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Oliver | Gray | Riley
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I smiled at her, my cerulean eyes giving off something like a sparkle. It felt like we had been together for months, as though I knew everything about her. I told the hostess that we wanted a table for two, and fortunately, the hostess led us to a table. I released Alexandria's hand to pull out the chair for her, then sat down in my own. Menus already were placed on the table, silverware inside napkins. It wasn't a fancy place, but the food was delicious and she didn't seem like the type of girl to mind. If we were going to dinner, I'd be taking her to a very fancy place. But breakfast was different. "So Alexandria," I murmured, not really having anything else to say. I liked the way her name sounded out of my mouth, and saying it only sent chills up my spine. "Tell me about yourself."

well hello sorry for being a terrible person and not replying :////// i feel so bad

alright I'll do Francisc

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Water poured from the faucet, droplets trickling down my fingers. I stared myself in the mirror, my brown eyes emotionless. My mother was out doing who knows what. She wasn't home too often, and barely had enough money to pay the bills. She contributed some, but it was mostly me. We lived in a nice house, because she had a pretty good job. It mostly seemed like she slept with her superiors and went out for happy hour. Why did I care? She was my mother, and I hated her doing this.

Thoughts about the upcoming basketball game were running through my mind. Dribble, pass, get open, catch the ball, shoot, swish. I was all too lucky to be so great at the sport. Although my mother and I lived in a somewhat nice house, by no means did we have enough money to get me through college. Scouts that watched me play would be my best bet.

All of a sudden there was a knock on my bedroom window, so I hurried down the hall. I was wearing nothing but jeans, so I quickly pulled a white t-shirt over my head. As I entered my room, I was struggling to get my head through the hole, and once I finally did, I saw Athena outside the window.

She was fiddling with the strings of her combat boots as I stared at her, her knees pulled up to her chest. "..Athena?" I hesitated the reply, even though I knew she couldn't hear me. Despite being one of my best friends, her and I didn't talk a ton these days. I always had basketball stuff, and she always had, well, family stuff.

Athena seemed to have lots of stuff on her mind at that exact moment. The way her fingers were busy with the laces only gave it away. I was trying to read her expression, but couldn't. Something about her at that moment seemed off.

I hurried to the window, pulling the latch, and slowly opening it so as not to hit her. "Athena, are you okay?" I asked worriedly, extending a hand to her so she could climb through. It was quarter to four in the morning, so what the hell was she doing here?

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Oliver | Gray | Riley
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I listened intently as she told me about herself, a smile tugging at my lips. I couldn't help it. Knowing someone for 24 hours, and I felt like I really knew her. She was the kind of girl I'd want to meet all my friends and meet my mom. The kind of girl who's family I would want to meet. "Well, when I was about 16, my dad and my sister passed away, so that was no fun. But I also got good grades, played sports, and went to the University of Washington. I'm considering to go back and do medical school, but I don't know. It's so much money and I'm really happy here." What I said was true. I really was happy here. It was a lot of fun, and my mom was only a state away. My cerulean optics stared intently into her dark orbs, as though I was just absorbing their depth.

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We should timeskip now. Perhaps we could have them moved in together?

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Sunlight filtered through the windows of our upper-class apartment. With my new promotion, I decided I would treat my girl to a nice a place. She was still sleeping beside me, and I thought I'd have a heart attack once I saw how absolutely adorable she looked. I turned on my side, wrapping an arm around her to pull her closer to me. We'd been dating about two months now, and I knew it was time for us to be living together. I never thought that living with the girl you loved could feel this amazing. I kissed her neck softly, and then her cheek before climbing out of bed. If that didn't wake her up, I could treat her to a nice breakfast.

Haha I can considering you left off (;

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Apparently Alex had been silent, for when she spoke, I jumped so fast that the pancake almost flew off the pan. "Well morning to you too!" I replied, flustered, though there was still warmth in my voice. I leaned over to kiss her on the cheek, which instantly sent a chill up my spine. We've been living together and I still became a nervous wreck around her. She affected me in more ways than one. I was infatuated with this girl, and those pretty brown eyes absolutely melted my soul. It was kind of a turn on seeing her in my t-shirt. There wasn't much covering her up underneath it. I shook my head, trying to focus on the pancakes. Her and I had, you know, done it. But I was acting like a horny teenage white boy. I was supposed to be an adult. I flipped the pancakes, admiring the golden top. I was quite the chef. Bacon sizzled in the pan adjacent to the pancakes, so I flipped those too. The smell was quite overwhelming, because I was starving. "Alex, you know I am absolutely in love with you, right?" I cooed at her, turning to wrap my arms around her in a hug.

That certainly was a muse burst! I need to step up my game.

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As she kissed me, my knees started to shake and I almost collapsed. When she pulled away, I was dazed for a second, instantly missing the closeness. She was right though. I didn't want to abandon the breakfast. I quickly used the spatula to flip the pancakes and bacon onto the two of our plates. I noticed she had poured me a glass of OJ. Her and I acted like we had been together for much longer. Quite honestly it felt like that too. I knew this was the girl I'd get down on one knee for. I already knew it. I set the plates down, seating us next to each other, just for that intimacy. The silverware and orange juice was already placed neatly at the table, which was good, because I happened to be OCD about that. After learning how to set tables in FACS, and also from my lovely mother, it was something I was always sure to do. When she told me she loved me more, I knew that her love was immense. But so was mine. So I was sure to top it like I did most times. "Well I love you as high as the sky, as deep as the ocean, and around the world."

Haha I know right? The classic quote, "Haha and then what (;" when they try to get nudes from girls... White teenage boys are so disgusting towards women and I am one of them. Well I'm not disgusting towards women but you get the point

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"Oliver, will you promise me that no matter what, you will help me and never ever tell anyone about what I'm going to tell you right now?" Her question echoed in my mind. I was nervous as to what she was implying. A drug cartel? Maybe she lost some money at the casino? Maybe her mom was acting up again? The possibilities were endless.

I gazed down at her, attempting to read her expression. However her face was as straight as a board, no hints of any other emotion. Damn she was always good at hiding things away like that. If I ever did, she or someone else would know exactly what I was feeling and I hated that vulnerability. I hated that people could know what I was feeling better than even I could. It was unnatural.

"Athena," I began, unsure of myself. I didn't know if I could agree to that. I hadn't even the slightest hint as to what she was going to tell me. But then I inwardly shook my head. That was my best friend in front of me. The one who came over to watch movies, or the one who would come to the gas station in the middle of the night to get a bunch of snacks and pop. The one I had deep conversations with during the late hours. No, I would trust her, and make sure she could trust me. As she should, because I'd never do anything to betray her.

"Yeah, anything." I finally said, my voice stronger and more certain. I took her hand, giving it a squeeze to reassure her. I guess you could say I was afraid for her. That poor girl was always dealing with something and it made me feel awful. No one would suspect that a wealthier girl like herself could ever have problems of her own. Anyone who thought that was just narrow-minded.

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Her words echoed in my mind. "I love you more than all the time and space in the universe. If that doesn't accurately measure how much I love you then I don't know what would." I honestly knew she loved me to that extent. Maybe even more. But so did I. Her cheeky little grin was practically the most adorable thing I'd ever seen. "We should go do something today. It's Saturday after all." I suggested. I didn't mind what we did, as long as the day was spent with her. We could surfing, or we could go to the amusement park ( ), or we could even go to a dumb museum for all I care.

There could be a number of reasons why girls send nudes. Maybe they don't want to be called a prude? Or maybe they do want attention or maybe they really really like that guy idk.

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The pleading look I was given absolutely melted me. She looked so helpless, although she had a look of certainty that this was what she needed to do. I gazed at her with sorrow, knowing that my help was important to her. Well I'd do anything for her.

I nodded solemnly, taking her hand a second time to give it a squeeze. "Of course, Athena. You can stay here as long as you like. You're safe here." I promised reassuringly. My mother was a witch, and so was Athena's. The two would get along just fine.

The immense amount of guilt I saw in her eyes was terrible. Oh Athena. I thought. You don't deserve this. She was a tough girl, so I didn't know if she would start to cry.

"Come here." I murmured, extending a hand to help her up. "You can sleep on my bed. I'll sleep on the floor."

low muse i'm so sorry

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The suggestion of the beach was tempting. As crazy as it was, I had no idea if Alex knew how to surf. How peculiar. Well, if she didn't, I'd teach her. And if she did, I got to watch my girl surf in her hot bikini. I could never argue with watching her. I loved to show her off. She wasn't my arm candy, she was my girl, but I loved for people to know that she was mine and that they couldn't have her. It was oddly satisfying. "I think I'd be okay with seeing you in a bikini." I responded seductively, gazing into her pretty brown eyes. Those eyes just about melted me.

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"Yes I am!" I responded with a smile. Maybe we could take my motorcycle. It was a perfect day for that, and my surfboards were at the surf shack on the beach so we didn't have to worry about transporting them. Grabbing my keychain, I planted a kiss on her forehead and extended my hand. "Let's roll." I said jokingly, trying to sound all 'hip'. My sporty motorcycle was parked in the garage outside, looking perfectly shiny. I hadn't drove the thing in forever so hopefully it'd be a smooth drive. I couldn't help but turn to look at the outfit Alex was wearing. She always made my heart race, the way she was all the time.

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Her hug send chills up my spine. My best friend did give the best hugs. Athena's mood seemed to have instantly lifted when I agreed to everything. Which was good, because she didn't deserve to feel sad. She was such a good person, inside and out, and to me, she was a person that should never feel so crappy.

"I insist." I retorted to her insisting. My bed did have room for the both of us, but I didn't want her to feel awkward. Not that she would, but I wouldn't want her to regret staying here. "You're a guest here, and it's late. Just get some sleep."

I wanted her to have the bed. If I was on the floor, I almost felt like I was protecting her more. If her crazy ass mother came to look for her, I could take care of it. The chances of her mother looking were probably slim. That lady had issues that would most likely never get taken care of.

I hoped Athena wouldn't have nightmares. It wouldn't be a far stretch to worry about that kind of thing. She probably would have nightmares, but it was nice that I could be the one to wake her up and reassure her that it was going to be okay. That I was going to protect her. My protective instincts were immense, and especially for her.

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"Oh I'm sure." I retorted, feeling quite pleased with myself that I'd be able to help her. It'd be fun paddling out in the ocean, just her and I. I felt like I was a clingy boyfriend, but that's how I was. I never knew if it bothered her or not, but if I suddenly stopped being clingy, she would suspect something was wrong. I got the key from the employee and grabbed the surfboard, then approached Alex outside of the shack. "Did I tell you that you look beautiful today?" I said flirtatiously. More like every day, though.

low freaking muse im so sorry