Nov 11, 2013
I'm pregnant and it's your baby.
"You don’t have to screw around, alright? We’re past that."
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I'm pregnant and it's your baby.
"You don’t have to screw around, alright? We’re past that."
” —If you say so, y’know I’ve gotten better at studying people. M’ alright, working odd jobs to get by, living. But I’ve missed you, talking to you and such.”
"What's that supposed to mean?"
"Yeah, um –– me too. I've missed you too."
Paradon? [ she's unsure how to answer him, honestly; ] I had to see if you were okay...[ as in still breathing; ]
“I’m fine, Julia. I’ve always been fine.”
” – but what about you? Where have you been?”
[ she smiles down at him, brow arch in reaction; ] Are you alright? Looks like you've just seen a ghost.
“Why are you back? I thought…”
[ He doesn’t finish the statement; shock replaces intuition. ]
illusionhale started following you.
Hello! I don't quite remember you; have we met before?
[kisses lips] it's a kissing disease, spread it to the next five people on your dash!
"Whoa."
"I'm pregnant and its yours." Send this to 10 people on your dash.
-gasp- I didn’t do anything! I swear!
✿ x 2 Julia/Julian.
{ for julia ) send me a ✿ and i’ll generate a number ; # 15 - last kiss
They both knew the end was coming before they even saw it.
It was never going to work. They’re too similar, too different, too stubborn, too willing. They clashed in the worst and best ways possible.
They’re just no good for each other. It took Jude far too long to realize how close she was getting, anyway.
They’re on his porch the last time they kiss. It’s short and belated, but worth it. It’ll last them as long as they’re apart.
"Bye, Julia."
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{ for julian ) send me a ✿ and i’ll generate a number ; # 4 - cheek kiss
"It was nice seeing you, Julian." Laurel’s smile is contented and surprisingly unforced as she hangs off her door frame. She’s managed to find him tolerable, at least for the time being.
It occurs to her that she’s not exactly sure what she should do next - hug him, or brush him off, or keep smiling. So she refers to her default.
She leans over and kisses him on the cheek. “Bye now.”
