simple melody

harper bishop // twenty-one // bostonian He came with a warning sign that read, “Everything you ever asked for."

[juliettudor]

“Sorry we are closed until four.” She said walking out of the back room as she heard the front door open.

[harper-bx]

“Yeah, I work at the Pavilion down the street, I think we might have got some of your mail...” Harper pulled the envelope from his back pocket handing over to the brunette. “Maybe, lock the door next time, early customers are the worst.” 

[harper-bx]

“You’ll be compensate in multiple ways.” Harper watched her facial features for her reaction, knowing she never usually accepted his flirty mannerisms. Harper couldn’t help himself with his flirtatious tenaciously, they just came out of his mouth before he was able to stop them. He was always thankful that Adeline ability to just ignore his comments because her company was always a blessing. Somehow Harper and Adeline could be vastly different, but yet so similar. Adeline was smart and talented while Harper just thought he was a simple-minded boy. Listening to her voice was soothing, maybe it was the compliment that made Harper pump with contentment. “I think I could win against Gyllenhaal, the beard doesn’t do much good for him.” As Adeline jump with excitement of their plans, there was no denying the raven-haired girl. “I think my regulars could do without me, I’d rather just hang out with you.” He said with a subtle wink. Pulling out his phone from his jeans, it quickly texted his co-worker. “Jorgie owes me one.” Harper smiled, looking back up at Adeline. 

[riverdalesource]

KJ Apa photographed by Aimee Nicolas

[harper-bx]

lorelcix:

                  although her temples were not throbbing with a hangover from the past night, the natural happiness that radiated off the woman was shown the moment her smile moved onto her face and tugged on the corners of her lips. “ you should’ve stopped me from making a fool of myself! if i log onto any of my social media, i’m gonna probably have multiple messages of people sharing my video and having a laugh, ” she stated before shaking her head. “ i suppose i can give you a second chance. ”

“I tried, don’t act like I didn’t!” He exclaimed, trying to hide the smile on his face. “I stopped giving you drinks, you snuck them from me!” Harper tried to hold back his laugh at the thought of videos being shared on her drunken state. “Let me get you a coffee, make up for my mistake.” Putting air quotations around his words ‘make-up’ as he thought he did nothing wrong. “Prove I’m worth the second chance.”

[harper-bx]

[text] I DON’T WANT YOUR DICK. I WANT BRUNCH.

[Harper]: Ugh, you’re difficult. 

[Harper]: My treat, meet me at the breakfast place on 5th Street. Just don’t drink too many mimosa’s I’m not trying to cart your ass home again. 

[whambamthankyoubram]

more texts for you bitches

ANGSTY TEXTS, BITCH

[text] You should have told me you wanted me out of your life. [text] I should have never let you back into my life. [text] Okay [muse’s name] what’s the deal, pretty sure this is you…listen if you want me to leave you alone, please just tell that. [text] Please don’t walk away. [text] Please don’t do this. [text] When are you going to realize I want nothing to do with you? [text] You want nothing to do with me, I get it. [text] I’m an idiot. You fooled me again. [text] When I think things are about to change … I’m always proven wrong. [text] I just want you to be happy. And you’ll be happier without me. [text] I just hate that someone could make me trust [him/her/them] the way that I did [text] The truth is I’m not over you. [text] The truth is I never really wanted to be with you. [text] I’m seeing someone else. [text] How the hell did you get my number, stalker? [text] You’re so selfish. [text] I just saw you leave with [her/him/them]. [text] FUCK YOU AND YOUR DUMB CUTE FACE

LOVING TEXTS, BITCH

[text] Did I tell you today that you’re the most adorable? Cause, yeah. [text] Be careful. [text] I’m only saying it because I love you. [text] I’m only saying it because I care about you. [text] Okay, I’m bringing coffee. [text] I’m thinking dinner and a movie later this week? [text] Let me take you out, please? [text] Let me make you dinner tonight. [text] I want you to be happy. [text] You’re always safe with me. [text] I can’t stop thinking about you. [text] I seriously don’t know what I’d do without you. [text] I know you may not feel like you are, but you are loved. And important. Please don’t forget that. [text] It was so good seeing you. [text] You don’t need this shit. [text] I’ll be there in five minutes. [text] Let me help, please? [text] You’re important to me. [text] Stop falling asleep in the bathtub. You’re going to drown and die and leave me and I’m not having that. [text] I would gladly watch Netflix and eat Thai with you any day. [text] I’d give up my phone charger AND the last piece of gum for you. That’s love. [text] Hey beautiful no judgment but why is there a bucket of KFC chicken in the bathtub??

ANGRY TEXTS, BITCH

[text] If you don’t want me to bust your window, I suggest you answer the phone. Now. [text] To quote Mean Girls, you’re a fugly slut. [text] Are you SERIOUSLY bringing that up right now!? [text] Lose my number, asshole. [text] You’re so predictable and obnoxious. And it’s not only me who thinks so. [text] …The least you could do is answer, wtf. [text] You’re a piece of shit human being and an even worse friend. [text] This is YOUR FAULT. And you can’t even pretend like it isn’t, because you know it is. [text] Why couldn’t you just stay out of it? [text] Holy fucking shit, take a hint, asshole. [text] Go fuck yourself. [text] What the fucking hell is wrong with you? [text] You can take your stuff back as long as I don’t light it on fire first. [text] I have cramps and a migraine so you do NOT want to mess with me right now [text] Bye and have a very fuck you day

SEXY TEXTS, BITCH

[text] Just let me suck your dick and be happy. Let me have this. [text] Why are you so hot…like honestly, it’s not fair. [text] Yeah, you looked good in your [dress/shirt/pants] last night but really, they looked way better on my floor. [text] Come over. With condoms. [text] You should come over, clothing optional. [text] I feel like a nasty slut and I LOVE IT [text] Sorry I got drunk and texted you about my sex life [text] Sex on a rooftop - trashy or adventurous? [text] If you’re not at my apartment, shirtless, in five minutes, I will be personally offended. [text] I don’t think he likes that I’m always sending him pictures of me in my bra but he needs to get it together [text] It’ll be like The Notebook, except with way more of my penis. [text] I didn’t know that all of his brothers would be hot and musically inclined, too. That’s a dick move on behalf of biology. [text] I DON’T WANT YOUR DICK. I WANT BRUNCH. [text] So is it your turn now to pretend like dating someone else would stop us from fucking? [text] I just need some of your time and all of your body. [text] I am available for nakedness [text] I think about [him/her/them] when I masturbate so I guess you could call it love

DRUNK TEXTS, BITCH

[drunk text] So wat are you really over me no w [drunk text] AND I UNFOLLOWED YOU ON INSTAGRAM TOO, BITCH [drunk text] You are my queen and my savior and I love you forever [drunk text] You are the most beautiful girl I have ever known [drunk text] I’m eating macaroni and cheese on a slice of pizza and autocorrect just wrote that text for me pretty much, what’s your night like [drunk text] Listen up slut, you’re one hot piece of ass and if [he/she/they] doesn’t realize it, it’s their loss [drunk text] but what’s the point of a Disney sing off party if you’re not here. You have to be be the Pumbaa to my Timon [drunk text] Can you pls remind me tomorrow of how much of a fool I made myself tonight [drunk text] FUCK YOU YOU’RE GORGEOUS [drunk text] I think maybe you and me should like go out and eat pizza or something check yes or no [drunk text] Please don’t hate me I’m too tired and too dizzy to be hated [drunk text] I hate (him/her) but less when I’m drinking. Thanks, alcohol. [drunk text] Omf g you need to get over here now I think I’m dyin [drunk text] SWEEEEEEEET CAROLINE

[harper-bx]

adclinc:

A smile accompanied the roll of her eyes at his statement, always finding it ridiculous (but also, not quite) that he could have so many girls swooning over him. “Good luck, my friend. Let me know when the time comes, yeah? I’ll happily be your manager. I’ll even screen the interested ladies for you, or not. Depending on your preference.” She took another sip of her coffee and leaned back as her gaze went around the cafe, taking in the customers and the peddlers she could see from the glass window, almost taking a picture in her mind’s eye so she could sketch it later, then settling back on Harper’s face once again. Her right eyebrow arched at his statement, stifling a chuckle at the tone of disgust in his voice. “Aw, is Harper Bishop jealous that I drew someone who wasn’t him?” She leaned closer again, this time resting her elbows on the table, and patted his cheek gently. “If it makes you feel better, I’ll draw you, right here, right now. As long as you promise I get free beer later, and your undying love and affection.”

“I would be blessed to have a manager like you. Of course, I want them tested, I’m not a chump, I’ve got to keep myself clean.” Snarling his upper lip in fake disgust in Adeline. As her gaze left Harper, his eyes fell back on the drawings. His fingers traced the line of the jawline of what looked like a self-portrait, but what did Harper know it could have been a drawing of flowers, he had no clue.  Before he could ponder the drawing much longer Adeline’s laugh pulled his attention back up to her. Accusing him of jealousy, he shrugged in agreement. “Just thought I was better looking.” Leaning into her hand, feeling like a puppy who was finally getting attention. With her proposition, his eyes light up in happiness. “How about a six-pack? Also, you never need to ask for my love and affection, it’s always there.” There was a temptation to call the Pavilion to call out of his shift to spend the day with Adeline, but he knew the pain the bar would feel without him there. “You’re making it hard for me to want to go to work.” He said, really having no filter from his thoughts to his mouth.

[harper-bx]

[text] THE LAST STRAW WAS YOU CHANGING THE NETFLIX PASSWORD (from adam)

[Harper]: Hey, listen...

[Harper]: It said to update your account, I thought I was doing a nice gesture.

[Harper]: I just forgot to tell you... 

[harper-bx]

[text] I’m only coming over if you have cocaine or a snickers bar.

[Harper]: a little of both, but mostly the snickers. 

[harper-bx]

[text] I’m just so full of love and alcohol / [text] WHY WOULD YOU DRUNK DIAL MY HOUSE PHONE YOU IDIOT / [text] I am not ubering you a puppy / [text] If you bring me coffee and a greasy breakfast sandwich, I'll love you forever

[text] I’m just so full of love and alcohol 

[Harper]: You best be texting me to invite me wherever you are. Because it’s not fair you’re drunk without me.

[text] WHY WOULD YOU DRUNK DIAL MY HOUSE PHONE YOU IDIOT

[Harper]: WHAT ELSE WAS I SUPPOSE TO DO? 

[Harper]: I get nervous when you don’t answer. 

[text] I am not ubering you a puppy 

[Harper]: Mom… 

[text] If you bring me coffee and a greasy breakfast sandwich, I’ll love you forever

[Harper]: You were supposed to love me anyways…brat. 

[Harper]: But I’ll get over it, I assume the regular?  

[harper-bx]

 thecassiemorgan:

Cassie gasped dramatically, “That would make an amazing movie! An eternally young and beautiful stripper vampire, eating the lonely men that pay her. You should write that! I’d read it.” She didn’t even know if he was creative, but she was excited and anything else had been set aside. Cass pulled her hand back, smirked at him, and snatched for another cube. She chucked it in the direction of his coffee but it chipped and shattered off the edge of his mug. “Shit. That would’ve been an amazing shot.”

“Just by your reaction, I don’t think there was any way of denying you,” Shaking his head playfully at Cassie. Harper ability to write was equivalent to that of a tenth grader, as he thought, but couldn’t say no to her. Before they could continue their blossoming idea, he let out a hearty laugh as the sugar cube exploded across the table. “I can not take you anywhere. Maybe this is why you stay in the dark.”

[harper-bx]

[text] At some point, the phrase “I’ve hit rock bottom” became less of a figure of speech and more of the general state of my life.

[Harper]: Baby girl...

[Harper]: You just need a good drink from me, love. 

[harper-bx]

[text] So at what point of the night are we going to decide everyone at this party sucks and we should just fuck each other?

[Harper]: The point when you stop staring at me from across the room and come over here. 

[harper-bx]

maistclair:

Mai scoffed at his claim to humbleness, even he couldn’t get the words out seriously. Humble and Harper didn’t belong in the same sentence, but only he could pull it off without looking like an ass. “I love secrets.” She said earnestly, “Got any you could share? Completely anonymous of course, but what’s the weirdest secret anyone’s ever told you while they were drinking?” Mai had been in Devinstone long enough now but she still had lots to find out. Gossiping was a bad habit of hers, but she never had much to say about herself. “Don’t you dare. Besides, I have nothing interesting to tell you. You know enough, the rest you’ll just have to figure out.” Mai wiggled her eyebrows suggestively, as if she was some big enigma. That couldn’t be farther from the truth.

Harper cocked his head to the side, narrowing his eyes at her pondering if he should answer her question. Finally picking a story to share, his eyes lit up in excitement. “I know a very respected man from Devinstone that’s having an affair.” He smirked, sipping on his coffee before indulging more information. “He will have dinner with his business partner’s in the diner before he comes over to the bar area to meet with his mistress. I get a pretty good tip for keeping this under wraps.” Smiling largely with the information he held. “Yeah, but you look like if I fed you enough tequila, I’d get some juice from you.” 

[harper-bx]

jolenemcrgan:

( harper-bx )

Jolene’s eyebrows shot up as she heard Harper’s words, a small chuckle escaping her. “Hot and undeniable?” He had a good sense of humour, she’d give him that. She surrounded the straw with her lips, taking another sip as she let Harper carry on with his monologue. Then, she licked her lips before speaking, letting a somewhat mischievous look appear on her face; of course, her words would merely be a joke. “I don’t know, Harper, I might actually enjoy hurting you.” Jolene spoke, letting her words be laced with a teasing and yet somewhat mysterious tone, as if she was actually considering doing it. 

As she shot a response back, his artificially tense face resolved as it was replaced with a smirk. His eyes never leaving her, watching the drink from her smoothie. Even such a mundane action made Harper slightly turned on. “Maybe I would like it,” His words tainted with humor and challenge, wondering what could come from Jolene next. 

[whambamthankyoubram]

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[text] When I’m not with you, my heart hurts. [text] At some point, the phrase “I’ve hit rock bottom” became less of a figure of speech and more of the general state of my life. [text] I thought being with you would make me happy - I was wrong. [text] I should have known that when you said you still wanted to be friends, you didn’t mean it. [text] So, what, are you just not going to talk to me ever again? [text] How did we go from talking every single day to … this? [text] You know, you not answering my calls or texts is a testament to how much of a coward you really are. [text] I don’t like to leave loose ends and I realized I needed to live up to my own problems and insecurities. [text] You owe me a fucking apology. [text] We used to be best friends - where did it go wrong? [text] I can’t be without you. Please don’t do this to me. [text] (He/she/they) told me what you said, you asshole. [text] What the hell is wrong with you!? [text] Why the fuck would you do something like that? [text] YOU’RE A RUDE BITCH AND I HOPE YOU STUB YOUR TOE LATER TODAY [text] Thank you for finally showing me the truth about you. The truth is, you’re a dick. [text] Fact: You’re adorable. Also fact: You stink at board games. But I love you. [text] I’m a hopeless romantic with the sex drive of a married politician. I’M DOOMED. [text] Can you and your overnight guest maybe keep it down? I’m trying to sleep. [text] I’m bringing home frosties. I need to talk about butt stuff. [text] Listen, I may be naive, but I know what it means when they send that eggplant emoji. [text] YOUR VAGINA IS SO CUTE IT’S LIKE A LITTLE MACAROON [text] I think after tonight I’m 85% lesbian [text] So at what point of the night are we going to decide everyone at this party sucks and we should just fuck each other? [text] Sorry your girlfriend got you a present and you forgot to get her one. How long will your dick be dry? [text] You need to get home NOW. The oven is on fire and the fire department is officially ignoring my calls. HELP! [text]I’m sitting on the couch at 2 AM eating fried chicken in my underwear. Who is the real winner here? [text] I am not ubering you a puppy. [text] If you bring me coffee and a greasy breakfast sandwich, I’ll love you forever. [text] Hypothetically speaking, at what point does fire become too much fire? [text] Just because you are home alone for the weekend doesn’t mean you can act like a nudist. [text] The only things I am doing today are things one can do without wearing a bra. [text] I’m a grown woman and just cried because we ran out of Cheetos. I have PMS. Bring Cheetos to my place, or die. [text] I’ll eat brunch alone. No ones good enough when you’re not around [text] The worst thing about living at your parents’ place again is the struggle to make up more excuses to cover up booty calls. [text] You are probably the most infuriating person I’ve ever met…but you’re weirdly sexy. What I’m saying, is come over. [text] Please don’t bang more than two exes at a time, just so I won’t get confused. [text] How could (he/she/they) not like you!? You’re like, annoying relatable. Like Jennifer Lawrence. [text] Who says you can’t have Reese’s Cups for breakfast? Fucking losers, that’s who. [text] If your (boyfriend/girlfriend/significant other) finds a random like on an Instagram post from 64 weeks ago, that was me. Oops. [text] The only thing I crossed off my to do list today was get high. I’m going places. [text] (He/she/they) is a total bitch and a crappy party host so I stole their dog. It likes me better. [text] I feel like I cold have been bitchier and missed an opportunity. [text] I’m only coming over if you have cocaine or a snickers bar. [text] Would you think less of me if I told you I was eating pizza on the toilet right now? [text] THE LAST STRAW WAS YOU CHANGING THE NETFLIX PASSWORD [text] Dude, what’s wrong with me? I’m like a strong independent woman and shit. [text] DON’T YOU DARE PUT YOURSELF DOWN YOU’RE A BEAUTIFUL BITCH AND ANYONE WOULD BE LUCKY TO BE WITH YOU YOU [text] I’m just so full of love and alcohol [text] WHY WOULD YOU DRUNK DIAL MY HOUSE PHONE YOU IDIOT

[cherylblossom]