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            "How about instead I strip for you and we won't have to walk all the way to some strip club at this time?"

        “It’s only 11AM and I wanna fuckin’ party, man. Let’s go to a strip club or something. The one three blocks away? That shit is open twenty-four hours.”

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    "I know seeing me was the least you expected, but... ---- Can I speak please? ---- I wanted to see you, I miss you, more than you think."

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Track #8 of Road Between by Lucy Hale:

Lie A Little Better 

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Arriving at an Interview With Ryan Seacrest In Los Angeles - July 30th, 2014.

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        not necessarily paying attention to he surroundings,         the girl felt the summer breeze wave through her         body in quick movements. stuck with doing community         service after the wild female ran into a light pole, she         was walking down the sidewalk from ending her shift         that day. hearing someone call out, she looked over         her shoulder and rolled her eyes at the male. 

                                  “it's yours -- you get it.”

       today is most definitely not a good day. having endured a        massive breakdown last night, he’s rendered himself weak ;        yet somehow through tripping & stumbling, he’s managed        to land himself outside next to the street, cigarette in hand.        with the lighter twirling around in his fingers, a slight        miscalculation sends it flying, landing it in the center of        the street.

                                     ’ yo — can you hand me that? ‘

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 dainty fingers covered her heart-shaped face, a small sigh leaving her lips.

            “thought i could actually do it.” 

 fiorella spoke after she heard the loud foot steps stop beside her.

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im laughing so hard because no matter what song you listen to 

spiderman dances to the beat

no matter what song ive been testing it and lauing my ass off for an hour

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Please reblog to help this lady

it won’t “ruin your blog” imagine if you were in her shoes

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michael trevino is bae, just like thomas dekker and matt lanter and chris zylka like yes baes.

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rydellsdirtbags:

Zach let out a low groan once he felt Fiorella shifting from his grasp. He had to admit that he wasn’t fond of that, but he was too far gone in his sleep to even attempt to drag her back. But then he felt her climbing on top of him, his eyes fluttering open slowly as she straddled him. “Mmm,” He purred, grinning up at her. “Mornin’.”

    The girl let out a velvety laugh as she tried not to put all of her weight on the male she was on top of -- not that she had that much weight anyway --, and she leaned her chin against his chest. “Good morning, sunshine,” A small grin spread on her lips, “did you sleep well?” Last night's events ran through her mind, and even though there weren't many events, she still enjoyed every second of it. 

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His nerves seemed to go away for a bit, but it all came rushing back the minute he heard soft knocks against the wooden door. Quickly getting up, he looked at himself in a small mirror on the wall, already running his hands through his hair. Now you’re worried about how you look more than usual? Who even are you today? Moistening his lips, he hurried over to the door and took a deep breath before he opened the door, a smile instantly appearing on his face. Before he could even say anything he found that he was actually kissing Fiorella — Well, she was kissing him that is, he was a little too shocked to even enjoy the short moment. “Y-You did? Well I mean, I am pretty kissable.” Of course Mason was gonna pretend his huge smile was because of his little joke, that’s just who he was.

   Fiorella was not expecting him to exactly speak those words, but she would take them. Playfully rolling her eyes at the male before her, she gently pushed him back by his shoulder. “A bit too into yourself, don't you think Mason?” She giggled, leaning her body on the door frame while twirling a strand of hair in her finger. Things felt a bit awkward for Fior so all she could do was smile at him and cough here and there. It got to the point where she was scratching the back of her neck, her eyes anywhere but him, most likely trained on the floor.

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             Waking up in strong arms really made Fiorella happy every morning, especially since they were Zach's arms. Leaning up a bit, the girl placed a soft kiss to his cheek before removing the arm from around her. But she only did something that got her closer to him; she straddled him. “Baby.” She whispered in his ear, her hands firmly on his chest. 

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"My mother wants me to go back down to Brighton and stay with her for a while. I know why she’s— why she wants that. She’s worried, obviously, but I don’t.. I don’t want to go back home.”

“Why is she so worried about you, though? ---- I mean, she is your mother: their natural instinct is to be worried about their child. But why don't you want to go back to your home?”