easton hawthorne.

(  eighteen. seventh year. salisbury.  )    not affiliated with j. elordi.

[eastxnh]

ophelia-sinclair‌:

Ophelia’s cheeks heated up the moment Easton and his mates walked onto the sidelines with pom-poms and letters painted on their chests that spelled out her name. Her teammates were giggling along with her, though she knew most of the girls were green with envy. Part of Ophelia didn’t think he’d actually come to her game to cheer her on so publicly. It was definitely difficult to keep her head in the game when all she could do was steal glances at him and his cocky smirk from the sidelines. God she wanted him. 

Ophelia played her heart out, no matter the distraction mostly wanting to impress Easton with her play. She was thankful the game had gone her was and although she had only assisted in the only goal their team had still won and that was a success for Phe. After a few words from the coach Ophelia grabbed her bag and headed over to the fan sidelines sauntering up to Easton. “Looking good E, I see you went with a better option than borrowing my cheer outfit.” she teased. “You know I didn’t expect this big of a performance, I have to say I’m thoroughly impressed.” she was sure the red blush from the beginning of the game was back on her face as she smiled at him. @eastxnh

did easton go easy on ophelia to let her win the bet? maybe. after all, he was no stranger to how to play the game. you have to give a little to win in the long run sometimes. and what was the prize at the end? c’mon, did he have to spell it out for you? if he had to show up to the girls’ football game with pompoms to cheer their captain on, then he could at least make it look like he did it intentionally and not because he lost a bet. so, it was go big or go home. using the captain card on some of his teammates, he managed to rally enough of them to show up to the game with ophelia’s name spelt out on their chests. it was a chilly autumn day, but knowing these lads, they’d take any excuse to show off their biceps and abs. especially at a girls’ football full of, well, girls.

it was a close match, which thankfully made the game more interesting to watch. there was nothing worse than having to sit through a shitty game of football full of shitty players. but thanks to easton’s A+ drills and tips (or he’d like to think so anyways), ophelia and her team won the game, narrowly by one point. everyone on the stands cheered, him and the boys’ football team being especially loud and rowdy. stepping around the crowd leaving the game, easton made his way over to the blonde. “ya, i think your costume would’ve been a bit snug on me,” he chuckled, his hand motioning at his body as if to prove his point. flashing her a cocky grin, he replied, “you girls support the boys’ team at all of our home games. it’s only fair that we return the favour, right? and, y’know, being captain has its perks.”

[eastxnh]

alexmooneyhq‌:

“Why would I want to piss you off? I mean, I’m pretty sure you could throw me across this field if you wanted to, but…” Alexander said, watching Easton as he stepped closer to him. This time he didn’t back away, he just froze and looked up at Easton as he spoke. There was nothing that Alexander could say that would make Easton walk away, and the more he spoke, the more Easton got annoyed. “That’s… That’s not what I mean, I just thought that maybe you needed some help with homework… You know, since you uh… have football practice all of that.” He said, looking around the football field. “I already said I was sorry, what else am I supposed to say?”

“because you’re not as smart as you try to act,” he laughed, almost mockingly. rolling his eyes at his comment, easton could feel himself growing bored of this already. he got a kick out of intimidating the skinny kid in the beginning, but now he was more irritated than anything. he had his fun exerting his dominance and now he just wanted the other boy to scram. “ya, you’d be the last fucking person i’d ask for help,” he scoffed. though that wasn’t exactly true. preston would be that person, but alex had just become a close second. shaking his head, easton pushed past the shorter male a little harder than necessarily. “get the fuck off my field, mooney.”

[eastxnh]

klaudiias‌:

klaudia didn’t know how she would deal with her awkward situation with easton, let alone having to deal with a baby. it wasn’t very often, as in it never happened, that the brunette got ghosted. especially when the hookup was as good as it was. maybe she’d figure out why he ghosted her or maybe she wouldn’t. she convinced herself that she wasn’t bothered by finding out anyways. as she stood in the cafeteria with a baby, who was barely in her arms, the girl grew frustrated at the fact it wouldn’t shut up and the fact that easton was laughing at her. klaudia listened to what he was trying to tell her but just huffed and gladly let him take the baby from her. “fuck sake, this project is ridiculous. why should i have to do this at 17? this class is so dumb and unnecessary,” she complained, running a hand through her locks. she watched as easton held the baby, almost naturally. “well look at you. natural born dad?” the girl smirked before letting out a soft chuckle. klaudia glanced down at the baby before rolling her eyes, “can we go eat or does this thing have to be fed aswell?”

taking the baby from klaudia, he craddled it in his arms, making sure the head was supported. rocking it slowly back and forth, it was like he’d done this a hundred times before. and the truth was, he probably has, and more. absolutely not a soul at bodley would believe it, but easton was actually pretty good with babies and kids. he chalked it up to having an eight year old sister, but he always just had the patience for them. who would’ve thought? really, no one. not a single soul. quite frankly, this was one of the few things that he would never bring up or brag about himself. he had a reputation to uphold, after all. shooting an annoyed look at klaudia for her comment, he scoffed, “absolutely fucking not. you just suck ass at this. it’s not that hard, klaude.” as soon as the crying ceased, he turned to hand the baby back to the girl. looking at her in disbelief, he replied, “of course it has to be fed. and you’re doing it. i’m not carrying this project on my shoulders.”

[eastxnh]

ophelia-sinclair‌:

A slow smile spread across her lips. “oh? You sound so sure that you’re going to win.” Ophelia laughed. “well I won’t rush to dig that old thing out of my closet.” she teased swiping the ball away from him mid air. “what do I want…hmmm.” Ophelia kicked the ball over towards the pylons tapping her lip in thought. “That’s a loaded question - I want a lot of things.” she said her eyes roamed over him for a moment before she looked down at her cleats. 

There were so many things she could choose, tell him to be her date to her mother’s gallery opening, have him take her for ice-cream, a million date scenarios ran through her head but she wanted him to ask her not because of a bet. “Alright, if I win you have to show up to my football game with pom poms and cheer me on the entire game.” 

“because i will,” he shrugged with ease, giving her that cocky easton hawthorne smirk. chuckling, he teased, “nah, i think that shirt deserves to be admired in all its glory. you should wear it more often.” his eyes followed the ball as she kicked it away, while he waited for her response. pushing his hair back, he turned to face ophelia again, catching her gaze as she seemed to contemplating. he only arched his brow at her, giving her a teasing smirk, knowing she was checking him out. “if it helps, i’m probably gonna win this bet anyways. so no need to put too much thought into it.” though when she finally decided, he laughed a bit at what she’d chosen for her prize. it was a good one, he had to admit. nodding his head, he stuck out his hand towards her. “alright sinclair, you got yourself a bet.”

[eastxnh]

alexmooneyhq‌:

“Listen, I didn’t mean to upset you or anything, I was just playing the game and then I wandered off here… Just don’t hit me, please… I’ll-I’ll do your homework for a whole month.” Alexander told the other, shaking his head. It wouldn’t be the first time he would do someone else’s homework, that’s why it didn’t bother him if he had to do Easton’s homework. “I’m really sorry if I made you mad, but it’s not like it’s my fault…”

“really? ‘cause it sounds like you’re really just trying to piss me off here,” he scoffed, though the homework offer did pique his interest a bit. but while easton was similar to many of his rich, entitled peers, who probably did rely on someone else to do their homework for them, surprisingly, that just wasn’t something that he did. he may have been a stereotypical jock, but he wasn’t a dumb one either. “are you saying you’re smarter than me?” he asked, stepping right up to the other male now. “what a load of bullshit, mooney. you come stomping onto my football field in the middle of practice, then try to say you, a sixth year nobody, can do my homework for me? fuck off, you arsehole.”

[inharrystyles]

[eastxnh]

@svttonf

[eastxnh]

alexmooneyhq‌:

Alexander sighed in relief when he saw the other boy walk off, almost sure that he was about to walk away without getting hurt. However, his next words weren’t wise and when Easton started approaching him and started basically shouting at him, Alex backed away as he looked up at the other boy. “I-I mean, I didn’t mean it like that, you know… I mean…” Alexander tried to speak, but nothing would come out and he looked down, not wanting to get Easton even more angry than he already was. “If you’re going to hit me, just don’t hit me in the face, I think I’ve had enough…” Alex told the other, not taking his eyes off the ground.

seeing the boy’s scared demeanor only made the arrogant smirk on his face grew. here was this lanky five foot something kid, trying to step up to him - a 6′4″ built athlete. the thought of that only made him laugh, as he eyed the shorter male, sizing him up. how far could easton push him until he broke out in tears? letting out a short laugh, he motioned at the other male’s face, “you mean that? i dunno, maybe i could help you out, rearrange it a bit, ya?” 

[eastxnh]

alexmooneyhq‌:

Alexander backed away a bit when Easton approached him, holding his phone close to his chest. He shouldn’t have talked to Easton like that, the guy was huge and could probably throw him across the field. “Sorry, alright? I was playing Pokémon Go and I found a good one and I wanted to catch it. I didn’t see there was a practice going on.” Alexander told the other, looking around to see the other players. His nose hurt and he wasn’t sure if it was broken or not, but when Easton mentioned the bone sticking out, Alex rolled his eyes. “Very funny, Easton, I know it isn’t broken like that or I would probably be screaming in pain.” He said, touching his nose just to be sure. “You can walk off now, wouldn’t want you to ruin your reputation just because you’re talking to me…”

the moment alex started speaking, looking like he was ready to piss his pants, easton had already lost interest. something about pokemon? what a dweeb. no wonder they’d stopped hanging out. watching the other male reach for his nose, he shook his head, a shit-eating grin on his face. correction, a gullible dweeb. deciding to drop it, the jock turned to make his way back across the field when he heard him speak up again. turning back around, he put his hand up to his ear, as he neared alex. “i’m sorry, what was that? i can walk off? how about you fuck off? you’re the idiot who’s on the damn football field, mate,” his voice close to shouting now, as he stood right in front of the shorter male, his hand pointing to a random spot away from the field.

[eastxnh]

ophelia-sinclair‌:

He was laughing again and suddenly the weight had lifted off her shoulders and she felt better. “Not easily anyway.” she grinned at him. Ophelia was nothing if not relentless. If there was something she wanted she’d go after it until she’d exhausted all her resources. She’d drive Hilly and Baz up a wall with her determination to win over Easton’s affections. He made her question herself, why wasn’t she enough? Did he not think she was pretty enough or smart enough to be with? Didn’t they have enough in common? There were a million and one things she’d pick at herself worrying if that was the reason Easton never chose her. 

As his fingers brushed lightly against her cheek Ophelia held her breath chewing on the bottom of her lip to keep her smile at bay. He could turn her knees into jelly as quickly as he could drive her up a wall. Just as quick as he got close to her he had put space between them and Ophelia laughed, letting out the breath she had been holding. She was right back under his spell, lovesick. “we should at least make it interesting. A bet - if you win what would you want?” She followed him towards the pylons he had set up. 

he had to admit that it was nice being able to hangout with ophelia and not have to feel guilty about it, like he was doing something wrong. but was he hanging out with her because he wanted to, or because he wanted to spite maddy? would it be so bad if it was a bit of both? don’t get him wrong, he did like being around ophelia. she was fun and laid-back, and things just always felt so... simple and easy with her. she was no maddy. but he couldn’t tell if that was a good or bad thing. maybe he’d been with maddy for so long that he always thought relationships were supposed to be messy and complicated. would simple and easy be so bad? then again, did he even want a relationship to begin with? the simple answer was no. so what the hell was he doing here with ophelia?

snapping out of his thoughts, easton turned to the blonde as they walked across the field together. tossing the football up and down in his hands, he nodded at her suggestion. “alright, i’m game,” he agreed, then paused to think. what did he want? well, the answer was obvious, but he had more game than to need to rely on a silly bet to get what he wanted. grinning mischievously down at her, he replied, “if i win, you have to wear an ‘i heart easton’ shirt all day. not that you’ll win, but in the slim chance that you do, what do you want?”

[eastxnh]

𝐜𝐥𝐨𝐬𝐞𝐝 𝐬𝐭𝐚𝐫𝐭𝐞𝐫.  /  @klaudiias

leave it to easton to get paired up with a girl he hooked up with, then proceeded to ghost. and for a project like this fake baby one too. it was quite literally a nightmare come true for him. he was sure whatever higher power existed in the universe was laughing at him now. not only was he forced to hangout with klaudia now, but they had a fake baby together too. what the fuck?? the only comfort he got out of the whole situation was watching the brunette struggle to shut the baby up, as it wailed in the middle of the cafeteria. his laughter could barely be heard over all the crying. “you’re holding her wrong. you gotta put your arm under- jesus christ, klaudia. no, not upside down! your hand has to- fuckin’ hell, give her here,” he shook his head, taking the baby from her.

[fyeahjeleanor]

[terra-taramarkov-deactivated202]

@eastxnh x ophelia

[eastxnh]

ophelia-sinclair‌:

Ophelia cocked her head to the side curiously. Did he really think that about himself? If he saw himself through her eyes perhaps he’d change his mind, Ophelia thought the world of him despite the constant heartache. “well, isn’t that up for me to decide? I’d like to get to know you better East.” She shrugged. Perhaps only Maddy got to see that side of him, maybe that was why he felt the need to keep going back to her. 

At his teasing Ophelia’s cheeks turned a bright shade of red. Of course she had a crush on him, always had and it was just as pathetic as Maddy had said it was. what was so terrible about her having a crush on him anyways? “what’s so terrible about that?” she tried to tease. “And anyway you said we were friends - friends build each other up and let each other in no?” she tried to save herself from her embarrassing blush at him catching her spot on. “yeah?” she asked perking up at his invitation. “sure, i’d love to…whoop your butt at another drill.” she grinned the mood turning playful once again. 

running his hand through his hair, he chuckled, “you don’t give up, do you?“ he couldn’t remember the last time anyone tried to get to know him, like really know him. maybe it was because he was always so quick to put up his walls and turn into a complete asshole to push people away. when it came to easton and other girls, it was never about anything other than sex. and maybe he’d always been fine with that, wanted it to be that way even, because he knew that he had maddy for all of the other stuff. but somehow this breakup with her just felt... different. more real. like there wouldn’t be someone to go back to, like all the previous times they’d broken up before. so where did that leave him?

noticing the redness on her cheeks, he couldn’t help but smirk even more. her reaction only fed into his ego even more. maddy was right about him. this was all just a game to him - the pushing, the pulling, the chase... he was always interested until he got what he wanted from them. and that was exactly why crushing on him was a terrible idea. “because i’m not the kinda guy you wanna be crushing on,” he replied, yet as he said that, he couldn’t help but close the distance between them. “i suppose i did say that...” he sighed, his fingers brushing lightly against her cheek, as he tucked a loose strand of hair behind her ear. just as quickly as he’d gotten close to her, he pulled away again, taking a few steps back. letting out a light laugh, he shook his head. “feeling cocky, aren’t we? we’ll see about that, sinclair. c’mon,” nodding his head towards the area where he’d set up some pylons earlier.

[eastxnh]

alexmooneyhq‌:

It was a surprise that Alexander was out of the library. It was a nice day outside, so he decided the one thing that he considered actually fun when he was outside, which was: Pokémon Go! After walking for a while, staring at his phone, not bothering to look up, he finally found something, but before he could do anything, someone called him out and the next thing he knew was that he was getting hit in the face by a ball. He heard the others laugh, but that didn’t bother him, he was used to it anyway. When he saw Easton, he knew that he was the one to do it. “Why would you do that?! Am I bleeding?” Alex asked, quickly touching his nose to make sure it wasn’t broken. It wouldn’t be the first time.

crossing the field, it only hit him then that the poor victim was alexander. great. easton hadn’t spoken to him in what’s felt like forever. after rooming together during the early kingsley days, the two just went their separate ways and he never really found a reason to have to talk to the guy. “what? you think i did that on purpose? you’re the dumbass who wandered so close to the field. you don’t see anyone else getting hit in the face,” he shouted as he approached him. picking up the ball, he held it against his hip, as he looked down at alex’s face to assess the damage. aside from some redness and a bit of swelling, he was fine. but of course, easton being easton, he had to take the opportunity to mess with him a little bit. making a disgusted face, he pointed at the boy’s nose. “think the bone’s sticking out or something. on the bright side, you got an excuse for a nose job now.”

[eastxnh]

ophelia-sinclair‌:

Ophelia turned her head back to him her ponytail full of blonde hair whipping lightly to the side brushing past her cheek. “I just know, you’ve got so much going for you, you know.”Ophelia shrugged. “I’d like to think I know you pretty well, but you won’t let me get to know you fully.” she explained. Ophelia held Easton up on a pedestal despite the constant complaining and worry of her friends. There was just something about him that she wanted to let stay under her skin. She so desperately wanted him to choose her, just once. “I think you’re better than that anyway. You’re bloody brilliant even if you don’t think so, charming…I could go on but I don’t want to inflate that ego of yours.” she teased. “Or maybe it’ll help you like me again.” she grinned tightening her pony. 

letting out a humourless chuckle, easton shook his head at her answer. with a nonchalant shrug, he replied, “save yourself the trouble. there’s not much worth knowing.” whether that was true or not didn’t matter because he liked to think that he was right. he was easton hawthorne - bodley’s reigning football captain, and the guy who enjoyed sleeping around with half the student population and then some. what else was there to know about him? hearing the compliments from ophelia definitely took him by surprise. the cocky expression he often wore on his face faltered, as he clenched his jaw just the slightest. shaking his head with a smirk, he teased, “careful o, or i might think you have a crush on me, or something.” but he already knew that she did. he could always tell these things and he always used it to his advantage. the charming, the flirting, the sex - like maddy said, it was all just a game to him, right? ophelia was wrong. he wasn’t better than that - never was, never will be. because he’s easton fucking hawthorne. “i need a second person to run some of these drills with. y’know, if you’re interested.”

[natalicdormer]

[eastxnh]

@liadacosta

[eastxnh]

𝐜𝐥𝐨𝐬𝐞𝐝 𝐬𝐭𝐚𝐫𝐭𝐞𝐫.  /  @alexmooneyhq

football practice at bodley often drew a bit of a crowd. it consisted mostly of girls hoping to catch a glimpse of a few of the ex-kingsley boys running around the field shirtless, showing off their muscles. but today there were more people out, enjoying the rare sunny day. spotting one of the hot girls he’d been chatting up observing the boys practice, easton decided to show off a little bit. motioning at logan to go long, he backed up a few paces, then ran towards the ball in full momentum to give it a hard kick all the way across the field. only he didn’t expect some idiot to appear out of nowhere. “heads up!” he shouted, hoping the lad would duck, but it was too late. watching the ball hit him square in the face, easton winced, before letting out an obnoxious laugh, as a few others joined in.

[lunarxines]

𝐎𝐏𝐄𝐍✧*:･ﾟ✧

[eastxnh]

liadacosta‌:

lia felt a heavy force stumble against her legs. “fuck.” she said in a low voice. looking up she saw the tall boy nearly trip over her. “damn i know you’re tall and shit, but at least take care of your surroundings,” she said slightly irritated. “what does it look like i’m doing, easton?”

it was a rare sight to see easton in the library, which made her wonder what the fuck he was doing here. she followed his gaze inbetween the shelves towards the girl, who was clearly looking for someone—she figured what was going on. “damn..must be hard being the biggest fuckboy around school,” she said in an amusing tone, looking back up to him. “what if i completely fuck you over and call out to her?” she smirked, showing off all the amusement she was having in the moment.

rolling his eyes, he retorted, “maybe you shouldn’t have sat in the middle of the aisle.” eyeing the vape in her hand, he scoffed, “breaking school rules, as per usual,” then turned to peep through the shelves again. looking around, he didn’t see the girl anymore, but better to be safe than sorry. dropping his backpack in the ground, he took a seat beside the brunette, barely having enough room to stretch his legs out. pulling out his phone, he scrolled through his notifications, almost as if he was hoping to see one from someone in particular, as he replied nonchalantly, “well, we all have our crosses to bear. it’s a hard life, but someone’s gotta do it.” putting his phone away, easton turned to her, smirking, “or you could just fuck me. you’re thinking about it, aren’t you?”