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Survey #437
“you get what you pray for  /  you don’t get anything”
Do you tell your mom and dad everything? No. Who was the last person you talked about something that was bothering you with? Most likely my mom. What’s your favorite musical? I don't like musicals. Who did you last share a taxi with? I've never been in a taxi. If you’ve ever tried drugs or alcohol, what was your reason for first trying it? I've never done drugs, but the first time I drank was actually an accident. I'd come in from a long, hot walk, and I desperately needed water, and Mom offered me what I thought was just pink lemonade. Turns out it was a Mike's Hard Lemonade and I CHUGGED it before everyone around me was like "NOOOO!" because it was alcohol lmaooo. If you were far from home and needed to sleep for the night, would you choose to rent a crappy motel room for $60 or sleep in your car for free? I'm sleeping in my car. I'm afraid of things like bed bugs. Is there a situation where you caved into peer pressure and regretted it? I don't think so? Have you ever rolled off your bed in your sleep? Pretty sure no. What is your favourite planet? Saturn! Do you enjoy Mario games? Not really, honestly. They're just not my style. Mario Kart is fun every now and again, though. What flavor fruity drink is your favorite? Strawberry, in most cases. Ever done a keg stand? No. Who is the last person you lent money to? My mom. Do you have any health problems that are unusual for your age? I have carpal tunnel in my wrists from typing so much, but I'm not sure how "unusual" that is for young adults nowadays... I feel like there's something else, but it's evading me right now. Do you bite your nails? No, I pick/peel at them. :x What’s the longest nap you’ve ever taken? Oh god, hours. To the point it no longer really qualifies as a "nap." When people ask you about school, what is your usual response? Do you enjoy talking about school? Why or why not? I get all awkward and just reply that I gave it numerous shots, but my mental health couldn't handle it. I hate talking about school because I feel like a failure. Do you know how to fill a car’s tire with air? Have you ever had to do it? No to both. Do you like your best friend’s parents? Why or why not? Omg I LOVE them. They are spectacular people with massive hearts. I especially am drawn to her dad, whom I find incredibly inspiring. Both her parents are just great. I miss 'em. What do you like in your hot cocoa - marshmallows, whipped cream, candy canes? Do you even like hot cocoa? I loooove hot chocolate. I really just prefer it plain, but you can toss a few marshmallows in there. Which do you have a problem with: over-eating or under-eating? I'm way more likely to over-eat than under-eat. A girl likes her food lmao. The last boy you kissed, good-looking? He's by no means ugly, but I wasn't physically attracted to him personally. Do you love him? Not romantically, but definitely platonically. Do you like cherry Pepsi? I like cherry Coke. I don't like Pepsi. When was the last time you were given flowers? Ummm... I want to say the last time was many years ago when Tyler visited for the first time when we started dating. What do you want to name your children? I don't want kids. But hypothetically, Alessandra and probably Damien. Would you ever write a letter to someone you haven’t met yet, like your future spouse? No. I'd probably get too emotional anyway. Do you carry a mirror in your purse? No. Do you believe that there is beauty in everything? I've always thought this was such a stupid idea that tries to make reason out of life and its tragedies. Like yeah, cancer, rape, murder, etc. are definitely "beautiful." There is absolutely no beauty in a vast plethora of things. The first time you smoked, did you cough like a fool? I've never smoked before. When you were younger, did you have a Neopets account? Oh, yes. I loooooved Neopets, but not quite as much as Webkinz. I've actually remade a Neopetz account multiple times because I'd forget my info, ha ha... Who was the last person you got in a fist fight with? I've never been in a physical fight. Did you and your mom ever have a big fight that caused you to move out? Not "move out," no. We did, however, have a fight where I stayed with Dad for I want to say a week, maybe a bit less. Do you dislike anyone? Why? Well, yes. I don't know anyone who doesn't dislike somebody. There are a few people, in my case, that I'm not going to spend time going through and pointing out what I don't like. Do you think you will be in a relationship 2 months from now? No. Do you always feel like you’re making mistakes? Like constantly. Does your animal sleep with you? Roman usually does, yeah. Do you have any baby pictures of yourself on your computer? No. Mom has those in photo albums. What kind was the last chip you ate? I want to say traditional Lays? It was at my nephew's bday party. Do you eat onion rings? No, I'm not a fan. What was the last thing to disgust you? I think it was some thumbnail I saw on YouTube, even though it was (weakly) blurred. Where do you see your ex in 5 years? "The" ex, I don't want to think about it. Probably somewhere great for him, but would break my heart if I knew. Do your parents swear? Dad swears big time, while Mom tries to hold it back. You won't hear her say something like "fuck" unless she is SERIOUSLY upset. Do you ever drink warm milk? Warm milk sounds literally disgusting. Would you be really upset if Facebook ceased to exist tomorrow? No. I literally just came back from my break from it, so it'd be more funny than anything. The universe's way of telling me "nah, son." Who do you know that wears the most makeup? My friend Summer, but then again she's a cosmetologist. Have you ever had bronchitis? No, thankfully. Jason had it BAD once and I will neeever forget that cough, good Lord. Do you like to wear makeup? I hate applying it more than anything. Like, I love that it can help me feel prettier, but I pretty much never wear it because it's just a pain to put on, especially by myself because I have bad tremors in my hands. How many times have you been to the ER? Way too many times for being suicidal. How often do you feel lonely? Honestly, pretty much always. When are you most uncomfortable? I dunno, man. I'm always uncomfortable about one thing or another. Has anyone ever revealed a secret about you? Not that I remember... Have you ever revealed anyone else’s secret? No, that is such a shitty thing to do. Have you ever had a family member/friend that was hospitalized? Yes. Have you ever been in trouble with the law? No. Is there anything you want to experiment with? I mean, nothing that quickly comes to mind. There are things I want to try, but nothing major. What do you hope happens to you after you die? Mixed feelings. Sometimes I hope there's some sort of nirvana-like state we experience, I think it'd be wonderful to be reunited with loved ones, but I also sometimes think it'd be best if we just... stopped existing. Consciousness just stops. I dunno. I'll find out eventually. What is the most disgusting thing you have seen in person (not on TV)? Probably a maggot-infested deer corpse that I faintly remember from where I used to live. I thought it was the sickest thing ever lmao, in both senses. What is something others make fun of you for? Always holding some sort of technology. Just don't fucking comment on it. It makes me self-conscious as hell. Is your life turning out like you pictured it would? QUITE THE FUCKING OPPOSITE. Do your initials spell out a word? No. Has anyone ever given you roses? Yeah. Last baby you held? My older sister's youngest daughter. Whose wedding were you in the first time you were a bridesmaid or groomsman? My aforementioned sister's. What is something you would never do to your body? I mean, there's a large number of things. There are certain piercings and tattoos I wouldn't dare to get, I plan on taking care of my hair as best I can to avoid ruining it despite wanting to dye it a lot... *shrug* Stuff like that. How are you planning to decorate your house for Halloween? I don't know if we'll decorate. We haven't really for a few years now... I don't have the motivation to do it myself, and now that it's just me and her and I'm grown up (I know, I'm laughing too), Mom doesn't really bother with doing it. I know I DO want to carve pumpkins this year, though. Dunno what, but I'll figure it out. Ever lived in a trailer park? No. Do you like salsa that has fruit in it? NOOOOOOOOOOO Can you count in binary? No. Do you like hard or soft pretzels better? I'll eat both, but I have a strong preference for soft ones. When was the last time someone kissed you on the cheek? Who was it? I'm sure that was either my niece of nephew when I was leaving their house when I last visited for Ryder's birthday. What kind of ice cream did you eat last? Where’d you get it from? It was chocolate. I had a scoop at the aforementioned birthday party. Do you like flowers? What is your favorite kind to receive? I love flowers. I don't have a favorite to receive, really. Have you ever unblocked someone that you blocked before? Yes. Has anyone slapped you across the face before? If so, why? No. Do you prefer to have more or less in common with your significant other? I like to be pretty similar. Would you take a shot of heroin for a million dollars? No. I don't fuck with that, even for that much money. Why don’t you talk to your ex anymore? He wants nothing to do with me. Do you think it is okay to drive while high? Obviously not...? Do you find Halloween or Valentine’s Day more exciting? Halloween. Has anyone you know ever had serious surgery before? Yeah; my mom immediately comes to mind in both instances she had cancer. When she had kidney cancer, the tumor was larger than the kidney itself, and she lost the entire organ. When she had ovarian cancer, she had to have a complete hysterectomy because the cancer was EVERYWHERE along her reproductive system to an almost fatal degree. My mom's pretty metal. If you had the last person you kissed’s Facebook password, would you go snooping through their stuff? Why or why not? No, because that's a violation of privacy? You don't do that shit. Have you ever fainted? If so, when was the last time? If not, have you ever came close to? Yes. The only time that I remember was maaaany years ago, like, maybe '14. I've nearly fainted plenty of times since then for various reasons, but mostly just from low blood pressure. Ever take a keyboarding class? Do you type using the skills you learned in that class or how you used to before you took the class? Yes; I believe one course was mandatory in middle school. I type the proper way, yeah. Ever cut your hair (the entire thing – not just the bangs or a little part) yourself? Noooo. Would you ever open your own business? If so, what kind of business could you imagine yourself having? Well, I'd like to be a freelance photographer, but to be real, I'm starting to loosen up on that dream. It's been too long, I just don't see it happening anymore. Baby steps are one thing, but I've barely managed any of those in forever. Ever meet and talk to someone from an online dating site? No. Would you date someone you weren’t physically attracted to? Why or why not? Yes; I've done it before. I just care way more about emotional chemistry. Besides, historically, me liking someone for their heart has made each person a lot more attractive to me as a whole. Last person to hang up on you? I dunno. What’s your favorite scary movie? The Blair Witch Project. The second one is great, too, plus The Crazies. Which urban legend is your favourite? Oh man, you can't ask me this. I LOVE cryptids and conspiracies 'n shit. Are any of your fears completely irrational? Yes, like whale sharks. A whale shark ain't gonna hurt u boo but I see that mouth and am like no thnx Where is the light switch in your room? Funnily enough, I don't have a light switch; there isn't a ceiling light in this room. I instead have two table lamps that I can turn on on either side of my bed. Would you make a good lawyer? Hell no, I cry when I argue lmao. It's funny tho because I remember in TWO instances, in-depth surveys recommending jobs for you brought up me being a lawyer, and each time I was just like,,,,, no???????? Why did your family decide to live where you’re living now? It was more necessity than anything. Our old house had a LOT of issues to it, and with Mom's cancer diagnosis, she needed the cleanest environment possible, and that was NOT our old place. The house we live in now is owned by a family friend, and when the previous owner died, the timing just... kinda worked out to where that family friend I mentioned helped us pay our way into here. We really don't like this place because of the location, but it had to work. What was the best pet you've ever had? All things considered, I have to hand it to my boy Teddy. That dog was someone special. Very, very special. If you were allowed one murder without punishment, would you do it? Nah. Name one song you can play on an instrument, any instrument! I can probably still slam out "Hot Cross Buns" on a recorder. \m/ Have you ever ridden on a motorcycle? Noooo, I'm scared to. On the opposite sex, do you prefer muscles, average size, or scrawny bodies? It depends on the person, ig. I can be attracted to any of those. Just not EXTREME muscle. Not my thing at all.
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prongsmydeer · 5 years
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Ayesha Liveblogs One Tree Hill S1
No matter how many times I watch the pilot I consistently forget that Nathan and Peyton used to date
“Don’t bother showering tonight” is that really your come-on Peyton I will never understand sports
Lmao @ Nathan and Peyton “OTP: Distracted Driving”
“You’re despicable, you know that,” said Dan, a literal future murderer
I’m always so thrown when ppl in shows start drinking at their workplaces like what kind of bold behaviour Whitey you work at a high school
“What are you wasting your time at now?” Nathan ur a terrible boyfriend
“I say that the people who pray here are wasting their time. God doesn’t watch sports” I know Lucas is pretentious as all hell but this is my favourite line in any sports show ever
Karen is such a good mom ahhhhh like she just wants Lucas to be happy and she knows he’ll put other people’s happiness first 
Dan calling Lucas ‘this kid’ like he’s not his wholeass son what a dick
It’s not lost on me that Keith telling Lucas stories about his father means that it’s Lucas’s grandfather Keith Scott is truly the only dad in this show who matters
“So why’d you just tell me all that” because he loves to monologue
“If I could [change the fact that Lucas exists], I would” Dan answer your door I need to send you a very rude telegram
I am in love with Moira Kelly and also I want Karen to punch Dan
The music of this show is really.... transcendent 
Djhfkjhfkjh since Lucas is implied to have like, five friends.... is that crowd of supporters hugging him just a bunch of people who think Nathan is a dick
I admire Lucas for deciding he was gonna put up with all this bullshit to do something he loves
Omg I forgot that Brooke wasn’t in the pilot she’s such a major character
“Nice hands” “Nice legs” Emo flirting in a jock setting lmaooooo
My inner 2007 angst awakens every time I hear Gavin Degraw. He is THAT bitch
“You ever think I might want to talk” Peyton and Nathan’s relationship is truly nothing but blind horniness they have nothing in common at all in this juncture of their lives
“I didn’t invite you to come in, I just asked if you wanted to” Peyton is so weird but I kind of want to marry her. Is this what Lucas feels like
Lucas’s economic status is really part of Brooke’s romance criteria at the age of 17 they teach the bourgeois early huh
Oh my god I cannot BELIEVE Jake recommended Atlas Shrugged to Lucas jhjhgjhgjh the undertones of this basketball show really are about capitalism
HAHAHAH Nathan’s word being “revenge” calm down Sasuke Uchiha
I haven’t said so yet but Haley is so very endearing she’s great
God. Lucas turning around to reveal to Dan that he’s cast away his name. HE is that bitch
Ghjkghjkgh Keith hissing at the rude Boosters mum. Love of my life
“Maybe he’s gay” “No, I think he’s just nice” who writes this dumbass show
“Do you even care that it’s slipping away” maybe it’s because I went away for university but the idea that someone is this deeply invested in their kid’s high school basketball career is. A lot
Nathan simultaneously trying to bother Lucas and pass English while about to fall in love: I can multitask!!!
Update: He also managed to trash Lucas’s favourite basketball court somehow in all his business. He really can multitask!
“If it makes you feel any better I called some woman a bitch the other day” [giggle] I love Karen and Lucas’s relationship
Haley is such a good friend to Lucas and hoo boy Nathan when do you grow a conscience
“You’re both so broody. You could brood together” that’s it, that’s Peyton and Lucas
These emails and VCR references are really dating this show
Nathan is a straight up sociopath in these early eps my god he humiliates Lucas publicly twice at this party and just pops over to Haley like “Hey cutie :) Idk why Lucas is so mad :) I’m rlly nice :)”
Nathan really taking his girlfriend’s car to hit on another woman how much of a crapbag
As soon as I said this he (drunk?) drove her car into a streetlight my god 
Deb and Karen having a nice lesbian coffee shop AU would be a pleasant turn in this show instead of literally anything that happens in either of their narratives
“Why would you even go there” “Because I loved getting dumped on” That is... accurate
“I’ll call you when you’re not so PMS” said Nathan, when his (ex) girlfriend rightfully lambasted him for crashing her car
I take it back Peyton and Nathan do have one thing in common it’s their disregard for traffic laws
HELL YEAH Keith IS your dad Lucas <3 <3 <3 <3 
Whitey talks a lot of shit for someone who advised Dan to abandon Luke 
I had been wondering why Lucas had the Scott name when Dan is such an ephemeral piece of shit and I guess there’s my answer thanks Karen 
Does Haley ever find out about the shit Nathan pulled at the party I feel like these are relevant details in her budding affection
“Dad send you to spy on me? Poison my drink?” This is the second time in two episodes Deb has been accused of being Dan’s spy I wonder if she still considers that a red flag 17 years into marriage
“One of the boys doesn’t have a father” BUUUUURN Dan
Rhkgjhgjkh the last moment of this scene:
Keith: There is enough room in my heart for each of my brother’s mistreated sons even the rude ones Nathan
Nathan, experiencing a split second of paternal love: :O
Ghkjghkjgh the Scott bonding in hatred of Dan continues with Lucas asking Nathan if he too would like to spite Dan:
Lucas: You will be receiving your “I Hate Dan Scott” Club invitation in the mail shortly Nathan, mom, Uncle Keith and I hold meetings biweekly
Nathan: Biweekly as in every two weeks or twice a week 
Lucas: Both! See you on Tuesday
“Does this mean we’re dating” yes it does the mixed CD is emo code
“Good luck with your game” “yeah, you too, Ma” hehehehe
Someone revoke this college medic’s license hoo boy
Ghjghkgh Lucas keeping his money tucked into his boxers what a doofus
I can’t believe Nathan and Lucas’s second big bonding moment is threatening dudes while in their boxers after beating on each other what a brotherly bond lmao
Okay but highkey if ur a lady and ur friends are gonna leave you alone and vulnerable at night get new friends
“I can live without my shirt” Nathan is thirteen shades of petty lmaooo
Dan is such a bad (abusive) father that Nathan literally would prefer to have none at all my god 
“Can I tell you a secret? I pretended too” just get marrrried 
“Thanks for cutting Lucas some slack” talk about accepting the bare minimum Haley kjhgkjhgkj
Brooke is really unbearable in this episode is it any wonder her, Lucas and Peyton’s relationship is as dysfunctional as it will soon become 
Hoo boy the one (1) time Nathan doesn’t do something douchey and he gets blamed for it 
LMAO @ Lucas approaching the one girl at this school with commitment issues with a bold “I wanna be here [in your heart]” hahaha
“Yeah, they can have their world,” said Lucas to Haley, about the two people they would literally go on to marry
The fact that Peyton doesn’t turn off her webcam and just covers it also really speaks to the era
This Gabe dude is really ready to assault a minor like he’s not just a r*pist he’s also a predator double KO 
It is not lost upon me that it looks like one pill has been popped out before so he is also a serial r*pist big fucking yikes
“What, you got a cellphone too, dawg? Things sure have changed” also quite dated hahahaha
They really went out of the way to redeem Brooke not only did she give Nathan and Haley a very very cute date she also saved her friend from being assaulted
“So you don’t have any brothers, do you” jhgkhgkhg Brooke please 
“Why are you only nice to me when we’re alone” a very legitimate question Haley
Nathan’s dating methodology: There’s nothing in life that can’t be solved with make-outs
Deb is really so nice but every time I look at her I think of her drinking a lot and sleeping with Nathan’s friends lmao
Haha that North Carolina sign explains the mild Southern accents 
Aieeeeeeeeeee you kiss that man and follow your dreams Karen
Even if Nathan is still A Lot this season him and Haley are so cute:
Haley, smiling: We can’t do this here right now
Nathan, giggling: We just did
Lucas says more to Dan by constantly leaving with a look of disgust than any words ever could
“My heart’s racing too. That’s what happens when I’m around you. (And on drugs. I’m very unstable Haley.)”
Lucas and Nathan’s very intentional “pressure from your dad” and “you don’t know anything about my dad” bc Lucas will not acknowledge that Senor Crabag Sr. is anything resembling a father bless 
Drunk tattoos with crush’s bff Lucas has decided to make all mistakes at once and I respect it
Poor Keith he is trying his best but Lucas just chose this week to hit his rebellious phase
YESSSSSSSSSS DEB KICK THAT ASS OUT OF THIS HOUSE
“Do you really think that Nathan would choose you over me” uh???? Are you not aware you are... the worst father in town
Brooke you were fully aware of Peyton and Lucas’s vibing and actively pursued him/interfered so you have no moral high ground to be like “:) I’d never choose a boy over my friendship”
Skillz and Mouth accurate “hoo boy don’t look” when ur friends start PDA
“Mom doesn’t want things to get back to normal, she wants them to be better” hell yeah Nathan gaining emotional intelligence
Lucas quit projecting your childhood issues onto Jake he too is a child let him decide how he wants to live Jenny’s 6 months old not like she’s gonna remember lmao
Damn Nathan LET LOOSE on Dan fuck that dude
JGFHJGFJGFJH I forgot Gavin Degraw had a cameo hahahahah
Did Luke.......... break into Jake’s house. His parents work at night how was he able to get into Jake’s coffee table
“You do not have to feel like a third wheel” The pure dumbass energy.... Peyton is literally CRYING do u really think her issue is “third wheel” you KNOW she and Lucas had a thing Brooke???????
Me watching this team form a brotherly bond over their mutual love of basketball: Mayhaps sports are... good 
Hahahaha Lucas threatening Peyton’s dad with a rake is weirdly endearing
“Hey you.” “Hey you, and you,” is a good summary of this seasons Brooke/Lucas/Peyton dynamic lmao
Why is Dan’s head... shaped that away. It is like a bar of soap
“I don’t mind you playing ‘Daddy’ to one of my offspring, but leave the good one alone, will you?” Dan. Meet me in the Denny’s parking lot at midnight and we’ll have words
“The whole Nice Guy thing is wearing kind of thin” foreshadowing for all the dick moves Lucas is about to pull lmao
“He’s got you skipping school now?” “Lucas talk to me when you get your tattoo removed”
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Lucas is such a meddler lmao how many family dynamics is he going to alter
I don’t trust Dan being nice for a minute all he wants is the upper hand with Deb in the inevitable custody battle over Nathan
Props to Nathan and Haley for somehow, some way, being the only normal couple on this show despite their incredibly dubious origins lmao
Scott family dinners are bananas I count four (4) major revelations and they haven’t even revealed that Deb and Dan are separated
Lucas and Peyton are really hitting every fictional couple trope in this ep - road trip, bed sharing, hurt/comfort, truly the YA bases 
“The truth? In this house?” Props to Deb for drama lmao 
Brooke saying ‘I love you’ you’ve been dating for like two episodes but okay kjhgkjhg
I can’t say I understand Nathan’s logic lmao but I guess they have to bring him back to basketball sometime
Wow Lucas zero hesitation on that second kiss lmao u r a mess
This scene is the definition of “that escalated quickly” they go straight to undressing 
HAHAHAH NATHAN BEING SHIRTLESS IN HALEY’S DREAM FOR NO REASON 10/10 TEENAGE ACCURACY
“How do you explain being with me and not her?” “Because with you, I saw a future” that’s Dan code for ‘I’m a gold digger’
You’re literally macking on Peyton in the middle of the hallway while you’re dating the other most popular girl in school Lucas how are you this ridiculous and bold BREAK UP WITH BROOKE U DUMBASS
“So what are we going to do” I’ll tell you what you should do BREAK UP WITH BROOKE
Keith it is still daylight out stop bringing alcohol into this high school you have a drinking problem
“Can’t control love, you know?” THAT’S NOT ADVICE LUCAS BREAK UP WITH BROOKE
I really can’t handle watching Keith and Lucas self-destruct this episode how is Nathan the only Scott in a happy, healthy relationship
“You know that this is... wrong, so that makes it feel... deeper?” Lucas asks, as if he were not entirely in the wrong by carrying on with Peyton (who is not in a relationship) while dating Brooke
“I don’t want to hurt Brooke,” he said, about to start his third secret cheating makeout session of the week
“But then again our spouses aren’t here are they” [Deb opens door] COMEDIC TIMING
Gjjhgkjhg Nathan revealing his messed up intentions with Haley entirely by accident Scotts have no self-control whatsoever it’s their kekkei genkai
Lucas evading responsibility for his romance crimes by literally dying
Hahahah Karen’s confused vibes at Brooke are kind of the highlight of this episode 
How funny would it be if Lucas woke up to Karen scolding him about his tattoo
Hahahaha for such dysfunctional partners Nathan and Peyton are excellent exes 
AHHHHHHHHH LUCAS WAKING UP TO HIS BROTHER... MY HEART
Keith rlly was gonna propose after zero (0) days of dating I’m telling you no self-control is truly the Scott clan kekkei genkai
Ahhhh bless Karen’s compassion 
Dan is literally blackmailing his son into staying in his custody he is in Deb’s words an “abusive son of a bitch”
Fucking finally Lucas ends this sham of a relationship with Brooke
It’s wild that Nathan is the only Scott with a happy and healthy romantic relationship 
Nathan divorcing his parents is a real power move 
I’m glad Haley announced Sheryl Crow’s name because let me tell you I would not have recognized her on sight
“How’s my daughter” Lucas really chooses exclusively to hook up with people who have devastating emotional consequences for his immediate friend group huh
“Funny I didn’t know you were forgiving at all” Lmao Peyton is that really the position you’re going to take after cheating with your best friend’s boyfriend 
All the deodorant product placement lmao ‘this ep sponsored by Secret’ 
All things considered I think Lucas is handling Haley’s constant ditching p well 
Bfhkghghjg Keith buying a new shirt just to go to dinner with Karen stop
OH MY GOD THE EP REALLY WAS SPONSORED BY SECRET IT’S GOT SECRET ON THE CHEER COMPETITION BANNERS AND A LITTLE GIFT BAG RANDOMLY IN ALL THE CHEERLEADER CONFRONTATIONS JKGHKJGH
The comedic timing of “hungover idiots” panning to Karen and Larry kills me
“She used to be this totally original.... Haley” what does this mean????
I don’t think Nathan and Haley are being entirely fair to Lucas bc he was only a dick once she ditched him twice (or thrice?) in one weekend 
This boy toy auction as a concept is so inappropriate on so many levels
“I get Nathan for free” Fhjkfhkfjh Haley pls
God I was so very concerned about whether or not Nathan and Peyton were gonna kiss 
“You’re not a mess, you’re just in love” [Ole Del Paso Girl voice] Why not both?
“She’s nine months old, just in case you forgot” to be fair I assume Nikki gave birth so she would remember that you can’t hold that one over her 
It must take Lucas some mental disconnect to assume Peyton and Nathan are cheating when he also kissed Haley
Fhjfhkjfhjfh Keith fulfilling my fave trope of ‘we are not even dating but how about we get married bc we’ve been repressed in love for years’
“You know I asked your mom to get an abortion,” said Dan, to his literal son
I really can’t figure where this pregnancy storyline is going bc I know Brooke doesn’t have a baby
Nathan and Haley really need to consider oral or smth there’s a middle ground between making out and having vaginal sex
“It all hurts just the same” Brooke really out here trying to say that cheating is in any way equivalent to faking a pregnancy (even if only for a week)
Peyton and Brooke are way more invested in each other than Lucas 
“I got you a high five” Hahahhaa I love Peyton 
Gary like: Wow Nathan it’s humanizing that your father is an abusive dick
“Maybe this is the one that changed him” Lucas joining Dan as the second and only non-Dan member of the Dan Scott Apologism Club
It’s wholly unreasonable that Haley expects her boyfriend not to look at p*rn lmao
I love all this Lucas and Nathan bonding but I hate that it comes at the cost of Dan being near them at all u stay away from those boys u manipulative fuck
Ah the foreshadowing about Peyton changing in front of her webcam finally pays off
I’m no legal expert but I don’t think that taking your daughter out of state will help you in the custody battle in the long term Jake - nor will dropping out of high school
“What do I get out of it” r u 4 real Keith u dont get payment for loving your family
“I’m leaving because I can’t look at you anymore without my heart breaking” I like you Keith but that sounds like a You Problem
This is a fun way to shoot this episode One Tree Hill has such good directing tbh
Nathan discarding the Scott name from his jersey just like Lucas did in ep 2: 
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Haley: Having sex will solve all of my problems Nathan what are you talking about
I remembered that at some point Deb and Keith have sex and I’m glad they fuck things up early bc I could not deal if it was later on
“I’ll miss you too, little brother” 😭😭😭😭😭😭😭😭😭😭😭😭
KJKGHKJHGJHKJHGKJHKJ I CAN’T BELIEVE NATHAN AND HALEY GOT MARRIED JUST TO HAVE SEX THIS IS WHY THEY DON’T LET PEOPLE YOUNGER THAN 18 VOTE
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iridescentwinters · 5 years
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counting stars
– summary: liv was so curious as to why noah spent almost half his time in school making paper stars. and one day, curiosity got the best of her, and she followed him after school to see what was really going on with him.
AHHH CAN’T FIND THE POST THAT SUGGESTED THIS PROMPT but inspired by that particular prompt!!! tiny warning, lots of walking omfg lmaooo
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liv’s gaze was focused on the person sitting at the desk next to hers. her eyebrows furrowed in confusion, while noah’s were creased in concentration, as he folded the small cutted-out pink origami sheet into a tiny star.
it was like noah’s thing, being creative every second of the day. every time liv looked at him in class or even in lunch on the days the girls decide to go to the café, he was either fiddling around with his colourful origami sheets or was writing in his leather journal. but her question remained the same every time she looked at him. why the hell was he always making tiny little stars and placing them into a jar?
out of her burning curiosity, she asked kes if he knew, considering he was friends with micah, but even he shrugged his shoulders and admitted he had no clue too. micah wouldn’t answer the question. liv always tapped her fingernails against any surface, which was a tick she had every time she was restless. why the hell was noah so secretive? despite having the cliché ‘bad boy’ reputation, there wasn’t really anything bad boy-ish about him. he was quiet; reserved, and only talked when necessary. anyone who knew liv, knew that once she was curious about something, she wouldn’t stop till she found an answer.
which was why she followed him one afternoon, after school.
okay, okay, she knew that it was classified as stalking and an invasion of privacy, but she couldn’t help it! as far as she knew, noah was never at the skate park with his friends. he was always in a hurry to catch the bus which came 10 mins after dismissal. liv wanted to know why.
being sneaky wasn’t her forté, but noah always seemed to have his head in the clouds, so she easily took the same bus and walked a good distance behind him. it was a good 15 minute walk. oh come on, liv grumbled in her mind, trying to not get tired. i didn’t sign up for a fucking marathon.
liv found herself standing in front of the hospital. she blinked several times. she followed noah, only to end up with more questions. why was he coming to a hospital? is he sick? does he need meds? does he take meds in a druggie sense? realising that noah entered the building on the right already, she scurried over so that she wouldn’t lose sight of him.
lifting her head up, she found the boy heading into one of the wards. as she approached it, she read the sign on the wall. A1-10,  Non-Hodgkin Lymphoma.
liv’s heart pounded. she was considering to just march up to wherever noah was in that ward and demand for an explanation.
all of that serious anger faded, once she peeked in and caught sight of noah. he was sitting on the edge of the third bed on the left, chatting gleefully with the young girl, who was the patient. she had a pink beanie on but was dressed in the usual white-and-blue hospital pajamas. she had a smile brighter than any street lamp in all of the Netherlands.
liv’s heart pounded against her chest. just by taking one look at the girl’s facial features, she immediately identified her as noah’s sister. it all suddenly made sense, how in that one lunch period before christmas break, noah looked uncomfortable while their friends talked about how they were spending their christmas with their loved ones at extravagant places. noah probably spent it with his sister, in this place.
liv felt sick to the bones. she knew she intruded big-time. and she was about to leave, until she turned around too quick and bumped into a nurse. “hello dear, are you looking for someone?” the nurse asked kindly.
and a little too loudly.
noah looked up, and caught sight of liv, who looked like a deer caught in headlights. his eyes narrowed.
shit… liv knew she was now fucked big time. “err…” she started, trying to find an explanation, “i was just...erm–”
“she’s with me.” noah swooped in, saving her from further embarrassment. he set the rounded jar on the small desk next to his sister’s bed, whispered something to her, before getting up and joining the women.
the nurse’s smile brightened. “oh! i see.” she said. she looked like she was going to say something else, but one of the patients started calling for her, so she settled with a pat on noah’s shoulder, before leaving them standing there.
liv awkwardly shifted her bag strap on her shoulder, not really knowing what she should say. noah took one good look at her, before walking forward. liv followed suit. once they were outside, noah looked back at liv. after an incredibly awkward pause, he broke the silence with a question. “happy now?” he asked finally. liv cleared her throat. “w-what?”
noah gave her an ‘are-you-serious’ look. “you really think i wouldn’t clock you? kes and i are barely friends, he wouldn’t just randomly ask about me. neither does he continuously press on one matter.”
liv’s shoulders sagged. “i-i didn’t mean to overstep.” she muttered, her cheeks turning crimson red out of embarrassment. when noah didn’t respond, she took a step closer to him, and placed her hand gently on his arm. “i’m sorry, noah.” she was apologising for more things than one. and she genuinely meant it.
noah sighed. “you could’ve just asked me.” he said. “i would’ve told you. you know i would’ve.”
liv had no response for that. noah heaved out another sigh, before talking again. “i make those stars for eline. she holds one, then makes a wish before putting it in the jar.” he cleared his throat, trying to keep his emotions in check. “i want her to have as many wishes as she can get. it’s the least i can do for her.”
liv’s lower lip quivered. “how old is she?”
“she turned 14 on christmas eve.”
her heart literally dropped out of her chest. the two stayed quiet again for a while, just processing their own thoughts.
noah’s gaze was fixed on liv. he couldn’t help but break out into a small smile. “you know, you’re not very good at sneaking around, right?” he asked, making liv’s head snap up in shock. “what?”
he snorted. “you think i wouldn’t notice you get on a bus you’ve never taken before? or how you were the only person walking in the same direction as me?”
liv smirked a little. “oh, so you have my after-school route memorised, stalker?” she teased, making noah roll his eyes. he bumped shoulders with her. “we both know who’s the real stalker here.”
liv sighed in defeat. she couldn’t get out of that one. she then looked at the time on her watch. “i should probably get going…” she trailed off. noah didn’t respond immediately. he looked back at the hospital building, before returning his gaze on her. “or you could stay and meet eline. we were planning on ordering food. hospital food tastes like shit.”
liv’s eyebrows raised in surprise. “she’d be okay with that?” she asked. noah slipped his hands into his pockets. “she wants to meet you. you’ve kind of got her curious.”
liv smiled. “i’d like that.” she admitted. the boy hid a huge smile, and gestured towards the building with his head. liv was definitely nervous. what if she doesn’t like me? i mean, i literally barged into her life through stalking her brother!
but all of those worried thoughts disappeared right after noah introduced her to eline. the younger girl beamed at her, and immediately dived into a conversation with her. “you’re so pretty!” she gushed. she beckoned liv to sit on the chair next to her bed, and once the older girl did so, her fingers immediately raked through her curly hair. “i looove your hair.”
liv chuckled. “thank you.” she said. eline pouted. “i wish my hair looked like that before everything fell out.” she said, patting her beanie. liv sadly smiled, gently flicking at the girl’s cheek. “that really doesn’t matter. you’re beautiful either way. noah must have a hard time fighting all those boys that want to court you.” she joked, making eline squeal lightly. noah let a huge smile take over his facial features, as he watched the two girls interact. half an hour later, the trio then had dinner, and they were laughing and joking together as if they’d known each other forever.
eline yawned a few minutes after they were done with dinner, and noah knew it was time for her to go to sleep, and liv sensed it as well. she patted her hands against her sides. “well, it’s pretty late and i should probably get going.” she said. eline pouted. “noo…” she whined, before breaking into another yawn. “don’t go…”
liv squeezed her wrist gently. “i’ll be back.” she promised. that made eline smile. her eyes fluttered shut. “you were right noah.” she mumbled, sleep heaving in, “she’s pretty and amazing.” she chuckled, as if she made a joke. “pretty amazing. ha! i’m so funny…”
noah couldn’t tell who was more embarrassed; him or liv, who was blushing hard. “good night, kid. i’ll be back tomorrow. and you know what to do if you need anyth–”
eline let out a snore, making liv let out a snort and him roll his eyes. he looked at her. “ready?” she nodded, and the two of them quietly headed out of the hospital.
the sky was dark out, and liv looked at the time on her watch. 8:30PM. she hadn’t realised time went by that fast. when she snapped out of her train of thought, she realised that noah was leading her in a different direction from the bus stop. confused, she looked at him. “isn’t the bus stop the other way?”
noah smirked. “there’s a stop right in front of the main building.” he pointed at the stop which was just a few metres away from them. “i usually get off there. i just wanted to see whether you were really following me or not by getting off at the other one.”
liv scoffed, before whacking him on the shoulder. “you-jerk!” she huffed, but she was unable to stop a smile grow on her face. “that walk was so long!”
it was noah’s turn to scoff. “it was just 5 minutes.” he deadpanned. liv pouted. “it felt like 20 max…”
“lazy.” he teased, ‘boop’ing her nose. they then drifted into comfortable silence, while waiting for the bus. on the ride home, liv looked back at noah. she nudged him, stirring him awake. “hey.” she greeted. noah sat back up straight, brushing his arm against her. “hey yourself.”
“i just.. wanted to apologise again.” she fiddled with her fingers. “what i did was uncool and–”
“liv.” noah said softly. “it’s fine.” he placed his hand over her smaller one. “stop apologising, okay?” liv slowly nodded. “thank you, though.” he then said, making her furrow her eyebrows together. “for what?”
“for spending time with eline. it’s usually just me and her.” he rubbed the back of his neck sheepishly. “she wanted to meet you for some time, after i… mentioned you to her.” he did more than mention, but she didn’t need to know that.
liv’s heart did funny things after hearing that. “i-of course.” she quickly said, avoiding what he added on afterwards. “and i meant what i said back there. i’ll come back.”
noah smiled. “she’d like that.”
the bus came to liv’s stop a little later, and surprisingly, noah got off with her. liv looked at him, surprised. he rolled his eyes. “i’m not gonna just let you walk by yourself this late at night.”
liv was too tired to argue, so she just started walking forward. thank god she didn’t live that far away from the bus stop.
approaching her building, she turned to face noah. she yawned softly. “good night, noah.”
noah stepped closer to her, and enveloped her in a hug. her heart stopped beating for a split second, before wrapping her arms around him. he then kissed the top of her head. “good night, liv.” letting her go, he took a step back. “see you soon.” he said, before walking away from her.
the both of them plopped on their beds, with huge smiles smitten on their faces.
no one asked for this lmfaooo had the idea to write this for too long
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Lemonade ~ chapter two
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SUMMARY: Hailee, Boston born and raised, leaves in the dead of the night on a state train. Tears in her eyes, hurt in her heart, she ends up in a small town off the coast of Southern California that she knows only through her recently deceased father. She only finds shelter with a woman she barely knows; her grandmother. Hailee tries to rebuild herself despite the ruins she left behind in her other life. And then she meets Chris and finds herself, for the first time in her life, afraid.
LEMONADE MASTERLIST
RATING: MATURE (FOR FUTURE CHAPTERS)
WARNINGS: None for now. Maybe just language
Pairing: Chris Evans x OFC
WORD COUNT: 3705
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A/N: LMAOOO ok so i finally posted part two! Still haven’t established Chris’ age... still figuring it out. Please leave feedback.
Chapter Two: I Ruin Everything Good; It’s What I Do
There are a few reasons as to why I choose to act the way I do. As others would call it; a bitch. Living in the high-class Boston citizenship had more downs than ups; more disadvantages than its counterpart. From the outside, yes, the high-end cars and the endless flow of cash seemed as delicious as it sounds, but there were dark corners to everything.
              The high-end Boston life required an armor thicker than the ones they put on our soldiers. Everyone was out to get you, even if they seemed to be your most trusted friend. If they could find a way to take you down from your throne, trust me, they would. Loyalty did not exist in that kind of world.
              Hence, my trust issues.
              I had been in the town of Heaven’s Cove for well over a week, and I was still locking my room behind me and making sure all my stuff was still there when I got back. Despite the neighbors being literally miles away and my grandma deserving no distrust, I was cautious.
              I hadn’t found a job yet, but my hopes were up after distributing a few resumés. I had an interview tomorrow. I could start gathering enough money to buy a car and move to LA, possibly find a better job and a place to stay. All of this, in the hopes of leaving this town.
              The people were typical small-town folks. There were no proper hair salons, and the clothing stores sold last seasons magazine. I hated the town more than the life I led back in Boston.
              Even now, as I watched Liza fry some eggs, made me hate it. Who even fries eggs like that?
              “Are you going to the party tonight?” she asked, looking at me sideways because she could probably feel my glare on her.
              “No,” I answered, shrugging, sipping on the coffee mug I held in my hands.
              She frowned, dark red brows knitting together. “Everyone in town is going,” she added, as if that would totally convince me to go. “It’s an annual thing. Happens every June to welcome summer.”
              I rolled my eyes with a quiet sigh. “Summer doesn’t need welcoming,” I grumbled, “it just comes whether we want to or not.”
              The spatula clanged on the counter as she turned to face me, red hair a fiery mess. Hands on her hips, she gave me a glacial look from under her brows. “It would actually really please me if you went,” she said, fighting to stay steadily grave and not completely angry. “If you’re going to stay here and have a job, you’re going to have to get along with the people. That’s how it works around here.”
              I crossed my arms over my chest, feeling the typical mix of guilt and anger for feeling so weak. I didn’t normally feel guilt, or any type of weakening emotion, but when I did, it got me angry. I hated feeling that way, and more importantly, I hated when others knew I was feeling that way.
              Liza was still staring. I shrugged. “I’ll probably go,” I answered under my breath.
              Going back to her eggs, she said, “we’re leaving at seven.” I rolled my eyes, trying not to grunt, but alas, she heard me.
              At seven I was ready to jump out the window and pretend I had been kidnapped. I had planned to stage a fight in my room, but when Liza came knocking, I abandoned all my plans of excavation. I had gotten dressed in a red tank top with blue jeans and my Vans shoes. I didn’t really know how people got dressed in Heaven’s Cove, but I was sure it was not cowboy boots and stuff.
              When I came outside to meet Liza, she was sitting in her Jeep, wearing a black blouse, her fiery hair a knot atop her head.
              We rode in silence, the scenery going from forest green to the light pastels of the city. I could smell the salt from the sea in the air. The wind was gentle and warm, and as the sun fell beyond the horizon, the climate slowly descended to a very comfortable temperature.
              By the time we’d arrived at the parking lot, the weather was kind and the wind was low, and the smell of sea salt still hung in the air. Liza got out of the car, whistling under her breath, and I followed behind her.
As we walked down the main lane of the town, I could hear the soft booming of music and the chitter chatter of a crowd. We rounded the corner to what was known as the “town square” by the common folk. All the stores had their interior and exterior lights opened, creating a intricate cacophony of light against the town amassed in the center. Music was playing from the ice cream store, soft and gentle tunes. Merchants had their stock displayed on wooden tables here and there, the smell of food invading the square.
Truthfully, the view was adorable. Folk who’d known each other since birth were gathered, laughing, dancing, tasting the foods, and enjoying the company of each other. Old and young, teens and adults, all were gathered in the dim lights of the square.
I was honestly awed.
Liza’s hand found my shoulder, bringing my closer against her body. The intimacy made my mouth dry, my hands twitching, wanting to avoid all kinds of vulnerability. “This is where your father grew up,” she said, her voice low. “He had friends like them,” she added, pointing to a group of teenagers laughing beside a small fire. “He had ambitions and dreams for this town. He was going to go to school and come back to help us.”
I stood there, feeling the insides of my palms itching. “What about my mom?” I asked, feeling salty. Liza always talked about my father like he was a god and my mother was the goddess of hell. But I knew them both, and yes, my mother was a bitch, but to me she had had those fleeting moments of pure motherhood.
Liza sighed. “It’s hard to explain.”
I rolled my eyes, swiftly stepping aside. “My mom was not as horrible as you think,” I growled, feeling venom on the top of my tongue.
My grandmother shrugged, a sad smile on her lips. “It’s hard to see the good in someone who took away the only thing you had.”
She left me on that, walking towards a group of women and men that appeared to be in her age range. She just left me standing there, a sour taste in my mouth, overthinking every moment spent with my mother. Was she really as bad as everyone said she was? If she was bad, was I? I had her looks and her temper, maybe a hint of her anger and snapping character. But was I as bad as everyone said she was?
“Hailee!”
The sound of my name brought me back from my reverie. A curly-haired blonde was barreling down the path from the parking lot. A huge smile on her lips, splaying those pearly whites, her big blue eyes round and joyful. Behind her, a tall young man with shaggy blonde hair and a beard, looking strangely familiar.
“Hailee,” she breathed, “I’m glad you could make it.” She was wearing a beige sweater and bright blue jeans, her hair tousled to one side of her head. She had on dazzling earrings and shining lip-gloss.
“Hey Carly,” I muttered, smiling slowly. The man behind her gave me a huge grin, hugging his blue cardigan around his torso.
“This is my brother Scott,” Carly continued, introducing us. “Scott, this is Hailee, the girl that lives with Nanny.”
His grin turned into a full-on smile and he gave me his hand. “It’s really nice to meet you, Hailee.”
“You need a nickname,” Carly laughed, wrapping her arm around my shoulders. “How about, Haze?”
“That’s actually really not necessary,” I tried, but now even Scott was into it. He was strangely familiar; his height, his light brown coloring, the way he smiled made his eyes turn in a very familiar manner.
“Mom!” Carly exclaimed suddenly, waving to a couple walking in through the same path. “Mom, dad!”
They seemed endearing, hand-in-hand, soft and kind with their gentle features. The man was tall with the same auburn colors as his son. The woman was shorter, of tough build, and wore the same smile as the blonde fire-ball before me.
“This is Hailee Smith,” Carly said matter-of-fact. “Haze, this is my mother, Lisa, and my dad, Bob.”
I smiled shyly, waving at them awkwardly as if I was a teenage girl meeting her boyfriend’s parents. The woman, Lisa, looked me over with a kind smile.
“You look like your mother, doesn’t she, Bob?” she said, looking up to her husband. I resisted the urge to roll my eyes.
“You knew her too?” I mumbled. Lisa nodded.
“She moved in here she was, what, maybe seven or eight,” she said, and it was the first time I heard someone talking about my mother with not a hint of hatred. “She had a drive, that young woman. Whatever she wanted, she got it.”
Just like my dad.
I didn’t say anything more. I decided hearing about the past meant nothing for my future. I needed to move on; move away from this toxic town.
“Have you met my two others?” Lisa asked, making me frown. “Carly go find Shanna, would you?” As if she was a child, Carly playful ran off to find her sister, I presumed, while I stayed back.
“I assume you’ve met Chris?” Lisa asked me.
I froze. That name rang a bell. A bad bell. The guy who was at Liza’s place and treated me like a smoocher? That Chris? The man I deliberately insulted? I had totally forgotten Carly and him were related. Well, that was going to go bananas later.
Lisa was oblivious. “He said he went by Nanny’s place last week to fix her pool and her AC,” she went on. “He didn’t have time to fix the AC, but I’m sure he’ll be back some time this week.” She looked truly concerned, so I doubted that Chris told her about our whole dilemma.
I had deliberately tried to ignore and avoid Chris the entire week. I had seen glimpses of him here and there, always with his tool box, a bright smile on his lips. I caught him at the resto I had an interview at tomorrow, helping out with the industrial fridges. I saw a bit of him repairing someone’s car. But I had avoided him at all costs. He made my ego hurt.
“I’m going to go get a drink,” I said, smiling awkwardly, stepping back.
“I’ll go ahead with you,” Scott added quickly, waving to his parents as we headed for the table with free beer.
Scott was tall and had such a warm smile that it evoked zero ounce of hatred in me. I felt completely at ease with him. Walking in silence, despite his awkward throat-clearing, wasn’t as bad as I had thought.
“My parents are quite talkative,” he said shyly, hands in his jean pockets. I waved it off.
“Mine never really talked to me so,” I answered, shrugging.
I didn’t know why I had said that, but that moment of clarity, of openness, didn’t taste as bad as I had envisioned.
“My brother is the real talkative guy,” he continued. “He’s older than me, so he’s always looked out for me. Do you have any siblings?”
“I’m the only one,” I answered with a grimace.
“Oh boy, you’re lucky,” he said. I grabbed a beer from the table, thanking the woman sitting there with a smile. She was short and stocky, grey hair a tangled mess on her head.
Scott continued. “My brother and my sisters, man, they were so much trouble,” he giggled. “Chris was into sports and my sisters tried to follow, and that made the household such a mess!”
I laughed with him, finding it in me to put aside the awful feeling I had since I had left Boston. “Carly is the spitfire,” he added, his tone softening, “and Shanna is the brilliant one. And then Chris is the big-hearted bro, you know.”
“What about you?” I asked, sipping on the cool beer, walking back towards the center of the square.
“I’m just the little brother,” he answered.
“You’re more than that, for sure,” I said, laughing, enjoying the feel of simple company.
However, the feeling didn’t last long. A broad-shouldered hunk of a man came into my line of vision, accompanied by a bustling blonde. I felt the wave of bile at the back of my throat; anger and pride rising to meet the knowledge that I might have overreacted the other day by the pool.
Scott turned to his brother with wide arms, embracing him. “Chris, good to see you,” he said. I rolled my eyes shyly, looking away from the siblings.
Even though Chris made me fume, I couldn’t deny how good he looked. Even though he wore a simple blue blouse and dark jeans, he looked better than anyone at the gathering. His hair was messy and gathered behind his ears, while those baby blues matched his attire. Of course.
“You met Hailee, right?” Carly piped in. I turned, feigning surprise, and nodded. I met Chris’ eyes for a brief instant, ignoring the sly smile on his endearing mouth.
“I’ve gotta go find my grandmother,” I spat, turning on my heels, feeling my chest squeezing with both hatred and awkwardness.
“I’ll go along with you.”
I resisted the urge to growl. He really wanted me to throw another tantrum in the middle of town?
He slid in beside me, matching step, smiling like he won the lottery. “So, did the lemonade come off easily on the carpet?” he asked sarcastically.
“Do you really want me to tell you to fuck off?” I asked, gritting the words between my teeth. I held my cup of beer tightly. He shrugged.
“I’m still waiting for an apology,” he said. He smelled like cars and salt and man, and even though I wanted nothing more than to rid my mind of him, just his presence made me want to rip his clothes off.
When I looked up at him from under a deep frown, I saw the good in those bay blues. The never-ending sweetness and goodhearted intentions. He was not a bad man. He was not the man I wanted him to be, because it was much easier to see him as bad than to come to terms with the only true fact being that I was the worst thing that could ever happen to him.
“Fuck off.”
He laughed, following my steps again. “Would you like ice cream?” he asked, his voice laced with laughter as we made our way through the tough crowd in the center. “I’m sure you’re not really looking for Nanny, right?”
I turned to him, staring daggers, fuming. I wanted nothing more than to scream at him, but I also didn’t want to cause a scene.
“Or maybe you’re just trying to find a way to get rid of me?” he asked feigning innocence. I huffed, really, huffed, and turned on my heels. “So chocolate or vanilla?”
I didn’t really know where Liza was or anybody else in this town, so I sighed and stopped. “Chocolate,” I answered, watching as he slid ahead of me, shooting me a heart-stopping grin.
He went up to the clerk, elbows on the counter and all, grinning from ear to ear. I watched, standing a few feet away, as the light from inside the ice cream canteen reflected off his face. Even his smile, so sweet and good, was more angelic than anything I’d ever encountered.
Thinking back, that is the moment I realized I would destroy him.
He came back holding two cups of chocolate ice cream, an even bigger grin on his face. “Don’t you think vanilla is just overrated?” he joked, handing me the cup.
I shrugged nonchalantly. “I don’t really care.”
“Hailee, look,” he said as we stepped aside, his tone going from joking to serious. “I think we started on the wrong foot, you and I, right?”
“Right,” I grunted, finishing my beer and starting on my ice cream.
“Whatever it was, I’m willing to put it behind us,” he said with a slow smile. I looked up at him, dark eyes meeting light blue. He was serious. He stuck out his hand dramatically. “Friends?”
I hesitated. Then I brought my hand into the warmth of his, letting him engulf it and shake it gently. “Friends,” I muttered.
He smiled. He let his hand stay in mine a little longer, my skin beginning to tingle, my mouth watering. Quickly, I wrenched my hand from his and wiped it on my jeans.
“So what are your plans now?” he asked. He motioned to a bench that was sitting just outside the square borders. It was in the shadows, conveniently away from the crowd.
“I have a job interview tomorrow,” I admitted, following Chris to the bench and sitting down. His thigh brushed mine, and I had to fight the tingles crawling up my thighs.
“Where?” he asked, and he did that classic boy thing where he lay his arm on the back of the bench, his fingers skimming my shoulder.
“The diner that overlooks the sea?” I squeaked. He chuckled, his laugh rumbling through his chest.
“The fish ‘n’ chips?” he asked. “Good luck with that.” I laughed with him.
I enjoyed his company for the entire night. Maybe Chris was not as bad. He made me laugh. He made me forget there were things out there that tore me apart. He made forgot the pain that was wedged deep within my soul. I was hurt. I was broken. But in those moments, sitting in the shadows, ice cream freezing my lips, with Chris by my side, I was content and whole.
“I should drive you back,” he said. “I saw Nanny leaving and I’m sure she wouldn’t want you walking all the way back.”
I stood, giggling, feeling the one beer and the ice cream sloshing in my tummy. I felt good. “What, is this town full of serial killers and stuff?” I asked sarcastically. An expression, dark and fleeting, passed quickly across Chris’ face. As soon as it had been there, it was gone. I was left questioning it as I followed him back to the parking lot.
He had been chatty and smiling the entire night, and now, his face had turned somber. Even if I couldn’t properly see his face in the fading lights and the darkness of the path, I could tell he was triggered.
“It’s just not safe at night,” he answered as we got to his black pick up truck. I shrugged.
“Boston was never safe,” I grumbled, “day or night.”
We rode in silence. Chris was lost in thought and I was lost in the scenery of the forest green with the glinting sea beyond. Inside his car it smelled like boy and oil, soft music playing in the speakers. When we arrived at Liza’s, he got out.
“You don’t have to,” I grumbled, shutting the door behind me. Liza’s place was all dark, but the porch door was swinging opened, blocked from closing by a rock, probably placed there by my grandmother.
Chris chuckled. “Good luck for your interview,” he said.
I laughed. “You’re only saying that to be nice.”
He shrugged, walking onto the porch, the steps creaking under our weight. Under the moonlight, he looked soft and pale. His eyes kept finding mine, his mouth twitching. “Can I take you out to dinner Friday?” he asked calmly, no inch of anxiety in his tone.
Oh, I wanted to refuse, really, I did. But even despite his good looks, there was a certain magnetism to him, a certain calm that drove me to him. I barely knew him, and I wanted nothing more than to stay with him. Yet I was dangerous and destructive, elusive and spontaneous. I was like my mother. Him and I, we were not meant to be. He was the type of boy that I used and disposed of back home. And I didn’t want to be that girl anymore.
I was so lost in thought, my brows pulled, that I didn’t feel his hands on my biceps until he shook me slightly. His fingers were warm, caressing my skin, and I didn’t want him to stop one bit. “Am I being too forward?” he whispered. He was leaning in slightly, his much larger frame almost cupping around me.
“I just… um…” How could I say it without sounding stupid?
He chuckled, rubbing my arms again, making me sway slightly. I wanted to, but I couldn’t. If I did accept to go out with him, nothing would stop me from ruining the good in him.
“Hey, look, um,” he took out his phone, his hands leaving my skin, a cold trail following the lack of his warm palms. “I could leave you my number and whenever you want, you can text me?” he said.
I nodded. “Yeah,” I breathed. I handed him my phone, watching the electronic light up on his face.
“We don’t have to go out,” he added, just to be sure I got the message. “We can go surfing or hiking, you know, anything you want.”
I took my phone back, unsure of what to answer. He stood there, tall and almost intimidating, watching me with intent in his eyes. Then, quickly, almost so quick I thought I had dreamt it, he kissed my cheek tenderly, his hand cupping shoulder. I closed my eyes slightly, enjoying the innocence of that fleeting moment. And then he was slowly walking down the steps.
“I’ll see you around, Haze,” he chuckled, back to his boastful and energetic self. I waved at him, feeling broken and complete all at once.
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