Request: Helllo, so I know it’s a little overdone, but could you please write one with that were more than just friends prompt with jjack please x

Request: hey, can you please do an imagine where you’re friends with the boys and you need to be in London because of your job so you move in with one of them but jack is low key gutted that it wasn’t him and you all get drunk one night and he spills the beans! Thank you x

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“Happpy welcome to London, Y/N”, Conor yelled out cheering his cup with the small group of the boys and your friends. “London is very honoured to have you, and we hope you never leave”, he added as the group cheered and people resumed dancing. You had lived in a small town just over an hour out, but recently you had decided that you needed to move for more opportunities. You had been friends with the boys for a few years now and were always travelling to and from the city, so you go to hang out with them quiet a bit. Because you had to move on such short notice you had decided it would be easiest to move in with Conor, as he had a spare room which you could use straight away. Besides you got along well with the boys, and Conor was one of your best friends. The group had organised you a surprise welcoming party, which brings you back to now, 40 people dancing around in your new apartment.

You were enjoying the night dancing around with anyone who was near you, who happened to be Byron. You probably were dancing too close too him, as you could feel a someone’s gaze following you as you moved. Eventually after you were dancing around, you placed an arm on Byron’s shoulder bringing him closer as you danced, but he gently moved your arm with a chuckle. “ Y/N, you’re drunk”, he laughed leading you to the kitchen to get some water. He helped you on to a stool.

“You’re just jealous you didn’t get a party”, you whined as you drank the water begrudgingly.

“Hang tight, I’m gonna go help Con”, he said patting your back heading off to help Conor who had some how wedged himself in the gap between the wall and cupboard.

You swung your legs looking for someone to talk to when you heard a glass shatter, turning your attention to your right. Where a guilty looking Jack was trying to clean up the glass on the floor. “Oh Jack, you silly sponge”, you joked as you passed him a bag and some towels.

He smiled weakly and thanked you as he continued cleaning. “’M sorry”, he murmured.

“Ah don’t be it was Conor’s anyway.” You said shooting him a wink, but he avoided your gaze.

“Ah fuck”, he hissed as he cut his hand on a piece of glass.

“Shit Jack come here.” You ushered handing him a towel and putting the rest of the glass safely out of your guest’s way. “Umm, I have a first aid kit in my bathroom c’mon.” You said signalling for him to follow you.

Once you reached your room the music was muffled, and you suddenly became aware of how drunk you were. You fumbled as you searched for the kit whilst Jack ran his hand under the tap. Once you found it you carefully cleaned the cut focusing hard and placed a bandage on it. You admired your work, proud of your achievements considered you current state. “And it’s all fixed!”, you said lightly as you pretended to kiss it better. Jack stayed quiet. You knew he was drunk but something was bothering him. “Hmm is everything ok Jack”, you asked as you sat on the edge of your bed.

He paused for a moment looking down, “hmm nothing, c’mon let’s get you back to your party”, he said weakly with a fake smile.

“Jack, you can tell me, you’re my best friend for pete’s sake”, you said glaring at your friend who was leaning against the doorframe.

“I thought Conor was your bestfriend”, he mumbled. His eyes were dull and he seemed genuinely hurt.

“I said his like my best friend, you’re my best friend. Seriously what’s up”, you said sterner.

“Nothing, it’s fine. Sorry c’mon let’s go back”, he said trying to change the topic.

“Really Jack! You’re obviously not ok, let me help you”, you whined.

“Y/N look I really don’t think you can help me on this one”, he said defeated.

You had moved closer to him and were blocking the door out with your body. “Look buddy, we’re not leaving till we sort this out”, you said.

He stayed silent for a moment, with an expression on his face that you couldn’t read. “Oh, fuck it, Y/N that’s the problem. We’re just friends I’d do anything for you, but here you are moving in with Conor, or dancing with Byron. Honestly, I don’t blame you, what do I have compared to them. And then you come back, and you do this, you make me think we have a chance and I just wish you’d acknowledge your feeling Y/N.” He spoke honestly as he moved closer to you, his body was now close enough for you to smell the alcohol on his breath, but also see the sincerity in his eyes.

“Oh Jack,” you started, but you were cut off as Jack walked closer to you once again placing his hands on your waist gently pushing you against the door.

“Y/N you know there’s something here, this, us”, he stressed the syllables as his hot breath washed over your face. “We’re more than just friends and you fucking know it.” The air was thick with tension. “Pick me.” And that was all you needed to crash your lips into his finally acknowledging what you had been to afraid of.

You woke up the next morning, tangled in Jack’s arms, your head pounded at the light that poured in through your window. Jack had noticed you shifting and awoken, dragging you back to bed. “Morning love”, he said pressing a sweet kiss to your lips.

Request: Hiya! Could you do an imagine where the whole gang is walking around London and y/n doesnt live there for long so she takes a lot of pictures and since she has a crush on Con she takes a lot of pic him and later when they all hanging out at Joe's one of the guys will go through the pics and it will click so the boys will try to get them to admit what they feel? Im sorry this is soooo long but i wanted to gve you as much details as possible haha! Thanks, babes, love ya! Xx

You had just moved to London, and naturally you wanted to see absolutely everything. So you had rounded up the boys and forced them to take you on a tour for the night. Coming from LA you weren’t used to the cold, and the boys mocked you as you complained about the weather whilst taking photos. You took lots of photos, and subconsciously most of them had been focusing on Conor. You always had been closest to Con, as after he was in LA the most for his music, so you used to hang out a lot. But recently you had started looking at him differently, something in his smile caused you to smile too, he brightened your day even if the weather was shit.  

The sun started to set, and the boys teased you and Byron as you set up to get your attempts at professional shots. “Hey Y/N, that’s an odd angle for the bridge”, Byron joked as you carefully balanced on a near by tree log. “What can I say, it’s artistic vision”, you joked in reply, hiding the fact that you were secretly trying to get the silhouette of a certain someone leaning against the fence in your shot.

As it grew dark you all started to head back to your place, which was very close to all the other boys. “So how are you finding London?” Conor spoke softly appearing beside you.

“Yeah good, it’s nice to finally be able to hang out with you lot!” Dramatically flopping into his open arm with a laugh. He pretended to act hurt before tightening his grip around your waist as you continued to walk back.

When you arrived back at your place you all took your coats and shoes off and headed to the couch, whilst Caspar offered to put on the kettle for everyone. “Hey Y/N, can I have a look at your pictures”, Joe asked with Byron by his side.

“Ah yeah, my cameras just over there”, you said signalling to the table as you ordered some pizzas. Jack had joined the group examining your photos, and they were quick to notice how each photo had undoubtedly featured Conor.

“That’s odd, Cons in every single one of these”, Jack asked puzzle.

“Yeah, and it’s definitely not artistic vision,” Byron added as they reached one of Conor pulling a stupid face.

“Hmm you don’t think they like each other”, Joe said as the group directed their gaze to where you had moved basically on Conor’s lap chatting with the other boys.

“Only one way to find out”, Jack said with a smirk retrieving the vodka that Y/N had received as house warming gifts from the boys.

“So, my friends, I think we need to spice up the night a little, anyone for truth or dare”, the group hummed in agreement, “except whenever you get picked, you do a shot”, which caused the group to groan.

A few rounds had passed, and no one was drunk, but everyone was tipsy. It was your turn, yet again, you were a little suss to be honest by this stage.              “Truth or dare”, Jack asked with that tell-tale smirk. You picked truth not wanting to have to lick Mikey’s foot again.

“Do you like Conor?” Jack asked bluntly.

Conor had perked up beside you and both of you were blushing. Conor knew that you hated two things, being put on the spot, and coming to terms with your feelings. You stayed silent for a few seconds, bright red and frozen. Conor saw your face, grabbed your arm pulling you out of the room on the balcony, and gently guiding you to sit down.

“I’m sorry I didn’t say anything”, you whispered feeling ashamed. You don’t know why you found it so hard to say that you liked him.

“Oh shh, we’re more than just friends and you know it”, he said fondly causing you to look up at him confused. “I like you too Y/N, I know you’ve had bad relationships in the past where you’ve jumped in too fast and got hurt. That’s why I’m happy to take this slow, as long as I’m with you I’m happy. Just as long as your comfortable with where we are.” He spoke honestly making you smile.

Request: hey! could you do a conor imagine when he’s your ex and your both singers and he writes a breakup song and performs it at an event ( let’s say fusion festival or somthing) and your a singer who is also performing there and it’s kinda sad bc the reader is having memories of when they were togther? hope that makes sense xx

A/N: Kk so Con basically has written this song so I’m gonna base it off that. Also there is swearing but I’m sure you’re used to that.

“Oh my god Y/N is that you?”, a familiar voice rang causing you turn around.

“Oh, Byron hey, what are you guys doing backstage?”, you joked greeting him and the other boys that followed.

“Haven’t you heard?”, Joe said cautiously.

“No, what?”, you replied suddenly becoming concerned.

“Con decided to come, his releasing a new song. Umm I probably would try to avoid it if I were you. His not holding up to well.” Jack patted you on the back reassuringly.

“Well shit, that makes two of us then. I mean I thought he was fine, he goes out like every week still? Hell, I haven’t been able to even speak to anyone else since it happened,” you said with a heavy sigh looking down.

“It’s just a façade Y/N/N, he knows he fucked up by loosing you. I guess he thinks maybe if he drinks enough and sleeps with enough girls, he might forget,” Joe replied.

“Speaking of Y/N/N, we heard your song. It’s really good, but how are you holding up?”, Byron asked kindly.

“As good as I can be I guess, it’s hard to let go you know?”, you replied softly. You were still thinking about what Joe had said. He often did stuff like that when he got overwhelmed before you two got together. “Ah, please keep an eye on him for me,” you whispered to Jack as he went to join the others for Conor’s performance.

“I will, good seeing you Y/N. Take care of yourself yeah?”, he said giving your shoulder a squeeze. You gave him a weak smile in reply and were glad you had already performed today because you were not in the mood now. You turned back to your friends who had watched the whole encounter and were trying to direct you away from where you would hear Conor’s performance which was sure to start any moment now.

“I think I want to stay, I know it’s stupid but I miss him”, you said quietly. Y/F/N gave you a smile and joined you side stage where you could see him. You were opposite the boys which is good, because you remembered Con only looked to the side where he knew his friends were. Jack spotted you giving you a raised eyebrow as Conor began speaking.

“Um so this a new song, and I wasn’t sure if I was going to release it. But I guess I am, so this is, This is my version”, and a soft melody started playing. As he sang you realised why Jack had told you not to listen to the song. It wasn’t slanderous or mean as you were half expecting, because after all they do make the best sellers. But it was raw and real. You 100% knew that he only ever intended for one person to hear. You.

“I said things and I didn’t really mean them

Kept going til I saw your heart bleeding

Ruining the only think I ever believed in.”

The lyrics rang throughout the venue, instantly taking you back to the last fight you two had. Conor had come home late once again, and you were stressed and both of you snapped. You still loved each other, but you weren’t happy anymore. Something along the road had changed and you needed space, a relationship in the public eye was harder than a normal one. And neither of you were stronger enough for the constant scrutiny and hate you faced. It was only now that you were seeing how much you really needed each other.

He eventually reached the chorus, and you could literally hear the pain in his voice. It caused guilt to overcome you as you couldn’t help but feel responsible. His voice cracked as he sang,

“this is my version of heartbreak

This how I get over you

I don’t wanna feel

I don’t wanna feel

This is my version of heartbreak

And it’s all I know how to do

I don’t wanna feel like there’s anymore

This is my version of heartbreak”

Tears welled in your eyes, as it suddenly hit you with how much you had lost. You noticed Jack and Joe had their eyes fixed on you with concern etched all over their faces. They had assumed that in the break up you had been ok, you had your friends and you had really thrown yourself into your work. But now they could see how much you were hurt by the separation.

Conor finished singing and waved to the crowd turning to walk to the side of the stage as they cheered. He noticed Jack and Joe’s fixed gaze and turned to follow it and saw you. His eyes were wide and glassy, and his mouth agape. “Con”, you mouthed your own eyes watering as he walked towards you.

Request: Hi babe could you do one where the reader has some sort of concert she's playing at and jack comes to waych and hes just really proud and cant stop bragging about her when they go out and just a shitton of fluffffffff lolll 🙈

A/N: I’m sorry I know nothing about music

Jacks face beamed with proudness as he gathered the boys in the living room. “Come on lads, it’s time to go soon we don’t want to be late”, he announced to the group.

“Jack, her concert doesn’t start to 7 mate it’s only 4” Conor replied with a chuckle.

“But I don’t want to be late what if we’re late, I really don’t want to miss it, can we please call the car now”, Jack began to whine and pacing nervously.

“Oh mate, you are absolutely whipped”, Josh teased.

“Am not mate, but please can we go now”, Jack replied quietly.

“Ah fine, come on let’s go reunite the lover boy”, Conor sighed ordering an uber.

Jack practically ran into the venue and called Y/N to surprise her. Y/N was playing her first ever live show, after a few years on youtube. It was the first show of an eight-show tour, and Y/N was beyond nervous. Y/N eventually picked up the phone. “Hey babe, everything all good? I’m just about to get my makeup done”

“Hey so you know how I said that I wouldn’t be able to make it tonight because of that event?” Jack smiled.

“Yes, rub it in a bit love.” Y/N replied sharply.

“Well, I may have cancelled it and me and lads are all out the front”, Jack said with a grin.

“Oh my god! No way! I’m on my way out now”, Y/N she yelled with excitement into the phone.

She ran out excitedly as she jumped into Jack’s arms with the boys teasing them. “Oh my god! I can’t believe you came! I’m so excited!”, she jumped as she hugged the others before returning to Jack’s arms. Jack pulled her in closer and pressed a kiss to her forehead.

“I would never miss it for the world, plus I have a surprise”

“What?” Y/N questioned cautiously.

“I’ve cancelled everything for the next two months to come on tour with you!”, Jack smiled.

“No way! You’ve made this day so much better. Thankyou so much for coming today I was so scared”, she explained to the boys as she began leading them backstage.

“Ohhh shhh, coming from a professional you’ll be fine”, Conor joked reassuring her.

Jack stayed with Y/N until she was about to go on. “Go kill it! I can’t wait to see you kill it”, he smiled proudly.

He vlogged and insta storied the whole show, mentioning in every second one about how that his girl. The fans were quick to jump on his fondness, with memes of the pair from the show of ‘get urself a boy who looks at u like jack looks at Y/N’, and ‘when u and bae support each other’ with a photo of Jack holding up a sign that read, “Y/N I love u.” To be fair neither of the pair minded, and Jack may or may not have made it his screen saver.

Request: Can you write something where Conor and yn are together and something happens and she like shatters her knee cap or something? Idk

A/N: Maybe one day I’ll write an imagine that’s not about winter wonderland, also I have no idea if you can go ice skating there, but you can now.

The boys were all gathered at Joes when you arrived hugging all the boys with a smile when you joined them. You were all getting ready for another big night out at Winter Wonderland and were playing some games. You were feeling excited to experience a true winter experience having grown up in LA. After a while you all left to go get your ubers, but two people didn’t fit in the uber so you volunteered to get the next one, and Conor was fast to join you. You let out a sigh of relief as the boys uber left, and you could finally melt into Conor’s arms. He wrapped around you tightly and rested his head next to yours, whispering in your ear about how much he had missed you. You had been dating Conor for three months, but with the pressure of the fans and your careers you had mutually decided that it would be best to keep your relationship quiet for a while. You had both had bad previous relationships, so you wanted to take it slow and make sure you were capable of being there 100% for each other. Your thoughts were interrupted as Conor ushered you into your uber, and you enjoyed your last moments of comfort with each other before you had to pretend to be friends again.

When you arrived, he let go of your hand, which broke your heart a little every time, but you couldn’t hold it against it because it was your decision. You re-joined the group whilst Caspar announced that you were all going ice skating to get the full London experience. Honestly you weren’t very good at ice skating, but if the six-year-old girl doing the spin could do, jeez if Mikey one of the clumsiest people you’ve met could, you could figure it out. So, you put on a smile and some fake confidence and lined up for some skates.

Conor joined you in line and subtly asked, “Y/N are you sure you’re up for this?”

“Shhh I have this, I’m from LA not the desert,” causing Conor to laugh in response. You started skating and it was all going well as the boys tried to teach you how to skate. After about 20 minutes they had started breaking off and it was just you and Jack.

“So, Y/N, how are things going with Conor,” he said with a smirk.

“What do you mean, we’re friends,” you replied coolly, you and Conor had practiced for these interrogations.

“Oh c’mon, I’m his brother, and I know for sure that he hasn’t been leaving the clubs every weekend at 12 because his feeling sick. Christ he never even crashes at mine anymore after, and we all know he doesn’t go back to his own place after a night out, he says the uber surcharge is a sin. So if his not at mine, Joe’s, or Caspar’s, then it’s pretty obvious his with you.” Jack replied in a matter of fact manner.

His statement had completely thrown you off and you found yourself loosing focus as a wave of panic washed over you with your face quickly approaching the ground. You winced in pain and your body hit the cold ice, and the shock quickly wore off causing you to become aware of a pain in your knee.

“Christ Y/N, are you okay?” Jack said leaning to help you, but not before Conor magically appeared at your side, carefully helping you rest against him and running his hands through your hair in the way that calms you.

“Y/N are you okay? What happened? Do you need anything?”, he said with his features full of concern.

“My knee, I think I’ve done something to it”, you replied in pain.

“I’ll call an ambulance “, Jack muttered.

Soon enough the boys had joined you. “Shit Y/N what did you do, wait a minute friends don’t sit like that.” Joe said pointing to you and Conor.

“Oh sod off, she fell and we really could use some help here. And use your brains.” Conor replied sassily being more stressed than you.

The boys helped you up careful not to put any weight on your knee and Conor accompanied you to the hospital. He waited with you in emergency and carefully watched over all your doctors making sure you were ok.  After hours of waiting you eventually established that you had cracked your knee cap.

He moved in with you during your recovery and you grew closer than before. He would bring you breakfast in bed, and watch your favourite shows together. It made you so grateful for him. You decided that it would be a good time to take your relationship public, but it turned out people had already figured it out from a photo of Conor helping you on the night of your accident.

“I was so worried Y/N/N, please don’t do that again” Conor joked one night as you hobbled around on your crutches.