born rotten, bored rotten

Douglas Booth and Lily James attend the premiere of ‘Pride and Prejudice and Zombies’ in Los Angeles - January 21st, 2016

Cole Sprouse (thanks for the submission)

“baby? can you take sully out for a walk? he seems kind of…nervous, or something like that.”

“wait, what?” dawson asked, sitting up from the couch. “what do you mean he’s nervous? is he shaking or something?” dawson went right in to panic mode.

      she was pissing him off and she didn’t even know it. she probably didn’t know how good she looked either, and he didn’t know if he was mad because she even came or because she didn’t come with him. jett grabbed simone again, this time pulling her close before tossing her body over his shoulder, ❝ you’re not chilling with them, ❞ he says, ignoring the glares the two guys shot him as he walked away. ❝ i’m taking your ass home, that’s what the hell we’re going to do. ❞

simone felt like a rag doll. one minute she was lounging on a stranger’s lap and then the next she was being yanked up and slung over a shoulder. a loud yelp emitted from her mouth while hands grasped at his shirt to keep her still. ❝ jettttttt! ❞ she whined. dangling in the air, simone felt too weak and too drunk to move. the small girl knew better than to put up a fight against a fighter.  ❝ i don’t want to go home yet! please don’t make me go home. ❞

      once he began to speak, tatum couldn’t help the feeling of her heart breaking. she hated the fact that lake was like this and there was nothing she could do to fix it. with furrowed brows she moved up a little bit so that she could press a soft kiss against her lips, ❝ i know you didn’t.. i know you’ve got this pride in you, and i admire that about you so much lake, god i love how strong you are but it’s okay to … not be strong. it’s okay to be a little weak it doesn’t lessen you.. you’re still my big macho man no matter what. ❞ the female teases him a little bit before laying her head on his chest. her hand grabs his and she’s pressing soft kisses on his bruised knuckles. ❝ the girls in school are gonna love these.. a high school girl can never resist a bad boy. ❞

the smallest of smiles stretched over his sore face. lake knew deep down that she was right, but definitely would not admit it. it would take a lot for him to be weak around her because lake cringed at the idea. there was a tall, thick wall that he had built up around him and it had been there for years. ❝ yeah, i get it... ❞ he breathed out. leaning his head against her own, he cuddled against her, needing her warmth and comfort. although he was against tatum visiting him, she was the best medicine by far. tatum made him feel a million times better. chuckling, he shook his head at the other. ❝ really? sounds a little funny if you ask me. ❞

      ❝ i really don’t care about what you told her, now you can call her up and tell her to go to the gala with you. ❞ amber muttered, drinking the rest of her water before moving around corbin and back into her living room, making her way for her steps. ❝ i don’t want to be apart of your harem anymore, so looks like you’ve got an all blonde thing going on for you. i look so stupid when you do shit like that. ❞

thick brows knit together as he stares the girl down. corbin turns to follow her out of the kitchen and towards her living room. he could not wrap his head around the idea of them being over. corbin refused to believe she was telling the truth. ❝ wait-- so that’s it? are you serious? ❞ he questioned with an annoyed scoff. ❝ no, no... we’re not over. you’re not serious, are you? c’mon amber, don’t be like this. ❞ 

     selina swings in her chair with her arms crossed. “i always have something on my mind. otherwise, i’d have gone mad.” her tongue slides against a thick line of red lipstick. “what’s on yours ?” she seizes his cigarette. a quick bum.

“penny for your thoughts, dear? it may help you from going mad,” lucifer said, only half patronizing her. easily, he allows the mystery female to pluck the cigarette from his fingers and fiddled with the buttons on his shirt to keep his hands occupied. “just thinking about everyone here... why the came out, where they’re coming from, or more so what they’re running from.” luce always stuck his nose in to things and people’s business, even his patrons. 

            isaac frowned when he saw the male pull on his briefs, knowing that matt really was intending on leaving him for the night. remaining desperate for the mans attention and affection, the boy continued his pout when the muscular male sat on the bed with him. “i won’t be, you always use me and then leave.” he grumbled; obvious pain seeping within his voice. reaching forward  he pressed soft kissed up the others shoulder and collarbone, eventually planting a delicate kiss to the others plump lips. “i thought you liked me, can’t you just spend one night with me? it hurts whenever you leave,” he sighed, a tear welting up in his left eye. “don’t smirk at me, you know i hate how weak it makes me.”

“i don’t use you,” he corrected the other. matthew couldn’t help but roll his brown eyes at the other. to put it lightly, he was annoyed. why couldn’t he have it his way? why couldn’t he have a normal, cool relationship where they fuck around? matt hated when he didn’t get his way. he always got his way, but not this time. staying still, he allowed the other to press tiny kisses to his soft skin and returned the kiss on his lips. “i’ll stay another night, but not tonight. i told you i’m busy so another night when i’m not i will,” matt explained. the model was hoping isaac would take the bait. “sorry.”

“but i really wanna go, i’ve been craving it for weeks.” whining loudly at his response. svea was having a major diva moment. it was bound to happen anyways since the last time she had one was months ago. she always got cranky if she dealt with her modeling responsibilities: waxing to death, polishing her look and birth control. shaking her head underneath the pillow. “no. we’re not going so it’s whatever.”

cautiously, he stepped inside the bedroom and scanned the area. he was glad claire was at her mother’s because he did not want her to see svea acting like this. the last thing lake needed was two whiny babies on his hands. “then i’ll order a carry out. i know you’re order and i’ll go pick it up for you,” lake explained. “is that any better?”

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