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text → gf
Ella: secrets don't make friends
Ella: he will not. he knows i like silas :)
Phara: if it's something impactful as this it does
Phara: are you sure about that? bc he's super protective and probs doesn't think he's worthy
TEXT ✉️ PHARA
silas: im 100% sure about my feelings for you i've only been this stupid because im in love with you
silas: you've always protected me and you've done an amazing job
silas: don't apologize, we both know how i would have acted if this situation were reversed lol
phara: you're in love with me? silas that's a huge thing...a serious thing to tell somebody. are you sure??
phara: i try my best. you're important to me
phara: you would've acted a fool and turned into the incredible hulk
text → gf
Ella: im ur annoying lil kid
Ella: u want me to beat him up cause i think vincent's doing that part
Phara: unfortunately i can't put you back where i found you
Phara: you told v??? i swear you can't hold water
Phara: you know he will kill silas right???
text → gf
Ella: :) I have a life u asshat
Ella: phara. He has A LOT of feelings about you. You know that right?
Phara: do you now?? where??? bc you seem to be always in mine like an annoying lil kid
Phara: so he keeps telling me but actions speak louder than words and him going on a date is not helping prove that in the slightest
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natasha: post work out vibes natasha: i hate leg day so much
phara: i would never step foot in a gym phara: i’m so blessed that the gods graced me with beautiful, toned legs
TEXT ✉️ PHARA
silas: of course i mean it...i've never been more sure about anything
silas: im always going to protect you even if you don't feel like you need it
silas: i'm sorry if i hurt you :(
phara: so you're sure about your feelings for me?? then tell me. tell me again how you truly feel
phara: you know i'll do the same for you in a heartbeat...i mean i have been so far. i think i do a pretty good job
phara: it's not okay, but i do accept your apology..i guess i feel bad about being a ragin bitch
it was time vinnie take a moment away from himself. told his mom he wouldn’t stop by tonight, he took a step back from all the studying, he even told himself tonight was going to be work-free. he had a friend who was in need, and a stomach craving something terrible for him. so it was a match made in heaven. vinnie stopped by his favorite take-out joint, picking up two bags filled with an assortment of goods (they wouldn’t eat it all tonight, of course, but it’d leave him with a good weeks worth of leftovers). then found himself trudging to phara’s, piping hot bags in his hands.
to him, it sounded like things were kind of a mess. granted, ella was terrible at giving him details, whether that was his fault or he wasn’t given much to begin with. really, though, all that mattered was phara was hurt, and needed someone who wasn’t going to tell her something one way or the other. who might also offer to beat up the boy who hurt her (which he would gladly do if she called for it). bros or not, he and phara were basically blood. he managed to knock on her door with his hands full, announcing his arrival but letting himself in anyways. he popped his head in with a friendly smirk. “ special delivery from the world’s bestest friend. “ he cooed, sticking at arm through with just one of the brown bags, grease stains already seeping through. // @phara-h !!
Phase one of trying to relax after a day without stress was just complete, being a hot bubble bath. Her love life was a mess and it seemed like everyone in New York knew it. She went from a complete nobody to a somebody in the blink of an eye. The newfound notoriety was beyond annoying and she just wanted to disappear. She sighed as she walked into her living room, running her fingers through her silver and raven rapunzel box braids. Her cell phone sat on the cushion next to her, surprisingly silent, which was a relief because it’s been blowing up for the past few days.
Letting the television sooth the quietness of her apartment, she allowed her eyes to drift closed, her thoughts running wild in her head. A knock at the door, however, snapped her out of her peace and quiet. Before she could even ask who it is was a familiar voice bounced off the walls. Making her way around the corner, she saw her best friend and a greased stained bag, her two favorites. Grabbing the bag of food, she finished opening the door and made her way back into the living room.”Aww!! You shouldn’t have but I will gladly take it.” She looked at her friend, who she considered a sibling. “What brings you here bearing gifts? You better not be tellin’ me you’re goin’ to jail.” She teased.
Admittedly, this is probably the most out-of-the-blue thing that has happened to him in a very long time. It’s almost surreal, seeing her there bathed in the sunlight, shirked from her normally dark attire for something lighter, like she meant to match the day. His heart-rate picks up in his chest, pulse filling his ears so loudly it almost – almost – drowns out her words, and he twists his hands against the stroller, wanting to let go, but unable to. Moving his foot, he quickly puts the breaks on it so it won’t roll away should he work up the courage to actually release his vice-grip on it, and he’s trying to keep his breaths slow, keep them even. He doesn’t need to showcase how worked up he is about just seeing her, and he certainly doesn’t need to show off the myriad of sickeningly beautiful memories that had come rushing into his head like the floodgates had been opened at just the sight of her. Instead, he forces himself to tear his gaze away, flickering it down to the ground for a moment before looking back up again, though he’s trying to avoid her eyes. It’s easier said than done when all he wants to do is check and see if his memory is doing justice to the way he remembers how the sun filters down into them; makes them appear vibrant, border-line clear green, like looking up through a canopy of leaves when you’re stood in the middle of a forest on a bright day.
Waiting too long to respond is the same as saying he’s shaken up, right there blatantly for her to hear, and he’s trying to keep it together as he forces a little smile onto his lips, coming out more as an odd kinda smirk than something he might’ve given to her before. Once upon a time and all that. “Hey. Um. It’s good to see you.” That sounds strained and awkward even to his own ears, and he mentally kicks himself, finally prying his fingers loose and bringing a hand up to scratch at his jaw, a habit of his that usually comes through when he’s nervous. He doesn’t seem to notice it. Maybe she won’t either, though that’s decidedly less likely, all things considered. “Are you between classes?” He doesn’t know her schedule this semester, so it’s both a painful and obvious question to ask. The little things are what get to him the most, like how when he sees something that reminds him of her, he can no longer send her a picture of it or a text describing it. He can’t buy it when he’s got some rare spare money to spend, when all he wants to do is give her the world, one piece at a time. It feels weird. It feels really, really weird. One day he could’ve shared everything with her, and the next he was fucking destroying it, and he didn’t expect the aftermath to be so goddamn desolate, but here they are. Awkward, stilted conversation.
A knot formed in her stomach that was hard for her to ignore and she felt as if she was about to be sick. She never would’ve thought a million years that she would be face to face with the guy that left her completely heartbroken. And seeing him pushing a stroller added insult to injury. Phara tried to move her eyes away from him but she couldn’t help but stare. He looked like the same ol’ Nixon but with a kid. How could he possibly be dumb enough to produce a kid??? With her, he was always so careful to make sure no mistakes come from the embraces of passion because they had dreams and goals to obtain but how was he suppose to do that now? Phara had so many questions that she knew she wouldn’t get the answers to because over it wasn’t her business to have those answers. Nixon wasn’t her worry anymore, anyway.
Phara waited for patiently for the male’s response, knowing the fact she didn’t try to avoid him caught him off guard. If her body ever decided to listen to her mind, she probably would’ve been a blur to the rest of the city because she would’ve ran out of the park so fast until her legs practically gave out. “It’s good to see you too. So, how have you been? Relative?” She referred to the baby, the obvious elephant in the hypothetical room. Emerald eyes traced over the male’s features, each one reminds her of the times they were together, from his warm eyes to his contagious, kilowatt smile. They all hold memories that she had buried. “There were no classes today. I guess my professors had plans for the amazin’ weather.” He remembered. She hadn’t even mentioned it and he remembered that she was still in school. It was minor but the minor things always counted. A sigh idly left her lips, she never thought how hard this was going to be. They went from being head over heels for each other to complete strangers. Fate had screwed them.
[ SILAS OKUDA & PHARA HOISE // MOODBOARD: 003 ]
“The great loves are the crazy ones.”
@phara-h
I was just thinking, I mean… and I know it’s kind of a weird time, but I was just wondering, um… what is gonna happen to us on Monday, when we’re all together again? I mean, I consider you guys my friends. I’m not wrong, am I?
3.02/3.08
TEXT ✉️ PHARA
silas: i understand that and i thought about all of that before i told you my feelings as well
silas: im not going to drop you because you mean more to me than any girl im just taking out on casual coffee dates phara
silas: you may be able to handle it but i still don't want to subject you to it my parents have fucked me up completely you know that but they dont matter because it's not worth losing you over
phara: you really mean that??? are you sure this is what you want???
phara: that's the thing i don't need to be protected and if i loved you in the first place ppl's opinions about me especially your parents shouldn't drive me away
phara: i will always be by your side...no matter what
