i me mine

iris marlow. 23. no-one's frightened of playing it ev'ryone's saying it, flowing more freely than wine, all through' the day i me mine.

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petemacintosh:

Pete lay back, enjoying whatever the hell this was that was happening around him but also feeling like there was too many places he wanted to put his hands. He was already hard before he felt Iris’s hand sneak inside his boxers. He honestly didn’t know what was going on in Iris’s head to make her want to do this. 

Iris was in a strange state of euphoria, driven by a need even she couldn’t understand. Her hand began slowly moving back and forth, before she helped him pull down his boxers completely. She brought her lips to his for a split second, before moving down, placing her hand around his cock, as she brought her lips to his shaft. 

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petemacintosh:

As he was seperated from Noella he didn’t expect to see his girlfriend standing there. He brain sort of went into overdrive for the brief moment she stood there watching them. He searched for an excuse he didn’t want to give her. He wanted the words that wouldn’t hurt her. He needed to explain. That opportunity passed as he felt his girlfriend’s lips against his. He didn’t close his eyes or relax into the kiss until the very moment she pulled away, only for him to open his eyes and see her pulling Noella in. Pete watched them for a moment, the tension in his head relaxing as he decided that still had no idea what was going on or why this was happening. He approached, wrapping an arm around Iris’s back, his hand slowly slipping underneath her shirt. He rested his free hand on Noella’s cheek, cutting in and kissing her once more. Slightly more aggressive and passionate now that he wasn’t feeling the guilt of cheating weighing on his heart. 

Noella hadn’t prepared herself for this close interaction between her and Iris, but once it happened she couldn’t help but kiss the girl back. The idea of this situation didn’t make much sense to her, but it was the surreal aspect of it all that made her want to live in that moment. Iris pulled away, leaning into Pete’s touch, her hand resting over his as she slowly moved them both up her body and to her breast. Her other hand reached for Noella’s as the girl made out with her boyfriend once again. And then they were heading towards the bedroom, with only one possible outcome in mind. 

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petemacintosh:

Pete’s hands moved up around her neck, tangling themselves in her hair. He wouldn’t for a moment why he didn’t pull away, but the answer to that was too obvious. He enjoyed being like this with her too much. He blurred his judgements and made act in a way he would never have dared to with anybody else. He loved that she was kissing him back but that only made him kiss her harder instead of pulling away like he should have done. 

The world spun for Noella and things were happening faster than she would’ve imagined, but none of that bothered her in that very moment. For some reason this wasn’t like these other guys at parties that you’d kiss for the sake of a good smooch while intoxicated and not even think about it. This was something else. Noella couldn’t stop being aware of how this was Pete. She couldn’t pause the thought of him, that was constantly running through her head, making her entire body feel some sort of way. And she kissed him with a certain kind passion, her hands resting on his face, as if she just needed for him to be there. That’s when she felt a hand on her shoulder, and suddenly they were pulled apart. There, between the two, stood Iris, her eyes lazy, but keeping themselves open. She watched their expressions for a while, but couldn’t make much of it, as the situation didn’t seem to clear to her. Seeing them like that had an impact on her, but in this state it maybe wasn’t the most obvious thing. Before either of them could form a proper sentence, Iris leaned in, bringing her lips to Pete’s. They kissed for a moment, but then she took a step back, turning to Noella and pulling her in for a similar type of kiss. 

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buzzlikeabee:

Pete stroked his girlfriend’s hair but didn’t really look at her. He could only focus on a scratch on the wooden floor. He was entranced by it. Heidi got to her feet, although they didn’t feel real to her, and followed Noella outside without saying a word. Buzz ran a hand through her hair, knowing what was happening to them all but wasn’t enjoying it any more because of that. She felt sick, she swallowed back the mounting spit in her mouth. “I guess we’re pressing pause,” she mumbled, following to the floor rather dramatically, and spreading her arms out like she was making a snow angel. 

Alex returned with some alcohol and a glass of water for Iris, who took a while trying to grab it properly. Taking few sips didn’t make her feel any better. In fact, she felt like none of this was really happening. Like in a dream, she got to her feet, putting the glass aside as she looked around in confusion. “Sorry to cut this short but I’m gonna go upstairs. I don’t feel.. well.” she explained, before heading towards the stairs. 

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frankdoherty:

“More like who,” Penny clarified, feeling a swell of smugness. “I invited Thad and he’s bringing Wallis as well, remember?”  Penny explained, trying her best not to smirk at the mention of Thad. She really didn’t want there to be any bitterness between her and Maggie but if she was going to petty then Penny wasn’t going to try hard to make things right. Maggie drew up to the group with her shopping cart, Buzz and Alex following behind her. Pete knew this was the best opportunity to bring up Frank but he just couldn’t make himself speak up. As if on cue, Frank walked up to the group. A bag was thrown over his shoulder and open can of beer already in his hand. “Mi amigos, are we ready to party?!” He cheered excitedly, greeting the group. 

Maggie frowned at Penny’s words, however she couldn’t say that she was surprised. Iris locked eyes with her boyfriend when Frank’s voice seemed to jumpscare the whole group. She then watched everyone’s expressions, which were either confused or full of disapproval. Rick had raised his brows and leaned to Noella. He whispered something to her and she just shrugged it off. Alex was kinda just smirking to himself. Iris, herself, wasn’t sure what to say, so she kinda just stood there, giving Pete the look. It’s as if everyone was still trying to process the surprise when Thad and Wallis approached. Iris watched Thad’s expression change at the sight of Frank, but only slightly. He seemed a bit more disturbed, but didn’t make a scene. Iris again turned her head to look at Pete again. “Is that everyone then?” she spoke,her tone  soft, but quite unenthusiastic. 

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petemacintosh:

“Iris..” He sighed, frustrated. He didn’t want to fight, he didn’t really want to leave either. He turned away from her, rolling his eyes to himself. He could let her go and face the consequences tomorrow, or he could stop her and they could sort this out. It took a moment to decide what to do before turning on his heels and running for his girlfriend. He grabbed her arm, stopping her from going anywhere. “Iris, you don’t have to go. It’s too late to anywhere anyway.”

Iris stopped, turning to face him. She was upset, she didn’t lie about that. And she wasn’t comfortable there either. Iris looked past his shoulder. She could smell the weed from the patio all the way to the front door. Her eyes then rested on Pete. Iris let out a sigh, for a second there having quite a difficult time trying to form the right sentence, that could express how she exactly felt in this very situation. “No, Pete. I really don’t want to be here right now.” she told him, finding it rather uncomfortable and sad to admit. “I’m sorry. I’ll take a cab.” she nodded her head slightly. “Call me when you.. can.” she uncomfortably bit down at her lower lip, before turning away from him and heading towards the door. On the way, Ryan stopped her, offering her a bottle of peach vodka. She waved him off, leaving the house. 

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petemacintosh:

Pete wanted to interject but she just kept talking. It wasn’t like he was in the right frame of mind to be saying anything anyway. Anytime she raised another point he completely forgot the counter argument he had prepared for the previous one. There was too much he wanted to say but too little time for him to process anything that was being said to memory. The last thing she said was the only thing he could remember, which was obviously not the most pressing point of her speech at all. “It’s a fucking game!” He blurted out quite abruptly. “I didn’t choose who the bottle landed on. It’s just some fun, Iris. I can’t believe you’re actually angry about it.” Pete felt angry. He just wanted to have some fun tonight, and hopefully forget everything about today, but of course he was never going to get that. 

She wanted to make a point, she hoped that something would get to him, but when she felt that she wasn’t succeeding, Iris decided it wasn’t worth it. She was tired. She was so tired of all of it. Obviously, he was drunk, again, because he wanted to have fun. And her being there seemed to clash with the whole concept. “Okay, never mind. Just –– just don’t think about it. Sorry I interrupted your fun, I’ll be going now.” Iris grabbed her bottle of club soda from the counter and fixed her jacket, before turning away from him. 

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petemacintosh:

Pete looked hurt by Iris’s rejection. He followed into the kitchen, pleading with her with his puppy-dog eyes. “Iris, hey, can you just look at me? What’s wrong?”

"Are you –– seriously asking me what’s wrong?” she couldn’t believe him. “What’s happening to you, Pete?” she gave him space to speak, then took it right away. “You showed up to the memorial, the one for your friends –– for your ex-girlfriend, Pete,” she reminded him. “and you were drunk and you reeked of alcohol, and the whole town was there. The whole community was there, Pete. You were supposed to prepare a speech, remember? But no, you didn’t, you decided to get drunk instead and then, in front of all these people, you vomited on the ground because you were drunk, because you had chosen to spend the whole night before the memorial, for your friends, drinking like a teenager.” she took a breath. “Do you know how disrespectful that was?” she studied his face for a split second. “And then, then you don’t come to the dance, the one you had promised you would go to, because you were hungover and sick and okay, okay that’s fine, if it weren’t for the fact you’re suddenly hosting an after party, for the dance that you didn’t go to. And I take a ride with Thad and Wallis, and I want to see if you’re okay, right? Right, and then when I come in, after having been ditched for a group of sweaty football boys by your friend, Frank, and guess what –– you’re there, on the floor, making out with some random people for the sake of it?” she shook her head, utterly and completely disappointed. “I’m so upset with you, Pete. I don’t even wanna look at you right now.” 

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petemacintosh:

Frank fell back into his place, looking pretty proud of himself as he sat their with a soppy grin on his face. Pete shook his heading, laughing to himself. What were the chances he’d get chosen twice? He thought to himself, funnily. The alcohol was completely messing with his judgement. He reached across wrapping a had around her, pulling her lips to his. He actually put effort to the kiss, moving his lips against her’s, unable to stop himself grinning though. He pulled away after a few seconds before spinning the bottle again. And watched as it landed on no one else but Penny. Pete sorta leaned forward as Penny copied his movement. He placed a hand on the back of her neck, bringing a her lips a few inches away from his own. “This cool?” He whispered, wanting to make sure this wasn’t over stepping the line of their friendship. “Whatever,” Penny shook her head, her wet hair falling from behind her ear. He used his free hand to tuck the stray hairs back behind her ear before kissing her. 

Iris was getting sort of provoked by this stupid game idea. However, it was making her more lowkey sad than extremely angry. She just kinda watched it all happen, her patience running out, all sorts of feelings bottling up inside of her. It was a game. But she was allowed not to like it. But also, again, it was a game. It was supposed to be for fun. She locked eyes with Noella, who gave her a quite blunt, but reassuring smile. 

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pennyxdriver:

Penny wrapped around Maggie for a split second instinctively before she was passed along to her cousin, who held her a little closer and little longer before letting her go. “Traffic,” she sighed, the lie felt unbelievably with Pete stumbling up behind them almost being carried. “You two run up and safe us some seats. We’ll be in soon,” She smiled solemnly at them both, before turning to help Rick with Pete. Pete couldn’t feel his own feet but eventually they were able to guide him into the hall. Which where everyone seemed to turn to look at them.

Iris sat between two complete strangers until she spotted the familiar faces. Among them was her beloved boyfriend, swaying to the sides and hiding his face behind a pair of sunglasses. Iris couldn’t quite explain how she felt at that very moment. Confusion was probably the first thing she felt, but then it was just kinda her hoping that Pete didn’t actually do anything stupid just before the memorial. She stood up, fixing her skirt and muttering apologies to get past the seated people. She headed towards the group, locking eyes with Rick before she even properly approached them. He gave her a smile, a sorta apologetic one, and then her eyes wandered to the two girls. “It’s good to see you.” she began. “Hey, Pete.” she decided to give him a chance to show that everything was under control, but when her words didn’t seem to get to him she just turned to the rest. “Uh, what’s going on?” 

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wallisfaist:

“I could have guessed as much,” he countered, too quick to realise his own judgement in his words. He stumbled for some sort of apology or excuse for a moment before giving up with a sigh. “I guess you won’t be coming back then?”

The statement didn’t surprise her. Iris very well realized that she was definitely not the punk music slash bar fights kinda girl, and that’s was noticeable. However, she did decide to let out a short laugh, as if to make her response sound less rude, which it really wasn’t supposed to be. Not in that way, at least. “I would prefer not to, yes.” 

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wallisfaist:

Wallis had the oddest feeling that he was being judged by this girl, which didn’t exactly make him feel good about himself but he decided not to act on it on anything. “Yeah, I’m sorry if we ruined your night or whatever,” he muttered, scratching the back of his head awkwardly. 

"Oh,” Iris shook her head, not really sure how to put into words that the night had already been a tad disastrous. “No, no, nothing of the sort.” she paused, offering a small smile. “I guess it just wasn’t my kind of ideal.. environment.” 

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wallisfaist:

“Don’t worry about that,” Wallis waved his hand absentmindedly. “We’ve gotten into less trouble for worse things. They’ll probably just ban us from playing for a week or two,” he laughed. 

Iris kinda made a face, but not really, cause she wasn’t really all into showing how unfamiliar with such events she was. “Well, I mean in the end that’s not too bad.” she agreed. 

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wallisfaist:

Wallis had to take a moment to recall which friend she was talking about, his memory of the night still a shaky mess. “Oh! Him!” He gasped, proud of himself for being able to remember. “He’s fine, from what I know anyway.”

Iris was quite surprised by how bad his state actually seemed to be that night. She couldn’t even imagine what it felt like. “That’s good.” she agreed, nodding her head slightly, as if to prove a point. “I, um.. I hope you guys didn’t get into any trouble?” she began. “Because of all the..shenanigans, that is.” 

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wallisfaist:

“I had my stomach pumped,” he explained with a bitter head nod. “I’m okay, still a little rough,” Wallis shrugged. “Sorry, I can’t remember much of the time I was just surprised that I recognised you. Didn’t mean to jump on you like that.”

Iris winced at his words, but then offered him a semi-sympathetic look. “It’s fine. I just didn’t expect you.” she paused. “I mean, not like that. Sorry. It was all a bit weird to me. The situation, that is. It’s good that you recovered. How is.. your friend?” a flashback of Pete’s stupid male friend starting a bar fight with one of the band members ran through her mind. 

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wallisfaist:

“Hey, I know you! You were at the bar the other night.”

"I was!” Iris confirmed the statement, at first quite surprised by the unexpected interaction. She eyed the boy up and down, clearing her throat and a tad uncomfortably biting down at her lower lip. “You vomited, yes?” the memory of it made her feel uneasy. “Are you, uh, alright now?” 

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petemacintosh:

Wallis tried to reason with the tough guys but with the alcohol he’d already consumed that night it really wasn’t going well. “And where’s this knife then, huh?” Wallis questioned, wide-eyed. Pete was directing Iris to the exit when chaos broke out, slowing them to a stop. Noella caught his eye, their eyes meeting before the scene in front of her drew his attention away. Frank. He was struggling with two big, buff, men as they kept his arms behind his back. “Iris, wait here…” He mumbled, before sprinting off with no explanation. As he approached he could hear the absurdities Frank was yelling clearer. “I didn’t anything fucking wrong! Let go of me, asshole!” At the point Frank managed to get an arm free and swung for one of the men, which only made them more angry as they slammed him into a wall beside Thaddeus. “Woah, woah, we don’t have to call the back!” Pete tried to reason as drew up beside Noella. “We can’t figure something out, can’t we?”

Suddenly there came in another guy, young bartender with a phone in his hand. He was waving it around and saying something about someone being on the way. Whatever it was about, it seemed pretty urgent. Iris didn’t follow his advice and followed Pete towards the crowd. The first thing she noticed was a boiling angry Frank, trying to fight some guy while being pressed to the wall by the exit, staining it with red. “What the hell?” Iris demanded, looking to Pete. “What?! Police?” she looked to the guard, then back to her boyfriend. “Pete, why are they calling the police?” she glared at Frank. Then again at the guard. “What happened here? Do we really have to call someone?” honestly, the last thing they all needed was Frank getting arrested for being stupid. “Frank, what did you do?”