4 months ago on 9 January 2012 @ 9:21pm
Text: Stop shhing me. Or I'll ends you. L

(Text): Shhh and open the door.

4 months ago on 9 January 2012 @ 9:21pm

Here for you || @Santana

Everett knew Santana was feeling really bad about the whole situation. He had changed his plans about seeing her and spent the day in his room, watching a movie with Cameron —which turned out alright actually, but still. Now Santana was even worse and he owned her. She had travelled just to check on him, even though he wasn’t really injured. He stood up and looked at Cameron, who was asleep, with a book on his face. He smiled. He went over and took the book, placing it on the nightstand and then proceeded to cover him with a quilt. Everett left the dorm after that.

He waled through the hallways and went to the girl’s dorm, where he walked and walked until he found Santana’s room. He knocked twice. “Sanny? It’s me” he said.

4 months ago on 9 January 2012 @ 9:21pm + 8 notes
via bornthisway-kurt (originally bornthisway-kurt)

Movie Night [Cam and Ev]

i-am-cameron:

Cameron smiled sweetly and lowered his eyes, trying to hide the huge grin on his lips. He rubbed his own cheek and pulled his lips into his mouth again and simply felt how hard his heard was beating for a moment before looking back to Everett and slowly moving to sit beside him. Once Everett’s arm was around him, Cameron felt comfortable enough to gently rest his head on the other’s shoulder, looking to the screen. He pulled his knees to his chest and leaned more so on Everett, allowing himself to fully enjoy these moments.

Everett smiled at Cameron and put more Doritos in his mouth. The movie was good, one of Ev’s favourites. And now even more, sharing it with his… what were they? Ev shrugged mentally. They could talk about it later. Everett sighed. Yeah. That was what he said when he kissed him and it lead to an awful misunderstanding. He grabbed the remote and paused the movie, and turned his hed so he could look at the other boy. He opened his mouth and nothing came out. What did he want them to be? They could be just dating, right? But that gave them both chance to date other people too. The simple thought of Cameron dating other boys made him mad. And he really liked him, didn’t he?

“Cameron” Everett started. He took a deep breath. “Would you like to be my boyfriend?” he asked, trying to sound as casual as he could.

4 months ago on 9 January 2012 @ 9:09pm
Text: Yeah. But take your time. No rush.

(text): Shh. Be there in 5.

4 months ago on 9 January 2012 @ 7:53pm
Text: Okay okay. And no, if anything I'm falling out of love. I really need you.

(Text): Are you in you room? I can go there.

4 months ago on 9 January 2012 @ 7:29pm
Text: If you say so. I just don't like losing people. I don't like screwing up. I don't like feeling vulernable. I don't like THIS at all. I just. Ugh. I've never felt like this before. And I hate to think I'm making it bigger than it is, but this is what I feel. I love you more.

(Text): Shhh. I love you. Everything will turn out alright. Besides, it’s not like you’re in love, right?

4 months ago on 9 January 2012 @ 6:43am
Text: Dude, we need to talk, like now

(Text): Tell me :P

4 months ago on 9 January 2012 @ 6:43am
Text: Umm, no. And I did. I know I did. But thank you. I love you more. <3

(Text): Look, you helped her. If it didn’t work… well. Maybe it was fate? And no, i love you more <3

4 months ago on 8 January 2012 @ 10:08pm
Text: She didn't go. She fell asleep. Neither did he, but he and I were talking during my party. So yeah. He invited me over a couple of days later. I texted her telling her I needed to talk to her. I was going to tell her. But she never replied.

(Text): Sigh. Girls are so confusing. Ok. Calm down okay? Even if you had betrayed her (which you /didn’t/), I’ll be on your side, always, ok? Loveyou<3

4 months ago on 8 January 2012 @ 9:47pm
Text: I get it. I'm a backstabber. A bitch. A slut. I get it. And I'm happy. At least not anymore. I'm done. I just want to go away and never come back. And I told her to step her game up and talk to him. To hang out with him. To go to my party and swoon him there. To sing a heartfelt ballad to him or for him. I helped pick an outfit and stuff.

(Text): I’m not calling you anything, Santana!!! So, after she did what you told her, it didn’t work?