:: DESPERADO

the-orange-islands (via dobrevarphs)

garrett can’t hide the grin that’s on his face and he doesn’t want to. he’s waited for her to say those words for so long. “and what happens if your dad finds out that you like me?” he asks. “you’ll be locked away and never to be found again, or i’ll be dead in a ditch somewhere.” he jokes but is partially serious. “i guess we need to make the most of now don’t you think?” his lips are inches away from hers, eyes on her lips as he speaks. “make you happy while i can.”

she shakes her head as her arms drape around his neck. “i don’t care about my father, garrett. you won’t end up dead in a ditch somewhere, i promise you that. i won’t let that happen.” she shouldn’t be laughing but she always does when they’re talking about something that could potentially happen, especially if it has anything to do with her father. her teeth graze against her lower lip as she nods her head. “please.” was the last thing she said before her lips pressed against his.

SHE LOCKED HERSELF in her car, shaking, almost violently. this night had been a whirlwind && honestly, she was still freaking out. it wasn’t that she didn’t expect this, hell, she had been placed in this situation time after time, but it was the first time she had the guts to get out of the flat when this was happening. the yelling, the fighting,t he punches thrown, it was all too much for her && she had cracked. she took shelter in her car, it being the only place she could think to stay in that was remotely safe. clutching her phone, her fingers tapped away, calling the one person she could trust. “h-hey. can i come over ???” she stuttered, not knowing she if would be able to handle the drive over.

it had surprised him to see her name flash across the screen of his phone, it caused his brows to furrow together as his fingers on his free hand had combed through the roots of his hair. harrison’s teeth graze against his lower lip as he debated if he should answer or not. a small sigh escapes them as his thumb moves across the screen, bringing his cellular device to his phone. “hello ??” a frown had engraved itself along his forehead as he listened to the girls distressed voice, causing him to immediately stand up from his seat. it didn’t matter how long it had been since they had seen each other, he still loved and cared for her. he always would, after all he was planning to MARRY her. “are you okay ?? what happened ?? of course you can come over. do you need me to pick you up ??”

forgets to charge the other’s iPad and leaves it dead on the coffee table

“you don’t have to apologise, beau. please don’t apologise.” it was almost like she was BEGGING although it wouldn’t be anything foreign if she was. she couldn’t help but allow a small laugh to escape her lips, the previous feeling seemed to subside as she heard her best friend speak. “i know that you like me, you’ve told me a few times when you were under the influence.” lacey spoke however she definitely wasn’t going to tell him that he had told her he was in love with her. it made her UNCOMFORTABLE to tell him such thing. if he truly felt that way he would tell her, she wasn’t going to force anything upon him. “i like you too. i guess i was just mad that you were letting me go so easily after you, after you.. you know ??” 

“that’s a bit of an understatement. not very good? try terrible — horrible even.” he teases pushing in the fact that she couldn’t get the clue. he’s glad that he’s finally said it though. “say that again? i went temporarily deaf. i just need you to whisper it again – seemed like three words, right here in my ear.” garrett points at his ear smirking down at her, even lowering his head to give her more room to reach up to him.

“nothing i do is HORRIBLE, garrett.” she jokes. she rolls her eyes as she shakes her head at the boy’s silliness. although, it was one of the things she loved about the blonde. gwenyth reaches up, leaning on her tip toes once again before her lips are inches away from his ear. “i like you.” was all she said before a small grin plastered along her lips.

translucent-chances  (via wnq-writers)

he’s rolling his eyes instinctively at her. “you really gotta start paying attention. i don’t know how many times i gotta say it for it to slap you across that pretty face.” his smile takes over his face pulling her in and hiding his face against her neck. “i like you – a lot, you hear that?” garrett whispers into her ear. “cause i can whisper it a few hundred times.”

“i’m not very good at subtle signs, you should know this about me by now.” a small smirk seemed to be engraved across her lips as she looks up at him. her fingers tangle through the hair on the back of his head as she feels his head against his neck. “i can get used to hearing that.” she admits. “i like you too.”

the net morning was hardly a common occurrence.t hey were still intertwined as if they were meant to remain in such a position for more than the night. the rays from an early sunrise peek through the curtains, waking beau to a pounding headache and a confused state. “babe…” he whispers, waking up the girl, or at least attempting to. he isn’t entirely sure what happened last night but the both are still clothed so he assumes their relationship status has not moved since his last sober moment. it’s clear he hardly remembers any of the conversation from the night before. in fact, he’s probably even forgotten about the emotions attached to the conversation. he’s kept them hidden away for another moment. one even he doesn’t knoiw about.

she’s still sound asleep in his arms by the time he woke up, her head laying on his chest. a small groan escapes her parted lips as she hears the familiar voice. lacey tries her best to open her eyes but her lids are too heavy, it’d be best to keep them shut. “no, five more minutes. i’m comfy.” she whispers, her strained voice hardly audible. it was then that their previous conversation the night before came crushing around her, she remember everything and for a moment she wondered if he remembered anything. unlikely. lacey decided to shrug it off, hoping that she wouldn’t have to talk about what happened. “can’t we just stay in bed ?? i have no classes today.”

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garrett is rolling his eyes at her. “if you’ve known then you must not feel the same way because you didn’t like my hands on you.” he whispers, unsure of how to go threw with everything. “i didn’t think that i was trying to hide the crush — in fact almost everyone but you really knows about it. kinda sad eh? even my lab partner keeps asking me about how we’re coming along.”

“how do you know i wasn’t ENJOYING it ??” she was joking around with him, she never actually thought that he would admit it. her brows are furrowed, confusion flooding her face for a moment as the words that escaped his lips repeated in her head. she turns herself around, now facing him. “wait, you actually like me ??” she can’t help but let a small smile tug at her lips.