Please Can You Write A Sequel Fic To Enzos Breakup Song Blurb, It Was So Good Im Not Even An Enzo Girlie

please can you write a sequel fic to enzo’s breakup song blurb, it was so good😭 i’m not even an enzo girlie but that did something to my heart ❤️‍🩹

n e e d y o u n o w

Includes : Lorenzo Berkshire

Genre : Angst, slight fluff?

Warnings : Light cursing, hints of toxic Enzo

Based on : Need You Now by Lady A

A/N : Thank you so much for the request, I hope you like it!!

It's a quarter after one

I'm all alone and I need you now

Her hands trembled as she read the letter. She had found a yellow envelope on her bed, immediately recognizing the handwriting detailing her name.

It had been four weeks since Lorenzo Berkshire had abruptly ended things with the young girl, and while he tried to pretend as though they were friends and he didn’t break her heart, she cut off all contact with him. She successfully managed to alter her schedule to where she would never see him in class nor the halls. And now, he had seemingly snuck into her room and laid a letter on her bed.

She wishes she could say that she doesn’t miss him, that she wanted nothing to do with him. But she’d be lying. She misses him like hell. She never thought she would fall in love so quickly, especially with the Slytherin boy. Yet, here she is. About to read the letter that would shatter all the walls she had built and would reopen all her healing wounds.

She opened the envelope, and read the contents of the letter.

Said I wouldn't call, but I lost all control

And I need you now

“My Dear Y/N,

I know you want nothing to do with me after how I left things, but, I’ve come to regret my decision. I miss you. Before you write me off as an ass, please know, that I love you. And, I broke up with you because I was scared. I was scared of how you changed me, even if it is for the better. I was scared because I never thought I could be loved the way you loved me, and I thought I didn’t deserve it. I still think I don’t deserve it.

But, I realized I am a fool. A fool who is irrevocably in love with you, and who wants a second chance.

Please, meet me in the Astronomy Tower tomorrow after curfew.

Much love,

Enzo.”

Tears were streaming down her face by the time she finished the letter. She didn’t know how to react or how to think. Should she meet him? He did break her heart and now seemingly want her back, and if this was one of her friends she’d tell them not to go back, that they’re better off. But, she can’t live with herself if she doesn’t at least show up to hear what he has to say. She decides she’s going to sleep it off, and decide the next day.

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It is 10 at night, past curfew, and she finds herself pulling her cardigan tighter around her as the chill from the Astronomy Tower cuts through to her bones. She felt stupid for even considering going to meet Enzo, but she couldn’t pass it up. Although she wishes she didn’t, she is madly in love with the boy.

Footsteps echoed up the stairs, and for a minute, she feared Filch had discovered her and would reprimand her for being out past curfew. However, the steps belonged to Enzo, her heart clenching at the sight of him. He looked surprised, as though he didn’t think she would actually show.

They stood staring at each other for a couple of seconds, sadness flooding both their eyes. He was first to break the silence.

“Thank you, for coming and giving me a chance to explain.”

Her heart dropped to her stomach after hearing his voice. She managed to avoid him for so long, she forgot how much she truly missed and yearned for the Slytherin boy.

When she didn’t answer, he continued, “I miss you, love. I know, it sounds ridiculous, but, it’s true. I was a fool for leaving you.”

“You didn’t just leave me, Enzo, you broke my heart. You broke all the faith and trust I had in you.”

She watched his Adam’s apple bob up and down. “I know. And I don’t even deserve you hearing me out. But, what I said is true. I was scared. I still am. I’m scared you’re going to realize you could do so much better and leave.”

“So you left me first?” Her voice grew louder as she spoke. “You should’ve come to me and talked to me about this, Enzo! But instead, you made me feel like complete garbage. I felt so heartbroken and stupid for ever thinking I could trust you. My friends constantly told me what a bad idea this was, but I didn’t listen! I gave you a chance, and look what you did!”

Tears began flowing from his eyes, her words felt like knives digging into his heart. “I know, love, and I’m so sorry. All I ask is that you give me one more chance. Give me one more chance to prove myself to you, and, I promise, if I mess up, I will never bother you again. Please.” She hated how his words affected her. He looked and sounded so sincere, she couldn’t help but lean towards accepting his apology and taking him back.

She thought his words over for a while, and, finally, she decided. “I’ll give you one more chance. But it’s not going to be easy. We can be friends first. Then, if I feel as though you are truly sincere, I’ll consider going out with you again.” She stepped towards him, “I am giving you one more chance, Berkshire. Don’t ruin it.”

With that, she walked off, a smile threatening to make its way onto her face. Although it wouldn’t be the same, she needed him as much as he needed her. Besides, it would be fun watching Enzo beg for her forgiveness.

And I don’t know how

I could do without

I just need you now

m a s t e r l i s t o f m a s t e r l i s t s

Requests are OPEN

✨harry potter

🪐the 100

✨pitch perfect

🪐criminal minds

✨the outsiders

🪐the bikeriders

When will pt.3 of so long London be out

I just posted it!

heyy :)

(if you’re open to this)

Could you do a jesse (from pitch perfect) x reader ?

Honestly this man doesn’t get enough love on tumblr and it’s so frustrating 😔😔

hope ur having a good day !! :)

d o n ’ t y o u ( f o r g e t a b o u t m e )

Includes : Jesse Swanson

Genre : Fluff

Warnings : Cursing

Based on : Don’t you (forget about me) by Simple Minds

A/N : Hi!! Thank you so much for requesting! I’m so sorry this is so short, I didn’t really know what to write but I hope it lived up to your expectations :)) have a good day, lovely!

She could feel the beads of sweat dripping down her face, her feet rushing her to her destination. She was running late to her class on her first day of school, mentally chiding herself for being so careless.

She wasn’t looking where she was walking, too distracted by the anxiety running through her body, when she walked right into somebody else. She instantly felt two strong hands grab her waist, hoping to steady her, and she also felt the unpleasant burn from the coffee she was hoping to drink on her torso.

“Ah, shit!” She exclaimed. She hadn’t yet looked at who she ran into, her attention on her burning chest.

“Are you okay?” A man’s voice asked. Realizing her mistake, she looked up, and she felt as though Cupid shot an arrow right through her heart. She became addicted to the chocolate brown eyes looking into hers, she fell in love with the lips that were downturned in concern. “Are you alright?” He asked again after receiving no response the first time.

She snapped out of her trance, “yeah! yeah, Im so sorry, that was totally my fault. I wasn’t looking where I was going.”

“Don’t worry about it,” she watched as his eyes trailed down to her coffee-stained shirt, and he winced. “I’m sorry about your shirt.”

“It’s alright, I’m more upset about the lost caffeine,” she joked, trying to have as long an interaction with the mysterious man as possible, her class long forgotten.

He stared at her for a moment, his lips tilting up into a smirk, “well, maybe we can get some coffee sometime, you know, to make up for it.” To say she was shocked was an understatement. She wasn’t expecting him to ask her out, she thought they would go about their days, his encounter with her far from his mind.

“I would love that!” She rushed out. She flushed from embarrassment at how quick she was to say yes, and he saw it too. He chuckled, eyes twinkling as they looked into hers.

“We could go now,” he suggested, something seemingly labeled as hope taking over his face and tone.

She hesitated, thinking about how horrible of a student she would be if she skipped class on her first day of college, but made the mistake of looking into his eyes, becoming enchanted into saying yes.

From that moment in time, a beautiful friendship bloomed, soon morphing into something more, something unforgettable.

Don't you, forget about me

Don't, don't, don't, don't

Don't you, forget about me

a l l t o o w e l l

Includes : Bellamy Blake

Genre : Angst, very little fluff

Warnings : Minimal use of Y/N, first person pov, mentions of fighting, mentions of praimfaya, not proofread

Based on : All Too Well by Taylor Swift

Wind in my hair, I was there, I was there

Y/N and Bellamy Blake had a complicated relationship from the start. From the moment the drop ship landed on Earth and Blake asserted his dominance over the 100, she despised him. He was arrogant, cocky, and rude.

However, Clarke Griffin, a close friend of hers, insisted on an “alliance” of sorts, claiming it was necessary for survival. And now, the girl has to bite her tongue as Clarke and Blake have become the leaders of the 100, the king and queen.

The 100 were currently working on building a wall around the campsite to help defend from the grounders. She had been helping put the walls up for hours, and was in desperate need of a break.

Even though she knew both Clarke and Bellamy would scorn her if they saw her, she snuck outside the camp and walked to a quiet meadow away from the chaos in the drop ship.

She sat on a log among the grass and flowers, breathing in the floral and earthy scents. She couldn’t help but look back on her time on the Ark and its stale, metallic scent. She was glad that she was among the few people to come back to Earth. She used to dream of feeling the blades of grass tickle the palms of her hands, the flower petals caressing her nose and cheeks, the scent of dirt and trees and leaves and greenery blessing her scent buds.

The snap of a twig brought her out of her nostalgic thoughts, defenses coming up immediately in fear of a Grounder. She didn’t think to bring a weapon with her, being in desperate need of a break.

She turned to find not a Grounder, but Bellamy Blake stalking towards her, a stern look on his face. “What are you doing out here?” He sounded angry.

It was her turn to scowl. “I’m taking a break, what are you doing?”

“I saw you sneak off. Are you insane? There are Grounders out here, and you didn’t even tell anyone you were leaving.”

“Jeez, Blake, I’m only a couple minutes away from camp. Plus, what do you care if a Grounder gets me?”

He seemed taken aback by her question. After a few seconds of silence, he finally spoke. “Of course I care. Keeping you guys safe is my responsibility.”

“Yeah, sure. Whatever.” They stared at each other for what felt like eons, until she patted the space next to her, inviting him to sit. Maybe it was the serene atmosphere that made her extend an invitation, or maybe it was the fact that she was tired of the constant battle between her and Bellamy. They were like ice and liquor, like water and vinegar.

He hesitated for a moment before moving to sit with her. The pair sat in silence, taking in the view in front of them. Maybe being in each other’s company wasn’t so bad.

Down the stairs, I was there, I was there

“Where is he?” She was frantic, eyes scanning the drop ship for Bellamy. Murphy had come back from being tortured by the Grounders, bringing an infectious illness along with him. They had spent hours taking care of the sick delinquents, when the girl had been told about Bellamy getting sick. Her and Bellamy had reached a sort of stalemate after their “moment” in the meadow. They didn’t hate each other, but they didn’t like each other.

She lies to herself, because, she does like him. More than she wants to. And now, hearing he’s sick with this deadly disease made her regret all the times she had argued with him.

“He’s here,” Clarke pointed to a secluded corner in the ship, where she saw Octavia leaning over her brother, a wet rag to his forehead. “You shouldn’t be in here,” Clarke warned, but the girl didn’t listen. She rushed to Bellamy’s side, and her heart broke seeing his face contorted in pain.

She took the rag from Octavia’s hands, “go rest.” She watched as Octavia smiled appreciatively, and walked away.

As she put the rag to Bellamy’s forehead, she saw Bellamy’s eyes open and focus on her, his chocolate irises burning with concern. “What- what are you doing?” Bellamy choked out. “You’ll get sick.”

She shushed him, smiling sweetly, hoping to bring some sort of comfort to the sick man. “It’s okay. Just close your eyes.” He stared at her a little longer, before deciding to close his eyes, knowing she would stay by his side the whole night.

Sacred prayer, I was there, I was there

“She did it,” Octavia whispered. Clarke had finally pulled the lever, destroying the City of Light along with A.L.I.E. Bellamy and Octavia watch as their friends and the citizens of Polis snap out of their trance, being relieved from A.L.I.E’s hold.

Bellamy, however, was focused on one person. Y/N. The girl he hated and grew to love. His girl.

After their experience in Mount Weather, Bellamy and her’s relationship evolved, growing closer together.

Unfortunately for Bellamy, she was forced to take the Key, making her forget her happy memories with Bellamy, and turning her into A.L.I.E’s most trusted soldier.

She had been fighting Bellamy and Octavia, using the skills she learnt from Octavia and the Grounders. Bellamy didn’t want to fight her. He hated the thought of hurting her. But her pursuit against him was relentless, her punches hurting more and more.

They were close to killing each other, until Clarke ended it all.

He watched as she snapped out of whatever trance she was in. Her eyes were glazed over with confusion, but they cleared once they landed on his. At once, she launched herself into his arms. He held tightly onto her, relief flooding his body.

She pulled back to look him in the eyes, tears streaming down her cheeks. “Bell,” she whispered. She pushed her lips onto his, letting the kiss speak the words she couldn’t say.

Bellamy kissed back with as much passion, feeling his crumpled heart straighten itself out again.

He was never going to let her go again.

It was rare, you remember it all too well

Bellamy watched down from the window of the ship, memories playing in his head like a film on a movie screen. However, this film wasn’t a happy one. This film was one of sadness, tragedy, betrayal. Bellamy regrets that moment every day of his life. He regrets the moment he had to leave his lover along with his best friend on Earth, abandoning them to radiation that would kill them.

If only things didn’t turn out this way. Bellamy lives every day in space plagued with dreams of what his life could’ve been. Of him being with her, hugging her, kissing her. Living a normal life. A life without Grounders, radiation, killer AI. A life where him and her could be happy. If only things were different.

If only the weren’t doomed from the start.

Bro please part 3 😭 I’m dying here

Just posted!!