Warped Tour Reunion (Mike Fuentes Imagine)

Trigger Warning: Mentions of suicidal thoughts, bullying, and past self harm.

I hate it here in high school. There's this one dick that's in every single one of my classes. His brother is two years older so he's already graduated. Yes, we're juniors. He has bleach blonde liberty spikes, and he's really skinny. He's an ass, especially around his friends. We used to be best friends until he abandoned me last year to be with the popular kids. I was a loner that year, but then my best friends from elementary school and middle school transfered over so I have friends for the rest of high school. He would always disrupt class, poke fun at people, get in trouble, skip classes, you know. He especially like to pull pranks on his favorite target... me. It was because we used to be best friends, he knew everything that crawled under my skin. His name was Michael Fuentes. The worst prank he ever did to me still haunts my dreams. He called me out in front of half the school on my cutting and how I was a freak because I couldn't handle my problems. He pointed out that I did and everyone looked to see that it was true. From then on, people would pass by and say things like 'kill yourself' or 'fucking disgusting'. That was last year. Thank god I had friends to help me through it. After high school, I moved in with my 3 best friends in an apartment in San Diego, an hour away from where I used to live. We started becoming more and more open to things, I got into A Day to Remember, We Are the In Crowd, Paramore, etc. Two of my friends got into heavier things. I liked a few songs from them, but I just couldn't get completely into it. This one band in particular sounded really good, Pierce the Veil. The name sounded familiar, but i brushed it off. Y/F/N said they would be at Warped Tour this year, 08. She was taking me with her because she wanted to see them and I was the toughest one out of three of us. At Warped Tour, we enter and immediately head to the merch booth. She buys as much as possible, then we head to other merch booths because bands I like, such as Motion City Soundtrack would be playing here too. I bought 3 shirts and a bracelet. She drags me to the stage where Pierce the Veil would be playing so we get as close to the stage as possible. They play a great set, and their not that bad on the eyes either. The bass player is really hyper and adorable. The guitarist is so cute and just ugh. The lead singer and the drummer look really familiar, it's almost scary. "We'll be having a meet and greet, guys! Just hurry over to our tent and get in line! You've been awesome!" The lead singer announces. They guys leave stage but the drummer lingers for a bit scanning the crowd. He spots Y/F/N and smirks, then his eyes settle on me. His smirk immediately wipes off his face. He hurries off stage and before I can ask Y/F/N what their names were, she drags me with her to the tent. We get in line but I take back what body parts were still connected to me, "Damn, don't break me. I don't have spares!" I exclaim. She rolls her eyes, and then emits and ear piercing shreik along with the rest of the girls in line. I turn to see the guys walking towards the tent, taking their seats. "Hey, can you handle it by yourself? Like try not to freak out too much or do something embarassing? I'll be standing over there," I say pointing to an open space. She nods and basically shoos me away. I roll my eyes and as I look back I see her primping herself for them. Damn, fangirls are so weird. She finally gets up to them after like twenty minutes. She goes first to guitarist, then to bass, then vocals, and finally drums. Drums whispers something in her ear and she looks like she's ready to explode. She nods her head excitedly and runs over to me. "Y/N!!! I CAN'T BELIEVE I GOT TO MEET THEM! Oh and guess what?!" she's dying. "Pffff... what, they asked us to come to their tour bus?" I laugh sarcastically. "YES!" She squeals. My eyes widen, "Oh... okay." She drags me with her around for the rest of the day before we head towards the buses. The guitarist is standing by the security guard near the gate, "Mike told me to come see him on the bus? My name is Y/F/N and I brought a friend." She says. The security guard looks to the guitarist for confirmation and he nods. Once past him its a long walk to the buses. "What's your name? I'm sorry, but I never really heard of you guys before a year ago, so I don't know much about you." I explain. "Oh that's okay, that's what Warped Tour is for! Helps us get our name around. I'm Tony." He smiles extending his hand. "Y/N," I shake it, "And that's-" "Y/F/N." she says. "Fine, Y/f/RN. If you want to be called Y/F/N, that's fine." I say. She sticks her tongue out at me and Tony laughs at us. We finally reached the bus and Tony told us to wait outside the bus for a second. "Hey guys, I got a couple cuties for us!" he smiles before letting us on. Y/F/N goes first, then me. "Hi, Vic!" she squeals in excitement. He smiles and hugs her close. She looks so paralyzed in shock, it's hilarious. "That's Y/F/N and that's Y/N." Tony says pointing to us. "I'm Vic," he introduces, extending a hand. I shake it. "I'm Jaime! But you can call me anytime." he says gliding next to us. I laugh and shake his hand too. "Mike's in the bathroom, he's the drummer." Tony says. "So what brings a couple of cuties like you to this fine establishment?" Jaime asks with a chuckle, showing off greatly defined dimples. "Um, at the meet and greet, Mike-" "Looks like you guys started without me!" A voice booms from behind me. I jump and turn to see a tall, lanky drummer, shirtless and sweaty. Tony tries to hide his smile, amused at my reaction. "Sup, hermano?" Vic asks high fiving him. "How about we move this to the back?" Jaime asks, taking my hand and leading us back. There's a lounge in the back of the bus with plenty of space for us to sit in. "Do you two always come to warped?" Tony asks. "We try," Y/F/N says. "Where do you guys live?" Jaime asks. "San Diego, of course!" She answers. I remain as quiet as possible. I don't know anything about the band, so I'm hoping not to sound like a complete idiot. A body flops down next to me on the couch and an arm is put around my shoulders. "So, what makes you so quiet? Cat got your tongue?" Mike asks. I smile at a little pun in my head I remembered when he said that and shook my head, "Just tired." I say. "You can sleep in my bunk..." he whispers a little close to my ear. I can feel his body heat emitting from him. I blush and smirk a bit, but turn my attention towards the others who are staring at us. "Well apparently, you two want some alone time... We'll let you have it!" Vic says and they all scramble out, Vic taking Y/F/N's hands and leading her out of the bus. We heard their voices get fainter and fainter until we couldn't hear them anymore. A hand finds my thigh and makes its way up to my shorts, making me a bit nervous and uncomfortable. "Umm... uh, Mike? Are you okay?" "Oh I'm just fine now that you're here. I saw you from stage and I knew I wanted to see you again. It's been a long time hasn't it, Y/N?" he whispers even closer. "What do you mean? Have we met before?" I ask. "I'm so fucking sorry. I wish I never treated you like that. I just wanted to fit in with my friends, but I realize now that they were never my friends and I threw away the only friend I had. I hope you can forgive me..." he rests his head on my shoulder. "What are you- Oh my god..." It finally connects with me. Mike was my tormenter.   "Yeah... I really missed you." "What, did you bring me here to torture me some more?" I stand up abruptly. "No, Y/N, I-" "Do you know what you put me through? After you announced to like half the school about my cutting, which then spread itself to the entire school, they called me names and tormented me as well?! I went home and cried myself to sleep every night thinking of ways to kill myself! Because they told me to, all because you opened your mouth about an intimate secret." I started to walk away. He grabs my wrist, ironically the harmed one, and pulls me back. He feels the scars and lets go, "I...I'm sorry. I was young and stupid. I was so focused on fitting in that I lost sight of what truely mattered... you." he whispers looking into my eyes. I see he has tears in his. He stands up and walks towards me. "I obviously didn't mean anything to you back then." I sigh, now starting to get irritated. "I...I-I... I had loved you for a long time before sophmore year. We started distancing ourselves a bit, and then over summer, you got a boyfriend. I thought you didn't love me back. I got mad, and took it out on you. I made you fucking miserable, and I'm sorry!" he says as tears now trace down his face. "Where on earth did you get the idea that I got a boyfriend?!" I exclaim a bit. "Ally and the group I hung around back then. Then I went to your house one day, I was going to ask you to be mine... and I heard things like you saying 'how on earth could I love someone like that?! He's awful! I think I'll just try to avoid him for the rest of school. Besides, I already have someone in mind...' I thought you meant me. I thought you thought I was a pig and wanted nothing to do with me." he confesses. I look up at him and he's crying his eyes out. "Mike..." I wipe his tears, "I didn't nor have I ever had a boyfriend. What you heard back then, which I'm surprised you remembered word for word, was a conversation between me and a Skype friend. We were talking about one of the popular guys who was a player back then. He had asked me to Homecoming, but I knew he was hoping to get in my pants." I say, softly now that my temper is lowering. He looks up at me, "So no boyfriend?!" he looks hopeful. I shake my head and he smiles. He lifts me in his arms and spins me around, "Yaaay!!!" he cheers. "M-Mike!!! Put me down!" I laugh. He lets me down and everything is still spinning. I stumble and fall, but he falls with me as he tries to catch me. He falls ontop of me, smiling. I giggle at his stupid smile and then he slowly looks into my eyes. We just stare at each other for a moment before he moves my hair out of my face. I wince at the light now coming into my eye. His hand cups my face and he leans down slowly. Closer and closer until our noses touch. "Mike..." "I love you." he says softly. "It's been forever, you can't say you love me." "I love the old you. I want to love the new you." His eyes automatically close and he closes the tension between us, placing his soft lips on mine. My first kiss. He moves his lips in motion and I try to move mine, nervous that I'll mess up. We soon become in sync and his hands move down to my sides. His tongue rubs against my lower lip and I slightly open my mouth. He sneaks it in slowly and his tongue plays with mine. "Mike..." I moan. He pulls away and smiles as I blush and hide my face, turning away. "What?! Don't tell me you're embarassed because of a small make out session!" "That was my first kiss, you dick!" I hit his arm. His eyes widen and he blushes, "Really? I was the first?" I nod and he starts to get giddy. "Will I be your... y'know... first?" he gushes. "If we make it that far... It's been a long time Mike, we have to get caught up with each other." I say. I can see in his eyes, he's slightly cheering. "I will make it that far, I'll wait!" He kisses me over and over. "M-Mike!" I gasp. "What?" "I know this will sound so weird but... can we still fool around? Maybe not got that far, but... like-" "I know what you mean, and you don't even have to ask. We're together now!" he says. "Are we? Give me until the end of Warped to be okay with this. I'm still a bit ticked because of high school." "You have every right to be. I'll wait for you. I can't wait for Warped to end now!" he smiles as he gets up, helping me up. "So did they really leave us alone? Not listening by the door?" I ask walking back into the front of the bus. I look back and he nods. I text Y/F/N that we didn't do anything and she texts back that they're on their way. Once they get back we sit down and Mike has to shamefully explain why he didn't get to hit it. He explains everything that he knew me and what happened and everything after that. Throughout the story, Vic slowly slips his attention away from Y/F/N and directs his attention to me. "Y/N? Little Y/N?! Oh my god I didn't even recognize you!" he hurries over and hugs me. "I missed you! After you graduated, I never heard from you! Mike never let me know what you were doing, so I didn't know if you moved or some shit! It's so good to see you!" I msile. "WAIT. YOU WENT TO HIGH SCHOOL WITH THE BEST MAN IN THE WORLD AND DIDN'T TELL ME?!" Y/F/N exclaims at me. "Sorry! I didn't know he was in your favorite band of all fucking time! Last I remember, you were in Before Today." I look at him puzzled. "Didn't work out," he shrugs. He pecks my forehead and takes his seat with Y/F/N. "So, you went to school with the guys?" Jaime starts, "Got any photos?" he starts deviously giggling. "I have a few I think, back at the house." I smile. He fists the air and asks to come over with Tony to see them. I nod and laugh a bit. "That reminds me, come here!" Mike exclaims grabbing my wrist and dragging me to the back lounge again. Tony chuckles at me stumbling and Mike closes the door, seperating the two rooms. "What was that?!" I ask breathless. "Give me your hand!" He smiles. "What?" I ask. He pulls out a sharpie and opens the cap. I give it to him. He writes down a phone number on my palm and kisses from my hand up my arm and to my shoulder and to my neck. "M-Mike..." I gasp in a moan. He smirks against my skin and nips at it. He sucks hard at my neck, before forming a massive hickey. "It feels good doesn't it?" he says softly. I nod my head a bit frantically. "So what does this mean now?" he asks. "We're together. I've decided to put it behind me as best I can. We were best friends, Mike... you just had a misunderstanding and hung out with the wrong people. High school is a time where everyone makes mistakes." I say. He looks at me with eyes of confusion before they widen and then close as his grin grows to his ears. "Can I finally say it?" he ask. I sigh and give in to his puppy eyes. "Yes, you can say it." "I. Love. You." he kisses my lips softly. I blush and kiss back a bit more than last time. He forces back and I force him and it's a constant battle. He ends up winning with my arms pinned on the couch as he lays us down. "I'm scared, Mike..." I pant for air. "Of what?" he continues on my neck. "This love. What we had was a complicated best friendship, but it was still a friendship. What if something happens while we're together and we hate each other?" I sigh. He makes me look him dead in the eye, "Never. I could never hate you. Do you know what I did once I got out of high school? When I couldn't see you ever again?" I shake my head, "I cried. I cried because deep down past all the resentment, I knew I was wrong. And I knew because of my mistake I would never see you again. When I was teasing you back then, I was kind of happy, not because I enjoyed it, no! It was because I got to see you. I realize now that what I did was a dick move, but I've tried to make up for it. I tried contacting everyone you hung out with, everyone that knew you. They either didn't have your number or didn't give it to me, trying make sure I didn't hurt you. I was going to apologize completely, but no one let me. I cried when I couldn't find you, I cried when I finally found out you moved. They didn't tell me where, so I got scared. I cried when I went to sleep, waking up in the middle of the night having a nightmare of you finding someone, or something happening to you. I cried over you for years before Vic decided to get me off my ass." He admits. I smile a bit but then he attacks my collar in kisses, sucking at the skin again. "You make the cutest faces. Takes me back..." He says. I look up at him and his body is leaning forward to the arm of the couch. His chest is parallel to my face. He's reaching for something but I can't see. Almost on instinct, I cling my self to his chest, pulling him down. "Umpf!!" he exclaims as I pull him back down to cuddle. I cuddle his torso close and nuzzle my face between his pectorals. He chuckles and looks down at me, petting my head. After a while of petting and cuddling, a knock sounds on the door. "Mike? It's time for us to head out to the next town. Girls gotta go." Jaime says sadly. I look at Mike and peck his neck as he chuckles. "Alright. As much as I hate to let you go, I should. Besides you must be exaughsted after today." he says, kissing the top of my head. I nod and stretch. I get up then help him up. The momentum of his body coming up that fast makes me lean back a bit, bumping into Jaime. He puts his hands on my shoulders. "I missed you, Mike, and Vic. It was great to meet you and Tony, Jaime!" I smile, hugging him. His arms hug my waist and pull me into a bear hug. I lead Y/F/N out of the bus and we head to our car to head home. I'm in my room, putting Mike's number in my phone and ended up texting him. Soon the minutes turn to hours and I've passed out in my bed. I wake up the next morning and my phone is vibrating off the wall. I unlock it and see twenty new messages from Mike. 'Hey, sorry. I just woke up.' 'Why didn't you text me last night? :(' 'I'm sorry, I fell asleep.' 'I'm sorry, was yesterday a lot for you?' 'Yeah a bit.' 'It was for me too. I really miss you.' 'I know. When does Warped end?' A knock on my door distracts me from reading anymore. "Y/N?" Y/BF/N sounds from behind the door. "Come in," I say. My door opens and Mike enters. "It's ended!" He announces. I smile and hurry over to him, clinging to his chest. "You're here! How did you...?" "You actually live 3 blocks away from Vic and I!" "No way!!!" I exclaim, kissing his cheek. "This is just like old times!" he smiles. I introduce Mike to Y/BF/N and Y/BFF/N, and at first they were pissed the hell off, but then they saw how happy I am with him now and they backed off. This will be a great relationship, I hope. 

 A/N:*I hope you guys liked this one! It wasn’t requested, just something saved on my laptop. I had to change the names again to Y/N, etc., so sorry if I missed a few. Please do not steal.

NERD (Mike Fuentes Imagine)

Anonymous asked:Can you write a Mike Fuentes fluff/smut where he just got home from tour and you guys missed each other so much and he finally sees you and it's just really close

*They actually meant cute, not close. Don't worry I got the message you sweet anon :3 (A/N: I tried to make it as cute as my mind could tonight.  know it said smut so I tried to make that cute too, but yknow... it's smut. ENJOY!)

Tonight, Mike was supposed to be coming back from tour. It was a six month tour and skype started crashing on us at the 2 month mark. The phone calls started faltering more and more with his schedule, and the texts soon stopped all together. At one point, I thought he forgot about me, found someone new, someone better. I had to stop thinking that way before the darkness in my mind spread and made everything worse. I got a call from Vic 3 weeks before the tour ended, and he said that Mike was crying and panicking. He kept saying that I didn't love him anymore, which was not true. It broke my heart to hear those words come from his mouth. Then I heard the slurs, so it confirmed my suspicions: he was drunk and alone in his thoughts. But that was weeks ago. He's coming home now. I can't wait! I get dressed in (my sweats/signature look) and head out to the store to buy some sweets for when he arrives. I grab a bunch of Nerds because I know they're his favorites. I grab some Warheads, extreme sours of course, and some KitKats and head back home. I open the door and am greeted with sobs coming from upstairs. I hurry up, in high hopes that it's my Mike. I swing the door open and he's sitting on the edge of our bed, holding a frame of a picture of me. "Why'd you leave!!" He cries out as if he's been simmering and broiling in his own mental torment. "Mike, I'm right here!" I smile a bit, happy- no, exstatic that he's back. His head bolts up and sees me. It takes his brain a moment to connect before he's sprinting towards me. He grabs my waist tightly in a hug, swinging me around in circles as he buries his face in my neck. "I missed you so much, Y/N!" he exclaims. "I missed you too!" I smile into his hair. "Fuck, I missed you. I missed your voice, your smile, your everything!" he says softly and I feel the last few tears hit my collar before he looks up in my eyes, wiping the tears from his. "I know, I heard. I missed you so much. It was so hard to stay positive without you here. But you're back!" I grin widely as he pecks my cheek every other word. "I bought some candy for us!" I say in hopes of cheering him up even more. "Oh, Y/N, you're all the sweetness I need..." He kisses my lips softly and slowly before trailing them down my jaw to my neck. "M-Mike..." I moan softly. He smirks against my skin. Soon we're both peeling away the layers of clothes we have, anything obstructing us from the beauty of our own flesh. Once fully naked, he comes close and gently takes my chin in his fingers bringing me to kiss him as his other arm wraps around my waist and presses our bodies closer than humanly possible. We slowly make our way to the bed and I lay ontop of him, kissing his neck down to his collar and chest. Mike flips us over and he pins my arms above my head, kissing down my collar to my cleavage and taking my left breast in his mouth. I moan as his tongue flicks at my nipple. His hands make their way to my other breast and to my core. He gently massages my right breast as his talented fingers work their magic, curling themselves to hit my gspot everytime he pushes them in and out. I'm a squirming, moaning mess underneath him. He pulls away and lines up with my enterance. We maintain a long passionate kiss as he pushes into me. I feel him fill me to the brim. "Mike!" I cry out, throwing my head back, in pure pleasure. "Fuck, I missed you so fucking much, Y/N!" He grits through his teeth as his thrusts become more raw, faster, harder. "Oh... fuck! I-I'm gonna... I'm gonna!-" Before I can finish my sentence, his hand reaches down and viciously rubs my clit. That sends me over the edge and I release onto his member. "You feel so good, Y/N. Fuck, you're so fucking tight. I can tell you haven't touched yourself since I left." he grins cheekily down at me. I roll my eyes and he grips my hips as he thrusts even harder. "Fuck, I'm coming!" He exclaims before letting out a throaty moan as he releases in me filling me. Panting we both get situated in bed, cuddling close. "You were right you know." I whipser. He looks down at me with a bit of confusion on his face. "I didn't touch myself at all while you were away." I blush, hiding my face. I feel the vibrations in his chest as he chuckles lowly before pecking the top of my head. "You're so cute, I love you." "I love you too. Oh shit! The candy is still in the car and I bought chocolate!" I curse myself forgetting the candy in the passenger seat. "That's okay. I just want my bit of candy right here." He says, cuddling into my side. "There's Nerds." "Fuck this!" He says hopping up and running downstairs to the car. "MIKE, WE HAVE NEIGHBORS! PUT SOME PANTS ON!" I call after him laughing as he opens the door and a shreik from next door sounds. "Sorry, Mrs. Cravits!" he cries. There's rustling as he rushes back up after closing the door. That man has no shame when it comes to Nerds.

Okay

So apparently, I made a post last night but it didn't really post??? It's been the shittiest week ever for me. The announcement is on THIS FRIDAY THE 26th I will be opening the submit box where you can

So this Friday and Saturday (I changed it last night) the submit will be open to you guys! Have fun!

Requests are going to be open on Tuesdays and Fridays now! On Tuesdays requests will be open from 4:30 - 8:00 pm East and Friday will be open from 2:00- 8:00 pm. East Send them in!

IT'S ABOUT TIME (Austin Carlile)

Anon asked:

Hello love! Can you write an Austin carlile imagines for me? Where y/n is getting a tattoo from hannah snowdon and she has bruises and scars on her arms and y/n tells her that her boyfriend is a right asshole and he beats her. Austin is hanging out with Oli at Hannah's tattoo shop (where y/n is) and he hears it and later he asks y/n how she is, and they fall in luv x

I walk into my best friend's tattoo parlor. I already know what I want. I see Hannah behind the counter, "Hey, love! Want another?" I nod and smile, "You know me so well," "What'll it be this time?" she asks coming around the counter to hug. "Hmm... I was thinking of the Cheshire Cat's grin on my neck." I say confidently. I had planned that one out since 7th grade. "Okay, Y/N, lets get you up and ready to go!" she cheers. As she draws out the outline, I take off my shirt, so the ink doesn't run down and stain it, and lay down in the reclining chair.  As she places the outline on my neck, she gasps. "Y/N... what are these?" She runs a few fingers gently over my skin. Feeling the sore spots, I know what she's talking about. "It's nothing..." I honestly don't want to deal with it right now. Today was going so well, I had completely forgotten about the bruises. "Y/N! What are these?!" she exclaims looking down at my collar and my waist to see numerous bruises and scars and cuts. I sigh. I might as well tell her... Austin's POV Oli and I are in the back of the parlor, in the office area, talking over an upcoming tour. It'd been awhile since we last toured together so why not? "Y/N!" Hannah exclaimed from the front. My ears perk up. Y/N had known Hannah and Oli since the band's early years, especially when Hannah was in school for art and tattooing. I may or may not have a slight crush on her. I haven't seen her in forever.  Oli notices my attention is pulled from him to the girls' conversation and halts what he's saying. "My boyfriend... Daniel... he gets mad sometimes and loses it. I just happen to be in the way," she says dully. "So what? You take it?" Hannah speaks with a worried tone. "Y/N, you can't stay with him!" From what I've heard, it sounds like Y/N's in a bad situation. "Hold that thought, this sounds serious." I say to Oli as I get up and head to the front of the building. I enter where Hannah takes her customers and see Y/N. Her shirt's by her side and her bra is adorable with a little bow in the middle. I can feel my face flush with embarrassment, but I shake it off with determination to find out what's wrong. "Hey, girls... Hannah, can I-?" I gesture to Y/N and she understands right away, leaving to give us some time. "Y/N, what's going on. From what I heard, i-" I stop as soon as I see the bruises. "Y/N..." "Austin, it's nothing." "Y/N, its not nothing, this is a very serious matter." My voice is low. "So, he gets a bit frustrated. Big deal." "It is a big deal. He's beating you. He's an asshole!" "You don't think I know that?! Austin, I can't leave him!" her voice starts to crack. My heart shatters as soon as I hear it. "Did he threaten you." it was more of a demand than a question as it growled out of my throat. "No," she says quickly, "I just... don't want to be alone." She looks away shyly. "Y/N, he doesn't love you. If he did, he wouldn't do this kind of fucked up shit. I should know because I-" Was I really about to let it slip that I was in love with her? "What, Austin?" she asks quietly. It's now or never. "Y/N... I love you." I say it quickly. It's like ripping off a bandage. "Austin..." "No, let me finish. It physically hurts my heart to see the people I love in pain. Trust me, it's happened more times than you know. But I deeply, truly love you." I finish with my eyes averted from her. I can't bear to see what horrified expression she has. Her soft, small hands move my chin and I'm met with her lips. She tastes of vanilla and raspberries. "I-I don't know what to say except... I think I may have been falling for you when we first met. We barely knew each other, but I had heard a lot about you and fell for you instantly. I thought we could never be because we just met and you'd be creeped out," she laughs. "But over the years, it grew and grew and I couldn't take it anymore. I had to tell you or give up. I was about to tell you until I found out about a new girlfriend. I didn't want to be the other woman... so I found Daniel. This is the result of me not telling you how I feel." She gestures to the markings on her gorgeous body. "Y/N..." I pull away and kiss at every bruise and mark he left on her. "When you're done here, we're getting your stuff and you're getting the fuck out of there. You can come live with me." I say. She smiles and nods her head happily. A loud ruckus of clapping startles us and I turn to see Oli and Hannah clapping. "It's about time!" they say in unison.

Since I've expanded my music tastes a bit, JUST A BIT, would you guys like me to do another preference? It would be like the "Background Song during Sex" trilogy and "First dance at your wedding". If you guys want it to happen, inbox me a band and a theme!

Ooooh boy... (Jaime Preciado)

Jaime, Vic, Mike and Tony sat with me in the living room. Currently we were watching Alice in Wonderland (cartoon) when lightning struck outside. I jumped and grabbed on the closest thing to me, which just so happened to be Mike. He chuckles, "What? Scared? You?!" The boys knew me as fearless, always daring to do things differently. I would beat up their bullies in middle and high school and that's how theyve seen me all our lives. "Nah," Vic said, "Probably just wanted an excuse to love on you!" he teased. I give him a quick glare and resume my spot watching the movie.

When it ended, Vic suggested watching horror movies. Me, being the shy scaredy cat I am, decided to laugh along and agree. They put in the Conjuring, great. I wrapped a blanket over my head and hudled into my knees. The scene is where the hands clap in the dark and her candle goes out. When it does, my blanket's ripped from me. I whimper and cover my ears. Sounds of laughter boom all around me. I punch all the guys in the arm and gut and sit back down on the floor. "Geez, Y/N, take it easy! It's just a joke." Jaime pouts. We finish the movie with me, silently scarred for the next two weeks and they're barely phased. They decide to put in the Woman in Black. What the fuck is their problem?! I regain my blanket and a pillow to bury my face in. I had only seen part of this movie when I was 15 and it was absolutely horrible. For an entire two months I would only get a few hours of sleep because I was so scared and paranoid she'd be there. I would barely walk down my hallway, even during the daytime. I couldn't even pass by the bathroom, both when we had the full length mirror and when we didn't. I was always scared she'd be in my reflection or the door would swing open and she'd try and kill me. The thing about me, I can't watch horror movies or listen to horror stories because I will get like this. I've always had an obsession with death and gore and blood and horror, but I can't enjoy it when I fear it and lose sleep 99.9% of the time. With everything else I've been okay with. I'm actually really shy, very, and have acute social anxiety. The reason I beat up the bullies back then is because I know what it's like and I hate to see it happen to other people. That's when I met the guys. That's the only time I've been daring. That's the only thing the guys see about me, I'm so comfortable around them, they don't see my shyness, they see my comfortableness. Back to the present, the movie continues and I jump everytime. They keep giving me weird looks and laugh. I'm always either covering my eyes, covering my ears, hiding my face, or clinging onto someone. The movie ends and it's complete darkness. "Well, that was fun! What's next?" Tony asks. "How about truth or dare?" Jaime suggests. We all agree in hums. First is Vic, "Tony, truth or dare?" "Dare," he says boldly. "I dare you to slowdance with Jaime to Ashley Tisdale." he grins. Tony rolls his eyes and stands, extending his hand to Jaime, "May I have this dance, m'lady?" he asks, cheesily. Jaime dramatically gasps, "Oh I do declare! I thought you'd never ask!" He stands and curtsies. Vic puts on Kiss The Girl and they start to slowly dance, Jaime's arms draped around his neck, Tony's hands on Jaime's lower back. Vic's laughing his ass off and I'm giggling in my blanket burrito. Once the song finishes, they sit back down and it's Tony's turn. "Mike, truth or da-" his voice trails as we all realize Mike's nowhere to be found. "Mike?!" we all shout and holler for him, searching throughout the house. We enter the bathroom to see my mirror has lipstick sprawled all over it. 'Get Out' it says repeatedly. I start to get scared, though I keep telling myself it's just a prank. We head around the corner back to the living room when he pops out scaring me shitless in a really elaborate Halloween mask from last year. I'm pulled back into the other room and there's fake spiders everywhere. In my state of shock, however, they seem real. I run out screaming, and come face to face with mannequin dressed to be scary, which works. I run past it and into the living room behind the couch. Tears are pouring down my face and I'm shaking. The guys come back around laughing, but halt when they see me, a mess. "Oh my god, Y/N..." Tony's the first to move towards me. He kneels down and tries to get me to look at him, but I flinch and snap, "Stay away!" "Y/N, we're so sorry. We didn't know you'd get this scared." Mike is next to get closer. His hand reaches for my face, but I swat him away. "N-No!" "Y/N... is this how you really are? Is this why you refuse to watch horror movies by yourself?" Vic questions. I nod slowly, trying to calm down. "Damn it, we fucked up big. Will you be able to be by yourself at all?" Jaime asks, concern apperant in his voice, which I've never heard. I shake my head. Mike risks being hit and picks me up to set me down on the couch. I don't struggle, I'm still trying to calm down. He places me down in his lap, and he pets my hair slowly. Tony sits next to him, placing a hand on my leg and comforting me. Jaime and Vic set up a larger than life blanket fort and we all get in it. Tony and I are cuddled together, our legs intertwined. Jaime is behind me, proping his head up on his arm and Mike and Vic are in the corner of the fort whispering. By now, the tears were long gone, and I was slightly asleep in their arms. Jaime had been stroking my back gently and Tony provided warm hugs. Deciding it was enough resting, I sat up and yawned, stretching outwards. "You feeling better?" Vic asks. I nod and my stomach grumbles. I blush when they all chuckle, "Looks like we could use some food. I'm thinking ice cream?" Jaime inquires skeptically. "In the freezer." I laugh at his face. He, Mike, and Vic rush to see who gets it first. I laugh as Mike trips Jaime, "NO FAIR!!!" He yells after them. "FUENTES FOR LIFE, BITCH!" Mike hollers back. I'm dying of laughter at this point. Tony slowly gets up and joins and I try to collect myself. The night goes on like this for a bit longer before we all pass out, tired or drunk. -next day- I go out to get some books at Books A Million and while I'm there I get some tea. "Oh, the Pomegranate tea? That one's my favorite!" I turn to see this cute guy with brown eyes, dirty blonde hair, and cute broad rimmed glasses and a beanie. He was wearing a black V-neck tshirt under a blue flannel shirt. His skinny jeans were almost black but not quite there yet and he wore dark red VANS. "Y-yeah, I get this whenever I come here." I smile shyly. I feel a bit intimidated. He adjusted his sachel and extended a hand, "I'm Brendon." His smile is too perfect. "I-I'm... I'm Y/FN... I mean Y/N," I stutter as I stare into his eyes. Brendon chuckles, "Cute. How often do you come here, Y/N?" "Um, about every week. I come in every Saturday, well, I try to." "Oh really? I never see you around!" He looks bewildered. "I don't wander around looking at new things. I'm usually sitting down reading in the Manga/Comics aisle or in the back looking at Tattoo magazines." I explain. Brendon looks down with a blush, "You like tattoos?" "Love them! Got my first one when I was 16." I said, happily. "Nice!" He nods his head. "Can I get your number? Maybe we could hang out sometime?" he asks with a shy voice. I smile wide, this has never happened to me, "Yeah, I'd love to!" He looks up and there's a sparkle in his eye. We exchanged numbers and went our seperate ways. Months have gone by since that encounter and for every weekend since we've hung out. About a month after that moment, he asked me to go out with him. I said yes, who wouldn't?! A little afterward, we started getting a bit more serious. I hung out with the guys less and less. It made me sad, but when I was with Brendon, I felt better. Though whenever he left, I would get sad. One day, he noticed. "What's wrong, baby?" he asks, pausing our movie. I shake my head, "It's nothing." He leans close and forces me to look at him, "What's wrong?" he says a bit firmly. "I just... I miss my friends. They were the best friends anyone could ever had, and I don't see them anymore!" I say as a tear rolls down my cheek. "Invite them over tonight! We'll all have a sleepover, how's that?" He's ecstatic. I smile and peck his cheek before running and calling the guys. -Later-

The guys knocked on the door and I rushed to answer it. I squealed and tackled Jaime. He was as close as could be before we lost contact. I won't lie, Jaime was very attractive. VERY attractive. At one point, I fell head over heels for him. I never told him and decided to repress the feelings. "HEY Y/N!" Jaime exclaims. I peck his cheek and he picks me up spinning me around. "Hey, whoa, whoa, whoa! Careful, Hime, I don't want to get a bruise before we go inside!" Mike laughs. Jaime sets me down and we all laugh before I lead them in. They set their bags down in the living room. "So, Y/N, how you been?!" Vic asks all happy. "I've been great! What about you guys? I haven't talked to you in so long!" "That reminds me, why have you been gone so long?" Tony asks. "Hey, baby, who's that? I thought your friends would be here by now..." Brendon's voice trailed off as he walked into the living room and was met by Pierce The Veil. "Brendon, meet Pierce the Veil! Tony, Vic, Mike, and Jaime!" I smile, introducing each one. Brendon's expression is a bit starstruck but also jealous. The only time he showed jealousy was when he saw Jaime. I looked over and Jaime had a small grimace on his face. After a little conversation, a few beers, and a movie or two, I noticed how many expressions the two boys went through just staring at each other. During an episode of Friends, Brendon started nibbling at my neck, tickling me. He moved his hand up and down my leg and whispering sweet nothings in my ear. "Let's go upstairs, babe..." his voice is low as he kisses my neck, tickling me. I squirm and end up leaning onto the body next to me. Brendon takes my hand and we step over the legs of the other boys. He leads me upstairs and into our room. Jaime's POV I don't like Brendon. Not one bit. Something feels off about him. It's not just his stupid dyed black hair that sweeps in his shady face. Or his stupid hipster glasses. Or his "down to earth" personality. It feels like he's hiding something. Y/N says he's a photographer... she doesn't know what kind though. He seems like a pervert. All this thinking and the 3 beers I've had in the past hour and a half makes me have to pee. I get up and head to the bathroom down the hall. Go a bit farther than the bathroom, and you'll reach Y/N's room. I'm in there, doing my business, when all of a sudden I hear sounds, "Mmmmm, oh yeah!" "You like that?" "Y-yes..." "Purr for me," "Ah!" "See? Isn't this nice? I told you it would be nice. You wanna take it a step further?" "I...I don't know if I'm ready yet..." Y/N sounds shy. "C'mon, baby, we've been together for months. I give you release all the time, I need to let go of some anger!" "I don't think I'm ready, Brendon. Maybe next time." "Okay... now lets get you on your knees." I flush and wash my hands, then get the hell out of there. I can't stand it. I should be the one to... pluck her flower... I should be the one she says she's not ready to. I should be the one that says "I'll wait," instead of trying to pressure her. I SHOULD BE WITH HER NOT HIM.

-Later- "Listen here. If I ever hear you trying to pressure her again, your 'pretty' face is going to get pummled in. If she's not ready, she's not ready." I said to Brendon looking him dead in the eyes. All the guys are asleep by now. "I don't know who you think you are, you Mexican freak. She's mine, don't try and horn in on my action. After all, I know your secret. The way you act, what you look like when you see her. You love her, and I'm willing to jeoprodize YOUR friendship." he smirks evily. I halt everything, my expression, my thoughts, everything. I can't let him tell her how I feel. I back down a bit and glare at him. "That's right. Now go sleep with the other mariachis. If you or your buddies do anything to ruin this relationship, I'll wreck her. Break her heart... and her body. You won't want her when I'm done with her. My sloppy seconds." He smirks. My eyes widen. That fucking prick. "I swear on my life, if you hurt her, you'll be a dead man." My body naturally reacts to my anger and I have him by the collar. He's pinned against the wall a few inches off the ground. "Hands off me, alien, or I call her down here, waking EVERYONE up, and reveal your secret." I hesitate. "Y/N!!" He shouts. The guys stir awake and I lower him, but still have him by the collar. There's a bounding down the stairs and she appears. She can't know. "I know something very interesting, honey." He says looking me straight in the eyes. I can't let him know. I have to make it seem like I don't love her. I hate this but... My lips collided with Brendon's. EVERYONE was caught off guard. "I'm gay!" I exclaim. Everyone is wide eyed and mouths agape. Y/N laughs, "That's great and all, Hime, but he's taken!" She grabs his hand. Weeks go by, she's the only thing on my mind, more than ever before now! I'm worried. I get in my car and take a drive to clear my mind. I'm on a desolate road,no one else is driving. I stop at a light and sigh, "Fuck... I can't believe I kissed that prick." I look out my window and I almost get out to hurt someone. There he is. Wth his hands and tongue in another girl. His free hand is filming it. That fuck. I quickly break out my phone and film him. Now I have proof that he's no good. It's gonna hurt when I have to tell her, but it'll be worse for her finding out. I hate seeing her sad. Even when she's crying she says she's fine and acts like everything is okay. I drive over to Kats house and pull up. "Y/N!" I holler through her house. "J-Jaime?!" She sounds back. It sounds like she's crying. I hurry over to see her in her bathroom on the floor. "Y/N, what's wrong?" I ask, making her face me. "I just really miss you. I was just thinking about you, yknow." "Really?" "We're best friends, why didn't you tell me you were gay? You never acted like it." She says as her voice cracks. "Is that what this is about?" She nods and I laugh. "Y/N, I'm not gay. I'm straight like a boner." She smiles and giggles a bit. "No, I just said that because some shit was going on you didn't need to know about. Trust me, I regret doing what I did more that anything I've ever done." She smiles, "I was so confused for a minute too! Like, if you hated him, why'd you kiss him?! I couldn't wrap my head around it." Her smile makes me feel guilty... "Listen. I don't want to be the one to tell you this, but knowing your dick of a boyfriend, you'd never find out. You have the right to know." I say pulling out my phone as her smile fades. I pull up the video in my gallery and let her watch it. A single tear drips down her face and she smiles. What? "Thank you, Jaime. I needed this." "Wait you're not mad?!" "No, i-I never really loved him. It was just infatuation. I stayed with him after it faded because I didn't want to be alone," she blushes. I hug her tightly and that's when she lets it all out. I found out the next day she dumped him and spent the rest of the week with Kay. The next week, we invite the ret of the guys over to get sloppy drunk, get her mind off it.   Y/N POV All the boys are sloppy drunk and crazy. Vic gave himself a make over with bright blue eyeshadow and blood red lipstick, wearing a pink feather boa, diamond tiara, and my old flower girl dress from when I was like 7. Mike and Tony are on the couch, "Diiiid you... did you know, Tony, that yer MY besssssst frend?" Mike slurred. "Ya... Ya know, Mikey, i- I love you, man." Tony slurred even worse. "I love you... iluyou too man." I've been recording this the entire time. "KISS KISS KISS KISS KISS!" Vic holders at the top of his lungs, making him sound like some 40 year old mom in the live TV audience for a romantic talk show. Mike and Tony turn back to each other and passionately make out. They pull at each other's hair, probably thinking the other was a girl. I'm so glad I had my phone out. Vic starts weeping and singing, "ALL BYYYY MYYYSEEEEEELF. DONT WANNA BE ALL BYYYY MYSELF!!!!" I laugh and turn my attention towards Jaime, who's crawling on his hands and knees towards me. He headbutts my arm like a dog wanting to be pet, thenlays his head in my lap. I run my fingers through his hair as I record him. "H-hey, sweeeeetieee... hehehhehehe. You're not drrrrunk like us. I thought you wanted to forget him??" His voice heightens at the end. "Oh, I'm fine, really. I always loved someone else, even before I met Brendon. I knew though, that they'd never love me back. They didn't see me that way." I say,sadly. "Guess. What. I-I love you." He says with a goofy grin. "I love you too, Hime Time!" I giggle at his silliness. "REALLY?!" He exclaims, sitting up. I nod my head and laugh. I swear if he was a dog his tail would wag 24/7. He pulls me really close really fast and kisses me. His lips are so warm and soft, they're perfect. Just like I'd imagined. I kiss back, shyly. I've always wanted to kiss him, I'm afraid I'll ruin it. He realizes I'm kissing back and kisses me back with more something... it's not force, he's gentle. Its not lust, he already did that when he kissed me at first. It wasn't sweetness, there was plenty of that. It was... passion. Like he wanted to kiss me for a long time. I wrap my arms around his neck and he wraps his strong tight muscley arms around my waist. Our bodies are pressed together so closely, I thought we were about to melt together. "Hey, Jaime... you know who it was I wad talking about?" I as Hime, pulling away for breath. He looks at me, his eyes are so big and brown, what I like to call "cow eyes". "Who?" He smiles, smashing his face like a kid. "You. I've always loved you, Jaime Alberto Preciado. I always will." I smile, pushing his hair back out of his face. We all pass out a bit later. I had saved the video of last nights events and conversations. Currently, I was lying on the floor next to the couch, beneath Jaime's arm. He grumbled and shifted in his sleep, pulling me closer. When he felt my chest come in contact with his, he stirred awake. "Oh, hey, Y/N. Damn, I got a headache like no one's business!" He grins, rubbing his temple. I lean up and kiss his head. He looks at me a bit bewildered. I laugh at his expression. "What!?" "What was that?!" He giggles shyly. "You don't remember?!" I can't help but laugh loudly. The other guys stir awake. "Remember what?" Mike asks from the back of the couch. He's laying on the top in his boxers. Tony and Vic were sharing a recliner, Vic falling off the side. Tony was sprawled out on the recliner, his foot in Vic's face. "What's going on?" He asks, drowsily. Vic wakes up and exclaims about Tony's toe that's in his mouth. The guys start laughing wildly. Jaime's the first one to finish, the others are dying. He turns to me and I kiss him. Like last night but softer. I can feel his face heat up. The guys see us and slowly stop, and just watch. Jaime's hand slowly places itself on the small of my waist. "Mmmmm..." he groans into my lips. I pull away and laugh. Whistles sound behind us and Vic hollers. I turn my neck and see the guys cheering him on. Jaime's lips connect with my neck and he sends shivers down my spine. I pull out my phone and show Jaime the videos, including Mike and Tony's little love fest... As soon as they heard their drunken voices, they blush at what's said. "Why'd it go quiet?!" Mike panics. "Why did it-" He stopped when he heard a grunt and Jaime laughing at the video. The two blush and look at each other. Then it gets to Jaime's little moment and his face snaps in realization that he kissed me first. He smirks at the moment when he acts like a kid and I tell him I loved him, "Drunk words are sober thoughts," he says quietly. I smile. "Well then, what are drunk actions?" I ask, pausing the video. "Sober fantasies," Mike said. I laugh and play the rest of the video, showing Jaime that he kissed me first. "It all makes sense now," he smiles. He leans over and kisses my cheek, trailing down to my neck while he shuffles to hover over me. I slowly lay down on the bed of pillows accumulated over night. "Hime, I'm really glad you finally told her. I'm glad you two are finally together, but... please, not in front of us." "Get a room!" The boys express. Hime looks at them with an annoyed/pissed face before grabbing me and pulling me to straddle his lap. He sloppily kisses my neck and gropes me in front of the guys. My face is beet red. "Yknow, if it wasn't Jaime, I would actually watch Y/N get fucked. Be pretty cute..." Mike says, looking at me funny. "MIKE!" Vic yells at him. "What?! I'm just sayin..." he pouts. "I agree." Tony says quietly. Vic looks over at him too. "Are you two insane?! You're really gonna say that in front of them?!" Vic chastised them like he was their mother. Like he was HIS OWN mother. I laugh and Jaime flips them off, resuming his spot on my neck. "They can suck it, because you're mine," he whispers. (A/N: this wasn't requested. I was bored throughout the week and decided why not write some fic. The ending is completely different than this, and the original isn't finished yet. I've been writing the same story but with different endings and ending up with the other boys. This was all written as a personal fic, which included my name [please don't judge me] so I had to change every name to Y/N. If I missed a name, I'm sorry. Requests will be open on Fridays and I'll work on those requests throughout the week. The other admins will have their own days, Fridays are the lease hectic day for me. -Kat)

K-I-S-S-I-N-G

Anonymous asked: Can you write an Alex Shelnutt imagine from ADTR? You've been friends with all the boys (but esp. Josh, he's like an older brother to you) and Alex likes you but he thinks you like Josh so he doesn't really talk to you. Then the guys set you up (like on a date or lock the two of them in a room or something idk) and he admits to liking you and fluff?? (Sorry this is long but nobody makes imagines for him :( )

"Come on, Y/N!!" Josh yells for me. The guys are about to head to stage for soundcheck and I was still on the bus. "Coming!" I holler back. I've known the boys most my life, grew up only a few hours away from the boys in a small town farther north called Vero Beach. I met them Jeremy at a Limp Bizkit concert and we kind of clicked. Weeks after he introduced me to the other guys, and we became best friends. They invited me on tour and of course I said yes. I got dressed and hurried to catch up with the boys as they walked to the venue's main stage.

Soundcheck went flawlessly! They offered for me to watch from side stage but I turned it down, deciding it would be more fun to watch from the crowd and jump along with their fans, mosh for a bit, you know, get the adrenaline pumping. They start with 2nd Sucks, then Violence, transitioning to The Downfall of us All, It's Complicated, City of Ocala, and finally ending with Right Back at it Again.

Thinking of how hard these boys have worked for their music, all the bullshit they've gone through with labels and lawsuits, how much their fans cared. I almost cried.

Their set ends and we head back to the bus to cool off before a signing/meet and greet. 

"That was amazing you guys! You were awesome!" I cheer, hugging Jeremy, then Neil, Kevin, then Josh. I hugged Josh harder than anyone else, then moved to Alex. Alex's hug was a bit longer than the other's. I'm not going to lie, I do have a small crush on Alex, but I'm not the kind of girl guys fall for.

"Thanks Y/N." Jeremy smiles. Zenki comes trotting up to us, his pudge making him jiggle with each trot. "How's my buddy boy?! Did you miss me?" he gushes as Zenki barks. Josh and I sit down on the couch, Kevin and Neil are breaking out the water bottles and Alex sits across from us in the booth. He seems kind of sad but I'm sure he's just tired from that set. "Well I need to take this Jabba the Pug out to shit so I'll need you, you, and you to come with me!" Jeremy announces pointing to Josh, Neil and Kevin. They smirk and rush out the door. Jeremy looks back at us, holding Zenki in his arms and chuckles at us. After closing the door, a click sounded. We're locked in. "1...2...3... TELL HER!" the boys shout from outside. I notice Alex blush like crazy and and squirm in his spot. "Alex, what's going on?" I ask dumbfounded. "Y/N, I don't know how to say this but... I love you. I know you'll never like me back though, you like Josh and that's okay. He's a great guy and you two are cute together, and-" I cut him off from rambling with a kiss on the lips. Taken by surprise at first, he pulls back. Then when it finally connects, he lunges for my lips, dying for more. "I love you too, Alex." "But, I thought-" "Josh is like a brother to me! I've had a crush on you forever and he knows that. Maybe that's why the boys did this. For both of us." I smile shyly.

Alex leans down and caresses my cheek and kisses my lips softly, his stubble tickling my face. "So I guess this means we're a thing now?" he asks. I nod my head and bite my lip trying to prevent a goofy grin from spreading on my face, "Most definatley." The boys cheer from outside the bus

"ALEX AND Y/N, SITTIN IN A TREE, K-I-S-S-I-N-G!!!", making me laugh. Alex blushes and I hug him, despite his warnings that he's hot and sweaty.

(I'm sorry it took so long, school's starting back up so I'm trying to squeeze as much summer as I can into these last two weeks!)

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