#harpergreery

[chaseridley-blog-blog]

I'm a Mess || Harper & Chase (closed)

Chase was a generally jovial person. Brett had told him many times that her favorite quality about him was that he was constantly smiling. And Chase knew Toby loved his smile, because Toby would always smile whenever Chase smiled at him. It was his lot in life, to make people smile. He was okay with that. More than okay, he enjoyed it. He loved making people smile.

So as he stood here, staring at the one woman whom he'd shared more smiles with than anyone else in his entire life, he wondered why neither of them were smiling. Maybe it was the fact that he'd been kind of an asshole before he'd left New York. Maybe it was the fact that she'd been in Oxford before and had almost gotten engaged to Chase's best friend/boyfriend. Maybe it was the fact that Chase had been silently suffering his entire life because he could never have he one person he truly wanted.

"Harper."

Finally, that trademark smile spread across his face, though he felt like everything was moving in slow motion. It had been a while since she'd been in Oxford. He wondered if she was back for Toby... If so, she'd be sorely disappointed. Toby had a girlfriend who was pregnant, a husband, and a boyfriend. He doubted Toby would argue to adding more to that list. It was Brett who would keep things in line. Chase did his best not to giggle as he thought about how whipped Toby was.

"You're back," he spoke again, light laughter behind his words. What was the protocol for seeing a woman with whom you had so much history? Chase certainly didn't know. So, he did what Chase did. He was affectionate. Chase stepped in and wrapped his arms around her and hugged her tightly, not caring about the strange looks they were getting from people passing around them on the sidewalk. "I've missed you," Chase whispered, much more earnestly than he'd thought it would be. He'd meant to be all I've missed you! How've you been? Let's go get coffee and talk about you all day because I love you and you're perfect and you smell fantastic. Okay, maybe not the last part. But he'd much rather focus on her than his pitiful excuse of an unrequited love.

[ivan--petrov]

Unkiss Me || Harper & Ivan (closed)

Ivan didn't know how long he'd been in the car for. He didn't particularly want to think about it. But, he was in Oxford now, and after a brief meeting with the leasing agent, he had keys to his and the band's new home in town. It was tough for him to think about anything but going to find Harper immediately; but he knew there were things that needed to be taken care of.

First order of business was to unload and store his motorcycle. Last thing he was going to do was leave that beauty out to the elements. Then he carried his bags into the house and into what would be his bedroom soon enough. For now, it was just an empty room.

Then, and most importantly, he took a shower. Driving straight from New York to Oxford didn't leave one smelling that fantastic. And if he was gonna show Harper how serious he was about her, then he wasn't going to smell like a hobo. The only problem with the combination of the long drive and the shower was the subsequent wave of exhaustion that washed over him. Within ten minutes of sitting down to rifle through his clothes to find something to wear, he'd fallen asleep leaned up against the wall.

Ivan woke about six hours later, just as the sun was setting. "Fuck!" he cried out, jumping up and putting on his clothes. He ran some water through his hair to get it to style correctly, and then dashed out of the house. After all, he had a long search ahead of him.

Or, so he'd thought. He'd headed into town on his motorcycle, parked near the square and started walking. He'd chosen a place of parking near the liquor store so that on his way home, he could swing by and grab something to take to the new house. It just so happened that Harper was visiting this liquor store.

Dipping in the door, Ivan walked right over and stopped beside her, leaning against the rack that she was looking at, "Hello again, Harper."