#behz

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Oh you think this is a George/Will post? No sorry, just another moment from my pioneer ship

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ethan payne x fem!reader

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Request: hey lovely! i absolutely ADORE your writing and i was wondering if you could write an ethan imagine where the reader is pregnant & around 5/6 months into the pregnancy they decide to announce it to the fans (through social media or whatever). & most of the responses are good but there’s a few that are making jokes about ethan’s situation with his dad. leaving comments like ‘hopefully he doesn’t disappear like his dad did’ you know? & so the reader just comforts him and tells him to ignore it all. thank you !! <3

You sat next to Ethan on the sofa, one hand resting on your now quite prominent bump. “It’ll be fine”, Ethan reassured you, taking your free hand and resting the other on your belly, too. Ethan had just uploaded a photo to instagram and twitter, announcing your pregnancy. It was a black and white silhouette of the two of you cradling your bump captioned “Baby Behzinga is due in 3 months ❤️”.

Ethan pressed a kiss to your temple and then you turned to catch his lips in a kiss. “I love you”, you whispered into the small space between your faces. Ethan didn’t reply, simply wrapped an arm around your waist to inch you ever closer to him.

TW - drugs, eating disorder and mentions of suicide 

A/N my first Ethan Imagine! I hope you enjoy my requests are open Xx

“I just don’t love you anymore” my boyfriend of 2 years Josh said to me over the table we were sat at. Pain, not pain as in a stubbed my toe or fell down the stairs, but the breaking of my heart. The pain of tears welling in my eyes as my now ex boyfriend paid for the bill and left me alone, at one of Londons most prestigious restaurants, the tables surrounding us in the dimly lit restaurant hall watching me and to see my next move. that night I left the restaurant and made my way to a pub a few minutes walk down the street to drown my sorrows. I had convinced myself he was going to propose and we were to live happily ever after, but no he just knew I wouldn’t make a scene in such a public space, and got out whilst he still could. I stayed at the pub till last orders and convinced the manager to sell me one last bottle of wine before stepping out on the cold streets of London. I was in a brand new designer dress and my highest heels, adorned in expensive jewellery that Josh had bought me over the years. The streets were dead at this time of night and I just let me tears flow, my makeup ruined and my hair a mess. But I didn’t care, what was the point? The only thing I felt was pain, I was drowning in pain, mixed with the copious amount of alcohol I had consumed that evening. 

That was the start of my downward spiral. Every night that followed I was in some state of drunk or high of some shitty drugs that I hoped would numb the pain. And they did, as long as I kept up with the deadly doses nothing seemed to matter. I had distanced my self from my friends majorly, not talking to any one any more, and I don’t think any one really cared. I was now seen as a liability to most, always off my head and causing a scene. I had lost weight as well, to a point where I had to buy a new wardrobe and I looked as though if the wind blew me too hard id simple fall over and smash into a million pieces, much like glass. 

This breakup has destroyed me. He was meant to be the one, the love of my life, and he did this to me, he destroyed me. It had been almost exactly 6 months since Josh had broken up with me. He blamed the whole thing on me as per usual. He said I was horrible to him and had let myself go so he decided to let me go. Not a week later he was with my ex Bestfriend and everyone had ditched me, I was truly alone. no one wanted me, so what was the point. I constantly sedated by my new habits and I was a mess. I looked in my mirror, my face look like a skeleton, my once rosey cheeks were dull and grey, my eyes sunken in and my once plumped lips looking shrivelled and damaged. What had happened to me? I huffed, wrapping my cardigan around myself before making my way to the kitchen. I leant down and took a hit from the white line I had left from last night. I grabbed my keys and phone and made my way to my door. I took one last look at my apartment and just shook my head. “Goodbye” I whispered before walking out of my apartment complex. I was walking for what seemed like hours before I got to a quiet bridge on the out skirts of the city. I leant over the edge slightly, watching the glistening water dance with the moon light. I took a moment and let the shine of the moon light up my face, the breeze tussle my hair and my fingers to grip the concrete wall, separating me and my goal. 

“Hey you ok?” An out of breathe voice said from my right. I was instantly taken a back by someone asking about me and just stared at him. “Sorry, swear I’m not a wierdo, you just look like you might do something and I don’t want that to happen” he stated, inching closer to me. “I’m Ethan” he said with a half smile and extended his hand to me. I took his hand gently “Y/N” I said hesitantly. “So Y/N, you’re really cold, wanna grab a coffee or tea or something” the man suggested point over his shoulder back at the city. Why was this man so interested in me, why now, maybe it was a sign. I looked up at the moon for a brief moment before looking back at Ethan. “Ok” I whispered before walking towards and falling into step with him. 

We grabbed some coffee and sat on a bench near the London eye. “So what’s up?” Ethan asked me taking me back a little. “You don’t have to tell me, you just look like you need someone to talk” Ethan followed up quickly with a smile that showed no malice. I took a deep breath before spilling my guts to him. I explained about Josh and my recent fall into addiction, how I’ve changed and how I hated it. “That’s why you were on the bridge isn’t it?” Ethan said looking at me. I just nodded to him, already I knew he knew the answer. “I know we’ve just met Y/N, but I went through something really similar, I know what it feels like, I had no intention of coming back either, but here I am and if you want help I am here” he said sincerely, opening his heart to me. 

I let a stray tear fall from my face, a complete stranger was being kinder to me than any of my ex friends. “Does It ever stop hurting?” I asked wiping away my tears. “Honestly? No, you just have to make room for it” Ethan said, he sounded genuine and that’s all I needed. “Will you help me?” I asked almost embarrassed. Ethan hesitate for a moment, I think I took him of guard but he just cracked a smile and nodded at me. “It will be hard, and some days you may wanna give up, but if you’re prepared to change I’m prepared to help you” I looked at the man infant of me. He was like my guardian angel, saving me from a mistake I could never take back. “Deal” I smiled at him making a smile erupt all over his own face. 

requested: yes - “Could you write #2 with Ethan?”

prompt: 2. “they didn’t just find out, they already knew!”

summary: ethan and you decided to keep your relationship secret for a while, but what happens when people notice how close the two of you actually are?

wordcount: 942

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you knew all seven boys. all seven boys knew you. however, what six of them didn’t know, is that one of their best friends was dating you.

and that’s because you wanted to keep it hidden. just for a little while, until the two of you were sure about your feelings and ready to tell everyone.

so now, pulling up to their shared house, you know what you need to do: act normal. be kind, but not too kind. and pretend like he’s just one of your friends.

‘i’m here’, you text ethan, and get out of your car.

a minute passes as you wait in front of the door. you bite your nails, checking your phone again. you breathe out softly when you notice ethan’s typing. ‘on my way angel’.

you can hear ethan’s muffled voice yell out “she’s here!” and footsteps approaching the door. once it’s opened, ethan looks you up and down and gives you a grin, which you return. “you look stunning as always,” ethan whispers in your ear as the two of you embrace for a second.

you can feel a blush creeping up on your cheeks and let out a giggle, pushing him away slowly. he looks behind him, and closes the door, joining you on the porch for your usual quick make out session.

he makes his way from your lips to your neck and you mumble “ethan, they’ll notice you’ve gone missing in a second. we need to stop.”

he sighs and lets go of you, nodding at you understandingly. “let’s get inside then, shall we?”

you follow him inside and are met with the other boys in the living room. they all greet you kindly whilst ethan offers to get you some water from the kitchen.

“so what have you been up to? seeing any boys?” simon asks you, wiggling his eyebrows up and down. you roll your eyes at him. “nope, my love life is practically nonexistent.”

“you’re not lying to us, are you?” simon continues, and your cheeks redden. what are they on about? “no? i’m literally never around boys except you guys! stop acting like my dad you’re freaking me out,” you laugh it off awkwardly.

“alright then, so that means you sucked a hickey in your own neck?” jj smirks and points towards the place just below your jawline. your eyes widen and you quickly grab your phone and open the camera to see that there is indeed a huge bruise in your neck.

“i- uh-“ you stutter and get cut off by jj “so who did it?” your mind wanders to ethan who just sucked on your neck outside a few minutes ago.

as if on cue, he walks into the living room with your glass of water, silence filling the room. “here you go,” he hands you the glass with a soft smile and sits down next to you. you open your mouth to say something but close it instead. you look at ethan, feeling the heat of the other boys’ eyes on the two of you. ethan, oblivious to the current situation, looks up from his phone for a second to meet your eye, looks away, and back up again, clearly confused.

“what’s going on?” he breaks eye contact with you and looks around the room to the other boys.

“we were just asking her how she got that hickey,” tobi grins.

with your eyes still on ethan, you see his facial expression change from confusion to realisation.

instead of giving them an answer, he plays along. “you have a hickey? where’d you get it?”

“i- ethan- i don’t-“ you try, but he doesn’t give in. “no no no, tell us, c’mon, we’re your best friends! you don’t have to hide anything from us.” you sigh.

finally you decide to tell the truth. well, without mentioning a name. “okay fine. i give in. there’s this guy i have been seeing for a few months now. i didn’t want to tell you all about him because i wasn’t ready. i wasn’t sure where it was going at first but what i do know now is that i really, really like him. i hope he feels the same way but i’m not sure. hence why i didn’t tell-“

“you really like me?” ethan interrupts your little speech and your eyes widen before you meet his gaze. you notice a glisten in his eyes you hadn’t seen there before. the other boys gasp at the confession and you chuckle, looking down at your lap.

“of course i do ethan. i have for so long, i just thought that maybe you only wanted a no strings attached relationship. which i’m fine with, by the way, it’s just-“

“will you be my girlfriend?”

your breath catches in your throat as you see the boys on the edge of their seats, waiting for your answer in anticipation.

your smile widens as you nod, “i’d love to.”

“finally!” “it really took you guys this long!” “oh my god it actually happened!” you hear from around you as you wrap ethan in a tight hug.

you pull away in confusion, letting their words sink in. “they didn’t just find out, they already knew!”

“of course we did. the tension between the two of you has always been quite obvious, really. oh and we also saw you and ethan making out in the parking lot the other day,” simon explains quickly, making you laugh.

“we’re really no good at keeping secrets, huh?” ethan smiles at you.

This is a Sidemen related post btw so just scroll past if you know nothing or don’t want to know. 

However, I think the reason most people stan Harry is because he’s the youngest.

Don’t get me wrong, he is highkey the funniest of the boys and he’s not bad looking but I think his youth makes he more attractive to most.