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In honour of our 10 year anniversary, this month we have been hosting some “TP Throwback” events on our main forum. These events are the places to discuss all your old favourite Tamora Pierce books.

This week, we are featuring Protector of the Small and Will of the Empress.

In previous weeks, we have featured Song of the Lioness, Circle of Magic, The Immortals and Circle Opens.

Prompt: Olaa, could you please do one with drunk Reece, and he gets all touchy feely? Thanks love ❤️

It wasn’t often that you got to spend some time on tour with Reece and the New Hope Club boys. Usually you had work or family obligations. But for their fanfests before Shepard’s Bush, you were able to travel with them and attend almost all of the shows. 

Going to shows with the boys also meant that you got to spend quality time with them while exploring cool new places. 

Like bars and pubs and clubs. 

Pairing: George Smith x Reader

Requested? Nope.

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"It's unfair for you to live out your dream and I'm just here waiting for you to come home"

Your P.O.V

When I was a little girl, I've always wanted to be somebody. Whether it was a ballerina or a reporter, it's fine as long as I get to be one. In my whole life, it all came down to two big dreams of mine: becoming Miss Universe and a famous writer/author.

People tell me it's impossible for me to be Miss Universe, because I don't have what it takes. They also tell me that being a writer/author won't do me any good, because I won't get to do anything.

The reason why I want to become Miss Universe is because I want to show the world what I can contribute and I want to be a writer because J.K. Rowling inspired me to write about things out of the ordinary that made people like me change the way we view things. Like how a normal column/pillar at the train station could be something we can run into in order to get to Platform 9 3/4.

My boyfriend of 4 years, George hasn't been really on my side. I brush it off and think nothing of it, but now I think it's unfair.

It all started when we started dating back in 2014. He said he wanted to be in a band that would go places. Of course, I supported him and he asked me what I wanted to do. I'm the kind of person who gets excited when it comes to talking about my dreams so, I kinda got upset when George told me that my dreams were rubbish. That didn't stop me, though.

Fast forward to 2017, George managed to slightly change his view on my dreams. He said that I should just keep dreaming. Although it sounded sarcastic like, "yeah sure, keep dreaming".

I'm getting kind of tired just waiting for him to come home from tour. So I make sure to keep myself busy by writing a book and joining some small pageants. George's fans haven't been really supportive either. Of course, why would they support me in the first place? All they support is George and the rest of the lads. They don't give two shits about the people around them. George defends me, though. But he can't keep doing that forever so, I told him not to bother anymore.

George's coming home today from tour and to be honest, I'm really nervous. I know that he's tired, but he has to know what I'm truly feeling. It's not that I don't love him anymore, it's just unfair already. I feel like I haven't been treated fairly in this relationship.

I was sitting on the couch when I heard the door open. It's him.

"Hey babe! How're you?" George greeted cheerfully and kissed my forehead. I smiled slightly and looked at him. "I'm good. How're you? How was the tour?" I asked as he sat down next to you; not bothering to put his suitcase in your shared room.

"Tour was amazing! I had the time of my life. I wish you were there, Y/N. It'd be more fun with you! The boys missed you too...not as much as I missed you, though." George cheekily smiled.

"I missed you too." I said. Here it goes. I packed my things a few days before and I'm going to move back to my parents' house for awhile. "George, I need to tell you something."

"Okay what is it?" George asked. Thank goodness he knows when it's time to be serious.

"I don't think there's any nice way to say this, but I'm breaking up with you." I said. After saying that, I let out a breath I didn't know I was holding.

"Why? As far as I know, there's nothing wrong." George said softly.

"Actually, there is. You're just blind. You don't see how long you've been hurting me." I said loudly.

"What do you mean 'hurting you'?! I never hurt you and you know that! Heck, I know that! What's this bullshit you're saying?!" George shrieked.

"The bullshit I'm saying is you not being here!" I yelled. From this point I knew that I just sparked up something in George, because I knew that we're going to start yelling at each other.

"What do you want me to do?! Quit the fucking band?! Let me remind you that I'm working for the both of us! You wouldn't know, because you don't work at all!" George yelled and kicked the side of the couch.

"I never said that you should quit the band! And you should know that I would never tell you that, let alone suggest it! I know how much you love that band, George! You've always wanted that and I want you to be happy!" I yelled back.

"Then what're you trying to say?! Stop being so childish and get straight to the point!" George yelled and ran a hand through his hair in frustration.

I opened my mouth to yell again, but what's the point? Instead I said what's been going through my mind for the past 4 years. "You know what? This is unfair. All this time I've always been here to support you. I supported you and adjusted to give way for you to make your dreams happen. What about my dreams, huh? What about my dreams, George? You never supported me in anything. You're being selfish. Just because I'm your girlfriend who's willing to stick with you through all this, doesn't mean that I don't have dreams. I'm human and I have dreams too, George." I said calmly and went upstairs to get my already packed things.

George sat down on the couch; not believing any of this and sighed heavily. He looked at me as I descended the stairs with all of my things. All the color drained from his face when he saw all my things.

"W-Where are you going? We're not--we're not done here. Y/N, please there has to be another way." George shakily stood up from the couch and walked to me. I just kept walking until I reached the door. I put my hand on the doorknob and looked at him one last time and gave him a curt nod and left his life forever.

When I got to my parents' house, George kept tweeting about his misery

@NewHopeGeorge: I honestly didn't know that I was hurting you until you left.

@NewHopeGeorge: Back to square one; cuddling with my pillow.

@NewHopeGeorge: I'm so sorry.

@NewHopeGeorge: It's funny how yesterday we were together and happy, but now we're not.

I decided to tweet indirectly, because his fans wanted to know and they kept bugging me.

@Y/T/N: All I'm gonna say is that I've been treated unfair. There, I've set my peace.

I clicked "tweet" and before I knew it loads of his fans were "shookt" and kept tweeting me. I yawned and head to bed.

-one year later-

George's P.O.V

It's been a year since we broke up and the situation is still eating me alive. I honestly didn't know that I was being selfish. I feel like a jerk.

Today the boys decided to hang at my place and chill. We needed a break from writing and recording and we wanted to just stay in and watch tv.

Blake was flicking through random channels and stopped at a beauty pageant. "Guys, who's down for watching Ms. Universe?" Blake asked, his eyes not leaving the tv.

"I mean, there's nothing to watch so might as well watch this." Reece shrugged and put his feet on the coffee table.

"G, remember when Y/N said it was one of her dreams to be in this?" Blake asked. He didn't know that it was still a touchy subject so, I forced a smile on my face. "Yeah I did." I said softly.

"Wouldn't it be crazy if she actually joined?" Blake wondered.

"Speaking of, look at candidate number 10." Reece said. I didn't know he was listening to Blake and I.

Blake and I fixed our gaze on the tv and sure enough, candidate number 10 is Y/N. Wow. She really is serious about this. I pulled out my phone and opened my Twitter. My notifications have been blowing up than usual and I checked some of them.

(a/n: these are all made up fan accs and if it's the same to any real fan acc, it's a coincidence.)

@glakesbutt: @NewHopeGeorge watch Ms. Universe you little shit

@GeorgeIsMyHero: @NewHopeGeorge *cough* candidate no.10 *cough*

Even some people I personally know are tweeting me about it.

@TheVampsBrad: @NewHopeGeorge #MissUniverse candidate no.10 looks familiar...oh yeah you used to date haha x

@NewHopeBlake: Candidate no.10 looks gorgeous! I don't want to break the bro code bc @NewHopeGeorge dated her oops

I decided to tweet a picture of the tv showing Ms. Universe.

@NewHopeGeorge: Yes I'm watching #MissUniverse right now. Calm down guys hahaha

I liked some of the fans' replies but one reply caught my eye. (a/n: holy crap I rhymed again. I've been rhyming a lot this year.)

@reecemysugarplum: @NewHopeGeorge who are you rooting for? ;)

I quoted the tweet and said: "Candidate no.10 of course! UK all the way :)"

Of course a lot of people reacted and freaked out saying that I still love her and care for her. They're not lying. I'd be lying if I said it's not true.

A few hours later, it was now time for the question and answer portion. Yes, Y/N made it until the top 3 thing. It's now her turn to be asked and she looks absolutely stunning in her gown.

"She's hot." Blake said, staring at her in awe. I would've smacked his head, but we're not together anymore. We all just agreed with what he said, because he's right.

((a/n: your gown))

"Good evening, candidate number 10!" the judge, Ellen DeGeneres, smiled at her.

"Good evening, Ellen." Y/N smiled that perfect smile of hers that I've grown to love more and more.

"How are you?" Ellen asked. "I'm okay. You?" Y/N said.

"I'm good. You look gorgeous tonight!" Ellen complimented.

"Thank you." Y/N lightly blushed. She's too pure for this world.

"Okay. So, young people today, especially young girls, are much more aware about their appearances. My question is, what constitutes true beauty?" Ellen asked.

Holy shit. I personally think it's a difficult question, but I know she can do it. After all, she's beautiful and I hope she knows it.

"I'm so nervous for her." Blake said, holding his breath.

"She can do anything." I whispered, thinking no one would hear me. I was wrong. Reece heard me...again. "Yeah, she's smart. She can do anything." Reece said with his "game face" on.

"Thank you for that wonderful question." Y/N began. "For me, it's when a person shows selflessness, compassion, and empathy towards others even without expecting anything in return. Physical attributes are also included however, a bad attitude always ruins a pretty face. In love we also experience true beauty by learning to love ourselves and loving others, because love is one of the most beautiful things and feelings in the world no matter what type it is. That's all, thank you." Y/N answered and ended with a smile. The crowd was cheering her on and so were we.

"I know that Y/N is smart, but I never knew she was THAT smart." Reece grinned. Blake pulled out his phone and immediately tweeted.

@NewHopeBlake: @Y/T/N is one of the most intelligent people I know. So proud of you, candidate 10! #MissUniverse

I liked and retweeted it and so many people have been tweeting about her answer.

"Guys, Y/N is trending number 1 worldwide!" Reece said with wide eyes. Wow. She did all that without me in her life. I guess I've just been holding her back from what she can do.

A few minutes later they're announcing the winner of the pageant. Y/N and the two other girls held hands together and looked at the crowd. All of us were at the edge of our seats as well.

"Second runner up is, Ms. Colombia!" the host said and Ms. Colombia got her sash and flowers.

Y/N and the other girl are facing each other, smiling and held each other's hands.

"Finally, the moment we've all been waiting for. Ms. Universe 2018 is...Ms. United Kingdom!!! Congratulations! Ms. Philippines is our 1st runner up." the host said.

We all cheered and Y/N cried tears of joy as they crowned her, gave her flowers, and the sash.

"Ms. United Kingdom, you may now take your first walk as Ms. Universe." the host said.

With that, the pageant was over.

Everyone was tweeting Y/N.

@TheVampsBrad: @Y/T/N I'm so proud of you! *cries* Congrats!

@NewHopeReece: @Y/T/N remember when you & I used to ask each other difficult questions? I never knew you wanted this and now you won! You're the OG. Congrats!

@TheVampsJames: @Y/T/N QUEEN. THAT'S ALL. QUEEN. #MissUniverse

@TheVampsCon: Congrats to our new #MissUniverse ! @Y/T/N don't forget me haha xx

@NewHopeBlake: My best friend @Y/T/N is the new #MissUniverse. That's right be jealous hahaha

@TheVampsTristan: @Y/T/N is officially my celebrity crush. She's gorgeous & intelligent. How can someone be both? *heart eyes* Congrats, love! #MissUniverse

Heck, even my mom tweeted.

@OrchieNatasha: I always knew you could do it @Y/T/N ! I'm so proud of you. You're like a daughter to me. Lots of love x :)

I decided to tweet too.

@NewHopeGeorge: @Y/T/N congratulations on winning and making your dream come true! :)

The haters are gone now. Everybody loves her. I guess her haters ate their words.

-a few months later-

The lads and I are here to perform at this charity event. We've never done anything for charity before. Needless to say, we're so excited to perform.

"Guys! Guys!" Blake said pushing through the crowd to join Benjamin, Reece, and I.

"What?" Reece asked.

"You'll never guess who I saw." Blake said.

"Who?" I asked.

"Y/N. She's here! Turns out, this is one of her projects as Ms. Universe! Small world, huh?" Blake smiled.

Yeah. Small world.

"I heard she's dating that actor..." Reece trailed off in deep thought as to who that actor is.

"Well? Don't leave us hanging!" Blake chuckled.

"Ahh! Timothee Chalamet! Such a great actor." Reece said as he drank soda.

"Go talk to her, man." Blake nudged me.

"What? No! She's dating someone else. Plus, she probably hates me." I said. She's doing fine now. I don't want to ruin that for her. She's also in the process of writing her biography. She's come so far and I'm so proud of her.

"You'll never know until you try." Blake said with a shrug and talked to Reece and Benjamin.

I walked up to her when she was finally sitting alone and tapped her shoulder.

"Um, hey Y/N. Long time no see." I casually said, trying to act cool.

"Hi George. I'm excited to hear you boys perform today." she smiled.

"Same here. Um, listen. I'm really sorry for doubting you and ignoring your dreams. It's just that I've been so focused on mine that I never got to support you. Like, I didn't know you and Reece kept asking each other difficult questions, not because you find them fun but because you're preparing yourself in case you're serious about joining Ms. Universe. I didn't realize you were so serious about this. I'm so sorry. I really want you back in my life, Y/N. I really do." I said, pouring my heart out.

"I want things normal again. We'll be civil about this, okay? I forgive you, but that doesn't change what you did. It's too late to realize that you've been selfish throughout our relationship. It is, and always will be, unfair. I'm going to be honest, even being friends with you right now won't help. Let's start again as acquaintances. Then we'll see. If I act like how I used to towards you, that means we're friends. Deal?" Y/N suggested. I mean, I do want her back in my life..and arms. If this is her only offer then I'd take it.

"Deal." I smiled.

"Okay. I have to meet Timothee by the entrance." Y/N said, standing up from her reserved seat. She looked so good especially with her crown on. "Good luck on your performance, G. You'll smash it. I know you will, because you always do." she smiled before leaving.

I don't know if I'll ever find someone like her. Timothee is very lucky.

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A/N: I BLESSED Y'ALL WITH AN UPDATE WHAAAAT

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