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@nessalopez-blog
thejuicylopez:
Thanksgiving is terrible too. Have you been to Lima Heights? It’s not exactly New York.
I may have been to your house once or twice, but I have yet to explore the entire neighborhood. Oh, Christmas in New York was amazing, I truly miss being there the most during this time of the year.
hold your breath ↝ vanbelle
porterisabelle:
Izzy nodded, smiling, even as she felt like any words the other girl was saying were fleeting, if only because she couldn’t focus on them. At any other moment she’d feel horrible for not listening. But usually, she wasn’t under Vanessa’s eyes.
They stood there for a second, at least, in Izzy’s case just looking for the first time without feeling bad.
Her hand rose up slowly, hesitant, almost flinching in the air, her lip tied up in her teeth as she softly pressed it to Vanessa’s cheek. And the best part? Her skin really was as soft as Isabelle always thought. Fear, and a little bit of excitement bubbled in her chest. She leaned in slowly, feeling their noses brush before their lips, her thumb tracing the curve of her cheek as she kissed her. Not like she had at the party, no, this was innocent, and soft, and careful, like everything Isabelle felt for her.
With her eyes still focused on Izzy’s, as the blond drew closer, placing her palm ever so softly on her cheek, the Latina shivered, her skin burning under the simple touch. In that exact moment, she was extremely terrified, yet sure at the same time. Sure that it was Isabelle that she wanted, and no one else. And as the blonde kissed her, her eyes fell shut and Vanessa’s mind went blank, kissing her back instantly as a sweet smile graced her features as she did.
Vanessa’s hand reached out for her, landing on the back of her neck, while her other hand fell on her waist, pulling her closer. Being bold, she deepened their kiss slightly as she tilted her head, almost as if she was hungry for even more.
astar-rose:
I must be that type of person, too, because I already have Christmas lights up in my room. I tend to do that right after Halloween to get in the Thanksgiving/Christmas/Fall season.
Really? What color are they? I might be trying to prove a point to my cousin, who tried to make me get those tacky, colorful lights. While I, being the proven superior decorator, went with white lights.
How rude of me not to introduce myself first, since we haven’t met before. I’m Nessa, short for Vanessa, of course. And you are...?
hold your breath ↝ vanbelle
porterisabelle:
There it was. The leap from her heart to her throat. The feeling of jumpiness suddenly taking over the blonde, like the tips of her toes were being pricked with electricity. But how could she feel anything else? It was Vanessa. Beautiful, daring Vanessa. It wasn’t until they’d become close that Izzy realized she obviously had a type. The type being? The kind of women that were like storms. One’s Isabelle would happily fall head first into.
“H-hey.” She stuttered, trying not to flush, trying not to give away the tale-tell signs that she was nervous as all hell. But it was Vanessa. And apparently that feeling only seemed to dim when she was drunk enough to think things were a dream. But that goofy smile on her face? It was always there when Vanessa was around.
She couldn’t recall a time in her life where she had been this nervous about anything, or anyone for that matter. But, there was something about Isabelle that simply made her weak, in the best way possible. Vanessa never really let her guard down enough to fall for anyone, which would explain her never actually being in a relationship before. She had always put herself, and her own agenda first. Still, this feeling she got when being around her friend, just felt too good to ignore.
It had been hard not seeing her for a period of time, though as soon as they reunited at the Smythe’s Halloween party, it felt as though no time had passed at all. Simply seeing Izzy’s face had made her feel warm inside, like her body awakened. And kissing her? It had felt more right than anything else in the world.
“I came as soon as I could. My teacher wasn’t too keen on me missing class, but with the right excuse, anything’s possible,” the Latina chuckled, now standing face to face with the girl she had incredibly strong feelings for. Feelings that she did not quite know what to do with, if she was being honest. Moments after, she looked Izzy in the eyes, with a certain glow to her own, as if she was trying to ell her something.
thejuicylopez:
My mom is that kind of person too and it drives me insane. There is already Christmas songs playing in our house and it’s not even Thanksgiving. I need to save you. I believe you are better than this, Ness.
Please. Thanksgiving is nothing compared to Christmas. The sooner you realize that, the better.
phuckedjake:
Alright, alright. I’ll chill out with the babe comments.
You okay though? For real.
At least you’re smart enough to know when to stop. I’m impressed. Half of the guys at this school literally doesn’t have your brain capacity.
I am, at least now. Kind of had a thing that happened, but it all worked out. Not gonna lie though, you caring? That’s a new one.
berryleila:
I’m sure if you tried really hard enough you could manage to figure it out. You may be a Cheerio but I’m sure you’re not that dumb. So, what’s got your Cheerio spanx in such a twist?
Snoopy much? Thought you’d figure by now, that my life is none of your business.
hold your breath ↝ vanbelle
porterisabelle:
Isabelle didn’t miss class. She had most of her teachers’ numbers in her phone, she had perfect attendance. But today? There was a little bit of an exception. With Vanessa. With the girl she hadn’t spoken to in months before now because it was all too much. Because she was smiling too big and texting back too fast and feeling too much. But they’d gotten back to a comfortable, familar friendship. After the party, at least after what Nessa had told her, she assumed it would go back to those quiet months, hopefully without any tension between her and the Cheerios due to her random kiss to someone who didn’t like her back.
The exception was that Nessa had texted her. And it felt like a prank. Really, truly. But Isabelle didn’t want to take the chance if it wasn’t. If only so she didn’t have to feel so horribly guilty for ruining something.
“Nessa?” She asked softly, ducking into the bathroom and glancing around.
Vanessa had debated the entire day before whether or not to text her friend. Deciding that it was the right thing to do, since she didn’t want Izzy to think she didn’t like her that way, when indeed, she did. Though it was hard for the Latina taking that step, she ultimately knew what she wanted.
Though she never missed a class usually, she figured this would be the only exception. Izzy had asked her to meet her in the bathroom, next to the gym, via text. And even though it was just that, just a text, it made her heard pound, and speed up rapidly. She didn’t know what to expect at all. Did she just want to talk? Did she want to talk about their feelings? Did she want to kiss her again? Not knowing gave her anxiety, as she didn’t do well with anything being unplanned. Though, this gave her something else as well. It made her excited.
She arrived a little bit late, bit as on cue, Izzy spoke her name the very second she opened the bathroom door. “Hey,” she said, smiling softly while walking towards the blonde.
TEXT ✉ VANBELLE
ISABELLE: I don't know! I'm a very confused person most of the time.
ISABELLE: Vanessa I really, really wanted to kiss you too.
ISABELLE: Meet me in the bathroom by the gym?
VANESSA: You say that like I don't know that, haha.
VANESSA: Really?
VANESSA: I'll be there in 10.
TEXT ✉ VANBELLE
ISABELLE: Really?
ISABELLE: You're not just saying that to make me feel better
ISABELLE: Of course you're not you're not-
ISABELLE: You really wanted to kiss me?
VANESSA: Why would I say something that just to make you feel better?
VANESSA: Yes, I really did.
TEXT ✉ VANBELLE
ISABELLE: You wanted to kiss me?
VANESSA: So bad. [UNSENT]
VANESSA: Of course I wanted to.
TEXT ✉ VANBELLE
ISABELLE: What did you want to say...
VANESSA: That I wanted to kiss you too.
VANESSA: But I didn't and that was so stupid of me, I'm sorry.
TEXT ✉ VANBELLE
ISABELLE: I'm sorry, I just was scared.
ISABELLE: I know I messed up.
VANESSA: You didn't, I did.
VANESSA: I could've literally said anything and instead I said that. I could've said what I wanted to say instead, but I didn't.
TEXT ✉ VANBELLE
ISABELLE: Hi.
ISABELLE: Yes, yeah of course.
VANESSA: About last night...
VANESSA: What we talked about.
VANESSA: You just hung up before I could say anything so I thought I'd try again before it's too late.
TEXT ✉ VANBELLE
VANESSA: Hey.
VANESSA: Can we talk?
berryleila:
Go figure you’re that person.
Once again, you skanks have found a way to weasel yourselves onto my post. Moments like this, I wish there was some sort of button I could press to keep you from reblogging my posts and keep from unfollowing you, since I don’t wanna be that rude.
