( b & m ) [text] Do you really think I give a shit? / [text] I can’t believe I fit into your busy schedule. / [text – WRONG #] I’m never talking to Brock again. / [text] Did you really think I wouldn’t find out? / [text] They don’t know you like I do. / [text] Are you done yet? / [drunk text] do yolu love them as muhc as you loved me?
[text] Do you really think I give a shit?
[ brock → margot ]: fine. i’m sorry.[ brock → margot ]: i just wanted to explain to you why i was late. it really wasn’t my fault. george wanted me to stay.[ brock → margot ]: i really am sorry.
[text] I can’t believe I fit into your busy schedule.
[ brock → margot ]: oh shut up lmfao[ brock → margot ]: that shit is so obnoxious i hate when u pull the me always being busy card. u signed up for this[ brock → margot ]: u signed up for my busy schedules and late meetings so DONT try to make me feel bad about having to do shit that’s out of my control
[text – WRONG #] I’m never talking to Brock again.
[ brock → margot ]: it was one fucking fight can you please answer me[ brock → margot ]: you can’t fucking do this margot seriously
[text] Did you really think I wouldn’t find out?
[ brock → margot ]: yeah. obviously[ brock → margot ]: idk why jake had to tell you tho like ik i cheated on my ex but why would that ever come up in a regular conversation between the two of you what kind of logic is that what were u even talking about
[text] They don’t know you like I do.
[ brock → margot ]: i know baby[ brock → margot ]: thank you. i love you[ brock → margot ]: i’m sorry i’ve been distant.
[text] Are you done yet?
[ brock → margot ]: um.. i’m sorry. i have to stay late.[ brock → margot ]: please don’t be mad baby i love you i love you so much[ brock → margot ]: please don’t be mad i’ll be home by midnight and not a minute later.
[drunk text] do yolu love them as muhc as you loved me?
[ brock → margot ]: just put ur fucking phone down and relax you’re talking out of ur ass and you sound like an idiot
( d & b ) [text] I'm pathetic, I'm so sorry / [text] I miss you / [text] I don’t want to hear it / [text] I will not get you donuts / [text] I can’t say this out loud. They might be listening. / [text] You deserve so much better / [ text – WRONG # ] You sure Bailey isn’t with them right now? / [text] You’re a jerk
[text] I'm pathetic, I'm so sorry
[ bailey → daisy ]: just stop. please[ bailey → daisy ]: i’m really not in the mood to talk to you right now[ bailey → daisy ]: i’ll see you at dinner i guess
[text] I miss you
[ bailey → daisy ]: i miss you baby[ bailey → daisy ]: i miss you with ALL MY HEART!!!!![ bailey → daisy ]: i’m not done with my homework but this was a cute message to get so i’m coming right now!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!
[text] I don’t want to hear it
[ bailey → daisy ]: i’m sorry. please believe me[ bailey → daisy ]: please...i’m telling the truth. i swear.[ bailey → daisy ]: okay maybe i did sneak out last night but i swear it was for a good reason daisy
[text] I will not get you donuts
[ bailey → daisy ]: then don’t ask me to cuddle tonight then bc i’m not coming. no donuts = no bailey
[text] I can’t say this out loud. They might be listening.
[ bailey → daisy ]: who are you talking about who is they[ bailey → daisy ]: i’
[text] You deserve so much better
[ bailey → daisy ]: stop it. i hate when you say that. i hate it.[ bailey → daisy ]: you are the love of my life. i only want you. i deserve you and you deserve me.[ bailey → daisy ]: it’s us until the end.
[ text – WRONG # ] You sure Bailey isn’t with them right now?
[ bailey → daisy ]: wow alright[ bailey → daisy ]: girlfriend of the year. thanks for having fucking trust in me
[text] You’re a jerk
[ bailey → daisy ]: literally what else is new[ bailey → daisy ]: you tell me this all the time. i get it[ bailey → daisy ]: you can break up with me if u want. i’m not stopping u?
( for d & b ) [ text ] Don’t lie to me. / [ text ] You make me so mad sometimes. / [ text ] Don’t ever talk to me again. We’re over. / [ text – WRONG # ] I’m never talking to Bailey again.
[ text ] Don’t lie to me.
[ bailey → daisy ]: baby im not why would you say that[ bailey → daisy ]: im not lying why do you always assume the worst in me[ bailey → daisy ]: that fucking hurts you know
[ text ] You make me so mad sometimes.
[ bailey → daisy ]: princess the feeling is mutual haha[ bailey → daisy ]: if i make u so mad then fucking dump me? ever heard of logic
[ text ] Don’t ever talk to me again. We’re over.
[ bailey → daisy ]: oh no:( ill be sure to let bailey know sweetie. -cora
[ text – WRONG # ] I’m never talking to Bailey again.
[ bailey → daisy ]: stop you can’t do this[ bailey → daisy ]: i know this wasn’t for me but daisy please talk to me i’m so sorry[ bailey → daisy ]: i’m so fucking sorry.
channing & thad "I'm the one's that's always been there for you, not him!" / "I'm in love with you." / "I was in love with you and you took advantage of it." / "Who’d have guessed you could pull such a face?” / "Why yes, I am as think as you drunk I am."
"I'm the one's that's always been there for you, not him!"
Channing rolled her eyes at the older boy standing in front of her. “Do you even hear yourself right now? You? Actually being there for me? You’re fucking insane.” Her hands ran through her long brown locks before dropping down to her sides. “Thad, you’re never here. The only time I ever actually see you is at night. All you do is come home, eat, and then go to bed. Occasionally we fuck but that’s only on a good day.” Channing began to cry whilst yelling at Thad, yet she didn’t feel sad. She felt more angry than sad. “Rocky, he’s--he’s my friend. He talks to me about shit you don’t even take seriously. He likes all the things I do. He’s more of a friend than you’ll ever be, Thad. Because he’s actually there. You’re not. You just think you are because you want to seem like the best boyfriend.”
"I'm in love with you."
The smile she had spread across her rosy cheeks instantly faded. The two were eating dinner at a restaurant Channing couldn’t even pronounce the name of. It was romantically lit with a few candles on the table. Thad was across from her and the moment that line left his lips she felt like her head was about to explode at any second. She reached across the table and slipped her hand in his. “Thad, I--” Channing was speechless. She loved him. God, she loved him. She knew it since the day she met him. A love like theirs was different, but it was once in a lifetime. They teased each other day and night. That was their thing. Channing knew it. And hearing him say something like that meant the world to her, since that would’ve been so hard for him to get out she grew concerned that something was wrong. She squeezed his hand a little bit tighter, and looked right into his big brown, kind eyes. “I’m in love with you, Thad. And I don’t know where this is coming from but.. I love it. I love you.” Channing bit her lip slightly. None of this even felt real to her. “Are you okay?”
"I was in love with you and you took advantage of it."
"Thad, no.” Her eyes began to well up with tears. She could tell how hurt Thad was and that’s not what her intention was to begin with. “Thad, I’m so.. I’m so sorry.” Channing’s lip quivered. She was at a loss for words. “I didn’t--I didn’t mean to hurt you. I’m so sorry. I just.. I couldn’t think of anything. I r-really needed the money. Oh my god, I’m sorry.” She choked out. “I can fix it. I don’t know how but.. I can contact the person.. I’ll give them their money back and they can just give me the signature. Right? It’ll be all fixed. Like it never happened.” She had no idea what else to do or say in that moment. Seeing the hurt in Thad’s eyes only made her feel worse. “I’m so sorry. My intention wasn’t to hurt you. You need to understand that. Please.”
"Who’d have guessed you could pull such a face?”
Channing laughed and buried her face into Thad’s broad chest. “I’m good at making faces. Not as good as you, though.” She peeked up at him and quickly planted a kiss along his jaw. “I mean, look at the face you’re pulling right now! It’s so scary!” Channing teased, since Thad wasn’t actually making any face. She loved nights like these. The two were completely wrapped around each other. Warm blankets and different cuddling positions. It always seemed like there wasn’t a care in the world when she was with Thad. Channing was happy, and that’s all that mattered.
"Why yes, I am as think as you drunk I am."
“What the fuck are you even saying?” Channing scoffed, her eyes scanning the nearly limp body sitting in front of her. “You can’t even fucking talk right. That’s.. That’s so embarrassing, Thad. How can you not be embarrassed?” Channing folded her arms over her chest and waited for a reply that she wouldn’t be getting. After a minute of looking at him, Channing began to walk up to their bedroom. She grabbed a small backpack and filled it with some overnight clothes and called one of her friends who didn’t live too far away. They agreed to come pick her up in a little bit, so she grabbed the bag full of her things and went back downstairs. She was tired of Thad. Tired of seeing him so intoxicated all the time. So she waited until her friend’s arrival and left without even a goodbye for Thad.
daisy & bailey "I’m not buying it, you don’t walk into a door and get a bruise like that!" / "Let me kiss it better." / "Why won’t you believe me?" / "This is the right thing to do, and you know it." / "I can’t even look at you, you promised not to get into any more fights!" / "I can’t keep letting you hurt me."/ "You’re so special to me, you know that right?"
“I’m not buying it, you don’t walk into a door and get a bruise like that!”
Bailey smiled slightly, watching the blonde’s lips move gracefully and ignoring the complete concern in her voice. “Daisy, it’s not that big of a deal. Maybe I didn’t walk into a door, but.. You should see what the other kid looks like compared to this little bruise I got.” He responded, almost as if he were proud of beating up another kid. “And it’s a freaking bruise, it’s really not as big of a problem as you make it seem. Bruises heal.” Bailey said again, doing his best to reassure the girl that everything was fine–not mentioning he’d gotten a week’s worth of detention after all his classes.
“Let me kiss it better.”
Kisses were one thing Bailey would never refuse from Daisy, that’s for sure. He had just returned from an intense night in the forest and had gotten a few good scrapes, but nothing too extreme. He stripped down to his briefs and crawled into her bed (taking up far too much space like he usually does) and wrapped his arms around her small frame. The boy pressed his lips to her temple first, smiling slightly at the sweet smell of apple in her hair. “I love you..” Bailey spoke quietly, blushing with each kiss she gave him in return.
“Why won’t you believe me?”
“I don’t believe you because I have a fucking pair of eyes and decent hearing. I saw the way you looked at him and the way you were fucking talking to him. If you’re so interested in him, why don’t you go with him? Why waste your time here with me, right?” Bailey’s jaw tightened and his teeth began to grind together. The noise that came from it wasn’t pleasant and neither was the feeling for him. “I hate how you do that shit. It happens all the time.”
“This is the right thing to do, and you know it.”
Bailey laughed bitterly and shook his head, eyeing the innocent face staring back at him. “I don’t fucking care what’s wrong and what’s right, Daisy. Don’t you get that?! I don’t fucking care. I’m gonna do what the hell I want to do, and you can do what you want. I get that we’re a couple. That’s cool. But we’re still different people.” While he spoke, his fists tightened into balls and his fingernails dug into the palm of his hands. “You don’t have to agree with the shit I’m gonna do, I don’t care about that. But you aren’t gonna be the one to stop me. You need to get that through your thick skull.”
“I can’t even look at you, you promised not to get into any more fights!”
It was the fourth one within the last six days. Bailey’s been off of his medication and extremely tense, but not willing to talk about it. No matter what, something was stressing him out and that put him on edge with everyone--especially his peers. He would fight anyone that looked at him wrong, and that included brand new, much younger kids that had no idea who Bailey even was. He knew he was messing up and that it needed to stop, but he couldn’t. “I promise. I promise I won’t. Not anymore. That was my last one, Daisy. Please don’t be mad at me. Please..” His voice trailed off and his eyes dropped to the floor. “Look at me..” Bailey mumbled quietly, yet she still wouldn’t look at him. And that made him feel.. Monstrous.
“I can’t keep letting you hurt me.”
“You know that’s not what I’m trying to do.” Bailey practically growled at her. “I do everything I can to protect you, and frankly, that’s quite a lot.” He bit his lip and looked directly into her glossy brown eyes. “You always--always, seem to focus on the things I do wrong. Always. You never appreciate the good things I do for you. You never.. You never do that.” What he was saying probably made no sense, but he really had no other argument to claim when it came to Daisy. She was always right, never him.
“You’re so special to me, you know that right?”
Bailey smiled slightly, nodding his head and wrapping an arm around Daisy’s waist. He pulled the girl closer to him so the two were practically cuddling on the picnic blanket. “I know. It’s kinda hard to forget when you tell me every day, babe.” The weather was beautiful and the wind flowed through Daisy’s hair. The way the sun reflected off of her blonde locks made Bailey’s heart thump harder and harder. He loved Daisy. He didn’t know a lot of things, but loving Daisy and loving her for the rest of his life he was sure of. They were young, but that’s how it’d always be. “You’re so special to me, Deezy. You’re my lovie.”
“hey..pick up. please, please pick up.. please. it’s been a week. i need you. i need you so bad.. please just pick up the phone. i’m sorry. i’m so sorry, please. i need you..”
daisy & bailey. ☃: for a holiday-centric voicemail.
“CAN YOU GUESS WHO IT IS? it’s me. bailey baby. your baby. you know, i’ll never get used to being your baby. i love that. i love us, you know. well anyway, give me a call back when you can! i can’t wait to see you tonight. i have this whole thing planned for us. you better dress nice and warm because it’s gonna be amazing. dinner. you, me, hogsmeade, and lots of warm butterbeer. i love this time of year. i’m even gonna wear that sweater you got for me last year. i hope i still fit into it. i love you babe!”
daisy & bailey. ♥ : for a loving voicemail.
“hey! it’s bail. your baby. your little bail. um, i’m gonna be like, two seconds late tonight, okay babe? i have to pick something up for our date that is super important for you and i promise you’re gonna love me for. i love you. i miss you so much. can’t wait to see you tonight and kiss your cute little tiny face. i love you! bye!”
thad & channing. ✉: for a ‘BIG NEWS!’ voicemail.
“THAD! YOU NEED TO CALL ME AS SOON AS YOU CAN! THIS IS SO IMPORTANT YOU NEED TO CALL ME IT HAS TO DO WITH THAT SCHOOL I APPLIED TO A WHILE BACK. YOU PROBABLY DON’T EVEN REMEMBER ME TELLING YOU ABOUT IT BUT STILL THIS IS SO IMPORTANT TO ME IF YOU DON’T ANSWER YOUR FUCKING PHONE I’M NOT SLEEPING WITH YOU TONIGHT!”
thad & channing. ☺: for a happy voicemail.
“babe! i’m boarding the plane right now. i love you. i love you soooo much! i can’t believe i’m gonna see you in a few hours. i wore a really pretty dress i can’t wait to show you. i love you. i love you. can’t wait to see you. mwah.” ( she’d be so giggly and happy you can just hear it in her voice no offense )
thad & channing. ♚ : for a confessing voicemail.
“hey babe. i know it’s been a while since we’ve gotten the chance to talk over the phone. i don’t know why i thought doing this now would be a good idea, but i’ve been bottling it in for a pretty long time. it’s been on my chest and i haven’t been able to stop thinking about it. i’m sorry. remember when i was in l.a. and i told you the dogs were the ones that broke the lamp? they didn’t. it was me. i was--i was dancing around the living room. and i bumped into the little table. the lamp went flying off the table and it broke. it was me. i’m so sorry. don’t hate me. i love you. call me back when you get the chance. bye, thad.”
(thad & channing) “Sorry I’m not what you expected.” / “Let me sleep.” / “Kinda wanna have sex, but also kinda wanna eat pizza.” / “Are you trying to hold my hand?” (joking like months into their relationship) / “What do you mean you want to go home?”
“Sorry I’m not what you expected.”
“Don’t.” Her hands instantly balled into small fists. Even if she wanted to, what was she supposed to hit? “I fucking hate when you say that. Shut up!” Channing ran toward Thad, stretching her arms out and thumping him in the chest--though it wasn’t very hard. He barely moved. “You know you’re everything to me! Stop saying shit to make me feel bad!” Her teeth gritted and she thumped against his chest again with her fists. “I just wanna punch your dumb face. I wanna punch you so bad sometimes.” Her flailing arms came to a halt and then Channing took a deep breath, taking a step back from the taller boy. She looked up at him slightly. “You’re so.. God. You just say anything that comes to your mind. You don’t fucking think before you speak, do you? All I’m trying to do is try to have a conversation with you--and you just, you take it in the worst way possible! You don’t even let me explain myself!”
“Let me sleep.”
“Sorry. I’m sorry baby.” Channing smiled, setting the breakfast she made for Thad on the bedside table. She quietly snuck to the other side of the bed and crawled in next to him. Her arms immediately wrapped around his toned body, rubbing his tattooed arms gently. “You must be so tired.. You worked so late yesterday. I love you. Sleep as long as you want.” The girl gently pecked his temple and brought up another blanket around the two. It wasn’t long before she drifted off back to sleep too, with the sound of Thad’s heartbeat soothing her.
“Kinda wanna have sex, but also kinda wanna eat pizza.”
“There’s a ton of ways we can go with that.” Channing smirked, peeking up at him from under the covers. She was hidden planting soft kisses against his chest. “First sex, then pizza, then another round of sex. Or we can just fuck and eat at the same time. My personal preference would have to be option number one, since I truly believed we’d never stoop to that low of a level of horny young adults--but hey, it’s up to you babe.” She smiled again, then wiggled up closer to Thad so their faces were right in front of each other. She bit at his nose, then let a hand trail up and rub his side.
“Are you trying to hold my hand?”
The two were sprawled across the living room couch on one of their typical shared lazy Sundays. A movie was on, but Channing had no idea which. She was too busy focused on the gorgeous boy planted next to her. Her legs were stretched across his lap, and she proceeded to reach for his hand to hold. When he asked, she was confused for a moment--and somewhat startled. Channing saw the signature dopey smile across his face, and squeezed Thad’s hand tighter. “Shut up, you’re so lame. Cuddle me.” she spoke softly with a grin.
“What do you mean you want to go home?”
The drops of water poked at the edge of her brown eyes like tiny knives digging deeper. Her lip quivered, and she proceeded to turn off the television in front of her. “I–I think I need to go home. I can’t–Thad, I can’t live like this anymore.” Channing’s soft voice was dry and raspy, almost unrecognizable. “You have no idea what it’s like to just.. All I do is sit around and wait for you to tell me what to do next. I feel like I’ve lost my independence. You’re gone for days. Sixteen hour days. All I do is work and wait for you to come home, and when you do, I see you for two seconds and then you go straight to bed. It sucks.” She used the back of her hand to wipe away her tear stained face. “It fucking sucks. It’s like if I go home, you won’t even notice. You’re not home enough to see me when I am here, anyway.”
(daisy & bailey) [ text ] Why don’t you act that way with me? / [ text – WRONG # ] You sure [ YOUR MUSE ] isn’t with them right now? / ✘ / $ / ✿ / &
[ text ] Why don’t you act that way with me?
[ bailey → daisy ]: why do you act like this[ bailey → daisy ]: i hate when you ask stupid stuff like this honestly[ bailey → daisy ]: when are you ever gonna realize that i love you and only you what can i do to make you realize that
[ text – WRONG # ] You sure Bailey isn’t with them right now?
[ bailey → daisy ]: funny that u gotta ask ur friends and shit[ bailey → daisy ]: this is so embarrassing omfg im cringing for you[ bailey → daisy ]: btw yea im with cora lmfao coulda just asked me smh
✘ for a HATEFUL text.
[ bailey → daisy ]: you always try to change me. i hate that shit[ bailey → daisy ]: you try so hard to make me this version of me that doesn’t exist. you want me to be so ““good”” why the fuck do you expect so much from me[ bailey → daisy ]: i fucking hate that. i hate you sometimes
$ for an ACCIDENTAL text.
[ bailey → daisy ]: i lvoe her so muCH i love her i lveo her os much oh my god shes so cute i lvoe her i love her i love her im gonna marry her one day i know it im gonna make it happen peter lol im gonna do it fuck u shes my tiny daisy[ bailey → daisy ]: ... FUCK[ bailey → daisy ]: DAISY IGNORE HTAT
✿ for a SUGGESTIVE text.
[ bailey → daisy ]: babe do you know how to sew[ bailey → daisy ]: if not ur gonna need to learn im literally about to rip that skirt ur wearing apart[ bailey → daisy ]: you look so fucking hot
& for a LOVING text.
[ bailey → daisy ]: you know what[ bailey → daisy ]: i love you.[ bailey → daisy ]: and i don’t think you’ll ever realize how much you’ve changed me for the better.[ bailey → daisy ]: i appreciate you. so much. you’re my whole world. don’t ever forget that, princess.
