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ella louise. @emcvillers ･ 140631 LIKES

two hours, twelves stitches and four different versions of how it happened. la, you are an absolute adventure. 

“honey, i don’t think you should do that”

with her hands flat against her face, she tries not to raise her voice at her boyfriend in the midst of their friends. eloise was always respectful of the things that harry wanted to do but often times she finds herself questioning the reasons behind them.

“no, look, it’ll be fine. i just gotta get over the fence here”

harry always said that his accent made his dumb ideas far less dumb than they truly are. often times, she agreed. together they were often a force to be reckoned with; his polite british and her cultivated french made them sound far more reliable than they truly were.

“no, harry, it’s barbed. i have no doubt you’ll make it--you’ll just hurt yourself in the process, is all”

she rolls her eyes much to the laughter of their friends that surrounded them. this was their first international trip outside of their tour--they were truly on vacation for the first time since they met. at the age of 27, harry wanted her to feel like a reckless teenager for once in her life. which is why he is breaking into an abandoned pool for her. 

“el, it’s okay, i’m almost--ah!”

just as he attempted to reassure her that he was okay, he loses his balance and falls about a metre and a half to the floor. the grass below him softens the blow (sort of) and warily he stands to show he is okay. 

“see guys, wasn’t that hard”

she takes a step back, adrenaline now pushing her to be with her stupid reckless boyfriend as she scans the wired fence for an entry point. she finds it in a small dent at the bottom and after a few moments, and a lot of dirt stains, she makes it to the other side. she’s at first concerned though she begins to laugh when she realises he had managed to injure himself.

ella louise. @emcharming ･ 140631 LIKES

another casual pool day with the charming family #UncleNini C: @dlncharming 

“uh, did i miss something?”

ella swears she had been gone for no more than a few minutes, having just ducked inside to quickly get a drink, only to return to her nieces and nephews piling upon her brother. she can hear benjamin declare it was his turn and appropriately places himself onto his uncles stomach. 

“nothing stops a fuckboi”

she tries not to look offended at her brothers choice of word, her jaw falling slightly ajar as she stares at charles. he seemed to find the entire situation hilarious while his wife just stands over jason, continuing to take photos. 

“he called me hot mom again”

dalena explains when she returns to where they were standing. she vaguely remembers the name from when they were in school but she had thought that the name ended when dalena got married and had kids--when she became an actual hot mom. eloise just stares, waiting for an explanation. 

“apparently cecilia didn’t understand what that meant so she asked della for an explanation who then asked benji and when neither could come up with an answer, they went to olivier. guess what the king said?”

in the distance, celia approaches the pile and plops herself down onto her uncle, shoving benjamin out of the way in the process. she nestles herself right into his torso, wrapping small arms around him. returning to the conversation, she waits for her sister-in-law to finish the story.

“overheating. they thought i was overheating. so, naturally, they started crying because they thought i would catch on fire. i had to tell them that uncle jason was the one that was overheating, not me”

glancing over at the situation, dalena laughs. it had escalated and now all three of her small children were piled on their uncle. eloise would go over and help him but she found the situation far too endearing to do anything about it. instead, she snaps herself a photo to laugh at later on.