#1x1explorer

When Gabriel finally asks Cecily to marry her, she is shocked. It's a ridiculous reaction, considering how long the road has been just to get a ring on her finger, but seeing him kneeling in front of her, asking her to marry him, be with him for the rest of their lives, it takes her breath away. She had always wondered if Gabriel would eventually think of her to be too much, too loud, too brash, too reckless to settle down with. After all, it had taken him so long to bring up the subject of marriage anyway. 

Even after she found out he'd been biding his time until she was ready, Cecy still had some doubts. As much as she didn't like to think about it, the thought remained that William had once left the family he'd been born into, what if Gabriel left the family he married & created? But then, seeing the ring, she'd realized: a ten year old boy had done something reckless, emotional. 

Gabriel Lightwood thought things through; he was loyal. 

Sebastian: 

I don’t wanna call you, you know. I don’t. S’the last thing I wanna do is call you because you’re…doing the thing. Desk job. Far far away, like a, a fairytale or something. They always start off with ‘lands far far far way from evil ex-boyfriends tying them down’ it’s just how Disney works right. Maybe i’m not the prince in your story… This is- What am I even talking about? 

I was watching Grey’s Anatomy earlier. Izzie Stephanou- Wait no- the blonde one. Izzie. The annoying cheery happy one, with the yellow karma or chakra or whatever, she kind of looks like you. No she doesn’t. But I’m drunk and she’s blonde and her name is Lizzie and yours is Izzie- wait. 

That’s not right. Your name is Lizzie. 

And i love you. 

I hate missing you. 

I shouldn’t have called.

"You do?" Levi asked slowly, lifting his gaze to meet hers. She was standing on the porch and he on the ground, and from this angle, Hayley was almost three feet taller than him. 

"So what?" Logan asked loudly. "Are you just going to keep drowning yourself in serums and chemicals, ignoring all the good things that can be right in front of you?" He ran a hand through his hair, looking around to keep from meeting her gaze. Logan didn't know what would happen if he did, but it wouldn't be good. 

He'd never had a problem with his own emotions. He just dealt out the serums because he had to, because he needed to make a living. But anger, sadness, guilt, those were all feelings he was all too used to. 

Love came later, when he met Alice. Despair came after that, when he realized she would never feel the same way, at least, not without drugs.