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Full Masterlist 1D Imagines

Series: Watched (Completed) A New Chapter (Completed) Daddy Harry (Completed) (still working on the links) Be With Me So Happily  (Completed) Are We Friends or Are We More? (Almost completed/Hiatus) Spaces  (Hiatus) Hey Angel (in progress) The Soundtrack mini series (in progress) Flashback Friday Imagines (in progress) Your Love (in progress)

Harry Mini Series: Give Me Love (Completed) Hello  (Almost completed/Hiatus) Happily Pregnant (in progress) Yes  (in progress) I Want To Write You A Song (in progress) Meaning of Life (sequel IWTWYAS) (in progress) Secret Love Song (in progress) Fireproof An Alex Mini Series (in progress) Behind The Album - Harry Styles Mini Series  (Completed) Behind The Tour (sequel BTA) (Completed) Behind The Marriage (sequel BTT) (in progress)

Other Series: Daddy Niall (in progress)

Imagines, Prefences en request: 12 Days of Christmas 2015 - Christmas based One shots. (Completed) 12 Days of Christmas 2016 - Christmas based One shots. (Completed) 12 Days of Christmas 2017 - Christmas based One shots. (Completed) 12 Days of Christmas 2018 - Christmas based One shots. (Completed) 13 Nights Of Halloween 2018 - Halloween based One shots. (in progress) Harry Styles IG prompts (in progress)

Preferences(in progress) Preferences based on songs/scenarios. Features all four boys.

Personal (in progress) Link for personals I’ve done and Imagines based on certain gifs. Features all four boys.

One Shots (in progress) Small ones

One Shot Serie - What A Feeling (in progress) It WILL NOT be written like a  story, but as separate one shots that can be read alone or has one big story. 

**Key to what the following means:

Completed Finished story. I will not be updating it again. The story either ran it’s course or I could not longer come up with suitable ideas for it.

Hiatus This simply means, that I have run out of ideas, but plan on picking up the story at some point soon. This also could mean a possibly monthly update as I get more ideas for one, but no weekly post.

Almost Completed/Hiatus Means that this story is currently in hiatus until I figure out a proper ending to complete the story. Once that happens, the story will officially move into Completed.

In Progress Means the story is still being updated on a weekly-biweekly schedule. I plan on coming up with a posting schedule soon, so everyone will know what story or specific updates will be.

Also, if you believe I’ve missed a series or  link to something, please let me know! :)

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“I dreamt about you nearly every night this week.” — Lando had a habit of searching for something specific in every girl he dated, chasing an ideal he couldn’t quite define. But he had the specific right in front of him all along.

pairing. Lando Norris x bsf! fem! reader

warnings. slight angst (happy ending), pre relationship, mention of Magui (lol), best friends to lovers.

music. Do I wanna know? by Hozier.

LANDO HAD BEEN YOUR RIDE OR DIE since your school days, the two of you inseparable through years of shared chaos. Together, you’d terrorized your teachers, pushed boundaries, and laughed until your sides hurt. But somewhere along the way, the playful banter turned inward, and you began to terrorize each other instead—always pushing, always challenging, yet never breaking the bond that held you together.

You were there for him through everything. When he stood victorious, basking in the glory of his wins, you cheered louder than anyone. When he struggled, doubting himself and his abilities, you were the one to remind him of his worth. And when he felt crushed over girls—oh, how often that happened—you were the one who picked up the pieces.

Despite his confident exterior, Lando was a hopeless romantic at heart. He fell hard, attached himself deeply, and when the inevitable heartbreak came, it hit him like a freight train. He’d retreat into himself, struggling to make sense of the pain, and you’d be there, always, to pull him back out. You’d listen to his frustrations, offer advice, and remind him that he was worth more than the fleeting affections of someone who didn’t see him the way you did.

But it hurt. It hurt more than you wanted to admit, watching him pour his heart into relationships that always seemed to end the same way. It hurt seeing him in that state, broken and vulnerable, when you were right there—ready to love him in a way no one else could. You wished, more than anything, that he would choose you. Just once. But he never did, and you were left to carry the weight of your unspoken feelings, wondering if he’d ever see what had been in front of him all along.

But the truth was, Lando was far too busy being yours, even if neither of you fully realized it. Every failed relationship, every heartbreak—it all came down to one simple, unspoken fact: the girls weren’t you. They never could be. He would try to convince himself otherwise, to fill the void with fleeting distractions and temporary infatuations. But deep down, he knew. The way they smiled didn’t feel the same as your smile. Their perfume didn’t hold the same warmth as your scent. Their presence didn’t ground him the way yours did.

He tried to pretend, drowning himself in fleeting moments of connection that never quite fit. Night after night, date after date, he kept searching for something, someone, who could compare. But no matter how hard he tried, no one ever came close. It was maddening, the way his heart betrayed him, pulling him back to you over and over again—even if he couldn’t admit it.

The hardest part for him was facing the truth, the truth he kept locked away in the quiet corners of his mind. Admitting that every love story he tried to create failed because, at the center of it all, he didn’t want anyone else. He wanted you. And yet, even in his quiet moments of clarity, he couldn’t bring himself to say it—not to you, not even to himself. Because if he did, if he admitted what his heart had known all along, it would mean risking everything. And pretending seemed safer than the terrifying possibility of losing you entirely.

At least until now, when everything he had tried to suppress bubbled to the surface, as if the weight of it all became too much to bear. Lando pushed open the door to his apartment, his steps sluggish and deliberate. He knew you were there, waiting for him just as you always had, and somehow that knowledge made his chest ache even more.

You were sprawled on the couch, the dim glow of the room highlighting your figure. The sight of you, so familiar and comforting, momentarily took his breath away. Your head turned toward him, and your eyes softened as you took in his tired face, the sadness etched into every line. “Hey,” you murmured, your voice gentle yet filled with a quiet concern that only you could convey.

Lando didn’t reply. He didn’t need to. Instead, he moved closer, his body heavy with exhaustion—physical, emotional, all of it. Without a word, he carefully lowered himself onto the couch, leaning into you as though you were the only thing tethering him to solid ground. His head rested softly against your chest, his arms wrapping loosely around your waist. It was a silent plea, a surrender, a confession without words.

Your breath hitched for a moment, your hand instinctively lifting to rest in his hair, smoothing it down in slow, soothing motions. You didn’t press him for answers or try to speak; you just held him, feeling the weight of everything he couldn’t say. In that moment, it was as though the walls he had built around himself began to crumble, piece by piece, letting you in where no one else had ever been.

“What happened?” you asked softly, your fingers threading gently through his brown curls. You didn’t want to push him, didn’t want to overwhelm him, but the question lingered in the air, born out of the quiet concern you couldn’t suppress.

Lando’s voice came muffled against the curve of your neck, barely audible, yet heavy with emotion. “I ended things with Magui,” he admitted, the words falling like a stone between you. His face remained buried where it had found solace, as though he couldn’t bear to face the weight of what he’d just said.

You were quiet, your hand stilling for just a moment in his hair as the confession sank in. You weren’t sure what to think, what to feel. Relief? Sadness for him? Or perhaps, selfishly, the smallest flicker of hope? Your chest felt tight, an uneasy mix of emotions swirling inside you, but you didn’t let any of it show. Instead, you stayed there, holding him close, letting him find comfort in your silence. Sometimes, silence was louder than words ever could be.

The silence stretched between you, comfortable but bittersweet, as the weight of his confession and the unspoken emotions lingered in the air. You wanted to stay there longer, to let him find whatever peace he needed in your presence, but reality crept back into focus—a reminder that your time was running out.

You shifted slightly, your hand brushing against his shoulder as you spoke. “Lan, I fear I need to go,” you said softly, the regret evident in your tone. You couldn’t hide the pity that welled up inside you, knowing how fragile he was in this moment. “My flight is tomorrow morning, and I haven’t packed a single thing yet.”

For a moment, he didn’t react, his tired eyes locked on a point in the distance. Then, slowly, he loosened his hold on you, his hand falling away as he straightened up. “Yeah, right,” he murmured, his voice low and resigned, as though he were bracing himself for your departure.

You reached for the door handle, your fingers brushing against the cool metal, ready to leave it all behind. But before you could turn it, Lando’s hand shot out, wrapping gently but firmly around your wrist. The suddenness of it made you freeze, your breath catching in your throat. You turned your head slightly, surprised by the gesture, but you didn’t pull away. Something in his touch stopped you—something desperate, something raw.

He turned you around slowly, his grip never faltering. Your eyes barely had time to meet his, to take in the storm of emotions swirling in his gaze, before he closed the distance between you. Without a word, without hesitation, his lips crashed into yours, stealing the breath you didn’t realize you were holding. It wasn’t soft or tentative—it was urgent, filled with everything he couldn’t say, everything he had been holding back for far too long.

The world seemed to tilt for a moment, the weight of your anger, your hurt, your confusion all colliding with the intensity of his kiss. It was as if time had stopped, leaving only the two of you in that moment, tangled in emotions too big to name. And for the first time in what felt like forever, you weren’t sure whether to push him away or pull him closer.

“I want you, Y/n,” Lando mumbled, his voice barely above a whisper as he slowly pulled away. His gaze lingered on you, filled with an intensity that left you utterly speechless. Breathless, you stared at him, your mind racing to process the words that had just shattered the silence. “What?” was all you managed to say, your voice trembling as the weight of his confession settled over you.

“I love you, Y/n,” he repeated, his tone steadier this time, though the vulnerability in his eyes remained. “I always did.” The words hung in the air, raw and unfiltered, carrying the truth he had buried for so long. It was as if everything he had tried to suppress, every unspoken feeling, had finally broken free, leaving no room for doubt.

“None of these girls could give me what you can,” Lando said, his voice steady but filled with a vulnerability you’d never heard before. You blinked, trying to process his words, your heart racing as the weight of them settled over you. Did he just finally realize it? After all these years of standing by his side, of watching him fall for others while you quietly hoped he’d see you—was this the moment you’d dreamed of but never dared to believe would come?

“I’ve never loved anyone like I love you,” he continued, his tone soft but unwavering. There was no hesitation, no trace of doubt. His words weren’t laced with lust or fleeting passion—they were pure, raw, and deeply sincere. Loved. He loved you. And for the first time, you saw it in his eyes, clear as day, as though he’d been holding onto this truth for far too long.

He continued, “And I know I’m an idiot for telling you now, but—” The words tumbled from his lips like a rushing waterfall, unfiltered and raw, his emotions spilling out faster than he could control. But before he could finish, you leaned in, closing the distance between you.

Your lips met his, silencing the cascade of words with a kiss that spoke louder than anything either of you could say. It wasn’t rushed or frantic—it was deliberate, filled with all the emotions you’d both kept buried for far too long. In that moment, the world seemed to fade away, leaving only the two of you.

“I love you, Lan,” you said softly, your voice steady and filled with warmth as you smiled at him. The words felt natural, effortless—like they had always been there, waiting for the right moment to be spoken aloud.

Lando’s expression softened, his tired eyes lighting up with something new, something deeper. His lips curved into a faint smile, one that carried the relief and joy of finally hearing the words he had longed for but had been too afraid to hope for.

Shattered Memories {Masterlist}

Pairing: Peter Parker x Reader

Reader Type: Afab! Iron Spider! Silk! Avenger! Stark!

Length: Series (Longish, about 20 chapters)

Series Genre(s): Romance with Dramatic and Comedic undertones (if you squint)

Series Theme(s): Fluff, Angst, Smut (some Dark themes)

Series Summary: After Peter sacrificed his identity for the sake of the world, five years go by before he finds you back in his life again.

Series Content: Content from Civil War, Homecoming, Far From Home and No Way Home will be heavily present. Some content from other MCU movies and shows may come up here and there.

Series Warnings: 18+ {MDNI}, Mentions of substance abuse, alcoholism, s*icidal thoughts, self-harm, abusive relationship (not Peter x Y/N) in later chapters. warnings subject to change. Please proceed with caution.

Extra Content: A Few of my OCs are in here! Let me know if you want me to make a character list to reference.

You can also send in request for drabbles for this story/AU!

Updates: Fridays (may post chapters eariler, but there will usually always be an update on fridays)

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CHAPTERS:

Prologue: The Last Moment Before New Beginnings Chapter I: The Expo & The Files Chapter II: A Sense of Reunion Chapter III: A Sense of Reunion II Chapter IV: What Friends Are For Chapter V: The Do Over Chapter VI: Two Spiders, One Sorceress Chapter VII: Full of Feelings Chapter VIII: Lovers at the Gala Chapter IX: The Thread of Silk & Gold Chapter X: The Return of a Hero Chapter XI: Hummingbirds & Honeybees Chapter XII: Sunflower Love Chapter XIII: The Rumor & The Scandal XIV XV XVI XVII XVIII XIX XX (MORE TBA)

DRABBLES:

Two Peas in a Pod {Friendship with Gwen} A Sense of Reunion {Alternate Universe}

Mr. & Mrs. Hey Soul Sister Masterlist

Famous!Harry x You

*This story contains Mature and Explicit Content. Take care of yourself first, only consume what you feel comfortable with!💞*

~ Mr. & Mrs. Hey Soul Sister (Pt. 1)

You and Harry wake up after a wild, drunken night to find out you're more than strangers. You're married.

~ That's Daddy to You (Pt. 2)

You and Harry agree to stay married for a couple months until the press blows over.

~ Ask Me Nicely* (Pt. 3)

Harry happens to like being your good boy.

~ And They Were Roommates (Pt. 4)

You and Harry agree to live together. At least until you kill him.

~ A Losing Game* (Pt. 5)

You and Harry have agreed not to sleep together again. But maybe you need to remind him what he's missing.

~ Mrs. Harry Styles* (Pt. 6)

Turns out, Harry might be a terrible husband, but he sure can fuck.

~ Unbearable (Pt. 7)

You finally tell your best friend that you and Harry got married as a mistake. But maybe it doesn't feel like a mistake anymore...

~ Maybe (Pt. 8)

You and Harry decide that it might be time for a divorce.

~ Sign Here (Pt. 9 - Final)

Or maybe...being Harry's wife isn't so bad after all.

Check In:

~ You and Harry Are Having a Baby

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first time ✧✰

forever and ever ✧✰

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good girl ✧✰ [coming soon]

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masterlist (t.h.)

── TOM HOLLAND ──

The Interview

Unpredictable : Part Two : Part Three

The Assistant Job

The Boyfriend Tag

Boyfriend Does My Makeup Challenge

Chapstick Challenge

Star Spangled Man

Distance

Behind The Mask

A Christmas To Remember

All I Gave You Is Gone : Part Two

Hole In One

Everyday Things

One.. Too Many Tequila Shots

Roses & Chocolates

Hickies

SERIES:

Apartment 509 (Masterlist)

BLURBS:

Paparazzi Photo : Part Two

Laundry Day

Love At First Sight

Not Enough

Comic-Con Meeting

Disneyland Proposal

It’s Always Been You

Adopting A Dog

Just Wanted To Impress You

HEADCANONS:

Touring the world with Tom and Harrison

Secret Santa with the Hollands

Vlogging at 3 a.m. with Tom

OH, WHAT A WORLD: A ONE SHOT SERIES

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the early days (boyfriend!harry) ✨

from strangers to friends, friends into lovers.., or the classic friends to lovers scenario.

behind the scenes, or a glimpse of the sweet life while on tour with harry.

superstar, or when harry just wants to make you proud.

can’t admit when you’re sorry, or miscommunication at its finest.

good things fall apart, or when the distance gets too much.

the best days (husband!harry) ✨

hearts don’t break around here, or sweet confessions, revelations, and talks about marriage.

make you feel my love, or when harry gets down on one knee in italy.

when you’re ready, or an addition to your little family is considered.

the greatest gift of all, or when you tell harry you’re pregnant. 

the sweetest days (dad!harry) ✨

simply the best, or when you and harry go shopping for your little one.

sweetest devotion, or when harry and your little one have late night cravings.

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Series Masterlist:

IN PROGRESS SERIES

Daddies Girl: 36 year old Ethan Dolan, divorced single dad with a daughter riddled with mommy issues. Seemingly unstable and incapable of loving anyone besides his daughter—he steps foot into a no strings attached love affair with his daughters bestfriend. Lighting an Inferno of emotions.

Roses: Ethan can’t seem to find it in him to hurt you the way you crave, confiding in his twin brother is something he’s always done. This time when Ethan asks for advice, his gets a lot more than he bargained for.

Most Wanted: Detective Grayson Dolan is three months into his biggest case to date. His make or break moment. The murder of Antoniette May Clark. With developing intel on the rise, the last thing Grayson was expecting was to be blindsided by his soon to be ex-wife who’s just been assigned lead on his holy grail of cases.

Love After Death: When Ethan’s girlfriend, Tahlia Lamont, manages to deliver a healthy baby girl after a serious accident before ultimately succumbing to her extensive injuries—you’re left to pick up the pieces.

Camden Valley: Camden Valley has its long history—for a blink and you’ll miss it town, Ethan Dolan’s pretty well educated. When you move to town and start experiencing things that go bump in the night? Local ratbag Grayson Dolan introduces you to his not so social twin.

Timekeeper: Sometimes? we let money, fame and fortune get the better of us - it’s only when we finally lose the ones we love the most in this world, suddenly a single dollar holds no value.

Calliope.Reed Original character series in which we follow Ethan Dolan on his journey with the whirlwind girl that stole his heart. 

Bookworm: a series where Ethan Dolan falls in love with a girl who loves all things written. Which just so happens to play out in the same timeline as Grayson and Y/n from the clumsy in love series.

Clumsy in love: a series where Grayson Dolan is in love with an extremely clumsy girl. Which just so happens to play out in the same timeline as Laura and Ethan from the bookworm series

Spud: Chelsea (Spud) y/l/n is your pride and joy. As a single mum at a very young age you devoted the first two years of your daughters life to loving her, being the best mum you could possibly be. It was always you and your spud ~ Until you met Grayson Dolan.

The Marksman: When Grayson Dolan, the most senior chief sniper with the NCIS, is called to a hostage situation. He comes face to face with his greatest fear in life. His fiancée is on the hostage list.

The waitress: Ethan Dolan didn’t make a first Great impression - in fact? He was the last person you wanted to see again. But he couldn’t stay away.

Kids see ghost: You have a gift - you can see, hear, touch and talk to those who have past. It’s an all round thing that never truly goes away. Although you try suppress and deny your truly unique gift. In fear those you love will call you crazy -insane even. Halloween is always the strongest time of year - when the vail is at it thinnest and ghost of things past roam the earth as they once did.

Stranglehold: Grayson Dolan is one hell of a boxer, who just so happens to fall head first madly in love with a lover of all things history. A lover not a fighter.

Jealously: Bestfriend Grayson is extremely jealous over your ‘friendship’ with his camera Kyle. It’s nothing but a toxic triangle of lust and jealously - that you are very much addicted to.

Eye spy: Ethan Dolan. Criminal. Employed by some of the worlds most notorious crime bosses to take out the competition and keep their hands clean. You. Undercover law enforcement. Employed by the FBI to track down dangerous criminals - that would just so happen to include…..Ethan Dolan.

Bisexual!Ethan: Being bestfriends with Ethan and Grayson Dolan was always easy. Until you and Ethan started crushing on the same guy - their trusted cameraman and loyal friend. Kyle.

Worldgym: Ethan Dolan had no idea what to expect when he saw you walk through the threshold of the world gym he and his brother Grayson worked at.

DT entertainment - CEO!E: Ethan & Grayson Dolan. CEO’s of DT Entertainment - Grayson a smooth talking charm the pants off you type businessman. Ethan? A don’t take no for an answer, ruthless, cold hearted employer who’s only soft for his family.

Halftime: high school isn’t always easy, especially when you’re in love with Grayson Dolan.

COMPLETED SERIES.

A cheaters charm: Grayson Dolan had the world, until he started on a downwards spiral of heartbreak, betrayal and adultery. You thought you had the perfect man, until you found out he’d been unfaithful, dishonest and manipulative. But what’s even worse then being a cheater?

Dorm room: Frat!e series. Written with @persistence-ofmemories

Love me love me not: Bestfriend Grayson loves you. He loves you possibly more than he loves himself ~ but he’s an idiot. A jerk who can’t seem to get it right.

Forget me not: for a pair of best friends, you and Ethan are as close as they come. Practically dating some would say ~ only some don’t know boundaries. And some don’t know how to express their feelings.

Tramposo: when Ethan asked you for a threesome, the last thing you thought you would get was heartbreak.

Enterprise: after taking over her father’s enterprise Y/n is faced with the ever looming factor that she is undeniably a walking target. Rival Mob leader Grayson Dolan might just be her only chance in making her mark in the dangerous city of Fitzroy. 

Extremely wicked & shockingly evil: Y/n finds herself in a situation that causes her to consider she may have had a lapse in judgment when her supposed ‘soulmate’ has a moment of madness while driving. (Discontinued for now)

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Bittersweet - Teaser

Author: @bisexualprinxexx​ Paring: Stiles Stilinski x OC A/N: Guess who just added another WIP to their long list? That’s right, it’s me!

Anyway, this started with me wanting to read a Stiles x oc/reader that followed the trope enemies to lovers but couldn’t find any. I joked that I would write my own, @stiles-o-dylan24 said they’d love to read it and suddenly the idea started developing in my head and before I knew it I’m writing it down. This series will already be a little bit different because of the trope, but it will also be written mostly from Stiles’ point of view. The first chapters are just going to be glances throughout the seasons with my OC, Valerie Thomas, since she won’t get that involved with the main plot until season 3. So prepare for a few not so structured first chapters. Here’s a teaser to sustain you, and let me know if you wanna get added to the taglist! Wordcount: 563 Warnings: None.

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Stiles

”What’s Valerie Thomas doing here?”

Scott’s question got me jerking my head up, immediately looking in the same direction as him. In front of the bleachers by the lacrosse field stood a girl holding a clipboard. A girl I knew all too well. 

”Probably finding new ways to make my life miserable,” I said, groaning. Scott furrowed his eyebrows in confusion. 

“Still? I thought she’d be over 5th grade by now,” he said and I internally rolled my eyes. At first, I also thought she’d stop hating me by now. 

“Well, if it one thing that girl’s good at, it’s holding grudges,” I said, looking at her. I realized my mistake when she seemed to notice my gaze and turned her head towards us. She soon realized we’ve been the ones who were looking at her and grinned. Not the ‘I’m so happy and nice and carefree’ kind of grin, but the ‘I’m evil and I’m gonna do evil things just because I enjoy it’ kind of grin. 

”Stilisnki! McCall!” She called out as she started walking towards us. Valerie Thomas wasn’t the kind of girl that was supposed to look intimidating. She was shorter than me (not by much but still), she had blonde hair, doe-like blue eyes with a small button-nose. Not to mention the large number of freckles that covered her face. But her normally punk styled outfits, black lipstick and the purple streaks that were colored in her hair, paired with that evil grin she was always wearing around me… she just really scared me. 

“I didn’t know you two were on the lacrosse team,” she said once in front of us. “I must be blind then I guess, cause I’ve never actually seen you out on the field.” 

Typical, I thought. Valerie had been teasing me about my… lack of involvement in the team I was a part of ever since I joined in freshman year. 

“We could say the same thing about you,” I said looking down at her normal punk attire. For those few of you who don’t know what punk clothes look like, it basically involves a lot of black, leather, distressed fabric, rivets and safety needles. So only the really scary stuff. But it’s not exactly the best athletic attire. “What are you doing here, Thomas?”

“Coach needed an assistant. Apparently, it was pretty stressful keeping track of you guys last year- so I’m here to help him out. Which I should probably get back to. Good luck with practice! Hope you don’t suck but you’re gonna!” And with that sweet sentiment, she left. 

“Can’t she jump off her high horse for once?” I snorted. “Everyone knows she only got this ‘assistant job’ because she’s Coach’s favorite student.”

Scott nodded, before furrowing his brows in confusion once again. It was quite a common thing for him to do. 

“I wonder why he likes her so much. It doesn’t make any sense.”

“It’s probably because they’re so similar,” I muttered. Scott furrowed his eyebrows even more. 

“How are they-“

Scott was interrupted by a loud yelling from the bleachers. It was Valerie, yelling at the boys who had already started practice.  

“COME ON GUYS! RUN FASTER!” she yelled, clapping her hands to emphasize her words. “I COULD LITERALLY OUTRUN YOU IN EIGHT INCH HEELS RIGHT NOW! MY GRANDMA COULD RUN FASTER THAN YOU! AND SHE’S DEAD!”

I raised my eyebrows looking at Scott. 

“Okay- I see it now.”

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