#lilostarter

[familyfriendly-arson]

She meant to clear the browser history. She looked at the foster home’s website almost everyday, just to look at him, but she had never failed to clear the website from the browser history. However, when she got home, a couple hours after Peyton, she opened their laptop and there the site stared at her, a picture of her little brother right there. She closed it out quickly, before slamming the laptop shut. How could she be so stupid? She didn’t want to imagine what Peyton would think.

[familyfriendly-arson]

{ @qof1x1 }

Lilo was supposed to be on tour for another three months, but that long away from her husband just wasn’t doable. Every day that passed she considered more and more to just come home and stay home. He was more important to her than her career, plus the baby bump that was happily beginning to show and people were starting to notice. Her entire PR team had to keep magazines and tabloids from spilling the beans, at least until she could tell Eric.

After a few weeks of debating, she finally decided to come home. It was time to focus on her family, and nothing was going to get in the way of that. Lilo arrived home while Eric was at work, which was good since she wanted to surprise him. She had yet to tell him anything, and was excited to do so. She made them a big dinner: roast chicken, homemade rolls, mac and cheese, mashed potatoes, the works. Just moments before he was set to arrive she smoothed out the red dress she was wearing and lit some candles, keeping the rest of the house dark.

[familyfriendly-arson]

@qof1x1 Three months. Three months since she last saw him and if you asked her, a day without him was more than enough. Sure, the skype dates and nightly, post-concert phone calls helped, but nothing could ever replace actually being with him. She stood in the middle of the airport, waiting ever so impatiently for his stupid plane to land. Her security had protested her picking him up herself, but she insisted. Granted, about five large men in black surrounded her from a distance just in case. Finally, there he was. Lilo couldn't help the squeal that escaped her as she dropped the sign she was holding. "ERIC!" She cried, barely giving him any time to prepare for her jumping into his arms and wrapping her legs around him.

[familyfriendly-arson]

@castawcys

Lilo was curled up on the giant chair that sat below the heating vent, book in hand, and practically half asleep as she waited for Peyton to get home from work. It was time to explain why she was so finnicky with everything involving her being naked and having sex with him. If he chose to leave her, that’d be his choice and she’d understand...but God, did he feel like home to her. After a while of trying to stay awake for him, she finally crashed, the book she had been reading laying on her chest.

[familyfriendly-arson]

Lilo leaned against the glass wall of the bus stop, scrolling through her instagram. Looking up, she saw something she never thought she’d see: the man of her dreams. Literally. She was almost positive she wasn’t dreaming, but there he was, the same man she had been seeing in her dreams for years. She did all the usual ‘am I dreaming?’ nonsense: pinching herself, counting her fingers, and even slapping herself across the face. She definitely wasn’t dreaming, and yet there he was. “E-excuse me?” she asked timidly, going up to the man. “You look...familiar..for some reason.”

@castawcys