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streamy ┊ carter &' bella. ☀

"So? Oscars don’t mean anything. Leonardo DiCaprio is one of the best actors to date, and he doesn’t have any Oscars. They’re just some shitty little ornament… thing that means fuck all in the real world.” He shrugged, stringing his sentences as if they were meaningful and he knew what he was saying, but he in fact had no idea. It was just a bunch of bullshit that happened to be true, albeit made up on the spot. He was a little taken aback as she sat herself between his legs, and he placed his hands down by his sides for a moment, feeling a little awkward as to where to put them, before he settled on running on through his hair and keeping it behind his neck, supporting it so he could look forward a little better.

"Bella, can you —" Carter let his head hang low for a moment as Bella began to move, and god, was it fucking annoying. He was entirely convinced that she was doing it on purpose because she was either a) bored herself, or b) content with watching Carter suffer. He let out a rather loud and guttural groan, soon followed by his hands gripping at Bella’s waist as a loud mumbled of profanities fell from his lips. “Stop moving.”

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"But Leonardo DiCaprio has Golden Globes, which means he is an amazing actor with amazing movies. And, b) I never saw Titanic and want to watch it." She pointed out while waving her finger infront of his face, listening all the reasons. Throwing her head back on his shoulder, Bella couldn't help but gaze at him. At his good defined jawline, at his stubble, at pretty much everything she thought was perfect or beautiful about him (And trust me, that's a damn long list, although Bella would never admit it.). And in a matter of seconds, her lips found his jaw, pressing open-mouth kisses to it before she found herself tugging on the skin, letting her teeth sink in.

Things always got heated quickly between these two, since Bella arrived in Bern actually and he invited her to Starbucks. Or the time she got a nose piercing with him; she would never tell him, but she thinks about getting another one. Carter just made her do things she never would, and now, she found herself nibbling at his earlobe out of boredom.

#THIS IS SO BAD AND SO LATE BUT HIILY #p:carter #p:s

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"I—— It is so warm and I can’t sleep without it, okay?" Bella exclaimed, feeling her cheeks burn up. She had a bright red blush on her face as she grabbed the sweater and pulled it over her head. It fell loosely down her sides and her arms, making her look even smaller in it....

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Bella couldn't help but chuckle at how hard he had to control himself. "Bored? Carter, Thierse movie won like, hundred Oscars. It really happened, it makes people cry, it has a sex scene and you're bored?" She wasn't surprised, but annoyed. Annoyed that he can't sit still for a moment, so she got up and sat right between his legs. "Stop moving." She growled and send him a glare. "I love this movie more than Forrest Gump so, sh." And with that, she turned around once again and stared at the television, her eyes not leaving the screen. In all honestly, she was mad at Carter. Mad at him since an anonymous number texted her and asked her if they're dating because he's getting on it with a blonde bimbo.

She disliked the fact that he's a pro at hiding his feelings. Disliked that he won't open up and won't tell her why he doesn't want to be with her. It kept her awake at night. Got her crying more than once and made her feel insecure. She couldn't keep on going like that. It he likes her, she'll stay, if he doesn't, she'll leave. The brunette let out a huff when she realized that she wasn't comfortable at all, so she started moving, and moving, and moving. On his lap. She didn't do it on purpose, she really didn't. (Which was surprising because Bella is the devil when it comes to teasing.) And of course, she thought she felt him... getting excited.

#THIS IS BAD BUT HELLO BBY ILY #p:carter #p:s

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PARDON ME

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carson: i'm so horny, fuck

bella: I'm about to shoooweeer want a picture? 😘

#t:carson #bAE

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Carter couldn’t help but complain, constantly, about shitty this film was. Titanic. Fucking titanic. Of all things, it had to be titanic, and even the idea of sex didn’t seem to be making the experience any better for him as he settled himself down on the sofa with Bella, letting a sigh of boredom and tiredness fall from his plush lips. He turned his head to watch as she nestled against his side, and he (somewhat reluctantly) raised an arm to place on her shoulders and bring her somewhat closer. And even with that done, he was still complaining throughout the movie. Even when she started speaking, he was halfway talking about how shitty the actors were, until he finally raised an eyebrow and turned his head. “What? Of mine?” He asked, never really remembering what he had left, but shrugging nevertheless and letting her go and get it.

"Huh? Yeah, yeah, I can help." He mumbled dryly, groaning at the thought of getting up, but somewhat happy that he no longer had to sit through the movie alone for longer than a minute. As he walked into her room, his eyes widened, and he took a small step back at the sight in front of him. "Why are you in your underwear?" He mumbled the question quietly, eyebrows furrowed as his eyes wandered down her body (as much as he tried to advert them), before he shook his head and snapped out of the small trance she seemed to have hi in. He nodded at her question, reaching up high to retrieve what she was attempting to get, before he gave her a look with furrowed eyebrows. "Why have you got my sweater, Bells?" He asked a with a small smile on his face, tossing it to her softly.

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"I---- It is so warm and I can't sleep without it, okay?" Bella exclaimed, feeling her cheeks burn up. She had a bright red blush on her face as she grabbed the sweater and pulled it over her head. It fell loosely down her sides and her arms, making her look even smaller in it. Carter's sweater smelled like cologne and sweat, mixed with Bella's perfume. "How do I look?" The brunette joked and turned around, her back facing him, so she could wiggle with her bum, a giggle falling from her lips. "I won't give it back, though." Reaching up, she pecked his lips softly and grabbed his hand, leading him back to the living room. Bella couldn't help but steal small glanced of Carter every time Jack and Rose kissed (let's be real, they kiss a he'll of a lot in the movie.) and secretly (and reluctantly) wish he'd lean in and press his chapped, soft lips against hers, his cool lip ring sliding against her lower lip, sending chills down her spine. But she quickly shook the thought of; he didn't even like her. And she's being a fool. Bella swung her in knee high socks wrapped legs on his lap, an innocent smirk on her face considering she had nothing but black lace knickers under his sweater and it made her feel overly confident knowing what effect it had on him.

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streamy ┊ carter &' bella. ☀

"Stop whining. It’s not even that boring, beau. Titanic is actually really interesting.” Bella exclaimed and looked back at the blonde boy sitting on her couch. Winking at him, she made her way to the kitchen and came back with two glasses and lemonade, placing them on the table. ‘Also;” The brunette started and sat on the floor in front of the TV, searching for the movie. “There’s a really streamy sex scene in the middle of it. And you like sex, right? I do, too, so shut up.” And with that, she pressed play and plopped in the couch next to him, putting her head on his shoulder with a light smile on her face.

Halfway through the movie, Bella glanced at Carter, a smile creeping onto her face as she got up, shoot him a big grin and pressed on pause. “I still have something of yours here.” She quickly made her way towards her room, storming into it. Looking through her closet, she saw the familiar piece of black, thin material on the highest shelf. The brunette may or may not had stolen Carter’s sweater, but now she wanted to surprise him by putting it on with nothing under it. The petite girl gripped at her own sweater and pulled it over her head, soon followed by her pants. A sigh escaped her lips and she couldn’t help but jump a little in an attempt to reach it. It was on the highest shelf. On the highest. And she was 5”1. “Carter? Could you please come?”

#sorry bby my bro came over and i forgoooott ittt #p:carter #p:s

outgoing text to; rude british fresh meat☕

carson: i'll take care of that for you ;)

bella: will u rlllyyyyy

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bella: im horny

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bella: ayeeeeee

#t:carson #'FRESH MEAT'#WOW ISABELLA

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“I have no idea what you just fucking said but I’m pretty sure you just called me a cow. And just so you know, your French is turning me on, and that doesn’t happen when most girls talk, babe.”