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@dawsontheo-blog
Is”, “is.” “is” — the idiocy of the word haunts me. If it were abolished, human thought might begin to make sense. I don’t know what anything “is”; I only know how it seems to me at this moment.
Robert Anton Wilson (via codeines)
“Is it odd that I like to be the big spoon? Every single time I ask a guy if they want to be the little spoon they just look at me like I’m about to break their ego. I mean, sure — guys want to be protective over their girl and such, but there’s nothing wrong with a good cuddle from time to time.”
“I think it’s odd that anybody would want to spoon with you... in the first place.”
“What? No — ‘participator’ definitely is a word. You’re just jealous because you want to win.”
“I’m not jealous.. I’m already winning.”
“You could be more specific, you know?”
I don’t know.
dawsontheo:
“And, what exactly don’t you know?”
I wasn’t talking to you.
“Maybe you shouldn’t speak so loudly then.”
“So you’ve decided to be a vampire instead?”
“I don’t think I’m the only one at this school who’s a jerk. I’m just the only jerk at this school who’s perfect. So people care about what I say. This ‘Grumpy Cat’ has a lot of fun being one because nobody gets in their way. I say nice things to myself all the time just because, now others---that’s an entirely different story. Why be nice to people who don’t deserve it? Happy-pranks just make me more grumpy... But, you could try.”
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He couldn’t help, but truly laugh at her reaction. He enjoyed being involved in scandals, pretending to be something he’s not was exciting. And maybe that’s just because he was an actor. “You’re going to have to tell me more about this later,” He whispered in her ear, running his hand through her silver hair as if he was actually her boyfriend, “Oh — you are definitely paying me back, now loosen up or they’ll never believe we’re dating.” He grabbed her hand, intertwining their fingers together and smiling wide, saying loud enough for the others girl to hear him, “You know I missed you, now let me take you on a date to prove it.” He pulled her into an embrace, although he was helping her out. He’d find ways to make this a terrible experience for her. “And, remember we aren’t actually dating.” Theodore took every role seriously, he leaned into her as if he was about to kiss, but not doing so.
When his hand ran through her locks, the girl noticed how her breath got stuck in her throat. She bit her lower lip ever so slightly as she listened to his words, a sly smile tugging at the side of her lip when she realized he was about to help her out. And at that moment, she didn’t matter what the cost was. So, she did as he said and loosened up, her hand feeling warm in his as she looked up and smiled brightly at his words of him taking her out. “Oh, I cannot wait. I’m so glad you’re back.” Zara replied at the same loud tone, throwing the girls behind him a nasty glare before focussing back on Theo who now leaned in dangerously close. Frankly, there wasn’t a single doubt in her mind when she stood on her tiptoes and locked her lips with his, no warning – no regret. And the feeling of her heart speeding up at the feeling of his lips against hers made her feel so alive.
“I don’t know what I did without you by my side for so long.” His voice cracked as if he truly did miss her, he felt a sense of pride in his acting ability already. He enjoyed the fact that Zara was rebellious. Although, he followed the rules as best as he could. They both had the tendency to piss people off and for a moment, thought they’d be a nice couple. But the thought soon was dispersed ass the girl stood on her tiptoes, he knew what was coming. But, he didn’t expect that when her lips crashed into his, he’d feel anything. However, he did. He could feel the electricity just from the simple kiss, and he knew she felt the same. Her heart beat was quick and loud. He’d never felt that way before when kissing a girl. Not even with Gigi.
Embarrassed by his feelings toward the kiss, but not wanting Zara to know this---he pulled away slowly and with a sense of urgency. He whispered under his breathe, still holding her closely. “Remember, we’re nothing.” There was a sharpness in his tone that had even taken him back. “mm,” He moaned slightly, loud enough for the girls to hear, the sharpness disappearing while he gained control of his breath, “Nice to know you missed me too.” He winked at her, pulling out of the embrace and reaching for her hand as they started to walk forward, passing the girls, “What time do you want me to pick you up?”
( dawsontheo ; )
“I find it quite funny how miserable I make most of the people here. I guess I’m just wondering, if you’re one of those people? Or do I need to try harder.”
“You could keep trying, or you could save yourself the time and effort and just piss off right now.”
“You know me, Aurora. I don’t stop trying until I succeed and seeing you annoyed is worth the waste of time.”
Dawson rolled his eyes at the sight of her immaturity. Feeling nothing, but pity for Havana. She reminded him of someone who wasn’t honest in her actions, maybe that’s why he didn’t like her. She was fake to him. And even if she truly wasn’t fake, he felt that she tried to hard to please people and he felt that no one could ever be a hundred percent themselves by doing that. To him, she was just an insecure girl with no true identity. He would never take the time to get to know her though, to know if he was wrong. And he knew that too, that he could be wrong. “You don’t have to believe that he said it.. I know you wouldn’t, but know it’s true. In my eyes, you must have done something wrong --- if he felt the need to cheat on you. And although, you weren’t with Finn, at the time. Could you honestly tell me that you didn’t feel anything for him while you dated Nate? We all know your history with Finn, we all know there’s always been something between you two. You never had been completely Nate’s. So why’d you date him, to hurt him? To take him from Gigi? You’re just as selfish as I am, Neilson. And the fact that you deny it so much makes you worse than me.”
He couldn’t help, but truly laugh at her reaction. He enjoyed being involved in scandals, pretending to be something he’s not was exciting. And maybe that’s just because he was an actor. “You’re going to have to tell me more about this later,” He whispered in her ear, running his hand through her silver hair as if he was actually her boyfriend, “Oh --- you are definitely paying me back, now loosen up or they’ll never believe we’re dating.” He grabbed her hand, intertwining their fingers together and smiling wide, saying loud enough for the others girl to hear him, “You know I missed you, now let me take you on a date to prove it.” He pulled her into an embrace, although he was helping her out. He’d find ways to make this a terrible experience for her. “And, remember we aren’t actually dating.” Theodore took every role seriously, he leaned into her as if he was about to kiss, but not doing so.
“Doesn’t seem like it. And correction. You might be in Uni, but you are far from belonging in Uni. Your intelligence is that of a thirteen year old and you take your assignments as if they’re some sort of joke. You think I care what you think, Miss Florentina? You’re below me and you have been and you wills always be. So instead of arguing, because we both know I’m right, let’s get back to our work. I know you need this grade.”
“Hello, how are you guys doing?”
“I’m doing quite fine. I’d ask how you’re doing, but I don’t care that much.”
“I just forgot how cocky you are, Dawson”
“And I forgot that you don’t know the difference between cocky and confident, Backersfeld.”
dawsontheo:
“How I know you is a secret I can’t say. Oh yes, it’ll definitely repair the relationship that we don’t have.”
“that is kinda scary but okay.. and right of course, that extremely pleases me !”
“What can I say, I’m a scary guy. You know you don’t look that excited about this. A shame too, especially since we could be such great friends.”
dawsontheo:
“Well, you’re one of the last people I’d miss. And I don’t buy people souvenirs, especially people I don’t like. So I apologize if this wasn’t the warm welcoming you had been expecting, but warm welcomings aren’t exactly my forte. My comments amuse you? I kind of find that hard to believe”
“I’ll get you to buy me souvenirs one day — I can be quite persuasive if I want to be,” she assured him before she pursed her lips. “It’s okay, however, I’m a tad disappointed that your teddy bear exterior doesn’t quite match with your personality. And yeah, they definitely do. I’m not that easily offended so you can take a shot, if you desire to.”
He rolled his eyes at her remark, but not because he found it dumb. More so because he found it slightly true, if it weren't for his snarky attitude. Or the fact that Mabel was Havana Neilson's aunt, he'd might have given her the chance --- or himself the chance, if honest --- to have a relationship. And he didn't need her knowing that, "Hm, I doubt it. But, you can keep on dreaming. Teddy bear exterior? Is that supposed to be a compliment or insult? Whatever it's supposed to be, I think you must be getting sick, because I definitely don't look like one. What’s the point of wasting my time, if you already know how I feel about you. You’re just like your niece. Hell, you’re even starting to become worse than her.”
“I find it quite funny how miserable I make most of the people here. I guess I’m just wondering, if you’re one of those people? Or do I need to try harder.”
I am clearly not one of those people, however I am not planning on becoming miserable, because of you.
”Well, that’s no fun. What do I get out of that? Nothing, but you’re happiness. Not exactly what I want.”
