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davinashifts333 · 3 months

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THE SECRET AFFAIR (Jason DiLaurentis x Liar!Reader):

⚫️summary; one year after Alison’s disappearance everything in Rosewood went haywire. Y/n, Aria’s maternal cousin & now 1/5 of the remaining Liars, who had either an equal amount or possibly even more secrets than her childhood friends, had been dating her now presumed dead best friend’s brother. That’s right, since before the summer of Alison’s disappearance Y/n & Jason had secretly been hooking up & began officially dating due to her helping him sober up & help him through his toughest nights that now gloomed over his past. She was his main alibi for the night everything happened with Alison but, obviously couldn’t tell anyone why she was with him. So why now, that they’re finally putting Alison to rest does it all go to shit? Because the whole town believes one of the liars did it.

⚠️warnings; swearing, age gap relationship (Y/n is the same age as the girls but one of the oldest, so 5-6 years younger than Jason), adult themes, murder, gore-ish?, PLL shit dude, it’s crazy, 18+ ONLY!

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Y/N’s POV (the night of Ali’s disappearance)

I woke up with a blazing headache to my phone ringing a very specific tone that had become all too familiar. Jason. Thunder rolled in as lightning flashed the barn awake. The text from Jason saying to meet him at our spot which was a small bench in the woods behind his house. I head over, carefully leaving the barn door ajar so the girls won’t wake up when I come back but, I notice i’m not the only one who had planned to escape. Ali was gone and so was Spencer. I brushed the thought from my mind as I remember Jason’s text,

‘Garrett and Ian brought over some weed and I have the shakes now, meet up? I’m freaking out. Be safe. xx’

Jason had been trying to get clean, key word, trying. His friend group wasn’t as lenient as I was though, every now and then I had to help clean him up and sleep through the high or drunken daze. He wasn’t the best at being drunk believe it or not, he got drowsier than me after smelling the fumes when filling my car up with gas. Regardless, Jason was there for me when my dad left to hunt down my mom’s murderer. Yeah, Aria is my cousin, our moms are sisters.. Well.. Were.. That was until one night in the winter of 1998. I woke up after hearing glass shatter and walked down stairs, all I remember seeing was a shadow of a tall man standing over my mother’s body. Since then, I’ve lived with my aunt Ella and her family. Jason was our neighbor from down the street and Aria knew Alison, so obviously I knew them too. He always told me that death brought new life and my new life I had to live in honor of my mom. We clicked from then on. Of course being older he always taunted us girls and would do the typical big brother things to Ali. But one night when I was 14, I kissed him. He was shocked at first but then admitted he always liked me best out of Ali’s friends. The only bad thing was, Alison saw us kiss. She held it over my head like a looming sword on the thinnest of threads, threatening to tell her parents that Jason tried to force himself on me. Which obviously was a lie but who would they believe. Little did she know, I had secrets of hers to shoot back with so, we bonded in that way. A battle for dominance as one might call it. But nonetheless we were best friends, and secrets so keep us together.

I walk up to the bench hearing the crunching of leaves coming from the opposite direction, they staggered a bit and I saw Jason stumbling towards me, tripping on a rock and landing right on top of me.

‘Shit, sorry babe. I guess drunk me has two left feet.’ I giggled at his comment as we sat up, backs against the trunk of the tree that stood tall above our bench.

‘Who bought it this time?’ I asked, changing the subject back to the issue at hand. Jason then took position on my lap, my hands running through his hair. He sighed.

‘Ian. As always. But Garrett also brought booze. You know I can’t resist a nice cold beer. Those two idiots are probably still up in my room thinking I passed out somewhere. How was your sleepover?’ I rubbed his temples, knowing he got headaches when he drank.

‘It was okay, had some drinks too, courtesy of your sister. Hanna and Emily knocked out first and well you kno-.’ Suddenly the sound of someone walking by caught our attention. Jason shot up and stumbled a bit before helping me up. I held his waist to help him gain balance and he whispered to me to head back to the barn. That we’d talk the next day. With a swift kiss goodbye we went our separate ways. But, just as I got back to the door of the barn I heard a scream. I quickly made my way inside to see Emily, Hanna and Aria still asleep. Gladly I didn’t get caught by Spencer or Ali. I went back to my place on the large ottoman and curled up, hoping for Jason to have gotten back in one piece. He wasn’t as drunk or high as other times but, he still could continue through the night or worse, be pressured by Ian. God, I hated his “friends”. They only enabled him to fail at sobriety and I knew the truth behind their little club. Ian started it all with Jason when Ian took a photo of the girls and I in Emily’s bedroom. Creep.

An hour or so went by and I couldn’t sleep with all the thoughts running in my mind but, I kept my eyes shut. Spencer had come back but seemed a bit off, her breathing was ragged and stuffy. Like she had been crying or running. I wondered if Ali had gone back home or if she was coming back but, my question was answered when a loud crack of thunder woke us all up. Emily and Hanna huddled together while Aria “woke” me up.

‘Damn Y/n/n. You sure can sleep through anything.’ Spencer joked trying to lighten the mood and we all slightly laughed.

‘Where’s Alison?’ I finally asked and Spencer spoke up.

‘I think I heard a scream.’

That night marked a huge change in our lives and seeing how things were, my Uncle Byron and Aunt Ella decided it would be best to move to Iceland for a while, to get away. But now that we were back, things seemed way different. I hadn’t heard from Jason much after Ali’s disappearance. We kept in tough but after I was forced to move across the world, we decided it was best to be apart. I hoped he stayed sober but, I also knew the loss of his sister was taking a toll on him.

Aria and I had begun to unpack when Mike announced he was hungry. So Aria and I took my car that my mom had when she was my age, to a little dive bar/restaurant near Hollis College to get some burgers. When I waited for our order, Aria snuck off with this really cute guy who was apparently studying to be an English teacher. I let her have some fun while I contemplated texting Jason. Low and behold I folded.

‘Hey, I know it’s been a while since we last spoke but I figured a check in from our old spot in Rosewood could be cool? I just got back today and could sneak away from Aria for a few. If you’re up for it. Hope you’re doing well. xx.’

He read it almost instantly as if he had known I was thinking of texting him.

‘Welcome back to hell. I can meet you there in 10?’ I felt my heart skip a beat at the thought of seeing Jason after a whole year and quickly shot Aria a text letting her know what I was doing. During our time in Iceland I confessed to her about Jason and I secretly dating to which she was impressed but mainly saddened by and even wrote a modern day Romeo and Juliet based off of us. It was sweet, Jason had even liked it when I read it to him on one of our phone calls early on. He also felt proud that I was able to trust someone enough to talk about him with.

I drove the 10 minutes to the last secluded park where we had to start meeting after our bench had been compromised by the investigation and waited. A few minutes went by and I heard a knock on my car window. I shut it off and climbed out. He looked good, way better than he did when I left. Healthier, a bit more put together and like his face was hurting from smiling so much.

‘I don’t remember you being this bubbly. Are you sure you’re Jason DiLaurentis?’ I joked and he pulled me in for a hug. His signature cologne engulfed me in the most comforting way.

‘No more red streaks in your hair, you’ve grown up. You sure you’re Y/N Y/L/N?’ He responded and I playfully punch his arm. We walked over to the picnic table and sat down. We talked for what felt like hours but in reality was about half an hour until Aria texted me saying she had the food and was getting dropped off at home. I responded with an excuse she could give her parents and she said she’d have my back. I came back to the conversation at hand and decided to ask the big question.

‘Sorry about that, Aria was just letting me know she’d cover for me back at home. So, truth. How are you?’ I asked, his eyes saddening a bit knowing what I meant.

‘Well, i’m sober. A whole 9 months now. Still dealing with the whole Ali missing thing and just graduated from College. You?’ I felt his hand playing with my rings on mine and sighed.

‘Well, about to start Junior year of High School, still dealing with the whole Ali missing thing and now very proud of this guy I used to date. He was a bit of a mess when I left our hometown so, you know. Surviving.’ He chuckled nodding as I ended my response.

‘He was very broken up. I mean come on, not being able to see your gorgeous face for that long? It was criminal. Poor guy was torn up enough already. You just added to the mix.’ I took notice of how true his comment was, I had left him in a vulnerable moment.

‘Well, I tried to keep in contact with him but, didn’t know how else to help, I was grieving too. Just grieving in a different way and grieving him as well.’ He lifted my chin to meet my gaze.

‘You don’t have to grieve anymore love. He’s never given up that one day you’d make your way back to him. Believe me. He even thought about how if you didn’t come back soon, he’d have to go to Iceland to find you.’ His hand now cupping my cheek as my eyes glazed over with tears. Alison always did tell me she loved how I helped Jason become more human in her eyes. She had seen a change in him from when we started dating.

‘Well, I thought he would hate me for leaving. I know I had no choice but, I still wished I could’ve been there to help him, like always.’

‘Baby, listen to yourself. You were always there helping me. Even when you had to go. You called every day, texted all day long, checked in when you could. You did your part, it was just time for me to do mine and let you move on. I just hoped that if we really were meant to keep going, you’d eventually come back to me.’ At this point I was fully crying and listening to his grief and love pour out of him.

‘I did hound my Aunt Ella everyday in hopes of us coming back sooner. And look at us now. I don’t want to move on, I want us, I want to grow in life with you Jason. I wanna see you be the person you always dreamt of becoming and to let the past stay in the past, all the mistakes were just bumps in the road. You took control of your life, focused on yourself and I couldn’t be happier for you. You deserved to be free from those assholes you called friends.’ He placed his forehead to mine and pulled me into his lap.

‘Can I kiss you now? I’m dying over here.’ He whispered and I laughed nodding. At that moment, we were in bliss. Not knowing what was yet to come and how insanely twisted our lives would soon become. After our reunion we agreed on meeting up as much as we could and even heading to Philly for date nights. However until I turned 18, we had to stay under the radar for a bit. It was all rose colored glasses until the first text from -A. It was a picture of me in Jason’s lap and a whole album of pictures of us before Ali went missing. Who could’ve possibly gotten these?

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A/N: HIIII! IM BACK ON MY DELULU SHIT & HAVE FALLEN BACK INTO MY CHILDHOOD COMFORT SHOW PLL. LMK IF I SHOULD MAKE THIS A SERIES OR NOT, ALSO LMK WHAT ELSE YOU’D WANT ME TO WRITE ABOUT! LOVE YOU GUYS & HAPPY 2024!! 🩷🩷🩷

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deltaharrington · 1 year

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“Cheat…”

Jason Dilaurentis x Taken!Reader

Warnings: oral (female receiving), much like my “you belong to me” outer banks fic, cussing, 18+

Summary: The reader is seeing someone when Jason Dilaurentis comes back to town. A relationship blossoms…one where they’re more than friends.

“Did you miss me?”

At the sound of a familiar voice you turned, meeting the eyes of none other than Jason Dilaurentis.

“Jason? You’re back!” You said and moved to hug him, his familiar scent filling your nostrils.

“Why did you come back here?” You asked and he looked a bit hurt by this, but he brushed it off.

“I want to be happy” He said “And I want that here”

You nodded your head, looking back towards Spencers house. That’s where you were going, until you saw Jason.

“Do you want to talk? Inside?” He asked and you gave him a guilty smile.

“I would but I’m here to see Spencer and the rest of the girls” You said “Maybe tomorrow? I can bring us lunch?” You suggested and Jason smiled, nodding.

“Call me later, okay?” He said and handed you a slip of paper “Here’s my new number” He said and smiled before hugging her one last time.

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When you got inside Spencer’s house, the girls were looking at you with concern.

“Jason? Are you always attracted to dangerous people?” Hanna said and you laughed.

“Me and Jason are just friends! Plus I’m already dating Matthew!” You said, bringing up your childhood friend, now boyfriend.

“Hey! That relationship is fresh! Jason could ruin it” Spencer said and you gasped.

“I will not let Jason ruin it! He’s just a friend”

“Friends don’t stare at each others abs” Hanna remarked and your face flushed.

“How could I not- he was shirtless…”

“See! I knew it! He’s dangerous Y/n, please be careful” Spencer said and you nodded.

“I will be…he’s just a friend”

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Jason’s lips roughly crashed onto yours, pressing you up against the wall in his doorway.

You let out a gasp as he trailed his kisses down your neck, leaving a few marks behind in the process.

“Jason-“

“You can’t stop thinking about me, can you?” He whispered in your ear.

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You woke up with a gasp, hearing your phone alarm ringing in your ear.

“I just had a dream about Jason…” You trailed off, looking to your side to see your sleeping boyfriend.

You sighed and got up. You had to go to Jason’s for lunch today.

You got dressed, picking out a sundress, wearing your hair down.

You sent him a quick text to ask him what he wanted from The Grill and when he replied, you left your boyfriends house.

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When you got to Jason’s, you knocked on the door.

He answered almost immediately. He was wearing a really tight shirt and some jeans.

You look so hot. You thought to yourself.

“Oh- thanks” He said and your face flushed in embarrassment.

“I said that out loud?” You said “I’m so sorry-“

“No, no it’s okay” He said and gently pulled you inside. “I like when you compliment me” He said and took the bag of food from you.

Your face was still flushed and you could imagine the shit eating grin on his face as he walked away.

Once you made it to the table Jason came out of the kitchen with nothing in his hands.

“Where’s the food?” You asked and he smirked a bit.

“I was thinking…” He started and moved towards you, his eyes roaming over your body. “I think I want dessert first” He said and wrapped his arms around your waist, hoisting you up onto the table.

He pressed his lips against yours and you couldn’t help but moan into him, causing him to smirk.

“Jason I…”

“You have a boyfriend, I know” He said “But I can make you feel better than he can” He said and laid you down on the table, lifting the bottom of your dress up so he could disappear underneath.

You gasped as you felt his breath against your panties, your legs automatically closing a bit.

He wrapped his biceps around your thighs and he held your legs open.

You couldn’t believe this was happening.

He removed your panties and gently licked a stripe along your folds. Your body jerked upwards and you let out a whimper.

“Jason- please” You begged and he chuckled moving your dress up so you could see him.

“As you wish” He said and began eating you out.

Your head fell back as moans left your throat, unable to contain them.

Jason flicked his tongue against your clit and he sucked on it a bit, placing his attention there.

“Fuck! Jason…” You gasped and bit your lip.

You ran your fingers through his hair and tugged, earning a groan from him.

“Please please…Jason I’m close!” You said and he smirked, humming.

It didn’t take long for you to cum, Jason didn’t want to make you wait longer than you needed to.

He helped you ride out your high, holding your twitching legs as you came down.

Your face was flushed and you looked fucked out. He smirked.

“I knew you were into me” He said and your face flushed.

“What would your boyfriend say about this?” He said and you looked up at him.

“I won’t tell if you won’t” You said and he smirked.

“Let’s eat lunch” He said and walked back into the kitchen, leaving you a blushing mess.

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chloe-skywalker · 4 months

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Keeping Each Other's Secrets - Jason Dilaurentis

Jason x Fem!Reader

Ezra x sister Reader

Warnings: none

Word count: 548

Summary: Being Ezras younger sister and finding out about him and Aria. Well Aria finds out about you and Jason.

Masterlist

Pretty Little Liars Masterlist

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“Whens. Your. Sister. Coming Over?” Aria asked in between kisses.

“Around 5.” Exar answered.

Little did the couple know it was already 5 past 5. So when a knock sounded on the door it made both of them jump.

“What time is it?” Aria pushes him back a bit.

“5 past . Shit.” Eaxar curses.

“The knocks were a warning because I do in fact have a key.” Y/n walks in having used her own key when no one answered. Y/n smirked at seeing their predicament on the couch. “Maybe I should knock harder next time.”

“It’s not-” Aria stuttered but she couldn’t find the words for an answer.

“We weren’t -” Ezra was at a loss for an explanation as well, it’s exactly what it looks like.

“Look guys. I don’t care. If your both happy. And you treat her right.” Y/n pointed at her brother. “Then your secrets safe with me. Because I do imagine this is a secret. Right?” She asked about the obvious age difference.

“Yes.” Aria and Ezra answer at the same time.

“Okay. Just be more careful, k?” Y/n said, wiggling her eyebrows.

Y/n, Aria and Ezra spent the rest of the night hanging out and having fun.

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“Where are we going Jason?” Y/n asked, confused.

“You’ll see.” Jason smiles excitedly.

“High School?” Y/n raised an eyebrow. “Wow, I haven't been in a highschool since I graduated.” She said looking around.

“That was like a year or two ago.” He laughs.

“Oh hush.” Y/n laughs as well. “But why are we here? It’s closed.”

“I have a key.” Jason dangled the keys before walking them in.

“Ah perk of working here I guess.” Y/n flicked her brows up nodding her head impressed he’d use his work key this way.

Jason led her to a door and opened it, as they walked through the doorway Y/n laughed.

“The pool.” Y/n turns to Jason with a mischievous look. “Oh I know that look, what do you have planned Mr. Dilaurentis?”

“Let’s go swimming.” He smirks, excited.

“I’m in.” Y/n smiled.

As the couple enjoyed their secret swim. Little did they know they were being watched. Aria had been sent to the school thanks to -A. Who wanted her to see her boyfriend's sister and Jason together.

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“Hey Aria, what’s up?” Y/n was surprised to see her brother's girlfriend at her door.

“I have something I need to share with you.” Aria tells her as Y/n lets her into her home.

“Okay?” Y/n was deeply confused now.

“I know.” Aria gave her a serious look as they both sat facing each other on the couch.

“About what?” Y/n furrowed her brow, confused by what she could have met.

“You and Jason.” She clarified.

“oh…How?” Y/n nodded and then tilted her head curiously.

“I saw you both the other night at the high school.” Aria explained sheepishly.

“Oh, Aria-” Y/n was blushing now considering they were practically naked that night.

“Don’t worry. Your secret is safe with me.” Aria was returning the favor.

“Thank you.” Y/n smiled gratefully. “You wanna stay for pizza?” She asked.

“Absolutely.” Aria smiled, the two hanging out all night at Y/n’s place.

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writerofsorts · 7 months

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Scare

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pairing: jason dilaurentis x female reader.

summary: 1x11 "moments later" episode imagine/rewrite.

warnings: hospital, accident and injury.

*read previous part here!

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The heaviness of her head was the first thing [Y/N] felt the moment she gained consciousness. Her eyelids fluttered a few times before her eyes fully opened only to close them back the next moment as she found the bright light of the room rather uncomfortable. She slowly opened her eyes again and blinked a few times, adjusting to the light in the room and scanning her surrounding.

Soon, she realized that she was in a hospital room and it didn't take long before she noticed her left leg in a cast. All the memories from the previous night at Mona's birthday party flooded her mind, causing tears to pool in her eyes.

She couldn't believe that A had actually tried to kill her and she was, of course, utterly relieved that the faceless monster hadn't succeeded in their task.

She pressed her head against the pillow and closed her eyes, causing the tears to run down her cheeks.

"[Y/N/N]?" a voice called along with the sound of a door opening.

[Y/N] turned her head in the direction of the familiar voice and through her blurred vision, she recognized the form of her older brother. She blinked a few times to clear her eyes while her brother was already wiping the tears away from her cheeks before cupping them in his hands.

"You're okay, buddy, you're okay," he told her gently. The way he comforted her reminded her of the way he would do so whenever she injured herself when she was younger. His presence alone gave her strength and made her forget the fear that came along with the memory of the accident.

She sniffled before smiling at her brother, "Can you help me sit up, please?"

"Of course, hold on," [y/b/n] replied as he slid his hands underneath her back and gently lifted her into a seating position. Then, while holding her with one of his arm around her shoulders, he arranged the pillows behind her back so that she could sit comfortably. "This okay?"

"Yes, thank you," she sighed and her brother sat next to her, taking her hands in his. "Are Mom and Dad here too?"

"They're actually on their way here as we speak," he answered. "I sent them home last night because I figured they could use some rest."

"You should've gone home too," [Y/N] spoke, scanning the tired features of her brother's face. "Did you get any sleep last night?"

"Sleep was the last thing on any of our minds, buddy," [y/b/n] shook his head, closing his eyes for a brief moment. Thinking back to the previous night, where he had almost lost his baby sister, only brought him complete distress. "Though I sent Mom and Dad home to get some rest, they didn't. All they did was call and text me, asking if you had woken up or not. Besides, there was no way I was leaving you along here while the monster who did this to you is still out there."

"I'm so sorry for worrying all of you," [Y/N] whispered, tears gathering in her eyes again.

"It's not your fault, kiddo," her brother's reply was instant. "But, what happened last night, [y/n/n]? The police told us that it was a hit and run."

"I think that's what happened," [Y/N] answered slowly. Her brother knew her so well and it was very difficult for her to tell him only half of the truth while looking into his eyes. "Hanna and Mona had a small misunderstanding, I guess. Then, Mona disinvited Hanna from her birthday party and well, Hanna snuck in. Aria, Emily, Spencer and I went to meet her in the parking lot. I was crossing the parking lot first to catch up to Hanna when the car came out of nowhere."

"I swear when they catch that monster, I'm going to do everything I can to make sure they stay locked up for a very long time," [y/b/n] muttered, anger lacing his tone.

"[y/b/n]?" [Y/N] called and his eyes instantly softened, looking at her. "I'm okay. I mean, the broken leg sucks but I'm going to be alright."

Her brother smiled at her lovingly at her attempt to comfort him and pulled her into his arms, hugging her close. [Y/N] wrapped her arms around him, feeling safe and protected after the nightmare she just survived.

They were interrupted when there was a knock on the door. The sibling pair pulled away from each other and turned towards the doorway. The door was slowly pushed open and their parents entered the room, making [Y/N] smile instantly. Her parents visibly breathed out in relief at the sight of her before returning her smile.

It wasn’t long before they reached her and gathered in her in their warm embrace. Her brother, meanwhile, stepped back to let the parents have a moment with his little sister.

"You're okay," [y/m/n] whispered, cupping [Y/N]'s cheeks in her hands, her teary eyes scanning over her daughter.

"I’m okay," [Y/N] nodded, her own tears slipping out of her eyes. Her attention turned to her dad when he caressed her hair, his worried gaze set on the wound on her forehead.

"When they find the lowlife who did this to you, I'm gonna kill them," he said quietly.

"[y/b/n] said he's gonna make sure they stay locked up for a long time," [Y/N] said with a chuckle, hoping to lessen her parents' worry over her.

"I guess that's an option too," her dad replied with a shrug, causing [Y/N] to laugh.

Seeing her smile was more than enough for her family and they took her in their loving embrace again, thanking the stars that, despite her injuries, she was alright.

...

It was a little later in the morning and [Y/N]'s mother kept her company. Her dad was out in the hallway on a call while her brother had gone home to freshen up.

Even before the knock came, [Y/N] and her mom both heard familiar voices and the sound of rushed footsteps.

"I wonder who that could be," [y/m/n] said with a teasing smile before moving to open the door. "Hi, girls."

"Hi, Mrs. [y/l/n]," [Y/N] heard her friends greet before she saw them.

"Is [y/n/n] awake? Can we see her?" Hanna asked.

"She is and of course," [y/m/n] replied, opening the door further for her daughter's friends.

[Y/N] smiled when she saw Hanna first and the latter didn't waste a second before moving towards the bed to hug her injured friend carefully.

"You scared me, [y/n/n]," Hanna whispered with a relieved sigh, leaning her head against [Y/N]'s.

"I'm alright, Hanna banana," she replied, rubbing Hanna's back to comfort her.

"I'll give you girls some time," [y/m/n] said, moving to exit the room. "Call me if you need anything, okay? I'll be right out here."

"Of course," Spencer replied. "Thank you, Mrs. [y/l/n]."

[Y/M/N] smiled at them before stepping out of the room and closing the door. Over Hanna's shoulder, [Y/N] passed a smile to her other friends, who returned the gesture and waited patiently. They knew that [Y/N] and Hanna were the closest. The two were friends even before they met Alison and their bond only grew stronger after Ali's disappearance while the rest of them drifted apart.

[Y/N] frowned when she heard Hanna sniffle and pulled back from the hug. Hanna wiped away her tears before looking at [Y/N].

"Han," the injured girl whispered, taking in the blonde's red-rimmed eyes.

"I'm sorry. It's just that you really scared me," replied Hanna.

"No, don't apologize," [Y/N] said back, shaking her head. "I'll be okay, trust me."

Hanna nodded with a small smile and moved aside to let the other girls hug [Y/N]. Once Aria, Emily, and Spencer finished checking up on [Y/N], Hanna was quick to resume her seat next to her best friend.

"Does it hurt?" Emily asked, sitting at the foot of the bed near [Y/N]'s injured leg.

"Yeah, kind of," [Y/N] shrugged and smiled a little as if accepting that the road to recovery was going to be quite long. "So, who is it? Who's A?"

[Y/N] looked at her friends expectantly and frowned when the three girls looked at Hanna in turn.

"Uh, we didn't talk about it last night," Hanna said when [Y/N] looked at her. "I mean, I know who A is but we couldn't focus on it last night without you."

"You guys didn't have to," [Y/N] said softly, feeling touched by her friends' consideration.

"We're in this together, remember?" Aria asked from where she was sitting on [Y/N]'s unoccupied side of the bed.

"Thanks guys," [Y/N] said, squeezing Aria's hand in hers while her other hand was held by Hanna.

"Noel Kahn is A," Hanna blurted, unable to keep it to herself anymore, and her friends gaped at her.

"What?" Emily questioned just as [Y/N] asked, "Are you sure?"

"Yeah," Hanna nodded in confirmation. "I saw him in the woods and he left an A message."

"You actually saw him leave a message?" Spencer repeated, her posture still laced with shock at the revelation of their tormentor.

"He wrote something on the back of a car window," Hanna spoke slowly, a little hesitant this time.

"Do you know what he wrote?" Emily asked.

Hanna remained silent. [Y/N] didn't know if Emily or Spencer noticed it, but she definitely saw Hanna glance at Aria once before looking away.

"I see you," Aria spoke, gaining her friends' attention from Hanna. Her gaze was on the floor as she fiddled with her fingers nervously and the rest of the girls understood that was the message written on the car.

[Y/N] looked at Hanna first and the latter gave an uncomfortable smile. Hanna didn't want to be the one to reveal the second secret she had discovered last night -- it was totally up to Aria as it involved her. [Y/N], then, looked at Spencer and Emily, who looked as equally confused as her.

"How do you know?" Spencer was the first to question Aria.

"I was in the car," Aria replied quietly.

"Whose car was it?" Emily asked next and Aria sucked in a deep breath.

"Ezra Fitz," the petite girl's answer left her friends baffled except for Hanna.

"Wait, Mr. Fitz?" Spencer asked, her voice a little louder in shock. The judgement in her voice was extremely obvious as well. "Our English teacher?"

Aria gave a short nod and the other three girls looked at Hanna, who nodded in confirmation.

"Aria, you and Mr. Fitz?" [Y/N] asked gently, though she was still in disbelief at the idea that one of her best friends was in a relationship with their English teacher.

Aria simply nodded again in response.

"The call you got at the party?" Emily said, her eyes lighting up at the memory from Mona's birthday party. "That was him, wasn't it?"

"Yeah," Aria said with a heavy sigh and finally looked up at her friends. "Guys, I couldn't tell anyone. I promised Ezra."

"Ezra?" Spencer scoffed. "Wait, this is something that's been going on? You and a teacher?"

"I didn't just get into his car last night, Spence," Aria answered, offended. "Who do you think I am?"

"How long have you been seeing him?" Emily asked, sounding calmer and less judgmental compared to Spencer.

"Since before school started," Aria said.

"Since Labor Day?" [Y/N] asked. "That's when you got back from Iceland, right?"

"Yep," Aria confirmed.

"So, you didn't have a boyfriend in Iceland, then?" Hanna asked, her brows furrowed in confusion.

"I- I did," Aria answered, "But, it's not like that."

"And, why did you get into his car last night?" Spencer questioned Aria and the latter looked uncomfortable with all of the questions being thrown at her.

"Spence, look," [Y/N] interrupted with a sigh, rubbing her forehead. Along with her leg, her head was starting to hurt as well with the tension in the room. "Aria's relationship with Mr. Fitz is the least of our concerns right now. We just found out who A is. What are we gonna do?"

"Okay," Spencer breathed out, nodding, and turned to Hanna. "Han, what exactly did you see again?"

"Well, I saw Aria go into the parked car," Hanna said, her gaze falling on [Y/N]'s injured leg subconsciously. "Then, I saw someone in a black hoodie write something on the back of the car window. When the person turned around, it was Noel."

"So, was he the one who ran me over?" [Y/N] asked. "I couldn't really see the driver."

The girls looked at each other, wondering the same.

"I'm not sure," Hanna answered first.

"It was too dark to see the driver," Emily added.

“Guys, it couldn’t have been Noel,” Aria said suddenly.

“Why do you sound so sure about it?” Spencer asked.

“Because, I saw him too. Well, I didn’t see him write on the back of Ezra’s car,” Aria replied. “But, after [y/n/n] was taken to the hospital, I saw him with the rest of the crowd. I don’t think he could’ve hit her, park the car, and then come back to the site of the accident all within a short amount of time.”

“So, are there two A’s?” [Y/N] asked nervously.

“Like, one is Noel who wrote the message on Mr. Fitz’s car and the other that drove me over?”

“I do not like the sound of that,” Hanna said, leaning her head on [Y/N]’s shoulder.

“None of us do, Han,” Spencer sighed.

…

Later that afternoon, [Y/N] was re-reading Harry Potter and the Chamber of Secrets for the nth time when there was a knock on the door of her hospital room.

"Come in," she called and marked the page she was on with her bookmark, leaving the book in her lap for the time being.

Her eyes watched in curiosity as the door slowly opened and she was taken aback when Jason slowly entered the room. He smiled at her and she noticed that he had a small lavender-colored gift bag in his hand.

"Jason?" she asked with a stunned smile.

"Hello, [Y/N]," he greeted, his smile faltering once he took in her bruised form.

"Hi! Come on in," she said and he moved further into the room, moving his eyes away from her leg that rested in a cast.

"Hey," he said in a whisper, standing next to the bed. "How- how are you?"

"I'm doing okay," she answered and he nodded. However, she could see the concern in his green eyes as they scanned over the bandage on her forehead, faint scratches on her arm, and on her injured leg again.

"My god, [Y/N], are you sure you're okay?" he asked, meeting her eyes again.

"I mean, it's not rainbows and unicorns at the moment," she chuckled. "But, I'll be alright."

He breathed out a laugh, shaking his head.

"What is it?" she asked curiously.

"Your positivity," he replied, smiling at her in rather awe. "It's amazing, really. I remember Ali used to go on and on about how you were the most positive out of the powerpuff girls."

"Ali called us powerpuff girls?" [Y/N] asked teasingly.

"Okay, that was me," he said sheepishly. "Sorry."

"Don't be, it's funny," she said, still chuckling before looking down at her lap for a moment. Noticing the book there, she moved it to the table beside her and faced Jason again. "Would you like to have a seat? There's the chair."

"Oh, sure," he replied before picking up the chair that was at the foot of the bed and moving it closer to her. "I met your parents and brother outside, by the way. They seemed busy on the phone."

"Don't remind me," [Y/N] shook her head tiredly. "Somehow the accident ended up on the news and everyone we know have been calling continuously. Mom, Dad, and [y/b/n] were ignoring them, but I asked them to answer the calls and just get it over with, you know?

"Besides, every time they look at me, they get this sad look in their eyes and I feel bad that I gave them this scare."

"Hey, no, it's not your fault that you got hurt," he said gently.

"I just wish I moved out of the car's way when I saw it come at me," [Y/N] said in a small voice. "Instead, I froze on the spot; it was like my brain stopped functioning."

"Do you think that it was an accident?" he asked.

"What?" [Y/N] asked, her heartbeat rising at his intent gaze on her. "I think so. I- I don't see why anyone would want to hit me on purpose."

"I have a feeling that something's going on," he spoke, continuing to look at her. "First, Ali went missing and they found her body literally after a year. Then, we did a memorial for her only for someone to destroy it so- so brutally. Then, when I saw you at the school the other day during the storm, you seemed pretty terrified after getting a text and literally flew out of the room. Now, someone ran you over with their car, [Y/N]. All of these can't be a coincidence, can they?"

"I- I don't know what to tell you, Jason," she replied with a soft sigh. She truly didn't and this topic made her feel uneasy. She had a feeling A was behind all of these incidents, but she couldn't tell Jason about them. She couldn't possibly put Jason in A's radar.

"[Y/N], please," he pleaded in a low voice. "Is there something going on? Is someone bothering you and your friends? Was someone trying to hurt Ali?"

"I really don't know," she answered helplessly and he let out a defeated sigh, dropping his gaze from hers. "If something was going on, especially if it was related to Ali, I would let you know. I promise."

He looked at her again in silence as if analyzing whether she was telling the truth or not. [Y/N] wasn't sure what he saw, but eventually, he looked convinced by her words.

"Thank you. Oh, and here," he said, handing her the small gift bag he had brought. "This is for you. It's a little get well soon present."

"Thank you," she replied, keeping the bag in her lap. "You know, you didn't have to."

"I wanted to," he shrugged, smiling.

"Well, thanks again," she replied, feeling her heart warm at his sweet gesture. She looked at the bag, but she couldn't see the contents in it due to the tissue papers he had placed in it. "What's in here?"

"Go ahead and look," he chuckled, causing her to grin sheepishly. However, she did as he said and moved the tissue papers to the side of the bag and gasped, her eyes widening.

"Oh my goodness!" she exclaimed in a whisper, taking the small otter plush toy out of the bag. She held it in both of her hands, gazing at it with heart eyes.

"Jason," she called, turning to him, and he was already looking at her with an affectionate smile. He found her reaction to the simple gift so cute and pure. "This is adorable! Thank you so much! How'd you know I like otters?"

"Guess," he said with a teasing glint in his eyes.

"Ali?" she asked and he confirmed with a nod. She was almost in disbelief at that idea that Ali had talked about them so much.

"You girls are all that she talked about most of the time," he shared with a sad but fond smile on his lips and she returned it.

"Thank you again," she said softly while hugging the otter close to her heart. "I love this little guy so much already."

"You're very welcome," he couldn't help but laugh at her words. The way she found happiness in the smallest of things made him adore her further. He didn't think the gift was a big deal. However, seeing the way she was holding the plush toy as if it was a prized possession warmed his heart and he was glad that at times he had paid attention to Ali's tales about her friends.

"So, I should get going now," he said in a low voice, regretting the words that left his lips.

"Oh, okay," she replied in an equally low voice that made him wonder if she was going to miss him as much as he would miss her the moment they would be away from each other. "Are you going to stick around here for a while?"

Was that hope he heard in her voice?

He shook away his mind voice and looked at her with guilt.

"I'm actually leaving town," he said, making her heart drop.

"Oh," a barely audible whisper was all she could manager. She cleared her throat before speaking again. "When do you leave?"

"Later today," he answered. "I'll be back, though. Soon, hopefully. Sorry, I don't mean to drop all this on you."

"No, don't be," she shook her head, a small smile stretching her lips in order to reassure him. "Are you driving?"

"Yes," he nodded.

"Drive safe, okay?" she said.

"Of course," he smiled at her. "And, you take care of yourself, alright?"

"I will," she nodded.

"And, please let me know if…" he trailed off and she understood perfectly.

"I will, Jason," there was something in her voice that made him trust her words and he nodded at her gratefully.

With one last smile, he got up and moved the chair he was sitting on to its previous position by the foot of the bed. He once again moved closer to [Y/N] to say his goodbyes. For now.

"I guess this is goodbye," he said.

"I believe in see you laters," she chuckled, making him do the same. "Thank you for visiting me and for the gifts. I appreciate it."

"Anytime, [Y/N]," he replied before his gaze dropped from her for few moments before returning back to hers. "Is it okay if I give you a hug?"

"Yes," she whispered after a few moments, subconsciously opening her arms for him. Jason leaned down and he was as gentle as possible as he held her in his arms. One of his hands cradled the back of her head against his shoulder and the other wrapped around her shoulders. [Y/N] slowly brought her arms around him and rested them on his shoulder blades.

Jason was the first to pull back from the hug, not wanting to overstep any boundaries. [Y/N] moved her hands back in her lap and smiled up at him as he looked at her.

"I'm so glad you're okay," he told her quietly, his hand holding the side of her head for a few more seconds before he stepped back, creating a little distance between them. "Please stay safe."

"I will," she replied in an equally quiet voice. "You too."

He nodded at her and slowly walked backwards before stopping at the door.

"See you later, [Y/N]," he said with a smile, which she returned instantly.

"See you later, Jason," she said and watched as he stepped out of the room, closing the door behind him.

[Y/N] let out a small sigh and looked down at the otter plush, smiling fondly at it. Her heart felt a little heavy at the thought that Jason would be miles away from Rosewood, from her, soon. At the same time, his word of coming back soon made her feel relieved.

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i1f3klic · 10 months

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Dark! Jason Dilaurentis X Black Reader

Warnings: language, back shots, slight forced motion, bathroom sex, oral

"y/n, get your ass over here right now" the blonde said through the phone. You and four others were best friends with the meanest girl in Rosewood.

Even worse, she would force you specifically to sleepover at her house. Days ago, she had told you she was getting anonymous texts from someone named "A". Meaning, Allison was as clingy has ever. I’ve never seen her scared before. I was genuinely worried.

So when she called I always went.

"Fine, just let me pack my stuff" I uttered. I frantically stuffed my bag with needed necessities, and made my way over to Ali's.

I knocked on her front door and to my surprise, her big brother Jason answered it. He glared at me erotically, as if I wore a naked bird waiting for its mother to bathe him.

The glare went on for about a minute. Was he going to let me through or what. I hope Alison comes down the stairs, I hate awkward silences. Jason was so tall and so muscular you could his body print through the shirt. I couldn’t deny it, Jason was really fine. The first time I met him was in the summer of 6th grade, I was sure he was annoyed by me.

“Do you wanna go to your friend or should I close the door” he asks. I shake my head yes and walk past him and I go straight to Allison’s room. I don’t even look back, my body aches in embarrassment. Jason seemed mad, maybe something happened before I came and now I made him more upset.

Hours have gone by, and we still haven't figured out who "A" is. I don’t want to sound like a bad friend or anything but I’m not really surprised that Allison has someone bothering her. She torments other people and I hate when she does that shit. I almost stopped being her friend because of it ,she begged me for days to forgive her and I finally budged.

Allison was really scared though, I’d never seen her in this state before, she’s usually the bully but now she’s the bullied. She’s digging in her box, looking at all the notes from A. I squeeze her shoulder, so she’s knows I’m here for her. “Alli maybe you should give this a break, and A hasn’t texted once since I have been here, maybe they’re done”

“They are not, I’m telling you if u weren’t here, they would be sending paper plates to my window with threats” She looks at me as her face is puffy, I haven’t made to much attention to her face since I got here, but her eyes are puffy and her skin is red. She had been crying. “We could go to the cops and report them” As I finish the sentence she breaks out into tears crashing into her bed. “Don’t you think I thought that, they’ll hurt me if I do it” I’m about to open myself but her mother walks right in and calls us for dinner.

The table was so quiet, it differed largely from my household. There was no loud kids crying , no small conversations nothing.

I kept trying to figure out who would be trying to mess with Allison but the list of people who hated ali was too long. She’s so scared and fragile kind of like a baby, it was like I was walking on glass around her. I could say one thing and she’ll crack. I didn’t know what to say to her and she didn’t tell the rest of the girls, so I don’t have anyone else to talk about this too.

I picked at my spaghetti and meatballs, twirling the noodles on my fork. My thoughts were interrupted when I felt a large hand on my thigh, I look down to see Jason's hand caressing it.

I didn’t hate it, it’s not like Jason was unattractive but he was Ali’s big brother so he was automatically off limits. I learned that when Hannah looked at him too hard last summer and Ali had a fit. If she sees this she’s definitely gonna do more then have a fit. I can’t do this Ali, she was just crying infront of me upstairs and now I’m getting touched by her brother, am I a bad friend.

I closed my eyes hoping when I open them again his hand would disappear but it didn’t. I opened them again to still see his hand still on my bare thigh. I had to leave. Allison and I have had our arguments and pretty fights but this is pushing it. I get Allison mad but who knows what she would do is she was furious.

"Can I be excused" I asked before getting up without hearing an answer. I had to get out of that situation, I head to bathroom and wash my face, I was sweating like crazy. I look at myself in the mirror to see Jason behind me. His hard body was pressed up on my butt. I realize I was practically arching in front of the mirror.

“You were gonna leave with out saying goodbye” he asked. I look at him using the mirror,he was looking down at me. N-no just needed to step away for a few” I stuttered. He moved his body slowly caressing his groan on my butt.The feeling was painful but a good painful, I wanted to feel more of that.

If Ali sees this I’m dead. Before I knew it Jason pants came off and so did mine. He bent me over the sink and my arch was lowkey pretty. He moved his dick up and down, teasing me. He slide it inside slowly , we both moaned as it was entering. He started slow and I couldn’t control myself, my moans were just slipping out with no control. Hearing this he went even faster, he covered my mouth. So nobody would hear, his groans were low and sexy.

"You like that princess" he asked. I couldn’t even answer, his dick was taking me away. He went faster and faster, you could hear the sink rattling a little bit. I was enjoying it but I was getting worried, what if Allison came looking for me, I’ve been gone for some time now. He grabs my neck and he goes fully in, he takes slow shots. I’m taking every inch of him. He groaned loudly, he came.

He was so close behind me, I could feel his body heat. He turned me around and looked in my face. I didn’t look away for a second. He was so beautiful I couldn’t take my eyes off him. His lips looked so soft, I had to taste them. I leaned in and kissed him , he kissed back. Our tongues were fighting each other and his mouth tasted like fresh mint. He was such a good kisser, I loved every sound he made. He groaned and I moaned, he reached into my shirt grabbing my titties. He took them out the bra and started touching my nibbles. His hands were so cold, goosebumps came over my body. He lifted up my shirt and started sucking my titties.

Nobody has ever done that to me before. The boys in this town don’t know how to please a girl, since jason was man he knew how to do it. He looked up at me with his brown/green eyes (I forgot the color), he looked like an angel, my pussy was in heat, I took his hands and brought them down to my pussy, he took a look at me and put his head in between my legs. I moaned softly, so he could hear. His head was warm and his tongue was so wet. He was eating me out, it felt so good. I was leaking into his mouth and he slurped up everything. “Jason” I moan. I brush my hand through his hair, it was extremely soft. As I came in his mouth, there was a knock on the door, Ali was on the other side of it.

“Y/n, Y/n” she screamed, she banged on the door, I was so scared I pushed jason off of me and started putting my clothes on. He looks at me calm, I motion my hand to the shower , and he goes in it I throw him his clothes and I leave the bathroom.

“What took you so long”

“I had gas” I lied.

“Ew” she said, she walks and I follow behind her. More A hunt, I turn around and I see Jason quietly leaving the bathroom. We lock eyes and he blows me a kiss. Oh my god Jason is so fine

Note;

I rewrote it, hope y’all enjoy.

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natsvenom · 4 months

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Every Minute, Every Second

Jason DiLaurentis x Montgomery!Reader

Based on the post-dollhouse episodes of PLL but not much relation to actual episodes.

No mentions of Y/n.

SUMMARY: You and the other liars have been rescued from the dollhouse and you finally reunite with your boyfriend who you've been infatuated with since you've met. He's always been affectionate with you, but now he never wants to let you go.

WARNINGS! Mentions of kidnapping, torture, abuse, etc. Smut!!

The sound of the fire alarm blaring in your ears made you anxious, reminding you of all the times Charles had turned on the ear bleeding sound through the speakers to torture you. Suddenly you became aware of your surroundings, noticing the heat from the fire that was spreading around you burning your skin. You watched as every last memory Charles had left of his life burn to ashes.

“Let’s go!” Spencer shouted, grabbing your arm as you and the rest of the girls rushed out of the room to safety.

You rushed down the dark narrow hallway, calling out for Mona. Who had been missing since earlier, “Help me please!” Mona screamed. You could hear her sobs coming from a room ahead of you. You ran toward the door, prying it open with your bruised hands. You looked around hastily, searching for Mona. As you looked down you saw a terrified Mona, her arms were wrapped around her chest as her sobs echoed through out the entire room. Though it looked more like a dungeon to you.

You and the girls found a long strand of thick rope, you used it to help pull Mona out of the hole. It took all your strength, still feeling weak from everything you had endured in the past three weeks. As you finally managed to free Mona, you and the girls ran down the hall, searching for escape. You stopped running once you reached the ladder toward freedom. You climbed as fast as you could, your hands shaking as your feet stumbled a few times. It seemed useless though as you could barely get the door open. The smoke started spreading throughout the bunker as it made its way into your lungs. The smoke scratched your throat, making your chest hurt from choking, but by some sort of miracle, the door came open as you ran out into freedom.

As you ran out you saw people who you thought you might never see again: Alison, Caleb, Toby. But most importantly you saw him. The man who you spent every second worrying about, wondering how he chose to cope. You froze in your place, locking eyes with him. You missed that blonde hair, remembering the times you’d run your fingers through it. But his eyes were what got to you, they were glassy, he looked like he was about to cry, they were somehow greener than you remembered. Even though they weren’t the color of the ocean, you still felt yourself drowning in them.

You broke out of your trance, darting over to him as fast a your feet would take you. You jumped into his arms, wrapping yours around his neck. His arms wrapped around your back, squeezing you so tight you thought you might explode, but you couldn’t bring yourself to care. The only thing that mattered in this moment was that he was there, in front of you.

You squeezed your eyes shut tightly, feeling the tears beginning to fall. He had one hand on your back and the other was in your hair. He couldn’t believe you were here, in his arms. He didn’t know if he could ever let you go again. Every minute he was awake, he spent searching for you. Every second of the day, he spent worrying that he would never see you again. He removed his arm from your back, now holding your face in his hands, looking into your eyes.

You could tell he was deep in thought, but right now all you wanted to do was kiss him. You pulled him close, attaching your lips to his, sighing into him. You missed him every minute you were in there. Every second. You put your hands in his hair, tugging at the strands. He kept his hands on your face, his thumbs rubbing your cheeks softly.

He pulled away hesitantly, pushing lose strands of hair behind your ear, “I love you.” He spoke softly, resting his forehead against yours. You should see the tears falling from his eyes, you brought your hand up to his face and wiped the tears away with your thumb.

“I love you too, Jase.” You said, your voice still slightly scratchy from the smoke. He pulled you into another tight embrace, resting his head on top of yours with his arms around your upper back. You wrapped yours around his waist as your head lay on his chest.

The EMTS wanted to take you to the hospital, considering you had inhaled a bunch of smoke. But mostly because of being kidnapped for three weeks, nobody had any idea on what happened to you and they needed to make sure there were no serious injuries. You told them you wouldn’t go unless Jason could go with you, not wanting to be alone another second. The whole time he held your hand, or ran his fingers through your hair. There was never a second he wasn’t touching you. You missed the small moments of intimacy like this.

At the hospital the doctors treated a small cut you hand on your forehead, and wrapped your bruised knuckles with bandages. They also gave you fluids as you were severely dehydrated, which didn’t surprise you as Charles had left you outside for almost three days straight. Luckily, there were no major issues so you were cleared to go the same day.

You wanted nothing more than to be with Jason, but your parents got to the hospital and wanted you and Aria to stay home for the time being. You couldn’t have been more disappointed, you understood, but it still pissed you off. Your parents had always been protective as parents should be, but right now the safest you felt was with Jason.

As you got home, you walked into your bedroom, feeling extremely uncomfortable. You couldn’t help but remember every moment of torture you had endured in the dollhouse. You wanted nothing more than to rip every thing off the walls, get rid of every item that was laid on your desk, rip each and every book off the shelves, but you didn’t. What you didn’t realize as you stared at your no longer comfort zone, was that Jason was behind you, assessing your every move. He wanted to say something, but he didn’t wanna scare you, he also didn’t wanna approach you just in case you flinched away. So, instead he knocked on your already open door.

You turned around to see him leaning against the door frame. In the dark you weren’t really able to see him, but now, in the dim light of your room, you got a good look at him. He looked different, his hair was tousled and you could see the puffiness of his eyes. You walked up to him and put your hand on his cheek, circling your thumb over it. He leaned into your touch, staring into your eyes.

“You don’t mind if I stay, do you?” He asked softly.

“Of course not,” You said, “I feel safer when you’re here.” You confessed. He grabbed the hand that was on his face and pulled it away so he was now holding your hand. He stepped inside your room and closed the door. He pulled you over to the bed, lying down first and pulling you on top of him. You cuddled into his chest, grasping his shirt into your hands.

You knew the moment was entirely chaste right now but you couldn’t help but feel a burning feeling for him. You haven’t been able to entirely feel him in three weeks, you missed the moments when he would lather your entire body with soft kisses, leaving marks where only he could see.

You pulled your head up from his chest and sat up straight on his lap, looking into his sea green eyes. You planted your hands on his lower torso, just above the waistband of his pants. He looked into your eyes, searching for what was going through your head in this exact moment. His question was answered when you leaned in and kissed him, your hands running down his body.

He put his hands on your face pulling you away momentarily, “As much as I’d like to, are you sure you want to?” He asked, pushing the lose strands of hair behind your ear.

“Yes, I’m sure. I need to feel you.” You answered desperately, putting your hands under his shirt. He sighed at the feeling of your hands on his skin. You leaned back down, kissing him harder. His hands found their way to your hips, squeezing slightly. You moaned into the kiss as he sat up, the friction making you ache for him. You broke the kiss, tugging at his shirt. He assisted you on taking it off, giving you full view of his body.

He flipped you over on your back, hovering over you as blonde strands of his hair dangled above your face. You traced one of your fingers down his abdomen, making his shiver. He grabbed your hands and pinned them to the sides of your head, but not forcing them to stay there. You knew if you asked him to be rough with you, he would say no, in fear of hurting you, so you didn’t ask.

He planted kisses down your throat, sucking at the one spot he knew would get a reaction out of you. You whimpered, fidgeting beneath him. He smirked into your neck, putting his hands under your sweater, just resting beneath your bra. He pulled your sweater over your head and tossed it on the floor. He began kissing all the way down your body, from your collarbone, to your chest, all the way down to your abdomen, stopping when he reaches your the waistband of your cotton shorts. He looked up at you for permission, when you nod he pulls them down and tosses them on the floor by your previously discarded sweater.

He hovers over you, running his hands all over your body, making you whine for him to touch you. His hand slides down to your thigh, rubbing circles with his thumb just before he slides it further up. His fingers trace over your underwear, putting the tips of his fingers in to pull them completely off, making you feel slightly insecure under his gaze. He somehow senses your fears and kisses you with so much passion and neediness that you think you’ll implode.

“You’re beautiful, so beautiful.” He mumbles, snaking his hands behind your back to unclasp your bra and disregard it with the rest of your clothes. Your completely vulnerable beneath him and he knows it.

You shiver as his hands trail from beneath your back and down your waist and hips.

“Jase.” You whine, clenching against nothing. He knows what you want and he knows exactly how to give it to you. He wasn’t going to deprive you now. He trails his fingers down your thighs, all the way down your legs and stops as he reaches your ankles. You let out a shaky breath, trying not to unravel completely.

He throws your legs over his shoulders, holding down on to your hips, pushing you into the mattress to keep you from moving. In one swift movement, he attached his mouth to your clit, sucking harshly. You moaned his name, tugging at his hair. You attempted to squeeze your thighs together but his hands kept you pried open.

You loved the way his muscles tensed as he wrapped his arms around your legs, holding you in place. It just turned you on that much more. He always noticed the “sneaky” glances you’d take at him, though he’d never admit it to you.

“Jase, please.” You begged, wanting to feel all of him. He seemed to understand what you meant as his mouth left your clit. You sighed, the sudden emptiness leaving you desperate for something more. He let go over your legs, hovering back over you. You pushed the blonde strands of hair out of his face and pulled him into a needy kiss. You hands trailed from his face to the waist band of his sweatpants. You were quick to untie the strings, tugging his pants down. He assited you, pulling them down the rest of the way. He reacted quick, grinding into you desperately. You whimpered at the sudden friction, feeling yourself getting wetter.

“Don’t tease.” You mumbled, almost incoherently. He chuckled at your neediness, loving how he got you all riled up underneath him. You put the tips of your fingers in his boxers, pulling them down. You really did not want to waste any time.

“Someones a little desperate.” He joked, watching your every movement. You looked at him as you rolled your eyes. He leaned his forhead against yours, searching your eyes for any sense of regret. But the only thing he saw was love. He kissed you passionately as he pushed into you. You moaned into his mouth, the sudden feeling of being stretched out hurting you ever so slightly. He was doing his best to go easy on you, making sure you were comfortable the whole time. Usuaully, you would protest against the delicacy, but this was different. You were making love, not fucking.

He thrusted in and out of you at a steady pace, his hands were in your hair, keeping his lips attached to yours the entire time. You could tell he was resisting the urge to go faster, you knew it wouldn’t be the only time he walked on eggshells around you. As tired and bruised up from the dollhouse as you were, you needed him to go faster.

“Jason, go faster.” You whined, wrapping your arms around his neck tightly.

“I don’t wanna hurt you.” He mumbled, maintaining his steady but slightly wavering pace.

“You won’t, I promise.” You assured, bucking your hips upword, trying to get as much of him in you as possible. He looked at you for any sign of reluctance, but was met with none. He started moving in you faster.

“Jason.” You moaned his name, turning him on more. He got quicker, more rapid, as he thrust in and out of you. You closed your eyes tightly, sighing at the overwhelming pleasure. You felt your walls tightening, you knew you were close. You whimpered, feeling yourself ready to completely fall apart beneath him.

“Shh, just let go.” He whispered in your ear, making you shudder. You felt your body giving into him, you couldn’t hold it in anymore. You came around him, causing him to groan in your ear. His thrusts began wavering, clearly chasing his own release. You noticed he was about to pull out, but you put your hands on his biceps to stop him.

“Don’t.” You pleaded, you knew it was risky, but you really wanted to feel all of him.

“You sure?” He asked, uncertainty in his eyes. You put your arms around his neck and nodded, looking at him with doe eyes. He pushed into you a few more times before he came inside of you, burying his head into your neck as he did.

You put hands in his hair, twisting the strands around between your fingers. You were both a panting mess against each other, your hair was messy, lip gloss smudged, him leaking out of you. Every minute, and every second of it was perfect.

Soo, this is my first imagine, so I hope you like it. I'm not familiar with writing smut, so if there's anything I can do to fix it, lmk! I write stories on Wattpad, and I'm currently in the process in writing a Jason fic and Derek Hale. They're not published yet, but once they get to at least twenty chapters I'm going to post it.

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buckyseddie · 2 years

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heated arguments

pairings — jason dilaurentis x fem!marin!reader

summary — in which, after jason finds out the truth about ‘a’, it causes issues for her relationship with him.

word count — 805.

warnings — angry/protective!jason, angst, fluff, mentions of ‘a’,

notes — oopsies, another jason imagine :). i’m sorry! he’s just so freaking cute, and honestly, i’m TOTALLY simping for him. hehe <3. also, sorry, this is really short! gif and divider creds to owner!

p.s., feedback is very much encouraged and appreciated <3.

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EVEN WITH ALL THE CAREFUL moves [y/n] made to keep her years-long tormentor a secret from her boyfriend, he still found out, eventually.

that’s the thing about secrets; no matter how hard you try to hide them, they’ll eventually spill out — one way or another.

as [y/n] was taking a quick shower before her and jason’s movie date at her house, he showed up earlier than usual.

“she’s in the shower. she should be out any minute.” hanna, her younger sister tells him as he nods and walks up to her bedroom, to wait on her.

a few minutes pass by as he sits on her newly-made bed and waits on his girlfriend.

but, after her cell phone rings on her dresser, he no longer focuses on waiting for her as he goes up to it.

the second he got up, he knew it wasn’t right, looking at her phone.

but, the curiosity wins over the smarter side of him as he glances down at the screen.

i wonder how poor jason would feel when he finds out about me. —a.

but, before jason can react further to the text, [y/n]’s bathroom door opens.

“hey, you’re here ear—” she says, stopping immediately as she notices him standing by her dresser, her cell phone clutched in his hands.

“what are you doing with my phone?” she asks, her voice tensing up in fear of what he could’ve discovered.

and by the look he wears, it’s clear to her exactly what he found.

“i’m sorry for looking at your phone. i know it’s an invasion of privacy. but, who the hell is ‘a’?” he exclaims in anger, slamming her cell phone back down on the dresser.

“you shouldn’t have went on my phone. you had no right!” she exclaims, rushing over to her cell phone to read what he had looked at.

“you’re right. but, i think i deserve to know why you’re lying to me!” he exclaims back, eyes almost blazing out in anger as he throws his hands up in the air in exasperation.

after seeing the way jason looked at her in betrayal, [y/n] sighs in defeat.

“j, just give me a minute to get dressed and then i’ll tell you everything, okay?” she asks softly and he nods, still quite angry.

he sits back down on the edge of her bed as she walks over to her dresser, grabbing some pajamas to wear.

once she has them in her hands, she shuts her open drawers and walks back to the bathroom, shutting the door.

once she’s changed into her pjs, and brushed her hair and teeth, she shuts off the light and opens the door, exiting the bathroom to sit down beside her confused boyfriend.

“look, i’m sorry i lied to you. but, i only did it to protect you.” she starts off, sighing as jason knits his brows together in confusion.

“what do you mean protect me? i’m the one that’s supposed to protect you!” he exclaims incredulously, even more confused and maybe, even a little more angry.

“i mean, that this ‘a’ person isn’t screwing around! they have been my tormenter, along with emily, hanna, aria, spencer, and alison. they have us watched twenty-four-seven and they have all our secrets to use against us and constantly make our lives a living hell! they’re extremely dangerous and he or she doesn’t like it when we tell other people, like our boyfriends or girlfriends about all of this.” [y/n] admits, not daring to look into her boyfriend’s eyes, knowing he could leave at any moment.

“why wouldn’t you tell me this!?” he exclaims, getting up, frustrated that she went through god-knows-what all alone.

“because of this! i knew you’d get mad like you are now! do you have any idea what it’s like? knowing that someone like ‘a’ could easily tear us apart?” she exclaims, her voice breaking, tears building up and escaping down to her cheeks.

jason looks at her for a second, noticing the heartbroken look in her eyes.

without another thought, he sighs and walks towards her, pulling her into his chest, arms wrapping around her.

her body shakes uncontrollably, crying into his chest as she fists his shirt into her hands.

“i—i’m so—sorry…” she trails off, hiccuping.

“no, no. don’t apologize. i shouldn’t have jumped at your throat. i’m sorry, baby. i’m so sorry that you’ve been going through this all alone. i promise, i’m going to be here to support you more than i have, okay?” he murmurs as she nods, hugging him further.

they stay like that for minutes, before they pull away and jason wipes away her tears.

the rest of the night, they spend it cuddling on her bed as he whispers sweet nothings into her ear and they both fall asleep like that.

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haileygarciasunshine · 3 years

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Welcome to The Dollhouse

Pairing: Jason Dilaurentis x Fem!Reader

Written: June 24th, 2021

Posted: June 24th, 2021

Warning: some swearing.

Word Count: 834

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“What the hell Mona?” You screeched. “You could’ve gotten us killed!”

Moving to lunge at her, Spencer was quick to grab ahold of your wrist.

“Easy, Y/N.” Hannah, hissed. “We all want to take a turn.”

“We could beat the crap out of you.” You snarled, rage overwhelming you.

Jumping back, Mona’s features normal stock expression changed to one of fear. It wan’t long before her face had turned back to a normal one that wasn’t readable.

“Who the hell is read coat, Mona?” You questioned, clenching your teeth as you crossed your arms along your chest.

“I don’t know.” She spat.

Scoffing, you raised an eyebrow. “Bullshit.”

Rolling your eyes, you let out a huff. “I need some air.”

Storming out of Spencers house, you walked in the direction of the barn.

“Y/N?”

Turning on your heel, you felt your stomach flutter. Locking eyes with Jason, you made your way towards him.

“What’re you doing out here?” You questioned, your eyes darting around.

“I could ask you the same thing.” Jason spoke. Without looking at him, you knew his lips would be holding a smirk.

Your lips curled up, as you shook your head.

“I…I needed some air.” You finally spoke, shifting from foot to foot.

“Ah.” He responded nodding his head in understanding. “I get it.”

You hummed in response. “Your turn.”

Letting out a chuckle, he shook his head. “Yard work.”

“Hm.”

“If I don’t do it, nobody else will.” He shrugged before leaning down and yanking a tall weed from the ground.

As he did so, his biceps rippled as his veins popped out. Taking in a sharp breath, the fluttering had returned. It wasn’t long before you felt the heat cascade along your cheeks.

Clearing your throat you averted your gaze, before Jason could catch you staring at him.

Tossing the weed into a pile of others he had already pulled, he took a step towards you. “You okay?”

Glancing into his eyes, you felt frozen. Not trusting your words, you gave him a simple nod.

“You sure?” He pressed, closing more space between you. Reaching up, he tucked a piece of hair behind your ear. It must have fallen in your face while you watched him. Being too engrossed with him, you hadn’t noticed.

“Y-Yeah.” You stuttered. Cringing at your tone, you let out a huff.

Without saying another word, Jason closed the remaining space between you. His hand had begun cradling your jaw, as his chest was nearly touching yours.

Gazing into his eyes, you felt your heart begin beating at a rapid pace. Angling your face upwards, Jason was silently asking for permission. His other hand coming up and cradling your jaw.

Finding yourself at a loss of words, you wanted to know what Jason’s lips felt like against your. You wanted to know if they would be as soft as you had always imagined, yet you found yourself hesitating.

Jason leaned in further allowing him to rest his forehead against yours. The breaths you took, became intertwined with Jason. Your senses became overwhelmed by him.

Squeezing your eyes shut, you turned your head. “W-We shouldn’t.”

“Why not?” Jason questioned, his voice filled with emotion.

“We…We can’t hurt Aria.” You spoke willing yourself to move away from him.

Once you mustered up enough strength, you pulled away putting space between you. Catching your wrist, Jason frowned. His eyebrows furrowed together in confusion.

“Y/N?” Spencer’s voice called from her yard. “Are you okay?”

Yanking your wrist free, you raced back to her yard. “Hi, Spence.”

“There you are!” She exclaimed, relief washing over her. “You had me worried for a moment!”

Shrugging, you smoothed down your shirt. “Yeah…I’m okay.” You frowned.

“You sure?” She questioned placing a comforting arm along your shoulders. “You look like something’s wrong.”

“No!” You shrieked earning a questioning glance from her. “N-No. Nothing’s wrong.” You tried.

Without saying a word, Spencer gave you a simple nod.

—

Groaning, you lulled your head to the side. Reaching up, you attempted to shield your eyes from the bright light above you. Opening your eyes, you were greeted with the sight of your friends.

Turning your head, you were greeted with the same view. Panic began bubbling up inside you. Jolting upward, you gazed around the room. The hair on your arms and neck stood at attention. The feeling of being watched weighted heavily on you. Glancing down, you were covered with a paper thin blanket, while on a metal gurnee.

“Y/N?” Hannah’s voice rang through your ears. “Where are we?”

“I-I don’t know.” You frowned furrowing your eyebrows together in confusion. “The last thing I remember….”

“Was getting into an accident.” Emily finished for you.

Turning to face glance at her, the rest of the girls shared your expression.

The door burst open, revealing a blonde Mona.

“It’s about time you guys showed up.” She spoke in a chirpy voice.

“Welcome to the Dollhouse.”

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the-girl-who-used-to-write · 5 years

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Never Meant

Anon, I’m sorry this is so late but this one is for you!

Ship- Jason DiLaurentis x Reader

I’m afraid you were right, I’ve always been self-involved. I never meant to hurt anyone; every word I say feels wrong.

I’m afraid they were wrong; hell is not a place at all. It’s realizing that I’m truly alone at some point; ‘I’m sorry’ isn’t enough.

With the things Jason had done, he wasn’t expecting people to be forgiving straight away. He wished that he didn’t do all these things and that he wouldn’t be hated by the people he loved but at this point, there was nothing else he could do. The girl he loved couldn’t stand to look at him. (Y/N) was the stone that broke the camel’s back and when she broke up with him, he realised all of his wrong-doings. He came to realise how self-involved he could be and how much his words could hurt people without him realising it. It reached the point where his constant apologies wouldn’t work.

I never meant to hurt anyone.

It’s getting bad again; I don’t know the person I’ve become. I never meant to hurt anyone, treading water with my stomach in knots.

Jason did try to get (Y/N) back after their breakup. His stomach was completely knotted and he felt as if he was trying to tread water, but he only ended up drowning. She completely refused him and it forced him to look in the mirror at the man he had become. He absolutely hated the person he had become. He didn’t want to hurt anyone but his actions had even more severe consequences than he ever expected, and now he felt worse than ever.

It’s getting bad again. God, I’m starting to lose my head. Biting my nails to the skin, at some point you’ve gotta stop letting me in.

I always end up hurting everyone, always end up hurting everyone.

I never meant to hurt anyone.

Jason was a mess. His nails were all bitten down to the cuticle, his head was screaming and his body was slowly getting ready to give up. Even though he wanted nothing more than for his girlfriend and his friends to just come back to him, he was thankful that they weren’t there. He was in too much of a bad place for them to feel safe around him; he didn’t feel safe around himself.

He never wanted to hurt anybody but he always ended up doing so. No matter how hard he tried not to, something always went wrong and the people around him would leave because he had damaged them too much. Now, they had reached the breaking point. He couldn’t hurt them anymore.

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allisonbaelfire · 5 years

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Remember To Breathe

Pairings: Jason DiLaurentis x Reader

Summary: “A” finally made it to bring your friends and you behind bars - you thought, until you woke up and found yourself in a dollhouse.

Word Count: 3,163

Authors Note: This is based on 5x25 and 6x01 - I already wrote a fic similar to this one but I was never satisfied with it so I rewrote it and hope you’ll like it! (The old one was “Kidnapped”)

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DiLaurentis House:

“Toby, Lieutenant Tanner,” Jason sighed, he seemed pissed as he stepped outside the door. “how can I help you?” He looked at Tanner. “I mean you’ve my sister and now my girlfriend, so what else could I possibly give you?”

Toby looked worried. He didn’t know how to tell Jason that the Van, which was supposed to transfer you and your friends into a different prison to separate you all from Alison, crashed and that you girls are missing.

Tanner noticed that Toby was overwhelmed by the situation, his girlfriend was missing too and so she stepped in, “Mr. DiLaurentis, I’m very sorry but I’ve to inform you that Y/N and her friends are missing.”

Jason listened. Toby didn’t know how to interpret his expression, was he shocked because of you missing or was he mad and about to yell at Tanner and him?

One thing Toby did know was that Jason loved you, at least as much as he loved Spencer, and that he could relate to Jason’s feelings, no matter how he’d react now.

Jason started laughing sarcastically. “Th- This is all your fault.” He couldn’t stop himself. “She came to you! Y/N, she tried to tell you and you didn’t listen - even Hanna tried and you didn’t care.” Jason became angry. “And now you lost her. This is on you and this stupid town.”

“Mr. DiLaurentis, I understand that you’re upset but we try our best to find them and if you could help us in anyway, it’d be-”

“No.”

Tanner looked at Toby because she thought she didn’t hear right. “No?”

“No, I think you should leave my property.” Jason crashed through his door and slammed it behind him.

~*~

You and Jason had been a couple for a few years now, you two somehow already lived together and had planned a future, one that Jason wanted to make official with proposing to you, after everything with “A” would finally be over - but maybe now it was to late.

Jason tried to hold it together but as he stepped into the living room and saw a picture of you and him his body tensed and he couldn’t hold back some tears.

He went over and took the picture into his hand. Jason smiled as he remembered the moment the picture was made. You were should met his family for the ‘first’ time. You actually knew them, when you were friends with Alli but this was different and you were so nervous before. It turned out it was the best evening he ever had with his parents.

Jason took his phone out and called Caleb. He knew Caleb had probably looked for Hanna already and besides Toby, he trusted him. You were always honest with Jason and told him everything about “A”, no matter the danger that came with it because you knew, you two would deal with it. Jason knew, Hanna told Caleb too.

“We’ve to find them on our own.” He said in a serious tone.

~*~

In the Dollhouse:

You woke up when the sun was shining on your face. You were not quite awake yet but you already noticed that something wasn’t right.

Usually when you woke up, you’d find Jason right beside you, still asleep... but now you were all by yourself and this never happened, you were always the first to wake up.

“Jason?” You called for him.

It was still possible that he might fell asleep on the couch or had to use the bathroom.

Then you remembered. Your friends and you had a car crash and someone shoot a smoky gas.

You stood up immediately. You noticed that someone put a lot of effort in the room you were in, to make it look like the same as the real one but as you saw the camera above you, you were sure that this wasn’t your home.

Your hands shook and your heart thudded in your chest. Where were you? Where were your friends? The tension in your body started to grow. You were trying to find a way out but all you found out was that you were a prisoner in a room that looked like your home and there was no way out.

“HEEEEEEEEEEEELP!” You screamed with all the air you had in your lungs and hammered with your fist against the door until it hurts.

After minutes, which seemed for you to be hours, a woman’s voice ring out of the loudspeaker. She greeted you in different languages and told you to exit your room.

~*~

You stepped out of your room and into a nearly dark hallway, where you finally saw all of your friends. You ran over to them and pulled them into a hug. All of you were still in in those orange suits they gave you before you got into the van. You were glad that you weren’t alone in this nightmare anymore but your body was still on alarm.

“What is this place?” Aria asked. She seemed like she hadn’t slept for days.

“I think that this is ‘A’s House.” Hanna replied with the same tired look in her eyes.

“More like ‘A’s Dollhouse.” Spencer added.

Emily looked at you. “Yes, and we’re the dolls.”

You started to take short breaths and your heart was pounding faster.

While the others looked around to find away out or to see anything that could help escaping, Spencer noticed your breathing and took your hand. “Calm down Y/N, we’re all here.”

Hanna was confused. “What is happening to her?”

You realized that everything around you slowed down but your movements became faster. You had a panic attack. You had those before but with different triggers. Spencer was the only one who knew about them.

“Y/N, look at me. You’re not alone and we’ll get out of here!” She tried her best to sound convincing. “You’ve space, you can move. Everything will be alright.”

You breathing didn’t stabilized. Spencer knew that you had those panic attacks since you got locked up by ‘A’ in a box at the train-party, Jason told her. He asked for her help as you became afraid of small rooms or feeling locked up in anyway, because it happened a lot by the time and for him, Spencer was the closest of your friends.

Spencer suddenly had an idea. “Think about what he’d tell you.”

And you did as she told you. You remembered Jason’s voice and tried to hear it as clearly as you could. You nearly could imagine how he’d look at you while trying to calm you and this actually calmed you down.

“How did you do that?” Aria asked Spencer.

“Y/N, are you alright?” Emily placed a hand on your shoulder and you nodded.

“Please, follow the lighted pathway.” You hear the loudspeaker-female voice again.

You looked at each other. All of you were confused and angry at the same time.

“Please, follow the lighted pathway.”

Hanna clenched her teeth. “We heard you, Bitch.”

You wrapped your hands around her Hanna’s arm and all of you followed the lights, that were placed near the ground on each side of the walls that surrounded you.

~*~

You entered a room that looked exactly alike to the DiLaurentis living room. You saw a woman- at least you thought it had to be a woman, as you saw the long blond hair, you thought for a second it could be Alison - but she had a mask on, so you couldn’t see her real face. She way playing a classical piano song, which sounded familiar to you...

Emily took a step forward, “Ali, is that you?”

The woman stopped playing the piano and pulled off the mask she wore.

You looked at each other in disbelief. It was Mona. You thought she was dead for so long but seeing her alive and well was a relieve, even when it shocked you at first.

Mona was dressed like Alison, in the night she disappeared. She also acted like her, which confused all of you more than the whole situation already did.

~*~

Caleb’s House:

Jason entered Calebs room and saw him sitting on his computer, probably trying to track all of you.

“Hey Man,” Caleb said. “I’m sorry.”

Caleb and Jason got along pretty well. Caleb was the only one who knew about how serious the relationship to you was for Jason, and that he planned to propose to you.

Jason nodded thankfully. “Anything yet?”

“Caleb got into the P.D.’s command center.” Toby replied.

Jason walked over to the boys and watched carefully what Caleb was doing. Even when he had no idea of hacking, he hoped to see anything that could lead to you.

“And if you cross check the vans GPS system with the P.D.’s system, it goes dead right here.” Caleb pointed to a map on his monitor.

Toby nodded. “On Route 30, near the railroad crossing.” he looked at Jason, trying to read his mind as he stared on the monitor.

Jason noticed Toby looking at him. “Toby, I’m sorry for the way I acted. I was-”

“Don’t mention it. I get it and I would’ve done the same.”

Jason appreciated Toby’s words, probably more than Toby could know. Jason hated it when he behaved like this, because of you he became a better man but sometimes his old manners and his temper would take control over him.

“Okay, so what does us tell this?” Ezra asked.

Jason was so focused on what Caleb might have found out that he didn’t even noticed Fitz being there.

“That’s when ‘A’ hacked into the system of the van and took control over the vehicle.” Caleb answered.

Jason tried to listen what else they’ve found out but it was hard for him to concentrate when all he could think about was what ‘A’ might do to you or if you would be still alive.

~*~

In the Dollhouse:

Mona, or Alison how she calls herself, offered all of you some Tea and cookies. She spoke and continued to act like Alison, also the way she treated you all were the same way Ali would’ve treated you.

Emily looked at her, she still couldn’t believe that Mona was alive. “We really thought you were dead.”

“Thank god for Mrs. Grunwald.” Mona sighed. “I don’t know how I’ll ever repay her for saving my life that night.” She sat down between Hanna and Emily. “I’m so happy to see you guys.” Mona smiled.

“Cut the crap Mona.” You scowled. The others were surprised by your words.

You couldn’t handle the way she acted and even when you had a panic attack a few minutes ago, you could breathe fine now and were done with the shit that ‘A’ was doing with all of you already.

Hanna placed her hand gently on Mona’s knee. “I’m really happy to see you too, Mona.” She said soft.

“Do not call me that again.” Mona threatened. “You know how much I loathe that Bitch.”

Emily touched Mona’s hair. She was desperate to know if it truly was her hair and it was. Emily looked at Spencer shocked and somehow you couldn’t hide a small smirk.

Suddenly you heard the loudspeakers again, a bell chimes and Mona leaves the room. You and the girls followed her, obviously confused.

~*~

She leads you into another room and she sits down with a board game. The room looked like a child’s room. You felt that your body tensed again, it really creeped you out seeing all this dolls around you.

“We need to start the game,” Mona looked at you and again you hear chimes, “four chimes means it’s game time.”

Mona opened the board game and you and your friends sat down at the table. She tried to explain how to play the game but all of you were distracted or confused. Mona opened a “door” on the board and you all could see a picture of Ezra where he was on the Ice Ball.

“No, I’m not gonna sit here and play this stupid game.” Aria panicked and you could see the fear in her eyes.

You heard the chimes again and Mona stood up and got all of you a letter by ‘A’. In it was an invention to prom.

“We’re playing the game to see who our prom dates will be.” Emily said.

You were the same opinion as Aria. You stood up and looked at the other pictures until you found one of Jason. You threw the invention away.

“We’re not playing this game, do you hear me?” You shouted as you walked over to the camera that was watching all of you..

Hanna also stood up and looked into the camera above. “You win, you can have us as your precious dolls... but if Caleb shows up here and if you do anything to hurt him-”

“-it won’t.” You throw in.

“How can you be so sure?” Hanna looked at you in disbelieve.

You looked at the camera, “because if I see Jason and this thing hurts him, I will kill it myself.”

“Y/N!” Mona tries to calm you.

“No, Y/N is right. You’re not Alison. You’re Mona, okay?” Hanna snaps at her. “And this is not your house. You’re not here alone anymore. There are six of us.”

“And just one of him, her or it, bitch!” You hissed at ‘A’ and looked right into the eye of the camera.

“They’re right. Let’s find a way to get the hell out of here.” Emily suggested and the others, except Mona, agreed.

“Mona, let’s go.” Spencer said soft.

“I’m Alison. Alison DiLaurentis.” Mona replied with a worried look.

“Mona, let’s go!” Hanna yelled and a loud alarm started wailing.

All of you tried to cover your ears. It was a sound that was alike to a fire alarm but much much louder.

Mona ran out of the room and told you all to follow. She ran into a room that looked exactly like Alison’s.

She turned around and looked at you. “It won’t stop until you’re all in your rooms.”

You did as she said and ran into your rooms, the door shut behind you and after a minute, the alarm stopped.

And again, you were alone.

~*~

Hours past and you couldn’t tell what time it was by now. Your thoughts were racing, first about who was torturing you and your friends, if the police would ever find you, if they were even looking and then you thought about Jason and what he might do, if he couldn’t find you.

At first you didn’t want to lay in the fake bed in your fake room but you couldn’t help yourself. You were exhausted and eventually, you felt asleep.

You heard something whirring because you woke up. Short after, Mona came into your room.

“We’ve got three Minutes, come on.”

~*~

Calebs House:

Meanwhile, Caleb retrieved the footage from the traffic camera.

Toby looked at the monitor in confusion, “What the...?” he asked as he saw a cartoon.

“‘A’ must’ve found a way to override the camera.” Caleb explained.

Jason tried to hide his anger but Ezra couldn’t, he was so upset by ‘A’ mocking them with a cartoon that he kicked against a wall.

Caleb, Toby and Jason shrugged but as they saw that Ezra was hurt, they tried to comfort him.

“Are you okay?” Jason asked worried.

“I’ll get you some ice for that.” Toby offered.

“I don’t need ice.” Ezra shouted in anger. “I need to find Aria and we’ve got nothing. Nothing.” He yelled.

Caleb looked thoughtful at his computer. “If I find the right code, I’ll write a program that’ll pinpoint the source of the signal.” Then he looked at Ezra. “That’s all we need to prove to Tanner that ‘A’ took the control over the van.”

Jason nodded. “Do it, Toby you call her.”

~*~

In the Dollhouse:

You followed Mona and woke up the others. You walked behind her as she brought you to some sort of crossing.

“Every night the generator shuts down like a clockwork.” Mona started. “It takes exactly three minutes for the backup power to kick in. I’ve run in 90 seconds in each direction,” She stopped walking. You took a look around and saw a door.

“I’ve found the way out, but there’s an old silo at the end and one has to climb up. There is a ladder there, but it’s about 50 feet to the top and one cannot get to the top before the power turns back on.” Mona explained in a hurry. Then she pointed to the other side, where you were standing. “The other way leads to a big empty room and past that room is a sealed steel door, like that of a vault, at the end of the hall.”

“Like a bank vault?” Spencer asked.

“And whats on the other side?” You questioned and hoped to here that this was an actual exit for this hell hole.

“I’m dying to know too, but I’ve never made it inside by time.” She replied.

“What do you mean ‘by time’?” Hanna looked at her in fear.

“It leaves you without food or water for days.” Mona answered. “It blasts the siren until you’d rather die than listen to it one more second. And on a loop, ‘A’ plays a recording of her loved ones crying.” She was scared and also hurt by the thought of her mother crying.

Your body started to shiver and your hands began to shake. Usually you were tough, at least you made everybody think you were, but this was too much to handle. Only the thought of hearing Jason or your family cry because they’d think you’d be dead, made you wish you’d actually die.

You were also afraid what would happen here to your friends, if they wouldn’t do what ‘A’ wants them to do. You looked at the others and saw that they felt the same way you did. You took Aria’s and Emily’s hand and tried to comfort them as much as you could. Also you hoped that this would prevent you, from another panic attack.

“It wanted me to become Alison, so that’s who I am when it’s watching.” Mona continued. “It thinks it beat me. But I’m still here. I’m the one who’s winning the game.” She tried to sound confident.

You were so much in your thoughts and tried to get everything that Mona had told you, that you didn’t listen to anything else anymore. But your body was on high alert, whenever you heard something unfamiliar, so you shrugged as you heard a clicking noise.

“Did anyone here that?” You asked.

Mona looked at you in fear. “We’ve got 17 seconds. Run!”

You did as she said and you could’ve sworn, each of you never ran that fast. You were running for your life.

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deltaharrington · 1 year

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Secret

Jason Dilaurentis x Female!Reader

Warnings: mentions of drug abuse, short

Summary: Y/n is Allison’s best friend and Jason is interested in her.

Y/n L/n had been a friend of the Dilaurentis family ever since she was a little girl. She had grown up with them. She was practically part of their family.

As she became older, Jason started to see her as more than a family friend. She had matured quicker than any of her other friends and Jason took notice.

Y/n took notice as well, and the pair became close. Closer than her and Allison were. They began to hang out nearly everyday and Y/n considered Jason her closest friend, even though he had an issue with drug abuse.

When he left after Ali’s death, Y/n was lost. She eventually moved on and got closer with the girls.

Just as she felt like she was back to normal, he had come back.

The first time she saw him was from her house. Y/n lived right across the street from the Dilaurentis house and when Jason returned, his shirtless figure wasn’t hard to miss.

“Oh my god, you’re staring at Jason!” Hanna said, sitting on her bed.

“I’m not staring at him! I’m just making sure nothing gets into my yard!” Y/n said and Hanna rolled her eyes, knowing that her friend was lying.

The second time she spotted him was when she was on a run, she nearly toppled over his tools that had fallen onto the sidewalk.

“Woah there,” Jason said and reached out to catch Y/n before she fell.

“Sorry- I should have watched where I was going” She said and Jason shook his head.

“No, it’s my fault” He spoke and Y/n nodded her head.

“It was good seeing you, Jason.”

The third time she saw Jason was when he showed up outside her house, soaking wet from the rain.

“Jason? What are you doing here?” Y/n asked and he looked up at her.

“Can we talk?” He said and she nodded, leading him inside.

“Let me get you a towel” She said and grabbed him one from the closet.

“Can we maybe…?” Jason started “Catch up? Go to dinner this week?” He asked and Y/n nodded her head, a small smile on her face.

“I’d love that Jason. Come sit on the couch and I’ll make you some hot cocoa.” She said and moved to the kitchen.

Y/n got so engrossed in making the cocoa that she didn’t feel Jason’s presence behind her until he gently placed his hands on her shoulders.

She almost immediately leaned back into him, her heart racing.

“Jason, what are you doing?” She asked and he turned her to face him.

“I missed you, Y/n” He whispered and her breath hitched.

“I missed you too, Jason” She said and he smirked, gently leaning down towards her.

Y/n took this as him wanting to kiss her and she leaned up, before their lips connected though, Jason moved back a bit.

“God you are such a tease” Y/n remarked.

“Only for you” Jason said and connected their lips, pressing Y/n against the counter.

This continued until they were interrupted by a phone ringing.

Y/n giggled as Jason answered, talking to whoever was on the line before he hung up, pressing his lips to hers again almost immediately.

This was going to be a long night.

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chloe-skywalker · 3 days

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Pizza, Messages, Truth - Jason Dilaurentis

Jason x Fem!Reader

Warnings: none

Word count: 467

Summary: Getting -A messages and not telling Jason and you leave your phone with him while going to pay for pizza. Jason finds all the messages. Your gonna have to explaining to do.

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“Did you order the pizza?” Y/n asked as they both entered her room.

“Yup. It should be here any minute.” Jason nodded.

And just like he said the doorbell went off not even 2 minutes later.

“That must be the pizza.” Y/n leapt off the bed.

“Here.” Jason handed her the cash for the pizza.

“Thank you. I’ll be right back.” She kissed him on the cheek in thanks, before going down stairs to get their dinner.

While Y/n was gone doing that her phone went off on the bed. Jason picked it up, deciding to check it to make sure it wasn’t anything urgently important. But that quickly changed when he saw that it was a message from -A. Jason found a ton of other messages from -A.

Y/n re-entered her room to see Jason holding her phone, and the smile fell off her face.

“I thought you said this stopped?” Jason didn’t even look up at her as he continued to read past texts.

“I didn’t want you to worry.” Y/n looked at him guilty, she didn’t want to keep it a secret but also didn’t want to worry him.

“Y/n these are threats!” Jason exclaimed looking up at her with serious eyes.

“I know . Trust me.” Y/n let out a shaky breath.

“Why would you tell me they stopped when they didn’t?” His eyes wide with concern and worry now, maybe even some betrayal.

“I didn’t want you to worry. The threats have escalated.” Y/n told him in a quiet voice.

“That's a reason to tell me.” Jason scolds her, how’s he suppose to protect her if she doesn’t tell him.

“I’m sorry.” She whimpered. Y/mn wasn’t scared of him but she understood where he was coming from but Y/n was also terrified of -A.

Jason approached her and pulled her in close, cupping her cheeks in the palms of his hands. “I don’t want you to be sorry. I just want to be able to protect you. Be your shoulder to lean on. For now on please tell me. Let me in.” He pleaded with her.

“I will.” Y/n nodded

^ ^ ^

“Thank you.” Y/n said later that night as they lay in bed watching t.v. . He had really been there for her, more than normal.

“For what? Never giving you your personal space?” Jason joked letting out a laugh at his own teasing. Even though he had been more protective lately.

“Being there for me. Wanting to protect me from the sadist that is -A.” Y/n looked up at him from her head's spot on his chest.

“You don’t have to thank me. But you're welcome.” Jason smiled down at her and placed a kiss on top of her head.

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writerofsorts · 1 year

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Right Place, Right Time

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pairing: jason dilaurentis x female reader.

summary: 1x09 “the perfect storm” episode imagine/rewrite.

warnings: none... wilden being a jerk?

*read previous part here!

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“Where is Spencer with my mozzarella sticks?” Hanna groaned, dropping her head on top of her book that laid open in front of her, and [Y/N] chuckled at her friend’s antics.

Currently, [Y/N] and Hanna found themselves in Spencer’s kitchen, sitting at the island, as they studied for the SATs.

“Relax, Han, I’m sure Spence is on her way here,” [Y/N] replied while working on practice questions. “Remember she had to pick up Aria on her way?”

“Yeah, I remember,” Hanna groaned yet again, facing [Y/N] this time with her cheek pressed against the cold page of her book.

[Y/N] was so engrossed in her studying that she didn’t notice the sudden mischief that lit up Hanna’s eyes.

“Until they get here, though,” Hanna began, lifting her head up and sitting straight again with her hands clasped in front of her. “We have something very important to talk about.”

“Talk about what?” [Y/N] asked, her eyes turning suspicious as she noticed the teasing glint in the blonde’s eyes.

“About the past few days,” Hanna replied. “About Jason.”

“What about Jason?” [Y/N] asked, her eyes dropping to the pages in front of her again as she tried to remain nonchalant about the topic.

“[Y/N] [Y/L/N], you know exactly what I’m talking about!” exclaimed Hanna.

“Nope, I don’t,” [Y/N] answered, flipping the pages of the book because she couldn’t concentrate on the practice questions anymore.

Hanna, who understood this, was quick to pull the book away from [Y/N] to which the latter let out a ‘hey!’

“[Y/N/N], did you really not see the way Jason’s eyes lit up when he saw you after he said hi to me the day he came to discuss the memorial with us?” Hanna asked, ignoring her friend’s protest to grab the book again.

“The way he hugged you and to me, it looked like he only let go when you pulled away from him first,” Hanna continued and [Y/N] remained silent, no longer trying to get her book back. “He also stood closer to the side you sat by at this very spot. He was all polite and business until he brought up Ali’s picture, and you replied that it was our favorite. Not to forget, you speaking up totally calmed him down when we pretty much nagged him about why Jenna wanted to speak at the memorial.”

[Y/N] played with her fingers as she processed Hanna’s words. She would be lying if she disagreed with Hanna because she had made the exact same observations about Jason. However, she was afraid to hope that there was more – that Jason somehow returned her feelings.

“Also, let’s not forget the extra large frown on his face when Eric hugged you after the memorial,” Hanna added.

“Wait, what?” [Y/N] asked as this was the first time she was hearing about this.

“Yes!” Hanna exclaimed. “I mean he probably knows Eric’s your ex so he was very much likely jealous.”

“Han,” [Y/N] sighed. “Are you sure you’re not imagining things?”

“Of course not,” replied Hanna. “I’ll have you know that I’m a very observant person.”

[Y/N] couldn’t help but chuckle before sighing.

“Hanna banana, nothing is going to happen between Jason and me. So, you need to forget about Jason and I, and focus on the SATs we have tomorrow.”

“Hey, I’m multitasking!” Hanna reasoned, making [Y/N] laugh yet again.

“But, Han, I’m serious,” [Y/N] replied. “To Jason, I’m prob- definitely just a friend of Ali. One of the powerpuff girls as he used to call us.”

“I’ve just… never seen you look at a guy the way you look at Jason,” Hanna said softly. “I mean I know you were with Eric and you two liked each other, but I don’t know. I’ve always thought you two were better off as friends.”

“That’s why we ended things but we are still good friends,” smiled [Y/N].

“I hate that I’m nagging you about Jason, but I just… I want you to be happy,” Hanna shrugged.

“I am happy, Han,” [Y/N] replied, leaning over and squeezing Hanna’s hand reassuringly.

Before Hanna could say more, they heard the sound of Spencer’s car.

“Let’s not talk about Jason anymore,” [Y/N] said. “Can I have my book back please?”

“Ugh, fine,” Hanna rolled her eyes dramatically and handed [Y/N] her book again. “Our conversation isn't over [Y/N/N]!”

...

The day of the SATs was awful to say the least.

Veronica Hastings had driven Spencer, Aria, Hanna, and [Y/N] to the school. Spencer’s mother didn’t let the girls out of her sight until she verified with someone the test was definitely taking place and not getting canceled due to the storm.

“Test is on today,” a woman, one of the proctors, told Veronica. “Rosewood students should register in the library.”

“Half of the school isn’t even here,” Hanna said.

“And, they may never make it,” Veronica added. “We saw this huge tree down on Sawmill Road and they’ve closed off York street.”

“That wasn’t because of the storm,” a familiar voice replied from behind them and the four best friends looked at each other in alert. Detective Wilden was the last person they wanted to see at the moment. They, along with Veronica, turned to face him. “York Street has been closed since last night.”

“Why?” Veronica questioned.

“Somebody decided to pay a visit to Alison DiLaurentis’ memorial and destroy it,” Wilden informed them, making the girls’ hearts drop. “Shattered the tiles, broke the bench.”

“What?” Aria and [Y/N] whispered in shock.

“When did this happen?” Spencer questioned.

“We had to cordon off the area, there’s an investigation going on,” Wilden stated, eyeing the girls rather suspiciously.

“Spare them the details,” Veronica interrupted before Wilden could continue. “They’re about to take their SATs.”

“Right,” Wilden nodded, slowly backing away from them. “Good luck on the test, ladies.”

“We should get to the library,” [Y/N] said quietly and walked ahead with Hanna as the others followed.

...

The exam still hadn’t started and [Y/N] found herself alone in the music room after a while. She was seated on the window sill and leaned against the window with her eyes closed as she listened to the sound of the rain and winds.

She felt exhausted with everything.

First, one of her best friends, Alison, disappeared a year ago only to be found murdered a few months back. Then, Jason DiLaurentis – her dead best friend’s brother and the man she had feelings for – returned to town to plan a memorial for Ali. Now, the memorial they put their hearts into was destroyed.

It also didn’t help that Emily was acting pretty strange. She hadn’t joined the rest of the girls the previous night to study for the exam, explaining that she didn’t get out of swim practice till late. Except, when Wilden had questioned about all of their whereabouts, Emily told him that she was with her friends to study for the exam. And, now, Emily was upset with them for questioning her on her lie and had stormed off.

Everything was taking a toll on [Y/N] and all she wanted to do was go home, snuggle in her covers, and shut the world out for a while.

“[Y/N]?”

The call of her name startled her and she snapped her eyes open, turning her head to face the doorway. To her complete surprise, there stood the man, who had captured her thoughts and more.

“Jason?” she asked, her voice indicating her surprise, as she moved her legs down to sit up straight. “What are you doing here?”

“Wanted to have a word with Detective Wilden,” Jason replied, walking further into the room, and his wet raincoat hung on his right arm. “Went to the police station and found out he was here.”

“Jason, it’s terrible out there,” she couldn’t help but say in concern. “You shouldn’t have driven in this weather. It’s dangerous.”

“I know, but I had to,” he said, pausing a foot or two away from where she was sitting. “I don’t know if you heard but Ali’s memorial was destroyed.”

“I heard,” [Y/N] whispered, dropping her gaze from his. “Detective Wilden told us.”

“I’m sorry,” Jason said a few moments later and [Y/N] looked up at him again in question. “I know that you and your friends worked really hard on it. I can only imagine how upset you guys must be.”

[Y/N] shrugged with a sad smile.

“You can sit here if you’d like,” she said when she noticed Jason was still standing in front of her. He complied, sitting next to her with a small ‘thanks.’ “I’m sorry too.”

“For what?” he asked, confused.

“For everything that’s happened since Ali’s disappearance,” [Y/N] replied. “It feels like… she can’t rest.”

“More like Rosewood won’t let her rest,” Jason added with a bitter smile.

“I’m still having a hard time processing this, to be honest,” [Y/N] commented. “Rosewood has always been a strange little town. Yet, it’s hard to believe that such a heartless person is out there who would destroy a memorial.”

“Do you or your friend know of someone who would want to hurt Ali?” Jason asked and [Y/N] froze in her spot. “Someone who must hate Ali to such an extent they’d go as far as to destroy a memorial for her?”

In [Y/N]’s opinion, the list of people who disliked Ali was rather endless. Unfortunately, her deceased best friend wasn’t the nicest person. She had bullied almost half of the school and had made more enemies than friends. One of Ali’s victims definitely had to be their faceless tormentor, A, and they had to be responsible for destroying Alison’s memorial the previous night.

But, of course, she couldn’t exactly reveal all of this to Jason.

“[Y/N]?” Jason called when she didn’t reply for a long time and the girl looked at him again.

“I’m not sure, Jason,” she shook her head. “I have a feeling that there are probably a lot of people out there who didn’t- well, don’t like Ali and us. But, I don’t know anyone specific who could’ve done this.”

Jason seemed convinced and nodded at her answer. He was well-aware of the type of person his little sister was. Yet, it broke his heart that even after her death, someone was holding grudges against her.

“Are you ready for the SATs?” Jason asked [Y/N], changing the topic from Alison.

“I- I guess so,” she shrugged with a low chuckle.

“Hey, it’ll be okay,” he said reassuringly, understanding how stressed she must be feeling. “Don’t think about anything now. Just focus on your exam, okay? I’m sure you’ll do great.”

“Well, it’d be greater if the exam gets canceled,” she said, causing him to laugh. “But, thank you, Jason.”

“Of course,” he said, still smiling. “And, I hope for your sake that the exam does get canceled.”

She laughed, shaking her head, before meeting his eyes. The two of them felt lighter for a moment despite the chaos that awaited them outside the classroom. The moment was soon interrupted when [Y/N]’s phone binged with an incoming text.

“Excuse me,” she said, moving to grab her cell phone from her bag, and Jason nodded, looking away. [Y/N] instantly tensed when she saw that the message was from none other than her and her friends’ faceless tormentor.

Define 'desertion.' Seems like you're about to lose Emily. Who's next? - A.

Just like that, the calmness Jason’s words and presence brought [Y/N] disappeared. She abruptly stood up, startling the man next to her.

“[Y/N]?” Jason called her name and she turned to face him while wearing her backpack. “Is everything okay?”

“Yes,” she breathed out, nodding her head rapidly. “I have to go.”

“Are you sure everything’s okay?” he couldn’t help but ask, having noticed her rapid breathing.

“Yes, yes, I just really have to go,” she replied, already walking towards the door.

“Uh, okay, can I walk with you?” he asked.

“No, no, it’s okay,” she said quickly, already out of the classroom. “I’ll see you later.”

Before he could reply, [Y/N] was already out of his sight. He was confused and a little suspicious by [Y/N]’s sudden anxious state. Soon, he walked out of the class too, hoping to find Wilden and also to check up on [Y/N] if possible too.

...

[Y/N] walked to the locker room to join the rest of her friends, who were all there except for Emily.

“[Y/N/N], where were you?” Hanna asked in concern.

“I- I just needed some time to myself,” [Y/N] answered and her three friends nodded in understanding. “Where’s Emily? Is she okay?”

“She’s right behind you,” Aria replied and [Y/N] turned around to see Emily walk towards them.

“Hey, Em, where were you?” Spencer asked gently when Emily stopped a few feet away from them.

“I was looking for my purse,” replied Emily, not meeting her friends’ eyes.

“Maybe it’s still in the library?” Hanna suggested.

Before the girls could talk further, they were interrupted by Wilden.

“Emily, we found something that belongs to you. Could you come with me, please?”

Without waiting for Emily’s reply, Wilden began to walk off while Emily turned to her friends, looking scared. [Y/N] held Emily’s hand in hers, nodding at her, wordlessly telling her that they were in this together.

“Emily, let’s go,” Wilden pressed sternly and the five girls walked behind him, annoyed and worried.

They followed Wilden to the library and their eyes widened when Wilden stopped by a table, where Emily’s bag sat.

“Perfect, we can all be together for an update,” he said in mock excitement as the girls stood in front of him.

“What’s going on?” Spencer asked first with her arms crossed across her chest. She wasn’t about to let Wilden intimidate her and her friends easily when they did nothing wrong.

“Did you tell your friends where you were last night?” he asked, facing Emily with a smirk. “When you weren’t studying for the test? See, because I got these really interesting photos…”

Wilden passed his phone to the girls and they were shocked to see the pictures of Emily at the site of Alison’s destroyed memorial.

“And, I see that you didn’t get a chance to clean your shoes either,” Wilden stated, looking at Emily’s muddy shoes.

“It wasn’t me, I swear,” Emily said in a shaky voice as tears ran down her cheeks.

“Oh, really? Were you there to cover up Toby’s tracks then?” Wilden questioned sarcastically.

“I found it like that,” Emily continued tearfully. “It was already destroyed when I got there.”

“And, this,” Wilden ignored Emily’s words and pulled out a piece of paper from his coat pocket. “Would you like me to share this with your friends or would you?”

Emily looked horrified and tried to snatch the paper from Wilden, but he held it away from her. Meanwhile, the rest of the four girls looked on, feeling confused and helpless.

“Go ahead and tell them, Emily,” he said with what [Y/N] would call a purely evil smile. “Tell your friends about the angry letter you wrote to Alison.”

“You had no right to read that,” Emily said tearfully, wrapping her arms around herself, [Y/N] instantly side-hugged her as she was standing next to her.

“What’s in the letter, Em?” Spencer asked softly.

“Tell her, Emily,” Wilden snarled. “Tell her how you wanted to punish Alison for rejecting you. Tell her how you felt relieved at her funeral.”

“I went back to the memorial to say that I was sorry,” Emily said as [Y/N] rubbed her back. “I wrote that letter in anger and- and I didn’t mean the horrible things I said to her. I- I loved her as- as more than a friend.”

Emily looked down as she finished speaking, leaving her friends in surprise. They had no idea that Emily was in love with Ali.

[Y/N] held Emily tighter when she felt the latter shake in her arms. Her hatred for Wilden was increasing day by day. She couldn’t believe he would go ahead and reveal such personal information about Emily. It should’ve been totally up to Emily on when or if she would’ve preferred to share this with her friends.

“Give her the letter back or I swear to god–” Hanna demanded, facing Wilden with fiery eyes.

“Sorry, can’t do that,” was Wilden’s smug reply as he kept the letter back in his coat pocket. “We’re not leaving the room until Emily here tells me why she was carrying around pieces of Alison’s memorial!”

“Detective Wilden,” a familiar voice called and their heads turned towards the doorway of the library to see Jason standing there.

He walked further inside the library, towards the detective and his sister’s friends. His eyes were narrowed and suspicious as he looked at the familiar faces gathered there. His suspicion soon shifted to concern when he noticed a teary Emily being held by [Y/N]. He looked at [Y/N] in question while she looked back at him helplessly.

“What’s going on here?” he asked sternly, turning to Wilden. “Shouldn’t they be with the other students?”

“It’s good that you’re here too,” Wilden smirked, taking Emily’s letter to Ali out of his coat pocket again. Then, he proceeded to show Jason the pictures of Emily at Ali’s trashed memorial, the figurines in her bag, and the letter.

“Stop,” [Y/N] interrupted before Wilden could explain the contents of Emily’s letter to Ali. “Jason, Emily didn’t do this, okay? She would never!”

“I believe you, [Y/N],” Jason replied instantly. “Emily or you girls are the last people I would expect to destroy Ali’s memorial.”

“The proof is right here, Jason,” Wilden scoffed in disbelief.

“Just because you can’t find the ones who committed the crime doesn’t mean you can go around and accuse my sister’s friends,” Jason said back. “Besides, you shouldn’t even be talking to these girls without their parents present!”

While Wilden was staring down Jason, Hanna was quick to grab Emily’s letter from his hand before moving back and the detective glared at her.

“Spencer?” another voice called and they turned around to see Veronica Hastings walk into the library, observing the people present there, especially Jason and Wilden rather cautiously.

“Who are you?” Wilden questioned, annoyed. He was already in a foul mood as Jason hadn’t believed his accusations against Emily.

Veronica was not at all fazed by the detective’s rude tone and her face was a mask of calm as she came to stand next to Spencer.

“Her mother,” she replied simply before her eyes fell on a crying Emily, then she turned to her daughter. “Honey, why is she crying?”

“Detective Wilden accused her of killing Alison,” Spencer replied.

“What?” Veronica asked, baffled.

“He also went through her purse and continued to accuse her,” Aria added.

“Hold on, you’re questioning minors without an adult?” Veronica questioned the detective angrily. “What police department do you work for? What century are you in?”

In the next few minutes, Veronica Hastings successfully shut Wilden’s mouth, causing him to leave the library in irritation while she proceeded to take the girls back to the locker room.

[Y/N] slowly trailed behind her friends and Spencer’s mom. She knew Jason was standing behind them and could feel his eyes on her. A part of her wanted to thank him for standing up to Wilden for her friends and her, while the other part was nervous to do so with a mini audience.

With these thoughts swirling in her head, she was already outside the library when a hand held hers, stopping her. She looked to her right to see Hanna giving her an understanding smile.

“Go talk to him,” she said softly. She glanced at Aria, Emily, Spencer and Veronica, who were walking ahead of them.

“Han,” [Y/N] protested weakly.

“Go, I’ll cover for you,” Hanna interrupted. “Just be quick.”

“Thanks, Han,” [Y/N] said before turning around and walking to the library again. Once she reached inside, she saw Jason still standing in the same spot, staring at the ground and lost in his thoughts.

“Jason?” she called softly, not wanting to startle him.

He looked up at her, surprise evident in his eyes.

“[Y/N]? Is everything okay?” he asked in concern, walking towards her and she met him in the middle of the library.

“Yes, yes,” she breathed out, nervously fiddling with her fingers as her gaze moved around the library for a few moments before finally meeting his attentive, green orbs. “I just wanted to thank you. For standing up to Wilden for Emily… and the rest of us.”

His lips pulled into a small smile as he looked at her.

“You don’t have to thank me,” he replied, shaking his head. “Wilden had no right to accuse Emily and intimidate you girls.”

“We’re kinda used to it by now,” [Y/N] shrugged with a humorless chuckle and Jason’s smile faded.

“Has he been bothering you and your friends?” he asked, a protective stance taking over him. “Do you want me to file a complaint against him?”

“No, Jason, don’t worry about it,” she shook her head. “I’m sure Mrs. Hastings scared him enough. You saw the way he kinda ran out of here, right?”

“Yes, but still…” he sighed.

“I’m sure he won’t bother us anymore,” she said, smiling reassuringly at him.

“Okay, I believe you,” he finally nodded, smiling back at her.

“I should go now,” she said, slowly walking backwards. “Thank you again.”

“Anytime, [Y/N],” he answered and she gave him one final smile before walking out of the library.

Once [Y/N] was out of his sight, Jason sighed and looked down at the carpeted floor of the library, wondering if it was right to feel the way he did for his deceased sister’s best friend.

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Not freaking out!- Jason Dilaurentis x Marin!Reader

(Y/N) POV:

“No. No. No” I watched Hanna pace back and forth like she was going to put a hole in the floor.

“Can you calm down?” Aria asked as Hanna stopped with a glare firm on her face.

“I am calm” she said turning to me “No.”

“You can’t just say no” I said rubbing my hands over face “Hanna I really like him”

“No. It’s Jason!” she looked at me like that was going to explain everything. I sighed and stared at her with a somewhat annoyed expression.

“And I like him. You do not know him like I do. I have spent enough time with him to know that he is sweet and caring and thoughtful and my heart speeds up really fast when I am with him. Also, you said you wouldn’t freak out”

“I am not freaking out. Am I freaking out?” she directed her questions towards her friends giving them all expectant looks.

“This kind of feels like a freak out” Spencer said scrunching up her face

“This is not a freak out” she looked back to me “I just don’t want you to get hurt”

“I won’t” I said looking at her with a stern face. I knew I couldn’t back down from this no matter how much she argued with me “I am going to date him whether or not you like him or approve. I would really like for you to approve though because I love you and I want you to love him”

She gave me a look and then looked at her friends who all had soft looks on their face. I knew all about the history between them and the dilaurentis family but I really needed her to try to move past it and give her approval.

“One dinner” she said finally giving in to me. I grinned and hugged her. She smiled at my excitement

“You won’t regret this!”

“I hope not” she groaned.

*The Next Night*

Hanna and I were sitting at the table waiting for Jason to show. I played with the hem of my dress as I waited nervously.

“Please try to be nice”

“I am always nice” she defended.

I shook my head and then saw Jason approaching the table. I smiled at him and stood. He greeted me with a hug and a kiss on the cheek

“Hey” he said softly. I met his eyes and felt my butterflies take over my stomach. For just a moment, I forgot that we weren’t alone. “Hey”

“Hey” Hanna said looking at us both. There was something in her eyes that I couldn’t read.

“Hello Hanna” Jason said smiling as he sat down next to me. She gave him a skeptical look and then slowly nodded her head.

“Hello Jason”

“Isn’t this just fun?” I said trying to break some of the awkward tension. Jason shot me a nervous look while Hanna just rolled her eyes.

“Listen, I am just going to put this out there. If you hurt my sister, I swear to whatever god you praise. I will end you. I will find you and I will hurt you. She is the most innocent person in this stupid town and so there will be no hesitation for me to hurt you”

He nodded his and then looked from me to her. He cleared his throat and gave Hanna a serious look

“Look, I know we don’t have the best history, but I care a lot about your sister. I do not have the best track record with girls but this time is different. She makes me want to be better and makes me think about what kind of future I want” I smiled at his words and Hanna eyes seemed to hold a mix of satisfaction and surprise. “I won’t hurt her. If I do, I will deliver myself to you”

She smiled, “Well, then I am glad we are on the same page”

She picked up the menu in front of her and looked at it. I turned to Jason and kissed his shoulder resting my forehead on it. He kissed my forehead and rested his head against mine.

“Alright break it up....I did not sign up to be the third wheel tonight”

I smiled at my sister as Jason let out a little laugh. Before I knew it, they were making jokes and laughing at my expense. I smiled at their interactions because at least I didn’t need to worry about them being getting along.

A/N: I am so sorry this really seemed like it sucked. I tried my best and hope it was alright. It was really short too.

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imagineshere-forall · 6 years

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Jason Dilaurentis Imagine

Pairing: Jason Dilaurentis x Reader

Warnings: one use of the word f*cking

Word Count: 1075

Request: Hi, can it be that Jason Dilaurentis is jealous of Noel Kahn as the reader is spending a lot of time with him tauriqua

A/N I'm from England so I have no idea how being a lab partner works so just go with it.

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You and Jason had been dating a long time but it was never easy dating him as he was older than you, meaning you didn't go to school together. You weren't constantly being hit on, but being a part of Ali's clique you were somehow always in the spotlight.

As you arrived into your biology class you could see students were all crowded around a list. You quickly remembered that this week marked the start of partner projects. With your small body you were able to push your way to the front, although you sort of had wished you didn't. As your eyes descended down the list you could see all your friends being paired up together, and you already knew you wouldn't be with any of your friends.

Aria Montgomery & Spencer Hastings

Hanna Montgomery & Sean Ackard

Alison Dilaurentis & Emily Fields

Y/N Y/L/N & Noel Kahn

Before you and Jason, you and Noel had a sort of on and off again relationship, and it had been awkward ever since. You slowly turned round to be met with a smirking Noel behind you. You just sighed and sat followed Noel to the desk.

As your teacher droned on about the projects you just began to daydream staring out the window, trying your best to avoid the awkward tension between you and your ex-boyfriend who seemed to be on top of the world at the thought of being partnered with you.

Of course, being lab partners meant you guys had to spend lots of time together. In the semester you had to complete numerous experiments and evaluations.

For as long as you could, you had avoided doing the lab projects as you'd rather spend time with Jason, you still contributed work but tried your hardest to avoid Noel.

Two weeks before the end of the semester you were called into the office of your biology teacher.

"Y/N it has come to my attention that you're not contributing as much work to the project as Mr. Kahn" the teacher spoke trying to be as professional as possible. You knew full well he is only doing this as Noel's parents donate a lot of money to the school.

"I'm still doing the work sir, just not with Noel and sending him my results," the teacher did not seem impressed with your response. He just droned on about how you need to learn to work together despite your differences.

As you exited the office of the biology teacher, you went straight into someone's chest, a common occurrence due to your small height. You looked up and saw Noel smirking once again.

"Do you want a lift to mine?" the smugness in his voice made you roll your eyes.

While Noel was driving you got your phone out and messaged Jason

Gonna have to take a rain check tonight, got stuck at school, sorry babe

You got a reply reasonably quickly

That's okay, see you tomorrow <3

You smiled at your phone, loving how understanding Jason could be. Noel looked over at you as he was driving.

"You okay?" he said smirking at you

"Just telling my boyfriend that we have to take a rain check," you spoke bitterly. After the messy break up between you two, you had never been able to be just friends again.

"Oh, I'm sorry," he spoke, he seemed to be at a loss of words. He hadn't expected you to move on so soon.

"It doesn't matter, lets just get this project over with"

After the long journey out of town to Noel's luxurious house, you walked in, still too familiar with the layout getting yourself a drink.

You guys had finally finished your work and and Noel drove you home. This was the pattern for over a week and a half. You had to keep cancelling dates with Jason.

On this day when you got home Jason was sat outside your house, it looked like he had just arrived as he just sat down as you pulled up.

"Thanks for the ride," you smiled as you got out the car rushing towards Jason being engulfed in his arms.

Jason looked behind you seeing Noel's car pull away, his jaw instantly clenching.

"Have you been spending all this time with him?" he said, trying his best not to sound jealous. You just nodded in response as your head was buried in his chest.

You took Jason inside and you sat and watched some films on your sofa. You couldn't help but notice how tense Jason was as you were curled up together. Leaning forward you paused the TV and turned round in Jason's lap so you were facing him. He looked up at you and rest his hands on your thighs which were either side of his legs.

"What's up, you've been in a grump since Noel dropped me off?" you questioned, playing with his fingers that were resting on your thighs.

"Nothing," he spoke, with a straight face. It all began to click in your head, he had been like this since Noel had dropped you off.

"Are you jealous of Noel?" you spoke smirking, his jaw just clenched in response. You knew you had hit the nail on the head.

"Babe, you have nothing to be jealous of," you reassured him

"It's just frustrating, you guys go to school together, I'm older than you and we get funny looks when we go out on dates. It's only a matter of time before you find someone your own age." He spoke, not making eye contact.

"First off, you're making yourself sound like an old man, you're only 4 years older than me," you said smiling, holding his hands tightly. "Second, I wouldn't be with you if I didn't think I really loved you,"

His eyes lit up at the last part of your sentence. He took his hand from yours and rested them on the top of your thighs, slightly on your bum. He smiled and leant up to kiss you.

"I love you so fucking much Y/N Y/L/N"

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