#megan1

[shakilywaryhaven]

[the-sashamiller]

Smoke rings and cigarettes || Sasha & Megan

Sasha was bored out of her mind. She wished she'd thought to steal some of her mother's weed or something but she'd have regretted it afterwards. Drugs were usually a no go for her because of how her mum was but every now and then she wanted a better escape than alcohol. It wasn't something she did a lot, hardly ever, but still. Bradley had done it once that she knew of. She sighed as she sat back against the wall. It looked like it was going to rain again or snow or something but she thought that maybe they'd be lucky and it would hold off until night. At least the grass was dry, she was sitting on the ground with her back against the wall that bordered the park. The corner she'd told Megan she would be was usually empty and out of sight from most people. Sasha liked it back here. She rummaged through the bag beside her for her cigarettes, finding them tucked underneath one of her cans of spray paint and the bottle of vodka she carried round with her. She lit one and leaned back, staring up at the sky while she waited for the other girl to arrive. She'd lied a little about not thinking Megan was a loser but, honestly, other than that she didn't have many opinions about her. She just knew that she'd had that thing with Imogen and anything that Imogen wanted, Sasha was going to keep away from her. Maybe it was juvenile thinking, maybe she should have given up this whole revenge thing ages ago considering -A was clearly a psycho, but Sasha didn't feel like she had many other options. And it's not like she had loads of people queuing up to hang out with her or anything. Megan would have to do.

[charlie-styles-xx-blog]

Just Pizza || Charlie+Megan

Charlie pulled on his coat, making his way towards the door of his room as he did so. Just hours ago they had had their little discussion and Charlie was more than ready for some delicious pizza and nice company. He would call it a date, but Megan would just push it away. Even though deep down he still considered it to be one. Flicking his dark curly hair out of his eyes, Charlie checked the time on his watch, sighing to see that he might be a little late as he crept down the corridor; an old busted song crept into his head and he began to hum it as he headed towards Megan’s room. 

It took some time for the young boy to find her room as his eyes scanned the various doors. The number plates on the doors weren't much of a help because most of the print on the plates had almost faded. Finally arriving on the door he had been looking for, Charlie placed a couple of knocks on it. Biting his lower lip, he smiled when the door opened, revealing a smiling Megan. He smiled back; her smile was quite contagious. "Hey Megs," he said, flashing his pearly white teeth. "You look great," he added, something he tended to tell Megan a lot.