"So what now?" He asks, charting the alphabet into her thigh and she thinks she's going to dissolve in the possibilities of what ifs.
She shrugs, can't let herself open her mouth because she still doesn't trust herself with her answer (loveme/marryme/havesexwithme/spendforeverwithme/neverletmego/justlistenlistenlistentomeandmycrazy) but he smiles and maybe, just maybe, she thinks he knows.
"I liked you first," she likes to tell him when she's being petulant and he's got her so close to the edge, arguing about the fucking Doors and their ineloquent new single and it's like every argument, he's teasing her with a kiss, doesn't want to let her win because fuck it, it's 10 to 1 at the moment and it's Monday morning at college no one wants to be Debbie Downer.
"I loved you first," he says in reply, quietly like he's unsure if it was the right moment to bring that little doozy out, he fidgets for a while before he looks up at her, carefully, cautiously, unsure of how she's going to return the ball.
"I," and she stutters for half a second that feels like half an hour before he gets it and nods.
"I know."
He catches her, one time, looking in the mirror and trying to figure how she can be going out with a boy like him when she looks like this.
"It's luck really," he whispers to her that night, when he's clambered into her bed after curfew, 'that I get to have a best friend and a girlfriend in one. Cuts down the time I need to spend with people."
"You're an tosser," she mumbles into his arm because this is terrifying and embarassing that he gets it enough to try and reassure her.
"So you never liked Chloe," she implores, trying to make sense of everything.
"Archie's gay!?," he reiterates for the third time, because what the fuck.
"But you kissed her?"
"You kissed Archie! I didn't really fucking like it."
"You-.. but why?"
"She was there and you weren't."
It's terrible, but she's flattered that someone puts Chloe secondary to her.
He walks her to Kester's office one day, hovers at the door and then asks, really, very quietly if it would be okay, if sometime in the future, he gets to meet him.
She doesn't say anything, feels scared and empowered and sick all at the same time but she wonders if this is what love feels like.
"So what now?" He asks, charting the alphabet into her thigh and she thinks she's going to dissolve in the possibilities of what ifs.
She shrugs, can't let herself open her mouth because she still doesn't trust herself with her answer (loveme/marryme/havesexwithme/spendforeverwithme/neverletmego/justlistenlistenlistentomeandmycrazy) but he smiles and maybe, just maybe, she thinks he knows.
"I liked you first," she likes to tell him when she's being petulant and he's got her so close to the edge, arguing about the fucking Doors and their ineloquent new single and it's like every argument, he's teasing her with a kiss, doesn't want to let her win because fuck it, it's 10 to 1 at the moment and it's Monday morning at college no one wants to be Debbie Downer.
"I loved you first," he says in reply, quietly like he's unsure if it was the right moment to bring that little doozy out, he fidgets for a while before he looks up at her, carefully, cautiously, unsure of how she's going to return the ball.
"I," and she stutters for half a second that feels like half an hour before he gets it and nods.
"I know."
He catches her, one time, looking in the mirror and trying to figure how she can be going out with a boy like him when she looks like this.
"It's luck really," he whispers to her that night, when he's clambered into her bed after curfew, 'that I get to have a best friend and a girlfriend in one. Cuts down the time I need to spend with people."
"You're an tosser," she mumbles into his arm because this is terrifying and embarassing that he gets it enough to try and reassure her.
"So you never liked Chloe," she implores, trying to make sense of everything.
"Archie's gay!?," he reiterates for the third time, because what the fuck.
"But you kissed her?"
"You kissed Archie! I didn't really fucking like it."
"You-.. but why?"
"She was there and you weren't."
It's terrible, but she's flattered that someone puts Chloe secondary to her.
He walks her to Kester's office one day, hovers at the door and then asks, really, very quietly if it would be okay, if sometime in the future, he gets to meet him.
She doesn't say anything, feels scared and empowered and sick all at the same time but she wonders if this is what love feels like.
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(how excited are you for s2!!!!!)
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like, i dont want them to protract the story just for the sake of ratings and continuing the show bc that would ruin it.
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