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&&. amelia s. m. ❛ the sun inside of him rages like wildfire and he is gold gold gold and he is scorching the skin of my heart, yet still he pretends that he is ( s a f e ) for me to love, that his hands are GENTLE, that his fingerprints won’t be seared into the notches of my spine. the sun inside of him could set the k i n g d o m ablaze; he knows this, he does. and he still asks me to love him, to face the flame. find me in the ashes. ❜

[ameliamoreau]

she mentions him once. once is his name spoken in a defensive way and it is more than enough for her father to start his famous disappointed rants that are usually only directed at her siblings. for amelia is the perfect child that can do no wrong. of course, this is no exception. others clearly have a bad influence on her, he tells her. and maybe it is the stress of the weekend finally taking a toll on her but maybe she just doesn’t want to hear it again. it is on the sake of mere momentary carelessness that she darts out the front door instead of her room, still smoldering underneath her stony expression. 

she pulls the air around her in a long awaited inhale, stopping in her tracks only when she runs into another.  "please, just get me out of here.” 

[goodishmusic]

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[roryss-blog]

“Well, I’m lazy so.. and yes it’s good. Are you going to be america’s next master chef? I mean I get the first aid kit, that’s important and smart but I still don’t get the sandwiches but I admire your preparedness.”

[ameliamoreau]

“well, that’s a bit of a stretch. but i’m flattered you think this would reach the standards of gordon ramsay, although i do believe you’re just stroking my ego. well, i, on the other hand, will now always bring sandwiches to festivals. watch out for me at next year’s coachella; maybe i’ll start charging for them.” 

[mayapls-blog]

Smiling at the worker when her friend ordered the chili fries, she gave him a small wink to accompany her smile. The fact she was absurdly hungry and wanted him to hurry was partly the reason she was showing her old smile again, but the alcohol had definitely gotten to her mood. “Huh? I–I’m fine, Meels. Why?” She lied with a smile.

[ameliamoreau]

she gives the girl a nudge as she attempts to flirt with the worker, albeit there being evident amusement behind her eyes. “are you sure?” amelia questions with a weak smile. “because i’ve seen you when you’re fine and i’ve also seen you when you’re not...” she trails off, olive hues locking with maya’s green pair. maybe now she will realize how useless it is to lie to her. 

[crftedwcrrior]

“ you have to make them clean up their mess first, and then you make them walk. “ she crinkled her nose in disgust once again. “ we got to worry about the others because who else will? – but coachella was… perfect. did you like? get any action? “

[ameliamoreau]

“if that happens to me, i’ll let them do whatever they want and i’ll just share a ride with you. besides, it must be a lot more fun than our jeep.” she refrains rolling her eyes at the thought of her tent buddy. “perfect? that’s a pretty strong word.” defined eyebrows arch high, though there is a smile playing on her lips. red paints her cheeks at the girl’s next words. “action? ---- no.” 

[mahkenze]

mack was surprised to see amelia amidst the crowd, after all she rarely saw the girl without a book in hand. “when you’re trying to teach me how to properly use functions in math, not so much.” she rolled her eyes slightly when she was reminded of the hours spent being tutored by amelia. “but this is far from nevada city, and there’s no textbooks around. i think you have at least one dance in you.” she encouraged, raising her eyebrows at the brunette. 

[ameliamoreau]

“hey--!” she wants to counter before refraining, knowing that the purpose of this trip isn’t having another fight. this may not be her typical predilection, but she is at least trying to enjoy herself. she already had to share a jeep and a tent with the oh so lovely samantha, god knows she is trying to avoid drama. but as the brunette insists on her joining the dancing, there’s suddenly a lump in her throat. “i think i’m entirely too sober for this.” is her initial excuse before she admits. “and my dancing is horrible.” 

[decvdents]

“don’t make promises you can’t keep, moreau.” he tells her, half joking. “no, i’m not. i’m just a sucker who likes you too much for his own good.” his lips are trapped in hers and he kisses her back. first time they’ve been doing it in a while and he missed this. most of the time, it’s like amelia is out of his reach but when she reminds him she isn’t, it’s when he melts for her. nothing compares having her close to him like this. it’s a small blessing, but one he’s happy to have.

[ameliamoreau]

"don't talk to me about promises that can't be kept." she teases, reminding him of his own promise that she still wishes he wouldn't break but knows that it is inevitable. the amusement in his tone tells her he is joking and amelia hopes it is true; hopes that he realizes how serious she is about this promise. "thank goodness you don't know any better." no matter how prepared she thinks she is for the sensation of his lips against her own - as they kiss, she is anything but ready. arms wrapping themselves around his neck, pressing her body against his, the girl is consumed by the kiss. 

[crftedwcrrior]

“ that’s my girl! “ she laughed as she leaned over to slap the brunette’s ass, “ okay, gross. if anybody pukes in the jeep… i’m fucking walking. “ danielle feigned gagging, but even the thought of someone puking near her made her want to lose it. “ look, we’ll just be lucky enough to get everyone home in one piece. “

[ameliamoreau]

a laugh elicits out of her mouth at the other’s unexpected action. “if anybody pukes in the jeep, they’re fucking walking.” she counters, expression revealing no sign of it being a joke. “enough worrying about others -- how did you enjoy coachella?” she asks, tone filled with genuine curiosity. 

[decvdents]

hugo nods slowly. yes, he knows how amelia’s father is. he’s lived in the same neighborhood for a long time, now, and amongst the certainties of his life, hugo knew the sky was blue, that earth gravitates around the sun and that amelia’s father absolutely loathed him. in all honesty, coming clean and rubbing on his face that hugo was dating her sounded like a great idea and he wouldn’t mind it one bit. but amelia did love her father, and it would make her miserable if hugo went ahead with his plan. so he wouldn’t. “yeah, i know.” he sighs and pulls away just slightly, just so he can gaze into her eyes. “it doesn’t matter, though. for you, i’ll hide, if need be. i just need us to know. no one else has to. you’re enough, and you’re mine.”

[ameliamoreau]

amelia knows she does not deserve the patience with which hugo is handling this. he does not bore any share of responsibility for the situation they are in. it is all because of amelia; she is the root of their problems, the cause of their distress. she knows this and is certain hugo does as well, even if he may deny it. "it won't be forever, i'll tell him. i promise." she reassures him ( or perhaps herself ), not bothering to hide her gaze that reflects emotion, the magnitude of which would surprise even her. "you're entirely too good for me. too good for this this wretched world." a bitter, yet wide smile appears on her rose tinted lips as she erases the remaining space between the two. she has been waiting for this for what seems like an eternity. 

[crftedwcrrior]

“ everybody better be staying hydrated.“ danielle huffed as she raised the bottle higher in the air. it was like babysitting a bunch of drunken toddlers. “ it’s the last day and i’d rather not have to drive you back home completely obliterated. “

[ameliamoreau]

“i’m as hydrated as ever.” amelia lifts her own water bottle. it wasn’t like she had been drinking anything else. “i’m more worried about somebody puking in the jeep. or passing out.” she counters, but lifts a digit to her chin to ponder. “-- although the latter option seems better by the second.” 

[mayapls-blog]

Being pulled along by the female, Maya let Amelia take her to wherever. At this point, it was probably the healthiest option to get Maya away from any more alcohol and drugs to avoid any mishaps. She accidentally hit others with her limbs and tripped over her feet as she was carried to the smell of fried food. Her appetite made its presence with a roar from her stomach and the sight of food excited her. “Chili cheese fries!” She yelled, pointing to the stand and shaking Amelia’s tiny shoulders.

[ameliamoreau]

the girl trudges along amelia, albeit rather clumsily. she locks arms with maya to ensure better stability, and jumps at her scream. amelia huffs out a laugh and rolls her eyes fondly at the brunette, quickly reaching the stand. catching the attention of the food truck worker, she orders two chili cheese fries. as they wait, she props her chin in the palm of her hand, facing maya. “so... how’re you?” she asks before adding. “really?” maybe maya will tell her the truth in her drunken state. 

[decvdents]

the corners of his mouth twitch downwards when amelia’s tears come. he puts everything aside and puts his arms around her, pulling her in. it doesn’t matter to him if one person sees them, or if a million do, but he has to respect her desire. even if it takes a toll on both of them. “no one will know. and even if they do, i don’t care. is it that bad?” he reflects, resting his cheek against her forehead. “i don’t mind if people know we’re dating. i could go on any of those stages right now and scream to everyone willing to hear that i am with you. i don’t care about anything that might happen, i just care about you.”

[ameliamoreau]

her arms grip him so tightly she is afraid the two of them might suffocate, but it still isn't enough for her to loosen her grip. amelia does her best to not let another flood of tears run down her rosy cheeks as she is pressed against him. she's not used to crying over another, it leaves her feeling completely powerless; a feeling so foreign, yet all the more terrifying. "don't you think i want everyone to know that, too? that i'm yours and you're mine?" her damp features are buried in the crook of his neck and she holds him as tight as she can. "but i don't want to risk losing you completely. my father..." she trails off, her words indistinct. "you know how he is." 

[fallonwesley-blog]

Reese nodded. “I can imagine things get a bit messy.” She smiled as the girl told her that she knew of her accommodation, but her brows raised when she had a slight tinge in the brunettes voice. “Reese. It’s kinda cool actually-wait! what’s wrong with my roommate?”

[ameliamoreau]

“hey, i wasn’t talking about your roommate -- i don’t know him well enough to make assumptions -- have you met him?” amelia explains, face painted in ambiguity. of course this was far from the truth, amelia constructs an opinion upon first meeting the person, not that she’ll admit it. “generally, the people here seem to be far from the norm.” she sighs. “i’m sorry, i’m afraid i’m not the best company at the moment, the stress i’ve been harboring through the day seems to be taking a considerable toll on me.” 

[decvdents]

he closes his eyes for a moment, shaking his head. hugo has a hard time telling himself they don’t know how to do this, and that she didn’t do it on purpose. he agreed to it, and it’s just unfair of him to be mad at her for that. he tells himself that a number of times in under ten seconds, until he opens his eyes up again and catches her gaze. “i don’t know what i’m saying…” he swallows his own disappointment. “i’m sorry.” hugo’s hand takes hers in an apologetically gesture. “i’m sorry. it’s just that i can’t be in a room with you and not talk to you, or look at you. it’s torture.”

[ameliamoreau]

amelia doesn't want him to apologize. she wants him to hold her, like everything's okay, like they aren't hiding from the whole world and like it isn't tearing them apart. her misery comes in waves, floods and overwhelms, like an ocean. it reaches her eyes and she is blinded by the tears that she tries to stifle with her sleeve. "well, what if i can't look at you like a friend anymore? what if any blind person can see how utterly in love i am?" the questions roll off her tongue without control, her voice revealing how afraid she truly is. a fraction of her misery dissipates when his hand touches hers, but her tears don’t. 

[decvdents]

he wants to be mad at her, but his expression softens a bit when she speaks. the fact of the matter is that they were both new to this, and they didn’t know how to do it. “i know you worry about that, i’m with you. but does this mean that we won’t even speak to each other when there’s people around? we’re gonna act like complete strangers?” hugo pauses, eyebrows raised. maybe his voice reflects how upset he truly feels, he isn’t sure. after a moment, he sighs. “because i don’t know if i can go on with this, then.”

[ameliamoreau]

amelia hides her gaze, teeth softly sinking into the fragile flesh of her bottom lip. digits leaving the warm skin of his cheek, she lets her hand graze his torso - fingertips brushing against the fabric cautiously. "no." she hurries, wishing that her answer would come out like a definite roar; but her shaky voice doesn't let her; it resembles a whisper. "i-i'm sorry, i just --" she comes to a halt to gather her thoughts. "i've no idea how to do this. it's my first real relationship and a secret one at that -- i don't know how to act." a chill runs down her spine at his next words, the feeling resembling nothing she's ever felt before. she takes a step back. "were you really thinking about..." her voice doesn't allow her to finish. 

[roedeen-blog]

“You’d think since we’re in the desert all the stages would be covered…but no..”

[ameliamoreau]

“why do you think a water bottle costs six bucks here? the alcohol and lack of shade cause dehydration. it’s a smart business trick, unfortunate for us though.” 

[mayapls-blog]

Looking down at the small petite female, Maya nodded absentmindedly and only agreed with Amelia because she didn’t want to create too much fuss. She had given her enough headaches, and there was no turning back now that there were four handles of vodka in Maya’s system anyways. “They’re the ones that sing that chocolate song, right?” Maya slurred out. “Burgers? Oh fuck yes, I’m down.”

[ameliamoreau]

amelia attempts to ignore the way she slurs her words, struggling to keep her faux smile wide. "yes, and many more that i'm sure you'll love." she adds, trying to sound excited. the fake smile she wears becomes a genuine one, reaching her eyes, caused by the brunette's elation. "well, let's go right now!" she suggests, grabing the girl's hand and making her way to the first food stand she spots.