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bakerxh:

Hannah wiped her eyes with the back of her hand and gave him a soft smile. “You really were just clueless, huh?” She asked him, not meaning it in a rude way. She just always assumed Clay didn’t like her or that he agreed with everyone else and that she just was a piece of ass or something to look at, at least that is how she felt on most occasions. When he offered his arm, she hesitated for a moment before going to hug him. “You are probably the only one who didn’t let me down, Clay. I just didn’t mean to hurt you…You were the last person I’d want to hurt.”

“Such an idiot.” He agreed, letting out a weak laugh. Jeff had told him he was stupid more than once where Hannah was involved, hell even Kat did, before and after she had moved. Clay had always been bad with girls, but Hannah made it worse. Every chance he’d had, he managed to blow, thinking he had no chance. Dumbass. “Everything you said about me was true, Hannah.” Clay admitted, heavily and with a sigh, wrapping his arms around her after his own hesitation. It still didn’t seem real, that she was here. “I’m not-- I’m not mad. Not at you. The fact you’re even here...I’m honestly half expecting to have it be some cruel dream I’m going to wake up from.”

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fmljessicadavis:

“Aren’t we all like some mental patient at this point?” Jessica asked, folding her arms. She didn’t dislike Clay, in fact she was glad that he’d finally expossed the truth about what happend to her but he was still the one who managed to blow everything apart as soon as he got the tapes. “A change, yeah that sounds familiar. It all gets rather suffocating after a while.”

“Yeah, fair enough.” Clay sighed, running a hand over the back of his neck. He hated thinking about it, any of it. Mr. Porter had the tapes, and Tony had the confession, too. Whatever happened next wasn’t in his control anymore, especially now he wasn’t there. “Listen, Jessica, I won’t-- if you want a fresh start, I’ll try to stay out of you way. Not be such a reminder, if that’s what you need.” 

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another meme that i won’t finish: thirteen relationships — clay jensen and hannah baker

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bakerxh:

Hannah couldn’t look Clay in his eyes, at least not completely. She had always regretted knowing she’d hurt him with those tapes. Granted, she regretted making them completely now because she didn’t want anyone to go mad over them, mainly just face their mistakes and see that their reactions can cause a person to think very darkly. “I am sure I didn’t really make you want to stay.” He admitted softly. She wasn’t sure what to say but seeing Clay again, the girl just broke into tears. Remembering what Jessica mentioned, that she drove kids to want to kill themselves as well, that wasn’t her intentions at all. "I’m really sorry, Clay.”Afraid that Clay was really one of those kids. 

“No, that’s -- that’s not true, I wanted to stay.” Don’t be an idiot. He was always messing up with Hannah, waiting, waiting until he thought it was too late. And here she was apologizing to him as if it hadn’t been his choice. Sure, the tapes had fucked him up, but maybe he had deserved it; he had walked away. Now here they were, Clay knowing he was going to put his foot in his mouth again but if she was real, he had to try. “I thought you wanted me to go. I thought-- I don’t know what I thought. I was an idiot." Seeing her crying, the instinct to comfort her like he failed to took over, his arm twitching out for her before realizing maybe she didn’t want him to. “I- I loved you. And I should have told you, but I was a fucking coward. But I should have, I let you down and I’m sorry.” 

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bitemc:

“Ah, I see. I mean I haven’t met anyone who has or not one that has caught my attention but I’ve been told it’s common around here. ”

“Randomly appearing in New York is common?” He wanted to make a joke, a lame movie reference, but suddenly his mind was blank. “Huh. I mean, I guess it happens-- that didn’t happen to you though, I guess?”

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bitemc:

“Let me take a guess here, you’re one of the people that just randomly show up here?”

“That’s a thing that’s been happening? No, I came on my own, I just don’t have many worldly possessions. The joys of being seventeen, I guess.”

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hctornot:

“Clay. You too?” Alex noted dryly, more and more believing that Jessica potentially has been RIGHT with everyone starting to show up here. Who would be next? When they’re finally out of people Alex actually doesn’t mind TOO MUCH seeing again? 

“Yeah, me too.” Clay sighed, voice dryer than usual-- but it always was,  anymore. Seeing Hannah had pretty much drained any shock factor he’d  had left after the tapes, and as it was he didn’t sleep. Insomnia was laying it on thick. “What are you doing here?” It was more blunt than he’d have liked, but the caffeine had worn off any chance of more.

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bitemc:

“Having a bit of bad luck lately? Then hopefully you’ve moved all the valuables in already. You know just in case. You wouldn’t want to break something important to you.”

“You could say that. Thankfully, I’m pretty sure nothing broke, although if I’m being honest I don’t have much to begin with right now.”

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bakerxh:

“I can tell your mind is going ninety to nothing right about now, so I’ll answer one question for you I am sure you are wondering. Yes, it truly is me. You aren’t going crazy.” Hannah knew a lot of people weren’t too happy with her about the taps, but she only told the truth, so how can they hate her? “I guess it’s a miracle by God or whatever strange force you want to believe in.”

“You’re alive.” Clay repeated, in part for himself, and also because he couldn’t think of anything else to say. “Shit, Hannah, I--” He what? There were too many thoughts, confusion, relief, anger. He didn’t want to be mad at her, he didn’t. He’d been angry at too much for too long. “-- I’m sorry. I should have stayed, and I didn’t, and I’m so fucking sorry.”

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fmljessicadavis:

“Try not to sound too happy to see me Clay. You’re here, I’m here, Alex is here, by some miracle Hannah’s even here. It’s almost like old times. All we need are the others and we’ve got a party. Actually, maybe not a party. Those never went well did they?” Jessica rambled, sarcasm dripping from her voice. “I’m here for a fresh start, and to avoid seeing certain people every day for the rest of my life. What are you doing here?”

“No, I didn’t-- I didn’t mean it like that.” Clay added quickly, shaking his head. It happened every time he grew nervous, even around people he liked, most days. “I’m, uh -- I’m starting over, too. Taking classes to get my GED, hopefully succeeding. My parents never really stopped looking at me like some mental  patient, which I guess is fair all things considered--” He clamped his jaw shut, realizing he was rambling yet again. “I just, I needed a change.”

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bitemc:

“I wouldn’t really say that out loud if I were you.” Rosalie mused with a small hint of a smile. Not meaning to or maybe she meant to pry into the other’s business. “You just might end up jinxing it.”

“You might be onto something that that. With the way my luck’s been going, I’m just lucky I didn’t break something moving in.” Clay admitted, his voice having the same joking tone it usually did, even if he wasn’t entirely kidding. 

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bakerxh:

“The apartment is nice.” Hannah commented, giving the man a soft smile. “Damn, Helmet. Didn’t know I’d see you here too.”

“ -- H-Hannah?” There was no way. No fucking way.  “No, no, I’m not seeing you again, that stopped after--” After the tapes. Except it hadn’t, she was always there, and now he was talking to himself in the open, just like before. “H-How are you -- this isn’t possible.” Maybe he really had lost it. 

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fmljessicadavis:

“I didn’t think it would be terrible here either, and then I started seeing everybody from home and now the place seems slightly more shit than previously expected.” Jessica said rolling her eyes, after seeing Alex and Hannah, Clary didn’t surprise her. It wouldn’t surprise her if everybody else from the tapes started showing up.

“Jessica?” He didn’t mean to sound surprised, but the tone of his voice betrayed him. The odds of seeing anyone from home when he left - or ran away, if his mother had put it before he packed up - well, they weren’t high. “Are you--” okay? No, probably not, and it would sound just as stupid as it felt. Not that his next question was any better. “What are you doing here?”

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“Well, it’s not terrible here.” Clary sighed to himself. Not that it would take much. But he didn’t want to think about home, or what had driven him away. He was just grateful to have gotten his boxes into the apartment without looking too much like an idiot.