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Favorite couples?
Morley for obvious reasons, Sabratticus it’ll happen. just wait, Will and someone who is not Megan, Parcher, Joshlani they’re both super cute. i think it would work out, but then again i though bennifer would work out.
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Back In Your Arms || Megiam Chatzy
Liam saw the castle lights from the mountain top and smiled in their direction. He had no broom, nothing that could help him get there, but he ran. He ran as fast as he feet could carry him. Dropping both bags, he knew he didn't need their contents as much as he needed Meg's arms and fled to the castle. Standing at one end of the Black Lake, he desperately wished he could apparate on school grounds. But other than the small rings in the classroom they'd practiced in, it was impossible. Finally climbing up the courtyard, he made his way down the corridor. It was past midnight and he checked over his shoulder time and again for Prefects roaming the halls. Once in the common room he gave a sigh of relief and made his way to his room, catching his breath before he opened the door. Laying in his bed, just as he suspected was the girl of his dreams, curled in a ball, the orange cat nestled to her, he debated on whether to let her sleep or to wake her up. Opting to let his own emotions aside and let her rest, he pulled off his shirt, and tugged off his jeans, leaving on his gray boxers and sitting on the edge of the bed to pull off his socks.23:16
Megan~Â was in dreamland and her in dreams she was laying on a blanket, in a field filled with Daisies and Liam was there covering her in kisses, it made her smile in her sleep she felt a movement in the bed and she moved to feel for Dandy she groaned softly when felt him laying beside her she decided it was just her mind playing tricks on her ecause she wished that it was Liam, she went to grab Dandy ut he was gone making his way to the edge of the bed she just pulled the blanket over her head trying to go back to sleep23:27
Liam looked behind as he felt movement on the bed, seeing Meg cover her head with the blanket. He spun around and laid down beside her, uncovering her head. Her eyes closed, he reached up and stroked her face gently. "Meg," he said softly. "Are you awake?"
Through the Storm || Megiam Chatzy
Megan was sitting in her room cuddling with dandelion soaking his fur with tears she was beyond hurt never knowing someone who loved you could treat you like you mean nothing to them. She didn't even have the energy to go to classes so instead she stayed in her bed wearing an oversized black sweater. She had mascara running down her face but she didn't care not like she had anyone to impress. just laid there as Dandelion pressed his paw to her cheek trying to comfort her but her heart felt like it had been ripped out and danced on, because even though before Liam left he said he loved her, she felt no trace of love in the words he said to her the other day.May 16
Liam kicked off the covers that morning with a severe feeling of regret. His agitated mood from the night before was now gone and he looked forward to seeing Meg. Meg! His eyes shot open and he suddenly recalled all of the terrible things he'd said to her. He hadn't meant a single word of them. Sure some of them stemmed from the truth, like the fact that he didn't like that she wasn't confident, but he understood her reasoning behind it. He didn't like that he couldn't resist her pout, but that was his problem, not hers. Ugh, he hated, no he loathed himself for saying what he said to her and knew he had to make it right. But Meg wasn't at breakfast nor in classes for the whole day. After his final class, he went back to the common room knowing she'd probably be in her room. He also knew she wasn't going to come down for him, so he attempted the tunnel to her room. But halfway through, the floor got very slippery like he knew they would and instead he got down on hands and knees and crawled carefully and slowly to the door. He'd never been in the girl dorms before so he had no idea which was hers. The first door he check behind, the room was empty, but the second he saw a tiny redhead girl sitting in bed, hugging her cat. Immediately his eyes fell, soft and sorry as he stepped from behind the door. "Megs?" he said sadly. "Can I come in?"
Loose Ends || Megiam Chatzy
Liam knew he had to talk to Meg. She had to be avoiding him because she was mad, but now he was hurting. He'd never gone this long without seeing her, or at least hearing from her. He wanted to say he was sorry, wanted things to go back to the way they were. Walking into the library he checked every nook and cranny for her. She wasn't in the common room and when he'd asked Char, she said Meg wasn't in her room either. He knew she had to be in the library. If she wasn't he'd cross that bridge, but he could feel her here. He knew she was. Glancing around he almost was about to give up and walk out, possibly to the kitchens if not to find Meg, then for a snack. But a bright red vision caught his eyes when he saw her, facing a bookshelf away from him, standing in the corner. She reached up on her tip toes for a book and he walked up behind her as she turned around. "Meg," he said approaching her. "We need to talk."
Your Kiss Is On My List || Megiam
The day was bright and the sun was out. Liam thanked the weather for being so cooperating as he sat on the edge of the Black Lake. Leaning back with his hands in the sand, he crossed his leg over the other, feeling the warmth of the sun on his bare skin. Meg sat beside him in her sweet little one piece bathing suit. He'd told her how cute polka dots were on her when she'd taken off her cover up at the start of the day. They'd brought food and drinks and had already been finished with lunch for an hour as they sat peacefully, feeling the sun on their cheeks and watching the occasional ripple of water as fish and other creatures in the lake scanned for food on the surface.Â
Looking over at Meg, he smiled. "You think you might want to go in?" he asked. "It's getting kind of hot to me." And it was, the sun beating down on his neck, he felt himself starting to sweat and thought a nice dip would be relieving. However, it was only May and he knew the water wouldn't be so forgiving as much as frigid. He knew if she agreed, he'd have to make her run in before she realized it was too cold. Standing up, he held out his hand to help her up. "Come on, Red," he said with soft eyes. "Let's go."Â
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All We Have Is Now || Megiam
Everything was planned, and Liam made his way down the corridor to Hufflepuff house. Waiting just outside, he leaned against the wall, waiting for his redheaded girlfriend to emerge. He knew she'd probably be dressed in a dress and a sweater, her hair falling in curly tendrils. Her hair was a little longer than when they'd first met. And he liked it. Leaning against the wall, he crossed his arms and thought about everything he did today to prepare for their date. He was used to seeing Meg, yes, but they usually just hung out in the common room or snuggled in Liam's bed. They rarely actually went on a date. And Liam wanted this one to be perfect. Seeing Meg, he smiled and gave her a hug and quick peck on the cheek. "Hey, Red," he said happily. "Are you ready?"Â
Pull Me Back to Earth || Megiam
The trip to the hospital wing with Bree was hard. A struggle climbing up the hill to the castle and walking through the halls with burned up arms was embarrassing to say the least, with students walking past, hushed tones in their voices, whispering to each other about their whereabouts. Hopefully, just a spell or potion gone wrong was the excuse they'd come up with. Liam ignored their eyes, helping Bree to the hospital wing while the burns on his arms stung against the breeze from walking on his bare flesh. He didn't dare look at them for fear of being disgusted.Â
Once they were all cleaned up and Madam Pomfrey had done the best she could, he was sent with a cup of pumpkin juice back to his room, given an excuse notice to miss classes the next day or so until his arms healed up. "No heavy lifting, no strenuous exercises, and I'm sure you'll find long sleeved skirts will be most uncomfortable," she said. Walking out into the corridor, he was allowed to leave while Madam Pomfrey paid more mind to Bree's face rather than his arms. He didn't know what to say to Bree about the whole ordeal and instead of offering to stay with her, he retreated to his room. He passed the girls' dormitory stairs, wondering where Meg was at the moment. Dinner? Probably. He climbed the stairs to his own room and closed the door behind him. He painfully removed his tattered shirt and threw it in a wastebasket, turning to head to his bed, but instead of finding his empty bed. He saw a vision with red curls propped up on it, remnants of a smile on her face.
He saw her eyes on his burned arms and he swallowed, his eyes hallow, watching her reactions as he stood there. He knew he'd have to tell her, but he thought he'd have some time before he did. He licked his lips and looked down at the floor before he looked back up at her, chewing on his lips a little, nervously. He half smiled at her and then simply said, "Hey," not even trying to walk over to her, knowing she'd be mad about the whole thing.Â
Slow it down, Angie, come back to bed. Rest your arms, and rest your legs.
