#jules angst

[eufezco]

🌨 EUPHORIA PARTY DAY 1🌨

MY FAVORITE SCENE FROM 1x01 :

In which you have to witness how Jules has to face Nate.

Nate went into McKay's kitchen like an angry bull going into a b. You wouldn't have even noticed his presence if it wasn't because he pushed everything off the kitchen counter onto the floor. You rolled your eyes, keeping your distance from him as he served himself a shot of whiskey.

"Get the fuck out of here!" He shouted throwing his arm into the air in such viontly way. Most of the people did as he say or at least stay as separated from the boy as they could. You noticed a girl with pretty pink and blonde hair. She was trapped between a corner of the kitchen and an angry Nate. She seemed unused to this kind of behavior and even more unused to Nate Jacobs so you made two guesses: she was new to the town or she hasn't been to a party in a pretty long time. "What the fuck are you looking at?" It looked like the girl didn't only catch your attention but Nate's too.

Nate approached the girl who was shocked enough to not be able to do anything else besides standing there. "Who are you?" You were definitely interested in the answer to that question but the scene that Nate was putting her through was as uncomfortable to see as it was being for her. "I'm Jules, I'm a friend of..." Jules. So that was her name. Pretty name, you thought. "A friend of whose? Cause you're not my fucking friend, so who are you fucking friends with Jules?" You wanted to intervene but your friends stood in front of you, like a big wall blocking your way. "Does anybody know who this is? Does anybody know who the fuck Jules is?" How was no one doing anything? Jules was looking around, uncomfortable and scared as fuck when her eyes met yours. Nate hissed, mocking the girl when no one stood up for her. "So who are you?"

"I'm just minding my own business. I'm not trying to star anything."

"Nobody that looks like you is minding their own fucking business. I know what you are." He was getting so close to Jules' face, making her lower lip trembled but her eyes never broke the eye contact with Nate's. "So what you want? Do you want some fucking attention? I'll give you some fucking attention." This was not only uncomfortable to see but disgusting too. Jules turned her face aside, scaping from Nate's which was getting closer every time he talked. "Is anybody here friends with Jules? Does anybody know who the fuck this bitch is?"

"Fuck you Nate!" You shouted behind your friends. Nate turned his head looking for the shameless person that interrupted him. "Fucking y/n. It always has to be the fucking y/n who stands up for the bitches huh!" He walked towards you, your friends leaving you exposed to him, oh so now they moved? "You better fucking tell me who this bitch is because you're both gonna get fucked up!" Nate stood between you and Jules, pointing at the blonde girl and threatening you. When Nate approached Jules again, she took a knife and aimed Nate. All the people in the kitchen watching the scene involuntarily stepped back. "You wanna fucking touch me? You wanna fucking hurt me?" She was holding the knife so tightly you could see the palm of her hand turning red. Nate walked backward, trying to escape from an armed Jules as he reassured her that he was joking.

"You have no fucking idea!" Jules raised her arm and slid the edge of the knife down her skin. You could hear people gasping and whispering some "what the fuck"s. Your eyes just went wide enough to assimilate what was going on. "You're a psycho!" Nate was now the one trapped between Jules and the kitchen counter, he was almost climbing up the worktop which was kinda funny to you. "I'm fucking invencible!" She replied to him as she let her bloody arm fall into Nate's shoulder. He finally escaped from the scene he started and Jules started to walk back, at first looking proud but then going back to reality and feeling a sensation of shame invading her body.

"I'm Jules by the way. I've just moved here." You nodded slowly, approving how the situation ended. You followed the girl outside of the house and you finally reached her when she was about to leave with her bike. "Wait, are you okay?" You pointed at her arm with your head, she nodded. "Oh yes, It's okay. I knew he was gonna get violent and I didn't want a fucking broken cheekbone or something." You understood her reaction, if it had been for you, you'd have definitely sunk that knife in between Nate's ribs.

"I'm y/n."

"I'm Jules."

You both shook hands. "Thank you for standing up for me tho." You shook your head. "It's nothing. Nate Jacobs is an asshole I hope you don't have to deal with him anymore because he really is the fucking worst." She giggled. Jules was so pretty, long blonde hair, and big eyes decorated with beautiful make-up and the best part was that she thought the same about you. Jules was trying to remember when was the last time she looked at someone that beautiful. "Hmm.... Where are you going now?" The party was getting boring so scaping with a pretty girl seemed so much fun than staying. "Home, probably."

"I got my car. I can drive you. I haven't drunk anything yet so..." She nodded, adding a "that would be great".

[emmyrosee]

@flowers-in-your-hayr baby, I couldn’t not do it😫❤️

———-

You hadn’t meant for it to happen. Truly. It was an accident through and through.

You think.

Watching Axel and Mickey eyefuck each other every hour of the day was hard. It was obnoxious, obvious, and it always left a sour taste in your mouth. No matter how much you adored your men, there was always something that made you ache at the sight of them; always kissing and cuddling, Mickey always seemingly getting that little extra TLC that you needed and yet, for some reason, they started to deny you.

You’d snuck out while they were napping on the couch together, and after driving around the city for a few hours, you felt better. You ran into an old friend, hung out for a while with her, drinking at little side coffee houses and she just gave you the best advice in regards to this situation. She made you feel listened to, loved, and it made you feel good. The goodness of what Mickey used to give only you, and the goodness you wish Axel would give you.

Maybe.. maybe too good.

you finally returned home, feeling more anxious about the effects that this could cause than the actual act itself. The sun was low in the sky, indicating just how long you’d been gone, and when you passed through the threshold of your front door, Mickey practically knocks you over as he hugs you tightly.

“Baby, I was so fucking worried!” He says with a whine. “I-I-I sent you so many texts! Where were you?”

You swallowed, having seen his notifications and just ignoring them. It wasn’t to hurt him, it was to be alone. He had Axel- the least he could allow you is silence.

“I’m fine, handsome,” you assure, giving him a kiss on his cheek. Then, your face hardens slightly, “but I need to tell you both... I’ve met someone.”

Axel’s massive frame emerges from behind Mickey’s, the latter looking like he’s about to throw up from your serious words.

“Y-You what?” He squeaks, paler than before and his eyes turn glassy. You shush him and shake your head, “no no baby, she’ll just be... my Axel; but nothing between us will change.” Giving him a small kiss on the tip of his nose, you hold up a single finger to tell them to wait, and you gently grab the wrist of the blonde in the doorframe.

“Mickey, Axel, this is Jules- an old friend and...” you lace your fingers with hers. “Someone willing to participate in this experiment.” Your voice holds minimal room for argument, and your heart nearly shatters as Mickey’s lip wobbles.

You knew he’d take this hard; but he wasn’t your problem. Your problem was Axel, who merely watched in silence as Jules and Mickey shook hands.

“W-Well, lets not be rude,” Mickey sniffles, tipping his head to the living room with a fake, sad smile. “Come on Jules- I’d like to get to know you more.”

Jules kisses your cheek softly and gives you a reassuring smile, leaving you to join Mickey in the living room. Unfortunately, also leaving you to the testing gaze of Axel, his piercing green eyes cold and full of disappointment and disgust.

You sigh, “shall we join them-“

“You couldn’t even pretend to like me?” He growls. “I gave you all the love I could muster, if you weren’t fucking interested-“

“I was interested, Axel!” You whisper your yell, poking his chest. “You! You were the one who worshipped Mickey day in and day out, barely sparing me a glance! Now I want a piece of that feeling and I’m the asshole! Seriously?”

Licking his lips, Axel looks into the living room where Jules talks softly to Mickey, the latter fighting tears and to hold his smile. “This conversation is not over,” he growls, turning on his heel to join Mickey, while you join Jules, angry glares focused on each other the whole time.