#ft. robbie

[nadarcreations]

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Finding sunshine even in the colder days ☀️✨🌼

[nadarcreations]

Zoya’s body was coated in a sheen of sweat but she didn’t mind at all. She'd just had the best. night. ever.  

Generally speaking, she wasn’t one to complain much, but even if she was, she wouldn’t be uttering a single bad word about the night she’d just had. She’d danced her little booty off all night with her friends, had giggled with Robbie when Flynn and Rae had inevitably gotten so wrapped up in the music that their mouths had become surgically attached, and had let her best friend hold her close, a hand resting on her tummy and her pressed to his chest as they swayed gently to Diego Rodriguez tearing down the whole arena. The Shattered Diamonds didn’t have a whole lot of slow songs, but the ones they did have were usually accompanied by Henry impressing the crowds with the prettiest melodies she’d ever heard in her life. Getting to enjoy them with Robbie’s arms wrapped around her and their cute friends by their side was the biggest and best bonus a girl could ask for. 

She was cuddly to a fault, so it meant that while others might have complained about third wheeling Rae and Flynn, she’d been more than eager to tangle herself up with her bestie. Robbie didn’t seem to mind either. Her best friend was always generous when it came to returning her cuddles. Even when she’d begged him to sign up to the Diamonds’ presale to secure their tickets, he’d barely even hesitated when giving in to her big doe eyes. 

“That was amazing,” Zoya gushed, still feeling so buzzy from the concert. They’d just managed to maneuver their way through the crowds spilling out of the arena, managing to say a quick goodbye to Flynn and Rae before they disappeared to their hotel for the night. Robbie had managed to secure them a hotel much closer to the venue, which meant they could soak up some more of the cool night’s breeze before heading up to their room.  

Now, she was bouncing on the spot, hands braced against his shoulders as her skirt swished and swayed around her thighs. All she wanted to do was dance, and dance some more. She’d had a few drinks over the course of the night and was enjoying the additional buzz that came with it, alongside the post concert high.

“Are you tired? I’m not tired. I could stay awake all night. And maybe we should? Maybe we should have a dance party. Or maybe we'll get told off and they'll kick us out of the hotel?” Zoya rambled without pausing for breath, her mind working at a mile a minute. Absently, she lifted a hand to comb her fingers through Robbie’s hair, pushing it back from his forehead, the sweat slick enough to hold it in place. “We could order room service! And SO. MUCH. ALCOHOL. Should we get wine? I don’t think I’m fancy enough for champagne!” 

[drmatildamason]

We're only getting older, baby And I've been thinking about it lately Does it ever drive you crazy Just how fast the night changes? Everything that you've ever dreamed of Disappearing when you wake up But there's nothing to be afraid of Even when the night changes It will never change me and you

- Night Changes - One Direction (2014)

( @robbiemason )

[itsisla-dubois]

😡 + robbie

send 😡 for  an  angry  text  from  my  muse

isla: love the energy of you just leaving me in the middle of the night isla: not doing 'goodbyes' or anything like that anymore? little pathetic, wouldn't you say?

isla: whatever. c u next time you come crawling back 💋