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Whenever [Y/N] saw a bookstore, she had to go inside. Because, you never knew what you would come across in a bookstore. [Y/N] had discovered some wonderful books that way. New releases, old, vintage books, and everything in between. Her house was almost a bookstore itself, but she loved it. The smell of books, the feeling of the light paper between her fingers, the beautiful words written on paper forever, and ever. Just everything about a book was magical to her. Of course she couldn’t resist going inside the bookshop she passed in London’s suburbs. It looked so cozy from the outside, and the piles upon piles of books really lured her inside. [Y/N] was actually on her way to meet a friend of hers, but it wasn’t a hard decision. When she pushed the door open, a doorbell rang, announcing her entrance in the store. She smiled at the store clerk behind the desk, and he gave a polite and welcoming nod back, before returning to reading his book. Soft piano music was playing in the background, while the typical smell of books welcomed her inside. [Y/N] closed the door behind her, eager to start looking through the, what seemed, endless piles of books. She picked up an interesting looking book, quickly skimming through it and reading the synopsis on the back. While she was thinking if she already owned the book or not, the person next to her cleared his throat, which made an awful lot of noise in the quiet bookshop. When [Y/N] looked up, she saw that the guy’s cheeks were a bit red. ‘That’s a wonderful book, actually,’ he pointed out, his voice sounding a bit hoarse as if he really had a sore throat. ‘I’ve read it a few weeks ago, and it really gave me an interesting perspective on things.’ ‘Oh did it really?’ [Y/N] smiled, looking at the books he was holding under his arms. She had the unfamiliar feeling that she knew his face from somewhere, but she couldn’t quit place it. ‘I was just thinking if it wasn’t in my collection already.’ She looked back at the book, trying to recall the title. ‘Ah, yes, a familiar problem,’ he laughed. ‘Also a frequent visitor?’ ‘Not this store, specifically. But I do love to buy books. Some might say I have a bit of a problem.’ ‘Oh well, books are always good to have. Maybe I should introduce myself, I’m Harry.’ He shifted his books a bit under his arm so he could stretch out his hand towards her. With a little smile she took his hand. ‘[Y/N].’ She introduced herself. ‘Nice meeting you, however I do have the faint feeling that I know you from somewhere … Do you happen to go to the Waterstones in Central London a lot?’ Harry shifted his weight a bit, letting go of her hand. ‘Oh, eh, no. That one is a bit … Too crowded for me.’ [Y/N] looked a bit more closely to him, probably making him feel very uncomfortable, but then it suddenly clicked – and she felt stupid that she hadn’t immediately seen it. ‘Now I know!’ She whisper – shouted. ‘You’re Harry, as in Harry Styles right?’ ‘Ssht!’ Harry motioned with his hands. You frowned, looking around to the empty store. The store clerk still hadn’t looked up from his book. ‘Sorry, I guess, that’s kind of a habit of mine. People, well especially girls, usually scream when they see me.’ ‘Yeah, I get why they would do that,’ she grinned, also blushing slightly because she felt kinda out of place, talking to someone that famous without even realizing it. ‘So, if you don’t know whether you want to get that book or not, can I recommend one for you?’ Harry asked, smiling a bit, as if he had been eager to ask that question since he first saw her. ‘That would actually be great. I never know what books to get, and it would be lovely to find some new books,’ [Y/N] smiled.  Harry smiled, happy with her answer. ‘Really? Okay, great. So, I read this book last week and I think you would love it too.’ She followed Harry around the store, while he pointed out his favorite books. And the more he talked about all the stories, the more she started to get this weird, fluttery feeling in her stomach. And [Y/N] swore that she saw the same feeling in his eyes, sparkling right underneath the green color. After what seemed as ages, [Y/N] was holding a whole pile with books, that probably was way too expensive for her budget, but how could she not get them when Harry Styles himself recommended them? ‘Now I’ll certainly know what to do,’ she joked, walking towards the desk to pay the books. She took her wallet out of her purse, but Harry immediately protested. ‘Oh, no, you’re not paying for those, please. I urged you to get them, so it would be so decent from me to pay them for you,’ Harry smiled, pushing [Y/N]’s hand softly back into her purse. Harry placed his books next to hers on the desk, smiling at the man who looked up from his book. ‘Oh, hi Harry,’ he casually said, and stood up so he could scan the books. ‘Made a friend?’ The store clerk remarked, with a grin. ‘Yeah…’ Harry said, a bit uncomfortable, making [Y/N] smile. A bit of small talk was happening while the store clerk bagged up the books, and handed me over the bag after Harry payed. ‘Thank you,’ you smiled at him and then turned to Harry. ‘And thank you very much for the wonderful books.’ ‘Of course,’ he smiled. ‘But you have to let me know what you think of them. So,’ Harry took out his receipt and a pen from the desk, scribbling something on the back. He then handed it over to her. ‘When you’ve read to first one, I insist that we meet up again and talk about it.’ Harry smiled. She looked down, and saw his number written on the receipt. ‘I will,’ [Y/N] promised him. She tucked away the receipt in her purse. ‘Thank you, again.’ ‘No problem at all. Always happy to meet another booklover.’ With another smile, they said their goodbye’s again, and then finally separated their ways. [Y/N] back on her way to meet her friend – and she was way too late. But it was totally worth it. It wasn’t just Harry Styles she had met. She had met a wonderful person, that she shared one big interest with. And she couldn’t wait to read his recommended books. Now [Y/N] knew for sure that every bookstore was worth a visit. 

 So Luke kept walking, crawling, away from her. A last goodbye, still lingering thick in the air.

 Those words made Michael smile, the remains of the dream finally nothing like a bad memory, and his mind at peace yet again.

The dark surrounded [Y/N], while she held her gun close to her body, ready to shoot at any movement in the woods. ‘You’re so tense,’ Bellamy laughed, making [Y/N] jump up and aim the gun at him. But as soon as she saw it was him, she relaxed. ‘Sorry,’ she mumbled. ‘It’s just, I don’t want the same to happen to me like …’ She didn’t had to finish that sentence, because Bellamy knew what she meant. ‘I know,’ he whispered. ‘But it won’t, I promise. We can defense ourselves so much better now. We have guns, a wall, trained soldiers here with us.’ ‘We do, but still …’ she sighed, and looked at the forest. ‘Did you see that?’ She quickly turned back around to Bellamy. He looked behind her into the forest, but shook his head. ‘No, there’s nothing there.’ ‘There is!’ She fired back, looking again. She swore she had seen a movement in the dark bushes. She held up her gun, ready to fire, but Bellamy stopped her. ‘Don’t fire if you don’t have to,’ he warned her. [Y/N] lowered her gun, still standing by her statement that she had seen something. She was so sure, that she started to climb down the watch tower, so she could check for herself. ‘[Y/N], what are you doing?’ Bellamy whispered-shouted from up the watch tower. But she ignored him and kept on going towards the gate, where she was greeted by another guard. As soon as she reached for the gate, the guard stopped her. ‘What are you doing?’ He asked, firmly holding her wrist. ‘I saw something,’ [Y/N] said. ‘Someone’s out there, watching us.’ ‘Then why didn’t any of the other guards say anything?’ He didn’t believe her, he made that clear by asking that question. ‘I don’t know!’ [Y/N] sighed in frustration. Just let me through so I can check for myself.’ ‘I can’t let you through, you know that,’ the guard said back, shaking his head. ‘Just let her through, I’ll go with her,’ Bellamy said from behind them. [Y/N] refused to turn around and look at him, but kept eyeing the guard, who eventually gave in and opened up the gate. [Y/N] immediately walked out, her gun ready, while carefully scanning the area. ‘There’s nothing here, [Y/N]. Let’s just go back, c’mon.’ [Y/N] sighed, looked one last time and then turned around. But that’s where she made a mistake. Well, maybe her first mistake had been going outside the gate. Before she could yell or defend herself in anyway, someone grabbed her from behind, covering up her mouth, and pulling her arms back. She was pulled into the dark night, and the last thing she saw was Bellamy desperately trying to grab her, before he was pulled back by the guard at the gate. It was a nightmare, being locked up in a dark hole, having no clue if it was day or night, how many hours, maybe even days had passed. She didn’t see anyone, had no idea where she was, what they wanted and even who took her. She wished she had listened to Bellamy, had said, ‘you’re right’, and who would’ve known what would have happened. [Y/N] was on the edge of dehydration, and it felt like her stomach was glued to her back. How long had she been in here? Every time she opened her eyes again, she felt worse and worse, and was starting to fear that if she would close them again, it would be for the last time. And right at the moment that she had lost all hope of her friends ever finding her, the door opened up, voices filling the room, her chains loosening up. She was pulled up, given a cup of water that she eagerly drank. But still her mind was fuzzy. ‘You’re safe.’ She heard him say, and she knew who had said it. Bellamy. He had found her after all. He wrapped his arms around her, pulled her as close as possible, while he explained what had happened, how the grounders had took her, because they claimed we had broken their trust by crossing their land. It had been a stupid misunderstanding. Bellamy promised her it would be okay, that she was safe now. And all [Y/N] could do was believe him, as she did feel safe in his arms.

‘[Y/N],’ Stefan said, when he saw who had been knocking on his door. ‘Hi,’ [Y/N] smiled. Stefan tugged at his bottom lip, sighed, and let her in. [Y/N] grinned and walked underneath his arm that he had placed against the opposite wall. ‘And what brings you here?’ Stefan closed the door and turned around, to see [Y/N] already darting towards the couch. He swirled around the cognac in his glass, while walking towards her. He took another sip, one sip too many, but again he was a vampire. What could possibly go wrong? ‘I was bored,’ [Y/N] sighed and let herself fall onto the couch, facing the ceiling. ‘So I thought I’d came to visit you.’ ‘Yes, visit the drunk vampire who is trying to forget his traumatic experience, and may possible drink all your blood. Great idea,[Y/N].’ ‘Oh, Stefan, brighten up a bit! You’re still alive!’ ‘Great statement, once again,’ Stefan took another sip, pushed aside [Y/N]’s legs and slumped down in the couch. ‘Got any of that for me?’ [Y/N] pointed at Stefan’s glass. ‘No.’ He simply stated and downed the remaining alcohol in one go. [Y/N] pouted, and as soon as Stefan saw that, he groaned. ‘What did I do now?!’ [Y/N] complained, crossing her arms. Stefan glared at her and quickly, like vampire speed, he was hovering over her. Stefan tapped her still pouting lips. ‘Don’t. Do. That.’ [Y/N] looked up at him with big eyes, not sure what to expect. Stefan usually wasn’t that unpredictable, but the alcohol didn’t really help. Several people had warned her, including Damon, to not go near Stefan for a while, but how could [Y/N] possibly do that? ‘And, why not?’ [Y/N] asked, knowing she was playing with fire. ‘Because I’m weak, that’s why.’ ‘You’re a vampire,’ [Y/N] laughed, shaking her head. ‘You’re far from weak.’ ‘Not in the meaning of strength, love. But in the meaning of self-control.’ Stefan explained, still hovering over [Y/N]. ‘Are you … Are you thirsty or, eh, something?’ [Y/N] nervously asked, starting to regret her actions of the last hour. She should have listened to the warnings. Stefan laughed and shook his head. ‘No. I’m weak when it comes to you. Get it now? We shouldn’t have kissed last week. It’s all I can think about. Your lips on mine, and how … - never mind.’ Stefan sat back on the couch and looked at [Y/N]. ‘It’s bad for me. For you. I shouldn’t have happened. But I loved it way too much to regret it.’ [Y/N] felt like suddenly the room was way too small, and too hot. But she also wanted to kiss Stefan again, but that didn’t feel like a good idea. Because Stefan wasn’t the only one that felt weak. When [Y/N] was around Stefan, all boundaries seemed to fall away. But she loved it too, every time she fell for it. Sure, he was a vampire, and she a human, but did that really matter at this moment? The answer was no, it didn’t. They had undeniable chemistry, how hard Stefan tried to ignore it because of various reasons. One of them being that Elijah had some sort of thing for [Y/N]. But all Stefan could think was ‘fuck Elijah’. And that’s exactly what Stefan did. (Well, not literally.) He turned towards [Y/N], softly tugged her closer, and smiled at her. ‘I can’t help it,’ he whispered and placed his hand on her cheek. ‘That’s okay,’ [Y/N] reassured him, a bit nervous. She placed one hand on his arm, and smiled. ‘I should stay strong,’ Stefan mumbled, but [Y/N] was not sure if he was just talking to himself or if he was actually expecting an answer. ‘Oh, whatever.’ And then Stefan firmly placed his lips on hers, reliving the moment from last week, but now everything seemed even better. It felt brighter, more intense, and just … amazing. Hands were everywhere, sparks seemed to fly around them, sweet whispers and soft moans. Then, [Y/N] softly pushed Stefan away, catching her breath. ‘I do have to breath,’ she laughed, still holding on to Stefan’s arm, as if he would disappear as soon as she would let go. ‘Sorry,’ Stefan grinned. ‘Maybe we should go, eh, upstairs?’ [Y/N] immediately stood up, smiled, and walked towards the stairs. Stefan just stood there for a bit, watching her, and then following her upstairs. He really gave in too easily, but he didn’t care.

[Y/N] was studying in her room, or rather, just listening to music with her books before her. A sigh escaped her lips. Studying was not the best thing to do. She turned her head to look outside, and looked straight into the house of her, she had to admit, pretty hot neighbor. His blinds were open again, not that that was a big crime, hers were open too. The lights was shining in Calum’s room, indicating that he was probably there. And, oh, he was there. Suddenly he came into the window still, butt-naked. His back was towards [Y/N], and she wasn’t sure if she had to yell at him, or just let him be. She tugged at her bottom lip and decided to just let him be. Right then, when she wanted to turn around again to study, Calum turned around. Now, [Y/N] couldn’t look away anymore. And, unfortunately, Calum had seen her. “Fuck.” [Y/N] cursed, not sure what to do. So, she did what she did best : being awkward as hell. She smiled and waved at him, making Calum burst out in a laugh she swore she could almost hear. “Great.” She mumbled and looked away, trying to concentrate on her books. She was bright red by now, and would never be able to look Calum in the eyes again. She would have to avoid him for the rest of the days, until he or she moved out of their parents’ house. When [Y/N] looked up again, because she was way too curious, Calum was still standing in his room, but this time in a boxer. Well, at least he knows that clothing exists. He still doesn’t know how the close his goddamn blinds, though. Of course, Calum had to look at her again, grinning. This time, he waved at her and smiled. [Y/N] wasn’t sure what to do, so she got up, and closed her blinds instead. She couldn’t handle that half-naked boy while she should be studying. No more distractions, however the image of him was still in her head. And that image wouldn’t go anywhere anytime soon. She could catch a glimpse of Calum looking a bit … Disappointed? She wasn’t sure. Anyway, it was not like she ever talked to him. She always made sure to go outside, only if he wasn’t, to avoid any conversation. [Y/N] wasn’t good with hot boys and conversations. It was a disaster. Just as she thought she could go back to studying, the doorbell rang. Her heart skipped a beat, and suddenly it was way too hot in her room. “I’ll get it!” She yelled, having an awful feeling knowing who it was. She ran down the stairs, and opened up the door. Of course. It was Calum. In clothes, luckily. “Eh, what are you doing here?” She asked. “Hey.” He grinned. “I found it rude that you just cut me out like that.” “Eh.” “I wasn’t quit finished yet.” He smiled and pushed [Y/N] indoors, he coming along. “What are you –“ “Shht.” He placed a finger on her lips, shutting her up. He softly closed the door and then pulled her up the stairs. [Y/N] was bright red by now, not knowing if she should go along with it, or yell for her mom. Calum pulled her into her room and then closed the door. “So, you liked what you saw?” He said, seductively. “I … Eh …” [Y/N] looked down at her feet. Calum laughed softly. “I’m just kidding. I thought it was about time we’d have a conversation. Certainly now you saw me naked.” “It wasn’t on purpose.” [Y/N] quickly said, not wanting to sound like some perv who looked at naked boys. “You just don’t know how the close your blinds, so I showed you.” She had no idea where that snappy comment was coming from, but she was kinda relieved she could say something more than just ‘eh’ and ‘I’. Calum laughed again and shook his head. “Get used to it. I won’t ever close my blinds.” “Then I guess I’ll have to start to close mine.” 

When the doorbell rang, [Y/N] ran towards the door, praying she’d be there before one of the Salvatore brothers would. ‘Well, hi there, love,’ Kai grinned, as soon as she opened up the door, nonchalantly leaning against the doorframe. ‘You look ama –‘ ‘Shut up,’ [Y/N] whispered and pulled Kai inside by roughly tugging at his hoodie. ‘Woah, are we getting harsh already? Well, that’s new, but I’m totally okay with it. Changing up the fore-‘ ‘Kai, seriously, shut. up!’ She sighed, softly shaking her head, but still starting to blush because of Kai’s dirty mouth. ‘Damon and Stefan could be home, I don’t know where the hell they are, but you know how they feel about you.’ ‘Oh, I do know that,’ Kai laughed, a bit too loud for [Y/N]’s liking so she quickly placed her hand on his mouth. Kai softly pushed away her hand, grinned and then whispered ‘kinky’, followed by a wink. ‘You’re unbelievable.’ [Y/N] said back, smiling. ‘I bet they’re not even home.’ He smirked, pulling [Y/N] towards him and placing his hands on her hips. ‘We probably have the whole house to ourselves, and they’d never know I’d been here.’ He whispered, while sliding his fingers under her shirt, tickling her naked skin with the tips of his fingers. [Y/N] could do nothing but stare at him, almost mesmerized by his magical (ha-ha) words. But then, she grinned and pulled away from his grip, and ran out of the corridor. ‘[Y/N]!’ Kai yelled, laughing. ‘So, is that how we’re going to play it, huh?’ She heard him say, in a low rumble, making her grin again. She ran into the living room, looking back to see Kai coming after her. ‘What is it, Kai?’ [Y/N] laughed. ‘Getting tired already?’ ‘Oh, no, not at all. I’ve got energy to do this all night long. And even other things then chasing you.’ He winked and suddenly ran forward, making [Y/N] scream. She started to run again, trying to escape his all too willing and grabbing hands. This went on for a while, Kai able to grab [Y/N], she escaping again, and eventually they ran up the stairs. [Y/N] ran first, but Kai was right after her, playfully slapping her behind, making her screech. ‘Well, aren’t you two having fun.’ Both of them froze in the middle of the stairs, looked up, to see Damon standing there with a glass of scotch in his hands. ‘I … We … It’s …’ Damon raised an eyebrow and looked patiently at [Y/N]. ‘Yes?’ ‘I just …’ ‘Oh, I’m just playing,’ Damon laughed, and took a sip. ‘You two have fun, but remember that I’m a vampire,’ he pointed towards his ear. ‘I hear everything.’ He whispered. ‘Can’t you go away, then?’ Kai asked. ‘I mean, It’s not me that’s the loud one.’ Damon laughed, and that surprised [Y/N] since he actually really didn’t like Kai. ‘Can you just please don’t tell Stefan?’ [Y/N] begged Damon. ‘I know it’s a lot to ask, but, please, he would never approve.’ ‘Oh, I’m not approving this. I’m just letting you have some fun, before we kill that bastard behind you.’ Damon smirked and then walked past them. ‘But my mouth is sealed. I’ll be heading off to annoy Elena for a bit.’ They watched Damon walk out of the house, his glass left behind on the table. [Y/N] and Kai looked at each other, not sure what to say. ‘What the –‘ ‘Yeah. But, whatever, I think we were heading somewhere, weren’t we?’ Kai grinned. ‘Hmm, I’m not sure, I think I forgot.’ [Y/N] said, while walking up the stairs. ‘I’ll make you remember,’ Kai answered, grabbing her by the waist again, apparently something he really liked to do, and gently pushing her against the wall. He smiled and brushed his nose against her, their foreheads touching. ‘Do you recall?’ ‘Nope,’ [Y/N] said, knowingly all too well what she was doing. ‘That’s a shame.’ He whispered and then harshly, in contrast with all his previous actions, pushed his lips against hers. Soft moans and heartbeats that went too fast, hands on skin and skin on skin, whispering names and soft seductions, cocky smiles and cheeky grins. It was one of those heated up kisses that surely would be included in some fancy adult movies. ‘I think … I remember.’ [Y/N] said when they pulled apart to catch their breath. ‘Fabulous.’ Kai smiled, pulling [Y/N] towards her room. It would have been a good thing that Damon nor Stefan didn’t come home until the next morning.

She couldn’t help but snicker at his text. She decided to not text anything back, since they’re just a few steps away from Dan. [Y/N] tugged away her phone in the pocket of her jeans. She really didn’t knew where she’d be without Dan. Probably still hiding away in a dark corner of her room, putting up a face to make a video. But since she talked to Dan, she wasn’t afraid anymore to hide how she really felt, and the support had been overwhelming. Luckily, today was a good day, and it could only get better. ‘Here we are!’ The lady finally said, opening up the yellow door. ‘You still have about an hour to get ready and to talk to the other YouTubers that will be at the panel. There’s some drinks and some food for you if you want. If you need anything else, just ask! And here’s all the information about the convention. Have fun.’ The lady smiled and gave [Y/N] a whole bunch of papers and a map of the convention. She thanked her and then walked inside. There were loads of YouTubers already, but she was searching for one in particular. And then she saw him. His back was turned towards her, but she still recognized him. Not only because Phil was standing right next to him, but also because he was one of the tallest people in the room, dressed in all black. Phil saw her before Dan. He was about to tap Dan on the shoulder, but [Y/N] quickly signed to not do that. She slowly started to walk up to them, but Phil had the worst poker face ever and started to grin. ‘What the hell are you grinning at, Phil?’ Dan asked, in a kind of suspicious tone. ‘That’s probably because of me.’ Dan immediately turned around, a look of utter surprise on his face when he saw who was standing behind him. ‘[Y/N]?’ He whispered, and then the biggest smile appeared on his face. It seemed that without giving it a second thought, he went in for a hug, almost lifting her off the floor. ‘It’s me,’ she whispered back and hugged him back, burying her face into his black shirt. ‘I can’t believe this.’ ‘Me neither.’ ‘I guess I’ll leave you two alone for a bit.’ She heard Phil say, but [Y/N] didn’t really pay attention to him. It was all Dan for her. Dan, her anchor, her sunshine, the person that always could make her smile, the one she always could talk to about everything. Finally they let go of each other, and they both just smiled. ‘This is so weird,’ [Y/N] mumbled. ‘But it’s also like, I don’t know, it feels familiar.’ ‘I get what you mean.’ Dan smiled ‘It has been way too long. I’m sorry, but I don’t think you’ll get rid of me now. ‘I don’t mind that at all.’ [Y/N] smiled back. She was sick of always losing people, and she defiantly didn’t want to lose Dan. He was her soulmate, if that was romantically or just as friends, only time would tell that.