Dead Phone

Dead phone 📱

Craig Poole x fem!reader

Movie: Mr. Harrigan’s phone

Part 3

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(Y/n POV)

It was three weeks after Christmas and we were finally going back to school and I was dreading it we got off the bus and started walking into the school when Craig and I turn our head and see Kenny looking at us like he’s ready to kill us and we continue walking into the school when Billy speaks up

“Man, bring back after a holiday sucks” and Craig and I walk faster to the cafeteria “What’s your hurry you guys?” Margie asked “Yeah where are you going?” U-boat questioned and Craig and I turn around with a smile on our faces and show our new iPhone’s “What?…” Billy said and Craig and I shrugged our shoulders “Dude you’re shitting me!” Craig and I walk in the cafeteria and pull up a chair at the Apple table and I sit across from Craig and smile at him.

Margie, Billy, U-boat all got phones shortly thereafter, though Craig and I had iPhones and Billy and U-boat had to share a Razer

The bell rings but Craig and I don’t get up from our seats and one by one students file out of the cafeteria and as time passes all the students are out of the cafeteria but Craig and I are talking and showing each other thing on our phones but as we look around and see that we’re the only ones in the cafeteria forgetting the bell rang fifteen minutes ago so we get up and head to class.

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(Craig’s POV)

“Thanks” I said to mr. Harrigan’s as he hands me the checks, one for me and one for y/n, I start walking away when Mr. Harrigan’s stops me “Craig there’s something I’ve been meaning to speak with you about” so I walk back into the room “We’ve had this arrangement for a long long time and it strikes me that you are a far different person person, from who you were when we started, even y/n she’s now a different person, and my question is why do you continue to come here?” He states “Do you want me to stop?” I asked him “No, no, no” “Then what?” I said “Surely there are sports clubs and girls who could better occupy your time--” he said and I smiled when he said Girls “--and yet here you are three days a week, why?. Is it out of some sense of obligation.” I stop him “Not at all. No.” “Well, then, why?” He said and I answered with “Because I enjoy our time together.” And he sighed “Why?” “I come here because I…I like the smell of your books, I come here because I love our talks I come here because, when I read out loud it gives me a sense of power that I don’t have outside this room. I come here because I want to. And I can’t really hang out with a girl when she’s busy cause she works here” I said and blush and Mr. Harrigan smiles and nods his head “I’ll see you Thursday” I said and walked out the door and went to find y/n and we left. As we went back to my house to eat dinner, we sat in the living room watching tv with y/n sitting on the chair and my dad and I on the couch and while we were eating I thought of something “I know what I wanna do with the lotto money.” I said and dad looked at me “That money is going into the college fund like we agreed” he said “Well, you said most of it was going into the college fund, How often do I buy things?” I said “Hardly ever” y/n said and laughed we both look at her and let out a soft chuckle, and dad turns the tv off “Almost never” dad said “Well, I know what I wanna do with the rest of it.” I said and look over at him and he turns the tv back on

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After school y/n and I go to the phone store with some of the money I have and start walking to Mr. Harrigan’s house and we walk by Pete “Afternoon Pete” I said and he said afternoon back and we walk towards the door and Edna opens it for us “Hi Edna!” Y/n smiled at her “Hello girl, Hello boy” she said and opens the door wider, we went inside “Thank you” I told Edna and we walked towards the back to see Mr. Harrigan. Y/n didn’t have to help Edna clean today so she decided to sit in the with us. As we walk into the room we see Mr. Harrigan and he spoke “There you are” “Mr. Harrigan I brought you something” I replied “I don’t need anything” he said with a soft laugh and I hand him the bag and he pulls out the phone “Thank you, I appreciate the sentiment, But no.” He said and put the phone back into bag “I suggest you give this to your father” I let chuckled when he said that and y/n laughed while being in the green room “Craig, I told you he would say that”

“A wise lady” he said and looked up at y/n and she looked over and smiled at him and walked over to the desk and pull up the other chair and set next to me “Henry David Thoreau said “We don’t own things. Things own us” I don’t have a television because if I did I would spend my time watching it. I have a radio in the car but I don’t have a radio in the house, even though I like a bit of country western from time to time, and if I had that I would waste more time.” He said and I looked over at y/n and I see her looking down playing with her hands with a sad expression on her face with what Mr. Harrigan said and I try and get out of my chair to get the bag “Okay, let me just…” “No, no, no. I’m beginning to wish that that scratcher had not been a winner” and I hear y/n laugh and I show him my phone “Okay you see these?” And point to my phone “Mm-hmm” he hummed in agreement “These are called icons and this one is for the stock market” and y/n gets up to help as well “I have a subscription to the Wall Street Journal.” Y/n reached over and tapped on the stock market app and said

“Right, but the Wall Street Journal can’t do this” and showed him the current stocks “Are those numbers in real time?” He asked and I look at him “Yep well they might be a minute or two beside I guess” and he looked amused “I’ll be darned I mean it’s like having your own stock ticker, like the magnates used to have in their mansions” he said happily “Yeah and if you wanna read the Journal or Forbes or…or anything like that you can” and I show him how to get to that “Barton industries, announces closings”

he read out loud and hands me my phone and picks up the paper and looks over the page “It’s not in here” he said confused “Cause that’s yesterdays you get it a day late. Everybody does, but this, this is today’s” I said and looked at him “I’ve been arrogant Craig i am going to keep this after all. For a while anyway” he said “I’m glad” and I smiled “Could you bring me the phone from the desk?” He said and I chuckled “Well, you can use this to call” “Yes?” “Yeah it’s what it’s mostly for you just dial the number that you want. Touch it with your fingers” and I showed him what to do and what to press “And you have four bars.” “Bars?”

“Cause of the new cell tower… never mind.” I said and I heard y/n laugh at me so I didn’t have to tell Mr. Harrigan about the bars “Is that better?” “Yeah, that’s good” and y/n and I walk back into the green room and we can hear Mr. Harrigan calling someone as we water the plants, some hair get in Y/n’s face when she looks up and I look over and tuck the hair beside her ear and we look into each other’s eyes and i look down at her lips and back to her eyes and we lean in and our lips lock her lips are soft and i melt against her, my hands finding her waist and resting there drawing her impossibly closer and holding her there with as much care as i can muster and we draw apart "You're beautiful" i tell her, sounding out of breath. She cradles my face and traces the wrinkles around my eyes with her thumbs then presses them into my dimples.

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Kevin schlieb × fem!reader

Movie: Metal lords

Part 4

Blue italic= there thoughts

Green italic= Kevin narrating

Scene skip ⏭️

I’m at hunters house with two other people playing D&D “And the Slippers of Spider Climbing go to Malmsteen of Gorgoroth.” He said and painted at Hunter, I hear Mr Sylvester laugh “What kind of girlie name is Malmsteen of Gorgoroth?” He asks

“I don't know, Dad. Why don't you ask one of your real housewives while you’re shoving water balloons into there tits” Hunter snaps back at him, I look at the other members around the table “Plastic surgeon.” so they would understand what they were talking about. I understand, dungeons and dragons even less then metal but it’s a chance for us to hang out with new people, especially for people who can be in our band, if he joins Skullfucker, then we’re a band, right? So then we can play in the Battle of the Bands. If people like us, then maybe they’ll ask us to play at some parties. I hope Hunter likes this guy. Sometimes he’s not so nice to people when he’s uncomfortable and being around, his dad makes him-- “Well, Malmsteen just can't believe that a halfling rogue would be dumb and ungrateful enough to try and rip off a half-orc barbarian who just saved him from five ice toads. But he thinks he'll show mercy.

“Until he remembers that mercy is for the weak. Malmsteen pulls out Hell Slinger his +3 great sword...” ”Hunter” I cut him off “...And he tells Auriac Stormhollow to shut his glory hole before he starts his first attack.” Hunter drops the dice’s on the table making a loud clack “Plus ten, that's a hit-- “Hunter, don't be an idiot.” And Hunter continues to ignore me “He runs the blade between the thief's ribs. Second attack. Uh-oh! There goes the leg. And for the final attack...oh shit! ,Head over to Dr. Sylvester's for some post-op implants, because I just chopped off your dick.” Hunter said that while holding the guys arm and making it look like he was chopping his dick.

“Sure, sure” Mr Sylvester said laughing, “You just remember that those implants are what paid for your guitar, your incel action figures, and all your dumbass Satan-worship T-shirts!” Mr Sylvester yelled “I'm gonna go play tennis! Have you see my American Express?” Hunter just shrugs and drinks his Mountain Dew and I look at him. The guy I asked to come over gets up and grabs his bag “Where are you going.” Hunter asks “Leaving. This sucks compared to Call of Duty. Kevin, see you in class.” And he leaves “Hunter, we were going to ask him to play bass for us. He says he's pretty good.” Hunter shakes his head “It's for the best. We can never trust a guy like that.” I look at him pissed why can’t he just except the fact that we really need a bass player.

(Scene skip ⏭️)

“I’m telling you, she’s really good.” I said to Hunter but he disagreed “We need a bass player. A metal bass player.” He told me as we turn down a street “She can be metal.” I kept trying to persuade him “That’s the most ridiculous thing I’ve ever heard.”

“Why? Why is that the most ridiculous thing you’ve ever heard?” I asked him “Because a cello-playing girl is so non-metal that even thinking about it is evaporating my balls.” He said and I look at him confused “A lot of the time, Hunter. I don’t know what you’re talking about. Metal, not metal…Uh…Maybe I’m just not right for Skullfucker.” I said and looked at him before looking back on the road.

Then he stops the car and unbuckled his seatbelt “Okay, switch places with me.” He said and I turn to him “What?” And he looked at me “Just do it. Slide over. Open the door, but don’t get out.” He told me as I unbuckle my seatbelt and he got out of the car, and I open my door and see Hunter walking towards Skip and I start yelling at Hunter “No! No, no, no, no. No, no, no, no” but he kept walking then Hunter reaches Skip and gives him the middle finger “Suck it, cunt.” Then flips him in the chin, and runs to the car while Skip chases him “Go, go! Fuck! Go! Fuck! Fuck! Go, go, go, go, go!” so I get in the driver seat, and Hunter gets in the car and slams the door “Why? Why did you do that?” I asked him getting worried “Truth to power, bitch! Drive!” And I step on the gas “Why?” I asked myself quietly and start driving faster due to Skip driving after us “Drive. If he gets close enough, you’ve just as fucked as I am.” He told me and I duck down in the seat “You slow down, you die. That’s metal.”

“That is a dumb Keanu Reeves movie!” I yelled at him and continued driving and trying not to hit any cars “Watch out. He’ll see you in the mirrors if he gets close enough.” So I adjusted the mirror “You’re an asshole” I told Hunter and he laughs “Okay. We can shake him. Turn left on Aspen” and I turn the car but we almost get hit “Don’t slow down. Keep going straight.” I feel like I’m losing my mind “To where? Where?” I yelled “There!” Hunter pointed to the narrow alleyway “I…We will not fit in there!” I continue yelling “I know this car!” Hunter yelled as we got closer to the alley and he put his hand on my knee “Fucking do it!” And I start to scream “Whoo!” “No, no, no!” I yelled and Hunter screams maniacally and we finally exit the alley and Hunter turns back to see Skip trying to go through the alleyway, but crashes into the wall.

I understand now. Metal is commitment, and speaking truth to power and sticking it to the man, and speed. “That was fucking awesome” I said to Hunter and let out a sigh. Metal is taking the wheel.

(Scene skip ⏭️)

“What’s this” I ask “Homework” he said well we all look around the room, looking at all the different posters “Black Sabbath, Iron Maiden, Judas Priest, Metallica, Anthrax, Slayer, Megadeth, Motörhead, Guns N’ Roses, Rage Against the Machine, Pantera, Emperor, Tool, Dio, Mesguggah, Opeth, Slipknot, Mastodon, Lamb of God. This is your history now. Learn it, live it, do lines of it in the bathroom” Hunter then finally hands me the sheet of music and I look at it. It’s a list of different songs by different artists. “I’ll be working on this. It’s a solo to “Machinery” it fucking shreds. I had these made up” he hand me guitar picks with the words Skullfucker on it, and I put them in my pocket and I say to Hunter “I’ll start working on this” We do the band handshake. And I walk up the stairs i hear Hunter mess up a note and yell “Cocks! Fuck me, okay.”

(Scene skip ⏭️)

I’m in the practice room and I’m writing down the same songs Hunter wrote for me and rewrote them on a separate sheet for Y/n. Once I’m done writing everything down I fold the piece of paper and start walking towards the room Y/n was in, then I look at the paper in my hand put, From: Kevin ! On it I don’t want to interrupt this time so I slide it underneath the door as soon as I slide it underneath the door I hear her stop playing the cello and I walk away.

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Something metal🥁

Kevin schlieb x fem!reader

Movie: metal lords

Part 8

Green italic= Kevin narrating

Blue italic= there thoughts

Scene skip ⏭️

I know Hunter’s going to be mad it’s all I thought about as I drive to his house, I felt bad for leaving Y/n after we just spent the last hour and a half together but she said it was okay and she understood an that we can talk later.

Walking downstairs into Hunter’s basement I hear him playing his solo, I spoke loudly over the music out of breathe “I know, I know” Hunter stops playing “We said 6:15. It is now 8:00.” Hunter said clearly pissed “Well, something came up” I said a little cheekily and smiled “What? What came up?” I look at him breathing heavily, I didn’t really want to tell him that Y/n and I slept together cause I knew that if I didn’t he would be even more pissed “Nothing” I told him “I thought it was something. You said it was something” he started o question me, I look at him

“Well, I was wrong. It was nothing” “I can imagine something being more important than a band practice. Actually, I can’t. But I definitely can’t see how nothing could be more important, Kevin.” Y/n is, I pick up my drum sticks and I think he getting sceptical so I hesitate “Well, nothing is more important. Or nothing isn’t more important. What I mean--“ “I don’t need Abbott and Costello from you, okay? I need a drummer. A real drummer. Metal is commitment, Kevin. It’s dedication, sacrifice, mortification of the flesh and all that shit. It’s serious. And if you’re not gonna be, if you’ll be all “girls with cello, showing up whatever I feel like it,” then this isn’t gonna work. And we won’t win the Battle of the Bands, and then you’re gonna be a loser for the rest of your life.” I stare blankly at him after what he just said, I clench my jaw, he stares back at me before turning around and he continues playing his guitar, I give him a sarcastic smile and grab my stuff and head up the stairs.

Scene skip ⏭️

I’m in the practice room at the school the next day with Y/n as has her headphones working on practicing her cello. As I have my headphones in playing counting one, two, three, four over and over again, I start playing aggressively think about what happened last night with Hunter. I don’t see Clay walk in.

“Hey. Hey! Hey!” I stopped playing as I finally hear Clay shouting after playing aggressively I start panting “Oh. Hey” moving my hair out of my face “Hi.” Y/n stops playing, looking up as well, then looking at me, then back to Clay wondering what he was doing here. “Where did you guys learn how to play?” He asked the both of us “Uh…I don’t know” “Since I was little” Y/n and I said at the same time then we chuckle

“My friend gave me these songs, and I practiced them. I not, you know, a real drummer or anything.” I said still out of breath, Clay and Y/n both turn their heads at me “Are you fucking high? That was intense.” he said with enthusiasm “Yeah, Kev that was awesome” Y/n said in the same tone “Yeah?” I asked and Y/n nodded her head and grabs my hand in hers.

“Have you two got a minute?” Clay looked back and forth between the two of us Y/n and I look at each other then we nod our heads going into the cafeteria, Y/n and I sharing the headphones listening to Shape Of You, tapping my fingers against my leg to the beat of the song with the rest of Clay’s band standing around us. We take out the headphones, look at Clay and his friends “Are they all like this? Just pretty much the same beat all the way through?” I asked

“Yeah” “Pretty much” they agreed “Please Kevin, Y/n, I promised my sister, and she’s so psyched to have us play. But Ray’s not getting out of rehab for another month, and weee tired of playing with a waste drummer.” “Yeah, man” “Fuck that dummy” Clay’s friends added “We would like to, but it’s like I said, I’m in this band with Hunter, and Battle of the Bands is really important to him. And Y/n kinda does her does own thing” I stated

“Lots of guys are in two bands” one of the guys said “Eric Clapton was in, like, 60 bands.” The other one said “And I heard you two play, man. You could learn our songs in ten minutes” Y/n and I smile slightly “Don’t even worry about the Battle of the Bands for now, just my sisters wedding.” I sighed “Let us think about it.” And nod my head “I feel you. But the weddings this weekend, so don’t think too long.”

Scene skip ⏭️

Y/n’s POV

Kevin and I want back to my house, Kevin told me about last night with Hunter and how upset he is about the situation. Once Kevin walks around my room he looks at all my little knickknacks on my dresser and desk before we sit on my bed, I take Kevin’s glasses off starting a starring contest after a couple of minutes of starring in Kevin hazel eyes I have a big smile on my face and tilt my head, Kevin’s eyes start to water and he blinks, “Fuck” he whispered “You blinked” I laugh at him

“I blunk” “You blunk” I said with my accent we start laughing “Three out of five?” I asked him still looking him in the eyes “I’m pretty sure you’re better at staring than me” Kevin’s puts his glasses back on “Mm-hmm” i hummed and pecked his cheek, I see Kevin looking behind me and I turn to look as well, I see him looking at my meds on my nightstand “Those your meds?” He asked lowly

“Mm-hmm. My happy pills.” I flick them over not wanting to see them anymore they clatter to the ground and chuckle “Don’t you need more?” He asked me seriously “Mm-mm” i shake my head no and a idea comes to mind, I lay down on my bed

“Lay on top of me” he looks at me, rises his eyebrows before chuckling, I adjust my legs so he can lay in between them, I have my arm close to my chest. He lays on top of me face to face, careful not to crush me, he leans in trying to kiss me but I squeak “Not yet.” He nods his head ever so slightly i grab his hand and hold it close to mine “Let’s just, um, lie like this. I like it. Makes me feel…smooshed” I play with the collar of his shirt “On the field when I saw you…“

“Yeah.” I whispered “Did it feel…good to throw stuff and yell at people?” I look up at the ceiling embarrassed then back at him “No. Feels good to not want to throw stuff and yell at people” I look at him, he looks at my lips then my eyes “Your my happy pill” I look into his eyes. I kiss him and he smiles and then I wrap my legs around his waist and arms around his neck pulling him in a big bear hug resting his head in my chest and then he pulls his head up and starts kissing all over my face.

Part 9 🥁