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[MSG:] Mom says I’m not allowed to talk to you anymore.
Dylan Piper - Carter McKnight
[TEXT] They all hate me don’t they?[TEXT] I feel so bad about this, about all of it[TEXT] I get why they feel that way, and I’d completely understand if you did as they asked.[TEXT] No hard feelings, yeah?
You sound like you're having fun already.
Dylan laughed, the sound of Carter’s voice immediately relaxing him through the phone. It had been weeks since they’d seen each other properly, but they’d been talking over the phone every day since, all in secret of course, since they both knew how awkward it would be if Sarah ever found out about the closeness shared between her boyfriend and her brother. No, it was much too awkward, and Dylan would rather not get into that right now, especially since he didn’t really know what this was between him and Carter anyway.
“There’s a party going on outside my Dorm,” Dylan explained, resting his head back against his headboard, glad that for once his roommate had gone out, meaning that he didn’t have to worry about saying certain things tonight, he could just be himself, “It’s not really my thing though,” he rolled his shoulders, reaching a hand up to rub the back of his neck, “What’re you up to tonight? It sounds really quiet where you are...” he paused for a moment, licking his lips as he opened up his iPad, absently flicking through some of his photos that he’d taken during his trip to meet the entire Carter family. He felt his lips curl into a fond smile as he paused on a few that he’d taken of just himself and Carter, and his thumb gently skimmed over the outline of Carter’s face, “Do you think we can meet up again, soon?” he asked, surprised by the hopeful tone in his voice, “I...I want to see you,”
[text] You left your shirt and I’ve been wearing it all day, so now it’s mine || [text] Either way I’m going to make you scream my name by the end of the night || [text] OH FUCK OH FUCK
[text] You left your shirt and I’ve been wearing it all day, so now it’s mine
Dylan Piper - Noah Puckerman
[Text] I’m not even sure how that’s possible?[Text] You’re like, twice my size[Text] Are you sure it’s mine?
[text] Either way I’m going to make you scream my name by the end of the night
Rachel Berry - Noah Puckerman
[Text] I’m sure you will[Text] Don’t get too ahead of yourself though, I doubt it’ll be in the way you’re hoping.
[text] OH FUCK OH FUCK
Blaine Anderson - Sam Evans
[Text] What happened this time?[Text] You only send me messages like this when it’s something serious.[Text] At least, it had better be serious Sammy, it’s like 3 in the morning here.[Text] Seriously, what’s up?
"So, you want this to be over?" || "This isn't a fairy tale."
“So, you want this to be over?“
“What? No, no of course not, stop putting words in my mouth!” Dylan snapped, tugging so hard at his hair that was he was almost pulling it out. He hated feeling like this, like everything was out of his control, this was why he didn’t allow anyone to get close to him, because this was how they hurt him. Now, he’d fallen for Puck in so many ways, and he could already feel him slipping away from him. “I’m just saying, it would be easier if it was, wouldn’t it?” He slumped down into his seat, placing his head into his hands as he sucked in a breath, before looking up at his boyfriend - was he still his boyfriend - again. “You’re constantly looking over your shoulder, your reputation always seems to be more important than anything that we have, and nothing has changed at school. I’m still the class joke, even you can’t deny that,”
"This isn’t a fairy tale.”
Rachel huffed, placing her hands in her lap as she dropped down onto the corner of the couch, watching as the last remaining animals scurried out of the lounge and back into their lives on the street. She waved them off, before looking up at Santana with a slightly raised eyebrow, “I don’t know what you mean,” she stated, shaking her head in confusion, “I just wanted to do a nice thing for you, since your were kind enough to let me stay, and good cleaning staff are so hard to find these days, wouldn’t you agree?”
[text]: Do you have to text me at three in the morning?
Dylan Piper to Noah Puckerman
[Text]: I’m sorry, I’m sorry, I know it’s late, or early, whatever[Text]: I mean, it’s early in the morning, but it’s still dark out, so technically it’s late at night, so I guess it depends on your preference really, right?[Text]: Sorry, sorry, I’ve been drinking those energy drinks to help me stay awake so I can study, but now I can’t sleep.[Text]: What’re you doing?
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