#ellienashs

“trying?” alex tsks regretfully, matching ellie’s glance. “used to not even have to try.” rolling her eyes, the brunette moves to pluck the sweater out of her hands for inspection. “friends don’t let friends ruin their girlfriend’s clothes without giving them a thoroughly hard time about it.” she bites into her smirk and shakes her head at ellie’s handiwork. “‘kay, fine, guess i prefer you alive, so here’s what we’re gonna go: we’re gonna burn this -- no body, no crime. and then when she asks where it is, you just say you gave it to her ages ago. she totally misplaced it, our thoughtless little paigey.” smirk blazes into a grin. feels good to know she’s still got it.

it’s not his fault, he’s sure of it. it’s late and, yeah, craig’s good with late. some of his best work happens in the dead of night and maybe that’s what this is. watching ellie watching the city, her hair glows blood red in the fluorescent lights and against her top and the black of the sky. he doesn’t realize he’s staring ‘til she mentions it. “no,” he answers quickly, shakes it off. “-- sorry. no, you’re perfect. just wish i had my camera.” not that a picture would remotely encapsulate the moment.  he shows a half smile, nudges his shoulder to her’s. “rooftops in the middle of the night suit you.” he lets his gaze cast to the skyline, lets out a breath. “looks crazy down there.”

“easy, it’s more than meets the eye.” it’s not. craig scoffs a laugh, rolls his head back in dramatic impatience. “c’mon, we still have some pizza left. it’s probably achieved the perfect room temperature. still got flavor, but sans cheese so hot it’ll burn the roof of your mouth.” and he just kinda wants to hang longer. better than being alone. craig arcs a brow at her, a playful attempt at reverse psychology. “unless you’re scared i’m gonna make you watch the exorcist again.”

❛  i’ve  been  lost  but  i’m  here  now .  you’re  the  only  person  who  has  ever  been  able  to  find  me .  ❜

answered  here.  thank  you  so  much. 

                           it  wasn't  the  last  time  that  they  were  going  to  see  each  other. (  in  fact,  they  have  a  whole  trip  planned  when  she  comes  meet  him  out  there,  in  California.  )  though,  he  know  it  shouldn't  be  that  hard  to  say  goodbye,  it  was  hard  for  him.  it  was  just  a  goodbye  though.  it  wasn't  as  if  he  was  leaving  her  and  doesn't  see  her  ever  again.  (  she  promised  to  come  a  visit  when  she  has  the  time  and  when  he's  seated  out  there.  )  something  he  should  think  about  instead  of  just  mopping  around  like  he  does  now.  it  wasn't  a  goodbye  though.  it  wasn't  like,  it's  better  if  we  never  see  each  other  again.  no.  it  was  for  a  dream.  his  dream.  though,  how  can  he  appreciate  that  when  he  doesn't  even  share  it  with  his  friends  ?  with  her  ?  he  wondered  to  himself  as  he  walked  next  to  her  toward  joey's  car.  eyes  looking  at  the  house  he  did  grow  up,  he  remembered  the  moments  they  all  spent  together.  playing  around  and   watching  movies,  talking  about  their  problem.  who  is  he  going  to  talk  to  when  he’s   feeling  down?  on  the  phone  though,  it  isn’t  really  the  same.  he  know  she  is  there  if   he  needed  someone,  but he  would  rather  took  her  with  him  than  leave  her  here.  trying   not  to  show  any  sign  of  sadness,  he  looked  back  at  her  as  a  small  smile  appears  on  his  face.  putting  his  bag  in  the  car,  he  turned  around  and  took  ellie  in  his  arms,  hugging  her  tighly  as  he  smelled  her  parfume.  ❛   i’m  already  missing  you,  monkey.   ❜   he  said  as  a  giggle  escape  him  at  the  nickname  he  gaves  her  while  he  back  away   slowly  as  he  looked  at  her.   ❛   do  not  forget  about  me  just  yet.   ❜

– ‘ UH, YOU MADE THAT? ’ PAIGE ASKS, looking onward with visible apprehension. ‘ yeah, thanks, hon, but i think i’ll pass. ’ 

answered here. thank you for the feel. love them.