willow;

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jeremydoherty:

Jeremy pulled away slightly, leaning his forehead against hers. “Better?” he asked, his breathing heavy.

“Satisfactory,” she breathed, leaning in to press her lips to his neck.

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cassidymorales:

“No we do not,” Cassidy said, pulling out her phone and showing it to Willow. “Do you see this guy? He looks like he belongs in a freaking magazine. Why in the heck did he ask me out? Am I being Punk’d?”

“Oh, shit. He’s so hot,” she exclaimed, taking Cassidy’s phone as she stepped inside and examining the picture. “If you don’t make out with him tonight I’m going to be so upset,” she said, only half-joking as she brushed past her and headed for her room. “What are you waiting for, loser? We have work to do.”

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jeremydoherty:

Jeremy tangled his tongue with hers, his fingers slipping just under the hem of her shirt and brushing bare skin. He moved impossibly closer to her, his hips pressing harder against hers while one of his hands traveled further up under her shirt.

Willow shivered despite the relatively warm night as his hands slipped beneath her shirt, one of her hands sliding to the side of his face. She groaned as she ground her hips against his, heart beating a mile a minute.

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jeremydoherty:

Jeremy’s eyes darkened, and he grabbed Willow by the hips and pulled her flush against him before pinning her against the ledge they were standing by. He dipped his head down and hovered just over her lips for a few moments to build up the tension, then pressed his lips hard against hers.

Willow’s eyes widened as he pulled her against him, her breath catching in her throat as her back met the ledge. They were nearly at eye level, thanks to her heels, and she wound her arms around his neck as he closed the distance between them. One of her hands slid up into his hair as she ran her tongue over his bottom lip, and she tried to ignore the slight tingle that ran down her spine. 

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jeremydoherty:

Jeremy raised an eyebrow, then leaned forward and pressed his lips against hers. “There,” he said after he pulled away. “Now we’re even.”

Willow opened her mouth to protest, but instead a smirk rose to her lips. “That was kind of shitty.”

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jeremydoherty:

“True,” he said, biting the inside of his cheek. “Maybe you’re not so bad after all, Breit.”

“I try not to be,” she shrugged, glancing back over at him. “Sorry about kissing you, by the way.”

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cassidymorales:

“Love you,” she said, hanging up and flopping back onto her bed.

Willow pulled up to Cassidy’s house a couple minutes later, hopping out of the car and half running to ring the doorbell. When she pulled it open, Willow flashed Cassidy an encouraging smile. “We’ve got this.”

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jeremydoherty:

Jeremy’s eyebrows went up in surprise, his mouth slightly open as he listened to her. “Shit. I never thought about it that way.”

“You didn’t want to think about it that way,” she shrugged, turning to look back over the ledge. “It’s easier to think someone’s a bitch than to wonder why.”

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cassidymorales:

“Okay. I’m gonna go throw up a few times before you get here, though.”

“Your anxiety is giving me anxiety,” she muttered, carelessly backing out of her driveway. “Don’t hurt yourself. I’ll be there in three.”

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jeremydoherty:

“Well, you just became about fifteen percent more interesting,” he said, smirk playing at his lips. “So what’s the deal?”

Willow turned to face him, somewhat sad look on her face. “I thought of all people you might’ve been able to figure it out,” she started, pulling a lighter out of her pocket, hand returning to hang at her side. “Look at me, Jeremy. What friends do I have? I throw these crazy parties thinking that everyone showing up at my doorstep thinks I’m cool and wants to be friends with me. But look at me now. Who’s up here with me? Fucking no one.” Willow shook her head, eyes dropping to the ground. “Parties seem like ‘my thing’ because I’ve tried so hard to make it look like that. It’s like--buying friends with alcohol. Everyone loves you in those couple hours the party lasts, but then it’s all over. That’s the deal.”

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jeremydoherty:

Jeremy shrugged, glancing over at her. “Why’re you up here? Aren’t parties kind of your thing?”

Willow laughed, shaking her head as she flicked a pebble off of the ledge. “Emphasis on the ‘kind of.’”

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cassidymorales:

“Oh God, I have no idea! I can’t get ready for a date when I have no idea where we’re going! I can’t do this, Will. I need to text him and cancel. This was a terrible idea and I don’t know why I agreed to it in the first place.”

“There is no way I’m letting you back out of this,” she said, shaking her head as she ran to grab her keys and slip out of her house. “I’m coming over to help you. This phone thing isn’t gonna fly.” 

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jeremydoherty:

“Brooklyn wanted to come drown his sorrows and I don’t trust his choice in designated drivers. There, two birds one stone.” He leaned his forearms on the edge of the roof, looking out over the city. “Somebody’s gotta watch out for his irresponsible ass.”

Willow looked at him thoughtfully. “You’re a good friend,” she said simply, following his gaze out over the buildings. 

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cassidymorales:

“Uh, his name’s Jack – Rhodes, I think. He’s on the Westchester football team. He’s really cute and really out of my league and I need help.”

“God, Cass, don’t be so insecure. No one’s out of your league,” Willow said, getting up and looking around for shoes. “Do you know where you’re going?”

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jeremydoherty:

“Oh, I can definitely be an ass when I want to be,” he said, his voice taking on a joking tone. “I’m not that into parties and the roof was my escape plan, but I can’t leave and I’m sure as hell not going back so you’re surprisingly not the worst option right now.”

“I have a couple questions. If you don’t like parties, why’d you come? Why can’t you leave?” she asked, counting her questions off on her fingers. 

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jeremydoherty:

Jeremy recognized the voice right away and almost took off down the stairs again, but remembering that there was nowhere else to go besides the party, he sighed and walked towards the edge of the roof and, unfortunately, Willow. “I must’ve pissed off someone really powerful with the luck I’m having tonight,” he said finally, leaning his back against the ledge.

Willow frowned and leaned back against the ledge, watching as he neared her. “You seem like you have the potential to be an ass, so I wouldn’t be surprised if you did. What’s got your panties in a twist? Seeing me?” she offered, cocking her head to the side.

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cassidymorales:

Cassidy’s blush deepened – if that were even possible – and she let out a shaky laugh and waved at his retreating back for a few seconds before pulling her phone out of her pocket and frantically dialing Willow’s number. “Will, I have a date and I need your help,” she said the second Willow picked up.

Willow shot up on her bed as Cassidy spoke, her eyes going wide. “A date? Well, you gotta tell me who it’s with first.”