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Post by eric sutton on Nov 27, 2013 17:05:06 GMT -5
* ERIC SUTTON !
I STRUGGLE TO FIND MYSELF THIS TIME:
SAVE YOURSELF FOR A MAN WITH A CONSCIENCE
I hear the approaching of footsteps behind me before her voice reaches my ears. I pause and stop as Hazel steps in front of her, her brown eyes running over my for a moment. There was hint of the former lust there, just a sizing up of someone new. What had happened to us? We'd been so close before she'd moved, before everything had changed. I breathe a sigh, dropping my bright blue gaze to my feet.
"I really do have to take Dia out.. pretty cool they let be bring her, huh?" I ask, a small smile crossing my face at the thought of my corgi. "C'mon, she should remember you.." I add, grabbing Hazel's hand to finish walking towards the teacher's dorms.
I stop outside my room, 147, and stick the key into the door to push it open. I turn the lights on, dropping down to pull the dog into my arms, smiling. Dia's nose sniffed at Hazel, her brown and blue eyes on her face.
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Post by hazelashton on Nov 27, 2013 17:21:22 GMT -5
" I couldn't imagine you coming without her." I say, smiling at the memories of all three of us curled up on my bed, his couch. Anywhere really. " I hope so, though it's been a while." I reply, biting my lip before Eric grabs me hand and starts pulling me down the hall. I can still feel the electricity as we touch, and after just a few seconds I can hear my heart beat. His hand feels so warm, like it always does. Does he not see how much it's changed? Not that I minded how he was acting. Like we'd only been apart for weeks, rather than the years that stretched between us. I feel a pang of disappointment as he releases my hand to grab Dia, but simply brush it off, closing the door behind me.A smile grows on my face as he picks up Dia, and I scratch the back of her neck softly. " Why did you walk out so suddenly?" I ask, looking at Dia rather than him. Honestly, I was glad to have something else to look at. |
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Post by eric sutton on Nov 27, 2013 17:30:17 GMT -5
* ERIC SUTTON !
I STRUGGLE TO FIND MYSELF THIS TIME:
SAVE YOURSELF FOR A MAN WITH A CONSCIENCE
"I wouldn't have," I reply seriously, pressing a kiss to the top of Dia's head. I've never (and enver will) go anywhere without her, unless it was just a quick trip shopping or something trivial like that. But, moving all the way to America? I'd never leave her. I watch as Hazel pets the back of the corgi's neck, and an expression that I called a smile came over Dia's face. I chuckle and set her back down, running a hand through my brown hair as I straighten back up. I walk over to the table set against the wall, grabbing her red and black leash.
My face burns at her question and I shrug, glad that I wasn't facing her at the moment. "Why'd you lie?" I counter, raising my eyebrows at her as I walk back to crouch down beside Dia. I clip the leash to her collar, looking up at Hazel. "You know I can tell when you're lying, so don't think about doing it again," I add, getting back to my feet.
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Post by hazelashton on Nov 27, 2013 17:58:15 GMT -5
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i like how you can see someone grabbing a bottle in his GIF xD I sigh as Dia relaxed, kind of glad that she remembered me. I'd loved this dog while I was in London. She'd always seemed to be with us. Though I didn't mind the moments when she wasn't. My lips purse as he avoided my question, then points out my lying. So he could still tell, crap. That's not good. I'd gotten used to no one being able to read me. Though I didn't find it very fair that he avoided my question and then asked an equally trying one, and expected me to answer honestly. It was so.. Eric. I try to stop a smirk from crossing my face as he faces me, but barely succeed, and the corner of my lips quirk up a little. My shoulders come up in a small shrug as I look at him. " I can avoid questions too." I state, sticking out my tongue. I cross my arms, trying to glare but not really managing it with the smirk that was spreading on my face. |
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Post by eric sutton on Nov 27, 2013 18:06:28 GMT -5
* ERIC SUTTON !
I STRUGGLE TO FIND MYSELF THIS TIME:
SAVE YOURSELF FOR A MAN WITH A CONSCIENCE
I blink stupidly as she takes a step towards me, though a good foot or two of space still seperated us. I wanted to pull her into my arms, hold her, tell her how much I'd missed her. But.. no. That'd be showing weakness. And, I was anything but weak. Or at least I liked to think. "Yeah.. I'm not stupid, Hazel," I say simply, shaking my head a bit. I hoped that none of the hurt I felt inside was showing in my pale blue eyes, I knew how she used to be able to read me.
"It was pretty damn obvious," I continue, my face burning. She'd had to have slept with him. Why did I feel so betrayed? It wasn't like we still dated, it wasn't like I was anything to her. And she wasn't anything to me. Or at least she wasn't supposed to be. I bite my lower lip, glancing at the door then back at Dia, anywhere but at Hazel.
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Post by hazelashton on Nov 27, 2013 18:21:46 GMT -5
I have to resist the urge to step towards him and bite his lower lip, and instead just bite my bottom lip and then rub my lips together, taking a steadying breath. " You are." I say, in a slightly teasing voice, my smirk turning into a full out grin before disappearing at his words. I raise my eyebrows at him, though he'd already looked away. It only takes him a moment to look back, and I let his eyes roam over me before taking a step forward. My feet itch to get even closer, but I stop there, staring at him before letting my own eyes roam. His shoulders looked a bit.. broader, more manly. And I could tell he'd been working out. Plus he'd grown in height by a good few inches. Even though I had as well, I still had to look up at him a bit more that I'd been used to. " Awkward?" I say in a whisper, as if I didn't know what he meant. Honestly I just wanted to see if he'd been jealous. If he still, ya know, cared or anything. |
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Post by eric sutton on Nov 27, 2013 18:35:02 GMT -5
* ERIC SUTTON !
I STRUGGLE TO FIND MYSELF THIS TIME:
SAVE YOURSELF FOR A MAN WITH A CONSCIENCE
I blink stupidly as she takes a step towards me, though a good foot or two of space still seperated us. I wanted to pull her into my arms, hold her, tell her how much I'd missed her. But.. no. That'd be showing weakness. And, I was anything but weak. Or at least I liked to think. "Yeah.. I'm not stupid, Hazel," I say simply, shaking my head a bit. I hoped that none of the hurt I felt inside was showing in my pale blue eyes, I knew how she used to be able to read me.
"It was pretty damn obvious," I continue, my face burning. She'd had to have slept with him. Why did I feel so betrayed? It wasn't like we still dated, it wasn't like I was anything to her. And she wasn't anything to me. Or at least she wasn't supposed to be. I bite my lower lip, glancing at the door then back at Dia, anywhere but at Hazel.
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Post by hazelashton on Nov 27, 2013 18:43:51 GMT -5
I blink at his words, a small lump growing in my throat. Then again, he would have been stupid not to have known. I felt like I'd done something wrong, and that he should hate me for it. But, I didn't and he had no reason to. We'd broken up years ago. Did he not expect me to every be with anyone else? No, of course he did. He just probably hadn't expected to know. Or for it to be someone he knew. His friend, for fucks sake. I close my eyes as he speaks again, his words like daggers, and I can't help but see the hurt in his eyes. I can tell he's avoiding my eyes, but I feel glad that he is. I don;t know what I'd do if I had to meet his eye right now. Probably fall into pile of worthlessness. I'd look stupid if my ex had to build me back up from that. Even though I knew he would. " I wouldn't have, you know," I say in a weak whisper, " if I had known." I didn't know if I mean if I had known he'd be back. Or if I had know Mr. Ruhen was his friend. And honestly, I didn't want to find out. |
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Post by eric sutton on Nov 27, 2013 18:54:48 GMT -5
* ERIC SUTTON !
I STRUGGLE TO FIND MYSELF THIS TIME:
SAVE YOURSELF FOR A MAN WITH A CONSCIENCE
I fiddle with the end of the leash in my hands, Dia having since sat down, looking up at us. Even she didn't bring a smile to my face right now. I felt like a jerk. Why was I making Hazel feel sorry for something like that? "Don't.. it's just a thing," I say, shaking my head as I finally bring my blue eyes back to her face. I search her expression for a moment before glancing back to Dia. She could wait to go outside. I reach down to unclip her leash, wrapping it neatly around my hand before walking back to the table to put it down.
"Sit down, if you want," I offer, waving my hand at the couch as I walk over towards the mini fridge. I hadn't fully settled in yet. I pull out a Dr. Pepper and crack it open to take a sip, closing my eyes for a moment while my back was to her. "You want anything?" I question, finally looking back towards her.
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Post by hazelashton on Nov 27, 2013 19:05:23 GMT -5
" No, I mean.. I wouldn't have wanted to." I admitted, shrugging softly. My eyes watch him as he removes the leash from Dia's collar, and I feel momentarily guilty. I know how she always looks forward to her walks. Though, I have to admit, I don't really want to go walk around right now. I made a silent promise to take her for a walk later. If I could, I didn't want to just take his dog.. " Of course I want, I al-" I start, but cut off mid word, and sit down on the couch , my arms crossed and resting on the back so I could look at him. I'd been about to say what I always did when he offered anything. Of course I want, I always want you I recite in my head, smiling shyly at the thought. There had been some variations, depending on the situation. And it had almost rolled off of my tongue, like it was the most normal thing I could say. Maybe it was. Five Lions hadn't exactly been home for the last three years. More like prison. A decently comfortable prison. " No thanks" I mumble at his next question, my hand absently petting Dia as she comes and curls up next to me. |
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