She's going off to college, majoring in dance. But she's doing a dual degree. Dance and Sports Journalism/ photography. He is the well known football player. Majoring in kinesiology. He is known for getting around. She sees him on the field. Instantly knows he's trouble but is interested in him. He sees her walking to her class one day. He is also interested in her, just not the way people think. It's like he actually sees her. How they meet? How she sees him. After orientation, it's dark. She wonders around trying to find the dance room. She finds it, but he's in there with a girl. She walks away before they see her. But he saw her. Couple days later at a party he stops her and asks if she saw him and that girl. They keep running into each other. On the field, classes, hallways, parties.

Because He Noticed Freya Skye learned how to disappear without leaving. A pulled hood. A quiet smile. A love that looked safe from the outside and felt like a cage from within. Everyone believed the version of her that said she was fine. Everyone-except Malachi Barton. He has known her since before secrets had names. Since silence meant comfort, not fear. Even when time, distance, and a boyfriend who hated his presence tried to pull them apart, Malachi never stopped watching her. Never stopped noticing the small things others ignored-the way she flinched, the way she apologized too quickly, the way she kept shrinking. When he sees the bruise, the lie finally breaks. What Freya is trapped in isn't love. It's control dressed up as concern. And Malachi becomes the one person she can't lie to anymore. The only one who knows how bad it really was. The only one who stays when the truth comes out shaking. But noticing is dangerous. It draws lines. It invites consequences. And loving someone who is breaking means standing in the dark with them while they decide whether they want to survive. As fear turns into fury and silence turns into confession, the bond between Freya and Malachi shifts into something undeniable-something fierce and fragile and terrifyingly real. Because some loves don't arrive loudly. They arrive quietly. They notice. And they refuse to look away. A dark romantic story about control, survival, and the kind of love that doesn't promise to save you- only to stay when everything else falls apart.

Give requests please. I'll write mini stories about Fralachi. When giving requests please don't do weird stuff please. Make it normal and believable

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A mix of one shots about Freya and Malachi. They are aged up in all stories. There's lots of fluff and tension. There is no smut. Requests are welcome!

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The Bright family was always meant to be picture-perfect. Richard, the corporate lawyer; Crystal, the devoted mother; and Nova, the high-achieving daughter. But when the cracks start to form, no amount of glue can fix it. Once her world shatters, it's Victor and her friends who pick up the pieces. It's time to roll up the welcome mat. Part 4 of the Just Can't Fake It universe, a human and college AU story for Zombies 4: Dawn of the Vampires. Originally posted on AO3.

Malachi Barton one shots (smut warning)

NONE OF THIS IS REAL ITS JUST TO HELP MY DELUSIONS

Freya's spent her life surviving heartbreak. Her dad died from alcoholism. Her mom left and never came back. Raised by her grandmother, Freya finally found stability-until the tour. When her grandma dies unexpectedly mid-tour, Freya's world collapses. The news comes from Malachi's mom, and Malachi is right there when it hits. What follows is grief, unraveling, and the kind of love that doesn't ask her to be okay-it just stays. A raw, emotionally intense one-shot turned into a story about loss, comfort, and the boy who holds her through it all. REQUESTED BY : @ brookelovesfrey