey don’t ever say that. You’re beautiful Savannah okay? I don’t want to ever hear you say something like that again.” I nodded. I didn’t know how to respond to his sentence. He was probably saying that to comfort me right?

Carlos looked down and saw my scratched up knees and pulled out two bandaids. He knelt down on the ground and placed it on my knees. He looked up at me again and smiled. “No more tears okay?” I nodded and wiped the remaining tears off.

“I thought you were going to go with Bella to the cafe today?” Carlos shook his head.

“I had the feeling you needed me today.”

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Yesterday's Tracks | F1 Fanfic| Chapter 5

CARLOS SAINX X OC!

TROPE: Childhood bestfriends.

It was Monday again and I was still thinking about the letter I found in Carlos’ bag and to this day it bothered me how it was Bella. The girl who has been literally such a pain in the ass. She became my partner for a presentation and I ended up doing EVERYTHING. Carlos knew that and he accepted a letter from her, had he lost his mind. It’s probably all the whiplash he got from the races he had been doing.

I felt a tap on my shoulder and I looked to my left and I saw Carlos pointing to my pencil. I managed to break the tip of my pencil, he raised his eyebrow as if asking me what’s wrong. I just shook my head and grabbed a new pencil. We were in Maths class and it’s going pretty well. Even though there were more letters rather than numbers in the equations at this point. I was writing in my notebook when a piece of paper flew into my desk. I looked to my right and it was Carlos. He was asking me if I was okay. I wrote yes and handed it to him. He tossed it back to me asking me again. I rolled my eyes and gave him a thumbs up.

Once Maths was done, Carlos was asking me about this literature assignment and how I did it, when Bella came up to us. “Hey Carlos, I was wondering if you were free on Friday? Maybe we could hang out.” She asks him. He looked up to her and words failed to come out of his mouth. If he says yes, I swear I’m going to drag his ass on the race track asphalt on sunday.

Bella was this pretty girl in our year. She didn’t have the best attitude as most teenagers do. She’ll only talk to you if she ever needed to, in my case she didn’t bother to even acknowledge my presence. Hello, earth to Bella, literally in a conversation with my best friend right now.

“Oh I, Friday?” Carlos responded, Bella nodded. I rolled my eyes and stood up to go to the comfort room. I was in the stalls doing my business when I heard a group of rowdy teenage girls come in. “Are you sure they’re not dating?” I heard one talk.

“I don’t know and like I could care, I don’t get it why they always hang out? Like there is no way that they’re just friends.” I recognized the voice of Bella among them, who wouldn’t?

“He’s too good for her anyways. Like have you seen him on the track? He’s hot whenever he races.” This girl probably doesn’t even know the difference between NASCARs and Formula One. “He’s totally going to be the type to make headlines in the future, with that pretty face too?” she adds. I kept on rolling my eyes at her comments.

“But what did he say? Did Carlos say yes?” One of the girls asked. Bella giggled.

“Yes! Duh?! He is totally into me, you could totally tell.” Carlos agreed to hang out with her on friday?

I did a mental math and it was my sister’s birthday dinner which he promised to go to, because Blanca was there as well. Fuck it, his entire family was there. I got frustrated at the idea that tears were brimming my eyes that I didn’t even notice that they left. I got out and washed my hands and was going back to the classroom when an upper of ours stopped me. “Hey, Savannah, Are you interested in playing the lead role in our winter musical? Your music teacher gave me the heads up to ask you.” I was caught blushing because the guy asking me was the vice president of the teatrino club in our school. Everybody absolutely adored him, he was charming and ridiculously handsome. Also great in acting and singing, he had the absolute talent to be on broadway.

“What play are you guys doing?” I asked,

“Wicked, do you know it by chance?”

“Yeah I’ve seen it once when we went to New York last summer…Elphaba is available?” I asked. He nodded. “Yeah at the moment, I personally haven’t seen anyone fit for the role yet since we need someone who can hit the high notes. If you’re interested, there is an audition later, do you know any pieces from the play?”

“Yeah I do…I’ll try to go, what time does it end?”

“Around 4:00pm, see you there?” I shrugged at his question. “I’ll see.” I laughed and headed back to the classroom where Carlos was leaning against the door. “What did Martin ask you? And why are you red like a tomato?”

“He asked me to audition for a play and I’m not red. Maybe you because Bella asked you out.” I told him. I went back to my seat and our teacher for literature class came in now, it was the last two subjects for the day. After classes I immediately grabbed my bag to head to the auditions. My mom has been telling me to discover things, I shouldn't be too comfortable, ‘it’s the age for you to explore’ were her exact words.

“Where are you going?” Carlos asked me.

“To the music room, that’s where the auditions were going to be.” I told him. “You’re actually going to audition?” He raised his eyebrow at me and as if what I said was so absurd. “Why? Is there something funny about it?” I asked. He shook his head. “No! No, I was just shocked.” I nodded and lifted my bag onto my back. “See you tomorrow.” I told him.

I walked to the teatrino auditions where my music teacher was there as well along with the president of the club. Martin’s face beamed when he saw me. “You came!” He said joyfully. “I mean you did ask me to.” I laughed.

“Okay now Ms.Jimenez, do you have anything prepared?” I looked over to my right and I saw the piano we have. “Can I play the piano while I sing?” I asked. They both nodded and I sat down. I took a few breaths in to calm my nerves, then I played the first few notes.

“Something has changed within me

Something is not the same

I'm through with playing by the rules

Of someone else's game

Too late for second-guessing

Too late to go back to sleep

It's time to trust my instincts

Close my eyes and leap

It's time to try defying gravity

I think I'll try defying gravity

Kiss me goodbye, I'm defying gravity

And you won't bring me down

I'm through accepting limits

'Cause someone says they're so

Some things I cannot change

But till I try, I'll never know

Too long I've been afraid of

Losing love, I guess I've lost

Well, if that's love, it comes at much too high a cost

I'd sooner buy defying gravity

Kiss me goodbye, I'm defying gravity

I think I'll try defying gravity

And you won't bring me down’

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I ended my audition there and I looked at my teacher and bowed. “Thank you so much Ms.Jimenez! Wow, did you ever do theater?” She asked and I just shook my head.

“No I haven’t” I told her. They nodded, except for Nadia, she just sat there looking at me, from head to toe,judging my entire being. “Well again thank you and the results will be posted on Friday.” I nodded at Martin and said my goodbyes to them and I went out of the room, I was shocked to see Carlos leaned against the wall. “I thought you went home?” I asked, He shook his head. “Let’s go” Was all he said and we walked out of the campus. We were at the bus stop and he was still silent and I was getting bothered by it. As far as I know I’m the one who has the right to be annoyed with him.

He completely forgot about my sister’s birthday dinner. “Why are you silent?” I asked him,

“Tired.” Was all he replied and I nodded. “You sure?” I asked.

“Why were you so mad earlier? Did I do something?” He questioned me, I sighed. “It’s nothing.”

“It’s obviously nothing if you’re angry about it.”

I sighed deeply and just looked at him, “You agreed to go on that date with Bella on Friday?” I asked him. He nodded, “We’re just going to go to that cafe near the school and get coffee or something also it’s not a date.” He just looks at me.

“Maybe you forgot that it’s my sister’s birthday dinner that day.” I told him. He just shrugs.

“It’s not till 7pm.” I nodded “Okay,”

He completely forgot that we were going to go shopping for my sister’s present that day before heading home. He turned around then looked again at me, “Wait, we were supposed to go buy your sister’s gift!” He exclaimed and covered his mouth. I nodded, “We can go on Thursday, if you want.” Carlos asked. I shook my head. “It’s fine, I’ll just go by myself. Go on your date, just don’t think about it.” I told him. The bus pulled up and we both got on, it was pretty full so I had no choice but to stand up as well. Carlos’ hand was gripped on the hand rest, I could fully see the friendship bracelet I got him when I was 10 years old.

Then my mind goes back to the time where he showed up at my doorstep even though he was sick, just because he promised that we were going to hangout that day.

“Friends keep their promises no matter what.” He told me that day, then my mind returned to the situation I had now.

I guess growing up means forgetting promises you made along the way.

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I am on a roll today, writing teenage angst is my new favorite thing right now. also yes, miss lea salonga the only theater actress ever.

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