I got home later than usual, I walked through the front door saw (Y/N) asleep on the sofa. I shook her shoulder to wake her up because it wasn’t safe for her to be sleeping uncomfortably when she was due to give birth anytime during the next week.
“Huh?” She said groggily.
“C’mon it’s 12:37 am, you must be uncomfortable sleeping there” I said helping her up. 
“Where have you been?” She said raising her eyebrows.
“We just finished recording the album” I explained.
“Well, what if I’d gone into labour? You didn’t have your phone, how could I have gotten in touch with you? This is your baby too you need to start taking responsibility!” She shouted at me. 
“Whoa! You knew I didn’t even want this kid! I’m only here because I have to be, if I had my way I’d have been gone months ago but I fucking can’t leave because my kid ‘depends’ on me” I shouted back.
“Cut the shit Tony! I know you…” she stoped mid sentence letting out a groan.
“What is it now?” I asked rolling my eyes.
“Fuck the baby’s coming” she moaned.
“Shit” I mumbled grabbing (Y/N)’s overnight bag.
I put the bag into the car while (Y/N) made her way outside I locked the house and jumped in driving to the hospital.
When we got to the hospital (Y/N) got into her room while I went to getsome water for her. 
I got back to the room and heard (Y/N) shouting I ran into the room and grabbed her hand. She squeezed it and shouted about how it was my fault. 
With one last push a baby’s cry flooded the room.
“It’s a beautiful baby girl” the doctor announced. 
The nurses cleaned her up and placed her gently into (Y/N)’s arms.
“She’s perfect” (Y/N) cried.
“Just like her mum” I whispered kissing her on the forehead. 
“I’m sorry I’ve been such a dick these past few months, I love you”
“I love you too” she said pecking my lips.
- Kaitlyn 
(Sorry if there are any mistakes, I wrote it on my phone)

I got home later than usual, I walked through the front door saw (Y/N) asleep on the sofa. I shook her shoulder to wake her up because it wasn’t safe for her to be sleeping uncomfortably when she was due to give birth anytime during the next week.
“Huh?” She said groggily.
“C’mon it’s 12:37 am, you must be uncomfortable sleeping there” I said helping her up.
“Where have you been?” She said raising her eyebrows.
“We just finished recording the album” I explained.
“Well, what if I’d gone into labour? You didn’t have your phone, how could I have gotten in touch with you? This is your baby too you need to start taking responsibility!” She shouted at me.
“Whoa! You knew I didn’t even want this kid! I’m only here because I have to be, if I had my way I’d have been gone months ago but I fucking can’t leave because my kid ‘depends’ on me” I shouted back.
“Cut the shit Tony! I know you…” she stoped mid sentence letting out a groan.
“What is it now?” I asked rolling my eyes.
“Fuck the baby’s coming” she moaned.
“Shit” I mumbled grabbing (Y/N)’s overnight bag.
I put the bag into the car while (Y/N) made her way outside I locked the house and jumped in driving to the hospital.

When we got to the hospital (Y/N) got into her room while I went to getsome water for her.
I got back to the room and heard (Y/N) shouting I ran into the room and grabbed her hand. She squeezed it and shouted about how it was my fault.
With one last push a baby’s cry flooded the room.
“It’s a beautiful baby girl” the doctor announced.
The nurses cleaned her up and placed her gently into (Y/N)’s arms.
“She’s perfect” (Y/N) cried.
“Just like her mum” I whispered kissing her on the forehead.
“I’m sorry I’ve been such a dick these past few months, I love you”
“I love you too” she said pecking my lips.

- Kaitlyn
(Sorry if there are any mistakes, I wrote it on my phone)


Could you do a Josh Franceschi one where the two of you are best friends and you’ve liked him for a really long time but you’ve never had the courage to tell him and then one day you go to visit him on tour and he starts being really mean so you spill how much you like him out of anger and kind in a “fuck you” sort of way and storm off but then he runs off and finds you and apologizes and tells you he loves you and fluff?

Shaking with excitement you knocked on You Me at Six’s tour bus.
“Josh, mate have you forgotten the code again?” Max laughed from inside.
The door swung open and Max’s cheeky face greeted you.
“Fucking hell (Y/N) what are you doing here?!” He shouted enveloping you into a hug.
“I came here to surprise you all” you laughed as he led you into the front lounge.
The band and crew ran toward you hugging you and telling you how much they missed you, even the guys from All Time Low had missed you.
You heard the bus door slam shut as Josh and Jack Barakat walk through with bags of alcohol. Jack ran toward you and swung you around kissing you on the forehead. You laughed and slapped his chest demanding to be put down.
He put you back on the ground and ruffled your hair.
“Joshie!” You shouted running to him.
“Hey (Y/N)” he smiled walking past you and putting the bags onto the kitchen unit.
“What’s up with him?” You mouthed to Dan, he shrugged his shoulders and went back to playing on his phone.
You went and joined Zack, Chris and Matt who were watching a random movie on TV.
“Let’s get this party started!” Alex shouted, everybody cheered and handed out drinks.
You saw Josh walking outside and decided to follow him.
“Josh?” You questioned cautiously as you approached him.
“(Y/N) can you just leave me alone please?” he pleaded.
“What’s up with you? You’ve been acting weird”
“Nothing!” He snapped.
“Whoa, calm down dude” you said trying to reason with him.
“No, (Y/N) you’ve ignored my calls for the past two days. Every call and text went rejected, how is that supposed to make me feel? You’re my best friend you always have been why would you just cut me off and turn up out of the blue as if nothing had happened?!”
“I knew I would ruin the surprise, If I had talked to you I would have told you I was coming here!” you screamed.
“I might as well just go back fucking home!”
You walked onto the bus and grabbed your bag storming out and slamming the door.
“Just stay” Josh said pulling on your wrist.
“Why?! You’ve made it clear you don’t want me here!” You shouted, your voice breaking at the end.
“Of course I want you! I fucking love you” He screamed.
He let go of your wrist and looked down to the floor kicking the gravel with his feet.
“I love you too” You whispered.
“What?” his head shot up looking you in the eyes.
“I love you” You said louder.
A smirk took over his face as he pulled you into his chest.
“I’m sorry” he muttered into your hair.
“It’s fine”
“It’s not, I love you, I shouldn’t be acting like this”
“It’s fine” you repeated kissing his chest.
“I love you, boo”
“I love you too baby”
- Kaitlyn

Could you do a Josh Franceschi one where the two of you are best friends and you’ve liked him for a really long time but you’ve never had the courage to tell him and then one day you go to visit him on tour and he starts being really mean so you spill how much you like him out of anger and kind in a “fuck you” sort of way and storm off but then he runs off and finds you and apologizes and tells you he loves you and fluff?

Shaking with excitement you knocked on You Me at Six’s tour bus.

“Josh, mate have you forgotten the code again?” Max laughed from inside.

The door swung open and Max’s cheeky face greeted you.

“Fucking hell (Y/N) what are you doing here?!” He shouted enveloping you into a hug.

“I came here to surprise you all” you laughed as he led you into the front lounge.

The band and crew ran toward you hugging you and telling you how much they missed you, even the guys from All Time Low had missed you.

You heard the bus door slam shut as Josh and Jack Barakat walk through with bags of alcohol. Jack ran toward you and swung you around kissing you on the forehead. You laughed and slapped his chest demanding to be put down.

He put you back on the ground and ruffled your hair.

“Joshie!” You shouted running to him.

“Hey (Y/N)” he smiled walking past you and putting the bags onto the kitchen unit.

“What’s up with him?” You mouthed to Dan, he shrugged his shoulders and went back to playing on his phone.

You went and joined Zack, Chris and Matt who were watching a random movie on TV.

“Let’s get this party started!” Alex shouted, everybody cheered and handed out drinks.

You saw Josh walking outside and decided to follow him.

“Josh?” You questioned cautiously as you approached him.

“(Y/N) can you just leave me alone please?” he pleaded.

“What’s up with you? You’ve been acting weird”

“Nothing!” He snapped.

“Whoa, calm down dude” you said trying to reason with him.

“No, (Y/N) you’ve ignored my calls for the past two days. Every call and text went rejected, how is that supposed to make me feel? You’re my best friend you always have been why would you just cut me off and turn up out of the blue as if nothing had happened?!”

“I knew I would ruin the surprise, If I had talked to you I would have told you I was coming here!” you screamed.

“I might as well just go back fucking home!”

You walked onto the bus and grabbed your bag storming out and slamming the door.

“Just stay” Josh said pulling on your wrist.

“Why?! You’ve made it clear you don’t want me here!” You shouted, your voice breaking at the end.

“Of course I want you! I fucking love you” He screamed.

He let go of your wrist and looked down to the floor kicking the gravel with his feet.

“I love you too” You whispered.

“What?” his head shot up looking you in the eyes.

“I love you” You said louder.

A smirk took over his face as he pulled you into his chest.

“I’m sorry” he muttered into your hair.

“It’s fine”

“It’s not, I love you, I shouldn’t be acting like this”

“It’s fine” you repeated kissing his chest.

“I love you, boo”

“I love you too baby”

- Kaitlyn

Anonymous asked:

hey did u get my zacky vengeance request xx

we sure did. i’m working on it right now. i’m going to try to get our inbox completely done because none of us have written in a while. 
~Kay

Request; one where tony perry’s son doesn’t want to play guitar but wants to sing like vic and his mom because he thinks it impresses the ladies more.

“Dad” your son, Jack, whined.
“Just put your hand like this” Tony said, showing him.
Jack glanced over to you and pulled a face; you chuckled and went back to writing in your lyrics book.
Tony was determined to get Jack to play at least one instrument so that he could be ‘as cool as his daddy’ (his words not mine)
“Tone he’s only five, he has all the time in the world to learn” I said folding my arms across my chest.
“But babe I-“
“I wanna sing like mummy and Uncle Vic” Jack cut him off.
“But little man the guitarist’s get the girls” He said resting a hand on his shoulder.
“But how come everybody likes Uncle Vic more?” Jack asked curiously.
I was laughing so much I had tears rolling down my cheeks.
Tony turned and shot me a dirty look which made me laugh even more.
“(Y/N)!” He shouted.
“It’s because the singers are usually the first person the fans connect with, mate” Tony explained.
“I still want to sing though” Jack pouted.
“How about you do both?” I spoke up.
He nodded enthusiastically.
“It’s getting late, let’s get you to bed little man” I said as he yawned.
I carried him to his room and got him dressed in his pyjamas.
“Night Mummy” He whispered kissing my cheek.
“Night baby” I said as I left the room.
I walked back downstairs and saw Tony messing around with Jack’s acoustic guitar.
“He’ll try when he’s ready” I mumbled walking behind him and putting my arms around his waist.
“I know but when I was his age I could play whole songs”
I rested my head into his back.
“Everybody’s different, he could do both singing and guitar playing, then we’d be beating the girls off with sticks” I laughed.
He turned around in my arms wrapping his own around me.
“Is it true what he said?” He asked pouting.
“What?”
“That girls prefer singers?”
“Of course not, if it were we wouldn’t be married with two children” I said smiling.
A look of confusion flooded his face.
“T-two?” he stuttered.
I nodded.
“Maybe this one will want to play the guitar” He chuckled, resting his hand on my stomach.
“I love you” He whispered kissing me.
“I love you too” I whispered back.
- Kaitlyn

Request; one where tony perry’s son doesn’t want to play guitar but wants to sing like vic and his mom because he thinks it impresses the ladies more.

“Dad” your son, Jack, whined.

“Just put your hand like this” Tony said, showing him.

Jack glanced over to you and pulled a face; you chuckled and went back to writing in your lyrics book.

Tony was determined to get Jack to play at least one instrument so that he could be ‘as cool as his daddy’ (his words not mine)

“Tone he’s only five, he has all the time in the world to learn” I said folding my arms across my chest.

“But babe I-“

“I wanna sing like mummy and Uncle Vic” Jack cut him off.

“But little man the guitarist’s get the girls” He said resting a hand on his shoulder.

“But how come everybody likes Uncle Vic more?” Jack asked curiously.

I was laughing so much I had tears rolling down my cheeks.

Tony turned and shot me a dirty look which made me laugh even more.

“(Y/N)!” He shouted.

“It’s because the singers are usually the first person the fans connect with, mate” Tony explained.

“I still want to sing though” Jack pouted.

“How about you do both?” I spoke up.

He nodded enthusiastically.

“It’s getting late, let’s get you to bed little man” I said as he yawned.

I carried him to his room and got him dressed in his pyjamas.

“Night Mummy” He whispered kissing my cheek.

“Night baby” I said as I left the room.

I walked back downstairs and saw Tony messing around with Jack’s acoustic guitar.

“He’ll try when he’s ready” I mumbled walking behind him and putting my arms around his waist.

“I know but when I was his age I could play whole songs”

I rested my head into his back.

“Everybody’s different, he could do both singing and guitar playing, then we’d be beating the girls off with sticks” I laughed.

He turned around in my arms wrapping his own around me.

“Is it true what he said?” He asked pouting.

“What?”

“That girls prefer singers?”

“Of course not, if it were we wouldn’t be married with two children” I said smiling.

A look of confusion flooded his face.

“T-two?” he stuttered.

I nodded.

“Maybe this one will want to play the guitar” He chuckled, resting his hand on my stomach.

“I love you” He whispered kissing me.

“I love you too” I whispered back.

- Kaitlyn

I don’t understand

I’m literally sitting at my desk in my last period class ON MY LAPTOP. It’s my personal laptop. I had an issue with my stepdad, so I didn’t sleep at home last night but I brought my laptop with me, because I need it. But yeah. It’s out on my desk and my teacher isn’t saying anything. Everyone’s laughing at me… And it’s not like I’m doing anything productive; I’m on tumblr. 
~Kay

Anonymous asked:

this a peculiar request; so, you’re African-American and you’re dating Vic Fuentes(2 yrs) and his parents and fans don’t really support your relationship, and they constantly heckle you. You’re the lead singer of a band as well and you also get a lot of hate bc ‘you can’t be a rock singer bc of your race’ and it’s all really starting to take a toll on you and you just break down and Vic comforts you. and the next day you play a kickass set and prove everyone wrong

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this a peculiar request; so, you’re African-American and you’re dating Vic Fuentes(2 yrs) and his parents and fans don’t really support your relationship, and they constantly heckle you. You’re the lead singer of a band as well and you also get a lot of hate bc ‘you can’t be a rock singer bc of your race’ and it’s all really starting to take a toll on you and you just break down and Vic comforts you. and the next day you play a kickass set and prove everyone wrong.

"Y/N is such a shit singer why is Vic with her?"
"Did you see what Y/N was wearing during their set #whore."
Just two of the comments I got on a daily basis. I love Vic but I’m just sick to death of  all of the comments. I met his parents last week and it was obvious that they didn’t like me. We had just finished our set and I had to go to a signing, when I got there I could see alot of people lined up. A couple of girls that were wearing PTV shirts came up to me. “What can I sign for you two?” One of the girls scoffed “You? You’re the worst singer I have ever heard and I thought black people were supposed to be able to sing.” Those words hurt I tried my best not to cry but it was hard, after the girls left laughing I put my head in between my hands and I felt a presence infront of me “don’t listen to them.” They said  I looked up it was another girl “They are just trying to get to you and personally I think you are a great singer and despite what anyone says you deserve Vic you make a wonderful couple.” She smiled at me and I smiled back “thank you that means a lot.” I gave her a hug and meeet a few more people before heading to Pierce The Veil’s tour bus. The same girls that I met and the meet and greet were there aswell I sighed put then muster up all the confidence I can and walk over. JUst as I punch in the code on the lock I hear from behind me “oh great, it’s you again.” I turn around “excuse me?” She and her friend look at me up and down “why don’t you just do everyone a favour and go kill yourself.” That was it I run inside the bus and start crying, I can still hear the girls laughing. After a while I’m still crying when I hear the bus door open “Y/N?…” I look up and quickly wipe my tears when I see Vic “Hi” He looks at me “Y/N what’s wrong?” “Nothing Vic” he looks at me sceptically “Y/N tell me. Please?” I start to cry again, when I finished telling him  he is holding me really tightly. “Y/N do you know what you need to do?” “What?” I ask turning to look at him “you need to show everyone they are wrong about you.” I get a smile on my lips “and I know just what to do I say getting up and running out of the bus. Before our next set I’m going over what I’m going to say in my head and as I run on stage with the rest of the band I wave to the crowd. “Before we start I’d like to say something” I begin “as you’ll know by now I’m dating Vic Fuentes and some fans don’t like that. Even less of you like the fact that I’m just here well I want to tell all of  you this. I don’t care, I don’t care what you think or what you say, not anymore. Hiding behing a keyboard is such a cowardly thing to do and you are making the person you are saying it to feel like shit how you can feel good about doing this I’ll never understand. If  you are going through something like this right now then please let me tell you this, they are not worth your time or your tears please stay strong and I love you.” And with that we played one of the best sets we have ever done, when I came off stage I found Vic waiting for me. He hugged me “I’m so proud of you Y/N, you really showed them. I love you” he said kissing me., “thank you Vic. I love you too” I said kissing back.
I’m sorry this took so long I hope you like it anon. Requests are welcome
 Ione xx