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brianaccola:

“I’m not going anywhere.” Brian replied, choosing not to reply to the rest of her words. He ought to have known by now that getting hurt by Anastasia’s decisions was wrong, as it was almost a routine for them and the girl had made sure to make no promises. Maybe he needed to stop being so hopeful for something different all the time. Looking down at her hand, Brian nodded before pulling back and walking towards the entrance. “We should go somewhere, I’m kind of bored right now.” He suggested, wanting nothing more than to distract himself for the next couple of hours.

It wouldn’t have taken someone with Ana’s level of familiarity to her best friend to know that he was bothered by what had just happened, as Anastasia knew that much without any effort. “Come here,” she murmured softly, tugging him closer to her as she kissed his jawline softly. “I’m sorry,” she whispered against his skin, a shallow breath leaving her lips as she pulled away. She frowned slightly as she heard his words, arms crossing over her chest as her gaze found his. “If you’re bored right now, you don’t have to hang out with me. I didn’t know a date was the only thing that could keep you properly satisfied.”

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brianaccola:

Brian felt an uncomfortable pain in his chest after one more denial on the girl’s part, his gaze averting hers after a moment of waiting. He couldn’t explain the reason why she seemed so against being with him, as he’d tried hard to keep her happy and correct whatever mistakes he might have made during the friendship. Cleary, he wasn’t there yet. Breathing out slowly, she looked up with a faded smile. “Yeah.” He noddded, messing his hair quietly. “Don’t worry, I won’t insist on it. The looks don’t seem to work.”

Despite what her best friend may have thought, Anastasia took no joy in what she was doing to him now, and it was enough to make her heart hurt. The truth was, she simply wasn’t cut out for love, and Brian was far too important for her to risk if she had been. Love, in her experience, seemed to be a messy, complicated thing - and her friendship with Brian was anything but that. She could only wish that he felt the same, as she hated seeing the broken expression on his features each time she turned him down.  “They work more than you think, you know,” Anastasia finally told him quietly, her hand sliding down to capture his. “I promise they do. I just- I don’t want to risk losing you.”

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It wasn’t the first time Brian had proposed the two of them go on a date of some sorts, and for whatever reason, Anastasia highly doubted it would be the last. Regardless of her protests, he wanted to be more than just friends. He’d been trying for years, even before the two of them had ended up in bed together.“You know why we can’t go out,” she told him, a sigh tumbling from her lips. “You’ll just make it worse, you know. I’m awful at saying no to you when you look at me like that.”

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Anastasia ✉ Brian

Brian: I would fucking hope so.

Anastasia: I just complimented you, and you didn't even say thank you.

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Anastasia ✉ Brian

Anastasia: A boy just texted me a picture of his cock, and all I could think was that yours was better.

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snapchat | anastasia → brian

anastasiahearst: i’m sick and not wearing undergarments? come take care of me like a good best friend 💕

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habits.

It had to have been at least twenty minutes, she thought with a sigh. Anastasia wandered the room, a pout settling on her lips when she noticed Brian talking to a pretty blonde girl. Even if the pair of them were just friends who'd been hooking up for months, she wasn't immune to a little jealousy when she saw him with other girls. Given their proximity, it was an entirely normal reaction - just as approaching the pair of them was. Hooking her arm against his, the petite brunette allowed a grin to tug at her lips as she broke into the conversation, her warm brown eyes flickering up to meet Brian's blue ones. "And here I thought I'd misplaced you, silly." The gaze she left Brian was nothing short of kind, but her expression faltered when she looked over at the blonde. She wasn't anyone Anastasia knew, but that didn't stop her expression from souring.

The girl was looking at her Brian almost as if he were something to eat, and it left a ridiculously bitter taste in her mouth. It wasn't even the first time she'd seen a girl eyeing her friend. Considering his good looks, it happened more often than the brunette cared to admit, but that didn't make swallowing it any easier when it happened. She was awful at it, admittedly, and the girl quickly picked up on Anastasia's cue, making her leave with an audible scoff. There'd be rumors about her and Brian being a couple again, she knew it. But in that moment, Anastasia couldn't bring herself to care.

"I thought you were coming to find me," was all the brunette said, frustration seeping into her tone as she turned to Brian. She couldn't help but feel hurt that he'd gone off to get the pair of them drinks and hadn't returned simply because of some girl, even if they hadn't exactly said that they were going home together that night. And it was silly, really. Brian had every right to go find someone else, as she'd been telling him she wasn't interesting dating him for years now - but that didn't mean she had to like it. Which she didn't. Obviously, if the crossing of her arms over her chest was any indication. She wasn't being fair to Brian, but she couldn't help but want to- She shook her head, an audible sigh spilling from her lips. "Forget it, I'll go and you can chase after the girl. She's pretty, just your type."