what do you know of love ? nothing . — for wells from peyton :-)
the hobbit : a battle of five armies starters, accepting.
he's been trying to give her the benefit of the doubt lately, grieving is a slippery slope. especially when it's someone that close to you, someone you thought you'd have forever. but this ? hitting him where she knows will hurt ... this is something wells can't let slide. he exhales a heavy breath, shifting to face the blonde. " p, are you serious right now ? " he scoffs, shaking his head. " i don't know anything about love ? do you realize who you're talking to ? after all the shit you've given me about loving clarke and not loving you — which we know isn't true now — and i don't know about love ? i know you're hurting right now, peyton but saying shit like this to me when you know damn well it's not true fucking hurts. you know it's a sensitive thing for me too, love. " he plops himself down on a log after his mini monologue - esque rant. " if you're gonna keep being an asshole you should just go help raven or something. "
