#nick x reader

I'm currently at my best friend Kaylas house. Who I've been best friends with for years, and we are really close. Kayla was out at a practice, and her parents were at work. Her little brother was probably at his friends house. It was normal for me to just stay at Kaylas place while my own parents were probably drunk or out somewhere.

My family was a mess. I didn't have siblings, and my mom and dad were constantly yelling at each other or drinking, smoking.. and sometimes doing drugs. So, my homelife was pretty much nonexistent. I spent more and more time at Kaylas place as my parents were getting worse and worse. There was pretty much no chance of saving them anymore.

I have known Kayla since I was ten.. so 8 years now. We met in 4th grade and have been besties since then. Her parents are very aware of my home life, and in that case, they have cleaned up the room they used for storage just for me to stay in. Obviously, I slept at my parents some days, but I always have the chance to come to Kaylas house if I need to.

I am like a second daughter to them.

Kayla has a little brother named Luca. Luca is very nosy and energetic 10 year old. He's still pretty much of a child.. well, he is. He loves spider man and Legos, especially the Ninjago ones. Luca has been kind of like a little brother I've never had to me. I've known him since he was 2 years old and I was 10.

Then there is Chris. He had just turned 20 and is two years older than me. Chris is very charismatic and confident, and he truly gets all of the attention from the females, especially. In the free time, he drives his motorbike that he got for his 18th birthday. The motorbike is his everything. He spends most of his nights out drinking and smoking weed with his friends on his motorbike.. obviously. Not that I'm stalking him.. it's just way too easy to notice.. and hear.

I wonder if his parents know about his smoking. They must smell it from his clothes. Well, at least now I haven't noticed anything. Maybe he has told them that's it's his friend, not him.. yeah.. probably not.

I have to admit that Chris is really handsome, his dark, shiny and wavy brunette hair and those icy blue eyes. He looks really good. Is it wrong to say that about your bestfriends brother? Nevermind. And anyways he's off limits anyway. He probably sees me as his sister.. a little sister.. or just as his sisters friend. It's probably the last one since we are not THAT close.

I'm sitting on the couch wrapped around the white fluffy blanket that was lying abandoned in the corner.

I spot Lucas' PlayStation 5 console and the controller next to me. I bite my lip and smile to myself. "Maybe i should try to see how this thing works." I murmur to myself as I grab the controller, turning it and the TV on. Suddenly, I have the PlayStation on, and I see different games on the screen. I haven't really played with any type of consoles or any type of games in general because mom and dad decided to spend all their money on drugs, alcohol, cigars..

I clicked and chose 'fortnite'. I've heard about it a lot but never tried it. I clicked on it and kept the skin that had already been chosen.. Then I just pressed (solo) play on the current map (not ranked).

After I landed on the ground, I quickly realised how to jump, run, and speed run.. thanks to my tiny minecraft skills. Then I picked up my my first gun, but just when I was about to find out how to shoot, someone from far away sniped me. #85 (85th) showed on the screen as sighed. Then I clicked 'play again'.

As the battle bus appeared on the screen, it was time to decide when and where to jump, a figure appeared in the entrance of the living room. I didn't bother to look up.. too focused on the game.

"Whats ya doing?" Chris asked, curiosity flickering from his tone.

I had already let go of the bus and was now on the way to the ground. "Shh!" I shushed him eyes glued to the big tv screen.

He let out a chuckle as he noticed what I was so focused on. "Since when did you play fortnite?" He questioned, sitting on the couch beside me.

You were already in some random cottage trying to find chests. You had no idea what the guns you got were for, but you just took them and kept looking for more.. hoping that no one would find you.. yet.

"Since now." I muttered, answering to his question carelessly, still focusing on the game. I had three guns.. 'pump shotgun' (green), 'dual micro smgs' (green), and 'vengeful sniper' (grey).

Then I see footsteps on the screen. I figure that they mean someone's close to me, and I'm claimed to be correct as a player jumps from behind a tree right in front of me. I panic and shoot with the sniper. But with my terrible aim, the bullet passes the player, and I hear Chris letting out a chuckle. As the player starts shooting me, I decide to start running back towards the small cottage.

The player doesn't have a great aim eighter, so I'm not a completely lost cause.

"Jump the same time as you run." Chris gives me a tip with a low and barely audible voice.

I do as he says and run safe into the cottage. The guy has already left.. he didn't have the motivation to follow me. "Thanks, Chris." I quietly thank him, finally looking at his eyes. He just looks back.. not annoyed or anything, just relaxed.

I keep my eyes on him as I ask quietly. "Can you teach me?.. perhaps."

He's quiet for a second, and just when i think that he's gonna laugh at me and walk away, a smirk tugs into the corner of his lips, and he moves closer to me. His closer presence sends an unexpected shiver down my spine. Fuck.. I shouldn't be feeling this way about him. He's my bestfriends brother.

He moves so close that his thigh is touching mine.

"Look. This gun (the sniper that is still in my hand) this is sniper.. it's meant for long-range eliminations. And you gotta have a good aim because it has to be reloaded always after one shot. This is shotgun.. it's meant to be used when the player is really close to you, for example, in that type of situation that you were just in. And this 'dual micro smg' (smg) is kind of between.. more on the closer fights side, tho." Chris explains. You look at him, listening to every word carefully.

"Thanks, Chris." I say and give him a small smile. He nods. "No problem."

As I enter the new game, I die almost immediately because I am messing up the guns.. again. I mutter something, and Chris looks at me with an amused smile. I don't notice it as I'm already clicking the buttons to the next game.

"Come sit on my lap," He says out of nowhere. My head turns to him, and I look at him checking if I heard right. "What?" I whisper shout, my eyebrows furrowing. He just smirks. It's one of those smirks that makes my knees weak. "You heard me." He says and taps the empty space on his lap.

I still look at him, questioning him and looking for some signs that he's just playing with me. But there is none. Quietly and a little awkwardly standing up, I take a step, stepping in front of him, grabbing the apple slices and caramel that i have as a snack. Then I carefully sit on his lap. The controller is still in my other hand as I hold the apples in another. He takes a heavy inhale as I fully sit on his lap.

Then I feel his warm breath brushing against my ear. "Lemme help you." He whispers and the shivers that I get.. Holy shit.

He places his hand over mine on the controller as I place the apples and caramel from my other hand next to us on the couch. I almost let go of the controller as I feel his warm hand on mine. I take the controller in both my hands, and his hands settle on top of mine.

"C- Chris?" I say quietly, my voice breaking. fuck. "What's wrong y/n?" He whispers into my ear. I feel his warm breath, and it almost makes me wanna melt like a snowman in front of a fireplace.

I say nothing. I can hear and feel him letting out a small chuckle. I'm so tense. I'm sitting on his lap with a straight posture, refusing to let myself lean into his chest. He'd probably push me away straight away. As the game starts, he moves his hands on mine, and it makes mine move, too. He basically just uses the controller with my hands. My hands are melting under his. I breathe in and out slowly, and my body is still tense.

He talks with a low and calm tone into my ear as he explains how to play. He also manages to find some players, and he kills them easily. I'm trying to focus on the game as well as possible just to ignore the feel of him of him. He's wearing black baggy jeans, and I'm in my little abercrombie shorts and a cute red babydoll top. I can feel how my panties are getting wet. Oh, this is so wrong! This is so fucking wrong. I repeat to myself in my head and then I feel his joner touch my ass. Holy shit.

He's just being friendly and trying to teach me to play meanwhile I'm fucking soaked for him. This is so wrong. Is it? Yes.. it is!

He has already killed 5 people and is currently running in a forest looking for more. I don't know what goes through my head, but I slightly move my ass closer to his joner. I hear as he exhales sharply, sending shivers and a little bit of panic through me. What if he can feel how much I like this.

I'm sick.. he's my bestfriends brother. Offlimits.. off—fucking—limits. But I'm still here.. sitting on his lap and craving him. No.. maybe I'm just horny. Am I? I can't put up with the thoughts in my head. I'm so tense that I might be mistaken as a freaking statue.

"Why are you so tense y/n?" Chris whispers into my ear. There's something in that tone and the way he says it. It feels like he's playing with me. I say nothing, just trying to swallow the lump in my throat. "It's ok.. just relax, m'not gonna bite." He says to my ear, smirking even though I can't see it. "Unless you want me to.." He adds, his voice noticeably lower. I try to process his words as I try to relax myself.

If he keeps doing this longer, I- I don't know what to do. I'm still quiet but not pushing away from him. I grab an apple slice from the plate and dip it into the caramel. As I bite into it, I accidentally drop some caramel on Chris' middle and pointer finger.

"Oh.. no.. I'm so sorry, Chris!" I apologise right away as I look at his hand. I can't stop noticing the veins in his hands and the length of his fingers. Oh god, how I hate my mind. Those fingers would feel so good inside me.

"Turn around!" He commands, voice husky. I hesitate for a moment. I bet he's just playing with me or wanting to make fun of me. But I do as he says and turn around, now straddling him. He sets the controller down.. the game is still going. He doesn't care about it. He brings the two caramel laced fingers up to my lips. "Open up." He commands his eyes firmly on mine. My eyes widen from his command. I stare at him in shock and disbelief. Is he serious right now? He raises his eyebrows slightly, waiting but not patiently. I slowly open my mouth.

He smirks deviously as his gaze drops to my lips. He pushes his two caramel coated fingers in my mouth. He watches my lips wrapping around his fingers. I see his eyes darkening as he pushes his fingers deeper, making me gag on them. He pulls them out and pushen in again as I take his fingers to the knuckles.

Then I start to suck on them. Tasting the sweet caramel as I humm around his fingers. The vibration sending shivers throughout his spine. As I look up at him, his eyes are focused on my lips and the way I take his fingers. Chris' eyes are darker than before. "Good girl.." He murmurs voice even huskier than before. The praise sends fire throughout my body, and my need for him is unbreakable.

Then I feel his cock through the jeans and with his fingers still in my mouth I slowly and slyly start to grind my clothed sex against his growing erection. As I feel his cock rubbing up against me I hide back a gasp. I bite my lip as I try to hide the grinding and the need of him from him. But he notices the movement, his eyes coming up from my lips to meet mine as he takes his fingers off my mouth and places his hands on my hips. His eyes look hungry.

I don't even care that he's offlimits. The need of him is taking up all the space in my mind. Just when I feel like he's gonna push me off him and call me crazy, he lowers his head to my neck and starts placing sloppy kisses all over. I gasp, and I roll my hips against him. Harder this time. He let's out a low and barely audible groan against my neck.

His length is hard against my pussy and I feel it rubbing up against my clit. "Oh my god.. chris!" I say my voice breathy my hands on his chest. "Fuck.. keep going.. that feels so good." He rasps to my neck between kisses. I keep going as he wants, but I can't push away the memory of his fingers, the way they felt in my mouth.. how long they were.

Chris was experienced when it came to sex and everything sexual in general. Like I said, he was pretty much liked by the females. No.. he doesn't go around like that.. but I've heard that he has had experiences, and it's definitely not a suprise to me.

He pulls his face away from my neck, his hands still resting on my hips. I roll my hips slowly against him. His eyes meet mine, and I feel his breath brushing my lips. The slight smell of cigarettes and alcohol lingering from it. My eyes look up to him. "Fuck.. I need you.." I sat breathy, my voice quiet.. but he hears it. He smirks deviously. "What cha say?" He teases, tilting his head a little. "Please.. Chris." I whine frustrated as I press myself against his cock.

He glenzes his teeth slightly, in pleasure at the feel of my clothed sex against him. He tries to keep up the control. "Please, what?" He teases his eyes hungry. "Please touch me, Chris. I need you so bad!" I say softly and needily. I trail my fingers down his arm. I'm completely shameless as I grow needier and needier. I rock my hips harder against him, my mouth falling open and a quiet moan slipping from me.

The moan clearly does something to him. In a swift motion, my back hits the couch as he towers over me. His hand dipps under my waistband. As his fingers touch my pussy through the fabric of my panties. He looks at me intensively. I swear his eyes are fucking me already. "You're fucking soaked." He murmurs pointing out the obvious. I'm not just soaked.. I'm dripping.

I just nod at him, biting my lip and letting out a desperate whimper. He leans closer to me, his lips brushing against mine. "What would your best friend say if she'd knew that you're here dripping for her brother..?" He cooes.. smirking dangerously. I just whimper underneath him, moving my hips towards his hand to make it rub against my entrance. He chucles at my desperate act. "So needy for your bestfriends brother.. aren't you?" He taunts. You just nod eyes locked on him, needy expression covering your face.

Then I feel him push two fingers in slowly. My back arches as I moan, desperate for his touch. He leans closer to my ear, nipping at my earlobe. "Does this feel good?" He rasps. "Yes.. fuck.. it feels so good, Chris." I whine out loud as his fingers push deeper. "Good." He says, voice low as he captures my lips in a needy and hungry kiss. I melt into the kiss, tilting my head as I gave him better access to my mouth. His lips are so soft and warm on mine. His tongue sliding against mine as he lets out a deep, vibrating groan against my lips. His fingers are so much longer than mine, so he reaches places I've never been able to reach by myself.

Then he starts to finger me deeper, pumping his fingers in and out. His thumb finds my clit as he start circling it. I arch ever more into him. I bite his lower lip harshly till I taste the copper. He groans and fucks me harder with his fingers. The wet sounds of his fingers pushing in and out of me filling the living room. Luckily, nobody's at home. "Fuck me deeper.. harder!" I whine. His eyes darken even more, and he pushes his fingers deeper, curling and scissoring them. My body is on fire, the orgasm building in my stomach, ready to explode. Chris starts kissing and biting into the flesh of my neck. As I moan.. so close to my own release.

"Oh–my–god!!" I cry out.. tears of pleasure forming into my eyes. Chris smirks against my neck. "I can feel you squeezing around me," He cooes against my neck. "Come f'me baby."

And that is the final straw. Maybe it was the word baby that snapped it, but my orgasm hits me harder than ever, my legs vibrating as I cry out his name. Chris' fingers rides me through my orgasm as I moan and whimper. I am a complete mess under him.

Chris slowly gets off me, but before that, he places a couple of soft kisses on my neck and one on my temple, making my wrecked ass giggle. I look at him with a stupid pleasured smile, and he flashes me his million dollar smile.

Then my phone on the sofa busses. I check out after taking a couple more breaths, and I notice that it's Kayla. She said that I should walk to the mall that was almost next to Kaylas house.. she was there already with a couple of her friends. I quickly wrote her 'I'll be there' before I jumped up from the couch. I noticed that my legs felt really weak.. but good enough for me to use them. I quickly told Chris that I had to go. I grabbed Kaylas hoodie from the pile of freshly washed clothes that were still in the living room.

Just before I headed out of the door, Chris walks up to me, caging me between him and the door. He looks down into my eyes. "Next time I see you, you'll leave with my cum leaking out of you." He rasps looking at me intensely.

I slide both my hands slowly down his chest. "Oh yeah?" I ask, grinning. "And what would your sister think about that?" I tease, playfully smirking at him. "Shhhh." He presses his pointer finger onto my lips. "This will be our little secret.. right?" He whispers. I smile deviosly and slip out of the door.

I'm playing with fire.

Part 2 here!

Authors note: I got this idea while playing fn lol.. btw I'm lwk a rookie in fn so please don't come at me if some of these things that I wrote were not true.. ;)) Enyways hope you liked this. I haven't written one-shots in a while ;) kissess xx

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You remember it like it was yesterday. A random Tuesday morning, you were exhausted from unpacking all of your things, so you decided to visit a coffee shop not too far from where you live. When you walked in, the line was long, but the smell of caffeine kept you there. The guy in front of you seemed super happy to be there, so you looked up. He was ordering three different drinks and some kind of pastry. Why he needed that much coffee was beyond you, but hey, it’s LA so anything is possible. He must have felt you staring because he turned around, looking at you before turning to the cashier and paying.

When he was done, he stepped to the side, let you order, and then grinned. “I’m going to say this is your first time in LA?” he asked.

“How can you tell?” You asked softly.

Nick just laughed and shrugged. “You didn’t really recognize me. And you look like you’re petrified.”

You blushed and laughed softly. He then followed you to a table, and you both sat and talked for what felt like forever. He gave multiple tips on making a name for yourself, who to avoid, who to be friends with, and the best way to avoid the horrible traffic in downtown.

It was pretty much everything you needed. Nick was the whirlwind of endless friendship and charm. By the time you were ready to leave, you had exchanged phone numbers, and he made you promise to text him, because now you were, in his own words, “besties”. A few hours later, you texted him, and he sent you a list of the best places to eat at and an invite to his trivia night. That was the friendship that started everything you knew and hoped for.

Over the following months, Nick became your rock. LA didn’t seem so scary when he was around; it seemed almost calm and manageable. You two went to different restaurants, different events, and even found time to just be normal friends and swim at your place on weekends. Nick held so many stories about everything and everyone. It made you wonder whether he actually slept or was just constantly out, given how many people he truly knew.

There was always something you wondered about: his family. Specifically his brothers, Matt and Chris. You heard stories about them, but there was never a time when you could meet them. The triplets were inseparable, or so you had heard from others you talked to. And you did see glimpses of that when they posted TikToks or Instagram posts, especially in their YouTube videos. That was the only time you saw Chris and Matt, but you really wanted to meet them in person because they were two-thirds of your best friend. It really was important to you.

Then you finally had the chance to do exactly that when Nick invited you to Gabi’s birthday party.

“[Y/N]. You have to come. You know Gabi, and plus you can actually meet my brothers. Please.” Nick begged, giving you his best puppy-dog eyes.

You sigh, “Fine. But you know how I am with a ton of people I don’t know.”

Nick promised that everyone would love you once they met you. He even promised to stay with you until you felt comfortable enough to be alone with the others.

You spent the days leading up to the trip stressing over what to pack and wear. You wanted to show them all that you belonged with their crowd. Standing out was the last thing you wanted. When the day came to head to the house, you decided on jean shorts and a white lace halter top. It was stylish and cute without being over the top. You felt confident in it, and you thought it would show the other girls that LA was a place where you could belong.

When you arrived at the house, it was already alive. Laughter and music filled the air around it. The backyard was set up with balloons and lights. The pool was beautiful, shimmering under the warm sun. As you wandered into the house, you could smell the food, as if something were being grilled or cooked to perfection.

You had only made it about five feet before a group of girls came over, smiling widely. Gabi squealed and hugged you tightly, happy to see you again. She looked absolutely beautiful, as always. Grace had a kind smile, but her humor was sharp and playful, and that alone made you feel less anxious. Sofia had such a contagious laugh, and the way she looked at you while talking and engaged with you so easily made it feel like you had known her forever. Rainbow kindly offered you a drink and excitedly told you that you’d be sharing a room with her. She called it a mega sleepover. It made you smile.

“I’m so glad you came! I missed you so much!” Gabi said, linking her arm through yours as you walked towards the chairs by the pool.

“Gabi hasn’t stopped talking about you. She said Nick has the best new friend and that we were going to love you.” Grace said, smiling as she sat on the other side of you.

I grabbed the drink that Rainbow got for me, and all of us sat in a sort of circle over the few chairs we had. The girls asked me questions about everything. From how I felt about moving to LA to how I have managed my life here so far. Opening up to them was easier than I thought it would be. I shared stories that I hadn’t shared in months.

Grace told stories about her and Blake, which made most of us laugh at how goofy they are. Sofia was sharing what it was like to live in LA and to be an influencer without it getting overwhelming. Rainbow told me if I ever really wanted to make a name for myself, she could maybe pull some strings and get me a guest appearance on some show she is on. Gabi just sat there, smiling at me, assessing how well I was fitting in and how comfortable I was becoming.

Nick came over like he promised and smiled. “Everything okay? Just checking on my bestie.”

I smiled and nodded. “I think I’m just fine. Thank you, Nick.”

Nick squeezed your shoulder, walked back over to a group of boys, and started talking again. You were so grateful that he checked on you.

You finally realized it was getting dark out. You were so into talking with the girls that time just slipped away. The air got slightly cooler, like it normally does in California. The mood of the party was starting to wind down, and you realized Sofia wasn’t going to have that happen. She ran off and grabbed a karaoke machine. All the girls cheered and ran over. Before you knew it, everyone was crowding the area, and the karaoke party was just starting.

As soon as you walked up, you saw Nick and two other boys grab the mics. You knew it was Matt and Chris; it wasn’t hard to tell since they all looked the same. You watched them whisper to each other quickly, debating on a song to pick. Chris or Matt? You weren’t sure which one suggested a song and the other two smacked him upside the head. Nick then whispered something, and the other two rolled their eyes. Finally, the last boy whispered a song, and you watched as Nick and the other one nodded fast and smiled widely.

You giggled as soon as you heard the opening notes of  “Since U Been Gone”. They were all trying to be serious. That didn’t last.  Nick started to dance silly, and the other two somehow began screaming into the mics instead of actually singing it. But the one with the tattoos next to Nick? Even though he was acting like a fool, you two would occasionally make eye contact. You felt your heart skipping a beat.

Grace came over and whispered in your ear teasingly. “Oh, it seems like somebody has caught the eye of Matt.”

You blushed, your eyes briefly leaving Matt to look at Grace before going right back to him.

“He’s cute. I’m not afraid to admit that.” You spoke confidently.

Grace laughed and playfully bumped me. “He’s also very single. Just putting that out there.”

At that moment, all three boys started pointing to follow along with part of the song, and you could’ve sworn that Matt pointed right at you, sending goosebumps all over your skin.

Once the song finished, Nick put his mic on the table and came over to you. “Ok! Time to meet Matt and Chris!”

Before you could respond, he grabbed your arm and dragged you with him. You both stopped right in front of his brothers, and you were silent, suddenly shy. Chris smiled softly, and Matt just looked you up and down.

“So I’m guessing that you’re [Y/N]?” Chris joked. “Nick hasn’t stopped telling us how great you are and that we just have to meet you.”

You looked at Nick, then back to Chris and shrugged. “I guess? I just am here. Love a good Yelp review from Nick though.”

Chris laughed and then hugged you. “Well, it’s great to meet you finally.”

Matt was still just standing there, his eyes never leaving you. It made you almost uncomfortable. You looked around nervously.

“Nick didn’t mention that you were cute.” Matt blurted before going red. “Oh fuck. Uh. I mean—”

You smiled and could tell he was panicking. You squeezed his arm. “Thank you. I appreciate the compliment. It’s nice to meet you too.” At your words, Matt instantly relaxed and smiled.

The four of you found a rhythm of talking for what felt like hours, just enjoying the company and learning more about your best friend’s brothers. Chris was clearly the more energetic one, with no filter to his words most of the time, but Matt’s humor was sarcastic and quick-witted. He carried himself as someone more private and reserved, someone who made you curious to know more.

Sofia came over and was passing out birthday cupcakes, insisting that the birthday girl said we had to eat one. As you calmly ate the cupcake, you watched Sofia go up to Chris and smash it right into his face, saying something about payback for the prank he pulled on her earlier. You all laughed, and Matt pulled out his phone to take a quick picture of his red face with frosting all over it.

“That is so going to be held as blackmail.” Matt smiled.

“What the fuck? Matt, you better not post that.” Chris tried to shove his cupcake in Matt’s face, but he easily dodged him.

You slowly move closer to Nick as you both ate your cupcakes. You looked at him and asked, “Are they always like this?”

Nick laughed and nodded. “Sometimes they are even worse.”

The party eventually started to thin out. Some went to bed from going hard all day, others trying to sing one last song, and some headed to the kitchen to eat more food and soak up all the alcohol that was consumed. You were slowly walking towards the pool, where Matt was sitting with his feet in the water. Sitting down slowly next to him, you put your feet into the water. The moon cast a beautiful glow across his face.

The silence wasn’t awkward or uncomfortable. In fact, this was the most comfortable you had felt all day. You just listened to the laughter and singing happening behind you both, enjoying the white noise. Matt was fixed on moving the water with his legs, occasionally pausing to look at you before quickly looking away.

“Nick has said nothing but really great things about you.” He whispered. “It made me really nervous to meet you.”

You looked at him, shocked, then smiled softly. “Honestly? I was nervous too. You are a big deal, well, according to Nick. I wanted to make sure that I didn’t make a fool of myself.”

He snorted and shook his head. “Nick is full of it. We are just three boys from Boston. But I’m glad he holds us to high standards.”

The conversation took off from there—weird things he witnessed in LA, his favorite childhood memory, and how being at the beach at night was the most therapeutic thing ever. Matt shared what it was like to be a triplet and with them, how there were lots of sleepless nights filled with laughter and pranks that drove their parents insane. You shared stories of your small town, how summers were different, and how there wasn’t much privacy because everyone knew everyone and everything.

At some point, Rainbow walked over and joined us. She asked why, out of all the songs to pick, they chose Kelly Clarkson. Soon, Sofia and Grace joined as well. We were all laughing as they told a story. It was about a concert that went wrong for them. Matt shared a story about their last tour and how stressful it was when they weren’t having fun. The stories weaved in and out of seriousness.

Gabi finally came over and dragged us all away from the pool, demanding that we all take a group picture before anyone went to bed. Tiny party hats were handed out, and we all posed with silly faces. Then just the girls took a picture, and we were all smiling. When you looked over, you noticed that Matt was taking a picture as well, a small smile on his face before he noticed you staring and then quickly looked away.

Afterward, when most people left, you were sitting on a lounge chair and looking at the stars. Matt walked over and sat quietly next to you. Finally, he spoke up, “Hey… Uh, would you like to maybe hang out sometime? Just us?”

Your heart started to beat fast. “I’d really like that.”

His face relaxed, and a smile went across his face. “Cool. There’s a bowling alley that’s really fun. Or we can go do mini golf. Whatever you’d like to do, really.”

You giggled, “It sounds like a plan. Here, give me your phone. I’ll put my number in it.”

You quietly put your number into his phone. When you went to hand it back, he gently grabbed your hand and gave it a squeeze. “I meant it earlier.”

Your eyebrows furrowed in confusion. “What did you mean?”

Matt blushed, but kept holding your hand. “I think you’re beautiful.”

The words put a warm feeling into your stomach. “Thank you, Matt.”

He gave a soft nod, let go of your hand, and stood up. “Goodnight. I’ll see you tomorrow.”

You sat there in shock. You went from knowing only Gabi and Nick at this party to suddenly making friends with all the girls and getting Matt’s number. Nick walked over and sat next to you.

“You look oddly happy.” He smiled.

You smiled back and whispered, “Thank you for bringing me. Really.”

Nick laughed and hugged you tightly. “I told you that you’d fit right in.”

The next morning, you had to leave for an event you had agreed to attend. Once you said goodbye to everyone, you drove home and smiled the whole way. As you were driving, you felt your phone vibrate. When you reached a point where you could stop, you pulled out your phone. There were three messages.

Nick: Ok, I don’t know what witchcraft you did to Matt, but he looks so lost without you here now.

Gabi: (sent the group picture) So… You and Matt are cute. Look at you two right next to each other.

Matt: I am really glad I met you last night. I can’t wait to see you again.

You smiled and put your phone away as you continued driving back to your place. But your mind was on a certain blue-eyed boy who captivated you the minute he started to sing poorly. You were sure Nick would have a lot of questions, but for now you were okay with this just being yours. Life felt good for once, like LA could truly be the start of everything for you.

M yaps: I thought of this idea back when the party happened, and just ran with it. I love me some good fluff.

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