[sawyer--talbot-blog]

Oh yeah, oh yeah!

[harveywbu-blog]

I’m going to need you to stop, or I’m going to barf in my cup.

[harveywbu-blog]

HAPPY BIRTHDAY VICKIE

listen I’m suppose to be studying but I came on here because thirteen minutes ago you just got older. How freaky is that?!?!? You’re honestly such an amazing girl and you deserve all the happines in the word. I’m so happy that I get to have a roleplay partner as talented as you, and makes up crazy plot ideas with me, haha! I love you and never change please. Have a great birthday babe!

[harveywbu-blog]

killing the dinosaurs |                             harvey & lorna

[lornawtf-blog]

Sitting in the window that looked down upon the entrance of the building was Lorna. The moon was high, and the night warm—and she couldn’t sleep. She focused her sky eyes on the car that pulled up the path, halting to a stop at the double doors. The driver rushed out to open the door for the drunken classmate of hers in the back seat. Lorna couldn’t help but shake her head. She’d never be caught in such a situation—she’d never be caught out again past midnight.

Being awoken from her thoughts by a thump at the door, Lorna jumped to her feet, her light auburn hair falling over her shoulders as panic worked its way through her. Who was it, knocking at this ridiculous hour! Then she heard him—Harvey. “Oh my god,” She muttered. As the knock echoed through the room Lorna visibly jumped. For a long moment she stood frozen staring at the door. Then when another impatient knock echoed around her she quickly moved across the room with full intentions of locking the door. But, to her dismay, she didn’t have the power to push away Harvey Monroe, and instead found herself opening the door. 

“Harvey!” She yelled dis-pleasingly in a quiet whisper. “Are you out of your mind?” She asked, peering out into the corridor and making sure nobody else had been woken up by the disturbance that was Mr. Monroe. “May I help you?!” Lorn asked, wide eyed and aggravated.

[harveywbu-blog]

Harvey stepped forward across the boundary line, a frown stuck firmly on his features — irritated by the waiting time. “Damn, ye’ couldn’t have gotten here sooner.” Shoving past the copper haired darling, he sauntered into her dorm — his eyes peering around for any signs of a presence within the four walls. The last thing he wanted was to be interrupted by some puny kid. His hands dug into the pockets of his dark leather jacket and leaned against the wall. “Ye’ you can help me.” He said, in his hoarse tone.

He knew that three o’clock in the morning was an unreasonable time to be banging on some chick’s door — he was smart enough to know that, but he couldn’t help himself. He didn’t really talk much to anyone else, and he didn’t want to. Harvey still hadn’t opened up to Lorna completely, but he was starting to take a fondness to her. A fondness that he despised. 

“Shut the damn door.” A split second passed and he’d already wrapped his rough hands around her waist and forcibly shoved her against the opposing wall — lacking the gentleness she was probably used to. “I fuckin’ want you.” His voice was gruff and low as he whispered to her, while his head leaned in until he could feel her breath on his lips — hunger and desire taking over him. “I want ye’ here. Against this damn wall.” He closed the space between them, pressing his figure into her own. “You’re gonna’ be sore once I’m done with ye’.” Truthfully, he had no experience in the department of pleasing a woman, but he’d watched enough films to know the general gist. He’d also seen enough pictures of the Talbots to know that nothing would please him more than banging their youngest daughter, Lorna.

[harveywbu-blog]

killing the dinosaurs |                             harvey & lorna

In the end he’d expect his death to be brutal and tremendously lonely. There was nobody in the entire universe that Harvey cared for — not his parents most certainly. Those bastards could rot in Hell with endless buckets of shit being forced down their throats. Much like they did to him. He took the initiative to get off his backside and achieve the little he already, they had no part in it, and he’d come to realize that nothing he’d do would ever been good enough for the Monroes. So why bother?

The only difference to how he’d felt a few months ago to now was that he did care about someone other than himself. Someone so expectedly that even he himself had to remind himself from time to time what he saw in the perky and stereotypical priss. She was everything he despised with the world, right down to the color of her hair and the shade of pink she used for her nails. They were not meant to be. Chances were they wouldn’t be. But oddly that pained him to think in such ways. Why?

Walking up to the door that held his unofficial girlfriend hostage inside, he clenched a fist and delivered a few thumps against the wood. “Lorna!” His hoarse voice yelled, as another hand travelled up to run his fingers through his messy locks. He hoped she was one for breaking the rules, as at three o’clock in the morning curfews were set in motion, and this would be a waste of sneaking out of his own dorm to get here for just disappointment. “Lorna! Goddamnit, open up!” He spoke in hushed tones through the cracks.

[lornawtf-blog]

For sexy time?

[harveywbu-blog]

...No, so I can protect you and you don’t get ye’ damn self hurt again.

[lornawtf-blog]

Stay close and you won’t have to.

[harveywbu-blog]

I’m going to speak to Lottie and ask her to switch dorms with me. She might enjoy Madison’s company anyway.

[lornawtf-blog]

Then I won’t run off.

[harveywbu-blog]

Good, I wouldn’t want to have to chase after you.

[lornawtf-blog]

Oh.

[harveywbu-blog]

I love you.

[lornawtf-blog]

Really?

[harveywbu-blog]

As I said, I ain’t exactly Prince Charming.

[lornawtf-blog]

Why not?

[harveywbu-blog]

Dunno’ how... I ain’t kissed a girl before.

[lornawtf-blog]

Well, do you want to?

[harveywbu-blog]

Can’t.

[lornawtf-blog]

Oh. For a minute there I thought you were agreeing to marry me.

[harveywbu-blog]

I ain’t even kissed you yet... crazy bitch.

[lornawtf-blog]

What’d you just say?

[harveywbu-blog]

Nothing—I ain’t say nothin’.

[lornawtf-blog]

…What?

[harveywbu-blog]

What?

[lornawtf-blog]

Great! Then we’ll get married.

[harveywbu-blog]

Okay.

[lornawtf-blog]

You don’t want to go with me, do you! Is it because I’m ginger, is my hair too ginger for you?!

[harveywbu-blog]

Shit, alright... no. Of course, I’ll go with you. Of course, Lorna!

[lornawtf-blog]

You sound like my father. But you’re not him, you’re you. Harvey Monroe, and I love you. I’d take you to every premiere or event I have, and I don’t care what you wear, how messy your hair is, or if you haven’t showered in three weeks. I know you don’t like or want to get close to people, but you’re going to have to… Harvey Monroe, I am inviting you to the Underwater ball as my date. Say yes or I’ll cry.

[harveywbu-blog]

Lorna...