give me love.

#c: all #c: alaska #someone i knocking at the door sure id what i doing my head is a mess

"Oh, oh, I see. Well, Mr. Devilishly handsome…the things I have in mind for us to do won’t keep me quiet at all. Annoyed? I’m sorry, baby. Did I annoy you?”

"It's nothing. Distract me?"

#c: all #c: alaska

"Hmph, you’re lucky you’re cute…can we snuggle today? Wait, what’s got you in one of your moods?”

"I prefer the term devilishly handsome. We can do whatever you'd like as long as it keeps you quiet. I'm not in a mood. I'm just annoyed."

#c: all #c: alaska

"Maybe, but what’s it to you. Christ, why are you yelling?"

#c: all #c: alaska #we'll pretend that is alaska #i feel a bit better my mum gave me my mediction so we will see

"Come here and stop your bitching. I'm in no mood."

"Fuck, who made the lights so fucking bright…."

#c: all #c: alaska #my mood just plummeted so i will only beon theo #i can't like... yeah

"Maybe if you weren't hungover, it wouldn't feel so bright to you."

”You don’t own me.”

#c: all #c: ryan #he's like yup i won this bye peace out bye felicia as he walks away

"Keep thinking that as you sit here tantruming and I go off; free."

Tears glistened in her eyes but she didn’t let them fall. Her fingernails dug into his skin, merely to make him uncomfortable. “‘You’re mine,’” she quoted, a sad smirk on her lips. “Sound familiar? ‘I don’t know, you’re just mine.’ And you’re calling me clingy? ‘It’s us. It’s what we are.’ We’re nothing, Theo. We are nothing.”

"Owning you and clinging to you are not even in the same realm. You're a child. A stupid, delusional child. I'm nice to you because I put your mother on her back and fuck her like no one else ever has and in return she lets me stay in your house. You're just the daughter of some woman that I fuck. We aren't nothing. You are."

#c: all #c: ryan

She traced the hand mark with her fingertip, enjoying the slight stubble against her soft skin. “I was sixteen when I met you. I hated you. I think I still hate you,” she said, giving his cheek another more gentle smack to accentuate her point. “Yeah. I think I still hate you.”

#rosa is my angel you dont deserve to imitate her #c: all #c: ryan

He smirked, though his eyes remained glaring. "I think I hate you more. You're such a little itch. I've done nothing but be nice to you, do things for you, make you comfortable since I have met you. You're so ungrateful and you're fucking clingy. You were like a duckling and now you think you're some swan. You're not."

She ignored his words and instead grabbed his face with one hand to turn it to the side so she could admire the red mark blooming on his porcelain skin, the mark she caused. “I’ve wanted to slap you for years,” she murmured.

#y can't i get rid of u #c: all #c: ryan

"You haven't known me for years." He retorted, glaring down at her, but not moving from her touch. "Fuck off. Go back to the playground."

All she could do was slap him.

#you're lucky i love ur kisses #c: all #c: ryan

"Yeah." He ground out, clenching his jaw to distract the sting from her slap. "That's what I thought. Don't project your fucking feelings onto me and get pissed because you're the only girl I don't want to fuck over."

Ryan could see the change in Theo’s eyes. It shouldn’t have felt so satisfying, but it was. Finally, she was being heard. Finally. It was Theo, she was comfortable enough around him to curse and to be less than ladylike, but she had never gone this far before. “Are you sure you don’t want to do it instead? I mean, you’re so damn set on making sure that you’re the only person that I ever interact with. Don’t want to end that streak now, am I right?”

#c: all #c: ryan #i couldnt leave you bc you live like forty minutes from my house

He actually laughed. Geniunely laughed though the sound came out bitter and cruel because the last thought on his mid was sleeping with her. "Are you sure that's not what you want me to do? Because fucking hell Ryan, I wouldn't touch you if someone paid me. There are a lot of low things that I'd be willing to do, but even looking at you the wrong way is not on that list. No one could convince me to ever touch you. You're a child."

Ryan was ready to pull out her phone and send Noel a text about how badly she wanted to share a drink or eight with him when Theo turned around. She kept a straight face, though her eyebrows raised, when he got in her face. It only confirmed her mumbled thought. “You’re an asshole,” she hissed, accentuating each syllable. “Did you hear that this time or do I need to repeat myself?”

#we're two year strong bbg #c: all #c: ryan

Theodore's eyes narrowed, though not in anger this time but in hurt. He couldn't hide the withering look on his face, but he quickly covered it up. She didn't deserve the luxury of hurting him. "Go fuck yourself, Ryan. Or maybe you should have your new friend do it for you."

”Asshole…” Ryan murmured as he walked off, probably to go tell on her to her mother who wouldn’t give a shit anyway. She probably shouldn’t have been such a bitch, but there really was no other way to get it through Theo’s thick skull that she wasn’t an object to be collected.

#c: all #c: ryan #u luv me

Spinning around Theo glared at the younger woman. His jaw set in anger. "Do you want to repeat that louder?" Theo realised he was right in her face then. "If you have the balls to fucking say something like an adult, why don't you say it to my face and loud enough for me to hear instead of like a kid beneath your breath while I'm walking away."

”You’ve no right to treat me like this, Theo. Absolutely no right. I’m going to hang out with whomever I’d like to hang out with and you can either stop fucking my mom and truly be my friend or you can shut up and accept the fact that you’re not the only person I talk to anymore, which is an extremely weird complex to have, by the way. You don’t own me. You never have.”

#c: all #c: ryan #bai felicia aka ryan

"Fine." He muttered as he pushed past her. A voice in his head told him to go back and stop acting so psychotic, but his pride refused to let that happen and he simply walked away.

”I’m not doing anything wrong! I went out with an acquaintance and that was it!” She wouldn’t tell him what else they did — she’d never hear the end of it. “I don’t want to get hurt, but I need to take the risk. How am I supposed to break out of my goddamn shell if I don’t take a risk and get out of my comfort zone? I can’t just drink tea and talk about books with you for the rest of my life, Ted, I need friends. It’s time to make friends.” His words took her aback. ‘You’re mine’? What the fuck was that supposed to mean? “Don’t, Teddy. Don’t say that. You can’t say that when you’re with my mom. You just can’t. It’s fucked up.”

#c: all #c: ryan #brushin u off like a pro

Theo stayed quiet because she was right. He had no basis for his interrogation nor his anger. She wasn't doing anything wrong. "Oh don't say it like that, Ryan. You're different from your mother. I'm not having sex with you nd I wouldn't. It's different. You're different."

alaska-wtf:

Alaska smirked, “Ah, maybe we do….maybe we don’t?” Alaska raised a brow, closing the space between them, placing her lips softly onto his-but not hard enough for a kiss, just a tease. She pulled away, “My definition of fun is….cleaning this up….in my sexy maid outfit. I mean, if that’s not fun for you surely, I can think of something else.” Alaska smirked at herself, proud of herself that she knew just which buttons to push to get Theo going.

Theo watched her with piqued interest as the blonde tried to seduce him. Her body heat radiated in a tantilising way; Theo wanted her to burn him. "Alaska that sounds more like a fantasy. Especially with the part of you cleaning." He placed his hands on her hips and brought them closer at the waist, leaning down to pis lips to her neck. "Are you sure this wasn't all just a plot to get me into your room and dress up for me?"

#c: all #c: alaska

”How am I supposed to make any if you freak out whenever I leave the house? I do have friends. I have a couple. They aren’t really close, but it’s a start. I’m trying. Fuck you. Yeah? What am I, Theodore? A little sister? Faux stepdaughter? What is it? Enlighten me.”