can't fight this feeling

          ‘ —you’re not seriously suggesting we do that, are you?? ’

“come on, negative nancy. it’ll be awesome!”

“ i’m sorry i uh, i’m a bit NERVOUS.” trent admits to the model sitting next to him on the yacht, wiping off his semi-sweaty hands on swimming trucks. he didn’t know if he could pull this publicity stunt off, he’d never thought he’d be in this position before. but his management INSISTED and he couldn’t say no to the people that paid him the big bucks, the people the gave him the opportunity tour all around the world. “how are we supposed to…do this? should i hold your hand or um, put it around your waist or, i dunno i just don’t know what to do with my hands.” he rambled on anxiously, he was starting to PANIC now, he couldn’t fake this. not only was he a bad actor, the model was HOT, and he was unconformable being photographed with his shirt off to be plastered all over the tabloids. 

rudy smiled lightly, watching the male stumble over his words. having been lumped into a publicity stunt wasn’t one of his agent’s best ideas but once he saw how hot his “boyfriend” was, he was definitely all for it. “don’t worry about it. truth be told, so am i.” rudy’s smile grew, resting his hands on his bare knees. the salt from the water was spraying up his back and it was a nice feeling to him. “here, i’ll show you.” rudy chuckled, lightly grabbing one of trent’s hands and placing it on his lower back. he then placed his own hand on trent’s knee. “just act natural and it’ll sell really easily.”

❝yeah.. i know that.❞

“Glad that’s cleared up.”

         “     can you, um, keep an eye on my drink? i need a piss.   ” 

“Sure, bro.” Juliet nodded, doing a two-finger salute from her forehead. “I’ll watch your booze.”

             & he’s sitting at the table with his head in his hands, a scoff immediately pouring from his lips at the sound of the other asking what was wrong. were they serious ? ‘ the way you go around spending my money like it’s your’s is what’s wrong ! are you fuckin’ kidding me ? ’

“God, sorry for fucking wanting to do something nice for you!” Asher spat, his eyes darkening in anger. “Next time, i’ll just leave you to get your own shit and i’ll keep my money to myself and not treat you.”

❝i’m not going anywhere with you.❞  

“You’re going to have to let me venture someplace alone, you know?”

“No problem, babe.” Zach practically had heart eyes watching Asher play with his lip ring, a small smile forming as he leaned his head on the wall, hands resting on top of the pillow. The boy was just so cute. Zach couldn’t get enough of him. “That fight we had in the hall, though–that helps. Say they’re from angry make up sex.” He joked, twisting his trademark rings around his finger. “Y’know, maybe we should tell our friends the whole story. From being fake boyfriends to, like, what we are now.” 

Asher’s heart fluttered as Zach affectionately branded him with the pet name, a blush rising to his cheeks, not that there wasn’t already one there. He lifted a knee up to his chest, resting his chin on it and turning his head towards Zach, a cheeky smile on his lips. “Angry make up sex. That sounds so great.” Asher sighed contently, his thoughts going somewhere naughty before he snapped himself out of it quickly. “You think so? They might take it negatively, seeing as we kinda lied to them.”

“ One more step and I break your neck. “ She hissed,         bearing her fangs as her hues went dark. 

“Try it, pretty girl.” Ivy teased. “It won’t do much.”

Prison was just enough right now, hearing the things from the person in front of him didn’t make things better. “What are you even saying right now?” Jax said and chuckled lightly.  

“I’m saying that I’m leaving you.” Ivy sighed, sadness in her eyes. “Charming just isn’t the place for me. I belong in New Orleans.”

Stay awesome, dear cookies & have a lot of fun!

NOT RP RULES. PLEASE JUST READ THINGS. 

 Zach watched as Asher made an attempt to get off of him, cheeks flushing at the feeling of him brushing against..well, y’know. “Can you blame me? I was being straddled and kissed by a hot blonde, something was bound to happen.” He said casually, shrugging his shoulders. He acted as if he wasn’t embarrassed at all by it, but he still reached for a pillow and put it over his lap as soon as Asher had moved. “Anyway. I think we need to discuss those hickeys on your neck. How are you gonna explain them? I didn’t know I was going that hard.”

Asher grinned, pressing himself against the wall as he watched Zach. “Aw, thanks for the compliment.” He winked, playing with his lip ring as he witnessed the male grabbing a pillow. “Well, I could just come out with the truth. I mean, people think that we’re dating already so it’s not hard to explain. And I didn’t mind them at all. It was pretty hot and felt really good.”

“Because I just do.”

“Well don’t. Because one day I’m going to disappear and you’re going to be hurting, and I don’t want that.”

“i can’t help if i miss you. it’s the power of human emotion.”

                         “mother’s day is bad when you do not ‘ave a mother.”

“pretty much.”