Cosmic x

Ayla: how much cake is too much?

Isak: maroon?

Ayla: For a clean look, go for white! But also Navy blue, Maroon could work :>

Isak: ohhhh like really light brown with a yellow tone, used a lot in the army?

Isak: yeah that might actually work really well. Thank you, i think i actually even have pants like that... and just a plain regular white t-shirt?

Ayla: YES!!!

When Ayla stopped in front of him, Brody couldn’t help his eyes from skittering across her body. It was an automatic reaction when he saw the girl. She looked good, who could blame him? Brody felt his heart sank down to his shoes at her words. Sure, she said it felt good, too good, but ‘it shouldn’t happen again.’ Something the student didn’t agree with. Brody moved a little closer when she shifted her gaze from him, reaching over and placing his hand on Ayla’s cheek, “Us,” He spoke softly as the boy stopped only inches away from her, “Do we really have to stop if it feels good?” The student bit down on his lips before his hands moved to the girl’s waist. That was a bold move, but he wanted her to know he wanted to continue whatever they were doing a few days ago.  

Ayla stiffened quickly the moment she felt Brody move closer, his hand on her cheek a few moments later. Being this close, she was forced to look at him and she desperately looked for the words to say. Ayla knew this was a bad idea-terrible, actually-and while they had once been very good, she knew he was bad for her after what happened; she could not let herself get caught up in his current, no matter how much she loved him, no matter how physically attracted she was to him, either. When his hands moved around her waist, Ayla’s hands found his face and she gently cupped his cheeks, her thumb running across the skin beneath. “B, you know how I feel about you and there’s no point hiding or denying it,” Ayla was honest in her words. If Brody could be that bold and make the first move, she could pluck up the courage, too. “And what we did a few days ago was...good but we can’t keep doing it and pretend not to have feelings about it, it doesn’t work that way. If I have you in any way, I want all off you. Not a half assed attempt at a relationship,”

Isak: whats Khaki?

Ayla: but...you probably would not want to look like you're trying too hard either, right?

Lotte smiled at the girl’s words “Ayla, I was kidding. I’m more than sure people don’t want to steal my crap phone.” She laughed softly. “I mean if they want to that’s fine, everything is backed up onto my laptop anyway so it’s not like I’ll be missing much.” She told the girl with a little shrug of her shoulders. “Oh a stalker, how creepy.” Lotte thought for a moment as she looked at the girl in front of her, “Is it you?” She joked, a fingered pointed before she laughed. “Well, I wish you luck on all things math. If you need help, I was never here.” 

Ayla laughed along with Lottie upon hearing her joke, knowing that of course, it did not matter if anyone steal a phone because of selfies. If her own phone was stolen, Ayla was more worried about people accessing her personal information-her credit card details and important phone numbers were in there, after all. “Thank you for the heads up,” Ayla replied at Lotte’s comment on Mathematics. “If I really do need help then I’ll go on IG live or something,” she joked, though her expression remained serious. “In any case, I do hope you find your phone. I think it might just be misplaced somewhere, Lotte,”

Isak: i dont know. Like kind,smart....something like that. Like i will treat elias well, which i of cause will

Brody shrugged nonchalantly at her comment, rolling his eyes in a rather playful way. “It’s a joke, babe.” He explained before a signature smirk appeared on his face. It was wiped off quickly when Ayla spoke again. It was easier not to talk about it, but at the same time, he wanted to know what happened. It felt good to him. It shouldn’t feel good with their history, but the boy couldn’t help. “If I didn’t want to talk, I wouldn’t be here.” It was true, Brody wouldn’t be here if he didn’t want to. “Yeah, but that thing felt good, you know?” It was probably something he shouldn’t mention, but it was the truth, and he wanted to know how she felt about it. It might be more comfortable for her if he said it first.

Knowing Brody as well as she did should have prepared her and made her immune to his words and advances and yet, there she was, with her heart beating quickly just by being in mere proximity to him. When he mentioned what happened between them just a few days ago, Ayla could not help but to blush and she knew that no matter what she said and no matter if she tried to deny it from that moment forward, Brody would know exactly how she felt; there was no point hiding. “It felt good, yeah,” she conceded with a sigh, shifting her gaze away from him. “Too good...but that doesn’t mean it should happen again, B,” like an old habit, her nickname for him slipped out. “But fine, since you’re here...what do you wanna talk about?”

Mason chuckled at the girl and smiled. “I doubt he’d do that. He is all about keeping spidey safe. Besides, he’s no longer in service range.” He said and sighed. “I’m Mason by the way.”

Ayla played along, smiling at the boy’s sense of humour. She had seen what the gossip blog was saying and found it endearing that he was actually playing along. As he introduced himself, Ayla extended her hand. “Hey, Mason; it’s nice to meet you. I’m Ayla,” the smile on her face grew wider. “You being spiderman must be the reason why I haven’t seen you around before,”

“Stop stalking me,” He joked as he caught up with @aylaxpresley, walking next to her. “Should we talk about the other day?” He questioned as the two kept walking to class. Brody was usually the guy who would ignore difficult situations, but this was Ayla, and he didn’t want to hurt her in any way so, it was best to talk about things with her. Making sure there were no ill feelings towards him. He had no regrets, though. He missed spending time with her, that’s why he’d asked her to come to hang out with him. He didn’t plan on doing anything more than hanging out, but it happened. It was just the sexual attraction the two had to each other. It was honestly too strong to ignore, especially when they were alone.

The last person Ayla had expected to bump into as she made her way to class was Brody, yet there was no mistaking his all too familiar voice. Seconds later, her suspicions were only confirmed as he appeared next to her, falling in step. She tucked her hair behind her ear and pulled the books closer to her chest, glancing at him before shrugging. “Right, stalking...says the one who was walking behind me,” she pointed out. The one topic that she had been avoiding was inevitably brought up by Brody and frankly, it surprised her because he was the last person she had expected who would bring up sensitive topics. She halted in her tracks momentarily and gathered her thoughts before turning to fully face him-the force hit her like a strong gust of wind; she would never, ever get used to the force of attraction that pulled her towards him. “We don’t have to talk if you don’t want to, Brody. Things happen...we’re both mature enough to know that, right?”

Isak: yayyy thank you your the best

Isak: i´m meeting my boyfriends parents for the first time and i really need to impress

Ayla: OOOHH EXCITING!! CONGRATS!

Kaley rubbed her temples, hoping to get rid of the headache that talking to her mother on the phone had caused. God, the woman could be halfway across the world and still find a way to know exactly what she was getting up to and correct her on it. She needed to relax before she exploded, which would not be a cute look for her. “I need pizza. Like the largest one that can be delivered. And about half a bottle of tequila.”

Ayla had been so engrossed in reading over the note that the professor handed to her that she was basically caught up in her own bubble. She read the lines, over and over and it was not until she nearly bumped into someone did she snap back into the here and now. When she finally did, however, Ayla looked around, wondering if the other person was talking to someone else but she saw no one. Instead, she shrugged at the other girl’s words. “Uhhh, you can order from the deli near the school? They serve good pizza. As for the tequila...I can’t help you,”

Lotte gave the girl a little smile as she little to her talk. “No, but at some point today I probably will. If they aren’t they someone stole it, I mean cool enjoy 100 selfies and texts from my parents telling me I need a tutor.” Lotte shook her head but smiled, of course, she knew she needed someone’s help with school, the girl was hardly ever in class but what help was tutor going to do? It wasn’t they were going to magically make her start liking class or something. “How was class? Long and boring.” Lotte asked her friend as she walked next to the girl. 

Ayla chuckled a little at her friend’s explanation and while she understood that most people their age had a thousand selfies of themselves in their phones, Ayla was probably the few who did not-she just did not like taking pictures, that’s all. “You know, the chances of someone stealing your phone is highly unlikely. Almost everyone here can afford one,” Ayla pointed out, knowing it was the truth. “Unless of course they are stalkers...which would explain a lot,” Ayla shook her head over the audacity of some people and then turned to her friend once more. “Class was...long. I didn’t understand much of the accounting assignment but I have to...at some point,”