[auburnsouls]

criiminals .

it hadn’t been easy to keep her distance from him, but it felt like necessary and while she heard plenty of rumors about him, she tried her best not to concentrate on him anymore. he was apparently having the time of his life without her and to forget about him, she decided it would be a good idea to go on dates. though it wasn’t easy to find someone to replace ryder. every other guy seemed to be filled with flaws, but after a few terrible and awkward dates she finally found someone who wasn’t a complete lost cause, so she tried to make it work. now attending their first party together, which would be their fourth date. she had made sure she looked at her best and as she entered the room with the other male by her side, she was praying that ryder wouldn’t show up. it was in vain though. once her date left to get them some drinks, her eyes met those of a familiar person and she clenched her jaws, taking a deep breath as he walked up to her. ❝ none of your business. ❞ she bitched, avoiding eye contact with him because she hated how one look could already make her feel weak. while pursing her lips together, she brushed her hair back, moving her weight from one heel to another as she crossed her arms over her chest. she usually didn’t look this fancy; wearing a little black dress and all. it just wasn’t quite like her. ❝ heard you’ve been having a great time yourself too. ❞ she mumbled, eyes still not meeting his.

her voice echoes around, holding on to him like it had never really done before. somewhere deep inside, he guesses it’s because it’s something he misses the most : her voice / her presence. no matter what or how hard he tried to forget about her, nothing worked : not by a chance. that much is obvious now that she’s standing in front of him / one million emotions and thoughts attacking him like it had never done before. a chuckle escapes him, giving his head a little shake before chocolate orbs shifted back to meet hers.  ❛  not really.  ❜  he says, still the softest expression resting on his features. he watches her, taking in her beauty and realizing all too well that their downfall was his own damn fault. he could usually control his emotions, but right now it’s taking its toll on him and she’s to blame. if she just stayed away.. maybe then he had a chance of moving forward instead of feeling like a complete idiot who just couldn’t forget about this one girl. he encourages a smile, one hand running through his thick blond locks.  ❛  was it easy for you? to just move on like that?  ❜  curious eyes shifts away, a little nod given.  ❛  with him?  ❜

[auburnsouls]

criiminals .

for some weird, unexplainable reason he felt like drinking a good amount of alcohol to not feel as shitty as he did right now. it was like this night was doomed to end badly no matter what, so the best thing he thought he could do was to make sure he wouldn’t remember it all the next morning. her words pained him more than he liked to admit, but at the same time it put all the puzzle pieces into place, about why she left the gang, left riley and in the end left him. she never cared about him and he was a fool to ever think she did. ❝ i saved your life once before against an entire gang, lucy. ❞ the male reminded her, though he doesn’t like to think about that. he killed a guy for it after all. it didn’t matter no more though, it didn’t seem like it was even possible to convince her at this point and he shouldn’t be wanting to. ❝ riley ain’t here no more. he’s been mia ever since you left. — but don’t worry, i get the point. you don’t care. ❞ it sounded so harshly put like that, yet reality sometimes was harsh and asher knew that best out of anyone. he wished it were all different though. he wished she did care and they would make it all work for once. clear out her name or find a piece of leverage in order to calm everything down, but it was hard to remain optimistic now. ❝ well fine, i won’t bother you any longer then. you best find your way out of here before they’ll find you. i didn’t come alone. you’re lucky i recognized you first. ❞ asher told her, his disappointment visible in his features and he wasn’t looking at her directly anymore. his hand had slipped off of her shoulder and he had created a certain distance between them again, both literally in figuratively. ❝ take care, luce. ❞

she’s supposed to walk away : to run, away from him, as far as possible. but the disappointment, the distance between the two of them, it just didn’t felt good. it’s one of the many reasons why she couldn’t move, unable to turn her back on him and walk away. chocolate hues drifted away, red lips pursed together, a few slender fingers running through thick blond hair.  ❛  you know, i never meant to hurt you.  ❜  and she did, she really did hurt him when she decided to walk away all those months ago. maybe it wasn’t necessarily pain he went through, but it was some sort of emotion. hatred, disappointment, like she had chosen to betray him. and yet here they are, this close of reliving it all again.  ❛  i trusted you, i really did. i still do.  ❜  a  confession --- the truth. soft sigh escapes fleshed lips, eyes shifting back to his once more.  ❛  i guess i was just.. afraid. leaving town was the easiest thing to do.  ❜  her voice : soft yet hurtful, showing him a side she’d never really done before. it was also regret, and guilt. maybe a lot of it. stubbornly, she takes a few steps closer to him, reaching out, one hand placed against his upper arm, her eyes carefully scanning his features.  ❛  i trusted you. and i’m sorry that it wasn’t enough for me to stay.  ❜

[rnargotrobbie]

[freshgomez]

[wellclutchmypearls]

[bcbierpt]

[ms-moretz]

[4am-reflections]

And the sweet little angel couldn’t keep her eyes off the devil.

4am (via 4am-reflections)

[clubirl]

[thoughts-memories]

[yourstrulys]

[lilscollins-archive]

[geazythevillan]

[wnq-writers]

With him she felt like a paradox both safe and vulnerable.

shadyombre  (via wnq-writers)

[zaynharry]

[pillowtalkbyz]

[freshgomez]