#bakeir

      ˢʰᶤᵗ˒ ˢʰᶤᵗ˒ ᶜˡᵃʸ ʷᵃᶰᵗᵉᵈ ᵗᵒ ʰᵉˡᵖˑ ᴮᵉ ᵗʰᵉʳᵉ ᶠᵒʳ ʰᵉʳ ᶤᶰ ᵃᶰʸ ʷᵃʸ ᵖᵒˢˢᶤᵇˡᵉˑ The only problem was Hannah Baker always made him nervous. Like, obviously he cherished their friendship. More than the ever-growing infatuation he had with her. But it did add extra stress. He wanted her to think of him as more than Helmet. He wanted her to think he was cool. “Um, wanna go for a spin?” Shit, that was stupid. Want to go for a spin? Who the fuck even says that. “My parent’s got me a car…It’s alright.”

scoff escapes him ,  as it so often does.  that seems to be his response to anything he doesn’t really know how to respond to , just scoffing and moving on.  but she’s still there , still looking at him like she’s expecting something.  he’ll be dramatic in his eye roll , entire head moving as if this was the most exhausting thing he’d ever dealt with.  “ alex traded up , get over it. ”  harsh words , but hannah really should’ve expected it.  nothing nice comes from talking to monty , pretty much everyone knows that by now.  but a few more words are given , considerably nicer , something pretty rare for him.  “ no one’s gonna hurt your boy. ”