BIG REPUTATION;

writing blog for @lcthals.

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nick was so utterly engrossed in their magnetism, in the way the shape of her body matches his perfectly as he peers over at her. nick had never been in love. in fact, he didn’t believe the concept actually existed. he sure as hell did not believe in love at first sight — until tonight. was this love ? what the hell was this phenomenon he was feeling ? whatever it was, nick didn’t want to mess it up. at her touch and pull, he could almost feel himself melting away. he was falling by the moment, and if she didn’t know it already, xara definitely would’ve been able to tell now. like a moth to a flame, if nick moved any closer, he would cave. he would give in and allow their chemistry to consume him whole. the redhead was a taken aback. He couldn’t remember the last time he was stopped from a kiss. he also couldn’t remember the last time he had to introduce himself to someone — especially in the middle of a kiss. however, the bizarre feeling was a refreshing welcome. “ nicolas fitzgerald, “ he answered, offering her a grin. “ but you can go ahead and call me nick, xar. “ the nickname rolled right off his tongue, another smirk tugging at the corners of his lips. he didn’t know what the hell he was doing right now. on one hand, he wanted to be the brazen version of himself that he had always tried to maintain. however, his walls were coming down and he didn’t know what to do about it. she had completely enamoured him. at her next words about her first kiss rule, his brows rose. “ i personally find that to be very admirable of you ... “ he chuckles, the slightest bit of amusement radiating from his core. he lets a few moments of silence linger between the two. goddamn it, she had a way with him that nobody else ever had. and that knowledge in itself scared the shit out of him, and yet nick couldn’t help but fall head over heels with no sense of fear interfering or holding her back the way it usually did. and with a deep breath, nick decided that it was finally time to put his ego aside. if he was to get rejected, then at least he could say that he tried. so he decided to take the leap, nerves almost stunting his ability to speak. ” will you let me take you out on a date, beautiful ? “

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“   jessica  rabbit   ?  ” nick   muses  ,   not   at   all   disguising   the   amusement   that   dances   across   his   features   as   he   analyzes   her   own  . “ you  know ,  i  can’t  say  i’ve  heard  that  one  before .  now  you’re  just  playing  with  my  heart .  i  was  fine with   ron  weasley ,  ‘cause  you  know ,  powers  and  all  …  but  now  ?  i’m  feeling  degraded ,  ”  the  redhead  feigned  in  a  seemingly  serious  tone ,  accompanied  instead  by  an  amused  grin  and  a  fit  of  laughter .  could  he  help  himself  ?  not  at  all .  nick  was  a  little  tipsy  admittedly ,  but  nowhere  near  enough  to  not  know  what  he  was  doing ,  nowhere  near  as  drunk  as  his  last  usual  encounters .  tearing  his  gaze  away  to  glance  at  the  bar  she’d  led  him  to .  it’s  only  when  he  turns  back  around  that  nick  is  truly  surprised  with  her  confidence .  confidence  that  only  causes  his  smile  to  deepen ,  if  possible .  curious ,  amused  eyes  search  her  own ,  before  placing  the  cash  on  the  table . “ can  i  get  a  sapphire  martini  ?  ”  the  pink-haired  beauty  was  full  of  surprises .  nothing  could  surprise  him  more ,  however ,  than  the  fact  that  he  actually  wanted  to  get  to  know  her .  besides  a  temporary  fling ,  nick  was  entranced  at  their  chemistry .  it  was  a  little  unsettling …  the  notion  that  he  was  falling f or  someone  right  before  his  very  eyes .  he  had  no  idea  what  the  hell  he  was  supposed  to  do or  say .  despite  the  fact  that  he  wasn’t  entirely  sober ,  he  was  nowhere  near  as  intoxicated  or  as  messy  as  their  every  other  interaction  with  previous  women .  and  while  alcohol  could’ve  helped  eased  his  nerves ,  nick  wanted  to be  as  balanced  and  alert  as  possible .  and  yet ,  he  still  couldn’t  help  but  feel  a  little  hazy  around  her ,  particularly  as  she  lowered  herself  towards  him n ow . “ maybe ‘  difficult  to  impress ‘  was  a  little  harsh .  you  know  you’re  own  worth , ” ( and  a  damn  well  valuable  woman  she  was ) “  … and  i  admire  that .  “ despite  the  light  tone of  his  voice ,  there  was  no  denying  the  fact  that  both  were  engrossed  in  the  inevitable  chemistry  between  them .  how  could  he  ever  convince  this  girl  to  give  him  the  time of  day   ?  his  ego  was  deflated ;  and  the  challenge  felt  surprisingly  good .  they’d  met  on  a  whim ,  and  yet   ...  there  was  some  comfortability  behind  it  all .  how  could  he  let  her  go  when  he  was  undoubtedly  and  unequivocally  into  her  now ?  when  she  woke  parts  of  him  nick  never  knew  existed   ?  when  she  caused  a  stir  in  him  that  was utterly  addictive   ? “  can  i  kiss  you  right  now ? ”  he  didn’t  expect  the  kiss  to  lead  into  anything  more .  tonight ,  he  just  wanted  to  take  her  all  in .  and  for  the  first  time  in  his  life ,  nick’s  insides  did  something  of  a  leap  as  he  awaited  her  response ,  the  magnetising  energy  between  them  suddenly  all  too  much  to  bear  as  he  leans  forth .  this  was  the  start  of  something  new   …  and  boy ,  was  he  ready .

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after  spending  all  morning  studying  for  the  exam  she  had  written  only  a  few  hours  prior  ,  xara’s  friends  convinced  the  pink  haired  beauty  that  she  deserved  some  much  needed  tlc  .  .  .  and  for  college  students  ,  that  meant  making  themselves  look  pretty  and  spending  a  night  in  the  city  ,  drinking  cocktails  and  throwing  back  shots  until  the  early  hours  of  the  morning  .  femme  was  already  tipsy  when  her  group  of  friends  entered  the  second  club  ,    a  few  members  headed  off  to  dance  and  to  meet  cute  guys  they  could  flirt  with  while  xara’s  best  friend  grabbed  her  hand  and  led  her  over  to  the  bar  .  hazel  eyes  scanned  the  crowded  venue  as  she  laughed  at  drunken  idiots  on  the  dance  floor  ,  eyed  attractive  strangers  and  politely  turned  away  the  strange  men  that  were  offering  her  drinks  and  touching  her  like  they  were  old  friends  .  it  wasn’t  until  the  friends  reached  the  bar  that  xara  felt  eyes  burning  into  the  back  of  her  skull  and  after  placing  her  order  of  a  cosmopolitan  with  extra  lime  ,  xara  finally  turned  around  and  that’s  when  she  made  eye  contact  with  another  attractive  stranger  .  except  he  was  different  –––  this  guy  was  really  attractive  .  her  type  completely  .  brown  eyes  narrowed  as  she  sent  him  a  small  smirk  ,  she  was  about  to  step  forward  ,  to  make  her  way  over  in  order  to  talk  to  him  .  .  .  at  least  that  was  until  xara  noticed  the  abundance  of  other  girls  surrounding  him  and  his  friends  .  player  .  would  likely  sneak  out  before  her  7am  alarm  .  she  concluded  ,  rolling  her  eyes  and  turning  back  to  her  friend  .  as  the  other  was  paying  for  the  pair’s  drinks  ,  xara  turned  her  head  slowly  ,  she  just  wanted  to  know  whether  or  not  the  stranger  was  still  staring  at  her  ,  and  to  her  surprise  he  was  .  but  why  ,  all  those  girls  around  him  and  it  was  the  one  that  wasn’t  facing  him  he  couldn’t  stop  looking  at  .  she  was  confused  ,  but  her  assumptions  stayed  in  place  ,  he  was  still  most  likely  a  player  .  she  turned  back  to  her  friend  once  again  ,  a  part  of  her  hoping  the  stranger  wouldn’t  come  over  but  another  part  of  her  wishing  he  would  ,  to  prove  her  thoughts  wrong  . @lcthals​

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for   the   first   time   in   his   life, there nick stood  …  completely   silent.  if   anyone   ever   told   him   that   there   was   nothing   interesting   about   brown   eyes   ,   he’d   fight   them  . as   he   looked   back   at   her   now  , nick   couldn’t   help   but   feel   highly   attracted   to   the   woman   who’d   just   turned   around  ,   her   eyes   conveying    a   mischievousness   rarely   seen   in   others  .   and   boy  ,   was   he   drawn   to   it     like   a   moth   to   a   flame.  “  ...  xara ,”   nick   repeats  ,   an   amused   smirk   appearing   on  his   features  —  one  that  soon  grows  as  she  informs  him  about  the  spelling  of  her  name.  “  hey  ,  i   know   a   thing   or   two   about   pretentious   parents  . see    ?   we   already   have   so much   in   common  .  ”   the   scenario   was   incredibly   amusing   now  ,   with   nick   showcasing   a   mischievous   smile   of   his   own   as   she   averts   her   gaze   over   to   his   body  .   to   be   quite   honest  ,   xara   was   probably   right  .   however  ,   that   didn’t   mean   nick   would   want   a   relationship   with   any   of   his   one   night   stands   anyways  .   those   flings   were  shallow   and   exhilarating   all   at   once  .   but  ,   whether   nick   was   willing   to   accept   it   or   not  ,   those   flings   grew   to   be   tiring. “  you   know  ,   i   just   think   you’re   difficult   to   impress  . “   and   as   she   made   her   way   closer   to   him  , nick   couldn’t   help   the   breath   that   hitched   in   his   throat  ,   visibly   attracted   to   the   other  .   little   did   he   know   at   the   time  ,   that   one   encounter   would   change   his   life   forever  . “  here,  i    — ”  god …  was  nicolas   fitzgerald   actually   nervous    ?  the   feeling   was   foreign   to   him  …  and  rather   uncomfortable  ,   to   say   the   least.   “   ron  weasley  ?  “  nick  coos,  raising  his  brows  despite  the  fact  that  his  lips  are  tugged  upwards  .   an   expression   that   soon   softens   as   he   remembers   to   play   it  ‘  cool .  ‘  “  fine,  i’ll   take   it  .   i   know   how   much   you   love   cheesy   pick-up   lines   so    ...  “   he   clears   his   throat  ,   almost   as   if   he’s   about   to   deliver   a   message   as   important   as   a   prophecy  . “  once   you   go   red  ,   you’ll   never   leave   my   bed  ,  “  a   widespread   grin   instantly   eased   onto   his   features  ,   laughter   filling   the   air   as   he   rolls   his   shoulders   into   a   helpless   shrug  .   nick   was  happily   surprised   by   the   mischief   and   playfulness   that   radiated   from   the   pink-haired   beauty  .   frankly  ,   it   was   contagious .

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––––––––––HE FELT HIS heart drop when she spoke. he knew they had to come here for some conversation, he just didn’t realize it was that. he didn’t realize that he, basically, was about to lose her.       ‘ right, paris. ’       he nodded, suddenly looking down at his coffee. he was so excited to talk to her in some dingy diner, spending time with her, but suddenly the coffee felt stale and he wanted to never have been here. it was a reality that was slowly sinking in and he was slightly upset. it was a clear change in feeling between them, his fingers moving the spoon around in his coffee. it was a good distraction.       ‘ congrats. i know how much you wanted that job. know how hard you worked. ’        he offered with a dim smile. what more could he say ?

“ thank you. “ her response was short, but sincere. selene was in love with him — completely and utterly — and it was hard to believe that whatever they had was going to be over soon. “ i’m sorry .... “ she trails off, observing the contents of her coffee cup. “ i didn’t mean to bring this up out of nowhere. i just figured that it’d be better to just rip the bandaid off now. “ another sigh escapes her lips. what more was there to say ? “ i mean ... i’ll still try to visit as often as possible. and ‘ya know ... there’s facetime, skype, all that jazz. the time difference is more manageable than you’d think. “ her heart was breaking right before his very eyes, but luckily, her happy-go-lucky smile seemed to conceal it all.

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–––––––––––IT WAS ONLY in this moment did he realize he loved her and it was a hard thing to wrap his mind around. it filled his stomach with warmth and made his chest feel tight. something that took him a moment to process and it had become too odd for him to just say it. it was easier to be playful, and in doing so, he got to see her too bright smile, it only lighting him up more. in his eyes, she was sunshine embodied in a person, making him want to bask in her presence aways.        ‘ hey ! i’m going to use every advantage i have ! ’         he laughs, it being an easy change in subject. it was a good distraction and occupation of his time. he laughs when the piece of paper hits him, leaving him to just tossing full sugar packets at her.

the sugar packets were welcome, as they served as one distraction after another. as much as she wanted to stay in this dingy diner in what seemed like the middle of nowhere, it was time to face the music. the walls were closing in on selene and she couldn’t allow herself to develop more feelings than she already had. “ i — “ she stammers, lips settling in a tight line. “ i have to tell you something. “ a moment of silence soon followed, a hesitant sigh escaping her lips. “ remember that job opportunity i was telling you about ? the one in paris ? “ she tilts her head sideways, eye contact now anywhere but his eyes. “ i think that i’m going to take it. “ 

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it   took   all   of   her   strength   not   to   succumb   to   the   other’s   advances   ,   she   didn’t   even   know   him   and   yet   for   some   reason   every   single   thing   he   said   –––   every   move   he   made   forced   xara’s   heart   to   beat   faster   than   usual   .   she   could   give   in   right   now   and   place   her   lips   on   his   ,   something   that   the   petite   brunette   has   been   wanting   to   do   ever   since   she   felt   his   hypnotising   hazel   eyes   burning   through   the   back   of   her   skull   –––   but   if   she   allowed   her   weakness   to   win   ,   her   want   and   desire   for   the   man   that   she   didn’t   even   know   the   name   of   would   grow   stronger   .   she   wouldn’t   be   able   to   leave   his   side   ,   she’d   take   him   back   to   her   apartment   and   that’s   where   things   would   go   awry   .   xara   can   tell   by   the   behaviour   he   exhibits   and   the   type   of   people   he   associates   himself   with   that   the   red   head   is   the   type   to   have   his   fun   with   her   and   escape   before   the   break   of   dawn   ,   and   although   xara   isn’t   exactly   looking   for   a   relationship   ,   she’s   not   looking   to   be   a   forgettable   one   night   stand   either   .   a   girlish   giggle   slipped   through   her   lips   as   he   disposed   of   the   cigarette   ,   she   wasn’t   expecting   him   to   do   that   but   maybe   he   just   wants   sex   that   badly   ?   ‘   aw   ,   baby   .   ’   she   mocked   .   ‘   you   think   that’s   all   you   have   to   do   to   win   a   chance   with   me   ?   cute   .   ’   the   femme   continued   ,   tongue   playfully   poking   between   pink   lips   .   she   had   thought   about   stepping   closer   ,   but   one   more   step   would   have   the   pair   face   to   face   and   xara   would   lose   control   as   the   other   would   be   able   to   quite   easily   grip   her   hips   and   pull   her   into   a   kiss   .   .   .   and   she   wouldn’t   stop   him   .   instead   ,   she   took   a   few   steps   back   ,   eyes   never   venturing   from   his   .   ‘   i’m   not   a   distraction   ,   pretty   boy   .   i’m   the   prize   you   receive   once   all   the   distractions   are   finished   with   .   ’   she   admitted   .   xara   wasn’t   talking   about   the   cigarette   anymore   ,   she   was   implying   that   she   wouldn’t   go   any   further   with   the   male   if   he   was   just   going   to   treat   her   like   a   disposable   object   .   like   the   girls   sitting   by   his   friends   in   their   section   of   the   venue   .   turning   her   back   towards   him   ,   the   pink   haired   beauty   squeezed   her   eyes   shut   ,   hoping   that   he   was   smarter   than   the   rich   kids   that   came   into   the   club   that   she   worked   at   and   would   understand   what   she   was   trying   to   say   .   as   the   girl’s   heels   clicked   on   the   floor   below   ,   xara   made   a   beeline   for   the   exit   and   as   party-goers   stepped   back   so   that   she   could   pass   through   ,   under   her   breath   she   whispered   ‘   please   don’t   let   me   leave   .   ’

nick couldn’t help the utter amusement that danced across his features. in all his years as a notorious playboy, never had he been exposed to the concept of rejection. such a feat was almost incomprehensible to the red head. her words only piked his interest even more, as he was completely enthralled with her presence at this point. her words were sharp and witty, incredibly entertaining to partake in. god, she was beautiful.  her confidence  — so bold and brazen that he offered her a warm smile. a smile that so rarely anyone saw, unless he was drunk or high, of course. this was a real smile. a genuine one that he hadn’t felt in a long time. to think, they’d only known each other a matter of minutes and she’d managed to break down the facade that everyone else seemed to accept. but alas, the pink haired beauty disappeared as quickly as she appeared. “ hey — wait ! “ what the hell was he doing ? he didn’t even know her name. admittedly, he was curious about the girl. having gone from being seemingly completely disinterested in any other exchange he had with a woman, this was a change of pace for the red head. igniting genuine curiousity and care was something that no one had managed to do before. pulled straight out of his reverie, however, nick finds his defence mechanisms prevailing as he teeters on the border of caring too much about the girl. why should he get so attached to a girl that he didn’t even know ? he didn’t need to get into the psychology of it now. he had to ask her to stay. as nick makes his way through the club, individuals passing him reeking of booze and weed, he finally spots the pink haired girl. “ uh … this would be a lot less awkward if i knew your name. ” he offers her another smile — the smile akin to the one he had offered her a few moments prior. the last thing that nick wanted to do ( especially for the pink haired beauty that made him genuinely smile for the first time in forever ! ) was make the situation uncomfortable for her. “ i hope i didn’t make you feel so uncomfortable that you had to leave, and i’m sorry if i did. that cigarette line has really lost its touch. “ he said, a small laugh soon following. nick was sincerely apologetic though, another first for him prevailing tonight, yet again. “ i promise i’ll leave you alone if you wanna stay. ”

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based ! / @lcthals​ !

–––––––––HE CAN’T HELP but stare at the other. it was in this moment, in this shitty diner as he had his hands curled around his cup of coffee he realized he loved the other. he didn’t think he’d come to this point, wasn’t expecting to fall in love period. not quite sure if he should say anything, he just stares, stares at the other for too long. and so he takes the empty sugar packet and balls it up and tosses it at the other.       ‘ you got something on your nose, silly !’

[lcthalswrites]

a light blush eclipses selene’s face, unable to mask her delight. after a string of failed relationships, it was difficult to let anyone else in. anyone else that would waste her time — or worst of all — break her heart. however, all that fear was tossed aside in front of the other. she was defenseless, utterly lovesick. and as he looked in her eyes for just a little bit longer than usual, she could tell that her heart had skipped some sembelance of a beat. “ oh, so you’re playing dirty now ? got me lost in those blue eyes to distract me ? “ a laugh soon escapes her lips, raising a brow at the other. soon enough, selene crumples up her own empty sugar packet and tosses it right back at him. “ game on ! “ this was a good way to distract her from her feelings, right ?

[lcthalswrites]

a   pout   began   to   form   on   the   femme’s   lips   as   she   realised   that   her   friend   was   now   finishing   up   the   conversation   with   the   member   of   staff   behind   the   bar   and   was   currently   paying   for   their   drinks   ,   it   meant   that   the   pair   would   soon   be   leaving   to   re   -   join   their   friends   and   the   attractive   male   would   no   longer   be   able   to   find   her   if   he   didn’t   make   his   way   over   soon   .   not   that   she   wanted   to   see   someone   who   would   most   likely   turn   out   to   be   a   player   .   .   .   or   did   she   ?   yes   ,   xara   was   aware   that   someone   like   him   ,   who   has   clearly   had   everything   handed   to   him   on   a   silver   platter   ,   who   has   his   parents   deal   with   consequences   for   him   –––   would   have   his   fun   with   her   and   leave   the   next   day   ,   looking   for   a   new   toy   and   she   hated   herself   for   still   thinking   about   him   .   she   needed   to   get   wasted   ,   to   take   someone   else   home   at   the   end   of   the   night   ,   where   she’d   be   in   control   and   could   forget   about   the   attractive   red   head   with   the   smirk   that   was   etched   in   her   brain   .   as   she   turned   around   to   set   her   plan   in   motion   ,   there   he   was   –––   leaning   against   the   wall   ,   cigarette   between   the   lips   she   couldn’t   help   herself   from   gazing   at   .   breath   hitched   in   her   throat   as   he   spoke   ,   before   brown   eyes   rolled   at   the   lame   line   that   the   stranger   fed   her   .   ‘   is   that   really   your   opener   ?   ’   she   questioned   ,   pearly   whites   piercing   her   lower   lip   as   an   attempt   to   stifle   a   giggle   .   ‘   besides   ,   if   anything’s   gonna   kill   you   .   .   .   it’ll   be   that   cancer   stick   between   your   teeth   .   such   a   turn   off   .   ’   xara   hinted   ,   a   saccharine   smile   forming   on   her   pink   lips   as   she   unknowingly   stepped   closer   to   the   male   .

how was nicolas fitzgerald nervous ? the concept was utterly foreign to him. was it the alcohol swarming his veins ? or was it the simple fact that the woman in front of him held beauty so unparalleled, unmatched by any other, that nick found himself staring at her a little longer than socially acceptable ? either way, he could surely place blame on the alcohol, right ? the smoke that fills his lungs becomes a sudden, familiar distraction, enabling him a moment or two to keep his cool. people really were staring, even more so than usual. not that nick didn’t mind the attention considering he himself was all too familiar with it, but, this was … strange, to say the least. “  oh. this thing ? “ the red head feigns incomprehension, holding up the cigarette in question. with another sly smile, nick quickly put out the cigarette. “ boom. all gone. now do i have a chance ? “ he quipped, brow arching in amusement. “ i gotta admit. the cigarette is kinda my trojan horse around here. “ nick admitted, another chuckle soon following. admittedly, there was an unsettling feeling brewing within the very depths of nick’s usually strong stomach, a flutter beneath the very rib cage that caged his iron-clad heart. “ you’re already concerned about my health. i’d say we’re off to a great start. “ nick trailed, his body leaning forward now, that perfect, posture suddenly disappearing in a moment’s notice. “ wanna distract me from my addiction ? “    he breathed out a laugh, his teeth clamping on his lower lip as he analysed her some more — you know, considering she was moving closer now. he couldn't quite explain the phenomenon coursing through his veins. this wasn't like any other buzz. this wasn't like any other attraction. he wasn't sure what he was feeling ... but it was different — and he liked it.

[lcthalswrites]

after  spending  all  morning  studying  for  the  exam  she  had  written  only  a  few  hours  prior  ,  xara’s  friends  convinced  the  pink  haired  beauty  that  she  deserved  some  much  needed  tlc  .  .  .  and  for  college  students  ,  that  meant  making  themselves  look  pretty  and  spending  a  night  in  the  city  ,  drinking  cocktails  and  throwing  back  shots  until  the  early  hours  of  the  morning  .  femme  was  already  tipsy  when  her  group  of  friends  entered  the  second  club  ,    a  few  members  headed  off  to  dance  and  to  meet  cute  guys  they  could  flirt  with  while  xara’s  best  friend  grabbed  her  hand  and  led  her  over  to  the  bar  .  hazel  eyes  scanned  the  crowded  venue  as  she  laughed  at  drunken  idiots  on  the  dance  floor  ,  eyed  attractive  strangers  and  politely  turned  away  the  strange  men  that  were  offering  her  drinks  and  touching  her  like  they  were  old  friends  .  it  wasn’t  until  the  friends  reached  the  bar  that  xara  felt  eyes  burning  into  the  back  of  her  skull  and  after  placing  her  order  of  a  cosmopolitan  with  extra  lime  ,  xara  finally  turned  around  and  that’s  when  she  made  eye  contact  with  another  attractive  stranger  .  except  he  was  different  –––  this  guy  was  really  attractive  .  her  type  completely  .  brown  eyes  narrowed  as  she  sent  him  a  small  smirk  ,  she  was  about  to  step  forward  ,  to  make  her  way  over  in  order  to  talk  to  him  .  .  .  at  least  that  was  until  xara  noticed  the  abundance  of  other  girls  surrounding  him  and  his  friends  .  player  .  would  likely  sneak  out  before  her  7am  alarm  .  she  concluded  ,  rolling  her  eyes  and  turning  back  to  her  friend  .  as  the  other  was  paying  for  the  pair’s  drinks  ,  xara  turned  her  head  slowly  ,  she  just  wanted  to  know  whether  or  not  the  stranger  was  still  staring  at  her  ,  and  to  her  surprise  he  was  .  but  why  ,  all  those  girls  around  him  and  it  was  the  one  that  wasn’t  facing  him  he  couldn’t  stop  looking  at  .  she  was  confused  ,  but  her  assumptions  stayed  in  place  ,  he  was  still  most  likely  a  player  .  she  turned  back  to  her  friend  once  again  ,  a  part  of  her  hoping  the  stranger  wouldn’t  come  over  but  another  part  of  her  wishing  he  would  ,  to  prove  her  thoughts  wrong  . @lcthals​

 despite being tempted by the idea of having a drink to steady a previous hangover, considering the room was filling up with people, nick borrowed a cigarette from a friend instead. same old, same old. a party for nicolas fitzgerald meant women — lots of them. nick couldn’t pretend that he didn’t revel in the attention. of course he did. his entire persona was built on being a player. a playboy whose sole purpose was to reap the benefits of his father. alcohol only served as a mere catalyst for such thoughts.  he couldn’t help but feel distracted, zoning out as his friend chats to him about the women surrounding them, his hues scanning the crowd continuously in hopes of finding a way out. but as he glances out at the crowd for the tenth time, he finally lands his gaze upon her… there she is. nick’s heart instantly starts racing within the frames of his chest, a pang felt in the pit of his stomach. unable to tear his gaze away, a surefire cheesy grin forming as he takes her in, entranced. he’s stumped by the stunning figure a few bodies away, and perhaps it felt as though he had found his purpose, but ... the first thing he noticed is that she’s beautiful. overwhelmed with an instant sense of awe, he locks his gaze on her until she looks his way. it took everything in his power not to make a beeline through the women before him, to get to her. cigarette hanging halfheartedly from the corner of his lips, nick couldn’t help but pause the lighter to zone in on her in particular. a chuckle escaped his lips, throwing his head back in something like laughter. his head was beginning to spin from the alcohol, and there was no doubt he’d made terrible choices that night that led to where he was now. but, the red head rarely felt the need to actually branch out from his immediate squad, and when something like unwarranted jealousy ( over a woman who he’d never even met ! ) strikes, he had to go talk to her. amongst the sea of people between them, he had to find some way to reach her. smirking now however, he couldn’t help the chuckle that escaped, nor the amusement in his eyes, as he made his way over to her. watching her for a moment or two in silence as he visibly relaxed against the wall, nick finally cleared his throat in attempt to make himself known.  “ wow ,” he murmurs whilst lighting his cigarette, chocolate hues finally landing upon xara once more as he draws his first breath. “ has anyone ever told you that you have a killer gaze ? ” nick smiles for a moment and glances back at the pink haired beauty, an awkward cough soon following.

[lcthalswrites]

nothing  good  has  ever  come  out  of  xara  being  intoxicated  ,  she  drinks  too  much  and  wakes  up  embarrassed  …  at  least  that  was  true  until  she  found  herself  outside  nick  fitzgerald’s  hotel  room  one  night  while  they  were  broken  up  .  usually  something  like  that  would  be  the  worst  thing  a  person  could  do  while  drunk  however  ,  the  alcohol  in  her  system  actually  gave  xara  the  confidence  to  admit  her  true  feelings  for  the  male  ,  which  led  the  pair  to  rekindle  their  relationship  .  if  it  wasn’t  for  that  one  drunken  night  ,  neither  of  them  would  be  standing  in  paris  right  now  …  well  nick  might  have  been  but  xara  would  have  been  back  home  ,  still  unhappy  ,  still  pining  for  her  ex  boyfriend  .  ‘  you’re  so  cute  .  ’  the  female  giggled  as  she  witnessed  him  enthusiastically  clipping  the  lock  and  throwing  away  the  key  ,  completely  oblivious  to  the  fact  that  the  word  fianceé  almost  left  the  red  head’s  lips  .  ‘  were  you  always  this  corny  ,  or  do  i  just  bring  that  side  out  of  you  ?  ’  she  laughed  as  the  male  made  a  direct  reference  to  their  most  recent  selfie  and  xara’s  insult  .  ‘  i  mean  ,  it  better  just  be  me  .  .  .  ’  she  told  him  ,  a  faux  pout  appears  on  her  lips  as  she  wraps  her  arms  around  his  neck  ,  fingers  playing  with  the  collar  of  the  shirt  he’s  wearing  .  ‘  or  i  might  get  jealous  .  ’  his  eyes  glanced  at  xara’s  lips  ,  making  her  laugh  once  again  before  standing  on  her  tip  toes  and  pressing  her  lips  against  his  .  ‘  i  love  you  more  ,  dummy  .  ’  she  replied  ,  before  pulling  away  from  the  male  and  taking  his  hand  .  it  was  a  short  walk  back  to  the  hotel  but  for  xara  and  her  painful  heels  ,  it  felt  like  forever  and  of  course  ,  nick  had  to  deal  with  her  playful  whining  on  the  way  .  key  card  beeped  and  the  femme  immediately  pushed  the  door  open  ,  kicking  off  the  shoes  as  soon  as  she  did  so  ,  sighing  in  relief  as  the  pain  faltered  .  feet  sank  into  the  plush  carpet  as  she  walked  across  the  room  ,  heading  for  the  balcony  .  ‘  okay  ,  i  had  an  amazing  day  today  and  paris  is  so  beautiful  but  my  feet  are  gonna  blister  and  if  i  have  to  put  shoes  on  again  today  ,  i  might  die  .  ’  xara  began  dramatically  before  sliding  open  the  door  to  the  balcony  and  stepping  outside  ,  the  warm  evening  sun  lighting  one  side  of  her  face  .  ‘  so  can  we  stay  inside  ,  order  room  service  and  make  out  for  the  rest  of  the  night  ?  ’  she  giggled  ,  turning  around  and  admiring  the  love  of  her  life  walking  towards  her  .

“ only you, babe. i love you and all but you totally ruined my street cred. you turned me into a total mush. ” lips were settled into a seemingly permanent smile, and he could almost feel his mouth giving up on him. growing up, excess was the sole thing that nick craved. whether that be in women or money, nicolas never knew of comfort. the notion of actually being fulfilled was foreign to the redhead. but now ? he would give all of the privilege he held up in a heartbeat for the tiny silhouette standing beside him.  this moment was symbolic of everything they’d been through, through to their journey here and transition to their latest adventure. xara had awoken something in him, a drive to discover the world with her. a thirst for the unknown, which was an entirely unfamiliar concept for someone who felt safe in what he knew, and feared what he didn’t. but, more than that, it felt so good to be on this adventure with her. and more than that, to be in her arms. as they were finally settled back into the hotel room, a chuckle spilled from his lips as he hoisted her up. their close proximity from one another spellbinding. with a kiss to her lips, nick placed her back down. to think, tomorrow night, they’d ( hopefully ) be celebrating their engagement. “ the love of my life and room service all in one night ? how’d i get so lucky ? “ he mused, another laugh escaping his lips.“ let’s see — crème brûlée, chocolate soufflé ... how ‘bout we just order ‘em all ? “ taking a brief moment to gaze over at xara, his smile couldn’t help but widen. nick knew for certain that every hardship that they’d been through had been worth it. every obstacle had led them here. to come down to this moment. as that familiar, poignant draw resumed, the one that always occurred when in her presence, nick inched himself towards her. with the notion of his soulmate right by his side no matter what, he wasn’t going to waste any more time. nothing had ever felt more right, no matter where he was with her. closing the distance between them, both hands proceeded to cup both of xara’s cheeks, lips softly brushing against hers before joining them together, intent to indicate how much he’d been aching to do that. nick hoped he hadn’t been so obviously lovesick, but he couldn’t help it. nick was going to marry her. he was going to start a family with her; a family that he’d always dreamed of. he was going to grow old with her. nicolas fitzgerald knew one thing for damn sure — he was never going to let anything get between them ever again.

[lcthalswrites]

 –––––––––––––SHE’S NOT SURE how she feels anymore.cause she sure as hell wants him close, wants more but would never say anything. not when he has a new girl, and she’s the one pulling him into her, taunting for more. and so when he speaks, she goes to reply, her breath only hitching when his lips making contact her lips. “you’re easy to read.” she points out, her head tilted to the side as she watches him, her fingers never leaving his shirt. she’s not one to think much more about this situation. especially wen she knew this was wrong and he shouldn’t do much more with her. “when is it not ???” she pulls him closer, leaning into him further, hoping to get him to cross the line. the one that he comes so close to crossing but stopping, and that too, rightfully so. “this is always wrong. what makes it different this time ???” and before giving him a chance oto protest, she leans up, her lips crashing with his. she wonders if that was the right thing to do.

      intoxication was his favorite form of distraction; whether it be alcohol, a little narcotic or chemistry with another person, his personality rendered him the type to be all or nothing. and right now, theo was completely distracting himself from the multitude of drama that had somehow magnetised towards them, providing them the perfect escape and, igniting something that never quite finished. “ i was gonna say that we’re shitty people for allowing this to happen. but hey, since when has that stopped us ? “ she surprised him with the sense of adventure he never initially thought she had; the spontaneity, the ease of connection between them. feeling her against him now, theo can’t help the smile that briefly crosses his features as he moulds his lips against her own, reaching around in haste to settle the gap between them. his free arm pulls her closer as a means to close the distance between them, if at all possible, subsequently halting against her lips. “ why does this always happen ? “

[milkhneys]

for my wife @lcthals !!!!!!!!!!!!!!

one  of  xara’s  biggest  habits  when  receiving  good  news  was  to  share  it  instantly  with  social  media;  allowing  distant  friends  and  family  in  on  what  was  going  on  in  her  life.  yet  neither  herself  or  nick  posted  anything  about  their  engagement  for  a  few  days  –––  wanting  to  truly  enjoy  each  other’s  company  and  revel  in  the  love  that  the  pair  shared  without  being  bombarded  with  congratulatory  messages  or  stories  and  articles  from  the  press.  however  once  the  news  broke,  for  awhile  the  amount  of  love  and  support  nick  and  xara  received  was  overwhelming,  she  was  so  grateful  for  everybody’s  kind  words.  she  was  incredibly  overjoyed  at  her  fiancé’s  parents  welcoming  the  pink  haired  female  into  their  family  with  open  arms,  especially  after  the  tricky  beginning  they  all  had  as  the  older  pair  didn’t  exactly  love  her  old  job.  but  it  didn’t  take  long  for  the  negative  news  to  break,  the  articles  that  told  the  public  that  xara  palmer  from  brooklyn,  new  york  didn’t  deserve  the  nicolas  fitzgerald  from  the  upper  east  side…  that  he  was  too  good  for  her,  that  she  was  using  him  to  advance  easily  from  her  previous  profession  as  an  exotic  dancer.  she  gained  followers  on  social  media  daily,  which  also  meant  even  more  negative  comments  from  strangers  speaking  on  her  relationship,  appearance  and  career  was  inevitable.  xara  tried  to  be  strong,  she  tried  to  force  the  comments  from  her  mind  –––  she  wouldn’t  allow  herself  to  cry  and  allow  people  that  didn’t  even  know  her  to  win.  but  unfortunately,  after  eight  months  of  negativity,  it  all  became  too  much  for  the  female.  she  loved  nick,  she  always  will  but  she  could  no  longer  bear  the  hate  and  the  rumours  which  is  why  xara  was  standing  in  their  bedroom,  dressed  for  work  for  her  second  week  as  a  paralegal,  holding  out  the  beautiful  engagement  ring  between  her  thumb  and  forefinger  as  the  red  head  entered  the  room.  ‘  i’ve  been  thinking.  ’  the  female  began,  a  hiccup  slipping  from  her  throat  as  she  could  feel  the  tears  threatening  to  fall.  ‘  i  think  we  should  take  a  break.  i  love  you  so  much,  nick.  you  have  no  idea  how  much  i  love  you.  but  i  can’t  do  this  anymore.  i’m  tired  of  seeing  all  this  crap  about  me  –––  us  online.  i’m  tired  of  the  paparazzi  screaming  at  me  whenever  i  leave  the  house.  i’m  tired  of  opening  instagram  and  seeing  pictures  of  you  with  some  gorgeous,  rich  girl  at  some  event  and  people  commenting  how  much  better  y’all  look  together.  i  can’t  do  it  anymore.  ’  she  concluded,  refusing  to  wipe  the  tears  that  were  currently  staining  her  cheeks.

[lcthalswrites]

i love u @minteds​

nick had dealt with his fair share of press. hell, he would choose to crawl into a shell and use a completely different identity if it were up to him. as much as he wanted to, and he really wanted to, he couldn't. he had debated shutting down his social media profiles one by one, but was quickly brushed off by xara. that didn’t mean that it didn’t tempt him to do so practically everyday. life was good now  — his family now practically accepted xara as one of their own. that didn’t mean that their relationship wasn’t at constant scrutiny. however, he didn’t care. quite frankly, he couldn’t give a damn what anyone had to say about their relationship. he was the happiest he’d ever been, and it didn’t take a rocket scientist to see how much xara had completely flipped nick’s world upside down for the better. here he was, right in front of the love of his life, offering her a wide grin. god, she looked hot in a blazer. he couldn’t quite possibly explain how proud he was of her. after all, she was finally starting to kickoff the career she had worked so hard to obtain. his smile soon went faint, a tight line soon enusing.  hearing her next words, nick raised a brow. the redhead didn’t quite know what to say to that; he thought they’d settled on the fact that no one could’ve came between their relationship.  “ xar …. you can’t possibly mean that. “  nick knew that no matter what, no matter the factor of time or breaking down those walls again, he knew he couldn’t live without the love of his life in tow. he’d be damned if he’d let anyone else get in the way of that. the way the two had suffered over recent weeks was unimaginable, and nick admittedly didn’t know where to even begin to put a stop to it.  “ i would give up everything i have right now for you , “ he finally states, a quick nod following. “ and when i say that, i mean it. “ he breathes out through his nose, pressing his  lips together as though contemplating his next words. “ those girls mean nothing to me. those pictures mean nothing. ”  with xara's admissions of truth and there being a level of emotions between them, nick couldn’t help but feel that weight of anger and fear settle in. they had fought too long and hard for it to end now. he wouldn’t — no, he couldn’t let it happen. adjusting himself closer to her, the male extends out his hand, intertwining his with her tinier fingers. “ remember what i said to you on the night we got engaged ? “ he posed, eyes full of genuine concern. “ i’d always be here for you. through the good and the bad, we could get through it. as long as we’re together. “ nick finally shook his head. “ this can’t happen. we don’t quit. we fought too damn long and hard to let a few instagram commenters to take us down. this isn’t happening, xar. tell me that you’re actually not considering ending things because of what anyone else has to say. i already told you, this whole world could be against us, but i wouldn’t care. i love you, xar. “ wiping her tears, the redhead wrapped his arms around her. “ nothing is ever going to come between us, okay ? “

[finelinc]

based off of boyfriend by ariana grande and social house !!!

–––––––––––MAYBE IT WAS the fact that she was far from sober, or the fact that this had gone on for a lot longer than she wanted. “i don’t wanna be too much,” she started, fingers grazing across the other’s shoulder as she pulled them closer. she had taken a shot too many, and was probably not in the best mind to be saying this. “but….” fingers curled around the fabric of their clothing pulling them too much. i don’t wanna miss your touch. she couldn’t bring herself to say it, eyes searching the other. “you don’t seem to give a fuck.”

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his gaze didn’t falter with the alluring gleam in her blue eyes, easily following her every move. with brows raising in interest as the blonde pulled him closer, knowing exactly what she was doing. and it was working, his own gaze falling over her, flashes of their heatedly intimate times racing back amongst his hazed mind. “ funny ... how do you know what i do or don’t give a fuck about ? ” theo began while footing towards her to rest his frame between her legs, pushing her long hair aside as he pressed his lips to her neck, starting to leave an eager trail downward.  he couldn’t believe that the two had gotten to this point. he assured her that they were done. he had a new girl, after all. why wasn’t that enough for him ? he always fell right back to her. “ this is complicated ... “ he finally finished the statement just under her ear, although just before his lips intended to returned to crash against hers, theo found himself halting. “ this is wrong. “

[lcthalswrites]

@minteds​

after  the  countless  fights  and  arguments  the  female  had  with  her  girl  friends  about  getting  back  together  with  nick  ,  gazing  into  his  hazel  hues  as  he  looked  at  her  was  when  xara  realised  everything  was  worth  it  .  she  hated  fighting  with  her  friends  ,  especially  because  they  were  usually  correct  about  her  past  relationships  but  this  time  ,  xara  knew  that  they  were  wrong  .  that  she  wasn’t  making  a  mistake  –––  that  the  mistake  was  ending  things  with  the  red  head  in  the  first  place  .  nobody  made  her  feel  as  good  as  nick  did  ,  not  even  jaxon  who  had  been  the  pink  haired  female’s  rock  since  the  pair  were  children  .  however  her  friends  weren’t  stubborn  and  soon  came  around  after  realising  just  how  happy  the  male  made  xara  ,  that  she  was  right  –––  that  her  heart  truly  was  reserved  for  nicolas  fitzgerald  .  she  was  ,  of  course  joking  about  being  carried  ,  she  didn’t  consider  herself  that  high  maintenance  however  when  the  male  lifted  her  up  anyway  ,  she  refused  to  fight  against  it  .  what  was  the  point  ?  she  got  to  be  lazy  .  she  got  to  lean  her  head  back  and  watch  the  pale  blue  cloud  free  sky  in  her  favourite  city  in  the  world  ,  jimmy  choos  resting  on  her  stomach  as  she  sighed  in  content  ,  breeze  flowing  through  pedicured  toes  ,    thankful  for  the  fact  that  her  feet  were  no  longer  in  pain  .  as  they  walked  ,  xara  pulled  out  her  phone  ,  ignoring  the  messages  from  friends  and  family  asking  how  the  trip  was  going  before  opening  instagram  straight  away  .  ‘  smile  for  me  ,  baby  .  ’  xara  instructed  the  male  as  she  extended  her  arm    ,  in  hopes  that  she’d  capture  the  pair  of  them  in  the  small  frame  .  “  luckiest  girl  ever  .  “  she  captioned  the  photo  before  sending  the  image  to  her  already  too  long  story  .  time  passed  by  quickly  and  soon  enough  the  couple  were  standing  at  pont  de  arts  ,  it  didn’t  take  too  long  to  find  an  empty  space  for  the  lock  that  xara  kept  in  the  back  pocket  of  her  jean  shorts  .  ‘  okay  ,  i’m  gonna  write  it  …  ’  the  female  began  as  nick  placed  her  delicately  on  the  concrete  .  ‘  because  no  offense  ,  baby  but  your  handwriting  sucks  .  ’  turning  away  from  the  male  as  she  pulled  out  her  pink  marker  ,  xara  began  to  scribble  on  the  golden  lock  .  nick  +  xara  ,  forever  and  ever ….  turning  around  ,  she  handed  the  lock  and  keys  to  nick  .    ‘  i’ll  let  you  clip  it  …  or  not  .  it’s  up  to  you  .  ’  she  added  ,  stepping  closer  to  the  male  .  ‘  ‘cause  once  you  do  ,  you’re  stuck  with  me  …  forever  and  ever  .  ‘  xara  informed  him  ,  repeating  what  she  had  written  on  the  lock  and  wrapping  her  arms  around  his  neck  .  ‘  i  love  you  ,  nicolas  fitzgerald  .  ‘  she  whispered  ,  leaning  in  to  kiss  him  for  the  tenth  time  in  five  minutes  

there was absolutely no where else nicolas fitzgerald would rather be ⁠— and he sure as hell wasn’t only talking about paris. the privilege of having xara back in his arms again, which was once thought impossible, wasn’t going unnoticed by nick. he knew he screwed up the last time. he knew that she had absolutely no reason to forgive him. he had nearly cost her the only job keeping her afloat. while nick pleaded with xara to consider letting him take care of her loans, she refused. he should’ve respected that and left it alone, but his ego got in the way instead. of course, all of that was in the past. his current predicament ? trying not to completely and utterly have a nervous breakdown in front of her. with his best version of a ‘ duck face ,’ the male’s hues traveled back to her phone’s camera. nick couldn’t help but let out another chuckle. “ trying to set me up with a bad angle, huh palmer ? “ he teased, his glance traveling back up to match her own gaze. nick rather enjoyed the light banter between them, the way the two were so utterly comfortable with each other spoke volumes about the stability of their relationship. not only were they a couple — hopefully a soon-to-be married couple — but they had grown to be best friends. “ bad handwriting ? bad ? sorry xar, not all of us have enough patience to check if our i’s are dotted or not. ” the redhead teases, lips curling upwards as he narrows his eyes over at xara, his words simultaneously lighthearted and filled with pure adoration. it humbled him to know that she still knew him like the back of her hand. then again, remembering their time together previously, there was no way he could ever forget anything about her either.  “ i would be honored to do the locking, my beautiful fi — ” crap. an almost fiancée slip ? that was a close one. letting out another cough to mask the utter screw up he had nearly made, nick finally managed to adjust the lock on the gate. tossing the key away, he couldn’t help but offer her another smile. forever and ever. if he had heard those words a few years back, he would’ve done anything to wake up from such an unfathomable nightmare. meeting xara, however, managed to make nick think of ‘ forever ’ as a dream. in fact, he wished that forever could’ve been longer — if that was even possible. as long as he had xara, everything else was trivial at best. forever and ever. what a damn blessing. if there was anything he needed in the world … anything that would guarantee him eternal happiness … it was forever with the love of his life. “ well, i’d love nothing more than to be stuck with you. forever and always, babe. the question is … will you be able to handle my duck faces and horrid handwriting ? “ another laugh escapes his lips, glancing back down at those beautiful lips of hers. god, he was a sucker for xara palmer. shifting a little in his arms to lean closer towards her, nick rests his palms upon her cheeks, as he looks over at the tiny pink haired beaut with amusement. “ i love you, baby. “ and who knew how much weight those three little words could hold ? especially when he was about to spend forever with the love of his life. nicolas fitzgerald certainly never did. not until he met xara palmer. a love story he still couldn’t quite fathom.

[lcthalswrites]

their  relationship  had  been  a  wild  ride  ever  since  the  beginning,  however  now,  the  pair  were  in  a  good  place  –––  a  place  where  they  could  just  love  one  another  and  not  have  to  worry  about  distrust  and  insecurities.  all  the  negativity  was  put  behind  them  once  the  female  ended  her  relationship  with  jaxon  and  rekindled  things  with  the  love  of  her  life.  sure,  at  first  jaxon  wasn’t  happy  with  the  decision  but  after  time,  the  realisation  that  he  would  never  be  able  to  compete  with  nick  and  xara’s  reassurance  that  she  would  always  love  him  platonically,  he  came  around  and  their  friendship  picked  up  where  it  left  off.  graduating  college  was  the  second  most  exciting  thing  to  happen  to  the  female,  the  first  obviously  being  getting  back  together  with  nick  but  it  meant  that  she  could  finally  hand  in  her  notice  at  the  gentleman’s  club  and  progress  in  her  preferred  area:  law.  but  passing  the  bar  and  law  school  could  wait,  she  was  finally  done  with  school  and  done  with  a  job  that  her  boyfriend  absolutely  hated,  it  was  time  to  let  loose  and  have  some  fun  –––  which  is  why  she  didn’t  hesitate  when  nick  asked  to  take  her  to  paris  for  the  anniversary,  although  she  did  insist  on  buying  her  own  ticket  –––  which,  of  course,  he  refused  forcing  xara  to  fake  pout  for  almost  the  entirety  of  the  journey.  arriving  in  the  city  of  love  took  her  breath  away,  she’s  been  to  paris  before  but  somehow  this  was  different  –––  it  seemed  even  more  magical.  however  xara  was  aware  that  it  was  less  about  the  place  and  more  about  the  person  she  was  with.  nicolas  fitzgerald.  the  current  and  only  love  of  her  life.  as  the  pair  ventured,  the  female  grew  happier  but  the  pain  her  new  heels  were  creating  caused  her  to  frown  –––  as  much  as  she  loved  exploring  paris,  she  couldn’t  wait  to  get  back  to  the  hotel  so  that  she  could  flick  off  the  heels.  giggling  as  the  male  attempted  the  french  language,  xara  pulled  him  closer,  kissing  him  quickly  before  repeating  his  words  in  a  much  more  accurate  accent.  “god,  you’re  such  an  american.”  the  girl  mocked  him  with  a  playful  eye  roll.  hit  with  a  sigh  of  relief  as  the  bridge  nick  was  speaking  about  came  into  view…  finally,  she  wouldn’t  have  to  put  up  with  this  pain  for  that  much  longer.  “wow.”  xara  began  with  a  laugh  when  the  male  explained  what  he  was  planning  to  do  on  the  bridge.  “you’re  definitely  the  corny  one  in  this  relationship…”  truthfully,  she  didn’t  care  –––  does  xara  usually  hate  being  corny,  yes.  but  she  was  so  in  love  with  nick  that  she  didn’t  care  anymore,  she  had  always  assumed  that  the  pair  were  way  past  corny  and  were  now  sickeningly  sweet  so  she  was  happy  to  prove  her  love  this  way,  it  didn’t  mean  that  the  red  head  was  safe  from  a  few  roastings  though.  “but  yes,  if  you  carry  me  the  rest  of  the  way,  we  can  totally  do  it!”  dropping  the  male’s  hand,  she  then  wrapped  her  arms  around  his  neck,  peppering  kisses  along  his  jawline,  not  caring  who  was  watching.  “so,  how’d  you  wanna  carry  me,  piggy  back  or  bridal  style?  i  vote  bridal  style  so  i  can  kiss  you  while  you  walk.”

— there was a sense of liberation knowing that tomorrow night, everything would be official. not that things weren’t already official, but the term ‘girlfriend’ just didn’t carry enough weight towards how much he loved xara. wife and soulmate were much better labels, and even those paled in comparison to the love they actually shared. exhaling out a hefty breath, nick couldn’t help but let out a laugh to himself. who would’ve thought, nicolas fitzgerald, would be getting hitched soon ? if anyone had told him that he would be proposing on top of the eiffel tower about five years ago, he probably would’ve told them to lay off the alcohol. he had never believed the pseudo myths regarding love. the concept of unity was something so foreign to him. something so intangible. a concept he accepted that he’d never attain — if it existed, anyway. but then came xara. the woman who had turned his entire life upside down in the best way possible. did he classify their relationship as love at first sight ? absolutely. to say that their relationship had been a whirlwind would be considered to be an understatement. in fact, nick concluded that every glowing word regarding the love they shared could be classified as an understatement. he shared flings with women, maybe even a morning after text if that, but the idea of true love ?  nonexistent until he met xara. their love was one for fairytales. he couldn’t wait until they had children of their own; a girl with her hair, or maybe a boy with her eyes, it didn’t matter. their future children were going to know that their parents were always going to be soulmates, no matter what. zoning back into the conversation, nick couldn’t only conjure up a half smile. he was too anxious to really be paying attention to their surroundings, but now, it was a must to steer xara away from the fact that something looked suspicious. holding his heart in mock sorrow, nick looked up at xara with a pout, his voice tainted with sarcasm. “ me ? cheesy ? please, how could you ever assume that of me ? ” as he finds himself intertwining their hands, he can feel something like adrenaline coursing through his veins. another goofy grin is thrown her way, shoulders rearing in for a shrug. “ that’s just the effect you have on me, so technically, it’s your fault. “ he let out a laugh, only teasing, of course. the effect of her kiss was enough to weaken his knees, adjusting himself to caress her cheek, locking their lips once again. nick could almost feel time suspend the minute he heard the word ‘ bridal. ‘ did she know ? she knew. oh my god, she knew. now wasn’t the time to panick though, even if she did know. he needed to pull it together. snapping out of it, once again, he couldn’t help but offer her a smile. “ of course, babe, “ he stated sheepishly, not comprehending exactly how to shut off his thoughts. “ c’mon. “ and just like that, he lifted her up, offering her another kiss — bridal style, of course.

[lcthalswrites]

to my wifey for lifey ( and nick’s wifey for lifey ) @hallowds 💖💍

        la vie en rose ... life was bliss for the two disbelieving souls who’d somehow found love in one another, never having conjured it possible. with their two year ‘anniversary’ nearing —discounting the few months they were apart — the perfect possible place to celebrate their unbelievable long term commitment to one another was none other than the city of love itself; paris. “— tourists and their pictures. i’m just trying to find that love bridge or whatever it was called. what did our tour guide say ? pont des arts ? i probably butchered that. don’t let our tour guide hear me, i don’t wanna be crucified, ” laughter fills the air as he playfully twirls her around before succumbing to yet another kiss, melting into her embrace. of course, this trip was going to be a milestone in their relationship. everything was going to change. maybe she could tell from his nerves, or maybe xara just mistook his nerves for his regular, antsy self. nick knew her like the back of his hand, but he couldn’t quite possibly guess if she had any idea about the proposal. worrying about her spotting the ring was stressful enough, and the thought had crossed his mind quite a couple of times — okay, maybe like a couple of hundred times — throughout the trip. he was going to purpose tomorrow night. a section of the eiffel tower secluded all for themselves. nick wasn’t a man of details; if it weren’t for xara, he wouldn’t pay attention to any. however, tomorrow night had to be perfect. anything for her had to be perfect. approximately 36 hours from now, he would be down on one knee, and like hell was he going to let anything get in the way. his thoughts were a blur, focused solely on the happiness he felt within — as though he’d escaped anything ever remotely considered ‘bad’ in his life only to find pure joy in a city thousands of miles away from her home. a city that they would recall to their children one day. nick rarely cared for onlookers, if ever, considering he’d been accustomed to it most of his life. however, he especially didn’t care now that he was in the arms of the woman he loved, without a care in the world. proposing on top of the tower wasn’t the problem — a possible rejection was. while their relationship was in the best state it had ever been, nerves were expected. towering over her, well and truly loaded with fresh pasta and dessert, nick manages to steady himself enough to look up at her with a assured expression. “ and yes ... i’m making you do the lock thing. no matter how cheesy it is. i know how much those jimmy choos are killing you, but c’mon. one more lock and we could go back to our hotel. ” what was nicolas fitzgerald besides a true diva ? in any case however, his words were laced with a smile. with xara, he’d yield to the idea of doing something as cheesy as writing their names on a lock and throwing away the keys over a bridge, just as every other pair of lovers did in a bid to declare their love — just as they would. softly caressing her cheek with his nose, he took a deep breath and sighed. “ let’s do the thing. but you might just have to make good on your promise to let me carry you there ...”

[lcthalswrites]

if  someone  had  told  xara  twenty  four  hours  that  in  the  near  future,  she  would  be  lying  in  bed  after  spending  a  night  with  nick  fitzgerald,  she  would  have  slapped  them  silly  for  taunting  and  playing  with  her  emotions  ––  yet  here  she  was,  not  long  woken  up,  head  resting  on  the  male’s  bare  chest.  xara  could  feel  his  heart  beat,  she  could  tell  it  was  racing  and  the  female  couldn’t  help  but  wonder  if  she  was  the  cause  of  that.  her  mind  rewound  itself  to  last  night,  after  the  male  beside  her  asked  her  to  stay  ––  the  pair  ended  up  kissing  and  although  the  guilt  constantly  ate  at  her,  they  didn’t  stop  until  the  early  hours  of  the  morning  when  they  fell  asleep.  as  awful  as  her  behaviour  was  and  she  was  very  aware  that  she  needed  to  tell  her  current  boyfriend  the  truth  and  end  things  with  him,  xara  hadn’t  been  this  happy  in  so  long,  no  one  would  ever  make  her  as  happy  as  nick  made  her,  she  just  wished  that  it  hadn’t  taken  this  long  to  realise.  as  much  as  she  loved  jaxon,  as  much  as  she  so  desperately  wanted  him  to  replace  nick  in  her  heart,  she  knew  that  he  wouldn’t.  nobody  ever  would  and  it  was  time  to  stop  pushing  him  away.  “good  morning,  baby.”  she  whispered  back,  voice  still  hoarse  and  groggy  from  her  screaming  last  night.  intertwining  her  legs  with  his,  xara  giggled  and  looked  back  up  at  the  male.  “it  was  perfect,  i  haven’t  slept  this  well  in  so  long.”  she  admitted  truthfully,  hoping  that  nick  would  understand  that  she  meant  the  last  time  that  they  were  together.  “i’m  hungry,  though.  can  we  get  breakfast?”  xara  pouted  in  the  red  head’s  direction  before  continuing,  “but  can  we  order  room  service?  i  look  and  feel  gross  and  i  also  don’t  wanna  be  snapped  by  the  lil’  paparazzi  people  that  follow  you  around  considering  i  haven’t  broken  up  with  jaxon  yet.”

no matter how hard he tried, nick always found himself succumbing to temptation when it came to xara palmer. perhaps he was weak, in that sense, or utterly determined to satisfy himself in the present, but.. it was a pattern. a habit, if you must. he very well knew he should stay away from his ex, especially when she was still with jaxon. he could feel every tingle upon his skin each time her eyes took him in, every trail of her gaze, every spark it lit up beneath his skin. and the guilt remained at bay, but still present, as he took her in also, daring and confident beneath the facades of a mask. last night was a dream, to say the least. an intoxicating dream that he never wanted to end. a dream he never thought he’d ever see again. as he finds himself in her arms once again, he can feel something like adrenaline coursing through his veins at the mere sight of her.  the effects of their kiss last night consumed him enough to entirely distract him from every external problem or ordeal or worry occurring in their life at present. even jaxon. enough to mesmerise him, caught up in whatever chemistry filled whirlwind there was between them. though they shifted along dangerous territory last night, a feat that could’ve very well ended up terribly wrong, nothing could distract from the feel of her lips against his. it was almost as though they were bulletproof when they were together. “ what a concidence. i just had the same thought. i guess that makes us what ... soulmates, huh ? “  a widespread grin instantly eased unto his features, laughter filling the air as he pulls her up into his arms, happily surprised by the positivity and happiness that radiates from her. frankly, it was contagious. as he manages to lean back and capture a glance at her features, he can’t help the amusement that overwhelms him. she truly was one of a kind. “ xara palmer and room service. am i actually in heaven ? ” he beams, intertwining their legs before glancing up at her with utter bliss.  light conversation ignited from familiar laughs and, above all else, a light air between them. how he’d missed this. “ you already know that i’m down for that,” reaching over to grab the menu, he props up the contents between them before turning back towards her. “ do you think it’s too early for a few mimosas ? i feel like it would be stupid not to celebrate, “ another laugh is emitted from his lips, peering back over at the menu. at her next comment, he couldn’t help but roll his eyes. one thing that never failed to surprise him was xara ever thinking of herself as gross. he found himself slightly more comfortable to joke around with her now since their newfound reunion. “ you know ... one thing i didn’t miss about you ... ” arching his brows at xara, nick can’t help his lips as they turn upwards, utter amusement filling his core as he bumps her side with his own. “ ... is that you actually believe that you have the ability to look gross. ‘cause babe, i’m telling you right now that you could never look gross. if we’re being real, i think you’re part alien ‘cause you’re freakishly beautiful. it isn’t normal. i mean, who could look absolutley stunning while screaming at the top of their lungs ? funny enough, only you. “ what was nicolas fitzgerald’s purpose in life if not to remind xara that she looked gorgeous at every waking moment ? he knew he was lucky, in fact, he still couldn’t even believe that he landed his dream girl. at the mention of jaxon, nick’s smile altered into a tight line. “ yeah, of course. anything, “ he assured with a light squeeze of her hand, momentarily averting his gaze away from her. “ hey ... can i ask you something ? “ he posed, glancing back over at her now. “ were you ever in love with him ? “ @siirens