Come Home: Part 4: Alex Gaskarth Imagine
I sat on the front lounge sofa and turned on the TV before I felt a buzzing on the side of me. I saw Y/N’s phone buzzing with texts from a Lisa’s number popping up. I confusingly picked up the phone and unlocked it. I typed in the pass code which was always the date of the day that Y/N and I first snuck out. I went to the texts and read the texts over and over. 'Have you left!?' 'You’re supposed to be gone.' 'You better not have told Alex about me blackmailing you, bitch!' 'Fucking answer me!' I dropped the phone and stood up quickly and looked towards the door as I saw Lisa walk in. She was looking at her phone and looked up at my shocked face. “You… tried getting rid of her…” I said. Her eyes grew wide, “she told you?!” She yelled. I took a step back as Lisa took one forward. “Does it matter? You tried getting rid of her!” I yelled again. “Because she’s been in love with you since high school, Alex! She would ruin what we have!” Lisa yelled back. “She loves me?” I asked.
“Yeah. But, she doesn’t matter. Because she’s not going to ruin us!” She yelled. “No she’s not… Cause you ruined it when you cheated on me. I love, Y/N…” I said. Lisa gasped and threw her phone at me, but I dodged it. “Fuck you, Gaskarth!” She said before leaving. I stood there still in shock. She loved me. And it became clear, everything was clear. Everything little thing she did for me, coming to my house at 2 am when I needed her, taking care of me when I was drunk, was because she loved me.
You parked your car in the beach parking lot and looked at your bag next to you and sighed. You got out of the car stood in the crowded square and looked up at the large pillars and smiled. This was your favorite place with Alex and it’d be the last time you’d see it and it made you sad. You couldn’t risk confessing your love for him. You’d rather him remember the good times with you then remembering you as the weird best friend who confessed her loved and got rejected. You reached for you phone in your pocket but found nothing. You looked in your coat pockets and no luck. “Looking for something?”
You spun around and looked into the red, puffy eyes of Alex. “A-Alex? What are you doing here?” You stuttered. “You didn’t want to hurt anyone… but, you ended up hurting yourself and me, Y/N.” he said. Your face and mind grew confused. He put the phone in his pocket and stared at you, “I love you, Y/N. I didn’t want Lisa. I didn’t care that she came back. I found out what she was doing. She tried getting rid of the person who I love and the person I love is standing in front of me, trying to leave me with good memories when she would’ve left me with hurt. “
Tears began rolling down your face and you said nothing but ran to Alex. You wrapped your arms around his neck and he wrapped his around your waist and he held you tightly. He held you tighter than he ever had. “I love you, I love you. I need you.” He whispered to you. You released from the hug and connected your lips with his. It was hard but sweet and something you wanted to do for years. You pulled from away from the kiss and stared into the eyes of the boy you grew to love over the years, “I love you.” You said to him. “Don’t leave and I won’t leave…. I’m here.” You nodded and more tears fell down your face. “I won’t leave. I will and forever will be waiting for you to come home.”
Teenage Dirtbag: Austin Carlile Imagine
Look at her go. Socializing, smiling, laughing, and just being her. I could only watch her from a distance considering that to society, she was popular and I was the outcast. Just like any typical high school love story, I loved the popular girl. I always told myself that I wouldn’t end up in love because it resulted in too much heart break and a lot of drama, but here I am. Loving the popular girl in secret. Loving the one and only, Y/N. I liked tattoos and rock and roll, she liked pink things and justin bieber. Well, it seemed like she did. She was an angel, and I’m just a teenage dirtbag.
"What are you guys looking at, dick butts?" One of the football players, Andy, said. Also, Y/N’s best friend who happened to like her, but not for the right reasons. There’s right reasons to like someone? Yes, there definitely is. "Well, considering your friend is getting his dick sucked RIGHT THERE, kinda keep your eyes off a slut and a dumbass." Alan retorted. The anger in Andy built up and he also stood up and prepared for him to come, but he was stopped by Y/N. "Andy, look we gotta go. We have to get ready for prom tonight." Andy looked at Y/N and back at us, flipping us off. He put an arm around her and walked off. Y/N looked back and waved at us, something she always did. She was always kind to everyone, yet here she was, walking off with a complete douchebag.
I sat at a table as I watched Alan make out with some girl, Phil and tino with their girlfriends, Aaron talking with another girl, and everyone at prom having a good time. Except, me. Nobody wanted to talk to A kid with tattoos and an all black suit. Apparently, it’s scary. I played with the little confetti on the table but was interrupted when I heard everyone go kind of quiet.my eyes wandered a bit, until they saw the angel at the top of the staircase. Black dress, black heels, hair and makeup done, tattoo on her shoulder, nose ring and piercings on her ear. I came to realize, it was Y/N. I saw Andy stomp up to her and grab her by the arm, trying to read his lips but failing. Y/N pulled her arm away and pushed Andy to the side.
I still stared at her as she walked over to me. She stood in front of me and smiled. I stared in awe and quickly stood up and smiled back at her. “Didn’t know you have piercings and a tattoo.” I told her. “Something I didn’t feel like telling people. Until today.”—-“whys that?” I asked her. She was looking at the ground, but reached into her bag and looked up at me. “Because he only persons opinion I care about is yours. And I know you won’t judge me.” I grinned as I looked into her eyes. She held up something in front of her face, “let’s get out of here.” I took a closer look at the papers and saw it was two tickets to see Iron Maiden in an hour.
I said nothing more, but reached down for her hand. I intertwined our fingers and kissed her hand before we both began running across the gym. “Y/N! What the fuck!” We both turned and saw Andy standing there with Y/N’s supposed best friend draped on him. I flipped him off and Y/N’s sweet laugh rang through my ears. We ran out of the gym and into my car. The beginning chapter of the Teenage Dirtbag and his Noelle.
Come home: Alex gaskarth imagine: Part 3
You stared at all of your belongings from your apartment in Baltimore, now packed in boxes and ready to be shipped away. Moving away would be the hardest thing you have ever done in your life. Either, you let Lisa tell Alex about your feelings for him and ruin your friendship here, or leave him with Lisa. You knew Alex would take her back, he has before, so why not now? You loved Alex, but you knew leaving would be the best thing to do. You didn’t wanna risk losing your friendship with Alex in the wrong way. Either way, you’d lose him but it’s for the best.
You closed the trunk of the car and met Lisa in the same place as yesterday. “Okay, everything’s packed.” You whispered. You felt useless at the fact that you let Lisa take control of you, but she made a point. It would be a horrible feeling to have confessed to Alex, him not feel the same way even though you knew ,and see him back with Lisa. “Okay good. This is the last time you’ll be seeing him. Say your goodbyes and then leave.” She strutted away in her short dress and high heels and you looked down. ‘Why would he even consider liking me?’ You thought to yourself.
You sighed and walked back to the Warped Tour grounds and walked to the All Time Low bus. You knocked and Rian let you in. He gave you a small smile and you walked passed him in the front lounge where everyone was in dress shirts and ties. “Y/N!” Jack yelled. He grabbed your phone out of your hand and threw it on the couch so that he could pick you up and spin you. You giggled and he set you down. “Why aren’t you dressed?” He asked with a small frown. You realized you were in a black shirt, black jeans, black doc martens, and a black peacoat. All black like you always wore.
All black like she always wore but not dressed for warped prom. She was never the type to wear dresses but I thought this would be a first. “Yeah, why aren’t you dressed?” I asked as I approached her. I stood in front of her and tried making eye contact with her. “I have to leave. Work stuff…” She mumbled. I sighed, “I wish you were going with me.” I told her. “I brought someone for you that wanted to go with you.” She mumbled. She walked away from my grip and walked to the door and Lisa walked in with Y/N behind her. “What the hell…” I mumbled. Lisa ran up too me and wrapped her arms around my neck tightly and I stood there speechless. “I’m sorry Alex. I really am. This is all my fault, Alex. I need you.” She quickly spoke. I hugged her tightly back. I told myself before that this time I wouldn’t go back to Lisa but I needed this. Knowing that Y/N wouldn’t feel the same about me, I had to turn back to a relationship I’ve known for years.
I let go of Lisa and saw Y/N with a weak smile. We stared at each other until she snapped back, “well, I gotta go.” She hugged us one by one but when she stopped at Zack, she hugged him a little longer, enough for me for jealousy to rise inside of me. I saw him whisper in her ear and he kissed her cheek. She smiled and kissed his cheek back and gave a small wave before walking towards the door. “Y/N?” I called out to her. She turned, “you’ll be there when I come home?” She weakly smiled, “yeah, I’ll be there.” She turned and left without another word. I replayed the weak smile she had on her face and needed why she was so sad to leave. She always knew I would come home, but what was different now?
Come home: Alex gaskarth imagine: part 2
I was sitting on the bus texting back and forth with Y/N about warped prom. Every text she sent made me smile wider and I swear my face was going to stay that way. I wanted to hear her voice so I decided on a call. But, there was no answer. I was confused and texted her, but no reply. What the hell… “Alex, come on.” Jack said as he stuck his head into the back lounge. “Um, yeah alright.” I left my phone on the couch and walked out with Jack into the hot Chula Vista air. Walking through the crowd at warped was horrible considering each time we walked closer to the stage, the more girls bombarded us. Thanks to the help of some by standing security, we made it to main stage.
We put in our in ears and grabbed our guitars and waited as the intro began. “Let’s do this.” Jack jumped up and down. Rian ran out first gaining a scream from the crowd and then the rest of us followed. I gave a small smile to the crowd and just gena playing and singing. Usually, Y/N would call to tell me good luck and that’s what gave me the energy to do great. As we got through four songs, I stood in front of the mic. My face a but emotionless, panting, and sweat running down my neck. I held onto the mic stand as I looked down at the ground.
My ears blocked out the screams of the crowd as a heard a voice come in through my in-ears. “Mr. Gaskarth, didn’t I say to kill it out here, what on earth are you doing?” I looked up and turned towards the guys and they were looking around. I looked side stage and no one was there. “You know where I am. Look straight.” I looked straight and I saw Y/N. Her smile wide and sitting in the sound booth. “There ya go. Now, get on with it.” She sat back in her seat and now the noise from the crowd came back to me. The rest of the set, I couldn’t get my eyes off of Y/N. Her smile, the way she got along with everyone in the sound booth, and how she always danced along with out songs even though she’s heard them a thousand times before.
"Y/N!" You saw Alex and his sweaty self running towards you. You didn’t care. He wrapped his arms around your waist as you wrapped yours around his neck. He lifted you off the ground, kissing your cheek and spun you before setting you back down. "How the hell-"—-"Matt got me here." You told him. He smiled again and hugged you before being stolen away by Jack. "Jacky, you stink more than Alex!" You laughed as he squeezed you. "Take it!" You laughed and pushed him off before giving Rian a hug and attacking Zack. "Hey little one." Zack smiled. "Hello, buff one." He laughed and pulled you into another hug, "I know. Do what you think is right." He whispered.
You stepped back and looked at him with a shocked expression. You stepped back from his embrace and turned to the guys, “I’ll be back guys. My bladder is full!” You said before quickly leaving the guys behind. You squirmed between the sea of people, some stopping you and asking for a picture with “Alex Gaskarth’s Best friend.” You left the warped tour grounds and began walking down the street away from the booming music. You finally made it to wear you meant to be.
“Okay, he knows I’m here.” You said. “Now, just leave the rest to me. Stay away from him, but you can enjoy the rest of today. After today, you’re gone.” She smirked. You began debating and started tapping your fingers on your leg, “or else, he’ll know.” You looked her straight in her eyes and sighed. “Okay…” You mumbled. She began strutting away before turning back to you, “remember, leave him alone, or he’ll know and I’ll be coming after you if you mess this up for me.” She said between gritted teeth.
“I know, Lisa… I know.”
Come home: Alex gaskarth imagine
I unlocked the front door to my shared house with Lisa, hands filled with things Lisa said we needed. I kicked the door open, stepped through and kicked the door shut behind me. I set the things down on the kitchen table and slipped off my jacket. I sighed and there was silence except a faint sound from upstairs. I was pretty sure I was home alone considering Lisa said she had work. I took no time in wondering what it was or taking my time walking up the staircase like in the movies where they decide to walk as slow as possible.
The closer I got to the bedroom door, I could hear the noise more clearly. It was Lisa, moaning. I opened the bedroom door and saw Lisa on top of some guy I didn’t recognize. Lisa gasped and jumped off him, “I thought you said your brother was gone!” The guy said. I started laughing, “brother?oh, that’s pure gold. Good job Lisa.” I walked to the closet, pulling out a suitcase and started throwing Lisa’s clothes into it. I saw her jump off the bed and towards me, “Alex, I can explain! Stop!” She tried grabbing my arm but I pulled back. “No need. This is the fourth time. You’re gone. I’m going on tour in a couple days, and I will not have you here. My parents will stay here to make sure you don’t ever come back.”
I stood outside in the heat of the storage parking lot, waiting for our tour bus. I waited with Jack and my best friend, Y/N. After the incident with Lisa, Y/N was the first one to come over and make sure I was okay. I cried and I’m not afraid to admit it. It was on and off but still the only real relationship I had. “Alex, I know that face, you’re thinking about it again.” I heard Y/N’s voice say. I turned and saw her looking up at me with her big eyes. “I know. I’ll be okay.” She walked off and sat next to jack on he curb and chatted with him. I’m pretty sure almost everyone knew this, but Y/N was a sight. The way her hair fell down her shoulders, her smile when she laughed, oh god, that laugh was intoxicating. Everyone always teased her about wearing all black, but i didn’t mind one bit. The baggy black Citizen t-shirt that was folded on the sleeves, her black jeans that were rolled on the bottom that showed her ankle tattoo, and her black vans on her tiny feet.
"Alex, you’re staring." I spun around and saw the bus behind me and Zack. "Uh…"—-"we all know you like her." He laughed. "I do not." I denied. "Yeah you do. The way you look at her… Is different. You never looked at Lisa the way you do. You may not see it now because of what just happened, but just wait." I stood there speechless as he grabbed my bag and loaded it on the bus. I looked at Y/N again as she was released from a hug between her and Jack. Jack ran onto the bus and Y/N walked over. She stood in front of me and looked up at me and smiled. "You know I’m just a phone call away if you need anything." She told me and hugged me. Her arms around my neck and mine around her waist felt as if it were they belonged. She let go and held onto my hands. "She won’t be there when I get back…" I mumbled. "I know. But, she’s a bitch for doing that to such an amazing person. You already know when you come home that I’ll be waiting here. Rain, shine, night or day,if you need me, I’ll get the first flight to wherever you are. Or if you just need to talk, I’ll stay up with you all night if I have to." I hugged her once more, "now, go kill it."
She let go of my hands and I looked back at her as I made my way to the bus. Jack opened the window and began waving and shouting bye at her. She laughed and waved back and I knew for sure, I’d miss her. The bus began moving and I watched out the window as Y/N walked to her car. I sighed, “it’s okay. It’s only 4 months.” Jack reassured me. Yeah, four months with my best friend.
A/N: Part 2???????
Tour Love: Parker Cannon Imagine: Request
I picked up my phone and opened the message that was a video from Angela. I clicked the play button and the video began. Angela was naked and I thought it was one of those videos to get me through tour, but the further she moved back, there was a guy in OUR bed. The more I watched the video, the more they went at it and the more I grew sick. I dialed her number and it rang a few times before she answered, “Hey, babe.” She said. “Get your shit and get out of my house. I’m not fucking kidding.” I growled. “Wait, why, Parker!” I laughed at her, “Thanks for that fucking video, Angela.” I could hear her gasp, “Parker… I’m sorry. I-I don’t know what I was thinking. It was supposed to go to Pam…” I laughed harder even though I was feeling betrayed. “I don’t give a shit. Get your shit and get out. My brother’s gonna be there to make sure you don’t take my shit either.” I hung up the phone and threw it at a wall.
“Whoa, there.” I heard someone say. I turned and saw my best friend, Y/N. Her band was also on tour with us. “Sorry…” I mumbled. She put her glasses on the top of her head and kneeled next to me. “You okay, Park?” She asked me. “Angela…”I said and handed her my broken phone. Somehow it still worked so she watched the video. “What the fuck.” She growled. She put my phone to the side and just hugged me. I hugged her back and cried into her shoulder. It seemed like I could handle my feelings, but in reality, I was just like any other human out there. “It’s gonna be okay, Parker.”
-1 Month Later-
After the incident with Angela, she tried calling and texting me, but Y/N always ended up telling her off through the phone or deleting her texts, for my sake. Y/N would check on me when I woke up, through the day, and just whenever she felt that I needed help. I didn’t really talk to anyone for this month besides her. She would be the one to walk with me to get food, or Starbucks, or to play video games with me. Now, I didn’t even care about Angela. I cared about Y/N. When we were in high school, we had a thing until she moved. I loved her desperately and still do to this day. Angela was just someone to feel the void of Y/N not being there.
I cried over Angela because I felt betrayed for the second time, not because I loved Angela. I felt like Y/N had left me again, but she was actually here. She’s the girl I love. What if I admitted it to her? Would she think that I’m just using her to have someone because of what Angela did? I got up from the dressing room where my band was and ran to the bus. I ran into the back lounge and lay on the bed, my head resting on my arm. I sighed and tried closing my eyes, but all these thoughts of Y/N’s smile and laugh and everything about her was running through my head.
“Park? Kelen told me you ran off.” I heard Y/N whisper. I felt the bed dip next to me and saw Y/N lying next to me. “I don’t wanna talk about it.” I mumbled. “You know you do, you just can’t push yourself to do it. I know you like the back of my hand, Parker.” I could tell there was a smile on her face and I wanted nothing more than to see it. I wanted to hold her and kiss her and be able to tell people that she’s mine. I wanted the guts to be able to say, “I love you.” I sighed. “What did you say?” She asked. I opened my eyes and realized what I had done. Thinking out loud is a curse. I didn’t respond just laid there. I couldn’t move… so she moved for me. She lifted my arm that was covering my face and scooted closer to me. She placed my arm back down, laying it around her and placed her small hand on my side.
“I heard you… I just want you to say it again.” She whispered, her eyes looking into mine. Our lips got closer and eventually connected. My lips moved with hers and no matter how cheesy it is, I felt a spark. I pulled back and rested my forehead on hers, “ Ever since our fling in high school, I’ve been desperately in love with you, Y/N Y/L/N.” I told her. She smiled and I was relieved. “And I’ve been in love you Parker Cannon.”
For The World, For Him: Andy Biersack Imagine
Alot of you liked the Parker Cannon smut, and requested one with Andy Biersack so I did one based on that drawing above. Hope you enjoy! And Body Party by Ciara was playing while writing this and I put it in there. Dont judge!
You walked in through the door of your home you shared with your fiancé, Andy Biersack. You had a long day at work considering one of your co-workers pissed you off. She had the nerve to tell you that Andy was “too hot” for you and he could do so much better. You dress like such a prude. Andy deserves someone hot, like me. Her words went through your head as you placed your bag down and looked down the hallway and saw Andy playing with Crow in the mirror. You took off your coat and heels and looked at Andy again. “Hey babe!” He smiled. “Hey.” You flatly said. You walked to the kitchen and began making yourself some tea. “What’s wrong?” He asked as he sat on the counter and tried looking at you in the eyes. You told him about what she had said, including the part about being prude “Y/N…” He pulled you to him and between his long legs and hooked a finger under your chin. “You’re who and what I want. If I didn’t I wouldn’t have asked you to marry me.” You looked in his blue orbs and knew he was telling the truth. “Plus, you and I both know your act in the world is different from the way you for me.” He whispered.
He kissed you gently and it turned into rough kissing. His tongue explored your mouth and you let out small moans into his mouth. He slowly climbed off the counter and held you closer to him. He ran his large hands slowly down your back and over your bum and grabbed it gently. He bit your lip and started into your eyes. You could tell where it was going. “Jump.” He whispered. You did as he said and wrapped your legs around his waist and you stared at him as he carried you to the bedroom. He kicked the door open and once you were through, kicked it shut. He placed you on the edge of the bed and took off the vest and shirt he was wearing.
“Wait.” You told him. He looked confused and you pushed him so he was now sitting on the edge of the bed. You ran into the bathroom, closing and locking the door.
I sat there wondering what the hell was going on. In the middle of this heated moment, she decided it would be a good time to use the bathroom and leave me horny. But, I was so fucking wrong. “Andy?” I heard her whisper. I turned and my mouth dropped at the sight of her. She slowly walked out of the bathroom wearing the bra and panties she knew I loved. My eyes roamed over every curve of her body and as she turned around I couldn’t help but stare at her gorgeous ass. She bent over and pressed play on her iPod and a song began. It was familiar to me since Y/N would sing it sometimes. It was Body Party by Ciara and I had a feeling where this was going. As the lyrics began she began slowly moving her hips side to side. She ran her hands down the side of her body and over her stomach and slowly down her thighs, as she got lower to the ground. She stood back up and walked towards me.
She turned her back towards me and started grinding her ass on my crotch. Now, I was rock hard. This girl definitely knew how to turn me on. I watched as her ass slowly rubbed against my erection that was about to tear through my tight jeans. I couldn’t take it. I needed her.
You knew you were teasing Andy, but not to the point where he started rubbing his hands down your thighs as you grinded on him. He pulled you down so you were sitting on him and spread your legs with his hands, your back still facing him. He placed kisses on your neck as he began to rub you through your panties. “Wet, already?” He growled in your ear and began giving you small love bites on your neck. You grinded more into his hand and on his erection. He moaned and bit your lip but he stopped rubbing. “Take off those heels.” He said. You kicked them off and he turned you around so you were standing in front of him. He grabbed you by your bum and started kissing down your stomach. The wet kisses and soft kisses he left a trail down to your thigh. HE smiled up at you and in one swift motion, ended up picking you up and throwing you on the bed. He hovered over you and looked into your eyes as he pulled down your panties with one finger. “You know better than to tease me, Y/N.” He smirked and started rubbing your clit. You softly moaned and ran your finger nails down his tattooed arms.
He stuck a finger in you without warning and started pumping, causing you to moan louder. “Andy, faster please.” You pleaded. He did as you said and began kissing your neck. His finger in you felt amazing but he stopped when he noticed you coming close. “What the fuck Andy?” You told him. “I want to be able to feel you when you cum.” He said. You brought him down to kiss your lips and you could feel cold lip ring on your lip. You pushed him so you were on top and you tangled your fingers into his black hair. “Hurry up, Y/N.” he said against your lips. You pulled away and undid his button to his jeans and pulled them off as quickly as you could along with his jeans. You were eager to feel him inside you.
“Bra, off.” He smirked. You unclipped it and slid it down your arms and threw it to the side. You grabbed Andy’s member in your hand and started pumping slowly. “Fuck, Y/N.” He moaned. He had his head tilt back and his hands tightly gripped your hips. You had to admit, seeing him so vulnerable under your touch made you smile, but you were just as vulnerable. You ran a thumb over the tip before rubbing it against your clit. “Ready?” You said with a shaky voice. He nodded and kissed you roughly as you lowered yourself onto his dick. He moaned into your mouth and you bit his lip. “You’re so tight…” He moaned. You swirled your hips around and he grinded against you. Slowly, you began riding him and clawing at his chest. You didn’t need time to adjust to his size because all you wanted to feel was pleasure. Andy turned you over so you were on your back and pounded into you.
He kissed your collarbones, “You’re so beautiful.” Andy said against your chest. Your fingernails scratched at his back as pleasure took over your body. Andy was repeatedly hitting your g-spot, about to send you over the edge. “Andy…” He kept thrusting, “I know baby… I’m almost there.” He grunted. His thrusts became sloppy and he growled against your neck, sending you over the edge and causing you to scream his name, “ANDY!” You cummed onto him as you felt his seed shoot into you. He rode out your highs and pulled out of you. He collapsed next to you and forced you to look at him, “That slut at your work could never do that. I’m so glad you’re the one I’m with.” He smiled and kissed your forehead even if you were sweating. “Well, she’s going to know it when I can’t walk tomorrow.” He laughed and you spent the rest of the night, just staring into the blue eyes of the man you loved.
Soft Lips and Soft Touches: Parker Cannon Imagine
You sat in the car with your arms crossed and stared at the window as your best friend Parker drove. You two were at a party and you were having a good time dancing with a guy until Parker pulled you out of the party and now you were here. “I can’t believe you did that.” You sneered. “You can’t do that Y/N.” He growled. “Yes I fucking can. I’m a grown ass woman and if I wanna dance with a guy, I will!” You yelled as you guys pulled into he driveway of your shared house. You stomped up to the door and ran up the stairs to your room and through your heels in a corner, too mad to even take off your dress. You turned your iPod and lay on your bed and stared at your ceiling. After three songs, you heard a knock at your door.
“What?” You said angrily. Parker let himself in and you sat up. “What do you want?” You mumbled. “I’m sorry, Y/N.” He whispered. “Parker, I can take care of myself. What if I liked the guy? What if he liked me? What if-“ You were caught off by Parker pressing his lips to yours. You were shocked but began kissing back. This was a kiss you longed for since you were in high school. Parker was always the guy you were in love with but you always tried pushing your feelings down because you didn’t want to ruin your friendship if he didn’t feel the same. But, you guess he did feel the same. He pulled back from the kiss and stared down at you, his eyes full of lust.
He looped his fingers in the straps of your dress and slid them off your shoulders and down your arms that sent you a chill as his fingertips went down your arms as well. Your dress fell to the floor leaving you in only your underwear. You still stared at Parker as you unbuttoned his shirt and threw it to the side. You undid his pants and they slid down his legs. He kissed you again and you wrapped your arms around his neck. HE lifted you up and you wrapped your legs around his waist. He held you up and walked to your bed, slowly setting you down. You scooted up towards the headboard as Parker followed with your lips never leaving each other’s connection. You pulled back and Parker stared down at your body. He ran his hand down your chest between your breasts down your stomach and over your panties. You bit your lip and bucked your hips a little. He ran one hand down your thigh as the other swiftly took off your lace panties. He threw them aside and pressed his lips to yours again.
You pushed him over so you were now on top. You kissed him softly but roughly as he ran his hands up and down your sides. You place your crotch on his and started rubbing your warmth against his crotch. You could feel it growing against your clit and you couldn’t want him more than ever. You sat up a bit and pulled down his boxers so he could kick them off the bed. He turned you over again and kissed down your neck and back up to your lips. “Are you sure?” He whispered with a concern look on his face. “I’m sure.” You whispered back. Parker placed a hand to your area and started rubbing your clit slowly. You grinded against his hand, making you bite his lip. You reached down and grabbed his length and lined him up with your entrance. He slowly slid into you, making you moan into his mouth.
“Parker, please move, I need you.” Her voice desperate. I never though in a million years this would happen, but it was and with the girl I loved. I slowly started moving in and out of her tight clit, which felt amazing around me. Her kisses stopped when I began moving faster and I had my head in the crook of her neck. Her fingernails ran up and down my back leaving marks that would be there until morning. I sucked and bit at her neck as she panted. “F-faster, Parker.” She moaned loudly. I knew I had found her G-spot and I went faster. I moaned along with her and my thrusts became sloppy as I felt myself coming to the edge. “Parker, I’m going to-“ I kissed her lips and mumbled against them, “Me too.” I thrust harder and faster and I felt her walls tighten around me, sending us both over the edge. I kissed her again and pulled out of her and lay next to her. I looked over at her trying to catch her breath and smiled at her. Her hair was sticking to her sweaty forehead and she stared at the ceiling. She finally looked at me and I pressed my lips to hers for a loving kiss. “I love you, Y/N.” I confessed. “And I love you, Parker Cannon.” She whispered. “What does this mean?” I asked as I stared into her big eyes and intertwined my fingers with hers.
“I think it means you’re making me breakfast in the morning.” She laughed. I laughed along with her and kissed her again. The way her lips moved with mine felt like how it was meant to be. “I mean with us.” I asked. I looked at her eyes that were looking at every feature of my face. “Ask me on a date.” She said quietly. I gave a small smile and brought her naked body closer to mine, “Y/N, will you go on a date with me tomorrow night?” I asked. “Hm, I’ll have to check my schedule.” She joked. I gasped and began tickling her. She squirmed beside me and said behind a laugh, “Yes! Yes!” I stopped tickling her and stared down at her beautiful face. “I will go on a date with you, Parker.”
Sick, but okay: Jack Barakat Imagine: Part 1
A/N: this is based off recent events. Basically why i havent been so active. The whole breathing thing? Yeah, me! I’m still in here, but my sister brought me her laptop so. The whole breathing incident was real, the other parts are just things I threw in to spice it up. In reality, I was out for 27 hours, and my dad was there. Now that m awake, they vivist me after work. I’ll be okay. This is the best way I could tell you guys? Haha. I woke up to 1000 followers too! thats insane! thank you all xx
I walked into the living room of my house and saw my daughter Y/N and new girlfriend Melanie. Y/N was sitting by herself as Melanie waited for me at the door way so i could take her shopping.”Y/N, are you sure youre gonna be okay?” I asked as i put on my jacket. All day, Y/N has been quiet and to herself and i wasnt sure why. “Ill be fine. Uncle Alex is coming right?” She said quietly. “Yes he is. Now come on, Jack.”Melanie whined. I kissed Y/N on the forehead and walked out to the car with melanie, heading to the mall.
Your dad had left a while ago with his horrid girlfriend. She would always put you down and tell you to stay away from your own father. You never told him because he seemed happy. “Y/N?” You heard your Uncle Alex call out. “In here.” You responded. “You okay?” He asked. You nodded, “just gonna nap for a bit.” You smiled at him. You closed your eyes and fell into a deep sleep.
It felt like what could have been an hour of napping. Or even more, but you know the pain in your chest had just came in like a brick. Your entire chest had become heavy and everytime you tired taking a breath, the pain would become worse. Your breaths shortened and the pain grew, but you couldn’t open your eyes. You couldn’t see, or hear anything, but only feel the pain that was growing in your chest.
Melanie and I walked hand-in-hand, walking through stores even though she still hadnt found anything she liked. Fans would recognize me and Melanie would walk ahead, but i didnt understand why. “Hey, you okay?” I asked her. “No.” She sneered. “Why?” Before she could answer, i got a call from Alex. “Alex? What’s up?” I asked. “You need to get here to Downey Hospital. It’s Y/N.” He said and you could hear the tears in his voice. You hung up and started walking towards the exit, “Jack what the hell?” Melanie said. “It’s Y/N. She’s in the hospital. We have to go.” I told Melanie. “You promised me a shopping spree. She’s with Alex, she’ll be fine.” Melanie whined. “It’s me or her, Jack.” I shook my head and let go of Melanies hand, leaving her shocked in the middle of the mall, alone.
after a 20 minute drive, I made it to the hospital. “Y/N Barakat, please.” I told the front desk. She put a bracelet around my wrist and led me to Y/N’s room. I saw Lisa and Alex sitting in front of the room, Alex’s eyes full of tears and Lisa trying to calm him down from his obvious anxiety attack. Lisa looked at me at nodded her yes, giving me the okay to see Y/N. As I walked quickly into Y/N’s room, there were 3 nurses surrounding her and my heart stopped. The nurses stopped what they were doing and left the room to leave me.
The oxygen mask covered Y/N’s pink lips that were always in a smile or making jokes. Her beautiful big eyes were shut and her hair was stuck to her forehead from sweating. “you must be Mr. Barakat.” A doctor said as he walked in. I nodded. “WEll, your daughter had an asthma attack when she was sleeping, and she didnt wake up, and it turned into an asthma/ anxiety attack in one.” He informed me. I couldn’t speak. All I could do was hold Y/N’s hand and wait. “Will she wake up?” I asked. “We’re not too sure, Mr Barakat.”
-3 Days Later-
I was laid out on a reclining chair the nurses had given me and my hand was in Y/N’s. I saw Alex and Lisa sleeping on another recliner and smiled. I heard the tv on and looked at one of Y/N’s favorite movies on. “You love that movie.” I whispered to myself. “I still do.” I heard. I turned and saw Y/N up and eating breakfast from the hospital. “Alex! Lisa!” I called to wake them up. They woke up and gasped when they saw her awake. We smothered her with hugs and kisses. “Are you okay?” I asked. She nodded, “Hard to breathe sometimes, but i’m awake. I woke up at about 3 am and pressed the nurse button. They didn’t want to wake you up, so they connected the nose oxygen quietly.” She said as she took a sip of water. “It’s been three days since you’ve been out and i’ve only left your side side to shower. Alex and Lisa have came everyday too, but only left to shower, and get food for me.” I told her. “What about Melanie?” She asked. “She’s gone.” I smiled.
"She’s gone, but soon you will be too." Y/N said. I was taken back a bit, but realized what she meant. Not only was she going to have to stay here, but leaving on a two-month tour, knowing Y/N was going to be here, I couldn’t do it. "Alex…"