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Here I Am - Mason Mount Story

Song: Here I Am – Leona Lewis

Part 3

(⚠️ There may be a bit of smut in here, just to warn you 😈)

Just under a year has passed since you and Mason became exclusive to his family and close friends. Next Saturday is your first-year anniversary and you have booked a little getaway to the Maldives for you and Mason. Ever since you came back to London & Cobham/Portsmouth, Mason hasn’t stopped talking about taking you to the Maldives and having a little holiday away together. Just the two of you. Little does he know that you have booked it and are going to surprise him with the help of Summer, of course.

*Saturday morning*

You were downstairs in the kitchen, with Declan and Lauren as they had stayed the night, trying to be as quiet as you can because you didn’t want to wake your boyfriend and ruin the surprise you had in store for him.

You finish what you were doing and hear footsteps coming down the stairs ‟I think this might be my love” you say to the both of them in a quiet voice, and within seconds, a warm strong figure wraps his arms around you and rests his head on your shoulder ‟hi” he says in his husky morning voice ‟good morning” you say and wrap your arms around his waist, hugging in to him and giving him a quick peck on the cheek ‟I have a surprise for you” you say and guide him over to the living room. As soon as you sit in the sofa, everyone else comes down to see what is going on. Mason plops himself next to you and pulls you into his arms ‟my gorgeous girl” he says kissing your head ‟what’s this surprise you have for me?” he adds on ‟well if you let me get up, I might be able to show you” you say giggling. You get out of his grip and grab the envelope that has the two plane tickets to the Maldives. You hand it to him and watch him open it ‟OMG WERE GOING TO THE MALDVIES! ARE YOU BEING SERIOUS? PLEASE TELL ME YOURE NOT JOKING” Mase shouts, jumping up all excited ‟We fly, late morning on Friday and we are going for a week. So, we need to plan what we’re going to do, even though there isn’t much we can do” you say, looking at him ‟and I also managed to get us a free private jet plane all to ourselves” you add on, keeping your focus on him smiling. Suddenly, you’re being pulled up by Mason and wrapped in his strong muscly arms ‟I love you did you know that” he says making you smile because he doesn’t say it that often, as you don’t get enough time to spend with each other and its normally said via text ‟and I love you” you reply and kiss him. You pull away and see that he hasn’t stopped smiling ‟if you keep smiling, your face will stay like that” you giggle, teasing your boyfriend. ‟it’ll be your fault” he says. You smile and then go upstairs and get ready for the day.

During the day, you, Mase, Lauren and Dec go into town and do some shopping and grab some lunch. Mason always keeps you by his side but when you go through busy crowds, he makes sure you walk in front of him and that he keeps one hand wrapped around your waist so that you don’t get lost. Dec and Lauren are always in front of you and you’re holding onto Laurens hand. You only do this because Dec and Mase are very protective over the both of you. Why wouldn’t they be? After being out all day together, both couples say goodbye and go back to your own homes. Once you and Mason get home and are alone, you look at Mason and see him staring right back at you. You smirk and go over to him and kiss him ‟hmm I see where this is going babe” he whispers making you giggle ‟who said I was taking it to the next level?” you say and walk away, going to the kitchen. You hear footsteps following you and a pair of strong arms wrap around you ‟you’re such a tease, did you know that? How dare you tease me like that? Now look what’s happened!” Mason says and you feel something poking the back of your thigh, you smirk to yourself and look over your shoulder at your boyfriend ‟did I do that? Oh dear, poor Mason. What do you want me to do about it?” you say, turning around so that you are now facing him ‟sort it out please. I’m begging you please” he pleads with puppy eyes and with that you guide him up the stairs to your bedroom.

(⚠️SMUT WARNING IN COMING⚠️)

Whilst walking up the steps, Mason couldn’t keep his hands off your body, so he started to make out with you. You get to the top of the stairs and jump into Mason's arms, wrapping your arms and legs around him, not breaking the kiss. He walks towards the bedroom holding you up and breaks the kiss just for a minute whilst he finds the doorknob. As soon as he opens the bedroom door, he reattaches his lips with yours and sits on the bed with you now straddling his lap. You pull away for a breather and smile at your gorgeous boyfriend. You cup his face into your hands and kiss him passionately ‟I love you” you blurt out ‟I love you too baby girl” Mason says and slides his hands up your top and pulls it over your head, chucking on the floor somewhere. You do the same with his shirt and then lean back to witness his abs and the view that is right in front of you, not realising you are drooling ‟like what you see beautiful” he says and smirks at you, admiring your body too, of course. You nod your head and you both remove the rest of your clothing. Mason then picks you up and puts you on your back. He then runs the tip of his fingers down the front of your chest and stops just above where you need him most. He looks at you and you nod at him. He lines himself up in front of your entrance and slowly slides in. You gasp and Mase tilts his head back ‟fuck baby” he moans. After a few minutes of adjusting to each other, he picks up the pace and you both moan together. After a few more thrusts from Mase, you both reach your climax and fall asleep naked in each other arms.

*Friday Morning*

You wake up to the sound of someone opening and closing doors in your room. You sit up to see your boyfriend taking out holiday clothes and packing them. You get out of the warmth of your bed and go over to help him ‟good morning babe” he says giving you a quick peck on your lips. You smile and melt into him “come on you let's get packed, the taxi is on its way” your boyfriend says. You pout and do as you’re told and help Mason pack. After some time, you both have your suitcases packed and have enough time to have a shower together, Mase helping you wash your hair whilst you wash his and your own body. Once finished, you turn the shower off and both go into the bedroom to get dressed “do you wanna match today?” You ask Mason knowing full well he couldn’t say no “can I say no?” He dares to ask you. You glare at him and he puts his hands up smirking “thought so” he said and you both literally put on matching clothes all the way down to underwear.

After getting dressed the taxi finally arrives to take you to the airport. Mason carries the suitcases down the stairs whilst you check around the house to make sure everything is locked up. You then head out the front door and double-lock it. You then join Mason in the taxi and smile.

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Authors Note:

Finally, PT3 is OUT!

I am so sorry you guys had to wait for so long I literally had writer's block and the Christmas/New Year period for me was hella busy. I swear pt 4 won't take this long to be uploaded, I’m literally writing it as we speak.

Again I am so sorry for making you wait this long.

Happy New Year and I hope you all had a great Christmas

Thank you for your continued support

💋

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xomasonmountstoriesxo · 1 year

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WHO WANTS PT 3 OF HERE I AM??

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xomasonmountstoriesxo · 1 year

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Hey guys, again sorry for not posting. Got a lot of things going on at the moment but I will start posting again on the new year. Have a great New Years Eve and Happy 2023

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xomasonmountstoriesxo · 1 year

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I need to be honest with you.

To the people that have read my stories so far, thank you. I am so sorry for not posting, I’m just struggling at the moment and I have absolutely no motivation to do anything or write anything. I tried to do a little bit today and that all I could do. Was to write one word and then gave up.

I think I’m just gonna wait for Christmas and New Year to be over and then start posting again, I don’t know but I’ll keep you guys update!

Again I’m sorry and I love you.

Peace out ✌🏼✌🏼

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xomasonmountstoriesxo · 1 year

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well damn!

Note - so this is my first fic, just testing the waters to see how it goes 🙈 please don’t hate me if it’s bad

Pairing - Mason Mount x Reader

Word count - 2.6k

Warnings - a little bit of angst, a lotta bit of smut

‘Anything you want to share with the class?’ Your boss joked, catching you with your phone in your hand halfway through a very important meeting. Your face flushed out of embarrassment and also what you’d just seen on your phone.

‘Oh sorry’ you apologised, stuttering as now all eyes were on you. ‘I’m expecting a call from a client I thought it was them’ you lied before putting your phone in your pocket. Thankfully the messages had seemed to of stopped coming through now so you could try and forget what just happened and concentrate on the rest of what was being said.

Fifteen minutes later you were all released and you were the first one out the room, wanting to get back to the safety of your office as soon as possible. You were stopped in your tracks though by your PA Kim, greeting you with a huge smile. She was twice your age so like a mother to you and even in the mood you were in right now you couldn’t take it out on her.

‘Oh y/n, a Mason Mount turned up saying he had an appointment with you? i couldnt see anything in your diary but he assured me it was meant to be going ahead so I told him he could wait in your office’ she told you. Of course he was here and of course he’d managed to charm the pants off her too in order to get into your office but the way you were feeling right you didn’t want to look at him.

‘Thanks Kim, it’s okay I was expecting him’ you smiled, putting on a fake happy expression as not to arouse suspicion and she just nodded at you before returning to her desk.

You could see him as you approached the door through the little window and he was sat in your seat behind your desk, playing with newtons cradle you kept on there for show and you took a deep breath before entering. You faced away from him at first, pulling the shutter against the window closed so no one would be able to see you both and quietly locking the door. When you turned round he was looking at you with his usual cheeky smirk, but you could see from where you were stood that his eyes were dark, letting you know what mood he was in straight away.

‘Are you serious, Mason? Sending me nudes while I’m in a meeting?’

‘Oh, we’re using my full name huh? Wow I must be in trouble’ he laughed, but you were struggling to see the funny side at the moment. He caught on straight away when you didn’t laugh with him but he still kept that cheeky look on his face. ‘Come on baby, it was only a joke’

‘No Mason. You sent five in a bloody row I thought there was something wrong the way you kept messaging, only for me to open them up in a room full of men who barely take me seriously as it is’

‘Well you shouldn’t have left me in bed on my own this morning then when you know I wanted to fuck you’ he shrugged, speaking as if he was talking about the most mundane thing. You knew he was extra horny this morning for no apparent reason so you made sure to dress extra sexy in your right black bodycon dress. It came to your knees but there was a huge slit up the back giving mason a flash of your thighs every time you took a step. This was all in hopes of teasing him a bit, making sure he would be thinking about you all day before you would give him what he wanted when you got home, but you should of known Mason wouldn’t be able to wait.

The fact he was sat there, legs spread wide, hands on his thighs and the stupid grin still on his face made you even more furious. Clearly he was in a teasing mood today, only made more obvious by the way he looked you up and down whilst licking his lips slowly in order to try and seduce you.

If you didn’t know he was turned on by the way he was looking at you, the growing tent in his grey joggers made it even more obvious. A strange choice of his to wear out in public when he was feeling the way he was, or maybe he just wanted to make sure you knew.

‘You have no idea how sexy you are to me right now’ he told you in a low voice and your nostrils flared as you let out a short breath. You had to admit you were a little turned on yourself seeing him like this, but given the inappropriate setting you pushed that to the back of your head.

‘You’re in my seat’ you told him crossing your arms and he raised his eyebrows at you before standing up from behind your desk and making his way over you you. He stopped right in front of you, his hands on your waist and his breath fanning over your face. You refused to touch him back but you couldn’t help looking up into his lust filled eyes.

‘Go on, tell me off again. The way I’m feeling right now you might not even have to touch me to make me cum’ he whispered against your lips. You scoffed, pulling out of his hold and moving to sit in your seat.

‘Why are you here, Mase? What do you want?’ You questioned him as he took up the seat on the other side of your desk. He sat back in the same position he was in before and you briefly glanced down at the bulge in his boxers before you met his eyes again.

‘I think you know what I want’

‘You can’t be serious? I’m at work you idiot’ you scolded him and he winked at you in response. ‘Fuck you’ you breathed, a slight chuckle falling from your lips at his brazenness, before you unlocked your laptop to check your emails

‘That a threat or a promise?’ He enquired but you just ignored him, glancing over your screen before standing up to find a file on the other side of the room.

You heard him get up and follow you over but you made no effort of talk to him or move out the way when he brushed up behind you. The feel of him hard against your bum made your tummy flip but you were determined not to let him get to you. He knew exactly how to push your buttons though and when his lips landed on your neck, leaving open mouthed kisses all over it, you couldn’t help but shut your eyes.

‘You seem tense baby, come on let me help you relax’ he whispered in your ear, his hands on you hips now pulling you tighter against him and it took all your willpower not to react. He could tell you were slowly coming around to his way of thinking though so carried on kissing and sucking all the bits of skin he could reach.

‘We really shouldn’t be doing this’ you whispered, your mind no longer thinking about the file you were looking for.

‘You want me to stop?’ He asked, knowing if you told him to he would. He knew how to push the boundaries sometimes but he also knew when to back off if you really didn’t want it. This could have been one of those times but between the pictures he’s sent you earlier, his lips on your neck and the feeling of him against you sent you into a spin. Your normal morals flying out the window and all you wanted was the feeling of him inside you.

‘No, don’t stop’ you told him, and you felt him smile against your neck before detaching himself from you. He pulled you by your hand to turn you around, finally planting his lips on yours in a slow but heavy kiss.

‘Go bend over you desk for me’ he told you quietly, and you were about to protest but he cut you off with another kiss. ‘You’re lucky I’m not about to fuck you against the window, show everyone how well you take me’ he growled, nodding over to the floor the ceiling window in your office. You were high up enough so no one would be able to see you even he did want to do that, but the words made you shiver in fear. ‘So go bend over your desk. I won’t ask again’

You slowly walked over, clearing a little space but you didn’t bend over for him like he asked. Instead, you pulled your dress up so it bunched up around your hips and sat yourself on the desk with your legs dangling over the edge, trying to take some power back from him.

‘You forget Mason, we’re in my office so I make the rules’ you told him, slowly spreading your legs so he could get a peek at your underwear and his eyes shot down to look there immediately.

He slowly walked towards you, his hands grabbing the sides of your underwear as soon as he could reach, pulling them down your legs before getting down onto his knees, his head between your thighs. ‘Yes ma’am’ he winked and you leaned back with a smirk so he could have better access to your core. He propped your legs on his shoulders his arms reaching round to rest on your hips and he wasted no time before burring his face into you.

You knew you had to be quiet, but you couldn’t help the loud moans that came from you, you never could when he was working away down there. He pulled back after a particularly loud grunt came from you and you looked down at him with furrowed brows.

‘You need to be quiet for me baby’ he muttered ‘if we caught caught then I’m blaming you’ but he gave you no time to reply, ducking back down to repeat his actions from before. You tried your best to stay quiet but were getting closer to the finish line with every stroke of his tongue and he must of known you were close as he pulled off from you just as you were about to cum.

‘What the hell, Mason?’ You moaned but you turned silent when you saw the look in his eyes, staring down at you hungrily and you wished you could of taken the words back.

‘Payback’ he breathed, wiping his mouth with the cuff of his hoodie before pulling you up to stand and facing you away from him. ‘When I tell you to bend over, you bend over. No questions asked’ he told you, pushing on your back to force you over your desk and moving your legs apart slightly. ‘You’re lucky I need to cum myself cause otherwise I would have made you suffer a lot worse’ He told you and within the next second he thrust into you without any warning before wrapping your hair in his hand and pulling you up. You kept yourself balanced by holding you palms flat to the table but he was pounding into you so hard you could feel the table start to move.

‘So worried about what them lot out there think about you, if only they could see you now’ he said quietly and you bit your lip to stop any moans. ‘I bet you’d love to put on a show for them, show them what a good girl you can be?’

You whimpered in response and he fucked into you harder, your arms almost giving up on you but you managed to keep yourself up, even with mason going at you with this relentless pace.

‘You have no fucking idea what you do to me. Seeing you leave every morning in all your tight little outfits, knowing you’re off to boss people about. You’re so fucking sexy and you don’t even try’ he slowed down ever so slightly so he could lift one of your legs up onto the desk, letting him drive deeper into you and you both moaned out in unison over the new feeling.

He knew you were close by the way you fluttered around him so he sped up his actions, pulling you up to him fully so he could whisper in your ear. ‘you gonna cum for me?’ He questioned and you breathed out a quiet yes as he sucked on your skin. ‘Good girl, go on then’ he growled and a few seconds later you came over him, his hand over your mouth to silence your cries but the sound and feel of you bought on his own release. He thrust into you until he was spent, reaching over to the box of tissues you kept on your desk and grabbing a handful before pulling himself from you.

You could feel him trying to clean you up so you didn’t have any stains down your dress and you hissed at the contact.

‘Shit, sorry baby. Two seconds and I’m done yeah’ he told you, moving from behind you to pick your underwear up, handing them back over to you with a sheepish grin. He helped you put them back on, dropping a soft kiss on your lips when you were all sorted and you couldn’t help but smile. He was a pain in the arse but he was yours. ‘You okay?’ His whispered, wrapping his arms around you and kissing you again, rocking you from side to side.

‘Yeah, but next time you come here for a ‘meeting’ Mase, make sure you wear something a bit nicer so it’s more believable. Can’t having you turning up here in a tracksuit and expecting people to believe you’re a client of mine’

‘So I’m allowed back then?’ He smiled, his hands moving further down to pinch your bum and you nuzzled into his neck.

‘Not for a while no’ you scolded him but he just laughed and kissed your cheek. ‘Come on, you better go before people get suspicious. I’ll walk you out’ you said to him and with one final kiss you parted from each other, quietly unlocking your door and walking him over to the main reception. You could feel eyes on you, but from your quick glance around you could see it was just because Mason was in the room, not anyone realising what had taken place behind your office door.

‘Thank you for your time, Miss y/l/n. I’ll be in contact again soon’ he told you, stopping to face you and outstretching his hand for you to shake. You cottoned after a second or two, following his lead and shook his hand whilst giving him a smile.

‘You’re welcome Mr Mount. You’ve got my contact details so please feel free to get in touch if you need anything’

‘Oh I plan to’ he whispered, only loud enough for you to hear, before letting go of your hand and walking out of the building.

‘Was that Mason Mount?’ You heard from behind you, turning to see your boss who’d caught you on your phone earlier walking towards you.

‘Uh yes, the client i mentioned before, that’s him. He just popped by to ask a few questions’ you gulped, hoping he would buy what you were telling him and thankfully for you he did.

‘I’m impressed’ he nodded and you let out a little breath of relief. ‘Productive meeting I take it?’

‘I’d say so, yeah’

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xomasonmountstoriesxo · 1 year

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New story

Hey guys, I am still continuing Here I am but I am also going to start a new story called Heartbeat. This may just be one long story or I might carry it on, we will see but I just wanted to let you guys know and see what you think?? So please let me know. I am nearly finished with whatever part we got to on Here I am.

but yeah, ill try and post asap.

love <3

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xomasonmountstoriesxo · 1 year

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... *speechless*

Dressing Room

PAIRING: mason mount x reader!

WARNINGS: public sex, smut 18+

NOTES: I uploaded this before but it didn’t end up in the tags so let’s hope this ends up the tags <3

WORD COUNT: 1.7k words

“Hmm no not that one,” you denied shaking your head as your boyfriend Mason Mount held up the fifth dress towards you from the store.

“Babyy,” he groaned, rolling his eyes with frustration. “You said you wanted me to help pick you out a dress but the ones i pick up to show you, you say no,” he said frustratedly as he placed the dress back on the clothing rack. You sighed. It was true. You had been searching for a new dress before you went to Portsmouth to see his family, and honestly you felt like your nerves were denying the dresses more than you.

“I know,” you replied softly seeing the frustration in his eyes. “Look how about this,” you spoke, trying to compromise. “You go pick out two dresses and I’ll pick out two and then I’ll try them on and pick one of them, deal?”

He gave you a sly grin before nodding.

“Be right back,” he said with more enthusiasm than expected before walking back to the area you had just come from. You quickly searched the isle for your two dresses before finding your way to Mason who waited patiently by the dressing room.

“Took you long enough,” he spoke with cockiness. You rolled your eyes before opening the door.

“Shut up,” you mumbled before attempting to shut the door, only to be pushed back open by Mason.

“Mason, no!“ you scolded . All there was in the dressing room with a mirror and a chair, definitely not enough room for the two of you.

“What? I’m not standing out here and waiting. I want to see how good they look on my girl,” he responded sitting down on the chair.

“Mason, I can barely even move in here to put the dresses on, never mind you sitting here as well,” you responded. He shrugged his shoulders before pulling his phone out waiting for you to the dresses on, making it obvious that he wasn’t leaving. You huffed as you picked up the first dress you had grabbed. It was a simple white ruffled dress. Nothing too extra. It had tied around your chest, but it was a bit too short so you shook your head before taking it off.

“That one looked good baby,” Mason said, his tone just a bit deeper than before but you hadn’t noticed, your mind only focused on making a good impression.

You had met his family once before, but you always got so nervous. Mason was the only one you wanted to spend the rest of your life with and he was so family oriented it would make things hard if they didn’t like you.

Masons eyes traveled up and down your body as you let the dress fall down to your ankle before stepping out of it, hanging it back on the hook on the wall.

“Okay give me one of yours,” you asked as you stood there with your underwear and bra on only. Mason hesitated a second before he handed you a small strapless black dress.

“Mason what is that?” You asked with disappointment as you stared at the dress with wide eyes.

“What?” He chuckled out. You quickly pulled the dress up your body, throwing your hands in the air as you turned towards him. Your breasts were basically hanging out of the dress, one slight bend and your ass would be hanging out too.

“There’s no way I can wear this in front of your family,” you scoffed while looking behind you at the mirror.

“No,” he responded before lifting a dress that’s more appropriate in the air. “This is for when we go see my family - but that,” he said pointing at the skin tight dress you were in. “Is for me.”

You grinned, squinting your eyes at him to scold him before turning to look at yourself in the mirror.

“Okay it’s not bad,” you responded.

You looked hot.

You jumped when you felt a hand on the back of your thigh, only centimetres away from your ass.

“Mase,” you whined as you put your hair to the side but Masons hand only pushed further up, his fingertips gracing along your slit . You jumped while gasping.

“Babe!” You whispered with your wide eyes.

“What?” He responded, his voice deep and low as he stood up from the stool, his chest eye level with you as he towered over you.

“Stop,” you whispered placing your hands on his chest.

“But you look so fucking hot princess,” placing his hands on your ass squeezing it a little, his lips finding their way to your neck.

“Mason stop!” You said pushing against him slightly. “Someone will hear us,” you said worriedly because you were scared of getting caught.

“No they won’t baby, just be quiet for me yeah?” He responded before his lips found his way to your neck again giving you butterflies and he knew that was a weak spot for you. You bit your lip, holding in a moan you wanted to let out so bad. Masons hands made their way to cup your breasts, squeezing him as his teeth nibbled slightly against your skin.

You wanted to make him stop. You knew there was too many people around for you not to get caught but at the same time, it was turning you on so much.

“Baby,” you moaned out as the feeling of his hands and lips caressing your body sent shivers through you. “We can’t,” you spoke, but you couldn’t even convince yourself at this point.

“Okay,” he agreed while his lips stayed moving against your jaw. Even though he agreed to stop, he didn’t stop kissing you. You threw your head back in pleasure as one of Mason’s hands found it’s way to your now soaking core, rubbing slowly up and down.

“Mase,” you moaned out again, pushing against his shoulders as your last attempt to stop what was about to happen, but you and Mason both knew you didn’t want him to stop.

“Shush princess,” he whispered as he moved your hair to tuck behind your ear.

“If you stay quiet, no one will know,” he responded before tugging on the dress, pulling it down. You sighed heavily caving in as he turned your body around, making you face the mirror. He pulled the dress back up over your hip, before tugging on your thong until they dropped to your ankles. He grabbed ahold of your hands, placing them against the mirror before you felt his tip push into you, his hips harshly thrusting against yours.

“Oh fuck,” you groaned out as he went deep in you, filling your walls up.

“Sshh,” Mason said as his hands gripped against your hips, holding your body still as he continued to thrust into you.

You looked up in the mirror, watching Mason as he’s focused on his own shaft sliding in and out of you, his biceps flexing with each move, and his eyebrows furrowed together a he focused on fucking you.

You moaned out at the sight of him, the fact that he was fucking you in such a public place had your knees trembling.

You looked back at Mason in confusion as you felt him pull out but not insert back in. He noticed your confusion so he grabbed you by the hips turning you around.

“Jump,” he demanded quietly. Your eyes widened as you realised what he was wanting. How could he possibly expect you to be quiet? You agreed anyways though, placing your hands on his shoulders as you lifted yourself up, his hand immediately grabbing ahold of your thighs to catch you.

You gasped loudly, a giggle following shortly after a he slammed your back against the wall, causing a rattling noise through the small box of a room. Mason held you up with one arm as his other lined himself back up before thrusting his hips against yours.

You tugged tightly against his hair as your back slid up and down the wall with each thrust of his, your teeth squeezed tightly around your bottom lip trying to hold in the moans you so badly wanted to let out. You tugged on his shirt lifting it up his back as you watched his back muscles flexing in the mirror as his biceps continued clenching as he held onto your thighs tightly keeping you up.

Mason kept his head laid down in the crease of your neck, deep breathing was all you could hear from him with a few grunts.

“Baby I’m gonna cum,” you moaned out, only to get a large hand practically slammed against your lips.

“I need you to be quiet princess we don’t want anyone finding out how dirty you are, practically begging me to fuck you, this is for my eyes only,” he groaned out before he lowered his head back down, thrusting harder into you bringing you into orgasm. You moaned deeply into his hand, your eyes rolling as you felt your clit pulsing as you clenched around Mason, bringing him to his own climax. He dug his head deep into your chest as he let out a deep groan as his sick twitched inside of you, filling you up.

You breathed heavy with a smirk as he lowered you down, your legs wobbling some once they landed.

“I don’t doubt one bit that someone heard you,” he breathed out as he tucked himself back into his jeans. You giggled as you quickly tried to change into your clothes.

Honestly you were going to be shocked if someone didn’t hear you. You were more than loud quiet a few times without realising it. Mason just made you feel so good you’ve never been able to hold it in.

“Well what the fuck did you expect?” You asked with a sarcastic tone as you pulled your shirt over your head.

“Come on babe let’s go,” he rushed causing you to stop your movements.

“Hey,” you said grabbing his attention. “This was your idea,” you said with a smirk. He grinned back, thinking about the hot sex you both had just had before grabbing your purse.

“Yeah but now I want to get out of here,” he replied grabbing the door handle . You shook your head before following behind him.

There were a few dirty looks from employees that were stood close to the dressing room, which led you to believe somebody had for sure heard you.

“God that was amazing,” Mason beamed once you got in the car.

“Yeah but we forgot the dresses” you laughed out.

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xomasonmountstoriesxo · 1 year

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ok so I am writing part three of here I am, if there is any smut in this story do you want that full description or just a bit of what's going on? I need to know cause if you guys aren't comfortable I won't go in to full detail

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xomasonmountstoriesxo · 1 year

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Masterlist

Part 1 ⬇️

Part 2 ⬇️

Part 3 ⬇️

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xomasonmountstoriesxo · 1 year

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Hey lovelies, sorry I haven’t been posting but I’ve been super busy getting World Cup ready and doing my job. I probably won’t be posting for quite a while until I go on Christmas break.

Aren’t these two cuties ⬇️

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xomasonmountstoriesxo · 1 year

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Here I Am - Mason Mount Story

Song: Here I Am – Leona Lewis

Part 2

6 months have passed since everything happened. You eventually sold your house and permanently moved in with Mason. This means you get to go to work together and do more things together that you couldn’t do before and you’re loving it. Declan and Lauren come around just to check up on you every so often. This weekend, you and Mase are going down to Portsmouth, to see his family, as you haven’t seen them in forever. The last time you saw them was the day you left when you were younger. They don’t know that you are back in town or back in Mason's life, so it will be a surprise for them.

‟Y/n! Are you ready to go yet?” Mase shouts from downstairs ‟Yeah just coming” you say, pulling your suitcase down the stairs. Mase sees you struggling and rushes over to help you ‟Dork, you should’ve shouted for me to get this” he chuckles and takes it out of your hands ‟I’m a strong woman I could’ve done it,” you say and playfully hit his arm. He takes it out to the car, whilst you get your shoes on and grab your jacket, phone, and handbag. You then head check around the house to make sure everything is locked and shut. You then head out the front door and chub-lock it. You text Dec saying that you’re leaving and ask him to check on the house every so often. You then get in the front seat of Mason's car and see him smile at you ‟what?” you say giggling ‟you texted Dec didn’t you?” he questions you ‟yeah because I don’t want your home to get burgled you idiot” you say in defence ‟Our home, you live there too now and I think it’s cute that you did that, means you care about the house” he says and starts driving. You turn the radio on and put Capital FM on. The car ride was comfortable, and you slept through most of it.

A couple hours later, you and Mason arrive at his parents’ house. You stand behind Mase as he is taller than and he walks up to the front door. He knocks on the door and a few seconds later his mum opens the door and hugs him. ‟Mum, there’s someone who wants to see you?” mase says ‟Ok where?” she says. Mason steps asides and his mum stares directly at you and screams ‟OH MY GOD Y/N WHAT ARE YOU DOING HERE?!” she shouts and pulls you in for a hug ‟I thought now was the right time to come back down to Portsmouth and see what and who I have missed” you say gripping on to her. ‟you’ve missed a lot of honey, but I’m so glad you’re home, where you belong. Let’s get you both inside and surprise Tony and the others” Debbie says. And with that, you go in and surprise the rest of the Mount family. As you enter the kitchen, a little girl runs and jumps into Mason's arms. You smile to yourself and look at Jaz and give her a big hug. You then hug Tony and Mason's brother and brother-in-law. You then feel a tug at your jumper and turn around and see Mason and Summer next to you ‟ah hello cutie” you say and take Summer from Mason's arms giving her a big hug.

*A few hours later*

You and Mase are in the old room of his family home ‟I see your room hasn’t changed” you giggled, looking at him and then around the room ‟it has…a little” he smiles at you and plopped onto his bed ‟I mean the bed is bigger, the wardrobe is bigger but the wall colour is still the same” you say and look at him, he just nods and looks at you. You look around the room again and a photo album catches your eye ‟what is this?” you ask, picking it up and opening it ‟no, please don’t open that” he blurts out ‟why? Are there pictures in there that I’m not allowed to see?” you say looking at him ‟it’s not that, it's just there are pictures of people that you probably don’t want to see or remember” he says ‟but if you want to look through it, I’m not going to stop but I’m just warning you hun” he adds on and passes the book back to you. You look at him ‟can you look at it with me?” you ask, he nods his head and sits up against the headboard of his bed. You lay in between his legs like you used to do and put the book in your lap ‟you ready?” Mason whispers in your ear. You nod your head and open it to the first page and the picture you see is of you, Mase and Dec on your first day when you first met at Chelsea Academy. As you flip through the pages, a familiar face catches your eye. Your ex-best friend Chloe. Whilst you were away with your parents all those years, but a few years older, you later found out on social media that she started Mason. Little does Mason know that you know about it, but there is no point in bringing it up because they are no longer together. You finish looking in the book just as Debbie comes in the room ‟oh guys, I’m so sorry. I can leave if you want. I know that you have a lot to catch up on” she says smiling at you both ‟mum its ok, Y/n actually lives with me now and we both work at Chels, so we have caught up quite a lot already” Mason says smiling back at his mum and then at you. Debs smiles ‟well you’ll have to tell me all about that tomorrow when we go on a family walk. Dad and I are going to bed now, but if you guys are going to go downstairs, please try and be quiet” she says and places a kiss on both of your heads ‟Its good to have you home Y/n” and with that she goes to her and Tonys room.

The next day consisted of you and Jaz going shopping and having a chit-chat about life and relationships. She teased you about Mase as she knew you had feelings for him. Once you got home at around three o’clock in the afternoon, you found Mason and Summer having a nap on the sofa in the living room. You smile at Jaz ‟best uncle and niece duo I reckon” you say ‟they are, Summer loves Mase and vice versa but she loves you too. If you and you know got together, she would love to have you as her aunty” Jaz said, nudging you. You smile at her and help put the food shopping away that you got and then went to Masons room and called Dec.

*Phone call between you and Rice*

Dec: hello, is everything ok? What’s Mason done now?

You: hi and he hasn’t done anything. I need to ask you something

Dec: ok, what is it?

You: how do I ask him out? Like what do I do? I’ve never done something like this before. EVER!

Dec: Ok don’t panic. All I can say is just talk to him. Tell him how you feel, tell him everything that you told me and see what he says. Just don’t mention the C word (meaning his ex, Chloe)

You: What happened between those two?

Dec: I’ll let him tell you that, just let him tell you about but when he is ready to talk about it.

You: Ok, thank you Deccers. I owe you. Say hi to Lauren and little Jude. Congrats by the way.

Dec: bye small, see you soon when you come back.

You: Bye Tall

(Small and Tall are yours and Dec’s nicknames for each other as you're shorter than Dec)

*end of the phone call*

You smile to yourself and stare out the window for a minute. You then come back to reality and smile again. You then turn around and see Mason. You stare at him and see him with a big smile. ‟how much of that conversation did you hear?” you ask, walking to him, ‟oh I heard all of it.” He says pulling you into his arms ‟so you know how I feel and the question about…” you say, looking up at him. He nods and out of nowhere, his lips are on yours. You smile like an idiot inside and kiss him back. Fireworks go off in your head and you can tell Mason has been having the same feelings all along.

After what seems like forever, you pull away from his lips and just stand there, in a comfortable silence, in each other’s arms. You then both burst out laughing and you jump into his arms ‟is there anything you would like to ask me Miss Y/L/N?” he asks, holding you up, with his arms under your bum ‟yes Mr Mount there is, would you like to be my boyfriend?” you ask looking down at him, he nods his head and you kiss him again. ‟god, mason mount is now my boyfriend!” you shout, running down the stairs, going to his parents and siblings and Summer. They all cheer and laugh. Mason then comes down and wraps his arms around your shoulders and kisses your head.

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Authors note:

UGH! Finally, it's finished. I am so sorry for not posting it last night, life just got so busy and I didn’t have enough time to sit down and finish it but it’s done now.

Now I’m not sure whether I am going to do more parts to this but if I do, I will let you guys know.

I’m going to try and focus on my other stories for now and get them out as they will only be 1-part stories.

Thank you for your support on this story so far. I have loved writing for now but I am going to focus on other stories like I said.

Thank you and see you in my next story!

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xomasonmountstoriesxo · 1 year

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I love this!

THE HEART WANTS WHAT IT WANTS.

By CLG :

TW : ALCOHOLISM ( inspired by the song by Selena gomez - the heart wants what it wants )

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Since he left life itself seemed as though it was going downhill for you, even though you were happy for him you couldn’t help but crave hearing the sound of his voice and his contagious laugh echoing around your flat.

You never fully took the saying ‘you don’t know what you have until it’s gone’ quite seriously until that very night you and Mason went your separate ways. Part of you knew it was for the best as you didn’t want to interfere between Mason and his career, he was already making history at the age of 23 and his stats grew as each game went on so you both had to form a heartbreaking alliance.

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It was safe to say that you weren’t taking the heartbreak too well, you really took a step back from your social life and social media as you physically put yourself on pause. The feeling of being lonely everyday tore your heart apart piece by piece the longer you thought about Mason living his life alone too or with another girl, He was such a massive part of your life and your routine so to have that blank space left you didn’t know how to function without him in it.

You’d be lying if you said the temptation to snoop on his Instagram or his tiktok wasn’t very desirable but you knew you had to try and not torture yourself by seeing the sight of his handsome face on your screen, and although it’s been 6 months you still missed how his gentle chocolate brown eyes used to lure you in each time he looked at you with so much love and admiration…He really did make you feel like you were the only girl in this world and no feeling could of topped that.

Everyone had different ways of dealing with heartbreak…masons was to keep his schedule as busy as ever and yours was to drown them in loud music and alcohol.

Ever since you moved out of masons house you turned into quite the party animal which consisted going out religiously every single weekend, you couldn’t remember the last time you had a quiet night in but then again what was the point if you’d just be sitting in your flat all by yourself…that’s the way you thought but if Mason knew this is how you were coping he’d have a mouthful to say.

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Unfortunately for your Poor friends it was the weekend once again…the buzz in the air on a friday night seemed to be the only form of excitement that you got lately but you weren’t complaining. Another day. Another club.

As always you hosted pre drinks at your flat since you lived a little closer to town than the rest of your friends, they’d always come over earlier to get ready with you and get in the party spirit.

“Y/n I love you but I really don’t know how many more weekends my bank account can take” Morgan joked as she sat on your bed counting the cash she had in her purse.

“We’re single what else are we meant to do ? Sit on our arses on a Friday night like a bunch of boring old grannies” you rolled your eyes at her as you counted to unpin your pin curled hair.

“No I’m not saying that but you do know there’s other ways to enjoy a weekend that don’t involve us being in some sweaty overpriced nightclub in town”

“Alright negative Nancy, do you have any bright ideas” you huffed as you threw her an unamused look in your mirror.

“What about we still go into town but just for drinks at a nice bar ? That way we can actually hear ourselves think and bloody hear eachother speak for once” Morgan pleaded as she tried to throw you the puppy dog eyes.

“Bars are places where married man try find girls the same age as their daughters to take to a hotel” you gave her a stern look in hopes that she’d change her mind.

“Look who’s negative Nancy now…” Morgan folded her arms as she raised her eyebrow.

“It’s the truth Mo !! It’s disgusting if you ask me”

“Oh so you think nightclubs are any bloody better” she scoffed however you remained silent.

You mentally cursed yourself out. Morgan had won this debate. Which meant the nightclub you were ready to dive headfirst in to drown your sorrows was well and truly off the cards.

“Mmhm that’s what I thought, I’m booking us a table at the Ivy Asia right now” she grinned as she skipped across your room to grab her phone to make the booking.

“You’re lucky you’re my best friend or I would of told you to fuck off” you laughed at how proud she looked. “To be honest I could eat so you’re lucky I’m not putting up a fight either”

“Awww keep your toys in the pram just be happy that we can have a drink in a decent place for once horrid Henry”

Morgan laughed she stuck up her middle finger at you.

“Kiss my ass and call the Uber perfect Peter” you threw her a finger back which resulted in both of you laughing at eachother.

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The Uber had finally picked you both up and as you arrived outside the restaurant you saw how busy it was through the front window which you hated about popular restaurants, the thought of people judging how you eat made you uneasy.

“Fuck sake, I never knew the whole of London was having a conference in the Ivy” you sarcastically chimed.

“Am I gonna have to seriously spend my Friday night listening to you moaning all night or are we actually going to enjoy a nice dinner with some drinks like the good old times” Morgan placed one hand on her hip and she threw you an unamused look.

“What do you mean the good old times ? You say that as if I’m just all doom and gloom” you rolled your eyes.

“I’m not even gonna say a word, because if I do I’ll get in trouble” Morgan spun back round and headed into the restaurant to speak to the waiter by the door who then took you both to your allocated table.

You guys thanked him kindly and took your jackets and bags off and got settled, you couldn’t help but feel your anxiety hit the roof seeing as it’d been months since you last did something this relaxed. You hated how your mind could actually drift to places you didn’t want it to go which was a becking call for you to get yourself a drink.

“Pass me the drink menu Mo” you reached over the table to grab it from her but she only flashed you a blank stare.

“Morgan don’t take the piss ! Give me the drink menu I wanna have a look” you began to grow impatient as your anxiety got higher and higher.

Morgan disappointedly shook her head and slide the menu without looking at you which you were a bit taken back by.

“And what’s gotten into you all of a sudden Mrs let’s do something relaxed”

“You. That’s what.” She looked up at you with a straight face.

“I’m sorry ? What did I do wrong here…I asked for the menu and I agreed to this relaxed girls night with you so please elaborate on how I’m the problem here”

“Nah you see now I’m cutting the bullshit” she sat down her menu harshly on the table to get a better look at you “ever since you and Mason went your separate ways it’s like you’re not even you anymore” she snapped.

“Don’t you dare try and lecture me right now Morgan” your legs began to shake under the table, it’d be so long since you actually heard someone say his name out loud.

“No y/n !! I need to, because if I don’t I’m gonna be the one to blame if you spiral !” Morgan’s eyes slightly turned glossy.

“Spiral ?! You’re talking to me like I’m fucking going off the rails Jesus Christ Morgan”

“Well With the way you’ve been going for months on end y/n it’s actually starting to worry us” Morgan looked you with nothing but sympathy in her eyes.

“Us ?” You snapped your head up and looked at her confused.

“Mason” she looked down at the table.

You felt the air that was in your lungs be knocked out completely, your heart began to race and you felt your vision become blurry in your left eye as a single tear flooded your eyeball.

“I promise you I wanted to tell you for months, I really did but he made me swear I wouldn’t tell you..he said it was for your own good you didn’t know” Morgan tried to reach over the table to hold your hand but you quickly pulled it away.

“You’re supposed to be my best friend” you could barely speak without your voice wanting to break.

“I am y/n I still am, it killed me everyday to watch you drink and party the pain away but in the beginning I thought it was just to keep your mind off things but when you kept going and didn’t stop that’s when I panicked and I needed someone to help me…and nobody knows you better then him.”

“Help ?!! And how exactly has Mason helped because as far as I am aware it’s practically his fault that I’ve went down this road ! He’s the one that called it quits ! He’s the one that left ME !! He’s the one that broke MY heart ! And I stupidly agreed because I love him more than myself so I put him FIRST, and now look where that’s gotten me….sitting in a restaurant full of people I don’t want to be around and with a girl who I thought was my best friend.

“Y/n it wasn’t like that-”

“Spare me the crap Morgan ! You and Mason tried to be a home made rehabilitation centre when neither of you know fuck all…I’m broken because of him and when I try to stop thinking about him it’s a problem & now my problems problems are back in the flesh and are tag teaming me with my bestmate” you scoffed and grabbed your things as you tried to leave the restaurant without causing a scene.

“He was worried y/n I couldn’t exactly lie to him and say yeah Mason she’s happy as Larry without you, I don’t know what you expected me to do !!” Morgan stood up too as she tried to come after you.

“You could of told me the truth…that’s what you could of done” a couple tears started to dance around your face as you looked your bestfriends hurt sad eyes before making your exit.

Morgan felt like the worst person in the world right now, all she wanted to do was help you but when Mason had reached out to her about 3 months after you guys had split in hopes that she’d have answers to his questions she had no other choice then to tell him everything. Masons Curiosity only had to be explained when he constantly had team mates showing him pictures and videos of you on your friends stories acting completely different, he knew you liked a little night out with the girls here and there but when he began to see you playing hopscotch from nightclub to nightclub thats when he became worried about you.

But Mason was no fool, he knew how close you and Morgan were and he knew that Morgan’s heart was nothing but pure and kind and he most definitely knew the only reason Morgan was involved in the hard core partying was simply for your safety and to be a good support system but that support system turned into the holding your Hair up while you threw up your intoxicated insides out in your toilet or the stopping you from going home with random boys and catching an S.T.I and for that Mason was eternally grateful to Morgan.

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After you’d stormed off to god knows where Morgan had tried to phone and text you multiple times and not once did you reply. She couldn’t help but grow worried so she immediately went to your flat to check to see if you’d went home…but when she found the flat empty her panic began to grow.

Morgan didn’t know what to do or where to even begin to search for you, there was so many nightclubs in London that she couldn’t even think of any that would stand out to her to look at first so she continued to phone you over and over again and still you didn’t pick up.

Although Morgan was your childhood bestfriend if one person knew where to look for you if you went missing it’d be him…So she hit dial as fast as she could.

“You alri-”

Morgan cut him off before he could even finish his sentence.

“She knows”

“You’re winding me up” he remained calm but still wary judging by the sound of his voice through the phone.

“I’m being deadly serious Mason and she didn’t take it well at all, she stormed out the restaurant now i can’t find her” Morgan grew out of breath as she rambled on.

“Did you check her flat” he asked in a slight panic.

“That’s the first place I checked, she’s not there”

Morgan could hear Mason rustling around & cursing away at himself..

“Alright where are you, I’ll come get you and we can go look for her” he said sternly.

“St Paul’s !! I’m outside the Ivy Asia”

“I’ll be as quick as I can right, so stay put” the panic in his voice began to grow, the thought of you missing sent his brain into the worst place ever

“Ok ! I’ll keep trying to phone her to see if she’ll answer”

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Within 35 minutes Mason had finally pulled up outside the restaurant to find your worried best friend sat on the curb as she fiddled around with her phone. He rolled down the window and told her to get in quickly so that they could begin searching for you.

“So what did she say when she found out” mason broke the silence as he interrupted Morgan while she tried to phone you for the 200th time.

“She went on a 2 minuet tangent about how you broke her and how she’s trying to let go of her hurt and how I lied to her, there was more said but you know that way where you just panic and try think of a solution to calm a person down before it’s too late” Morgan sighed as she ran her hands through her hair in frustration.

“Did she have a drink in her” Mason asked sternly.

“Not one drop, she wanted to go out to a club but I managed to persuade her to do something differently somehow but of course I had to bribe her with alcohol, it honestly breaks my heart knowing I have to do that to get her to say yes Y’know”

A single tear fell down Morgan’s face as she thought about the girl you used to be before all of this.

“You’re not the one to blame here Morgan” Mason sighed as he looked at her with nothing but sympathy written all over his face.

“Neither are you though Mason, you didn’t want her to become a victim to your busy schedule and that’s understandable. What kind of boyfriend would you be if you weren’t there for her”

“She deserves a guy who’s actually present & who can be there for her and give her the love she deserves, but with the World Cup and with us being 4th on the prem chart and all these photoshoots and videos to film I just feel like I ain’t even got the time for myself never mind y/n.”

Morgan nodded in agreement.

“It’s just not fair on her, that’s the real reason why I had to let her go…and as much as I didn’t want to I couldn’t live with myself knowing she’s putting her life on pause while she just waits about for me all day, she’s needs to be her own person y’know”

“I know” Morgan sighed as she looked at the sadness that danced around masons face as he spoke about you. She could tell how much you meant to him and somehow now she understood why you behaved the way you did after losing him.

“She really does love you though mase, call me crazy but I can now see why she’s been acting the way she has” she slightly laughed as she tried to pick up the mood “girls like us don’t usually get a Prince Charming and when we do you best believe we’d do everything to keep him”

Mason smiled to himself as he thought about how you pictured him as your knight in shining armour.

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2 hours.

That’s how long Morgan and Mason had been driving around London for trying to find you, the pair began to grow even more impatient and worried as they searched high and low in the city centre. Morgan’s eyes grew heavier and she began to feel extremely tired, she let out a couple of yawns here and there as she still tried to contact you. She’d left multiple texts and calls but still nothing.

“Morgan I can drop you off home if you’re tired, I don’t mind looking for y/n by myself”

“What kind of friend would I be ? I’ll sleep when I’m dead” Morgan chuckled as she rubbed her eyes awake. “Besides if y/n knew I went home she’d think I was a total biatch”

Mason laughed.

“What’s a biatch” he asked.

“It’s just a better way of saying the word bitch to be honest” Mason laughed at Morgan’s Irish accent, the way she said the word bitch sounded as though she said beach which caught Mason off guard.

“Oh shit” Mason said as he slammed the breaks in the middle of the road.

“What !!! ” Morgan panicked as she looked at masons face.

He looked towards her with a glint of hope in his eyes.

“I think I know where she is”

Mason frantically grabbed his phone that sat in the cup holder & he went straight into maps for directions from where they were.

“What are you doing ? Where we going ? Where is SHE !!” Morgan grew impatient as she watched the boy move so fast infront of her.

“She’s at the bloody beach”

Mason quickly checked his mirrors as he went to make a quick U-turn, he’d set up the directions on his phone and off they went.

“Why would she be at the beach at half 10 at night” Morgan asked full of confusion “and what beach exactly ? I didn’t know you had beaches in London.

“Lido beach in west London, Its where I told her I loved her” he whispered.

“And you’re sure we’ll find her there” Morgan pleaded.

“I’m hoping to god we do because I can’t think of her going anywhere else and she hasn’t drank so she definitely would of went back to the flat to get her car” Mason rambled on as he tried to find hope in his theory.

“I’m a total idiot ?! I didn’t even check if her car was still in the car park… oh dear lord I hope you’re right Mason” Morgan took a deep breath as she sat back in the seat and waited for the best.

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* Y/N’S POV : *

You sat peacefully on the soft golden sand as you let the tide wet your feet while you watched it go back and fourth. Lido beach was where mason told you that he loved you, it was also where you spent your 1 year anniversary & where you ended your birthday celebrations every year with a lantern being let off into the sky.

This place had a special part in your heart especially after the hellish months you had the beach was the only place that gave you inner peace…all your thoughts were put to ease as the sound of the waves crashing against eachother tickled your brain with satisfaction. Although lido beach brought you happiness it was the only thing you had left of Mason, it carried his memory and the words he once said... You felt as though they were imprinted into the sand for you to visualise Every-time you came back here.

You sat in silence Every-time you came here but you let the tears that fell from your face do all the talking for you, you knew your heart had so much to say but you couldn’t find the words. You hated how the words that he said that night lingered in your mind whenever you were alone.

‘If you love someone you should let them go’

‘It’s for the best, I only want you to be happy’

But the truth is you were already happy, you understood how demanding masons life was better than anyone else and you handled it with grace and patience. You never once complained about being in the house alone too much or not having a proper couples holiday without Mason being bombarded with pictures, you knew it all came with the job but that’s just what happens when your boyfriend is labelled as one of the best and youngest footballers in the world.

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After a long yet rushed car journey Mason and Morgan had finally arrived at the beach. Without hesitating Mason didn’t even bother to park the car accordingly as he just left it in the middle of the carpark, whilst he quickly got out he ran towards the beach to find you with Morgan following Behind with her heels in her hand.

“Watch your step Morgan” Mason shouted as he sprinted ahead, he turned round ever so often to check if Morgan was still trailing behind him.

“I’ll try phone her again !! we might be able to hear her phone ring” Morgan shouted back as her terrible stamina started to catch up with her.

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* BACK TO Y/N’s POV : *

The air began to get thicker and colder so you decided it was about time you called it a night and headed back to your car to go home.

You grabbed your heels that sat next to you & your phone only to find you had over 100 missed calls & texts from Morgan, you mentally cussed yourself out because you knew you’d made her worried so you decided to call her back to let her know you were okay.

After the first ring she immediately answered.

“Y/N !!! Where are YOU !! ARE YOU OKAY” she shouted

“Before you continue chewing my face off I’m okay Mo, I’m about to go home anyways so”

“you might want to stay where you are” she said slightly hesitant.

“I’m confused ? Why are you not lecturing me right now ? Or better yet why aren’t you screaming at me” you asked.

“I’ll let him explain this one”

“Excuse me”

Confusion circled your mind until it finally all made sense.

“Don’t you dare Morgan”

“We’re um…we’re actually here” Morgan said worriedly.

“Here Where” you spat.

“The beac-”

Before she could finish you were interrupted by the sound of a voice that you disgustingly missed but dreaded at the same time.

“Y/n” Mason said in relief as he analysed your still frame.

You felt your entire body freeze as you stared at the boy who was once your everything, for a split second you were convinced that your heart stopped beating until he did something that you’d missed out on for many months.

Without wasting a single second Mason quickly approached you and embraced you in his arms, as much as you wanted to hold it together you couldn’t help but let the tears run down your face.

“It’s okay” he whispered as he placed a light kiss on the top of your head “I’m here now alright”

“Please don’t” you shook your head that was buried in his chest as you pulled away from his embrace “don’t give me false hope mase, it’s not fair” you choked on the lump in your throat as you looked down towards the Sandy ground.

“What ? No y/n I’m here to help you”

He tried to reach for you but you took a step back.

“I think you’ve done enough” your eyes didn’t shift, you refuse to even look at him.

Mason was taken back by your harsh yet true comment, he knew that he’d hurt you but he didn’t think it’d take this much a toll on you. He simply wanted the best for you but his idea has now turned catastrophic and has caused you pain that he’d never ever dream of inflicting towards you and he only had himself to blame.

“right when I think I hate you something pulls me under like the bloody tide” you broke the silence and finally built up the courage to face him.

“Let’s just go back to my car and we can talk yeah” Mason attempted to reason with you.

“Save your advice mason, I know I’m acting a bit crazy and strung out but believe me you’re not the only one praying that I make it out this ended relationship alive” you spat as you threw a strong finger at him to get your point across.

“Don’t speak like that y/n” Mason hung his head low as his voice got quieter while yours got louder.

“Every second that I wasn’t with you felt like torture, so pardon me for finding an alternative to let go” you took a deep breath as you felt yourself getting angrier.

“I only wanted what was best for You !! I didn’t mean to hurt you at all, you’ve got to believe me when I say that” Mason began to grow just as angry as you were.

“You might be right but I honestly don’t care, there’s no happy ending for us..we live in a modern fucking fairy tale Mason wake UP”

“You’re the love of my fucking life y/n !! They will always be an US weather you like it or not I will always love you” Mason raised his voice as he took a slight step towards you.

“There’s no wind in our sails Mason” you swallowed the lump in your throat as you let the tears run down your face.

Mason dismissed your rejection and pulled you back in for a hug but this one actually felt like it meant something.

“Y’know There’s a million reasons why I should give you up” you sniffed as your face was comfortably buried back into his chest.

“The hearts wants what it wants y/n” Mason pulled you away from his chest as he cupped your face in his hands “just let me fix things but while I do that give yourself a break yeah”

You looked up at him as you felt your fragile feelings began to disappear the more you drowned into his kind brown eyes. Your thoughts were completely gone and all that you could hear was the sound of the sea dragging back and fourth along the sand and the sound of your own heartbeat through your chest.

“I still love you Mason” you whispered as more tears danced around your face, you knew your emotions were all over the place but with Mason around they were free to show.

“And I love you more, so please don’t scare me like that ever again…I mean it” masons thumbs softly glided over your cheeks as they wiped away the tears that once slid down your cheeks everyday that was spent without him.

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xomasonmountstoriesxo · 1 year

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Hey guys, I’m hoping to get the second part of Here I am up tonight but if not it might be up at the end of the weekend (Sunday night). Ever since I posted the first part, I’ve had writers block and didn’t know what to write, so I started a new story but yeah, now that the writers block has gone, hopefully it’s out tonight.

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xomasonmountstoriesxo · 1 year

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lessons in love // ii

Warnings: smut, swearing, daddy kink, spitting, d/s and you know the drill, just straight nastiness

Words: 3.6k

Summary: you and mason finally make it official after you make him dinner

part: i

ii. take each day as it comes

Spending time with Mason brings a smile on your face. No matter how busy the two of you are, you always manage a five-minute call at the end of the day as the bare minimum. He asks about your day, wishes you a good morning, and always lets you know that he’s thinking about you. He sends you pictures of himself at training, pulling silly faces when he’s on his break. You know that with the World Cup coming up, he’s working even harder than ever yet he still makes time for you. It’s crazy how someone you have known for such a short amount of time has made such an impact on you and makes such an effort to know that you’re valued.

Between the dates the two of you have had, you’re unbelievably happy. Mason is someone that instantly makes others feel at ease but to you, he’s almost a calming force in your crazy life. He’s your little slice of tranquillity. No matter how bad your day is, he brings sunshine back into it and on a good day, he keeps you going. Like an undeserving miracle, he’s barreled into your life and changed it for the better.

He makes time speed up, every moment you have with him feels fleeting no matter how long you’re in each other’s presence. The Mason you get is not the same Mason you share with the rest of the world. He’s everything he portrays himself to be but somehow more real. You love learning more and more about him because it doesn’t feel like learning. It feels like falling in love.

Needing to speak to him, you grab your phone and type out a quick message. There’s no fear or games with Mason and it makes you feel good. Stable. Like you’re not some part of a game.

Do you have any plans for tonight?xx

Nope. What have you got in mind?x

Come over. I want to spend some time with you xx

What time?x

7?xx

Perf, I’ll see you then x

Yeah, you will ;). Also, don’t eat, I’m making dinner. Let me know if there’s anything you can’t eat/don’t like xx

Grinning like an idiot, you get back to work. Even with the monotony of the day, you feel invincible. None of the rude emails or the shortness of your colleagues are able to ruin your mood. It feels almost stupid to hinge so much of your happiness on a guy but you can’t help it. It’s been so long since you’ve felt wanted. That you’ve felt seen by another person.

For once, you don’t feel the need to have your read receipts on - you know that Mason will always respond when he has the time to, Plus, when he is busy, you know that you can rely on the mountains of content of him on the Internet to satiate that hunger. It’s not the same but you’re able to hear his voice and watching him charm everybody that ever speaks to him. Watching him be a bit of a dork never fails to make you laugh.

Your fridge is empty so you rush to order some groceries for delivery once you get home, taking note of everything Mason has told you he can’t eat. It makes you nervous just thinking about cooking for Mason but you need to see him. It’s been a few weeks since your last date owing to the two of your schedules. Between court and the rest of your caseload, you’d been unable to leave the office at a normal time the last few days. Mason has been incredibly understanding but each time you tell him that you can’t see him, you feel like such a prick. You’re so undeserving of his understanding.

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You set up the table in your living room, using a candle as the centrepiece. It’s perfect for a romantic date in once the lights are dimmed. Your hands get a little clammy once you realise that Mason may not like what you’ve done although you’re very much aware that he wouldn’t tell you. Once again, doubt fills your mind: what if he doesn’t like your cooking or if he thinks that you’re trying too hard. Maybe he’ll find tonight too romantic…

Between getting dinner ready and making the house look presentable, you almost forget to get ready yourself. Jumping in the shower, you wash off your makeup and hope for the best. Despite having been on a few dates beforehand, you’re still worried about making a good impression. It still makes no sense to you as to what Mason sees in someone as bland as yourself.

Hey beautiful, I’m just about to leave the house. I’ll see you in a bit x

I can’t wait to see you, Mase xx

Same here, sweetheart x

Whilst his messages make your heart flutter, you become flustered at the time restraints you’re facing. Whilst dinner is almost ready, it feels as if you’re wholly unprepared for the evening. It feels stupid to wory so much now, since he’s already on his way but you can’t shake the insecurity. The feelings of inadequacy are overwhelming.

Mason turns up with a bouquet of sunflowers and roses. Before you even think about thanking him, you greet him with a kiss, pulling him into your home.

‘I’ve missed you,’ you admit, looking at the floor in embarrassment before taking the outstretched flowers. ‘Thank you, Mason, they’re beautiful.’

‘I’ve missed you too, sweetheart,’ he tilts your chin up so you’re looking into his soulful eyes before he kisses you once more. It’s slow and sensual, his tongue gently entering your mouth, prompting you to let out a soft moan. ‘And you’re more than welcome.’

‘Take a seat, I’m just preparing dinner and I’ll put these flowers in some water.’

You rush off back to the kitchen, not wanting to burn dinner, giving the pot a quick stir before getting some water for the flowers. From the sound of your heart in your ears, you don’t even notice Mason was following you until his hands wrap around your waist, pulling your back flush to his chest as his head rests on your shoulders.

‘This is awfully domestic,’ you joke, sighing into his touch, your body getting a little limper against his. The warmth of Mason’s body slows down your heart, the nerves vacating as you return your focus to dinner.

‘Yeah, I like it.’ Mason mumbles into your neck. ‘Dinner smells amazing, by the way.’

Humming in response, you mix the pasta sauce once more before reaching into your drawer for a spoon, still enveloped in Mason’s arms. Scooping a little sauce onto the spoon, you make sure none of it is dripping before turning to Mason, and offering him a taste. Watching him expectantly, Mason leans his head towards the spoon, tasting dinner before you take it from his mouth and taste the sauce yourself.

‘Fuck,’ he groans. ‘This is so much better than anything I can cook myself.’

‘Thank you,’ you giggle before pecking him on the lips. ‘Do you think it needs anything? I’m thinking maybe a little more salt.’

‘Baby, whatever you think it needs.’

He watches as you add a little soy sauce and curry powder into the mixture, giving it a quick stir before the two of you taste it once more. Mason lets out a low hum of approval as you nod your head, asking him to get you the pasta from the fridge. He lets go of you to find the well-needed carbs and in a moment of sacrilege, you put said fresh pasta into your sauce. It saves time and yet another dish.

‘You didn’t just do what I think you did,’ Mason gawks at you, disbelief evident in his face.

‘What?’ you feign innocence/

‘Did you just put pasta into the sauce?’

‘It’ll cook in there!’ you protest. ‘It will thicken the sauce and cook at the same time - the sauce is bubbling and it’s not like I used dry pasta!’

‘Okay, next time I’ll cook dinner,’ he narrows his eyes at you.

Grabbing his face in your hands, you force Mason to look into your eyes. Trying your best to suppress your own laughter, you kiss his cheek, the tip of his nose and then his other cheek before kissing his lips gently. He holds onto your hips before one hand trails up to your neck and the other makes its way to your arse.

‘Listen, you’ve already admitted that I’m a better cook than you so don’t question my methods. It works, I do it all the time.’

‘I can hear the entirety of Italy crying in anguish.’

‘That’s okay with me. It’s only the two of us here so who cares?’

‘Fair enough, pretty girl,’ he kisses you once more and your heart flutters at the nickname. You trace absentminded circles into his back for a few moments before remembering that it’s time to serve up dinner. Breaking away from his embrace, you give Mason one last quick kiss. ‘Do you need any help, baby?’

‘Can you please get some pasta bowls from the top cupboard, please?’ you fail to hide the glee in your voice from all of the pet names he’s been calling you, giddy from the affection and attention you’re getting from him. Rushing to the fridge, you get the parmesan and some butter. Adding the latter to the sauce, you mix it into the sauce until it’s glossy and begin to plate them up.

‘Thanks, babe,’ you say, the word rolling off of your tongue without any resistance. It feels right and you’re spurred on by how affectionate he’s been since he arrived at your house. Grabbing two forks and spoons from the drawer, you grab both plates and beckon, with your head, for Mason to follow you.

Placing Mason’s plate on one end of the table, you do the same with yours before handing him his cutlery. The soft glow of the candle accentuates the warmth of his brown eyes and you can’t help but to just look at the handsome man in front of you for a few moments. All you can think about is how lucky you are to be sat with him. To have him in your life.

‘Thank you.’ Mason holds your hand and squeezes it before taking a bite of the pasta. ‘Okay, this is really good, I admit it.’

‘I told you not to judge the process.’ you tease, sticking your tongue out before taking a bite of your own food. ‘When it comes to pasta, I’m always right. You’ll be wise to remember that, Mr Mount.’

‘Oh, yeah?’ he laughs. ‘Is that why you’re serving tagliettle tonight?’

‘It’s your favourite and you’re my guest so I thought that I’d compromise on serving you the best pasta.’

‘So, are you saying that you weren’t going to serve me the best?’ he teases, his smirk reaching his eyes and you take a moment to appreciate the smile lines he has.

‘’That’s exactly what I’m saying, sweetheart. Do you have a problem with it?’’

‘I’m so hurt,’ he jokes, clutching his chest in jest.

‘You’re such a dork, Mason,’ you laugh, shaking your head and taking another bite of your food.

‘Yeah, and you love it.’

‘Oh, really?’ you feign innocence. ‘I had no idea about that.’

‘Oh, you know you do, baby.’

‘Maybe I do, so what?’

‘Eat your dinner and I’ll show you,’ he says, voice husky and you rush to finish your food in anticipation for whatever Mason has in stall for you.

A comfortable silence falls between the two of you as you eat, stealing glances at each other. Your thighs squeeze in anticipation and you offer Mason another serving once he’s done.

‘I’m good for now, sweetheart,’ he says lowly, walking over to you and making you stand so you’re seated on his lap as you finish your last few bites. Mason traces circles into your arm and peppers kisses on your skin, distracting you. ‘Keep eating, baby, you’ve got to keep your strength up.’

You don’t even need to look at him to see how his eyes are twinkling. He continues his ministrations on your skin but every time you stop eating, he stops. It’s clear that his dominant side is coming out and your heart races at the thought of him dominating you in other areas, too.

Once you’re finished, you turn back to look at Mason before resting your head on his shoulder, your hand trailing his thighs. What you wouldn’t do to ride them… Fully turning your body around to straddle him, your hands lace into Mason’s hair and you kiss him, his stubble rubbing against the soft skin on your face.

Instantly, Mason’s takes control of the kiss, his fingers digging into your thighs as your hips involuntarily back and grind against him. As the two of you pull apart, Mason grabs your chin and pushes your head up so that you’re facing the ceiling, offering your neck and chest area to him.

‘Is this okay, baby?’ he asks pulling your head down so that you’re looking into his eyes. He’s completely sincere and studies every aspect of your face, inspecting it, to see if you’re not into it.

‘This is exactly what I want, Mason,’ you whisper, kissing him once more.’ This is what I like. Please give me more.’

‘Please give me more, what?’ Mason chides, his eyes dark and laced with lust.

‘Daddy? Sir?’ You study his face this time, trying to work out what he likes. It’s the way his gaze somehow darkens even more when you call him the former that you realise that you’ve worked out exactly what he likes. ‘Please give me more, daddy. I want you, daddy.’

It’s as if something snaps inside of Mason and he holds you even tighter, kissing you with a renewed fervour, as he devours your mouth, tasting and memorising every part of it. Like a man starved, his mouth moulds to yours, tongue gazing against yours. Mason bites your bottom lip, tugging it and releasing it, appreciating how swollen it is.

‘Where’s your bedroom?’ he asks between kisses on your neck and collarbone. You’re so glad you wore the tiny black dress tonight. You give Mason the directions and he carries you to your bed before throwing you onto the mattress. ‘Are you going to be a good girl for daddy tonight?’

Eagerly, you nod hiking up the bottom of your dress so he can see the tiny thong you’re wearing. It’s completely soaked, your arousal already running down your legs. Mason kneels on the bed, his head between your parted thighs and you gasp when he licks your cunt through the soaked fabric.

‘You need to use your words, baby,’ he warns, teasing you with his tongue once more, pressing his tongue against your covered clit. ‘I like it when my good girl uses her words but since we’ve just started, I’ll take it easy on you.’

Your thighs clench around his head and Mason tuts against your skin, pulling your legs apart. Realising your mistake, you try to speak, ‘sorry, daddy.’

‘Good girl,’ he chuckles, ripping your thong from your body. The cool air hitting your hot cunt causes goosebumps to erupt all over your body. His praise going straight to your core. ‘What does my baby want?’

‘You, daddy,’ you whine. ‘Anything daddy wants to give me.’

You hear Mason do a sharp inhale at your words. As a reward, his lips are on your clit, lapping at it and making you squirm as he inserts a single finger into you, curling it before pulling it out. Your thighs once again tighten around him and he adds another finger. Your soaking cunt takes him in easily and you moan at his deft fingers as his tongue continues to lap up your wetness.

‘You’re such a good girl for me, I could die with my head buried between your thighs.’

You whimper and whine in response, your back arching and eyes squeezing shut as he continues to pleasure you. Your body grows weak from the sensations of his tongue and fingers and his facial hair grazing across all of your most sensitive areas. Instinctively, your hands go to your breasts, teasing your nipples through the fabric of your dress. Pleasure grows in your stomach and you begin to feel lightheaded as your body readies itself for an orgasm.

‘Please don’t stop, daddy,’ you beg, biting down on your bottom lip. ‘I’m so close, daddy. It feels so good.’

‘Okay, pretty girl, come for me,’ he commands before adding a third finger into you. His teeth gently grazing across your clit sends you over the edge, your body shaking from the veracity of the orgasm washing over your body. Your legs tremble as your back arches off of the bed so intensely that Mason has to hold you down, his fingers pressing so hard into your skin that you know that you’ll bruise.

As your body settled down a little, Mason watches you, your lips parted as you struggle to get your breath back. He pushes your dress from your shoulders and you lift your body up a little so he can completely discard it.

‘Fuck, you look so pretty when you come,’ he praises, stripping down and rubbing his cock. ‘It makes daddy so happy to see you like this.’

Mason continues to stroke his cock and you push yourself up to fully take him in. Reaching out, you trace the dragon on his side before your eyes go to his cock, already weeping precum.

‘Daddy,’ you look up at him through your eyelashes. ‘Please can I have a taste?’

‘Daddy needs to fuck you, baby,’ he admits. ‘I can’t wait.’

Pouting, you run the pad of your thumb over his weeping cock, trying to gather up the liquid before popping it in your mouth and savouring the taste. Mason growls, pushing you back onto the bed and lining his cock up with your soaking cunt. He pushes into you, a burning stretch is felt as he bottoms out inside of you. Mason braces himself on his arms, either side of your head and you let out a loud moan, your mouth open from his intrusion. You feel him spit into your mouth and instantly swallow it, your walls clenching at his actions.

‘Thank you, daddy,’ you whimper as your sore cunt flutters around his thick cock. Your hips rock, meeting his thrusts as he pounds into you, his balls slapping and hitting against your skin.

‘You’re such a good girl,’ he groans out, picking up speed. ‘Taking daddy so well. It’s like you were made for me.’

Your nails dig into his skin as your ankles dig into his arse to pull him deeper inside of you. You feel the familiar tightening in your stomach and you whimper and moan, letting Mason know just how close you are. You know that he is too by the way his thrusts get sloppier.

‘Cum, baby,’ he pants resting his forehead against yours and you let go, your body completely taking over, your walls clenching around him, begging him to cum inside of you. Your legs hold Mason inside of you as he groans, throwing his head back as he cums inside of you, coating your walls with thick streams of cum.

‘Fuck,’ you whimper as he pulls out of your sensitive sex. ‘Thank you.’

‘Oh baby,’ Mason cooes. ‘Thank you for taking me so well.’

He traces a finger across your cheek as he falls into bed beside you, his body flushed red from the physical exertion. You scoot over to kiss him gently as the two of you try to get your breath back.

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You wake up to Mason’s arm slung over your stomach, keeping you close to him. Gently rolling over in an attempt to not disturb him, you take a moment to really appreciate how peaceful he looks asleep. You brush a some hair away from his face and smile, a warm feeling in your heart overtaking the soreness of the night before.

‘Morning,’ he whispers, fighting to open his eyes. Even like this, he looks angelic, with a satiated smile on his face.

‘Good morning,’ you kiss the tip of his nose. ‘I didn’t mean to wake you.’

You play with his hair, combing it with your fingers as Mason closes his eyes once more. He pulls you close to him so that you can feel his breath fan your face. He draws random, idle shapes on your bare back, the two of you content in the touch of the other.

‘You didn’t, baby,’ he assures you. ‘Did you enjoy last night?’

‘Yeah,’ you smile. ‘I always enjoy my time with you.’

‘Me too,’ he admits, opening his eyes fully. ‘Will you be my girlfriend?’

‘Yeah, I’d love to.’

‘Good because I considered you my girlfriend before last night, I just needed to hear you say it.’

Playfully, you slap his chest laughing, ‘you’re such a dork.’

‘Yes, but I’m officially your dork now.’ he reminds you, tapping the tip of your nose.

‘I really don’t deserve to have you in my life,’ you sigh, content.

‘That’s not true, pretty girl,’ he says with all seriousness. ‘You deserve even better than what I can give you. You deserve the world.’

‘As do you.’

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Here I Am - Mason Mount Story

Song: Here I Am – Leona Lewis

Summary:

You work at Chelsea Football club. Your dream job and place to be. As a physiotherapist. On game days, you assist the other physios with helping to make sure that the boys are fit to carry on playing or during the week, you give them little check-ups. However, since you have been working there, your boyfriend Taylor (or whatever name you want), who doesn’t like when there are other guys around you, especially football players, wants you to quit your job. You’ve only been working at Chels for a year and a half. All the boys love you and treat you like family. What you really like about the boys is that you all joke about stuff. You have become extremely close with them all especially the England boys. Conor Gallagher, Raheem Sterling, Ben Chilwell, Ruben Loftus-Cheek, Reece James, and him, Mason Mount. You are unbelievably close to Mason Mount. You always have been. You see, you and Mase have known each other for quite some time. You met at Chelsea Football Academy, at the age of six but due to you and your parents moving all the time for work, you lost contact until now.

Start of Story:

You arrive your normal time, 8am sharp. You park in your designated spot, in the car park, right next to MM19. You notice that his spot was empty which meant he was running late and that is very unlike of him. You wait in the warmth of your car, because when Mase recognised you a year and a half ago, you both made a pact that if either one of you were late to work, you would wait for one another, the same goes at the end of the day. For example, if you’re not at reception and Mason is, he goes straight to the physio room as he knows where you will be at the end of the day. However, if it was the other way round you would have to find another player or G.P (Graham Potter) to fetch Mase out of the changing rooms or he would never come out but sometimes you would find him on the training pitch doing extra training. Fifteen minutes later, a white Mercedes arrive and parks up next to you. You turn your engine off, grab your bags and get out of your car. You look at Mason as he comes out his car ‟You’re late” you giggle ‟Sorry darling but my car wouldn’t start” he says giving you a hug and kiss on the cheek. Once he grabs his bags and locks the car, you both walk into the office and go get breakfast with the other boys.

*After work*

After a long day in the physio room and observing the boys train, you finally finish doing check-ups on some of the more senior players, you pack away the equipment. Whilst packing away there’s a knock on the door ‟come in!” you shout ‟hey, it’s me, you ready to go?” Mason says, popping his head round the door ‟yeah just coming” you say smiling at him as you put the last box of stuff in the cupboard and lock it up. You grab your bags from behind your desk and go out the room, locking the door to the physio room. You then walk to the car park with Mason, laughing and joking about stuff. ‟What are you doing tonight?” Mason asks ‟Taylor has a football match, and he wants me to go to it, but I’ve seen enough football today” you giggle ‟come to mine, I miss you. We haven’t spent any time together for so long. Dec is going to be there with Lauren, they miss you too.” Mason pleads with you ‟I’ll see what I can do” you say, giving your best friend a hug and then getting in your car. You call your boyfriend Taylor and tell him you can’t go to his football match. He gets angry but says ok anyways. You look at Mase, but his car is gone. You throw your phone in to your bag and go to Masons house. Once you arrive, the familiar white Mercedes is sitting in the driveway. You park behind it and go up to the window and bang on it. You see Mase jump, and he rolls down the window ‟you little b*tch” he says laughing ‟I’m going to get you for that” he says. He starts getting out of the car and as he is chasing you, you spot Lauren and Rice walking up the driveway ‟HELP ME” you scream, running behind them and hiding.

They both laugh and guard you from the crazy Chelsea player, that’s running towards the three of you ‟get back here you little sh*t” Mase shouts as Dec and Lauren move out the way. Mase grabs you and spins you around. You squeal and hold on tight. ‟you two are cute, stop!” Rice says. You blush and giggle nervously. ‟Y/n has a boyfriend Dec” Mase says with a little hurt in his voice.

You see, ever since you were little and met the boys at the Chelsea Academy, you, Mason and Declan have always had this joke about you and Mount would become an item one day but because of your parents moving around for work all the time when you were younger, you never got the chance to tell Mason how you really felt and because of that you found Taylor. Yes, he can be controlling sometimes but he was the right guy for you at that moment. Now that Mason is back in your life, all those feelings have come back. The only people that know about your feelings towards Mason are yourself, Lauren, Rice, Chilly, Reece and your parents. That’s why they spoilt you a lot when moving around. They knew it broke your heart but, in a way, it was a good thing to do because your feelings for Mason Mount, only grew stronger.

‟Y/n, you ok?” a voice says making you come out of your thoughts and see Dec standing there in front of you with a worried face ‟yeah, just thinking about when us three were in the Chelsea Academy where we first met. Where I first met…” you say smiling at him ‟the good old days” he says giving you a hug and kiss on the head. Ever since you were younger, you and dec have been like brother and sister. He protects you as best he can no matter what the situation is. You both then walk into Masons house and go to where him and Lauren are. You look at Mason and smile at him ‟you ok” he mouths to you; you nod your head and sit next to him on the sofa. You feel his arm go behind you and dangle around your neck ‟I’m going to get some stuff from the shop, do you want to come with me?” he whispers in your ear. You nod your head and get up of the sofa. ‟What do you guys want from the shop?” Mason asks Dec and Lauren ‟We've got to go. Dinner reservations.” Dec says. You knew that was a lie because Lauren gave you a look that signals that you and Mase should have some alone time. They both stand up and give you a hug. As soon as they leave, you tell Mason that you have to go home and with that you’re gone.

As soon as you arrive home, there are multiple cars in your driveway, and you can hear the music blaring from inside your house. That means your boyfriend clearly won his football match and is having a party. You turn the engine off and go into your house. You go to the kitchen and see that all the food in the fridge has been eaten by people you don’t know. You then wonder around the house and end up in the living room to see that your boyfriend Taylor was making out with a blonde girl. As soon as you see who it is, your blood boils and you pull the plug of the music ‟EVERYBODY OUT!” you scream and pull the blonde girl from your ‘boyfriend’ and push her outside, along with everyone else. You then shut the front door and there he was, standing there all drunk with lipstick on his face ‟baby I’m sorry. I missed you and you weren't at my game to celebrate with me” he says ‟get out! we are over!” you say and push him out the door, closing it in his face. ‟Baby come on, you love me” he screams on the other side of the door. You run upstairs to your room, opening the window and then start chucking his clothes out of it. Once all his clothes were gone, you grab the necklace that he gave you and threw that out the window.

An hour later, after finally ending things with Taylor, you’re sat in your bedroom, blaring out through the speaker Bleeding Love by Leona Lewis whilst crying your heart out. You pick up your phone and call HIM. ‟Can you come over?” you say on the phone.

Suddenly there was a knock at the door. You run downstairs, opening the door and there he was, the man of your dreams with his back to you. He turns around and sees the tears rolling down your face ‟Oh Y/n” Mason says, pulling you in to his arms and stepping into your house. You cry into his shoulder, and he comforts you.

A few minutes pass and you’re now calm and Mase is cooking in the kitchen. You’re sitting on one the bar stools, watching him make a mess in your kitchen.‟Mason Mount you are making a mess in my house” you say and go over to where he is ‟oh well” he says shrugging his shoulders and laughing. You grab the bag of flour and pour it on his head ‟Oh you little. You better run misses” Mason says and grabs an egg. You giggle and start running around the island in your kitchen. You stop at one end as Mason is on the other side ‟you are lucky you’re my best friend” Mason says smiling and walking over to you with the egg still in his hand ‟however, that doesn’t mean you get away with this” he says and splats the egg right on top of your head. You laugh and then head upstairs to your bathroom and have a shower. After having a relaxing shower, with hair washing, you get dressed into a pair of Chelsea football shorts and one of Masons old hoodies. You then go downstairs, putting comfy socks on ‟Mase where are you?” you shout to your best friend ‟I’m in the living room” he shouts back. You go to where he is and smile at him ‟what do you want to do?” he asks as he turns his body to you ‟I don’t know, what do you want to do?” you reply ‟how about you pack a bag, and you can stay with me for a while. I’m sure that dickhead will need to come back and get the rest of his belongings, so whilst he does that, come, and stay with me at my house” Mason asks, looking into your eyes. ‟Are you sure?” you say. He nods his head ‟I want to protect you Y/n and I can’t do that unless you’re with me” he says and smiles. ‟Ugh fine I will come stay with you for a while. I’m sick of this house anyways” you say. And with that you run upstairs and pack a suitcase with all the essentials in it. You both then head to Masons house in his car.

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Authors Note:

Hey guys,

Thank you so much for getting to the end of the story. I really hope you enjoyed it. Please let me know what you think about this story. I am thinking of doing another part to this and turning it into a full on Wattpad kind of story but obviously keeping on here.

If anyone has any song suggestions for stories, please let me know.

Part 2 coming soon, if you guys like it,

But for now, writing Part 2, just in case,

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