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. "& we could fool the datelines, we could jump the state lines. i don't always play nice, but i wanna feel your heartlines. i'll pick you up at midnight, we'll run to beat the sunlight. we only get the one life. & i wanna feel your heartlines. i wanna feel your heart." mica / 20+ / uruguay

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malcfactors:

For the most part, it was pretty hard to lie to Emma, despite how young she was she was pretty smart when it came to reading people. Or maybe if was just him seeing as they had spent so much time together. Really, somewhere behind all that he’s learned being reared from his parents, he was sweet. He wanted something real and he wanted to be good but he couldn’t. He couldn’t do it on his own. It was girls like her that helped him keep up what he wanted to be and feel. Nothing. Or at least that’s what he thought. Eventually their fights started being less insincere and more about feelings, eventually, he started noticing how much he cared about where she was, what she was doing, who she was doing and it just fucked him up. He couldn’t give any more than he was giving and he didn’t want to disappoint. It was maybe his greatest fear to be disappointing. “Hard not to be narcissistic when we’ve ben arguing half an hour about you not getting to fuck me anymore, Em.” He admits, a small smirk coming across his in the face of what otherwise has been a serious argument. She’d be crazy to think that had anything to do with why he was trying to separate himself from her, if anything that was the problem. “You’re crazy if you think I don’t want to fuck you. That’s part of the reason being around you is fucking corporal punishment.” His eyes scan over her. “I’ll help you. I want to but keep the hem of your close at finger-tip level, yeah? No spreading your legs in my car.”

She rolled her eyes at his comment, perhaps the gesture she most commonly used with him because he was usually so damn frustrating it made her cringe sometimes. She was too young for him, and he was too old to be playing these games, and maybe that dysfunction is what kept them together. If you could even say that’s what they were. “Well, yeah, okay, maybe I’m throwing a hissy fit, but so are you. We both started acting like children and only just now this is starting to sound like an adult conversation.” she said. She could take part of the blame, but not all of it. Her ego wouldn’t allow her too, and it also wouldn’t be fair because he was to blame as much as she was. “Then fuck me. I don’t know what to say.” she said, speaking with her hands like she always did. His next words, though, have her smirking in a fucked up way only she could smile when asked with such comments. “I’ve spread my legs in your car plenty of times before.” she reminded him playfully, a soft laugh leaving her lips as she’s shaking her head. “But yes, I get it. I’m cool with that. Your car, your rules.”

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fcdedlegends:

delilah melted into her boyfriends touch right as he wrapped his arms around her. she always felt so safe, and so wanted in his arms. like she was so important. she’d never really felt important before. nick made her so happy, and made her feel things that she’d never felt before. he’d taught her so much about the world already. not even just drug stuff, but he’d been so good about teaching her about sex and expressing how she feels, and if she was being completely honest, she thought she was getting very good at all the sexy stuff they did. “so beautiful.” the small brunette hummed, turning her head after he kissed her cheek to press a kiss to his lips. she wasn’t usually one for pda, but the drugs in her system were throwing a lot of her usually shy personality out the window. “thank you, you’re so sweet.” she grinned, not being able to stop the rush of color that spread across her freckled cheeks at his compliment. “i’m having the most wonderful time, nick. my whole body just feels so, good.” she gushed, not being able to explain it anyway else. “and i just want to kiss you so much?” a giggle escaped her as she pressed another kiss to his lips, and then one to his cheek. “i’m just so happy.” 

nick closed his dark eyes to enjoy the feeling of her plump lips on his own, his fingertips basking in the feeling of the warm skin of her waist below them, and he just feels complete in a way he hasn’t felt many times before in his life. he know’s he’s not the easiest person to be around, not the easiest man to love. grand gestures never come naturally for him, but she’s got him trying and that’s really all he can do. but he lives for the sight of that little smile telling him he’s not doing an awful job at making her as happy as she deserves to be. “i’m glad you’re happy, princess.” he mumbles near her ear, kissing her neck for a brief moment before he’s pulling away and offering her his water bottle with a grin on his face. “you gotta stay hydrated, though, okay? don’t want my girl passing out on me. gotta keep that pretty ass healthy.” he says.

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bittersweetloves:

                             His words are like a bitter reminder. It was like this back when they were together, too. As much as she hated to admit, she was never one to handle her liquor too well, and even sober, she was theatric. It was always trials and tribulations with her, only ever one ignored text too long for the waterworks to switch on. She was needy at best and overbearing at worst, and always one for the dramatics, his mention of a scene was more like an invitation. ❝ A scene? That’s all you care about? Me fucking embarrassing you in front of everyone? ❞ It’s slurred yet spiteful, eyes narrowed. Her grip on the red plastic in her hands tightens, and her lips purse, gaze scrutinizing the girl on his lap. She was so terribly envious, so jealous it only added to the spinning that was going on in her head but she would ignore that for the greater good of getting her point across. It’s as if, despite the fact that her head was so comfortably on his shoulder moments ago, he burned to the touch once more. ❝ These are my friends, too, you know. I can be here, and I can be drunk off my goddamn ass, and I can make as big of a scene as I want to. And the girl on your lap could use a quick stop in the bathroom and some face powder. ❞ Because she wants the competition gone, and she wants his full attention, especially now that her voice is rising and her heart is pounding. That same sickening rush she always got when she claimed the spotlight. 

           “Harley, calm down.” he spoke, a sigh of pure frustration leaving his mouth as he softly removes the other girl from his lap. And suddenly his tall frame is taking form when he stands up and towers above the blonde beauty. Because that was undeniable. She was utterly and completely breathtakingly beautiful, and even now that they weren’t together, it still caught him off guard sometimes because he admittedly wasn’t any less attracted to her than he used to be. “I know why you’re here at this party. I meant what are you trying to do here, talking to me.” he questioned, and he didn’t mean to sound rude, but he didn’t really know how to approach the situation on a different manner. “Hey, don’t talk to her like that? She’s done nothing to you.” he defended the stranger that had been on his lap only moments before. His intentions were good, but sometimes he fell short trying to act on them, so he truly wasn’t able to add anything more to his defense, watching it fall flat the more his eyes settled on his ex girlfriend. “What do you want from me, Har? We’re done. You know we are. And for good reason. We’re no good for each other.”

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fcdedlegends:

he couldn’t help but admire how fucking beautiful madison was. he honestly could not believe that he had found her again, and although the festival was almost over, he was grateful for even a moment of her time. “just our luck.” coop agreed with a laugh. he glanced back at the girl clinging to her boyfriend, nodding his head slightly. “i remember her. didn’t she make us wedding rings out of a flower crown she found on the floor?” if he was honest, last years festival was pretty fuzzy at times, but he couldn’t ever forget the most beautiful girl in the world. it was crazy. her big pretty eyes, adorable little smile, even every damn curve of her body was fucking perfect. cooper wasn’t one to have sex with girls after just meeting them. he liked to think of himself as a gentleman, and liked to get to know a girl before they got intimate like that. and he’d done things with madison he’d never done before, but he didn’t regret a minute of it. there was just something about the small girl that drew him in. he couldn’t explain it, but he didn’t really need to explain his feelings to anyone anyways. “i could tell. you were definitely having a lot of fun.” the male teased, scratching at his chin for a brief second. he nearly fucking melted at the way her eyes lit up at his question, and he took her little hand without much hesitation, intertwining their fingers like he had only a year ago. “then by all means, let’s go!” he started pulling her in that direction, not being able to wipe his smile off of his face. 

“yes, yes she did. which is honestly the most delilah thing i’ve ever seen her do.” she joked, chuckling a little as she recalled the memories of last year’s festival. cooper had been, without a doubt, the highlight of the weekend, so much so that in one whole year she hadn’t been able to go a day without him crossing her mind at least once. madison didn’t sleep around, she wasn’t that kind of girl and while she wasn’t one to judge girls who did, hooking up just wasn’t for her. she needed more than just that. but with cooper everything had been so different from the start, because even if she’d only known him for a day, it felt like more. maybe it was the drugs and the alcohol and just the entire vibe and illusion that surrounds the festival itself, that made her more carefree. but it felt like there was so much more there between them, so when they ended up stumbling back into her tent, clothes falling off of them with desperation and they rolled around each other with raw passion, it made sense. somehow he made it so that having wild sex in a tent with a stranger made sense inside her head, and she didn’t regret a second of it. “i was, the 1975 were playing. did you catch their set yesterday? it was so good!” she said, easily falling into conversation with the guy she’d been crushing on hard for the past year, her heart racing at the feeling of their intertwined hands. his smile was gorgeous. the damn boy was fucking gorgeous, mad was sure he belonged in a damn abercrombie ad. and he was kind, and respectful, and considerate, and from what she could remember, they had a ton of things in common. “hey, wait. this time i’m not leaving this place without your number. here.” she said, passing him her unlocked phone with a cheerful smile on her face.<

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exxposcd:

“people are assholes,” she stated as she tucked a strand of hair behind her ear. she felt bad that he was covered in beer at his own birthday party, but the guy was still running through the house and there was nothing she could do about it. “thanks,” she blushed slightly. god she was so bad at taking compliments, her cheeks always turned bright red. “he’s the one smooth talking my friends,” she laughed a little. “lets go to the kitchen, we can get cleaned up and theres less people in there.” tyler had had enough of this party, but she couldn’t exactly say that to him could she?

the sudden blush on her cheeks didn’t go unnoticed, and it fact, he thought it was really freaking cute, it suited her in a way. and he found the wheels inside his brain turning trying to think of ways to make her blush again. when she mentioned she’d seen his twin smooth talking her friends, he chuckled softly, his eyes lighting up at the sight of her when their eyes met. “okay, that does sound like maddox, alright.” he offered playfully. her words were sweet, and he nodded along to them, agreeing to follow her pretty much anywhere. “alright, let’s go, i like the way you think, tyler. it’s a little too crowded in here.”

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exxposcd:

“you’re being dramatic,” he groaned. “i know she loves me, who’s to say that i don’t feel the same way.” it was obvious he didn’t, but he wasn’t sure anymore how to show that he loved someone. his view of love was warped, but that was a whole other story. “would it make you feel better if i broke up with her?”

“and you’re being insensitive as hell!” she sighed out in frustration, sitting back down on the couch. the blonde rolled her eyes when he implied that he might love his girlfriend too. she couldn’t help but laugh at his next question, disbelief clear in her blue eyes. “do you even hear yourself when you talk? you just said two seconds ago that you love her.”

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exxposcd:

she let out a small breath, of course he had to work. he always had to work. “you’re always going to be tired. your schedule is never going to change sean. we talk about this all the time, this happens all the time.” she was pulling away slightly. “things aren’t going back to normal with us.” she felt like she sounded harsh, but kendall couldn’t help but feel like it was the truth. “people know you are and they just keep wanting more and more, everyone loves you.” she didn’t want to share him, especially with this industry. “before you know it you’ll be living out of a suitcase flying to fashion show after fashion show. then what? you’re going to get even more stressed and the weed isn’t going to do shit so you’re going to turn to other stuff instead.”

he was at a loss for words the moment she started talking, because partially she was right, but he couldn’t help but cling to the hope that maybe they could somehow make it work. and maybe that was his fatal flaw, to always be so fucking hopeful. even when it wasn’t realistic. he shook his head, biting on his bottom lip trying to find the right words to say, cupping her little face with his enormous hands and looking into the eyes he’d come to know and love. “they can go back to normal. i know they can. i still... i still love you. i’m not gonna give up on us. so don’t give up on me. just... just let me figure it out, please.” he pleaded with her, eyes full of sadness. dark eyebrows furrowed the second she said he’d turn to other stuff. and he felt his heart breaking. he was already there. he’d escalated to the other stuff already. and she didn’t even know it. “baby, i’m fine. it’s just been a crazy month is all. just trust me, okay? i’ll make it work. we’ll make it work. please let’s just enjoy tonight, okay? i don’t wanna fight any more. i hate fighting with you.” and well, at least that wasn’t a lie.

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exxposcd:

he had never done anything specifically, but of course she was starting to panic. candice was becoming attached to him and she wasn’t sure how she felt about it. “i don’t know,” she shrugged slightly. “i’ve been with people who are good at putting on a show, and…” she was digging herself into a deeper hole. “people are good at games and believe it or not i always fall for them.”

“baby girl...” he trailed off, allowing one of his hands to reach out to take one of hers delicately, gently brushing his thumb across the back of hers. he was trying to reason with her, but it seemed impossible and that was more frustrating than he could explain. “all i’m asking is that you give me a chance. just let me prove it to you that i’m not like that. i care about you for real, ma.” he said, taking a step forward and closer to her. “please?”

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fcdedlegends:

he waited patiently for her to say something, anything, really. but lux wasn’t giving much to read, and her voice was quiet, so jagger really didn’t know what to expect from his blonde best friend. only when she was straddling his waist, naked on top of him, did he actually let himself relax. he probably would’ve gone insane if she’d left him just like that. “pointless how?” he questions, one hand moving to grip her hip, the other rubbing mindlessly up and down her thigh. “probably for the best, lux, i don’t even understand myself.” a chuckle was cut off early as she pressed her lips to his, and he couldn’t help but huff a little when she pulled away. “i smell like you because you’ve been rolling over me for the past hour.” jagger teases, a hand sliding to the back of her neck. “c’mere.” he doesn’t give her any time to respond, really, already occupying her lips with his own. 

she huffs a little, trying not to like it so much when his hand was pressed to her waist and the other one sent chills down her spine as it wandered along her slim thighs. but god, she loved it so much. “so, am i ever going to meet this girlfriend of yours?” she asked, brushing a strand of hair behind her ear. his lips were warm against her own,, and as hard as she tried, she couldn’t help but smirk proudly at his words. surely, he was someone else’s now, but at least she still had these little moments with him. “was that a complaint? because now i have the perfect excuse to stop rolling over you for good.” she teased, playfully raising both eyebrows at him. but then he was pulling her in, and kissing her exactly how she loves to be kissed and she’s melting into him, bare chest pressed against kiss. “one more round?” she offers softly against his mouth, hips gently rotating over his for a moment. someone else had him now. but she was going to make these moments count.

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fcdedlegends:

he was used to being on top of or under arizona, not sitting next to her. if he was driving her somewhere, the pair were usually high as fuck, and if he didnt have his hand inbetween her legs, she had her hand shoved down his jeans, or she was bent over the center console with her head in his lap. either way, car rides never left any time for talking. the radio was usually mixed with dirty exchanges, or desperate moans. this time, the radio was really the only thing keeping the car ride somewhat bearable. “it was a good one.” he took the phone back from her, placing it in his lap, glancing down at it to make sure he was going in the right direction. “it’s gorgeous.” maddox agreed with a nod, eyes on the sunrise as they cruised through quiet streets. “this is the perfect time of day, too. when everyone’s still asleep, and the roads are empty and shit. it’s a good time to think, you know?” the male confessed with a small shrug, gaze shifting back to the road in front of them. this wasn’t the first time maddox had found himself crashing from a high, the sun rising, music playing in the background as he just drove, not really caring where he was going. but it was the first time he had someone in the passenger seat. 

arizona had been born and raised in los angeles, and despite hearing all sorts of tales and stories about all the places her mother had visited as a young woman, she had never seen much of the world. the only time she’d been outside america was the one time she went to the bahamas with her parents when she was fifteen. she often didn’t appreciate her city enough, not seeing the appeal other people saw in it. but then again, in moments like this she could see it. the palm trees framing the path they were driving across, the sunrise in the distance, the different colours of the sky and how they all peacefully mixed together and a lana del rey song played in the background, and mixed with his calm, slightly raspy voice, and for a moment things just felt peaceful. it felt okay. “can we drive around for a little while?” she asked, rolling down the window and letting the soft breeze hit her pretty face, closing her eyes at the sensation. “i don’t really wanna come down alone.”

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fcdedlegends

“that’s still huge.” nate was nothing but supportive of meghan and her career. he knew that if sports took him to another city after college, she would support him too. it’s what made them work so well together. “it’s going to be more than you think. it’s always more than you think.” he muses, fingers playing with the ends of her long brown locks, a grin tugging at his lips when she runs a hand down his face. his tongue poked out in between his teeth, licking her hand as it slid over his features. “i’m actually part hamster.” the male joked through squished cheeks, his fingers curling into her sides to tickle her for a brief moment. “take out sounds good. pizza? chinese? your pick, princess.” 

“you truly are my number one fan, and i love it.” she mused, hiding her little face in the crook of his neck and pressing the softest of kisses to the side of his jaw. she was so enamored with the taller boy, every thing he did or said just made her even more sure that she wanted to be with him. they were each other’s biggest supporters, and that was something she wouldn’t change for the world. “the cutest little hamster ever.” she said cutely in a baby voice before pecking his lips and letting go of his cheeks with a soft giggle. “actually, now that you mention it, chinese sounds amazing right now, oh my god.” she said, her stomach growling inside of her.

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fcdedlegends:

“i do, but that’s okay. i can deal with your enormous ego.” aphrodite teased, knowing just how big his damn ego could get. his ego could cause fights between them a lot, but she still loved it. she loved every damn thing about the boy underneath her, and even though people constantly told her she deserved better, she never left. “you are pretty lucky.” the brunette cooed, a scoff leaving her at his hand on her backside. “hey! hands to yourself!” 

“i think mama is to blame for me and mad’s huge egos? because we grew up hearing all about how cute and great we are.” he smiled widely, his hands softly brushing against her sides. “now she’s just mean and lies to us. we all know i’m her favorite, i don’t know why she keeps lying to maddox?” he jokes, rolling his eyes playfully. “i mean i could, but why would i want to?” hunter quoted selena gomez, a wink flying towards his girlfriend. 

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fcdedlegends:

he can’t help but from at the dejected look on her face. how people didn’t listen to that face, he would never understand. she was so impossible to ignore. “hey, i read them, you know? and i’m totally supporting you on this.” dustin was trying to lift her mood, but there wasn’t much he could do when these corporate companies were just taking over everything. he grinned at the small scoff leaving her cute little lips, her head falling to his arm. he wrapped his arm around her, tugging emmie into his side as his other hand grabbed at his phone. “sorry your best friend is a genius and knows that pizza solves ninety seven percent of the worlds problems.” 

a soft smile was dancing across emmie’s mouth. no matter what, dustin was always able to make her feel better. she’d been in love with him since she could remember, but she knew for a fact he didn’t feel the same way. he couldn’t, right? he’d never even looked at her. sure, they’d had their fair share of drunken make outs, but she told herself it was just a mistake every time, and then they acted like nothing had happened the next morning. in fact, she was pretty sure it wasn’t acting on his end? maybe he truly didn’t remember a thing. “i know you read them. because you have a conscience. which is why you’re my best friend. i don’t know if i could spend this much time with someone who didn’t give a fuck about anything but themselves.” she shrugged tiredly, leaning into his warmth when he wrapped his arm around her. “damn right, it could. if world leaders sat down and ate pizza together instead of starting stupid wars? pizza could end starvation?” she joked, chuckling brightly for the first time since she got to his place. “thank you for this, dust. cheering me up, i mean. i love you, you know?” if only he knew just how much she meant that. 

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hcartout:

Pixie really was just trying to enjoy her night, since this was her night, after all. She pushed all thoughts of the handsome young man to the back of her mind and kept conversation flowing, and sipping at her champagne. Wearing an elegant gown that she’d designed, wishing her sister could be there, and sipping drinks with models was a typical night on the town for Penelope O’Hara, so she was going to act like it was a typical night, not that her heart was pounding at the thought of maybe running into that cute boy. But she wouldn’t look around for him, she wasn’t going to go out of her way to find him, except to whisper to her assistant to find out who he was, because she didn’t know if he was even on the guest list or if he’d come as someone’s plus one, or maybe there had been a few invitations sent out to groups to be taken by whomever wanted them. Then, as she’d be praying for, he came over to her finally, their eyes locked on each other even as he walked over. Cody grinned up at the male and then excused herself, likely to go and tell her boyfriend (who Pixie had met earlier) that they were welcome at the tall male’s place. Of course that meant that Pixie was now alone with the handsome boy who she’d had her eye on all night, and of course, she was suddenly nervous and shy. But she took his hand and shook it gently. “It’s nice to meet you too, John. I’m Pixie.” She said, but then she realized he likely knew who she was, since the party was for her and her name was buzzing around the room constantly.

Her hand felt small in his and somehow the fact that she was so tiny from up close despite the high heels she was standing on, made him smile a little. He’d always kind of had a thing for short women. Damn this girl for being exactly his type, or so it seemed. “Oh I know, I’ve heard of you, seen your work, I’ve even been to your store a couple of times. For some reason I’d never been able to put a face to the name until tonight, though.” he offered kindly, the dazzling smile still formed on his lips. He didn’t want to mention the fact that she was technically paying for him to be there, since Macy’s -one of her most important retailers- was sponsoring his team, and all the players had to be at the launch party. But for some reason he just felt like it wasn’t the right moment to mention that, never feeling the need to brag about who he was or how much money he made, even if she obviously was doing damn great for herself. “Hope I don’t come off as too blunt but, it’s a very nice face.” he added in a near-joking tone, making it clear that he was merely being playful and not trying to be creepy at all.

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fcdedlegends:

ellie was absolutely terrified about what the doctor would say to her. she couldn’t help but worry about all the adderall she’d taken over the past month and how that must’ve affected her body, and her baby. she already promised herself she wouldn’t use it anymore, for any reason, but she still had a thought in the back of her mind that it might’ve already screwed her up somehow. she changed into leggings and a crop top, slipping into a pair of converse as she made it back to the dining room. “yeah, sure.” she took the keys from him, idling playing with them just for her hands to have something to do. “how was the spaghetti?” 

gabriel knew ellie like the back of his hand, sometimes it still surprised him how well they knew one another, how not matter what they didn’t even need to speak to know what the other was feeling or thinking. they were so in tune with each other that gabe knew exactly what she was trying to do, this time was no different. he could tell that she was trying to make small talk to distract themselves from the situation as they made their way to the car. and even if he wasn’t sure it’d work, he didn’t have the heart to tell her to stop talking. so he went with it, licking his lips and nodding his head, a small smile appearing on his face as his hand reached out to hold one of hers as they walked. “delicious, as always. my girl’s a spaghetti pro, i’m pretty sure.” he said, smiling bigger in an attempt to lighten up the mood some.

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fcdedlegends:

“you’re too cute, babygirl.” he spared a quick glance back at the girl in his passenger seat. the love of his fucking life. the most beautiful girl he had ever laid eyes on. no one even fucking compared to the tiny brunette that stole his heart, and nobody ever would. she made him better in a million different ways. she’d changed his outlook on life completely. she’d turned a reckless teenager with daddy issues into an actual man who had a reason to keep going. meredith rose levi had flipped his whole world upside down, and at first he couldn’t bear it, and didn’t know if he could handle it. but he knew if he fucked things up with her, he would never let himself forget it. so not bothering to take a breath before he was chasing after her, dumping any other girl he’d ever looked twice at before her, he didn’t stop until she was his girl. and she’d always be his girl. “i like to add a little extra style to my entrances.” maddox teased, dropping her lightly to her feet once they were both in the entrance to their place. he lifted his hands from her waist to her cheeks, thumbs brushing away what he knew were happy tears, but still not wanting to see them on such a pretty face. “i’d do anything for you, mery. i want you to know that.” maddox mumbled, lips pressing back against hers as his hands slid back to her waist, wrapping his arms tight around her little body. he pulled away after a long moment, a small grin on his face, a kiss being pressed to her right cheek, and then her left. “you didn’t forget about your birthday present, did you?” the male teased, teeth nipping playfully at her little cheek. 

“i’m only averagely cute.” she teased, rolling her eyes playfully as a cute little grin settled on the features of her face. once they were inside, she was chuckling at his comment about making an entrance, knowing it was entirely true since he had barged into her life just announcing to her out of the blue that she was the cutest thing he’d ever seen. and hell, a little over a year had gone by since that moment, and yet she was still not over it, the thought still making her blush. he wiped away her tears and she smiled contently, sniffling a little as her eyes reflected nothing but adoration for the man holding her so close. “i know that. i can feel it. i love you. and you know i’d do anything for you too, don’t you?” she said sweetly. and it was true. he had to know that she meant every word she said, because after all, leaving her parent’s house in the middle of the night to go live with him was the hardest thing she’d ever had to do, even if she didn’t regret it at all and her entire being was buzzing with pure joy. that was still her family, and the thought of her father never forgiving her made her sad. she wasn’t thinking about that, though. too preoccupied looking at ellie’s banner, and then maddox’s face, and enjoying his kisses on her cheeks and the sound of his voice and the beautiful smile on his handsome face making her smile even bigger. “no, i have not. you’re torturing me at this point. i wanna seeeeeee!” the curious little thing whined with a cute little pout.

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fcdedlegends:

she had a million memories running through her head. happy ones, sad ones, terrifying ones. they all blurred together but they left her with one thought. how could anyone that loved her like he said he did, did the things he did to her? brooke thought he was it, that he was the one, but of course she had been completely naive. that’s why she was so terrified of loving nate, or needing nate. she knew he would never physically hurt her, but he could cause her more emotional pain than anything else in the world. yet she still kept her grip on him, and she let him wipe away her tears, and she let his familiar voice soothe her back to reality. because she needed him. “okay.” that one word was all she needed to say, because she trusted nate completely. brooke knew that as long as he was around, no one would ever hurt her the way that her ex boyfriend had. “why did he do this to me?” the brunette chokes out, another sob emitting from her. “i didn’t do anything to deserve this.” her hands left nate’s wrists, only so she could throw herself at his chest, practically curling into a ball against him. “all i did was love him. i didn’t deserve this.” 

why did he do this to me? the question his him hard, knocked him out like a ton of bricks and brought along so many memories of his own past. why brooke? why his mother? why not him? tears fresh in his eyes he blinked them away, physically willing himself to remain strong. he was a hard ass motherfucker. he didn’t cry. nathan owen didn’t cry. especially not over his scumbag of a father. not again. not ever again. so he just did what his heart told him to do. he held brooke close to his chest and kept her pressed tight to his body. he was going to be her rock if she needed one. he wasn’t going to let anything or anybody hurt her ever again. not under his watch. “no one deserves that.” he spoke, his voice breaking involuntarily, probably giving away that the subject hit closer to home than she knew, but he wasn’t willing to talk about it so he cleared his throat and kissed the top of her hair. “let’s go inside, okay baby girl? you’ll be safe in there with me, i promise.” he spoke in the softest of manners.