The One ~ Machine Gun Kelly

the one ~ machine gun kelly

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“Song #21 with mgk????”

description: colson finds himself truly in love for the very first time and isn’t sure what to do to make sure he doesn’t mess this one up

pairing: machine gun kelly x female!reader

warnings: swearing, mainly fluffy but there’s a little steam

based off of this song

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Colson watched as his girlfriend fucked around on stage with his boys during the soundcheck. (Y/N) was by no means the first of Colson’s girlfriends (or “girl friends”) to join the guys on tour, but she was certainly the first to really get along with the guys. Most of them would either just be attached to Colson, or would opt to stay in the tour bus or hotel room.

(Y/N) was just…different. In a good way, a great way even. She got along with his friends, his family, and most importantly, with Casie. (Y/N) treated Casie like she was her own daughter, and Casie adored (Y/N), which made Colson all the more sure that (Y/N) was someone special.

He had never felt this way about anyone before. All of his past relationships just felt like hookups, and most of them were. With (Y/N), he felt like he was truly happy, and truly in love, which was very new to him.

Colson stood and approached (Y/N), throwing his arms around her when her back was to him. Shocked by the action, (Y/N) stumbled a little and giggled.

“Excuse me, sir,” Rook said in a dumb accent. “Please do not hurt our star, we need her for the show.”

“Our star, huh?” Colson questioned.

“Sorry babe, I’m stealing your show from you,” (Y/N) told him.

“There’s worse people to steal my show I guess,” Colson teased and kissed her cheek. “I might steal the star away to our hotel room, if that’s okay with her obviously very devoted band.”

“Wear protection is all we ask,” Baze told them. “We don’t need any mini Kells running around. Casie is enough.”

Colson flipped him off before wrapping an arm around his girl’s shoulder. She waved goodbye to the guys before following Colson to the car around the back of the arena.

The drive back to the hotel was the exact opposite of silent. (Y/N) had almost immediately stolen the aux cord and was playing her music at full blast, scream-singing the words to everything that came on. Every so often, Colson knew a song that would come on and would join in with the singing. Most the drive he was just smiling at his girlfriend, whether she noticed or not.

It was little things like this that made Colson know that he was in love with her. The moments where they were goofing off, or they were alone together doing anything. Where Colson didn’t feel like he had to be MGK, he could just be himself. She made him feel so free, like there was nothing to worry about in the world.

When they arrived back to their hotel room, (Y/N) collapsed onto the bed. The look she gave Colson turned him on, and made him wish he could strip her of her clothes as fast as possible. However, there was something he wanted to discuss before their newest tradition of “a pre-show fuck”.

He got on top of (Y/N), hovering over her on his arms. She ran her fingers through his hair, pulling him down to meet her lips. The kiss was immediately passionate and all thoughts were gone from Colson’s head. He cradled her head in his hands, lowering himself just enough to press their bodies together. He wanted her like crazy, and he knew she wanted him as well. But he pulled away from her before they could go any further.

“What’s wrong, baby?” she asked. “You feeling tired? We can wait, you can get some rest. I know you’ll probably be up super late tonight, you need your rest.”

God, this woman! Colson thought. How the fuck is she real, and how the fuck is she mine?!

“It’s not that,” he told her. “Although, I may need to rest before the show. The guys want to go out to an after party when it’s all over. No. I just wanted to talk to you about something.”

Her eyes widened then, fearing the worst. Colson took her into his arms, hugging her tightly. “No! It’s nothing like that! I’d be the biggest fucking idiot if I let you go.”

(Y/N) breathed a sigh of relief. “Yeah, you would be. I’m pretty great.”

Colson laughed. “You’re more than pretty great. You’re amazing. You’re the most amazing person I think I’ve ever met.”

“Stop it, you make me blush,” she said, playfully pushing her boyfriend.

“I mean it,” Colson said, taking (Y/N)’s hands in his. “You’re absolutely fucking amazing. You’re honestly the best person I’ve ever been with romantically. You care about me, like the actual me and not the rapper or the actor me.”

(Y/N) smiled through the tears that were starting to form in her eyes. “Because I do care about you. You’re a real person, you’re not just a famous rapper. It sucks that you’ve gone through that where people are just using you and whatnot.”

“You seem to be one of the only people who thinks so,” Colson shrugged, although he felt much stronger on the topic than he was letting on. “But this isn’t about that. Not just about that anyways.”

“You’re getting awful affectionate tonight, babe,” (Y/N) pointed out. “What’s up?”

“I’ve just been thinking lately is all,” Colson responded. “I’ve been thinking about you, about us, about how happy you make me. This relationship is the realest one I’ve had since before I blew up, and I’m honest to God so fucking in love with you. Everything means nothing if I can’t have you, babe.”

(Y/N) tilted her head like a confused puppy, although there was still a smile on her face. “I love you so much, too, but what does all this mean baby?”

Colson was holding her hands so tightly she flinched a moment, causing him to loosen his grip. He took a deep breath, trying to steady his breathing, and asked, “Do you…want to spend the rest of your life with me?”

(Y/N)’s eyes widened. For a moment she was sure she had heard him wrong. But when she realized he was looking at her expectantly, and as nervous as she felt, she accepted that it wasn’t a misheard question.

“Are you…asking me to marry you?” she asked him.

Colson nodded. His throat suddenly felt dry and he felt like he couldn’t speak. “I don’t have a ring or anything, but I’ll get one when I can. I just know that I think you’re the one for me, and I want to spend the rest of my life with you. I’ve never felt this way about anyone before, and I know you’re someone special. I’ve always known you were someone special.” He paused, trying to read (Y/N)’s facial expression. “So…what do you say babe?”

(Y/N) took a moment to process the question, then a wide smile grew on her face. She wrapped her arms around Colson, lunging at him with such a force that she knocked him over. She straddled him, kissing him deeply and passionately, not wanting to let go.

Colson pushed her away just enough to ask, “Is that a yes?”

“That’s a fuck yes,” (Y/N) responded. “Also, I take back what I said about taking a nap earlier. You absolutely have to fuck me first, it’s the rules of being engaged.”

Colson smirked, flipping them over so that he was on top again. “I guess I can sacrifice a little sleep then.”

Then he passionately kissed his fiancée, and began to undress her, the two of them in such a state of happy bliss that they never wanted to leave the warmth of each other’s arms.

God this was kinda shitty I’m so sorry.

Invisible Chains - Part Two

A/N: Thank you all so much for the fabulous feedback on my first post. I hope you all like the second part to it. There will definitely be a third part to it but it might be some time just because I have quite a bit of Uni work to do.

Machine Gun Kelly x Reader

Warnings: Some swearing, angst

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You were in the Uber on the way home, secretly crying in the back so the Uber driver couldn’t hear you. You couldn’t help but think about seeing Colson in bed with another girl. It really got to you and you hated that it did and it shouldn’t have affected you but it did. You were in your own thoughts when you heard your phone, it was a text from Colson.

“Why did you leave?”

“I’m surprised you noticed considering you were too busy getting girls into your bed”

You put your phone on silent and put it back in your bag. You didn’t want to look at your phone in case he messaged you back. You didn’t want to talk to him. You were sick of the way he was treating you and you wasn’t going to put up with it.

You walked into your house and crashed on the sofa, kicking your heels off. You got your phone out your bag to find a couple missed calls and a few text messages, all off Colson. You didn’t want to continue this little spat you had with him, especially on his birthday. You got up from the sofa and changed out of your dress and put on some comfy clothes, you were glad to be back in some baggy clothes. You walked into your kitchen to make yourself a warm drink and you heard knocking on your door. You put the kettle down and walked over to your door and you opened it to find Colson was stood right in front of you,

“What are you doing here Colson?”

“You left my party without a goodbye… Also, I think we need to talk”

You motioned for him to come into your house and directed him into the kitchen. You sat down on a stool whereas Colson stood on the opposite side of the counter. This felt awkward and you hated it.

“What’s the matter with you Y/N? You’ve been acting strange for a while and I hate it when we aren’t talking”, he sounded quite worried. You tried to not look at him because if you did you would melt into those beautiful blue eyes but you needed to tell him how you feel.

“I am going to be straight with you now Colson because this is something that I have been keeping to myself for a while. I know we said it would just be a bit of fun between us but the more we were intimate with each other, the more I could feel myself falling in love with you”

You tried to not look at Colson because you didn’t want to see his reaction so you kept looking down at your hot drink. You heard footsteps thinking Colson was walking away but you felt his arms wrap around your waist and his head buried into your neck. You turned around on your stool and wrapped your arms around him. You needed this hug and having Colson still here with you meant a lot.

“I have to go Y/N”

You looked up at him feeling hurt. Why is he leaving after you poured your heart out to him?

“Please don’t go. I need you”, you could feel yourself welling up inside as he let go of you. He started to back away from you which then you ended getting up out of your seat to follow him.

“I am not good for you Y/N. You need someone who is going to give you what you need. I can’t do that, I’m sorry”, he opened the door and walked away. How could he leave like that? You started to cry as you felt your heart shatter into a million pieces. You sat on the floor in the hallway with your knees close up to your chest crying. You stayed like this for about half an hour but when you finally calmed, you picked yourself up and dragged yourself to bed. You couldn’t properly sleep as all you could think about was the way Colson walked out on you. You still couldn’t believe he would walk out on you like that, you two were supposed to be really close and he walked out. These thoughts kept reoccurring in your head that you didn’t realise it was 4AM but after a while you could feel yourself getting drowsy and you slowly dropped off.

It was past 12 in the afternoon and you just woke up. You couldn’t believe you slept in late but the sleep was definitely needed after a shitty night you had. You got up out of bed and made your way downstairs to the kitchen and put the kettle on. You needed a strong coffee to wake yourself up. You sat in your kitchen admiring your back garden and you heard your phone buzz. It was a text from Rook.

“Hey Y/N, would you be able to swing by the house within the next hour?”

You debated with yourself whether or not it was a good idea but you were curious to see what Rook wanted so you messaged him to say you will be there as soon as possible.

You drank your coffee and walked upstairs to your bedroom to get ready. You still had last night’s makeup so you quickly washed your face and whacked your hair up in a bun. You chose to wear a baggy shirt and a pair of ripped skinny jeans and a pair of your favourite converse. You grabbed your car keys and drove straight over to the guys house. You wondered why Rook needed you to go over, does he know about what happened between you and Colson last night? You parked in their driveway and walked up to the house. Rook saw you walking up the path from the window and he rushed to the door to open it.

“Hey Rook, what’s up? Is everything alright?”

You gave Rook a cuddle, you were glad to see him as he was also one of your closest friends.

“I’m just worried about Colson, he got back to the house last night and his eyes were all puffy and red from crying and went straight to his room. He hasn’t come out yet”

You were starting to worry so you rushed up the stairs and went straight to Colson’s room. You opened the door slowly and peeped your head in. You saw Colson sat up in bed just scrolling through his phone, you walked in closing the door behind you and walked over to his bed and sat next to him…

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I Couldn't Be More In Love - part III

Colson and the reader have been friends since high school. “Friends”. Maybe they were more than that but before they never really spoke about it… and everything was okay until Colson started to act quite strange because the reader started to spend more and more time with his co-worker Harry Styles.

Part I

Part II

In the last couple of months I spent hella lot of time in the studio but I could not really compare nothing to the feeling what I felt when I recorded that particular song.

Maybe I needed to record it. Maybe it just cleaned my soul. It hurt me, but it felt so good.

Harry said that this might be the therapy I needed… and he was right. It wasn’t a composed song… everything just came from a really deep place… from my soul, from my heart. It wasn't planned... and maybe that was the reason why it was so... honest. Real.

"I think… I’m ready…" he stepped out from his fitting room after our photoshoot wearing already his chosen outfit for his birthday. The fact that he could pull off even a potato sack as much as Gucci was unbelievable. I think it was and still his superpower.

"That’s more than okay…. because I’m here waiting for the birthday boy." I stood up from my really comfortable chair and took his hand in mine. We decided that even if we had a long ass day we will celebrate his birthday with some friends in his house.

"You could have gone if you wanted…. " he said while we were walking to the car

"Oh yeah… that would have been such a good idea… turning up without the birthday boy. I think they would have killed me. They want you... Not me." I admitted.

I was really glad that we spent the last couple of hours doing some shoots and interviews because my makeup artist and hairdresser made me look kinda good so I didn’t have to worry to make something good out of my face alone… after that studio session I really needed some professional touch up… not just on my body but maybe on my soul too. sometimes I really think that these make-up artists in reality are wizards because they can do the impossible to happen.

"We thought that you would never really show up… " Matt Healy was the one who greeted Harry in the door.

"This perfection needs time to be made…" I pointed at Harry showing off his extravagant outfit which I was in love with.

"Y/N… Matt Healy… Matt Healy.. Y/N… your new lyricist love." Harry introduced me to his friend and I almost fainted hearing his words.

"Harry showed me some of your works… and Jesus Christ… when will you have free time for me? We have to work together… like ASAP." this kind of compliment was something I was never really dreaming of.

"Thank you… I think. And now, if you excuse me… I’m gonna hide somewhere where I can pass out for a bit…. because I was not expecting this… that’s for sure. Okay?" and I didn’t really try to hide my craziness I just needed some time alone… and maybe some alcohol in my blood too just to help me process everything.

"We can jam here too... We have everything here.... But mostly we need... us." I heard Harry and Matty chatting from the distance and I already started feeling excited but also relaxed. This space was my happy place, my friends were my happy place.

Just alone in the last year I met some really incredible and so talented people who I adore on a level what can’t really be explained with human words that I just gave up hiding my real feelings when I met them. I just really showed them how I felt then and there. Some people just deserved to be recognized and showed the love they can cause in the other's heart.

Maybe I was really overwhelmed by all the incredible people in the house that’s why I decided to go outside just for a minute, just for some fresh air… that’s when I saw a familiar car which wasn’t here when we arrived. Even if it was dark outside… I recognized that car… and then recognized the person who sat behind the wheel too… I just had to get closer.

How did he even get here? Why was he even here?

As I was getting closer and closer to him the heavy feeling inside my soul was getting more and more intense, but I just could not stop moving.

It was really Colson and he didn’t even notice me until I was right next to the car… because he was staring at his phone. When he saw me… I think he got scared a bit. He hesitated but then he started to let down the window but he didn't look at me.

It was clear that we hadn’t spoken in the last 24 hours. We could literally feel that. And there was a reason for that which was way more deeper than we thought before…. it was more than unspoken words. But my brain just could not function properly. Why? The answer was quite simply: I was afraid. To be honest… I was terrified.

"I bet you didn’t get back your license… so why are so driving around without it?" I just had to say something… no matter what but just some words... to melt the ice, to try to cover the awkwardness what we started to feel.

"Uuupps…" he admitted with an awkward smile. "You caught me…"

"I would be happier if you would take care of yourself… Mostly if you didn't try end up in jail... " I admitted and then somehow my hand just started to open the door because it was kinda frustrating that that thing was between us… and that he just didn’t really want to look at me properly. "How did you get here?" I asked him the right question.

"I don’t know… by car?" he answered and now I could smell his not so alcohol-free breath. His half ass joked didn't even reached my brain, I ignored it totally.

"I swear to God Colson… if you will drive like this again… I will kill you with my bare hands." I punched him in the chest, but he didn’t really care about it. He was there almost lifeless. "You really lost your mind…."

"And it seems I’m not the only one…. " he murmured then he touched his phone again so I could see what he was previously watching.

It was a recording of my last song in the studio… of THAT song.

"How… how did you get this?" my lips were trembling and when I wanted to reach out for his phone… he looked at me and our eyes finally met. I froze. My everything froze and I got paralyzed.

"The curly haired boy sent me this… with his adress." he let his phone fall to his lap while I was feeling that there were a storm coming for my body. I really thought that I was gonna pass out. My chest, my head, my body… every inch of me started aching intensely.

"I… I… I didn’t know about this…. He should not have..." I shook my head not really being able to form a proper sentence. I was shocked to say at least. The blood in my veins felt like ice cold water.

"Did you really write this for me?" he asked and when he did that I just had to lay to the door because if it would have not been there… I would have fallen. To move was something impossible for me. Maybe to exist was something even more impossible for me.

"For who else could have I written it?" I asked sarcastically maybe way too strongly.

"For anybody else… but not me… " and if something could hurt me… this was that something. If he would have said Harry’s name… I swear to God I would have buried him there and then in the garden.

"For God’s sake…" - I shook my head without even looking at him, without even breathing properly. "Why is that so imp…. " I wanted to say it out loud but before I could have finished my sentence, he brought me between his legs and his lips found mine.

First, I didn’t really know how to react so when he noticed this he thought that he made a mistake I made sure that he didn’t have to think that… not at all. Because after that first kiss… the second one was way more emotional.

That kiss had everything in it. The suffering of the last 24 hours, the tears from the studio, the lust I felt for him God knows since when. And maybe he felt something too because he sat back to the car pulling me on his lap as if it was the most natural thing to do.

I was holding his tired face between my fingers, I wanted to touch his soul as much as I wanted to touch every inch of his.

"Because I don’t deserve you… " he murmured to my lips when our forehead touched and needed some air to breathe. We tried to function properly, but it seemed that it was just not for us at the moment. "You are way too good for me… " he gently kissed my lips and while his words said one thing… his body said another thing.

" Can I decide that… ?" I asked then put my hands on the back of his neck staring at his ocean blue eyes which were shining so much that I just could not believe it. "I never really thought that… this would happen…never in a million years..." I bit my lips not really wanting to let him go. "Everything happens... so fast... "

"Yesterday… when you pulled that stunt on me… it took me so much strengths not to jump on you there and then and fuck the life out of you... " he admitted finally smiling a bit." … it was so hot that I just still can’t process it. I’m just so sorry that I was such an idiot… " and he said this I started to lay little, gentle kisses on his neck.

"A fact on what we can agree." I admitted getting closer to his ear, biting it a little bit. "But to be fair… the boys with a girlfriend never really were my type." I stated him referring to the well-known fact that Harry had a girlfriend which he didn’t really could process as it seemed before.

"I hope that he feels the same about this question too…" his hands just rested under my shirt, on my back, somehow they climbed there and I didn't really mind at all. His touch was calm... and much needed.

"Because am I your girlfriend now?" I asked him laying back a bit, looking at his face.

"I fucking hope so… because if not… this would be kinda awkward…" he admitted while my hands were already on his bare chest because my fingers just unbuttoned his shirt and while under my ass… I could really feel his real... thoughts. The undeniable lust.

"Ohhh… the saint has spoken…" I just had to laugh, I could not hold in, so I laid my head on his chest. "… I walked on you before in much worse situations… and then the girl wasn’t really your girlfriends to be honest…" I continued and just to torture him a bit I moved my hips just enough for him to notice.

"Psssst…. " he hid his face in my hair because he knew that he could have not say any bigger idiotness. "But you will be my girlfriend… won’t you?" he asked with real hope in his voice.

"I couldn’t be more in love…" I started murmur the song and I think with this I gave him my response.

"Okay… so now we can go in and tell this to everybody just to calm everybody’s soul down." he pointed to the house where was a real party going.

"Everybody’s or just yours?" I asked back furrowing my brows.

"Okay… let’s forget this. We just should go home..." he figured it out that this wasn’t his best idea yet. "But to be fair… the devil doesn’t really have a soul so..." he referred to himself.

"But if we talk about fairness... you really could say hi to the birthday boy…" it was the least he could do after this.

"But I already got the best gift ever? Maybe he would be jealous of me..." he squeezed my butt a little bit, but I still almost fell out of the car. His idiotness was next level.

"Jesus Christ Colson…" I almost burst into laughter while almost started to cry too. "… you should just shut up…"

"Maybe you should just help me with that…"

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