jared leto images/one shots

stranger on the train

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helloo, so starting now I'm going to be putting in a/n before chapters. I just wanted to say thank you for 100 reads! its crazy to me how many people took their time to read my (hopefully not so shitty) image. Anyway, sorry for being quite inactive with only one chapter up. I have a lot of unfinished chapters, which i just need to change a bit and choose some matching pics of Jared. (i get distracted easily by Jared's godlike perfection so that usually takes more time than the actual writing) But if everything goes right, they will be up soon :)

( i wrote this one on the train, hope you enjoy)

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You were never really fond of taking the public transport. Gross people, rude driver, you know the deal. Trains were an exception though, they were your favorite. Although they could be quite smelly and dirty, you loved the way they worked.

Probably a huge factor of your love for trains was that they were a big part of your childhood, since that was the only one way to get out of your small neighborhood at the time. And even though you moved, you always took the train to your sister.

This day was no different, expect you missed your train. You tried making it by running, but stopped after realizing that it was in fact your train passing by. You texted your sister that you'd show up a little later and took a seat on a bench nearby.

Finally, 30 minutes later another train came. You took it and found the seat somewhere in the back. It never really occurred to you how busy this particular train was, until you had to walk all the way to the back to find a seat.

You managed to stuff your bag up top on the racks and grabbed out your phone to listen to some music. Music was always a must when you were stressed, or sad, or whenever really.

the kill - thirty seconds to mars (acoustic)

Never not a good time for that song.

You leant back as you let the music drown your head. It had to be about 30 min in, when someone tapped on your shoulder. You looked up and saw a friendly, yet covered up face. In front of you there was a man standing. He had short brown hair, which was covered up by the hood of his jacket. Over his mouth he had a scarf, hiding everything but his eyes, which were crystal blue. They were probably the most bluest eyes you had ever seen.

He looked quite familiar, but you couldn't really place him. 'Hi, can i sit here? Its pretty packed everywhere.' He said, carrying a backpack over his shoulder.

'Oh, yeah sure.' You grabbed your coat and put it on your lap, making place for the stranger. He looked quite handsome at first sight, his gorgeous blue eyes catching your attention.

You put your earpiece back in, and looked out the window, trying to stop you from staring too much. A couple minutes later you looked up thinking the guy was saying something to you, but turned out he was just humming along with something. He stopped for a minute to smile at you. You returned the gesture and went back to look out of the window, until you realized he was humming the song from your phone. You looked back at him, seeing the grin on his face.

'I like your music taste.' He said as he noticed you realized he was in fact humming the kill.

'You're a fan of theirs?' He exanimated.

'Yeah, i guess you could say so, you?' You chuckeled. You never really expected to find someone with the same music taste, let alone a stranger on the train.

'Yeah, i know most of their songs.' He said smiling, though i couldnt really tell because of the scarf in front of his mouth.

Weird, since it wasn't even that cold outside.

'Ever been to one of their concerts?' He proceeded to ask.

'Oh, no.' I said, to which he gave me a questioning look. 'Not that i don't want to go, i mean who wouldn't? but i guess I could never really afford it, and when i could something always came up. Exams, a wedding.' I said, pulling an disgusted face. He laughed at my facial expression. 'Yeah, i heard their concerts are pretty great.' he agreed.

'Yeah they're epic, so I've heard. My friend once went to one, and i kid you not, she lost her voice for three days. She told me later, when she did have a voice,-'

'Excuse me, may i see your ticket?' A train personal interrupted. 'Oh sure.' I said back as i searched my bag for my ticket. I handed it over to him and proceeded to put my bag away again.

'Ma'am, this is a supermarket card.' The man next to me burst out in a laugh. His blue eyes sparkled as reseated himself, trying to control his laugh. 'Oh sorry.' I chuckled as i gave him the right card. The train personal proceeded to check it and left when everything was okay.

'Continue.' The man next to me said laughing. I looked back at him and found myself distracted by his sparkling eyes again. He really was something. 'well, after she 'recovered', she told me how awesome it was, and how cool the people there are. its like a whole cult, but then not so evil you know. also she told me all about how Jared crowd surfed and how crazy it was. and how crazy hot he was. that's not hard to believe, but really i would die to go to one of their concerts. '

He bursts out in laughing again, from hearing my weird story.

'I don't even know why I'm saying all of this, sorry.' I laughed. 'I normally never talk this much with strangers and this might be why.'

He laughed. 'Its okay, we all have something we're passionate about, right? I don't think music is such a bad thing to be passionate about, or a handsome man to say.' He said grinning, to my surprise. He either had no problem talking about handsome men, or perhaps he was on something. Yeah, probably on something.

'Hmm, yeah i guess so.' I smiled.

'Hey, did you know they might have a surprise concert this weekend?' He said out of the blue.

'Wait really?' I said, gasping a little at the thought of finally being able to see them.

'Yeah, i heard it somewhere online, not sure where but they said they might be playing a small show in central park Saturday.'

'Oh really, well that's freaking awesome since I'm free Saturday.' I said, a huge smile on my face. He laughed at my sudden excitement. 'Are you going?' I asked him in response, thinking it would be cool it he would.

'I think so, yeah.' he said smiling, his eyes flickering a bit. I had a feeling he knew more, but it was hard to tell by his facial expression, since he was still almost fully covered up by his scarf.

'Oh, this is my stop.' He said, his smile fading a bit. I surprisingly frowned knowing this conversation had to end unfortunately.

'I never caught your name by the way.' He said before standing up.

'Its Y/N.'

'Well, it was nice talking to you Y/N Maybe I'll see you saturday.'

'Same to you! And i hope so' I chuckled.

He grabbed his things but before he could turn around i called him out, 'Wait what's your name!?'

He proceeded to press the button before opening the door, making me believe he hadn't heard me. But before he stepped off the train, he answered. 'Jared.' He said winking and stepped off the train.

I had to think for a while but then it hit me. The brown hair, the blue eyes, that voice.

I just talked to freaking Jared Leto.

Oh my god.