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Noah Centineo x Y/N

Summary: With Noah’s rising fame, he seems to be neglecting the one person that means the most to him, Y/N.

A/N: Hey guys, so obviously I watched To All The Boys I’ve Loved Before (you should check it out if you haven’t, it wasn’t as cliche as I expected it to be) and I’m now in love with Noah Centineo! The second (and final) part of this writing with be out probably next Monday, so let me know if you wanna be tagged!! I have a lot of other contact coming out this week, so follow me to keep an eye out! Check out my masterpost below!! Requests are OPEN and feedback is appreciated! Thanks for reading everyone!

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She hated feeling this way.

She knew it was wrong. She should be proud. He was finally achieving his dreams of becoming a serious actor and household name. And while she was proud, she couldn’t stop those other emotions from creeping in and ruining her mood.

Fear. Jealousy. Sadness.

The fear came from the idea that he would grow too big and forget about her. She lived all the way across the country and while they had been together for almost three years now, she knew how quickly relationships could end because of distance. It had been five months since they had seen each other in person and it was starting to take a toll on her.

She knew she had no right to be jealous, they were actors. But hearing the story about how Lara Jean’s background wasn’t staged and how him and Lana have really been bonding over things like hot yoga had really hurt her. She know he wasn’t doing it on purpose and that he would never cheat, but being so far away was clouding her thoughts.

The sadness showed up when she would look at her phone and see that he had barely been replying to her for a while now. It had started out as just late replies and a few missed FaceTime calls, but now she could barely remember the last time they had a full conversation, especially one that hadn’t revolved around his rising fame. He used to be the one that she would call anytime anything significant happened, but when she would go to dial his number, all she could see was the amount of missed calls where she had done the same thing and ended up disappointed yet again.

It really wasn’t healthy to keep all this in, but she wasn’t sure it was something she could talk to him about. Usually when (more like if now a days) he picked up her calls, he was always so happy and excited and she hated to ruin that because of her dumb feelings that didn’t even make sense. But when she saw the Instagram post of him and Lana, she knew it was time.

Surprisingly, it only took three rings for him to pick up. She had actually flinched in shock when he responded, having already planned on just leaving a voicemail. She was shaken from this when she heard him say again, “Hello?”

“Hey, it’s me.” A tear dropped from her eye when Noah excitedly greeted her before starting to ramble about when was going on in his life. “Noah,” she cut him off, “We need to talk.” He seemed to be confused as he responded, “Isn’t that what we’re doing, talking? I’ve missed you so much babe, I have so much to tell you.”

Before he could go off once more, she interrupted, “Noah, please.” At his silence, she continued, “We need to talk. Like a serious talk.” Noah sounded concerned as he asked, “Is everything okay? Is it your family, are they alright? You know I’ll be on the next flight over.” He was beginning to panic, so she quickly stopped him by saying, “Noah, calm down. My family is fine. Everyone else is fine.” This only caused him to panic more as he asked, “So you’re not fine? What’s going on, what can I do?”

Y/N sighed as she told him, “You can just listen.” At his silence she continued, “This isn’t working anymore, Noah. We’re different people now and we’re going separate ways. Can’t you feel the distance? When was the last time we had a full conversation without someone interrupting or work getting in the way. I’m just tired, Noah. I’m so tired of being the only one putting in effort. I can’t be put on the backburner anymore, I just can’t. I’m sorry Noah, it’s over.” Before he could try and fix things, she had already hung up.

Heartbroken, he went to call her when realization smacked him in the face. Right there, clear as day on his phone was all the effort she had been talking about. All the missed calls and voicemails and unanswered texts from her that he kept pushing off, saying to himself that he would reply later. It seems like all those laters had really added up. He turned around and threw his phone against the couch in anger. He stood there with his fist clenched before sighing and going over to his phone and dialing her number.

Just as he went to call, Lana walked in, “Hey Noah, we’ve gotta go. We’ve gotta be on stage in two minutes.” He sighed once more before closing his phone and then opening it to see a picture of him and Y/n on his background. It broke his heart, but he knew what he had to do. Maybe one more ‘later’ wouldn’t hurt. “Yeah, let’s go.”

A/N: Hey, sorry for the wait but this turned out pretty long and I’m proud of it! Thanks for requesting!

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Your Choice - Monty de la Cruz

He might have been her boyfriend’s best friend, but that didn’t matter at that moment. What mattered was her own best friend.

Hannah was still on the newer side of things, but she had it rough from the beginning. Y/N should have known that Justin had bad intentions, he was also friends with her boyfriend, but he had been pretty good to Kat when they were together, so she hoped for the best. The last thing she had expected was for him to spread rumors about him and Hannah sleeping together.

She had barely talked to him since. She knew that Monty was still friends with him, but she wasn’t one to force her boyfriend to stop being friends with someone just because she didn’t like them. That might have to change soon though.

Since the Justin incident, as they had taken to calling it, Hannah, unfortunately, got quite a bad rep around the school. Everywhere she went, people would point and whisper. Usually, that was it, until today. Bryce, always the bold one, decided that he wanted a piece of the action that his friend had recently claimed to have gotten. Apparently, the only way he knew how to approach the situation was a hand grope to the ass.

“Hey new girl, heard you’re pretty good. I’d like to see for myself.” The one thing he hadn’t accounted for was anyone standing up for the girl. He had seen how Hannah reacted to the rumors, always shying away from all the eyes on her, so he assumed it would be easy to get away from. Unfortunately for him, Y/N was nearby and saw the whole thing.

As soon as the words left his mouth, Y/N was leaving her boyfriend and rushing over. “What’s wrong with you? You can’t do that. Get out of here before I tell the principal.” Bryce laughed a little before stopping when he noticed she wasn’t joining in. “Come on Y/N, you can’t be serious. Monty does it to you all the time. What are you overreacting for?”

“Monty does it because he’s my boyfriend and he has my permission. You don’t. And I’m not overreacting, you’re a jerk.” Bryce scoffed as he began backing away, “Whatever, you’re both crazy. I don’t know why Monty’s put up with you so long. You must be great in bed.” Before she could speak, he continued, “Come on Monty, let’s get out of here. You don’t need her anyways.”

A/N: Hey! You never sent a request so this is the first I’ve heard of this! It usually takes about a day or two for me to fulfill requests, based on my school load and inspiration! Thanks for requesting! Hope you enjoy!

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We Made That - Monty de la Cruz

Y/N was slowly trying to open her eyes as she felt the cold spot beside her.

For once, she felt well rested as she sat up in her and her husband’s bed, only to find him not cuddled up beside her. It would have scared her if she didn’t know exactly where he was. She got up and slipped on her comfy shoes and robe before making her way out of the room and towards the nursery.

This was the first night that their baby would be spending out of their room and in their own space, which scared the new parents more than the baby. Their child had gone to sleep right away and was still knocked out when they went to bed. Monty had claimed the baby monitor, stating very clearly that she needed as much sleep as she could get. That must have been the reason that she hadn’t heard their child when it started crying.

When she arrived at the nursery, it warmed her heart to see her husband holding their baby, gently rocking them. He was humming and bobbing up and down to a random beat that seemed to have popped into his head.

She stayed watching until their child seemed to finally lull back to sleep and Monty laid them down back in their crib. He smiled when he turned and saw her leaning against the doorway. As he walked over and wrapped his arms around her, they both turned and looked at the crib.

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Tomorrow - Noah Centineo

Y/N sighed, another night spent alone in their bed.

She honestly understood, he just had his big break, which meant press conferences and interviews all day, but he could at least call or text to let her know that he wouldn’t be home till late. She had told him this morning that she had something important to talk to him about, but she guessed that he just forgot. He had been doing that a lot lately, forgetting.

It was hitting 11 o’clock by the time the bedroom door finally opened, revealing her husband. From the sigh he released as soon as he laid down on the bed beside her, she knew that it was a rough day. He was barely able to give her a small smile before he was shoving his head into her shoulder and cuddling up next to her. Usually she would have welcomed it, but she had something important to say tonight.

“Hey, Noah? I really need to talk to you.” He sighed against her neck before groaning, annoying her instantly. “We’ll talk tomorrow, babe. All I want to do right now is sleep.” She shot his a look that he couldn’t see before saying, “I know you’re tired, Noah. But it’s really important.” All he did was wave his hand before telling her, “Tomorrow, Y/N.”

His words had her immediately standing up, making Noah groan even louder before turning on his side so he was facing her. “No Noah, not tomorrow. It’s always tomorrow with you. I can’t deal with you right now.” As she was walking out, he called after her, “Come on, babe. I’m sorry. Come back to bed.”

A/N: Okay I kind of took a different approach but I still hope you enjoy Thanks for requesting!

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Show You Off - Justin Foley

“I already told you I don’t want to go, I don’t see why you can’t just get over it.”

Justin sighed angrily as his girlfriend continued to lay in bed. This party had been all anyone could talk about all week, including her, but suddenly an hour before they were supposed to be there she had refused to leave her bed. He didn’t understand what had changed, but he planned on finding out.

“You were so excited about this yesterday, what changed?” Y/N mumbled something under her breath as she turned away and pulled her cover up so it hid her face. Justin sighed once more, this time in defeat as he made his way over and laid down beside her, wrapping his arm around her waist from behind. She tensed up slightly but didn’t push him away, which he took as a good sign.

The couple laid like that for a little bit longer before Y/N let out a big breath and said, “My jeans don’t fit anymore. I couldn’t even get them past my thighs. How’s it gonna look when you, the hot popular jock, show to up a party with your whale of a girlfriend?”

A/N: Lol this is barely a Steve writing but I actually really like it so I’m gonna go with it anyways! Thanks for requesting!

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Can You Handle It? - Steve McGarrett

She couldn’t believe he was standing in front of her.

When she got the message from Danny with nothing but a random address, she immediately rushed to her car and put it in the GPS. She just had a gut feeling that something was wrong with Steve. She had barely put the car in park and take out the key before she was running towards the front door, throwing it open.

The sight in front of her was hectic. Steve was on the couch groaning with a hand over his stomach, coated in blood. A man she didn’t know wearing glasses was rushing around grabbing supplies while Danny was pacing in front of them both, running his hands through his hair.

When they all realized she was there, everyone froze. Y/N was quick to rush over and kneel down next to her boyfriend, “Steve? I thought you were in jail! What the hell happened?” Steve just let out a groan, causing the unknown man to push her aside and start working on his stomach.

A/N: Wow this was one of my favorite writings, I love soft Steve!! Thanks for requesting, I hope you enjoy!!

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70 - Steve McGarrett

70. “You act tough but I know that it’s just a front. You’re a softie.”

Everyone was always in awe when they saw the way that Steve acted around Y/N.

They knew Steve as the tough, fearless soldier that never wore a smile and was always looking for a fight. When he first started working for Kono and Chin, they had no idea that he was even married, let alone that he had a daughter. As they had lived in South Korea along with the rest of the military families from the Seal Team, it took them longer to actually move to Hawaii after the news of Steve’s father’s passing. After two months of living in his father’s house alone, it was finally time for his family to come home.

He was in the Five-O headquarters trying to figure out a case with Danny, Kono, and Chin when he heard a yell behind him. “Daddy!”

The whole team turned to see a little girl running towards them, her pigtails flying behind her. Steve opened her arms just in time to catch her as she jumped towards her. He couldn’t help but laugh at the giggles that escaped his little girl’s mouth as he spun her around through the air. As if his coworkers couldn’t be more surprised, a gorgeous woman who’s looks matched the little girls walked in.

Steve put the little girl down and caught sight of his wife. The team watched as he seemed to melt at the sight of her before rushing over and wrapping her up in a hug. “I’ve missed you both so much. I can’t believe you’re actually home.”

The woman laughed as she rubbed Steve’s back before pulling away. She was about to speak when Steve pressed his lips to hers in a needy kiss. She laughed and broke away before saying, “We missed you too much to stay away for long. Sorry we interrupted, we just couldn’t wait.”

While usually Steve would be the first one to snap at someone for interrupting, they all were shocked to see him brush off the woman’s concerns. “You could never interrupt, babe. We needed a break anyways. Everyone, take your lunch breaks early. We’ll pick this up after.”

Nobody questioned him as they all rushed out. When they got back, the woman and child were gone and Steve was standing in the main area looking over the case once more. They could easily see the difference in him from how he usually was. His posture was much more relaxed and there was still the trace of a smile left on his face. It also didn’t help that he still had the woman’s lipstick on his cheek.

A/N: Hey I’m sorry for the wait, but I think this one turned out extra cute!! Thanks for requesting, hope you enjoy!

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This - Noah Centineo

She knew getting him that bell was a dumb idea.

Noah was sick, but they had such a big house that she could never hear him when he called. They had just been using their phones, but Y/N really wanted to get some work done and she knew that as soon as she touched her phone, she would get distracted. Thus, the bell.

It wouldn’t have been so bad if he used it for major things, such as needing food or help to the bathroom, but no. Every small inconvenience seemed to need her help. This most recent time, all he needed her to do was pass him the remote control. She would have thought he was innocently just needing things if it wasn’t for the faint smirk on his face every time he walked in.

He knew exactly what he was doing. He also knew that she would never ignore it, because God forbid there was an actual emergency and she assumed he was just messing around again. She was about ready to go off on him when she heard the bell ring for the fifth time in the last hour.

She got up from her desk and started stomping towards their room, making it clear that she wasn’t happy. She had to work hard to ignore the pout on his face as she crossed her arms and send him a deadpanned look, “Yes, your highness? What can I do for you? Fan you? Feed you grapes?”

Noah chuckled, which turned into a cough that wracked his whole body. Y/N was quick to rush over and sit beside his hunched over form, rubbing his back gently. When he finished, he leaned back against her and put his head under her chin. She continued rubbing his back as she said, “I’m sorry baby, what did you need?”