#ft bryce.

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imessage ↬ love island dude

mason: sorry for picking a fight with you

mason: that's it, that's the apology

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with all my heart ––

❛❛ Don’t read the last page But I stay when you're lost and I'm scared and you’re turning away I want your midnights But I'll be cleaning up bottles with you on New Year's Day ❜❜

ms. forsythe sat bryce and elodie down on their last day of kindergarten. she looked back and forth between the two of them and smiled. “now, i need you both to promise me that you’ll always be friends and always look out for one another.” without even a second thought elodie wrapped her arms around the little boy and giggled.

“i promise.”

she remembered the very first day of kindergarten. elodie was understandably a little nervous to see her parents go but her nerves were soon calmed once she spoke to some of her classmates. but soon she heard yelling and crying from near the door. a dark haired boy was upset because his father had left (that little boy being bryce archer). she didn’t quite know what to do about that but something inside of her told her that she needed to help him. a little voice in her head told her to go over and sit with him, so that’s what she did. she waited and waited in silence as he cried. she wouldn’t be going anywhere. 

never in a million years would she had pictured this situation. she had gotten the call about bryce’s accident and everything in her began to twist and turn. she didn’t know what had happened, all she knew was that there had been an accident and she was in the hospital. she had to pause for a moment in the door because she was so caught of guard by the way he looked. she swallowed hard and rushed to his side. 

“i’m here. i’m here. everything’s going to be okay, i’m here.”

elodie knew he couldn’t hear that. she knew he was on so many medications that he probably didn’t know what year it was. but she was here and had to make sure he knew that. she sat on the edge of his hospital bed and got as close to him as she could. her hand cautiously wrapped around his, minding all of the wires he was connected to. elodie blinked furiously trying to hold back the tears forming in her eyes. she absolutely would not leave his side. she’d come to the hospital every single day until he was better. 

and here they were again. sitting in the back of ezra’s car. bryce’s head rested in her lap and her hand mindlessly ran through his hair. her other arm was wrapped around his torso with her hand intertwined with his. the two of them were absolutely silent, neither of them quite knowing what to say. 

he had asked her to come to a doctor’s appointment about his hearing, and while elodie was terrified about what she may learn she wanted to be there with him. she needed to be there by his side, just like she had ALWAYS been. she stayed silent the entire appointment but never let her hand leave his. she would occasionally use the trick ezra had taught her and press her thumb right in the middle of his palm. elodie had been fighting off tears the entire appointment but did her best to keep a strong face on. 

but once they reached the car she couldn’t hide what she was feeling anymore. elodie leaned down so that her lips were within a few inches of his ear.

“bryce archer i love you.”

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closed for @brycefm​

     mason needed to get some fresh air. from his interaction with brooks easily got out of hand, he knew that getting outside, taking a smoke and a moment to himself would do him some good. he hoped so at least.      lighting up one of his cigarettes, he let the smoke leave his lips, leaning against the brick wall, staring up into the night sky. it was almost midnight and honestly, he was ready to get the fuck out of here but then he saw bryce. “oh for fuck’s sake,” he mumbled to himself, rolling his eyes. this night couldn’t give him a break, could it?       “got some real nerve coming out here man,” he spat, looking over at him, raising a brow at the male. mason wasn’t entirely sure if bryce even knew who he was but he was sure, if he knew sofia like he thought he did, he would’ve been brought up at least once. “it’d be best if you leave mate, i’ve already been a fight, don’t really wanna make it two if i can help it.”

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↳ INSTAGRAM: @elodieab uploaded a new photo 

guess there’s no more space between boy and friend anymore

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Put ☎ in my ask for your muses info in my muses phone:

NAME: Love Island Dude

RINGTONE: I Don’t Fuck With You // Big Sean feat. E-40

PICTURE: [No Image]

LAST TEXT RECEIVED: [text] apology accepted tho im pretty sure you'll do the same thing next time you see me

LAST TEXT SENT: [text] maybe so but at least i apologised once

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✦ (bry)

she waited anxiously in the spot she always did, just outside the door to the theater and to the left side. this has been her spot for years, before her and bry were even a couple. her feet shifted side to side until she saw his familiar, bright smile. elodie had mere seconds to give him an up and down glance before leaping into his arms, her legs wrapped around his waist. “there’s my handsome boy,” she grinned before peppering kisses across his cheeks. 

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%✉&

Send “%” for a CURIOUS text.

elodie: i am doing some future planning here

elodie: what are your hypothetical thoughts on a pink tie for homecoming

Send “✉” for a text that WASN’T SENT.

elodie: [ unsent ] i really hate her you know? and i don’t know why. because you like her so much but i just get so angry when she’s around

elodie: how’s syd?

Send “&” for a LOVING text.

elodie: hi i already woke up and got ready but you’re still asleep. you’re welcome for wiping the lipstick off your cheek already

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What was the last thing you texted?

text to bryce: SOS. can you check the elodie pile for me?? i’m pretty sure i left my nice white cheer shoes at your house.