#13rw request

“Why won’t you just get back with him Y/N? Scott is obviously still in love with you and vice versa.” Jess asked you as you sat in the café.

“I don’t know, Jess, I feel like it’s the right thing. Yes, he’s sweet and caring but… I, I just I can’t anymore.” You huffed, sipping your drink. “I like that we’re just friends now, I think, anyway.”

“No, you don’t. Look me in the eye and tell me you want to be just friends with him.” Jess ordered.

“Fine. I want to be more than friends with him.” You smiled.

“Then text him, meet him at the park where you met and tell him!” She laughed.

To Scott:

               Park. 5 mins.

Sent.

“It’s done.” You smile. You stand up and walk to Jess’ car so she can drive you to the park. You sit on the swings, where you and Scott used to sit and talk for hours. The sun was setting in front of you, the grass dancing in the wind. It was the perfect evening. You saw the shadow of a person walking towards you.

“Y/N” Scott said sitting in the swing next to you. “Can I talk first?” He asks, you nod.

“Of course you can, but I wanna talk about us.”

“What about us? Everything we still feel about each other?” he asks you, sounding so upset.

“I know I said its over but I can’t seem to accept that it is.” You replied.

“Neither can I. How can I? Knowing I’ll never hold you in my arms again? Or touch your skin, or feel your lips? Knowing I’ll never make love to you? How can I accept that? I can never kiss you again when it takes all of me not to kiss you right now?” He sighs looking into your eyes. You never felt happier.

“Kiss me.” You whisper.

“What?”

“Kiss me. Just… don’t talk.” You stand from the swing pulling his arm so he stands in front of you. You lips crash together like it was the first time. You felt all the passion you once did in your relationship. When you pull away he hides his face in your hair.

“I love you Y/N. I always have.” He says into your hair.

“I love you too.” You whisper.

 --__--__--__--__--

That night you lay in bed with one of the biggest smiles on your face knowing you had something great. You were snapped out of your thoughts by your phone. Scott was calling.

“Hey, what’s up?” You answered.

“Well, I was just thinking. I'm in my bed. You're in your bed. One of us is in the wrong place.” You could hear the smirk on his face.

“That’s what you're thinking about right now?”

“Isn't it always.” He laughed.

“Good night Scotty.” You giggle.

Thank you for requesting! This was actually my first request, and I’m sorry it’s the last to currently come out. But it’s here now so I hope you enjoy (: I also apologise for it maybe lacking in the movie part? I plan on doing another one to post soonish, so I hope that will be better! xo* i legit feel horrible for it being so short and basiccc. ily and sorry again *

“Justin?”

“Yeah, babe?” He mumbled, his arm tightening around you as his eyes focussed on the movie playing on the tv.

“You’re a butt.”

He laughed loudly, his infamous wide grin stretching across his face.

“And why am I a butt?”

You shrugged, tracing a random pattern onto his shirt clad chest. “Because you’re a butt,” You chuckled. “But you’re a sexy butt.”

“Was that a pun?”

“I don’t know…” You trailed off, smirking. “Did it tickle your buns?”

You cracked up laughing, eyes squeezed shut as Justin’s long sigh sounded in the distance of your laughter. “You’re horrible.” He commented.

This only made you laugh harder. “You love it, and you love me.”

“Contrary to popular belief, I only love myself.”

“That’s most definitely not contrary to popular belief.” You snorted, pulling him tighter into you.

Justin gasped, pushing you gently onto your back before rolling away from you. You laughed to yourself, watching as he rolled back, lifting himself up in order to hover over you. His eyes were bright with mirth as he softly moved the loose pieces of hair from your face.

“I love you more though.”

You grinned, heart almost bursting with happiness. “And I love you.”

He landed a soft kiss on your lips before laying back down, pulling you into him. “Now I have no idea what was happening.” He mumbled more to himself, lifting the remote to rewind it.

“To be fair,” You began. “I wasn’t even paying attention at all to the movie.”

“Then what’s the point of movie night?” He chuckled, playing the movie at the part he last was paying attention to.

“You’re the point of it, silly.”

He gave you another lingering kiss before pulling you tight against his side. He loved your leg thrown over his and your arm resting on his chest, your fingers drawing shapes on his shirt or running over his jaw.

You placed your head in the crook of his neck, letting a kiss land on the space where his neck and shoulder meet. You smiled to yourself, this moment couldn’t get any better. All you seemed to need was Justin.

“I love you,” He mumbled into your hair, kissing the top of it. “Like, a lot.”

You grinned. “I love you too,” You were wrong. “Like, a lot, a lot.” This moment could get better.

Hi!

I’m making “13 Reasons Why” imagines for Clay, Jeff, Tony and Hannah. I also write Clannah fics. Please request an imagine in detail and I will write it for you! xx

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#9: “You’re acting like a baby.” “And you’re acting like a bitch.”

You tried calling your boyfriend for the fifth time, the dull dial tone continued until his voice rang through, “You’ve reached Monty, sorry i can’t get to the phone right now, but i’ll get back to you as soon as possible!” You rolled your eyes as yet again, you gained no response.You let out a frustrated sigh as you stood up from the couch, grabbing your purse and keys before heading out the door. If he was going to continue ignoring you, then you’re just going to have to go show him that you care and are fed up with this pathetic little argument you both got into yesterday morning.

“We lost because of you.” He accused, making you reel back in surprise.

“Excuse me?” You asked, pulling his arm so he’d stop walking away from you. “How the hell did I make the team lose?”

“Because you were there with your huge fuck off signs and screaming,” He cried, stepping towards you. “You distracted me and all of the other guys!”

“Monty, you can’t blame that on me!”

“Well, I fucking am, okay?!”

It was a stupid fight, and made no sense, but it was Monty and sometimes his anger sparked from literally anything. You understood he had also been stressed with school, and especially the team. They always asked so much of them, coach demanding training before and after school four times a week, along with weekend practice and drill training. It was a lot, you knew that, but so did Monty before he even got onto the team.

You drove straight over to Bryce’s house, as you knew Montgomery would be there. He was always there every spare moment he got. You didn’t particularly like Bryce all that much, nor the things their friend group got up to, but you knew Monty, and you trusted him enough to know his boundaries.

You parked in front of the large home, walking straight to the backyard as you know all too well that no one ever answers the front door. Bryce was usually the only one home, and so if his buddies were over, they all stayed in the back, meaning anyone and everyone else outside of that bubble was practically non-existent.

You knocked on what was practically Justin’s new bedroom door, it soon being opened by Zach. “Oh, hey Y/N.” He quietly greeted, looking over to the guys who surrounded the tv.

Zach let you inside, in which you smiled at him before stalking into the living area. “Monty.” You stated, your eyes resting on your boyfriend in whom was currently lounging on the couch beside Justin. “Can we please talk outside?”

“No.”

You sighed, frustration quickly racing through your veins. “Montgomery, I need to ask you something.”

“Ask me here.”

His cocky demeanor was annoying you. “Mon, could you please just stop being so hot headed for once?!”

“Me?!” He exclaimed, throwing the controller he was using into Justin’s chest before standing to his feet. “Don’t you fucking start on me, Y/N.” He warned, stepping toward you.

You felt awkward standing there, the boys trying their hardest not to look like they were listening in on what you were saying or watching what was going on. “Can you please just talk to me?” You plead.

He ignored your eyes. “Why are you even here?” He angrily asked.

You sighed. He loved answering your questions with a question. “Monty, you’re acting like a baby.”

“And you’re acting like a bitch.”

Silence wrapped itself around the room, your heart suddenly beating faster, you feared it would jump out of your chest. The air thickened and your cheeks blazed in embarrassment. You looked up at Montgomery, and his face instantly changed. He stepped forward, bringing you into his arms and pulling you into his chest.

“You’re such a fucking dick.” You pushed him off of you. “Why have you been ignoring me?” You ask, he tried to grab you again. “Why are you so angry with me?”

He sighed loudly. “Because,” He mumbled into your neck. “Because I’m stressed and then I get angry and it always is aimed at you because you’re the only one there and then you get upset and I feel even worse and then all this happens.”

You sighed, realising that all of the guys were listening to your conversation. You pulled Montgomery outside and closer to Bryce’s house in order to get away from the boys stares.

“Are you done ignoring me?”

He kissed your forehead. “I’m sorry I’m such a dick.” He sighed.

“You should be.”

“I’ll make it up to you.”

And he did.