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petra becker’s instagram story from shoots for vs swim 2019 on january 12, 2019.

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petra: you are too damn gorgeous for this universe petra: adjfskgl pls get some rest

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lennox: back on my brunette shit lennox: also look !! my backgrounds missing !! lennox: dsfsdfs i need a nap 

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petra: i can’t believe i missed you.... petra: i was at the gym all morning petra: and now at home being lazy AF tbh

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ivy: i’ve been here since 8am ivy: my arms are jello ivy: calling my ass an uber like it’s an ambulance i need to LEAVE

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ayelevijgordan‌:

“You know anyone trying to get wife’d up for a couple months? I could shower them in gifts and shit then just forget Valentine’s Day exists, take her to Shake Shack or something casual and low key. I do, I’ll keep looking around.”

“hm, no one comes to mind, but i can keep an eye out for you. i love playing matchmaker! i’m sure there are plenty of girls who would love all of that - even the lowkey valentine’s day, though maybe take her somewhere a little classier than shake shack. i’m sure you’ll find someone in time.”

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xcvian‌:

“look at you being all sweet, wanting the best for everyone. how cute.” xai smiled, looking the blonde up and down. “that sounded really snarky, i apologise. i didn’t mean it to. i appreciate your words a lot, babes.”

she opened her mouth, thinking of how to respond, before closing it again when she was at a loss. as he clarified, she nodded and smiled, “it’s alright, it’s true though. i think everyone deserves that. i hope things work out for you with or without your band.”

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halilcd‌:

“honestly, i’m surprised i’m still living! spent all of the past few days drinking water and sleeping, i don’t even think i’ve eaten much because the thought of food is not the one right now.” at this point, delilah was mostly over her hangover but part of her was a little sensitive. “i expect i kissed him, i mean i haven’t had any angry tweets or phone calls yet which i’m sure would’ve happened if i hadn’t kissed him or lennox.”

“oh that’s the worst type of hangover because you can’t even give yourself the nutrients to try and feel better and stronger. i’m sorry, babe,” petra pouted at the thought and the memory of the last time she, herself, had dealt with a hangover that bad. she chuckled and nodded, “i imagine you would’ve dealt with a lot more than just angry tweets if something else had happened. the joys of fame.”

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“now you can take all that and just channel it into your solo stuff then! maybe it was for the best for both parties. like, you get to do your own thing, and the band will do theirs.” she shook her head, even waving her hand slightly. “oh, no, i’m good.”

“they’re going to regret this decision, i’m telling you now. i wrote all the hit songs, i was the hot one in the band and i was the one with the artistic vision. but fuck it and fuck ‘em. my solo shit is going to blow them out the water!” xavian caught the other’s gaze and shrugged. “want a cig?”

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“are you alive but hungover? do you need water? sleep? a miracle hangover cure?” she rattled off quickly, joking but also wanting to help if delilah was still hungover by any chance. “that just tells me you did new year’s eve right. it’s not a night out until someone makes a fool of themselves! though, i do hope for your sake you did kiss your boyfriend. mine sounds like it was very lowkey compared to yours, but it was good!”

“surprise! i’m still alive after partying a little too hard at new years.” delilah laughed, “everything after 9:30pm on new years eve is a total blur like did i kiss my boyfriend at midnight? i don’t know. did i make a fool out of myself? oh 100%. anyway, how was your new years?”

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“you should wife someone up by getting them all the cutesy things not on valentine’s day so they know it’s real. but then also on valentine’s day because that’s what that day is for. but hey, you’ve still got a month to make that decision.”

“Yo, tell me why they got these Valentine’s Day decorations up right now, damn, they really waste no time with these commercial holiday shits. So it’s about to be cuffing season and take your hoodie season so my question is should I wife up some girl and get her some shit for Valentine’s Day or just sit this one out?”

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ofcalcb‌:

he wanted to grasp petra’s hands in his so badly. the way that she blushed, the way her eyes just barely peeped out from the shelter of her hands, the way that she was clearly astonished by the compliment – it made caleb’s chest physically ache, even as he thought about it after the fact. her smile was irresistible, impossible not to mirror. he hadn’t forgotten the power of it, as even the print or digital version of it could elicit a similar reaction from him, but actually witnessing it was another matter entirely. he curled his hand into a loose fist so he wouldn’t give into the temptation and reach for her hands. her comment about in n out made him laugh, genuinely and deeply – he should’ve predicted that answer. he assumed the persona of ryan seacrest again. of course she recognized his impression; they were seamless together. six years hadn’t changed that, apparently. “ you heard it here first, folks… in n out is the meal of champions !!” in some other world, they would’ve gotten animal style burgers together on her first day as a full-time l.a. resident. they would’ve made each other laugh so hard that one of them nearly choked on a milkshake. it was a little bittersweet to consider how much could have been, but hearing her laugh was still sweet. caleb always loved drawing a chuckle out of someone, but when that someone was petra, it was so much sweeter. 

“ that’d probably be a good idea, ” he agreed hesitantly, knowing she was right. rest seemed like a foreign idea to him at that point, which didn’t seem healthy, but he found himself very reluctant to say goodbye. it seemed like their time together – from the tense and heart-aching moments to the easy and familiar ones – had flown by. caleb wanted to hear more of anything that she’d say, to know as much about her life now as he once had. his breath caught in his throat as petra’s gaze met his. the sincerity that was clear in her strikingly blue eyes made it all too easy for him to return the sentiment. “ i missed you, too. so much. ” the shy smile on his lips lit his whole face. with no small amount of difficulty, he rose to his feet, already disappointed when their eye contact broke as he gathered his suitcases. “ i’ll see you around, maybe ??” the words were casual, but hope lingered in them; he knew he wanted to see her again, but he didn’t want to push her. she had plenty of reason to make this a final goodbye. he half-turned, still smiling at her, before hesitating. “ can we say goodbye the way we used to ??” caleb asked tentatively, his fingers fiddling with the handle of one suitcase. “ please feel free to say no, if you don’t want to… ” to hug me, was the unspoken ending. they always used to say goodbye with a warm hug, no matter what the circumstances. but that was before, and this was now. 

petra’s laughter rang through the small lounge, her hand flying up to cover her mouth as she wasn’t expecting to laugh quite so hard around caleb in the present day. then again, he had always been the one person she could count on to make her laugh, no matter what she was feeling. sure, things had taken a turn when they’d stopped talking for longer than she wanted to think about, but that was made it all the more astonishing. even his silliest ryan seacrest impression made her laugh like the funniest stand up comedian had just delivered the set of their life. “you’re ridiculous,” she smiled, the words falling off her lips easily like she had been telling him how ridiculous and crazy he was for the last six years instead of receiving silence. she tucked a lock of hair behind her ear before letting her hand fall back to her lap. though she had been the one to bring up the fact that he probably wanted to get to his room, she was still disappointed to hear him agree. she knew he needed to get some rest. she did, too, and she hadn’t just traveled that day, but that didn’t mean she wanted to stop talking to him, to catch up and try to get back to what they used to be. she caught herself as those thoughts rose. just because he had apologized and told her he missed her didn’t mean he wanted things to go back to how they were. they were clearly back in each other’s lives now one way or another, both working with shine, and she’d take that if that was the least she was going to get.

a small smile with a mixture of sadness and joy appeared on her lips as he returned the words, telling her how much he had missed her as well. the sadness stemmed from the fact that they were even in a place that they had to say that to each other - and not in the sense that they missed hanging out because they’d just been facetiming for the last couple months while he’d been at school. but they missed each other because they’d been out of each other’s lives completely. the joy was evident for obvious reasons. she nodded, starting to gather her own belongings - the outer garments she had discarded on the seat beside her, in response. “yeah, i’m sure we’ll see each other,” she said quietly. whether cal wanted to see her or not, they would be running in the same circles now. if that was a good or bad thing seemed to still be a decision that would be determined as more time passed. she was caught off guard by his ask. her arms had been itching to embrace him from the moment she’d seen him in the lobby, no matter how upset she was with him, but she hadn’t expected him to miss their embraces as much as she did. without a word, she set her winter coat back down and stood up, taking the few steps towards him hesitantly even though he had asked for the hug. petra wrapped her arms around him slowly, clearly unsure if she was making the right decision for her own heart, but as she felt the warmth of his body, she relaxed into his chest and held him tightly. the hug felt so different compared to when they’d hugged all those years ago. this was a body she didn’t recognize anymore, but at the same time, everything else was exactly the same - how safe she felt against him and his steady heartbeat, how she never wanted to let go, how her head fell into the nape of his neck right by his hair. and before she could stop herself, she shut her eyes to take in everything the shared moment had to offer.

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petra becker’s top nine of 2018

1. november 2018: petra walked her first victoria’s secret fashion show and posted a selfie from backstage after her biggest look of the night.

that "just got off the VSFS RUNWAY wearing over 125,000 swarovski crystals" feeling

2. june 2018: on her 21st birthday, petra posted a throwback to her first shoot with shine when she was just 14 to reflect on how far she had come since those trips to LA that had felt so futile and hopeless.

this was my first shoot ever. i was terrified and it was just headshots for shine. well, babygirl, you're gonna be a victoria's secret angel one day ✨

3. september 2018: in addition to her victoria’s secret gig, petra walked in a number of shows during fashion month, including paris fashion week.

trying my best to serve some serious face for my first PARIS FASHION WEEK

4. november 2018: donning a vs angel shirt, petra shared her excitement to be headed to new york for the 2018 show with victoria’s secret as one of the brand’s freshest faces.

ON MY WAY TO NEW YORK FOR THE #VSFASHIONSHOW!!!

5. february 2018: petra shared the news of officially becoming a vs angel with her friends and family back at home - and a slowly growing following - with a selfie highlighting the winged ring the company gave her.

@victoriassecret liked it and put a ring on it 💍👼

6. may 2018: petra posted about her new apartment once she was a bit more settled after moving out of her manager’s house.

hello from my very first big girl apartment in LA!!

7. september 2018: at her core, petra is a farm girl from a small town in michigan, and she’s happiest when she’s on her family’s rolling acres of land. she made a pit stop at home before the start of fashion month.

my heart is so full ❤️

8. may 2018: when petra first arrived in LA in january 2018, she had stayed with her manager while trying to get things off the road. after saving her first major paychecks, she was finally able to move into her own apartment. 

omw to becoming a full-time city girl... it's moving day!!

9. october 2018: always dressed as cozy as possible on her days away from the camera, petra posted a selfie from the streets of new york city while she was in town for meetings at victoria’s secret new york headquarters.

this sweater is what clouds must feel like ☁️

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ofcalcb‌:

now that they were having this conversation, finally reunited after six years apart, it startled him how much he remembered about petra’s mannerisms. her flushed cheeks were still as endearing as ever; and when she carded a hand through her hair, he couldn’t help but want to touch it himself. the last time that he’d seen her blush, they were both innocent and smitten, enjoying a night filled with silly stargazing and dancing without music and hopeful goodbyes. caleb clasped his hands together to fight off the desire to reach out and touch her again. “ cross my heart, ” he insisted solemnly, one hand performing the accompanying motion over his chest. “ i was in my agent’s lounge and the vs show was on the big tv, and you came down the runway –” he paused very briefly here, his mind involuntarily flashing back to how flustered he was, how he’d reached for the nearest water bottle and tried to remain casual as they all chatted about debut dates and pre-comeback press. of course, he’d known that she would be in it… but watching her strut down the catwalk – and her subsequently adorable reaction backstage – was a whole other matter. “ and one of the agents walked out and went, ‘ that girl is the second coming of claudia schiffer. ’” his slightly sheepish, but incredibly proud, smile made it clear that he agreed. 

between her achingly familiar laugh and her response to his slip of the tongue, he was a little giddy. with each moment that passed, his hope that they could truly rebuild their bond was mounting. their easy teasing, petra calling him a weirdo with that note of affection in her voice… caleb simply laughed in relief and joy. he usually didn’t believe in backtracking, or trying to regain what had been lost; carpe diem most often meant seizing the next opportunity and always moving forward. but he wouldn’t leave behind moments like these. not again. “ comfort is key. ” nodding, he considered how that was true in more ways than one. leaning forward, as if he had a secret to share with her, he added, “ but, y’know, you do have at least one fan, your very first fan, here today. ” he’d been there to enthusiastically cheer her on when she first got discovered, when she’d flown out to l.a. in those early days, and he just wished that he’d openly done the same for the past six years. right now would just have to do, though. he cleared his throat, tapping his chest with one hand. then, without hesitation, he slipped into his best impression of ryan seacrest – courtesy of all those years his family had watched american idol together. she’d heard this before, and he hoped that it would bring back happy memories rather than painful ones. “ tell us, petra becker, model extraordinaire, what is your workout regime ?? the people are dying to know !!” not missing a beat, he offered her a pretend microphone and leaned forward, as if they were on the red carpet and he was unbelievably eager to hear the answer. 

petra listened intently -- until he mentioned watching the victoria’s secret show this year. as proud as she was of having the opportunity to walk in such an enormous show, she buried her face in her hands at the thought of caleb watching that. a rush of thoughts raced through her mind, ranging from wondering if he’d liked what he’d seen to wishing he’d never seen it to begin with to dreaming about being able to show off her figure for him in private. regardless, it just made her blush even harder. she peeked through her fingers as caleb continued his story. her heart skipped a beat and it meant a lot to get that stamp of approval, both from an agent and, it seemed like, him, based on that smile she’d always adored. it hadn’t been lost on her why so many fans fawned over him when he had a smile like that, as much as she tried to ignore the media frenzy. “please tell her thank you for me,” she blushed, finally dropping her hands back to her lap and uncovering her face. “she probably doesn’t even remember saying that, but... that’s just crazy.” she shook her head in obvious disbelief at the whole scenario, though that reaction was quickly replaced by a genuine smile. maybe caleb hadn’t been there through the last six years, but he was right. he had been there since the very beginning and had supported her from the minute she had told him about being approached at the mall.

before she could thank him seriously for believing in her, petra started laughing at caleb’s ryan seacrest impression, reminding her of how goofy he had always been and the extra mile he had went without question to make her laugh. “well, see, ryan, it’s quite simple. i just eat a lot of in n out and hope for the best,” she joked, leaning forward to speak into his hand - or the pretend microphone. she shook her head with an accompanying laugh at the ridiculousness of her life. she had never thought what she did to stay fit and in shape would be of so much interest, yet she was positive if she did the math, it would turn out to be the question she got the most often. with the movement of her head, his standing suitcases caught her attention from the corner of her eye, reminding her of how their reunion had begun in the first place. “you probably want to get to your room and get some rest, i’m guessing,” she commented, masking her disappointment in what she expected would be a goodbye very soon. as shocked and hurt as she had been to see him in person initially, now all she wanted was to catch up properly with him. “i’m glad i ran into you though,” petra admitted quietly, lifting her gaze to him to emphasize how much she meant it. and though they had just exchanged these words, she couldn’t help but add, “i missed you.”

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wheresivy‌:

ivy: but here’s the thing: ivy: where tf he at  ivy: just like you <3

petra: just pick one and swoon away, bby petra: ugh you’re my fave :-*

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its-azelinj‌:

Azelin smiled along as Petra spoke about her family not being able to take breaks. She understood that feeling so much, it was unreal. Often times, she had to be the one to go home and visit her family because they could rarely take enough time off to make it out to California to visit her for more than a couple days. She was just thankful she had least had her brother who only lived a short drive away. “It’s not ideal.. I would’ve loved to be back in Nashville with them for the holidays.. but even if I wasn’t here, I would’ve been working, so at least with everybody here I won’t be lonely and spending the day totally alone,” the blonde chuckled softly and gave a small shrug. “Guess you and I can stick together – or just jump in on some family fun, somewhere. I’m sure someone’s family will gladly take in a couple girls left stranded for Christmas,” she laughed and rolled her eyes at herself. The dancer pursed her lips, trying to hold in another spout of laughter. “True… that’d be incredibly painful. Although, you could always just do upper body shots or face-only campaigns,” Azelin suggested as if were actually a good idea. “No, but seriously – have fun on the slopes! I’ll definitely come find you for some drunken fun later on.”

“that’s the spirit!” petra smiled to brighten up the mood after the two had just thought about how their families were unable to join them for christmas. in her own words, she added on with a nod, “we’re in this together. and we’re at a pretty fabulous resort, so we can’t exactly complain.” she knew how lucky she was to have these opportunities as just a small town girl from michigan who had never dreamed of anything more, so the awe of being surrounded by luxury wasn’t lost on her. “oh of course, it’s in the christmas spirit to take in two stranded girls for the festivities,” she laughed at the thought of joining someone’s family randomly to celebrate. she wasn’t sure there was anyone here, aside from one person, who she was close enough to who she felt comfortable with crashing their family time. “as interesting as that sounds, i don’t think victoria’s secret will go for it,” she let out an exaggerated sigh to go along with azelin’s joke suggestion. “they’re typically trying to sell some clothes, so just a headshot probably isn’t what they’re going for. --- yes, absolutely! drunken fun is the best kind.”

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its-azelinj‌:

az: merry christmas to you, too!! hope it’s been good. az: i’ve been staying all warm and bundled up inside today bc fuck the cold, man. xD i’ve been outside in it all week. 

petra: honestly, if you can’t be lazy on christmas, when can you be?? petra: i support your decision and am p jealous tbh

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halilcd‌:

“i know but i just thought i’d remind you that you always have us!”

“thank you! you’re the biggest gem, i appreciate that. i’ll always be in your corner, too.”

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ofcalcb‌:

hearing her passionately defend animals made him grin; he hadn’t fully realized how much he missed simply talking to her until that night. she was slowly shedding her reservations, he could tell, and becoming more comfortable in the conversation. as a california-bred boy, he’d never really spent time around farm animals or learned how to care for them before meeting petra. everything and anything he knew about the topic, she’d taught him. this was her element, and he loved watching her in it. “ well, i know for a fact that you love them and they definitely love you. you even got this city boy to ride a horse, ” caleb quipped, raising his eyebrows playfully. that memory was a fond one – visiting her family’s farm, breathing in fresh air, enjoying a full day with her that was uninterrupted – it still brought a smile to his face. at first, he was somewhat bewildered by the bashful look on her face, but then he remembered his own reactions to seeing some of her projects for the first time. his own cheeks had been pretty pink, too; she was gorgeous, and there was no denying that. he tried to keep his cool. “ i’ve heard someone say that you’re the second coming of claudia schiffer, so you’ve earned it. ”

cal very nearly breathed a sigh of relief when she accepted his offer and made her own joke. just from knowing how kind petra was, he would’ve expected her to do the former – that was simply the kind of person she was – but her wisecrack signified that she probably really did mean it. amused, he deadpanned in response, “ oh, it’s very versatile. even if there’s a zombie apocalypse, a smoke signal will do the trick. ” for a moment, he was caught off guard by her question, his lips parted in surprise. and then, without warning, he burst into laughter. of course, in her own gentle way, she wouldn’t let him get away with a bullshit answer; he should’ve known better than to treat her the way he’d treat almost anyone else. she did know him well still. “ i missed you, ” he admitted casually, unable to realize what he was saying until he’d already said it. not allowing himself the time to get embarrassed, he added, “ really, though, it was what i needed. i was pretty burnt out going in. kinda weird that a lot of people already had an opinion of me, though. they almost couldn’t believe it when i told them i was there to just, like, be a college kid and read byron and take showers wearing flip flops. ” it was unsettling that, even on his very first day, many of the people he met openly viewed him with disgust, intrigue, or something in between. but he’d handled it in his usual way – with humor and a bit of charm, if necessary. curiosity in his eyes, he asked, “ have you had weird experiences with people who recognize you in l.a. ??” he was interested to hear how fan encounters were different in the world of modeling.

“and you weren’t half bad!” petra immediately smiled softly at the memory. she had been incredibly nervous for weeks leading up to his visit, expecting the doctors to change their minds at any moment and say it was too dangerous for him. she would’ve understood, but she would’ve been devastated. to show him where she had grown up far from the bustle of detroit and watch the joy in his eyes as he, even as a city boy, appreciated her animals and the serene rolling acres of land had been one of the greatest days of her life to date. she scratched the side of her face just to give herself an excuse to naturally hide as much of her blushing cheeks as she could before running her fingers through her blonde locks. caleb caught her attention - as if he didn’t already have it completely undivided - with the mention of the supermodel and she stared at him with wide eyes. “that’s absolutely insane,” she shook her head, “you’re either making it up or that person was talking about someone else.” it was still so strange to her that she had somehow made a career out of modeling. there was an unspoken side of her that felt like she was taking someone else’s more deserving spot because the whole thing had sort of just fallen into her lap, albeit with a few years of disappointment and professional rejection.

the blonde let out a giggle at his response, shaking her head as she looked at him with admiration. he’d always, without fail, made her laugh, no matter her mood. granted, they hadn’t dealt with many times that he had tried to make her laugh after she was upset from his doing, but it was something he was clearly capable at without even trying. hearing caleb’s familiar laugh, though now a few octaves lower, made her heart burst instantly. and then his comment on top of that? she was a mess on the inside. outwardly, petra smiled at him as warmth filled her being at the thought that they were going to be okay. no matter what they’d been through, they were going to come out on the other side stronger. they had to. “i missed you, too,” she admitted quietly when she got a chance after he finished speaking. even if he wanted to roll past the comment, she needed him to know. “you weirdo,” she said endearingly with a laugh and shake of her head, “most kids would do anything not to go to college.” honestly, she respected his decision to step away from the spotlight for a few years to pursue higher education, and she was sure that would come out eventually as they worked on repairing their relationship. “i don’t get recognized a ton,” she shrugged her shoulders. it wasn’t something she was upset about. honestly, seeing the way some of her colleagues were treated, she preferred the relative anonymity. “i don’t really have ‘fans’ like you or someone else does. i don’t think people really recognize me when they see me on the street in yoga pants when they’re so used to seeing me in professional photos all done up -- if they’ve even seen one at all. but usually, it’s just asking for a quick photo - oh, and my workout routine. i get that question a lot.”