“You got yours and I got mine.” // “Guess you did something to me.” // “I guess that means I really love you.” // “I’m not gonna change.” // izzy and jordan !!
“You got yours and I got mine.”
“And what the fuck is that supposed to mean?” she snapped, standing with her arms crossed in the doorway. They fought often, it was almost weekly, and the biggest part of that was just because Izzy got pretty jealous when it was clear that Jordan was taking other girls to bed. Of course she knew that they weren’t exclusive, so he was free to do so, but she didn’t see the point in him fucking other girls if he was just going to show back up at her door a week later to get laid. “I really don’t like when you treat me like I’m dirt, Jordan. I thought it’d be clear by now that I think of you are a little bit more than a guy to give me head when I’m in the mood, but apparently not. Have fun on your date.”
“Guess you did something to me.”
Izzy silently agreed, glad he noticed the change in his own behavior at least. With Dominic at three weeks old, she didn’t find herself nagging at the male as often as before, nor was she calling him to be with his own kid—something she mildly expected at the beginning of the pregnancy. More or less, Izzy had kind of settled into her own routine with being a mother and balancing school at the same time, and had thrown Jordan to the wind—if he wanted to be around, fine, if not, his problem. “Not me, Dominic,” she pointed out, settling into his lap. “I’ve known you for years and this is the first major change I’ve seen in you since then, and that was only after I was really showing. Babies make anybody soft, especially when they’re your own.”
“I guess that means I really love you.”
“What do you mean you guess?” she whispered, looking at his face barely inches from hers. Because Dominic usually woke them both up with late night crying and fussing, the two had developed a habit of talking until falling back asleep. It was the deepest conversation they’d had, and even though she seemed to be joking, Izzy could feel her heart beating hard in her chest. “I don’t want to be an I guess. I want you to be sure. I want to be able to hear it in your voice when you say it.” her eyes were drifting shut now, so she cuddled closer to the male, managing to whisper, “I want to be yours,” before settling back into sleep.
“I’m not gonna change.”
Izzy let out a frustrated sigh, glaring at the male before forcefully pushing him back towards the room. “I can’t take you with me if you don’t wear something nice. You’re the one who wanted to come, and I even got my mom excited to see you, and she really can’t stand you,” she urged, hands on his waist as they waddled back to his room. “Nobody’s asking you to wear a suit, but please, just this once at least wear a button up. You’ll look nice.” Pushing his shirt up and helping him pull it off, she rested her hands against his chest before pressing her lips to his skin, slowly working her way down until she came to his pants, looking up and holding his gaze for a moment before slapping his thigh and standing. “Behave tonight and you’ll get what you want.”
[text] I'm pathetic, I'm so sorry // [text] You left your facebook open on my computer and your ex messaged you. // [text] I can't open this jar of pickles and Im laying on the floor crying and I know I haven't talked to you in a month but please help // [text] My mom asked where you are.. I may have not told her we broke up. // selena and adrian !
[text] I'm pathetic, I'm so sorry
[text—selena] nah, i’m the pathetic one. i did something pretty fucked up.
[text—selena] take your time to heal, babygirl. snot, tears and all.
[text] You left your facebook open on my computer and your ex messaged you.
[text—selena] .......i know i was supposed to unfriend her but i forgot...?
[text—selena] please don’t be upset, we don’t even talk that often, we’re only friends.
[text—selena] you can respond if you want. just don’t do anything stupid.
[text] I can't open this jar of pickles and Im laying on the floor crying and I know I haven't talked to you in a month but please help //
[text—selena] this is gonna sound bad but i can’t tell if this is a side effect of the pregnancy or if your hormones are just out of control.
[text—selena] there’s a plastic little grip thing at the bottom of the silverware drawer, use that.
[text—selena] but i’ll jog by if it’s that traumatic for you :)
[text] My mom asked where you are.. I may have not told her we broke up.
[text—selena] I don’t know why you’re telling me this, really.
[text—selena] I know you probably told her the same thing you told my mom.
[text—selena] So that’s three women that want to skin me alive. Thanks.
🃏 : does your muse have games on their phone? if so, what kinds?
gabriel is the idiot that downloads games all the time. when flappy bird came out, he had it. candy crush? got it. ruthlessly competitive. amber says its childish but....does he care? nope.
📔: what does your muse write in the ‘notes’ app?
things to remember for work, if amber wants him to pick up something from the store, what days he’s seeing penny, wedding details and dates. a lil bit of everything.
💬: who does your muse text most often?
tie between amber and penny.
📞: who does your muse call most often?
amber. more like she calls him and he silences his phone and calls her back later.
📂: how is your muse’s phone organized?
apps he can’t rid of on first page, everything else is kinda thrown everywhere.
[text] I think I’m officially a homewrecker because his wife just walked in screaming and he said it’s not what it looks like. I mean what else could it look like? I wasn’t trimming his hairs with my mouth?! // [text] My mouth tastes like poor choices // [text] I found a door knob in my purse this morning, I hope whoever it belonged to doesn’t need it today. // [text] I know it’s 3am, but come over and cook for me. // [text] Too lazy to booty call, so have this text instead // penny and gabriel
[text] I think I’m officially a homewrecker because his wife just walked in screaming and he said it’s not what it looks like. I mean what else could it look like? I wasn’t trimming his hairs with my mouth?! //
[text—penny] .....Penelope. Are you shitting me right now.
[text—penny] Why were you giving a married man a blowjob? You know I try to leave you and your extra active sex life alone
[text—penny] But isn’t this a little too far for you?
[text] My mouth tastes like poor choices
[text—penny] Tequila, vomit, and regrets probably
[text—penny] Mine tastes like something....different.... [blushing emoji]
[text] I found a door knob in my purse this morning, I hope whoever it belonged to doesn’t need it today.
[text—penny] You have a drinking problem and I’m worried. More so about what it’s doing to your brain.
[text—penny] How do you take a whole DOORKNOB?
[text—penny] I’m telling Amber.
[text] I know it’s 3am, but come over and cook for me.
[text—penny] yeah lemme leave my house and disappear on my fiancee at 3am to make you food
[text—penny] are you trying to get me kicked out?
[text—penny] i’ll order you a pizza but that’s it
[text] Too lazy to booty call, so have this text instead
[text—penny] If you want sex, at least be a little more interested. ://
[text—penny] Not until you fix your laziness and clean your apartment.
[text] I didn’t let go of the mechanical bull, but they had to pull me off because… it was rough just the way I like it and I think that showed? // [text] If you don’t fuck me hard, rough, and senseless the minute we’re alone in your room, I’m returning you to the boyfriend store // [text] I wish we could all take a bath together. Not in a “let’s fuck” way. But in a relaxing drunk in the tub sort of “let me wash your hair” way. // penny and gabriel #1
[text] I didn’t let go of the mechanical bull, but they had to pull me off because… it was rough just the way I like it and I think that showed?
[text—penny] ....I have no words.
[text—penny] I can’t even imagine, but I can. I really can.
[text—penny] How sexually frustrated were you to have enjoyed it that much??
[text] If you don’t fuck me hard, rough, and senseless the minute we’re alone in your room, I’m returning you to the boyfriend store
[text—penny] What’s with you and rough sex? The last time I did that you ended up with the worst bruising...
[text—penny] And then when I went to work you texted me frowny faces about how achy you were the whole day, but you asked for it! So don’t complain
[text] I wish we could all take a bath together. Not in a “let’s fuck” way. But in a relaxing drunk in the tub sort of “let me wash your hair” way.
[text—penny] You and alcohol...kinda wanna take you to AA sometimes.
[text—penny] We can take a bath if you want. Amber likes those bath bombs or whatever from that one store you two are always talking about
[text—penny] Just don’t get the ones with glitter because I was washing glitter out of my ass for about a week and it’s not fun.
[text] I miss you // [text] Come over, we need to talk. // [text] I'm sick and I have no one else to be with me. Please come over. // [text] You butt dialed me last night and I heard you say you loved her. // penny and gabriel !
[text] I miss you
[text—penny] me too. just been busy with work, amber, you know...
[text—penny] amber’s going to see her parents out of town this weekend, i can come over if you want.
[text] Come over, we need to talk.
[text—penny] About what....? Don’t tell me you’re pregnant. Or you told somebody.
[text—penny] Or you’re leaving me...
[text] I'm sick and I have no one else to be with me. Please come over.
[text—penny] You didn’t go to the doctor, did you.
[text—penny] Dr. Ashour is on his way with food and movies. I’ll make you some soup.
[text] You butt dialed me last night and I heard you say you loved her.
[text—penny] What else am I supposed to say? “I can’t say I love you because I’m actually in love with your best friend?”
[text—penny] I’m sorry you had to hear that but I can’t just stop acting attracted to Amber without things getting messy.
[text] Oh, right. I probably wasn't good enough any way. // [text] Come over. You left your underwear here // [text] You left your facebook open on my computer and your ex messaged you. // [text] I keep dreaming of you and I hate you but god I don't want to leave you // izzy and jordan
[text] Oh, right. I probably wasn't good enough any way.
[text—jordan] what are you talking about....
[text—jordan] you’re the one who doesn’t like being around me in public. if that wasn’t it then yeah i would have taken you to the dinner w/ me instead of my ex.
[text—jordan] i don’t know what you want anymore. some days you never leave my side, other times you don’t want me around and i’m tired....i’m either first choice or not a choice at all.
[text] Come over. You left your underwear here
[text—jordan] half my closet is at your place, i know you aren’t texting me bc the sight of my panties is bothering you.
[text—jordan] i’m finishing up a paper so not now. check your snapchat though, it should be enough to hold you over til later. ;)
[text] You left your facebook open on my computer and your ex messaged you.
[text—jordan] why are you checking my messages? nosy.
[text—jordan] just log out, i’ll reply to it later.
[text—jordan] you’re cute when you’re jealous, btw.
[text] I keep dreaming of you and I hate you but god I don't want to leave you
[text—jordan] it’s 2am jordan...
[text—jordan] i really need to sleep...there’s a key in the plant next to the door if you wanna come over and sleep w/ me
[text—jordan] but otherwise just get some sleep, k?
