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#It Was Always You
mystic-vampire · 8 months
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I always fuck up just enough that the people I love eventually hate me
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byeoltoyuki · 8 months
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It was always you
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↳ Pairing: Felix x Reader
❧ Genre : Fluff / friends to lovers / smut
❧ Warnings: unprotected sex / oral (m)
❧ Words : +2k
❧ Summary : Sometimes, a misunderstanding can lead to something much more interesting.
Waking up to gentle kisses being pressed to your shoulders, to your back worried you for many different reasons. First, when you went to sleep, you remembered clearly being alone in the appartement, Felix, your best friend who also happened to be your roommate was away, having a game night with his friends. Second reason, you remembered checking twice that you had locked the door (because you were that paranoid whenever left alone). But the main reason was definitely the fact that you were single, therefore there was absolutely no reason for someone to be in your bed, hugging and kissing you.
Panic surged through you as you tried your best to control your breathing, to control your heart, in hope to give yourself some more time to figure out who the hell was with you. Unfortunately for you, whoever was toying with you, kissed a spot right behind your ear – you jerked.
“Done with pretending being asleep?” You knew that voice. That deep, rough, terribly attractive voice. Too well. Which also meant that you were about to commit murder.
You snapped your eyes open. With as much strength as you could muster, you pushed him off you, only to pin him under you, pinning his wrists above his head. “You’re a dead man, I hope you know that.” But Felix only smiled sheepishly at you, not minding at all being at your mercy. In fact, he was more than enjoying the view of you on top of him.
“Hi, love.” Felix simply said, without trying to defend himself.
“The hell is wrong with you, Felix? I thought I was about to get killed in my sleep.” You let go of his wrists and straighten your back. You could have rolled over and free him, but chose not to. Maybe because you wanted to make sure he wouldn’t try something else; you knew Felix, he was a prankster and there was no boring day (or peaceful) with him. Or maybe, and you didn’t want to admit it, you simply enjoyed the view.
Your relationship with Felix was simple and complicated at the same time. Simple, because you had been friends for years. He was the only person who had seen you at your worst and stuck by your side, never judging, never questioning. He was the one constant in your life. He made your days so much better - he made you laugh; he made you smile. Felix, with his cute freckles, with his addictive laugh, with his voice that just didn’t match his boyish look (not so boyish anymore but that too, you refused to admit), felt like home. Maybe, it was the reason you accepted to move in with him.
But moving in with him was also what made your relationship so complicated. It was one thing spending time with him from time to time, but being stuck with him almost every day and every hour of the day, did make a difference. You discovered new facets of him that made you question your feelings. You found yourself seeking his company more than you used to. You found yourself staring at him more than acceptable. But the worst part of it was how your heart behaved around him. A brush of hands? Your heart would start beating crazily. A hug from him? And you would simply melt in his arms. A peck on your cheek? You wanted to cup his face and simply kiss him.
You were an idiot, you knew it. You couldn’t have done more cliché than that and fall for your best friend. But you did. And no matter how much you tried to convince yourself that you didn’t, your heart and body reminded you of the truth.
Just like right now.
You cleared your throat and slapped yourself mentally for your very unwelcomed thoughts.
“You look pretty alive to me.” Felix commented, his eyes twinkled with mischief – you slapped his chest in response. “And violent, as always.”
Felix was being definitely weird. Or maybe just a little bit weirder than usual. It was one thing, he scared you, but was it necessary to hug and kiss your shoulders? Nope. But you couldn’t find the strength in you to ask him why he did it. “I thought you were staying with the guys?”
“It was the plan.”
“But?”
“But, Jeongin mentioned something.” To your utter surprise, Felix’s eyes darkened at the mention of his friend. Whatever Jeongin had told him, he didn’t like it. No, worse, it truly upset him. Should it worry you? Probably. You could count on the fingers of one hand how many times you saw him angry.
“What did he say?”
His mouth set in a hard line. Yep, Felix was angry. Just when you decided it was best if you went back to your empty side of the bed, Felix grabbed you by your hips, grip strong, fingers digging right into your flesh. He held you tightly, forcing you to stay on top of him.
You blinked, taken aback with his sudden gesture. “Felix, what did he say?”
“Don’t you have something to tell me?” He asked instead.
You did, but Jeongin knew nothing about it. Nobody knew.
“I really don’t know what you’re talking about. So how about, you just ask me what you want to know?” It was a tad frustrating to see him so upset over something you couldn’t understand.
Felix sighed. Without you expecting it, he flipped you over, your positions switched. Felix looked at you and despite the hurt and pain you saw in his eyes, you also saw a glimpse of something else. Something much more important and that made your heart skipped a beat. He was looking at you as if you were the most precious person in the world – a look you had never noticed before. Or were you just so oblivious?
“I can’t pretend anymore, Y/N.” Felix whispered, his own admission hurting him more than the look you gave him.
“Pretend?”
“I know it was my idea for you to move in with me. I thought that if you spent every day of your life with me, you would come to realize how much you mean to me. I hoped that you would start seeing me more than just a friend.”
Understanding dawned on you. All this time, all his small gestures, it wasn’t a coincidence. No, he was doing it on purpose, to make you realize. It worked; you were just too stupid to fully grasp his intentions.
“I was wrong. When Jeongin told me about you and Chris, I just wanted to go home and see you.”
“Me and Chris?” You interrupted him, too stunned.
“Aren’t you seeing him?”
“You got to be kidding me.” You groaned in both annoyance and embarrassment. You covered your face with your hands, couldn’t believe that Jeongin had misunderstood the situation. “You,” You grabbed him by his shirt and pulled him toward you, face inches from yours. “Are a dumbass. And so am I.”
Felix blinked in confusion. Your proximity was making it hard to think.
“Chris went shopping with me last week to get you, dumbass, my best friend, who also happens to be the guy I like, a present.” You didn’t hesitate for even a second as you pecked his lips, to snap him out of his trance.
It worked. Felix’s face broke into such a bright and big smile – it hurt. “You like me?”
“Reconsidering it right now to be honest.” You teased him
“Don’t you fucking dare.” He growled and cupped your face before claiming your lips into a very needed and long due kiss.
You would be lying if you said you never imagined kissing Felix, because you did. Hundreds of times. But the reality was so much better. Nothing could compare to how heavenly his lips felt against yours. Nothing compared to how addicting his lips were.
“I like you so much.” Felix breathed against your lips. “So damn,” he kissed you again, “much.”
You broke the kiss only to flip him over and straddle his thighs. You pulled your shirt over your head and threw it on the floor, leaving you with nothing but your panties on. Felix inhaled sharply at the beautiful sight before him. Your beautiful bare, soft breasts. He just couldn’t resist the urge to reach out and touch. He cupped your left breast, gave it a squeeze – you bit on your lips to hold back your moan.
“You’re so beautiful.” He didn’t hesitate to straighten up to kiss your other breast, biting softly the tender flesh before his mouth was fully on your nipple. “So fucking beautiful.”
You plunged your fingers into his hair, pushing his face further against your chest. The feel of his lips, his every flick of his tongue, his warmth – it set your body on fire. Your whole body was aching, begging for more. You needed more.
You cupped his face, pecked his lips before grabbing the edge of his shirt and pulling it over his head. You ran your hand up and down his chest before pushing him back on the bed. Your hands splayed across his chest; you took a second to admire him. There was no doubt that Felix was beautiful, both from inside and outside.
You pressed your lips to his sharp jaw, to his neck. You slid down his body, slowly, trailing kisses as you went down. You made sure to memorize every inch of his skin, to leave tiny marks here and there so the two of you would remember that this was real and not just a dream.
With skilled fingers, you pulled at his sweatpants along with his boxer to free his aching, hard, pretty cock. You licked your lips at the sight, imagining already how good he would feel inside you, filling you.
You brushed your thumb over the tip, his cock twitched in response – Felix inhaled sharply, you would be the death of him and you didn’t even know it.
You dragged your tongue along his shaft, watching his every hiss, his every jerk, felt him hardening. “I hope that next time you doubt me, you’ll think back about tonight.” You kissed the tip of his cock, “You’ll think about how good my lips felt around your pretty cock.” With those last words, you took him into your mouth, eagerly, wanting to taste him, wanting to hear what kind of pretty noises he would make while you played with him. You wanted to see him lose himself.
Felix watched you through hooded eyes as you took him deeper and sucked. He growled, unable to hold back as you played with him, lips, tongue, hands – he had no chance to last. He always knew you were a sweet torture but right now it happened to be truer than ever.
“Fuck, Y/N.” He reached for your head, fingers digging into your scalp as he pushed you harder, making you take more of him. “I’ll never have enough of this mouth.”
By the way he was throbbing between your lips, you knew that if you kept your rhythm, he wouldn’t last. And as much as you wanted to see him come apart, it would be for another time. You pulled away, making him whine at the loss of your warmth. You pecked his lips, smiling at his reaction. “Next time. Right now, I need you inside.”
You grabbed his cock and guided him to your entrance. Slowly, you eased yourself down onto him, the stretch, the fullness of him making you sigh in pure bliss. Finally, you could feel him. All of him. Only when he was fully inside you, you stilled. Hands splayed across his chest, you threw your head back, taking a moment to adjust, a moment to enjoy the stretch.
“You feel so good.” Felix was fighting the urge to move, to thrust from his spot. But he did none of that. He waited for you to be ready. He waited for you to set the rhythm.
And you did. You started moving, slowly at first, wanting to feel the slow drag of his cock against your walls, clenching around him.
“Shit, don’t do that.” He begged but out of spite you did it again. “You’re such a fucking tease.”
“I learnt from the best.” That being said, you moved faster, alternating between bouncing and rolling your hips. The stimulation was slowly driving you crazy.
Felix’s hands and mouth were back on your breasts. Between the feeling of his cock, deep inside you, and his lips on you, you could feel your release, so close.
You plunged your fingers into his locks, playing with it while you moved. His cock reaching, stroking all the right spots, making you arch your back and mewl his name, over and over again.
“I won’t last.” You warned him
Felix’s hands found your hips, only to help you to move faster, bringing you over the edge. You came undone. You convulsed around him, your whole body trembling from your intense release. Felix kept thrusting, seeking his own release, fucking you through your orgasm.
“Fuck, Y/N.” He let out a harsh groan as he exploded inside you.
Felix had his head pressed against your chest, panting against your skin. You rested your chin on top of his head, hugging him closer to you, recovering together.
“I think,” Felix started and pulled away to look at you, smiling proudly and wickedly, “I should misunderstand you more often if it leads to that.”
You snorted in response and kissed his lips. His damn addictive lips.
“You better not, asshole.”
While the two of you were too busy embracing, your phone’s screen lit, showing one, single, message from Jeongin.
“You can thank me later.”
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stargazer333 · 6 months
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Mike knew damn well that he wasn't the only one having nightmares. As close together as they slept at night, it was impossible not to feel how Harvey would start awake with a single gasp and lie there, breathing hard for a long moment, occassionally dragging his fingers through Mike's hair, trying to calm himself down.
He was also aware of the ritual that would come after- how Harvey would gently shift Mike onto his side, and adjust the pillows around him so that he wouldn't wake up uncomfortable and the blankets so he wouldn't wake up cold. Then he'd get out of bed, down what was left of his water and then get up to refill his glass before he double and tripple checked that every door in the apartment was locked. Only then would Harvey allow himself to lay back down, wrapping himself as tightly around Mike as possible reguardless of what the consequences would be for his back in the morning.
It was getting less and less unusual for Mike to wake up practically pinned to the mattress with Harvey's body curled defensively over him.
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chadwick-beiber · 5 months
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How do i get over the problem that is you?
I know everything about you. I know your name, your birthday. I know that your middle name is your mother’s, and how you blow dry your hair. I know where you go on summer break and I know that you got over your ex before he got over you. I know the way you clasp someone’s hands when you’re excited, I know the way call when you panic. I know what music you listen to when your sad, I know what you wanted to be when we were ten.
But I don’t know who you like now. I don’t know where you sleep or what posters you put up on your walls or who at school you secretly hate. I don’t know if you love me or hate me, if you care, if you think of me at all. If the thought of who we were makes you happy, or something foreign and forgiving, a sad anger, that time took something so precious away from you, as it so easily did from me. Do you think of me before you fall asleep? Before your eyes grow dark and heavy, and your lashes (do you wear mascara now? do you curl them?) fall softly over your cheeks. Do you still dream of the things you used to? Do I?
You are my worst medicine and my greatest disease. We don’t have to be friends, but please don’t forget about me, stranger.
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Good Omens Fic Rec: It Was Always You
A chance encounter during one of the worst times of Ezra Fell’s life reunites him with his once best friend and the one who got away. Though, that would imply he ever had him in the first place. Anthony Crowley and his son, Warlock, relocate to the quieter city of Tadfield from that of London. In the process, manages to find again that one person who always made him feel less alone, the one person he was pretty sure he was never going to speak to again. But the road to true love never did run smooth (something that’s been true from their very beginning). Despite the easy way they fall back into each other, their lives don't seem to follow suit, and if it's not one challenge its another. But despite everything they find themselves facing down, the ten years without each other taught them one thing: they’re better together than they are apart.
Length: 236,585 words
AO3 Rating: Teen and Up
Best for: Safe in Public, Taking Breaks, Human AU, Slow Burn, Romance, Fluff, Pick-me-up
Triggers: None
Read it here, fic by mltrefry
*Minor Spoilers* Strap in, because this is going to be a long rec post. This story hit pretty much all my personal buttons on the parent AU side, so I knew it would end up being a favorite of mine. But then, to combine it with such a rich and wonderful story of how Crowley and Ezra grew up together as best friends? It felt tailor-made for me.
Let's start with the present. Crowley is the father of five-year-old Warlock, owns a very successful flower shop, and has moved to Tadfield to be closer to that branch of the business. Ezra has just lost his sister Eliza and is now the guardian to his nephew Adam. Both men are content with their lives, but the memory of their fallout plagues them both. In the past, we follow their entire history—from their first meeting, to new boyfriends, supporting each other through hard times, and the unbearable pain of their unspoken mutual pining.
I loved everything about this story. As parents, they're both amazing. They love being dads, they never see their sons as a burden, and I'm so thankful that this story doesn't cause any unnecessary angst for them in this aspect. Their family is built on love, safety, and trust. I adored the boys, their new routines, and their entire extended family of side characters.
I was fascinated by their past relationships. Every person each of them dated was such a complex and interesting side character. I appreciated how even when a partner is flawed, they're not portrayed as evil—especially Gabriel. Yes, he's an asshole, and he can't take no for an answer, but he's not evil. He does nothing to purposely sabotage Ezra's happiness, which was something I was honestly expecting a bit. The character of Oscar here was a particular standout for me. I also loved how the red string of fate kept connecting them in ways I don't think they'll ever realize. Which is lovely, but also a little silly in that it almost feels like there's only like 8 queer men in all of Britain. But each relationship taught them more about life and themselves, and yes, maybe it would have been easier for them if they confessed their love earlier in their lives. However, that wasn't meant to be; they came together at exactly the right point in their lives. They were meant to have this wonderful family together.
And watching them grow up together? I was glued to every moment. Their family lives were unique and complex. Completely original to this story, which sometimes can feel too removed from canon. But it didn't feel that way to me ever. Or if it ever did, it wasn't a negative. I don't believe this is the kind of story you could scrub out the Good Omens and repackage it as any other couple. Even though technically it should be easy to do with this set up. There isn't that much Good Omens canon in it, but still, this just feels like Crowley and Aziraphale despite how much of an AU it is.
Ok, I gotta stop before this becomes even longer, there are SO MANY plot points I could talk about. But seriously, if you love parent stories or stories of them being friends as kids, this is a must-read. It's satisfyingly long, but also so effortless that you will spend hours in this world, and it'll feel like seconds. The writing is excellent, so detailed that you'll feel like you're actually there, but never gets bogged down in itself. This is now a forever favorite of mine!
Read it here, fic by mltrefry
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trihedaburden · 1 year
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It Was Always You (even when it wasn't)
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sam-spills-alot · 2 years
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sugurusmoon · 1 month
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Conversations with my dead beloved
Him: “Would you have peeled an orange for me?”
Me: “Are you seriously asking me that? After everything?
I would have peeled a pomegranate for you.
Fuck, I would have swallowed the seeds whole and followed you straight into hell, the juices on my lips staining yours with my kiss.”
Him: (sighing) “You’re utterly hopeless, you know that, right?”
Me: “I’m not the one who is dead.”
Him: “You’re the one still talking to me 5 years later. Your romanticism knows no limits.”
Me: “Neither does my love…”
Him: “I know…I am the one who’s dead.”
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alwaysadri1 · 2 months
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Your touch electrified me, every bit of my being. Even in the calm, even in the chaos. I knew it would destroy every part of me when it was gone. What if i never recover i thought. You were my light when it was dark. My spark every night. I can’t fathom a world without you in it.
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youonlyzingonce · 2 months
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I miss you and I miss what we had. Ive hated these last 2581 days we've gone since we last held each other. I miss my best friend. I miss feeling whole. I'm tired, I'm so tired Savanah, since the day we met you have always felt like home to my soul and I havent slept well without you in my arms this whole time. I miss talking to you. I miss running errands with you, grocery shopping with you, doing life with you. I miss you. You're the only girl I've truly ever wanted to live/annoy & create a family full of kids, grandkids, dogs and animals forever with.
I miss you. I miss waking up to you. And I miss falling asleep holding you in my arms. I miss you. I miss it all. I've loved you since the day we met. And I will for the rest of my life.
But as much as miss how everything used to be. Well how no matter how many times I pray about it. No matter how many times I wish want a star. No matter how many times I ask Santa. I'm not foolish enough to think that they ever could. I've changed a lot as I'm sure you have. But way deep down we both know the feelings we once had are still and will always be there between us.
And even if God and the universe were to create a miracle where our lives once again intersected, things won't ever be the same as the once were...... But That doesn't necessarily make it a bad thing or not worth trying. We could be an even stronger couple than we once had ever been, if we implemented the knowledge gained and lessons we both have gained & we actually communicate. Remembering we are a TEAM working together towards a mutual goal.
Because for me when I would say that I loved you Always and forever. To the Moon and back. It was because I meant it was my whole heart.
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Maybe I need to befriend a scientist, who Is studying time travel. So I can go back in time. Do things differently that time. Handle certain things better. Assert myself as more of a leader for our family. Make God more of a cornerstone in our relationship. Making sure we communicated about everything. Not going to Oregon this time. And asking for your days blessing for your hand on that 1st fishing trip he & I went on. And asking you to marry me right away rather than waiting for all the Dominos to be set up like I had.
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...... But who am I kidding. Even if I did in the future find somebody with a time machine this would be the reality of it....
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And so I think I'm doomed to now forever miss you. You were the love of my life. And I'll never feeling what I did for you towards another. I'll never again give anyone what's left of the shattered pieces of my broken heart.
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For a zing only happens
..... ONCE IN YOUR LIFE
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mystic-vampire · 8 months
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You disappeared from my life
You said you wouldn’t leave but you did
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pinxreaperwrites · 6 months
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You Aren't Alone...
For anyone reading this, I want to emphasize the significance of stepping out of our comfort zones and sharing lifes experiences. It is through these moments that we can grow, learn, and expand our horizons. So, take a leap of faith and share you experience - you never know how much of a difference a random stranger could make in your life. 
By opening up and sharing, we not only inspire others but also create a sense of connection and understanding in a world that often feels disconnected. So, let go of any hesitation and embrace the power of vulnerability. Your story matters, and it has the potential to touch someone's heart in ways you may never imagine. 
Just know that this is a safe space where you will be heard and supported without judgment. Remember, vulnerability is not a sign of weakness, but rather a testament to your strength and resilience. So, trust in the power of sharing and let your voice be heard.  Nobody may even see this post but just know, I will be here to listen and offer support. 
Words have the ability to create a ripple effect, inspiring others to open up and share their own stories. Together, we can create a community where vulnerability is celebrated and connections are deepened.  
Here goes nothing, 
My name is Alizé, I'm 20 and I have been battling with many health issues since 2017. It has been a challenging journey, but I have learned to appreciate the small victories and find strength in the support of others. Sharing my story not only helps me heal but also encourages others to share their own struggles and find solace in knowing they are not alone. I was diagnosed with fibromyalgia and suspected Lupus back then and recently as the symptoms have stacked I have received quite a few more diagnoses. These are Pots, Epilepsy, and PNES. These additional diagnoses have added complexity to my health journey, but I refuse to let them define me. For anyone with an invisible illness or anything they are currently battling. Just know you are not alone. Others may look at you and not understand the daily challenges you face, but there is a whole community of individuals who can relate and empathize with your experiences. It's important to remember that your worth and identity are not determined by your illnesses, but by the strength and resilience you demonstrate in navigating through them. Keep pushing forward and seeking support from those who truly understand what you're going through. 
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Summary: A Marvey Novelization of Suits Season 5B through the end of Season 6. A lot of mutual pining and angst will occur before we reach the happy ending.
(Or: How Suits should have ended)
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shakespeareinlovee · 6 months
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You complete me ❤️
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duskwoodgirl4life · 1 year
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Thank you @babeczka415 for giving me this amazing idea 🙂 this is a story of a battle between Jake and Phil trying to win over MC while they are at college.
Chapter 1
MC's POV
It's my first official day at college. I've been looking forward to this day for so long, high school was firmly behind me. Normally I would be a little nervous but I had my two best friends by my side. Jake, I've known him since I started high school. He's quiet but he's super fun to be around. He always knows how to make me laugh. Then there is Phil, a total chick magnet wherever he goes there are girls there checking him out he loves the attention. We mostly have the same classes together we're all super excited to be starting our first day. As usual Phil is late I swear he needs to be pushed out of his bed to get his day started. Jake is completely different from Phil. He's more like me. He's rarely late. I do like spending one on one time with Jake. He's really cute. I love spending time with Phil, just the two of us.
I'm meeting the guys near the benches outside the main entrance. Our first class together is math. I hate math. I only took it because Jake didn't want to be on his own with Phil having to put up with his constant flirting.
"Hey Jake, you made it" MC hugs Jake with a smile on her face "hey MC, I made it on time unlike a certain person" Jake rolled his eyes at Phil being late again. "What time is our first class Jake?" "Jake took out his time table and checked what time the first class starts, it starts at 9:30" "it's nearly 9:20 if he doesn't turn up in a minute he's on his own" a few minutes went by and still no sign of Phil just as Jake and MC decide they had waited long enough Phil came running over to them. "Hey guys sorry I'm late damn alarm clock didn't go off" "yeah, yeah save the excuses come on we're gonna be late" MC tapped her watch in annoyance at Phil.
They walked into the building walking through what seemed like endless corridors.
After finding the class they took their seats Jake and Phil argued over who was going to sit next to MC. In the end MC got annoyed and pulled out a coin and flipped it in the air "right Jake call it" "heads" MC took her hand off the coin "heads it is Jake your seat next to me is free" Jake couldn't help the smug smile on his face as he walked passed Phil to sit next to MC. Phil grumbled and sat down behind them. It wasn't all that bad he did have a girl sitting next to him but he was distracted by Jake sitting next to MC.
Phil's POV
What do I have to do to get close to her every time I try that idiot Jake is always there to ruin everything. I need to come up with a plan where it doesn't involve Jake tagging along. I want to be alone with MC. I know what I can do after class before the idiot boy over there gets a chance I will make my move. I will take MC out dancing. I know how much she loves to dance. Jake you may have won this round but I will win the next just you wait and see.
I've got it all planned out. I'll take MC dancing and sweep her off her feet and she will fall in love with me. After we can get ice cream it's one of her favorite things to do. Lost in my own thoughts I didn't hear the teacher ask me a question. All of a sudden I feel a rolled up piece of paper hit my forehead.
"Jake what the hell!! Why did you do that" Jake sat there with a smug smile on his face "Mr Hawkins, please pay attention or leave this classroom immediately" "erm s-sorry sir won't happen again" Phil swallowed the hard lump in his throat while glaring at Jake. After the first class was finished they gathered their stuff and left the room. As they were walking out Phil noticed Jake had his arm around MCs waist. He could feel the anger inside him bubbling up inside him.
"So how about it MC you and me go check out the new scream movie?" "I'd love to Jake, I've been wanting to watch it for ages" "perfect pick you up around 7pm?" "I can't wait" MC couldn't help but smile at Jake's warm inviting eyes. "Hey, what's with the smile? Your mum making your favorite dinner Dunfort?" "Shut your face Hawkins" bothen stood glaring at each other. MC could help but roll her eyes at how stupid they were both being. "When you two girls have finished we have our next class to get to" both Phil and Jake stopped their argument when they heard what MC had said to them. "I am all man, every last bit of me" Phil stood flexing what muscles he had.
After their computer class it was time for lunch so they decided to go outside and find somewhere on the grass to eat. Jake had to put some books back in his locker. Phil took this opportunity to ask MC out on that date. "Do you fancy coming dancing tonight MC? Then we can get ice cream after" "I'm sorry Phil I can't" "come on let's go have some fun I'll get you your favorite flavor ice cream" "I'd love to really but I can't I'm going out with Jake" "am sure he won't mind of you blow him off for tonight" "I'm not going to do that Phil, why don't we go another night" "okay, how about tomorrow night" "okay, it's a date MC"
Jake came back over and he could see that stupid smug grin on Phil's face, he knew he was up to something but he couldn't put his finger on it.
Jake's POV
What is he up to this time? Why can't he just leave MC alone, she's clearly not interested in him. I love how her eyes light up when she smiles, whenever she walks into a room it just brightens up. I've known MC since high school. We instantly clicked and have been best friends ever since. I've liked her from the first day I saw her walk into English. There was an empty seat next to me and I offered the seat. I've been in love with MC since I was 16. I've had to stand by and watch her be with complete idiots. I've always been there when it's all gone wrong.
As I get closer to MC and Phil I hear Phil asking MC out, she turns him down. That makes me very happy but the smile is soon gone when they make the date for another night. Damn!! I need to think of something to stop him from taking her out, maybe tonight I can tempt her with something special. Maybe after the movie I will take her dancing and then go get ice cream. I feel the smile creep back onto my face as I work out my plan for ruining Phil's plans.
After all their classes had finished the 3 walked home they only lived a couple of blocks away from the college. They arrived at Phil's place first he always hated this part he had to watch Jake walk with MC. When Jake arrived at MCs place he was about to say he would see her later but she stopped him. "Why don't you come in for a bit, my parents are away so we won't be bothered" the way MC looked up at Jake it just melted his heart and there was no way he could turn down her request. "I'd love to MC" in the excitement MC pecked Jake on the cheek leaving him red faced.
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