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End of the day- Harry Styles

A/n-This imagine was requested by my sister, @patchitupgood. Enjoy the song.

Song:End of the day

Written:One Direction (Harry, Liam, Louis, Niall, Zayn)

  -Samantha

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'I told her that I loved her, was not sure she heard, the roof was pretty windy and she didn't say to do, Just me, her and the moon.'

Your POV

I was invited to one of my friends parties and I was trying to find my boyfriend Harry, who said he came with his friends, I was heading to look in the kitchen when I felt a tap on my shoulder. I turned to be faced with the light grey eyes I fell for. I pulled him into a huge hug before he could say anything. I heard him let out a light chuckle and then pulled away from the hug, but still held me in his arms.

"Well hello to you to love." he said

I giggled " Hello."

" You enjoying the party?" He questioned

" Yea, but I need to go outside to get some air." I said

" Well I know just the place. Follow me angel."

I smiled and took his hand and followed him to the roof. When we got there it felt so nice since I could feel the wind much better then on the ground. I let go of Harry's hand and walked over to the edge of the roof to get a better look at the view.

Harry's POV

When we made it to the roof I could feel the cool air from the wind against my skin. I felt Y/n let go of my hand and I saw her walk over to the edge to look at the view. I smiled and watched her enjoy the cool air.

" I love you Y/n" I said

She turned around and it gave me some hope that she heard but all she said...

" Harry thank you for showing me this nice view, but I believe I should get going."

I smiled and nodded, she walked up to me and pecked me on the lips before making her way down from the roof to go to her car.

'She said the night was over, I said it's forever, twenty minutes later, wound up in the hospital, The priest thinks it's the devil, my mum thinks it's the flu, But, girl, it's only you.'

'Time Jump'

I was heading to my apartment when I got a phone call from Y/n's mom. When I answered I got the worst news of my life. I immediately called an Uber to take me to the hospital. Right when the car stopped I was already running onto the building wanting to know what happened to my girlfriend. I ran up to the lady at the desk and said...

" Do you know what room Y/n Y/l/n is?"

She looked at me and said " Room 214"

I nodded at her and made my way up to her room.

'I said you're fire babe, Then down came the lightening on me, Love can be frightening for sure.'

I finally made it to her door but I was afraid to go in. I tried to calm my nervous down before going in.

'Ten seconds later'

I opened the door slowly and saw my beautiful girlfriend with wires attached all around her, but she looked fine. I made my way slowly to the chair next to her bed and carefully grabbed her hand.

'Time Jump'

'When the sun goes down I know that you and me and everything will be alright, And when me and everything will be alright, And when the city's sleeping, You and I can stay awake keep on dreaming, You and I can stay awake and keep on dreaming.'

I was still in the hospital room with Y/n when I looked outside to see the sun setting.

Your POV

I felt someone grab my hand, but I couldn't get my eyes to open. I tried to get them to open. It took about five tries, but right when I opened them I had to close them again due to the bright light. I squeezed the persons hand to get their attention.

Harry's POV

I felt a squeeze on my hand which made me jump to see Y/n/n's beautiful y/e/c eyes looking back at me.

" Hi angel." I whispered

She smiled " Hi."

I pulled her into a gentle hug and heard her whisper...

" I love you Harry."

I smiled and whispered " I love you more."

We both pulled away and I told her I would go get someone to come check on her.

Your POV

When Harry left I couldn't keep the smile off my face. Once he came back to the room a nurse was following him. She checked me over and asked me things.

'Time Jump'

When the nurse left I smiled at Harry and moved over in my bed so he could join me.

'All I know at the end of the day, is you want what you want and you say what you say, And you follow your heart even though it'll break sometimes, All I know at the end of the day, is you love who you love, there ain't no other way, If there's something I've learned from a million mistakes, You're the one that I want at the end of the day, You're the one that I want at the end of the day.'

Once he got comfortable I wrapped my arm around him so he could lie on me. I then put the television on, so we could watch a movie. I looked at Harry and thought of how glad I am he's here with me through everything I been though.

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-Samantha

YMUB pt. 7

Episode 1, 2, 3, 4, 5 , 6

A/N: Thank you for putting up with me

 For my anon n @pupyluv247 xoxoxo

"Ugh, why is it so damn hot in Oakland?" You lie in your silk sheets tossing and turning desperately trying to find some comfort. It wasn't the temperature that had you going crazy like, your hormones were raging. It has been 3 weeks since you moved out and got your own place. Three weeks since you and Erik spoke. He would call and you ignored his calls you ended up changing your number altogether. He would come by the office and your secretary would block him. If he got belligerent security was called and he would leave but Erik was persistent and it was a matter of time before you had to face him. You decided on taking a cold shower before drifting off to sleep, however, your cell phone was almost begging you to call Erik. He didn't know where you lived and tonight wasn't the time to found out. The glow of the phone irritated you so much that you took the battery out and put it in ur drawer. Only then you were able to get some rest. The next morning after finishing your first appointment, you were waiting for your second when you received a call from the University. "Hello Mrs. Stevens" "Yes" "Oh hello this is Shelia from the Black  Excellence committee and I wanted to inform you that you and your husband are going to be nominated with humanitarian of the year award." "Oh wow well I'm honored." "I'm glad you are you guys have done so much work for our city and beyond it's time you have been recognized. So the ceremony is Aug 11 a month from now and I will email you further details okay." "Okay, thanks so much." "No thank you and have a wonderful day." As soon as you hung up your secretary buzzed in about Erik calling. You told your secretary to say you were in a meeting. As your second appointment walked in. At 5 pm you prepared to leave as you walked out the door you smelled some familiar cologne you knew immediately who it was, you reached into your pocket and grabbed hold of your switchblade just in case. You stalking me now." You said flatly and kept walking. You didn't have to look back to know he was following you. "You can't keep ignoring me Y/N" "Wanna bet, what do you want" "You of course" "Oh thought I was unless to you." You turned as you walked in the parking deck Erik quickly follow seeing you walked to an unfamiliar car.

"What's this?, Where's your car?"

"None of your business but I bought this baby as soon as I moved out. I figured you would have some sort of tracker and found out where I am." You fiddled with the keys as you dropped them in water the other day, it has been malfunctioning since then. You pressed the unlock button only to have the car alarm go off. Frustrated u bang the keys on the roof, Erik silently watched you throw a temper tantrum. He calmly grabbed the keys from you pressed on some buttons, silenced the alarm and unlock your car door. He opened the door for you and waited til u got in. You said nothing as u got in and he slammed the door. You wanted to wipe that stupid smirk off his face as he waited for you to say something. You didn't you just started the car. "Is there something else you need." "Yeah, did u get the call from the school,?" "I did, and?" "Sooo we need to make arrangements to pick up" "No I'll meet you a block from the venue and we will ride up together so no one is suspicious." "Why can't I pick u up" "You seriously need to ask me that question, move out my damn way." You put the car in drive and pulled off unnecessarily hard. He jumped back just in time before you ran over his toes. The night of the ceremony You spent all day with your stylist and glam squad aka your sister and boy cousin and they primped and prepped for tonight evening. You settled on a rose gold evening gown with diamond accessories. Once done you looked like an Aphrodite herself. You had an Uber XL bring you to the designated spot you and Erik agreed upon. Erik was leaning against the car looking up and down the street apprehensively waiting on your vehicle. Once the driver pulled up he open your car door and you stepped out. Erik's jaw dropped as you walked towards him. He was looking extra delicious in his black tux and gold accessories. His gold slugs gleamed at you when his smiled and held out his arms awaited a hug. You hesitated but he wasn't having that as he pulled you in a tight bear hug. You almost melted being in those strong arms and he had the nerve to wear your favorite cologne you bought him. He was making it damn near making possible to have an orgasm off sight and smell alone. His hands were dangerously close to your ass as you pulled away. Any fondling and you would just have to have him. "Erik we have to go" We have time, he said as he leaned in closer to kiss your neck "Uh huh I ain't here for all of that." Girl bring your sexy ass here, grabbing ur waist, we need to get in character. Finally kissing his way on your neck and earlobe. You were minutes from giving in. "Erik", you whispered "Yea baby", he answered as his hands were creeping under ur skirt. If he went any further it would have been game over. "If you don't get your fucking hands from under my skirt, I swear your eyes gonna match your outfit." And with that, you pushed him away. He sucked his teeth, knowing u want it just trying to fight but let you win this round. He Chuckled and said "okay princess off to the ball" holding the car door open. You glared at him for his little smart ass comment as you climb in the vehicle. He still managed to slap your ass HARD. One pulling up to the venue, the site was immaculate, you couldn't wait to get out the car. You almost felt intoxicated breathing the same air as Erik. You needed a drink fast. As you stepped people were calling you to take pics, you felt like a star because this was your nite, well yours and Erik. Y'all pose for several pictures but looking like the happiest couple in the world. If they only knew. Inside were pictures of you two at various points of your humanitarian work. Pictures of y'all with kids from Sudan, Nigeria, South Africa you working alongside women making dinner, pics of Erik building with hospitals and schools with the locals. Relief efforts after earthquakes and flooding both of y'all dirty from hard work but happier as ever. You almost felt nostalgic about how good you felt working and those happy faces of the people you help and the long steamy showers with Erik after a days work. It was too much emotion at once and you couldn't get to the open bar faster. As you made your way to the open bar Erik followed you like a hawk. “What would you like to drink ma'am?” “I'll have a whiskey.” “She will have apple cider” You looked at Erik with a fake smile. “Oh, honey, you are sweet but I got this”, adding venom in your voice. “I'm sure you do buttercup, just pace your self”, also adding base in his voice. The bartender looked confused feeling the conversation was deeper than face value. " I'll have a red wine please" Erik glared at you. "What doctors recommend at least one cup of red wine a day." Someone tapped you on your shoulder and turned to see a group of students that wanted to congratulate you personally. Among the crowd was Davida standing there looking bashful. You saw her and you attitude immediately went sour. Erik look shocked and nervous as he to was surprised she was here. He told her about but didn't think she would show up. You downed your first drink fast. "What the fuck are you doing here?", you whisper angrily. "Look Y/N, I didn't come here to fight or cause drama, I want to make amends with you and whether you like it not we're gonna be family." You stood in silence looking at her like she done lost her damn mind. Erik started to say something but you interrupted him you looked at her stepped closer so she can hear you. "I am not Erik so you can't-fool me. I know that baby is not his and your just looking for a meal ticket, if that's how you eat then fine but I'd be damn you ain't eating off MY plate." And you walked off leaving Erik confused about the conversation and Davida dumbfounded. The ceremony went lovely, you had just the kick in the ass you need to focus on the event and not think boning your sexy yet unfaithful husband. When it was time for you and Erik to accept your awards he spoke first. You kind of zoned out until he mentioned of opening a center for women's empowerment in your name. You were shocked to say the least and was speechless. Everyone clapped and cheered whispering amongst themselves. " Wow, such a beautiful couple. " Oh wish I had a marriage like that" Sadly the only ones who weren't fooled by the hype didn't clapped which was you, Erik, and Davida. You stepped outside to get some fresh air as took a sip of your drink a deep voice stirred you out your thoughts. You look to the sound and almost choked on your drink, It was your old mentor from grad school Ellis Watts. He was 6 years older and you guys had a hot sex fling for while Erik was back home and you were away at school. After all these years he still looked good. “OMG, what are you doing here?” “Well, I was in town and heard you were being honored so here I am.” Y'all embrace for what seemed longer than needed. You realized lots of people was around so you decided to go to this secluded spot in the gazebo in the backyard. "I'm so glad you came to support me, I figured we left things kinda weird." "Well I know you were just homesick and missing your boyfriend. But we did have some great times together., He sighed you it was hard to let you go, I thought about almost every day" "Hmm imagined if I didn't leave, where could we have been." "Are you having some kind of doubts about your marriage, are you happy?" You didn't answer as you tried to fight back tears. You wept silently as Ellis hugged you and let you cry. He rubbed your back to soothe you. You looked up at him as he was at least 5 inches taller than and pecked his lips as a thank you,  the kiss got more intense as your arms moved to around his neck. The kiss ended abruptly when you heard a pounding thud and you open your eyes quick enough to see Ellis on the ground holding his jaw. Confused you see Erik in complete rage. He gave Ellis no time to recover as he pounces on him punching him in the face. Somehow Ellis overturned Erik and both were giving and taking blows. STOP IT, PLEASE STOP ERIK GET OFF HIM! you yelled. Erik stopped and look at you. Leave Erik! I'm not going nowhere until you come with me! You noticed a crowd was drawing and assume the cops were next. Fine just go I'll follow. He quickly left and you pulled some napkins out of your purse. I'm so sorry about that, you said as you cleaned Ellis's lips. That's fine really if I'd have you as my wife I'd be fighting anyone who looks your way. You laughed to yourself and finished cleaning him. Y/N!!!!! you heard Erik yell. "You better go, I'll take it from here." "Okay here's my card call me ok" You left just as quick to catch up with Erik. Both got into the car y'all came in and left. "Driver our house" "You mean your place, I don't live there anymore." "STFU, and why the fuck was you kissing on that nigga?" "You seriously asking me that while your baby mama pregnant AF at our event." "That's beside the point though, no knows the issue with her however you kissing another nigga who ain't your husband's at an event for us!" He had point but fuck him "Fuck u Erik I ain't gotta explain shit!" The rest of the drive was silent. Once the car pulled up, you quickly hopped out and stormed towards the door. Erik was right behind with you with the keys. When he opened the door, you started for the stairs but Erik grabbed your arm and swung you back to him and pinned you to the wall. He was still pissed. "So you fucking that nigga?" "Fuck u, Erik" "I'm not asking you again!" "Unlike the piece of shit, you are I don't have to fuck every dick that walks by." "That's cause you know that my pussy and can't no nigga fuck you like I can. How long as it been a month maybe two I know that pussy is wet AF right now begging to eaten and fuck properly.” You just turned your head cause he was absolutely right. Then he went for the kill sucking on your earlobe as his hands went under your dress. "Just as I thought", he picked you and found a better way to release his emotions. The next morning The sunlight plus the urge to pee woke you up. Erik has arm tightly around your ribcage keeping you snugly against him. You look down and you were completely naked. You subtle movement woke up the sleeping beast behind you "Where you going?" "I have to pee" "Mhmm well come back" He moved his arms like granted access. After you did your thing you looked in the mirror while you washed your hands. You noticed the passion marks and slight bruises over your neck and chest. Last night was everything you needed and more but you couldn't continue this cycle.  You needed to leave. You snuck out the bathroom and went towards the dresser, you quietly got some casual clothes and almost melted how neat your drawers were. You kept your clothes in a certain way while Erik just threw his in the drawer. The fact he took the time to fix it how you like making you all warm and fuzzy inside. But damn that! You gather some more clothes shut the drawer quietly. The sound you heard almost made your heart stopped. “Where you going” “Huh” “I said where are you going, getting out of bed walking towards you.”

You looked like a deer in headlights didn't know your next move. “We're you leaving me?” “I can't stay here Erik” “Who said you can't your my wife this is your house.” He was getting loud almost frightening. He snatched the clothes out of hands and threw them across the room. "Oh you were gonna leave me and go with that nigga wasn't you. After I gave you something special something near and dear you gonna fuck a nigga and leave you got me FUCKED UP" he grabbed a glass vase of flowers and threw them across the room. You watched the water and flowers go everywhere but you couldn't let him intimidate you. "Oh save your bullshit Erik, we both know you bought that center out of guilt. And as much as you have been fucking around you should have no reason to question what I do." You stormed towards the door finding your courage but he blocked the door and got on his knees. He wrapped his arms around your waist. Okay, baby, I'm sorry. You're right, I'm trying to do better, I'd want to make this right. Please stay." His sniffing made your heart broke and you just wanted to lay in bed and cuddle and forget this ever happen. But it did and these are the consequences. "The only reason you want to make this right is that you got her pregnant. Now I looked past the other times but you are making a fool of me. And I can't be here for that now move I need to go." Erik stood up but his demeanor was deadly. "Fine you wanna take your ass to him then go." He reached behind him and locked both doors. "But you gotta find another way to leave other than this front door" "What negro move" Erik's was stiff as a boulder. He instead grabbed your arm and led you towards the balcony. Your first thought was he gonna throw you over so you kicked and screamed making it difficult. He pushed you on the balcony and locked the sliding glass door leaving you out by yourself. Erik, Erik open this damn door! You banged but to no avail, he didn't answer. He climbed back in bed and turned the TV up loud to drown you out. Frustrated you stop knocking and looked for a solution. You looked over and saw the pool, if you jumped you could make it, since you're on the third floor the deep end would have to be your target. But you wasn't much of a swimmer. You had no other option. And hitting the ground wasn't one of them.  You looked behind you and Erik was facing you but looked at tv. You climbed over holding on the balcony as you made your jump. All Erik saw was your red shirt floating past the balcony rails. "I know this bitch didn't!" He ran downstairs as he saw your body enter the water in a weird way. Since you didn't bob back up he knew something was wrong and the blue liquid was starting to turn red. Oh, shit y/n! He yelled once he got to the patio. He dove in and retrieve your unconscious body. He gave you CPR as you weren't responding. "Come on baby breathe dammit" He blew one more time and pumped your chest until you spit up water. He was so happy he cradled your head in his arms and noticed the cut on your forehead. He carried you bridal style in the house as he went and got the first aid kit. You started to protest but he wasn’t having it. He just took care of cleaning you and laid in bed as the painkillers took effect. He didn't want it to happen this way but as far as you and he was concerned his wife was back.

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November 3, 2018 6:54 pm

Yeah it’s been a hot minute since I last updated. and of course I’m going to write a ton, but not nearly as much as what has passed.

So yesterday (friday), before I went to class I checked the weather app to decide which jacket to wear, and saw that it was going to rain around 3pm. I only had one class, so I figured I’d go to it, then stay at the library for a while, get a mango smoothie, and see if I can get some homework done. Like, three hours into sitting there, I had still done close to no homework, rather listened to kris wu’s new album (can you believe the nerve of that guy? He really released his album on the same day as exo, and you can tell that shit was intentional like he wanted to overshadow them (and he sure did, even posted a pic of the itunes charts where his album was #1 while exo’s was #4) lmao petty af) I also started to listen to all of my music in my itunes library, starting with most played and going down. I haven’t even made a dent btw, I have like, some odd 5 whole days of music to go through. Around 4 I figured I should get heading home, so that I don’t have to face the worst of rush hour traffic. Of course, just as I’m stepping out of the library, rose texted me saying it was pouring on the west side. The clouds on campus looked troublesome, but I figured it wouldn’t be too bad.

It was. I stopped by a gas station, and as I got there it started raining. Honestly, on the drive home, the rain wasn’t my biggest problem (I’ve driven in pouring rain so often that I don’t care about getting wet any more), it was the wind. It seriously almost knocked my bike clean over. And it didn’t help that the rain impacted my engine and made it struggle to speed up properly. I really thought I might have gotten into an accident, it was that bad. But as you can see by me typing this, I’m just fine. I took a hot shower, ate dinner, then receded back to my room as always. I brought with me a cup of instant coffee (seriously, cafe bustelo instant coffee is leagues better than regular drip coffee, like what the hell.) and started a kdrama that yoongi recommended called stranger. The dramafever app has been giving me issues recently, so I decided to watch it on my laptop. But when I went to the website, it displayed a message saying they shut down like two weeks ago. Sure shows how little I use that subscription that I didn’t even notice lmao. Luckily the show was also on netflix, so I watched it there. 

I didn’t even consider that maybe I shouldn’t drink coffee before bed, until like 12:30 am. I tried to go to bed around 10:30, but just couldn’t sleep no matter what. At first I thought it was because of small noises like mom doing the dishes or pulling a chair out (and it was irritating the living hell out of me- i wanted to go out there and scream that I was trying to sleep and they needed to stop making noise), but then I remembered the coffee, and how the same thing happened a few months ago. I took some cold medicine to help knock myself out, and set a second alarm just in case.

Surprisingly, it wasn’t that hard for me to wake up despite getting like 5.5 hours of sleep (I mean I did sleep in for an additional 30 mins after the first alarm, but I didn’t feel like I was dying). I left for work 15 minutes early, just in case my bike gave me any issues. I was on cash at work (UGH), which was made even worse now that we don’t get to go to MIMO. I was literally in front of a register for 7.5 hours, when usually it only used to be like 6, with the trip to MIMO accounted for (and the closing cashiers taking over). I was nonstop leaving to go to the bathroom to make up for it, though. 

It’s unbelievable, the lengths to which rose will put other people above me. She mentioned that she was going to go out to the mall to buy a gift for peter’s birthday, and I asked if I could come along because peter’s my bro too and I wanted to get him a gift. But she pulled the whole “uh yeah, you can come if you want” and i was like. if you don’t want me to come, just say so. and she was like “oh you know it was just gonna be like, me and peter and I don’t want to go inviting people by myself” as if she hasn’t invited peter and paul into our hangout times before (matter of fact, there was one time when it was literally just supposed to be me and rose and she dragged peter along, peter and I began to argue, AND SHE SAID SHE DIDN”T WANT TO GET INVOLVED AND SPENT THE REST OF THE AFTERNOON HANGING WITH HIM. but hey whatever, fuck jay right?) and also as if they were hanging out as friends and not with the purpose of buying peter a gift. She also mentioned how paul was planning to finesse something (also huge pet peeve: paul needs to stop calling it “finessing,” just say you fucking stole it.) I mentioned how I seriously didn’t want to move in with paul. Like, rose peter and I all have responsibilities and bills to pay, meanwhile paul still gets spoon fed by his parents. Do I really want to risk my housing and credit score by signing a lease with some kid who hasn’t paid rent his entire life? Hell no. And yeah, the fact that he has no conscience and openly steals is a huge issue for me. Rose tried to brush it off but I kept pushing it, saying that it was a deal breaker for me. She said that “we’ve been planning to move in together for a really long time” and i’m fucking livid. Who is “we”???? Her, peter, and paul???? As if her, me and GIO didn’t plan on moving in together last year? Why does paul get precedence over me when rose and I have been planning to move out together for over a year before she even met him??? Whatever, I’m looking at clara’s lease ending soon, she said she’s looking for roommates. 

I know I’ve probably said this a million times, but I hate family dinners. It’s just so damn obvious that they all want me dead. I always get the least amount of food, nobody talks to me, and nobody cares when I leave halfway through. I spilled my glass trying to put in ice, but didn’t bother to wipe it up. I just really don’t care, it’s not like I’m at the table long enough for it to bother me anyways.

Alright now I’m gonna really quickly hop over to the last update to see what I left off at. So the first thing I feel like I want to talk about (I think it’ll be better if I go from one topic to another, rather than try to do it chronologically) is heather. So I don’t remember if I wrote about this (and I’m not gonna read all my updates to find out), but one time on a friday heather and I made plans to meet up at the library. I texted her that day asking if we could instead meet at the student union (needed to stop by the atm to get rent money), and she didn’t reply (it said “delivered though). I got a call from my boss asking if I could come in early, and I was like yea sure since by then heather hadn’t even opened my message and it was about 30 mins from her next class. I walked through the breezeway, and as I walked I saw her, walking with someone else (prob a classmate) and talking, just hanging out. I dipped into the bathroom so she wouldn’t see me. She later texted me (one minute before her next class started) saying “sorry, my phone died and I just now got this message.” I guess she didn’t know that iphones tell you if the message was delivered to the other person’s phone. yeah, it does kind of hurt, that she bailed on me. it feels like I’m a second option, and if given the chance, she’d hang with other people. Since then, we met up like, once in the last month. In the last two weeks or so, I haven’t seen her at all. She just keeps saying “sorry, I’m too busy now” or “sorry, I didn’t see your message.” I asked if I could borrow her textbook for the gov exam, and she said she had a problem with the rental company and had to temporarily return it. I got a 74 on the exam, by the way. I figure maybe I just shouldn’t message her any more; if she wants to hang with me she’ll message me first.

Speaking of friends, I posted a pic on ig the other day. It’s a far away shot of me that rose took, sitting in the corner of a cafe. The caption was just “let’s get this (bread emoji)” ya know, just a dumb phrase. Anjlie liked it, and I was like... why. I looked at her profile (I unfollowed her long ago so I haven’t kept up with her feed) and she’s changed from 2014 low-saturation tumblr aesthetic to wannabe ig famous aesthetic. Also, she’s tagged this one girl in a lot of her captions. I can tell they’re friends, but it looks like the other girl doesn’t tag her back in nearly as much of her photos. Anjlie was always kind of socially anxious, it seems like she’s made one (1) friend in college that she’s completely attached herself to.

So, my motorcycle. Yeah, I changed the air filter, but it didn’t really affect it. Then I changed the spark plugs (also have to do with gas combustion), didn’t really see an improvement either (but MAN you should see these spark plugs, they’re entirely rust). I figured maybe it’s because the gas tube has a u-shaped curve in it, maybe it’s having trouble lifting the gas back up. So I changed it, and the next day when I walked back to my bike the gas had drained nearly completely onto the ground via a leak that I couldn’t find for the life of me. When I first walked up to my bike I saw some guy standing around kind of suspiciously and got worried, but then when I saw the leak he was like “is this your bike? I was calling parking services because I was concerned about the leak.” I ended up leaving my bike there for nearly a week (and took the city bus to school instead, since obvs I couldn’t drive) before I could get a tow truck called. i knew it was the carbureator by this point due to additional research, and I tried to fix it myself right there in the parking lot, but one of the screws was stripped so I took it to the mechanic and told him there was a leak because of the carbureator. one day when I took an uber home from work, I slammed my thumb in the car door and it bled so fucking bad. I cried like a bitch. It felt like I was nancy kerrigan, because my bike was going to be repaired soon but I couldn’t drive it because nail. But the bike got “fixed,” in which the mechanic said that the issue was the gas filter which was kind of weak. I was like yea I replaced the gas filter myself, but I used the same kind as before so that’s not the issue. and of course the leak didn’t go away. So I brought the bike back and was like “there’s a problem in the carbureator. please clean and rebuild it. don’t try to diagnose anything because I’ve told you before that the issue is the carbureator and you won’t listen.” he held onto the bike for a week and said “it’s the accelerator pump.” i told him to also clean the fucking carb and he finally did (for $267). I told iris and nick how I wanted to just buy a new bike and they were all “oh no that’s too expensive” as if I haven’t spent over $800 in repairs the last two months. And I didn’t even ask for advice from those people, anyways. 

I did call in, for like all of my remaining usf shifts. I’m now officially ioa exclusive, as a result of my incessant bitching about how much I hate usf. And I got cross trained as a cook at cinnabon!!!!! I’ve done a shit job so far tho, I always underestimate the number of buns needed and then end up running out. Tomorrow I have a shift at cinnabon tho, so I can finally redeem myself. Next week I’m scheduled for tuesday and friday too, so I guess my availability didn’t get 100% approved. It’s okay though, one more month until the semester is over and I can change my availability again to weekends only for real for real this time. I’m also going to take up delivering for postmates. they allow motorcycles, so between classes and in the evening I’m gonna deliver. they say you can make on average 10-15 an hour, which is pretty decent considering I’m mostly going to be driving. And even though they don’t reimburse you gas money, I get 80 mpg so I think I’m good. The other day was my enrollment appointment for spring. I already had a schedule ready, just needed to press submit. but then rose was like “oh can you pls pick up peter he doesn’t have a car” and it made me 13 minutes late and all the classes I chose were full. So I had to pick a new schedule, where the first class is at 7:30 am and the last class gets out at 7:15 pm. With like, a 4-hour gap in the middle. Kill me.

I don’t think I have many other topics to cover. I submitted my second paper in english, and next week I submit the last. I bought new toothpaste the other day. still looking to move out (but now, planning to wait till like january). still depressed as shit. but hey, let’s just play it by ear.

The Summer Fling (Chapter 1) - Dylan O’Brien

Author: @were-cheetah-stiles

Title: “Boardy Barn”

Relationship: Dylan O’Brien x Reader/OFC

Author’s Note: You guys thought I was joking about writing something about me hating that Dylan smokes... never think that I am kidding (except, always assume that I am kidding...). This will be a short series. I’m imposing a limit on myself. Whatever. Don’t read it. It’s dumb. This will likely be the only Dylan shit I ever write. Okay byeeee.

Chapter One - Chapter Two 

“You okay, Dyl?”

“This is a lot of drunk people… this is just a lot of people in general, and I feel like some people have recognized me, an-“

“Dyl.. you wanted to come with me.”

“Well, I didn’t want to just sit at the house all day.”

“You’re going to be fine. You have sunglasses and a hat and some of this crap.” Julia rubbed her fingers against the stubble on his face in an aggressive, teasing sisterly way. “No one’s going to recognize you, why don’t we get you a drink so you can chill out.”

Dylan rolled his eyes, regardless of the fact that he knew his sister would not be able to see it behind his jet black Ray Ban sunglasses. He sighed and followed her through the throngs of sweaty and beer-soaked bodies towards the bar. He sidled up next to her and pressed his elbows against the bar.

“That’s cool.” He said sarcastically, pursing his lips, as he removed his elbows from the beer-soaked counter, and peeled a sticky bottle cap off of his skin. His head whipped around when he heard someone say his older sister’s name excitedly.

“Julia?!”

“Oh my god, Y/n?!” Julia hugged the beautiful, y/h/c girl wearing a white sundress with a sunflower print. “When did you get back? I saw all those pictures on Instagram! It looked incredible.”

You smiled and blushed, still clutching Julia’s arms in your hands, excited to see your friend. “A few weeks ago. I had to cut it short but yea, Vietnam was incredible. I already wanna go back. What are you doing out here?” You asked, glancing up at Dylan standing uncomfortably behind his sister, watching the conversation but not partaking. You recognized him, but didn’t want to make a scene in that large of a crowd.

“I got a job in the city and a bunch of my friends and I thought that we’d rent a house in Montauk for the summer. Like, Rachel Klein, you remember her, right?” You nodded enthusiastically. “She’s part of the house and Collette DeSouza has kind of toned it down a bit so Rachel invited her. It’s only been like a week but so far, so good.”

Julia was cut off by the bartender’s voice. “We only have one kind of beer, so, how many?”

“Two, or um..” Dylan looked at you, and you pointed down to the beer you had just gotten, and smiled. “Two.”

Julia turned around and laughed, grabbing Dylan’s arm and pulling him forward. “I am such an asshole. Y/n, you remember my brother, Dylan, right?”

Dylan reached his hand out to shake yours. You blushed when your skin touched his. You had watched Teen Wolf, The Maze Runner, and The Internship and you always thought he was gorgeous and charming but you never wanted to fan girl out since you knew his sister from college up in Boston. You hoped to god that your makeup had not sweated off and that the orange glow that came off of the tent above did not make you look like a Roald Dahl character.

“I don’t think I ever actually got to meet you, but I’ve heard a billion stories. I’m Y/n.” You shook his hand and smiled.

Dylan went to open his mouth, but his gregarious and excitable sister cut him off and he just chuckled and shook his head. “I guess you never did meet. Well Dyl’s out here for a few weeks staying with me at the house.”

“You guys used to come out here in the summer as kids, right? When you still lived on the East Coast?” You asked, not remembering if you had read that on the internet or if Julia had actually told you.

Dylan smiled and nodded. “Yea, our parents used to rent a beach house in Hampton Bays for a week or two with this other family. I hadn’t been back here in a while. This is not quite what I remember from my childhood though.” Dylan said sarcastically, pursing his lips and looking around the chaos that is Boardy Barn in the beginning of the summer.

Julia leaned forward and whispered into your ear. “Plus, he and his girlfriend of like six years broke up about two months ago and she moved out of their house in Hollywood and he has been moping around like crazy and staying with my parents and just driving everyone nuts so...”

“Change of scenery?” You whispered back.

Julia nodded, and changed the subject when she felt her brother’s eyes boring holes in the back of her head. “Have you heard from Sarah?”

You laughed, practically spilling your drink on yourself as the giggles took over your body. You looked up and saw Dylan smiling at how amused you were by whatever memory the name ‘Sarah’ triggered. “Oh god… I have to tell you this story. You’re gonna die.”

Julia leaned up to her brother. “Y/n is Sarah’s best friend. That’s how I know her. We used to hang out all the time.” Julia connected her college roommate to you for Dylan to understand how you two were friends.

“She’s been my best friend since high school, and she’s an idiot, which I’m sure you both know.” Dylan smiled and chuckled, and Julia burst out laughing.

“WHAT did she do now?”

“Apparently, four days ago, some ‘hot guy’ came up to her on the street, at like midnight, in the Bowery, and asked if he could borrow her phone to make a call. She handed it to him, just, you know, here you go, take it, and then he just walked away with it, and she was like, ‘Oh, I’m sure it was just a private conversation.’ But then when he never came back, and she looked around she was like, ‘I think my phone just got stolen’.” You could barely finish the story, you were laughing so hard.

Julia and Dylan were laughing with you. “That sounds exactly like Sarah.” Dylan spoke up.

“That explains why she didn’t answer any of my texts about meeting up today. I thought she was mad at me, but this makes much more sense.” Julia chuckled and shook her head.

“She’s coming out..” You looked down at the time on your phone. “Actually, she should be at Penn Station right now. She got roped into working some event today, but I’m throwing a party after this and she’s staying over. You guys should come.”

Julia looked up at Dylan and then pursed her lips. “We’re here with like six more people though…”

“Bring them. I’m watching my Dad’s house and my dog in East Moriches for the next couple of weeks while he’s on vacation. He bought me so much food and made me, no joke, six pitchers of mojitos, I invited all my friends over. It’ll be fun. I have more than enough booze and food.”

Julia turned and looked at her brother. He raised his eyebrows and nodded. She looked back at you. “We’re in.”

You smiled wide. “Great. Give me your phone…. Here’s the address. We’re leaving here in about an hour, it’s like a $7 taxi or Uber ride, and don’t bother knocking, just come on in.” You smiled, and hugged Julia. “I am so fucking happy that I ran into you.”

“Oh my god, me too. We’ll talk more at your place?” Julia smiled back at you.

“Absolutely. It was nice meeting you finally, Dylan. I’ll see you both later.” You shook his hand and walked away. He watched your bare legs as you made your way through the crowd, back to the people you came with.

“Are you staring at her?” Julia asked, a smirk spreading across her face as she caught her brother.

“Nope.” Dylan took a long swig of his watered down beer and cringed, then followed Julia away from the bar and back to her roommates.

"DYLAN!" Sarah screamed from across the room, and Dylan's eyes grew wide and he laughed uncomfortably, as his sister's college roommate threw her arms around his neck for a hug.

"Oh you've been drinking already, huh?" Julia said as she peeled Sarah's arms off of her little brother who looked incredibly anxious.

"I may have had some drinks on the train..." Sarah swayed and giggled. "I am sooo glad that Y/n ran into you at Boardy, and you guys came here to see me! She's the best best friend in the world, and you guys are so wonderful. All my favorite people in one room."

You spotted the interaction taking place, and all of the new people who came with Julia lingering by the front door. You walked over with a mostly empty pitcher of mojito mix and smiled at the group. "You guys came! Come in, come in. The kitchen is over there and there is everything you could ever want to drink. I'm going to fire up the grill in a few hours but uh, yea. Enjoy. You guys are welcome to stay over if you want, I have tons of sleeping bags, couches and air mattresses."

Julia piped up. "Oh thank you, but Collette is driving and I think we'll probably head back to our place later, but can I get a mojito in the meantime?" She smiled and followed you into the kitchen.

"Trixie?" 

Dylan heard a voice coming from inside the house and looked down at the medium sized black dog sitting next to him wagging her tail. He took one last drag from his cigarette and threw it off the balcony into the green grass below. He looked up and saw the few people who were outside smoking with him, walk through one of the many sliding doors back into the house, as you walked past them outside. 

"Hey little muffin, there you are." The sweet dog wagged her tail up to you and you leaned down to scratch behind her ears. "Oh, you made a new friend, huh?" You looked up at Dylan and smiled, as your dog trotted back over to him.

"She's really sweet." Dylan smiled up at you, sitting on one of the many outdoor couches on your deck.

“I'm sorry, I didn't mean to bother you, I just couldn't find her and I thought someone accidentally let her out or something." You walked back towards the doors, smiling at him. "No, Trix, stay with Dylan. Come on, up on the couch." You snapped your fingers towards the handsome man sitting alone.

"You aren't bothering me.. I just... I'm not big on parties and I needed a break.." Dylan pet your dog gently and smiled when she nuzzled her nose against his big hand.

You sat on the end of the other side of Trixie and placed your drink on the coffee table. "I get that. I'm not big on partying either." Dylan raised his eyebrows and smirked. "... which I guess is hard to believe since I am literally currently throwing a rather large party, and you met me at Boardy Barn earlier... I swear I'm not usually like this." You laughed and a blush rose to your face. "I mean, I like parties where it's all my friends, but generally, I'm like you, dark corner with the dog."

Dylan smiled at the kind and beautiful girl sitting next to him. He was enjoying her presence; she was calm and sweet and easy to talk to. He didn't want her to go back inside to the party, but he struggled to find something interesting to say to her. "Um.. so do you live here year round?"

"Oh, no, this is-" You were cut off by a group of people who came out onto the deck. "Chris, can you guys not do that out here? Can you go out to the parking lot? You know how much I hate that shit."

"Sorry, Y/n." The group left the balcony and you glanced back over at Dylan.

"Sorry..." You chuckled quietly. "I just.. I’m not big on cigarettes. They're kind of vile, you know?"

Dylan nodded in agreement and was suddenly grateful that he had tossed the cigarette he had been smoking over the balcony before you came out and caught him. "Yea, I really don't know why people our age start doing that in the first place." Dylan found himself saying, although he had no idea why. He knew why he had started smoking. But he found himself wanting to impress you, wanting to keep your attention, and wanting to continue to make you smile. He was developing  a small crush on the beautiful girl in front of him.

"That's what I always say. Great minds think alike." You rolled your eyes at your own stupid joke. "So what are you working on nowadays?"

You and Dylan made easy conversation for an hour, sitting on the deck alone, neglecting the other partygoers inside, until someone broke something inside and you had to return to your hosting duties. The hour grew later and later and those who were not staying the night, began to leave. Dylan hugged you goodbye and thanked you for a nice night, until Julia approached the two of you.

"So, Collette is sloshed and she drove, cause she's a dick and decided to drink anyway. Do you know if the taxis run this late?" Julia asked, breaking the news about their designated driver.

"Of course they do, but don't bother, just stay. I have more than enough space for all of you."

"You sure? I'm so sorry, Y/n. I can't believe she got so drunk." Julia lamented.

You nodded and smiled. "Don't worry about it."

"In that case, I'm going to keep drinking for a while." Julia said with a grin.

Dylan walked out onto the deck and saw you curled up on the couch in an oversized sweatshirt, with a large plaid blanket over your legs, and a glass of wine in your hand. The full moon illuminated the water and the scenery and your face as you turned to see who was coming out. "Am I bugging you?" You shook your head and smiled. "Needed a break?"

"Oh yea. I kind of was hoping to sleep, since it's almost three in the morning, but whatever." You chuckled, and scooted over so that Dylan could sit on the couch with you . "I'm sorry you couldn't go home tonight."

Dylan shook his head softly and smiled, running his fingers through his grown out hair. You blushed over how much more handsome he was in person than on TV or the internet. "It's okay. I've actually enjoyed myself."

You yawned, covering your mouth, and trying to stifle the noise, and then saw Dylan yawn in response. You giggled and blushed. "Because of Trixie, I'm sure. She's really easy to talk to at a party."

"And you..." Dylan blushed. He let himself think that the small amount of alcohol in his system, the late hour, and the fact that he would likely never see you again after this evening emboldened him to flirt so openly, going completely against his nature. "You definitely made this party bearable for me."

You blushed heavily and took a sip of your wine. "You made it bearable for me too..." You flirted back.

"But it's your friends at the party.."

"I know." You smirked. "And yet, here I am, talking to you again.."

Dylan scratched the back of his neck, his muscles flexing under his tight, white crew neck sweatshirt as he did. He watched you yawn again and fight to keep your eyes open. "Um... it's still pretty loud in there, do you mind if I stay out here with you.. to sleep?"

You nodded, maintaining your sleepy eye contact and smirk with him. You lifted the blanket covering your feet and watched as he draped it over his legs, which he extended in front of you on the deep couch.  

The two of you talked for a while longer then drifted off to sleep as the moon began to set behind the horizon line.

Things get cute and fluffy in the next chapter. :)

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