My very first masterpiece by the one and only @/artbyainna and I’m so emotional right now. My babies in Everything Has Changed singing together … they’re so in love! Thank you Ainna, you are LITERALLY the best. Same time next month yeah?
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Suddenly, the door to the music room slammed shut so loudly that Ella thought she peed her pants. She turned and saw a smiling Liam.
“You scared the shit out of me! And aren’t you supposed to be in class?”
“I’m sorry,” Liam moved to grab a guitar and sat next to her on the bench. “Classes are done early.”
“Early?” Ella’s eyes narrowed. “You mean you left early.”
Liam shrugged. “Tomato, tomato.”
“You really do this every week?”
“Only when you’re here,” he flashed her that charming smile and Ella could only roll her eyes. “I didn’t mean to scare you. I was listening to you sing. I shut the door to give us privacy.”
Ella arched her brow. “Privacy?”
Liam chose to ignore her question. “I know that song you were singing.”
“Really?”
He nodded.
“I like singing in my spare time,” Ella smiled. “I don’t have any siblings to do this with.”
“I’ll play with you.”
Ella’s eyes widened in surprise. “You know how to play that?”
Liam smiled. “I know how to play everything. Keep going please.”
A little birthday sketch of Liam and Ella for my dear friend by the talented @neonravensart P, thank you so much for always being in my corner and sending me videos of freaking cute animals to make me smile. You are the best cheerleader ever! Love you a butt ton!
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I know it’s been a long, long time since I’ve been on here and posted anything but I wanted to share this gorgeous fanart done by the amazing @gokushairgel thank you for bringing my babies to life and being my popcorn soulmate!
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“What do you want for Christmas this year?” Ella tossed a kettle corn up into the air and Liam caught it in his mouth.
“I don’t need or want anything, love,” he tossed one up in the air and cheered when Ella caught it.
“You say that every year,” she protested.
“It’s true though,” Liam caught another kettle corn in his mouth before doing the same for her. “I just want you.”
“Fine, I’ll figure out something,” Ella munched as she shook her head.
“Alright, alright, I do want something,” Liam smiled as his heart thrummed in his chest.
“What?”
“A fiancé.”
Ella froze mid-throw, the kettle corn landing on the floor next to Liam. “A-”
“You heard me, I said fiancé,” he smirked as he looked down at her bag of kettle corn. She followed his gaze and gasped when she saw a diamond ring. “Ella Christianne Brooks, will you-”
“YES!” She tossed her bag into the air and jumped up to tackle him onto the wooden floor. “Yes, Liam!”
“Ouch, love,” he murmured between kisses. “Can you maybe find that bag with the ring?”
“I don’t want anything but you,” she mocked.
“Very funny … but seriously it was really expensive,” Liam pleaded.
“Okay fine,” she stood and began to look around the room. “Put it on my finger and we’re doing it in the living room.”
Liam’s jaw slacked. “Against the window?”
“Yep,” Ella’s smoldering look made his cock jump in his grey sweats. “With all the lights on.”
“Merry Christmas to me,” Liam yelled as he searched for the engagement ring.
Because I was missing our TRT babies @ofpixelsandscribbles thank you for this gift and thank you @neonravensart for capturing our group so well (as usual)
“I hope you don’t mind me being too forward, but I know that this is your first time in Cordonia, I would love for you to experience just some of the finest things that our country has to offer. There is an exquisite dining place that the three of you may enjoy. I can make an arrangement for you, if you like. Consider it as my welcoming gift. ”
“A recommendation from the prince himself? Sounds cool! Besides, I’m always down to trying new things, so I’m in!” Bryce replied exuberantly as he turned to Liam with an eager smile.
“I’m with Bryce!” Aera agreed enthusiastically as her arm unconsciously linked with Bryce’s, much to the latter’s enjoyment.
“Well, if you insist, how can we refuse?” Ella shrugged her shoulders with a grin, making Liam chuckle in response.
Ohhhhhh my soul it’s been 359305729 years since I wrote a damn thing and it hurt my brain. Thanks to some coaxing (and messages from @foreverethereal123 ) I have some WIPs. I’m not even going to tag a bunch of people because, let’s face it, it’s been so long and I don’t think anyone except a few people really care
These are for you P!
Broken Pieces (Liam x Ella; Ella x OC) -> thank you @burnsoslow for this idea! Love you
Ella’s eyes widened in fear. “Jay, you have to stop … don’t-”
“Don’t fucking tell me what to do, Ella!” The gun in his hand slightly trembled as he moved it from her to Drake. “Is this your new man?” Jay’s eyes narrowed, his mouth curled into a devilish smirk. “He looks like a piece of shit to me.”
Drake clenched his jaw in anger. He knew if he antagonized this psychopath it wouldn’t do him or Ella any good. His first priority was getting her away from that gun. He lifted his hands in the air and attempted to make peace. “She and I are just friends, nothing more-”
“Bullshit!” Jay lifted his arm and fired a single bullet into the air. “No. More. Lies.”
**
You’ve Got A Way - The Loft (Liam x Ella)
“Why did you bring me here?” Drake hissed as his eyes darted around the room. “I knew this was shady as fuck!”
“Shut up, Walker, all we said was there would be good whiskey and you got in the car,” Leo snickered.
“I need new friends,” Drake mumbled as he wandered off in search of said whiskey.
Max surveyed the room. “Where’s he going? Our party has to stay together.”
Leo shrugged. “No idea but that blonde over there has me written all over her.”
“That’s not how speed dating works, Leo!” Max grabbed his friend’s arm to keep him in place. “Where did Liam and Ella go?”
Leo turned his head and jutted his chin out. “They’re over there bickering by the entrance.”
Maxwell’s eyes widened. “Shit. If looks could kill-”
“They’d both be dead,” Leo finished as they made their way to the doors to hear better.
Characters belong to Pixelberry; Ella Brooks belongs to me; Alyssa Devereaux belongs to the amazing @burnsoslow
Summary: The Loft AU that takes place after Drake proposed to Alyssa in @burnsoslow ‘s last birthday fic It’s Your Love.
A/N: My sweet Burnsy, this is my THIRD birthday fic for you - can you freaking imagine???? We’ve known each other for three years! I will keep this short and sweet -> I can’t even begin to fathom what would have happened if we never became soul sisters. I love you, our hilarious conversations, the fact that I can watch football with you and you don’t judge me for the shit I say, and that you always finish my thoughts and take the words right out of my mouth. Thank you for always having my back, for believing in me, and for loving me really hard. I hope you loved your early gift and this fic! P.S. posting now because it’s your birthday on the east coast and I’m falling asleep
A/N2: Also participating in @wackydrabbles this week (after 573925639 bazillion years), prompt will be in bold.
Characters belong to Pixelberry; Ella Brooks belongs to me; Alyssa Devereaux belongs to the amazing @burnsoslow
Summary: The Loft AU that takes place after Drake proposed to Alyssa in @burnsoslow ‘s last birthday fic It’s Your Love.
A/N: My sweet Burnsy, this is my THIRD birthday fic for you - can you freaking imagine???? We’ve known each other for three years! I will keep this short and sweet -> I can’t even begin to fathom what would have happened if we never became soul sisters. I love you, our hilarious conversations, the fact that I can watch football with you and you don’t judge me for the shit I say, and that you always finish my thoughts and take the words right out of my mouth. Thank you for always having my back, for believing in me, and for loving me really hard. I hope you loved your early gift and this fic! P.S. posting now because it’s your birthday on the east coast and I’m falling asleep
A/N2: Also participating in @wackydrabbles this week (after 573925639 bazillion years), prompt will be in bold.
Characters belong to Pixelberry; Ella Brooks belongs to me; Alyssa Devereaux belongs to the amazing @burnsoslow
Summary: The Loft AU that takes place after Drake proposed to Alyssa in @burnsoslow ‘s last birthday fic It’s Your Love.
A/N: My sweet Burnsy, this is my THIRD birthday fic for you - can you freaking imagine???? We’ve known each other for three years! I will keep this short and sweet -> I can’t even begin to fathom what would have happened if we never became soul sisters. I love you, our hilarious conversations, the fact that I can watch football with you and you don’t judge me for the shit I say, and that you always finish my thoughts and take the words right out of my mouth. Thank you for always having my back, for believing in me, and for loving me really hard. I hope you loved your early gift and this fic! P.S. posting now because it’s your birthday on the east coast and I’m falling asleep
A/N2: Also participating in @wackydrabbles this week (after 573925639 bazillion years), prompt will be in bold.
Characters belong to Pixelberry; Ella Brooks belongs to me; Alyssa Devereaux belongs to the amazing @burnsoslow
Summary: The Loft AU that takes place after Drake proposed to Alyssa in @burnsoslow ‘s last birthday fic It’s Your Love.
A/N: My sweet Burnsy, this is my THIRD birthday fic for you - can you freaking imagine???? We’ve known each other for three years! I will keep this short and sweet -> I can’t even begin to fathom what would have happened if we never became soul sisters. I love you, our hilarious conversations, the fact that I can watch football with you and you don’t judge me for the shit I say, and that you always finish my thoughts and take the words right out of my mouth. Thank you for always having my back, for believing in me, and for loving me really hard. I hope you loved your early gift and this fic! P.S. posting now because it’s your birthday on the east coast and I’m falling asleep
A/N2: Also participating in @wackydrabbles this week (after 573925639 bazillion years), prompt will be in bold.
Warnings: Adult language; sexual innuendos; possible stereotyping; mentioning of pubic hair. It’s the Loft guys, so just be prepared for anything.
Words: 3180
There’s not much that you can say, To stop me from falling in like I am
Even the waves can’t wash away our names in the sand
Never could, never can
It had been a week since Drake popped the question to Alyssa and the two had all but disappeared in his bedroom. The only way the gang knew they were alive was the banging of the headboard against the wall for a straight hour or the imperceptible noises of lovemaking. When Leo finally got Drake by himself in the kitchen, he talked him into going out that night for a drink.
“Where are we going? What are we doing? Who’s going?”
“Your bar, the one we always go to, Walker,” Leo raised his brow questioningly. “Why are you acting all squirrely?”
“I’mnot being squirrely, I just want to spend time with my fiancé rather than go to a sausage fest,” Drake retorted.
“She can come too, El is going to be there,” Leo shrugged and walked off, leaving Drake sitting at the kitchen island as Liam strolled in, whistling.
“What’s that face for?”
Drake shook his head. “Leo. There’s nothing left to say.”
Liam nodded with a chuckle. “So, long time, no see,” he smirked at his best friend. “You’re enjoying engaged life.”
“Yeah,” Drake grinned. “It’s been fucking awesome.”
Liam poured himself a mug of hot coffee and took a sip. “Well, I’m glad you’re headed out with us tonight, you know, so you can see someplace other than your bedroom.”
“I happen to like my bedroom, thank you very much.”
“Because the woman of your dreams is in there,” Liam pointed out with a knowing smile. “I’m proud of you.”
Drake looked up from pouring his coffee with a quirked brow; His best friend knew him better than anyone. “Yeah?”
Liam nodded. “You’ve been through a lot, not wanting to settle down at first, having your heart broken at times, and then swearing off women-”
“I was in a dark place,” he explained as he brought his mug to his lips. “It was rough.”
“That’s what I mean, Drake. You were in a dark place, and Lyssa brought you into the light.”
Later that night
While Ella and Lyssa sat at the bar with their glasses of champagne to celebrate, the guys relaxed in their regular booth while Max brought over a round of beer.
“This is on me guys,” Max chirped as he handed the glasses out. “Just for our friend Drake.”
Leo gulped his beer and pursed his lips. “You know what you never told us, Walker?”
“What’s that?”
“How you met Alyssa,” he paused as he took another sip of his drink. “And how you managed to hide her existence from us for six months.”
Drake smirked. “Well … it wasn’t easy when Liam and Ella were around because those two are so damned observant. But you guys” - he gestured to Max and Leo - “are dumb as shit.”
“What are you guys up to?” Ella and Alyssa appeared at the table with knowing smirks on their faces.
“The guys asked how I kept you a secret from them in the beginning,” Drake wrapped his arm around his fiance as she crawled into the booth next to him.
Alyssa dimpled. “In my defense, I wanted to meet everyone.”
“Yeah, but I didn’t.”
“You were not subtle, Walker,” Ella snorted as she plopped onto Liam’s lap and nuzzled her face into his neck, his arms instinctively coming up around her waist.
“I just didn’t want these idiots to embarrass me!” Drake cocked his head towards Leo and Max who gave him shocked expressions.
“Rude!” “I just bought you a drink!”
Lyssa waved both her hands in the air to stop the incoming argument. “I’ll tell you guys how I met this handsome guy.”
A year ago
Alyssa Devereaux was sick of meeting douchebags. These guys were hot but they were either really, really stupid or just creeps. As she walked down Anaheim Blvd, she saw the bar where she was supposed to meet this guy her coworker set her up with.
“This place looks like it’s crawling with egotistical idiots,” Lyss mumbled to herself. She didn’t even know this guy’s name, her coworker saying she didn’t want her to judge him from that. Which was already a bad sign. Alyssa was instructed to look for a tall man with a beanie and a red rose. She took a deep breath in and made her way inside the bar. A very drunk person was up on the stage singing a bad rendition of Ain’t No Mountain High Enough by Diana Ross.
Lyssa scanned the bargoers and saw a tall man in the corner booth with a beanie and a red rose. He spotted her immediately and waved; she gave him a small smile and waved back. Okay, well, at least he’s cute. They made their way towards each other and she found herself engulfed in a very big hug.
“Hi! You must be Alyssa?” He asked, hopeful.
She nodded. “Yes, and you are?”
“I’m Chet! Jessica told me you were beautiful, but … my God!” His eyes were wide as he took in Lyssa’s flawless porcelain face and short frame.
Her eyes were wide as well. “Y-your name is Chet?”
“Yup!” The man grinned proudly. “Let’s go sit! I ordered drinks already, Jess said you like white claws!”
Alyssa shrugged and looked around the bar, it was a small establishment but it had pinball machines, arcade games, a basketball hoop, a karaoke stage in the other corner of the room … she may have misjudged-
“So, you’re a teacher?” Chet asked, interrupting her thoughts, as they sat across from each other.
She nodded. “Jess and I work together, I run the reading program.”
“Damn, that’s awesome. I wish I learned to read good.”
Alyssa’s brows furrowed and she sat forward in her seat. “I’m sorry, you what?”
“Yeah! I never got to learn to read really good, I told my Nana that I wanted to be a street artist!”
Lyss pursed her lips and nodded. “I … see.”
Chet smiled and slammed a hand on the table, making their drinks rattle on the old wood. “She told me she wanted me to finish school but I was like screw you Nana! I’m gonna be a street artist and not just any street artist, but a sick as fuck street artist yo.”
“Right,” she picked up her white claw and took a large gulp. It’s going to be a long night.
Chet, unphased by her answers and facial expressions, continued his story. “Like, some people look at a wall and just see a wall, you know? But for me, I look at a wall and I see a damn dolphin with a cool backpack or Cookie Monster handing out tacos!”
“Oh! Tacos, do they have those here?”
“Yeah! Go ahead and order what you want, I gotta tinkle,” he ran up from his seat and walked towards the back of the bar.
Tinkle? Alyssa closed her eyes, covered her face with her hands, and groaned. She wasn’t even 15 minutes into this date and she already wanted to jump ship. Why did her friends and coworkers want to set her up? She was a 26-year-old woman who was single in Los Angeles. That’s why. Lyss fished her phone out of her purse and began scrolling through her contacts in hopes of finding someone that could bail her out.
Chet returned from the bathroom and his monologue went on for another 45 minutes. Lyssa was only able to nod, say one or two-word answers, or fake laugh at something he said.
Drake sat on a barstool across from Chet and Alyssa as he nursed his third glass of whiskey. He had just finished up a meeting with a potential client that wanted to invest in his bar and decided to stay for a few drinks. The bar wasn’t that big, and the drunk woman on the stage that was attempting to sing Build Me Up Buttercup by The Foundations finally finished her set, so he was able to hear most of the couple’s conversation. He noticed the gorgeous, dark-haired woman as soon as she walked in, but hid his dismay when the dumbass in a beanie stood and waved at her. Those starving artist types always get the girl, he thought to himself. But as the night wore on, he kept smirking or hiding his smile with his glass at the things the moron would say. The woman had no interest in him, not having said more than two words at a time, not that she could speak over this douche anyway. Drake watched the beanie man stand and make his way to the restroom again and then tilted his head as the woman closed her eyes and put her hands against her temples, looking like she was about to cry.
Maybe it was the whiskey, maybe it was how gorgeous this woman was, or maybe it was just the fact that everything this dude said was just stupid … but Drake wanted to help her. He drained the rest of his whiskey and made his way to the booth. “Excuse me, I’m sorry to bother you, but … are you okay?”
Lyssa opened her eyes and was startled to see a gorgeous man wearing a gray t-shirt that accentuated his perfectly chiseled chest and arms staring at her. “Oh,” she cleared her throat. “I … am not okay actually,” she turned and peered towards the back of the bar where the bathrooms were, then turned back to face him. “This is the worst date in the history of dates and I’ve been trying to get the fuck up out of here, but he won’t shut up.”
The man nodded, trying to hide a smile. “Well, he’s on his way back, so just follow my lead.”
Alyssa furrowed her brows in confusion, and before she could say anything, Chet returned to the table.
“I want to paint the walls of that bathroom so bad,” he gestured behind him. “I want to be like Michael D. Angelo and just go to town!”
Drake and Alyssa stifled their laughter.
“Do you mean Michelangelo?”
“No, no,” Chet shook his head fervently. “It’s Michael D. Angelo!” He turned to look at Drake. “Hey dude, can I order a sco-ro? And whatever the lady wants.”
Drake arched his brow. “A … sco-ro?”
“A scotch on the rocks, bro.”
“Right,” he looked at Lyssa, then back at Chet. “Sure, well, I’m Drake, I own this bar and a phone call came in for-”
“Alyssa,” she added with a smile.
Drake smiled back. “A phone call came in for Alyssa, there’s a family emergency and she needs to leave right now.”
“Oh shit!” Chet put his hand on his forehead. “Go, Alyssa! Go save the day!”
Without giving it another thought, she grabbed her purse and stood from her seat. “Thank you, Chet, have a good one!”
Drake quickly matched Lyssa’s steps and ushered her out of the bar. He continued to walk with her down the street until she saw another bar and quickly pulled him inside.
“Oh my God, that was so fun,” she giggled and Drake felt his knees go weak at the sound.
He grinned down at her. “You’re welcome. I’m sorry I stuck my nose in there, but I overheard part of the conversation and thought you might need a save.”
“He has a tattoo that says Warrior Poet,” she said in a deadpanned tone. “And he tipped the bartender with a sketch of a hip hop ninja.”
Drake snorted. “He called a scotch on the rocks a sco-ro.”
“Yes!” Alyssa let out a loud laugh. “What the fuck?”
After a few minutes of both of them laughing like lunatics in the corner of a bar, Lyss looked around. “Hey, this isn’t as cool as your bar,” she dimpled. “Was that really your bar?”
“Yeah,” Drake gave her a sad smile. “I have to go back in a little bit. I just wanted to make sure you got out of there safely.”
Both of them didn’t move as they stared at each other.
“Oh. Okay, well, thank you,” she whispered, Drake could barely hear her but he could have sworn there was disappointment in her voice.
“You’re welcome, Alyssa.”
“I parked just across the street from here,” she gestured to the door.
Drake nodded. “I’ll walk you.”
The pair walked in silence, both trying to figure out how to see the other again, but trying not to look too desperate.
Alyssa dug into her purse and found her keys, clicking the alarm so her door unlocked. “This is me. I appreciate you walking with me.”
“Of course,” Drake stared into her clear blue eyes, then drifted down to her plump lips. They began to move and all he could do was stare. “I’m sorry, what?”
“Can I give you a hug for saving me?”
He leaned down - way down - and wrapped his arms around her tiny waist. He felt her arms come around his shoulders and shivered at how her fingers raked through the hair at the nape of his neck. “Alyssa.”
“Lyss.”
He pulled back a little bit to look at her face. “Huh?”
“My friends call me Lyss or Lyssa,” those dimples made another appearance and he swore he would pull down the moon and fucking stars just for her to keep smiling at him like that.
“Lyssa, would you mind if I … um, took you out to eat? For lunch? Or dinner? Whatever you’re hungry for,” he felt a wave of nervousness course through him and he started to babble. “I mean … if you want to, that is. And not at my bar. We can go anywhere-”
She let out a laugh. “Yes, I’d love that, Drake.”
Present-day
“You’re such a simp, Walker!” Leo howled as he slammed his hand on the table with a laugh.
Ella’s eyes were wide. “You’re so … marshmallow-y and sweet, Drake! Do we even know you?”
“Heis sweet,” Lyss grinned as Drake blushed a crimson color.
“Okay, okay, enough about knowing me-”
“Well, I know something you all definitely don’t know about me,” Max announced. “Since we’re talking about all that, I blew my nose once and a bug came out.”
“We wereall there when that happened,” Ella pointed out.
Alyssa grimaced. “It was at my birthday brunch.”
“Alright, so how did you hide being in a relationship around the loft?” Liam questioned.
Drake and Lyss looked at each other. “Well …”
Three months into their relationship
“Your roommates always yell at each other like that?” Alyssa whispered as she curled against Drake’s side in his bed.
“Leo and Max usually go back and forth for a bit and then they chill out afterward and start eating cheese,” he chuckled. “Or Liam comes out and tells them to shut up. They’re like an old married couple.”
“I want to meet them.”
“They’re so ridiculous, baby,” Drake ran a hand up and down her soft arm. “And I don’t want to share you yet.”
A few hours later, when Drake thought the living area was empty, he snuck Lyss out of his bedroom and they both crept towards the front door.
“Drake! Is that you?”
The pair panicked and frantically looked around for somewhere Lyss could hide. Drake pushed her behind the couch and folded his arms across his chest in an attempt to look natural. “What?”
Max appeared from around the corner. “You’ve been holed up in your room for two days, I didn’t know if you died or not.”
“I’m alive, but I’m headed out so-”
“Oh! Where are you going? Leo!” Max hollered as he pounded on the bathroom door. “Let’s go out with Drake!”
Drake shook his head. “No, I-”
“Okay!” Leo’s voice sounded over the water running in the sink. “Give me a minute, I have a patch of pubic hair I need to get!”
“Ew!” Alyssa said from behind the couch and gagged.
Max turned. “What was that?”
Drake’s eyes widened and then coughed. “Ew, Leo, what the fuck?”
“Yeah, ew,” Max echoed. “Use your ball shaver and let’s go! I charged it after I used it.”
Drake scrambled to think of a way Alyssa could leave without being spotted. He feigned shock as he looked out the loft windows. “Beaumont! Is that Taylor Swift?!”
He had never seen his lanky friend run so quickly, his face plastered to the glass. “Where?!”
Drake waved at Lyss behind the couch for her to get up and move. She ran towards the front door, opened it, and scampered into the hallway out of sight.
“That wasn’t Taylor Swift, Drake,” Max turned away from the window with a pout. “But she does have a hat like that.”
Standing in front of the door and letting out a relieved sigh, Drake shrugged. “Sorry.”
Present-day
The gang let out wild bouts of laughter.
“That shit only worked with Max and Leo,” Drake said as he wiped the moisture from the corner of his eyes.
“They’re so gullible,” Ella snorted.
Leo rolled his eyes. “Alright, well even when we knewyou were together, it was still weird.”
Seven months into their relationship
Drake and Alyssa sat at the kitchen island, Lyss feeding him a grape and then kissing him.
Leo gave them a look of disdain. “It’s just food!”
Lyss giggled. “I know it’s super annoying being around a couple, I’m sorry, Leo.”
“I’m not sorry,” Drake smirked as he obligingly opened his mouth for the pineapple Lyss fed him.
Max stared at the couple with widened eyes. “It’s super annoying and super weird to be around Drake in a relationship. It’s freaking me out” - Leo elbowed Max in the side - “I mean freaking us out. Plus you’re freaking out the cat. He’s actually never going to experience real lovemaking!”
“I think you’re too into your cat, Beaumont,” Drake said with a shake of his head.
“He needs to get crazy and get his freak on! He’s getting snipped next week! What should we do?”
“A cat bachelor party?” Lyss suggested.
“How did we get to talking about his cat’s balls and kitty sex?!” Drake bellowed.
“The cat needs to go, Max,” Leo said sternly.
Alyssa had to know. “Why?”
“They carry disease, are obsessed with my nipples and they areunwelcome in this loft.”
“Your nipples?” She squeaked.
“Alright, we’re done here,” Drake stood from the barstool and tugged at his girlfriend’s arm.
“Where are we going, baby?”
“To my room, where we don’t talk about cat genitalia or my roommate’s nipples!” Alyssa snickered as she let him pull her down the hall. “I knew I shouldn’t have had you meet them,” Drake grumbled.
Present-day
“Well, I met them and we’re getting married,” Alyssa kissed Drake’s cheek. “You’re stuck with me now.”
The pair gazed at each other, their friend’s conversations and the bar noise fading around them.
“You know, some people come into your life for a season or a specific reason,” he murmured as he picked up her left hand and stared at the gold engagement ring with three stones, a small smile playing on his lips. “But you, baby” - his eyes traveled up her body and met her gaze - “You’re for a lifetime.” Drake leaned in for a kiss, ignoring his friend’s cheers in the background.
Characters belong to Pixelberry; Ella Brooks belongs to me; Alyssa Devereaux belongs to the amazing @burnsoslow and is used with permission.
Summary: The gang goes to Sonoma Valley for a week and shenanigans happen of course. Ellyssa (Ella + Alyssa = besties forever) enjoy time alone with their men … along with Max.
A/N: Set in The Loft AU, my favorite of favorites of all time lol
A/N2: It’s @neotericthemis birthday today and I am soooo sorry this is late! Sri, you are so damn supportive, loving, kind, and HILARIOUS. I love that you squeal and yell at me when I write something ridiculous or when cheating Leo pops into the scene and you message me immediately LOL I can’t do this whole tumblr life without you, thank you for never forgetting about little old me. I love you so so soooooo much! I hope you like this along with the edits!
Thank you @burnsoslow for reading this entire thing and loving me so hard.
Warnings: Adult language; sexual innuendos; compromising situations
Words: 689
The gang was headed to Sonoma Valley for the week and they were all excited. Drake and Alyssa were celebrating their engagement and, to Drake’s dismay, Lyss wanted everyone to join them on the trip. Liam and Ella were looking forward to having a week to unwind after working several days in a row. Leo adamantly refused to go on a “couples trip” while Max shrugged and agreed.
“I’m sorry you’re the fifth wheel, Max,” Lyssa hugged her friend and gave him a cute pout as they wandered towards their rooms.
“I’m fine,” he squeezed her back. “I love spending time with you guys, it doesn’t matter if you’re matched up and I’m not.”
“Don’t even think about walking into our rooms without knocking, Beaumont,” Drake pulled his fiance by her hips against him. “This was supposed to be ourtrip.”
Max rolled his eyes. “Just keep it in your pants and your bedrooms and we’ll be fine.”
“Can’t make any promises,” Liam smirked as he stole a glance at Ella walking in front of the group.
“I heard that, Rys,” Ella turned and returned his smirk. “This kink of yours gets sand in the weirdest places.”
“Guys!” Max yelled as he put his hands over his ears.
“He won’t be able to resist,” Drake whispered to Lyssa as she chuckled beside him.
The next day
The group enjoyed an entire day of horseback riding.
“Oh my God, El,” Maxwell had tears in his eyes from laughing. “Your horse loves you!”
“Summer is the best,” Ella laughed. “Aren’t you girl?” She ran her hand over the soft mane of her horse.
Liam let out a chuckle as he stared at the picture. “Best horse ever!”
Day four
“These wine tours on a boat could potentially be dangerous,” Lyss peered over the edge of the boat as she clutched her wine glass to her chest.
“Dangerous how?” Drake murmured as he nibbled on her earlobe.
Alyssa shuddered. “Drunk people, boats, the swaying … someone could fall overboard!”
“Hey!” Max appeared behind the couple with a full glass of wine. “Where’s Liam and Ella?”
“Honestly, they’re probably doing it in the back of the boat,” Lyssa snorted.
“I don’t doubt it.”
“Let’s play a board game!” Max announced when he brought over Monopoly.
“Devereaux gets waytoo competitive,” Drake shook his head. “I don’t know if you want to see that side of her Beaumont.”
“She can’t be that bad,” Max shrugged.
“I do not get competitive,” Lyssa rolled her eyes. “But I will beat your ass, Max!”
Day six
“I love that we have nothing planned today,” Ella snuggled against Liam’s side as she sipped her coffee.
“We just wanted to relax before we have to leave tomorrow,” Lyssa said as she made a sad face.
Drake leaned over to kiss her temple. “We need to plan something with just us, baby.”
“Guys! We gotta go to brunch!” Max squealed as he ran up to his friends.
“Alright, I’m hungry, let’s go,” Drake grumbled as he stood and pulled Alyssa up with him.
“We’ll meet you guys there,” Liam said and the friends separated.
Ella stuck her bottom lip out. “I’m hungry, babe, where are we going?”
“I wanna show you something,” he flashed her a mischievous look.
An hour later
“Where the hell are they?” Max mumbled as he wandered outside the hotel looking for Liam and Ella. Creaking noises and moans got his attention and he raised his brows. “They wouldn’t …” Max slowly made his way towards the sounds and his eyes almost popped out of their sockets. He pulled out his phone, quickly snapped a picture, and scampered back inside.
“Oh my God, Beaumont, why are you so red?”
“You’ll … see …” Out of breath from laughing and running, Max’s thumbs were flying over the keyboard of his phone.
Lyssa and Drake’s phones went off at the same time showing a notification.
“No, they didn’t!” Alyssa dropped her phone as she began to snort with laughter.
“Told you he couldn’t help it,” Drake shook his head and put his phone face down on the table.
Characters belong to Pixelberry, MC Ella Brooks belongs to me; I do not authorize anyone to copy paste and or use my moodboards or stories on tumblr or any other website.
Summary: The gang finds out Ella’s secret.
A/N:If you haven’t read The Loft, all you need to know is that this AU is based on the show New Girl and it is sooooo far from canon. What is canon? LOL and I took a scene out of the show How I Met Your Mother because … that’s also a hilarious show. I hope you enjoy!
A/N2: Participating in @wackydrabbles this week (holy shit I feel like I haven’t written anything in years) so the prompt will be in bold.
Warnings:adult language; sexual innuendos; the gang craziness; alluding to actor/singer LL Cool J; mentioning of actor Alan Thicke because he was Canadian (may he rest in peace).
