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queen-asteria04 · 21 hours ago
George Weasley x Angelina Johnson, George Weasley x ex!fem!reader Trigger Warnings: heart break, kissing, mentions of taking a shower. Summary: How did George move on so quickly? And why was it affecting you in such a way? a/n: This was for the Sour Writing Challenge @doctcr-reid  Please enjoy this will have a pt.2 hopefully!
We broke up a month ago Your friends aren't mine, you know, I know You've moved on, found someone new One more girl who brings out the better in you And I thought my heart was attached For all the sunlight of our past
‘It’s not you. It’s me,’ he said a month ago, it was quick, mumbled. Almost as if he was afraid to say it. A month before that he had said ‘She is just a friend. I promise’ But that was 2 months ago, you were supposed to have accepted it by now right? I mean George looks far happier with Angelina than he ever did with you. But it was when Lee Jordan had let it slip in a casual conversation. “Do you want to hang out this weekend? Fred is going to bother Katie, Dean is out doing something with Seamus, and George is going on a da-” quickly coughing to cover it up. “George is busy. You could help me out though, I was planning on working in the library.” Simply letting a smile grace your lips, you shook your head. “Of course, I’ll see you then.” slipping away and past the other unsuspecting people you made your way to the quidditch pitch. 
You weren’t on the quidditch team, but something about being there felt so… safe. Maybe it was the fact that if you screamed no one could hear you, no one would question why or what. Or maybe it was because that was where you first really saw George Weasley. Where after every win, you would run down to the pitch and he would pick you up and kiss you while spinning. It was where you had your first date, when you admitted that you love each other. It is where George said he would love you forever.
But she's so sweet, she's so pretty Does she mean you forgot about me?
Arriving at the quidditch pitch you heard laughs and giggles. It broke your heart, you knew that laugh as if it were your own. Because at one point it was. Slipping underneath the seats you saw Angelina Johnson smiling flirtatiously at George. They had been joking about something, but then they got closer and were almost kissing when George said those dreaded words; dreaded for you at least. “I love you Angelina Johnson, and you are the only girl I ever want to spend the rest of my life with.” Connecting their lips, you tried to hold back a sob as you sped away to the Black Lake.  How did he move on so fast? Does this mean that he just forgot about you? About everything you did together, every kiss, every tear, every night spent with each other? Maybe it was because she was voted the most beautiful girl in school. It was a stupid typical school thing but it had went to your brain. You weren’t even on the list, not that it mattered.
Oh, I hope you're happy, but not like how you were with me I'm selfish, I know, I can't let you go So find someone great but don't find no one better I hope you're happy, but don't be happier
You had spent who knows how long out at the Black Lake, it was long enough for someone to come after you.
“Y/N! Are you out here?” It was Luna, although you hadn’t been the closest of friends, you were still friends. “Y/N I know you are. Where are you at though?” You could hear her footsteps getting closer. Then you saw her appear from the other side of the tree, she was carrying a sandwich that was wrapped up. “Oh there you are,” she smiled graciously while sitting herself beside you. “I asked if I could bring an extra sandwich with me for you. Here you are.” pushing the sandwich to you, you begin scarfing it down until there is nothing left. “Thank you Luna.” You were almost embarrassed of yourself, probably have a splotchy face, puffy eyes, and mascara running. 
“Of course. If you don’t mind me asking, what happened?” Grabbing your hand in hers she started rubbing comforting circles on the back. 
“I saw George today and- and he was telling Angelina how much he loved her. And how he wanted to spend the rest of his life with her. But that’s what he promised me. I truly want him to be happy, but I mean is it wrong if I just- if I don’t want him to be as happy as he was with me? Is it bad if I want to be the best he ever had? Because then maybe he would come back to me?” Lying your head down in her lap, she began to brush through your hair with her painted fingernails. 
“I don’t think so. It is okay to be hurt, but we have to move on at some point.”
And do you tell her she's the most beautiful girl you've ever seen? An eternal love bullshit you know you'll never mean Remember when I believed you meant it when you said it first to me? And now I'm pickin' her apart Like cuttin' her down make you miss my wretched heart But she's beautiful, she looks kind, she probably gives you butterflies
You held every memory, all the words, all the laughs, Angelina had none of that. She used to be just one of the quidditch team players. In fact she was desperately in love with Fred Weasley, how did you know that? Because she was your best friend at one point. But then George interrupted a girls night, and you saw how she caught his eye, simply for a moment before he came over and gave you a kiss. But you never forgot that look. Merlin, she was no better than you! If anything she was worse, going after Fred. Then when she didn’t get attention from him went off after George, who was HAPPILY in a relationship at the time. She is such a common goblin, borderline foul git. You had wished she had warts all over her and a mean snaggle tooth that pushed all the guys away.  Why did she even do it? Was it something you did? You had been nothing but good to her all your friendship, listening to her talk on and on about how handsome Fred was.
You felt sick now, how could you think these things about her. No matter what she had done, she was once your friend and didn’t deserve such words thrown at her. She was actually amazing. She had helped you through the many attacks you had at the beginning of your time at Hogwarts. She helped you in the classes you were struggling with, she consoled you when you felt as though you would never meet anyone who loved you. She was gorgeous honestly. You hadn’t the faintest idea why Fred hadn’t wanted to be with her, or half of the school. Actually the whole school probably had a crush on her at some point, she is just too naïve to see it. 
I hope you're happy, but not like how you were with me I'm selfish, I know, I can't let you go So find someone great but don't find no one better I hope you're happy, I wish you all the best, really Say you love her, baby, just not like you loved me And think of me fondly when your hands are on her
I hope you're happy, but don't be happier It was easy to imagine cursing George out, it was easier in your mind. Now standing in front of the waiting boy you couldn’t remember a word of what you wanted to say, so it was time to just go with it. 
“George, I feel like I- or we-.” Your mind wasn’t letting you get it out. 
“Take your time.” Taking in a deep breath you began the journey to your inevitable heartbreak, again.
“I hope you are happy with Angelina.” a smile worked it’s way upon his face, but was soon wiped off “But not like how you were with me. I know it is selfish but I can’t let you go. So, please be happy but just don’t be happier. And don’t ever say ‘I love you’ like you did with me. And think of me while you and her are together, holding hands and kissing. So I hope you are happy, but don’t you dare be happier.” You hadn’t meant to be like that. But now you were spitting out venom as if it was the only thing you had. 
George looked as though he had just seen the giant squid for the first time. He had never seen you so angry, he didn’t know if he himself was angry or impressed. But before he got the chance to decide, you were storming off. 
Ooh, ooh-ooh-ooh-ooh, ooh-ooh-ooh-ooh Ooh-ooh-ooh-ooh, ooh-ooh-ooh I hope you're happy, just not like how you were with me
“I hope you're happy, just not like how you were with me… That sounds so mean?” You had to re-rehearse every line in your head during your shower. It didn't occur to you that there may be other girls in the lavatories as well. Angelina Johnson was washing her hands listening to you ramble on about how you were hurting, how you were angry. Turning off the shower you wrapped yourself in a towel before stepping out to meet a very confused Angelina.
“Who are you talking about?” she asked with a knowing glare. 
“I don’t- um I don’t know what you are talking about. I’m sorry you had to listen to me, I was just going over something.” Gathering up your things you quickly scurried out slipping on clothing as fast as possible. You hadn’t meant to create such a mess, but George had to know how you felt. Letting it fester inside you would only cause damage. What you did was selfish, it was horrible and awful, but Angelina was at as much fault for coming in and ruining what you had with George. At the end of the day, you did want them to be happier. But you knew that he would never be happier with her than he was with you.
I'm selfish, I know, can't let you go So find someone great, don't find no one better I hope you're happy, but don't be happier
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currentswim · a year ago
ADHD brain during all hours of sunlight: our body will never leave this bed so help me god
ADHD brain at 3 in the morning: if we don’t master the art of ballet Right This Fucking Instant we are going to die
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v-for-vidma · 2 years ago
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HAPPY BIRTHDAY OUR QUEEN > //// < ) / <333333
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nsaint1 · a year ago
The Perfect Quarantine Morning Routine:
1. As soon as you wake up, drink some water:
Drinking water first thing in the morning wakes up your system, flushes out toxins, and boosts your metabolism (helps you breath, think, digest, circulate blood)! Try to drink at least 500 ml, that’s about 1 water bottle when you wake up. Now that you’ve drunk 500 ml of water in the morning, you only need 500 more to make it to 1 Liter! Yes, just like that you’re already close to meeting your daily recommendation of water intake (2 liters).
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2. Spend some time reading The Word (Jesus time) or journaling:
Wether it’s spending time with God or journaling, do something that gives you a mental break. Do something that lets you escape to your own world where you are not focusing on the outside noise. Reading the Bible is a great mental escape, it keeps you grounded and reminded of your purpose, value, and how much you’re ur loved. Spending time in the Word will give you an overwhelming sense of peace and pure satisfaction. Use that time to de-stress.
Journaling on the other hand is a great way to keep your thoughts organized and inspire creativity! Let your mind explore. Wether it’s writing down your dreams, a simple to-do list, or your dream life, use this time to relax. Also, you can use this time to remind yourself of your daily/weekly goals or just simply read your affirmations for the day.
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3. Expose yourself to sunlight:
Besides the fact that sunlight gives us vitamin D, the right amount can actually improve our mood! Exposure to sunlight can help increase the brains release of serotonin (associated with boosting moods to help you feel calm and focused). So please, go for a walk in your neighborhood, open your window, workout outside, eat breakfast outside, just expose yourself to some sunlight!
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4. Get your morning workout in:
This is a must! Not only is working out amazing for your physical health, but it is also great for your mental health. Try to get in at least a 10-30 minute workout! It is best in the morning because that means you won’t have to do it later. Do at-home pilates, some form of cardio, weight training, or do some simple stretching (all available on YouTube). Whatever it is, just get your body moving! You will not regret it.
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5. Take a cold or warm shower:
What’s more refreshing than cold water hitting your skin after an amazing workout? Cold showers helps you feel more awake and increases circulation! For people, like myself, that are too afraid of cold showers in the morning, go a for a warm shower.
6. Have a healthy and filling breakfast:
Try to include fruits or vegetables in your breakfast. Fruits and vegetables are refreshing, and are full of rich vitamins, minerals, and antioxidants! Make sure your breakfast is also filling. When you eat a filling breakfast, it helps your appetite stay under control for the rest of the day! The better you eat, the better you feel!
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7. Start your day:
Now it is officially time to start your day! Get in your zone and stay focused. Although there is a pandemic going on, that is no excuse to be lazy. Stimulate your mind! Work on a project, complete some assignments, plan a business, read a book, do research on something you’ve always been interested in! Whatever you decide to do, make sure you are getting your work in for the day.
Remember, it is okay to be tired, it is okay to give yourself a break, but do not let yourself sit there. Use this time to grow! Set goals for yourself! Plant your seeds now, water them, and watch those beautiful flowers grow in the future! Take care of yourself, you are important, you are valued, and you are loved. You will make it through.
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schuylerpeck · 3 years ago
Bowls of cherries and pear trees in the summer. Bumblebees on honeysuckle bushes and fresh hot coffee. The wind running its fingers through the trees. Sunlight warms our strawberry patches. The mornings aren't quiet. There are robins picking twigs from the long grass and songbirds hiding in the branches. The hills are still wet with dew. Our neighbors' cows moo 'good morning' towards our windows. I roll over in bed to see you and find you already awake, already smiling. These days, I never wonder if you love me. I can see it so clearly on your face.
Schuyler Peck, Strawberry Patches
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nasa · 2 years ago
How NASA Earth Data Aids America
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Today we roll out a new communications project that highlights some of the many ways that NASA's Earth observations help people strengthen communities across the United States.
Space for U.S. features stories on how Earth science data is used to make informed decisions about public health, disaster response and recovery and environmental protection. By highlighting advanced technology from a global perspective, our data helps provide people achieve groundbreaking insights.
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For example, a family-owned coffee company in Maine used our sunlight, wind and temperature data to determine the placement of their power-generating solar wall.
Space for U.S. features 56 stories illustrating how our science has made an impact in every state in the nation as well as the District of Columbia, Puerto Rico and regions along the Atlantic, Pacific, Gulf of Mexico, and the Great Lakes.
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For six decades, we've used the vantage point of space to better understand our home planet and improve lives. Using Space for U.S., you can browse through stories about how applied Earth science either by state or by topics such as animals, disasters, energy, health, land and water. Each click brings you a story about how people are putting NASA data to work.
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Explore the true stories behind the innovative technology, groundbreaking insights, and extraordinary collaboration happening right here in the United States with Space for U.S.
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vodkakilledtheteen · 2 years ago
I just want us to stop pretending that we’re saving each other because the truth is we're not. You and I aren’t meant to plant flowers inside of each other. We planted flowers inside of each other a few months ago, and the truth is they still haven’t grown. We’ve been trying to cover all the shade in our life with sunlight, but the truth is sometimes things can be planted incorrectly, or sometimes the sun just isn’t enough to save a broken flower.
Alexa Evangelista, the book i’ll never finish writing 
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missdawnandherdusk · 10 months ago
the lakes
Draco Malfoy X Reader
Request: @youareinllve​: Imagine spending summer break at the Malfoy manor and you realize that this is the first time in a while that draco seems like a kid again, with no pressure from his family or Voldemort or the death eaters, just draco, your draco again, just having fun in a lake. (also see the lakes)
A/N: So I think this is the softest thing that I’ve ever written in my life and that’s saying something (especially for those of you who have been around for a while). It also has brilliant cadence, so if you can, read it aloud: it’s that much more enchanting if you can. By no means will this always be how I write, because it is more poetic than prose, but I don’t mind doing it now and against especially with a muse like folklore. Let me know what you think! Seriously, I thrive on y’all feedback/comments/reblogs.
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There were few days that I could call my own. The days when no one expected me to sit this way, talk that way, act perfectly. I could be young. I could be free. I could be loved. I could be with him.
There were few days that I could call him my own. The days when no one expected him to walk this way, speak that way, act like a Malfoy. He could be young. He could be free. He could be loved. He could be with me.
There were no tight-fitting robes. There were no school uniforms. There were no hours spent on hair and makeup. There was no time wasted in reflections. There were no side eye glances to steal.
There was the lightness of cotton. It was sundresses, cuffed trousers and flowy shirts. It was wide brimmed sun hats and bare feet. It was the softness of grass and the strength of the stones and comfort of earth.
It was his smile. The way it met his eyes. The way it called me in.
Into that cold water. That crystal-clear water. The water that matched the shade of his eyes.
Meet me at the lake,
Yours, Draco
That’s all it would take. That was when I knew the day was mine. When I knew he was. It was a trip to Windermere. To the wood skirting around his large suffocating manor. It was meeting him at the lake, where our days went to live and die.
“Took you long enough,” I’d tease as he passed the first few trees, his eyes scanning the foliage for me.
“Not all of us can apparate yet,” He’d jest back, taking my hand.
The warmth of his hand in mine matched the smile on his face. The sharp points of his cheekbones and jaw meeting the soft curves of his lips and eyelashes. The grass struggling to grow in the speckled light beckoned us forward. Our shoes, coats, and griefs left under a tree where our initials were carved. Sunlight filtered in golden and green through the trees lighting him softly.
Draco would take my hand and pull me close. His hands would rest on my waist as his nose nuzzled against mine in the calm lighting. Our breaths and the rustling of leaves were the only things heard. The only things that mattered to listen to. His lips would be soft and alluring on mine—just as his smile was.
The shock of the chilled water would elicit the most irresistible laughter and shouts of joy. The squishy earth beneath my toes would have me draped over Draco’s shoulders, just to avoid the prickling feeling. My dislike of the sensation would have him laughing yet again, and perhaps he’d roll his eyes at my ridiculousness. But he’d never complain. Instead he’d hold me or draw me deeper into the water.
The lake. The deep water. As soon as we could dive beneath it, our worries were gone. There was no war looming. There were no evil overlords. No heroes. No ransoms. There was no good versus bad. There was no sides. No houses. No prejudices.
There was me. 
There was Draco.
There was the hum of insects. There was the swaying of wisteria. His smile pressed against my skin.
“I love you,” He’d whisper. “More than anything,” 
“Never more than I love you,” I’d reply.
The enchanted water of that lake would take us to the banks. The outcropped rocks surrounded by flowers that were free to grow. That grew despite the adversity that it faced. The blanket would be soft under my touch as we carved a little square of the wildflowers to call our own.
Draco’s eyes would watch the distance, gazing upon the peaks of the mountains. Being with Draco seemed to make everything hurt less. No matter what it was, he had a way of soothing all of my worries and strife.
“How do I love thee?” He’d quote as I lay beside him watching the blueness of the heavens above.
“Let me count the ways,” I’d muse back, propping up on my arm so that I could catch a glimpse of the grey that his eyes held.
“I love thee to the depth and breadth and height my soul can reach,” The words would tumble from his lips with practiced ease, with the same grace as the breeze persuading the grass to waver.
“I love thee to the level of every day's most quiet need, by sun and candle-light.” My words would barely be heard above the babbling of the lost brook as the sun would stretch out its last efforts of warmth and guidance.
Draco would sit up then, tucking my drying hair behind my ear in a feeble attempt to tame it against the will of the wind gods that accompanied us.
“I love thee freely, as men strive for right.” An air of melancholy would haunt his words as shades began to seep back into our Eden.
“I love thee purely, as they turn from praise.” The gentle reminder would ward off the ghosts of who we were supposed to be as a smile would be mirrored on his face as it was mine. Again, we were free.
“I love thee with the passion put to use in my old griefs, and with my childhood's faith.” Draco would become theatrical at these lines, feigning distress and he draped over my lap. A laugh would fall from my lips and onto the perfection of his features.
“I love thee with a love I seemed to lose with my lost saints.” My fingers would dust over his cheek, drawing down his jaw, to trace the pink of his lips.
“I love thee with the breath, smiles, tears, of all my life,” His grey eyes would vow this to me. Each and every day that belonged to us he would declare these words.
“And, if God choose, I shall but love thee better after death.” I’d promise back.
As the sun gave into his sister for the night, there was no escaping the world that demanded us back. The world filled with grief and sorrow.
The truth was: Draco and I didn’t belong in that world. The world of heroes and villains. The world of happily ever after’s and storybook endings. We weren’t made for rumors and gossip. Our love didn’t fit in newspapers or hushed conversations.
We belonged to the poets. To the sad prose. We belonged to the orishas of that lake and the wood and the flowers and the earth. Thousands of nymphs and naiads for us to be in the comfort and care of. The fae that would welcome us and protect our love. Our love that grew deep roots and beautiful flowers with no one around to spoil it.
Those were the days that we’d set off without our beloved to the lakes.
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vibratingwords-photos · a year ago
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This HDR image of the solar eclipse in 2017 was recently released for the first time, and it shows one of the most detailed depictions of a solar corona ever taken.
Image ©: Sebastian Voltmer
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biomedicool · a year ago
Boosting the immune system - fact check
The notion that the immune system is something that we can easily influence is cast into doubt when you realise how complicated it really is. 
There are two factors to be considered:
The immune system can be both under-active, where it fails to fight infections, and overactive, where it starts attacking its own healthy cells (autoimmune diseases) - the optimum is a balanced point in the middle
Like all the other systems of the body, the immune system works at top power all by itself. Just like ‘detoxifying’, if a healthy and balanced lifestyle is maintained, going to extreme measures to try and improve what your body does perfectly already will probably do more harm than good.
So how do you maintain a healthy immune system?
Don’t smoke - particularly bad for covid-19 as its main effect is on the lungs, but smoking also exacerbates the immune defences and makes you more vulnerable to infection
Eat plenty of fruit and vegetables - a healthy diet involves eating the same amount of fruit and veg as you do carbs - if you’re not doing that, you should eat more anyway, if you are, you don’t need to start eating 100 oranges a day -  you’re getting everything you need.
Limit alcohol - alcohol limits function of important immune cells and disrupts the gut barrier.
Get plenty of sleep - during sleep, the immune system produces cytokines and regenerates other important immune defences
Exercise regularly - aids white blood cells and literally helps move bacteria etc out of the lungs. In this case, the better the lung function (improved with exercise), the better the lungs will cope under the strain of infection.
Minimise stress - stress negatively affects your whole body.
Maintain a healthy weight - links have been made but not concretely proven, however all body systems function best at a healthy weight.
As mentioned, a normal healthy diet covers all the vitamins and minerals you need. However, if you know you’re lacking something (maybe you really hate the foods that have it) a supplement would be recommended. 
For example, adults need around 40mg of vitamin C a day to achieve a fully functioning immune system. One orange contains about 50mg, and there are supplements that have up to 1000mg - completely useless as it’s water soluble therefore not stored so the 960mg not used just comes out in an expensive wee.
The European Food Safety Authority (EFSA) has rejected probiotics on the grounds of insufficient evidence, including those around improved immunity and natural defences.
Echinacea / herbal supplements
When taken in supplement form antioxidants don’t have the same benefits as when eaten in fruit and veg - again, a waste of money unless you have problems with eating fruit and veg.
Vitamin D - not necessarily a myth!
We get most of our vitamin D from sunlight so if it’s winter or you’re self-isolating,  the recommended dose is 10mg a day. And while there are food sources (oily fish, egg yolk and fortified foods such as breakfast cereals), it’s hard to get enough from these alone. 
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memoryslandscape · 3 years ago
Our love in sunlight, our pain at evening / Have nothing in common, yet they're both the same thing
Cass McCombs, lyrics from “The Same Thing,” Humour Risk LP (Domino Records, 2011)
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philosophybits · 2 years ago
Let us, then, never look back, let us look ever forward; for forward is our sunlight, forward our salvation.
Mikhail Bakunin, God and the State
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hannahhasnofriends · a month ago
happier | dream
summary: based off the song happier by olivia rodrigo!
pairing: dream x reader
warnings: angst, break ups, this is just fucking sad lmao, real names are used (srry not srry)
word count: 1.2k
a/n: i love olivia rodrigos new album i literally have not listened to anything else since it came out omfg😎 also i think i like this fic?? idk gimme some thoughts n feedback :)
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We broke up a month ago Your friends are mine, you know I know You've moved on, found someone new One more girl who brings out the better in you And I thought my heart was detached From all the sunlight of our past But she's so sweet, she's so pretty Does she mean you forgot about me?
"Hey guys! I've missed you all so much." I hug Sapnap tightly and move on to the next person I was greeting.
A "reunion" we were calling it, it'd been a year since the SMP ended and everyone wanted to get into touch again. It was bittersweet seeing everyone , it seemed like we'd grown up so much since then. Hell, I know I have.
"Hey darling, " I turn and see Niki, I missed her so much. We were the first female streamers on the SMP, she'd been my best friend. "How are you?"
"I'm good, really." I could see the sympathy in her eyes. I pretended not to notice when everyone did a double take when I walked into the room, they really thought I wasn't going to come today.
"That's good, I've missed you." She had a tight smile on her face. "You know he's coming today, right?"
I swallowed the lump in my throat, I knew someone was going to ask. It was fine, I had prepared myself for the questions and stares. It'd been 6 months, half a year, 6 damn full moons since we'd ended. We share the same friends, it was hard knowing they were going to pick sides, we both knew it wasn't going to be mine.
"Clay? Yeah, I know. Don't worry, we've both moved on. We're adults and I don't need to hide from him. We're friends!" I was lying through my fucking teeth. I saw his instagram posts, the subtweets, and everything else that had her named burned into it.
"Ok, I just wanted to check in. I know we all took the erm- break-up pretty hard." Her eyes avoided mine but I know she truly meant well by everything she was saying. "Anyway, I'm going to say hi to a few others. I really want us to talk more, ok?"
She squeezed my arm as she was walking off, I nodded my head even though I probably wouldn't be able to bring myself to message her after this.
I took a deep breath and eyed my other company. I was sticking out like a sore thumb, everyone was laughing and enjoying themselves. Honestly, it'd probably be best to make a cowardly dash before he showed up.
Just as I'd made up my mind, I saw it. The main doors opened and there they were. Well. Too damn late for that.
He was as tall and gorgeous as he was 6 months ago and she was stunningly perched on his arm. The worst part wasn't how goddamn good they looked, it was how you could just tell they were right. You could simply glance in their direction and tell she was nice and kind and he was completely devoted to her.
Oh, I hope you're happy But not like how you were with me I'm selfish, I know, I can't let you go So find someone great, but don't find no one better I hope you're happy, but don't be happier
Just like that, all the air in the room had been sucked out. I was doomed.
As he made his way around the room, his eyes finally found mine. His smile faltered and I could tell he was taken aback. I averted my eyes quickly, this was so stupid.
“Y/n! Hi!” I jumped as I heard his voice, sneaky little bastard. I forced my best smile on my face as I turned to face them. She was standing next to him, still arm in arm but she stayed silent.
“Hey! How’s it going.” I pressed my lips together, he seemed so… ok? His eyes no longer had those dark circles and the cuts on his knuckles look healed.
“I’m good! How about you?” He tilts his head, curious.
“I’m doing good, too. Pretty busy, but you know.” I nodded along to what I said, it wasn’t a complete lie.
Abruptly, she clears her throat and side eyes Clay, obviously wanting something. “Oh, right! This is Grace.”
“Hi, I’ve heard great things about you.” She smiles so warmly, she seems so great. I could feel the jealously sinking into my skin, it was suffocating.
“Hello, it’s really nice to meet you.” This time I really was lying. But I couldn’t tell her the truth. How I couldn’t let her boyfriend go.
And do you tell her she's the most beautiful girl you've ever seen? An eternal love bullshit you know you'll never mean Remember when I believed You meant it when you said it first to me? And now I'm pickin' her apart Like cuttin' her down will make you miss my wretched heart But she's beautiful, she looks kind She probably gives you butterflies
She kept up the small talk with me. I learned she was an artist and slightly older than him. She taught art to kids on the weekends and her parents were still married. She even volunteered to help me move.
I noticed the rings she wore and thought about whether he gave them to her. If he gave her the same gifts he gave me. Maybe she knew too. Maybe she knew he took her to the same places we went. Did the same things, laughed at the same jokes. I hope she did.
But the conversation continued, and I kept searching for a flaw. Something to make him realize she wasn’t meant for him. Something I could point out and have my aha moment.
But she was perfect. And I had nothing that would make him pick me instead of her.
I wish you all the best, really Say you love her, baby Just not like you loved me And think of me fondly when your hands are on her I hope you're happy, but don't be happier
The music picked up again and they excused themselves to the dance floor. It was a sappy, corny love song. It fit them perfectly. I could see him whisper in her ear and rock her back forth to the beat. I could feel the tears welling up in my eyes.
As they swayed, I was hoping he was thinking of me. I hoped he would drop her right then and there and grab my hand and lead me out of this mess. I hoped he would lock eyes with me and pretend none of this happened. I hoped they weren't as happy as they looked.
I hope you're happy Just not like how you were with me I'm selfish, I know, can't let you go So find someone great, but don't find no one better I hope you're happy, but don't be happier
As I watched them, I swear every memory we shared came fleeting into my mind. Every smile, every laugh, every fight, everything. The way he’d let me wear his sunglasses in the car and the time we danced in the rain and we’re sick for days after.
As I watched them I wondered wether they were truly happy together. If he was in love, if he loved her more than he loved me. If he ever thought of me when he was with her.
I wonder if he watched me as I left.
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