#au!becliver

[robbaerywrites]

❝ how stupid was i to trust people i don’t know? ❞

Becca hardly ever used her magic for anything that wasn’t Apparition these days, but she found herself waving her wand, watching as lamps and tables and other things that had been knocked over in the fray righted themselves. She’d been so focused on cleaning up that she’d almost forgotten Oliver was still helping her, too, and she paused her work to go rest a hand gently on his shoulder, squeezing reassuringly and leaning into him a bit.

“You know I’ve never thought you were stupid,” she told him truthfully; even when they hadn’t been on the best of terms, she’d still always believed he was capable of so much more than he gave himself credit for. Her eyes darted around the room, assessing the damage to the apartment he shared with Leo, and she smiled sadly, for the first time feeling like her being here had actually helped rather than hindered his life. 

“Sometimes if you don’t take chances, you miss out on the best people there are... And sometimes, they try to rob you blind and get stopped by a tiny canary who happens to like sleeping in your bed better than her own,” Becca teased lightly, hoping that she could find a way to get Oliver to smile after the night he’d had. “By the time it’s all cleaned up, it’ll look brand new, and you’ll almost be able to forget this whole night ever happened.”

GIRL MEETS HIGH SCHOOL ( PART 1 ) SENTENCE STARTERS;

[auradonrps]

"I don't wanna need you this way.l

Oliver nodded, his comforting pats on her head slowing as they laid in bed together. He’d spent what felt like all the nights of his life since Becca Goldstein reappeared with her, holding her, and the weirdness of it had quickly gone away. Maybe that was the weirdest part, how normal it felt to be here like this with her, when they’d spent years apart as not-friends. They had to be friends now, right? That was the right word for what they were? Sometimes he worried he might be slipping the line between friends and uncharted territory, like he did when she said she needed him. She didn’t mean that the way she might’ve, he knew that. After what happened with her girlfriend, it just must have felt scary to have any bit of happiness depend on anyone else, now that Becca knew how easily it could fade away. “I know. I’m sorry, because I think I might need you too.” he whispered, their quiet voices loud in this silent room. He could feel her stiffen beneath him and he kept petting her head, his other hand’s grip around her wrist tightening, until she relaxed again. Her quiet exhale, full of relief and release, was the best sound in the world. “Becca?” he asked softly, knowing by the way she went limp and her breath got slower that she was asleep. “Becca?” With how much she’d fallen asleep on him lately, it would’ve been impossible for him not to know what it sounded like, what it felt like. “I’m so sorry I need you. I didn’t mean to need you.” Becca had fallen apart. Maybe she didn’t need someone to hold her together, but it helped that he tried. What excuse did Oliver have for needing her? His life before her was as good as he could’ve hoped. “I didn’t mean to fall in love with you,” he whispered, knowing by the wrench in his gut that it must betrue.