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@kalebishop-blog
She always did have a way with words. Or rather, her words always did have a way with me.
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Bites her lip as she stares at him. “If that’s what you’d like…” She smiled weakly towards him. “I’m here, if you need me, kay?”
He felt bad for brushing her off, no matter how badly he needed his own space at the moment. “I know,” He said, offering her a smile. “Ah, look. I can spare a few minutes. Have a seat. Tell me about your day.”
Oh I’m totally new to the English language. Oh I hope not, I didn’t mean to break any hearts, unless it’s yours.
“That’s what I thought,” Kale said sarcastically. “Pfff, as if I’d let the likes of you break my heart. I only let European models do that.”
“We can’t. The world needs to know the dangers of these trucks.”
“Trucktivism begins here and now. With us guiding the movement, those evil trucks will be defeated in no time.”
“Not unless I’m getting groceries for the next three months.”
“Three months? That wouldn’t even last me three weeks. My appetite is bigger than the state of Texas.”
Hayley smiled softly nodding just a bit, “Thanks, I think you’re one of the good guys in the building even if we don’t talk much.” She spoke with a smile on her lips before letting out a small laugh at his comment. She shook her head, “It’s fine if you want to tell me your opinion it’s all I get anymore from people.” She sighed. “It ranges from ‘Hayley your making a mistake’ to ‘Hayley you should leave him because you could do better’ yours would just add to the list of things people think I should do.”
He smiled a little. Little did she know, he was one of the worst guys in the building. “Thank you,” He accepted the compliment he didn’t deserve. He frowned and shook his head. “I don’t want to tell you what to do, and I respect Niall a lot. He and you deserve to be happy. I just wanted to say it’s not healthy for you to be so accustomed to him getting mad at you over shit that isn’t worth the temper. I’m not saying you should leave him, but I am saying that you deserve better than to be treated that way, regardless of whether or not you stay with him.”
“Well when you find her address can you give me it?” Daniel asked rolling his eyes. “I lived in America for nine years, and I saw plenty of Americans in different ages drink to get wasted. So I don’t know which planet you are from.”
“Do you not know where she is?” Kale wondered unnecessarily. “I’m American and I lived in America my entire life. British people are definitely rowdier drunks. I don’t know which planet you’re from, but you’re British. Can’t be trusted,” He said jokingly.
“alright.” with that he took a seat.
“Alright,” He repeated awkwardly, taking a swig of his drink and looking up at the sky.
Her eyes scanned the brunette with soft eyes, tilting her head to her side for a moment while considering the option of going inside, as he said. She gripped her bag tighter, making her way to the bench and taking a seat right next to him, a cheeky and stubborn smile on her face. “Nah, this bench seems pretty inviting right now. How are you?”
He couldn’t help but smile despite himself, tearing his eyes away from Victoria. “Of course it does. You’re just trying to distract me from the view, aren’t you?” He teased, taking a swig of his drink. He shrugged. “I’m alright. How are you?”
“ you look like someone just punched you in the face. and since it wasn’t me, and not that i care or something but what’s wrong?”
“That’s just my face. It’s so beyond atrocious that it looks like someone disfigured it,” He joked. “Nothing’s wrong. Just a boy, enjoying the nighttime, with some JD. What’s wrong with you? I don’t see nearly as many shopping bags in your pretty little hands as there should be. Taking a break from the fashionista life?”
“Nope, nope. I can’t just put my rep on the line like that.” she argued and tried her best to keep a straight face. Michaela help but laugh at his reaction though. “Are you? Oh, no. Well now I can’t call you cute anymore.” she played along. “You’d think that but then you wake up in one morning with nothing left in your fridge and you want to throw my ass to the curb. Oh — I guess. Promise not to look at all my nudes.” she joked as she unlocked her phone, handing it over to the male.
“Your rep?” He echoed incredulously. “Come on. I promise I won’t tell TMZ about your embarrassing Siri impression. Your cred will remain intact.” He laughed. “I am. It’s crazy, ‘cause I look about seventeen, I know. A really tall, really awkward seventeen year old, but uh, yeah, I am an adult and well above the legal drinking age in the motherland. That means I’m not cute.” He tilted his head to the side. “Nah. I’m used to that kind of thing. The only thing that’ll make me throw your ass to the curb is if I wake up to JPop blasting from the speakers in my room.” His eyebrows lifted. “Your nudes in plural? As in many?” He said, “But now I’m tempted.” Instead, he opened up her browser app, typing in deliveroo and opening up the takeaway site which was fast becoming all the rage. “Here you go.” He said, handing it to her. “It’s the best thing ever.”
‘’Because even though you don’t seem like the guy who’s never gotten drunk before, I’ve never seen you with a half-empty bottle of JD in your grasp and such.’’ Kasey pointed out, a small sigh rolling over her lips. ‘’I’m aware I’m probably your least favorite person around this place at the moment, but I just.. At least you won’t have to worry about ending up somewhere crazy because you’ve drank too much, right?’’ she attempted, hardly even knowing where she was going with it.
“Well,” He shrugged, not wanting to indulge Kasey with the fact he was very choosy with who he drank around and why. As accepting as she might become about … other things, he doubted his grand plan to use everyone’s better intentions for tabloid worthy scandal and write about it would go over well. “I’m celebrating,” he said instead. His eyebrows furrowed, a crease appearing in between them and he scoffed in disbelief. “Are you kidding?” He paused, waiting for her to confirm. “You’re not. You’re serious, aren’t you? You’re not my least favourite person, Kasey. Far from it. You should know that by now. It’s part of the whole fucking problem.” He couldn’t quite keep the bitterness from seeping into his voice. “At least that.” He acquiesced. “Once I ended up in the Dean’s office. That made for an interesting morning.”
“Yeah, that’s not going to happen until we get to know each other a little better. It was with a girl though,”Jazz chuckled lightly. “Your secret’s safe with me. He’s your princess? I definitely understand that. He’s very regal,” Jazz agreed. “You don’t have to pay for my breakfast, don’t be ridiculous. I know you’re not cheap if you’re going to all this trouble,” Jazz laughed.
“What, you don’t trust me? How is this going to work if you don’t trust me? A girl, huh. I have to tell you from now, growing a vagina is not amongst my very varied capabilities.” He feigned disappointment. “Thank you. I like you already. He is. He elected himself as such, but I happily took on the responsibility. He is, isn’t he? He’s got a head of curls you just want to crown.” Kale nodded, pondering on buying Harry a tiara. “Oh but I do. I want you to fall in love with me remember? What says ‘boyfriend material’ like a breakfast burrito, am I right?”
“Hairspray’s a good movie though. I wouldn’t mind hosting that show.”
“Yeah? You should make a show like that. Can you dance at all?” He wondered.