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"You know you don't have to go inside right?" Wes says averting your attention towards him. You nod and shallow hard, nervously walking into the house. 

Everyone's dancing and having a great time. The music is vibrating the whole house, just the way you like it. Yet, you can't seem to force a smile on your face. Wes leads you through the crowd of people to the kitchen.

"You okay?" he asks once you had gotten to a more quiet spot.

"Yeah. It's just..." 

"Keaton," he interrupts, looking at you intently. Yeah I know."

It's not that you didn't want to be there. Parties are cool, whatever. It's just the fact that Keaton has this new girl he's been hanging around and he wants you to meet her tonight. 

You and Keaton have been best friends for four years now. Sitting down at the table, you think back to the first time you heard him sing.

You remember sitting and listening to him, falling head over heels. He opened up to you fully that night and you've been completely in love with him ever since.

Tears form in your eyes at the memories and you quickly push away the thoughts, as he and his new girlfriend walk in. 

"Electra!!" Keaton bursts, letting go of the girl's hand and wrapping you in a hug. God, his hugs were the best. "This is Bailey," he says loudly motioning to a slim, tall, blonde. 

"Hey," you manage in a whisper. She waves and Keaton pulls her into his lap, as he joins you at the table.

Keaton makes conversation and is starting to tell Bailey about him and you growing up. "Excuse me," you say getting up. "I'm sorry. I can't do this."

You run down the hall, tears falling down your cheeks now. Without skipping a beat you run into Keaton's room on instinct and fall onto his bed, sobbing at this point. 

Knocking starts outside the door. "Electra." You wipe your eyes with your sleeve and sit up. "Electra, can I come in," you hear Keaton say softly. He opens the door slightly and you look away, wrapping your arms around your legs. 

Making his way across the room your heart begins beating faster and faster the closer he gets. Finally he reaches the bed and stands beside you. You feel his eyes burn into you. You don't look at him but you already know what he wants.

You scoot over and make room for him and he takes a seat, never taking his eyes off of you. "What's wrong?" he whispers. 

"Go away Keaton," you say, still not looking at him. 

He places a hand on your knee and you melt at his touch. "Is it something I did?" 

Instantly you start feeling guilty, but don't budge. You close your eyes tight to hold in the next round of tears on the verge of falling. "God, Keaton. No." 

You hear him shift just before feeling his other hand placed on your back. He moves you to face him and you cover your eyes with your hands. If you look at him you know you're going to break down and start crying again.

His fairly rough hands gently take hold of yours. "Hey, come on. Look at me," he says just above a whisper, taking your hands from your eyes. 

Your eyes meet his beautiful green ones and your stomach flips. "I'm sorry," you say, looking down. 

Letting go of one hand, but keeping hold of the other, he lifts your chin to look at him. "I know you're gonna try and tell me nothing's wrong and to leave you alone. But you should know by now that's not going to happen." 

You sigh and squeeze his hand before letting go. Now's the time to tell him. "Keaton, I like you. I like you... As more than my best friend," you stammer, looking away. 

Hearing his gulp doesn't ease you any and you eagerly wait for his response.

"Electra?" You turn and expect to see a scared but hurt expression. Instead his lips crash into yours and you two move in sync. You smile through the kiss and pull away, not opening your eyes. He rubs his nose against yours and laughs slightly. 

"I've loved you for so long, you have no idea," he says quietly.

"Really?" you say sincerely shocked. You feel him nod before dropping his head in the crook of your neck.

"What about Bailey?" you say suddenly, scared of his response. 

"Honesty?" he asks, looking back up at you. "She's only here to make you jealous. Tonight was the night I was going to confess my love for you or whatever Wes called it," he admits, smiling.

You laugh at the thought of Wes pretending he didn't know Keaton liked you back all this time. You hold a smile and put your hand on Keaton's cheek. "Your brother's an idiot."

"Tell me about it," he says. "But I'm an idiot for not telling you sooner."

With that he places a kiss on your forehead, then your nose, then your lips. 

"I could have been doing that for three years now," he sighs.

You smile at his cheesiness. "It's okay. You have the rest of ours lives to do that, Keaton." 

And you were right.

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both of these are so chill and perfect to vibe out to ahh

west coastt - im legit just closing my eyes and listening to this, soo good

totally not my type | dont really like it | it’s ok | pretty good | wow that’s fucking amazing | i started downloading it 2 seconds into it

garden grove, always a good one but ever since the vegas video thats all i think about when i listen to it hgl;kag

totally not my type | dont really like it | it’s ok | pretty good | wow that’s fucking amazing | i started downloading it 2 seconds into it

sup couch how ya doin

Ship: Keaton

Date: Carnival/Fair