#graciesutton

[jasperabigail-blog]

Gracie

“Gracie is very sweet. She’s someone easy to talk to and I like being around her. She’s a good friend.”

[uria-kitson]

[text] Open the door, I’m here. // [text] Are you coming to the party tomorrow? // [text] Don’t get too drunk tonight. // [text] What’s with you and all the smiley faces? // [text] What’s gonna happen if I don’t show up?

[text] Open the door, I’m here.

[text] But that involves me moving.

[text] Fine, I am walking towards the door, just calm yourself.

[text] What I want to know is why you can’t just open the door yourself. You lazy arse.

[text] Are you coming to the party tomorrow?

[text] Busy, sorry.

[text] And yes, yes I am ignoring you.

[text] Don’t get too drunk tonight.

[text] Does it really matter if I do? It’s not like you will be able to stop me.

[text] Look, I’m not going to.

[text] I think.

[text] What’s with you and all the smiley faces?

[text] :) :) :) :)

[text] I’m just really freaking happy right now, that’s all. :)

[text] And if you can’t figure out why you’re even more of an idiot that I thought. :)

[text] What’s gonna happen if I don’t show up?

[text] You’re going to die.

[text] Literally.

[zeus-avery]

"Pick me. Choose me. Love me." // "I am so in love with you. You're in me. It's like you're a disease. And I just can't think about anything or anybody. And I can't sleep. I can't breathe. I can't eat. And I just love you. All the time." // "I'm all glued back together now. I make no apologies for how I chose to repair what you broke."

"Pick me. Choose me. Love me."

Zeus found himself weighed down at the lack of options spread out in front of him as a result of three fateful words. He knew he should do what he did best, what he was taught, to shut people out and let a raucous guffaw force itself from his throat. But something about the words made a wild motion of desire overcome him and he captured the girl’s lips in a kiss, forever mumbling against them. “I may pick you and I may choose you, so stop if this feels wrong because I don’t and I won’t love you, I can’t.”

"I am so in love with you. You’re in me. It’s like you’re a disease. And I just can’t think about anything or anybody. And I can’t sleep. I can’t breathe. I can’t eat. And I just love you. All the time."

Never had Zeus have someone vouch themselves to him so openly and from Gracie in particular, the news elicited a hitch in his throat. He held a special reverence for the girl, for what reason he had no knowledge of but the last thing he needed was everyone to know, including her. Jaw clenched under the heaviness of his heart and her words, he kept his gaze averted as though somehow it would make it easier to accept that she was in love with him when he in turn didn’t love her. There were no butterflies but more of a shooting pain inside which had escalated to a full constant pain as a result of her sweet, yet stupid, declaration, knowing there was nothing he could do to soothe either of their pains. Hearing of her desolation at his expense was almost heartbreaking and it was for this reason he had separated himself from everyone else for so long so he could avoid the drama and the feelings that came with being so close to someone. “I’m sorry.”

"I’m all glued back together now. I make no apologies for how I chose to repair what you broke."

His head tilted at an angle in relation to the statement, blue hues clouded with a sort of confusion that he hurt her unintentionally. Nothing had changed between the pair and here she was, accusing him of committing some sort of heartfelt homicide. Grabbing her wrist in the gentlest of vices to prevent her walking away if she chose to, his voice dropped one, two, three decibels lower than his usual tone. “How could I have possibly broken you? I didn’t do anything, nothing at all. You don’t get to blame me and not tell me what I did, Sutton, that’s just unfair.”

[zeus-avery]

3. 36.

3: Talk about the person you’ve had the most intense romantic feelings for.

"I don’t think I can even answer this. I guess I’ll just pick someone who I’ll admit I have thought about more than just sex with most recently and that would be either… Halston or little Sutton. I wouldn’t say I like either of them, I just don’t think I could just use them then chuck them like I do a lot of girls. But I think, that’s me just being friendly because I’ve never had a friend of the opposite sex, especially one I'm insanely attracted to.” 

36: Talk about your guilty pleasures.

"—I don’t have as many as you’d like to think I do… but there’s thing I have about watching musicals propped up in bed with duck feather pillows, wearing slippers after I’ve just had a bubble bath. And I mean, a bubble bath full to the top so the only thing you can see is my head, not half full or even three quarters. I think that’s why I’m still trying to find out the password to the prefect’s bathroom…" A sarcastic bout of laughter sprouted from his lips and helpless shoulders shrugged. "There’s just no other feeling like it, really. Oh, I like making forts and laying in them because I sort of missed out on stuff like that."

[zeus-avery]

"I’m pregnant and it’s yours." // "Kiss me." // "You drive me crazy!" // "Do you remember this?" // "Why yes, I am as think as you drunk I am."

"I’m pregnant and it’s yours."

Why she had lead him out here, he had no idea but steps ahead of her, Zeus stopped as the sentence trailed from the lips he had considered cursed since the beginning. There was something wrong about a coarse confidence flushing out what was once innocent about the girl and still should have been, but Zeus had been tempted, he had succumbed to his desires like he always did and once again he found himself in trouble but nothing, nothing had or could ever compare to that. An array of emotions flooded his being as tears sprung in his hues and he blinked urgently. Those words threatened to bring his world tumbling around him but he knew hers had already fallen and he was her last hope, clouding what little decision he had made in his mind about what was best for him. “I’m sorry. T-This can’t be true,” Slowly turning on his heel, his gaze fell to the floor abashedly like the coward he truly was and had always been. “I know what it’s like to be alone, I don’t want you to be alone. And I should so I would, but I j-just can’t so… I shan’t. Please don’t hate me, Sutton, and— please don’t look at me like that.”

"Kiss me."

His grip loosened as he had anticipated the exactly opposite words to come from the girl and for the first time in a while, Zeus was bewildered but somehow somewhat enthralled. “If that’s what you want…” Hands clutching at her jaw to pull her flush against him, he pressed his toxic lips to hers heatedly and from him escaped a content sigh.

"You drive me crazy!"

In the midst of their blazing row, a small snigger fell from the corner of his lips though he had tried his hardest to suppress it, knowing how it would worsen the situation. A mix of faux deceit and absolute amusement hardened his features and left him in the words, “And you make me want to stab myself with this fork.”

"Do you remember this?"

"Of course, you won’t let me forget it." He flashed the girl a smirk, giving his head a faux disapproving shake at her antics as though he wanted nothing more than to forget his drunken incident.

"Why yes, I am as think as you drunk I am."

"I think it’s time for bed, Sutton." Winding an arm around her waist and letting hers throw themselves around his neck, a small playful sigh escaped him. "You are a mes—Wait, you’ve got something right there," A thumb came up in a blur to wipe the girl’s lips and he gave it a way too enthusiastic lick. "Mmm, h-have you been eating mayonnaise?"

[uria-kitson]

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