𝖕𝖊𝖊𝖗 𝖕𝖗𝖊𝖘𝖘𝖚𝖗𝖊 .

it was an extremely  AWKWARD  situation , there was no going around it , especially given the fact they were friends .  it was one thing to innocently flirt with one another  &  share a couple of longing glances , but there was nothing   i n n o c e n t  about this .  not even the slightest bit .  lena wasn’t sure why she let this happen in the first place , she wasn’t the type to normally take drugs to begin with yet alone hook up with someone she shouldn’t .  it wasn’t her style , it wasn’t her   &  yet …  her nerves began kicking in , unsure of how to proceed .  laugh it all of ?  pretend it never happened ?  talk about it ?   god , no matter the road they would going to take , the blonde knew she wasn’t going to like it .  “ yeah … same , “  she told him , her own pounding headache making it nearly impossible to  FORGET   the whole thing . especially when their eyes locked together , causing lena’s inside to twist in a way she wasn’t necessarily sure she liked .  since when did he had such an effect on her ?  was it because of last night or was it just her mind still playing tricks due to the aftermath of things ?  either way , she felt herself slightly relax , her own blue hues softening upon the sight of his . a silence overcome the two for a few moments , until he made a kind gesture of throwing her his shirt to cover herself up with , because it was exactly that : kind .  “  thanks , “  she said with a small smile , putting it on carefully enough not to reveal herself in the process . she wasn’t sure why she had the need to hide when he had  o b v i o u s l y   seen every inch of her last night , but yet … once the shirt was on her  &  the buttons were safely buttoned up , the blonde began biting on her bottom lip , very vividly nervous .  “ so … “  she began , unsure of herself  &  what she was going to say ,  “ some party , huh ?  “  it was the first thing that popped in her mind , which she realized was ridiculous the second she said it .  “ - sorry , that’s … shit , i don’t know , “  she shook her head ,  “  this is weird , “ 

*  ◞   𝐬𝐧𝐚𝐩𝐜𝐡𝐚𝐭   ↬   𝒔𝒂𝒏𝒈𝒔𝒕𝒆𝒓 ,  𝒘   .

@𝒙𝒐𝒈𝒊𝒈𝒊  ︰  guess  who  is  back  in  town  😶  i’ll  give  u  3  hints  :  probably  the  most  incredible  person  you  know  ,  insanely  hot  ,  and  who  you  have  the  most  fun  with  ever  😛 @𝒙𝒐𝒈𝒊𝒈𝒊  ︰  ik  ik  ,  amazing  news  .  seriously  contain  your  excitement  ,  how  much  did  you  miss  me  while  i  was  away  😇 @𝒙𝒐𝒈𝒊𝒈𝒊  ︰  and  more  importantly  what  do  you  have  in  mind  for  us  to  get  into  now  that  im  back  😈

closed starter for @wcsleys·

after what happened with wesley the night of the party, marty was ignoring him like he was some kind of plague. mostly, he was doing it because he hated the fact that he actually liked it. he hated himself for even doing that in the first place, but it’s already been done and he can’t go back on it. after all those posts on the gossip blog and the drama with his father, he really just wanted to get home. his face hurt, and he was tired. of course, the odds aren’t in his favor when none other than wesley fucking sangster is right there, in the elevator. he let’s out a groan, but comes inside anyways, the door shutting, so now they’re the only two in there. he doesn’t even look at him, he’s way too embarrassed to do that. marty is wondering if he’s going to ask about what happened to his face, something he really doesn’t want to talk about. he wouldn’t be surprised if he does, because he knows he looks awful right now. he leans back against the wall and let’s out a sigh. just his luck, right? the one person he’s trying to avoid is the one person he ends up in an elevator with. typical.

the  night  at  the  party  MESSED  wesley  up  for  numerous  reasons  .  in  the  back  of  his  mind  ,  he  KNEW  him  &  marty  always  had  something  ,  but  that  didn’t  mean  he  was  willing  to  act  on  it  or  face  the  consequences  .  with  a  bit  of  liquor  courage  ,  wes  crossed  a  line  that  maybe  he  SHOULDN’T  have  crossed  ,  but  he  couldn’t  deny  that  if  felt  right  .  when  wes  came  to  face  with  a  problem  he  wasn’t  ready  to  tackle  ,  he  ignored  it  ,  pretended  nothing  happened  .  his  plan  was  going  smoothly  up  until  marty  came  in  the  elevator  ,  of  fucking  course  .  his  eyes  followed  the  other  ,  taking  in  his  appearance  &  everything  about  him  .  his  face  was  covered  in  bruises  ,  which  brought  a  small  frown  to  the  boy’s  face  ,  &  he  didn’t  seem  like  the  usual  cocky  marty  .  the  heir  pursed  his  lip  (  &  swallowed  his  pride )  ,    “  what’s  up  marty  .  ”  he  spoke  up  ,  trying  to  act  casual  ,  pretend  as  if  NOTHING  happened  right  .  you  could  quickly  breakdown  wes’  facade  ,  his  eyes  couldn’t  gaze  at  the  other  for  more  than  a  couple  of  seconds  at  a  time  &  he  was  fidgeting  with  the  rings  on  his  fingers  .

the  timing  of  his  music  was  nearly  impeccable;  perhaps  fate.  ‘supersonic  rocket  ship’  by  the  kinks  had  just  ended  when  he  heard  the  knock  at  his  door.  east  couldn’t  help  but  grin  when  he  saw  wesley’s  face  through  the  peephole.  the  other  hadn’t  even  finished  his  sentence  as  east  drew  him  in  for  a  big  embrace,  “ that’s  okay,  mate. ”  he  chuckled.  thank  goodness  he  was  here.  “ i’ve  missed  you  a  lot. ”  not  letting  go  until  more  than  a  few  seconds  later,  he  walked  back  into  his  living  room,  inviting  his  good  friend  in.  he  still  hadn’t  figured  out  if  he  wanted  to  bring  up  the  gossip  about  him  that  he’d  been  hearing  lately.  the  gossip  blogs  and  tabloids  certainly  weren’t  doing  either  of  them  any  favors  right  about  now.

kaia  nods  gently  at  his  words  ,  in  agreement  .  she  had  been  busy  ,  with  her  mom  getting  remarried  &  her  completely  throwing   herself  into  her  music .  but  she  wasn’t  too  busy  to  reach  out ,  that  wasn’t  an  accurate  excuse  .  the  brunette  didn’t  see  the  benefit  in  correcting  that ,  though  ,  it  was  probably  just  better  for  him  to  think  she  was  busy  instead  of  avoiding  him  .  her  feet  find  themselves  following  him  into  the  kitchen  ,  using  her  palm  to  hold  her  petite  frame  up  as  she  leaned  against  the  counter  ,  now  standing  next  to  him  as  he  began  chopping  some  vegetables .  she  made  sure  not  to  invade  his  personal  space  as  she  watched  him  ,  probably  too  closely  .  how  easy  it  was  for  her  to  still  get  caught  up  in  the  male  ,  well  it  took  her  by  surprise ,  but  she  didn’t  fight  it  ,  wanting  to  hold  onto  to any  fleeting  moment  because  it  could  easily  be  her  last  .  kaia  winces  when  she  notices  him  slit  his  finger  with  the  knife ,  her  first  instinct  wanting  to  be  to  soothe  him  ,  but  she  knows  she  can’t  .  not  like  she  would’ve  .  she  leans  off  the  counter  ,  caught  a  little  off  guard  by  the  accident  . “  are  you  okay  ?  ”  kaia  wonders  gently  , glancing  at  his  hand  before  back  up  at  him  .   now  that  they’re  standing  inches  apart  in  his  kitchen  ,  her  heart’s  racing  as  he  speaks  again  .  wesley  was  truly  someone  who’d  changed  her  life  ,  she  fell  in  love  with  him  faster  than  anyone  else   &  she  wondered  if  she’d  ever  be  able  to  let  that  go  .  she’s  not  sure  she  can  ,  if  she  hasn’t  been  able  to  shake  it  after  all  this  time  .   hazel  hues  wandering  mindlessly  as  she  considers  her  response  .   she  first  shrugs  as  a  response  ,  not  knowing  what  to  say  to  his  realizations  .  “  sure  ,  i  guess  you  could  call  it  that  if  you  want  .  i  don’t  really  know  .  i  wanted  to  talk  to  you  ,  see  you  ,  ”  kaia  explains  softly  .  “  some  girls  told  me  some  things  when  i  got  back  to  new  york  ,  you  know  ,  about  you  .  that  like  ,  what  happened  between  us  ,  in  the  hamptons  .  it’s  like  your  mo  or  something  ,  ”  she  explains ,  shutting  her  eyes  for  just  a  moment  after  hearing  how  ridiculous  it’d  sounded  out  loud  .  kaia  felt  guilty  for  even  saying  it  ,  hoping  it  wouldn’t  set  him  off  in  any  way  ,  but  she  didn’t  know  the  truth  ,  so  how  else  was  she  gonna  figure  it  out  besides  asking  ?

boss: sweet of you to think that i am capable of doing anything artsy besides playing the guitar

boss: had to fulfill fans dreams. who am i to deprive others of my practically hand sculpted body?

boss: the only thing hard about our workouts is watching you try to bench more than 200. it gives me a headache while spottin you

wes : well u gotta compensate for something

wes : idk whose hands but they messed up

bodie: who do you think u are? my mother?

bodie: ur facts are wrong, pal

bodie: u know i'm not :p

wes: no , i'm just telling u the hard truths

wes: my facts r backed up by science man

            the  two  have  barely  spoken  nine  words  to  each  other  ,  and  auriella  already  wants  to  leave  .  in  all  honesty  ,  she’d  rather  eat  her  own  foot  than  be  sitting  across  from  him  ,  especially  after  the  two  got  into  yet  another  argument  about  whether  or  not  auriella  cheated  .  she  knows  she  didn’t  ,  but  it’s  impossible  to  get  wesley  to  believe  that  that  was  the  point  blank  truth  .  she’s  tired  of  the  back  and  forth  ,  and  she’s  especially  tired  of  constantly  repeating  herself  .  ‘  fine  ,  ’  the  blonde  sighs  as  she  moves  to  take  a  seat  on  the  chair  .  a  waitress  approaches  the  moment  she  takes  a  seat  ,  and  she  figures  it’d  be  best  to  eat  if  the  two  were  to  have  a  decent  conversation  .  auriella  orders  herself  some  blueberry  pancakes  with  a  side  of  sweet  potato  fries  and  an  iced  tea  .  ‘  you’re  paying  for  this  ,  ’  she  says  while  handing  the  menu  back  over  .  she  exhales  slowly  ,  folding  her  arms  across  her  chest  as  she  leans  back  in  her  seat  .  ‘  what  else  do  you  want  me  to  say  ,  wes  ?  i’ve  said  the  same  story  countless  of  times  ,  and  no  matter  how  much  i  try  to  make  you  realize  that  ,  you  make  it  seem  like  i’m  the  asshole  in  this  situation  .  sure  ,  i  lied  ,  but  it  was  about  the  party  and  you’re  a  dick  for  believing  some  shitheads  over  me  .  ’

“  well  ,  pasta’s  pretty  damn  awesome  ,  ”  she  smiles  softly  .  “  but  i’ll   try  and  keep  my  expectations  to  a  minimum  ,  ”  the  brunette  follows  softly  ,  trying  to  lighten  the  intensity  between  them  with  her  banter .  this  was  in  fact  the   first   time  they’d  seen  each  other  in  almost  eight  months  ,  the  last  time  she  remembered  perfectly  ,  like  it  was  yesterday  .  she  was  angry  at  herself  for  taking  this  long  to  reach  out  to  him   ,   both  of  them  being  left  in  the  dust  to  assume  things  ended  with  that  last  day  .  she  didn’t  know  yet  if  that  was  beneficial  or  not  ,  part  of  her  reason  for  being  here  to  get  that  answer  .  she  didn’t  know  what  to  expect ,  it  was  possible  she  could  leave  her  with  zero  closure  ,  &  kaia  was  prepared  for  that  outcome  .  but  they  ran  in  the  same  circles  now  ,  had  the  same  friends  ,  groups  ,  they  were  bound  to  run  into  each  other  eventually .  but  kaia  preferred  to  do  things  on  her  preferred  time  ,  instead  of  the  possibility  of  a  surprise   .  she  wanted  to  either  fix  things  ,  or  just  move  on  .  her  hazel  hues  latch  onto  his  brown  ones  once  again   ,  as  he  continues  speaking  .  she  smiles  lightly  at  his  joke  ,  shaking  her  head  subtly  in  response  .   kaia  watched  closely  as  he  answered  his  question  ,  when  his  gaze  altered  to  the  ground  ,  &  when  it  returned  ,  she  was  right  there  ready  to  catch  it  again  .  his  hesitation  just  made  her  wonder  what  was  wrong  ,  she  figures  it’s  definitely  not  her  place  to  ask  though  .   the  longer  she  looks  at  him  the  more  she’s  remembering  ,  the  memories  she’s  tried  to  push  down  &  ignore  all  this  time  ,  suddenly  rising  back  up  to  the  surface  ,  her  physical  reminder  standing  right  in  front   of  her  now .  he  was  exactly  how  she  remembered  ,  the  lingering  smell  of  his  same  shampoo  ,  the  way  his  hair  fell  ,  the  way  his  lips  moved  ,  how  he  looked  at  her ,  it  all   brought  her  right  back  .  “   i’m  good ,  too ,  ”    she  replies  ,  her   voice   barely  audible  this  time   as  she’s  caught  up  in  her  thoughts  .  “  i’m  sorry  it  took  me  so  long  to  ,  uh  ,  i  guess  reach  out ,  ”  the  brunette  finally  states  ,  hoping  to  address  the  elephant  in  the  room  .  it  made  sense  for  it  to  be  tense  between  them  ,  they  weren’t  in  their  hamptons  oasis  away  from  all  their   real  life  problems  ,  where  they  had  nobody  to  worry  about  but  themselves  .  but  the  city  was  different  ,  it  was  toxic  ,  living  here  came  with  all  of  that  .  the  drama  that  followed  no  matter  where  you  went  ,  the  eyes  constantly  on  you  ,  the  insane  rumours  that  dominated  people’s  lives  .   it  made  her  miss  chicago  often  ,  but  new  york  was  her  home  now  ,  &  with  all  the  bad  came  enough  good  to  make  up  for  it  .  the  brunette  tucks  a  piece  of  her  hair  behind  her  ear  when  she  feels  it  fall  across  her  face  ,   looking  back  up  at  the  taller   boy  .  “  i  guess  i’m  also  here  ‘cause  i  just  hate  how  things  ended  between  us  .  ”  kaia  admits  ,   referring  to  the  radio  silence  on  both  sides  .  

                      She  leaned  against  the  closest  counter  once  the  glass  was  in  her  hand,  yet  another  laugh  escaping.  ❝I  should  thank  you  for  stealing  my  food?  I’m  not  sure  that’s  how  it  works.  I  think  if  you’re  allowed  to  be  offended  over  me  stealing  a  few  french  fries,  I’m  allowed  to  be  offended  over  you  stealing  my  leftovers,  it’s  only  fair.❞  Her  last  words  came  out  fast  in  some  attempt  at  pushing  them  out  and  quickly  moving  on  before  he  had  a  chance  to  argue  against  it.  ❝Sneaky  hands  or  just  way  better  reflexes?❞  Questioned,  only  before  breaking  out  into  a  small  fit  of  laughter  towards  his  joke  while  attempting  to  hold  onto  her  plate  and  glass.  ❝Of  course,  real  priorities,  of  course.❞  Added  jokes  through  smiles  and  small  bits  of  laughter,  always  glad  to  be  able  to  feel  comfortable  and  relaxed  in  the  familiar  environment.  After  all,  it  had  to  be  impossible  to  feel  tense  around  someone  so  ridiculous  —  in  the  best  of  ways.  ❝Alright,  new  food  rule,  you  can  steal  food  but  you  can’t  steal  desserts.  That  sounds  fair  and  reasonable  to  me.❞