drunk0wls asked:
hey,can i have a one shot please with Joel and could it be based on we've just met and we disagree on everything and really dislike each other until the end :) x

Hello, sure, hun! Although I have to warn you that it might take a little bit long for me to write, because I’m quite busy at the moment. Is that okay with you? :) x





Agatha&Andy

“I DON’T NEED ANY EXPLANATION; I DON’T NEED A THING FROM YOU ANYMORE!” I yelled storming into the flat me and Andy shared, tears falling from my eyes, but I didn’t care. I tossed my bag onto the ground as I heard Andy rushing after me.

“Babe, please, just listen…” he started calmly, closing the door behind him.

I turned around fast. “Don’t ‘babe’ me!” I yelled at him, when suddenly I felt a huge hole inside my body, the emptiness you feel when you lose someone you care about a lot.

I fell down on my knees, sobbing silently, my hands around my waist.

I felt Andy kneel down beside me, hugging me tightly. I didn’t have enough strength inside me to push him away, no matter how bad I wanted to do it.

I leaned against him, powerless; he stroke my hair calmly as I sobbed into his chest, my tears landing on his shirt.

I felt him tensing up as he snorted. He cried silently so I wouldn’t hear, but I knew it, I heard it.

He wrapped his arms around my shoulders even harder, not wanting to let go, but now I remembered the scene I just saw at a bar and it suddenly gave me the strength to push him away and stand up.

I didn’t even look down at Andy’s face; it felt too hard for me to do it.

“Agatha…” I heard him addressing me, but I walked upstairs, images of him kissing someone else in the corner of the club flashing before my eyes as I took my suitcase to pack the most important things.

Andy never came upstairs while I packed and I left the flat before he could even say something, leaving him with his mouth open for words, sitting on the floor, crying hard.

I slammed the door behind me as I walked out to the night not even knowing where to go next. I heard thunder above my head as I looked up to the sky. A huge cloud of storm was forming in the sky. “Great,” I whispered taking out my phone.

I stayed at a hotel for a week before I found a new flat. After a month, I was renting a flat and living there happily.

Andy called me every evening, leaving me voicemails, desperately asking for me to call him back, but I never did. Cheating is not that easily forgiven, not for me at least.

And the fact that he cheated on me in the club, where we went together was even worse. He made out with someone else right in front of me, as if he wanted to rub it in my face.

I was just starting to see someone else, because I wanted to forget Andy as fast as I could.

I was driving to a supermarket, listening to radio when I heard Andy’s voice, presenting Lawson’s new single, telling that it means a lot to him since he wrote it after a really bad break up not that long ago and how he wished that everything would have turned out differently.

…and if she’s listening, I would like to let her know that I’m still madly in love and that I really do miss her.” he said. An interviewer fell silent for a minute as it was words that no one ever was expecting to hear on the radio.

“Wow…” she whispered into the mic. “It’s really emotional, isn’t it?” she asked, but Andy didn’t answer. Although, you were able to hear his hard breathing.

A song played on and it was ‘Standing In The Dark’. It was so emotional, so touching; I could literally hear Andy saying these words directly to me.

My eyes filled with tears and my whole body was shaking. I couldn’t drive any further so I had to stop the car. I didn’t realize I was sobbing so hard until someone knocked on my window, making me jump from my seat. There was a woman, asking if I was okay. I just nodded and let out a little smile for her as she walked away.

I took my phone and I heard Andy’s voice in the other end. “Agatha?” he asked silently as if it was a dream.

“…I’m feeling paralyzed.”

I hung up quickly before saying anything. Tears were running down my face, filling my eyes over and over again so quickly that I couldn’t see a thing through them.

“…but I’m wanting you back, girl.”

My phone rung again. I took it and before I could even see who was calling, I answered it.

“Agatha, please, talk to me.”

“I can’t.” I whispered into my phone, hearing a sigh of relief coming out from Andy’s mouth.

“Please. I miss you so much…”

“I know.” I said, my voice trembling.

There was a moment of silence.

“Are you crying?”

“I heard the song.” I said, more confident.

He fell silent. “I – um, it’s about you. About us.” He whispered the last two words as if they were too hard to tell out loud.

“I know…” I sobbed into the phone.

“Babe…” he trailed off. It felt so nice to hear him addressing me like that and I knew that he felt confused, not knowing if he was allowed to call me that anymore. “Agatha,” he started again. “Can we please meet?”

I looked out of the window and I saw our old building, where we lived in a flat. Together.  I felt a sudden wave of missing him and realized that, not thinking about it, I drove there while listening to the interview on the radio.

I got out of the car and hung up.

Andy tried calling me again, but I just went upstairs and knocked on the door. It swung open faster than I could even put my hand down.

Andy appeared in front of me. His eyes red and puffy, his hair messy.

The next thing I know is our lips connecting, moving in sync, my arms wrapping around his neck, him holding me tightly against his body.

The smell of him made me feel so homey, cozy and nice.

I pulled back a little, whispering “I love you,” into his lips, then kissing them once again.

He closed the door behind us, leaning me against them, pulling away a little. He looked right into my eyes, cupping my face with his both hands. “I will never let you go again that easily,” he whispered to me as our lips connected again.



agathalawson asked:
A GIRL WHO ASKED FOR ANDY ONE SHOT WITH A FIGHT AND THEN MAKE UP, PLEEEEEEEASE LEAVE A MESSAGE, I LOST YOUR CONTACTS! :// Hey sorry that was me x

Hahah, finally. Will let you know when your one shot’s up! X





A girl who asked for Andy one shot with a fight and then make up, pleeeeeeease leave a message, I lost your contacts! ://

Katelyn&Tom

“Oh come on!” yelled Em, hitting the car wheel.

Me, Lindsey and Carol shared a look and looked at Em. “What’s up?” I asked leaning forward from my backseat.

“We’re almost out of gas and the next gas station is about half an hour away.”

“We won’t make it?” Lindsay asked.

“We won’t,” Em said as we heard some weird noises coming out from under the car’s cover. “You know what this car is? IT’S A FUCKING PIECE OF CRAP!”

I laughed at her as she pulled over. We were supposed to go on a road trip. It was a second day, but all we’ve got to was a small town, where we spent the night.

We left our car on the side of the road and started walking, our bags in our hands, and laughter all around us. Of course, it took time to make Em smile as well, but when she did, we all went just crazy. We were racing with cars and then falling down on the ground laughing or just taking silly pictures while walking.

I dropped my bag on the ground. “Fuck this, I’m hitchhiking,” I said extending my arm to my side and turning around. Me and the girls had a laugh while trying to stop at least one car. There were a few men that stopped but they were…well, old.

And after we had already started walking, our laughter still all around us, a van pulled over and the side door open right in front of me. I turned to face the most attractive boy you could find in lonely roads out of the city.

He had short, black hair; his dark eyes were stuck on mines, a cute smile on his face. “You need a ride?” he asked as a hairless head appeared right next to him. The first guy laughed as the second one smirked when he noticed Em.

“Yeah, but where are you going?”

“To the festival.” He said and I looked at the girls. We all shared a look as the guy added, “On the beach.”

I turned to him instantly. “We need a ride,” I said and got up in the car.

Apparently, it was a boyband called The Wanted. Max, Siva, Nathan, Jay and Tom, the cute one.

They weren’t very big at the time, so we didn’t really know them, which we apologized for.

The journey took about 3 hours. When we pulled over by the huge tents, we were all already kind of in couples. Siva had a girlfriend back home so he was just friendly with all of us. Max was hitting on Em very obviously, Jay was all flirty with Carol, Nathan went for Lindsey and Tom…well, he was left with me.

All four of the girls went looking for a place to spend a night and change, because guys gave us tickets to the festival and asked us to come to their performance.

When we were about to take off, I heard my name being shouted.

“Katelyn!” I heard Tom addressing me right behind my back. I turned around with a questioning gaze. “What?”

“Meet me at 6, right here.” He whispered, turned around and walked away.

 

At 6 sharp I stood there. I wore a mini floral dress, sandals, my hair laid on my shoulders, a bit curly, sunglasses on. I waited for 10 minutes and when I was about to walk away, I felt a hand grabbing mines. It was Tom, obviously out of breath, because he was just so rushing to get here.

“I’m sorry…” he barely said, trying to catch his breath. I laughed and patted his shoulder. “It’s okay.” I said.

We took a long walk on the beach, because they were on at 9 pm, so we had a lot of time. He bought me ice-cream, which later was all over his shirt, because he was trying to catch me on the beach, and when he did, he tried taking me into the water. I kicked, yelled and laughed at the same time, but my hand was around Tom’s neck, strongly.

“Let me down! Nooo!” I screamed and laughed at the same. “No, Tom! If I’m going down, you’re going with me.”

He was laughing at me.

“If you won’t release me, I will cover your shirt in this ice-cream, I swear.” I said looking at him. The sun was starting to get down and he looked really beautiful in it.

“No way,” he said very confidently as I rubbed my ice-cream onto his shirt.

“Well now you look just beautiful,” I said biting my lip and laughing at him.

“Well, what can I do? Now we both are gonna have to get wet,” he said and squatted down in the water.

I yelled and hugged Tom tightly, both my hands around his neck as the water was so cold and I was afraid of him letting me go. “Noooo!” I yelled, cringing in his embrace, burying my face right next to his.

Water was just above our chests, but not above our shoulders, so he was able to see the hair on my body stand up.

He laughed, holding me strong. “You’re cold,” he stated.

“Because it’s fucking freezing!” I yelled and looked at him. Our faces were so close. We were both wearing sunglasses, but I just knew that he was looking at my lips just as I was looking at his. I bit my lip and looked away, wasting a perfect opportunity for our kiss.

 

Later we both went to change and me and the girls came to the concert. We somehow were just at the front, so the guys were able to see us perfectly.

When I heard a crowd singing with Max as he started their last song Glad You Came, I got goosebumps. It was an amazing feeling for me to stand in the crowd and I couldn’t imagine how they felt. I looked up at Tom as the chorus started. He looked straight into my eyes as he sang the words ‘I’m glad you came’, a huge smile spreading across both of our faces.

After the performance, we met the boys on the beach.

“It was amazing!” I said hugging Tom’s neck. His hands wrapped around my waist. “I’m glad you liked it.” He said and there it was, that moment again. We were staring at each other, our faces millimeters away from each other. I could feel his fresh breath as he just ate a mint. I turned away and went to congratulate others. And after that, we all went different directions.

Tom took my hand; it was already dark on the beach, lights from the stage barely lightening it. “Come on, I’ll show you something,” he started walking the beach, our hands knot together.

I looked at him in the moonlight. He was, oh, so beautiful.

After about 15 minute walking, I heard music, but not the one from festival.

“It’s a beach club,” Tom said looking at me.

“REALLY? I’ve always wanted to visit one!” I yelled running towards it, taking Tom with me.

He laughed as we stopped and started dancing immediately.

After an hour of pure dancing, we got drinks and went a bit further, where it was quieter. We sat down in sandhills, my head on Tom’s shoulder. He suddenly lay down, making me fall on him and spill half of my drink over his shirt. I started laughing as he moaned.

“Not again!” he said checking his shirt. “Ah, whatever. Look up.” He said and pointed to the sky.

I lay down next to him as we watched the meteors in the sky. “So beautiful,” I whispered, stunned.

After a few minutes, Tom sat up; I did too and looked at him. “This evening… It’s amazing,” I said looking at him.

He looked at me with a smile on his face, slowly leaning in and touching my lips with his.

After a few minutes kissing sitting up, we lay down, Tom a bit on top of me, his hand slowly running down my side as we heard someone yell, “Who is this?!”

The person held a light and was moving towards us.

“Quick,” Tom grabbed my arm as we started running from the guy, our laughter all over the beach.



heaven-is--overrated asked:
hi, my names Katelyn, could you maybe do me a one shot with tom please? a fun summery type thing? :) x

Sure, hun! Do you mind waiting a bit, though? xx





Laura&Adam

It’s been two years since Laura and Adam first started going out.

Although, about a month ago there were some noticeable changes in his attitude. He’s way cooler than he was, he doesn’t kiss or even hug her as often as he used to. She even started thinking that this relationship might not even last for two years, because it felt like he was going to break up with her.

*

I woke up first, Adam’s still asleep by my side despite the fact the sun was shining right into his eyes through the rooftop window in our apartment. I smiled and kissed him gently on the forehead, getting up and going into the bathroom

As much as I loved taking baths, I only had a quick shower, because today we were going to Adam’ s cousin’s wedding and I had to pick up my dress from the salon.

I walked out of the bathroom as silently as possible, so I wouldn’t wake up Adam. I held one hand on the towel, which barely covered my body. My hair lay wet on my shoulders, leaving water drops on the floor. I tip-toed to the drawer and took out my underwear.

After putting them on into the bathroom, I walked out again only with Adam’s T-shirt on.

I kept it silent, because I thought he was still asleep, although everything I needed was in the bedroom.

I looked into Adam to make sure I still had to keep silent, because trying not to make any noise made getting ready even harder.

I saw a happy face in bed. He lay there smiling, biting his lower lip, his hands under his head.

“Have you been watching me the whole time?” I asked, making him chuckle.

“Not the whole time, just most of it.” He said laughing as I jumped on the bed, rolling next to him. His hands wrapping around my waist protectively, his lips landing on mine for a morning kiss.

“I’m going to pick my dress up. Do you need anything?” I said standing up again, pulling my wet hair into a high ponytail. Adam still watching me.

He shook his head. “I don’t think so. When are we leaving for the wedding?” he asked as I looked at him with a mad look on my face, because he knew I hated jokes about being late and not knowing the exact time or place.

He laughed. “Okay, okay,” he said sitting up. “Do you need a ride?”

“Could you give me one?” I said cheerily, because I thought I had to walk.

“Sure, just let me brush my teeth,” he said standing up and going into the bathroom.

After about 15 minutes we left our apartment. We both wore casual clothes: band T-shirts, sweatpants and converse shoes. He took my hand as we walked up to a car. I looked at him through my sunglasses, he smiled at me and we got in the car.

We took two cups of coffee out while we drove to the salon. “Are you coming with me?” I asked looking at him as he pulled over.

“What for? Is the dress that hard?” he joked.

“No, I’m gonna have to put it on for the last fitting. Don’t you want to see?”

His mouth opened and closed, then he spoke. “I’m coming,” he said and we both got out of the car.

As I was putting the dress on, I heard Adam walking back and forth behind the curtain.

“I’m ready,” I announced before I walked out of the cabin.

The dress was dark blue, on one shoulder, just above the knees, quite tight, with a beautiful cream stripe just under the chest area.

I looked at Adam after I turned around a few times. “Annnnnnd? What do you think?” I asked biting my lip.

He kept staring at my dress, his mouth open. He closed and opened it a few times before he could say anything. “Wow,” he barely stammered. “I’m glad I saw you now, because I don’t think we would’ve made it into the wedding on time if I’d only seen you before going out.” He said and looked into my eyes, walking towards, wrapping his hands gently around my waist. “You will look more beautiful than the bride herself.” He said, his lips softly touching mines.

I smiled and thanked him walking back to the cabin to change back.

We left the salon holding hands again, smile on both of our faces.

 

We were supposed to leave at 8 pm, so when we had about half an hour left, panic was over the place.

I couldn’t get my make-up equally on both eyes; Adam couldn’t find his one shoelace, so he was just turning our house into a mess.

We heard a car beep as we shared a look, checking each other if everything’s in place and if we look good.

I stepped closer and fixed his collar. “You look hot in a suit.” I said and giggled, kissing him. We left the house.

I met most of Adam’s family months ago, so I didn’t feel awkward at all, although there was his cousin Charlie, who was divorced, and she brought both of her kids (girl age 1 and boy age 6) instead of a date.

Her son came up to me, holding his hand out like a true gentleman. “Will you dance with me, lady?” he asked nicely, making me laugh. I looked at Adam as he nodded, smiling.

I danced with a kid for a whole song. He kept talking and talking, but he was so cute. I looked at Adam a few times as well. He was watching me with a huge smile on his face.

The whole evening, I spent talking to that kid and helping his mum with the girl as well.

After we left the party, I felt Adam’s hand finding its way around my waist as we were walking down the stairs outside the building, smiles spread over our faces.

Adam leaned closer to me, whispering into my ear, “I want you to marry me.”

I stopped instantly. “What?” I turned to him, speechless.

He looked into my eyes for a second. “I want you to marry me. I want to have kids with you. I want to spend my lifetime with you,” he said cupping my face into his hands. “Two years is enough for me to be sure of my decision.” I felt one hand being removed off my face as he pulled a little box out of his pocket, presenting an amazing ring with a diamond in the middle.



im-sorry-if-i-smothered-you asked:
Hello darling, would it be possible to get a one shot please? :) x

Hey, love! Yes, of course (; x





Laura&Ryan

I stood in the crowd through the whole concert, screaming my lungs out. But as the guys walked off the stage, I went to their dressing room, because I had a backstage pass.

Ryan turned to me, his face lighting up with a smile. “Heyyy, Laura!” he said embracing me.

I hugged him as well. “It was amazing, you all were.” I looked at his face as we pulled away, smiling. “Great job, guys,” I said looking around the room.

Ryan drank from his bottle of water. “I’ll be ready soon, could you wait up a bit?” he said looking at me, because we were kind of dating, but not in the level of kissing and stuff, just yet. It should be our fifth date tonight, just after the gig. I think I was too excited for it, my palms even started sweating. I wasn’t sure how I wanted it to end, though. And even how he wanted it to end.

Ryan came up to me after about 20 minutes. “Let’s go,” he said smiling at me.

I nodded and we went out, his hand around my shoulders, my hand around his waist, both smiling, discussing the performance.

He took me to his favorite pub, and, after a few drinks, we went out wayyyyy funnier than we were before. It was the tiredness as well that added its bit to getting dizzy so fast.

He took my hand, looking at me laughing. He chuckled. “You look even more beautiful when you’re so happy,” he said slowly stopping in the middle of an avenue.

I looked at him, trying to understand what he’s up to, but smiling all the way.

He held up his hands to my face, slowly leaning in for a kiss.

I leaned in as well, out lips met, mouths open. I felt his soft tongue touching mines, my hands finding their way around his neck; his sliding down my sides, around my waist.

I pulled away a little. “Want to come over my house?” I whispered into his face, still looking at his lips.

He nodded, smiling. We started running my house direction, although it was barely 5 minutes long walk.

I started unlocking the door as I felt his lips on my neck from behind, making the hair on my whole body stand up.

I bit my lip and swung the door open, turning around, grabbing Ryan by his shirt and pulling him inside.

I leaned against the door, kissing Ryan on the lips; I could feel him smiling, his both hands on the door, on both sides of my body.

I breathed into Ryan’s mouth as his arms touched my waist, slowly going down.

I moved towards the couch, laying him on it; me on top.

He chuckled, making me laugh as well. “What?” I asked.

“No speaking,” he said lifting his head up for a kiss. He sat down, making me hug him with my legs. I felt his fingers running down my naked back as his hands were under my shirt. He took it off, starting to kiss my neck. I reclined my head, sighing, grabbing his hair.

“Oh…” I started as Ryan moved a little, even though we were with our trousers still on. He lifted me, asking for direction to my bedroom.

He lay me down on my bed, Ryan on top. He pressed his body to mines, his hips especially, turning me on.

My hands worked their way down to his belt, undoing it. Ryan took his trousers off, leaving only with his underwear.

His hands ran down my stomach, his lips down from my lips to my neck, from my chest to my stomach, as Ryan took my trousers off as well, kissing around my belly-button.

I chuckled biting my lip, because it tickled, but turned me on as well.

He came back to my lips again, spreading my legs for more comfortable position. I wrapped them around his waist as he slid into me, me sighing loudly.

Ryan smiled and thrust easily, staring at my face. I closed my eyes and bit my lip, my hands around Ryan. I sank my nail into his back in pleasure as he thrust harder, more often.

I heard him breathing into my ear, kissing it from time to time, but still finishing the kiss on my lips.

I kept sighing as his thrust got harder and harder, but suddenly I stopped.

“Ryan!” I yelled, pushing him off me.

He was so confused. “What?” I felt him trying to resist, but after a while, he still sat up.

“Protection. We forgot it.”

Ryan looked at me for a minute, obviously wondering if he even has it.

I started laughing, he did as well. I sat closer him, kissing his neck. “Put it on if you want to continue.” I whispered into his ear, biting it easily.

I lay down waiting for him.

He lay on top of me, whispering. “Where did we finish?” he said as I felt him thrusting again.

I bit my lip, trying to hold in a sigh. “Right here.” I said as he kept kissing my neck.

 

Ryan rolled off me, right next to me. I put my head on his arm, his hand landing on my waist, both of us trying to catch our breath.

I smiled hugging him, putting my chin on his chest so I could look at him.

He looked at me. Still breathing heavily, he smiled.

“How about this kind of date, huh?” I said jokingly.

“The best I could have come up with.” He said and chuckled.

“Well, it could have been better, it could have.” I said looking at Ryan’s face for a reaction.

He looked at me, lifting his head up instantly. “It was bad?” he said obviously concerned.

I laughed and shook my hand, placing my chin back on his chest, smiling. “No, it was amazing.” I said and bit my lip.

He ran his fingers up and down my back, smiling, proud of himself.



winchesterpocalypse asked:
My name's Laura, I want my one shot to be with Ryan Fletcher from Lawson and I want it to be like the Ryan and Lisa one but kind of when we're on a date after he finishes a concert, or something like that, doesn't have to be exactly like that, feel free to change it a bit if you want :) and contact me if you want any information

Aw, thanks for all the details, helps a lot! Will let you know when it’s up. X