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@juliet; i'd be famous for being pretty.

[julietbasanov-blog]

hit me baby one more time | juliet & noah

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His dark eyes acted as a disguise of sorts, his emotions were unreadable, his eyes never darkened nor lightened. People only saw what they let him, but he saw everything he wanted, and more. Along with the natural inclination, Noah had been taught by his father to be perceptive. The slightest sign of discomfort, unease, or even fear— any little thing given away— it was all as blatant as if the person had said it first hand to Noah. So when the girl refused eye contact, he had a clear idea about what was going through her mind. As the words left her lips, Noah shrugged in retorting manner, folding his arms across his chest and letting his eyes slip close. “Fine, if that’s what you want to do then I’m not going to stop you.” He cracked any eye a few moments after speaking, noticing the redness surrounding Juliet’s cheek as his eyes followed her movements. But he chose not to say anything about it, knowing that he’d feel more ashamed of his little episode a few minutes ago.

[julietbasanov-blog]

Juliet had never been very good at playing hard to get. She liked the idea of being wanted too much to risk it for a lack of attention given to the other individual. Needless to say, despite the predicament she found herself in with Noah, his words bothered her. They upset her and she wanted him to want her to stay. She winced as she smoothed down the material of shorts against her skin, pressing her lips together with her gaze still trained on the ground. She took a deep breath, managing to lift her gaze a few inches for a beat, her gaze not quite locking with his. Despite her wanting him to want her to stay, she was unsure of whether she herself wanted to stay. She swallowed hard, feeling the tears burn her eyes. "Maybe you should start caring more." Juliet found herself suggesting, though uneasily and quietly, terrified of his response as her eyes flickering towards the wall uncertainly as the words moved from her mouth. After a pause, she made her way into his bathroom, shutting the door behind her and discarding the shorts, promptly slipping the jeans over her legs and shutting her eyes to block out the tears that threatened to spill.

[julietbasanov-blog]

hit me baby one more time | juliet & noah

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Noah’s blood was rushing through his veins, his heart pounding against his chest. Sure, the anger that he had in him was causing it but it was also more or less of the fact that the girl had actually hit him. His mind was numb, he was numb, but at the same time, he wasn’t. His thoughts were running to the point of numbness, but he had yet to find oblivion, a peace. His anger fueled the conflagration, drove his thoughts to the destructive mess, and in turn, his lack of clarity made him angry. It was a never ending storm and Noah was helpless to stop it. He knew he was hurting Juliet, the poor girl who wanted nothing but to cuddle with her boyfriend. Dark eyes disappeared as Noah screwed his eyelids shut, forcing his mind to concentrate on the little footsteps that reverberated through the otherwise silent hallway. Taking in a deep breath, he flicked his eyes back open and followed the brunette over towards his room, a wave of guilt whacking him hard with every step. “Juliet…” He said quietly as he reached over for her hand, his fingertips scraping over her arm as he did so.

[julietbasanov-blog]

She was almost certain that she was going to faint. The burn in her cheek, the burn that still persisted, though not as harshly as before, a prominent reminder of why exactly she was trembling as she clothed herself swiftly. The hum of footsteps trailing into his room caused her limbs to freeze in the process of buttoning her blouse, albeit with unsteady fingers. His voice broke the silence and, though it didn't sound nearly as fueled by anger as it had moments prior, she still jerked away from his touch. Her anger had ebbed away, set aside for the cautiousness of her movements as she pushed a tuft of hair behind her ear, her gaze trained on the floor as she plucked her jeans from the ground. She couldn't meet his gaze. "I'm leaving." She announced her defeat, ducking away from him with her jeans in hand. "Don't--" she swallowed the knot that had formed in her throat. The words were left hanging in her throat, forced down by her swallow. Don't touch me. She shook her head. "Sorry." She muttered half-heartedly, a shrug accompanying her words.

[julietbasanov-blog]

hit me baby one more time | juliet & noah

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Managing to stay somewhat calm in situations was something than Noah took pride in, it gave him an advantage. It was, however, not easy. Being around Juliet when he wasn’t in the right state of mind was not easy, keeping calm around Juliet was not easy, listening to Juliet openly defy him was. Not. Easy. Noah’s anger, when fully provoked, was unparalleled. Even not at his worst, all rational thought went out the window— the only thought registering within his tumultuous storm of emotions was destruction. Full and utter destruction. Inflicting pain gave him a sense of power, hurting those who were beneath him was natural— it was right. Hurting those who believed they were his equal, or worse, or better.. hurting them, it was exhilarating, it was a drug. Although fortunately for Juliet, no matter how many bad thoughts Noah had about Juliet, there was still a million good ones that pushed against the hatred boiling up inside of him. “N-No. I’m not going to hurt you.” He said quietly, his voice cracking as he spoke.

[julietbasanov-blog]

The, to some extent, calm composure that Noah managed to maintain, despite Juliet's bitter words, only managed to madden her further. The tears sprang back into her eyes, and not from the pain that came from his slap, or from the fact that he'd lay a hand on her at all, but from her own anger. She was trembling now, she was sure of it, her face flushed a dark pink in humilation and outrage. "Fine." She hissed, turning on her heel. She felt almost light-headed with rage, the blood rising to her skin and turning it red. She blinked back the tears that collected in her eyes, pausing in an attempt to gather her thoughts, before spinning back around, taking another step towards him and shoving him violently. In the grand scheme of things, her attempt went in vain as her hand made contact with his face with as much force as she could muster, and before he could repay her with another blow, she scurried towards his bedroom and yanked her clothes off, quickly re-dressing herself from her previous attire of shorts and a vest, heart pounding in her chest and breath caught in her throat, shaking from having hit him.

[julietbasanov-blog]

hit me baby one more time | juliet & noah

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If he were calmer, he would’ve taken a moment relish in the control their current position constituted him. Juliet’s reaction to his words weren’t unexpected, but an impatient Noah wasn’t an indulgent one. He only had one thing on his mind— making the girl in front of him admit defeat by leaving. Instead of calculating, Noah was impulsive. Instead of considerate, he was greedy. If Noah were any other person, he may’ve even found some semblance of decency in his heart to pity the girl, but Noah was Noah, and what he wanted, he got without any consideration of the repercussions. His sharp glare intensified as the girl shoved him back and he was unable to contain the growl that escaped him, his temper skyrocketing as Juliet disobeyed his command yet again. “Are you trying to get yourself hurt? ” He spoke much more firmly, taking a submissive step back, almost as if he didn’t want to hurt her.

[julietbasanov-blog]

Any of Juliet's attempts at holding back from flinching were futile. Really, she was lost as to why exactly she was insisting on a fight that, deep down, she knew she was going to lose. Perhaps it had something to do with the humiliation of being hit by her own boyfriend after insisting on a cuddle from him -- now, she insisting on something else, despite the fact that whether or not it was intentional was unclear to her. She bit her lip until the taste of blood slipped into her mouth. Was she trying to get herself hurt? No. But she wasn't sure that she could help it. The urge to make him hit her again overwhelmed her; to... prove a point? No, she was being fucking stupid, that was it. Stupid and reckless. "I might be." Her retort was honest as she unlatched her teeth from her bottom lip. "Why? Is it working? Are you going to hurt me?" The words were blurted out too quickly for her to even register the fact that she had said them.

[julietbasanov-blog]

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Noah’s dark eyes danced with amusement as the anger in the female’s voice matched the tremble of his hands. A sharp, mocking laugh reverberated through the room before he shook his head for a moment, all traces of amusement leaving his face as his harsh gaze centered on the somewhat defenceless girl. “You know,” he started casually, as if he’d been talking about the morning’s weather. “This whole not listening thing you do,” he nodded once, “It’s got to stop.” Taking a step over towards Juliet to close the cap between the two, Noah leaned forward, his face mere inches from Juliet’s as he spoke. “Leave.”

[julietbasanov-blog]

Her breath stuttered in her throat as he moved forward, closing the space between them. After a moment, she managed to swallow down the knot that had built in her throat. And although she was quavering underneath his gaze, her stubbornness outweighed her fright, no matter how big the fear was. She jutted out her chin, the ache fashioned into her cheek not faltering for even a moment -- she was almost sure that there would be a bruise imprinted into her skin tomorrow, or at least a mark. She stood her ground, her glare nearly matching his, though hers made out of fear. "No." She spat out, stretching out her arms ever so slightly and shoving him as hard as she could.

[julietbasanov-blog]

hit me baby one more time | juliet & noah

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It was like a game of tug of war between the two, but instead of letting go, Juliet was trying to pull back and that didn’t sit well with Noah at all. He looked away from the girl, trying to compose himself from exploding completely, staying silent for a few moments. The silence didn’t last long, however, as seconds later Noah quickly lashed out, the back of his left hand— his dominant hand— making contact with the side of Juliet’s face roughly. The pain in Noah’s hand didn’t even register as he leered at the girl, his voice conveying his anger. “If I have to say leave one more fucking time…” He practically roared, though his voice kept a normal volume. The threat was left unfinished, but he accentuated his words by pushing his sleeves back up from where they had fallen. He regarded Juliet with cold, unfeeling eyes as he let his works sink in, his jaw locked and his fists clenched.

[julietbasanov-blog]

Smack. For a moment, the blow did not quite register to Juliet, despite the abrupt ringing in her head and the dizziness that sent her stumbling backwards. It took her a moment to steady herself, the impact of his hand across her face catching her off guard. She'd never been hit in her life; nor had she suspected that she ever would be. But her cheek was throbbing painfully and by the movements Noah made, it was evident that she had been hit. Her heartbeat quickened and it took her another moment to steady her breathing and lift her gaze to his. She was starting to tremble out of fear, but held back from the tears that burned her eyes, blinking them away and glaring up at him, clenching her fists so hard that she felt her nails digging into the palm of her hands. She swallowed the unease and scowled up at him. "Do it, then, you stupid fucker." Her anger built until she couldn't take it anymore, blurting out the words out of rage. "Take your fucking anger out on me. Do it!"

[julietbasanov-blog]

hit me baby one more time | juliet & noah

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“I’m not angry.” The boy spat out fiercely, throwing his head back against the wall. “I’m tired and all I want to do is sleep. And you’re preventing me from resting and I don’t like it!” Noah yelled with a frown. “You could have spent time with me whilst sleeping, girlfriends do that.” He muttered under this breath as he pushed himself off the wall. “If you’re not planning on sleeping then can you just leave?” Noah asked rather rudely, pointing in the direction of the front door. He knew the way he was acting wasn’t right, but right now he didn’t care one bit. The alcohol had control of his body, and when this happened things didn’t end very well.

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Cursing was not Juliet's second nature; she didn't have the tendency to swear unless thoroughly pissed off. The words would be blurted out in a fit of anger, and that was exactly what happened as Noah yelled at her. "Yes, you are! You're fucking angry, and I don't understand why, because I didn't do anything!" Her voice broke out into a shriek with the last words to depart from her lips, and it took her a moment to steady her breathing, unfolding her arms in a brusque fashion. "I didn't fucking--" she shook her head, a furrow building between her eyebrows. "You're so stupid! You're so fucking stupid!" The words were bellowed in a flurry of anger, the frown that had formed deepening. She was at a loss as to what to say, blurting out anything that came to mind.

[selenamg]

[julietbasanov-blog]

"Someone ate my Oreo ice cream. Or maybe I ate it. Either way, it's gone. Why do bad things happen to good people?"

[we-loseourselves]

“Where the fuck am I?”

[julietbasanov-blog]

"In my vagina, s'up."

[julietbasanov-blog]

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Releasing a long, frustrated and annoyed sigh, Noah stubbornly shook his head and sat up, shaking the brunette off him. “No, all I wanna do is sleep and you’re not fuckin’ letting me!” Noah grumbled rather loudly as he kicked the blanket off his body and lifted himself up of the bed. “Plus I didn’t make you wait for me, you made that choice on ya’ own.” He added, stumbling towards the wardrobe and grabbing a pair of sweatpants. Sliding them on as fast as he could, Noah turned back towards the bed, looking at the girl with a rather blank expression on his face. “You stay in this room, I’m going to go sleep somewhere else.” He huffed, slowly making his way out of the master bedroom and back towards the living-room where Juliet had originally greeted him from. With his anger rapidly boiling up inside of him whilst a killer headache was hammering away at his head, he temporarily leaned his body against a wall, taking in long deep breaths.

[julietbasanov-blog]

To Juliet, his sudden anger was abrupt and made little sense, her mouth opening and closing as she attempted to think of a retort. She herself had grown aggravated during the conversation, her eyebrows joined into another frown, sitting up as he did, watching him scamper out of bed and stumble towards the wardrobe, yanking on a pair of sweatpants breathing heated words as he made his way out of the room. For a moment, she simply sat on the bed. A sense of anger grew rapidly amidst her confusion, and shoving aside the comforters, she followed him once again into the living room, eyebrows furrowed and lips pressed together. "Why are you so angry?" she spat out. "I didn't do anything wrong. I waited for you because I wanted to spend time with you. That's what girlfriends do, dumbass." She folded her arms indignantly, her eyes glaring as she looked up at him.

[julietbasanov-blog]

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Closing his eyes due to how heavy they felt, he let out a little relieved sigh, being more than happy to be in his bed and out of the cold. As he quickly began to drift off within a matter of seconds, Noah heard a few light footsteps before the empty space beside him was occupied. Not bothering to turn around, he tightened his grip around the rather large blanket and pulled it closer against his not so warm body, hoping that the girl beside him would just fall asleep. But the small giggle she let out suggested otherwise. “Sh, I’m ti-” But before Noah could finish off what he wanted to say, the girl swiftly got on top of him and placed kisses all over his skin. “Not now.” He managed to choke out after a second or two even though it did feel quite good, sober or not. As he felt her lips move towards his, it was like Noah’s natural instinct to go along with it. His hands moved straight to Juliet’s neck and he tugged her directly to his mouth, conjoining their lips together as he kissed her deeply but only for a few short moments. “Juliet, I’m tired.” He whined lightly as his lips broke away from hers, pointing towards the empty space next to the two. “That’s your spot and this isn’t.” He told her as his finger moved and pointed towards his body. “C’mon, you’re going to make me all grumpy and I don’t want to fall asleep in a shitty mood.”

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Despite the insistent complaints from Noah, Juliet herself remained persistent, going as far to, to some extent, slightly interwine their legs, lodging hers between his and veering closer to him as he pointed to the other, vacant side of the bed. A brief groan left her own lips as she leaned her head over his chest, pushing herself as close to him as she possibly could, a brief pout turning down the corners of her mouth, her eyebrows meeting together into a frown as she began to speak. "Come on, Noah." She blew the words out against his skin in the form of a sigh. "I've been waiting for you all night." She tilted back her head, the pout leaving her lips as a small smile curved her mouth. "Just for a moment. Please?" She pleaded, her eyes locked upon his face.

[julietbasanov-blog]

hit me baby one more time | juliet & noah

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Noah was vaguely aware that someone was holding him, but the warmth around his shoulders was so comforting that he didn’t really want to move, even less wake up; lulled by that feeling, Noah nuzzled close to the heat, allowing his mind to resurface from the depths of sleep. Where was he? The last thing he remembered was drinking, of course. He’d been at the pub and then he was ordering something, lifting his chin up to attract the attention of the bartender. The rest was all a bit of a blur until the part where Jeremy, a guy that he had hated had entered the bar. He could barely remember throwing insults at Jeremy, ignoring his wandering hands, and gulping down more than he should have. Shifting a bit, Noah forced his tired eyes open, and the world around him focused after a couple of blinks, showing that he was in a full cab, most of the passengers being passed out . Scrunching his nose in distaste, the cab finally came to a stop a block away from his house, kicking everybody out due to them being too intoxicated.

As the group walked along the sidewalk for a few minutes, they had finally reached Noah’s house. “I’ll see ya’ guys later.” He slurred, hugging each person one by one before entering his house and hearing Juliet’s voice. “I’m going to bed!” He yelled out as he wanted to just be left alone to sleep. Stripping out of his clothes and dumping them on the floor in a trail form, he made his way towards the bedroom and jumped onto the bed almost immediately, wrapping his body up in the blanket and letting out a loud, orgasmic groan as his body hit the mattress.

[julietbasanov-blog]

The statement didn't keep Juliet's grin from widening. Rolling onto her toes, she was hot on his trail with quick, stumbled footsteps quickly racing his. Casting her gaze over the track of clothes littered across the floor and acknowledging the appreciative sounds that he made with a broadening of her grin, suggesting she wasn't exactly opposed to the sound for the time being. But the thought quickly dissipated as she leaned her weight against the door, pausing briefly before springing towards the bed, tossing her body towards the empty space beside him and falling into it swiftly, a giggle escaping her as she adjusted herself beneath the comforters, tugging them over her body and shifting herself closer to him, her paler flesh contrasting starkly where hers met his.

She fumbled around for a few moments, reaching over his lean body to wrap her arms around him and tug him closer, twisting herself so that she hovered over him, her lips moving quickly against his face, peppering various sweet kisses that never lingered too long over every patch of skin that she could reach, dipping to his neck as her fingers combed through his hair in a caring manner before finally resting back upon his lips. She pressed her mouth against his, ignoring the prominent taste of alcohol imprinted on his lips, before swiftly pulling back, her head resting into the crook of his neck and an arm still wound loosely around him, a small, content smile dangling from her lips.

[julietbasanov-blog]

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Juliet's gaze wavered upon the television screen, fixed on the the thin blonde news lady caked in too much face powder, a tired yawn moving past her lips and into the silence of her surroundings, pierced only by the sound of the woman's shrieky voice and pompous laugh. With her legs curled into her petit frame, she had lazily draped herself across the couch with her elbow propped to the side, hand cupping her chin as she stared blankly at the television screen and awaiting Noah's return from whichever bar he currently found himself in, having turned down the idea of going out for a few pints with him and his friends.

Nonetheless, she'd still wanted to fall asleep in his arms and was fine with preoccupying herself with other things until then. The abrupt click of the front door startled her out of her trance and she moved her head towards the source of sound. "Noah?" She found herself calling out, shifting her feet from the side of the couch to rest them upon the floor, eyebrows arching expectantly and a small grin forming the slight curve of her mouth as he stepped inside.

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“…— E-Excuse me, I-I m-made you a flower c-crown to b-brighten up your d-day.”

[julietbasanov-blog]

"Oh my God. Oh my God. Oh my God."

"I love you, hi."

[adriangeroux]

“Um, thank you. And sure, I guess,” he mumbled, running a hand through his hair. He grabbed the bottom of his shirt and quickly pulled it over his head. “There?”

[julietbasanov-blog]

"No problemo mi amigo." She paused as he slipped the material of his shirt off, staring blankly for a moment before nodding. "Yeah, definitely a kind-of six pack. Do you have a girlfriend?" It took her a moment, but as she continued speaking, her eyes darted back towards his own. "Or a boyfriend? As in, are you gay? Do you have an STD? Or a condom?"