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gabe-harrison:

the warmth of the sun shined on his face, a comfortable heat that kept him slumbering. he was aware of the beautiful woman next to him sitting up quickly before jumping out of bed, but he couldn’t bring himself to open his eyes or to follow her. after last night, and the week of the school, the sleep was welcomed. it wasn’t long before heather was back on the bed, shaking him awake as he sat up quickly, a look of worry on his face as he wrapped his arm around her waist to keep her from falling. The worry was gone immediately when he looked at her face, the beginning of her explanation causing him to groan and lay back down, letting her explain what she had found before he took the phone she offered, scrolling through a few pictures before nodding and handing it back. “well done, love. what are you going to be doing with such information? is she still talking to him?” gabe wasn’t going to intentionally encourage her to continue down this path of stalking, but he also knew heather well enough that there was no way of deterring her. he watched her excitement, a small smile forming on his lips as he sat up again and wrapped his arms around her waist, his fingers skimming the small of her back under his t-shirt. “you’re so sexy when you find people who don’t want to be found.” he chuckled as he pulled her to him and planted a kiss on her cheek. “how about i make some breakfast and coffee while you explain your plans?” his stomach grumbled in agreement, raising his eyebrows in hope that she would agree to it.

“well i.....” heather started saying on gabe’s lap, before realizing that she had no idea about this guy’s mom. just that all heather had to do was message her that she knew her son and boom, they were friends. “good question.” she said, looking back on her phone, hoping for a good idea. but with gabe kissing her cheek and rubbing her back she could hardly keep focus. “shut up.” she laughed, nuzzling her face in her neck, whispering “you’re my favorite person, you know?” just before he mentioned breakfast. a smile spread over her face, facing him again. “ no fair, now all i wanna do is stay in bed.” she raised her eyebrows before leaning in his face and kisisng his lips, long but memorable, just before pulling away. “but okay, let’s go see if you can make omlets as good as mine.” she giggled as she pulled herself out of bed.

#c: gabe #rp: hot mess

heather spent the late morning in gabe’s bed, as per their “strainuous activities” the night before. she was seeing this as some sort of a pattern on the weekends. though she did not mind one bit. yet it was all still very new to her. exploring her forever longing feelings for gabe. the entire dynamic of their relationship had changed. and yet she liked it. it was kind of like finally feeling in the right place. now she was awakened by an annoying tone in her phone. not a phone call or tex, but a notification. she pried her eyes open to see the phone buzzing on the bedside table. she looked over at gabe, who was still sound asleep and smiled to herself. she looked over at her phone and noticed a notification from her facebook. her face lit up as she sat up quickly, not to wake gabe.

she reached down on the floor to get a tshirt, which turned out to be gabes but she ignored it as she pulled it over her head. looking down at her phone, she walked out of her room to see if it was what she had been waiting for all week. she made a loud gasp when she realized it was exactly what she was looking for. “yes!” she squealed in delight as she couldn’t wait but to run back into the bedroom, jumping on the bed and waking a snoozing gabe. “hey wake up. gabe wake up!” she laughed as she shook his body awake. “so remember how i couldn’t find that patrick guy anywhere?” she said as she brought out her phone, scrolling through. “well he literally has zero social media, but i took his last name that haper told me, and went through all takenaka’s in new york, found his mom! look here’s a picture of them! she even friended me on facebook!” she said, putting the phone to his face. “this is literally perfect, i can get all i need from here.”

@gabe-harrison

#c: gabe #rp: hot mess

gabe-harrison:

gabe shook his head as heather took the milkshake, pulling in air quickly to ease the heat. “no, no i’m not gonna… ooh, yeah, okay, brain freeze.” he closed his eyes and rubbed his temples, glancing sideways at heather. “oh, I see, you prefer philosophers and famous people against philosophical frogs. poor kermit.” gabe shot her a smile as he leaned back in his seat, finally able to get rid of the brain freeze and looking at heather, his cheeky smile turning soft at her words. she couldn’t push it aside, and neither could he. he didn’t want too, unless, of course, she didn’t want them to happen. while he was scared of that, gabe wasn’t totally sure that was going to happen, her not wanting them. which he was grateful for. his eyes glanced at her hand rising up his leg, laughing as she noticed, his arm wrapping around her. “you make me excited, as well. and nervous, and scared, but what fun is life if you don’t experience all of those emotions?” at her question, he took a second, shrugging his shoulders slightly as he let his fingers twirl a lock of her hair. “I don’t know. I… i was nervous. I didn’t want to lose you, and i’ve seen you shut people out… I didn’t want that. I don’t want that. last night was just…” sighing, he leaned back from the table, trying to find his words. “i’ve loved you for a long time, you’ve been my best friend for years. i’ve gotten to know you and your family, I’ve got to see you through the good and the bad. and last night was… you had that argument with your sister, and i was able to bring you down from that. and instead of you letting it ruin your night, you had fun with me. you let loose and you… your smile was so bright, so energetic. i hate when you don’t smile, I hate not seeing you smile. because your smile lights up the room.” pulling her hand to his lips, he kissed it softly before looking into her eyes. “something my dad used to say to my mom… it’s cheesy.” he let her hand drop and took a deep breath, “you’re like the sun. you’re warm and bright, you’re smile is contagious. and everyone around you is a sunflower. without you, in my life, i don’t have much to warm me up. you’re my center, i know I can always turn to you.” he brushed some of her hair behind her hair, about to touch his lips to hers when the table jolted below him, about to turn and raise his voice when he noticed the red-head. “Harper?”

gabe’s words made her swoon. mostly because it’s almost exactly how she felt. truthfully, she had wanted gabe to kiss her for so long, but never knew if he even felt the same way. gabe was always the one to bring her down when she got too..well heather. last night fighting with harper was one of those moments. “you were the reason i was smiling gabe.” she sighed as he kissed her hands. her cheeks turned bright red as he quoted his dad, and all those sweet things, as if he was begging for hert to kiss him right there. she had half the mind to grab his face and kiss him deeply right there, if it wasn’t the sudden appearance of her sister, that made her snap out of it. “oh harper....” heather eyed her twin and the attractive man standing next to her. they seemed...not completely sober to say the least. harper made the introductions in a very harper way....by airing out their dirty laundry. specifically heather’s. “harper stop.” she sighed and rolled her eyes whens he made the comment about her and gabe. but then got very red in the face when she mentioned they had slept together and all their worries and such. “harper!” she shouted, but she didn’t seem to care as she introduced her new friend, patrick who she met in class. “well i apologize for my obnoxious sister, patrick.” she glared over at harper before grabbing gabe’s hand and standing up. “the fries are already paid for so enjoy. let’s go gabe.” she sighed before dragging gabe out of the diner extremely frustrated. “we can walk to my place.” she ushered him, as she made a walk toward where she lived, only a few short blocks away. “god she always has to do that, be totally obnoxious and just air out everything to some stranger we don’t even know. who the hell does she think she is?” suddenly her mind was cluttered with angry thoughts of her sister and the new stranger in her life. “and does she even know who this patrick guy is? he can be a total psycho for all she knows, or a total jerk off. god i should look into him.” she kind of put a mental note to do so. soon while walking, she realized that her mind was clouded with her family once again, that she almost completely forgot her and gabe quite literally confessed their undying love for each other, and were now holding hands. “ugh i’m doing it again, i’m sorry.” she made a sigh, trying to shake off the anger her sister brought upon. “gabe about us....” she started saying as she could see the front of her place approaching in the distance. “no matter what happens, just know that you are my best friend. and i never want that to change, okay? i love you, so much in this moment and....” she started saying when she stopped herself in front of her front door of her apartment. “thank you, for always being there for me. i know i can get a little crazy. and i don’t really know what i’d do without you.” she could feel her heart beating out of her chest once more and she did what she’s been wanting to do since she left last night. she got on her tip toes and landed her lips onto gabes, deepening the kiss as much as she could. she didn’t know if it was because she was slightly more sober than last night or because they both knew how they felt, but the kiss was so much more...intense...even passionate than last night. it was...fulfilling to say the least...and she wanted more. “hey...” she said breaking the kiss, leaning her forehead on his. “harper’s not gonna be home for a while. you want to...come up? maybe even crash here?” let’s be honest. heather and gabe were way past the “taking it slow” phase anyways/

#c: gabe #rp: hot mess

gabe-harrison:

heather leaned into him, her warm breath hitting his neck, her arms wrapped around him and it all just felt right. this was what they had. this is what they have, and this wasn’t something he was willing to give up. gabe didn’t want to let her pull back, but did so reluctantly, holding her hand tightly as his other hand went to her cheek, catching another tear. he couldn’t help but smile as she said those 3 stupid words back. 3 words that they had said to each other so many times before, but this time, it felt different. it sounded different. to him, it was different. he’d always love her as his friend, but the love he felt for her went way beyond that friendship they’d built. as she started going back into her rambling, gabe looked for the waitress, silently asking for another basket of fries before turning back to heather, giving her a small smile. “if life were easy, it wouldn’t be worth living. i think that’s the quote, but… well, whatever. i get your fear. trust me. i thought after last night i had lost you, and that terrified me. i’ll do whatever i can to keep you in my life. if that means…” he took a big breath in, hoping this wouldn’t be her solution. “if that means we don’t give… us a shot, then tthat is something i can accept and move forward with. if that is what keeps you in my life, i’m willing to do that.” smiling as heather reached for the empty fry basket and their waitress returned with fresh fries, he gave her a smile before putting them in the other basket and turned back. popping one in his mouth, he quickly regretted it as he sucked in air, attempting to cool the burn on his tongue. “ahh, areul. heir hot” he attempted to speak as he sucked down some of his milkshake, letting the ice cream sooth his tongue.

gabe somehow, always knew the right things to say. just easing her into the situation, and never breaking his word. even saying how he would be okay with just staying friends....a thought that never even crossed her mind. could they stay just friends? could they just pretend none of it happened....it might’ve been easier if it weren’t last night. if they didn’t go as far as they did. but they did. and she knew there was no turning back on that. they would always have that night, for just them. and she couldn’t turn back....and yet she didn’t want to. “gabe..” she started to say...but she she was quickly interrupted by gabe eating a fry way too fast. “oh my god! you’re gonna burn your tongue off!” she couldn’t help but laugh out loud, as she watched him suck his drink feverishly. “okay now you’re gonna get a brain freeze. slow down.” heather shook her head, taking the milkshake away. “kermit the frog by the way.” she laughed again, taking a sip of his milkshake. “you could’ve quoted anyone from plato, socrates, even shakespeare to sound philosphical...and yet you quoted kermit the frog.” classic gabe, and she wouldn’t have it any other way. “gabe, i could pretend none of this happened...but that’s not fair. to either of us. i keep replaying all of last night in my head..and i can’t just push that aside.” she said, as she timidly sliding her hand over his leg. “that’s gonna be between us. it’s never going away. and yeah, it scares me, but it scares me even more that i won’t have you at all.” it didn’t even occur to heather that her hand was placed on his knee, and moving dangerously high. “oh shit, sorry!” she burst into a fit of giggles, and leaned her head on his chest. “you make me so....excited. But scared.” she laughed, before looking into his eyes. she got that weird knot in her stomach, just like right before last nigt happened. “what made you wait so long to kiss me? you and i had best friends for forever, what made you....i don’t know. make a move? i know i can be pushy and agressive, but i always figured if one of us would do it, it would be me.”

#c: gabe #rp: hot mess

gabe-harrison:

the silence was… awkward, to say the least. which didn’t happen often with them, but as soon as he was about to say something, heather got to it first. and asked if he meant it. he did mean it, but it wasn’t the way he had wanted to tell her, which sucked. “of course, heather. i would never lie to you, not about this.” and he was worried that she was going to shut down again… but, she didn’t. she smiled. and then she didn’t stop. gabe let her go on, work through what she was feeling. when she got like this, it was the best. he listened, though. he listened to everything she said. she was scared, and just as she said that, the waitress came back. nodding to her, gabe stood up and walked to heather’s bench and sat next to her, pulling his milkshake in front of him and taking a sip. leaning back, he let his arm drape across heather’s shoulders, giving her enough room to lean into him or to pull away. “heather, you are fun. you don’t have to be reckless like casey and harper, or all in immediately like callie. you don’t have to hide all of your feelings like tyler. you are your own person, and that’s why i… that’s why i love you, heather.” he turned his body so he was facing her, his hand reaching for hers. “you’re not crazy. i’ve stuck around this long, haven’t I? Why would i leave when I’ve seen you at your lowest? Why would I leave when you follow me to a dance club to spy on my poor excuse of a date when you and i have done that to ryan and callie, to river or theo and their dates, with harper’s dates and casey’s… I’ve been by your side through it all, and I plan on being here. through the good and the bad, through thick and thin. my feelings have always been the same, I’ve always felt something for you and, after all of this…” he looked into his lap before looking back at her, “after all of this, it’s just reassured me that they’re real. my love for you is real.” squeezing her hand, he wrapped his arms around her and brought her into a hug. “I love you, heather.”

Heather could feel herself nervous eating again, as she just ate one fry after the other as gabe talked. just everything she wanted to hear. that he was willing to work through everything, that they’ve already been through everything together, and he was right. he’s seen all her crazy, knows about everything. and he was still here. even pulling her in for a hug saying how much he loved her. “oh gabe...” she managed to say back as she leaned into the hug, burying her head into his neck. and it felt like home....not like all the other hugs she’s given...but not that nervous gutteral feeling she felt when she worried she would mess everything up. everything felt...just right. she let go of the hug, squeezing his hand and wiping away a tear she felt fall. “i love you too....” she said, looking down, making a big sigh. “i don’t know what to do next.” she admitted, taking another drink of her milkshake. “i really don’t know. i usually have all the answers, and i odn’t want us to get weird about any of this or what to do if....ugh if it doesn’t work out gabe. i can’t just not have you in my life. and i feel like i’m going crazy that i can’t say the right thing here. all i can say is that i love you and that i’m scared to break that barrier with you cause once we do we can’t go back....i mean we already broke it last night i guess but....ugh why can’t it jsut be easy?” she sighed, realizing that she was rambling.....reaching for another fry, though then she realized she ran out of fries already.

#c: gabe #rp: hot mess

gabe-harrison:

the walk was mostly gabe spilling his secrets and telling her everything she probably didn’t want to hear. gabe wasn’t sure if she was just scared to open up; he knew her past relationships hadn’t been… the best. they had similar pasts when it came to relationships, except gabe was willing to put in the work with heather. he wasn’t going to let some difference between them ruin their entire friendship, because at the end of the day, she was the best thing gabe had. heather started to open up, but he was worried his look of excitement of her opening up made her realize what she was doing, and the rest of the walk to the diner was done in silence. he followed her in and to their booth, setting his card on the table for the waitress, “get whatever you want, heather. it’s on me tonight. for… dragging you out here.” he gave her a soft smile as he decided on getting a milkshake as well, deciding with his classic strawberry milkshake and fries with ranch. when the waitress, and older woman that always commented on how cute they looked or what beautiful babies they would make. “hi aggie. i’ll just have the fries with ranch and a strawberry milkshake, then whatever heather is wanting.” he pushed his card towards her and aggie took it, not saying much this time around. she must’ve felt the tension between them, too. she left the two and gabe contemplated saying something, but wasn’t sure what to say at this point. he’d said what he needed to say, and heather didn’t have much to say to that. “so…” his voice was low, knowing she was just trying to go back to normal, and he wished he could too. maybe in the morning.

heather felt bad, to say the least. not only did his date make out with some other guy, but heather literally took him away and almost ruined it. and now he was paying for fries. “you don’t have to.” heather said lowly, before the same waitress that always pushed a relationship with them came to take their order. and maybe...that was a sign. “uhh....same, but a chocolate milkshake.” she said a bit flustered before the waitress walked out. and as they sat in a small silence...her head was still buzzing from the few shots of tequila. and maybe that was the way to go, if she was sober she would think too much about it. but then again, that’s how they ended up in this situation in the first place. but she knew she might never see gabe again if she just let it be...”i’m sorry gabe.” she finally manage to say, breaking the awkwardness, and the tension. “this is all my fault. if i wasn’t so anal and in my head.....i just...” she made a big sigh and looked up at him. “did you mean what you said earlier? do you really love me?” she asked, and once it was confirmed, her could feel her heart leap out of her chest, and feel all warm and fuzzy. as she had always wanted those words from someone who meant it.....but again...it scared her. “wow...” she said as she turned away and wiped a tear. she covered her mouth slightly, before letting out a laugh of joy. “i’ve always wanted to hear you say that.” she sighed with a smile, looking over at him. “i never thought you’d feel the same way. i just...” she couldn’t help but put her face in her hands and run her fingers through her head, her overthinking getting to her once again. “ugh what’s wrong with me?” she let out a frustrated sound, before putting her hand on her chin. “i’ve literally loved you for so long, but then i get all freaked out about last night because i wasn’t even thinking about what would happen the next morning. and after you kissed me i just...all i wanted to do was be with you, i didn’t let myself. cause i knew i would get all in my head about it and chicken out and all i wanted was you. but then i woke up and i freaked myself out so i left while you were sleeping, but then all this happened right now and i just i don’t know why i’m like this. because the fact is if i wasn’t drinking last night i wouldn’t have had the courage of kissing you and if i wasn’t drinking tonight i wouldn’t have said anything and i just hate that im not fun or reckless and just want to be myself but by being myself about thinking back of how every other guy who said they liked me it ended because i’m the uptight anal crazy one and i can’t lose you like i lost them, i just can’t but im so scared that-” eventually she could tell she started rambling, because their fries and milkshakes still arrived, she didn’t even realize how much she had been saying. but she gave the waitress a friendly nod, before taking her milkshake a sip, trying to shut herself up.

#c: gabe #rp: hot mess

gabe-harrison:

“i appreciate the effort” he motioned towards the hat that was now sitting on the wooden bar top. it was nice to sit in a sort of silence with her, but he also hated how awkward he felt. did he go on this date to make her jealous? probably, yes. but he also just wanted to feel…wanted. heather started to get annoy with him, and he looked at her before a short chuckle escaped and he downed the rest of the drink. “what, heather? i want? make you jealous? make you realize that I’ve been in love with you almost the entire time I’ve known you?” he shook his head, about to turn towards the awes of the dance floor before heather suddenly got… sexy? confident? his attention turned to her as he listened, a small smile on his lips as he raised an eyebrow towards her, “trying to distract me?” his eyes fell to summer, who was now very close to the dancer as he listened to heather. “sure, french fries.” he waved to the bartender for another shot, paid his tab and stood up, grabbing heather’s hat and bowing as he handed it to her, “your crown, m’lady.” gabe winked as he let his hand rest on the small of her back, leading her towards the door, the cool air refreshing on his face as the noise was canceled by the front door. looking around, gabe got himself redirected before walking towards the closest diner, which also happened to be their favorite. “i wanted to feel wanted, heather. if it made you jealous, cool, but she made me believe she actually wanted to hang out with me, that she wanted to give me the time of day and treat me like more than friends.” he put his hands in his pocket and looked at the ground. “sure, pity party. but sometimes it’s nice to just feel wanted. and it’s hard to feel wanted when the girl you love doesn’t see you as anything more than a friend.”

he said it. there he said it. he loved her. something in her mind, heather had always known. and reciprocated. and you think it would be easier with gabe...to open up her feelings. but she couldn’t bring herself to say anything back. of course, gabe would be the one to see she was just trying to distract him from what was happening. “i don’t know, is it working?” she half laughed, before he agreed to the french fries. but not without one more shot....heather swore anymore and she would be in a state she was last night. but maybe for once it was a good thing. she smiled, as she took the shot with gabe, and couldn’t help but laugh at the hat presented. “long live the queen.” she giggled as she walked out of the noisy nightclub with gabe. and luckily, the diner with the best fries was just around the corner. and for just one second...it was as if things hadn’t changed. they were the same as they always were...and yet she wondered if she even wanted to keep it that way. but as they walked along the way...gabe opened up again. and heather agreed. she knew what that felt like. all the romance novels, and everytime she would set someone up, it’s cause they wanted to be wanted. everytime she was in a relationship, she opened up, it’s because she wanted to be wanted. but those never turned out great....maybe that was why she couldn’t open up to gabe...cause everytime she had, it ended badly. and then he said that word that made her cheeks flush and heart flutter all over again. love. he loved her. “gabe...i get it...” she started to say, but suddenly, all those bad memories of past loves. one sided relationships she was caught in the middle of. words she had heard and said to others. her old fairytale romances gone up in flames....she didn’t want to lose gabe like that she wouldn’t let herself lose him like that. and she’s glad she didn’t let her buzzing state make her a fool again. and before she knew it, they were at the diner. “oh look, we’re here!” she said, trying to redirect once again, before grabbing gabe’s hand and walking into the diner, and sliding into their regular booth. “i’m kind of in the mood for a shake too...” she started saying...eyes on the menu in front of her...trying to make things normal even for just one minute...

#c: gabe

gabe-harrison:

she responded back rather quickly, which didn’t surprise gabe at all. she usually had her phone on her hip 24/7. as he down the second shot that was sat in front of him, he read her text, slightly confused by it. she wishes she weren’t right? she didn’t even know what he was talking about. or he was just trying to find an excuse to not think about the crowd going insane behind him. when he did look though, he felt sick to his stomach. they were all but grinding on the dance floor, and he was sure it would be considered grinding by the professional dance world’s standards. then he heard it. her. which also made him sick to his stomach. looking over at the voice, he saw a concealed heather, her red hair standing out against the black clothes she was wearing. now she was seeing just how embarrassed he was. nodding to the bartender, he ordered 2 more shots, seeing her margarita and knowing the tequila would be fine. when he got them, gabe walked over and sat down next to her and set the shot down. “so how much gloating are you gonna do this time? we got the ‘i was right’ out of the way, so maybe we can skip over that?” he raised an eyebrow before taking his shot and setting it down, keeping his eyes on the wooden bar top. “ya know, I think people were actually laughing at me. after the day I’ve had, i think I’m just gonna stick to my room from now on. i can design all the shelters I want from there.” pity party? yes, for sure. he’d been rejected twice in one day, though. that did some damage.

heather continued to look on with the blonde girl and jackson dancing, and she started to wonder, no wonder why gabe liked this girl enough to accept her invite. she was sexy, blonde, and can move like nobody’s business. a strange wave of envy washed over her, as she continued to watch her dance...before she heard a dangerously familiar voice come up to her. and there he was, gabriel harrison, the boy who’s heart she broke, and her best friend. “uhhh, hi.” was all heather could muster up as she took off the black cap and sat back in the stool, as he handed her a shot. to say she was embarassed that she was caught was very looked over. not once had she ever been caught face to face when she stalked her friends and family on their dates...of course gabe would be the first and only to do so. and of course gabe looked like he had been drinking, of course so was heather, and gabe started to feel sorry for himself about all that happened to him. sure he had ever right to, with what heather put him through, and that girl completely using him. but again...heather couldn’t help but wonder if he had the same intentions. and that heather wanted to come out more. “really gabe?” she stood there, arms crossed and tapping her foot. “you’re gonna sit here, pouting, and tell me you didn’t accept that girl’s invitation just to make me-” she stopped herself mid sentence...she didn’t want to bring up that can of worms right now. she took a quick look at the dance floor, only to see that she was now making out with jackson. and one thing’s for sure, heather knew gabe didn’t need another thing to pout about. “hey.” she said, taking the tequila shot he had given her, for confidence and leaning into his ear so he could listen better. “let’s get out of here, ya? you wanna go talk? we can...get french fries.” both of them were buzzed at this point. but now she hoped she wouldn’t give into her wants as easily.

#c: gabe

gabe-harrison:

gabe chuckled to himself but he felt defeated. she didn’t even know his name. he felt… discouraged. a blow to the ego, whatever. it took everything in him to not call heather, or at least text her to let her know she was right. despite her always setting others up, she always said she didn’t know anyone who would be good enough. but in actuality, he was pretty sure he was a lost cause, and that’s why she couldn’t find anyone. maybe he was destined to be alone forever. “alright, now you’re starting to sound like her.” he whispered to himself, taking a deep breath before he turned to some cheers and oohs, seeing summer already dancing with that guy he always saw her with. of course. he was a diversion, he was used to make him jealous or something. he was used. “just one more” he turned to the bartender, who was now very suddenly not busy. he got the shot, downed it and paid for it, before he pulled out his phone and texted heather 3 words she would love. “you were right.”

this club was definitely not heather’s scene. sure, clubs where people dance and drink aren’t exactly one in a million, but these dance battles and the way people moved, she could never even attempt. so she sat longingly at the bar and picked at the bar nuts that were available and drank her margartita. she looked over at gabe, still hiding herself under the cap and in the crowd, when she saw him looking at the roaring crowd. puzzled, heather looked over, only to see gabe’s date dancing with jackson, a really smart guy in her statistics class. “oh no....” she groaned, feeling so bad for gabe. since she was using him. but then she thought....was gabe using her too? to get his mind off of heather? maybe she was just vain but the thought brushed over her mind for sure. it wasn’t soon after where she recieved a text from gabe, saying she was right. normally heather would be smug with pride, since she was always right. but in this situation, with gabe being used by summer and basically ignored by...well herself...she couldn’t help but ache for him, knowing she was in the wrong. sometimes, i wish i wasn’t. she texted back, still hoping to keep him out of her eyeline. but her attention went to another place as she saw summer and jackson dancing together. “wow i wish i can move like that.” she said to herself, as she made herself taller on the chair to get a better look.

#c: gabe

gabe-harrison:

gabe was embarrassed, and his mind was elsewhere. summer was beautiful, sexy, something he was sure every guy would wish he could have. but not gabe. especially after the amount of times he’d already stepped on her nice shoes. “i can dance, just not… this kind.” he used to know the waltz, stupid dances that no one did anymore. he watched as she turned, his eyes following her gaze to some other guy before he looked back to her, knowing this kind of dancing. he felt his phone buzz in his back pocket, his hands moving away and reaching into his pocket. “i’m gonna go get a drink, I’ll be right back.” he leaned into her ear, pulling himself away before he heads towards the bar, feeling the heat of all of the bodies disappear as he exited the dance floor. looking at his phone, he sighed, staring at the junk mail before putting it back in his pocket. “just a shot of vodka, please.” he just needed to loosen up. that was all.

so maybe heather definitely went too far. but it wasn’t too hard, it’s not her fault her and gabe share their locations in case of emergencies. she walked into the club, place booming and you couldn’t even hear anything. the lights flashed in her eyes, as she walked in with her sunglasses and black hat, trying to blend in, though she felt so out of place. and worst of all, she was certain she wouldn’t find gabe anywhere. she sighed as she made her way to the bar, at least she could get a drink while she was here....but not too many after last time. “margarita please.” she shouted at the bartender, as she sat at one of the only empty stools available. yet just maybe, four or five people down, she looked over, and there was gabe. tall, handsome, and bruding over his phone as ever. “holy shit.” she said, before turning her back from here. this was the first time heather went on one of her stalking adventures....and just had no idea what to do.